#Eye dark circle removal clinic

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Skin Plus Clinic is delighted to offer under eye dark circle treatment in Delhi at a very reasonable cost. We have various treatment options to remove dark circles, so you can get your youthful look back. To book an appointment with our experts.

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Dark Circle Treatment in Indore | Genesis Cosmetology & Hair Transplant Centre 

Get under eye dark circle treatment in Indore At Genesis Cosmetology & Hair Transplant Centre, you have various treatment options to remove the dark circle. Book an appointment now: +918817423307, 0731-2921222 

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Reasons Why Dark Circles Form Under the Eyes

Dark circles under the eyes are a common concern for people of all age groups, although aging is one of the causes. These dark spots can make individuals look tired, older, and generally less vibrant. But what causes dark circles to appear in the first place? Let us discover some of the reasons behind this common cosmetic issue and the various treatments available for dark circles removal in Greater Kailash.

Reasons that Causes of Under-Eye Dark Circles

Following are Some of the Reasons that Cause Dark Circles Under the Eyes

1. Stress:- Stress may make dark circles around the eyes more noticeable. This is because the blood is diverted away from the face and towards the organs. Additionally, high levels of emotional stress can damage the capillaries that surround the eyes, allowing blood to leak and darken the surrounding region.

2. Depression and Anxiety:- Depression and anxiety are often linked with insomnia, which causes dark circles under the eyes and leads to an overall dull complexion.

3. Dark Circles May Indicate Underlying Illness:- Dark circles can be a symptom of a medical problem. They could indicate allergies, thyroid problems such as hypothyroidism and hyperthyroidism, or poor liver health. Hormonal imbalances or genetics can cause them.

4. Medications:- Medicines that dilate blood vessels, such as those used to treat hypertension, can also cause dark circles under the eyes.

5. Nutritional Deficiencies:- Vitamin deficiencies, including those in B12, E, D, and K, can result in dark circles under the eyes. Vitamin B12 consumption is closely linked to the production of red blood cells. Moreover, dark circles are frequently a sign of iron deficiency, which is more common in those with low blood levels of vitamin B12.

6. Dehydration:- Dehydration causes the skin around the eyes to dry out. One should also reduce the intake of salt, alcohol, and caffeine, as these substances dehydrate and accentuate dark circles.

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If one is looking for an effective treatment for dark circles, one can visit DermoRita Skin Clinic, the best skin clinic in South Delhi. The expert dermatologist, Dr. Sarita Sanke, offers a range of treatments for dark circles. These include skin-lightening creams, chemical peels, laser therapy, under-eye fillers, PRP injections, etc.

To benefit from dark circle treatments, visit DermoRita Skin Clinic.

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How To Get Rid of Dark Circles Under the Eyes?

Dark circles under the eyes are a common concern nowadays. They are often associated with stress, lack of sleep, ageing, genetics, unhealthy diet, and a number of other causes. Dark circles, though, are not a medical concern for many individuals, but they can affect an individual’s quality of life. Many wonder if there are ways to eliminate dark circles under the eyes. Fortunately, yes, several options for dark circles treatment in Hyderabad are available that help minimise the appearance of dark circles effectively. 

What are the Treatment Options Available for Removing Dark Circles? 

Dr. Ravali Yalamanchili, a renowned dermatologist at Neya Dermatology & Aesthetics Clinic, recommends advanced procedures for treating dark circles. These include: 

1. Lasers

Expert dermatologists use lasers to treat periorbital hyperpigmentation or dark circles by destroying excessive melanin. Sessions are spaced a few weeks apart to get the desired results. 

2. Tear Trough Fillers

These injectable soft tissue fillers are made of hyaluronic acid. Hyaluronic acid is a natural, gel-like substance that works best to keep the skin hydrated. These fillers are administered in the under-eye area. This will plump the region and push up the under-eye skin away from the blood vessels located beneath the skin of the under-eye area. The effect of hyaluronic acid filler lasts for six months to a year. 

3. Chemical Peels

Individuals with hyperpigmented eye bags can be treated with gentle peels like glycolic acid, lactic acid, mandelic acid, and salicylic acid. These acids can enter the skin epidermis or the upper layers of the dermis, resulting in moderate skin shedding and chemical exfoliation.

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Are you experiencing dark circles under the eyes and are looking for a permanent solution to get rid of it? Consult Dr. Ravali Yalamanchili, a leading dermatologist in Hyderabad, at Neya Dermatology & Aesthetics Clinic. The expert dermatologist will diagnose what is causing dark circles and recommend an effective treatment according to the severity of your condition and skin type. 

To treat your dark circles, visit Neya Dermatology & Aesthetics Clinic today and regain a refreshed, youthful look. Book an appointment now!

Original Source:- https://www.apsense.com/article/how-to-get-rid-of-dark-circles-under-the-eyes.html

[boredzillenial]

Data

Your boss Nathan needs your body “for science”

Themes: DEAD DOVE DNE - dark!Nathan, kidnapping, sensory deprivation, fingering, oral breast play (f!receiving), jerking off

A.N: contains railroad sentences and my rusty attempt at improving prose 🤣 thank you @lunar-ghoulie for putting up with me

Word count: idk at the moment it’s short

“Show yourself you son of a bitch!” Your voice reverberated against the stark walls, “I know you’re there Nathan!” You twisted and writhed against your restraints to no avail.

Nathan, your boss, had invited you to come out to his estate. In an excess of caution you’d chosen to politely decline. What you hadn’t realized was his invitation was not a request, but a heads up.

You took a moment to breath and take notice of the different points of pressure on your body. Whatever he’d used to bind you you was soft but firm against your wrists, chest, waist and ankles. Your back pressed against hard cool material, the scent in the room clean and chilled air blew across your exposed skin.

You rolled your head from side to side in an attempt to wiggle the fabric from around your eyes but it didn’t budge.

“That’s not gonna work.” Nathan’s bored voice sounded from somewhere in the room.

You froze, “Nathan-“ you grated “let me go.”

“Nathan let me go.” He mocked, “Do you really think I’d go through the trouble of getting you here only to let you loose?”

Your lip curled in agitation as you snapped against the restraints. “What do you want.”

A fingertip pressed against your ankle “What I want,” he said slowly as that sensation snaked its way up your leg, “is data.” His touch paused at the line between your hip and thigh.

“What?” You growled in confusion. “I swear to fucking god Nathan when I’m out of here-“ the removal of sensation on your skin stalled your brazen words.

“Threatening your captor, interesting choice.” His voice still sounded bored amongst the rustling beside you.

“Interesting choice to kidnap me*eeee*.” Your retort was cut short when something firmly pressed against your core and vibrated furiously. It was too much all at once and you feebly bucked only to be met with the tight restrain across your hips. The curse in your throat twisted to a groan, “F-fuck yo-u.”

“Another curse -“ you could practically hear the eye roll in his tone, his next words breathed hot across your ear “so predictable.”

You tilted your face toward him with a smirk, if he wanted to play games let’s see what happened if you played along. “U-up a bit, and to the left.”

“Attagirl.” He chuckled and followed your direction. Your back arched and strained as your breath caught in your throat.

You’d quickly climbed to your peak with the precision and pressure, your breath coming in ragged pants. Just as you came so close to release the sensation vanished, leaving you crashing back to earth.

A choked whine wrung from your throat. “Why.” You whimpered.

“Measuring heart rate, perspiration…” a finger slid along your slick folds “arousal.”

You breath caught in your chest at the sudden sensation of two thick fingers plunged deep into your core. Nathan took his time moving around, scissoring his fingers inside as he tsked “still tight.”

“Nathan please.” You murmured, the stretching sensation growing to be uncomfortable.

“Why are you getting tighter?” From his tone he might as well have been asking a casual scientific question in a clinic.

“Doesn’t feel good.” You grumbled “not like that.”

Nathan’s hand adjusted, two fingers remained deep inside, but this time he added his thumb to press against your clit. “What about like this.” He drew slow firm circles and pumped slowly.

Your breathing picked up while a coil of pleasure twisted low in your belly. Despite your head swimming with pleasure you heard Nathan’s soft voice off to the side, “Slickness increase and vaginal relaxation with stimulation to the clitoris.”

“Are you - taking notes?” You huffed between breathes.

“I told you, I need data.” He said in annoyance. “Fuck sake.” He growled.

You heard a rustling near your head and the sound of spit hitting skin made you jerk. “What the fuck.”

“Shut up.” He snipped, his breath hitched as soft squelching sounded beside your head. The moment his fingering matched the pace of the noise beside your head you realized what was happening.

“You’re - jerking off?” You huffed.

“Want me to stuff it in your mouth?” He retorted. You snapped your head away, eliciting a sardonic huff from Nathan.

The squelching noise and his breathing picked up pace as his fingers worked. You groaned and arched against the pleasure building, gasping at a sudden wet tingling feeling on your nipple.

The stroke of his tongue as it lapped at the stiffened peak encouraged you to arch further, pushed you even closer to the edge.

A soft pop sounded and you whined in protest at the loss “Vaginal tightening with oral stimulation to breast.” He muttered, returning his warm mouth back to your breast with a hum. The rough tickle of his beard across your skin mixed deliciously with the swirling around your stiffened peak.

Your orgasm crashed over you in waves as his hands and mouth worked in tandem. “S-shit!” The ministrations sent you bucking against the restraints and your breath in ragged pants.

Another groan vibrated your nipple sent fire through your nerves before it vanished. The fingers buried deep in your core and against your sensitive nub picked up to an uneven pace. A wrecked groan sounded from above you as warm wet ropes splattered across your chest.

Despite the ringing in your ears you heard Nathan growl in annoyance, “Data inconclusive, requires further testing.” Something fluffy wiped between your legs picking up the mess of slickness there before wiping up the white painted on your skin.

“Further testing?” You voice was weak and broken as you came back to reality.

“If I’m gonna make robots I’d actually wanna fuck I gotta get it right.” His voice moved about the room accompanied by rustling. “Movement, viscosity, tightness. I need so much if it’s gonna feel real and, well, it’s gonna take awhile if I keep getting… distracted…”

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The days blend together beneath Mount Tonglu. Time stretches and bends, one day feeling like a week feeling like a shichen feeling like a year. Nothing changes. Aside from Mei Nianqing’s daily visits, there is only Jun Wu in the dark with his thoughts.

Which is why he notices immediately when something changes.

He does not often sleep, preferring meditation, but he will sometimes slip into unconsciousness without realizing. Only after having jolted awake, reaching fruitlessly for a sword he no longer has, will he remember where he is and why he’s alone. It’s familiar. He’s used to it.

It’s different today. He struggles into wakefulness, eyes refusing to open despite how he wills them to. And he is no stranger to pain—the faces of his old vassals act up often enough, making his head ache and jaw pound—but this is something else entirely. He feels weak. And he can barely breathe through his nose and his blood seems to be boiling. Eyes still closed, he pulls at his collar in an attempt to bare some skin. It’s too hot, he’s too—

“Hold on,” Mei Nianqing says. Cool hands cover his, clinically pushing them aside to help remove heavier-than-usual robes. “There we go. Is that better?”

Jun Wu cracks sore eyes open. “Tell me if I’m dying.”

“No, Your Highness.” Mei Nianqing smiles, patting Jun Wu’s arm. “You have a cold.”

“That’s impossible.” Talking hurts. It’s as if the inside of his throat has been covered in shards of glass. “I have not been sick since—”

“Two thousand years, give or take. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, Your Highness. With your spiritual powers sealed, it was bound to happen sooner or later.”

Jun Wu can’t believe this. It can’t be a mere common illness that causes such suffering. It must be more serious. He pushes up onto his elbows; a sudden wave of vertigo nearly sends him crashing back to the bamboo mat below. His stomach clenches but will not be sick. Besides, he practices inedia. There’s nothing to throw up.

Mei Nianqing clicks his tongue, pushing Jun Wu to lie back down. “Your Highness, what do you think you’re doing?”

“I need to…” Jun Wu tries to clear his throat. Bad idea. “...figure out who cursed me.”

“Nobody has cursed you.”

Jun Wu finds this highly unlikely.

Mei Nianqing reaches for a nearby bowl of water. Jun Wu grabs it. Or he tries to. He thinks about it. His limbs don’t want to respond to his desires. Mei Nianqing takes pity on him and holds the bowl to his cracked lips, tilting a trickle of bitter liquid into his dry mouth. Jun Wu leans away, suspicion clouding his mind.

“Refusing to take your medicine at this age?” Mei Nianqing sighs. “Your Highness, I ground the herbs myself. There is nothing in this mixture that will do you harm.”

Mei Nianqing knows him well. But Jun Wu’s doubts are not assuaged. “You drink it, then.”

“Fine. If that’s what it takes.” Mei Nianqing takes a sip and, holding the medicinal liquid in his mouth, leans down to kiss Jun Wu. Lips part, a reflex, and that awful bitterness coats Jun Wu’s tongue.

He swallows, unable to spit it out.

“There.” Mei Nianqing pulls back, one hand splayed on Jun Wu’s bare chest. His thumb rubs light circles against heated skin. “Was that so difficult?”

Jun Wu holds back the urge to cough. Giving Mei Nianqing a wan look, he asks, “Are you not worried I’m contagious?”

“Not at all.” Mei Nianqing sets the bowl aside in favor of fetching a damp cloth. He blots at Jun Wu’s face, carefully avoiding the remains of their old friends. “Besides, I am far too healthy. Your Highness, how many times have I told you about—”

“Do not mention your special tea.”

“It’s a good blend! I harvest the leaves myself. Two cups a day will keep you strong and in perfect health.”

Jun Wu flicks his eyes up, too tired to manage a full roll. What Mei Nianqing neglects to mention is that, healthy or not, the tea tastes absolutely disgusting. He is already trapped beneath a mountain, cursed shackle binding his powers. Why should he add more to this divine punishment?

“Rest.” Mei Nianqing folds the cloth and drapes it across Jun Wu’s forehead. “I will go brew us a pot.”

Jun Wu grasps his wrist. It takes no effort at all for Mei Nianqing to pull away from Jun Wu’s grip, taking his hand instead. How embarrassing. To be so weak. He hates this. And even more than his physical weakness, he hates how his heart stutters at the idea of being left alone in this state.

“Your Highness…”

“Don’t leave,” Jun Wu says. A quiet order.

Mei Nianqing squeezes his hand gently. “I will be right back.”

Jun Wu grits his teeth, the headache and the fever feel too much like when his vassals act up. For all he knows, they might be contributing to the pain. He can’t exactly see them.

Mei Nianqing looks at him for a long moment, expression softening. His free hand slides up to stroke Jun Wu’s hair. It unearths ancient memories. Those same hands, sliding through a forgotten crown prince’s damp hair, coaxing him with sweets to get him to swallow spoonfuls of medicine.

“Later,” Jun Wu nearly whispers, voice hoarse, “I will drink your terrible tea.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I will.”

Mei Nianqing considers this, a soft smile rising. “Then I suppose I can stay until you fall asleep.”

Good. The exhaustion of illness may be pervasive but Jun Wu is stubborn, and he has difficulty sleeping on a good day. “That may take a while.”

“I know.” Mei Nianqing presses a chaste kiss to Jun Wu’s temple, just shy of the compress. “Rest, Your Highness. I will not go anywhere.”

“Until I fall asleep.”

Mei Nianqing shakes his head. “Not even then. Everything else can wait.”

Jun Wu’s doubt is no small thing but he pushes it aside, looking up through tired eyes at the one man who has chosen to stay.

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[kme-2020]

5

I walked down the dimly lit hallway, my footsteps quiet but quick. I glanced over my shoulder, not wanting to be caught, even though it was after hours at the clinic. I swept my eyes from right to left as I opened the door to one of the conference rooms and slid inside. I glanced at my phone and re-read your text “meet me in 15, usual spot”. That was 12 minutes ago. I had three minutes to get ready. I glanced out the window and watched as the last of my colleague’s cars drove away. I sighed and looked down at my navy blue scrubs. I removed my badge and set it down on the table, my portrait smiling back up at me with “Stephanie, RN” written underneath in block letters. I paced back and forth, waiting. I loved our secret meetings- a perk to working at the same clinic at your fiancé.

The door clicked behind me and I spun around as you slipped into the room, eyes darting up and down the hallway like mine did. I smiled to myself, admiring your dark hair and tall, muscular body. Our eyes met and you smiled. “Hey” I whispered as I walked over, stretching up on the tips of my toes. You leaned down to kiss my lips and circled your arms around my waist, pulling me close. “Hey babe”, your deep voice breaking the silence in the room. I leaned back and smiled, searching your face. “Is everyone gone?” I asked. “Just about” you replied. I nodded and moved my hands to gently squeeze your biceps visible under your maroon scrubs. My eyes landed on your stethoscope, still hanging around your neck. I kissed my lips to the stethoscope’s bell and said “are you going to need this?”. A coy look crossed your face. “Maybe…” you replied. You removed your badge and placed it beside mine, the words “Dr. Jacob Dundee, MD” written below your portrait. You gestured towards the conference table with a mischievous look in your eyes. I hopped up and leaned back on my elbows. I smirked at the irony of the situation. A nurse and a physician meeting at a CPR/First Aid course four years ago, which we had to attend regularly to retain our licenses. At the time we were both working in emergency medicine at the local hospital. We had been paired together as partners during that training- such basic training for medical professionals working in emergency medicine…we spent the day simulating and reviewing skills on each other. It had been impossible to not notice how hard his cock became as it was pressed into my back while he practiced the Heimlich Maneuver on me, and it was even more impossible to ignore the heady rush I got when he pulled his hands into my stomach, by back pressed against his front. That was four years ago. As we got to know each other through work we began dating, and discovered we both enjoyed resus play. Since then, we’ve enjoyed the occasional rendezvous-vous at work, the thrill of keeping those meetings secret.

Jacob walked foward slowly, appraising my body propped up on the table, a mischievous look in his eyes. He placed his one hand on my chest and the other on my shoulder, his eyes tracing my lips, over my chin and down to my chest. My breath caught in my throat at his touch and he smirked at this. “Oh Steph…take a deep breath for me…in and out, just like that, good...” I inhaled, your hand rising and falling with my chest. I closed my eyes as your hand moved to hold my left breast, squeezing it. I leaned my head back, enjoying your touch as your lips pressed to my collarbone. I sighed. “Deep breaths, Steph…come on, you know that” you taunted me. I opened my eyes and watched as your put your stethoscope in your ears, raising its bell to my chest. I gasped at the cold touch as you leaned forward, pressing the stethoscope firmly against the delicate skin of my chest. I felt my heartbeat quicken and knew you heard it too when you said, with satisfaction “I don’t know Steph, I’m having a hard time hearing your heart”. Your smouldering gaze met my eyes as your free hand crept its way down my stomach, untucking my top and slipping it into the waistband of my scrub pants. I inhaled deeply, the faint remnants of your morning cologne dancing in my nose.

“Ahh, that’s a bit better” you said as kept one hand in my pants, tracing your fingers along my panties, and the other hand moved the stethoscope around my chest. Your brow furrowed as you listened to my heart race, clearly enjoying the sensual power you had over my body at the moment. You slowly raised my arms above my head, removing your stethoscope from my chest momentarily. You lifted my scrub top to expose my abdomen and pressed your lips just above my navel. I gasped as your lips moved up my rib cage, pausing momentarily as you slipped my top off over my head, leaving me exposed with only my black bra on top. You leaned back over me, pressing your ear to my heaving chest. You glanced up at me and pushed a stray curl from my face. “Steph, your heart is beating so fast, you need to calm down” you whispered to me, knowing your words had the exact opposite effect on me. I took a deep breath as your stethoscope once again found my chest.

“Hmm…Steph, do you need CPR?” you asked me. Our eyes met and I nodded my head, unable to speak, my face flushed. You stood up and swung your leg up to meet me on the table, straddling my thighs. You placed both hands on my hips and slowly traced my rib cage, making your way up to my sternum. I breathed heavily in anticipation, a buzzing feeling filling my body. I swooned as you nestled your hands between my breasts and rocked your body into position, locking your elbows. You maintained eye contact as you gently compressed my chest, my lungs exhaling any breath left. You remained in this position and slowly released, my breastbone expanding. You did this again and raised your eyebrows. I nodded, letting you know it felt good, inviting you to compress deeper. I bit my lip and stifled a moan as your weight slowly pressed into my chest and released, synchronized with my breathing, over and over again.

We carried on like this, thrilled by the fact we had to be quick but wanting to savour the moment before going home after work. Your cock was hard; I could feel it grinding against my body through our pants. You paused to press your stethoscope once again to my chest, listening intently to my heart pounding. You grinned, pleased with what you heard. You reached for my stethoscope, putting the earpieces in my ears and pressing the bell into my chest. My heart was racing, pounding out a loud and steady beat as we listened together. I heard the blood rushing in my head as you returned to your chest compressions, once again synchronizing with my rapid breath. I closed my eyes and arched my back, trying unsuccessfully to hold back a moan. Your lips found mine as we kissed, my hands tangling in your hair.

Your hands moved from my chest to cradle my face as you pulled away. “I’m going to breathe for you” I nodded in agreement, ready. You sealed your lips over mine and exhaled, filling my lungs with your warm breath. Our lips parted and I felt the air rush out. Quickly, you sealed your lips over mine again and exhaled, my cheeks puffing out. You rocked back and returned to compressing my chest, this time with a stronger, steady pace- similar to CPR but not as intense. I felt my ribs cave and recoil under your weight, my abdomen bouncing against your thigh with each compression, my head gently bobbing side to side. I spread my arms out and gripped the edges of the conference table we are on. I felt warmth building between my legs, desperate and hungry. A heady rush engulfed me, delight and pleasure connecting our bodies with each chest compression and breathe you rewarded me with.

You stopped your compressions and once again made sure my stethoscope was in my ears and placed the bell on my chest, grabbing my hand to hold it in place so I could hear. My heartbeat filled my ears and I watched as you put your stethoscope in your ears and pressed the bell to my chest. We listened as my heart pounded and danced under our touch. Excited and satisfied, my body relaxed and I sighed a deep breath. We lay still for a few moments, savouring the sound of my heart as my breathing slowed.

You got off the table and pulled me into a sitting position, my legs dangling off the edge but not quite reaching the ground. I was still only wearing my navy blue scrub pants and black bra. You grinned at me as you stepped back and pulled off your maroon scrub top. “Okay, my turn” you said as I hopped down. “I need nurse Steph to check me over”. I smiled with anticipation as my eyes traced Jacob’s strong body, my eyes lingering on his chest. It was craving my touch.

I grabbed my stethoscope and pushed you onto your back and straddled your legs. “Nurse Stephanie is here” I said. “Try and breath normally, Jacob” I teased as I pressed my stethoscope’s bell to your chest “I’m going to listen to your heart, you look a little stressed…”

The perks of working with your fiancé.

[nelkcats]

Hood Assistant

Prompt Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Next Ao3

Part 4

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Hate is born from fear, and rebellion from curiosity, so what is love born from?

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Jonathan Crane wasn't always a clinically insane villain, or that's what he tells himself inside his cell; he was a brilliant scientist, and everything was going perfectly until the conflict of morality entered his practices.

It was just a couple of people, there are millions of them. Crane saw no problem in subjecting his own co-workers to his new invention "fear gas" and it was a success! for a few minutes at least; and then he was accused of so many absurd things that he can't be bothered to try to remember.

The worst part was not that, but the thousands of eyes that always watched him from the window, reddish eyes judging the center of his soul, those damn feathered creatures that mocked him, since he was a child he could remember the flying rats circling around him, he hated them!

Always there, always watching, judging, judging, judging, yelling loudly, laughing at him, Crane had had enough; even when "Scarecrow" was born he tried to drive them away, that was the whole purpose of the damn body protection, the research suit of him, but even during his last fight with batman they were there. The "Robins" themselves caused him dislike because they alluded to those flying monsters.

Finally he could get rid of them, he had decided to share his research to the world by testing it on humans in the past, when he still cared about general opinion; That was apparently disapproved, however if he got rid of the airborne pests it should be better right?

"I am a genius!" Crane exclaimed between laughs as he walked through the desolate streets of Crime Alley, his escape was not difficult at all, there were as many corrupt guards in Arkham as there were in the police, only one of his men got the job and before anyone knew it he was free.

He had made up his mind, if he could combine his research and get rid of those flying beasts it would all be worth it, literally two birds with one stone! a little infection in the legs of one of them and not even Batman could stop him.

"I have to get close to those things, though," Scarecrow muttered in disgust, watching the crows watching him from the telephone wires, "I suppose sacrifices must be made for human progress."

From the top of a telephone tower, a light-eyed crow watched the villain curiously, flapping its wings and following him through the streets. It was normal since he wasn't an adult yet so most things made him curious, a few days ago he had followed a bright red helmet and he fed him, he assumed it would be the same situation.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice," the crow exclaimed, echoing Crane's words, albeit in a slightly broken way.

"That's right, sacrifices" although he was reluctant to agree, Scarecrow nodded "now where was my safe house? I had one around here"

With easy steps, not caring too much about the fact that he was a fugitive at the time, Crane headed toward a mostly abandoned apartment complex, he recalled setting up a safe house on the spot.

"Here it is!"

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"Ugh, Cujo turn off the alarm," Danny muttered, tiredly rolling over on his bed, and trying to put a pillow over his ears.

Failing to accomplish his task, he gave up and removed the pillow, getting up and trying to open his eyes to focus on his surroundings. Even though it was mostly dark in his room, ghost powers were quite useful when it came to night vision.

"Johnny what the hell are you doing here?" The half questioned seeing not only Cujo sleeping next to him but also a blond ghost glowing like a radioactive pit in the middle of his room. He wondered if he was watching him sleep but ended up dismissing the thought, Johnny would get bored doing that.

"I came to notify you and this is how you pay me?" the ghost asked, offended, he'd hung up on his late night call with Kitty and all.

"Notify me what?" The doubtful boy questioned as he petted the ghost dog, which instead of waking up just rolled to the side reluctantly "and how did Cujo not wake up with all that noise? Did you set an alarm?"

"No, it's all over the city" Johnny sighed, although he didn't need sleep he liked to "Something about a place called Arc Ham, an escape, I didn't quite understand what they were talking about"

"Uh, I don't know what they mean either" the halfa frowned and checked his phone, it was 4:42 in the morning and he had an unread message.

Early Meeting - Jason

Johnny moved closer to read because privacy in the apartment was apparently optional, or so Danny thought wearily.

"Oh, he wants to see you early? More time for you to fantasize about your life together and your future cat" the blond scoffed.

"Shut up Johnny, I still have to ask Hood about his relationship, I'm not breaking up a couple" Danny said resignedly, he really needed to confirm that.

Deciding that it wasn't really possible for him to go back to sleep he stretched and yawned, maybe it would be a good start to his day early.

"Let's go have breakfast, it's going to be 5 o'clock anyway and I don't think we'll sleep with all that noise" he commented leaving his room and going to the living room of the apartment, to be part of an abandoned building in one of the worst places from the city it was quite spacious; Of course, both Technus and Danny made some improvements, avoiding touching the strange room in the back.

"Sure Hun, I could use some ecto" the ghost followed him, letting the pup sleep for a bit longer.

When they turned on the kitchen lights, something began to knock on the door. It seemed that they were trying to open it, the ghost and the halfa looked at each other doubtfully.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice!" The voice of a crow was heard outside.

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"What do you mean Scarecrow escaped from Arkham, Replacement?" Jason questioned with annoyance as he walked through his apartment, a couple of hours ago he had finished his rounds on Crime Alley and it turns out that he couldn't sleep because he had a crazy person on his streets.

"Yes, he is in your territory so we decided not to interfere until we told you first" Tim said, his relationship with his older brother was strained at best.

"Don't you dare invade, I'll take care of him." Jason frowned, he didn't need the whole gang in his house.

"It'd be safer if we could go now, Little Wing-" Dick tried to reason.

"No, I'll take care of him" Jason stated again.

"Fine, but let us know if you need backup" Dick sighed, there was no reasoning with his little brother when he was like that, he was too stubborn.

"It's too early anyway, he's probably hiding, Crane is dramatic enough to wait until dark." Jason sighed reluctantly, waving goodbye and disconnecting the communications.

"It's better if I gather the gang earlier, don't you think, beautiful?" He questioned bending down and stroking Dog's head affectionately, although at first he was going to leave the pitbull at a shelter, he had grown fond of her.

Deciding that this was the best course of action he sent a message to all the "Hoodlins" or whatever they decided to call themselves that week for an earlier meeting. It was better to coordinate a delivery of gas masks in the community, for any mishap. Just in case Crane decided to go even crazier than usual.

"At least they didn't ask about the helmet" he hummed uncertainly, technically there was nothing wrong, but after a confrontation with a gang and some baseball bats it ended up being dented, his communications were pretty affected.

He could quickly repair it in the Batcave but he refused to set foot in the place before the weekly meeting Alfred forced them to attend. He decided to check it out in the afternoon, he was pretending to be just "Jason" and could claim that the Hood was looking for Crane, which wasn't a lie.

In the worst case he would call Babs to alert the bats if he ran into Scarecrow while he was camouflaging himself as a "civilian", he hated being rescued but it was unlikely to happen.

He couldn't be that unlucky, right?

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"Uh, I wonder if it's the owners calling," Danny muttered under his breath as the door kept swinging.

Deciding to ignore the strange phenomenon for now (what could happen to them? They were already dead) he passed a container of ecto to Johnny while he poured himself a coffee, with radioactive green foam of course.

"Didn't food used to come alive when you did that?" questioned the ghost looking at the coffee uncertainly, he had fought alive hot dogs before and didn't find it a fun experience.

"Not in such small quantities, my parents had a full fridge; it's like comparing putting a drop of acid in water with putting a drop of water in acid" the halfa commented nonchalantly, all of his ectoplasm was arranged to isolate itself from food and being properly protected, the radiation was basically nil.

"Right." Johnny internally wondered if no one had called child protection or OSHA, but looking at the boy who was literally a foot from the grave he figured it was too late.

The ghost decided that it was better to change the subject before going into an existential crisis about his friend/ex/roommate with little sense of survival and unsafe home, Danny was not a Fenton anymore after all. Luckily he remembered an important question that Kitty had asked him earlier.

"Hey Danny, if you didn't have money to pay for an apartment when you got here, how did you get this place?" Johnny questioned curiously as the thought came to his mind again, he remembered the halfa complaining about it, and Kitty was curious too.

Danny didn't answer and just looked away, which made the blonde suspicious.

"Danny?" he asked again

"Maybe there was an empty apartment in good condition and I just...occupied it" the halfa replied, drinking his coffee and trying to get out of the conversation.

"DID YOU STEAL AN APARTMENT?" The ghost exclaimed in surprise.

"Well, it's not stealing if no one is claiming it" the boy defended himself.

"Weren't you supposed to be the hero?" Johnny questioned in dismay.

 "No, I'm retired," Danny shrugged.

Johnny looked at the boy again, trying to connect the current image with the teenage hero he remembered, guessing he had simply slipped more to the gray side of things.

Was it his fault? He questioned himself for a few seconds before remembering all the boy's influences in his life and denying, no, Danny definitely had worse examples.

"Actually there is a room that we decided not to check for that reason, it felt weird" commented the halfa looking at the end of the corridor "Technus said it was creepy and I left it alone"

"Aren't you curious what can scare even a ghost?" The blond asked, now he wanted to explore the room.

"No Johnny, leave the place alone" Danny dismissed the comment.

"Oh come on, you can't just say there's a secret and unexplored room and forbid it" the ghost frowned, maybe he was getting carried away by the same influence of rebellion that had led him to die but he didn't care.

"I'm literally Schrödinger's cat, I don't want to be the cat that dies of curiosity too, the next thing we know I'll grow cat ears" the halfa denied, what works, works.

"Coward" the blond frowned annoyed.

"Fine, you can search the room but it will be at your own risk, okay? You have to face the consequences if something happens" Danny resigned himself to letting Johnny discover whatever was in there, he didn't care so much but maybe it would be nice to know .

"Cool!" The ghost lit up like a Christmas tree and floated to the mysterious door, opening it.

The room was quite strange, it looked like a study full of chemicals and various things, there were multiple glass bottles bubbling and had formulas on the walls; the final result, if the annotations could be trusted, it looked like some kind of spray, the ghost approached the container with curiosity. It was obvious that the place hadn't been used in a while, but someone had left a job unfinished.

"Uh, it looks like some kind of gas, I think this was a mad scientist's house" Johnny commented uncertainly as he sprayed some gas, it didn't seem to do anything, but to be fair he didn't really need to breathe, and there was no way it would affect his skin if it wasn't meant for ectoplasm.

"A gas?" Danny peeked down the hall, seeing the chem lab Johnny was in, he supposed it was ironic moving from a house with a lab in the basement to an apartment with a lab down the hall.

"Yeah, there's a trap door here, so there must be more, maybe even a basement" the ghost commented curiously, it was obvious what he planned to explore next "the gas doesn't do anything though"

"It's probably meant for humans, you don't breathe so it doesn't affect you" the halfa theorized more than determined to get away from the lab if Johnny was spraying dangerous substances all over the place.

"I guess" The ghost agreed, he was about to open the hatch when he heard the front door give way; he left the laboratory alarmed and closed the door, he could see the place when someone was not invading his temporary haunt.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice!" was heard again.

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"Damn, the door is locked" after twenty minutes of pushing the apartment door Scarecrow was starting to get annoyed, he knew the place was old but this was just ridiculous.

To top it off, the number of crows that were watching him had increased, what was the point of the disguise if they were going to follow him like lost ducklings?

"Get out, get out, get out" he tried to push them away, it probably looked ridiculous, considering that the little annoyances flapped their wings and came closer, he could see in their eyes how they were judging him again, it was frustrating.

"Get out, get out, get out" the crows repeated together.

Crane's anger was building, were the damn birds kicking him out? He couldn't believe the nerve of the things, he really needed to get rid of them as soon as possible. If only the bloody door would give way.

"Shut up!" He exclaimed in annoyance, although he knew that wouldn't work.

"Shut up, shut up" repeated the crows with joy, they really were very intelligent.

Deciding to ignore the creatures he turned his attention to the door again; after all his attempts the damn thing had opened and he could access his safe house.

"Finally!" Scarecrow smiled, he just needed a few minutes in his lab and everything would be solved.

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Shadow wasn't very forthcoming, unlike most concept-born ghosts who expressed their opinions freely, they preferred hiding; They could understand that most of their acquaintances had thought they were just part of Johnny and honestly they didn't care. Because as stupid as it sounds bad luck marveled at love, and he learned the most important thing: to spend your existence learning by your Soulmate's side, protecting and caring for them was worth it.

And maybe it was true, that nothing and no one was immune to falling in love, platonic or romantic; and as is well known, everyone does stupid things for love.

So, you can understand why as soon as Shadow felt danger near their haunt, they decided to check the surroundings; Johnny would probably wake up soon but it was more important to ensure the safety of his light. Their obsession might not be protection like the halfa's, but they were going to vanish before leaving the blond unprotected against an unknown threat.

They found it curious to see a man in a strange costume on the streets. At first they thought it was a ghost but they couldn't feel any ectoplasm inside him. Curiously, they hid within the nearby shadows. It was probably for that reason that the strange term attracted many crows, it was said that they were the symbol of bad luck and they honestly liked them.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice" sang one of the younger crows approaching, Shadow couldn't help but get out of the shadows and approach the little thing, instead of moving away the crow flew towards them and snuggled into their arms, or what was supposed to be their arms.

The disguised stranger continued to walk away, the crows that had surrounded them at the beginning seemed to take more interest in the disguise and decided to follow him. That was probably better, the human was talking to himself, which could teach the birds more, after all Shadow preferred not to talk at all.

Seeing that there was no more danger, they decided to go back to their haunt companions, the weird guy followed by crows didn't seem like a threat so they could go back to Johnny and make sure the surroundings were safe again. With the goal in mind they walked away with the raven in their arms.

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"Shadow?" questioned Johnny curiously seeing his partner at the door, his thoughts about the strange lab almost forgotten, "what do you have there?"

"Sacrifice! Sacrifice!" exclaimed the crow in the ghost's arms, flying around the apartment.

"Oh no, no, no, no, no more pets in this apartment" Danny immediately shook his head upon seeing the little bird singing "much less sadistic pets"

"The only pet we have here is Cujo" Johnny claimed, offended.

Danny decided not to mention that taking care of both Johnny and Shadow was equivalent to taking care of two more pets, because they required almost the same as Cujo: food and attention. Well, more Johnny, Shadow was pretty quiet and didn't demand anything.

"Uhu, we're not adopting a crow." Danny rolled his eyes at the pleading eyes of both ghosts.

“Crow! Crow!” Exclaimed the excited crow.

"But he's so smart, and he's a quick learner" the blonde said "Let's not adopt him, just let him stay around often, please?"

"Please, please!" It seemed that the crow itself was begging, so the halfa sighed.

"Fine, we'll let him go, but he can climb out the window if he chooses and we'll feed him." Danny said, it was obvious he was going to have another pet to take care of.

"Excellent!" Johnny looked at Shadow expectantly, Shadow simply nodded, clapping their hands and hugged the blond before merging back to their original place "Shadow agrees too"

“Gree, Gree" the crow was learning too many words and sounds.

"You're a very smart crow aren't you?" Danny called the bird that had landed on his head "I'll call you Poe."

"Poe! Poe!" The crow moved over his head and flew to his shoulder.

"Fine, but I have to go to work in a few minutes anyway, Johnny don't wake Cujo up, and if anything happens call me okay?" The halfa couldn't help but go to get ready for work, probably a little better than he should.

"The Twinkcito is lost" Johnny laughed as he sat down next to the crow that was now perched on the sofa "I'm sure he dressed up too much to go see Jay"

"Twi!Twi!cito!" Poe tried to get the word out.

"Yes, Twinkcito head over heels in love," Johnny encouraged him.

"Love love!" Poe exclaimed proudly.

When Danny ran out of the apartment, after spending too much time considering what he should wear, Johnny decided not to comment on how his little visitor had followed him.

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"Sorry, am I too late?" Danny hurried to meet Jason at the right place, he had come running because it took him too long to decide what to wear, which was a little ridiculous when he ended up wearing the same jacket Johnny gave him in reverse.

"No, you're just in time, I was going to make the announcement" Jason smiled a little relieved, he had been scared that some of his men were missing "Okay, listen up"

He raised his voice to get the attention of most of the people gathered, although it didn't have as much effect as the moment a crow landed on his head, Jason looked at him strangely, but decided to ignore it as Danny waved the crow off.

"Scarecrow escaped last night" Jason continued, grunts were heard from the crowd "yeah, I'm not excited either, but we'll spend today handing out gas masks around Crime Alley, okay?"

After a general agreement he turned to Danny who was looking at the crow in a panic "Are you okay?"

"Ah, yes, perfectly, yes" the halfa replied a little upset.

"Twinkcito! Twinkcito!" Poe exclaimed happily.

"Johnny" Danny growled as he heard the crow.

"I suppose it's yours?" Jason chuckled but tried to cover it up by coughing, which didn't have much of an effect when Danny saw his betrayal.

"It's not mine, my roommate brought it and he's been following us but I thought he'd leave as soon as I got out of the apartment" the boy sighed.

"I guess he's taken a liking to you, what do you think about joining us today buddy?" Jason questioned patting the crow's head, though he wondered if he should look up more about that Johnny.

"Love! Love!" The crow exclaimed excited.

They both stared at the crow's words for a few seconds, Danny was the first to look away embarrassed, he was going to find out how to kill Johnny twice. One word shouldn't cause you to instinctively look at someone damn it.

"Right." Jason cleared his throat and led Danny over to the gas masks he had collected for these occasions, most of the goons were grabbing their own bag but since he was technically still a suspect, and fairly new, he had decided to join the boy for the task.

The morning passed quickly as Danny followed Jason carrying a bag of the masks that they were handing out together through Crime Alley. In general it seemed that Jay was focusing on the children, it was common for them to change places so he was worried that his companions would not reach them in time. The crow had moved away a while ago.

Danny greeted the kids who had arrived last time and they asked when he would be back at the soup kitchen.

"Well, I don't eat much, but if it's for work, probably next week" the halfa admitted.

Both Jason and the children looked at him uncertainly. Jason wondered if he should raise his pay since he hadn't given him any money yet, so maybe he didn't have food; or whether he should prepare refreshments for him. The children were more direct.

"Don't you eat much? Don't you have food at home?" A surprised girl questioned.

"Yes, I have food, although today I only had coffee for breakfast" Danny shrugged "my friend makes sure I eat something during the day, I usually forget about it"

Jason frowned at the answer, so the problem wasn't money.

"You're going to have breakfast with me on the days we work together" the vigilante pointed out, probably more demanding than he intended.

"Huh? Okay" Danny blushed, thinking that Jay had indirectly asked him out "Won't Hood have a problem with that?"

"Why would he?" Jason looked at Danny doubtfully. "I'm pretty sure he'll feed you as soon as I mention it to him."

The children looked at each other and after a quick conversation where Danny assured that he was not starving, they said goodbye. Each one with a mask in hand and a new tidbit about "Jay, the new guy and Hood"

After a while of distributing the masks Danny decided to ask.

"Jay, what's a Scarecrow?"

"Right, you're new to Gotham" Jason reminded "he's a recurring villain, he likes to scare people with fear gas"

"Oh" Danny remembered the lab at home "green gas?"

"Not necessarily, I really don't know what color it will be as he updates the formula." Jason was pretty sure Crane preferred purple for some reason.

"And by any chance he wears a Scarecrow mask and dresses weird?" Danny questioned looking across the street in a bit of a panic.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Jason asked curiously.

"Sacrifice! Sacrifice!" The crow flapping in front of them in a panic, Jason noticed that Danny was reaching into the bag.

It was at that moment that a building exploded behind him and Jason could hear Crane's characteristic laugh from across the street. He was relieved that he hadn't noticed them until Scarecrow fixed his gaze on the crow near them.

"Finally, I will get rid of those monsters and fear will rule all of Gotham!" Crane exclaimed with glee, laughing as the gas began to spread out down the street.

Jason cursed his luck, the only day the mad scientist had preferred to attack in the middle of the damn afternoon and he didn't have his weapons or his helmet with him "Danny you have to get out of here"

"No" Danny continued searching, but at the end of the bag he could only find a mask "you have to get out of here and gather the others"

Jason fixed his gaze on the approaching gas, Crane closing in on them too fast, driven to get rid of the crow next to them.

"Danny, the masks" Jason was cursing, he had to be stuck as a civilian.

"There's only one left" the halfa murmured worriedly.

Before Jason could say anything else, the gas was beginning to spread until almost reaching his face, he turned to Danny in a panic when he felt a weight on his nose.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? You've never faced fear gas before, you have no resistance!" Jason exclaimed in concern, trying to remove Danny's hands from his face where he had put the only gas mask on.

No matter how hard he tried to struggle, the boy had more strength than he appeared. Jason didn't have time for pretty boys with a hero complex, it was too dangerous.

"Love! Love!" The crow exclaimed in panic, rising to where the gas was not reaching.

"Yeah, I'm probably being an idiot, I know." Danny was aware of that, he didn't know how his own unique physiology would react to the gas, but he could handle Frighty's dimension, and if anything happened he would at least know that Jay would be safe. His core couldn't bear to leave someone in danger, much less someone he likes.

"Now is not the time to be a hero!" Jason complained angrily when the boy adjusted the mask on his face, he could see Danny being surrounded by the damn gas.

"I'm not a hero Jay" Danny denied, it had been a long time since he was one, he swallowed looking around, not knowing what to expect "But I know some people are worth going crazy for"

Was he being a hopeless romantic? Yeah; logically he knew he could have gotten rid of the effects another time where he was paying more attention, there were many solutions: not breathing, surrendering to his ghost form, becoming intangible, but as he had mentioned earlier, he was a fool; he could feel his head start to cloud over, he had gasped in reflex panic, he was scared of not finding a mask for Jay and he forgot about himself, it was too late.

"Damn," Jason growled as he pressed the button that called Oracle, he held Danny close to his body as he saw him start to tremble "fuck, fuck."

"Jason? What's wrong?" Barbara's voice sounded shaken, it was early for anyone in the family to call, and Jason calling was rare.

"Crane, I'm engaged, tell the bats to hurry up or I swear I'll shoot him in the head" he said annoyed "he's not paying attention to me but I'm in front of him, I'll hide in a nearby alley, tell them to hurry up fucking immediately"

Oracle hastened to call the bats tracking his current location as Jason walked off into one of the nearby alleys, leading a trembling Danny along with him.

"You're an idiot" he murmured sadly, hugging the boy; he held him when the boy couldn't stand up and began to mutter in panic.

He knew there wasn't much he could do, he had a gun hidden in his thigh but if he killed Crane he would have another argument with B, and he was honestly not in the mood, he didn't want to leave Danny alone either.

"They better hurry up, damn it" even though he knew there was no point getting upset, he couldn't help it, he was aware that it would take a while for the bats to even process an antidote for Scarecrow's new formula.

"No wait, don't leave me alone" Danny stirred where he was still nestled in his arms, Jason stroked his back lovingly.

"Shh, its okay, you're not alone, I'm here" the vigilante knew it was useless, most of the victims of the fear gas were not aware of their surroundings, but he needed to do something to console the stupid man who decided to jump into an unknown danger for him, who did not think twice before deciding that he was worth it.

"You make it very difficult to suspect you, you know?" Jason sighed "I think I grew fond of you too, Doll."

And really, this guy was unfair, how could Jason resist falling for this asshole?

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Aaand tag time, sorry for all the wait, honestly it was a bit of a difficult week but I wasn't going to let the week go by without an update so here we are, I hope you liked it (Hi Nixxie), I don't know how I keep accidentally making my chapters bigger but hey, I was really excited to write this scene and here we are, I hope this story doesn't go too fast for you, tell me your theories about the lab or anything else haha

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Don't Leave Me Alone: Sebastian Castellanos x Infected!Reader

Contains: Talk of infection, gunshots, trauma, gunshot wounds, and death

It was agonizing seeing you like this. He hadn’t really thought much about it until reality finally smacked him right across the face with a brutal wake-up call.

You were turning.

Despite being infected way after he had been, it was rampaging through your system far faster. As the hours passed by like dripping honey, it became evident that you were starting to turn into one of the infected.

Would it be selfish if he didn’t put you out of your misery?

He’s thought about it multiple times, just ending it for you when it looked like you were either about to turn or drop dead from a quick expiration. He would make it quick: A magnum shot to the back of your head…

If he had the balls.

You looked horribly exhausted. Dark circles around your eyes, it looked like the bags under your reddened eyes had started to sink in. Your cheeks were starting to look a little hollow and you had lost all color and life. He could see the veins sticking out on your body, thick lines protruding from your dirtied skin. They were horribly dark, whatever this fucking virus was had been coursing through you quickly.

You were starting to slow down too. You weren’t able to keep pace with the detective let alone hold up your gun properly to give him much cover fire at a time.

But something still told him to just hold out a little longer. Something inside of his head told him that there was a cure somewhere in this fucked up world. God, he hoped so. Just the occasional glance over his shoulder back to you had his gut churning with sorrow. The way you looked up at him with those eyes, they reminded him of a sick and old dog that needed to be put down. It reminded him of his own dog from years ago.

But you weren’t a dog and he wasn’t a fresh recruit right out of the police academy.

Even now as you both duck into an abandoned clinic, he still held onto some small scrap of hope that you would live. Sebastian barred the door as best as he could as he heard you limp off somewhere behind the counter. He peered through a crack in the door out to the ruined street, his exhausted hazel eyes locking onto a few infected people stumbling around aimlessly in the street, his shoulders dropping in relief knowing that you both were safe for now.

He heard the rattling of pill containers somewhere deeper inside of the clinic. You had been trying to treat the virus with any and all over-the-counter medication. It helped at first, especially any painkillers you found, with staving off headaches and lowering your fever. But now, it’s not doing shit. Hopefully, this clinic wasn’t a waste of time.

He heard you opening drawers and rattling around more pill bottles before he heard you coughing suddenly. It sounded both dry and wet at the same time, horribly painful and hacking. It sounded like you were trying to cough up something before he heard you gag.

He stepped away from the door and rounded the desk of the clinic to find you in the supply room. There were a few small bottles of pills on the dirty countertop and even a needle freshly peeled from its plastic wrapping. You were braced over the sink, hands gripping onto the counter for dear life, your ribs cutting into the hard surface as you pressed your weight against it to keep yourself up. Your legs were absolutely trembling as if they would give at any minute. There were a few white pills that had fallen to the floor, scattered around your feet as you heaved into the sink.

“(Y/n),” he called out as a warning.

He didn’t draw his magnum yet. He didn’t want to stomp out what remained of his hope.

You didn’t respond, you just continued to gag and make horrible noises with your back to him.

“(Y/n), talk to me,” his voice was starting to shake.

‘Don’t make me do this, (Y/n),’ he thought to himself.

His hands trembled as he slowly removed his magnum from his holster. Your shoulders rolled back one after another, your head dipped low as you spat up something horrible into the sink. Some of it had splattered onto the tiled backsplash in front of you; Blood, dark and thick as it dribbled down.

Regret started to sink into his soul. It latched onto him by the shoulders like he was being impaled and tried to make him crumble to his feet.

“(Y/n),” his voice was starting to waver, “look at me.”

‘Please don’t make me kill you.’

A horrifying noise bellowed out of you, solidifying your fate. It hit Sebastian like a ton of bricks knowing that he would have to do something he really did not want to do. The magnum felt so heavy in his hand.

‘Don’t you dare do this.’

You slowly raised your head but didn’t look at him. Just from where he stood, he could tell you had started to fully turn. He could barely see the side of your eye, now cloudy like the rest of the infected that wander what remains of Krimson City. You didn’t look at him still.

“(Y/n), I said look at me.”

‘Don’t leave me.’

Don’t leave him like Joseph and Kidman did. Don’t leave him with nobody else to trust in this fucked up world.

He raised his magnum until the nose of the gun was pointing directly at the back of your skull. It was leveled perfectly for if you turn around so the bullet would go directly between your eyes. He fucked up with Joseph, he wasn’t going to fuck up with you. He already drew this out longer than he should of. He wasn’t anymore of a monster than the ones that roam the streets for what he refused to do to you.

“(Y/n), please,” he begged with his chest.

‘Don’t leave me alone.’

Tears burned at his eyes, a few spilling over and down his cheeks. He was terrified; Terrified of facing the rest of this bullshit alone. He needed you. He couldn’t stand the thought of doing this without you.

You slowly turned, but it wasn’t you anymore, now was it? Sebastian felt a stab in his chest at the sight of your face, an emotion he couldn’t read from the blurring of his vision. What did know was that you were going to kill him if he didn’t put you down, the vicious clicking that came from your throat was a pretty good indicator.

You wound back, but before you could launch yourself at him, he fired a singular round.

He felt the air leave his body as your body slumped to the ground, lifeless.

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Cleanse: The First Step to Radiance

The foundation of any effective skincare routine is cleansing. Before heading to bed, ensure your face is free from makeup, dirt, and pollutants that have accumulated throughout the day. Opt for a gentle cleanser suitable for your skin type. Gently massage it onto your face using circular motions, focusing on areas prone to oiliness or dryness. Rinse thoroughly with lukewarm water to preserve essential oils.

Recommendations:

Aprilskin Carrotene IPMP™ Hydromelt Cleansing Balm

JUNO & Co. Clean 10 Cleansing Balm 10 Ingredients Makeup Remover 

La Roche-Posay Toleriane Purifying Foaming Facial Cleanser

Exfoliate: Unveiling a Fresh Canvas

Exfoliation is essential but limit it to 2-3 times a week to avoid overdoing it. A gentle exfoliant will remove dead skin cells, unclog pores, and enhance the absorption of your skincare products. Look for products with natural exfoliants like jojoba beads or alpha-hydroxy acids (AHAs).

Recommendations:

SkinMedica AHA/BHA Exfoliating Cleanser 

Dermalogica Daily Microfoliant - Exfoliator

Paulas Choice--SKIN PERFECTING 2% BHA Liquid Salicylic Acid Exfoliant

Tone: Balancing the pH

After cleansing and exfoliating, toning comes into play. A toner helps balance the skin's pH levels and prepares it for better absorption of serums and moisturizers. Choose alcohol-free toners with soothing ingredients like rose water, chamomile, or witch hazel.

Recommendations:

PCA SKIN Nutrient Face Toner

THAYERS Alcohol-Free, Hydrating Lavender Witch Hazel Facial Toner

SOME BY MI AHA BHA PHA 30 Days Miracle Toner

Serum: Targeted Treatments

Serums are packed with potent ingredients that target specific skin concerns. Whether it's fine lines, hyperpigmentation, or dehydration, serums offer a concentrated boost of active ingredients. Gently apply a small amount to your face and neck, letting the serum work its magic overnight.

Recommendations:

COSRX Snail Mucin 96% Power Repairing Essence

Paula's Choice CLINICAL 1% Retinol Treatment

Derma ProGenix Advanced Anti-Aging Skin Care Serum

Eye Cream: Soothing and Refreshing

The delicate skin around the eyes requires special attention. Apply a nourishing eye cream to help reduce puffiness, dark circles, and fine lines. Use your ring finger to dab a pea-sized amount around the orbital bone gently.

Recommendations:

IMAGE Skincare, VITAL C Hydrating Eye Recovery Gel

Dongyu 5% Caffeine Eye Serum and Under Eye Roller Cream

QOI Dark Circle Eliminator

Hydrate: Locking in Moisture

Moisturizing is crucial to keep your skin hydrated and plump. Select a night cream or moisturizer that suits your skin type, whether it's gel-based for oily skin or thicker for dry skin. Massage it into your skin using upward strokes to promote better circulation.

Recommendations:

COSRX Snail Mucin 92% Moisturizer

Dermalogica Intensive Moisture Balance

PCA SKIN Collagen Hydrator Night Cream

Lip Care: Soft and Supple Lips

Don't forget to show your lips some love! Apply a nourishing lip balm or treatment to keep your lips soft and supple throughout the night.

Recommendation:

LANEIGE Lip Sleeping Mask

Overnight Mask or Face Oil: Nourishing and Repairing

For an extra boost of nourishment, consider using an overnight mask or face oil. These products provide intense hydration and repair your skin as you sleep, waking up to a fresh and revitalized complexion.

Hands and Feet: Extending Skincare Love

If you have a few extra minutes, pamper your hands and feet as well. Moisturize them with a rich cream and put on cotton gloves and socks before sleep, allowing the products to deeply penetrate and hydrate the skin.

Recommendations:

Paula's Choice Radiance Renewal Night Mask

LANEIGE Water Sleeping Mask

Beauty Sleep: The Ultimate Secret

Finally, the most essential part of any nighttime skincare routine is a good night's sleep. Aim for 7-9 hours of uninterrupted rest to give your skin and body the time they need to repair and rejuvenate.

Remember, Consistency is Key!

The true magic of any skincare routine lies in consistency. Don't expect overnight miracles; instead, practice this easy nighttime skincare routine regularly and patiently, and you'll soon notice a radiant and healthy complexion that makes the effort entirely worthwhile.

So, go ahead and treat yourself to a little nightly skincare ritual – your skin will thank you for it!

P.S Highlighted are my personal favs

[chronicbeans]

Circles (The Heilwald Loophole x GN Reader) Part 1

It's our boy!

TW: Trypanophobia (needles), Anesthesia, Being Chased, Hospital Setting/Doctors

You feel yourself tense up as you look at the man in front of you. He isn't necessarily towering over you in height or covered in hulking muscles or anything. He just has this... aura around him. His brown eyes are staring directly at you, seeming to ignore the New Yorker hiding behind you. His dark hair is neatly slicked back, matching his posture good, but his face holds a sour look to it.

"What are you two doing back here? This place is off limits, especially for the likes of you two!" He looks between the both of you for a moment, and just as you were about to explain yourself, his eyes widen. He continues before you can get a word out. "Oh, is everything alright? You look... So pale..."

Jackson opens his mouth, leaning out from behind you to look at him. "I... I'm fine-" "Yeah, sweating like crazy, too!" The man cuts him off, disregarding his small comment about being fine. "Tell you what, follow me to my office; I'll see what I can do for you two."

He begins walking away, to what you can only assume is his office. You quickly grab Jackson's hand and follow the strange man, not wanting to upset this very... eerie person you just met. He seems to be in a hurry.

You feel the atmosphere growing tense, so you try to lighten it up by introducing yourself. "Umm... thank you for helping us, Herr. My name is (Y/N) (L/N). This man with me is Jackson... Jackson, what's your last name?" "Donner." "Jackson Donner. What's your name?"

He doesn't look back to either of you as he responds. Staring straight ahead as he keeps walking, he gives an insightful reply. "It is only my job. My name is Dr. Randolph." At least you have more evidence of this place being a hospital or clinic. If there are doctors here, it would only make sense for this place to be a hospital or clinic. You just hope you can figure out what exactly is going on!

Soon enough, the three of you are in a relatively small office. There's an odd painting on the wall, a desk, some filing cabinets... it seems pretty empty, but you aren't one to judge. You look around for a seat to sit in, only to hear Dr. Randolph say "Please, don't have a seat." You shrug your shoulders, peeking over to check on Jackson. He is practically shaking, possibly from anxiety, as he fumbles with the hem of his patient gown.

"Look... to be frank, I don't know either of you. I haven't seen either of you anywhere near this ward." Dr. Randolph begins. He pauses, thinking. You start to feel as though something terrible is going to happen. You can see that Jackson has the same feeling, as he takes a small step back and behind you, hiding again. Dr. Randolph continues, his tone slowly changing to something much darker. "I guess there is only one thing I can do for you two..."

His eyes widen, a wide grin splitting across his face as he excitedly announces "I'm now going to remove your livers!"

As if on an autopilot, you bolt out of the room. It's too late when you remember Jackson, as when you look behind you, you hear him let out a shout as he is pinned to the floor by the mad doctor. Within an instant, he is sedated and dragged into another room. You can't go back to help him, now, since you know that Dr. Randolph would probably take the opportunity to catch you, too.

You feel horrible, but silently hope that he is alright, at least, or that Dr. Randolph won't perform his surgery until he catches you, too. If you can find a way to take down Dr. Randolph before that happens, Jackson should be alright. A little shaken, yes, but alright. If just ONE staff member here is so... deranged, then who knows about the rest? You just want to help the one sane man you know here, so far.

Using the small amount of time that Dr. Randolph is distracted, you quickly look around the area. Opening doors, inspecting papers and boxes... you search for anything that can help you. However, you must admit... you have never been the best at finding things. Especially when you don't know what exactly it is that you are looking for. Something as vague as "something that can help you" doesn't bring up any specific object to search for, like a pen or chair.

Your know your headstart has run out once you hear a door open somewhere nearby, followed by footsteps. They are much slower than you expected, as if he is walking calmly while searching for you. You would've expected him to sprint throughout the area in a frantic attempt to catch you rather than act so calm about the situation.

You decide to risk it, not wanting to get cornered, and peek down the hallway you heard the door opening from. Luckily, he is walking away from you, his hands seemingly in his pockets, possibly gripping a syringe with your name written on it. You take a deep breath, crouching down and slowly making your way down the hall behind him. Before he can turn around, you duck into a doorway and search the room.

You shower through the papers in this office's cabinets, peek under the desk, look at the painting, and even pick up the potted plant to look under it. You are desperate, at this point, knowing that he could enter the room at any moment. You have no plans, still, other than find a way to stop him. A plan as general as that will do you no good, you know, so you need to find SOMETHING to help you make a better one! But nothing here seems to be useful. Why is this hospital ward so empty but so crowded at the same time?

You must have made a lot more noise than you realized, because it doesn't take long for Dr. Randolph to block the doorway. In an ironic twist, your attempt to not get cornered has only led to that exact situation happening. He lunges towards you as you decide to pick up the small chair to shield yourself, only for it to be wrenched from your arms in an instant. Next thing you know, he's tackled you to the floor, winding you, before jabbing a needle deep into your neck. The last thing you see before your vision goes black is the crazed look in his brown eyes.

You awaken in a small room. The walls and floor match that of the hospital ward you were just in, with a small window allowing light into the room. Oddly enough, you can't see what it looks like outside. A loud sound, much like the crunching of paper, fills your ears. Looking to your right, you see a paper on the bedside table, alongside another bed with Jackson sitting on it.

His eyes widen once he sees you. Then, his face forms an innocently happy expression, complete with a goofy grin. "(Y/N)! You... You're here! I was so scared! I just... Woke up here. You weren't here and I was too scared to go out alone, so I stayed put. I did try the door, though, but it was locked..." His face slowly drains of color, before he says "You just... Kinda popped into existence. I didn't see Dr. Randolph or anybody take you in here. You just... formed out of thin air! I assume he must have gotten to you too, right?"

You sit up in bed, rubbing your head. "Yeah. He cornered me in an office. Then I woke up here. Did you read that paper, by any chance?" He shakes his head. You tentatively pick it up, reading it aloud. "The Heilwald Klinikum welcomes Joseph Randolph, who is to take the role of chief doctor of the klinikum. The recruiter said that, although there were many applicants, Dr. Randolph was chosen above the rest." You look at the paper, flipping it over in confusion. You look over to Jackson, who is staring at you in anticipation. You shrug, saying "The rest is blank... It seems like an incomplete news article of some kind, though there isn't a label for any specific paper company."

Jackson sighs, nodding. "Well... everything seems to grow more confusing. Why would anybody choose someone like HIM to be a chief doctor? Or just a doctor in general? He saw us and the first thing he thought to do was remove our livers! He even chased you down, like... like... I don't know! A predator catching his prey!"

You shrug, again, responding in an equally as confused tone "I don't know! I am wondering the same thing! Although he seemed nice and cordial at first, even then I got an off-putting aura from him. I could understand him being upset that we were in an office limit area, but he changed his tone quickly. Maybe he just fooled everyone...?"

"I don't know, but I don't want to stick around here any longer. I feel like he might come in here any second." Jackson then looks around the room, standing on shaking legs. He points down at a broken vent, saying "I think I could fit in there! You probably could, too! It wouldn't hurt to check out..."

Despite your better judgement, you decide to follow him. Anywhere is better than nowhere, right? Although it's a tight squeeze, you manage to fit in the vent as your companion speeds ahead. You do your best to keep up, eventually making it to a large room with a hole in it. There is an odd machine, a singular chair, a small stand, and what looks like another plant across the room. Going to the door, you both find it to be locked.

"Jackson, do you see that?" "See what?" You point to the area right above the hole, explaining as best as you can "THAT. The strange light above the hole! It looks a bit like surgical lights, or something. Can you see it?" He looks to where you are pointing, nodding his head. "Yeah... I just thought I was going crazy. It's making an odd noise, too." He steps to the edge of the hole, continuing "I have this odd urge to jump in. We have no other options. I'd rather take my chances with this hole than Mr. "I'M NOW GOING TO REMOVE YOUR LIVER". You coming with me?"

You hold your breath for a moment, trying to calm yourself. Then, you release it in a heavy sigh. Whatever is going on here is much deeper than you can comprehend. A strange, mysterious hole, in an equally strange and mysterious hospital, all topped off by a crazed doctor with the urge to remove livers. Regardless, jumping in seems to be your only option. "Let's go in."

You grab his hand, looking at him for a moment, before hopping into the hole. Almost instantly after you fall through, you feel the painful sensation of rocks hitting you and dust entering your lungs, before a forceful impact against a floor. You take a second, waiting for the pain to alleviate, before standing. You look around the room, your blood running cold as you see familiar grey walls and cardboard boxes. You watch Jackson's face twist in disdain as he recognizes the room, too.

You can only muster up one question, formed perfectly with a single word: "Again?"

[belladoesmakeup]

Hi guys,

Every Christmas there is one present I always ask for and that is the Soap & Glory Mask Force™ 5 Piece Face Mask Set, £15.00. When it comes to affordable drugstore brands Soap & Glory is one of my favourites because they have (in my opinion) some of the best bath and body products. Honestly I have a obsession with their body scrub products. This gift set includes all my favourite masks from their brand and I love using them throughout January so I always for them. When it comes to Christmas in my family we don't really ask for big gifts but if we have little things we really like we ask because honestly my family are such good gift givers they get me things I love but wouldn't think to ask for myself.

Today we are focusing on Soap & Glory's skincare products so let me chat you through all the different masks you get in this iconic gift set. The first mask you get is the Speed Plump Face Mask which is a  thirst-quenching mask that comes in two convenient pieces so you can fit it perfectly to your face. The mask is soaked with Hydrogel to leave your skin feeling fresh, hydrated, dewey and plump. It's such a refreshing mask to use I always end up repurchasing. Next up we have the Bright + Beautiful Face Mask. This mask focuses more on brightening up dull or tired skin to look more radiant and refreshed. I love using this mask when I look tired and need some life put back into my skin.

Now we have the What a Peeling Face Mask, this actually comes with 2 masks instead of 1 so it's the best value if you're picking one to buy. Unlike the other masks this mask is a peeling mask that helps to remove dirt and impurities as you peel it off. When you peel off this mask it feels utterly amazing and also like you have a new layer of skin on your face (apologies for the traumatising image there). Next up we have the Puffy Eye Attack Eye Masks. When you work a full time job masks like these are the only thing that makes your under eyes look bright and you have a functional sleeping pattern. These eye patches are made with "Botanical Peptides, clinically proven to reduce the appearance of dark circles and inflammation, and super-naturally good ingredients including hyper-hydrating Cucumber Fruit Juice and beautifully brightening Liquorice Root Extract, for smoother and more wide-awake looking eyes". Sounds crazy I know but my god they work like a charm!

Lastly we have the Pout About It Lip Mask. This mask is a new edition to the family and is a instantly smoothing and line-reducing lip mask delivers a boost of miraculous moisturisation for up to 6-hours. The mask is super hydrating and includes hyaluronic acid and coconut water to give you a hydrated perfect pout.

I really love this brand and how amazing these masks make my skin feel so if you need some new masks I recommend checking them out. As always all products mentioned are linked above.

Lot’s of love

Bella x x