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bodybeyondstories · 6 months ago

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dicks keep growing around me - 5 (Miguel)

After his date with Myron last night (and this morning) Miguel finds himself unable to focus on anything work related, instead coming to multiple realizations about the complications of their respective weird powers.

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A good luck charm, I thought, my mind occupied by this revelation as I rumbled along on my morning commute, the train car packed as usual. I managed to get a seat and use my shoulder bag to cover up the obvious bulge crammed messily into my pants that morning as, upon finally seeing Myron off, well fed and satisfied–in more ways than one–I realized I was significantly more late to work than I thought.

I had hoped that clearing the pipes multiple times in the past twelve hours would get me some respite, but the carnal need concentrated in my groin was ever present, thunderclouds lingering in the horizon of my mind. It’s strange how quickly you can get used to the incessant pull of horniness, the volcanic eruption waiting just below the surface, threatening to wipe out the surrounding countryside with a pyroclastic flow. I structured my days now around keeping the python in my pants drained and sated, releasing the pressure valve of cum several times a day, from bed to shower to periodic visits to the single stall bathroom in the office. After enough catastrophic wardrobe malfunctions, I had backups and backups for the backups, counting myself lucky if I could make it through the day without soaking another pair of pants with precum.

Not that it was all bad. I’d been having the most incredible orgasms of my life and woke up every morning with the gooey kiss of my morning wood hovering just below my lips, inviting them for a makeout sesh that I was happy to oblige. The awkwardness and extra layers of management and planning were a constant concern, but I was starting to feel a confidence at the sight of myself in the mirror, my root dangling between my knees, refusing to be ignored. How many guys have fantasized about having this exact problem?

At the next stop, one of the regulars on my commute slipped in through the closing doors in the nick of time. I could never tell if he was getting off third shift or starting first, but he always looked good in the pink medical scrubs that tastefully complemented his physique. By the looks of his arms, he probably worked out a few times a week, just enough to stay toned, but as he maneuvered around the rush hour crush and found the pole in front of me, my eyes locked on to the bubble butt overfilling the seat of his pants.

I had always appreciated the cute butt in those scrubs, but it was looking particularly good lately, perched atop a pair of juicy legs that looked like they saw a squat rack daily. He looked disproportionate below the waist, packed into pants that went beyond form fitting and were arguably a few sizes too small. He kept surreptitiously adjusting his waistband and shifting his stance, as if slowly coming to the same realization.

Hmm, I thought. Another data point. Winston had also been my subway commute crush, I remembered. Could everyone packed into this car with me be getting unintended ass enhancements? I was too unsettled by the thought to do any casual reconnaissance of the assets of the other riders, my crotch already warming with excitement at the idea that that theory might be right. For how long has the general public been growing inexplicably juicy derrieres on their daily commutes? It’d be a great marketing campaign for using public transport, I mused. Why go to the gym when you can just take the train with yours truly?

So I tried very intentionally to mind my own business, not wanting to ogle this dude in public but especially not wanting to wake the beast. As a space opened next to me, he smoothly slid around the poll, his overdeveloped glutes briefly eclipsing my entire field of vision, and squeezed in. He had a moment of shifting his hips uncomfortably, as if he wasn’t used to the seat or had expected there to be more room, eventually giving up and playing it off as he glanced up at the ads along the ceiling.

I was frozen in terror. That morning, I had had no time for clever maneuvering or tricks of the light and had unceremoniously shoved my penis into some trunks and compression shorts. I had long ago outgrown anything that had a pouch remotely capable of containing this monster, so it indignantly ran along my waist, the very sensitive cock head disguised as a fold along my left hip. A fold that this guy had just been accidentally grinding against with no idea of the repercussions. Shivers shot up and down my spine, my eyes tightening in concentration as my hips twitched and I self-consciously held a tightly controlled posture, afraid of even the slightest motion resulting in a runaway train of arousal in the worst possible location.

I pulled out my phone and began skipping through my email for the most unsexy possible distraction, deleting some typical weekday spam about a presentation coming up, the expense reports, something about the windows and an updated schedule from the office maintenance guy, Wes. I swiped each one into oblivion, intensely not thinking about my dick.

This lasted for an agonizing several stops until with a flurry of pink, the guy got up to leave, the side of his glutes shifting the layers of fabric between us, sending a jolt of pleasure along the length of my dick. I gasped, just loud enough for him to glance back with a look of self-consciousness at his backside then slight confusion in the general direction of my waist before he shook his head briefly and turned to exit. Close call.

I somehow made it to work without further incident. Maybe I should switch back to biking to work, I thought wryly, imagining my junk smashed painfully between my pumping legs and the narrow seat. At least I could blow off some steam. I was barely cognizant of the goings on in the office that morning. I stayed put at my desk, still basking in the ebb and flow of post-coital bodily contentment, pursuing emails through a veil of apathy, my mind still wrapped up in my evening–and morning–with Myron.

I was honestly surprised he had agreed to go on a date, showing up at my go to date night cocktail bar in those tweed slacks that made his ass curve like that. I was so nervous. Was I trying too hard? Was the cologne too much? Was I overdressed? He looked so cute and casual in a way that just worked. But we had a great time, even with the surprise visit of a somehow even more bootylicious Winston terrorizing the gays and girls at the establishment–and my awkward stammering that seemed to delight Myron to no end. We immediately hit it off with a different sort of chemistry, leaning into different sorts of nuances from each others’ lives. The way his eyes widened when he talked about the trip to Cape Town that he’d been saving and planning for for years; the fact that we’re both allergic to mangoes; the little pinch he would give to the bridge of his nose when he was trying to recall something from his past. I was smitten.

I had really sat here in my office and put together an entire playlist for the occasion yesterday and gone so far as to insist on playing it in the car. I looked over at his empty desk and chair across the room, still unoccupied. I squat in your office for six months, and then you buy me dinner, he had said. It’s almost like this is a date or something, I returned. The look on his face was priceless. As was the steadily thickening tension during the ride home. And the chivalrous peck on the cheek at my door. Of course I couldn’t let him leave.

I had long given up on getting any actual work done, instead focusing on taming the beast shoved into my too tight pants, my taint flexing periodically as I rocked on my medicinal ball chair, giving a strained, professional smile to Susan as she popped in to ask about the expense reports, trying to not make it obvious that I was lightly thrusting the air under my desk. All I could think about was the adorable, sweet man who no longer kept me company just a few feet away in my office but had kept me company just a few hours ago in my bed. All I could think about was how egregious a decision it was to continue on with our respective responsibilities and the separate trajectories of our lives, how lovely it would’ve been to call out sick and spend the morning pretzeled together under the covers, his breath tickling the space between my neck and clavicle, my hand periodically tracing figure eights along the warm topography of his back and then settling where it rightfully belonged on the curve of that ethereal bubble butt.

I mean…I guess I sort of do have a type. When it comes to my love life, I’m open to all kinds, and I’ve dated a number of different people, but as my friends love to point out, there’s one commonality across the board: some serious junk in the trunk. Everyone loves a nice ass, but I do tend to go big or go home. And in retrospect, in past relationships, the big went, well, bigger. The pattern’s been apparent for a while, but I didn’t really think anything of it. Everyone has their preferences, and mine just happens to be a pair of glutes that could stop traffic. If you had suggested that men’s asses were somehow magically inflating to disproportionate sizes due to my generous attention, I would have asked which kink site you’d pulled that from, but as I sat at my desk in a cold war with the python running down my leg that had gone from impressive to comical to ridiculous over the past several months, I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe something mysterious really was afoot.

The evidence for Myron’s theory was mounting, and the implications of him being right were a heady mix of titillating and sobering that felt surreal to think through in the confines of my neat little office. As I reminisced on soaping up his bodacious buns in the shower and the unbridled thrill of watching them blow out the seat of his pants, my posture straightened slightly in excitement at the idea that this was due to some strange ability on my part. How many men had I fantasized about, imagining how much cuter they would be with some posterior augmentation? Just a little more heft here, some more roundness there. Most of the dudes in the office had some pretty nice butts–I guess we know why, I realized–but there was always room for improvement, wasn’t there?

Myron wasn’t the first romantic partner to have a sudden wardrobe malfunction after a night of fun. Honestly, I kind of get a kick out of the moment of catastrophic failure, seams splitting, cheeks spilling out and taking up space, but when does the fantasy of too muchness really become too much? And if we couldn’t figure out how to control whatever this is, how much longer until we’re both transformed beyond any ability to live a normal life? Or at least wear normal clothes? There had to be an upper limit, right?

My dick lurched in response, as if dreaming its own future as an impossible to hide third leg. It was already way too massive by any sensible standards, and after seeing Myron’s friend Ty, I wasn’t exactly looking forward to hefting a log around 24/7. The worsening curse in my crotch had complicated my love life, turning intimacy into a dance of negotiations, warnings, starts and stops, attempts and failures. Casual hookups had been out of the question for a while now, since even most size queens were far too concerned–and rightfully so–about their bodily wellbeing to entertain the thought of bottoming. For a while, it had been such a confidence boost seeing the looks of awe and hunger, like my dick was a challenge to be surmounted, but trepidation turned to absurd surprise and acute concern, and eventually visages of terror in the face of whatever radioactive mutation had produced the kaiju between my legs. I even had a few guys get word of what I was packing and get me undressed just to try and take pics of it, even hefting it like I was a sideshow at the circus. I wasn’t looking forward to seeing those circulating online, one or both hands trying–and failing–to cover the length of my member.

Needless to say, I had been so nervous about the Big Reveal last night, expecting Myron to outright refuse or simply come to his senses and realize I was some sort of anomaly that should not be counted. But he was so tender and took it like a champ. It’s like we just fit together.

I was jolted back to my office by the sharp buzz of my phone against my desk. Speak of the devil.

[Myron: Whatcha up to?]

[Me: Expense reports? Maybe?]

[Myron: Ah, yes, I was probably supposed to do those before I left. Send Susan my regards.]

[Me: She can and will hunt you down!]

[Myron: She can try 🤭. Also what was that you mentioned earlier? Hip thrusts?]

[Me: Lol are you at the gym?]

[Myron: Maybe! Ty just started working here, they’ve been sneaking me in past the counter. I’m building my leg day routine]

[Me: Please don’t make me imagine you with a glute pump, I’ve gotten nothing done here already]

[Myron: You don’t have to!]

An image appeared in the text thread. Myron taking a mirror pic standing in the squat rack, three plates on either side of the bar. I didn’t even know he lifted like that, I thought, my eyes dwelling on the contrast between his soft arms and the slight pudge of his belly with the ass that ballooned from his side profile in a pair of skimpy gym shorts that may as well have been painted on. It looked even more phenomenal than it had this morning, catching the late morning natural light and even a few stares from gym bros in the background.

[Myron: You would be a great trainer. Results guaranteed 🤪]

A moment of terror at the thought of the havoc I would wreak if my day job was moving through a sweaty, intimate gym space and helping people with squat form, but my dick stirred with enthusiasm at the idea, the dribble of precum threatening to become a faucet.

[Me: …I really liked these pants]

[Myron: RIP! Literally!]

Don’t even joke–I began typing before I heard the telltale sound of seams popping, my dick taking Myrons’ last text as a suggestion. Shit, I should’ve seen this coming. My semi lurched in my pants as it became more and more turgid, forcing me to reposition and hinge my hips back in my seat to ease the pressure against already strained fabric. I had to take care of this.

I could barely walk with the baseball bat running down my leg, let alone make it to the bathroom without risking an HR nightmare–Do they have workplace accommodations for people with inhumanly massive, constantly drooling monster cocks? They should. But I managed to waddle to the door, turn the lock, and firmly close the blinds before urgently whipping off the multiple layers of constrictive clothing that I threw on that morning in a futile attempt to restrain the beast.

My dick flicked precum into the air as it shot up, bobbing in front of me at a 90 degree angle and steadily rising into the air as my body diverted all resources to this erection. From the lightheadedness and the momentum of my cock throwing me off balance, I stumbled back, landing in Myron’s old chair. I took a moment to lean back and be caressed by the ergonomic design, noticing how it still kind of smelled like him, imagining his perspective from our days in the office together. I was interrupted by a sticky reminder of the task at hand, my dick bobbing in front of my face before coming to rest against my bottom lip. It’s all so perfectly arranged, I thought, as I indulged in what had become my favorite hobby, licking up the precum from the top of the head before letting my lips part around it, easing lower and lower as my head bobbed in little circles. The sensation is indescribable, and somehow feels so fresh every time, like I could sit there as a closed circuit of dick for eternity, never tiring of sucking myself off, getting sustenance from load after load of thick, gooey cum. My hands worked the shaft in tandem, though they weren’t enough to cover much surface area. I was mildly frustrated, left wanting for another pair to get me over the edge of orgasmic pleasure. I was growing to become too much for just one person, even if that person is me, but I worked diligently, the rest of the office completely oblivious to the monster dick autofellatio taking place during the late morning lull.

My dick began to buck along the shaft, pulsing with girth as my balls pulled up, churning in anticipation. I picked up the pace and breathed in deep, preparing for the eruption to come. I groaned as I began spurting thick ropes of jizz into my throat, swallowing as much as I could before giving up and letting my dick emerge from my exhausted lips with a wet pop, getting off several shots against the window behind me before slowly collapsing onto my left shoulder, drooling into the crook of my neck. I pulled out my phone, and with some difficulty due to cum soaked fingers, managed to open the text thread with Myron.

Look what you made me do, I typed, opening the camera and switching to front facing to snap a pic of my jizz covered face with my behemoth dick nestled next to it. As it was sending, I noticed a figure in the background hovering just over my shoulder, silhouetted by the morning sun.

I spun around in horror to see Wes. The maintenance guy whose email I definitely should’ve paid attention to that morning. Standing in the window washing scaffold, staring dumbfounded and unthinkingly trying to squeegee the cum oozing down the interior side. A crooked smile and an awkward wave, then splayed thumb and pinky on either side of his ear. Call me? he mouthed, 19 stories off the ground.

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“Wes the window washer boyfriend!” sang Ty, nowhere near the right key.

Ty, Myron, and I were at the park, lounging in the afternoon sun, as I explained how my window washing encounter had somehow not resulted in catastrophe.

“We talked it out and reached an agreement of sorts,” I said, eyes rolling to the clouds. “No one needs to hear about my private activity or unique, uh, proportions, and if that private activity coincides with Wes’s window washing schedule, so be it. They can probably see this thing in the next building over anyways,” I groaned.

“So he likes to watch?” asked Ty, leaning back on their elbows with knees bent, their shorts doing nothing to hide the bulge of stretchy fabric emerging out of the bottom, not that they looked like they very much cared. Apparently Myron had gotten some underwear with specially made pouches for his friend, and I made a mental note to get some pairs of my own.

“And you like to be watched,” said Myron, a conspiratorial smile in my direction. His running shorts showed off his juicy thighs with a smattering of stretch marks greeting the Sun as he relaxed in my lap, a convenient arrangement for my own predicament to not be as visible as Ty’s. I hadn’t been brave enough to wear shorts since that fateful hike, but he convinced me they would look cute–and they did–but I was still coming around to the attention they brought.

“Yes and yes,” I sighed, giving a light squeeze to the pudge of Myron’s abdomen then letting my hand drift up to one of his juicy pecs. “You really have been hitting the gym,” I mused, giving him a peck on the cheek.

“An inspiration to us all,” added Ty, lazily waving a half finished joint in one hand as dramatic flourish. “A leader among leg day enthusiasts.”

“Not without some help,” added Myron with a smirk up towards me.

“Allegedly,” I fake scowled. “Anecdotally, even.”

“All I’m saying is Wes might wanna rethink your arrangement after going up a few pant sizes.”

I demurred, having convinced myself that the panes of glass may provide some sort of magical barrier. Still though, I would need to keep an eye on Wes’s assets through those thick work pants…

“Ah!” exclaimed Ty, glancing at Myron’s thick, round bubble, then at me. “So this is your doing.” They were connecting the dots.

“It’s a great workout routine,” I said. “Just with some added boosts.” I blushed. Myron smiled brightly up at me. I lost myself for a moment in his eyes.

“You two are really meant for each other,” said Ty with a chuckle, getting up to stroll to the bathroom. They kept trying (and failing) to casually tuck their prodigious bulge back above the hem of their shorts as they walked, succeeding only in drawing more attention to the pipe running across their thigh and out the bottom.

That’ll be me one day, I thought, with more than a little trepidation. Was I ready for that? My dick already looked ridiculous, but not yet as unwieldy as theirs. And that’s without the benefit of Ty’s lanky height. Actually, come to think of it…

“Ty,” I said to Myron.

“Mhmm.”

“They’re…um…”

“Taller,” he admitted, as if he’d been waiting for me to notice.

“Right. Ok.”

My stomach tightened as yet another fold of complexity formed in this already chaotic situation. I leaned in to Myron to wrap my arms around him, breathing him in and nuzzling into his shoulder. My shirt rode up. It felt a little tight.

#male tf #I love putting characters on public transit #I love a casual space of serendipitous interaction #DKGAM

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adalidda · 4 months ago

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Baked products, Confectionery products using raw peanut butter as ingredient (public domain)

Sahel Agri-Sol's Raw Peanut Butter - Nature's Versatile Treasure for Food and Cosmetics Innovation

July 10, 2024

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priyanshisingh · 6 months ago

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Cosmetic Packaging Market Overview: Growth Factors and Future Trends (2023-2032)

Cosmetic Packaging Market is experiencing substantial growth, driven by a combination of factors including the rising global demand for beauty and personal care products, increasing consumer awareness regarding packaging aesthetics and functionality, and the growing emphasis on sustainability. As the beauty industry continues to expand, so does the need for innovative and visually appealing packaging solutions that not only protect the products but also enhance their shelf appeal and brand identity. This market encompasses a wide range of materials such as glass, plastic, metal, and paper, each chosen based on the product type, target demographic, and branding strategy.

One of the major trends in the cosmetic packaging market is the shift towards sustainable and eco-friendly packaging solutions. With consumers becoming more environmentally conscious, brands are increasingly adopting recyclable, biodegradable, and refillable packaging materials. Innovations in bioplastics and the use of post-consumer recycled (PCR) content are gaining traction, enabling companies to reduce their environmental footprint while meeting regulatory requirements and consumer expectations. Additionally, minimalist packaging designs that use fewer materials and focus on recyclability are becoming popular as they align with the zero-waste movement.

Technological advancements are also playing a pivotal role in shaping the cosmetic packaging market. The incorporation of smart packaging technologies, such as RFID tags and QR codes, allows brands to enhance product traceability, provide additional product information, and engage consumers through interactive experiences. These technologies not only improve the consumer experience but also help in combating counterfeiting, which is a significant concern in the cosmetics industry.

Customization and personalization are other key drivers of market growth. Brands are increasingly offering bespoke packaging solutions that cater to individual preferences and enhance the overall customer experience. Personalized packaging, which includes custom labels, unique shapes, and special finishes, helps brands stand out in a crowded market and build a loyal customer base.

Types of Cosmetic Packaging:

1. Primary Packaging:

Used for liquids such as shampoos, lotions, and perfumes. Made from glass, plastic, or metal.

Ideal for creams, gels, and scrubs. Typically made from glass, plastic, or acrylic.

Common for creams, lotions, and gels. Available in various materials like plastic and aluminum.

Used for pressed powders, blushes, and eyeshadows. Made from plastic or metal with a mirror inside.

Used for serums and essential oils. Typically glass or plastic with a rubber bulb.

Common for lip balms, deodorants, and foundation sticks. Usually plastic or composite materials.

2. Secondary Packaging:

Outer packaging for protection and branding. Made from cardboard or paperboard.

Decorative outer wraps for individual products or sets, often made from paper or plastic.

Used for single-use or sample products. Made from plastic with a foil or paper backing.

3. Tertiary Packaging:

Used for transporting products in bulk. Made from corrugated cardboard.

Used for large shipments. Typically wooden, plastic, or metal platforms.

4. Specialized Packaging:

Protects products from air exposure, ideal for sensitive formulations. Made from plastic or acrylic.

Used for liquid applications like perfumes and serums. Typically glass or plastic with a metal roller.

Sprays fine mist, used for perfumes and setting sprays. Made from glass or plastic.

5. Sustainable Packaging:

Made from materials like PLA, PHA, or paper. Designed to break down naturally.

Made from recyclable plastics, glass, or metal. Designed to be reprocessed and reused.

Containers designed for reuse with refill packs, reducing waste. Made from durable materials like glass or high-quality plastics.

6. Innovative Packaging:

Includes features like QR codes or RFID tags for product information and authenticity verification.

Combines multiple functions, such as dual-chamber bottles for different products.

7. Luxury Packaging:

Use of premium materials like glass, metal, and acrylic with luxury finishes.

Incorporation of elements like embossing, foil stamping, and intricate designs.

The Cosmetic Packaging Market is brimming with opportunities driven by evolving consumer preferences, technological advancements, and a growing emphasis on sustainability. One significant opportunity lies in the development and adoption of eco-friendly packaging solutions. With increasing consumer awareness about environmental issues, there is a strong demand for packaging made from biodegradable, recyclable, and reusable materials. Brands that can innovate in this space by offering sustainable packaging options will likely see enhanced customer loyalty and market share. Additionally, the rise of smart and interactive packaging presents another lucrative opportunity. Incorporating technologies such as RFID tags, QR codes, and augmented reality (AR) into packaging can enhance consumer engagement, provide valuable product information, and ensure authenticity, thereby adding value to the consumer experience.

Another key opportunity exists in the customization and personalization of cosmetic packaging. Consumers are increasingly seeking products that reflect their individual preferences and style. Brands that offer customizable packaging solutions, such as personalized labels, unique designs, and tailored packaging experiences, can differentiate themselves in a crowded market. The expanding e-commerce and direct-to-consumer (DTC) channels also present a significant opportunity. With the growing trend of online shopping, packaging that is not only durable and protective but also enhances the unboxing experience can help brands capture and retain customers. Furthermore, the burgeoning markets in emerging economies provide a vast potential for growth. As disposable incomes rise and beauty standards evolve in these regions, the demand for innovative and high-quality cosmetic packaging is expected to surge.

Major Key Players-

Ds Smith

Albea SA

Raepak Ltd, Sonoco

APC Packaging

Berry Global

HCP Packaging

Libo Cosmetic

Huhtamaki Oyj

Silgan Holdings Inc.

Trimas Corporation

Gerresheimer AG

Aptargroup

More About Report- https://www.credenceresearch.com/report/cosmetic-packaging-market

The Cosmetic Packaging Market is influenced by several dynamic factors that shape its growth, development, and innovation. These dynamics include changes in consumer preferences, technological advancements, regulatory pressures, and industry trends. Here are the key dynamics driving the cosmetic packaging market:

1. Consumer Preferences and Behavior:

Demand for Aesthetics and Functionality:

Consumers seek visually appealing and functional packaging that enhances the user experience. Packaging that offers convenience, ease of use, and portability is highly favored.

Rising Awareness of Sustainability:

There is an increasing preference for eco-friendly and sustainable packaging solutions. Consumers are more conscious of the environmental impact of their purchases and favor brands that use recyclable, biodegradable, or refillable packaging.

2. Technological Advancements:

Innovation in Materials:

Advances in material science have led to the development of new packaging materials, such as bioplastics and post-consumer recycled (PCR) plastics, which are more sustainable and environmentally friendly.

Smart and Interactive Packaging:

The integration of smart technologies, such as RFID tags and QR codes, allows brands to provide additional product information, enhance traceability, and engage consumers through interactive experiences.

3. Regulatory Pressures:

Environmental Regulations:

Governments worldwide are implementing regulations to reduce plastic waste and encourage sustainable packaging practices. This includes bans on single-use plastics and mandates for higher recycling rates, driving the adoption of eco-friendly packaging solutions.

Safety and Compliance Standards:

Packaging materials and processes must comply with safety and regulatory standards to ensure consumer safety and product integrity. This includes regulations on the use of certain chemicals and materials in packaging.

4. Industry Trends and Innovations:

Customization and Personalization:

Brands are increasingly offering customized and personalized packaging solutions to cater to individual preferences and create a unique brand identity. This includes custom labels, unique shapes, and special finishes.

Minimalist and Sustainable Designs:

There is a growing trend towards minimalist packaging designs that use fewer materials and focus on recyclability. These designs align with the zero-waste movement and appeal to environmentally conscious consumers.

5. Market Expansion and Globalization:

Growth in Emerging Markets:

Emerging economies are experiencing rapid growth in the beauty and personal care industry, leading to increased demand for cosmetic packaging. This presents significant opportunities for market expansion.

Global Supply Chains:

The globalization of supply chains has led to increased competition and the need for efficient and cost-effective packaging solutions. Brands must balance quality, cost, and sustainability in their packaging strategies.

6. E-commerce and Direct-to-Consumer (DTC) Sales:

Impact of Online Shopping:

The rise of e-commerce and DTC sales channels is influencing packaging designs. Packaging must be durable, lightweight, and protective to ensure product integrity during shipping and provide a premium unboxing experience.

Digital Engagement:

Brands are leveraging digital technologies to enhance the online shopping experience. This includes using augmented reality (AR) and virtual reality (VR) to create immersive packaging experiences.

7. Brand Identity and Marketing:

Packaging as a Marketing Tool:

Packaging plays a crucial role in brand identity and marketing. It serves as the first point of contact with consumers and can influence purchasing decisions. Brands invest in innovative and attractive packaging to stand out on the shelves and convey their brand values.

Social Media Influence:

The influence of social media on consumer behavior has led to increased importance of visually appealing packaging that is "Instagrammable" and can drive online engagement and brand loyalty.

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Sweet Treats for Your Lips: Exploring the Delightful World of Flavoured Lip Scrubs

The Global Flavoured Lip Scrub Market was valued at USD 1.12 Billion and is projected to reach a market size of USD 1.79 Billion by the end of 2030. Over the forecast period of 2024–2030, the market is projected to grow at a CAGR of 6.9%.

A steadfast long-term driver shaping the Global Flavoured Lip Scrub Market is the increasing consumer inclination towards natural and organic ingredients. This enduring trend is driven by the growing awareness of the benefits associated with using products free from harsh chemicals. As consumers prioritize healthier lifestyles, the demand for flavoured lip scrubs incorporating natural ingredients is expected to witness sustained growth over the years.

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However, the unexpected arrival of the COVID-19 pandemic has cast a unique influence on the market. The pandemic, while posing challenges, has inadvertently accelerated the demand for lip care products. With heightened hygiene consciousness, individuals are incorporating lip care routines into their daily regimens. The pandemic impact, unforeseen yet impactful, underscores the market’s resilience in adapting to changing consumer behaviors and needs.

In the short term, a notable driver fueling the Global Flavoured Lip Scrub Market is the growing influence of social media and beauty influencers. As social media platforms become powerful drivers of consumer trends, beauty influencers play a pivotal role in shaping preferences. The trend of showcasing lip care routines, including the use of flavoured lip scrubs, has created a surge in short-term demand. This trend highlights the industry’s responsiveness to rapidly changing market dynamics driven by digital platforms.

An opportunity that beckons in the industry is the expanding market in emerging economies. The increasing disposable income in these regions opens up new avenues for flavoured lip scrub manufacturers. The opportunity lies in tailoring products to suit the preferences of diverse consumer bases and tapping into the unexplored potential of these growing markets.

A prevailing trend observed in the Global Flavoured Lip Scrub Market is the fusion of skincare and cosmetic benefits. Flavoured lip scrubs are not merely seen as functional products but are increasingly positioned as items offering both skincare and cosmetic advantages. Recent product developments showcase formulations enriched with hydrating and nourishing properties, aligning with the trend of multifunctional beauty products. This trend reflects the industry’s commitment to providing holistic solutions that cater to the evolving expectations of modern consumers.

Market Segmentation:

By Flavour: Fruity or Citrus Flavours, Herbal Flavours, Dessert Flavours, Tropical Flavours

In the realm of Flavoured Lip Scrubs, market segmentation by flavour reveals a captivating preference, with fruity or citrus flavours reigning supreme and occupying the lion’s share. These lip scrubs boast a delightful infusion of fruit essence or extracts, delivering a dual benefit of refreshing taste and lip moisturization. Popular fruit ingredients such as strawberry, watermelon, litchi, raspberry, orange, and more contribute to the luscious profile of fruity or citrus Flavoured Lip Scrubs. Beyond mere taste, these scrubs impart a visual allure by providing a colored tint to the lips, enhancing their overall appeal. The widespread popularity of fruity and citrusy options establishes them as the go-to choice for consumers seeking both sensory delight and effective lip care.

Amidst the plethora of flavour options, the herbal flavours segment emerges as the fastest-growing during the forecast period. Herbal Flavoured Lip Scrubs carve a niche by harnessing the power of plant-based extracts, offering a chemical-free alternative for lip care enthusiasts. The herbal ingredients, including lavender, mint, green tea, aloe vera, and more, contribute to a lip care experience that goes beyond aesthetics. Not only do these herbal lip scrubs provide a rejuvenating sensation to the lips, but they also serve as a preventive measure, ensuring lips remain hydrated and protected from dryness and chapping. The surge in demand for herbal options signifies a consumer shift towards holistic and nature-inspired lip care solutions, contributing to the robust growth of this dynamic segment.

By Packaging Form: Jars, Tubes or Squeezes, Lipstick Form, Others

Within the market segmentation by packaging form, the lipstick form emerges as the predominant choice, occupying the highest market share. The allure of Flavoured Lip Scrubs packaged in a lipstick-like format with retractable sticks is undeniable. This packaging innovation aligns with the rising demand for convenience and ease of application. The lip scrub enclosed in a solid cylindrical balm format effortlessly glides onto the lips, providing a seamless user experience. The twist-up mechanism inherent in lipstick-like packaging not only ensures the lip scrub remains moist and ready for use but also grants users precise control over the amount applied. This feature not only minimizes product wastage but also eliminates the mess associated with traditional lip care application methods, making it a preferred choice among consumers.

Amid the packaging landscape, the tubes or squeezes segment emerges as the fastest-growing during the forecast period. Flavoured Lip Scrubs housed in tubes offer a distinct application method that caters to those seeking precision and efficiency. The presence of a small opening at the top allows users to squeeze out the desired amount of lip scrub onto their fingertips, facilitating a targeted and controlled application to the lips. This packaging form not only ensures users have control over the product’s usage but also aids in minimizing wastage. The simplicity and practicality of tubes or squeezes make them an appealing choice, especially for consumers who prioritize accuracy in their lip care routine. The forecasted growth of this segment underscores a consumer trend towards packaging that combines functionality and user-friendly application.

By Distribution Channel: Offline, Online

In the expansive market segmentation by distribution channel, the online segment stands tall, commanding the highest market share. The online distribution channel seamlessly integrates beauty and wellness brands, online retail stores, specialty brands, and other virtual avenues to offer consumers a diverse array of flavoured lip scrubs. Notably, the online marketplace caters to the increasing demand for herbal and organic lip scrubs, aligning with consumer preferences for products boasting natural benefits. The convenience of online shopping is further complemented by the allure of attractive offers such as giveaways, buy 1 get 1 free, and free sample goodies promoted by e-commerce platforms. These enticing promotions contribute significantly to the surge in demand for flavoured lip scrubs, creating a dynamic online landscape for consumers seeking variety and value.

Contrastingly, the offline segment experiences the fastest growth during the forecast period, offering a tangible and personalized shopping experience to consumers. This distribution channel encompasses retail stores, beauty and wellness stores, specialty outlets, and other physical spaces where consumers can explore an extensive array of flavoured lip scrubs. The presence of knowledgeable staff in beauty stores adds a distinct advantage, guiding consumers to make informed choices tailored to their specific lip care needs. This personal touch enhances the overall shopping experience, making offline channels an appealing choice for those who value hands-on assistance. The growth of the offline segment underscores a consumer inclination towards the tangible exploration of products and the guidance of expert advice in the realm of flavoured lip care.

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Regional Analysis:

In the segmented world of Flavoured Lip Scrubs based on regions, North America proudly claims the highest market share. The region’s dominance is attributed to the surging popularity of clean and natural products coupled with an increasing penchant for self-care. As consumers in North America lean towards clean, natural, and cruelty-free beauty products, the demand for Flavoured Lip Scrubs has experienced a notable upswing. The discerning consumers in the region seek products that not only enhance visual appeal but also impart medicinal benefits to their lips. Plant-based and organic lip scrubs, such as mint-flavoured, coconut-flavoured, almond-flavoured, and others, have garnered substantial attention. The rise in self-care and skincare routines further fuels the adoption of Flavoured Lip Scrubs in North America, positioning it as a frontrunner in the global market.

On the other side of the spectrum, Asia-Pacific emerges as the fastest-growing region during the forecast period. The region’s accelerated growth is rooted in the abundance of natural ingredients like essential oils, fruits, herbs, and more, which are integral to the formulation of Flavoured Lip Scrubs. The increasing influence of Korean and Japanese beauty trends has significantly contributed to the surge in demand for these lip care products. Consumers in Asia-Pacific are drawn to the rich tapestry of natural elements that these lip scrubs offer, aligning seamlessly with the cultural emphasis on holistic and nature-inspired beauty practices. The region’s vibrant beauty landscape, shaped by a blend of tradition and innovation, propels the burgeoning popularity of Flavoured Lip Scrubs, making it the epicenter of dynamic growth in the forecast period.

Latest Industry Developments:

· Diversification of Flavor Profiles and Ingredients: A discernible trend shaping market share strategies is the diversification of flavor profiles and ingredient formulations. Companies are increasingly recognizing the importance of offering a wide array of flavors to cater to diverse consumer preferences. Recent developments highlight the introduction of exotic and unique flavors, ranging from tropical fruits to herbal infusions. This trend not only enhances product variety but also aligns with the growing consumer demand for novel and sensory-rich lip care experiences. The strategic move towards diversification underscores the industry’s focus on capturing a broader market segment and sustaining consumer interest.

· Emphasis on Sustainable Packaging and Eco-friendly Practices: An emerging trend influencing market share dynamics is the heightened emphasis on sustainable packaging and eco-friendly practices. Companies are aligning their strategies with the global push towards sustainability by incorporating environmentally friendly packaging materials. Recent developments showcase the introduction of lip scrub products packaged in recyclable materials, reducing the environmental impact of packaging. This trend resonates with the increasing eco-consciousness among consumers, positioning companies favorably in the eyes of environmentally responsible audiences. The strategic shift towards sustainable practices not only enhances brand image but also addresses the growing demand for socially responsible products.

· Integration of Digital Platforms for Marketing and Sales: Companies in the flavoured lip scrub market are increasingly leveraging digital platforms as a strategic tool to enhance market share. The trend involves robust digital marketing strategies and the establishment of online sales channels. Recent developments showcase companies collaborating with beauty influencers and leveraging social media platforms to amplify brand visibility. The digital space not only serves as a powerful marketing tool but also provides a direct avenue for engaging with consumers and gathering valuable insights. The strategic integration of digital platforms aligns with the evolving consumer behavior, where online presence and engagement play pivotal roles in influencing purchasing decisions.

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12 Steps For Men To Get Clear Skin!

Have you ever found yourself wondering how to get clear skin? You are not alone. Clear and flawless skin is just as much of a concern among men as it is for women.

While good food habits and a healthy lifestyle can help you achieve a healthy glow, external care is equally important if you want to avoid acne breakouts, pigmentation and other skin issues.

So how can men flaunt clear skin? We have compiled the best tips for men looking to have flawless skin with little effort.

Ways To Get Clear Skin For Men

1. Cleaner

Cleansing your skin effectively is the first step to get healthy skin. A lot of men, however, do this the wrong way.

Men have more active sebaceous glands in their skin, which produce double the quantity of sebum (oil) as compared to women. When your glands produce excessive sebum, environmental dirt and pollutants stick to your face very easily.

Hence, it is important to cleanse your face twice – morning and night – to avoid flaking, itchiness, dryness, or prolonged acne.

After using a cleanser, if your skin feels uncomfortable, squeaky, or tight, you might be using the wrong cleanser. It’s vital to pick and use a mild cleanser that suits your skin type. Look for a product that restores the moisture in your skin and controls its sebum production.

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2. Exfoliate

Did you know exfoliation is a step that assists in unclogging your pores? It also plays a significant role in preventing ingrown hair while shaving.

Exfoliating is important to remove your skin’s dead cells. This will ensure that your skin feels smooth, fresh and healthy.

For starters, exfoliating your skin once a week serves the purpose. Depending on how your skin reacts, you can exfoliate your skin twice a week or more. If your skin feels dull or gets red and irritated easily, stop exfoliating for a week or so to let your skin recover.

There are several physical exfoliators and scrubbers available in the market. However, face scrubs are not suitable for sensitive skin and may lead to scars. Thus, you can try chemical exfoliation with AHAs and BHAs as most alpha-hydroxy acids and beta-hydroxy acids are derived from plants and are considered safe for your skin.

3. Moisturize

A common misconception among men is that they can clear their skin by laying off the moisturizer. The truth is, your skin needs the right quantity of hydration. Moisturization hydrates your skin and leaves it feeling soft throughout the day.

While harsh cleansers and exfoliators can strip off your skin’s natural oils, a good moisturizer helps to retain the moisture that’s already in your skin.

4. Use Sunscreen

Sunscreen isn’t exclusive to those hot and sweltering summer days. You need protection from the sun all through the year.

Use a generous amount of broad-spectrum sunscreen daily that protects your skin against both UVA and UVB rays. Choose a water-resistant sunscreen that has an SPF of 30 or more.

To prevent sun damage, wrinkles, dark spots and even skin cancer, apply sunscreen to all exposed areas of the skin, including your ears, neck and lips.

In addition to wearing long-sleeves and applying sunscreen, wearing a hat outdoors is a great way to protect yourself from the harmful UV rays.

Pick a wide-brimmed hat. The wide brim effortlessly and effectively covers your face, neck, and ears. If you’re looking for serious protection, it’s better to avoid hats with straw holes or baseball hats. They simply don’t serve the purpose of protecting you in the sunny outdoors.

5. Stay Hydrated

Not only does water play an important role in digestion and proper blood circulation, but it also contributes to your skin’s health and glow.

Water helps to flush out toxins from your body and skin. Adequate intake of water helps to renew your skin and maintain optimum skin moisture. With dehydration, your skin becomes prone to skin disorders and wrinkling.

Ideally, drinking 8-10 glasses of water everyday keeps your skin hydrated, makes your skin soft and glowing by keeping skin disorders at bay.

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Building a proper skincare regimen from ground zero is extremely important to achieve healthy and glowing skin.

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Follow a regular skincare routine to improve the health and appearance of your skin.

7. Avoid Touching Your Skin

It is important to resist the habit of touching your face for the sake of your skin’s heath. Touching your face can transfer dirt, oil and bacteria from your hands onto your face skin and can cause clogged pores and acne breakouts.

Avoid pimple popping too. Popping a pimple exposes the pore to more bacteria that might come from your hands. It can result in permanent scars on your face.

Use tissues to wipe off dirt and sweat on your face to avoid touching your face.

8. Reduce Smoking And Alcohol Consumption

Men, you need to ditch the smokes to get clear skin! Smoking makes your skin age prematurely. Conditions such as hidradenitis suppurativa and psoriasis may get worse with smoking.

Quitting smoking is believed to slow facial ageing and delay the appearance of wrinkles. That’s why a non-smoker’s skin gets more nutrients, including oxygen.

Alcohol too has an effect on hormonal levels, which dehydrates your skin, causes acne and accelerates signs of aging. Giving up alcohol will make your skin clearer and more natural.

9. Follow A Healthy Diet

Your skin constantly sheds and replaces older cells with younger ones. A healthy diet ensures your skin receives essential nutrients to support this growth. A balanced diet will help you achieve blemish-free, supple, and soft skin.

Treat your skin by eating fruits and vegetables rich in antioxidants, healthy fats like nuts and other nutritious foods rich in beta carotene, vitamins C and E, zinc and selenium.

10. Exercise Regularly

Regular exercise gives you healthy and glowing skin. It strengthens your skin to protect itself against ageing and other damages.

Working out helps improve the flow of blood, flushes out toxins, supplies essential nutrients to the skin, and supports the production of collagen. Working out can also help you in reducing stress, which will ultimately reflect on your skin.

11. Don’t Forget Lip Care

Just like the rest of your body, your lips need care too. The skin on your lip is much thinner and more delicate than the skin on your face. It is important to keep them nourished, so that they feel soft, healthy and supple.

Dry lips is one of the major skin concerns that many of you may have. Regular use of lip balm can help you get rid of dry and chapped lips. Keep a small lip balm handy to keep your lips hydrated and moisturized.

12. Shave Once Or Twice A Week

With your skincare game on point, a proper shaving routine can help improve your skin’s barrier function and improve the look and feel of your skin.

Before you pull out the razor, cleanse your face and splash some warm water to open up the pores. Pre-shaving mousse, gel, or cream helps keep your skin warm and moist. The smoother the skin, the closer the shave.

Good skincare is a part of a healthy lifestyle. The methods for getting clear skin vary, depending on the person’s skin type. However, an effective routine can help you prevent acne, treat wrinkles, and help keep your skin looking its best.

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Lip Scrub Market Size, Share, and Forecast to 2024-2032

Lip Scrub Market Overview

The Lip Scrub Market Overview gives a clear picture of the current state of the industry, highlighting the main trends and key factors shaping the market. It looks at how companies are performing, how much market share they have, and the level of competition. The report also explores new technologies, innovations, and developments in the industry, as well as how different regions are contributing to the overall market growth. In short, it's a snapshot of where the market stands today and what to expect in the near future.

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What are Lip Scrub Market Dynamics?

""Lip Scrub Market Dynamics"" refers to the factors that influence how a market operates and changes over time. These can include things like supply and demand, pricing trends, competition between companies, technological advancements, consumer behavior, and economic conditions. In the case of the Lip Scrub Market market (likely referring to a specific industry or segment), market dynamics would cover everything that affects how products are produced, sold, and purchased, and how companies adapt to these changes.

Lip Scrub Market Trends

The Lip Scrub Market market trends refer to the latest developments and patterns shaping the industry. These trends could include shifts in consumer demand, new technological innovations, changes in manufacturing practices, and emerging strategies in marketing and sales. They also involve analyzing how major players in the industry are adapting to these changes and how different regions are contributing to overall market growth. In short, it’s about understanding what’s happening in the market now and what might happen in the near future.

Lip Scrub Market Opportunities

""Lip Scrub Market Opportunities"" refers to potential areas for growth and expansion in the Lip Scrub Market industry. These opportunities might include emerging trends, new technologies, untapped regions, or evolving customer needs that companies can take advantage of to increase their market presence, boost profits, and stay competitive. It highlights where businesses can invest or focus their efforts to capitalize on new developments in the market.

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What is Lip Scrub Market Segmentation?

""Lip Scrub Market Segmentation"" refers to dividing the Lip Scrub Market market into specific groups based on factors like product type, customer needs, geography, or other characteristics. This helps businesses target the right audience more effectively by focusing on different segments with tailored strategies.

By Type

Matte

Gelatinous

By Application

Residential

Commercial

Lip Scrub Market Segmentation by Region

North America

U.S.

Canada

Europe

Germany

France

Asia Pacific

China

India

Japan

Australia

South Korea

Latin America

Brazil

Middle East & Africa

UAE

Kingdom of Saudi Arabia

South Africa

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Table of Contents

Study Coverage: It includes key manufacturers covered, key market segments, the scope of products offered in the global Lip Scrub market, years considered, and study objectives. Additionally, it touches the segmentation study provided in the report on the basis of the type of product and application.

Executive Summary: It gives a summary of key studies, market growth rate, competitive landscape, market drivers, trends, and issues, and macroscopic indicators.

Production by Region: Here, the report provides information related to import and export, production, revenue, and key players of all regional markets studied.

Profile of Manufacturers: Each player profiled in this section is studied on the basis of SWOT analysis, their products, production, value, capacity, and other vital factors.

Lip Scrub Market Share by Key Players

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Etude House

NIVEA

Clinique

Frank Body

KIKO MILANO

Tarte Cosmetics

Givenchy

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Value chain and supply chain analysis

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But just as the image focussed in on their faces, it flickered away.

The scene was a little bit fuller now. Still black and white, but covering the whole wall and painted with tiny details.

The shadows carved out the parlor of a creaking house, with chipped wooden floorboards and paintings hung across the walls. The wallpaper was covered in flowers, and tiny crystals sprouted from hidden nooks.

There was a man and a woman, hands tangled together, as they watched out the frosty window.

The man was tall and broad, with a monocle, and ruffles around his wrist. His hair was pulled back into a careful ponytail, and poofed into curls at the front.

Next to him, the woman was much smaller. Her hair was pulled off of her face by a dikhlo, and a skirt billowed around her ankles.

And as a boy with long dark hair chatted away at them, they smiled.

The image shifted again.

It was the same boy, just a few years older.

His hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and he was leaning against a bakery.

Crowds swarmed through the markets, vendors yelling, and thieves dancing around the streets. Puffs of smoke floated from chimneys, and snow dusted the cobbled paths.

But the boy was watching a girl of the same age, gently mocking her.

As Joyous focused in on the image, colour splashed the scene to life.

Her skin was tan, her blonde hair pinned back with pears and carefully topped off with a brown hat. A white ribbon was tied at her waist, flowing over her silky pink skirt and catching in the breeze.

She clutched the fan tightly in her hand as she huffed back at the boy.

But before she could talk, the streets rippled out of focus.

The new image was one that was burnt into Joyous’ eyelids, following him around no matter where he went.

Two kids- teenagers, but barely- sitting up on the roof of a pub. Their feet dangled off the roof, kicking pebbles and dust into the crowds and markets below.

The lamp light was misty and dim. Only just bright enough to see the teenagers’ faces.

The boy’s eyes were hollow now, his cheeks scratched. His dark hair had been cut to his shoulders, and his once perfect clothes were now ripped and dirty.

His hands were on the shoulder of someone Joyous didn’t want to think about, didn’t want to see.

Didn’t want to remember.

But Joyous didn’t even need to look at the image to know what they looked like that night.

Their hair had been haphazardly dyed blond, leaving dark roots, and the curls they’d spent so long trying to put in were more frizz than anything. Freckles traced over their soft brown cheeks, merging with bruises and cuts and dried tears.

And as the silence got too much, the boy leaned forwards, brushing their lips with his own.

They blinked, gasping slightly, hands curling against the boy’s chest but-

The image dissolved into darkness.

It took Joyous a while to focus in on the new scene. The pub was dirty, and dusty, and dark. And even centuries later he could smell the whiskey and the beer, feel the sweaty heat of people pushing through the crowded room.

In the centre was the same boy.

He was older and his hair had grown out long again. His hands were raised to his head, his smile only just recognisable as fake.

Opposite him, a young man- a boy, really- with bones that almost burst out of his skin, and wrists lined with scars, raised a gun.

The rest of the pub barely noticed, too busy with their own fights and laughter.

But as two people- a man with black hair in tight curls and a woman with a pink fan held tightly in her hand- stepped forwards, the image shattered.

There was a broad man in this new metal room, with white hair carefully slicked back, and he was talking. Something low and dangerous and unmistakably malicious.

As he talked, the image circled round, until it focussed on four young adults.

Still kids, really, in the scheme of things.

Leaning back against the door frame, the young woman has braids pinned up in a messy bun and long fingers that tapped carefully against the gun at her hips. Her face was carefully blank.

The kid next to her had freckles that ghosted over soft cheeks, and eyes that darted at the slightest movement. They had a red bandana that hid the lower half of their face.

Behind them, just out of the room and partially hidden by the door, was the youngest of them all. His knuckles were clenched white, his mouth fixed into a tight scowl that never came undone.

And in front of the other three, nodding intently with a smile taking over his face, was Joyous. There were blood stains on his hands that even centuries later he couldn’t scrub off, and his hair was tied back messily with a red ribbon that smelled of smoke and whiskey and copper.

#oc-tober #...ok yes i finally wrote something are you proud of me #day 3 youth #joyous noir

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kicktop3-blog · 4 years ago

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terravoidghost · 5 years ago

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Cedric and Anna Maria

Wrote about my favorite Greek god, Hades and his wife Persephone but a couple of changes here and there. ENJOY!

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Anna Maria liked dead things. She liked the stillness of them, the pristine, unnatural lack of movement. It wasn't like sleep where you could see a chest rise or perhaps a finger or paw twitch. Death was mesmerizing. Her mother had a large garden, during the warm seasons she expected Anna Maria to help out. Anna Maria tended to her areas; pulling weeds, pruned leaves, and sowed seeds. It was tedious and boring. The same repetitive tasks day in, day out, week after week, until finally, you could harvest, only to prep the soil again for the next year. The soil was always slightly damp and sticky, pushing itself under her fingertips and no amount of scrubbing or cleaning ever cleared up the dark half-moons of dirt lying beneath her nails. Anna Maria's seasons were fall and winter, when the leaves and foliage started desiccating, turning yellow and brown. The ground under her feet would get crunchy and loud. She liked to walk through the forest as the days turned colder and the nights came earlier and earlier. She waited until the leaves dried out and then picked handfuls, crumbling them in her hands and watching the small pieces fall to the forest floor. The forest became calmer, quieter in the cold months -no incessant chatter of birds or rustling of woodland creatures which always assaulted her ears. The trees were more beautiful in the winter when they were bare and stark. Their twisted limbs stretched out unencumbered without leaves or mossy growths clinging desperately to them. Brown, grey, white and black, they reached up to the barren grey sky. The autumn she turned thirteen, she was out in the forest, watching her breath as it left her body in the cold air. The plume of her exhale was visible as it flowed past her lips and the dissipated into the sky, unseen and forgotten. It was when she looked down at the ground that she saw it. The remains of some animal - twisted, furry, broken and bloody. She felt a longing deep and solid in the pit of her stomach. She moved forward without thinking, wanting to be closer. Large birds perched on the corpse, pecking at it, breaking through the fuzzy pelt into the soft tissue beneath. They squawked in surprise and possible fear as she moved closer, flying off into the crisp air. The beat of their wings loud and sharp in the cold air, drowning out the sound of her heart in her ears. Anna Maria wasn't afraid or disgusted by the small corpse. She felt a sense of almost homesickness as she drew closer. It had been a rabbit, patches of its brown summertime coat still showing, not enough time for white to bloom over its tiny body before its life was cut short. She wondered how it had died and, thinking back on it, she realized she hadn't seen many rabbits around over summer and early fall. Perhaps it died of loneliness. She touched the fur, petting the cold softness. She pulled her hand back, seeing dark red patches on her fingertips. Blood. She rubbed her fingers together taking note of the sticky-thick texture. She sniffed it almost delicately, cataloging its sweet iron scent. She sat down on the ground, cross-legged, ignoring the cold and waited. She wanted to see what would happen when the birds came back. After that, it became something of a hunk to walk through the forest and find things that had died. She found small birds, more rabbits, some squirrels, and once, in all its glory, a stag that had been pulled down by a pack of wolves and had been gutted to the bone. It was stunning. Long-limbed and stark, its sightless eyes glassy and dark. They were open and wide in a way she had never seen. She liked to watch the animals gnaw and tear at the flesh, foraging for small bits of nutrients. She loved that the stag would visit its corpse often until other small scavengers pulled and tore at it, breaking it apart until there was nothing left.

Spring started violently pushing through the solid, frozen ground. The sowing and prepping season were upon them far too soon for her liking. Starting at dawn, Anna Maria went to the garden with her mother and followed the same instructions as every year. Dig, turn, till, sow. She filled buckets of water from the well, lugging them to the seemingly endless rows upon rows of seedlings. Even there home was not left alone. Small pots littered the entire abode, so many that Anna Maria thought she would fall over them and break her neck, with her mother only bemoaning the broken leaves and stems of her precious blooms and not her daughter. Anna Maria spent as much time as she could in the forest now, knowing that there were always things to find lying dead, hidden under rocks or buried under foliage, she found she could more tolerate the endless tedium of the growing season. As long as she had her time in the forest.

Her mother's garden was always bountiful and she would load up baskets full of fruit, vegetables, and grains for them to take into the village and trade for goods and services. Although the walk to the village was long and the baskets heavy, Anna Maria liked the trip. She liked the winding road, stretching out before her. On the way there, she could pretend that she was going somewhere new, somewhere unknown that she'd never seen before. She liked never knowing who they would run into once they arrived. She liked seeing the colorful fabrics and smelling the fragrant spices of the market. Each time was different and exciting and broke the tedium of life on the farm.

Although, the market always meant she ran into men, young and old. Anna Maria was green, like the spring forest, but even she could see the way they leered at her with dark eyes and sideways glances. While she often found her mother overbearing and strict, the marketplace was when she was grateful for it. Her mother turned away men with a sharp glare or sharper word. It didn't stop some of the more adventurous boys from trying to steal a kiss when Anna Maria was alone. Anna Maria wasn't afraid of the boys, nor of the men, truthfully. She found their ham-fisted attempts to touch her skin, to brush against her hips or her breasts wearisome and irritating. Their sweaty hands wrinkled her dress, their grubby fingers leaving marks against the fabric that would take time to wash out and press clean. She saw the other girls her age- saw how they tittered and chattered, laughed and giggles at the boys. How they looked from under their lashes at the men, turning away shyly. How they would pretend to dodge away from pressing lips and eager hands but in reality, would slow down enough to be caught - squealing and yelping like caged birds. Anna Maria didn't understand it.

She tried once or twice to be like the other girls. She asked her mother if she could join a group of girls playing a skipping game off to the side. Her mother agreed and Anna Maria joined the girls, learning the rules of the game quickly and doing it well- her years of tending the garden and walking in the forest giving her enough athleticism to excel. When the boys showed up, as they always did, Anna Maria tried to join in with the girls, mimicking their excited chatter, their laughs, their yips of laughter and joy. She felt false and strange when one of the boys had managed to get close to her and then pressed his lips against hers, Anna Maria squirmed away from his wet, hot kiss. It felt slimy on her own flesh and she pushed him away hard, wiping her hand across her mouth, trying to get rid of the lingering feeling. The boy was startled and got angry, storming back toward her, his face twisted and mean. He tried to grab her, to pull her closer again, Anna Maria kicked him hard in the shin and then punched him soundly on the jaw. He staggered backward, his face ugly and he called her names. She didn't care what he called her as long as he didn't try to kiss her again. Anna Maria ran back to the market, where her mother was and stayed close to the remainder of the day, trusting her mother's sharp tongue to keep anyone else at bay. She was fifteen years old the first time she saw him. It was fall, the leaves just starting to turn, the ground going hard beneath her feet.

He seemed impossibly large in the forest, as though even the trees should bow down under his presence. She spied on him as she walked back from a hollow of dead rabbits where she'd spent the afternoon reading. Anna Maria saw a flicker of blackout of the corner of her eye- a flap of fabric and she turned toward the movement. He moved soundlessly through the woods, fluid, and fleet of foot. A pair of shoes munched on the drying leaves of a tree going fallow. They didn't;e startle or move as he approached until he reached out his hand. His long-fingered, almost clawed hand settled on one of the deer's head and it stomped it's foot and fell over. The other bucked wildly and ran off, thrashing madly through the forest. The first one lay dead at his feet, open-eyed and still.

"Cedric."

He turned at his name, his dark hood hooked up and over his head, cloaking his face in shadow. She could make out the sharp white bone of his jaw, the protrusions of his teeth, his lipless mouth and hollow, skinless cheeks, the bleached nose of his skull. He was beautiful. She took a step toward him. He didn't move- his form the pristine stillness of death and decay. She slid closer to him, feet clumsy on the floor of the forest, hand outstretched. She didn't stop until she was in front of him, feeling the cold chill of his presence press against her body. She looked up into the semblance of his face. Austere, cold- expressionless except for his macabre skull-grin. Cedric tilted his head toward her, looking down on her with his empty sockets- deep dark and fathomless. Her outstretched hand slid across his jaw, her fingertips going cold and numb against his jawbone. She stepped in close and then close still, feeling the line of his spine against her fingers, the crack, and dip of his vertebrae. Pulling him close, she pressed her lips against his sharp teeth. He wasn't warm, moist with sweat or flushed with life. He didn't stink like perspiration or flutter beneath her hands and lips- flailing with over exuberance or messy desire. He was a perfect statue against her- motionless and cold.

Her heart thumped madly in her chest. "Take me with you." She felt the bony claws of his hand wrap around her waist, encircling it and in a blink, she was there. Underworld. She had never seen so many shades of steel, grey, and silver. Shadows jockeyed for position in the dim light, half shapes flickered in the corner of her eye. They disappeared when she turned her head to look. The sky was low and dark, an indigo-grey that shifted and changed as she stared. Tall, thin, barren tree limbs curled toward the sky, beckoning the darkness closer. They twisted and turned in on one another, snarled up, embracing each other. A shock of lightning lit the sky, burning her retinas and staining everything afterward in black and purple. She heard a low clanging bell and turned to see a ferryman bringing his charges ashore. He had a low, green-cast lamp hanging from an iron hook on his small boat. As she watched, somber, silent souls climbed from the boat; their faces grave and solemn in the sickly light. The light fluttered as each other passed; the ferryman rang his bell for each passenger- a doleful parade of the dead. She never wanted it to end. She felt a tug, beneath her ribs and she turned to see Cedric walking away from her, the back of his cloak seeming more alive here, in the underworld, that it had above. It swirled around his feet and his skeleton, fluid and volatile. His steps were silent as he moved, though she heard her own footfalls on the ground as she hurried after him. The scenery shifted and moved around them at the same time they moved through it until finally, she saw a looming before her a large citadel. A fence of skulls, tibia, fibula and rib cages. Encircled the fortress and as they approached a snapping, snarling three-headed dog lurched forward. Anna Maria held her hand out, unafraid and the dog heads whined in a trio. One of them bowed down, one sniffed her hand and the other licked at her legs. Cedric led her past the gates, into the forest. The air was hollow and thick; the sounds of her footsteps didn't reach her ears. It was akin to being underwater. Once inside the dark castle, Cedric unraveled his cloak from his shoulders. As he threw it off, it slipped and stuttered, becoming shadow itself. His face was more like a man's now- though he was still hollow-cheeked, skin stretched tight over his bones. His eyes were gold and black and when he turned to look at her, she felt as though he expected her to startle back or perhaps avert her gaze. Anna Maria was not afraid of him. It was Cedric who turned away first, showing her the knobby protrusions of his scapula and spine as he walked. She followed him to a large, cavernous dining room where plates of foods were appearing slowly, coalescing out of shadow and mist. She recognized the items as those regularly left to the gods at their temples. Meats, sweets, fruits, gold coins, brightly woven fabrics- all items left to curie the favor of the god of Underworld and keep him at bay for as long as possible. But like the fall of night, he was inevitable and no amount of bribery nor trinket would stave him off forever. His chair was adorned overhead with a set of antlers, arching up and splitting into curved limbs that seemed moments away from collapsing down and embracing him. As he sat, he watched her carefully, eyes unblinking. Anna Maria remained as still as possible, meeting his gaze again, unafraid. Cedric inclined his head slightly toward the chair at the other end of the table and she set her shoulders proudly and stepped toward it, taking a seat. It was an unadorned chair, unlike his own. It was simple and bare. Until she sat. As soon as she settled herself in the chair, other tendrils snaked out, spawning smaller branches, reaching up and out forming antlers much like the ones on Cedric chair. She watched them grow and melt outward from the hard-backed spine of the chair until with a mighty groan, as though they were stretching for eons of being caged up, they finally settled and shook once. The chair vibrated with their movement and then stilled. Anna Maria pulled her eyes from the large, spindly appendages and looked back at Cedric who appeared somewhat startled by the sudden protrusions. She was about to ask him what it meant when she heard the scream. She would know the timbre and intonation of that voice anywhere. It was her mother, howling at Anna Maria's disappearance, calling on the gods of the sky, earth, water, and air in search of her missing daughter. Anna Maria curled her hand into a fist, her fingernails making angry half-moons in the palm of her hand. The floor shook, the room shimmered and there was a sudden and angry 'pop' of pressure that causes a shock of pain to shoot through her eardrum into her brain. "Brother Death." The voice came from the foyer from which Cedric and Anna Maria had just left and she turned her head to see a white-robed figure hulking in the doorway. His massive frame seemed impossibly large in the small space, giving the impression if he flexed hard enough the entire structure should crumble down under his bulk. She flicked her eyes back to dark Cedric at the far end of the table. Cedric did not look away from Anna Maria as Zephyr strode further into the room. His limitless eyes bored into her even as Zephyr moved closer to her, coming so far as to rest a hand on her chair. "Brother Death," Zephyr repeated. "You have taken that which does not belong to you." "I challenge that I took nothing that belonged to anyone. The birds in the sky and the fish in the sea are not owned by either. Neither are people above world tethered to each other by possession." Anna Maria closed her eyes in pleasure at his voice- thick and dark, like molasses in the winter. "You may quibble with the language, Brother Death, but the charge is the same. The Underworld is for the dead and the dead alone." Cedric spun his wine glass between his fingers. "I also challenge that death is not only a state of body and that a mortal may die thousand times over, every day, before ever once crossing Styx." Anna Maria opened her eyes again, meeting Cedric gaze. Zephyr's presence towered over her out of the corner of her eye. His voice reverberated in her rib cage as he spoke, "You cross the Fates with this act and they are not forgiving." "I cross no one," Cedric countered, his eyes seeming to drill into the heart of her even as he spoke to Zephyr. "I granted a request. A wish. Nothing more." Cedric had not moved from his seat and indeed did not appear to be troubled by his brother's presence. Anna Maria had the sudden feeling that he would do nothing to keep her in the Underworld, nothing against his brother. She reasoned he could not, at the risk of angering the Fates, who surely were the most dreaded of creatures in the universe, second only to the Furies. Anna Maria feared to return to the Over-world, feared to see her mother and having to explain her journey. Feared to return to the market season after season and avoiding the sweaty, fleshy boys with their hot hands and damp clutches. Feared to have to be with the chittering, chattering girls- their foolish games and inane discussions. Feared to return to the unending, relentless monotony of the harvest. Dig, sow, till, reap. Dig, sow, till. Reap. Dead sat like a cold, heavy stone in her stomach. She could not go back. She would no go back. Zephyr was speaking to Cedric, ignoring her, even though she was the center of his speech, the sole purpose for his arrival. His attention was focused on Cedric and was but a speck in his vision- an object to be barred over. His voice was like a drone in her ear- unintelligible, wordless, incomprehensible. Anna Maria's eyes never left Cedric as she reached forward to one of the plates of fruits, offered up to Cedric- to garner his approbation, his benevolence. She snatched a handful of pomegranate seeds. They were cold and wet in her hand and felt like freedom and happiness. Cedric, hollow-cheeked and sunken-eyed, watched her carefully- the skin of his lips almost curling into a grin over his sharp teeth. As her hand reached her mouth, at the last moment, Zephyr finally chanced a look at her and saw, too late, as she devoured the pomegranate seeds. She smiled at them both- her teeth stained red from the juice, her jaw cracking down on the bitter, hard seed. She could not be made to leave now. She could not be made to leave ever. Cedric smiled, canines white in the light. His teeth glistened fierce and razor-edged. It was Zephyr who spoke next. "Stupid girl, You know not what you've done." Anna Maria turned to him, her red-stained grin macabre and knowing. "Tell my mother, tell everyone in the Over-world, Olympus and beyond, I have finally come home. Should they wish to enter the Underworld, they must seek my permission first. That includes you, Zephyr, ruler of Olympus. You have no power here." "Foolish Anna Maria," Zephyr began. "Do not speak my names. No one shall speak my name lest they wish me to come for them in person," she countered, feeling a flush of power. The antlers of the chair withered and twisted, turning black and purple, giving a horrible screech that even mighty Zephyr stepped away from. "It would appear the Underworld has finally gained a Queen," Cedric spoke from the end of the table. "Send the missives out on Olympus, Anna Maria has come home."

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magic-and-moonlit-wings · 5 years ago

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Chapter 45: Fight, Fight, Fight!

Becoming The Mask

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Toby still couldn't lift the warhammer he'd originally picked out. Jim was relieved Toby finally seemed to be willing to admit that, and selected a one with a thinner, lighter head. The new weapon was too blunt to be an axe, but certainly axe-like in shape, and one that Toby was actually able to swing without falling over.

Jim had blunted the edges of the Sword of Daylight and the boys were – well, it wasn't really sparring. Jim was putting more effort into holding himself back than countering Toby's attacks.

"Easy on the flourishes," said Jim, when Toby twirled the hammer to build momentum. "You left your other side wide open."

"Jim right," said AAARRRGGHH, who sat on the sidelines. They'd bumped into him shortly after arriving in Trollmarket, and AAARRRGGHH had accompanied Jim and Toby to the Forge while Mary, Darci and Claire went to the library to get Blinky. "Fancy moves, not smart for real fights."

"What do you two think you're doing?" Blinky demanded, finally showing up. "Tobias, are you really attempting to spar with a weapon you only selected tonight? You need to accustom yourself to its weight and balance before facing an opponent!"

"Didn't you guys say Jim fought Draal on his first night with the sword?" asked Mary.

"Against my advisement," Blinky huffed. "Master Jim should have had weeks of training before being expected to actually wield Daylight."

"He went easy on me," said Jim. "Draal's totally strong enough to snap my neck one-handed," at least while Jim was human-shaped, "and he didn't even squeeze hard enough to crack my ribs."

It was easier to downplay their first match than to acknowledge his flashback to the Crucible.

"If Toby's tapping out, I'll spar with Jim," Claire offered. She went to the weapons rack, picked up what had become her preferred spear, and started warming up.

"I did offer Claire a match a while back." Jim meant this as a neutral statement, an agreement that he should spar with Claire soon. He realized, when Toby frowned at him, that his words implied agreement to switching opponents right away.

Toby, panting, swung his new hammer down to rest the heavy head on the ground and nodded. He went to the sidelines and let Claire take his place.

Jim didn't expect Claire to be much more of a challenge than Toby, but he thought it would be good for her to have a chance to stab a sharp object in his direction for while and vent some of her frustrations over Jim's part in the Enrique situation.

As a precaution, Jim closed his faceplate. The worst Toby's hammer could do was blunt-force trauma. Claire's spear could probably take out his eye.

"No kill-strikes?" said Jim.

"And no using your amour's forcefield thing."

They nodded to each other and raised their weapons.

Claire's first strike was aimed at Jim's face, as he'd expected. He blocked it with the flat of his sword. But Claire, clever girl, had been holding her spear near the middle – she rotated it, the sharp head swinging back and a length of steel ramming up into Jim's gronk-nuks.

Jim had adjusted his armour, when he learned how, so that he had more substantial protection around his crotch than a single layer of scale mail. He'd also taken to wearing a cup under his jeans.

He still staggered and let out a pained groan.

"You might want to stand more to the side when attempting that move in the future," Blinky called to Claire. "Your spearhead nearly grazed your face."

She turned her head towards Blinky. Jim took advantage of her distraction – she'd lowered her guard, thinking he was injured – and swung at her other side. He caught Claire just below her ribs with his sword edge.

"Ugh!" She staggered as well. "How was that not a kill-strike?"

"Sword's dulled. Basically a club right now. Didn't hit hard enough to do kidney damage." At least, he didn't think he had. Or, not permanently, right? Just a bruise?

She snarled and stabbed at his face again.

Claire launched a series of quick jabs at various parts of Jim, forcing him to step back and try to block her. She wasn't committing far enough into any single strike to actually hit him, he realized – driving him backwards was her goal. He darted to the side instead.

The humans still didn't have much in the way of armour. They wore elbow pads, shin pads, and bike helmets in the Forge, and around the market after some troll had bumped into Darci and knocked her into a stall of ointments purported to aid horn growth.

Jim hit Claire's upper arm, and used the recoil to swing Daylight in an arc and strike her thigh on the same side. She managed to catch her spear with her other hand instead of dropping it to the ground.

She struck a chink in his armour, where two plates on his abdomen joined for flexibility. This time, Jim's grunt of pain was genuine.

While Jim and Claire fought, Mary and Darci outlined the scrapbooking plan for Toby and AAARRRGGHH. Toby eagerly agreed to take part. AAARRRGGHH glanced Blinky's way. Blinky glanced back with two eyes, the other four watching the arena, and shrugged with his upper arms while wringing his lower hands.

After a few more minutes, Jim leaned a little too far into an attack and Claire was able to spin out of the way, catch his leg with her spear, and send him crashing to the ground.

"I yield," said Jim. "What's this about Vendel?"

"We're putting together stories about our families so he'll know who we're proposing to tell about trolls being real." Claire offered a hand and helped Jim to his feet. "Except apparently we're leaving Not Enrique out for now." Her lips stretched down and her hand tightened around his gauntlet before she let go.

He did like Claire's implication she considered Enrique part of her family now. Jim decided it was best not to draw attention to that.

"Well, yeah. If the goal is to set him at ease … He was way more upset Mr S was in Trollmarket than that Mom was, once he knew."

What with Barbara being unconscious when Vendel first saw her, and the news of Stricklander's identity being accompanied by news of Jim's identity. Jim still hadn't entirely forgiven Blinky for that.

"I could put stories about Mom in your book, too," Jim offered. "Since all Vendel really knows about her is that she wants to expose trolls to other humans. Oh, or he could come for dinner! Blinky, AAARRRGGHH, Mom suggested I should ask you guys to dinner sometime. She's trying to be open-minded about the whole, you know, troll thing, and meeting you again when she actually knows it's coming seems like a good way to help her get used to you as, you know, people."

Technically she had only mentioned Blinky, but Jim suspected AAARRRGGHH would end up coming anyway, so it would be simplest if Jim were to expand the invitation.

He probably also ought to set a cap at four trolls, though. Draal would likely come up from the basement for the meal, and the house was only so big.

Blinky and AAARRRGGHH looked at each other again.

"Think about it," AAARRRGGHH agreed.

"I'll admit to a curiosity about the human custom of 'dinner parties'," said Blinky slowly. "Ah, but for now, we really should focus on your training."

Claire bolted for the rim of the Forge before Blinky could start it up. Jim ran a gauntleted hand along the length of his sword, resharpening Daylight.

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"Master Jim," said Blinky quietly, once physical training was over and they'd adjourned to the library. "There are two matters I'd like to discuss privately. It shouldn't take long."

Jim followed Blinky into the side room where the six-eyed troll had given him The Talk not long ago.

"Firstly, I of course will discuss it further with AAARRRGGHH, but I suspect we shall accept your mother's invitation. Please extend our thanks to her, and inquire as to when would be a convenient night. Secondly, it will do Claire's training no good if you simply let her win."

"… What gave that away?"

"I've watched you train for months, Master Jim. I'm very observant, and you aren't that clumsy or slow. And if you were having an 'off day', you would have been more challenged by the Forge."

"… This match wasn't about training. Claire resents me for Enrique being swapped. Giving her a victory over me should help her get over that."

Blinky frowned. His eyes were drifting in various directions, like he was searching for a counterargument but not sure which issue to press.

"I'm not saying it's an instant fix," Jim clarified, "but she got to vent and she got to feel like she got a little bit of revenge in a way that ultimately didn't cause harm to anyone else. Pushing away anger isn't as effective as working through it."

Barbara had borrowed a number of self-help books from the library about a month after James left. Jim, in his quest to read every book in the Lake house, had gotten through most of them before she took them back.

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Barbara needed, very badly, to vent. She was frustrated and confused and overwhelmed and bitter and guilty, and she couldn't even talk to anyone about it because she'd promised to keep trolls a secret.

Jim knew she knew, but it wouldn't be fair to complain to Jim about her struggles with adjusting to this new reality. A responsible parent did not put such a heavy issue on their child. Furthermore, she didn't trust herself not to say something cruel to him if she really got going.

So instead, Barbara planned to channel her feelings into painting. There was nothing so cathartic as throwing a bunch of paint at canvas and not even caring how it ended up looking. Then, once she calmed down, she could try expressing some of her perspective on trolls and worries about the future. She could be so much more articulate with paint sometimes than she was with words.

She'd dug her paints and brushes out of her closet, buried behind clothes she hardly ever had a chance to wear now that she spent most of her time in scrubs.

If memory served, she should still have some canvases down in the basement. Canvas was expensive. She wouldn't have just thrown it out.

Barbara went downstairs to search for canvas, and found a troll behind her furnace.

She'd seen something back there covered by a tarp, and pulled the tarp aside, and come face-to-snout with him. He was tall and broad and blue and spiky, with big round red and yellow eyes that got even bigger and rounder when he saw her.

She barely noticed this until she was already spraying him with pepper spray.

Apparently it worked on trolls.

Barbara was screaming. The troll was roaring. She didn't hear the door burst open, but it must have, because then Jim, who hadn't been home, was charging downstairs, shining armour glowing into existence around him.

"MOM–!"

Startled, Barbara turned and caught him with the pepper spray as well.

"AAAAHHH! The one time the faceplate doesn't show up!" He squinted through building tears. "Draal?"

"What is this poison?" the troll shouted.

"Pepper spray, it's a self-defence thing – Mom, it's okay, he's a friend!"

Barbara managed to stop screaming and tried to let go of the button on the pepper spray. She ended up dropping the canister. It rolled somewhere.

The troll was still half-draped in the tarp he'd used to camouflage himself. There was a blanket on the floor behind him, and a glowing crystal, several food containers, a few spears, and a wicked-looking axe.

"Uh … Mom, this is Draal," said Jim, rapidly blinking. "You met him in Trollmarket. Or, did I not get around to introducing him? You saw him, anyway. He was in the library with us."

"What is he –?" Barbara redirected her question to the troll. "What are you doing in our basement?"

Draal was rubbing at his eyes. "I volunteered to guard this dwelling from threats in the Trollhunter's absence. Though I see now that it is well-protected already."

"You're rubbing it in," said Jim. "I'll get some milk. The lipids bond with the capsaicin in the pepper oil, so milk flushes it out better than water."

Barbara grabbed Jim's arm before he could leave her alone with this strange, injured troll and his weapon collection. "You rented out our basement? When was this?"

In the Trollhunter's absence … Had Draal moved in when Barbara kicked Jim out?

"A few months ago? And technically he's not renting. He doesn't pay me anything – well, services rendered, with the protection. So maybe it is renting? But he'd protect wherever he was living anyway – Mom, please, my eyes really hurt, just let me get the milk and we'll talk after?"

Of course she let him go. They all went upstairs and Jim raided the fridge. There was a half-full carton, and a full one. Jim and Draal took turns leaning over the sink and pouring milk over their eyes.

"So. Draal." Barbara did not enjoy having to keep her voice level. This was supposed to be her time to unwind and be unleashed, not restrain herself. "Who exactly are you?"

"I am Draal the Deadly," he said proudly, "Draal the Destroyer, son of Kanjigar and Ballustra."

What reassuring titles, she thought sarcastically.

"Kanjigar was the Trollhunter before me," Jim added. "Draal expected to be the next one, so he's been training me."

"I thought Blinky was your trainer?"

"Yeah, he is, but Draal is too. Less officially."

"How many trainers do you have?"

Jim frowned and started counting. "Blinky and AAARRRGGHH, obviously, Draal, maybe Vendel, not sure if he counts, Stricklander definitely, and … I'm going to leave other Changelings off the list and just say five."

"What about the last Trollhunter?" Barbara frowned. Jim and Draal both flinched.

"The Amulet chooses a new Trollhunter when the last one is felled," said Draal, in a surprisingly soft voice for such an intimidating figure.

"Remember how I said the Trollhunter can't quit?" said Jim, also softly.

"… Oh." Barbara cleared her throat and managed to say to Draal, "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you."

There was an awkward pause. Barbara changed the subject.

"So if Draal's been living in our basement for months, and we've 'met', why am I only learning about this now?"

"After you … asked for some space, I was worried someone else might come after you to get to me." Jim was looking determinedly at the blender. "You couldn't tell Draal not to protect you if you didn't know he was here."

Barbara's teeth clenched. Dear God, she needed her painting break.

"Jim, we've – discussed – respecting personal autonomy? Part of that is deciding for myself if I want a live-in bodyguard."

"I know." His gaze dropped to the floor. "I was scared for you, so I ignored that you're an adult and able to make your own decisions, and that was wrong of me. I should have told you about Draal. Then you wouldn't have been scared and pepper sprayed him."

"Do you honestly believe we're in enough danger to need a guard?"

Barbara meant it rhetorically. Jim had emphasized that trolls tried to keep themselves hidden from humans. That implied they weren't likely to come into a human neighbourhood and attack a human house.

She did not expect Jim to immediately nod.

"I don't think it's possible to make one's home too safe," he said earnestly.

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Previous Chapter (Mary, Darci, and Claire talk to Bagdwella, Not Enrique, and Blinky - not all at once - about the scrapbooking idea)

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Next Chapter (Blinky and AAARRRGGHH come over for dinner)

The semantic debate over whether Draal is renting the basement is inspired by Changing light by @eurydykakaput. In Chapter 2, Jim confronts his stepfather Walter about 'renting' the basement out. In Walter's defense, in that timeline, Draal didn't even move in to protect the Trollhunter's family. After Draal tried to beat the new Trollhunter up, Walter ended up comforting Draal over Kanjigar's recent death, and invited him over for tea and a longer talk, and Draal just sort of … never left.

A Fantastic Upheaval by a3rie (on AO3; Kiss of the Breeze on FFnet) also involves Barbara discovering Draal living in the basement, as the starting point for canon divergence.

#Becoming The Mask chapters #Trollhunters #Changeling Jim #My Fanfiction #fight scenes #Tobias Domzalski #Claire Nuñez #Dr Barbara Lake #Draal #Tales of Arcadia #AAARRRGGHH #Blinkous Galadrigal #Darci Scott #Mary Wang #Monday is fanfic day!#also #fanfic recommendation #reference links

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@captainswanbigbang & @captxinswans present:

RIPTIDE by @courtorderedcake

Beta’d by the wonderful @ultraluckycatnd

An Enchanted Forest AU where the dark one was never released into the world in a vessel, thus causing a massive shift in timelines. The ogre wars have ravaged kingdoms, untold destruction spanning continents, rulers displaced. Even as the wars sputter to ash, the safest place to be is at sea, and that’s not very safe at all - as Emma and Killian find out, fates intertwined against all odds.

Rated: E/X - heavy content : warnings of assault, rape, noncon, just everything, I feel like the rating says enough. It’s something.

WARNING:

READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

Read on Ao3 HERE .

Chapter X : Mainstay

"When the mainstay of one's world is taken away, it's only natural to cling to all the rest, to try desperately to keep things as close to the way they were as one can." He shook his head sorrowfully. "But no one can ever go back to yesterday.”

-Robin Hobb

Killian was driving her crazy. Everyone was, offering extra hands, watching her like she was a child, commenting on how large her stomach had gotten, or presenting the same stupid questions as she waddled around a port. “How much longer?” a shopkeeper asked her one day. Her glare could pierce armor, and she heard Killian’s sharp intake of breath.

“Too long,” Emma hissed, annoyed. The shopkeeper continued on, prattling about her own children as Emma’s intimidation missed its mark completely.

It had been happening more; the last time she’d been successful at scaring someone was when a drunken man touched her and asked if she was having twins. Emma had the man by the wrist in seconds, breaking it with a crack that echoed through the market. The man screamed as she stepped over him as daintily as her bloated body would allow.

Part of her wrath was hormonal, and part of it was the mollycoddling. But those were nothing compared to the main contributor.

Emma had never been outright feminine or fashion forward, but her body ballooning everywhere at once had her feeling like a whale or a pig ready for reaping. Killian said he didn’t mind, but the women that flirted with him and looked at him with some sort of sad look when he came to press kisses on her cheek made her feel so ugly and insecure. Especially combined with the other fun symptoms at this stage like heartburn from anything she ate, eating like an ogre, gas that while he laughed through it made him open one of the few cabin windows they had, and cravings that left him nauseous.

She wasn’t exactly who he had fell for any longer.

Even among her best friends she felt disgusting. Snow and Ruby were lithe, one petite and the other tall; next to them, she felt completely terrible. Add in Rory, whose long ash blonde hair hit her waist and seemed to never snarl, and Emma wanted to roll herself into the ocean. They were sweet and doting while helping her pick out pieces from a frustrated tailor, seams let out again and again.

“Don’t listen to him, Emma. You’re not fat; some women just carry big,” Snow comforted after a particularly tense session with the grouchy man who fitted her in a soft linen frock. Snow shot the man a death glare when he grunted. “You’re beautiful,” she said quietly.

Snow picked at a swath of fabric nearby, looking away. Emma sighed. How could anyone be jealous of this? Emma could tell from Snow’s posture, her glances, and even her never ending apologies for her part in things that she wanted a child with her brother, wanted marriage and a ring, and would give up everything if it meant she could have a cottage somewhere.

“Thanks,” Emma muttered.

The tailor grunted again, pins in his mouth. “Alright, I’m letting it out even looser to accommodate for…” his eyes trailed over her body, and he adjusted his glasses, “growth.”

Emma scowled, and declined to join the group on the rest of the shopping trip, claiming to feel fatigued and asking for a box of sweets instead. The group dropped her off at the docks, never walking alone, and she waved a hello to Will and Belle who sat on deck eating apples. Emma couldn’t stand the thought of laying around again. She would do some work around the ship, anything to try and forget her embarrassment. Pulling a bucket of soapy water to their quarters, she set about sweeping and then cleaning the floor with a brush, orange oil, and fragrant water.

She heard Killian’s footfalls before she saw him, the door opening slowly. She turned on her hands and knees with skirts hiked up and pushed back a sweaty lock of hair.

“Didn’t feel like a walk around the town?” he asked quietly, leaning against the door frame. Emma shook her head and returned to scrubbing, hearing the gentle click of the door close behind him. His hook touched the small of her back, gentle and cold through the thin dress. It reminded her of the few times they had been intimate, usually frantic and frenzied due to her sudden spurts of arousal or the mood striking between a plunder.

“Love, you look exhausted. Why don’t you -”

“I don’t want to go lay down. I can’t just keep lying down, I want to be doing something! I need to be doing something, I don’t -” Tears threatened behind her eyes, and Killian pulled her face to his, kissing her lovingly.

“Tell me what’s wrong?” he whispered, and his eyes searching hers were so worried. She was worrying him again.

“I’m sorry. I just had a bad day.” Wiping her eyes, she let out a sniff. “I just…”

Arms eased her into his body, wrapping her into a hug as her back rested against his chest. “Hey. You know, you don’t have to fight so hard anymore. I’m here for you, Emma.” His breath was warm by her ear, words soothing. “You’re everything to me. You have done more than enough for everyone. There’s no reason you have to work so hard still.”

Emma closed her eyes, letting him press kisses to her exposed neck, his hook pulling down the fabric of her dress to nip at a shoulder. Emma shuddered, pleasure overridden by her insecurity. He felt pity.

“I’m going to take you up on that nap offer.” Pulling away and standing with his help as her balance shifted, he helped her lay in bed. He laid next to her himself until she drifted in dreams to a place where she didn’t feel anything, no insecurities any longer.

Emma was stunningly beautiful. Killian could barely keep his eyes off of her, sunlight in her hair like a halo as she glowed. Her body was rounded and she complained about pain, which he felt increasingly terrible for, but her beauty remained the same. He tried to do everything in his power to make her as comfortable as he could, her light duty work becoming a bit too much as they waited for the midwife. She still worked for a few hours each day, taking breaks frequently. Resting quietly or eating lunches she could be found sunning herself on the deck of The Jolly, skin seeming to almost give out light, which he found captivating as he tried to focus on whatever problem was brought to his attention.

His favorite thing though was going to bed with her, and the feeling of waking beside her, watching her face light up like seeing colors for the first time.

“You’re a creep,” she whispered sleepily, not opening her eyes. He chuckled and smiled, content laying next to her. “You really are lucky you’re so good looking.” One eye peeked open as she murmured, “Not every woman would tolerate a husband that watches as they sleep, occasionally stroking and talking to their belly. Especially when the woman in question looks like some type of seacow.”

“You’re beautiful. Stop it.” Emma only rolled her eyes, lips pulled tight as she turned away. “Emma, you are stunning. I want to kiss every delectable inch of you constantly. Your breasts, and how you glow, I can’t keep my eyes off of you, alright?”

In a muffled imitation of his voice, Emma sarcastically drolled, “I’d despair if you did.” He laughed, but rubbed her back in small circles, her disbelief and insecurity causing her shoulder blades to tense.

“Emma. Love.” tugging on her arm, he rolled her to face him. “I have never wanted you more.”

Even the press of his chest hair against her nipples had her whimpering; her breasts were beyond sensitive and had grown into plump globes. She continued to kiss him chastely with soft, feather light kisses that stole his breath, but left him wanting more.

“Emma, I -” he whispered softly, but she shook her head, a contented smile on her face.

“Shhhh.” She ran fingers through his hair with one hand, while the other hand gently cupped his cheek. He nuzzled into her touch, kissing her palm. “I just… I just want to know you're real, that this is real, that you love me and think I’m beautiful, that you're alright. I…” She smiled a beaming smile that lit up both the room and his soul. “I love you. I love you so much. Waking up with you feels like a dream.”

Soft glimmers of swirling sunshine colored magic came off her body as they looked at each other. It settled on his skin, adding barely there tingling sensations all over his body. Emma let out a sigh of happiness, feeling his heart and hers beat in an easy rhythm.

“Darling, my heart belongs to you and you can have it until the sun ceases to rise. I love you too.”

She hummed lowly as she lowered her head to his chest, lightly tracing patterns in the golden mist that had settled on them. It shimmered with a glow every time they took a breath, and he found himself watching her, gold on her skin, in her hair, flecks in her eyes, the soft sparkle of treasure he'd finally won. That he finally deserved.

They kissed slowly and he took his time tasting her, nipping at her lips while he relished the moans she made. Licking and kissing down her neck and collarbone, her shoulder bare and lovely as he scraped his teeth across it. Emma’s hips rose, and he cursed having to balance himself over her. Trailing more nips down her body, he rested his forehead against her thigh, inhaling vanilla and lavender scented air. To think, at one point he hated and feared magic. Now he loved every part of it, every part of her.

After running a finger through her wet curls and watching her shudder, Killian leaned in and licked a stripe that ended in a swirl of her clit. Emma’s hips rose up with a pleading whimper, and he obliged her need by swirling his tongue everywhere but where she needed, slow laps that ended with a huff and her keen of frustration. He brought her close again and again, letting her legs shake before leaving her panting and white knuckled.

Pulling away a final time he grabbed a pillow, pulling her trembling hips up to place it underneath. Killian knelt, laying his body over hers and kissing her slowly, everything slow as her magic made spirals and sparkling wisps in the light. Her hair was a loose tangle of curls and he ran his hands through it, bending to place soft kisses on the arch of her neck as she breathed unevenly. Her chest rose and he let his hand graze a nipple. Emma bucked up into him with a moan that shot right down his spine.

Returning to his kneeling position, Killian pressed into her, groaning low as she let out a wordless gasp. Filling her slowly, stoking slow heat that burned with the best sort of pleasure he heard Emma sigh in pleasure as he felt his own. Everything was tender, rhythm languorous, her body pliant and so softly rounded under his hands; her back arched as he pressed kisses where he could, lips stealing her breathy moans. He couldn’t tell her in words how the taste of her neck made everything else seem like nothing, how her fingers felt like velvet until her nails dragged biting paths that urged him on when he shifted his weight.

Emma became louder, writhing underneath him as he felt her body tighten. They came undone together, holding each other as her magic began to fade. Killian realized with amazement and apprehension that he was not only happy, but that he was done with just having quick fucks or meaningless flings. While he had laughed at men before for espousing romantic nonsense, he realized that those men were right. He had found everything he needed with Emma. It wasn’t just sex anymore. They had made love - her heart under his hand fluttering, his twisted arm against her belly where kicks landed in protest.

“I don’t have words that mean more than I love you, Emma,” Killian murmured into her hair.

Emma hummed, pressing a kiss to his nose. “Find them while I sleep. I’ve been thoroughly ravaged.” She turned with difficulty, facing away to press her back against him. She fell asleep in his arms like she belonged there, relaxed and warm. He had never even ventured to dream about this feeling before out of fear.

This was home.

Being with Killian was like coming up for air after swimming just a little too deep. When she was around him, she fell back into the ease of his presence and the safety he provided. It was more than enough confirmation that Emma had never really been in love; nothing ever coming close to the flutter she felt when his eyes met her own from across a room. Her clavicle held the evidence of his other needs; love bites littering the soft skin, a reminder of the way his lips trailed her skin with whispered words of appreciation and awe.

For everything he had done for her, Emma tried to do things for him. Trimming his hair, tidying where she could, wrapping bundles of herbs in twine to leave in his pockets for luck and good fortune when laying his clothing out. Heading out to market when she felt brave enough, she kept an eye out for maps and books that might grab his interest, thoughts returning to him as if he occupied a space in her mind. He did, of course.

Emma knew his favorite things and dislikes in the astounding way a person became more when you held their heart, filling out the unknowns and shedding light on all of their being. Tasks for herself became tasks for two, taking turns making two cups of tea, two sets of wash, two plates of bread and cheese, or two glasses of wine. Two felt complete, and soon they’d be three, a black haired baby in their arms. The thought actually gave her pause as time moved forward; Killian so excited to hold their child, talking to her belly in hushed tones.

“You are going to be great. You’ve already survived more than most men and you’re not even born,” Killian whispered to Emma’s amusement. “You’re brilliant, just like your parents. Mostly your papa.” Emma shot him a look, but he was grinning cheekily. “I fancy your mum from time to time, and I’m sure you’ll love her. She’s pretty fantastic.”

“You might be biased, but I am pretty fantastic.”

Spring was almost over, heat coming in waves and the crew cleaning The Jolly while the temperature was tolerable. Emma was happy to help where she could and have the chance to stretch her legs, tying knots and helping to move what wasn’t too heavy. Killian surprised her with a packed lunch as they sat watching the sunset together, the purples and oranges blurring into pinks on the far horizon.

It was perfect, save for Killian’s sudden rattled nerves.

“Killian?” “Er, yes love?” he scratched behind his ear, digging in the basket. “What’s on your mind tonight?” When he flinched, she laid her hand on his thigh, trying to soothe whatever was worrying him.

Pulling a small box out of the basket, he turned, kneeling by her side. Emma blinked. “Before you were taken, I designed a ring for you. It’d be a shame to let it go to waste, so I thought I’d marry you with a little more pomp this go round. Do this properly.”

Flipping the box open, Emma felt a surge of electricity that fluttered along her skin, a surge that made her heart skip a beat as it jumped to her throat. There weren’t words to describe how beautiful the rings in the velvet casing were. Threaded bands of hammered gold and silver, braided intricately around moonstones, pearls, and citrine to form wings; a round diamond set in a circle of diamonds sat between them. A matching braided marriage band that glittered iridescently from mother of pearl inlay. “You’re supposed to say something at some point, love.” Killian whispered, anxiety subtle in his tone.

“I love you. I’ve already said yes, you didn’t need to -”

“Yes. I did. You are… You’re everything. I’d follow you to the end of the world, move mountains and part seas to be with you. Regardless of the child. You gave me something to believe in besides my own selfish desires. I love you and I want to do this properly.” Setting the box aside, he took her hand in his, gaze soft, full of adoration. “Emma, marry me."

“I will. Just, don’t fuss over me not wanting a wedding, alright?”

“No promises. You say that now, but there’s cake at weddings. Maggie would insist on making pie, it’ll be a grand affair.” Killian picked at his hook with a smirk, and she couldn’t help her eyebrows raising.

“It’s extremely rude to play on my weaknesses, husband.” He slipped the rings on her finger, chuckling low when her stomach growled. “I’ll think about it, but it doesn’t sound horrible. Would you still want to have it here?”

“I was actually thinking, if you’d like, there’s that field in Camelot. And it’s the right season for blooms.”

“I could live with that.” Emma shrugged, grinning.

The ceremony was small, a white dress that was airy and light and a flower crown in her loose hair. For the first time in a long time, Emma felt beautiful. The dress slimmed her, its cut flaring around her body instead of clinging to it. Killian looked handsome, clean trimmed in dark leather fitted to him. Their vows were short, the words shared in the dark cell all they needed. The kiss was longer, however, and the laughter and cheering warmed Emma more than she thought, especially watching Maggie and Snow wipe tears from their eyes.

Emma was surprised by a few guests she didn’t know that Killian had invited. At first she was mildly irritated; four beautiful women who she had heard snippets about from Killian in the past. Emma tamped down her jealousy at the idea of these potential old flames. A glossy raven haired woman with bright green eyes she assumed must be the gypsy he’d talked about approached the couple. She brought a goat with her, and more surprisingly, an ex-royal guard.

“Esmeralda! You made it!” Killian called out.

“We escaped, just barely. The church was growing strong there, and I cannot thank you enough for your passage. One day… Maybe we’ll go back. There’s too much loss there.”

Emma lost any heat she harbored. She touched Esmeralda gently on the shoulder, a gesture of understanding without words.

Another guest was a stunning scarlet haired woman who greeted Killian by throwing her arms around him in thanks, as an embarrassed man in pristine attire looked on. “Killy, look at you, you found True Love! I brought you a wedding gift and look, I found Eric! And, I’m not a mermaid all the time anymore; I can choose -” the woman rattled on, and Emma tried to process what she had heard. As she was blinking, the red head rounded on her. “And you! You’re beautiful, and look how happy you are. And a baby on the way, oh Killian you must be ecstatic!”

Killian came to Emma’s side and let his arm rest around her as the woman continued.

“Killy, hmm?” She whispered, and he shot her a look.

“Ariel. Ex mermaid. Very excitable,” he whispered, and Emma nodded slowly, trying to smile and not grimace. A quiet, dark haired and dark skinned woman nodded at them, taking a seat in the floral glade with the others, crates strewn around for seating. She looked familiar, but Emma couldn’t place where she had seen her before, almost as if she was seen in foggy dreams. Emma could feel the aura she gave off from across the way, a magic that was unfamiliar and flowed in ebbing waves. No gold thread, no inky darkness, just a fluidity that went deep and far like a overfull basin -

Water. The woman controlled water. “Ursula. Invited for luck, and tradition. And… to ensure no one gives us any trouble,” Killian said with an underlying nervousness. “The Ursula? The Sea Goddess? How do you know -” Emma’s eyes widened.

“Even the Gods need help from mere mortals from time to time. I happen to be dashingly handsome and one of the first on the call list.” Emma elbowed him hard.

A man with an accent stood with another beautiful woman with dark curly hair, rolling her eyes as he and Will laughed at whatever he was saying. At their approach, she smiled warmly. “You must be Emma. I’m Tiana, I make those beignets you get from the southern tip of the Enchanted Forest. I keep trying to say hello when you come by, but usually I’m way back in the kitchen.” She took Emma’s hands in her own, folding them together. “It’s so good to finally meet you. Killian here helped my idiot husband escape being hanged as the rightful ruler to what was Maldonia.”

“I had no idea he was so philanthropic.” Emma glanced up at Killian, who had gone red.

“‘Anything to spit on the crown’ was what he told us, so don’t be too impressed.” Tiana laughed, her husband turning with bright eyes to greet them, and squeezing a glaring Killian into a hug.

“Eh, look at you! Set up with a blonde. A beautiful blonde, at that! Ashidanza, may your union be grand.” Letting go of Killian, he kissed Emma on both cheeks and smiled broadly. “And a petit enfant for you. He is lucky to have you tolerate him, he is, how do you say… A serious type, no? Oh, the life you shall have!”

“My husband, Naveen,” Tiana smiled.

“Same as always,” muttered Killian. “Bloody frogged fool.” Emma wandered over to get something to drink, tiredness beginning to rest on her shoulders. Maggie had outdone herself on pies and Emma, along with Ruby, had pulled favors to make sure there was more than enough cake. Will and Jefferson were fortunate to ‘find’ barrels of ale, rose wine, and grapefruit cider as well.

Maggie approached, smiling softly and wrapping Emma in her arms. Placing a beautiful ivory shawl on Emma’s shoulders, she spoke through tears.

“You look… well. I never had a daughter, but if I did, I’d hope she was half as beautiful as you.”

Emma kissed her on the forehead, tears in her own eyes. Will, Naveen, Jefferson, Merida, and Rory played music as dusk fell, the last bits of evening sun lighting the glade as fireflies began their flight. Emma was shocked at Rory playing the accordion, her laughter at the surprise from the crew melding into the notes she played. Belle sat watching Will on his guitar, a shy and pleased grin on her face as she swayed to his music. Graham and Ruby twirled together and he managed not to stomp on her feet, his hatred of dancing gone for the moment. With each cycle of song, they seemed to press closer together, and August’s snort of laughter a bit later alerted Emma to them sneaking off into the woods.

Two dark figures came up the path, and Killian grinned widely. “I thought you weren’t going to make it!” he laughed, embracing a man and woman dressed in traditional clothing from the far south.

Emma blinked, the woman so familiar. “Jasmine? Princess Jasmine?” Emma said incredulously.

“You! Aladdin, this is the healer that saved my life all those years ago!” Jasmine hugged her, laughing. “What a small world! Killian here helped me fake my death and escape with Aladdin.” Emma shook her head, laughing at the strange web of fate that bound those here together.

While Emma only managed a few dances before curling into Killian’s embrace, she made it long enough to see her friends joy under the stars as they celebrated. Even her brother was happy, dancing with Snow and smiling sincerely at her as she lay against Killian’s chest, inhaling the smell of the flowers. Back in their bed, she lay contented from her husband’s ministrations, tired and sated as he pulled away and out of her. They kissed, tangling themselves again.

“I love you,” she whispered, and closed her eyes finally after a long and beautiful day.

“And I love you,” Killian whispered back, holding her tighter and relishing her nuzzle into him in return.

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Organic Personal Care Market Register The Fastest Growth Owing To Increasing Awareness Among Millennial And Gen Z Consumers

The global organic personal care market size is expected to reach USD 42.19 billion by 2030, registering a CAGR of 9.1% over the forecast period, according to a new report by Grand View Research, Inc. Organic products are gaining traction among a growing number of consumers, driven by the rising environmental awareness globally. Usage of organically-sourced ingredients in product formulations is anticipated to surge in the next few years as per the trends observed in skincare product consumption. Demand for products free from synthetic fragrances, preservatives, parabens, petrochemicals, and harsh cleaners, such as sodium lauryl sulfate has been on the rise over the past few years.

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Numerous market players are involved in manufacturing a variety of organic personal care products such as sunscreens, body lotions, shampoos, scrubs, anti-aging creams, make-up removers, masks and exfoliators, and eye care products, lip care products, BB creams, face oils, and cleansers/toners. The skin care segment held the largest revenue share in 2021 and is expected to maintain dominance during the forecast period. Skin problems, such as acne and dryness, are common among consumers globally. Owing to this, the brands are offering organic products with active ingredients to address skin issues. Some of the brands in this category are Annmarie, Amala, True Botanicals, and Made Simple.

The growing popularity of organic skin care products with active ingredients to fight major skin issues is a predominant factor driving the market growth. The hypermarkets/supermarkets segment accounted for the largest revenue share in 2021. The increasing availability of such products at Walmart, Target, Costco, and Tesco among others has helped in driving the sale of organic personal care products through this channel. Furthermore, a large number of consumers prefer buying products due to the shopping experience offered at these stores. The market is fragmented in nature, with the presence of a large number of global and regional players.

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5 Key Insights on US$ 15 Bn Opportunity in Global Wax Market

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Driven by Superior Properties like High Gloss, Water Repellant, and Chemical Resistance, the Global Wax Market is forecasted to Cross US$ 14 Bn by 2028 says Ken Research Study.

Wax is a broad category of organic compounds that are lipophilic and bendable solids at room temperature that tend to melt at a higher temperature. It includes lipids and higher alkanes that are insoluble in water but soluble in nonpolar, organic solvents. Wax is generally derived from petroleum and bio-based resources which are extracted from crude oil refining. These materials include base oil, natural gas, compounds like polyethylene, plants, and the skin of animals. Wax has applications across paints, bundling, hardware, electrical, ink and coatings, elastic, pharmaceuticals, and beautifying agents.

“Ken Research shares 5 key insights on this ~US$ 15 billion market from its latest research study”

1. Wax Market Has Seen Stable Growth After an Increase in Investments and Collaboration

The Global Wax Market is expected to witness stable growth during the forecast period, owing to its superior properties like high gloss, which acts as a good repellant against water and chemical resistance. The Global Wax Market was valued at US$ 8 billion in 2017, It is estimated to be US$ 10 billion in 2022 and is expected to reach a market size of US$ 14 billion by 2028 growing with a CAGR of 5%. Asia Pacific is the dominating region in the Global Wax Market, owing to the rising living standards and increasing industrialization.

2. The Increased Demand for Wax by Cosmetic and Pharmaceutical End-user Industries are Major Growth Driver for the Global Wax Market.

The increase in demand for wax from the candle and packaging industry along with the growth in the personal care industry is the major factor driving the market growth of the Wax Market. The increasing demand for bio-based wax owing to the consumer’s concern about the adverse effect of chemical products.

In July 2021, Charlotte Tilbury launched a lip scrub consisting of natural products like shea butter and beeswax to buff away dead skin cells. It is meeting the demand for natural wax, recently in demand by consumers.

According to European Candle Manufacturer Association, the consumption of candles in the European Union increased from 622 tons in 2015 to 806 tons in 2021, witnessing a CAGR of ~5%.

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3. USA-China Trade War Conflicts is Key Restraining Factor for Market Growth

The USA-China trade war is a major challenge for the Wax Market. The USA government has imposed regulatory rules to support the domestic and paraffin wax and candle business in the country.

The USA government has imposed 108.3% anti-dumping duties on Chinese candle products to help in the growth of the domestic paraffin wax and candle industry, impacting the wax business across the globe.

4. The Candle Segment is Likely to Hold a Significant Market Share During the Forecast Period

The Wax Market is anticipated to be dominated by the candle segment. The increased usage of candles by therapists to create a peaceful environment in the therapy room, lighting candles in prayers and meditation, etc. are some of the significant factors driving the growth of the candle segment. For instance, in March 2021, Yankee Candle, the launch of the third annual Scent of the year, Discovery, is likely to bring together a combination of fragrances and ignite the feeling of energy, connection, and desire to embrace new experiences. These initiatives like product launches taken by industry players is likely to boom the growth of the candle segment, hence providing an opportunity for the wax market to grow.

5. Asia Pacific is the Largest Market for Wax Owing to the Rising Standard of Living and Increasing Industrialization

Asia Pacific is expected to dominate the Global Wax Market during the forecast period. The growth is primarily due to the rising living standards and increasing industrialization, specifically in countries like China and India. The low labor, raw material, and operational costs is also a major factor propelling the growth in the Asia Pacific region.

China is one of the largest producers, consumers, and importers of beeswax in the world, and India is one of the largest producers of beeswax in the world. The region’s usage of cosmetic and personal care goods is expanding owing to the result of increased attention on personal appearance, and an aging population. China is the largest adhesive consumption market in the region in terms of both production and consumption. The increasing consumption of adhesives in industries, such as furniture, construction, etc., further fuels the growth of the wax market in the region.

In March 2021, Calumet Specialty Products Partners acquired Paralogics, LLC, a manufacturer of candle and industrial wax mixtures, and Calumet Specialty Products Partners now has a blending and formulating capacity of 20 million pounds/year.

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Global Wax Market: Ken Research

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