#Parfum Roses Company

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Horror Girls & Perfume Associations

Irena Dubrovna (Cat People): "Something warm and living" Ciara by Revlon (neroli, ylang ylang, amber)

Thomasin (The Witch): "When I sleep my spirit slips away from my body and dances naked with The Devil" Spiritueuse Double Vanille by Guerlain (incense, bulgarian rose, vanilla, cedar) layered over Dirt by Demeter Fragrance

Carrie White (Carrie): "They're all gonna laugh at you!" Heaven Sent by Dana (apple blossom, lily of the valley, musk)

Contess Elizabeth Bathory (Daughters of Darkness): "Love is stronger than death... even than life." La Panthere by Cartier (dried fruits, strawberry, rhubarb, rose, oakmoss)

Edith Cushing (Crimson Peak): "Ghosts are real, that much I know. I've seen them all my life..." Rose Of No Man's Land by Byredo (turkish red rose, raspberry bloom, amber, pink pepper)

Lucille Sharpe (Crimson Peak): "The horror was for love" Criminal of Love by By Kilian (saffron, turkish rose, tobacco)

Anna (Possession): "I feel nothing for no-one!" Fidji Eau de Toilette by Guy Laroche (aldehydes, cloves, amber, rose, vetiver)

Rosaleen (The Company of the Wolves): "I'd never let a man strike me" Lolita Lempicka by Lolita Lempicka (vanilla, praline, licorice)

Sandie (Last Night in Soho): "I've been in a prison all my life"Chant d'Arômes Eau de Toilette by Guerlain (honeysuckle, ylang ylang, vanilla)

Helen (Candyman): "Your death will be a tale to frighten children, to make lovers cling closer in their rapture" Shalimar Eau de Parfum by Guerlain (bergamot, iris, vanilla)

[cleolinda]

This does not spark Joy (Dior, 2018 & 2019)

PREVIOUSLY ON: Jean Patou's Joy (1930) was voted the Scent of the Century, but for some mysterious reason, it's not manufactured anymore.

Dior fucking killed Joy.

I won't bury the lede here at all. It was Dior. And I love a good Dior, don't get me wrong. But in August 2018, LVMH Moët Hennessy Louis Vuitton (which owns every damn thing, including Sephora and half the brands in it) bought the Jean Patou company (which had already changed hands twice). More importantly, they bought the name "Joy." And, somehow, their subsidiary Parfums Christian Dior had their own Joy, complete with Jennifer Lawrence ad campaign, ready to release two weeks later.

For a while, Designer Parfums was at least allowed to manufacture and sell Jean Patou's Joy in France. But now, according to the Patou website, the company's fragrances "are no longer in production." When "authorized outlets" run out, they're out. Because apparently, it was that important for Dior to keep anyone else from using the name "Joy."

So what did they replace the Scent of the Century with?

I had heard that Joy by Dior Intense was a huge improvement on the initial Joy by Dior (which infuriated fragrance aficionados itself by existing, clearly), and I'm glad I tried it first, because if I had started with the original ("original") Dior, I would have punched a wall. But let's start with that: I kept trying Dior Joy #1 over and over because I couldn't remember what it smelled like. It is literally, in the literal sense of literally, forgettable. I tried it one more time today in order to write this paragraph, and: it's soapy white musk. Which upset me initially, I remember now, because I'm just really not a fan of soapy/laundry white musk, but that's on me; I've seen user reviews that do really like Joy by Dior. On me, it's just bubblebath froth, eventually a sweet citrus that peeks up from under it, and a drydown that adds some vanilla to that. That's joyous, I guess?

What I will say is, unlike the other perfume that made me think of bubble baths, it didn't give me a panic attack, so it's got one up on Chanel. But it's just... was this necessary? Did we not have enough soapy white citrus-vanilla musks in the world? At the time, I was just asking myself this rhetorically, but then I kept reading up on the Dior Joy(s). As Victoria at Bois de Jasmin points out, the actual fragrance is a copy of yet another perfume:

The result is that Dior Joy is Allure Lite. The rose and jasmine are folded into a sandalwood accord reminiscent of Chanel’s fragrance. From the top notes to the drydown, Joy follows the course of Allure, but in a softer, more transparent interpretation. The mandarin peel dusted with sugar, the rose blended with the lemony jasmine, a touch of apricot and orange blossom that melt into the sandalwood and custard-like vanilla. Even the same contrast between the sweet citrus and creamy woods is maintained.

Mark Behnke at Colognoisseur:

[Dior perfumer François Demachy] chose to create a mash-up of two huge best-sellers. The citrus opening is straight out of Chanel Allure and the floral heart is Dior J'Adore. In other words, it is just a re-tread.

DIOR! WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING DOING!

I won't say that Joy Intense (Dior #2) is more like Jean Patou's, but at least it has less of a soapy musk opening. Let's compare the notes:

Joy by Dior (2018): White musk, Grasse rose, Grasse jasmine, mandarin orange, patchouli, bergamot, cedar, sandalwood.

Joy by Dior Intense (2019): Neroli, bergamot, Grasse jasmine, Grasse rose, vanilla, patchouli, musk, sandalwood.

[Note: Grasse, "the perfume capital of the world," is a region in France famous for its role in the history of French perfume; it is especially known for jasmine and roses. "Grasse rose," "May rose," and "Rose de Mai" all refer to Rosa x centifolia. "Grasse jasmine" is Jasminum grandiflorum, as opposed to, say, the licorice-friendly jasmine sambac.]

Further info from dior.com:

Get the absolute fuck out of here with this BOTTLE and this LOGO, what are you even doing. I did not even know a perfume could eat crackers

Joy by Dior, per the official website:

JOY by Dior Eau de Parfum is a bright smile, and a pure concentration of joy in a bottle. A juicy, vibrant top note gives way to an enveloping white heart of flowers and musks, just like a soft caress.

Again, I hated Dior's first Joy when I first put it on, but that's my own bias. It was just sheer disappointment that they centered this on synthetic white musk—you vaulted the Scent of the Century for this?

The "Intense" version:

Oh well if there’s a star on the bottom I guess I’m not mad anymore??

JOY by Dior Eau de Parfum Intense is a new olfactory burst, a scent of joy wherein flowers celebrate and explode in all their faceted beauty. The dazzling light of the juicy Citrus blends with the colorful shine of Rose and Grasse Jasmine, and is heightened by an enveloping woody echo of Sandalwood tinged with Vanilla. The fragrance results in a floral firework.

Fuck the actual fuck outta here. "Firework" my ass. It's fine, I guess. It smells like vanilla lemonade and some jasmine on me, with a pleasant lingering drydown. Not just the smell of lemonade, but sort of the feeling of happiness you get when drinking a sugary glass of it on a hot summer day. Don't ever say I don't try to be fair. And it's 1000% better without the white musk. I honestly wouldn't mind wearing this under a different name, but it's just so adequate. I put on Jean Patou's Joy, even a diminished Joy, and it was a revelation. I put on the Dior, even the "good" version, and it smells like copying what the popular girls wear in hopes that they’ll like you. Thank God they didn't stuff some Ambroxan in there while they were at it. The only reason Dior didn't dupe some trendy note from Baccarat Rouge 540 is because Francis Kurkdjian didn't work for them yet. What the fuck are you people doing.

Back to Colognoisseur:

[It] is puzzling why Dior would make the decision to produce a new perfume with the same name of a masterpiece. The cynic in me says because they’ve unleashed their market research staff and found out most consumers have no idea there is a previous classic perfume called Joy. [...] Joy by Dior is a good perfume put together via the perfume assembly line of focus groups and market research; as cynical as it gets in other words.

This is absolutely my take as well. I wore Jean Patou on one hand and Dior's Joy Intense on the other and compared how they unfolded in real time, and what struck me most at that point was how gourmand-adjacent the Dior is. Not entirely so, but the vanilla lemonade I get is far more in line with the cupcake and burnt sugar notes (WHICH I LIKE!) that fragrance brands have put in everything since Mugler’s Angel, rather than just let a floral be good—superlative—at being a floral. But the marketing department says that the Costliest Perfume in the World isn’t on trend in the 21st century; we can charge plenty for something simpler, more predictable, more pandering.

My other take is that Dior's Joy perfumes are formulated to inevitably be cheaper than Jean Patou's Joy, even what Joy was at the end of the company's life. I have smelled at least a Platonic shadow of the Costliest Perfume in the World, and (I don't care how much Grasse jasmine Dior claims is in theirs) this ain't it. I don't blame François Demachy; he was given a brief and he did his job. The man made not one but two versions of Hypnotic Poison. He has done more interesting things than this. Dior’s Joy has "cash grab" written all over it and it's not even bad. It's just WHY. Why would you DO THIS. I am going to stay mad and die mad about this. Jesus Christ. You can't even, like, gently reformulate the Jean Patou, put out the Demachy versions as flanker fragrances, and market them all? You have four kinds of Poison RIGHT NOW and you can’t figure this out?

And I wore these three perfumes for three weeks, I want you to know that. I alternated them day by day, sometimes wearing two at a time to compare. I gave them all many, many chances. And besides the fact that I personally don't like white musk very much, the two Dior Joys are not bad. They're not! They're just accessories to a minor act of cultural vandalism, is all. Imagine taking Botticelli's The Birth of Venus and saying, we're going to throw this out so we can have a photographer recreate it with Jennifer Lawrence. Everyone's wearing Dior Spring/Summer 2023 designs (including Venus). It actually looks pretty cool, I guess. Great, so we don't need the Botticelli anymore? When does the trash get picked up, Tuesday?

Even Disney doesn't vault its animated movies anymore after it remakes them as live action. Maybe I can scrape up enough couch change to buy a bottle of Real Actual Joy and some DVDs before anyone else gets some big ideas.

Perfume discussion masterpost

[hanszoe]

appears like hansi has had some "official" eau de parfum(?), designed by primaniacs, once in 2017 and rereleased in 2021

there was also one designed by koubutsuya in 2014, though it seems like primaniacs 2017 advertising uses the same images with slight modification, so maybe this company was absorbed, i'm not sure. it's interesting to see what was decided as their fragrance notes

it seems like primaniacs actually changed the formulation between 2017 and 2021.

2021 doesn't specify white for musk in base note anymore, so i wonder if it became deeper, since white musk is kind of cleaner and softer, to something closer to black musk. sandalwood, which is comforting and almost innocent, was replaced with cedarwood, which is a lot deeper, almost smoky. the amber and fig notes disappeared, and were replaced by heliotrope. it's a kind of purple flower that grows in clusters and kind of smells like vanilla. vanilla itself was kept as a base note.

as for middle notes, all were changed except for rose. freesia, jasmine and osmanthus, traditionally very fresh, almost fruity flower scents, were replaced by more mature eucalyptus, lavender and patchouli.

top notes used to be what i'd describe as sharp, with lemon and artemisia, which both have strong, almost bitter scents. the vanilla also carried up into the top notes. however everything but artemisia was changed. artemisia on its own is enough to retain the sharpness, but with rosewood and pear it becomes fuller in a sense, suddenly slightly gourmand. it's an interesting combination.

so these were the notes kept for hansi

base: woody, musk, vanilla middle: rose top: armoise

i'm actually kind of surprised since it seems some love and care for hansi's character was put into this formulation, even with the colors of the flowers heliotrope and lavender. though without experiencing it, just from the notes used i would definitely describe the scent as having matured, the brighter and sweeter notes of lemon and osmanthus calming down to something deep and potent with darker musk, cedarwood and patchouli.

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Okay, so I’m a HUGE perfume gal. I love fragrance, I have quite a collection and it is somewhat of a hobby of mine. I like both men’s and women’s fragrances, and I’ve noticed you describing detective’s scent a couple times in cat and mouse, and Edward picking up on her perfume at times as well, and it driving him wild or blushing like a school boy. I must ask, what perfumes do you think she’d be wearing? You’ve mentioned florals, and one of my favorite floral perfumes is very good girl by Carolina Herrera. It has a strong fruity opening, laced with a vanilla-y rose, I think it’s quite lovely and I could see Detective wearing it. I can also see her wearing something sweeter, like love don’t be shy by killian. It’s a marshmallow sweet orange blossom scent. Also very beautiful. or supermilk by lush, a lemony baked goods vanilla scent. Maybe something fresh and invigorating like light blue from dolce and Gabbana, it’s a fresh green apple- lemon scent. Very pretty and memorable I think. What are your opinions? Also, what kind of scent do you think Edward would like on a woman?

Oh. Oh. My dear sweet anon. If you want to talk fragrance, you have come to the right place. I'm actually a brand rep for a company that sells fragrance and have several years of experience in fragrance sales in general. Soooo...hello hello my new friend.

Detective is absolutely obsessed with Cafe Rose by Tom Ford and Tiffany EDP from Tiffany, and her other favorite fragrance is Black Opium by YSL. She's really into sweet florals and Orientals like Coco Mademoiselle. She's not into citrus fragrances like Light Blue, and detests anything on the spicy sort of level like YSL Libre. Flowerbomb, J'adore, Miss Dior, Daisy, Chanel Chance Eau Tendre, Coach EDP, and Armani Si are right up her alley. Her least favorite perfume of all time is Chanel No. 5.

I definitely think Eddie likes the more floral scents. He's so used to musk and mildew and oil he probably is desperate to smell something sweet and feminine on her, or even a cleaner smell like J'adore Parfum D'eau or Chanel No. 5 L'eau or Alien by Thierry Mugler.

If she got the chance to pick out cologne for Eddie, she'd totally go for Dior Sauvage, Bleu De Chanel, or some John Varvatos Vintage. She might consider buying him Paco Rabanne Fame just because of the robot bottle design but she's not into the fragrance itself.

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Armaf Club de Nuit Women is a great bang for the buck. For the price point, the scent is a steal. It starts off with a strong citrus note that fades down into a slightly flowery musky patchouli scent. A possible dupe of Chanel coco mademoiselle, beautiful inoffensive scent that can be worn to work and parties alike. A special opulent and delicate scent with sparkling freshness of citrus accords of Grapefruit, Peach and Orange combining with floral fruity notes of Rose, Jasmine and Litchi. The base is composed of Vetiver, Patchouli, and Musk fused with Vanilla. Indulge in the captivating allure of Armaf Club de Nuit Women EDP 105ml. This exquisite fragrance captivates with its blend of fruity, floral, and woody notes, leaving an unforgettable trail of sophistication and femininity. Excellent Coco Channel Clone (Great value for your money) Armaf Club de Nuit Women is a romantic blend of fruity and floral accords. This fragrance is feminine and polished, perfect for a woman who wants a charming perfume that is neither too airy nor too rich. Wear this for any occasion, from a day at the office to a romantic evening dinner. The fragrance opens with fruity notes of grapefruit, peach, orange and bergamot, creating a tart and juicy beginning. As the sweet fruit notes fade, you smell the romantic floral heart. It is comprised of rose, jasmine, geranium and lychee notes. The fragrance closes with notes of vanilla, patchouli, vetiver and musk, leaving you with an earthy and sensual finish. Armaf Perfume is a Dubai-based fragrance house that is part of Sterling Parfums, a parent company of over 10 different perfume brands. Armaf was founded in 2010, and its fragrances are decadent, original, and new to the market, at a reasonable price.

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Friday Faves 3.7

Friday Faves 3.7 https://ift.tt/pBF6EnZ Hi friends! Happy Friday! I hope you’ve had a wonderful week. We are 100% in chaos and construction mode over here, but I’m so excited for the finished product. I’ve been wanting to replace our upstairs carpet for YEARS and am so pumped that the time is finally here! We kept waiting for the “best time” to do it regarding travel, work, dance, and school schedules, and finally realized there will never be an ideal time. So, here we go! We’ve slept on air mattresses downstairs all week; like a big family slumber party 🙂 I’m looking forward to girls’ night tonight and farmers market this weekend, in between putting the house back together. I hope you’ve had a lovely week. It’s time for the weekly Friday Faves party! This is where I share some of my favorite finds from the week and around the web. I always love to hear about your faves, too, so please shout out something you’re loving in the comments section below. This week I took an amazing class at Session Yoga foothills. I practiced at the central location for years – especially the last time we lived here – but it’s been too long of a trek to make it out there. I’m so excited to have a studio close by! Tucson friends: use the code FIT to get a free class at Session! Friday Faves 3.7 Read, watch, listen: 5 things no one tells you about postpartum fitness. Don’t forget to check out this week’s podcast episode about Ozempic here. Do TV jobs seem real? Can’t wait to listen to this! Fashion + beauty: Here’s the exciting Beautycounter news: we’re launching PERFUME! This product is 10 years in the making and it was one of the first things I wish we had when I signed up as an advocate for the brand. They didn’t want to launch fragrance without doing it RIGHT with the cleanest, safest ingredients possible. Fragrance is an icky ingredient in the beauty and cosmetics industry. It’s a trade secret and companies can hide 200+ harmful chemicals under the name “fragrance.” Beautycounter created this product line that smells gorgeous, without the harmful endocrine disrupters and known carcinogens. I’m extra excited about this because Phlur discontinued my signature scent and I’ve been on a mission to find a replacement. While I type this post, I have Hyper Rose on my left wrist and Pacific Dreams on the right. Through March 10, all Beautycounter orders of $50+ USD/CAD will receive free shipping! Band of Beauty Members, including those enrolling & renewing, who spend over $100+ USD/CAD will get first access to this industry-disrupting Clean Eau De Parfum through a complimentary Fragrance Discovery Set Gift with Purchase ($36 US / $45 CAD value). If you’re not a member yet, you can add it to your bag here and receive the Fragrance set. This is the one I got and also got one for Liv: I hope you love it!! You can check out all of the details here, and if you need recs, please let me know and I’d love to help. Canopy shower filter I did a full post on this but we are loving the new shower filter. It makes our hair and skin feel so soft, and the kids noticed an immediate difference, too. We’re getting another one for the guest bathroom! You can check out my review post here and use the code FITNESSISTA15 for 15% off sitewide. (Their humidifiers are the best, too) Fitness, health, and good eats: Superfood cookie dough A barre workout with dumbbells More encouragement to focus on step count throughout the day. Happy Friday, friends! What’s something you’re loving this week? xoxo Gina The post Friday Faves 3.7 appeared first on The Fitnessista. via The Fitnessista https://ift.tt/ySBeX3f March 08, 2024 at 01:24PM

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Prada by Prada is a Amber Woody fragrance for women. Prada was launched in 2004. Prada was created by Carlos Benaim, Max Gavarry and Clement Gavarry. Top notes are Bergamot, Bitter Orange, Mimosa and Mandarin Orange; middle notes are Patchouli, Rose and Pink Pepper; base notes are Benzoin, Sandalwood, Musk, Labdanum and Tonka Bean. This perfume is the winner of award FiFi Award Fragrance Of The Year Women`s Luxe 2005.

In 2004 Prada launched its first fragrance for broader audience - Prada Eau de Parfum. Before that, starting with 2000 the company launched several fragrances as exclusive series available exclusively in Prada boutiques (four fragrances in 2000 and three in 2007).

Prada by Prada is oriental fragrance based on amber the intense accord of which imbues the entire composition. Very modern variant of the classic fragrance.

In the composition amber is surrounded by four main essences (essential oils): Indian sandalwood, Indonesian patchouli, French labdanum resin, and Siam benzoin.

With obvious dominancy of amber, the top notes are decorated with citruses, soft flowers are appearing in the heart, while dry earthy patchouli scent united with vanilla dominates the base.

Top notes: bergamot, bitter orange, mandarin, mimosa absolute

Middle notes: rose absolute, patchouli absolute

Base notes: labdanum, Tonka beans, vanilla, sandalwood, benzoin

The fragrance was created by Carlos Benaim, Max and Clement Gavarry of IFF.

Prada Intense was created in 2005 and is absolutely identical by its composition, but is more intense by its concentration, although both Prada and Prada Intense are of Eau de Parfum concentrations. However, the scent sounds a bit different. Prada intense is slightly warmer and sweeter with increased concentration of patchouli.

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Tresor is a treasure among perfume creations (‘Tresor in French means ‘treasure��). It is one of the best-selling and most popular perfumes in the world. This exceptionally warm floral oriental has a very fine and elegant composition made of rose, heliotrope, orris, apricot and iris. It was created in 1990. The nose behind this fragrance is Sophia Grojsman.

Lancôme Paris is a French cosmetics company launched by Armand Petitjean, a former Coty employee, in 1935. The company's name was inspired by the ruins of a castle, Le Château de Lancosme and the brand's rose symbol was inspired by the roses that surround

Top Note: Apricot blossom, Rose, Heliotrope

Middle Note: Lilac, Iris, Violet, Peach

Bottom Note: Amber, Sandalwood, Musk, Vanilla

Classification: High-End Fragrance

Family Name: Oriental Floral

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Best Perfumes For Women

It can take years to find a trademark smell that accurately captures your personality and range of preferred notes. It should come as no surprise that fragrance is a cosmetic necessity that is well renowned for being quite personal, with each scent smelling different on the wearer. While we are aware that it can be difficult to select just a few favourites, starting with some of the most popular and recognisable perfumes ever is a fantastic place to start.

Miss Dior Eau de Parfum

Dior fragrances are so recognisable that a documentary was made about them. This modern classic actually combines several aromas, including fruity blood orange and mandarin, earthy patchouli, and delicate lily of the valley.

Black Opium Eau de Parfum Spray

The base is nice and calming because to the rich coffee and vanilla, and the floral heart provides some brightness. The cooler months are ideal for wearing it, but you can wear it at any time of year if you like.

N°5 Eau de Parfum Spray

The 100th anniversary of Chanel No. 5 will be in 2021, and it is undoubtedly the most famous scent ever. Layering aldehydes, a method that is now commonplace and gives perfumes an airy quality, was first used in this perfume. It smells strongly of jasmine and may rose. Now a classic, it was once a game-changer.

Baccarat Rouge 540 Eau de Parfum

Simply put, this well-known fragrance is a work of art that was created in collaboration with Baccarat to celebrate the company's 250th birthday. Florals, amber, and woody undertones are blended together in a sophisticated and never intrusive way.

Fenty Eau de Parfum

Almost everyone on the earth has cited Rihanna as having the best-smelling celebrity, therefore it was only logical for her to develop her own distinctive fragrance. This luxurious concoction of magnolia, musk, tangerine, blueberry, Bulgarian rose absolute, geranium, and patchouli instantly sold out, but if you're fortunate enough to score a bottle, know that it's well worth the hype.

Glossier You

You, a blend of floral iris, hot pink pepper, and toasty ambrette seeds, was an instant hit for Glossier and is now the brand's only fragrance. Its name pays respect to the fragrance's ability to smell differently on each wearer.

Flower bomb Eau de Parfum

With floral notes of jasmine and rose as well as toasty vanilla and patchouli for depth, this top-rated fragrance by Viktor & Rolf—which over 10,000 Nordstrom customers adore—is a cult favourite.

Daisy Eau de Toilette

The bottle with the daisy decoration rapidly became well-known, but what's inside is also rather astounding. A rite of passage for teenagers, Daisy is a light floral with notes of strawberry, sandalwood, and jasmine (and teens at heart).

Wrapping Up

The above mentioned perfumes have earned a permanent spot on our vanity until the end of time—or at least until they're discontinued. They range from those that have stood the test of time.

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Fils De Dieu by Etat Libre D'Orange Eau De Parfum Spray (Unisex) 1.6 oz (Women)

Fils De Dieu by Etat Libre D’Orange Eau De Parfum Spray (Unisex) 1.6 oz (Women)

Fils De Dieu is an exotic womens perfume released by the French company Etat Libre d’Orange in 2012. The top notes for this fragrance are fruity, with spicy ginger flower, bright lime, shiso and green coriander. The heart notes evoke dessert, due to the notes of rice, cinnamon and coconut, which blend into the florals of jasmine and rose.

[foreficfandom]

Get Their Makeup Look! Ft. The Boys of Tears Of Themis

Artem Wing (左然 - Zuǒ Rán)

Virtue's Frizz Block Humidity Proof Smoothing Spray

Laura Mercier's Tinted Moisturizer Oil Free Natural Skin Perfector SPF 20 in "2W1 Natural (light with warm undertones)"

Farmacy's Honey Butter Beeswax Lip Balm

HERMÈS' Terre d'Hermès Eau Givrée Eau de Parfum

Vyn Richter (莫弈 - Mò Yì)

BondiBoost's Hair Thickening Therapy Styling Spray

La Mer's The Powder

Armani Beauty's Acqua di Gio Eau de Parfum

Givenchy's Rose Perfecto Lip Balm 24H Hydration in "002 Vital Glow (transparent coral)"

Marius Von Hagen (陸景和 - Lù Jǐnghé)

Urban Decay's 24/7 Glide-On Waterproof Eyeliner Pencil in "Zero (black)"

Dior's Dreamskin Fresh & Perfect Cushion Broad Spectrum SPF 50 in "020 Light Beige (light: neutral undertone)

Ralph Lauren's Ralph's Club Parfum

NARS' Afterglow Lip Balm in "Torrid (sheer warm coral)"

Luke Pearce (夏彦 - Xià Yàn)

Lancôme's Teint Idole Ultra Wear All Over Full Coverage Concealer in "320 Bisque Warm (medium skin, warm undertone)"

Drunk Elephant's Lippe Balm

LANEIGE's Water Bank Blue Hyaluronic Cream Moisturizer

Caudalie's Vinofresh Natural Aluminum-Free Deodorant

Why these choices? Well, let me tell you!

Like many professional men in Asia, Artem wears a touch of makeup par his typical work outfit, especially if you're the face of the company. Which Artem definitely is, he appears on media every time he finishes a case. A touch of powder for the flash cameras, a dab of hairspray to smooth out his hair. During the boomer era, it was considered fruity to even wear cologne to work, but times are different now. He almost never branches out from his favorites. He doesn't even shop in the boutiques anymore, he just replaces his stock using online shipping.

Virtue's Frizz Smoothing Spray is odorless, and helpfully lightweight for its medium-thick hair focused formula. Artem has a modestly thick mop on his head, and without just a bit of product, it'll lie annoyingly flat and frizzy, especially if its humid. He sprays it at the roots to give it lift.

He gets Laura Mercier's Tinted Moisturizer in shade "2W1 Natural", which is for light skintones with warm undertones. It's a light-to-medium formula, perfect for covering up eyebags and smoothing out the face, but light enough to avoid looking like a patch of rubber. Oil-free means it's not gonna add extra shine to his Asian complexion, and he knows that SPF protection is vital for healthy skin. Most of his workday is spent in front of blue-screen monitors, so liquid products are best for avoiding a weird unnatural glare reflecting off your face.

Farmacy's Lip Balm is a forever staple in his pocket. He drinks so much coffee and not water, his lips are forever cracked and patchy. Without a good lip balm, he'd be peeling all over his chin and that's not proper for Stellis' youngest senior attorney. One swipe of this can last hours. It's flavorless and has only the mildest scent, so there's not a sticky smell right under his nose all day.

HERMÈS' Terre d'Hermès Eau Givrée is on the subtle side of perfumes. It's piney and citrusy, reminicent of a sophisticated summer breeze. Most people describe it as an 'older gentleman's perfume', 'cause its decidedly not sugary or spicy or fun. But it's professional, and suits Artem's reserved personality.

Vyn didn't start wearing makeup daily until he moved to Stellis, but he had prior experience with wearing cosmetics for the public eye. When he saw that a) professional men of Asia like to wear makeup on the reg, and b) he looks good with the proper products, he made that effort to build up a boudoir of luxury beauty products. Unlike Artem, Vyn knows he looks especially beautiful and he likes to primp it juuuust a tad. Shopping for the proper products can be a struggle for white guy Vyn, because the more luxurious you go, the less inclusive they'll be. He's got a cool-toned complexion, fine hair, and dry skin, which is the opposite of Asia's target audience.

Vyn couldn't find proper designer hair products for his hair type, so he went down the line a bit to get BondiBoost's Hair Thickening Styling Spray, which is a more modestly priced brand and that secretly hurts Vyn's bougie soul. But he can't deny it works wonders on his very fine, very delicate hair. It's a texturing spray that clings to the roots to provide lift and volume. He also likes how its unscented, because he thinks most scented hair products smell like ass.

Speaking of bougie, La Mer's The Powder comes in a teeny pot and costs more than a week's worth of groceries. They market it as appropriate for everyone, but it's obvious that it's formulated best for people like Vyn; it has a radient finish to help combat dull dryness, it's not completely translucent and has the slightest pale cast, and smooths out the fine lines that drier skin gets. But its hefty price comes with quality for sure, and it does its job amazingly well.

Armani Beauty's Acqua di Gio isn't the only perfume he owns, but it's one of his favorites for work. It's long lasting and appropriately strong, but doesn't give off any one particular ingredient. It's best described as just "fresh", or "aquatic". Working with mentally ill patients means that he can't have any aggravating sensory distractions, so he applies just enough to make sure it's not gonna reach across the distance between a psychologist's chair and a patient's bed.

Givenchy's Rose Perfecto in "002 Vital Glow (transparent coral)" provides both color and hydration. It also contains the tingly plumping agent that swells your lips just a tad, which thin-lip Vyn appreciates. Not as tingly as many lip plumping products, it feels more like a subtle minty freshness than a dentist's numbing gel. He, unlike Artem, enjoys scented lip products and likes the floral smell it gives off, it reminds him of his garden.

Unlike the other three, Marius loves makeup for its artistry, and is not afraid to wear the colorful, or wild, or niche. Which is easier said than done because his PR team gets on his ass if he dares go to class in green eyeshadow or a chrome metallic lipstick. He might like to say that they can't tell him what to wear, but Marius is pious to his family, and doesn't dare destroy his own image in a way that might affect them, too.

He gets the Urban Decay's 24/7 Waterproof Eyeliner Pencil in the more natural "Zero (Black)" than their "Perversion (Matte Blackest Black)", so he can pull off a more convincing 'thick lashline' look rather than full on goth. With some mascara and eyebrow pomade, Marius has popularized a famous 'casual bedroom eyes' moment. This pencil will stay on all day, whether its through the college grind or sweating it in the business conference room, so much it'll takes several swipes of a makeup remover to get it all off.

Dior's Dreamskin Fresh & Perfect Cushion is an infamously expensive liquid foundation, available in four shades. One of which fits Marius' spring/fall complexion. So this is his daily go-to, it's lightweight and evens out his skintone just enough, while providing lots of SPF to upkeep Marius' delicate richboy look for years to come. If he's got blemishes typical of any 20 y/o, this product also meshes well with any additional concealer without separating or curdling. Honestly, wearing something so luxurious is more for the PR than the foundation itself.

Ralph Lauren's Ralph's Club Parfum comes in a sexy opaque matte glass bottle reminicent of a whiskey flask. And its scent matches its ridiculous 'manly' marketing; it's woody and spicy with cardamom, patchouli, and the deep warmth of vetiver wood. It doesn't match Marius' general appearance and personality, that's for sure, but it matches his natural BO. 'Cause young Marius is surprisingly potent smelling, shall we say, and a deeper, spicier perfume goes best with him.

NARS' Afterglow Lip Balm caught Marius' eye just by its name, same with their 'Orgasm' blush palettes. It only gives the slightest bit of color, and it wears off pretty quickly, but that's exactly what Marius needs because colored lips tend to look too childlike on his baby face. So he keeps this in his pocket throughout the day to make sure his lips aren't dull and dry, but not rose pink like a porcelain doll, either.

Luke didn't start wearing most of his current products until MC came back into his life, and one day he looked into the mirror and noticed all those blemishes and acne scars and freaked out just a tiny bit. After googling "beginner makeup for men" for an afternoon, he got his hands on some skincare staples, and a cosmetic or two. Most are only for date nights, he doesn't wear concealer when undercover in the field, or investigating throughout the city. And if he's being honest, he doesn't particularly like having makeup on his face, it feels weird and kinda gross to him.

Lancôme's Full Coverage Concealer is full coverage, and by god will it cover up any bruises, dark shadows, healing cuts, scars, etc. Heck, even interviewing people while investigating goes over better if he's not walking around with a black eye, so this concealer was a great discovery for Luke. It's not just for his face, he applies it anywhere clothing can't cover, like hand-shaped bruises around his neck, or a purpling cut around his forearm.

Luke didn't start balming his lips until he started caring about looking more pretty for MC, so he picked up the boutique brand Drunk Elephant's Lippe Balm which contains all natural ingredients, and has no smell or color. He feels better knowing that the goop he's spreading all over his face doesn't contain any cheap, harsh chemicals, 'cause he may have a biology degree, but he has no idea how [insert chemical here] might affect topical skin. It helps that he doesn't have particularly dry lips, so the natural ingredients of this balm fit him just fine.

LANEIGE's Water Bank Blue Moisturizer is an Asia-orienting brand that focuses on oily/combination skin. This product is very lightweight, great for Luke's sweaty, active lifestyle so there's no clogged pores, and he enjoys its light scent, which is that 'vague luxury smell' which makes him feel like he's injecting a paycheck into his face. Growing up, he didn't even bother washing his face with soap most of the time, so this moisturizer has a lot of catching up to do.

Caudalie's Vinofresh Natural Aluminum-Free Deodorant is by far the only deodorant he's tried (or owns), but he still owns no cologne, so he had to get something better than supermarket Dove for Men if he wants to impress. This stick is a clear gel that won't leave those ugly white stains on his black shirts, and it moisturizes the skin, too, which is great for regulating sweat and oil. It's another all-natural product, which means it's not at superbly powerful as the synthetic ones, but it's healthier for the delicate underarm ecosystem.

[god-infected]

Perfumes & Joanna Newsom's Have One On Me

Easy; "One can't carry the weight, / Or change the fate of two." (wallflower, gardenia, pink pepper) Furiosa by Fendi

Have One On Me; "I saw a star fall into the sky / Like a chunk of thrown coal / As if God himself spat" (amber, vanilla, labdanum) L'Ambre des Merveilles by Hermes

81; "The unending amends you've made, Are enough for one life" (cassis, rose, black currant) L'Ombre Dans L'Eau by Diptyque

Good Intentions Pave Company; "And in our quiet hour, / I feel I see everything, / And am in love / With the hook /Upon which everyone hangs." (cardamom, tuberose, peach blossom) Chinatown by Bond No 9

No Provenance; "You burned me like a barn / I burned safe and warm in your arms" (suede, myrrh, saffron) Anubis by Papillon Artisan Perfumes

Baby Birch; "I wish we could take every path 'cause you know / I hated to close the door on you" (iris, musk, vetiver) Iris Silver Mist by Serge Lutens

On A Good Day; "Our nature does not change by will." (carnation, aldehydes, oakmoss) L'Air du Temps by Nina Ricci

You And Me, Bess; "I know we both grieved / My heart made the sound of snow falling from eaves" (leather, sage, tobacco, geranium) Cabochard by Gres

In California; "My heart is yellow as an ear of corn / And I have torn my soul apart" (pine, lily, moss, powder) Relique D'Amour by Oriza L. Legrand

Jackrabbits; "When I saw my heart, and I tell you, darling / It was open wide" (lavender, tonka bean, incense) Gris Clair by Serge Lutens

Go Long; "Who will take care of you / When you're old and dying?" (amber, resins, patchouli) Ambre Sultan by Serge Lutens

Occident; "What in the world are we waiting for? / Building glowing cities along the shore" (anise, heliotrope, carnation) L'Heure Bleue Eau de Parfum by Guerlain

Soft As Chalk; "I roam around the tidy grounds of my dappled sanatorium" (lily of the valley, civet, lilac) Diorissimo by Dior

Esme; "All of us in our tents / Fearing god like a mistress" (aldehydes, sandalwood, iris, musk) Bois des Iles by Chanel

Autumn; "Even the ghosts / Huddled up for warmth" (patchouli, plum, rose, amber) Voleur de Roses by L'Artisan Parfumeur

Ribbon Bows; "But, later on, when I am alone / Alone at last / Well I take my god to task / I take my daggone god to task" (rosemary, vanilla, lavender, leather) Jicky by Guerlain

Kingfisher; "When I could speak it was too late"(tuberose, lime blossoms, ozone) Thunderstorm by Demeter Fragrance layered over La Chasse aux Papillons by L'Artisan Parfumeur

Does Not Suffice; "It does not suffice for you to say I am a sweet girl / Or to say you hate to see me sad because of you" (musk, civet, amber, lavender) Furyo by Jacques Bogart layered over Lavender by Demeter Fragrance

[thetaoofzoe]

Fic: The Company Woman 1/1

Title: The Company Woman

Pairing: CEO Henry x YOU

Summary: No other company has made you want to become a Company Woman. No other company made you want to surrender to your boss. I would suggest trying to get a position in this luscious Company, but only if you’re good ;). 

Rating: Explicit. Unprotected sex, cock-warming, strict rules, Soft Dom Henry, giddy and willing participants

And thank you to my ever loving @lightsidecalling​. 

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Puckering your lips against one side of a small square of pink tissue, you watched yourself lightly dab at the other side with a soft powdered brush until you were satisfied you’d absorbed enough excess moisture from the matte lipstick. Carefully peeling the tissue from your dark cherry red lips, you tapped them with a clean manicured fingertip and then smiled at your reflection.

Perfect.

Picking up the parfum atomizer you layered yourself with a light floral scent. Not too much. Just enough so that the boss could smell it,  appreciate it, but not be distracted by it.

Replacing the bottle on the vanity tray, your eyes drifted to the large pink sticky note affixed to your broad  wall-length bathroom mirror. You leaned in to briefly consult it, as you had done every morning since landing a coveted position with The Company last year.

In your neat print, you’d copied the ‘Requirements for personal hygiene and workplace presentation’ instructions from your personalised employee handbook.

1. A bath or shower must be taken the night before bed and in the morning after rising from bed. Cleansing must pay close attention to delicate areas where unwanted scents can accumulate during general activities.

2. Hair must be neat no matter the style.

3. While professional whitening is not expected, you will maintain clean healthy teeth. At-home whitening strips are recommended.

4. Trousers are not allowed in the office and all clothing must be form-fitting, but not constricting or ‘tight’. Heels and nylons must be worn.

5. Makeup must be natural and unobtrusive and any scents must be light.

6. All foundation garments must not be detected beneath the outer clothes.

Mentally you ticked off the six boxes, stood back, and admired yourself in the brightly lighted mirror. You tucked the back of your rose coloured silk blouse into a darker rose coloured pencil skirt and made sure that the  zipper that ran the vertical length of the skirt was centered on your backside.

Flicking off the bathroom light and picking a pair of matching shoes from the upper hall closet, you padded down the stairs to the lower level of your townhouse. Your work mobile was charging on the kitchen counter and picking it up from the cradle, you saw that you had a message.

A flick of your thumb across the dark screen revealed what Mr. Cavill wanted for lunch:

CUISSE DE VOLAILLE FARCIE AUX HERBES, JUS A L’ECHALOTE from Le Gavroche.

You hadn’t even had your own breakfast yet, and here he was requesting lunch. However,  the thought of ensuring that your boss got whatever expensive meal he had a taste for that day, was exciting.

In fact, everything about working for the extremely posh company headed by five brothers was exciting. Everything was required to be of the highest quality and it was up to everyone involved to maintain the aesthetic of  The Company. After all, appearances in that world were everything. One wrong move could spell the end of them. Nonetheless, you relished the strict nature of your working environment and eagerly submitted to your superiors.

Stepping into your shoes,  and grabbing your handbag, you shrugged into a light jacket on your way out of the front door.

**

As a personal assistant to the middle (and in your opinion the smartest and most attractive) brother, Henry, your job afforded you the kind of luxuries of which you’d only dreamed.

When Henry travelled for business, you travelled for business. When he dined in impossibly decadent restaurants and slept in extravagant hotels, well, so did you. You didn’t always dine with him, (and you never slept with him), but you had unfettered access to all of the amenities that he enjoyed. The Company did well enough to, in turn, pay their employees handsomely and offer generous year-end bonuses.

You loved it.  No other employer had been able to turn you into The Company woman you were now and make you like it. You loved your job so much that you barely blinked when, during a late afternoon meeting with Henry, he slid a neatly formatted document across his glossy desktop towards you.

You leaned in, but did not pick it up. You read it where it lay, white and crisp against the deep cherry mahogany.

‘This is a non-disclosure agreement,’ you said and let your eyes drift up to Henry’s face.

He looked cool and perfect in his bespoke icy blue three-piece suit, offset by a creme coloured necktie knotted in a full Windsor. The ticking of his wristwatch was loud in the silence and he held your gaze wordlessly.

Henry was all raw masculine power and you were aroused by him. Constantly. When you performed your morning and nightly routines, you thought about him, wondering if he appreciated the extra effort you put in just to impress him.

Had he noticed?

You sucked your lower lip and lowered your eyes to the document again.

‘Um..’

‘I want you to read and sign it,’ said Henry in his warm honeyed voice, and you were startled a little by the clack of the Montblanc coming down next to the document.

‘Is this different from the disclosure documents I signed when I first started?’

Henry leaned back, relaxed and the leather chair creaked softly.

‘Yes,’ he said. ‘You’ve been with us for what, nearly a year?

‘Yes. A great year!’

His rosy pink lips lengthened into a charming smile and you thought about how his  nipples and his cock must be that very same colour. The heat of arousal rose in you and tingled between your thighs. It was a familiar and welcomed feeling, the muted buzzing that signalled the beginnings of your body awakening. You crossed your legs.

‘A great year,’ he agreed. ‘And, we want to continue to have more great years with you.’

‘I hope so too, Mr. Cavill.’

Henry’s blue eyes lowered to the document and you followed his gaze.

Picking up the pen you realised that your hands were damp. You were nervous and there was something tantalising hanging heavily in the air, something that you became much more aware of as you finished reading carefully through the document.

By the time you looked up, your heart was crashing against your ribs and it was hard to catch your breath. Without signing, you put the pen down, and neatly lined it up with the edge of the paper. You took in a long breath, held it and then let it out between perfect lips.

Your eyes finally met his and the shift in your relationship suddenly became very clear. It was no longer he who held the power in that room.

It was you.

Holding his gaze, you picked up the pen again and then looked down to carefully sign on the dotted line above your printed name.

You set the pen atop the document and with two fingers, slid it back across the desk to him. You saw him swallow hard, but that was the only crack in his impassive exterior. Henry picked it up, slotted it into a pale blue folder and stored it in the top drawer of his desk. The pen was capped and secreted into an inner jacket pocket.

He stood then and watching him walk around the desk to stand directly in front of you, you wet your lips and followed suit.

‘Don’t think I didn’t notice you,’ Henry purred leaning in to murmur against your ear. ‘Your smell, your lips… that beautiful arse.’

His broad hand came down hard on your bottom, grabbed you possessively and gasping with delight, you swayed against him.

‘Lucky for you,’ you answered and earned a soft chuckle from him.

You thought about resisting, pulling back to teach him a lesson for being so eager. You wanted to play a little, a little slap, and a little bit of rough. What was he like under that cool crisp exterior? Was he dull? Or was he fiery? You knew he played rugby in his limited free time and made regular use of The Company’s private gym.

So, just what was he like?

You lifted your face and moaned softly beneath the pressure of his kiss. He tasted just as you imagined. Expensive, masculine, luscious.

You pushed him back then, face brightening into a look of shock and faux outrage. Holding your hand against his broad chest you teased in a soft voice,

‘You. Didn’t. Ask.’

Henry gave you a sly grin and you were glad that there was nothing within reach on his desk because he effortlessly spun and then sprawled you across it. He dug his fingers into your hips and pulled you back just enough so that your bottom was presented perfectly to him.

You let out a squeak of surprise and bliss.

Well, you thought belatedly as he unzipped your skirt from the hem up, at least the zipper on the skirt was finally making its fantasy debut. You had purchased that skirt in the hopes that one day he would be doing exactly what he was doing now.

‘Mr. Cavill!’ you exclaimed, trying to swallow down a giggle as you attempted to press up from the surface of the desk. He chuckled, sounding smug behind you as one big hand eased across your back and pressed you down again.

‘Mmm,’ he murmured, voice soft with praise and anticipation as he stroked his fingertips up beneath the elastic of your garters, starting from where the laced edge of your thigh-highs ended, gliding elegantly up your overheated flesh, before fanning his hands to grasp you beneath your ass. He squeezed. Hard. And you let out a shuddering groan, only to bite down on the noise and jerk forward with a surprised gasp when Henry swiped a sturdy finger up the wet crotch of your panties.

You closed your eyes and when he leaned against you, you felt the press of his heavy erection through his expensive gabardine. You squirmed, and he leaned away to lightly slap your bottom.

‘Please… please Mr. Cavill,’ you whimpered when he stepped back.

God you felt so cold without him against your skin.

You reached back, scrabbling trembling fingers up under your flagrantly open skirt, hooking your fingers into the waistband of your panties, and attempted to pull them down. Henry stopped you and, grasping the edge of the thin pink scrap of material, giving it one sharp tug until it ripped easily.

Fuck.

His hand came down on your back again, holding you, and he licked the pad of his thumb before sliding it into your slick warmth.

‘Look at you. Look how wet you are. I love hearing you, baby,’ he growled, sucking your juice off of his fingers. ‘Taste so good.’

You heard him unbuckling and opening his trousers and bit down on your lower lip, ready for it. Yes, God. Yes, God, yes.

‘Do you remember rule number 10?’ he asked, leaning in close now, covering you with his hard body and rocking you up to your tiptoes. The scent of him made it hard to think.

Rule number 10 – internal contraception only.

‘Yes,’ you managed to say, your voice barely over a broken whisper. ‘Yes, Mr. Cavill. I remember. I ha-haven’t broken it.’

‘Good.’

Henry made a low noise in the back of his throat, a sound that rippled deliciously through you, and using both strong hands, he opened you. With a low growling gasp, he pushed so gently into you that you stilled suddenly and closed your eyes, shutting out every visual distraction in order to be able to deeply experience the heat and power of his sex. You arched and against the desk, splaying your hands but failing to hold onto anything. Seeing this, Henry lightly grasped your wrists and pulling them behind you, he pinned them together against your lower back.

‘I like you like this,’ he rumbled. ‘Be a good girl. You’ll be a good girl for me?’

It took a moment for your brain to start working enough to form a coherent response, but even when your brain engaged with rational thought, straying away from the thick, delectable cock easing hot and insistently into your body, you could only choke out,

‘Y-yes! Yes, Mr. Cavill. Yes. I’ll be good!’

Henry seemed satisfied with your enthusiastic compliance and then a short amused laugh came out of him when the phone on his desk twittered gaily.

You both stilled and you whimpered like a denied little puppy, your hands flexing against the slick, glossy desktop, nearly reaching out for the phone out of habit. It was your job to answer the phones for Henry, after all.

‘Answer it,’ he said and was magnanimous enough to release your hands and stop fucking you.

You naughty boy, you thought and with a trembling hand you reached for the desk phone.

The slim narrow plastic slipped a bit in your sweat-slick hand but your voice was surprisingly steady when you spoke between clenched teeth,

‘This is Henry Cavill’s office. How may I help you?’

A young woman’s chipper sounding voice started rattling off information that you were sure you should have been writing down, but all you could think about was that stiff cock nestling just that much deeper inside you. Henry rolled his hips just then and you clamped down on a squeal.

‘Bless you,’ the woman said.

You gasped and made a belated attempt at sniffling to support her assumption that you’d sneezed and not that you were getting a thorough seeing to by your boss.

‘Th-thank you. Is ahh.. is there anything else?’

There wasn’t, and when she ended the call, you just dropped the receiver and shoved back against him. Henry took this as a cue to redouble his efforts and you soon came apart beneath his expert handling.

Your orgasm took you quite by surprise as if a switch had been thrown and you buried your face in your arms, biting down on your forearm to keep from screaming as Henry gushed into you. Blood rushed to your head and you lay there, collapsed against the desk and didn’t move even when Henry finally drew back.

You listened to him cleaning himself up and then putting himself back into place.

‘Shall I?’ he asked and out of the corner of your eye, you saw him reach for the small box of tissues in that lacquered wood box you’d always admired.

You made a soft, blissful sound of assent and basked in the pleasurable strokes of impossibly soft tissues on your tender delicate areas. And you giggled at the final kiss Henry placed on your skin when he was done.

With clothes righted, and skirt securely zipped, you leaned against the desk and looked at him. He didn’t seem chagrined at what had just transpired, only satisfied and content.

‘I don’t know what to do,’ you admitted after a stretch of silence.

With the edge of his thumb, he stroked your cheek and curled the rest of his fingers beneath your chin. His kiss was tender and full of promise.

‘Have an early evening and tomorrow we need to discuss the Zurich trip.’

‘Yes, Mr. Cavill,’ you grinned and turned to leave the now overly warm office.

‘Come in early so that we can have breakfast together.’

Your heart leapt, but you kept your cool.

‘Yes, Mr. Cavill. Anything in particular that you want?’

‘Just you,’ he said.

Nodding, you closed the door behind you and did a full body dance.

The Company Woman indeed.

-end

[20moonchild21]

𝗦𝗲𝗵𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵𝘁 [𝗯𝘁𝘀]

⇉ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 7

[pairings]

JK x female!oc, Bunny!JK x human!female!oc, Jin x female!oc, Leopard!Jin x human!female!oc, Jimin x female!oc, white Tiger!Jimin x human!female!oc, Taehyung x female!oc, black Tiger!Taehyung x human!female!oc, JK x Jin x Jimin x Taehyung x female!oc

[warnings]

mentions of death, scared Jin, describing of injuries, mentions of an attack, threats

[words]

5.3k (uff, long one 🤭)

[author]

Ahhh, I love this chapter so much. I am so excited to upload all the other chapters in the future, and because I am almost done I now have so much more time to upload. I decided to now update every Wednesday and Sunday.

Do you love Hybrid stories? Do you love Jimin? And do you love both in combination? Then I have the perfect story for you to read! Check out my friend‘s profil @starlightauroras-writes and her story Inferiority complex. It’s super cute and well written. I love reading it and it inspired me so much to write my own story!

I also hope that you like my story. If you do, make sure to leave a like or a comment below. It’s really motivating to see that people like my story.

Stay healthy and safe!

Mꨄ

[chapter 6 ||| chapter 8]

„Found some interesting?” Jin looked up from his cookbook.

He watched the girl as she made her way through the living room, holding a mug in her hands. She carefully put it on the table and took a seat at the other end from the couch, before she pulled her knees up and laid her head onto them.

“I have never seen so much food.” The boy whispered, as he flicked through the pages. “Everything looks so delicious and colourful. How is that possible?”

The girl chuckled when she heard him swarming about all the recipes. Of course, she could never understand his amazement about food and how it looks like, but all his life, he had been locked up in that cell, only getting the minimum amount of food to survive.

It had flashed him the first day he had eaten breakfast with the girl and Jungkook. Everything she had put on the table looks delicious, but he was simply scared to try it, even though Jungkook offered him a few things. But after that day, he had forced himself to not be scared anymore and try that delicious meal the girl had cooked for them.

Sometimes, he had watched how she cut the vegetables or how she flipped the fried meat in the pan. It looked like so much fun to create all the different meals, and he liked the taste afterwards even more. He wanted to try that too.

“You know, my mother gave me that book when I first moved in here.” She said, as she grabbed her mug and took a sip. “When I lived alone, I never found the motivation to put much effort into the meals I cooked. It was only for me, so I never cooked a single meal out of this book. But with the three of us, I think it will worth a try. What do you think?”

Jin just nodded his head, before looking back down at the page he had opened. ‘Lasagne’ stood on the top of the page, followed by a delicious looking picture. He felt his mouth watering form just looking at it.

“Do you want to help me? I actually was about to start preparing dinner.” She suddenly said.

The boy didn’t know what to answer. Though he agreed to stay with her, that didn’t meant that he was trusting her fully. He was thankful for her kindness, but he needed time to actually get used to his new life with his brother and that girl. The fear that she would suddenly change her mind and give them away was still there.

“I – I don’t want to bother you.” He simply whispered, moving his gaze back down towards the book in his lap.

“You are never bothering me, Jin.” She answered quietly, as she stood up from the sofa. “Feel free to join me whenever you like.”

He watched her disappear in the small kitchen. He wanted to try to cook so badly, but he was scared that he would do anything wrong. What if he would mess something up and she would get angry? Would she change her mind and kick them out? Jungkook had told him about his flour incident once. He had said that she wasn’t mad at him at all, but instead that she laughed about how funny he had looked with the flour all over him.

He slowly rose from the sofa and went with baby steps towards the kitchen, clutching the book to his chest. The girl was just about to get all the supplies together when she turned around and looked at the frightened boy standing in the doorway.

“Come in, Jin.” She said while putting the baking dish onto the counter. “I could need your help.”

Jin hesitated but eventually stepped forward. He looked at the book that he still held in his arms, before he opened it and laid it on the counter. Hope read through the recipe, before she turned back and told Jin step by step what to do. She told him how to fry the meat correctly, while she prepared the noodle plates.

“Where is Jungkook even?” She suddenly asked him over the silence. “I haven’t seen him all day.”

“I – I think he is in his room.” He quickly answered, while he kept looking at the meat. “He was drawing something in that book when I saw him earlier.”

The girl smiled slightly. It seemed like she knew what the hell Jungkook was scrabbling into that book all day long. Jin had tried to ask him, but his younger brother would always close the book before he had a chance to look in.

“Ahh. I see.” She said and smiled. “I gave him that note book when he was here for a about a week. I told him that he should write in anything he doesn’t want to talk about with me. Like a diary or something.”

Jin nodded. It made sense now that Jungkook wouldn’t let him look into that book. He looked happy when he let his pen slide over the empty pages. Jin could tell that Jungkook looked more happy in general.

“I – I wanted to thank you.” He said shyly, looking up from the pan. He slightly bowed his head when he saw her looking at him over her shoulder. “My brother looks healthier and happier since he has lived here. Thank you.”

She just smiled and bowed back at him, which let him speechless. Never in his life had anyone bowed to him. He turned back towards his pan and pushed the meat around with the wooden spoon. It was only fried meat, but it was already smelling mouth-watering.

“I am happier, too, since you both live here with me.” She suddenly whispered almost to quiet for him to hear. “Shortly after I moved in here, my friends moved far away and my mom died. I love this apartment, but I always felt lonely. I like having your company at dinner time or while watching TV. That’s why I was so sad when you wanted to leave all the sudden.”

Jin looked at the girl back. He could tell that she was really sad, when suddenly he felt her heart beating faster and her scent changing its smell, but not in a bad way. The girl had been smelling good since he had met her a few days ago. She smelled natural, not covered in heavy parfum or deo like the woman he had met in his earlier life.

The boy suddenly felt overwhelmed with her sudden sadness. He didn’t know if it was his fault, and he especially didn’t know what he should do. He pressed his ears flatly against his head and wrapped his long, fluffy tail around his leg.

“I am sorry.” He whispered. “I never meant to – to make you sad.”

“No, don’t feel bad.” She turned around, laying the noodles down on the counter. “I know that you are scared and confused, and that’s okay. But please, never be scared of me, okay?”

They both smiled at each other, before Jin nodded and turned his attention back to the food. When the meat was done, they both prepare the sauce and began to stack up all ingredients into the baking dish.

Jin somehow felt proud of himself when he shoved the dish into the oven. A feeling that he hadn’t felt in a very long time. He was still kneeling in front of the oven, watching the lasagne through the small window.

“Listen, Jin.” He looked up at the girl, who was nervously fiddling with her shirt. “I don’t know if you still remember when I told you about the authority and the adoptions, yesterday. I actually made an appointment for tomorrow, but you never told me if you and Jungkook were okay with me adopting you. If not, that’s okay, I won’t be mad, but I want you to know that –“

“I want you to adopt Jungkook.” He quickly answered, standing up from the oven. “I wanted to take him with me because I didn’t know you, but now I want him to stay here. I – I don’t care if you adopt me or if you want to kick me out. I just want him to be safe, and I think that he is safe with you.”

It was true. He didn’t care about what she was going to do with him. All he ever wanted was for this young brother to have a proper and safe home and by now, he was sure that he would be happy living here. Even if that meant that he had to leave.

He gulped. Over the past days, he had to admit to himself that he liked living here. He like the warmth that surrounded him day and night. Not even the floor under his naked feet had felt cold one single time. In addition, she offered him a warm bed, food – safety.

“Jin.” The girl was about to grab his hand that hung loosely by his side, when she suddenly stopped in her tracks. She looked at him for permission, but when he didn’t react, she just grabbed it. He didn’t pull away. “I will never kick you out. You and Jungkook belong together, and I will let you here as long as you want to. Both of you deserve to be here.”

While she talked, she slightly squeezed his larger hand, emphasizing her words. His heart was beating so fast in his chest, as he nodded his head carefully, accepting her offer. He knew that he couldn’t forgot his past from one day to another, and he also knew that a long and difficult road laid ahead him, but he just hoped that he could start his future here, with Jungkook and the girl.

“Thank you.” He whispered, squeezing her hand back. “Thank you, so much.”

Hope yawned when she woke up the next morning. A look at her clock told her that it was too early in the day. She rubbed her heavy eyes and stretched her arms, before she went over to her dresser. While she pulled a new shirt out, when suddenly her nose was filled with a decent smell of freshly baked bread rolls. Quickly, she changed and made her way out of her room to find the source of the aroma in the air.

“What the – “ She gasped when she finally reached the dining room, where she already spotted a fully set breakfast table.

“Hope!” The bunny yelled excitedly when he saw the surprised girl. He stood next to the table and fiddled with the hem of his shirt. “We wanted to surprise you, because you are always so nice to us.”

She felt her heart swell with pride. In the kitchen behind the table, she saw Jin standing at the stove and scrambling the eggs in the pan, while he read in his book how to use the right condiments.

“Thank you so much.” The girl said, as she walked up to Jungkook. She hesitated at first, but eventually she wrapped her arms carefully around the bunny’s waist, laying her head on his chest for a few seconds. She really liked his height. “This is a nice surprise.”

She felt him tense for a moment, but he didn’t pushed her away though. When she pulled away, they smiled at each other for another few seconds, before she made her way up into the kitchen, where Jin was about to place the scrambled eggs on a plate.

“Good morning, Jin.” She smile and waved shyly, before she walked up to the water boiler.

“Good morning.” He said back. “I made scrambled eggs. I didn’t know if you like that, but I saw it in the book, and it looked really delicious so I thought that I could try it. But if you don’t like it I will – “

“Jin, it’s okay.” She smiled at his ramblings. “You try whatever you would like, and even if we don’t like it, it’s okay. Then we at least know to not cook it again. It smells amazing, by the way.”

Jin smiled proudly and together, they made their way back to the table, where Jungkook was already waiting. While they were eating, Hope asked the boys what they had planned to do for the day. Jungkook wanted to practice with the guitar again, because he hadn’t had the time in the past days. Jin had planned to read Jungkook’s favourite book, because the younger one had told him nonstop how awesome this book was.

“What are you doing today?” Jungkook asked the girl, as he shoved a spoon full of flakes into his mouth.

“I will got to the authority today, remember?” She watched as the boys looked at her wide eyes. “This means that you will be home alone for a few hours until I am back. Do you think you can do this?”

Both Hybrids looked at each other, before they carefully nodded in union. The girl just smiled, as she took a sip of her coffee. They looked like two teenage boys you would let alone for the very first time in their lives, looking at you with their innocent eyes, while promising that to not break anything. When she looked at Jin, she could tell from the expression on his face that he wanted to say something.

“What are you thinking about, Jin?” She put her mug back on the table. The boy’s head shot up. “I can see something is laying on your tongue.”

“I – “ He coughed and stopped, before clearing his throat again. “I just wanted to ask, if – if you could buy me – only if you want of course – such a note book like Jungkook has. But – but you don’t have to I just – “

“Of course, I will buy you one.” She interrupted him, before he would start rambling. “I am glad that you asked me, Jin. I think it will help you a little bit, but you can also come to me if you want to talk about something. You both know that, right?”

Once again, they nodded in union. When breakfast was over, they made the dishes together like every day, before every one had his time in the bathroom and got ready for the day. The girl brushed her teeth, hair and put one some decent make up.

Once she was done, she watched herself in the mirror. Hope had never thought about what impression she had on other people and especially not on boys. Never in her life, she had been the type of girl that boys would talk to. She was always the nerdy, shy girl in the first row, that answered the teachers questions and that would actually do her homework properly. But now, she lived with two boys together.

And those boys weren’t even normal. They had extra sensitive ears and noses and – wait. She sniffed at her shirt. Did she actually smell good, or should she rather put on some perfume? None of the boys ever mentioned something about her scent, beside Jungkook who had once complained about her smelling like Brian after he gave her his clothes. She smiled at this memory.

But still, she wondered what the boys think of her. She didn’t want them to think that she was ugly or that she would let herself go. If they thought of her as pretty? They are both Korean, maybe they are more fond of girl with dark hair. She sighed and laid the hairbrush down, before she made her way out of the bathroom. Now, there was no time to think about that.

“Boys! I will leave now.” She yelled through the apartment, as she grabbed her purse and jacket.

Immediately, a door was pulled open, followed by fast footsteps. Jungkook was the first on to run around the corner, Jin came after him a few seconds. The younger one had his ears hanging loosely next to his head, as he made his way over and stopped right in front of her. He looked at her sceptically, before his expression changed to a worried face.

“Don’t look so scared, Kookie. I won’t be gone for long.” She smiled at him, before she swung her jacket over her shoulders. “I put a list of numbers on the table. Mine is the first one. If something happens and you don’t know what to do, you can dial the number in the phone and press the green button. Don’t burn anything and don’t open the door to anyone. I have my own keys to come in, so leave the door closed, don’t matter who he says he is, okay?”

“Okay.” They both said, as she grabbed her keys and opened the door.

“See you later.” She smiled and waved at them, before she made her way down the stairs and out of the building. To say she wasn’t nervous to leave them alone would be a lie, but she also trusted them to not burn her apartment down while she was gone.

On her way, she mentally went through all the thing on her to-do-list. After her appointment in the authority, she would go and buy a new note book for Jin. Then, she would buy a matching frame the photos on her wall and print the picture she had taken of her two boys.

Her boys. She smiled at those words. Everything just seemed to be so unreal. 5 weeks ago, she would never had guessed that she would end up adopting two Hybrids at the same time. Not that she would complain, though. She really liked having the two of them around, also if she hadn’t known them for long. It just felt so right having them around.

After a minutes of driving, she finally reached the authority building. The appointment with the woman went over pretty strange. Everyone could have told that this woman didn’t like her job at all. She seemed to be impolite, uninterested and bored, as she gave Hope all the papers to sign.

“What are you planning on doing with two Hybrids at the same time?” The woman had asked. “The bunny won’t be worth so much, but I bet the leopard brings a lot of money at a fight club.”

It had taken the girl anything to not scream at such a stupid statement, but unfortunately, there was nothing she could do about it.

But this scenario was just another proof that something in this world had to change. Starting with her term papers, which deadline would end in just two weeks. Two more weeks and she hopefully would be a lawyer to safe and protect all Hybrids that would need her help in this cruel world. She would fight for any single one of them.

She quickly bought all the other things, before she made her way back to the car. Because the parking spots were rare in the big city, she had parked her car a little bit outside on a not so popular parking space. While she was walking over the gravel surface, she suddenly felt a shiver running down her spine

She quickly turned around, but there was no one but here at the parking space. She was alone. Hope pushed her purse closer to her body, before she turned back and kept walking faster to her car. Normally, she wasn’t the one to be scared while walking out alone or at night. When she was younger, her mom had sent her to a self-defending course, but she didn’t know if she really could defend herself if a man twice her size would attack her. Right now, she really wished that Jin and Jungkook were with her to protect her. She bet that no one would dare to treat her if she was in the company of two strong men.

As she was just a few meters away from her car, she suddenly heard fast and heavy footstep running up behind her. She wanted to turned around, but it was already too late. That someone had pushed her forward hardly, before he grabbed her purse and pulled away. Luckily, she could catch herself before her body could slam onto the ground. She let out a yelp, but instinctively grabbed the strap of her purse harder.

“Stop it! Let go!” She yelled at her attacker, who was furiously pulling at her purse.

Everything went so fast. When she had yelled for him to stop, the boy suddenly let go of her purse, making them both fall to the ground. She yelped when her bum hit the floor hard, but immediately, she clutched the piece of fabric harder to her chest, crawling back a few inches. If he would had taken the purse, he would also had taken the adoption papers she just got for Jungkook and Jin.

Her attacker wasn’t in a better position. When he had hit the ground, he let out a loud whimper, before he immediately crawled back until his back hit a parking car. He had curled himself up, hid his face protected by his hands and whispered something over and over again.

The girl gulped, as her heart seemed to jump out of her chest. She wanted to get up and run away, but her body seemed like it was paralyzed. With wide eyes, she stared at the person in front of her.

The boy had pressed himself tightly against the parking car behind him. He was clearly more scared of the girl than she was scared of him, even though he had just tried to steal her purse. His whole body was shaking under his baggy and ripped clothes, while his feet and hands were ripped and bloody. She couldn’t see his face, but over his dark brown hair, she saw the pair of white, round ears being flatly pressed against his head, while his fluffy, white and black striped tail was wrapped around his trembling body.

“H – Hey.” With a shaking voice, she tried to talk to him. “A – Are you okay?”

When he heard her voice, he curled himself further together, while he kept whispering ‘I’m sorry. I’m sorry.’ over and over again. Hope didn’t know what to do. On the one hand, he looked so fragile and scared that she just wanted to run up and hug him, but on the other hand, he wanted to attack her, which meant that he could be dangerous.

“Hey, I – I am not mad at –“ She tried to keep her voice low and smooth, when she suddenly was interrupted by someone else.

“Miss, are you okay? Do you need me to call the police?” A man in his 40’s stood at the end of the parking space, looking shocked at the girl on the ground. When his eyes fell on the Hybrid, he took a big step back. “Did this beast attack you, Miss? I will call the police, don’t move!”

Before he had the chance to grab his cell phone, the girl shot up from the ground.

“No!” She yelled and stepped in front of the trembling boy on the ground. She tried to sound as normal as possible, when she started talking again. “No. There is no need to call the police. He belongs to me. Thank you, though.”

The man looked confused between the Hybrid and the girl, his hands were still holding the small smartphone.

“But he attacked you.” He sceptically said.

“No, he didn’t. He just –“ The girl coughed. She needed to find an explainable excuse for that little incident, or else the man would call the police. “Ehm – He just tripped and accidently pushed me forward. Nothing to worry about.”

“Okay.” He simply said and walked up to a black car. “Make sure to punish him the way he deserves it. Stupid animal.”

“I will.” The girl just whispered, hoping that he would buy her lie and just leave,

Then man didn’t look convinced at all. He asked her again if she needed help, but when she said ‘no’ once again, he eventually let go of the topic, stepped in his car and drove away as quickly as possible. The girl let out a deep breath. She didn’t know why she defended the Hybrid, but she couldn’t let the police take him away.

“Hey, you.” She kneeled back on the ground. “I don’t want to hurt you. I promise.”

Somehow, that scene reminded her of the day she found Jungkook. The boy kept trembling and muttering, but he never moved an inch. The girl didn’t let go, thought. She kept talking to him in a soft voice, telling him that she wasn’t mad and that she wouldn’t hurt him. Somehow, it even worked. After a few minutes, the boy’s shanking got less, and he eventually dared to look up at her.

Like Jin and Jungkook, the boy had Korean face features. He had deep brown eyes, a straight nose and beautiful, pump lips that were bruised at one side.

“I am sorry.” He whispered in an now clearer, but creaking voice, studying the girl’s face closely.

“It’s okay.” She whispered back. Her hands had stopped from shaking, as the boy talked. He didn’t seemed to be dangerous. “I am not mad. Can you tell me what happened to you? What is your name?”

He didn’t answer. He just kept shaking his head, while his hands started shaking again. He mumbled something under his breath what sounded like ‘Hyung’. The world sounded familiar in her ears. Jungkook called Jin Hyung. Maybe he was talking about his brother.

“Hyung? Your brother?” She tried to understand what he was referring to, and indeed, when she asked him about his brother, he nodded his head.

He looked over the parking space, before he lifted his finger and pointed into the old, rotten parking garage. The building looked like it would break down any minute. It was dangerous to go in there.

“Is your brother in there?” She asked in a shaking voice, not sure if she wanted to know the answer or not.

The boy nodded quickly, mumbling the words ‘Hyung’ and ‘hurt’. Her heart began to start beating faster again. Of course, she would not just leave the poor boy alone while his brother was injured. She had seen Jungkook’s reaction when his brother was hurt, and she also remember Jin’s word, as he had begged her to take in Jungkook. She could guess what was going on in the Hybrid in front of her.

“I will help your brother, okay?” She stood up from the ground, looking over at the rotten building. “I will help you.”

Hope trailed after the boy though the parking garage. After the boy had told her about his brother being injured, she had gotten her first aid kit out of the car and followed him through the endless hallways. She wasn’t sure if Jimin – he had told her his name a few minutes ago – really had a brother that was in here. Maybe he had told her a lie to entice her into this building. But on the other hand, why would he do this?

She looked at the hybrid in front of her. He was smaller than Jin and Jungkook, but still taller than her. He was thin, with an oversized shirt and shorts that hung loosely over his body. They kept walking for about 5 minutes, until the girl suddenly heard a voice.

“Jimin?” Someone’s voice came from another corner of the building, not far away from them. It was definitely a male voice. “Jimin!” The voice suddenly got louder. “Someone is here Jimin! Jimin!”

Jimin started running into the direction the voice was coming from. He took one last turn, before he kneeled down next to another person. The boy leaned against the cold wall in the corner of the room. The other boy’s clothes were dirty and ripped like Jimin’s, and he held his bruised and swollen arm against his upper body. When he spotted the girl, he tensed up.

“Go away, human!” He screamed, as he showed of his sharpened fangs in the corners of his mouth.

The girl took a step back. Those fangs were sharp and big enough to rip out her throat. The boy tried to sit himself up further, pushing Jimin behind him with his healthy arm.

“No, Tae.” Jimin had laid his hands on his brothers arm. “She wants to help you. She – “

“I don’t need help.” He hissed back, pressing his black ears against his head. “And especially not from her. She is bad! She is a human, Jimin. Stay away from her.”

“But Tae, you are hurt and she has something to treat your wound.” Jimin was looking deeply in his brothers eyes. „Please, Tae. Please.”

Tae’s nose trails went wide, as his eyes flickered between Jimin’s pleading eyes. It was obvious that he was scared about his brother’s safety, and from the way he spoke about human it was clear that they had made some pretty bad experiences. He removed his eyes from Jimin, before he stared closely at her. After a few seconds, he growled loudly and turned his head away.

Jimin quickly gestured for the girl to step closer, as his brother looked out of the giant window, still growling.

“Okay.” She whispered to herself, as she kneeled down in front of the boys. “My name is Hope. I am not a doctor, but I think I can help you though. I will have to check your arm to see if it’s broken or not. I will try to be careful, okay?”

He didn’t look at her. He pressed his lips tightly against each other, only the growl could be heard. To say she wasn’t scared would be a lie, but maybe if he felt her heartbeat he would realized that she was more feared than dangerous.

Carefully, she laid her hands on his cold arm. Immediately, he hissed sharply. He parted his lips, flashing out his sharp incisors, as he licked his tongue over them. Hope forced herself not to look at them, but keep going instead. Jimin on his other side had taken Tae’s hand, squeezing it slightly.

“Okay, I think it’s not broken.” She opened her first aid kit and pulled out a bandage. “But it’s infected and slightly sprained. I will wrap a bandage around it, but we will definitely have to clean it up, before it will get really bad. If you would come home with me I – “

“No!” Tae pulled his arms abruptly away, looking angrily at the girl, as she fell back on her bum because of his sudden movement. “We won’t go with you, human.”

The girl’s eyes flickered between him and Jimin. She know that Tae was scared, but his injury definitely needed to be threatened, or else he would catch a really bad infection. In addition, the nights would get cold, too cold to sleep in a rotten parking garage.

“Jimin.” The girl hoped that she could at least talk some sense into him. “He will get worse if his wound will get infected more and more, and it’s cold here. Please, I just want to look over your injures at home. You can leave anytime you want, but please, stay the night with me.”

Even a blind one could tell that Jimin was torn between his brother and Hope. With tears in his eyes, he looked at his brother, squeezing his hand.

“Tae, please let her help us.” He whispered, laying his head on the other boy’s shoulder, rubbing his nose over the sensitive skin there. “I can’t lose you, Tae. Please.“

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Character Intro: Zephyrus (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Lord of the West Wind by the people of Olympius

Z and Zeph by Iris, his brothers, and the others in the pantheon

Age- 18 (immortal)

Location- Hearthwood neighborhood, New Olympus

Personality- He's mostly a bright, cheerful & all around friendly guy. He does have a tendency to be insecure and jealous at times, especially when it comes to romantic relationships. He's bisexual & is currently in an open relationship with his longtime girlfriend.

Being the god of spring (and the west wind), he has many abilities. He has the ability to fly due to his large light green wings. He also has photokinesis, super speed (not to the extent of Hermes), he can generate strong wind currents (aerokinesis), & has the ability of chlorokinesis (though not to the extent of Demeter). He can also shapeshift into a pegasus as well as communicate with them.

He's the second oldest of his brothers in a set of fraternal quadruplets. He has an average relationship with all of them in general & they all try to get together often- mainly the three of them. He's not close with his oldest brother Boreas (god of the north wind). Z's relationship with his mother Eváeros (goddess of air & the zodiacs) is a bit strained, especially because of what's going on with Bo. He can't even remember the last time he and his mom went cloud surfing. Z still sends her flowers every week. Zephyrus is still cool with Eurus (god of the east wind) and Notus (god of the south wind). He's not close with his cousin Chione (goddess of snow) or his aunt Pagoniá (goddess of ice).

Zeph's main address is in the Hearthwood neighborhood of New Olympus. He lives in a large cottage estate (which he built himself) which has an evergreen backyard & an equally beautiful garden that seemingly goes on forever. He has several pets (with all of them having flower themed names). There's five guinea pigs named Dandelion, Lily, Tulip, Rose, & Orchid, two bunnies named Petunia and Clover, & three golden retrievers named Azealia, Magnolia (Maggie), and Susan (named after the flower "black eyed susan").

When he wants to get away, he'll sometimes stay over Notus' beach house or Eurus' cabin. Zeph hasn't stayed over Iris' condo in a long time.

His go-to drink is a cold brewed fruit infusion iced tea (oranges, strawberry, & thyme). He also enjoys the gin & basil cocktail and the jasmine honey milk bubble tea. His usual from The Roasted Bean is an olympian sized iced green tea.

A favorite snack of his that he loves making are apple fries. He even makes his own homemade caramel dipping sauce. He also likes the strawberry & apple custard tart from Salon du Sucre.

His favorite sweet treats include fruit salad (drizzled in honey) and mint matcha ice cream!

For work and extra income, Zeph has a few businesses including a chain of flower shops (Zeph's Fresh Picks), a line of frozen fruit bar treats (Flavor Isles), and he has a company which manufactures gardening tools & products. Despite his tricky relationship with Apollo (god of the sun, music, poetry, healing, medicine, archery, plague, light, & knowledge), Zephryus models for his Bow + Arrow fashion brand and Platinum Alchemy. He's also thinking about releasing a signature parfum and cologne.

Zeph is currently unhappy in his relationship with his girlfriend Iris (goddess of the rainbow). He feels as though their relationship should be put out of its misery, but he always falters towards actually ending it. They've been together for a couple hundred years. Zeph does remember fondly how they first met. How effortless it was. They met at the palace during a brunch celebrating an accomplishment of Hera's. They struck up a conversation & hit it off. Afterwards, they flew through a rich green meadow before getting caught up in a late evening rainstorm. They didn't mind the gentle rain and stopped to rest at a nearby quarry. Zeph took in how the droplets looked like glittering diamonds on her skin and how her wet curly multi-colored hair clung between her cleavage. When he first kissed her, he loved the taste of her bubblegum flavored lips. The rainstorm had long since ended, but the both of them were lost to the kiss. He can't quite pinpoint the moment when things started to go downhill for them, but Iris' neuroses towards the situation with her sister Arke (goddess of the faded rainbow) has always been a point of contention.

Before Iris, he had been in a few relationships with other guys & girls, so Zeph wasn't that shocked when she proposed that they try being in an open relationship. He's been in sexual & romantic relationships with Ganymede (god of homosexual love & desire), Aphrodite (goddess of love & beauty), Erato (muse of love poetry), and a hilariously unsuccessful threesome involving himself, Iris, and Apollo. Zeph even gave Aether (god of the upper atmosphere, celestial bodies, & heavenly light) his first kiss.

In the pantheon Zephyrus is also good friends with Aeolus (god of wind), Méli (goddess of bees & honey), Hermes, Dionysus (god of wine), Tyche (goddess of luck), Aoide (goddess of voice & song), Chrysos (god of gold & riches), Mania (goddess of insanity), Pothos (god of longing & yearning), Thallo (goddess of spring & new growth), Eos (Titaness of dawn), Hemera (goddess of the day), The Graces, The Muses, Pannychis (goddess of nightlife festivities), and Peitho (goddess of persuasion & sensuality).

Zephyrus was mentored by Livádi (goddess of meadows).

An "accomplishment" for him was when he posed nude for the cover of Ganymede's LGBTQ+ magazine, The Rainbow Room. He has a framed copy in his house.

He also likes to clean & work out in the nude, hence having his own personal gym.

His favorite dish is a tomato pasta salad. He also is a big fan of sesame ginger egg rolls (with sweet chili dipping sauce) and spicy tuna sushi rolls.

In his free time, Zeph enjoys bird watching, gardening, surfing at the beach, horseback riding, cloud surfing, riding his bike, drawing, going for walks at the park, swimming, and sunbathing.

"Just like flowers, people can turn over a new leaf."

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*          𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃          :          welcome     to     l'academiae     furorum     ,     DEVON     AVERESCU     ,     DIONAEA     JAIN     &     HENRY     VISSER     .     please     submit     your     account     within     twenty     -     four     hours     .     nailea     devora     ,     anya     chalotra     &     logan     lerman       is     now     taken         !

◜          *          :          nailea     devora     .     demi     woman     &     she     /     they     .     grandma     got    run    over    by     a     reindeer     by     poptropicaslutz     .          ━━          the     legend     surrounding     london’s     l’academiae     furorum     would     not     be     complete     without     DEVON     AVERESCU     .     the     academy’s     TWENTY           year     old     TRAINEE     has     been     with     furore     for     ONE    YEAR     ,     oft     described     as               &          has     proved     utterly     indispensable     to     the     company.     in     passing     ,     they’ve     come     to     be     associated     with     STRAWBERRY     DAIQUIRIS,     COTTON     CANDY,     STAR     JASMINE,     AND     THE     BREEZE     ROLLING     OVER     THE     MISSISSIPPI     RIVER          &          BRINGING     A     KNIFE     TO     A     GUN     FIGHT,     SPILLED     SLUSHIE     ON     HOT     PAVEMENT     SO     IT     TURNS     THAT     DARK     RED     KIND     OF     COLOR,     FASHION     LOOKS     INSPIRED     BY     RICH    KIDS     CIRCA     2006     .     whether     this     will     be     their     final     curtain     call     is     anyone’s     guess          &          the     company’s     worst     nightmare     .          (          as     portrayed     by     mackenzie     ,     22     ,     they     /    them     ,          &          est     .     triggers     .          )

◜          *          :         anya   chalotra     .     cis    woman     &     she    ╱   her       .     liquid   smooth     by     mitski     .          ━━          the     legend     surrounding     london’s     l’academiae     furorum     would     not     be     complete     without     DIONAEA     JAIN     .     the     academy's     TWENTY  -  FIVE     year     old     PRINCIPAL   DANCER     has     been     with     furore     for     SEVEN   YEARS     ,     oft     described     as     PERIPHRASTIC  ,  VULPINE  ,  ENTHRALLING  ,  DELUSIVE   &          has     proved     utterly     indispensable     to     the     company.     in     passing     ,     they’ve     come     to     be     associated     with     A   SUSPICION   OF   SANTAL   33   EAU   DE   PARFUM    DRAWING   A    VEIL   OVER   ABSTRUSE   HINTS   OF   WOOD   SAGE   ,   SWEET   PLUMS    AND   CHAMOMILE  ,   AND  THE  ORPHIC   SCENT   OF   DISTURBED   SOIL         &          uninhibited   and  deranged   barefoot  revelry  in  the   depths   of   the   forest   to  consecrate  one’s   self    as   a    modern   day   maenad   ;   a   glorified   inheritance   of   a    defective   amethyst   amulet   believed  to  maintain  one’s   nonchalance  and   sanity    passed   down   from   an   illustrious   prima  ballerina   assoluta   antecedent   ;    a   bacchante’s  quiet   yet   pellucid   repugnance  for  anything  lukewarm   and     less   than   haunting   ;    the   terrifying  and  the  beautiful   transformation   from   fragile    purity    to    untamable   wild   as   soon    as   the   music   begins   ;    the   becoming   of   woman   to   deer    ,    unattainable   and    fleeing   ,    with   no   more   awareness   of   mortality    than   an   animal    .     whether     this     will     be     their     final     curtain     call     is     anyone's     guess          &          the     company’s     worst     nightmare     .          (          as     portrayed     by     mach     ,     twenty4     ,     they/them     ,          &         cst     .     none    .          )

◜          *          :          logan  lerman     .     cis   man     &     he    ╱   him       .     frou  -  frou   foxes   in   midsummer   fires    by     cocteau   twins    .          ━━          the     legend     surrounding     london’s     l’academiae     furorum     would     not     be     complete     without     HENRY   OBERON     VISSER     .     the     academy's     TWENTY  -  SEVEN   year     old     RESIDENT   CHOREOGRAPHER    has     been     with     furore     for     TEN   YEARS     ,     oft     described     as     LACONIC  ,  SEPULCHRAL  ,   SUBLIME  ,   FURTIVE     &          has     proved     utterly     indispensable     to     the     company.     in     passing     ,     they’ve     come     to     be     associated     with     FRAGRANT   TRACES   OF     MAY   ROSE    AND   JASMINE   OBSCURING   SUBTLE   HINTS   OF   SUGARCANE   AND   OAK   ,   AS   WELL   AS   OF   THE  BOLDER   CANNABIS           &         the     pestiferous   perennial   outpour   of     unbidden   condolences    and   unwanted   mourning   wreaths   that   pull   one   back   to   the   past   despite   attempts   of   moving   forward        ;    memories   of    hauntingly  divine   pas   de   deaux   of   twins   to   tchaikovsky’s   score    ,   exalted   to     great   acclaim  ;    the   great   and   unending   impulse  to   talk   about   anything   and  everything   to   someone    gone    ,    though   only   the   possibility   of   response   has   been   lost   ;    an   early   retirement   during   one’s   highest   peak   ,  so   full   of   life   ,   and   the   reluctant   debut   off   stage    due   to   the   loss   of   life   ;   the   looming   impossibility   of   recovery   despite  a   new   scenery   ,    a    pestering   guilt   over   one’s   own   happiness    .     whether     this     will     be     their     final     curtain     call     is     anyone's     guess          &          the     company’s     worst     nightmare     .           (          as     portrayed     by     mach     ,     twenty4     ,     they/them     ,          &         cst     .     none    .          )