#Steam Hydration

[madamsalon]

The Complete Guide to Full Head Micro Links: Natural, Versatile, and Beautiful

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[brooklynisher]

Just watched this while washing my hands

Wonderful experience 5/5 stars

Would recommend

[vsonker]

Healthy Diet Chart for Weight Loss: A Medically-Backed Guide

Healthy Diet Chart for Weight Loss: A Medically-Backed GuideMaintaining a healthy weight is crucial for overall well-being, reducing the risk of chronic diseases, and improving quality of life. A well-planned diet is key to effective weight loss and long-term success. This article offers a medically-backed diet chart designed to promote sustainable weight loss without compromising essential…

[technologyvoid]

Oughghghggh headache

[uglygirltrying]

wolf-hybrid!simon x bunny-hybrid!reader | PT3 | pt2 | pt1 |

apparently simon wasn't the only one who loved your scent.

other males had been trespassing on his territory, coming dangerously close to his den. to you.

simon tried to make his scent more pronounced. to keep them away. to keep his bunny safe.

fortunately, so far, no one had been brave enough, to deliberately come after you. and simon thought that nobody would be.

until that day.

simon had left for water that evening. he wouldn't have been gone for long. it was always risky to leave you alone, without his protection. but simon promised to be quick.

unfortunately, that was enough time for him.

you shouldn't have been so naïve. so stupid. you should've stayed vigilant. but you were just cleaning the den. you didn't feel threatened. you felt safe.

heavy thumps on top of the den. that's what you heard first. you looked up, a little bit of dirt fell down from the den ceiling, and dropped on your head. it must be simon. it has to be. right?

but then. there was slow struggling at the den's entrance. you couldn't see it, it was behind a curve. but you could hear it. simon didn't have to struggle to get inside. it was his den after all, it was just big enough, to let him inside.

maybe he was just struggling with the water. yeah. it's simon, you tried to reassure yourself.

"s-simon...?" your voice was meek, scared, unsure. you've stopped messing with the nest, now only focused on the noises coming from the den's entrance.

the obvious struggles at the entrance stopped.

why? simon would give you an answer, wouldn't he?

the weather was beautiful. there was only few clouds covering the blue sky. the sun glared down, hot and bright. it made the snowbanks sparkle beautifully.

the hot light made the snow melt away, uncovering calm, small rapid. the clear water ran over the rocks underneath it's surface. only more and more snow kept melting into the water, small droplets falling down from the melting ice, and snow.

simon knelt by the river. filling a carved, wooden bucket, with the cold, refreshing water.

he had to keep himself, and the bunny hydrated, after all.

the bucket filled pretty quickly, and simon was ready to head back to the den.

the snow crunched under his steps. simons hot breath came out as steam, as it hit the cold air. frost was starting to form on the tips of his hair.

the wolf's movements stilled, as smell hit his nose. a musk. another male.

simon dropped the water filled bucket, and began to run. you were alone. hopefully you were alone.

but he wasn't there to protect you. oh, god.

panic flared inside simon, his heart beating out of his chest.

the den was just a rocks throw away from the river. simon was quickly there. that didn't calm him down. somebody was kneeling at the den's entrance, trying to dig in. trying to get to his bunny.

simon panted heavily as he approached. the trespasser heard him coming. with a smirk on his face, the intruder turned around, to look at simon. simon's hands clenched into fists, his skin turning white.

he gritted his teeth. "mace." the wolfs voice resembled a growl.

here this bear was, trying to steal his bun. simon knew him, a territorial rival. and now he was attempting to take his fucking mate. his mate. his.

the black bear chuckled darkly, as he stood up.

"can smell her... you're hiding a sweet thing in there..."

"time for you to go, mace." simon grumbled.

mace grinned. "i'll leave you be, for now."

he walked down from the den's entrance, towards simon.

"might wanna keep her in there. never know when she's going to get snatched up."

mace's shoulder knocked against simon's, when he walked past him.

simon was fuming. his whole body moved, as he took heavy breaths.

the wolf listened, until the sound of footsteps faded away, before rushing to the mouth of the den.

"bun? come here." he called out, into the tunnel.

he had to wait a moment, before he saw your head sticking out of the hole.

simon sighed. "come here..." he signaled for you to come closer with his hand. slowly, and hesitantly, you crawled to the entrance of the den, where he was waiting for you.

"you okay, bun?" simon mumbled, his hand gently holding your cheek. after a meek nod of your head, simon leaned in and kissed your forehead.

simon leaned away, and gently guided you back down into the den, following suite after you. once you were down in the nest, simon made sure to hold you tight against his chest.

"you know that I would never let anything happen to you. you know that, don't you, bunny?" the wolf murmured into your ear, his free hand slowly making it's way down your stomach.

"what can i do to calm you down, huh? you're still shaking." his hot breath hitting your ear. simon was being sneaky. before you even knew it, his calloused fingers, pinched your nub.

he chuckled at the squeal you let out. his fingers began to gently massage your little clit.

"i'll never let that happen again. okay?" his voice got more serious, and his touch harder. your legs kicked out at the increasing pressure on your sensitive clit.

his touch didn't relent. it only got more determined.

determined to distract you from the scary situation, you had to go through.

determined to make you feel good.

the feeling was foreign. his touch was so tough, just like him. but his words were so sweet. the pressure in your belly grew. your breathing got heavier. simon noticed. with a wicked smirk on his face, his movements got faster.

"give it to me. c'mon bunny... i know you want to." he so meanly teased.

it just suddenly hit you. your legs tensed up, and your breath hitched. luckily, simon decided to show you mercy. he helped you get down from your bliss, before pulling his hand from in between your sweet thighs. your juices coated his fingers. simon grinned at the sight.

the bunny was now completely limp in his arms, panting and exhausted. simon wiped his dirty fingers against the fur on your stomach. simon's hand grabbed your chin, turning your head to look at him.

"go to sleep, bunny..." he murmured quietly, laying you against his side. his arms rested around you, in a protective hold. he couldn't even imagine how scary it must've been for you, being trapped down here, with no way out, while somebody was trying to crawl inside.

but just as he promised, simon would never let it happen again.

authors note: that poor bucket, alone in the cold forest :(

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[hsmagazine254]

Exploring Natural Solutions: Holistic Approaches to Cure Sinus

Naturally Cure Sinus: Embracing Holistic Remedies for Relief Sinus issues can be discomforting, but natural remedies offer holistic approaches to find relief. In this article, we’ll delve into natural solutions to help you naturally cure sinus problems. Understanding Sinus and Its Causes 1. Steam Inhalation for Congestion Combat sinus congestion with steam inhalation. Boil water, lean over the…

[luvsupa]

thinking of sukuna with long hair that was always kept neatly done by you. he always had you, his wife, take care of his luscious locks, convinced that your hands held a special magic—each stroke a soothing spell that kept his hair fresh and hydrated. you step into your shared estate after being busy the entire day as you saw him in the pool. the warm steam from the pool enveloped the room like a comforting embrace. sukuna lounges in the steaming pool, his long, beautiful pink hair cascading like a shimmering waterfall around him.

“my little dove, i’ve been missing you all day,” he purred, his voice low and inviting. water droplets glistened on his sculpted chest, accentuating his striking features. the damp strands of his hair, darker at the roots and slicked back, framed his face perfectly. you stood at the doorway, essential oils and combs in hand, a playful smile tugging at your lips as you admired his needy expression.

“i bet you have, handsome. i was busy helping the new children in the village,” you replied, stepping closer. with every movement, his gaze followed you, filled with admiration and longing. as you placed the hair products beside him, excitement sparked in his eyes. he loved how you cared for him; your touch alone could coax soft purrs from deep within him.

the bubbling water created a soothing backdrop as you opened the oils and cream, their fragrant scents filling the air. you gently gathered his long, silky hair, running your fingers through the soft strands, feeling their warmth against your skin. as you began brushing from the roots down to the ends, he leaned back into your touch, a needy moan escaping his lips.

“mmm, you’d be an amazing mother—how do two little brats sound?” he hummed, eyes fluttering shut, surrendering to the bliss of your magic hands. each stroke of the brush glided effortlessly through his hair, releasing the tension coiled in his body, while you worked your fingers through his locs with loving precision. his purring grew louder with every gentle tug, a deep rumble that reverberated in his chest, echoing his desire for more.

“i would love that suku,”your heart swelled with affection as you realized how deeply he cherished these moments. switching to the oils, you rose onto your knees, positioning yourself for a better angle. you began massaging the warm oil into his scalp, your fingers working in slow, deliberate circles. the moment your fingers made contact, he let out a low, needy purr that made your heart race.

“more,” he whispered, his voice thick with longing, eyes still closed as he leaned into your touch, craving your warmth. the soft sound of his neediness made you smile, fueling your desire to pamper him even more.

after thoroughly working the oils into his hair, you applied the moisturizing cream, your fingers gliding through his strands with expert care. he let out soft whines as you brushed through the final strands, and you could feel his reluctance to let go of this intimate connection.

“don’t stop,” he murmured, desperation creeping into his tone.

“keep playing with my hair until i sleep, my love.”

[astrolovecosmos]

Heavy Water Charts: Balance this out with plenty of exercise, avoiding junk food, drink more herbal tea, flute music or instrumental songs, push yourself to be more social, pay attention to what lifts your energy levels and spirit, and focus more on self-motivation, discipline, and logic.

Heavy Earth Charts: Balance this out with sleeping less or avoiding too much laziness and unproductivity (still of course get a healthy amount of sleep), exercise often, try spicy foods, take more action, try sports or games that involve fast reflexes, stimulate your senses, and watch out for negative thoughts.

Heavy Air Charts: Balance this out with drinking plenty of water, incorporate herbal teas, take your vitamins, take hot or steam baths, use a humidifier, massage with oils, exercise or walk outside more often, be sure to stay warm in cold weather, be mindful of sleep habits, and practice more discipline and routine.

Heavy Fire Charts: Balance this out by watching how easily or often you overheat - keep the body cooler, stay hydrated, incorporate more sweet or mild foods to a healthy extent, don't skip your doctor visits, watch your blood pressure and anger, and put a lot of thought into your perfume, cologne, or deodorant.

[kdyq]

A Warrior’s vigil

Ambessa x fem!reader

Context: Ambessa known for her commanding and pragmatic nature, must care of you when you fall ill with a fever. Ambessa reveals a softer side as she takes care of you.

The first sign that your illness came in the form of a soft cough a sound Ambessa would usually dismiss if it weren’t for how it lingered filled by a faint wince.

She turned from the window of your shared grand estate she had been gazing at the distant horizon and fixed her gaze on the source of the sound.

You, her Darling your usual vibrancy dulled as you’re seated in a velvet chair by the fire. “ You’re unwell..” Ambessa stated her tone leaving no room for denial.

You move your eyes from the twinkling fire and glanced up at her “It’s just a cold. Nothing to worry about” you say as your lips curling into a weak smile.

Ambessa stepped forward. Her heavy boots echoing across the stone floor. “ I don’t tolerate lies, especially from you.” She says as she place the back of her hand against your forehead her expression darking front the warmth. “ You have a fever. Go to bed, now.”

“I can mange—“ she cuts you off. “Y/N.” Her voice was a low growl not harsh but commanding “Do not argue with me.”

Within moments Ambessa swept you into your shared bedroom her efficiency tattling even someone meticulous as her. The silk sheets were freshly changed and the servant went rushing to fetch a physician.

You lay against a mountain of pillows as you watch Ambessa with amused exhaustion. “You’re resting me as one of your soldiers.” You say

Ambessa raised an eyebrow as she placed a of tea and broth on the nightstand .”If my soldiers had half of your worth I would. Now drink this.”

You chuckled softly our laughter turning into a cough. Ambessa’s jaw tightened as she handed you the steaming hot ginger tea.

The physician arrived swiftly a nervous young woman who avoided Ambessa’s sharp gaze. She examined you under the warrior’s scrutinizing supervision stammering her recommendations for rest and to hydrate before scurrying out.

Ambessa stayed by your side, her usual air of dominance tempered by quiet vigilance. She brought soup, adjusted blankets, and even read aloud from one of your favorite books, though her deep, commanding voice seemed ill suited to the whimsical tale.

“You’re softer than I expected,” you teased her your voice hoarse but playful. Ambessa smirked. “Do not mistake care for softness. I protect what is mine whether from armies or illnesses.” She leaned closer her hand brushing a stray lock of hair from your damp forehead. “You happen to be mine.”

The days passed, and though your fever subsided Ambessa’s attention never wavered. Even when you began to regain your strength the warrior insisted you rest with no argument.

“Ambessa, I can walk to the garden without fainting,” You protested one morning, your color returned.

“You’ll stay in bed until I say otherwise,” Ambessa replied, crossing her arms over her broad chest.

You sighed dramatically, but her eyes were soft. “You’re insufferable, you know.”

“And you’re reckless. A perfect match.”

When you were finally well enough to move about freely, Ambessa resumed her usual composure, though she still watched you like a hawk.

“You should let me dote on you sometime,” you say as you sat by the fire one evening, her hand brushing against Ambessa’s.

The warrior raised an eyebrow. “Unlikely.” But the faintest smile tugged at her lips.

“You’re lucky I’m patient,” You quipped.

Ambessa leaned in, her voice a low murmur. “And you’re lucky I’ll move mountains for you. Just don’t get sick again. It’s inefficient.”

You laughed, your laughter ringing through the room like music, and Ambessa allowed herself a rare moment of softness, her hand resting gently over your hand.

“THE END”

AN/ : OMGGGG MY FIRST STORY EVERRRR. MORE IS TO COMEEEE I’ve literally really written a lot.

[madamsalon]

Unveiling the Beauty of Tape-In Hair Extensions: A Complete Guide

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[froody]

showering accessibility tips for those struggling with mental and physical illness:

bring a bottle of water (or any preferred hydrating beverage with a lid) in there with you, the steam makes me tired and thirsty and out of breath but hydrating helps.

exfoliating gloves are sooooo much easier to use than loofas or exfoliating cloths. for me at least.

shower chair. this goes without saying.

try brushing your teeth in the shower. I hate brushing my teeth because my hand eye coordination isn’t the best and I get messy, shower solves that. and you can do it while the conditioner is in your hair thus saving time.

[honeytonedhottie]

DIY beauty⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🍯

this is a big post of some of my favorite beauty recipes and things that i can do at home for myself and my beauty routines and regimens…💬🎀

AT HOME FACIALS ;

♡ step one - cleanse with ur water based cleanser

♡ step two - steam ur face using a bowl and towel

♡ step three - use a facial scrub that isnt too abrasive

♡ step four - use a cleansing mask

♡ step five - use ur toner

♡ step six - make sure to moisturize always

doing this routine helps my skin to feel rejuvenated and healthy. steaming ur face opens up ur pores and helps to free sebum which in turn stops pimples from forming…💬🎀

BATH MILK ;

♡ 2 cups of milk

♡ 1 tbsp of vanilla

♡ 2 tbsp of cinnamon

bath milk is rly good if u have dry skin because its a way to hydrate and moisturize your skin. milk contains fats and proteins that can help to replenish your skin's natural moisture…💬🎀

♡ 1/2 cup of honey

♡ 5 tbs olive/almond oil

♡ 3 cups of milk

SUGAR LIP SCRUB ;

♡ mix in some vaseline and sugar (if u wanna be extra u can add some cayenne for a plumping effect OR olive oil for extra hydration)

doing a lip scrub every now and then helps to remove dead skin from ur lips and keep them soft and super adorable. i also recommend brushing ur lips every now and then and making sure to use a moisturizing lip balm…💬🎀

RICE FACE MASK ;

♡ add one cup of rice and rinse the rice 2-3 times

♡ use 1/4 cup of rice and 1 cup of water and put it into ur rice cooker/boil over ur stovetop

♡ once the rice is soft, pour it into ur blender till it becomes smooth

♡ make sure to let it cool down before you use it

the mask will last up to a week if stored in the fridge. rice is known to brighten the skin, shrink pores, and prevent premature aging with its antioxidants. it also helps protect the skin barrier and calms irritated skin…💬🎀

[inkspiredwriting]

Stubborn as a Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

As Five lay on the couch, his body aching and head pounding, he stubbornly refused to admit he was sick.

Y/N, his ever-patient wife, walked into the living room carrying a tray with a bowl of soup, a glass of water, and a box of tissues. "Five, you need to rest and take care of yourself," she said, her voice gentle but firm.

Five sat up, wincing slightly. "I'm fine, Y/N. It's just a little cold. I've faced worse."

Y/N rolled her eyes, setting the tray on the coffee table. "You look like you've been run over by a truck. Just admit you're sick and let me take care of you."

Five crossed his arms, a stubborn glint in his eyes. "I don't get sick."

Y/N sighed, knowing that arguing with Five was like trying to move a mountain. "Okay, Mr. Invincible. At least humor me and eat some soup. It's chicken noodle, your favorite."

Five glanced at the steaming bowl, his resolve wavering. He was hungry, and the aroma of the soup was enticing. Reluctantly, he reached for the bowl. "Fine. But only because I'm hungry."

Y/N smiled, watching as he took a few tentative sips. "See? Not so bad, right?"

Five grumbled something incoherent but continued eating. Y/N sat beside him, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. "You're burning up, Five. You need to rest."

"I can't afford to rest," Five muttered between bites. "There's too much to do."

"Like what?" Y/N asked, raising an eyebrow. "Saving the world can wait a day or two. Your health is more important."

Five opened his mouth to argue but was interrupted by a violent sneeze. He groaned, finally conceding. "Alright, maybe I am a little under the weather."

Y/N chuckled, handing him a tissue. "Thank you for finally admitting it. Now, lie back down and let me take care of you."

Five sighed, lying back on the couch. Y/N covered him with a blanket and sat beside him, gently running her fingers through his hair. "Just relax, Five. I've got everything under control."

As the day went on, Five reluctantly allowed Y/N to fuss over him. She made sure he stayed hydrated, brought him more soup, and even read to him from his favorite book. Despite his stubborn nature, he found himself appreciating her care and attention.

"You're really good at this," Five admitted, his voice softer than usual.

Y/N smiled, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "That's because I love you. And because I'm not going to let a little flu take you down."

Five chuckled, his eyes closing as he relaxed under her touch. "I love you too, Y/N. Thanks for putting up with me."

"Always," Y/N whispered, continuing to stroke his hair.

As Five drifted off to sleep, he realized that sometimes, even the most stubborn of heroes needed to be taken care of. And he was grateful to have Y/N by his side, through sickness and health, for better or worse.

[eatmangoesnekkid]

Fall in love with taking care of yourself (your cells). Let it arouse your tissues to make 32 ounces of blood detoxifying tea for you to drink. Allow it to make you smile when you run your bath or steam i.e. hydrate your yoni. Go slow when you rub shea butter into your skin. Prepare your meals to beautifully curated music. Massage your face. Speak sweet things into your eyes in the mirror. Fall in love with taking really good care of you. —India Ame’ye

[spinelskyes]

i’m so stupid in love with you !

ft. chongyun, gaming, venti, xiao warnings: gn! reader wc: 0.3k a/n: i need someone to act like this with me fr teehee

lovesick chongyun, who turns impossibly red whenever you’re around, and who immediately searches his pockets for a popsicle to calm himself down. ah– look, is that steam coming out from his ears? might be your fault, then, because you told him ‘good morning’ with such a radiant smile! give him a couple minutes to recompose himself, then maybe– just maybe, if he can gather enough courage, he’ll look you in the eye.

“hey, um… do you want a popsicle? i got an extra.”

lovesick gaming, whom you quite nearly call ‘mother’ because of how devoted to caring for you he becomes. you complain of the heat? he’s already putting down a plate of freshly sliced apples– never you mind where he got his supplies from! don’t forget to hydrate, or he’ll be whining in your ear about how horrible it is to your body. want a break from his mothering? just say you’re hungry.

“you’re hungry? wanna grab some dim sum? ooh, wait, maybe we can get some char siu!”

lovesick venti, who thinks of every excuse to cling onto you, rambling on and on about the random things he saw while busking. who fills multiple notebooks with sonnets and poems, always with you as the muse. who sighs dreamily as he stares into his reflection in his wooden tankard, his mind replaying that moment of you smiling at him so brightly. (diluc groans, mentally bracing himself for the long night ahead.)

“hey, hey, did you know? they said hello to me today! i win!”

lovesick xiao tries to hide it– and fails. resorts to disappearing in a wisps of anemo every time he gets flustered. yes, even if only the tip of his ears turned red. he’s content with just watching you from afar, like a silent guardian protecting you from any harm. from what verr goldet tells the inn’s guests, there’s always one spot on the topmost floor he frequents, only if you’re there with him.

“you made this almond tofu? for me? …thanks. it’s not bad.”

© spinelskyes. do not repost, translate, plagiarise, or modify in any way.

[flemingology]

A blurb of Leah being sick and clingy

work can wait ─ leah williamson x reader

warnings: very vague mentions of being sick, nothing explicit

wc: 544

a/n: thank you for the request! hope you enjoy it :)

“Babe, no,” you grunted, trying for the umpteenth time that afternoon to avoid a kiss from your girlfriend . Leah had woken up sick and with a couple important deadlines coming up at work, you did not want to catch whatever bug that she had picked up.

She dramatically threw her arms around and leaned her head down on the arm of the couch when another one of her attempted assaults cuddles ended up without success.

You were both sat on the couch together, a little more than arm's length apart. It's what you compromised on after some bickering this morning, Leah adamant that "only your cuddles would make her feel better", you quipping back that this really wasn't the time for you to get sick now.

It had worked for a couple hours, but you could tell that Leah was growing more clingy as the day went on. You'd made sure that she had everything – you brought her her medication, made sure she was hydrated, even made her a steaming hot bowl of chicken soup which she gratefully slurped up. But as the sun was setting over London and Leah was starting to feel a little sleepy, she wanted nothing more than to rest in the comforting embrace of her lover – sick or not.

Admittedly you had it hard too. You could tell that Leah was sick from the moment she got up that morning, not greeting you with her usual morning kiss while you were making breakfast, instead opting to retreat to the couch. It hadn't taken much for her to confess, clearly very exhausted from all the fighting her body had to do against the virus. You'd called your boss and quickly arranged everything at home to be able to work from there, so you could care for your girlfriend – from a distance, at least.

But as the day started to ebb away and a golden glow cast over your apartment, sick girlfriend still sniffling on the other end of the couch, you really wanted nothing more than to hold her in your arms – who even cares about the chance of getting sick yourself.

She looked up at you between her eyelashes from her spot on the couch, admittedly looking a little defeated. "Come here, please," she said, voice barely heard over the hum of the outside noise. Leah was always clingy when she was sick, but the way her eyes were watery with unshed tears, you knew she needed you more than anything.

You quickly crossed the couch and shuffled the both of you until Leah found a comfortable spot in between your legs, her laying sideways and plopping her head down on your chest. She let out a sigh of relief, as if she had been holding in her breath all day until she was met with your comfort.

You pressed a sweet kiss against her sternum and wiped away a couple strands of hair that were stuck to her clammy forehead. "I guess I still have a couple sick days that I can take up," you whispered against Leah's head as you rubbed up and down her back, the defender seemingly relaxing into your hold and soon drifting off to a peaceful afternoon nap.