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Hydration Boost: Essential Expert Skincare Tips To Combat Dry October Weather

As we transition from the scorching heat of summer to the cooler, drier air of October, our skin faces unique challenges. This seasonal shift often leaves the skin dehydrated, dull, and vulnerable to damage, making it essential to adapt our skincare routines to meet these new demands.  Experts Ms. Mansi Sharma, Founder of The Honest Tree by Boddess Beauty, and Dr. Navnit Haror, Dermatologist and…

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Put on pajamas and was about to take my makeup off and then I thought I had to take pictures cause my eyeliner was so cute today.

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god i need winter to be over my skin is so fucking dry 😭

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How to Treat Dry, Cracked Lips During Winter

Winter’s chill may bring cozy vibes, but it’s tough on your lips. Cold air, harsh winds, and dry indoor heat strip away moisture, leaving your lips cracked, chapped, and uncomfortable. Unlike other areas of skin, your lips lack oil glands, making them particularly vulnerable to winter’s drying effects. This can lead to irritation, flaking, and an uncomfortably tight feeling.

At Nakery Beauty, we believe that soft, smooth lips are more than just a beauty goal—they’re essential for confidence and comfort. That’s why we’re committed to helping you protect and restore your lips during the colder months. Whether you’re battling severe chapping or looking to maintain hydration, the right care can make all the difference.

In this guide, we’ll share expert tips, product recommendations, and effective solutions to help you treat dry, cracked lips in winter. With Nakery Beauty’s nourishing lip care products and a few practical steps, you can keep your lips radiant, healthy, and winter-ready.

Why Are Lips So Vulnerable in Winter?

Lips are uniquely sensitive as they lack oil glands, which naturally hydrate and protect the skin. During winter, this sensitivity becomes even more pronounced. The combination of low humidity levels outdoors and dry, heated indoor air strips moisture from your lips, leaving them dry, chapped, and prone to cracking. The skin on your lips is delicate and thin, making it vulnerable to environmental elements and rapid moisture loss.

Frequent licking is a common, unconscious response when lips feel dry, but it only makes matters worse. Saliva evaporates quickly, taking moisture away from the lips and causing them to dry out even more. To keep your lips soft and hydrated, prioritize a winter lip care routine that includes exfoliating gently, moisturizing with nourishing lip balms, and protecting them from the elements with SPF. Hydration from within is essential, too, so stay well-hydrated with water and consider using a humidifier to maintain moisture in the air.

The Importance of a Winter Lip Care Routine

A proactive lip care routine is essential during the colder months to prevent discomfort and maintain soft, smooth lips. Nakery Beauty’s clean, cruelty-free, and luxurious products provide targeted solutions for all your needs. Start with exfoliating gently to remove dry, flaky skin, then follow up with hydrating lip care that includes ingredients like shea butter and hyaluronic acid. Protect your lips with a nourishing balm or lip mask that seals in moisture, ensuring long-lasting hydration. Don’t forget to include a lip treatment in your full skincare regimen for comprehensive care. From lip care to body care, Nakery Beauty delivers results you can feel.

Step 1: Stay Hydrated—Inside and Out

Winter dehydration isn’t always obvious, but it significantly impacts your lips. Combat it by:

Drinking Water: Aim for 8-10 glasses daily, even if you don’t feel thirsty. Proper hydration keeps your skin and lips nourished, preventing dryness and cracks.

Using a Humidifier: This simple addition to your home helps maintain moisture in the air, benefiting your lips, skin, and hair during the dry winter months.

Hydration starts at a cellular level, so don’t underestimate the power of drinking enough water combined with external moisture sources. Pair this with Nakery Beauty’s Lip Care and Body Care products for optimal hydration and protection.

Step 2: Exfoliate Gently

When your lips are dry and flaky, gentle exfoliation helps remove dead skin and preps your lips to absorb nourishing products, boosting hydration and softness.

How to Exfoliate Your Lips

To exfoliate, use a soft lip scrub or make your own with sugar and honey. The fine sugar granules polish away dryness, while honey soothes and deeply hydrates. This simple spot treatment removes dead skin cells, revealing smooth, healthy lips underneath.

Apply the mixture in circular motions using your fingertip, focusing on areas that feel particularly dry or rough. Rinse off with lukewarm water and pat your lips dry with a soft towel.

Pro Tip: Limit exfoliation to once or twice a week to avoid irritation. Over-exfoliating can damage the delicate skin, leaving your lips even more prone to dryness and cracking. Follow up with a hydrating lip balm for long-lasting moisture.

Step 3: Moisturize with Lip-Specific Products

After exfoliating, hydration is the key to restoring softness and preventing further dryness. Nakery Beauty’s Lip Care line offers nourishing, clean, and vegan products designed to combat winter woes.

Ingredients to Look For:

Shea Butter: Deeply moisturizes and repairs cracked lips.

Hyaluronic Acid: Attracts moisture to keep lips hydrated.

Plant Oils: Natural oils like jojoba and coconut create a barrier that locks in hydration.

How to Use Lip Balm Effectively

Apply a generous layer of balm throughout the day, especially after eating, drinking, or stepping outdoors. At night, layer it on thick as a lip mask to restore moisture while you sleep.

Product Spotlight: Nakery Beauty’s lip balms infused with collagen help plump and firm lips while providing intense hydration.

Step 4: Protect Your Lips from the Elements

In winter, prevention is just as important as treatment. Shielding your lips from external aggressors can make a world of difference.

Use SPF

UV rays are still present in winter and can contribute to dryness, premature aging, and damage to the delicate skin on your lips. Choose a lip balm with built-in SPF to keep your lips protected during outdoor activities. This simple step ensures that your lips stay moisturized and safe from the sun’s harmful effects, no matter the season.

Cover Up

Wrap a scarf around your mouth when venturing outside in windy or freezing conditions. This helps prevent direct exposure to harsh winds and frigid temperatures, reducing the risk of dryness and cracking. Keeping your lips covered also maintains their natural moisture, promoting overall lip health during the cold winter months.

Step 5: Avoid Common Lip Care Mistakes

Certain habits and product choices can worsen dry, cracked lips. Avoid the following to keep your lips soft and healthy this winter:

Lip Licking: While it may seem soothing, licking your lips actually removes natural oils and speeds up dryness. Saliva evaporates quickly, leaving your lips even more dehydrated.

Harsh Ingredients: Steer clear of lip products containing alcohol, menthol, or artificial fragrances. These ingredients strip away moisture and can irritate already dry, sensitive lips. Opt for nourishing, clean formulations like those in Nakery Beauty’s Lip Care collection.

Skipping a Nighttime Routine: Your skin, including your lips, regenerates while you sleep. Applying a hydrating lip treatment or lip balm before bed helps restore lost moisture and prevents dryness from worsening overnight.

Small changes in your lip care habits can make a big difference, ensuring smooth, healthy lips all season long.

Step 6: Treat Your Lips Holistically with a Full-Body Routine

Your lips don’t exist in isolation—they’re part of your overall skincare and body care regimen. Addressing dryness across your body creates a harmonious, hydrated canvas for beauty.

Gentle Cleansers

Start your day with a hydrating cleanser that removes dirt without stripping moisture. Avoid harsh, foaming cleansers, as they can worsen dryness during winter.

Targeted Skin Treatments

Brightening and lifting serums improve elasticity and hydration around the lips. Collagen-boosting treatments are especially effective for maintaining a youthful appearance and combatting dryness.

Luxurious Body Care

Winter dryness extends to your body, making hydrating body wash and rich body butters essential. Pamper yourself with Nakery Beauty’s Body Care range to deeply nourish your skin, leaving it soft, smooth, and glowing.

Product Highlight: Nakery Beauty’s Bodycare Bundles pair complementary products to lock in hydration, simplifying your winter beauty routine.

Step 7: Prep Your Lips for Makeup

Dry, cracked lips can make makeup application tricky, but with the right prep, you can achieve a flawless, winter-ready look.

Prime Your Lips

A good lip primer is essential for creating a smooth canvas. It fills in cracks and ensures your lipstick adheres evenly without emphasizing dryness. Primer also helps your lip color last longer, so you don’t have to worry about frequent touch-ups throughout the day.

Choose Moisturizing Formulas

Winter calls for hydrating makeup that enhances your beauty while nourishing your skin. Opt for lipsticks and foundations with moisturizing properties to maintain a radiant, dewy finish. Nakery Beauty’s Foundation products are lightweight yet packed with skin-friendly ingredients, making them ideal for cold weather. Pair them with a moisturizing lipstick for a seamless, polished look.

Pro Tip

Add a swipe of tinted balm or a hydrating lip gloss over your lipstick for extra moisture and shine. Not only will this create a natural glow, but it also protects your lips from winter dryness, keeping your pout supple and soft.

Step 8: Embrace Lip-Enhancing Treatments

Dry, cracked lips can make makeup application tricky, but with the right prep, you can achieve a flawless, winter-ready look.

Prime Your Lips

A good lip primer is essential for creating a smooth canvas. It fills in cracks and ensures your lipstick adheres evenly without emphasizing dryness. Primer also helps your lip color last longer, so you don’t have to worry about frequent touch-ups throughout the day.

Choose Moisturizing Formulas

Winter calls for hydrating makeup that enhances your beauty while nourishing your skin. Opt for lipsticks and foundations with moisturizing properties to maintain a radiant, dewy finish. Nakery Beauty’s Foundation products are lightweight yet packed with skin-friendly ingredients, making them ideal for cold weather. Pair them with a moisturizing lipstick for a seamless, polished look.

Pro Tip

Add a swipe of tinted balm or a hydrating lip gloss over your lipstick for extra moisture and shine. Not only will this create a natural glow, but it also protects your lips from winter dryness, keeping your pout supple and soft.

Step 9: Shop Smart with Bundles

Nakery Beauty’s Skincare Bundles and Bodycare Bundles are the perfect solution to simplify your winter care routine. These thoughtfully curated sets combine essential products designed to keep your skin and lips hydrated, nourished, and radiant throughout the colder months.

Why Bundles Are Ideal

Save Time: Skip the guesswork with pre-selected products tailored to address specific skincare and body care needs.

Cohesive Routine: Enjoy a seamless regimen with products that work harmoniously to deliver consistent, effective results.

Whether you're targeting dryness, enhancing hydration, or indulging in luxurious self-care, Nakery Beauty’s bundles provide everything you need at incredible value. Keep your winter beauty routine effortless and effective!

Why Nakery Beauty?

Nakery Beauty’s Skincare Bundles and Bodycare Bundles are the perfect solution to simplify your winter care routine. These thoughtfully curated sets combine essential products designed to keep your skin and lips hydrated, nourished, and radiant throughout the colder months.

Why Bundles Are Ideal

Save Time: Skip the guesswork with pre-selected products tailored to address specific skincare and body care needs.

Cohesive Routine: Enjoy a seamless regimen with products that work harmoniously to deliver consistent, effective results.

Whether you're targeting dryness, enhancing hydration, or indulging in luxurious self-care, Nakery Beauty’s bundles provide everything you need at incredible value. Keep your winter beauty routine effortless and effective!

FAQs About Winter Lip Care

1. How do I know if my lip balm is working?

A good lip balm should soothe discomfort, reduce flakiness, and leave your lips feeling hydrated for hours. If your balm requires constant reapplication, it may not be providing enough nourishment.

2. Can I exfoliate my lips daily?

No, daily exfoliation can irritate your lips and cause further damage. Stick to exfoliating once or twice a week.

3. What’s the best lip balm ingredient for winter?

Look for products with shea butter, hyaluronic acid, or natural oils, as these ingredients deeply hydrate and protect lips.

4. Can body care products be used on lips?

Some products, like fragrance-free body butters, can double as lip masks. However, always check the ingredient list to ensure they’re safe for use on lips.

Conclusion

Dry, cracked lips don’t have to define your winter routine. With a little extra care and Nakery Beauty’s thoughtfully crafted products, you can keep your lips soft, supple, and beautifully hydrated all season long. Winter is the perfect time to pamper yourself with luxurious lip care solutions designed to combat dryness while restoring moisture and vitality.

From lip care to body care, skincare bundles, and everything in between, Nakery Beauty offers everything you need to maintain healthy, radiant skin during the colder months. Whether you’re targeting dry lips, indulging in body butters, or exploring lifting + tightening treatments, our clean, vegan, and cruelty-free products are expertly formulated to deliver results you can see and feel.

Why settle for anything less than confidence and radiance? Embrace winter with Nakery Beauty’s innovative and empowering solutions tailored to your needs.

Shop now and discover the power of clean beauty, where every product is designed to make you feel beautiful, confident, and ready to shine!

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Essential Cold Weather Preparations: Skincare, Clothing, and Health

This September, the cold weather arrived with no warning. One day, I was enjoying a strapless dress, and the next, I found myself in a hoodie, clutching a hot water bottle. If you, too, are caught off guard by the sudden drop in temperature, don’t worry, I’ve got you covered. In this post, I’ll share some effective tips for preparing for the cold weather. From cosy clothing choices to essential…

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As the temperature drops and the air becomes drier, our skin demands extra care to maintain its health and radiance. Winter can be harsh on the skin, leading to issues like dryness, flakiness, and even irritation. To combat these challenges, it's crucial to adjust your skincare routine to suit the winter weather. In this comprehensive guide, we'll explore the essential steps and products to incorporate into your winter skincare regimen to achieve a glowing complexion.

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honey's guide to winter⋆.ೃ࿔*:･❄️💕

winter is my SEASON. as a december baby and a certified winter princess im qualified to talk about to have the most princessy, sugary winter that you've ever had and were gonna explore just that in this post…💬🎀

WINTER BEAUTY ;

when i think of winter beauty i think of glittery, shimmery eyelids and frosty pink lips. glittery nails, long dolly lashes, and LOTS and lots of ribbons and furry accessories. winter beauty is about looking fabulously flushed from the cold, looking and feeling like a glittery winter fairy ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅💕

lets start off with the makeup. first and foremost wash ur face and prep ur skin cuz it makes ur makeup look 10x better…💬🎀

♡ prime and prep ur skin ♡ put on ur foundation

when putting on foundation it helps to apply the product onto the top of ur hand and apply with a brush for more coverage 💓🍨

♡ next, use some concealer as needed ♡ fill in ur brows

♡ now feel free to prep ur eye lids if u have some redness, but we're gonna go in with an icy eyeshadow. for this look lets do a light blueish grey tone and just put that all over our eyelid

♡ put a darker blue color on the outer corner of ur eyes, and very gently blend outwards towards ur brows as u see in the first photo above. then go in with an angelic light blue on the inner area of ur eyelid (not the inner corner) ♡ use a bit of eyeliner to make ur eyes stand-out

this makeup look is focused highly on the EYES and the lips so feel free to do ur face as u normally would, contouring, blush etc ❄️🍧

♡ go in with some GLITTERY eyeshadow to make ur eyes shine and you can NEVER have enough shimmer ♡ next put on some half lashes because they rly pull this look together and dont forget to apply mascara onto ur lower lashes to make ur eyes look fuller ♡ a little highlight under ur brows for that blingy 2000's look

now lets talk about how to do the PERFECT FROSTY LIP. u wanna start by outlining ur lips with a lip liner that is on the rosier side. nyx has a lot of good ones like that. go in with a baby pinkish or a light pink lipstick (i say both these things cuz you'll know what looks good on u) and finish off with a shimmery lipgloss

furthermore we need a yummy winter scent! invest in some yummy scents like…💬🎀

♡ soft, powdery scents

♡ warm cashmeres and cake scents

♡ the bath and body works snowflakes and cashmere scent specifically is so nostalgic to me

♡ frosty petal and berry scents

we should also be prepared to protect our gorgeous doll skin from the harsh winter weather so make sure that ur doing ur skincare accordingly! look for creamy, hydrating formulas and make sure to cleanse gently in little circles ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ after you've cleansed, use a nice rich serum to keep ur skin plump and hydrated and NOT dry.

another thing, chapped lips are a NO this winter so make sure that ur walking around with ur yummy chapstick to protect ur lips from the cold and keep them pillowy soft…💬🎀

♡ creamy lipglosses

♡ whipped soaps and body butters

WINTER ESSENTIALS ;

during the winter time, use a lotion that is on the thicker side because we should be moisturized all year round but ESPECIALLY in the winter. because its so cold, lean towards lotions that are thicker and creamier. also look out for lotions that have oils, or glycerin/sodium lactate (these are all humectants and they're FANTASTIC for hydrating ur skin).

♡ thick lotions, creams and body butters

♡ a christmas wishlist written in a pink glitter gel pen OR a fluffy pink pen

♡ chapstick and LOTS of shimmery lipgloss

♡ herbal teas and supplements

during the winter time, there we're exposed to reduced sunlight, and seasonal illnesses. and that not hot!! so make sure that ur taking supplements like vitamin D (cuz during the winter time, we tend to spend more time indoors and have less exposure to sunlight, which is crucial for vitamin D synthesis) ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ along with other things like zinc, elderberry, and other probiotics.

DISCLAIMER : its crucial for u to do ur own research when it comes to ur health so make sure that u do that before applying anything that u learn on the internet for ur own safety!…💬🎀

some teas that i recommend in the winter time is ginger tea, peppermint tea and lemon balm tea. i also rly love rosehip tea cuz it is SUCH a treat 💕

♡ hot chocolate with pink marshmallows and whipped cream

♡ a bouncy blowout

♡ big fluffy lashes

WINTER FASHION ;

winter is literally THEE season for over the top accessories like earmuffs and mittens. invest in some super cute fluffy earmuffs and gloves, fluffy boots and puffy coats with fur trimmed that are cinched at the waist to look like an adorable winter doll! mini skirts, tights and leg warmer combo is also very doll for the winter.

this winter we're giving the baby pink and white color scheme, with long silky hair, icy pink lips, victoria's secret pink perfumes and BODY GLITTER…💬🎀

on the winter wardrobe shopping list/checklist we have thick tights and stockings, thick comfy pajamas, a couple or more cute pairs of boots, a winter coat etc.

ribbons

legwarmers

thick tights

thick stockings

comfy pjs

boots

adorable winter coat

fur coat

some more things that are rly winter-esque in fashion are those fur coats. they're SO luxurious and so pretty + they keep u warm so they're an absolute STAPLE when it comes to winter fashion. look for things that are FUZZY cuz they rly radiate those amazing winter vibes.

WINTER MOOD BOARDS ;

PREPPING FOR WINTER ;

♡ buy some new body scrubs. because its so cold and we're usually covering up more during the winter months, its the perfect opportunity to work on and perfect ur body care routine so dont neglect that

♡ buy a nice fuzzy blanket or one of those heated blankets cuz shit gets cold, and we wanna stay as warm and toasty as possible 💕

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under the weather

fourth wing boys* x gn!partner!reader *Aaric, Bodhi, Brennan, Dain, Garrick, Liam, Ridoc, Sawyer, Xaden! y'all seemed to like excuses, excuses, so here’s something in that style because I don’t feel good rn, but I want to write :( and I added Aaric this time too!  words: 645 🏷: no spoilers. just some thoughts on ways our boys would take care of you when you’re sick 🥰 descriptions of sickness (cough, fever, dizziness, etc.) doctors visits, medication. I've been ripping shots of nyquil all day and I’m not all there rn so I really hope these make sense lol 

Aaric lets you rest your head in his lap while he reads to you, either from a textbook (the grind never stops with this one) or whatever fiction novel he’s reading. the words go in one ear and out the other in your soft delirium, but it’s still nice to hear his voice and feel him stroking your hair as he reads. if you fall asleep on him, he won’t move until you wake up, or unless he absolutely has to — but heaven help the person who makes him move.

Bodhi insists on cuddling you back to health, curling up with you and letting you rest your aching body against his while you settle in for a long afternoon nap, because sleep is the best medicine. he completely ignores your protests that you’ll get him sick too (you do, and then it’s your turn to play nurse next week, but he swears it was worth it). 

Brennan spends as much time with you as he can, bringing his paperwork and things to your shared room so that he can be there when you need him, while still tending to his duties as a leader of the revolution. he checks your temperature and pulse etc. every hour, monitoring you carefully, but he’ll make up for it with lots of forehead kisses. 

Dain excuses you from training until you’re better, insisting that you stay in bed and devote all your energy to recovering. he frequently comes to check on you throughout the day, and you better still be in bed when he does, or you’ll be getting a gentle lecture about the importance of your caring for yourself and how much you mean to him — he needs you to be healthy, okay?

Garrick carries you around whenever you need to go somewhere, because he doesn’t want you collapsing after that dizzy spell you had. he doesn’t care if it’s only twenty feet to the showers and back; he’s scooping you up and walking over himself. he also insists on supervising your shower, but no funny business — you’re sick. once you’ve recovered, however…

Liam draws you a warm bath, letting you soothe your aching muscles for a while before washes your hair and your back for you, being incredibly gentle all the while. he’ll dry you off afterward, letting you pick any of his clothes to wear to sleep if you want, and helping you through the steps of your nightly routine — brushing your teeth, etc., before giving you your medicine and letting you fall asleep on his chest.

Ridoc goes with you to the healers, rubbing your back and making soft jokes all the while to distract you from the discomfort — apologizing when your laughs turn into a coughing fit. he also tries to make you feel normal / less gross when you’re stuck in bed, helping you with basic self-care: brushing and braiding your hair, taking your makeup off if you wear it, helping you do your skincare… 

Sawyer does all the things that you can’t do while you’re sick — goes to class and copies an extra set of notes for you, does your laundry, straightens up your room, etc. that way you can focus on recovering, but also, once you’re back on your feet, you won’t have a huge mess to deal with and you won’t be behind on your studies. he’ll help you review what you missed, as well. 

Xaden is protective to a fault, but when you’re sick, it’s a whole new level. he doesn’t leave your side unless absolutely necessary, ignoring any form of protest. follows the healer’s instructions to the letter — antibiotics every four hours? he’s waking you up at two am, glass of water in hand, helping you sit up so you can take them. he’ll also use his shadows to dim the room so you can sleep through the day. 

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Warnings: swearing

Author’s Note: request from @cecebabs !! school has been kicking my ass lately so just bear with me yall 🥲

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Opposites attract—or at least, that’s what they said. Wednesday had never put any stock into the saying until he met you.

You were a bright little thing, full of happiness and hope and all the other disgusting emotions. But Wednesday endured, because at the end of the day, you held his heart in your manicured hand.

Every once in a while, though, he’ll question what he’s doing. Like tonight, for instance. It had been a long day. The errands that had been piling up over the week were finally accomplished a few hours ago, and it was exhausting. So exhausting that all he wanted to do was collapse in the nearest bed, no matter the owner or location. And since you didn’t want your partner to end up in some alleyway mattress, you dragged him over to your apartment, where he was currently camped out on your bed.

“You doing okay in there, sweetie?” You call to him from your bathroom, hands dripping with water as you rinse your cleanser off.

“Yes, my love. Are you done yet?” Wednesday calls back. He knows his question is in vain, though. Your skincare routine is a long ordeal, and you’ve only just started.

He hears your soft laughter float through the air. “I’ll be right out.” You respond, picking up a serum.

Wednesday decides he can’t wait, heading into the bathroom and settling behind where you stand. You greet him with a smile, picking up the next step of your routine to show to him.

“It’s a new moisturizer I got today,” You explain. “It’s supposed to be good for dry skin, and with all the nasty weather lately…”

Wednesday doesn’t hear the rest of your rant, focusing instead on those pretty eyes of yours. Oh, how he longs to drown in them. To sink into their depths, seeing the world from your hopeful view. Unpacking all your thoughts, understanding and empathizing.

Listen to him. He’s practically a puddle of mush. What have you done to him?

“...Wednesday, baby?” You tilt your head as Wednesday snaps back into reality. “Were you even listening?”

He takes one more second to stare at you before sheepishly shaking his head. “Deepest apologies, cara mia. There are simply too many pretty parts to you, I cannot focus on every one of them at once.”

You giggle, a blush tinting your cheeks. “Maybe I should turn away, then. Stop distracting you with my wiles.”

Wednesday smirks. “Turning away from me would entice me even more, Y/n. You really want to play that game?”

“Oh my god. Ok, I’m not facing you anymore. You’ve lost that privilege.” Your cheeks are on fire now, and if you maintain eye contact any longer, you’re worried you might burst into flames. True to your word, you pivot to face the mirror. Then, using your arms, you hop up onto the counter, climbing into the sink for an optimal view.

Wednesday nearly has a heart attack as you jump. His hands fall into place, ready to catch you or save your head from a nasty bang should your acrobatics go wrong, but once you’re in place, he sighs loudly.

“Must you do that, my love?” His seriousness is ruined by a smile creeping onto his face.

“Sorry, can’t hear you. This moisturizer requires my full attention.” It’s hard tamping down your own smile, but the teasing seems to be worth it as Wednesday’s stare darkens.

“The moisturizer gets your attention, hm? That’s a dangerous game, cara mia.”

You don’t respond, instead dipping your finger into the container and dotting it on your cheeks.

“Come down from that sink so we can see who really has your attention right now.” Wednesday taunts you. After a couple seconds, you give in, closing up the product and carefully setting it down before jumping back down onto the floor. Within seconds, Wednesday takes a step and sits on the edge of the bathtub, grabbing your hands and gently tugging you along at the same time. Before you know it, you’re sat on his lap, a smirk on his face and a shocked look on yours.

“Attention still on skincare, love?” Wednesday teases.

You give up on the facade. “No,” You breathe, leaning in. “But what if I share my attention with it?”

Wednesday’s eyebrows furrow as you get up, reaching into the bottom drawer of the counter and coming back to him with a small package. You sit back down, ripping it open and tossing the top in the trash.

“Want a face mask?” You ask.

“Is that one of those grotesque concoctions that spreads all over your face? The one that looks like a death mask?” Wednesday questions, but you’re already reaching into the package.

“Exactly, baby. Want one?”

“...Sure.” What’s the worst that could happen?

Twenty minutes later, and Wednesday is set up on your bed with no intention of moving. A green substance covers the majority of his face, making him question why he doesn’t let you do this more often. He feels more relaxed than he has in weeks, settled in amongst your many pink throw pillows and cherry blossom sheets. You’re settled in too, resting your head on his chest while trying to sync your breaths with the steady thumps of his heart. Your manicured fingers etch random shapes into his skin, tracing the hard lines of muscle and adding a heart or two every so often.

Eventually, though, the both of you become restless.

‘Wanna start a movie?” Wednesday asks, looking down at your comfy self with adoration.

You look up, meeting his eyes with the same love. “Can I choose?”

“Of course, Y/n. Anything for you.”

An hour later, and Wednesday is ready to commit homicide. Of all the movies you could have picked, you went with Mean Girls. Your defense? “It’s the feminist movement at its finest, Wednesday.”

“It’s… very pink.”

“Yeah, that’s the best part! All the decorations and outfits are amazing. They were actually part of what inspired this room’s decor.”

Wednesday looks around at the brightly colored walls, the pastel curtains, the cute pillows, and even the pink pens scattered across your desk. “I never would’ve guessed, my love.”

You stick your tongue out at him. “You’re just jealous.”

Wednesday chuckles. “Yes, very.” He agrees sarcastically. You don’t dignify him with a response, instead choosing to lay back down on his chest and go back to watching the movie. You don’t get to stay there for very long, though, because a minute later, the timer on your phone goes off.

“Mkay. Time to take this off, babe.” You poke his face mask. Wednesday rises without complaint, heading to the bathroom while you grab some water and a cloth. Internally, though, he’s begging you not to. It feels so nice, and having you apply it was one of the best feelings in the world.

As you start working through the layers of the mask with water and a gentle hand, though, Wednesday revises his thoughts—never mind the application. This was the best feeling in the world.

As you work, Wednesday leans into your hands. He would have fallen asleep if it weren’t for your whispered promises of comfy beds and pillows and cuddles.

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The next morning, Wednesday gets up much earlier than usual. The sun is just barely up, peeking through your pastel curtains and coating the bed in a buttery yellow. You’re burrowed into his arms, tucked safely into his chest with the messy blankets surrounding you. He takes a minute to absorb your cuteness, smiling down at you as he slowly wakes up.

“Good morning, Y/n.” He whispers, not yet wanting to wake you. You’ve reminded him time and time again that the blinking digits on the clock right now are not digits you ever want to be awake to see, and he’s taken that to heart. But he still has to kill time until you wake–maybe a run? He could drop by the gym just down the street that he really likes. Or maybe a chore? The dishwasher still needs to be unloaded.

But those all sound like too much work for this early in the day, so Wednesday settles on just getting you a coffee. A nice five-minute walk and your drowsy smile to greet him when he gets back. Perfect.

Within minutes, Wednesday is up and out. He strolls down the street, taking his time to enjoy the soft sunlight. That’s new, he suddenly realizes–and probably your doing, as well. You’re a fan of tilting your face to the sun, soaking in the warmth, and claiming the rays cheer you up. Maybe you’ve passed that onto him.

A couple more minutes tick by, and Wednesday reaches your regular coffee shop. He enters the place with a little jingle as the door opens, and is immediately greeted with the scent of dark coffee and light chatter.

“What can I get for you this morning, sir?” A too-happy employee asks him as he walks up to the counter.

Damn, what was that drink you really liked? Something with pink in it, he’s sure of it.

“Just two medium coffees, one black and one with that pink flavor, please.” Manners with normies–that’s another thing you’ve unknowingly reinforced with him.

“Our pink velvet flavoring?” That sounds right.

“Yes, that’s it. Thanks.” Wednesday pulls out his card, handing it to the guy.

“Awesome. Name?”

“Addams.”

“We’ll have those coffees right out for you, sir.”

“Brilliant.” With that, Wednesday finds an isolated corner to haunt until his name is called, quickly grabbing the coffees and exiting the building. It’s an even quicker walk back with the warm drinks providing some heat on this chilly morning.

It’s a bit of a struggle, but Wednesday manages to buzz into the building, climb the stairs to your apartment, and work the keys until your door clicks open, all with his hands full. He’s greeted with the sight of you half-asleep on the couch, the news playing softly in the background.

“What are you doing up, love?” He questions, setting the coffees down on the coffee table and kneeling on the floor.

“Wanted to see you,” you mumble, grabbing for his hand and interlocking it with yours. “Was cold in the bed without you.”

Wednesday practically melts. How can one girl be so sweet and caring? So happy?

“I’m sorry, my love. But look, I got you that coffee you like to make up for it.” He gestures to the beverages with his free hand before resting it on your head. He goes about stroking your hair, lulling you back into a dreamlike state.

“Don’t do that, I’ll fall back asleep,” you bat at his hand, trying to get it out of your hair. You were up to see him, not to fall asleep on him.

“And I will still be here when you wake up, cara mia. Go back to sleep. You’re safe here. I love you.”

[sheepispink]

Hornets, Wasps and cuddling— wait what?

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summary: Rational and calculated: those are the traits that kept you alive on the field and thus made you popular for how you seemed to never crack under pressure. That’s exactly why Ghost was confused when he found you breathless in the hallway after hearing a barrage of footsteps down the long corridors of the barracks and, of course, still clad. in your pyjamas.

Tags: Simon “Ghost” riley/reader, fluff, cuddling, wasps obviously, reader has paranoia, slightly gory description (mentions of skin being scraped out), slowburn, platonic/romantic (can be seen as either), hurt/comfort

WC: 6k

Gifted to python333 on ao3, i love all ur fics

It was almost half past one in the morning when you entered your room in the barrack; the fresh air blowing around your room was absolutely perfect considering how sweaty you were after returning from your mission. Your usual routine went as follows: dump your uniform into your laundry basket, take a warm shower (shampoo like three times; you always did so after missions), dry off, and apply a very simple skincare routine before knocking out until someone dragged you out of bed the next morning. It wasn't like you missed your alarm; Price has written the force a day off so, for once in your life, you’d actually get the sleep you needed after such a tiring week in the field.

While you undress, your mind starts to drift to all the close calls your own small team had faced today due to an unforeseen event changing the plan. You seemed to be the only one there who ever had their head on their shoulders, but then again, most of them only had a few months actually doing field missions, and the others were fresh out of training. Due to that, the mission was obviously not very high risk, and so you weren't setback that much, but damn, it did tire you out having to always watch out for each member on the team. The bathroom tiles are cold against your feet as you step inside, turning the handle of the shower and slowly climbing in once the water becomes warm enough.

Soon enough, you’re feeling a lot cleaner and relaxed, the tension in your temples disappearing as soon as you wash the cleanser off your face. With a small dollop of cream now rubbed into your face, you climb into your small bed in the corner with a soft sigh. The duvets aren't nearly what you used to indulge yourself in before you joined the military, but damn anything is better than those annoying uniforms. You allow your eyes to finally slip close once whilst the wind whistles past your curtains again, the slight coldness making you snuggle up to your pillow as you grow sleepier by the second. You’re so close to dreamland now, the usual worries no longer clouding your head like they’ve been sucked away by your fluffy pillows.

bzz

It was probably just a notification, and knowing how dry your phone was, it was likely going to be the weather app with the latest forecast. You roll over onto your side, pressing your cheek into your pillow to hopefully drown out your constant thoughts.

Then you hear it again, louder and intrusive, like it’s right by your ear. It’s threatening to crawl in and eat away at the skin of your ear until you wake, scratching at your ear canal until blood begins to seep and your brain—

With a small gasp, you jolt awake, your eyes searching the perimeter frantically for the source of the noise. Driven with confusion and a slight terror you wouldn't ever admit to feeling, you scramble out of bed and pat down the curtains, your desk, and the laundry basket. Though nothing appears—not even a damn mosquito or the like. You were sure you heard something, absolutely positive but you can't exactly fight the air, could you? Reluctantly, you pull the covers over yourself and settle back into the bed. It’s probably an annoying fly that escaped through the window— not exactly something to concern yourself over. It’s not like you haven't slept through rickety army trucks or the loud whirring of helicopter blades before; it shouldn’t bother you any longer. With a groan, you close your eyes again and lean back, ready to let your exhausted mind enter that quiet state again.

BZZ

It doesn't sound like a fly now, nor a wasp or anything familiar. It’s noisy and destructive, buzzing in calculated yet violent ways. It makes you jump up straight again, only to be met with the sight of your plain old room. Had all those explosives really banged up your hearing? You’d have to get it checked out at the infirmary tomorrow, but for now you couldn't say you were a little paranoid. It was just a little strange how it always seemed to appear whenever you were on the verge of sleep, and even though you’re exhausted, you decide to just wait it out at least a little bit. Just in case.

After twenty minutes of no noise, you finally get tired enough to just fall asleep without knowing, your head slightly turned to the side as you nod off peacefully, now without a doubt that it really must’ve been a trick in your mind, nothing to worry about in the slightest.

Unfortunately, you were proven wrong when you woke up the next hour, the buzzing extremely loud and the sound bouncing around your ears like you’re in a cinema. Your limbs feel like they’ll fall apart as it is, and you silently swear to yourself that if Soap is trying to piss you off again, you will slap him this time. Cracking your eyes open, your worries immediately fester into terror as you see whatever the hell that is, running rings around your ceiling. It’s larger than the average fly, even more so than a wasp, and by the sound of how aggressive it’s buzzing is, you’re likely to become it’s next meal. Before you can consider your next move, your hand is already wrapped around your phone and your feet tucked up in your fluffy slippers as you immediately make a run for it. You’ll be thankful later for the automatic locking on your room door, but for now you couldn’t give more than a passing thought as you practically ran down the hallways of the barracks. Your head is empty, just focused on the nightmarish idea of that buzzing wasp, hornet—vile creature—flying around your room for the whole time while you were deep asleep. What the hell are you going to do? It was almost deafening how loud it all was, now you’re starting to think further into it, wondering if there was more than one in your room; hell, maybe there was even a nest in there. Now your lungs feel like they’re being blown up from how heavy you’re breathing. Your heart is hammering against your chest, almost painfully, before you finally snap to reality once you realise you’re about to crash into the doors that lead to the rest of the base. Now out of breath, you force the adrenaline to skid to a stop and quietly pant, trying to get back to your senses, which are clearly left behind in your bedroom with that horrible thing.

“When Capt’ said to keep on top of our training even after missions, I’m positive he didn't mean this.” A gruff voice states, slicing through the panic in your heart to make you look up in surprise only to be met with the familiar face of the other team’s lieutenant. He had been yours for a mission, but other than that, you had no experience talking to him other than the shared chats in the mess hall with a couple other sergeants in his team. You often made an effort to catch up with others on the weekend, and despite not even being in their taskforce, you wormed your way into being invited to all of their small chats.

Even so, this was very different from just a normal chat about the new K9s or the tough Russia mission another group was on. It was nearly three thirty in the morning, and if you weren't so shook by the buzzing creature, you definitely would’ve noticed the way his eyes rake slowly over your trembling form. Not like he was trying to check you out—jaw-dropped and tangled hair definitely was not your best look. When you don’t respond but instead just look at him like a deer in headlights, he raises a brow beneath the mask, his eyes visibly widening as your shaking state. “You look like someone just threw a grenade into your room.” He scoffs, still trying to figure out why the hell you’re just panting like that. “Get in here.”

Soon enough you manage to push your feet to walk past his intimidating form into his private quarters. You can’t tell if you’re lucky or extremely cursed to have garnered his attention of all people, considering he was known for being a no-nonsense type of guy. At least with Gaz or Soap, you could’ve at least tried to argue why you were absolutely terrified of such a small bug. He doesn't fail to notice the way your head flings back when the door buzzes as he locks it, your eyes turning into saucers before you quickly realise you were worked up over nothing and snap your gaze back to the ground. As predicted, he doesn't bother to ask you to sit and gets right to the root of the problem.

“So are ya gonna tell me why the hell you ran down from your room, at the end of the barracks, to the entrance?” If he wasn't covered by that black balaclava, you’re positive he would’ve raised a judging brow at you long ago. He doesn’t let you escape it just because of that and instead opts to narrow his eyes to really enforce it. “Well um..” You begin, suddenly at a loss for words for once in your life. Maybe it’s because you’re still shaken, or the fact you’re in fluffy bunny slippers in front of a lieutenant, or maybe it’s because he’s staring down at you like you’re a kid again, wiping the spilling tears from your eyes as you try and steady your voice. That’s far too many maybe’s to let you think straight, so you opt for the best response—the vaguest one—in an attempt to save a shred of your dignity. “I got startled by something.”

Great, he’s eyeing you even more than before; you should’ve cartwheeled down the corridor too while you were at it—maybe you could have convinced him you were in the circus. “Which was?” His large arms cross over his torso, years of strenuous work hidden by just a thin black shirt. Your teeth graze your lips awkwardly, trying to ignore the small pit of shame in your stomach for overreacting so much. This wasn't you, and yet you were still somewhat trembling where you stood. “It was..” Placing your hands on your hips, you force a sheepish smile, pretending like it wasn’t as serious to you. “There was a…uh.. thing flying around my room. Buzzed a lot—you know those um, things..” You babble, trying to reach the point and yet not getting even close to the answer he wants in the slightest. He lets out another scoff at your reluctant demeanour, clearly on the tipping point with how terrified you looked, stumbling over your words and your eyes practically like moons in their sockets. “A fly?” He suggests as he tilts his head down at you, which makes you shrink just a little.

“No.. uhh. bigger.”

“A bee?”

“No.. the uh.. the ones that can sting multiple times.”

“A wasp?”

“Yes- but no… worse than those.”

“Damn it, sergeant, spit it out!” He exclaims, his head shaking exasperatedly as he places his rough hands onto your shoulders, and gives you a light shake. “It was a hornet—a damn hornet, okay? I was terrified of a hornet in my room.” He suddenly lets go of his firm grip on your shoulders and you almost topple over from the lack of support keeping you upright since your heart is way too occupied trying to compensate for all the oxygen you just used acting like a lunatic. When you see him let out a heavy sigh and rub his temples with his hand, you’re already planning the walk of shame out of his room and back into the hell you only just escaped. “I- I overreacted; it’s fine. I’ll just go back-“ You begin, scrambling to save the shards of your dignity that shattered the moment he caught you in this pathetic state. Your foot pivots, ready to turn on your heel and make a dash for it before his hand swiftly catches your wrist, halting any movement you intended to make. ”Where is it?”

”What?”

”The hornet, where is it in your room?”

The walk back to your room is deathly silent, partially because it is three thirty in the morning and partially because Ghost has never been on the vocal side anyway. It’s not like you were intent on filling the quiet anyway, already dreading having to hear that horrifying thing again. Eventually, you reach the door of your room again and you open it with the spare key attached to your phone case. It’s more of a card than a key, and the room opens with another small buzz, which of course makes your heart jump no matter how much you mentally pumped yourself up before reaching the door. Of course, that doesn't go unnoticed by him, and he turns to you before he unlocks the door, looking a little annoyed, but you can't really tell as you try to calm the thump. “Stay here.”

Despite your fear, you can't help but peek in after he enters, watching how he stalks around the room like he’s preparing for a murder. He checks the bed first, shaking the sheets to see if it has landed there but nothing seems to come about. Thankfully, he seems to take your fear somewhat seriously, and even waves your spare towel around the room to startle the creature out of hiding so he can chase it out for good. Just your luck; nothing appears in the slightest, and he’s approaching you again, a tired look in his eyes, and you suddenly feel guilty for wasting his time. Why did that damn thing just have to disappear right now?

“Ghost—I swear, it was literally buzzing around like crazy. I could hear it like it was literally in my ear!”

“Must’ve flown out. Just close your windows; It’s yer fault for opening that big anyway.”

The exasperated look quickly returns to his face as he starts to head for the door, convinced by the theory he had chosen.

”But what if it’s still in the room and I close the windows? I’d trap it with me!” That makes him pause for a second—what the hell has gotten into you?

”What do you want to open the window and coax another one in? You’d rather two than one?”

By the tone of his voice, though it never really changes, it’s clear he’s not impressed by your very irrational thinking, and you can’t exactly argue with his words. However, having to sleep with even one of those things near you was a million times worse in your head than being an idiot in front of him and whoever else might’ve witnessed your antics earlier. That’d be revealed the next morning, but for now you were pretty adamant about your own words.

”Ghost, you have to believe me. Before I went to bed, I heard the buzzing, and I literally searched the entire room like it was an assigned mission! Then as soon as I woke—It’s just there in my face; my windows aren't open that much anyway!” You say frantically, your voice rising to a much higher pitch which leaves your fear on clear display for him to see.

He cannot deny it; he’s never seen you so worked up in the past four years he’s known you. Even with spiders, other bugs, and bees, you had never been this stressed over their existence, but it seemed to shake you to your very core this time. Hands flailing about, flushed cheeks and hair like a bird's nest on your head— the last time you were this dishevelled it was because of a damn explosive that went off right next to where you were stationed. He’s about to open his mouth when he hears a sudden buzz, but it’s not in a specific part of the room, and even for a lieutenant like himself, he can’t even figure out what direction it is in. You squeal before he can even glance at you, already dashing to hide right behind him, which happens to be right next to the door as well. He can't exactly argue with that when he had just heard it himself. “Wait outside the room.” He orders, and this time you don’t hesitate, closing the door firmly behind you.

Anxiously, your slipper taps against the floor as you wait for him to emerge from the room and tell you the news you wanted to hear. Unfortunately, it was much worse than you originally expected. “Seems to be a wasp nest near yer window.” His arms cross over his chest as he leans against the door of your room, unaware of the way your heart just stopped at that single sentence. “There's nothing in your room, though. They’re in the space between yer ceiling’s insulation and the roof.” He attempts to reassure you, thinking surely you’d just go back to sleep since you’re usually quite rational.

He definitely wasn't expecting your teeth to graze your lip as you bite down, trembling with eyes practically wide as saucers. “There’s a nest…?”You practically whisper out, not even daring to blink for a second. That makes him raise his brow— didn't he just tell you that? “Yes but it’s in the rafter—“

“I can't sleep there—I heard it, I saw it above me! What if they get fed up with the lack of space and come into my room? What if someone next door makes a loud noise and it scares them so hard they all come into my room?!” You begin, practically pacing back and forth outside your room now with him left in complete shock.

What the hell are you talking about?

“Sergea-“ He begins, but you cut him off, still frantically pacing and reciting all the possible outcomes in hushed whispers.

“They could like the smell of the perfume I bought and come in, or maybe they’re already in my room stuck behind a cabinet or somewhere—they’ll be so angry when they come out, right?” You suddenly halt to a stop and look down at your pyjamas, the bunnies patterned across, though your shorts has a flower printed across the pocket.

“Ghost— what if they think this is a real flower and chase after me?!” He slaps his glove across your mouth before you can continue your incessant talking, leaving you mumbling against his hand with your pupils blown wide.

“They’re the damn size of yer thumb, Sergeant. What the hell is wrong with you?!”

Even though it’s the same gruff British voice, there's a hint of concern beneath it as his sharp eyes bore into your own. You’ve never quite been this up close with him before, especially since you were more of a friend of a friend than his actual friend. Though, then again, you had no idea who he even considered his actual friends. You didn't know much about him at all. So you instantly fall quiet, even when he eventually steps back and crosses his arms, still close enough to intimidate you. “They’re really loud...” You say, voice still a hushed whisper since it is the dead of night and you’d rather not get a scolding tomorrow. “Sorry.. I- i’ll just go to sleep.” He lets out a sigh of relief as he sees you stiffly turn on your heel, turning back into the lion's den, also known as your room.

Ghost is a straightforward man; he doesn’t mess around with what-ifs or irrationality. He prefers to get the job done as soon as possible and as efficiently as possible. He didn’t get his reputation for just doing his work; it’s how he does his work. That also includes knowing the people around him, especially the people in his team—working solo isn't always the way to go; he’s not stupid to compromise the mission just because he prefers his own company. It also meant he grew to appreciate the help of other soldiers—specifically the way you constantly saved him and his teammates’ asses on the last mission. In fact, he saw it all too well the way you had a constant eye on them, no matter how experienced they were compared to you. You were quick to give up your rations for Soap, even faster to bandage up Gaz’s scrape when you reached the safe house. He supposes you deserve at least a good night's sleep after all you’ve done.

When he sees you practically trembling, trying to turn to the door handle, his hand lands on your arm, stopping you before you enter.

“I never said you had to sleep there.” He could practically feel your fear radiating off of you, and despite his usual notions, he couldn’t just leave you with the way you were shaking like a leaf in a storm. “Then where am I supposed to sleep..?”

He turns a blind eye when you suddenly hook your finger around the sleeve of his shirt, having heard a small noise that startled you. Now that you’re sure you’ll be safe from the hornets, you’re able to finally relax your mind, and you start to let your eyes wander. That's how you suddenly realised that Ghost was in his usual training outfit, a tight black sleeve shirt and dark grey sweatpants. You had seen him in this before, but you never knew that he trained this late at night.

“Were you training before I.. y'know, ran down the corridor?” You tilt your head as you walk alongside him, your slippers making soft patters against the flooring. “Yeah, I had just come back when I heard you making a racket.”

“I was not making a racket!”

He gives you a deadpan look, making you drop your hand from his sleeve and a small frown to curve on your lips. “Alright, maybe I was a little loud. Is anyone even in the gym this late..?” You ask, a finger tapping your chin thoughtfully, and he just lets out a grumble in response.

“No.”

“So you’re trying to avoid everyone?”

“You’re still making a racket.”

He opens the door of his room for you the second time that night, allowing you inside. His room is the standard: desk, chair, bed, and closet although he has a few weights in a corner too. Does he ever stop training? He gestures for you to walk forward, which you do without question, and he follows behind you before patting the bed and speaking once more.

“Go on, I'll take the floor. You’ve been up long enough.”

You give him a grateful nod, sliding your slippers off at the foot of his bed before awkwardly walking over to the edge of his bed. Just before you get in, you pause, your teeth scraping against each other uncomfortably before you glance at him. “Are you sure? I can just go back, y'know, suck it up. It’s just an insect.“ He cuts you off as he heads to his closet, pulling back a fresh t-shirt and sweatpants to wear to bed, wanting to get out of his sweaty gym wear even if you couldn’t smell anything when walking beside him. “For the most rational soldier of your age in this base, you sure did act like you’d been shot. So no, I don't think you can just go back with how terrified you clearly are.”

“But-“

“Do you want to shit yourself over a hornet hiding underneath your pillow?”

You have to hold back a squeal at the mere thought and quickly nod, climbing beneath his thick duvets and settling your head onto the pillows. It’s obvious you're exhausted by the way your eyes are drooping, and he quietly steps into the bathroom to shower and change, not wanting to make you uncomfortable by his presence looming around. Unfortunately, when he returns, you’re still tossing over, jumping at every little creak of the door and whistling of the wind from his curtains.

“What’s wrong now?” He asks gruffly, some part of him knowing well that he won't even get a proper answer to that question.

“Nothing’s wrong..” The voice that had previously been frantic and panicked is much quieter now, slightly muffled by the covers as you bury your face into one of his pillows. He can't even stop himself as he makes his way over to the side of the bed where you lay, sitting on a chair and rolling it forward so he’s in front of you. Your cheeks are smushed against the bed, duvet tight over you, and covering your ears as well. He faintly remembers you mentioning that you could hear it in your ear, so he’s sure you’re likely traumatised by that too. “You still haven’t fallen asleep, and it’s four am. Didn't you just get back from a mission?”

“Yeah, but..”

“But what?”

“I feel bad.” You murmur, letting out a small huff in annoyance. “Can’t you sleep in the bed too? I don't want you sleepin’ on the hard floor.”

He rolls his eyes at your incessant complaining, placing a steady hand onto your head to annoy you with the sheer weight of it. Surprisingly, it’s less of a scolding that you’d receive in training and more of a pat. You hadn't realised he could actually be well…nice. “I’ve slept in far worse places, trust me. I have a feelin’ that's not what’s still keeping you up though.” Most would let you get away with such a thing, but he’s determined to at least get you to admit the core cause of this whole issue. After all, he can’t help if he doesn’t know, and seeing as you’re still shaken, there's definitely a reason behind this. “My feet barely touch the end of this bed; just get in.” You ignore the second part of his statement entirely, quickly butting it with our small voice. He wasn't used to sleeping beside someone, not that he’d ever get worked up if the situation came to where he had to do so. It was the same with touching people—he didn’t like it, but he was no coward; he liked to think that he could handle anything thrown at him. Not that he has an ego either.

So, with a reluctant grunt to show his annoyance, he slides underneath the covers beside you, his large body practically engulfing your shorter form. This is exactly why he didn’t want to— you were practically going to fall off the bed at this rate. It’s obvious you’re on the same page as him now as you shuffle around, trying to not touch him yet also not meet your fate for the second time tonight. It wasn't like you’d consider complaining anyway; you had practically disturbed enough of his night, and you were also slightly terrified of worsening his current opinion of you.

”You’re uncomfortable, aren't you?”

You can’t help but nod as you slowly roll over, meeting his brown eyes that narrow at you through the holes in his mask that allow you to just read a hint of emotion on his face if he ever decides to let it show. He’s about to get back up again when he watches your eyes widen and you quickly speak up. “I shouldn't even stay here; I'm not even going to be able to sleep..” That makes him raise a brow, and for some reason, he pulls the covers higher over you as he settles on his back, head slightly turned to face you. “Why not?”

”I’ll uh.. I'm worried that I'll hear it again, yknow, the hornets.” You mumble out, not wanting to beat around the bush much longer than you have. If he must find out that you secretly are a coward, especially to insects with stingers, so be it. It’s better than lying to him and then he forces the truth out of you.

You’re expecting your fourth judging look of the night when he just lets out a heavy sigh, resting his arms behind his head. “So, you’ll be too scared to sleep?” He doesn't need to turn his head to imagine your sheepish nod. “You know, I'll kill it, right? I don’t ever give those cheeky bastards a chance.” However, there’s still an uncertainty in your voice, despite his confidence in his own abilities. “But what if you can't find it and-“ It’s clear it’s more than the idea; it’s a deep-rooted paranoia that sets you off as soon as you hear the noise of them. He’d never thought he’d come close to ever thinking about doing this—even when Johnny teased him when he was caught staring in bars or even when he had been younger and his hormones had been wack. In fact, he’s been more affectionate to that K9 Riley than he’s ever been with a woman, yet here he is, lifting his arm and beckoning you over.

”Come ‘ere then. You’re shaking, Sergeant.”

You glance down at your hands, which are indeed trembling, but you’re more occupied with his invitation to come and lay down beside him—literally to press your face against the side of his chest and have his arm tucked behind your body as you doze off. The mere thought sounds like something that should be forbidden, especially with someone as stoic as him who has plenty of rumours surrounding his deadly skills on the battlefield. Your body reacts before your mind can catch up, the need to settle the fear in your heart leading you to shuffle a little closer before you catch yourself; your body goes stiff as a board as you contemplate the situation through your muddled head. If you said no, you’d make it weird, but if you said yes, does that change anything between the two of you? When he speaks again, you’re half expecting him to tell you to hurry up or the like, but instead he just lets out a gruff shrug. “You don't have to, just an offer.”

That’s enough to convince you, and you finally give into your fears, settling right beneath his arm. He doesn't bother to ask this time, taking your movement as permission as he tucks his arm around you and pulls you easily into his side. “Breathe; you’re as tense as a damn rookie.”

“Fine, don't go complainin’ then.”

His insistence makes you grumble, slowly growing frustrated at your own pathetic display of fear that you press your cheek into his shoulder and an arm lazily resting over his chest—half expecting him to scoff at your slightly clingy behaviour. You don’t quite see the smirk he hides beneath the balaclava, tugging the duvets snugly over your huffy form before his hand lazily pats your back, easing the anxiety that knotted your muscles.

Trying to stay professional is near impossible when you can hear the thump of his heart beneath your ear—the sound crawling through the canal and seeping into your brain like a sweet serotonin shot. It’s steady and somehow peaceful, a constant reminder that you’re now safe from the deadly silence that makes you wait for the worst. It allows your lashes to finally press against your skin, the lines in your forehead easing as you begin to lose yourself. You know for absolute sure now that for as long as you hear the thump of his heart and his arms swallowing your smaller stature whole, no fears will consume you tonight, nor will anything harm you ever again.

bonus:

“Five more minutes..”

The mumbles leave your mouth as you steady the horse you ride upon, a lasso in your hand as you ride through the barren land. It’s so exhilarating—the air on your face as you rush through the land—well, it would be if not for the constant nagging you feel on your cheek.

“Stop that—“

You frown, bringing a hand up to your cheek as you force you and your horse to halt to a stop, surprised to feel something there despite you being the only one upon this beauty.

“What?”

You snap awake, eyes fluttering open to see the blur of a skull balaclava before you and your body being slightly squeezed. Not to mention, your hand was holding another’s which was gently prodding at your cheek but now stopped.

“G-ghost?”

You blink in confusion, the world before you finally clearing up before you finally realise that you’re still curled up against him, though much closer to his neck now, and well, your legs have somehow managed to hook on top of his.

“Took ya long enough, sleepyhead. Kept mumbling about your next ‘bounty’.” His gruff voice rings out, the air from your dream now revealed to be his warm breath before he sits up properly as do you.

“Had a dream that I was a cowboy..”

You reluctantly admit, still half awake as you rub at your eyes, unable to escape from his comfortable hold on you.

“Try explaining that to the others then. They’ve been waiting all morning for you to reply to their messages.”

That makes you blink again, grabbing your phone just to realise it was twelve in the afternoon. Now that you think about it, Ghost had his gloves back on as well as his typical army shirt and cargo pants.

“What?! Why didn't you wake me?”

You exclaim, scrambling up before he rolls his eyes and almost hesitantly pulls his hands from you.

“You were out like a light; besides, it is your rest day. I’ve already cleared out your room and called pest control for the nest to be removed, so get your ass up and go get changed; we’re leaving at twenty.”

Your eyes light up at his confession of what he had achieved all while you had snoozed in his bed, lips slowly widening as you realise he had sorted the problem right through the core for you. Quickly, you swing your legs off of the bed and back into your slippers again before noticing the army attire he had brought for you to change into so you didn't have to walk the halls in your pyjamas.

“Thank you, Ghost.”

You say warmly, bundling the clothes in your hands. “I mean it.”

“Hmph. And I mean it when I say you’ll be late.” He huffs out, watching as you stand before him, all giddy and raring to go for the first time in a while. “You weren’t wrong by the way. They’re mostly active in the early hours of the mornin’ so that’s why you didn’t see anything until you woke up a few hours later.” Your face falls in relief at that, looking happier than before— if that was even possible.

“I suppose if you’re still scared that they could magically return—“ He rolls his eyes, emphasising your irrationality from the night prior despite having just proven that wrong. “— you’re welcome to sleep here. Only in emergencies, got it?”

“Yes sir.” You grin before he quickly dismisses you, getting up from bed to continue his duties around base. “18 minutes now; don’t make Johnny wait for you.” Your eyes go wide, and you quickly scamper into the bathroom to change, his eyes still locked onto you until you disappear behind the door. He kind of regrets fixing your problem now; he should’ve at least let it fester for a day or two more.

[dreamlifebunny]

manifesting ideas: appearance perfection!

important note: beauty is completely subjective, and what may be perfect to one person is imperfect to another. the word "perfection" in this case isn't used to determine what the ideal face or body looks like, but rather as a way to describe what could be perfect for YOU! in this post it is also used to describe convenience (e.g. never having to comb your hair again, it is always "perfect"). have fun, and remember that you are beautiful, wonderful, and deserving of love just the way you are!

hair, skin, and nails:

your hair is always soft, clean, and voluminous; you never have to wash or style your hair for it to look amazing

your hair always looks perfect, no matter the weather or what you do to it

your haircuts always look amazing; bad haircuts don’t exist for you!

whenever you dye or bleach your hair it turns out perfectly

your hair grows super fast and healthily, or;

your hair always stays at the exact length you want it to

your skin is always even, smooth, and perfect with no need for skincare products, or;

every skincare product you use makes your skin look even more beautiful

every skincare product is compatible with your skin, you never have to worry about damage or breakouts

you only have body hair where you want it

your nails are always at the perfect length without needing to cut them

you never sweat, and it’s healthy for that to be the case, or;

you still sweat, but you always smell perfect either way

facial features:

your eyes are never dry or irritated

you have long, beautiful eyelashes

you have the perfect amount of freckles, to your preference

your eyebrows are always the perfect shape and never need plucking/shaping

you never have anything stuck in your teeth

you have perfect “mewing posture”

body, posture, and scent:

your body is the perfect size, height, and weight for you

you feel confident and comfortable with your body at all times

you have your ideal posture

your walk is confident, attractive, mysterious, ethereal, graceful, etc.

you always smell clean and like your signature scent

[theambitiouswoman]

Beef tallow vs coconut oil 🐄🥥🧴

Both beef tallow and coconut oil are popular for natural skincare, but they differ in composition & benefits.

Beef Tallow 🐄

🐄 Composition: Rich in vitamins A, D, E, and K & fatty acids like oleic acid & stearic acid. These are highly compatible with human skin, mimicking its natural oils.

🐄 Benefits: Deeply moisturizing, supports skin barrier repair, reduces dryness and is great for sensitive or eczema prone skin.

🐄 Best For: Dry or damaged skin that needs intensive nourishment.

🐄 Drawback: Its thick texture can sit on the skin without fully absorbing, potentially clogging pores & causing an overly greasy feel, making it less ideal for oily or combination skin, especially if acne prone.

Coconut Oil 🥥

🥥 Composition: coconut oil has smaller fatty acid molecules (like lauric acid) allow it to penetrate the skin more easily compared to heavier, occlusive fats.

🥥 Benefits: It hydrates deeply, strengthens the skin’s barrier to lock in moisture, and prevents water loss. Lauric acid fights bacteria and fungi, helping with acne and mild infections. Plus, it delivers vitamin E to support repair and rejuvenation.

🥥 Best For: Normal to dry skin & fungal related issues.

🥥 Drawback: Despite its penetration, coconut oil is comedogenic (pore clogging) for many, which can lead to breakouts for those with acne prone skin.

Which to Choose?

🐄 Beef Tallow: For deeply nourishing, barrier-repairing care, especially in cold weather or for dry skin.

🥥 Coconut Oil: For lightweight hydration or antimicrobial needs, but patch test if prone to acne.

[nayoungs-archive]

𝐢. 𝗇𝖺𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀'𝗌 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗂𝖽𝖾!

disclamer! these tips are all from experience, they've been tried and tested by yours truly. please note that i am not a skin specialist, and if you have any major skin concerns, visit a dermatologist! always remember that you are beautiful just the way you are, and these tips are aiming to help you achieve a healthier overall lifestyle.

i. skin types: everyone's skin is different! so, the first and most important step is to find out what kind of skin you have. is it oily? is it often dry? is it sensitive to certain products? determining your skin type will aid you in finding products that work for you, making it a crucial step.

ii. drink more water: i know, you've heard it a million times! but i cannot emphasise how important it is to drink water! not just for your skin, but it benefits your overall health and well-being. dehydration can cause dryness, and oiliness- which can lead to heat boils and breakouts. drinking 2-3 litres of water every day can clear up your skin significantly!

iii. avoid oily and fried foods: health begins on the inside, so we must nourish our skin the same way! oily foods can clog your pores, and make your skin greasy. in general, processed and fried food is bad for your health as it is full of preservatives and artificial flavouring. although it is important to treat yourself from time to time, avoid eating these on a daily basis.

iv. stop touching your face: i understand how hard this might be for some of you because we end up subconsciously touching our face from time to time, but not touching your face is a crucial habit and you must train yourself to reduce the number of times you touch your face. touching your face with unwashed hands makes your skin oily and dirty. song jia revealed she only touches her face while applying basic skincare or washing her face. it seems impossible, but you can do it!

v. apply sunscreen daily: no matter what, you must include sunscreen in your skincare routine. regardless of the weather, it's important since the uv rays from the sun harm your skin, and pollutants in the air (especially in the city) can damage your skin significantly. i use neutrogena and it's super lightweight and gives your skin a glowy and clean look.

vi. weather matters: weather conditions play a big role in determining which skincare products you should be using. for example- if you live near the sea coast, you might not need to moisturise due to severe humidity, but if you live in a cold and dry country, a heavy moisturiser might be advisable! if you are interested in skincare tips for people living in tropical countries- comment!

vii. facewash usage: again, it depends on where you live. i personally live near the coast, so i end up washing my face thrice a day due to constant sweating. during winter, take a call on whether you need to use a facewash in the mornings. over-cleansing can strip your skin of natural oils, which does more harm than good. if the climate where you live is not too severe, i would recommend washing your face twice a day.

nayoung's note: hope these tips helped you! feel free to let me know how they worked in the comments.

[liketwoswansinbalance]

rank sge character's lips by level of chappedness, 1 being the least chapped, 10 being the most chapped

you must include:

agatha, sophie, rafal, rhian, tedros

anyone else is up to you

i'm doing this because my lips are constantly chapped for no reason (i've used every fucking lip gloss in the house only God can help me now), and I'm looking for someone to relate to

Feel free to disagree with me!

Sophie would score nothing less than a 1. Of course, she'd always maintain a skincare routine and never let anything happen to her face. It's one of her most persuasive assets after all.

Rhian would score a 2-3. I'm convinced he would reach Sophie levels of vanity on other occasions, but he is more preoccupied by romance than self-care, and also has a demanding, time-consuming job, so he might slack in his routines, sometimes leaving himself vulnerable to the cold.

Tedros would score a 4. He has well-established grooming habits. Yet, even if he is vain, I'd expect he would be outdoors more than his two aforementioned rivals would be, and thus, he'd have somewhat chapped lips. He probably would think makeup or the "overuse" of makeup and other cosmetic treatments too feminine for him though.

Rafal could score an 8 or possibly higher. He cares less about his appearance, depending on context and on which characterization of his we're dealing with. He's as cold as a corpse and in dry, cold weather, well, he could be affected, even as the Storian constantly repairs his dry lips or cracks in his hands, just from staying outside for too long. I don't think he would be outside for incredibly long stretches though, considering he has an indoor, academic/administrative job.

Agatha would score a 10. Sorry. I believe given her witchy upbringing, she'd believe herself weather-resistant and think she has a good immune system. She'd put little stock into her appearance and would just bundle up and get out of doors without much heed, if only to collect toads and salamanders to save them by bringing them inside. Tedros and the Camelot ladies-in-waiting would constantly chase after her, to ensure she's dressed properly for the weather, and chastise her about wearing make-up when she leaves the castle, even though she's sure to tell them off.

Yeah, I agree with you. My lips are chapped, and I haven't even been outside much lately. It's so cold and dry where I live. And I just had a dental procedure which made the dryness worse.

[luvsubmen]

You’re A Boy?! (Femboy)

18+ MDNI!

Word Count: 3.8K

Pairing: sub!new student femboy x dom!popular girl

Warning: Femboy Being Mistaken As A Girl, Virgin Femboy, Quickie, Bathroom Sex (MILD), Making Out, Riding, Raw Sex, Nipple Play, Grinding, Begging, Riding, Mommy Kink, Gentle Femdom, Pet Names

Beware: NOT PROOFREAD

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Getting up bright and early for the day, Alexandra was stoked for his first day at a new school. Starting the new semester in a new town, he only wanted everything to go his way. Deciding to give himself last minute maintenance before heading for a little breakfast. Starting with a warm shower and skincare, he threw on a silk robe once he was done. Planning to complete his maintenance by painting his nails, doing some light makeup, and styling his hair. Strutting to the bedroom, the pretty boy thought about what color he wanted to paint his nails. Looking at all the neutral pale colors, he chose a pearl pink nail polish. Turning on some music the femboy started to paint his naturally long nails.

Alexandra waited for a few minutes for his nails to dry, he started his makeup by applying some white glitter eyeshadow along with some voluminous mascara. Adding some light pink blush and a lip gloss that matched his nails. Thinking of a cute little hairstyle, he ultimately decided on giving himself curls. Grabbing a matching pink set off the hanger he got dressed in a skirt and top. Adding a little jacket along with some patterned tights as it can get a little chilly later on. Winter was approaching soon so Alexandra always checks the weather before heading out. Well, he will have to check the weather constantly now since he’s in a new area.

Spraying a vanilla scented fragrance and grabbing a small bag that matches his outfit. Checking himself out in the mirror he smiled adding two cute hairstyles to his hair before finally heading out to a cafè nearby. He sat at an empty booth and waits for his order to be called. Alexandra wasn’t really a big fan of eating breakfast in the morning so he only ordered a blueberry muffin and an iced coffee. Scrolling through his phone for the meantime, he was watching random YouTube videos. As expected it didn’t take long for his order as the shop had just opened.

Grabbing his order, that's when he started to head to the college. Thankfully, everything is within walking distance. He doesn’t mind doing this everyday. Only thing is he would have to drive first then find a good parking spot then everything else is just walking. Looking at the map he got during orientation, he started to search for his first class schedule. Being able to finally find his first class he took a seat in the very back watching people slowly come in. Having one headphone in his ear and listening to the teacher about the syllabus. There came a girl that arrived late to the class, signing in she apologized to interrupting before taking a seat by Alexandra.

Stealing looks at the girl Alexandra was drawn to her. Her aura, beauty, fashion, and figure. He couldn’t help but find her absolutely breathtaking. The girl been felt Alexandra staring but she tried not to pay any attention to it. She was used to it, let’s say. Being a well known popular girl at the campus, doing anything to give back to the community. Of course people stared at her for being a kind soul with beauty. She did steal a glance at the other once not feeling his eyes on her anymore. She felt the same way when glancing at him, but there’s one simple problem…SHE THINKS HE’S A GIRL!

She found her (him) so attractive that she was interested in knowing her (him) more. Which is why she’s thinking about inviting her (him) to her slumber party that she’s hosting tonight. Just something to celebrate with the girls for the new semester. More the merrier, right? That’s what Isabella thought as she got up once the class has finally ended. Isabella thought it was best to invite the pretty girl once she sees her around. Feeling that maybe it would be too soon to ask just because they are in the same class.

Isabella was walking in the hallway and was greeted with her friends. Being circled around her clique, she decided to tell the girls that she wanted to invite the girl from her class. “Ladies, I know we are excited for our sleepover tonight. But, I want to invite this girl from my class. Her style matches us well and she looks like she will get along well with us. Should I invite her?” Isabella looked at her friends for opinions on how they feel about adding another person to their event. “We don’t have a problem with it. It’s all about what you want to do, Isabella.” One of her friends said and the others nod in agreement.

Once getting an approval from her friends she felt two pair of arms pick her up in a playful manner. Isabella already knew who it was…her boyfriend Cody. She rolled her eyes in annoyance as he laughed. “Cody, I told you about doing that to me!” She turned around and made her little shoulder hit playful. When secretly deep down she despises her boyfriend. Isabella was tired of feeling like only a prize to him and nothing more. On the outside their relationship seems perfect because people don’t know what happens behind closed door. Being verbally abused and getting threatened for everything. Cody seemed like most girl’s dream boy, being a football player, being tall, and masculine. Isabella isn’t even interested in him at all. They are only together because of their parents forcing her to date Cody.

Isabella caught a glimpse of Alexandra from the other end of the hallway. “That’s the girl I’m talking about.” She said to her friends then they all looked Alexandra’s way. “Wow, I see what you’re saying. She is quite pretty!” One of her friends commented and Cody looked scoffed. “Yeah yeah! That chic is not all that!” He said but ends up getting ignored as Isabella approaches Alexandra.

“Hi, I’m Isabella. We take the same class don’t we?” She smiled making sure to appear friendly to the girl (boy). “I think so, it’s nice to meet you Isabella. My name is Alexandra.” He replied back but was wondering why she wanted to talk to him. “It’s nice to meet you too, Alexandra. I came over because I wanted to tell you tonight I’m having a sleepover. Me and my girls would love to have you join us. We think your style is cute.” She said while giving him an invitation with the location and time.

Alexandra looked at the invite a bit confused but then realized that Isabella thinks that he’s a girl. Looking at the invitation he just decided to let her keep thinking he was. “Really?! I would love to join you all for the sleepover. It would be great for me as I’m new in town.” He said to her putting the envelope in his bag. “Oh really?! Well, we can show you around soon if you want. We can be your friends!” She said a bit excitedly. “You all would do that for me? Thank you, I’m really grateful for your kindness.” Alexandra said and goes in for a hug without thinking. Isabella was a bit taken aback from the hug but hugs back with no problem.

Thinking to herself, ‘damn this girl smells so good. a vanilla girly noted.’ Isabella closed her eyes taking in the others scent for a moment, feeling she was being held by an angel. Releasing from the hug Alexandra gave a shy smile once he realized that he hugged her randomly. “I’m sorry about- no no it’s okay I needed a hug anyway.” Isabella cuts him off reassuring that the hug was fine. She noticed that she (he) started blushing and awkwardly shifts her (his) gaze elsewhere but hers. Speaking up Isabella broke the little silence, “Well see you tonight. I have to go now.” She said waiting her hand and walks back to her friend group.

With that said the conversation ended and they continued on with their day. Alexandra was trying to hold himself together and stop the blushing from talking to her. Puffing his cheeks while walking down the hallway, the femboy was lightly smacking his reddened cheeks. ‘Goddamnit, Alex hold it together!’ He thought to himself hoping nobody is watching him have a little nervous breakdown. ‘That woman is so pretty I can’t help but be a bit nervous around her.’

𐙚 𓏵𓏵𓏵 𐙚

TIME SKIP

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Alexandra was getting ready for the sleepover by packing a bag with some snacks, a toothbrush, some extra clothes, and a gift for Isabella. He decided after his classes to buy her a little thank you gift to show how grateful he was to be invited. He bought her a white scarf, gloves, and a beret hat that was in a set with pink hearts all over it. Winter is approaching soon so he thought about getting her something to keep herself warm. Smiling to himself he place them in a small box along with a mini eyeshadow palette and a heart necklace. Holding the box up to his chest. Feeling his heart pound feverishly and thinks to himself, ‘oh my gosh..why am I only like this when thinking about her?’

Checking the time, Alexandra got his bag and headed out of the door into his car. Putting in Isabella’s address into his GPS and starts driving to the location. Isabella was currently greeting her friends to come inside. Some brought game and activities while others brought food with some drinks. Even though she already had all of that stuff organized she didn’t mind as she knew they were just going to stay up all night. “So, where’s the new girl at?” One of her friends questioned and Isabella who was helping her other friend set up the extra snacks, she turned around and yelled across the room. “She texted me that she will be her in 5 minutes.” With that her friends teased her by saying “ooow” in unison.

Isabella groaned telling them to ��shut up”. “We seen the way you looked at her. You like her, Isabella! We all know you don’t like Cody, hell you look irritated in his presence!” Her friend replied which Isabella knew they weren’t wrong. “Was I that obvious?” She spoke a bit softly covering her face. “Totally! Anyone with two good pair of eyes can see that! But, what will you do about your relationship?” Her friends continued on with the conversation. “Honestly, I don’t know because i can’t really just end it with him because of our parents…” Isabella said with a sigh, placing her palm on her head feeling hopeless.

“Well you’ll need to figure it out soon Issie or else this will take a turn for the worse. But, just know we got your back no matter what.” Her friend said with a weak smile as they all circled around her to give a reassuring hug. “I will be willing to suffer the consequences then. Thank you guys.” She said to them not being sure of what to do. After that conversation there was a knock on the door. Alexandra…she already knew, collecting herself a bit before she went to the front door. “Good luck.” One of her friends whispered as they started to go to the room and start turning on some music.

Opening the door she was greeted with a smiling Alexandra with her (his) bag. “Welcome to my humble home!” Isabella smiled while letting her (him) inside and leading her to the room where everyone else is doing random stuff. “Hi everyone!” She (he) said in excitement and everyone else greeted Alexandra back with the same energy. Finding a spot on the floor she (he) pulled out a sleeping bag and set it up. Grabbing the gift she (he) walked up to Isabella and handed her the gift. “I just wanted to show that I’m thankful for the invite when you really didn’t have to. So I got you a little gift and I hope you like it.” Opening up the gift Isabella was shocked to see so much in the little box. “Oh my gosh you didn’t have to! Only I was supposed to get you a gift!” She said starting to look through everything.

Spotting the necklace she swear she almost teared up. Holding back on her emotions she lifted her hair up and gave her (him) the necklace as she wants to put it on now. “I would like to put it on now. It’s such a beautiful necklace, thank you!” Isabella said while Alexandra puts it around her neck gently. Being so close she could feel her (his) breath on her neck and she felt her little heart pitter patter. Feeling the small sensation tickled her neck and opened her senses. Maybe it was just a feeling because she is touch deprived, right? Of course she is she doesn’t let her boyfriend touch her sexually. Why would she after all when he’s an asshole to her. Pulling away Alexandra spoke, “There the necklace is on now and I’m glad you love my gift!”

“Of course I love your gift they all are so cute and who told you I love chocolate?” She said the last part playfully before opening up the chocolate, biting a piece off before reaching on her nightstand to get Alexandra’s gift. She got her (him) some white earmuffs with pink pearls across the band, two new lipglosses that she believed would look perfect on her (him), some pearl press on nails, and white chocolate to eat. Giving it to Alexandra, she (he) smiled at the gifts. “Oh my gosh thank you. They all are so beautiful!” She (he) started to eat the chocolate while looking at the gifts in awe. “Oh my gosh, can you two just kiss already or something!” One of the girls said playfully while rolling their eyes. The two laughed it off to not be awkward or bring the mood down.

“Yeah yeah yeah, anyways we should start an activity. What should we do? We have all types of stuff we can do.” Isabella said while sitting on the floor with the others in crisscross applesauce enjoying the rest of her chocolate. “Maybe we should start with dress up!” One of her friends suggested and Alexandra almost had an heart attack it seemed and became nervous. “Yeah we should start with dress up good idea!” Her other friend said with excitement. Alexandra just only became even more nervous as none of them know that he is actually a boy. Being afraid what if he gets exposed for dress up, he started to twirl his fingers nervously trying to think of something. And he needs to quickly or else he will be at his doom. Only the worst case scenarios ran through his mind if they ever found out. ‘What the hell am I am doing here? Shit shit shit you really screwed up! They are going to find out the truth and might expose me! They might think I’m a creep! I’m mostly worried about what Isabella will think because I really like her. I don’t want her to think I’m gross.’

“Alexandra! Alexandra! Hello! So, what do you think?” Isabella said looking at her (him) concerned as it seemed like she (he) was deep in thoughts. “Oh…y-yeah sure I don’t m-mind dress up.” He stuttered out in nervousness. ‘FUCK I’M SO DONE FOR!’ He thought and the others cheered as they got up to go to Isabella’s closet. “Don’t worry, Alexa dress up is the best in Isabella’s clothes. She has everything!” A friend said while they started to mob around the closet. Alexandra took this as an opportunity to get his bag and rush to the bathroom. Of course he brought his own clothes and couldn’t dress in front of the ladies.

Plus from all the nervousness building up, he decided to remove his makeup and remove the clothes he had on to change into pajamas. Isabella noticed that Alexandra disappeared from the room, excusing herself to her friends she decided to see if she (he) was okay. Seeing the bathroom light was on she knocked the door. “Alexandra, are you okay?” She asked softly but got no answer as he was busy trying to shuffle around to throw something back on. Since getting no answer she opened the door to be shocked by the sight in front of her.

Alexandra was in the process of was in the process of dressing. But, he has been caught by Isabella in just a pair of pink panties with his chest being exposed. Blushing he thought to himself, ‘Damnit I should’ve dressed faster!’ Isabella grew fascinated and curious by the boy in front of her. Quickly getting inside of the bathroom and locking the door knob. Something unexplainable rose inside of her…the thought never came across her mind that it could be so hot to see a boy dressed up as a woman until now. What she’s thinking about doing right now to him wouldn’t be right as she has a boyfriend. Even though she’s not attracted to him and he is treating her wrong, cheating is still wrong but a part of her is saying to risk it all.

She had to admit when she first seen Alexandra, she wanted to learn more about him. That’s when she thought he was a girl but she interested in him even more. Staring at him in amazement, she wondered ‘how in the hell is a man this gorgeous!’ “May I?” Isabella whispered as she slowly got closer to the blushing boy. “Yes you can.” He whispered back as he always wanted to be dominated by a woman. Dominate fems are quite hard to find especially where he was from. With granted permission Isabella pulled him by the waist and whispered, “So, you’re a boy? I couldn’t tell because you’re so pretty and petite like a girl~” Isabella slowly caressed his left hip and breathed down his neck being tempted to devour him. Alexandra winced as he was sensitive to her little touch.

Chuckling darkly she found the boy’s reaction cute and gave a smirk. “You really had me fooled! And you’re the same size as me. How cute.” She continued on but finally attached her lips to his in hunger. Lifting the femboy up onto the sink counter, he moaned angelically holding onto her shoulders letting himself get feasted on. Wrapping his legs around her hips already feeling like a mess. Alexandra was trying to form words into the kiss but managed to came out as a low mumble that still could be understood. “Is-Isabella please touch me more.” He begs wanting to feel more. She took his word for it and kissed his shoulders tenderly, moving down to his perky chest. Isabella’s eyes burned with passion as she light pinched his nipple and rub the other in a circular motion. The femboy moans quietly trying not to be so loud for others to hear but it was probably already too late. His dick sprung up in excitement to the pleasure. His body resting soundly against the wall on the counter.

Enjoying the sounds he made she decided to lean in to lick one of his harden nipples and toy with the other so they can feel equal amounts of pleasure. Alexandra closed his eyes and let out all the sounds of pleasure as Isabella was satisfying his body. She couldn’t take no more as his cute little sounds were such a turn on, Isabella started to suck on his nipple and palm his cock through the pretty pink panties he had on. Everything about him was so feminine and attractive Isabella felt like she was loosing her mind. She started to grind her body into his wanting to feel bits a pleasure too. Giving gentle butterfly kisses to his neck, he hums softly as he wanted more. Stopping a bit she helped him off the counter top and positioned his to sit on the edge of the tub. “There this should be more comfortable for what we’re about to do next.” She said as he nodded his head in agreement.

Slowly pulling his own panties down, Alexandra helped Isabella take off her pajama shorts off along with her panties. Once they were off he could see clit glisten like honey from her wetness and gently put her on top of his harden wood. “Mmm.. I can’t wait to fuck you.” She moaned softly as now they are skin to skin with each other. Starting slowly she grind in Alexandra’s lap feeling how he started to leak already. Holding onto her body tightly letting out whiny moans, he couldn’t help but make repeated whines as he was feeling Isabella’s wetness slip on his cock like honey. Slipping past him everytime when he was desperate to push inside.

Isabella purposely continued to grind on him as a tease now once she realized he wanted to go in. “Beg..” She smirks while feeling him break down underneath her really wanting to be in. “Please please please, may I be inside you. Please, ride me!” Alexandra begs while his mind was slowly drifting. With that last plead she grabbed a hold onto his cock and slowly sits down on it adjusting a bit before moving. They had to be quick before anyone gets suspicious as to why they are taking a while. “Mo-mommy..” He whined cutely into her chest as he placed his hands on her waist comfortably. “Is it your first time?” She asked as she stroked his hair to soothe him. “Yes mama..” He managed out with a slight blush.

“That’s okay I will be gentle with you. Plus, I haven’t done it in a while.” Isabella reassured him and starts to ride him moving her hips in a sensual way. Being slow she rides him to give him the best moment. Placing her hands on his reddened cheeks, she lifted his head up to look at him directly in the eyes. Admiring his beauty she rubs his cheek and spoke, “You’re so beautiful..” She moaned softly with him then started to bounce on his cock once she seen how comfortable he was. Alexandra continued the eye contact feeling safe and grips her tighter when she started to bounce. The two spent enjoying each other’s body and became one. Once finished and cleaned up they returned to the room where the friends wondered what took them so long. But, they figured they were just having a really long conversation or something and never asked. Alexandra and Isabella kept the secret they shared. The sex and that he wasn’t a girl.

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Somebody definitely heard them and knows it all but will they ever come forward to expose them?!

[femmefatalevibe]

How to be beauty with brains (like Amal Clooney) always looking extremely polished, put together, well educated and being successful and eloquent?

Maintain proper hygiene

Stay consistent with your beauty routines: Skincare, haircare, nailcare, and makeup

Find clothes in high-quality fabrics that fit you well (or are tailored to your shape) that are fairly timeless/contemporary classics that can be easily styled together

Keep your clothes clean, steamed/dry cleaned, and lint-free

Choose your accessories wisely and invest in a classic, high-quality handbag or two, a few pairs of shoes, a selection of jewelry, sunglasses, and cold-weather accessories (if applicable)

Dress appropriate for the occasion and the season

Minimal to no logos

Invest in a quality haircut

Make time to read and/or study every day

Practice active listening, ask thoughtful follow-up questions, and learn to share from a place of assertion & authenticity vs. a desire for validation and social approval

Maintain good posture and learn the art of direct eye contact

Take your time: slow down your speech, mannerisms, and reaction time to your emotions or high-pressure situations

Believe in yourself and adopt a growth mindset