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[nativeneemsingapore]

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[inu-meow]

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[nativeneemaustralia]

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[jackactuallywrites]

All Seeing, All Knowing, All Loving Part 9

Rating: SFW

Warnings: ANGST

Summary: You have a date! Not with Ghost 💀

Notes: If you feel this is out of character for you personally, valid, I just like making Ghost suffer 😌

Word count: 1,513

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You were going on a date!

It had been some time since you’d been on one, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the man who you refused to name even in your own head. You weren’t doing this out of any petty desire to prove you were desirable; no, this was personal growth! This random man from Tinder could be your future husband, after all!

Well, that was taking it a bit too far, but at the very least, he might knock some of the spiderwebs off your headboard.

Your day had been spent preparing for your date, starting with an hour-long bath in which you shaved everything from your eyebrows down, leaving your skin smooth, polished, and buttery soft. You didn’t want to think about the cost of all the moisturiser you’d used, only how nice you smelled, as though you’d been dipped into a vat of cocoa butter. Then, it was onto makeup. Thankfully, today had been a good skin day for you, so you kept it simple, a fuckton of mascara to make your eyelashes really pop, and then another half hour tweezing your eyebrows into a perfect shape. You dithered over colours, settling with a warm lip tint, which you dabbed on your cheekbones. Already, you felt that this man would not be worth all this effort, but you did enjoy the process of making yourself look absolutely breathtaking. The outfit was the last piece of the puzzle and the hardest part. How could you find clothes that said, ‘I’m down to shag, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have to put any effort in’. Jeans? Mm, no, too hard to take off while looking sexy. Little dress? Eh, too cold. Midi skirt it was. Warm and practical, and easy to hike up. Plus, it had pockets! What wasn’t to love! You paired it with a nice pair of dark heels and an off-the-shoulder top. You faffed with your hair, trying to figure out if you wanted it up or down, before just sticking a little bow clip in it and calling it a day.

Naturally, now that you were preened to perfection, Soap decided it was the best time to try and rub spiky white hairs all over your outfit, as though his essence was what was missing from the ensemble. He’d been happily snoozing the entire time you were getting ready, seemingly knowing when the exact wrong time was to start trying to fuss you. You simply did your best to pet him at arms reach, then distracted him with treats while you sat on the sofa to kill time, having gotten ready far too early for your date.

You were busy trying to figure out how you were supposed to eat crisps without ruining the outfit when you heard a knock at the door. Strange, you were meeting your date at the bar. If he’d somehow found your address online, he was getting deep heat spray to the eyes. You tucked the little canister into your skirt pocket as you went to the door, peering through the peephole.

Shit.

Why did you suddenly feel awkward about going out on a date? You had nothing to be ashamed about; you were a free agent; you could go on a thousand dates if you liked. Still, you felt uneasy opening the door to him. The chain remained off as you opened the door, your arm wrapped around your waist for comfort.

“Ghost.”

For once, he wasn’t wearing the mask. He still had the ‘definitely a civilian’ clothes on, blue jeans and a black waterproof, and even the way he stood was unquestioningly military, his arms behind his back, but without the mask, he was a little more human. And gorgeous, but you didn’t want to think about that.

“You off out somewhere?”

“Yeah, actually. Got a date.”

You watched his expression carefully, a twinge of guilt in your stomach. It wasn’t like you were anything more than friends. Weird, fucked up friends where one of them broke into the other’s house and left cats. His face didn’t change. Still perfectly neutral, his eyes dead and cold, just like you remembered them. He shifted from his stiff position, bringing forth the bouquet he’d apparently been concealing behind his back.

You’d been given a lot of bouquets over the years, some from dates, some from thankful cat parents, a lot from your girls, but this was new. Usually, a man would give you basic red roses or whatever strange mix Lidl had on sale at the doors, but these weren’t cheap supermarket flowers. They were a beautiful mix of purple tulips, some so dark they looked almost black, some soft lavender, without a single limp petal or dangling leaf. A dark purple ribbon was wrapped around their stems, holding them tightly together. Fuck. He’d really gone all out.

“Wanted to give you summat as a thank you.”

“Ghost, these.. they’re really nice. You didn’t have to.”

“I know.”

You took them from him, gently inhaling their scent. Christ, did tulips smell good. Did you even own a nice vase to put them in? You’d stashed all your glass ornaments in cupboards, out of Soap’s reach. Soap. Would he know not to eat tulips? They were, after all, exceptionally poisonous to cats. And Soap was a bit of an idiot. You’d just have to keep them up on the shelf in your bedroom with the rest of your treasured possessions. Not that this was a treasured possession. You just didn’t want Soap to get sick.

“Thank you.”

“Welcome.”

There was a moment of silence, things left unsaid, but you couldn’t exactly say what was on your mind. He’d already rejected you once before, and you weren’t made of steel. Still, you felt bad.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t-“

“Why would you be sorry? They’re just flowers. Don’t read so much into it.”

Well, that put an end to any guilt on your end.

“Right. Well, thanks for the flowers, Simon.”

He gave you a brisk nod, then turned on his heel and left without another word.

If the man had planned on putting your head in a spin before your date, he’d done a marvellous job. The flowers seemed to stare down at you mockingly from their position on the shelf high above your headboard, watching you spray perfume on yourself, decorating yourself for another man. You scowled at them as though you could singe their petals; they could watch you fuck another man for all you cared; as Ghost had said, they were just flowers. They meant nothing. Nothing that had a place of importance in your room. Ugh.

They stuck with you throughout your date. The man you met at the bar wasn’t unattractive, tall, handsome, dark-haired, and his conversation was pleasant enough, but you just couldn’t feel a spark. Was that a good thing? The sparks you felt with Ghost felt more like a taser; they’d left you fearful and uneasy, but my God, those sparks were strong. Perhaps it was better that you didn’t feel that way about your date. After all, people weren’t supposed to break into your house and then make snarky comments about your home security, nor were they supposed to reject you and then make teasing comments about how you wanted them, or give you flowers and then tell you they meant nothing. This date could have been good for you, a nice, normal man, a picket fence, 2.4 children, weekend walks in the Peak District and holidays in Benidorm.

You went home alone.

You didn’t need a date. You didn’t need a Ghost. What you did need was a therapist.

Unfortunately for you, they were expensive if you went private, and if you didn’t, you’d be stuck on a waiting list for months. Besides, you didn’t really want to confess to a therapist, ‘so I have a stalker, but we’re actually friends, so please don’t report him to the police!’. As if. You could therapise yourself. You knew what you needed to do. You needed to do what most other people in this situation would do: you needed to block his number, change your locks, and forget about him.

You stared at his number in your phone. Ghost. Stupid name. If you blocked him, he’d know he’d gotten to you. Or would he assume you’d moved on? It irritated you that he took up so much room in your thoughts. It would have served him right if you threw those flowers away. You considered it, taking them down off the shelf and holding them in your hand, imagining how it would feel to burn them, trample them underfoot, or beat him to death with them. Nope. Prick or not, the flowers were too beautiful to get rid of, and it wasn’t their fault that the person gifting them was a cunt. Back on the shelf they went.

You’d keep them just because they were beautiful, and they would wilt with your emotions for him, and then you could throw everything away.

[gortashs-skidmark]

Enver Gortash HEADCANONS

NSFW at the bottom, below the ()()()

+18 MDNI SEXUAL CONTENT

CONTENT WARNING: relationship headcanons, arranged marriage in some, manipulation, established relationship.

*Orange means that particular sentence/piece is CANON but the rest is a headcanon.

ᏵꝊ𐌓𐌕𐌀𐌔𐋅ᏵꝊ𐌓𐌕𐌀𐌔𐋅ᏵꝊ𐌓𐌕𐌀𐌔𐋅ᏵꝊ𐌓𐌕𐌀𐌔𐋅ᏵꝊ𐌓𐌕𐌀𐌔𐋅

Gortash definitely doesn’t mind being a shit bag. But I think if he took a partner, he would just be manipulative emotionally but not physical. Like he chose a partnership and you just have to put up with some dumb fucking consequences of being in love, that's just how it is. I don’t think he’d shower you in gifts if he loved you but when he gave you something to cherish, it’d be personal, solemn, beautiful. Like him.

If it was arranged, he wouldn’t bat an eye, status is status. He’d only see you as an arm piece. He’d take you to dinner occasionally to check up on you. He would shower you in gifts at the wedding ceremony. For show of course, so your family, friends, patrons, and acquaintances knew you were in cushy hands.

I think Enver’s hands would always been warm. They’re calloused, warm, thicker, comforting when they held your face or braced your thighs. You would put lotion on his hands every night before bed because, you know, you care about him.

He is the man to take the same soap bar he uses on his body for his face, but this is medieval so him washing his face is high maintenance, comparatively. You only suggest he use rose water after he shaves as not to leave irritating skin patches. It makes him smell very sweet.

You are as soft as butter and he is a large man with a delicate hobby like baking, figuratively. His brutish in personality, is shrouded in fancy clothes and ugly ass shoes. But he can talk as calmly as a lake, and comfort you with honeyed words. You are capable of finding solace in him sometimes, if he lets you unburden yourself.

If it’s an arranged marriage, he will listen to your sorrows and complaints when he has time. Other times he’ll say “my dearest, I have not the time for your tears today.” Which breaks your heart. He's yours potentially forever, and he won't carry your burdens like you attempt to with his.

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NSFW HEADCANONS

He gives me very much the same energy as Raphael. Complete bottom. Probably not that good at fucking but he’s got some girth. Girth matters more than length, pls be honest with yourselves.

Not usually on top unless he’s teasing you a lot beforehand. He fucks loud too, verbally and from your bodies crashing over and over against each other.

Like Raphael has Harleep bc he’s a narcissist and they’re sent there by Mephestopheles to distract him. Gortash has you because you’re capable and seen as an equal. Whether you’re the nicest person on earth or the crudest bitch. If you can swindle like him, he sees something beautiful in that.

I think he’s loud and unapologetic during sex. He knows what he wants too and can voice is. He’s the “oh great heavens!” Type too.

Sometimes is a quickie-person, when he yearns for better company at night he removes himself from his workshop and walks to his room to have honey-sweet love, not fuck.

If you’re arranged marriage melds into more, I think he could be fixed. Very. Very. Slowly. You like to walk to the deep cragged shore of Wyrm’s Rock and watch the ocean and pet the moss. He doesn’t get it even if you have a reason to love being by yourself. You ponder harder about the timelessness of nature and the ebb and flow.

He fucks you soft and slow next time, taking the time like you do. He wants to know his partner, he really does. He uses it to stare into your eyes as they flutter from pleasure, he wants what you have. A soul so malleable yet it always know what it is deep down. It’s always whole.

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Thank you for reading!! I have more headcanons on my pinned masterlist <3

[thedemoninmywalls]

Bathtime

Cain x Aro CW: near-drowning

Over time, Aro learned to adapt.

She understood, if not quite accepted, that Rire and Cain now moved in and out of her life like they owned it.

To adapt to this new understanding, Aro had to step carefully, to watch her mouth, to minimize damage as much as possible. She learned Rire’s moods, his preferences, his routines, and molded her life around them.

He usually came to her in the evenings, when his power was greatest, and sometimes stayed all night. His visits were predictable.

Cain was a different story.

Routine was not in Cain’s vocabulary. He came whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted, for whatever he was in the mood for. Thanks to his shapeshifting abilities, he looked different every time (Aro began to distrust pigeons especially).

Of her two tormentors, Cain was the nicer one - but his chaotic nature sometimes scared Aro even more than Rire did.

Which was why she was not happy, one afternoon, when Cain teleported into her apartment covered in blood.

“Gah!!” Aro yelped, nearly jumping off the couch and clutching her laptop close. “Would it kill you to use the door like a normal person?!”

“It's not nearly as convenient.” Cain took off his jacket, which splattered blood onto Aro's carpet.

Aro stared at him. “What happened to you?” She shook her head. “Never mind. I don't want to know.”

“I'm going to take a bath,” Cain announced. “And I would like you to join me.”

“Huh?” Aro glanced at him suspiciously. “Why?”

“Because I told you to,” Cain’s yellow eyes glowed dangerously. “Are you questioning your master?”

A chill went down Aro's spine, warning her that this was not the time to argue.

“No,” she squeaked timidly.

“Then you will join me in the bathroom momentarily.” Cain walked out of the room, leaving a trail of blood.

Alone again, Aro hurried to follow his orders. Never mind that her little bathtub couldn't possibly fit two people. Cain was impatient and if she was too slow, she was punished.

But Aro did not recognize the bathroom she walked into.

This bathroom was five times bigger than hers, with marble sinks and plush red towels lining the walls. The circular bathtub was the size of a small swimming pool.

Cain was already undressing, pulling his shirt over his head when Aro walked in. For the first time she got a glimpse of the huge angelic symbol tattooed on his back. She stopped in her tracks.

Fully naked, Cain turned to her with a mischievous smile.

“It's rude to stare, you know.”

“S-Sorry,” Aro’s face flushed. “Y-Your tattoo is pretty cool…”

She hated how handsome he was, hated the way her body reacted to him. At one point, a lifetime ago, she might have fantasized about a powerful, handsome man like Cain. But not like this. Never like this.

“You can't bathe with your clothes on,” Cain remarked as he sat on the edge of the tub. “No need to be shy.”

“Oh, r-right…” Aro hurriedly pulled off her shirt. She noticed that Cain was watching her intently, not bothering to hide his obvious lust.

Embarrassed, she turned towards the wall and undressed quickly. He was confident in his nudity, while she felt exposed and vulnerable.

Aro had never thought of herself as pretty. She'd never been interested in makeup or doing her hair, and she was fine with that. But now, looking at her flawed human body next to Cain's near-perfect one, she felt insecure.

Then again, neither Cain nor Rire seemed to care about what she looked like.

The two of them stepped into the bathtub. The water was perfectly warm, like a cozy hug. It was lovely, but Aro couldn't enjoy it when she was on high alert around Cain.

He seemed to be in a bad mood earlier, but now he relaxed as he settled into the water. After splashing around a bit, Cain plopped a bar of soap into Aro's hand.

“Wash me,” he commanded, with the air of someone used to ordering servants around.

Aro bristled at the order. Rire treated her like a pet, a toy, a punching bag, but never a slave. Reluctantly she took the soap. It was a demeaning task, but Cain looked serious, and she was afraid to disobey.

Starting with his arms, Aro scrubbed vigorously, up Cain’s back and down his chest, with a determined focus. She knew that he was watching her face, his lip curling at the humiliation she felt.

“Must be nice having unlimited, god-like powers,” Aro remarked bitterly. “I bet you could even wash yourself.”

“I could,” Cain replied, missing her sarcasm entirely. “But then I wouldn't have the pleasure of your company.”

He leaned towards her slightly so she could scrub his shoulders. The act was so intimate…Aro imagined doing something like this for someone she loved. If Rire hadn't entered her life, would she have found someone who truly loved her?

Suddenly she hated being so close to Cain. She finished up quickly and gave him back the soap.

“Your turn!” Cain started scrubbing Aro, grinning cheerfully. She winced as the soap stung the scars and bruises that decorated her skin.

But his touch was surprisingly gentle, as he traced the letters he had carved into the flesh of her shoulder, spelling them out loud for her.

“B…R…A…T…but you're not much of a brat right now…you're more like a…where is it…?”

Cain’s fingers slipped down to another word cut near her hip:

“T…O…Y. You're being such a good toy for me, darling.”

“Stop it.” Aro tried to wriggle away from his touch, irritated by his teasing.

In response, Cain only got rougher. He hugged her close to him, pinning her arms to her sides. Her breasts, which were particularly sensitive where Rire put his mark, were groped and squeezed.

“Such a shame the demon put his mark on you,” Cain breathed in Aro's ear as he scrubbed at the symbol with the soap. “It won't wash off so easily.”

That hit a nerve.

“Let go of me!” Aro furiously fought out of Cain’s grasp.

She moved towards the other end of the bathtub, trying to get far away from him. She might have made it out of the bathtub too, if she hadn't slipped and hit her knee on the marble edge.

“Ow!” Aro splashed back into the water, holding her injured knee. Within seconds Cain towered over her. He moved way faster through the water than she did.

“I didn't say you could leave,” he said in a dangerously soft voice. “I'm not done with you yet.”

Before Aro could respond, Cain seized a chunk of her hair and plunged her head under the water.

Surrounded suddenly by bubbles, Aro tried to regain her balance - and then she felt Cain’s dick forcefully enter her ass. Her underwater cry went unheard.

With one hand in her hair and the other on her hip, Cain thrust himself into her violently, without a care to her wellbeing. The water made his entrance a little smoother but the unexpected intrusion still hurt like hell.

After a few seconds Cain yanked Aro’s hair, pulling her head out of the water. She gasped for air and tried to rub the water from her eyes.

“You clench around me so tightly when you're scared, pet,” he moaned pleasedly. “Ready to go again?”

“No no no no–!”

She was dunked underwater again.

This time Aro took a breath before going under. She tried to push off the floor, but Cain’s grip was like iron. She hated his superhuman strength and she hated how easily he manhandled her.

Held under for longer this time, Aro started to run out of air fast. She flailed desperately under his grip, fighting to get up when air was so close. But the seconds passed and Cain still held her under, raping her ass without mercy. Aro started to panic - was she going to drown?! Did Cain even know how long a human could go without oxygen?!

Finally - mercifully - Cain let Aro get up. She broke through the surface of the water, gratefully taking in huge gulps of air. Exhausted, she leaned against the edge of the bathtub, violently coughing up water. Her ass was sore and the water was mixed with cum and blood.

With a satisfied smile, Cain stepped out of the bathtub. He plucked a towel from a hook on the wall and wrapped it around his waist, ignoring Aro’s retching and coughing behind him. On his way out he patted her head.

“You took your punishment well, pet - when you come out of the bath I’ll have a reward for you~”

[thechurchoftheatom]

A Sermon for January 15th: A Reading on Preparedness

Brothers and Sisters in the Atom, today’s message begins with an acknowledgment of the practical. While we, as members of the Church of the Atom, contemplate the vast and long-reaching implications of nuclear energy and waste—our legacy for countless generations—it’s important to remember that most of the challenges we face in life are far more immediate. Disasters may not always arrive in the form of a nuclear apocalypse, but they can still strike without warning, leaving us vulnerable. Floods, fires, hurricanes, power outages, car breakdowns, and even a sudden injury can upend our lives in an instant.

Preparedness is not just a lofty or distant ideal; it is a practical, day-to-day expression of care. It is how we honor our responsibility to ourselves, our loved ones, and our communities. In this spirit, we turn to a reading from Ready.gov, a resource that provides essential knowledge for safeguarding against the unexpected.

A Reading from Ready.gov: Preparedness Basics

"Disasters can strike without warning, disrupting lives, displacing families, and leaving communities in turmoil. By taking small steps now, you can ensure safety and security for yourself and your loved ones in the future."

Emergency Kits: The Foundation of Preparedness

An emergency kit is more than just a box of supplies; it is your lifeline when normal systems fail. A good kit should last at least three days and include:

Water: One gallon per person per day for drinking and sanitation.

Food: Non-perishable items such as canned goods, energy bars, and dry foods, along with a manual can opener.

Tools and Lighting: A flashlight with extra batteries, multipurpose tools, and a crank-powered or battery-operated radio.

First Aid Kit: Bandages, antiseptic, necessary medications, and any required medical devices.

Hygiene Supplies: Soap, hand sanitizer, moist towelettes, and other sanitation items.

Clothing and Warmth: Sturdy shoes, extra clothing, and blankets or sleeping bags.

Important Documents: Copies of IDs, insurance policies, and bank information in a waterproof container.

Cash and Coins: Small denominations for situations where electronic payments are unavailable.

Special Items: Supplies for children, elderly family members, and pets, including formula, diapers, and pet food.

Developing a Plan

Preparedness is more than a kit—it’s a mindset. Develop a plan to ensure everyone in your household knows what to do in an emergency. Establish an out-of-town contact for communication and choose a meeting place for reunification. Practice drills to make the plan second nature.

Everyday Uses for Preparedness

Emergencies don’t always come with fanfare. A flat tire in the middle of nowhere, a power outage during a storm, or even an unexpected illness can test our ability to respond. A well-stocked emergency kit and a thought-out plan make these everyday disasters manageable. Being prepared isn’t just for the unthinkable—it’s for the inevitable.

Reflection on Preparedness

Brothers and Sisters, the Church of the Atom teaches us to look both to the infinite and the immediate. While we are committed to the long-term legacy of nuclear semiotics—ensuring that future generations heed the warnings of our age—we must not neglect the more mundane yet equally important task of ensuring our present safety.

Preparedness is practical, yes, but it is also a sacred duty. When we prepare, we acknowledge that the future matters, that life is precious, and that we are responsible not just for ourselves but for those who depend on us. By preparing, we reflect the values of stewardship, foresight, and care that lie at the heart of our faith.

Think of your emergency kit as an act of love—love for yourself, for your family, and for your community. When you build it, you are not just collecting supplies; you are making a promise to those around you that their safety is your priority.

But preparedness is not a solitary endeavor. Share this knowledge with your neighbors, friends, and family. Strengthen your community’s resilience by encouraging others to create their own kits and plans. Consider joining or supporting a local Community Emergency Response Team (CERT). You can find more information and opportunities to get involved at Ready.gov.

A Warning from the Atom

While our message today emphasizes everyday preparedness, let us not forget the unique guidance of our faith: to avoid the places where the atom’s power has left a dangerous legacy. Nuclear waste storage facilities, marked with the unmistakable trefoil, are not places of curiosity or exploration. They are warnings in themselves—symbols of danger that transcend language and culture. As stewards of this knowledge, we must ensure these places are avoided, respected, and understood as hazardous for generations to come.

Closing Words

As you go forth this week, I urge you to take this sermon to heart. Build your emergency kit if you haven’t already. Update your family’s communication plan. Take practical steps toward readiness not out of fear but out of love and responsibility.

Remember, preparedness is not just for the end of the world—it is for every day. By acting now, you protect the lives and futures of those you hold dear.

And as always, may the energy of the atom guide us—toward safety, toward wisdom, and toward a future of hope and preparedness.

[bucketspammer4life]

doc louis headcanons

the man, the myth, the legend, we love him (if you dont ill turn you into a oyster using my evil powers its true)

- has a swear jar for Mac since hes a bit of a potty mouth, he once tried to use the "ill wash your mouth out with soap!" threat but got met by the sight of Mac biting into a bar of soap and is concerned

- hes actually introduced Mac to his other family members, since Mac wasnt very talkative he talked in doodles and asl his family knows Mac as the "doodle boy" Now

- once tried to learn 3 languages at the same time, never again

- during his prime years, he used to have leopard-print themed merch, he still sells them but the old versions go for hundreds now

- one of his favorite snacks (other than his beloved chocolate bars) he likes mangos, he tried some when he was a child and loved it

- used to have a pet pug named "champion" that he loved, it passed away from natural causes, may champ rest in peace

- has seen pretty much everyone in the wvba cry, both branch a and branch b, including some you dont expect

-has a fish tank in his room with some fish in it, Mac sometimes watches them swim around for a few hours

[fixfoxnox]

I desperately need a missing pieces sequel where Roach accidentally whipped soap and ghost too hard and girl bosses too close to the sun lmao

Honestly the way this could mean that you want Roach to get fucked or get kidnapped like Gaz implied is keeping me very entertained sjsjjs

However, I have decided to go with what I believe is the safer option (Roach getting fucked)

Missing Pieces (2)

Warnings: Dubious consent (Roach is a little tipsy when things happen), making out, implied and slightly explicit NSFW (no full smut, just some heavy kissing and petting)

Roach shook his hands out, nerves eating at his chest as he looked at the small cafe where he'd agreed to meet with Ghost and Soap. Jackson had tried to comfort him over the phone, insisting that the two men were probably just as nervous, if not more, than he was. He didn't really believe it.

Sure, he understood that they were starstruck with him the previous night, he understood that they apparently had a bit of a "celebrity crush" on him. None of that meant that they'd like him once they'd actually spent some time around him. None of that meant that he would actually have a shot with them.

He gave a deep sigh at the thought, running his hands over his face with a groan. What if they didn't even show up? The thought made him sink into his seat further, his hands beginning to shake slightly. He briefly considered just leaving, just avoiding the possibility of fucking anything up.

But, he countered himself, if he just left, then there was no possibility of getting back to them. If he stayed, he would at least have a chance. With that thought in mind, he took in several deep breaths before climbing out of the car he'd rented and shaking his hands out as he started inside.

He was ten minutes early, so he was more than surprised to walk in and find Soap and Ghost already inside waiting for him. He hadn't seen them come in, so how long exactly had they been waiting?

Soap spotted him immediately, waving him over to their table with a grin on his face and a blush rising to his cheeks. Roach could see the red that dusted the tops of Ghost's cheeks as well. It calmed him somewhat to see the two men looking just as nervous as he felt. Anything that he was worried about and he was sure they were likely worried about something similar.

The physical reminder that these two men were just as nervous as he was allowed Roach to finally calm his nerves a bit. With one last deep breath in, he gave a bright grin and made his way towards the two men, the confidence from the night before flooding back into him.

It turned out that Roach had nothing to worry about. After getting the usual first-date awkwardness out of the way, the three fell in with one another as though it was just in their nature to be together. Roach didn't think he'd felt so happy in years.

Several hours later and they'd moved away from the cafe, taking their little date to a cute little bar as the night slowly moved in to replace the light of day. Roach found himself pressed between Ghost and Soap, tipsy little giggles escaping his lips as he listened to the two of them playfully argue with one another.

He was feeling rather warm, though certainly not from the heat of the building. Soap had an arm around his shoulders and was tucked close against his side as he spoke to Ghost. Ghost had a hand resting on his upper thigh, letting his thumb rub little circles there. That plus the slight bit of alcohol in his system was setting his system alight with warmth and tempting him to invite the men back to his hotel room with him.

He leaned further into Soap, taking another sip from his drink as he tuned back into the conversation happening around him. "-which is exactly why Price doesn't trust you alone with the explosives on base."

"You accidentally set off a few things of c4 one time," Soap rolled his eyes, "Every other time I'm a professional."

"A professional pyro maybe," Ghost snorted, "The excitement he gets in his eyes anytime we tell him he can blow something up?" He shook his head carefully, "You'd think we'd just offered to take a kid to Disney."

Another short giggle left Roach's mouth. He tilted his head back so that he could look at Soap with a grin, "Now that I would like to see."

"Oh you should see Ghost when he finally manages to wiggle his way into driving," Soap chuckled, "A terrifying experience to have him behind the wheel, Bug."

Roach turned to look at Ghost and the offended face that he wore was enough to send him into another fit of laughter. The two other men watched him for a moment, amusement and affection in their eyes. "I don't know that you'll be able to drive when we leave," Ghost spoke carefully."

"I've only had two drinks," Roach started, "I'm just a little giggly is all."

"Only a little?" Soap ran his hand up and down his arm for a moment, a small smile on his face, "You still shouldn't drive, even if you're only a little giggly."

"Fair," he finally conceded. They were right, even if it was only a little he certainly shouldn't be behind the wheel.

"We'll call you a car," Soap started carefully, Roach was quick to cut him off.

"Or," He avoided their gazes, his skin still feeling hot, "You two could drive me back to my hotel? Make sure I get up to the room alright?"

There was a pause, neither of the men said anything for a long moment before finally, Soap asked carefully, "Roach, are you inviting us back to your room?"

Roach took in a stuttered breath before looking up at the men with an innocent smile, "Yes."

It was like a flip had switched in both of the men and, within a second, Roach found himself with Ghost's tongue invading his mouth and Soap's teeth scraping against his neck.

He gave a low moan into the kiss, feeling Ghost's hand on his thigh slide higher and higher until it was just sitting temptingly beside his crotch. One of Soap's hands had snuck under the edge of his shirt, just feeling along the skin right above the waistband of his pants. This attention only lasted a few moments, just a few moments of the almost mind-bending affection being laved over him.

When the men pulled away, Roach found himself being hauled up from the couch and guided toward the exit of the bar, Soap and Ghost's hands on the small of his back to guide him.

When they arrived at the van that the men had arrived in, likely borrowed from their base, Soap tossed the keys to Ghost. Ghost raised an eyebrow at him, "Thought I was a shit driver?"

Soap herded Roach into the back of the van, following behind him quickly, "You are, but you'll get us there faster." Ghost got into the driver's seat with no further complaint.

The drive was a bit of a blur for Roach, his mouth locked in a heated kiss with Soap's practically the entire way there. Soap had muttered something about "keeping him distracted" and he'd found himself practically laid back on the seat of the van, Soap between his legs ravaging his mouth.

The men managed to, mostly, keep their hands to themselves on their way up to Roach's hotel room, but as soon as the door to the room was unlocked they were back on him.

The door closed behind them with a loud thud, but Roach couldn't focus on that, he could only focus on the sensations that seemed to be surrounding him. He was pressed tight between the two men, enough that he could feel their growing arousal pressed against him.

Soap was in front of him, his hands working on the button and zipper of their pants as his mouth sucked dark marks onto the skin of Roach's neck. Ghost was pressed up behind him, his hands teasing Roach's nipples under his shirt as the two explored each other's mouths.

Roach could only pant against their mouths, little moans and whines escaping his throat at the overwhelming feelings surrounding him. "The things we want to do to you," Soap muttered against his neck, "Fuck, the things we're going to do to you." His hand finally slipped under the waistband of his trousers and Roach could do nothing but let the two men take him apart however they saw fit.

Roach woke up in the morning pressed between two warm bodies. His lower half felt delightfully sore and there were bruising marks that traced over his entire body.

He managed to shakily extract himself from the bed and stumble to the bathroom. He had to use the wall as help several times, a fact that left his face feeling bright red. Still, he made it to the bathroom where he could flick the light on and get a good look at himself.

He looked an absolute mess. Marks littered every inch of his skin, bruises in the shape of handprints painted his thighs and hips, his hair was its usual nest, and his lips were still a kissed-red color. He gave a little huff of embarrassment, but it was nothing that makeup and the right clothes wouldn't be able to cover for his show that night.

He stumbled back into the room, making his way over to the small phone as quickly and quietly as he could. His goal was to call in for room service for the three so that they could spend a bit longer in bed together, a thought that made him feel warm again.

He dialed the number quickly and only waited a second before someone picked up. "Room Service, how may we help you?"

"Hi, I'm in room 326-" Roach stopped suddenly, horror filling him.

"Sir?" Roach slammed the phone back down onto the receiver and slapped a hand over his mouth. After a moment he slowly removed it and tested his voice again.

As he spoke, he could feel his entire body turning red as embarrassment, horror, and an odd sense of satisfaction filled him. His voice was scratchy and broke with every word, his throat was delightfully sore from the abuse it had received the previous night. This was very much not good. Very not good at all. How was he supposed to tell his manager that he couldn't perform that night? How was he supposed to explain that he'd temporarily ruined his voice because he'd been too eager to please the men currently resting in his bed?

He cursed himself lowly. He'd fucked up and now he was going to have to make the most embarrassing phone call of his life.

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Character Intro: Damia (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Ms. Bare by some of the male deities in the pantheon

The Ambrosia Goddess by the people of Olympius

Dewy by Pan

Age- 43 (immortal)

Location- Hearthwood neighborhood, New Olympus

Personality- She's an endearing naturalist- wholeheartedly attached to the outside world with a deep love & respect for nature. She enjoys her time outdoors, either by herself or with company. She's also serene, earthy, and observant. She's pansexual & is polyamorous.

She has the standard abilities of a goddess except shapeshifting. As the goddess of naturalness her other powers/abilities include ambrosia generation/manipulation, photokinesis, absolute restoration (restoring something back to its natural state), purification, energy matter manipulation, dew generation/manipulation, vitakinesis (healing), limited ecokinesis (nature manipulation), feromonikinesis (pheromone manipulation), limited cosmetic manipulation, and feromonigenesis (pheromone generation).

Damia splits her time between New Olympus & the state of Arcadia.

Her primary abode is her cottage in the Hearthwood neighborhood of New Olympus. The interior design is naturalistic with wood flooring, bamboo shades on the windows, stone countertops & wood cabinets in the kitchen, various woodland plants and flowers hanging from the ceiling, cotton, linen, & vegan leather furniture, as well as jute, wicker, and rattan furniture pieces. The color scheme is sage, cream, brown, forest green, & beige. In the backyard there's a small stone-lined freshwater pool, a garden, a compost pile, and a small greenhouse.

Damia has a plethora of pets! Birds such as cockatiels, canaries, lovebirds, parakeets, & greenfinches. There's also a tabby cat named Moss and two yorkshire terriers named Oat & Barley.

She primarily gets around by riding her bike, walking, and public transportation.

In Arcadia, Damia will stay at the commune of her friend/lover Pan (god of the wild, satyrs, shepherds, & rustic music).

She'll usually start off her mornings with an at-home session with her acupuncturist followed by an extended class of hatha yoga at the Zenesphere yoga studio.

She's fluent in Old Greek and Minoan.

When Damia bathes, she likes using her own vegan cruelty-free soap bars. Her personal favorite scents are the bergamot-mandarin & the clover-aloe. If Damia's not going anywhere or is planning to stay at home for a while, she can go a few days without bathing or showering.

While wearing clothes, more often than not, she doesn't wear undergarments- like a bra & panties. At home and when she's sleeping, she's nude.

Damia is a disciplined vegan. She doesn't eat food or use products derived from animals. All her clothes are vegan too, bought from ethical vegan fashion brands. Staples of vegan clothing include the use of fabrics like hemp, cotton, bamboo, soya-bean fiber, & banana wool. This also includes faux leather as well as ethical and sustainable jewelry. She's also a dedicated recycler!

A typical breakfast for her is a big bowl of Earthly Harvest rice cereal with coconut milk. She also enjoys the Golly Grains fruit medley cereal, roasted corn avocado toast, sweet sesame tahini oatmeal (topped with sliced apricot, toasted pistachios, & pomegranate seeds), chia pudding, and oat flour pancakes (topped with sliced bananas & organic coconut syrup). She's also a fan of the vegan breakfast burrito from The Bread Box (added with scrambled tofu, mushrooms, roasted sweet potatoes, and creamy tahini sauce).

She's a fan of wearing body jewelry!

A notable physical feature of Damia are her long dark brown dreadlocs. She likes decorating them with shells, hair cuffs, hair wires, & hair jewelry. She swears by the Hairology soap free shea butter shampoo bar, the Olmorfia clarifying detox shampoo, as well as the Glory's Crown castor oil deep conditioner and healthy hair oil blend.

Her fashion style is totally bohemian. Staples in her closet include oversized sunglasses, shawls, ties, & headbands, eclectic prints, flowy maxi skirts and dresses, halter tops, peasant blouses, tube tops, as well as quirkly embellishments. Damia's favorite fashion brand that focuses on the bohemian style (and is also ethical & vegan) is Olive + Willow, started by a dryad fashion designer named Wren Evergreen who she's also friends with!

A go-to drink for her is a lychee martini. She also likes mineral water, aloe vera juice, coconut milk, orange juice, coconut water, lychee juice, sparkling mint infused water, ginger ale, pomegranate juice, gin martinis, good farmer cocktails, peartinis, shirley temples, her homemade spiced strawberry-goji berry smoothies, botanical beer, cashew milk, & honeydew martinis. Usuals from The Roasted Bean includes a small chestnut praline almondmilk latte, a large iced green tea, and an olympian sized grapefruit-ginger splash.

Damia makes her own plant based vegan butter.

In the pantheon, she's known for her tasty homemade granola.

The superfood salad along with a small spinach soup is her go-to order at The Bread Box.

Damia typically doesn't wear makeup. She firmly believes that makeup should accentuate one's beauty, not cover it. When she's in the mood to wear cosmetics, Damia is a fan of the makeup brand Apothecary, created by Hygieia (goddess of hygiene & cleanliness). Her go-to products to use are the illuminating super gel lightweight dewy highlighter, the hydro grip hydrating makeup primer, the talc-free brightening blush in the shade "Blessed", the shine on non-sticky lip gloss in the shade "Almond", the super skin tint sunscreen foundation in the shade "Caramel Sugar" (a medium shade with golden olive undertones), and the non-toxic cruelty free nail polish color "Sugar Cookie," a sheer cream shade.

She loves snacking on air fried plantain chips.

Damia had a full frontal spread in the men's magazine owned by Zeus (god of the sky, thunder, & lightning). A lot of beings considered it daring when her thick unshaved pubic hair was shown in the nude shoots. She doesn't understand the discord her photos started up on Fatestagram.

She has quite the book collection on botany and anthropology.

Her primary means of income comes from teaching environmental science at New Olympus University. She also writes for the beauty section in Vital Essence magazine. With her own personal endeavors, Damia owns a small all-natural shop in the Hearthwood neighborhood called Oasis. Products sold there include protein powders, nutritional supplements, artisinal body products (like raw cocoa & shea butter), and even healing crystals. The store has its own official website.

A guilty pleasure for her are vegan spring rolls with peanut dipping sauce. She gets them at Garden Gatherings, a vegan restaurant owned by Pasithea (goddess of hallucinations & relaxation).

Damia's best friend in the entire pantheon is Nymphe (goddess of self-care). They call, text, & hang out with each other all the time. She's also good friends with Nárkosi (goddess of sedation), Demeter (goddess of the harvest & agriculture), Ichnaea (goddess of tracking), Spermo (goddess of grains), Kópros (god of manure & excrement), Hesychia (goddess of quiet, stillness, rest, & silence), Aegle (goddess of good health), Pherusa (goddess of substance & farm estates), Epione (goddess of soothing pain), Thilasmós (goddess of nursing), Elais (goddess of oil), Apheleia (goddess of simplicity), The Ourea (esteemed mountain gods), Corymbus (Cory) (god of the ivy), Anatole (goddess of sunrise), Gymnasia (goddess of excercise & gymnastics), Elpis (goddess of hope), Sponde (goddess of libations), Philotes (goddess of sex, friendship, & affection), Sardo (one of The Nesoi), Hestia (goddess of the hearth), and Priapus (god of fertility, vegetable gardens, livestock, sexuality, & masculinity).

She greatly admires Gaia (goddess of the earth). She met the great goddess herself when she was invited to her estate in Meteora. Damia was more than happy when she was allowed to ride Gaia's dragon Gwyndern.

Her favorite frozen treat is dragonfruit sorbet.

Damia is a lover of Philotes and Priapus. Her current main lover is a lotus eater named Ambrose. They have had four ways a few times.

Her first lover was Cyamites (god of beans).

She can play the acoustic guitar, ukulele, mandolin, & conga drum.

A brand new business venture she's stepping into is a raw vegan restaurant called akatérgastos- scheduled to open up in the Queenstown neighborhood. The restuarant is currently in construction. The hopeful appeal is that everything served in the restaurant is vegan, non-dairy, and gluten free- with nothing being cooked over 120 degrees. Pan, Nymphe, & Priapus were financial backers. If the grand opening is a success, Damia plans for two more locations- in Arcadia and the Hearthwood neighborhood.

Her favorite dessert are the mini fruit medly tarts from Hollyhock's Bakery.

She once spent a long weekend at The Lytêrios Oasis (a nudist resort) with Nymphe, Sardo, Hesychia, and Philotes.

In her free time Damia enjoys gardening, sunbathing, reading, swimming, football (soccer), surfing, volleyball, going to flea markets, cloud surfing, meal prepping, hiking, mountain climbing, going to the spa, horseback riding, photography, sailing, bird watching, & making love.

Her favorite meal is spicy kale with coconut fried rice.

"Being natural isn't a statement. It's the closest thing you can get to being yourself."

[hekateinhell]

TW: suicide mention below

One extra thought on the Devil's Plaything AU that wouldn't fit in the replies. What if Lestat ran away from home with his boyfriend Nicki to the US, but lost him after he just disappeared in a suspected suicide, and that's why he becomes so obsessed with finding Louis again after their encounter since they look so alike and Lestat is losing his mind with grief.

When Armand finds Lestat he is in this extremely rough,lost, impulsive and self-destructive place and being with Armand helps give him some focus and structure again and helps him refocus on his goals (not to say that it's the healthiest thing all the time). For extra drama, what if it turns out that Nicki answered one of Armand's calls for those no longer interested in continuing with life one night.

What if that's an additional reason Armand feels so much towards Lestat when they first meet, he'd first seen Lestat through the eyes of someone who loved him during the very same act that practically ruined Lestat's life and sent him off the rails. So he feels extra responsibility to make things right and make Lestat happy, though as we see with Daniel he doesn't always know how best to moderate that with the health and wellbeing of his human lovers/pets.

Then of course there is the drama of what happens if Lestat finds out. Maybe Armand kept something he found in Nicki's pocket that was a gift from Lestat, and Lestat finds it and puts 2 and 2 together.

It's all getting very soap opera, this is what happens when I think about these guys first thing in the morning haha

Part I of the mortal!Lestat/Armand AU is here, for context.

Besides myself at you for introducing this much angst into the AU... Like, of course, that's what initially caught his eye when he saw Louis.

Suppose Lestat even managed to snap a photo of Louis in the bar where they met and he's so blindly fixated on tracking him down that he's taking out a page in the newspapers (it was the '70s, people got away with a lot back then), phoning in radio stations during the "missing connection" segments, the whole nine—he's totally losing it. He's in a new country and the only person he had left in the world to rely on is dead and gone.

So Armand is in his flop post-Louis phase, aimlessly prowling around when he happens to see a discarded newspaper on a park bench one night and randomly picks it up to see Louis's photograph alongside Lestat's contact information. How could Louis be so careless? Why was a mortal seeking out one of their kind? Did he have any idea the nature of the creature he sought? And Lestat... the name of the beautiful, golden-haired young man that had all but glowed like the long-forgotten warm summer sunshine in the dark, tortured mind of his victim a couple weeks prior. Could it be?

Of course, Armand needs to gather himself and it takes him approximately three days and nights to do so. He wakes up on the fourth night, having decided to let things lie, and perhaps move on to another city, when he hears Lestat's voice for the first time coming through the radio of a car stopped at a red light. Doesn't realize it's the same person from the paper until he gives his name and it matches the one Armand read... it's such a unique name too, it can only be him. And his heavily accented voice is so young and pleading and desperate.

He's begging someone, anyone to reach out to him if they know the person he's describing.

So someone, anyone does.

It's not hard for Armand to track Lestat down to his crappy little studio apartment where he's drinking heavily and enters through Lestat's open kitchen window like the wraith from the netherworld that he is.

Lestat promptly has one of those cartoon moments where he holds up the liquor bottle and considers that perhaps he's had a little too much to drink. That passes quickly and he's understandably terrified; Armand is more viciously curious and not caring at all about the shock to a human being that revealing himself as a fucking vampire would trigger. He's thinking he'd figure out how a mortal had been allowed to survive an encounter with Louis (and furthermore, run his mouth about it). And he's also more than a little angry and resentful at having had all his repressed memories of Marius come bubbling to the surface ever since he saw Lestat in Nicki's final moments.

But then he takes in Lestat's appearance and it's a knife through the heart and suddenly, without Lestat ever knowing it, Armand's at his complete and utter mercy by virtue of Lestat looking like the veritable son of Marius. Armand thought he was prepared but to see it right in front of him... He frantically catalogs Lestat's features and pries through the turmoil and confusion in his mind to see into his soul, and instantly decides he wants this human for himself.

Lestat's in a proper state though; this isn't Daniel looking for a fun story and being charmed by a gentleman vampire to be eased into accepting the supernatural as part of the reality. This was feral Armand climbing through a six-story window and standing over Lestat like the Angel of Death. It's nothing a simple illusion can't fix (Armand doesn't want him hysterical) and within moments Lestat's docile and sweet and silent while Armand recalibrates, tucking Lestat's curls behind his ears and cleaning him up on autopilot.

It's terrifying—the fierce and abrupt protective instinct that over takes him—knowing right then and there this one would be different than all the other pets.

He talks to Lestat softly, as though he were soothing an infant, as he gradually lessens the illusion bit-by-bit. Tells him Louis is no ordinary man, reminds Lestat that he put out a call for "somebody, anybody" and Armand's answered it. No need to think any further on Louis, however, he's lost to himself. Armand's here, and he wants him. Says he'll give Lestat everything he's ever wanted in this life and more—he's already looked into his heart and seen his wildest hopes and dreams, and he'll give him whatever he desires but Lestat has to do something for him first.

At this point, Lestat's come back into himself and sobered up as much as he's going to under the circumstances, and he's convinced the devil himself has come to offer him a deal.

"And what could you possibly want?" Lestat counters, because he's got a touch of attitude even when talking to the devil. And Armand offers, "You will be my teacher in this new era. You will teach me the ways of the century. You will belong to me. Then you have my word that I will grant you whatever your heart has ever desired, tenfold."

Lestat can't resist, "And if I refuse?" That's when Armand smiles his beautiful, fanged smile and shakes his head, saying, "We both know that you won't."

Then everything I mentioned in Part I takes place, etc etc. It's fairly smooth sailing, like I said—they have no reason to argue. I love what you said in the comments of the other post about Lestat having his own aspirations and ambitions separate from Armand, because yes he would! He's not simply living in Armand's world and going along with his whims, it's a mutual intertwining.

Daniel was all swept up in wanting to be a vampire and wanting a vampire, human life in itself held no interest to him.

Canon!Lestat loved humanity. When Magus told him to ask for the Dark Gift, he said 'no' repeatedly. So yes, I think in this AU, he would definitely insist that Armand provide X in exchange for Y, Armand would love the challenge and enjoy seeing him happy and satisfied with mortal pleasures and achievements.

Like an indulgent owner giving their most favorite cat a treat.

Now for that final nugget of drama you mentioned... let's presume Armand took a ring off Nicki that caught his eye that fateful night. A ring that Lestat had given him, and something Armand had kept with his few trinkets in his coffin until he'd made a permanent home with Lestat on their West Coast island. Armand hadn't realized the significance of it, hadn't counted on Lestat recognizing it since his memories pre-Armand were largely muddled due to his lifestyle and gorging on vamp blood nightly, and so he was careless in placing it in the jewelry box in the massive bedroom they shared for a few hour precious every night.

Understandably, Lestat falls to pieces at the realization and the horror of it all, full on existential crisis a la TVL, everything. This would their first real fight, in which Lestat calls Armand all kinds of names like "you monstrous, repulsive, demon from hell!" and at least several others. Armand breaks down and cries and tells Lestat that at least Nicki died a quick, merciful, painless death; by far the kindest option from anything he would have done to himself. Lestat cusses him out yet again and insists that he doesn't believe him, so Armand offers to let him see it in his blood if it would bring him any closure (Armand doesn't know that much about humans, remember... this is hardly the best idea).

Lestat accepts Armand's offer and is horrified to see in stark clarity Nicki's final moments, and also overwhelmed by the outpour of love he feels from Armand and Armand's own pain underlying it all. He pulls off and falls into a fitful sleep before waking up the next day close to dusk. Yet Armand is nowhere to be found. He's never missed a night with Lestat since he'd climbed through that window in the old apartment and it never occurred to him that Armand just wouldn't appear one day. Every single one of his childhood abandonment issues comes surging to the surface, compounded with the renewed grief of losing Nicki.

By the second night and no sign of Armand, Lestat's pacing the mansion and the beach outside their front door, screaming Armand's name at the top of his lungs like a crazy person, willing him to appear like the apparition that he is.

And he does, silent and repentant. Lestat's not sure that he forgives him yet, that he can forgive him, but nonetheless he clings to him and bends down to bury his face against the cold, dead skin of Armand's throat and swears up and down that he does. Tries to say something about predestiny, that he always knew deep down Nicki wasn't going to be okay, so on.

Eventually, he believes it (because what choice does he have?) and life goes on (for now).

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Use Baking Soda: If your rug starts to smell, sprinkle some baking soda over the surface, let it sit for a few hours, and then vacuum it up. Baking soda neutralizes odors and leaves your handmade woven rug smelling fresh.

4. Professional Cleaning Services

While regular cleaning is essential, professional cleaning is necessary for deeper maintenance. If your handmade woven rug is stained, heavily soiled, or simply needs a deep refresh, it's worth investing in professional care. Professional cleaners have the expertise to handle delicate woven rugs, preventing any damage that might occur with DIY cleaning.

Make sure to choose a professional who specializes in handmade woven rugs, as they will understand the nuances of different materials and constructions. You can also ask about eco-friendly cleaning methods, as many rug cleaners now offer green alternatives that are gentle on both the environment and the fibers of your rug.

5. Preventing Damage from Pets

Pets can sometimes be a source of trouble for your handmade woven rugs. Whether it’s shedding fur, claws causing snags, or accidents, pets can leave their mark on your rug. Here are some ways to protect your rug from pet damage:

Trim Your Pet’s Nails: Regularly trim your pet’s claws to reduce the risk of snags. If your pet has a tendency to scratch, consider placing your rug in an area that’s less accessible to them.

Use a Rug Pad: A rug pad underneath your handmade woven rug not only helps it stay in place but also provides an extra layer of protection from potential damage caused by pets. It also helps preserve the rug’s shape and prevents it from slipping.

6. Storing Your Handmade Woven Rug

If you need to store your handmade woven rug for a while—whether due to seasonal changes or moving—proper storage is key to maintaining its quality. Here’s how you can store your rug:

Roll, Don’t Fold: When storing a handmade woven rug, always roll it rather than folding it. Folding can create permanent creases and distort the shape of the rug.

Store in a Cool, Dry Place: Store your rug in a cool, dry environment, away from direct sunlight and humidity. A storage bag specifically designed for rugs can help protect it from dust, dirt, and pests.

Use Moth Repellents: Natural fibers like wool can attract moths and insects. To prevent damage, consider using moth repellents such as cedar blocks or lavender sachets in the storage area.

7. Handling Rug Wear and Tear

Even the highest quality handmade woven rug can experience wear and tear over time, especially if it’s placed in a high-traffic area. Here’s how to address common rug issues:

Address Frayed Edges Promptly: If you notice that the edges of your handmade woven rug are fraying, trim any loose threads carefully with scissors. Avoid pulling them out, as this could unravel the rug further.

Reweaving for Damage: If your rug has a serious tear or hole, consider professional reweaving. Many rug specialists can expertly restore the damaged area, allowing your handmade woven rug to look like new again.

8. Choosing the Right Rug Pad

A quality rug pad is essential for the longevity of your handmade woven rug. Not only does it prevent slippage, but it also protects the rug from friction with the floor, which can cause premature wear. When selecting a rug pad, ensure it’s appropriate for your rug's material and the surface it’s placed on.

For instance, if your handmade woven rug is placed on a hardwood floor, choose a non-slip rug pad that prevents movement but doesn’t leave marks or damage the floor. For a thicker rug, a cushioned pad will provide extra comfort and protection.

Conclusion

Caring for and maintaining a handmade woven rug may seem like a challenge, but it’s actually simple with the right knowledge and attention. Regular cleaning, protection from the sun, proper storage, and professional care when needed will ensure that your rug retains its beauty for many years. By following these maintenance tips, you not only preserve the integrity of your handmade woven rug but also continue to enjoy its timeless beauty and charm.

Investing time and effort into caring for your handmade woven rug will reward you with a stunning piece that can be passed down for generations.

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Primal Chic Beauty Part Two: Beauty From Food... No, Really!

I was planning on doing this post a little later, after my introduction to my Paleo-based, but not strictly paleo diet and what I regularly have stocked in my fridge and pantry. However, I've gotten a few more asks recently about skincare, and this post got moved up in the content planner to now!

In this post, you'll learn about some pantry staples that can be utilized for skin care, a few basic recipes for skin care products, long-lasting tools that compliment homemade & natural skincare, and why making the switch can benefit you and the environment. I'll cover some at-home-created makeup at a later date, but you should know, it doesn't last very well and it's often easier to simply buy clean, natural makeup from a company specializing in it.

Something you need to know for this to make sense is that I consider my own diet Paleo-based, but it's not strictly paleo. This means I largely am eating unprocessed foods, I'm not playing with artificial sweeteners and using natural sweeteners sparingly (usually Honey or whole sugar cane), and have cut out unfermented dairy, and most grains & grain foods, with occasional rice & oat consumption & my weekly communion at Church. I personally advise anyone who's dealing with food and gut issues to start with an elimination diet such as FODMAP or a strict Paleo, and then gradually reintroduce foods & food groups to figure out what works for YOU! Whole30 is a great introduction to this concept.

So, with that out of the way, let's talk about making your own skincare and some things to keep in stock for skin care.

Stocking Up

Pantry Staples for DIY At-Home Skincare & Haircare:

𓃠 Avocados & Avocado Oil

𓃠 Coconut Oil

𓃠 Almond Oil

𓃠 Honey

𓃠 Unsweetened Greek Yogurt

𓃠 Cocoa Butter

𓃠 Eggs

𓃠 Lemons and/or Lemon Juice

𓃠 Jojoba Oil

𓃠 Shea Butter

𓃠 Oats

𓃠 Rice

𓃠 Milk (Goat or Whole Cow Milk)

𓃠 Beef Tallow

𓃠 Ghee

𓃠 Baking Soda

𓃠 Apple Cider Vinegar

𓃠 Dried Rose/Rose Hips

𓃠 Cacao Nibs

𓃠 Mugwort

𓃠 Green & Black Tea

𓃠 Orange Peels

𓃠 Calendula Flowers

𓃠 Catnip

𓃠 Dried Witch Hazel

𓃠 An Aloe Vera Plant

𓃠 Table Salt or Himalayan Salt

𓃠 Unrefined Sugar

Non-Food Ingredients:

𓃠 Aztec Clay

𓃠 Castile Soap (in liquid or bar form)

𓃠 Epsom Salts/ Magnesium Salts

𓃠 Essential Oils in your favorite scents, I recommend Lavender, Lemongrass, & Mint, if you don't have pets you can also do Tea Tree & Eucalyptus but they are Nephrotoxic (toxic to the kidneys) for Cats, Dogs, and some small animals such as ferrets.

There are some things I still recommend you purchase commercially such as:

𓃠 Toothpaste (I'm not here to talk the fluoride vs MI paste vs Ozone vs hydroxyapatite vs charcoal vs no anti-cavity measure debate, if it's requested I can do a breakdown on the pros and cons of all of them, but it's really not my area of expertise and I'd recommend talking to your doctor, dentist, and local complimentary or holistic dentist or doctor about your individual needs)

𓃠 Floss (if you can, opt for silk rather than plasticized floss, and rolls of floss over single-use floss picks, if you're dedicated to floss picks, aim for a bamboo or wooden handle instead of plastic)

𓃠 Mouthwash (I've found the homemade varieties of this do not sufficiently treat dry mouth or gum issues)

𓃠 Deodorant or Antiperspirant (Thai Crystal deodorant works very well as a non-antiperspirant option, and I recommend solid stick antiperspirants over aerosolized ones for your indoor air quality and lung health)

𓃠 Sunscreen (I have never found an effective DIY Sunscreen)

Tools:

𓃠 A Mortar and Pestle

𓃠 Boar or horse hair fan brush with wooden handle

𓃠 Glass bowls in multiple sizes (from a small spice bowl to a large bowl for doing facial steams)

𓃠 Measuring Cups (You can use your food ones, just make sure to wash them well)

𓃠 A stone roller and Gua Sha

𓃠 A small skincare spatula in stainless steel

𓃠 2 Small Spoons (spare stainless steal teaspoons work well)

𓃠 Wood & Boar Hair dry brush

𓃠 Undyed, untreated Cotton Washcloths & Hand Towels

𓃠 Mesh Tea Infuser Ball

𓃠 A small spice wisk

Recipes:

A Sample Routine:

𓃠 Start with a Coconut & Almond Oil Cleanse (about 1/2 tablespoon of coconut oil & Almond Oil to desired texture) apply to dampened skin with hands, rinse with lukewarm to hot water

Tip: Utilize a reusable cotton round moistened with a bit more of the above oil cleanser to wipe away stubborn eye makeup

𓃠 Soak a cotton hand towel with water that is as hot as you can tolerate, wring it out, and wrap around the face, leaving the nostrils exposed, leave on until towel has cooled.

𓃠 Combine 3 drops of Liquid castile soap with 1-2 tablespoons of warm water into a small glass dish, work into a foam with a fan brush or whisk, then apply to face with either hands or a reusable face scrub sponge or applicator. Rinse with Warm water

𓃠 If dealing with redness, puffiness, or inflamed skin, prepare a large glass bowl with ice and cold water, dip face for as long as tolerable 2-5 times.

𓃠 Dry the face, and utilize a small boar bristle dry brush to gently exfoliate the skin with light pressure, working away from the nose towards the outside of the face.

𓃠 Utilize a Rose & Witch Hazel Green Tea toner for the face (Steep Green Tea, dried rose petals, & witch hazel in distilled water for 3-5 minutes, allow to cool, and store in an amber colored glass spray bottle or dropper top bottle, store in the refrigerator for longer shelf life & a more cooling effect)

𓃠 Apply 2-4 drops of a preferred liquid oil such as almond or jojoba to the face, the amount should be enough to provide glide for a Gua Sha to run across the face

𓃠 Do a gua sha massage, paying attention to the forehead, the hollows of the cheeks/cheekbones, and the jawline, and any areas of tension, you can also utilize a mushroom shaped stone to work tension out of the temples or TMJ.

𓃠 Moisturize with a preferred semisolid fat such as Ghee, Tallow, Coconut Oil, and utilize a facial roller until absorbed, for the eyes, gently heat your preferred semisolid fat until it is liquid or near liquid between your finger tips, and apply gently with the ring fingers.

𓃠 Utilize a face roller to assist in absorption of your semisolid fat moisturizer

Avocado, & Oat Hydration Mask

𓃠 Materials: 1/2 Avocado, 1/4 cup of rolled oats, 1/8 cup goats milk or yogurt, 1 tablespoon honey, a mortar and pestle

𓃠 Remove the skin of the 1/2 avocado and Mash thoroughly with food processor or mortar and pestle, once thoroughly mashed, add honey, & milk or yogurt, whisk together until thoroughly combined, and add oats, folding gently to combine, apply to face excluding the eye area and let sit for 15-30 minutes. Avocado and honey can also be utilized as an under eye pack for a similar duration to help with dry, tired under eyes.

Inflamed Skin Honey Helper (I use this for acne and post-sun burn relief)

𓃠 Combine equal parts honey, goat's milk, and aloe vera and mix until thoroughly incorporated, apply to dry, itchy areas of the skin, and leave on for up to an hour

Body Scrub

Combine 1/2 cup of Epsom salts with 1/4 cup unrefined sugar & 1/4 cup of Himalayan salt and mix well, add 1/4 cup of preferred carrier oil such as jojoba, almond, or avocado oil, 1 tablespoon of Mugwort, and 10-20 drops of Lemongrass or Lavender Essential Oil, store in a sealable glass jar (such as a mason jar or a bale wire jar) in a cool, dark place until ready to use.

Apply with light pressure using the hands to exfoliate the body or as a pre-shave scrub

This also works very well on sore joints as a sort of pre-bath pack or wet-bandage by slathering it on thick to a dampened joint and surrounding the affected joint with a hot towel for 20-30 minutes to draw out heat and inflammation from arthritic joints.

There will be videos for these coming out as I hit the point of needing to remake them and I'll keep you all updated on how to watch those once I figure out some new platforms post tiktok ban and my leaving meta.

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