#summer body lotion for dry skin

[budsandberries]

Why Body Lotion and Sunscreen Equally Important in Summer? 

Using both body lotion and sunscreen is crucial because they serve distinct yet complementary purposes in maintaining healthy skin, particularly during the summer months. Body lotion keeps the skin hydrated, nourished, and protected from dryness, while sunscreen shields it from harmful UV rays that can cause sunburn, premature aging, and skin cancer. 

Summer Body Lotion for Dry Skin: When selecting a body lotion for summer, especially for dry skin, it's crucial to opt for formulations specifically designed for the season's challenges. The best body lotion for summer will not only provide hydration but also offer protection against sun exposure, sweat, and humidity. Look for lotions that contain extra moisturizing properties to combat these effects, ensuring your skin remains hydrated, comfortable, and healthy throughout the hot weather. 

The Best Body Lotion for Summer: Look for body lotions designed for summer that offer hydration, sun protection, and soothing properties to address the unique challenges of the season. These formulations help keep your skin moisturized, healthy, and radiant even in sunny weather. 

Recommendation: Buds and Berries Body Lotion: I recommend using Buds and Berries Body Lotion for its natural ingredients, free from sulfates and parabens, making it gentle and safe for all skin types, including sensitive skin. This summer body lotion provides intense hydration, nourishment, and protection, keeping your skin moisturized, healthy, and radiant throughout the sunny season. 

[rafesslxt]

𝐒𝐋𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 | 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋

sfw headcanon | Enzo, Theodore, Mattheo, Draco

「 ✦ Headcanon about how their girlfriends would smell, what they would use + their reaction to it. ✦ 」

words: 1,2k

aesthetic: 🛁🧴🧖🏼‍♀️🧺🫧

Enzo:

coconut ☁️🥥🧴🌴🐚

haircare; coconut milk shampoo & conditioner by ogx

bodycare; coco cabana body wash and body cream by sol de janeiro

perfume/bodyspray; coco cabana body spray by sol de janeiro and coconut passion by Victorias Secret

It all began when you and the Slytherin Gang would chill in your common room late at night. Your sister had send you a package with some new products from the muggle world form a brand you really liked. You let yourself fall back into the couch where your boyfriend Enzo pulled you between his legs, so your back was against his chest. Not even a minute after he smelled your hair and his eyes widened as if he just pulled a line of coke he asked, "Baby, what is it that your hair smells so good?" He starts sniffing your hair like a dog and you giggle, your cheeks blushing. "My sister sent this to me the other day. A few products from the muggle world that I wanted to try. It's the brand I told you about a few days ago." He tried to listen to you but was totally consumed by the new smell. "Here, smell this." you grin and hold your arm in front of his nose. "What is– oh god damn.." The smell of coconut made it's way through his nose right to his brain. "It's a new body lotion and two body spray's I mixed so–" But before you could finish your sentence he pulled you with him up from the couch and pushed you towards his dorm. "Uhu you can tell me all about it once I'm ready with you."

Theodore:

pistachio & salted caramel 🍂🌞🍯🌰🧸

bodycare: body lotion and wash nr. 62 by sol de janeiro

lips: salted caramel lip balm by rhode skin

perfume/bodyspray: bodyspray nr. 62 by sol de janeiro or Casablanca Swiss Arabian perfume

His obsession with your smell started when you came back from your summer holiday's with your parents in the muggle world. You showed him what you brought back there, doing a little haul in front of him and your friends. They knew how much you loved to show the your new things every time you got back so they sat there and listened to your happy voice. "Oh and I almost forgot! I got these new things from a brand called 'sol de Janeiro' it's supposed to smell like pistachio and salted caramel. It's smells delicious really." You handed the items around and your friends smelled on the lotions and sprays. They all told you how good and yummy it smelled, smiling at the scent. When they finally passed it to your boyfriend, he took a smell and his eyes widened immediately. "Oh Mia cara this smells— oh dio aiutami." He pulled you closer to him and sprayed the bodyspray on your skin, waiting a few seconds before it dry's and he pulls your arm in front of his nose. "Oh principessa, this smells even more devine on your skin." "I'm glad you like it, Teddy." you smile at him and giggle. He puts more on you, on your bare legs, your arms, your chest and neck. "Baby we need to go." he suddenly urges and try's to pull you away from your friends who look knowingly at your boyfriend. He leans down to your ear and whispers into it, "It turns me on so fucking much sweetheart. And If you don't come with me right now I'm gonna take you over this couch."

Mattheo:

vanilla 🍦☁️🧁🧸🍨

bodycare: vanilla shea butter body wash and body lotion by dove

lips: laneige vanilla sleeping mask

perfume/bodyspray: Vanilla 28 perfume by kayali and Vanilla bodyspray by Victorias Secret

Mattheo really tried his best to be a good shopping partner but after the hundreth shop you walked through, he barely could comprehend anything you said. "Oh look a drugstore! I need a few new things. I wanna change my scent." His eyebrows shot up. "New scent? In like, new perfume?" You nodded your head and walked inside, your eyes already on a few products. "Yes and also my showering routine has to change so the smell matched the perfume." he looked at you in confusion. What do you mean your shower routine has to change? Just shower, right? "Hmm I'm thinking since it's getting a bit colder I'm gonna go for something less fruity." You browse through the shelves of the store until you find something to fill your basket. "And?" he asked lazily, looking at the new items. "Vanilla." you proudly smile at him, taking one of the bottles and opening the cap. "Here, smell it." You hold it in front of his nose and he takes a little sniff, his face soon changing into utterly confusion. "Wait–" he mumbles when you're about to pull the bottle away. He takes it out of your hand and smells it again, then the rest in your basket. "Oh baby, If you're gonna smell like this I'm eating you up as soon as you leave the shower." he smirks at you. You roll your eyes but can't help the giggle that leaves your mouth. "What are you doing?" you question your boyfriend when he starts walking through the store on his own. "Finding more of this vanilla stuff!"

Draco:

fruity 🍊🍋🌞✨🍹

haircare: mehr shampoo and conditioner by rituals

bodycare: mehr body scrub, shower foam and dry oil by rituals

perfume/bodyspray: body mist mehr by rituals or orange soleia by guerlain

Draco couldn't understand what got you so obsessed with muggle things until you showed him your newest treasure. "So you've been in this dirty muggle world to buy what? Showergel?"he mocks you a bit when he sees all of your new stuff spread around you on the bed. You roll your eyes at him and scoff. "Oh don't be so grumpy Dray, this smells really good. You'll love it." He sighs and sits down at the edge of your bed, his eyes scanning all of the products. "Looks pretty.." he admits in a quiet mumble but you still heard it. "I know! It's on the more luxury side and like a whole new brand! It's supposed to smell like orange and sandalwood." "Sandalwood? You wanna smell like a forest?" "Dracooo stop mocking me, please. Try it and tell me how you like it, seriously." You pull off the cap of your new bodyspray and spritz it on your wrist, holding it in front of his nose. You studied his face to see a reaction, but nothing. "Draco? Don't you like it? I chose something fruity because I know you li–" but before you could finish your sentence, you were pulled up from your bed. "Dray, what are you doing?" "We're gonna take a shower, right now." "Oh so you like the stuff from 'the dirty muggle world', huh?" Now you were the one who mocked him and made him roll his eyes but in his opinion it was worth it. "Yeah yeah, we'll see who's gonna laugh when I am ready with you, darling." And just like that your smile dropped to your panties.

sooo this is something different let me know If you liked it ☁️✨

also got inspired by a post from @ahqkas and how Theodore would love your vanilla scent. 🍦

+ i swear the rituals of mehr is SO freaking good! I worked at a rituals shop and it‘s so worth it 🍊

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[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Heat on your skin

Written for the June pop-up challenge of the @steddieholidaydrabbles

Prompt: summer

Rated: E

Tags: Established relationship; Sunburn; Dom!Steve; Sub!Eddie; Dry humping; Thigh fucking; Lotion as lube; Anal sex; Orgasm denial

Notes: Mickala said "anything you might do in summer" and my brain went "lather your badly sunburnt beau in lotion, then fuck him until he goes cross-eyed". You're all welcome.

“Impressive. I didn't know skin could turn that color.” 

Eddie unburies his sweaty face from the pillow to glower at his boyfriend. Steve is standing beside the bed, topless and perfect. His hair, still damp and disheveled, is alight with golden highlights. His skin is bronzed, a delicate flush blooming on his chest and cheekbones. He's flipping a bottle of lotion in one hand, eyeing Eddie’s shoulders and back. His expression is teetering between horror and fascination. 

“Go ahead,” Eddie grumbles. “Ogle me like I'm some circus freak. Sun-kissed bastard.” 

If the sun kissed Steve, it punched Eddie square in the teeth. Swept out his feet from under him as he went down, then kicked him in the ribs before stepping over his limp body and walking away, laughing at his misery. 

Steve chuckles. The bed dips as he straddles Eddie’s thighs. 

“To be fair, I told you to put on sunscreen. Which you not only refused to do-” 

“Because it's sticky, gross and smells horrible.” 

“But also,” Steve continues. The bottle plops as he uncaps it. “You fell asleep.” 

“And you didn't wake me,” Eddie gripes. “I think we're both to blame, at least a- fuck, what's that?” 

“Aloe,” Steve says. He sets the bottle down on the mattress, then starts spreading the cold gel between Eddie’s shoulders. “It might sting a little, but it'll help. Quit squirming.” 

It doesn't just sting a little, it burns like a bitch. Eddie fists his hands into the pillow and tries taking slow, measured breaths, but can't keep his shoulders from twitching. 

“I said,” Steve rumbles. “Hold still.” 

The touch of his hands stays featherlight, but his stance shifts, trapping Eddie a little more firmly against the mattress. Through the thin fabric of their swim shorts, Eddie can feel Steve’s cock pressing against his thigh. He exhales a long breath, forcing himself to go limp and pliant under those hands. 

“There you go,” Steve hums. “Good boy.” 

Eddie’s own cock twitches against the sheets. 

Steve takes his sweet time with him, working his way down his back. After a while, the burnt skin begins to feel cooler in the wake of his touch. Eddie sighs, letting himself drift on the sweet relief of it - and on the different, more urgent heat that’s building at the base of his spine. Steve notices, because of course he does, the sly little fucker. 

“Shhh, baby,” he soothes. His fingers are painting little circles over Eddie’s hip bones now, brushing the seams of his shorts almost as if by accident. Eddie lets out a shaky moan, and Steve rolls his hips, slow and languid, cock slotting between Eddie’s thighs. “Let me make you feel good, yeah?” 

“Shit,” Eddie breathes. And if it comes out more whimper than word? And if he sounds all desperate and pathetic, positively wrecked even though they’re both not even fully naked? So what? He’s red as a lobster, his skin will probably start coming off in flakes by tomorrow, and his perfect greek god of a boyfriend is slowly fucking his thighs through their shorts. He thinks he deserves to be cut some slack here. “Stevie, I’m not sure I can do that with my back. I can hardly even move, man.” 

“Told you, Eds,” Steve murmurs, and shifts his weight again. Eddie gasps as his shorts are yanked down, all the way to the hollows of his knees. “Don't want you to move.” 

Sun-warmed lips trace the base of his spine, only to be replaced by Steve’s fingers again, slick and wet with lotion. 

“And I'm not gonna touch your back,” Steve promises, voice tender and soothing as a caress. One of those large hands settles on Eddie’s hip. “I'm just gonna hold you in place like this and fuck you into this mattress, nice and slow. Would you like that?” 

“Yes,” Eddie sighs, as Steve starts to carefully open him up with one hand. “Oh God, Stevie, yes, please.” 

“Thought you'd say that,” Steve chuckles. “Always so greedy for me, aren't you?” 

How could he not be? How could he ever be anything but greedy for the care and attention that Steve showers him with? How could he ever be anything but desperate for the slow, delicious burn of being fucked open on those deft fingers. How could he ever do anything else but moan and shiver and beg for Steve’s cock as he finally lines himself up, grabbing Eddie’s hips on either side.

“Y’know,” he mutters as, after what feels like a beautiful eternity, Steve begins to move inside of him. He's starting to feel light-headed and tingly all over, and the words come out a bit slurred. “If this is what I get for forgetting my sunscreen, I might do it more often.” 

“Oh?” Steve laughs, all indulgent amusement. He snaps his hips sharply, once, before resuming his languid rhythm. Eddie moans as the motion squeezes at his hard, leaking dick, trapped between his own body weight and the mattress. “You sure about that?” 

“Huh?” Eddie wheezes. He's dizzy from the heat and drunk on Steve's touch, and he can’t fucking think straight. “What d’you mean?” 

“I mean,” Steve says, and picks up his pace. Eddie sucks in a sharp breath as the grip of those hands tightens, pulling him down a little deeper on Steve's cock with each thrust. “I said that I was gonna fuck you. I didn't say anything about letting you cum, did I?” 

“What the fuck?” Eddie squawks. “Oh no, Stevie, please, you're killing me here.” 

Steve tuts at him. 

“Don't be so dramatic, honey,” he scolds. The bed springs creak in time with his thrusts. “If you can take a little sunburn, blue balls won't kill you either, right?” 

And maybe the sun fried his head, and maybe Steve is slowly turning his brain into goo with each new thrust of his cock. The point is, Eddie can't really find the will to argue. 

[loveinhawkins]

Steve doesn’t think anything of it when he says it.

He’s lying on Robin’s bed, squished between a diverse collection of childhood teddy bears. Robin’s sat opposite him up by the headboard, her feet knocking against his knees; she’s massaging Pond’s cream into her elbows, and the room smells of cocoa butter.

Steve breathes in leisurely.

He thinks back to just a few months ago, when he’d first gotten the job at Scoops Ahoy—when he’d found out that his only co-worker was going to be a Robin Buckley: who the hell is she? he’d thought with a familiar carelessness, an echo from his junior year. Before the monsters. Before…

“Hey, Robin,” Steve begins. The words come slowly, like he’s wandering through the thought. “Do you ever think that, like… that it’s kinda crazy, y’know, how we ended up here?”

Robin pauses in her massaging. She gives him a dry look. “This is a pretty standard Sunday evening for me.”

Steve snorts. “Not like that, dickhead.”

Although maybe it is like that actually.

Maybe it’s about how he now watches Murder, She Wrote in the Buckley’s living room without Robin’s parents batting an eye; how they said he could join them for dinner beforehand, and then he kept showing up earlier and earlier to the point where him and Robin just spend the whole day together, and it’s never awkward, there’s no quips or whatever from her dad about them secretly being together; and maybe it feels sorta like a fairytale in the best way; maybe he feels a little like Laurie except he doesn’t want to propose to Jo.

And maybe it’s that the whole thing is just insane: that the entire goddamn trajectory of his life somehow took this wild turn, has made him land here, of all places, and he doesn’t even mean it in an asshole kind of way.

He means…

“Guess I’m just… just thinking. Like, it all kinda worked out, y’know?” Even as he says it, he knows it’s a risk—because they’ve not talked about Starcourt, not really, they’ve just talked around it, but this hardly counts, right? It’s just a joke, it’s just… “Yeah, I, um, got my head knocked around, but, it, uh, it meant I ended up here, so.”

He wants Robin to laugh—or at least, he thinks he does.

She doesn’t. She just goes very still.

He feels something twist in his gut; she’s got this way of looking at him, like he’s accidentally said more than what he thought he did.

“Steve.”

Robin crawls forward, clumsy and urgent. She grabs hold of his wrist. He feels the grease of body lotion as her thumb moves in tiny circles against his skin.

“That didn’t need to happen,” she says so seriously, and for some reason that’s almost the thing that does it, the thing that almost gets him to break on a slow Sunday evening in October, because whenever his stupid brain brings him back to July, to blood and pain and a deep, unimagineable fear, he tries to remember how it felt: how he laughed through it with Robin in a bathroom stall, and it would almost be enough to soothe the sting, that he could endure it, could endure anything so long as he could have this, please just let me have—

“We could’ve had the most boring summer of our lives,” Robin says, with a smile that’s a little sad, a little wistful, but always kind. “And I still would’ve…”

He hears them again, those words he’s been clinging to.

Listen to me, Steve. It's shocked me to my core, but I like you. I really like you.

“It just would’ve taken longer,” Robin finishes. Her eyes dart all over his face, and he suspects that he knows part of what she’s seeing: the ghosts of bruises. “Okay?”

For a moment, Steve can’t speak. “Okay.”

Robin shuffles up next to him, sitting right on top of one of her bears—“You’re squishing him,” Steve points out, to which Robin just snorts—and then she’s hugging him, maybe tighter than he’s ever been hugged before.

He lets his head fall forward and breathes.

They break apart eventually. If there’s a wet patch on her shirt, Robin doesn’t point it out—just says there’s cake for dessert, and she doesn’t move back to her spot, so her elbows are practically always in danger of catching Steve in the ribs.

And God, Steve tries to believe it: that he could have all of this without… That he could’ve always had it.

He tries.

[rosaspicypaper]

I wasn't even ten when my mother taught me to shave. It was exciting. I felt grown up. She explained to me, gently, that I would have a lot to get rid of for the rest of my life. We just had a lot of body hair, more than average. So, there I remember being a little girl, taking a blade to my skin every time I had to shower. A family hardly able to afford food for the week, but we still prioritized a razor for a child in the fifth grade. It grew everywhere, even thick and dark on my thighs. I took it all away, sometimes spending 15 minutes double checking myself to make sure I got every last one. And then, if I found I didn't once had I dried off, I'd get back in and finish the job, or do it dry to ensure I got it all, razor burn preferable to hair. It didn't stop there. I wasn't stupid. I knew the legs weren't the only place you didn't want to have body hair. Once I felt I had the hang of it, I started to shave my armpits. My belly. My chest. My pubic area. My arms. And, as a courtesy of the bones in my wrist, I eventually took out a chunk of flesh so deep and wide you can still see the scar over a decade later. My mom understood. She bandaged me up, and I maintained my routine. Middle school was harder. I kept it up, but kids saw through it. They called me a dog. I had to get rid of even more, I determined. Shaving my chest and my belly turned into waxing. I became self conscious of the dark hair on my cheeks and my jaw, my upper lip and what lay outside of an ideal brow shape. I ripped it all away, checking twice daily for hair I missed, and if I found any I had a pair of tweezers to help finish the job. I was, of course, introduced to the idea floating around online that women didn't have to remove their body hair. I agreed, I thought, that women could do whatever they wanted with their body hair! And if that was the case, I'd choose to keep getting rid of mine. We've all heard the same excuse parrotted around: "I just like the way it feels." And I did. Of course I did. I was used to the smooth skin and that baby soft feel, the validation and admiration that came with having a perfect, hairless...everything. I was okay with other women making the choice to have it because their choice wasn't going to make me feel otherly. I never genuinely understood how miserable it was to maintain the routine until my sophomore year of high school. It had become as second nature to me as brushing my teeth or washing my hair. But, I chose to stop shaving. Over the years, I would cave to the misery and get rid of it all over again, but eventually I'd let it grow out, and it was uncomfortable. It was scary. The prickling hair drove me crazy, the sandy feel of my legs making me squirm once it had grown out. I loathed putting lotion on. It felt like I had to use half the bottle just to get to my legs. Jeans in the summer until I couldn't stand it anymore, friends that flushed with embarrassment when we'd go to the pool. A mother pleading me to do it again, "for me". Struggling to find products that would work for me because women's hygiene isn't formulated with women's natural selves in mind... by now, I don't think I've shaved in over 4 years, and I certainly don't feel so otherly anymore. Was it the easy choice? Was it the comfortable one? Not at all, but I feel as though it was the necessary one.

[aaalanasblog]

the ultimate guide to glowy, clear skin

so your skin looks great with and without makeup for your summer glow up 🫶🏽

things you should never skip:

- double cleansing at night

- SPF 50 during the day

- spraying a mist before applying hydrating ingredients

- getting 6-8 hours of sleep every night

- washing your hands before touching your face

- washing your pillowcases, hair wraps, and bedding once a week

- using paper towel to dry your face

the main way to have glowy skin? maintaining the skin barrier.

Find everyday products with the following ingredients:

- prebiotics + probiotics

I always use the Axis-Y Biome Radiating Essence

- fatty acids, cholesterols, and ceramides

I always use the Stratia Lipid Gold Serum/Lotion and Aestura Cream

- hydrators: Glycerin, Hyaluronic Acid, Betaine, Panthenol

I always use the Hada Labo Hyaluronic Acid lotion and Mediheal NMF Ampoule Mask

- anti-inflammatories, antibacterials and antifungals: Propolis, Heartleaf, Centella Asiatica, Cica

I always use the Cosrx Propolis Ampoule and Abib Heartleaf Essence

the other part of having glowy skin? minimal texture, radiance, and clear pores.

These are things you’d use 1-2x a week:

- a surface exfoliator: Lactic Acid (darker-skin friendly; is also hydrating), Glycolic Acid

I always use the Paula’s Choice Lactic/Mandelic Acid exfoliator

- a deep exfoliator: Salicylic Acid, EX-07 enzyme, PHAs

I always use the numbuzin no.4 Pore Zero toner pad

- Vitamin A derivatives/alternatives: retinol, tretinoin, bakuchiol, resveratrol

I always use the 23 Years Old Bakuchiol A cream

You can use your surface and deep exfoliators together, but never mix an exfoliator with Vitamin A!

The biggest help to your skin being healthy and clear? Your diet.

EAT YOUR SKINCARE INGREDIENTS (not literally)

What’s going on inside your body reflects directly on your skin - from constipation, to period cycle stage, to lactose intolerance, and more.

The essentials:

• Collagen and Vitamin A

- BB LAB Collagen powder (also has hyaluronic acid and vitamin C)

- Grass-fed Gelatin Gummies

- Country Farms Super Reds

- Leafy Greens, Carrots, Pumpkin, Cantaloupe, Mango

• Prebiotics and Probiotics

- Country Farm Super Greens

- Seed Daily Synbiotic

- Kombucha

- Kefir

- Yogurt

• good ole H20 :)

- at least 64 ounces (8 cups) a day

Wanna keep your skincare routine simple? You’ll only need 5 things.

1. Oil Cleanser (PM only)

2. Gel/Milky Cleanser

3. an all-in-one toner (hydrates, nourishes, calms)

4. a great moisturizer (preferably with fatty acids and ceramides!)

5. SPF

Just make sure your diet, exercise routine, and sleep routine are the best they can be! 💘

[theereina]

Self-Care Starter Kit

Exfoliation

Tree Hut Shea Sugar Body Scrub Coconut Lime

Tree Hut Watermelon Shea Sugar Exfoliating & Hydrating Body

Dry Brushing Body Brush, POPCHOSE Natural Bristle Dry Skin Exfoliating Brush Body Scrub

Moisturization

eos Shea Better Body Lotion- Fresh & Cozy, 24-Hour Moisture Skin Care

CeraVe Daily Moisturizing Lotion for Dry Skin

NIVEA Shea Nourish Body Lotion, Dry Skin Lotion with Shea Butter

Eucerin Skin Calming Lotion - Full Body Lotion

Body/Feminine Wash

Dove Body Wash Deep Moisture, Sensitive Skin, Cucumber and Green Tea, and Shea Butter & Vanilla Collection 4 Count Skin Cleanser

Vagisil Feminine Wash for Intimate Area Hygiene, Unscented

Monistat Boric Acid Feminine Cleanser, Fragrance-Free Feminine Wash

Summer's Eve Fragrance-Free Gentle Daily All Over Feminine Body Wash

Skincare

Mighty Patch™ Original patch from Hero Cosmetics - Hydrocolloid Acne Pimple Patch

Bio-Oil Skincare Body Oil

Mario Badescu Facial Spray with Aloe, Herbs, and Rose Water

CeraVe Foaming Facial Cleanser

Books/Journals

Feeding the Soul (Because It's My Business): Finding Our Way to Joy, Love, and Freedom

Atomic Habits: An Easy & Proven Way to Build Good Habits & Break Bad Ones

The Four Agreements

The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life

The Mountain Is You: Transforming Self-Sabotage Into Self-Mastery

Self-Love & Self-Care | The Shadow Work Journal: 150 Prompts & Exercises

The Shadow Work Journal (Boho Themed): 150 Prompts & Exercises

The Self Improvement Journal: A Guided Prompt Journal for Beginners

Hot Pink Inner Child Shadow Work Journal with 100 prompts for beginners

Orange Shadow Work Journal with 100 prompts for beginners

Healthy Snacks

KIND Protein Bars, Variety Pack, Dark Chocolate Nut, Crunchy Peanut Butter

Quaker Rice Crisps, Gluten Free, 4 Flavor Sweet and Savory Variety Mix

*I may continue to add to this list and reblog it as I do.

**Thank you for any purchases made.

⬇

***Disclaimer: This list contains affiliate links that direct you to Amazon. Through purchases, I will earn a commission.

[yamiyamibleh]

shiggy headcanons: eczema edition ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

from a person with eczema who felt very seen ily tenko shimura you’re my real one

also if you don’t know what eczema is it’s a skin condition that makes your skin hella dried out all the time it doesn’t retain its moisture and with dry skin comes an itchy hell *scratches neck cutely*

◦ he smells musty and stinks, dabi’s smoke and his dust from decay make him smell ashy and smokey, like cigarette butts

◦ he doesn’t smile or make lots of expressions because it makes his dry ass skin crack and it hurts to do it

◦ he scratches his hands and fingers a lot especially when he’s playing games

◦ spinner notices shiggy scratching his hands during games and tries to minimize it by distracting him and shoving him lightly when he sees him reaching to itch

◦ spinner gifted him a small container of lotion that he saw in an abandoned store and shiggy uses it all up on his hands (he’s too afraid to try on his face because it burned the first time he tested on his cheek) when he runs out he’s too prideful to ask spinner if he has more and tries looking for the same brand in other stores

◦ he has bad dandruff and his scalp is full of bleeding and cracked skin and he tried to be funny once by ruffling his hair and saying ‘hey it’s the first snow’ (only twice was like ‘oi shigaraki that’s pretty funny’ then his other side said ‘ew that was gross’ and shiggy never tried it again. everyone else was dumbfounded and silent)

◦ the league doesn’t have easy access to showering and normal hygiene practices but shiggy would avoid showering and washing his hands anyways because it burns his skin

◦ toga made him wash his hands once and used hot water and it felt so good but after he dried his hands his skin felt 10x worse so he avoids water

◦ hates winter because it dries out his skin and hates summer because it makes him sweaty and more prone to itching and it irritates his skin

◦ toga tried to get him skincare products before but they burned him on the first use and he never tried again

◦ picks his dead skin (lips and hangnails around fingers) and eats it

◦ chews his nails and eats the dirt (guilty pleasure)

◦ actually hates having long nails because the itching is worse with them but he doesn’t have nail clippers available

◦ rubs at his dead skin absentmindedly because it feels satisfying

◦ when he was younger and his dead skin flaked onto mon chan’s fur, he would gently brush it off and try to avoid getting it on mon chan

◦ scratched off his eyebrows because the itching was so bad

◦ sometimes wished dabi had ice instead to numb his skin

◦ has had the urge multiple times to ask dabi to burn all his skin off during particularly bad eczema episodes

◦ he always wakes up with skin flakes all over his pillow and has to flip it over to the other side everyday (someone get him clean sheets pls)

◦ has trouble sleeping because his itching keeps him up

◦ dabi notices him itching himself in his sleep because it’s loud as hell and shoves him to make him stop (not out of the goodness of his heart it’s because the noise is annoying as fuck) (it helps a little anyways)

◦ desperately wants to buy skins for his lol main but doesn’t have a credit card to pay for it (he steals from someone off the street and puts them in generational debt with transactions from lol)

◦ scratches his neck furiously when he loses a game and can’t stop

◦ when he gets super regeneration it nullifies his eczema and gives him relief but erasure taking away regeneration also takes away the relief of not having irritated itchy skin so that’s why he gets extra pissed at aizawa and holds a grudge (so cool eraser!)

◦ the reason he gets mad easily is because his skin being itchy all the time makes him super irritable

◦ when he reawakens in the new body he feels more level headed and in control and he doesn’t have to worry about his skin, loves being able to show off his new body that’s not riddled with scratches and cracked skin

[madsmilfelsen]

I think Rust is neat and all but what drew me in was his HANDS. Idk how to explain it, but something about the way he holds things and articulates makes me just. Stare at them. Like I just Know he has rough hands

alright babe, you want to talk about his hands, let’s talk about his hands via timeline

Obviously living in the bush of Alaska requires a lot of manual labor to survive, skin rubbing raw inside leather gloves, blisters from splitting wood, scars from his knife slipping on salmon (v real, I used to filet 500 salmon a summer and baby…. yew, my left hand has gotten nicked more than once— Travis and Rust had a fish camp on the Copper River, probably across the bridge from Chitna and a touch north, and lived way up river between Slana and Nabesna bc I’m making all this up right now and I said so) etc etc so his hands well worn before he got out, moved back to Texas and meets Claire snared by his weirdo allure and bizarre way of handling things— Sophia comes along and I bet he was washing his hands like a maniac, dry as fuck, probably worried his rough hands might make her fussy so held her with her little swaddling blankets at first (compensated with A LOT of skin to skin time but that’s a different ask), carefully petting her hair with just the tips of his fingers, down the bridge of her nose to make her go to sleep. Sophia loved his hands (like mother like daughter fr) could be occupied when he took her fishing by just letting her sit in his lap to play with his fingers, try on his wedding ring, ask why his nails are shorter than mommy’s or why they aren’t soft like mommy’s, map his calluses, trace the lines of his palms until he set a hook and watched him reel in dinner.

(Addition) hol up, hear me out— Sophia rooting around his bare chest and pacified with the curl of his knuckle, Sophia teething and gnawing on his fingers, Sophia learning to walk with her soft pudgy hands in his, Sophia squealing and giggling as he tickles her round lil tummy, Sophia’s only sitting still to get her hair brushed but only for daddy— Rust’s hands becoming the most abused part of his body after she’s gone

Crash era— this man does not give a shit about his hands, the most treatment they get is when he taped them together after breaking a finger, had a punching bag for obvious reasons and beat the shit out of it no gloves no tape constantly bruised. Not a stranger to working with mechanics (in Alaska, Travis would make sure he could keep his equipment running— boat engines, four wheeler oil changes, changing snow mobile tracks etc) and probably took his bike apart and put it back together just to make sure he could be Authentic, different calluses with new tools, divots in his skin lost to the unforgiving scraping bite of metal, hissing when he gets transmission fluid in his split knuckles

1995– habitual hand washing returns, dry as hell, his wrists probably crack and bleed in the winter (very very very rarely is annoyed enough to actual do something about it, probably had to bleed on one of his files— he’d use Johnson and Johnson baby lotion becuase that’s he only shit he knew, definitely drunk cried about it at least once, before sucking it up and swtiching to Vaseline), pull up bars give calluses at the base of the fingers/tops of the palms, just does calisthenics because who the fuck wants to buy equipment. Does all the upkeep on his truck (and thinking about it, this would be the first time he’d be like Alone alone in a long while, no handlers, no Iron Crusaders, no backstory upkeep, no dad, no wife, probably takes truck parts inside and cleans them on his kitchen counter because no one is there to say what the fuck are you doing— “we don’t mind being alone” okay Okay sure honey) Makes it worse by the talcum powder in his rubber gloves or licking his fingers to go through case files or staying too long in the dry archives where he can’t smoke so probably tapping his mouth, rubbing circles on his knuckles with his thumb or running it along his nails— don’t know what flavor of adhd that man has a strangle hold on but he can’t sit entirely still, fingers moving with the bits of his mind that aren’t occupied to keep himself from distraction, pretending he didn’t lose his patience with his fatherhood.

2002– Laurie :) home girl said that’s enough! Probably got recommendations from surgeons and plys him tins of hand salve, he doesn’t like the greasy feeling, but his girl is askin’ he won’t say no babey!

2012– full circle, back to them Alaskan fishing boat hands, type of hands that snag fabric (my husband isn’t a mechanic but does work with his hands and I can’t wear silk around him) and hair gets caught on, the man does not own a brush, finger combs his hair once a week and puts that shit in a hair tie, done with it.

[vodika-vibes]

Hello, love~ I'm back for request #3!

This time, it's for my beloved baby boy Tup, with a garnet, and during the summer. But can you make it on the playful side? Playfully affectionate?

Please and thank you 💚💚💚

@the-bad-batch-baroness

Under The Summer Sun

Summary: A hot day under the summer sun reminds you of just how much you love your Tu

Pairing: Clone Trooper Tup x F!Reader

Word Count: 586

Prompts: Garnet - Protective love, with added playful affection

Warnings: None (aside from a really bad joke, lol)

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: Baby Boy Tup gets a happily ever after because I say so. Nothing bad has ever happened to him. Ever. Tragically, Google doesn't like my bad joke and kept trying to fix it.

“You’re going to burn into a crisp, and then what will I do?” Tup asks, laughter in his voice as he drops on the towel next to you, dripping cool water from the lake onto your overheated skin.

“Find a new girlfriend?” You reply sleepily as you stretch out on the towel, and then turn your head to peer at the man sitting next to you, “Or, just put up with having a girlfried, instead.”

Tup chokes out a laugh, “You’ve been spending way too much time with Fives and Echo if you think that was funny.”

“Mm, you still laughed though.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He grabs a towel and tosses it over his head, to dry his dripping hair, “Are you sure you don’t want to go swimming with me? It’s fun~”

“Tup,” You say with a laugh, “Bikini’s are not made for swimming. They’re made for looking amazing in.”

He hums thoughtfully, and you can feel his heavy gaze dragging down your body, “Well, it’s working.”

“You’d say that if I was wearing a trash bag.”

“You’d make the trash bag look amazing,” He agrees with a grin.

“You’re ridiculous,” You say with an answering grin as you sit up. You reach out and tuck some of the wet hair sticking to his cheek behind his ear, “Are you having fun?”

He catches your hand and presses a feather light kiss to your knuckles, “Yeah. I am. Thank you for bringing me on your vacation.”

“Mm, thank Rex for allowing it.”

“Oh, I already have to bring him a souvenir.” Tup says dryly, “It’s payment for allowing me to come.”

“Oh? I can see you’re right on that.”

“I’ll bring him some sand. It’ll be fine.”

A giggle falls from your lips, “Tup,”

“Anyway! You need more sunblock or you’re going to burn and you won’t want me touching you.” Tup announces with a dramatic pout, “And, naturally, I need to put it on you.”

“Is that right?”

“To make sure you don’t miss any spots,” he adds seriously, though there’s a grin playing on his lips.

“Oh, naturally.” You reach into your bag and press a bottle of sunblock into his hands, “I’m sure you’ll be very thorough.”

“Uh-huh. So thorough.” He squirts some of the lotion into his hands, and then rubs his hands together, before he scoots closer to you and brings his hands to your face, “Eyes closed, cyare. As much as I love your pretty eyes, I would hate to get sunblock in them.”

Obediently you close your eyes and melt into his touch as he gently starts rubbing the lotion on your face, “You’re so much better at this then my mom.”

He laughs softly, “That right?”

“Mm. It always hurt when mom was rubbing the lotion in.”

His fingers glide over the shell of your ears, “Well, the last thing I want to do is hurt you while trying to protect you from the sun.” Tup pulls his hands away from your face, and you open your eyes to look at him. 

“You would never.” You murmur at him.

His hand comes back up to cup your cheek, “You’re so beautiful.”

“You’re one to talk.” You tease, and you’re rewarded with his cheeks darkening slightly, “But thank you. When I’m with you I feel beautiful.”

“Good.” He leans in and brushes his lips against yours, “I love you, so much.”

You sigh and kiss him properly, sliding into his arms, to better hold him, “I love you too.”

[malusokay]

How to get the perfect summer tan

If there is one thing I love, it's tanning. Spending hours by the pool, sipping fun cocktails, listening to music, and gossiping with friends?? AMAZING. Here are some of my tips for the PERFECT gold summer tan <33

The schedule:

Tan with a timer!!

Tan front - 15 mins

Tan Back - 15 mins

Tan from - 10 mins

tan back - 10 mins

Go in the water for a while. I usually go in the pool, but ocean water is better(I don't know why lol)!!

HYDRATE

Reapply tanning oil/sunscreen (products listed below <3)

Tan front - 15 mins

Tan Back - 15 mins

Tan from - 10 mins

tan back - 10 mins

Go on the water again and have a drink.

Repeat however many times you want

Products:

Im a Hawaiian tropic girl through and through (please sponsor me), but any recommendations are very welcome!! :)

For tanning:

Hawaiian Tropic Satin Protection Sun Lotion SPF 30

Hawaiian Tropic Protective Dry Spray Oil SPF 8

Hawaiian Tropic Tropical Tanning Oil Dark

After Tanning:

Baby oil (apply on wet skin!!)

Hawaiian Tropic Aftersun Body Butter Exotic Coconut

Victoria's Secret Body Lotion Vanilla

Face:

La Roche Posay SPF 50

Caudalie Sun Protection SPF 50+

Whatever hydrating sheet mask you have lol <33

My current tanning playlist:

Extra tips:

Take proper care of your skin!! Make sure to always use moisturiser and reapply your sunscreen!!

If you don't have tanning oil, you can also use coconut oil, I used it for years, and it works fine.. make sure to use sunscreen tho!!

If you want your tan to look more golden, EAT CARROTS.

Like a lot of carrots, not joking.

Shower every evening!! Especially if you use sunscreen and/or tanning oils <3

Reapply sunscreen after going into the water!!

Check the UV!! 5-6 if you're really just starting, 6-10 during summer <33

Reminder: These are just MY tips; if you disagree, that's okay. Also, Im Spanish, Tan very easily and rarely get sunburned; depending on your skin, this may or may not work for you!! :)

And as always, please feel free to share your own tips in the comments so we can all get the best summer glow together!! <33

✩‧₊*:・love ya ･:*₊‧✩

[btsficsandsuch]

Hi! Can I request Yoongi dealing with his partner who is itchy from bug bites?

I may or may not have a whole summer's worth of bug bites on me right now and am ridiculously itchy at all times in the most awkward places. (Never wear shorts and flip flops when attacking dead branches with a tee ball bat)

Sorry this took a few days. I hope you like it and that you’re feeling better! That happened to me once and it was awful.

Lavender Oil

You looked over at the clock sitting on your nightstand and saw the time, 3:37am. You’ve been in bed since 10:00pm but have probably only gotten a combined hour and a half of sleep thanks to the dozens of bug bites covering your body. You knew going on a hike in the woods while wearing shorts and a tank top was a bad idea but you still did it anyways and now you were suffering the consequences.

No amount of lotion is helping to stop the itchiness. It’s feels like it’s getting worse by the minute and you’re slowly loosing your mind. You’re trying your best to scratch the itch in the middle of your back by slowly wiggling on the bed but unfortunately all that does is wake up your boyfriend Yoongi who’s sleeping next to you. “Y/N what’s wrong?”, he asks groggily. “Nothing Yoongles. Don’t worry about it.”, you said giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. Not wanting to wake him up further you decide to go out into the kitchen and get some water and another allergy pill hoping it’ll help with some of the itchiness. While standing at the kitchen sink looking out the window you felt two arms snake around your waist and pull you closer. Turning around you saw a very tired looking Yoongi staring down at you. “Come with me Y/N.”, he said before grabbing your hand.

He pulled you into the bathroom where you saw the bathtub filled with steaming hot water. “I read that a hot bath can help with the itchiness from bug bites. I also added a little lavender oil too. It said it was supposed to help.”, he said while slowly getting you out of your pajamas. Carefully you got in the hot water and instantly felt some relief. Yoongi sat down on the stool next to you and rested this head on the side of the tub so he could look over at you. “Yoongi please go back to sleep. I’ll be okay.”, you said trying to convince him to get back in bed knowing he had to get up in just a few short hours. “No it’s okay. I’d rather be here with you. Besides, I’d never pass up the opportunity to see you naked in the bathtub., he said with a smirk causing you to chuckle.

The warm bath was doing wonders for your skin except for the few bites on the top of your shoulder and around your neck where the water couldn’t quite reach. You couldn’t resist the urge and started scratching. Yoongi, who you thought was asleep at the side of the tub reached up and grabbed your hand to stop you. “You have to stop scratching Y/N. It’s going to make the itching worse and it’ll leave scars.”, he said while scooping up some of the water to your shoulder and neck and rubbing it in to make sure the lavender oil reached everywhere. After you were sufficiently soaked and the itching had subsided as much as it was going to you decided to get out of the tub and head back to bed. Yoongi helped you dry off and rub the anti itching lotion on your back and shoulders before giving your cheek a kiss.

Once back in bed he pulled you close and gave you another kiss. “Feel better?”, he asked. You nodded, “Yeah thank you for that. It really did help. I’m just sorry you had to wake up with me. I don’t know why these bugs had to attack me like this.” Squeezing you a little tighter he smiled, “It’s probably because you’re just so sweet.” Rolling your eyes at his cheesiness you snuggled in a little closer before finally drifting off to sleep.

[brownprincipessa]

♡ My Looksmaxxing journey ♡

♡♡♡ Hi, everyone! ♡♡♡

I recently embarked on a personal journey to focus on enhancing my physical appearance. With ample free time during my summer break before the start of my final semester in August, I decided to dedicate myself to this endeavor. In this blog post, I'll share my three main areas of focus and the steps I've taken to achieve my goals.

Teeth: While my teeth aren't in terrible shape, I do have some spaces on my upper row and excessive gum display, which I wanted to address.

To address the spaces, I opted for braces ($142/month). Additionally, I plan to undergo a gum reduction procedure, as recommended by my orthodontist, to rectify the excessive gum display.

Skin: I began working on my skincare earlier this year but struggled to maintain consistency. However, I have now established a morning and night routine, along with some dermatologist-prescribed medication.

To improve my skin, I follow a routine that includes applying Spiroloctone (taken twice daily, $15 every 3 months) and Tretinoin (applied topically every other night, $10 every 3 months). In addition, I use Cerave cleanser, Cerave morning and night moisturizers, and a witch hazel toner for both my morning and night routines. To enhance the effectiveness, I incorporate Gua Sha and derma roller techniques in my morning routine and perform dry brushing before every shower. I also ensure to use body oil and lotion immediately after each shower, while using Dove for sensitive skin during my shower routine.

Hair: This year, I made the decision to stop relying on wigs and weaves and embrace my natural hair, which I believe suits me better.

To care for my hair, I follow a weekly routine that includes washing it with a cleansing shampoo and hydrating conditioner. For styling, I opt for a Wash n' Go method, applying a botanical gel layered with a holding/alcohol-free gel. Additionally, I take MSM supplements to support hair growth ($10). To maintain its health, I deep condition my hair once a month.

Body: Though going to the gym has always been challenging for me due to discomfort in crowded spaces, I have found alternative ways to stay active.

Instead of traditional gym workouts, I prefer at-home Pilates routines and outdoor walks in the park, which allow me to prioritize my physical well-being while avoiding the discomfort of being watched or surrounded by large groups of people.

My journey towards looksmaxxing has been an empowering experience of self-improvement. By focusing on my teeth, skin, hair, and overall physical well-being, I am taking proactive steps towards enhancing my appearance and boosting my self-confidence. I'm excited to continue this journey and see the positive changes it brings.

Will try to update every month ♡

[cobaltcarbonpotassium420]

skin to skin - shidou ryusei

tags / warnings: kinda fluffy, shidou is a little confused about his feelings but that's okay, gn! reader, moderately suggestive content but nothing actually happens, not proofread

author's note: first actual fic??? i'm a lil bit bored so why not. i think shidou might be a little ooc in this perhaps but i tried my best! i'm also a little worried that i implied anything too much about the reader's appearance, so i am very very sorry if i did. constructive criticism is appreciated, though i might cry tbh. exams have me fucked up. enjoy!

his hands roam. they don't have any particular goal. he only glides his fingers gently over your skin, exploring the terrain while you sleep. the warm summer air is oppressive, so the duvet has long since been replaced for a much thinner, almost useless blanket. its use is less for warmth than modesty, not that such a thing was really necessary when shidou had already seen everything there was to be seen about you.

his hands traverse over your thighs, still hovering over with a touch so soft he might as well have been dragging a feather along your sleeping form. sure he might have seen everything, but had he ever truly indulged his other senses in you? perhaps he had tasted you, even some hours later you still lingered on his tongue. it's a bitter, salty taste that sent his nerves into overdrive when the first pang hit. he can recreate the moment in his mind, but it never gets him going quite as much as experiencing it does. thoughts are just thoughts, they're never true to the experience.

that's two senses shidou could tick off of his list of ways he knows you, and now he was about to tick off a third. he had felt you before. he held you tight and close, but the sensation was never what he was focused on. he was familiar with how light and malleable you felt in his hands, but truthfully he never indulged in the details of your body. why would he? at the end of the day, your relationship was largely transactional, with very few feelings atttached besides pure, unadulterated lust and passion. he knew your body the way a student might know a book for a class they had to take - they read the summary half an hour before the lesson, and have a vague grasp of the concept, but the details elude them. shidou decided for once to be a good student and learn those details for no reason in particular other than the fact that he was stuck in your apartment with you on account of him having been evicted for threatening other tenants in his old building, and the warm july night kept him awake.

so he goes about slowly studying you, trying not to rouse you from your sleep. his hand starts on your thigh, and slowly travels its circumference. you're laying on your side, back facing shidou, hair carefully tucked under your head (shidou had complained about it getting in his face while he slept before, and threatened to cut it off himself if you didn't do something about it), soft breaths escaping past your lips, and completely unaware of shidou's touch on you. he hopes you don't wake up and then misinterpret it for something more romantic and intimate than it is. he's just indulging his curiosity and trying to stave off the boredom from struggling to fall asleep.

he feels how soft you are, a fact he already knew, but never like this. he feels a slight dryness to your skin too, and thinks that perhaps you should invest in a good lotion, not that it mattered much to him. he doesn't care about something as menial as whether you're moisturising properly, but he knows you might. people less confident than him often look for silly insecurities that no one else could give a single shit about. he won't point out your dry skin. he doesn't care enough, he thinks.

his hands travel up further, and on the sides of your legs he can feel the evidence of the tight grip he held you in just hours earlier. he scowls slightly, thinking that something so unsightly and vulgar shouldn't be on you. it grosses him out a little, though he couldn't pin point why. he assumes its because someone like you doesn't deserve to have a reminder of someone like him on their body. shidou isn't completely satisfied with that answer, but he leaves it as it is, he's not a fan of overthinking things.

his hands now reach your hips. as his fingertips skate over the landscape, he feels stretch marks that go down your thighs and around to your back. he could follow these trusty guides to the back but chooses not to, he's too tired for that. instead, he follows them up to your hipbone, and he feels you stir. he retracts his hand, afraid you'll wake up and wonder what he was doing. any misinterpretation of his actions on your part could have devastating repercussions on the relationship between the two of you, and shidou makes an instant decision to lie and say he accidentally grazed his hand over you while turning in his sleep, should you interrogate him about what he was doing.

but you don't. you're still asleep, you just moved your leg a little, perhaps feeling his ticklish touch in your sleep, and assuming it was some annoying mosquito that came to feed from you while you slept. shidou waits a moment before resuming his late-night study session, listening to the occasional car drive by late in the night. light from the streetlamps and moon float into your open window, and the music from the corner shop across the road accompany it. the sound is tinny, and shidou is surprised it can even be heard all the way over in your apartment. the cashier is probably blasting it from the radio to stop the warmth from coaxing them to sleep.

a minute passes, and shidou gingerly places his hand back on your hip. with the way you've moved, he can slightly feel your hip bone poking out, and the change strikes him as a slight surprise. your soft body and his mindless journey have both been interrupted by the feeling of the hard, smooth bone of your hips. it's just a small intrusion though, and he traces it up and down with his ring finger a few times, suddenly conscious of how unpleasant his skin is compared to yours. callouses line his hands from long and difficult workouts; a figure like his came at a price. he's not insecure of them, but sometimes he picks at his callouses when he's bored and needs something to do with his hands, which in turn makes his skin raw, and lifting weights immediately becomes a much more painful activity.

amid his little sidetrack in thoughts, shidou's hand slips off of your hip bone, and ends up on your stomach. he knows for a fact that if you were awake you'd try to slap his hand off, saying that you feel fat when he places his hands on your pillowy tummy. its another insecurity that he doesn't see the value of. another pointless thought wasting space in your mind. he stretches his hand out over your lower belly, and gently tucks his fingers in on the far side, under where gravity has pulled your skin and organs to create a natural pouch. it radiates heat, and ordinarily shidou would retract his hand. he doesn't need something else to make him uncomfortably warm, not when he's already sweating slightly in the middle of the night from the hellish heatwave that feels like its attacking your apartment relentlessly. he decides this spot was made for his hand by the gods though, its the perfect size to provide him with a little grip on you, and the softness just makes it all the more perfect to hold.

the thought crosses his mind that if you were to wake up, you'd definitely misinterpret his actions. your presence is so soft and pleasant though, and your body is so perfectly moulded to fit into his grip that he decides just this one time to enjoy the feeling. he tentatively moves closer to you, yet again trying not to wake you, and decides he'll explain himself in the morning.

[maiteo]

may we have some wisdom on layering scents ?

yes of course, I have some tips, lemme do my best🙂‍↕️

- if it’s scent longevity you’re after, using oil based perfumes or using an oil first, then spraying a scent over it, works well

- hydrating bases are essential! your perfume wont last as long if it’s sprayed on dry skin. ik a lot of my fellow perfume girlies who also use a thin layer of vaseline before spraying

- unscented lotions are a good way to ensure this but also if you have a scented lotion that aligns with the perfume you wanna wear, combine them!

- for edp’s and edt’s btw i wouldn’t recommend layering for an extrait de parfum just bc its already oil heavy and theres the possibility of staining, scent manipulation etc etc.

- i would avoid layering with super complex perfumes…these usually stand well on their own

- but! if there’s a note you rlly wanna amplify, pair a complex perfume with a very simple, 2-3 note max one, just so it doesn’t complicate things

something I’m always referring to is that fragrance wheel! literally sooo helpful when it comes to categorizing scents and deciding on combos. I like these two but when you google it, plenty more show up

- example: if you’re looking at the wheel and you want a floral scent, look at the scents under floral, see its subcategories, then layer at your interest

- it’s really up to preference and based on what scents you wanna combine. what works well with what is definitely subjective and some combos I like, others may dislike and vice versa

- experimenting never hurt either!! doing lil scent tests on those paper testers is a good start but you’ll get the best results if you test on skin and see how the notes interact and react over time

- If you want something more complex, choose opposite sides of the wheel with the scents you like the most

- pay attention to notes and where they’re located (top, heart, base) so you know what’s gonna be strongest and how each scent compares with the other

- the more you pay attention to notes and to the combos the perfumers do for certain scents, you’ll see what works best with what and start making your own guesses and experimenting your own concoctions

- a great way to start is to combine perfumes that have notes in common…it’s all based experience, on trial and error, the performance of the perfumes, and body chemistry ofc!

- I don’t always layer just bc I like to experience the scent as it was created butttt combos I’ve used and rlly liked are: Nest Indigo with Gucci Memoir OR Silver Al-Rehab. turned out super fresh and clean with a lil earthiness too it..love! I was my go to during spring/summer

- Chai Épicé by Le Monde Gourmand with Milk by Commodity. I usually don’t layer gourmands but I took a risk with this just bc I kept thinking…hm chai and milk…that should be cute? and it was!🤭 the note descriptions on here for chai are throwing me tho (proof that you need more sources that fragrantica!) but yeah i got a spicy-sweet, warm, creamy, woody finish from this and I loved it!

[renshengs]

jwds wip snippet

currently writing another beyond evil fic (help me) in which dongsik and joowon start living together and other things happen before and after. warning for trauma-induced sleeplessness/vaguely hallucinatory stuff and like. typical beyond evil nighttime somberness and creepiness.

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The cicadas, he discovered, were so loud because the house’s front door was wide fucking open. Dongsik stood under the frame in just an old shirt and boxers. Closer, Joowon could smell wet earth, the faint dewy sweetness of summer night. A cool gust startled his exposed limbs, chilling the sleep-damp underside of his chin and making him shiver suddenly. It’d rained, then, sometime while he’d been asleep. Yellow porch light snuck in from the front entrance, Dongsik backlit beneath it like an intrusive thing.

Beyond him: yawning night. And the cicadas were still screaming.

“Dongsik-ssi,” Joowon said.

Dongsik swiveled. Sometimes he moved his body the way owls turned their heads. Silent and eerie, nothing you’d ever seen before in your life and nothing you would ever see again. A lifetime ago, maybe two or three, Joowon would have found him frightening.

“I’m looking for the ghosts,” he said. “You can see them better at night.”

“The ghosts.”

Dongsik nodded. “I knew the ones at the old house. The ones here I’m not so acquainted with—I thought I’d try. We’re the new owners of this place, after all. They’ll have to—” He swallowed. “They’ll have to live with us.”

There was sleep sweat on his brow. The hairs around his temple curled damply; Joowon thought of putting his fingers in them and stroking them back so that he could see Dongsik’s whole entire face, the soft gray of his hairline where scalp met skin. Joowon thought: he needs to cut it soon. Or tie it back, so that it won’t hide him from view.

“Hyung, we’re alone,” he said. “There are no ghosts here.”

Dongsik’s breath trembled like it was trapped in his throat. “No ghosts in this house?”

“Not this one.”

Joowon watched himself solidify in Dongsik’s gaze. It took so long—it always took so long. Dongsik always slipped so far. Sometimes he boomeranged into the thick dark nothingness without warning and Joowon lost sight of him until he came arcing back, the bright relieving glint of him expelling from shadow and smoke, and Joowon would reach out to meet him where he struck the earth.

Dongsik’s fingertips grazed his cheek first, then Dongsik’s palm. His skin creased despite the season—rough and nearly hurting.

“I’m real,” Joowon said. He would remember to buy a stronger hand lotion next time he was at a convenience store.

A blink, and then the last of the film was lifting away from Dongsik’s gaze. He cupped Joowon’s face in both hands. “You are,” he murmured, and regarded him silently for some long seconds before a grin came to surface on his face. His eyes gleamed like ice under sun. “How fortunate. Real things are more beautiful, don’t you agree?”

Their hands made no sound when Joowon twisted their fingers together. He kissed the tangled mess of them, felt the dry scrape of his own mouth and the skin of Dongsik’s knuckles.

“Hyung,” he said, “come back to bed.”