#unfortunately i am very allergic to most nice smelling things

[cherrrygoth]

so my sister bought this new fabric cleaner and told me to smell it cuz it smelled good and i'm like sure and it smelled really good but like familiar? and i sniff it a couple more times and my throat starts burning and i'm like, huh. so i read the label and like yeah, eucalyptus. suuuper allergic, no wonder my throat felt like i swallowed a bunch of fire ants.

[aio-rya]

"Give me a sign" — Leona x reader

One shot requested by: Anon

『Btw anon, I'm sorry I didn't have the Anon mode on until like two days ago.』

Days kept going on as [y/n] started being fond of everyone they met at NRC, specially the Braincell Squad along Epel, Jack and yeah, Sebek, who sometimes joined them too. Most of the time, when they were not causing trouble at their dorms, they gathered at Ramshackle for "studying". Though there was one day a week [y/n] used to sneak out, following Epel around to his Magift practice.

The last time they saw a game was when they were hit conveniently by the disc thanks to Grimm's movements, but [y/n] was not really interested on the game, oh no —those getaways were to see someone. Indeed, the same person why they lurked around Savanaclaw with Jack by the end of the day. And everything was fine until...

"What the hell are you doing here, herbivore?" the lion man asked behind them. [Y/n] froze right there, crouched behind one of the seats of the bleachers.

Did I forget telling that [Y/n] felt Leona doesn't like them? Well, now you know.

"I... Epel" they answered nervously and without context, putting a strand of their [h/c] hair behind their ear. "He forgot his water bottle and..."

"Tsk. Whatever you are doing here, do it fast and go away" he interrupted, rolling his eyes and passing by them as if that never happened.

And this was the day to day of [y/n] and Leona whenever they got to see each other. The matter was that he, Leona Kingscholar himself, felt sort of intimidated by the little human —why? He didn't know. It was sort of an allergic reaction or something, he felt his heart beat harder, his cheeks burning hot like feber, sort of a knot on his stomach and words flew away from his head.

"Hey, Kingscholar! I... Brought you these" [y/n] said as they extended him two special meat sandwiches from the cafeteria.

Leona turned around on his napping spot, looking at the human, then at the food and then, he turned around again, giving his back to the little one, who still held the sandwiches towards him.

"I Don't need them..." the lion said, and dismissed them with a movement of his hand, "Ruggie has already brought me something".

"I... I See" the human said, withdrawing his hand. "Then... You're gone. Again" they sighed while realising Leona's breath got a slower pace, he was asleep. There was nothing to do but leave; said and done.

Lucky was the big cat that they've already left when his ears twitched on signal that he was not sleeping, his eyes slightly opened, listening to the human voice with a trace of worry left behind. "It couldn't be sadness, or is it?" he told himself, turning to face the glass ceiling of the Botanical Garden with his hands behind his head.

"You really dismissed [y/n]'s food? They even fought with me for that since there were only three of those things left, ya'now?" Ruggie's voice snapped him out of his trance as the hyena threw a packed meat sandwich over his stomach. Then he heard a wrapper being opened as he sat down, looking at his friend at the moment he bite a sandwich —exactly the same like the one he threw at him a few seconds ago.

Ruggie realized about that and stopped, "What?" he asked towards Leona, still munching a piece of sandwich, when the lazy lion lifted a finger pointing directly to the food. "I'm not giving it to you" he stated in a possesive tone, holdingh tighter his food.

"It's not that” the dorm leader growled, “But... You said there were only three left..." Leona mumbled, unwrapping his food and starting to bite it too.

"Oh yeah, [y/n] gave it to me when I passed them back on the front gate of the Garden. They only needed one for his raccoon friend, even though, they got the other one for you” he continued munching while explaining the ruckus they caused on the cafeteria for those limited dishes. "Hey Leona!" Ruggie snapped his fingers in front of him "Are you okay? It's not like you to space out that obviously."

"I think I'm sick" he reflected out loud while making a pitch of his empty wrapper to the rubbish.

"I think you're lazy~ shishishishi"

"Don't go too smart" Leona shot him a wry look and sighed. "I think I'm allergic to that herbivore or something like that."

"What? C'mon, you're not serious" Ruggie sneered. Leona grunted, "Okay then, why do you think that?"

"Because..." He turned away, aware of his blush. "When [y/Ln] is near, my chest aches and I feel as I wanted to cough; also my stomach feels strange, as if I were hungry but also anxious? And there is this thing on my face... I run a fever every time that herbivore is near...."

"Buuuut~"

"But I like its smell. Or its presence" he finished with nothing more than a whisper.

"I see!" the hyena almost shouted, starting the lion, "You love them."

"Another joke like that and you're gone" he stared at Bucchi, angry but ashamed.

"Oh man... I'm just being honest" the blonde shrugged starting to walk away, "do as you wish but be careful. I don't how for how long [y/n] is going to bear you."

"Maybe he was tired", Deuce tried, quietly.

"Told you", Ace seconded him. "He's just like that, you cannot change him and... Have you thought that maybe he just doesn't like you? I mean like... Around him as he do with anyone else?"

"He was nice once" [y/n] tried to bring as an excuse, "After the Blot thing, he was someway nice. But... I did something wrong?"

Jack shook his head, "You should forget him. He's not the one, and I'm sorry about this but Ace is right..."

"Can I record that?" Trappola laughed, trying to open the camera of his phone.

"Shut up" Howl snapped, joining the laugh while hugging the little non-magic human between them.

"I think I can handle it. I mean... Nothing lasts forever and this little scratches heal with time" they tried to smile, eyes teary.

"Hey, we're here!" Epel cheered, "if you need to cry, to talk or you just want to mess around a little, call us!"

"That's why I call you my friends" and finally, the genuine smile appeared, "I'll sleep on it, I swear".

And both of them did: Kingscholar and [y/Ln]. Unfortunately, they reached two very opposite conclusions.

The little herbivore began to let go of their feelings, now they were no longer around Savanaclaw or the Magift training or even on the third years classrooms, they were free. Of course it still hurted whenever someone mentioned Leona, or at the Dorm Leader meetings or even when he was lurking around the cafeteria. Specially the last one was odd of the lion, and everyone around him noticed —even Vil started asking around what in hell happened to him.

"Ah, Ruggie-san" he said with velvety voice.

"Prefect Schoenheit" blonde hyena answered.

"Is Leona okay? He has been... Nicer than usual"

"Ah, you too. In fact, he's not really fine. His heart is about to break" Ruggie said, a bit worried as Vil gasped, not as an act but in genuine surprise, "his herbivore grew tired of him..."

Well, you see... Since [y/n] started getting rid of their unrequited love, Leona accepted it. And now it hurted so bad every time he got to see his herbivore: there was no "H-hey Leona..." or "Hello Kingscholar!" or any kind of cheerful greetings, everything tuned into a cold "Good morning/afternoon, Prefect Kingscholar", "Excuse me, Prefect Kingscholar" —they even stopped bumping into him, no more visits to his napping spot at the Botanical Garden and even when they got to Magift practice, Epel will always arrive alone. The knot in his stomach and the fever on his cheeks turned into a harsh pain on his throat and a burning heat on his eyes.

Meanwhile, Braincell Squad and first years club was proud, their little human finally was free and not depressed by the mistreatment of the Prince.

A couple of months passed until one evening, after clases, [y/n] made their way back to Ramshackle when heard someone sobbing, that scared them since Epel was having a hard time. By following the noise, they bumped into Leona and immediately tried to avoid him, but the lazy lion was not that slow; he walked quickly and grabbed their shoulders.

"Please, stop avoiding me" he said, not bothering on hiding the trembling of his voice.

"I... I am not" they said slowly, "Pref--"

"Don't" he grunted painfully, "Come back to call me Leona with that lively loud voice. Wake me up from my naps again, stare at me in the hallway so I can stare at you when you look away..." He sobbed again, weakening his grip, about to let his arms fall, "I... I am sorry."

"Why... Why are you apologising?" they asked, turning around to face him.

"Because I treated you so bad, and I... Thought I had an allergic reaction... To you" Leona whispered, [y/n] giggled.

"As far as I know, you cannot be allergic to a human" then they caressed one of Leona's braids, he stared at their [e/c] eyes, a pale gleam reflected on them. "It's fine, don't worry. We can still be friends".

He shook his head and caught them between his arms.

"I have denied it for too long. You deserve more, I was so mean, but I don't want to be just a friend" he explained tenderly, burying his nose on their hair, aspiring its sweet perfume.

"Leona, I'm not sure--"

"Just give me a sign..."

Silence. They just stayed like that, holding each other, [y/n] biting his bottom lip as Leona rubbed their back. When he finally was ready, understanding the situation and letting go of them, he got interrupted by a hold on his collar.

Then, a soft, sweet and warm pair of lips slammed against his.

It was a kiss full of fear and sadness that slowly turned into a gentle one. Full of untold feelings that tangled and finally were silently confessed.

"Is this enough?" the human asked, caressing his lover's cheek.

"It is more than enough... My loved herbivore".

—・ Φ・—

I melted with Leona's soft side, I don't know where I got the inspiration but I felt this took too long. Hope you like it too!

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[liquid-geodes]

4AM GRIEVANCES TIME:

I never understood the girls in high school who would spray so much perfume on themselves, like bitch if you smell that bad take a shower???

And like, they never realized (or more realistically never cared) that they were affecting other people who were literally TRAPPED with them WHILE they sprayed it. Because here's the thing: I don't have a problem with people wearing perfume or anything, I have asthma and am allergic to perfume. You're putting my life and many other people who have respiratory problems in actual danger. And sometimes they do it on purpose because they think they're showing us by deliberately spraying perfume on US when we ask them if they can just wait until we've left the room.

And I know some of you are thinking that this is just an exaggeration of a non-existent problem, but here's a story from freshman year of high school: a teacher saw a girl in class pull out some perfume. She very kindly said "hey don't spray that, we have a student who is allergic." She scoffed and proceeded to nearly empty whatever she had left in that bottle. We had to open windows, the main door, EVACUATE THAT ENTIRE HALLWAY because she sprayed so much.

Think about that.

An entire hallway of classrooms had to open their windows and evacuate their students outside because of the amount of perfume someone sprayed.

All because they were asked politely to consider the life of someone other than themself.

Still not convinced? Remember when I said that sometimes these things are deliberate? Another story: school bathrooms being as small as they are, definitely not a place someone like me voluntarily goes to because that's exactly where most of it happens. Unfortunately found myself between the wall and a girl who decided it was time to smell like artificial fuckweed, good for her, except I was trapped so i couldn't just discreetly get the hell out. So I had to ask her. "Do you mind not spraying that until I leave? I'm allergic."

And what does she do?

She sprays me. With her perume.

I wasn't just stuck in a room with someone, I was stuck with it on me. And because our school was so fucky, I had to go all the way back to class and ask permission to go to the nurse because 1) we can't keep our inhalers on us so the nurse has them and 2) I obviously couldn't wear that shirt for the rest of the day because it was just fucking covered. All of that, because people just don't care.

Like I'm sorry you smell so bad a shower and deodorant doesn't help you, get well soon.

It's even worse if it's a TERRIBLE scent because like if I die that's the last thing I ever got to smell and that's so disappointing.

I don't get as mad about it if the scent is nice, like shit you're right that SLAPS. Please take me to the nurse.

[connan-l]

Flower Person

Fandom: The House in Fata Morgana

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship: Maria Campanella/Iméon

Summary: Iméon wasn’t the kind of person to care about flowers and she never liked receiving these as gifts, but could she really refuses it when a pretty blond woman she doesn’t know show up on her doorstep with a bouquet of lilies? [Femslash February 2021 Day 24: Lily]

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Notes: So, I admit I actually tend to headcanon Iméon as being nonbinary/trans masc, which wouldn’t really fit a femslash event, but well as far we know in FataMoru canon she still identifies as a woman. Another headcanon of mine is that Iméon does remember her past life even after being reincarnated (which is what happens in the short story ‘Tír na nÓg’), and I wrote the fic with that in mind. Also I know Iméon likely just goes by ‘Noémi’ in the modern era, but… weh, I’m too used to refer to her as ‘Iméon’ lol.

This takes place after Reincarnation so spoilers for all the games, and there are also brief references to the short story ‘Girl Hunt Girl.’ (If you don’t know about it, it’s just a very short post-Reincarnation story where Iméon meets Ceren in Paris by saving her from a conman.) And warning for slight drinking/alcohol, I guess.

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Iméon had never been a flower person.

It wasn’t like she hated them or anything, but she couldn’t really unsderstand what people found so captivating or pretty about these plants. They smelled nice, sometimes, she supposed — but that was the extent of the qualities she’d gave them.

She had told as much to Michel once when they stopped by a flower shop so he could buy a few roses for his wife — the fact this guy ended up getting married was still mind-boggling to her even months after she’d learned that fact — and he laughed, saying he used to think the same ‘back then’ but that now he couldn’t help but love them. He hadn’t explained to her how this change of heart happened, but Iméon could guess pretty easily it was also a courtesy of Giselle.

In any case, that was also why people never offered her flowers as gifts, either — the only time she could remember this happened was when she was maybe eight or so and her grandma had given her a bouquet of hydrangeas. Iméon had never been able to tell the absentminded sweet old lady that she couldn’t care less about those flecks of blue-purplish petals and she’d unfortunately had to keep them in her room against her will until they withered.

Tonight, however, would mark the second time of flower-offering she’d received in her life, because the first thing she saw upon opening the door after it rang twice was a huge bouquet of lilies, followed by a turf of messy, short blond hair and a pair of clear green eyes that popped out just barely above the white bell-shaped plants.

“So, okay, here’s the thing,” her visitor started, trying to speak clearly in spite of the enormous gift in her arms that was camouflaging almost all of her upper body. “That’s kind of a long story, but bear with me. There’s this dude where I work — a client — who sort of got a crush on me. Not, like, the creepy kind, but still pretty annoying. He hit on me a few times, and despite me trying to fucking tell him subtly, ‘Hey, dude, not interested, let it go,’ he brought me this tonight upon seeing me. I thought at first about throwing it away in the trash cause flowers are not my thing, you see? But then my boss — I mean Giselle, you know her too, right? — threw a damn fit, ‘bout how it wasn’t nice for him and those were such beautiful flowers or something, so I was like ‘then take them cause I don’t want this’ but she refused cause Michel is allergic to lilies or something and — who the fuck even is allergenic to goddamn lilies? Anyway, after that I—”

Iméon blinked incredulously, trying to makes sense of why there was a short irritated blond woman with a thick Italian accent she didn’t know in front of her who kept rambling on and on at her at eight in the evening. She seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t recall why — where had she seen her before?

“��asked my stupid childhood friend cause of course she’s the kind of gal who’s into flowers and stuff, except I forgot she was in Amsterdam to introduce her creepy boyfriend to her parents, but as a result the only person left was fucking Jacopo and I sure as hell wasn’t going to show up to this dumbass’ door to give him some lilies — and then it hit me; ‘Oh, there’s this chick who’s friends with Michel and Ceren and doesn’t live far away, so why not check her out!’ And so here I am.” She finally stopped and breathed in deeply. “So. Yeah. Want some lilies?”

The names of Michel and Ceren awakened Iméon’s memories and she realized it was, indeed, because of these two that this woman was familiar to her. More than a year ago, she had met Ceren by coincidence and helped her out of some trouble and since then they’d become good friends, and she managed to meet Michel again a few months later. Seeing her old friend from a past life neither of them should remember had been quite a shock — though a pleasant one — but discovering that somehow he’d gotten married to a bubbly lady and now lived in the same building as the goddamn little witch who’d messed around with them had been quite confusing. And to top it off, apparently Michel also knew Ceren because she herself was friends with said little witch. Fate really was a funny thing.

In any case, about three weeks ago she’d briefly gotten introduced to this woman by Giselle, but it had been a five minutes meeting so the encounter had quickly left her mind. If she recalled her name was… Martha? Marianne…? Mar—

“Oh, Maria,” she suddenly said out loud, snapping her fingers, and the woman frowned at her.

“What?”

“Your name. It’s Maria. Right?”

“Wait, you only now remembered who I was?”

“Yep.”

“Maria is like, the less forgettable name in the world? How did you do to forget that?”

“Sorry. I’m just not good with names. And faces. And people.”

A big silence propagated between the two of them, and then Iméon cleared her throat.

“You know… if you wanted to ask me out on a date, you could’ve just… said that. Or ask Michel my number or something.”

Maria arched an eyebrow at her, looking genuinely surprised. “What? Wait, no, that wasn’t… it’s not what it’s about.”

“No?”

“If I wanted to ask you out, I’d just do that. I’m not the kind of person to make excuse or beat around the bush.”

Iméon literally knew nothing about this woman, but somehow she could believe that.

“Oh. Okay. So it’s… really just about the lilies.”

“Yeah.” Maria marked a pause. “It did sounds less weird in my head when I thought about coming here. But I’m just, uh… a bit desperate to get rid of these.”

Iméon hummed thoughtfully and crossed her arms. Desperate was indeed quite an apt descriptor — her hair was all disheveled, her clothes unkempt and she appeared out of breath, as if she had run left and right for a long time to try to get someone who’d agree to take in the huge bouquet.

Iméon wasn’t a flower person, but… she didn’t mind accepting a few lilies for this one time.

“All right. I’ll take it,” she conceded, and Maria seemed so relieved to hear that it was almost comical.

Iméon gathered the flowers into her arms, the soft perfume tickling her nostrils and the petals brushing her cheeks, and then she turned around towards Maria once again. She was clearly about to leave and go down the stairs, but somehow Iméon felt a tinge of pity for her to have to yet again hurry to go home, so she grasped her wrist.

“Hey, no need to rush out of here. I was just about to eat something, so… Wanna have dinner with me?”

“What? Really?”

Iméon flashed her a smile. “Sure. I mean, you’re a friend of Michel, so I’d feel bad to just let you go home like that.”

Maria stared at her in silence for a while, as if hesitating, then returned her smile. “Oh well. Not like I had anything else to do anyway.”

And so the both of them stepped into the small two-room apartment together — the inside was a mess, to be honest, with various clothes and papers laying around, but Iméon didn’t care in the least and neither did Maria apparently as she threw herself on the couch without eve asking. Iméon somehow managed to install the lilies in an empty jar on the table, then tranquilly started to prepare their meal. The dinner only consisted of a quick reheat from yesterday’s leftovers and Iméon had always been far from being a super good cook, but it didn’t matter much as the room quickly got filled with cheerful chats and laughters. They talked about their common friends and then their jobs and movies and Maria’s home country, and while Iméon wouldn’t reveal too much about herself and was careful to keep her walls up even once they added a few beers in the mix, she had to admit she felt quite comfortable with this woman whom she couldn’t even remember the name a few hours prior.

Maria was a fun and easygoing person to talk to and despite her crude words and rough attitude she had a smile as bright as the sun, and it just felt nice to be around her.

“So you’ve only moved in here recently?” Maria asked.

“I don’t like to stay in a same place for too long. That’s just not in my blood. I travel a lot too, went to a bunch of different countries…”

“Hmm. I get that. I traveled around quite a bit too before coming to Paris.” She sighed, then stared vacantly at her beer. “I wonder if I should try going moving somewhere else again. I mean, I like it here, but…”

Maria fell silent, suddenly looking surprisingly melancholic. But in a way, Iméon felt she could understand that. She herself had spent most of her life jumping from a place to another ever since her parents kicked her out of the family house, and she liked living that way, but occasionally she wondered if it wouldn’t be best to find somewhere to truly settle in and call home. Maybe she envied Michel’s stable life a little bit for having this, or Ceren’s airheadness for never even questioning what the future might held in for her.

In that sense, she got the feeling Maria was more similar to her because of that. Weird, given she’d basically been a stranger to her only a few hours ago.

As Iméon was still lost in her thought, Maria abruptly rose up from her chair, almost knocking over the lilies from the table. “Oh, wow, fuck! I didn’t realize it had so damn gotten so late! I should go now.”

Iméon looked at the clock, and it was indeed already past three AM. She also had not noticed the time flee at all.

“You sure you don’t want to spend the night here?” Iméon asked while Maria hurriedly put on her coat. “I mean, we did drink quite a bit, and there’s no metro at this time…”

“Nah, it’s fine. I’ll call a taxi or something. Ugh, and tomorrow I have to work… I’m going to be a fucking mess and Giselle’s gonna have my head.”

“Giselle?” Iméon repeated, because she didn’t know Michel’s wife all that well but somehow she couldn’t picture her as the kind of employer who’d got angry at anyone.

“Yeah, she seems all cute and sweet like that, but she’s actually fucking scary and ultra perfectionist at work. Don’t let her fool you.”

“Huh… I’ll remember that.”

Maria grabbed her last beer and gobbled up all that was left of it in one shot, before quickly heading towards the door. She stopped her pace on the doorstep, however, and turned around towards Iméon.

“Thanks for tonight,” she said, smirking. “It was fun. Let’s do this again.”

“Sure. No problem.”

Maria stared at her, seemed to hesitate, then finally leaned forward and kissed her. It was a pretty brief kiss, lips only brushing against each other, but Iméon still hadn’t really expected it and she blinked back at her when she pulled back.

“I thought the bouquet wasn’t an excuse?”

“It wasn’t,” Maria argued. “That was just as thanks for the meal. Now, I really have to go, so see ya!”

She waved at her with a smug smirk, as if she was quite proud of herself for what she had just done, and then disappeared in the stairs. Iméon still felt pretty confused, but she was much too tired to try to think more about it.

So she got back inside her place, locked the door, and found herself face to face alone with the big bouquet of lilies.

For a brief second, she felt kind of bad for the guy who’d bought it for Maria in the first place, and it was kind of annoying she’d have to keep that bouquet until it wither away like her grandmother’s hydrangeas, but…

If it meant she’d get to have a fun evening dinner and a kiss from a hot Italian woman, maybe it had been worth it.

[cesium--133]

Siblings by Chance, Chaotic by Nature

@taiyuu-high-oct Bonus Round! Featuring special guests: Bumu Ana, Inoue Kokoro, Sugiyama Rikoinu, Sugiyama Tsubame, and Fujinuma Ozen

Kokoro wasn't someone who was particularly easy to startle. But when an angel drops out of the sky with a duffel bag big enough to carry a grown man, then one is instinctually obligated to jump back. Laramie Angelica Spellman, who preferred to be called Ames, knew how to make an entrance.

"Hey Kokoro! You heading to see that cousin of yours? The one with the holes?" Kokoro blanched a bit upon hearing Hiraku called 'the one with the holes.' Not the worst nickname, not inaccurate either, but it wasn't exactly orthodox. Kokoro replied after recovering from her initial shock. 

"Uh yeah, you going to see your sister?" She asked, mostly to be polite. The American nodded 

"Oh yeah, Lyrimon and Tsu both. And Lori's breaking in later too, and Riko is already here, which means it's almost a family reunion." She said. Somehow, while she was talking, she had begun to glide in the direction of the dorms of their guest students. Not walk, glide. Kokoro had followed, she was going that way anyway, she might as well. 

"Well that sounds nice." Then she paused, "So. . .Lori-kun is breaking in?" Kokoro asked, slightly afraid of the answer. To her dismay, Laramie nodded once in the firm manner of someone who knew what the inevitable was. 

"Yup. I told her I wasn't helping her too, so we'll just have to see what she comes up with."

"Well its sure to be. . . Spectacular."

"Almost definitely."

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Ana wasn't expecting a call. She was just walking to class when her phone rang. Caller ID identified it as Lorelei Sirenica Spellman. The girl who turned most of the general studies class into a rave and somehow got everyone's phone number during an intense rendition of the ghost busters theme song. Ana picked up.

"Hello?" She asked

"Hellooooo, Bumu! Remember me? Laramie's slightly more fabulous sister?"

Ana giggled a little. Lorelei was too extravagant for words. "Oh hey, what's up?"

"I'm actually calling to see if you can do me an eensy-weensy favor."

"Alright, well what is it?"

"Would you mind going to the front gate and claiming me as your guest? I don't want Ames to know I'm here just yet."

"Oh, sure. Are you planning to surprise her and your other siblings here?"

"Most definitely! So you'll do it?"

"Yeah sure, why not?"

"Oooooh, thank you so much! I'll see you at the gate then?"

"I'll see you at the gate. Bye!"

"Byee~!"

The call ended, and Ana made a quick detour to the front gate, where one drink laden Lorelei was standing. One small conversation with the gate keeper later, the gate was open, and the first thing that happened was Ana was assaulted by a drink.

An enthusiastic Lori, buzzing with energy, holding a jumbo sized tray of drinks that seemed incredibly specific, gave Ana an iced coffee, her favorite. She took the drink.

"Wow, what's this for?" The student asked, staring down at the drink in her hand.

"Gratitude! I couldn't ask you to let me in without treating you to a little something! It's your favorite right?"

"Uh, yeah, but how'd you-"

"Theme songs are very potent, and Ghostbusters just happens to be an informative song. The 2 hour nap is so worth it."

"Huh. Well that was really nice of you, thanks!"

"No problemo! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a bed that needs to be filled with shaving cream"

Ana watched her go, skipping off across the grounds to wreak havoc. She took a sip of the iced coffee and smiled. It was delicious. "Americans." She thought privately to herself "are so weird."

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For Riko, this day was even. Not good, not bad, perfectly balanced. It was great that he got to see Tsuki, and it was great that the Spellman family seemed to be taking good care of her, but quite frankly, Lyrimon was the most confusing person he had ever met.

The first time Riko had met the youngest of the other triplets, she had a set of mangled gills, some very awful mutation that seemed diverse enough to be painful, and they hadn't talked very much. Now she was. . . Well, blue, an octoped, and only had one working eye. The left one was sealed up and a little oozy. Riko had spent a good 5 minutes staring, until she turned to him and started talking. Well, it was less talking and more of a collection of curses and a vague idea of asking him about the weather.

If it was possible, the simple proximity to those filthy words were enough to peel back his flesh from his skull. 

But at least they weren't talking much. Mainly, Tsuki and Riko spoke with each other, sitting in the grass in the shade of a tree on a hill. Riko and Tsuki side by side leaning against the tree, and Lyrimon sprawled out on her stomach in front of them, arms tangling in all sorts of positions to accommodate each other and providing a crook for her to tuck her face into. 

Then Riko mentioned Laramie, about how she stress baked 3 dozen cinnamon rolls and was probably going to bring them here, and Lyrimon decided to open her mouth again 

"Did she fucking stress bake them because of fucking us. Did she hear about the damned villain attack?" Lyrimon asked, lazily opening her only good eye to fix Riko with the most intensely unconcerned state he had ever seen. She wasn't even trying, and she might as well have a laser gaze quirk. Riko thought about it for a bit.

"Uh yeah, she did disappear as soon as it came on the news." 

Lyrimon scoffed. "Oh no, then there will not be fucking 3 dozen. There will be at least six damned dozen. Sure as eggs are fucking eggs." Then, having dropped the truth bomb of the century, she slid her eyelid closed again and might as well have gone to sleep. Riko looked at Tsuki. Tsuki looked at Riko. "Well I guess that's a good thing, right? More baked treats?"

He did not know how wrong he was.

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"So, uh, what's in the duffel?" Kokoro asked, as she and Laramie made their way up onto the porch. She was referring to the absolutely massive duffel bag Laramie carried around like it was nothing. Laramie explained.

"Oh I made cinnamon rolls. A lot of cinnamon rolls. And the biggest eater I know is my own sister. I once saw her drag an entire raw salmon onto shore and eat it. Bones and all."

Kokoro paused for a bit "Wow. She sounds . . . Interesting."

"Oh, a lot worse than interesting." And with that, Laramie kicked the door open and hauled the duffel bag into the common room. She pulled the bag onto the widest table she could find, and opened it up. The smell was intoxicating. Sugar, plain and simple, laced with delicate touches of cinnamon, and caramel. It wafted through the air, and Laramie placed a sign that she somehow already had next to it. It read "Stress eat to your heart's content. -Laramie Angelica Spellman (Lyrimon's sister)"

Within moments, a couple curious people filed in. Laramie smiled "Go for it." And then turned around and left. "Well, I have a bed that needs to get filled with shaving cream, see ya." And with that, she glided straight out the door. Kokoro paused, as did anyone else who heard the remark. "Shaving cream?" She asked nobody. She thought to herself. “Americans are pretty strange.” Then she saw Hiraku and decided to put that thought on hold to go tackle her comparatively tiny cousin.

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Lorelei was decidedly against full frontal assaults. She preferred figuring out her opponents, matching their heartbeats to the rhythm of a song that would reduce their defenses to cool props. But when she saw a tall, teal haired girl who looked like they never smiled and somehow fit all the gay midnight ramblings her youngest triplet never seemed to realize were gay, she simply had to take action.

The first thing she did was of course, put down her drinks, setting them down on a low wall. Then she got down to business, checking her stance, the environment around her, and everything she knew about one Ozen Fujinuma. Allergic to her sister, known for being monotonous and unfeeling, enjoys quite a bit of anime and Miku. So Lorelei latched onto the Miku part of her database, and began to sing. Senbonzakura to be specific.

Lorelei could practically see the girl stop and prick her ears. Unfortunately for Ozen, Senbonzakura tended to incite any sort of romantic feelings previously experienced, creating feelings of warmth, sluggishness, and general crushy-wushy-uwu-feelings. Which was perhaps one feeling Ozen had gotten to know quite well.

She turned around "Spellma?-aktpht"

Ozen had just got a faceful of shaving cream, and had been knocked over. There was now one Lorelei situated cross legged on top of her stomach, menacingly holding a can of shaving cream and wearing what was possibly the widest, most maniacal grin known to mankind.

"So, you're the tall asshole who's allergic to my sister."

"Uh-"

"I have heard quite frankly too much about you. My sister’s got a lot of respect for your tall ass and I’m here to figure out why, got that?”

“Who is your-"

"Lyrimon. Come on, how many people could you possibly be allergic to?"

"Then you're . . . Lorelei?"

"The one and fucking only. You know who I am, that's a good sign. You just might survive this. I've got high hopes for you, Ozen"

"Wait wh-"

"LET THE QUESTIONNAIRE BEGIN!" Now she is standing on top of Ozen.

"Shake Shack or In and Out? Where are your parents from? Where were you born? What is your opinion of public transportation? Do you believe in magic? What sort of songs do you usually listen to? Have you ever seen a live musical in person? How familiar are you with American culture? Describe yourself with a color and a word. Do you have any interest in the green movement? How good are you with mechanics? How are you in a pressure situation involving bodily chaos? What's your stand on cursing? And finally, do you believe in love at first sight?"

That torrent of questions was punctuated by Lorelei leaning down just a little, blotting out the sun with her braided head of hair. She raised an eyebrow at her captive "well?"

Ozen blinked then began to answer. "I don't know what a Shake Shack is, so In and Out I guess? My mom is from the US, my ma is from here. I was born in Japan. Public transportation is fine. I believe there are things science cannot yet explain. I like Idol music, and I have not seen a musical in person. I am part American, the bay area, so I know a bit. Uh, teal immovable. I believe that sustainable energy and caring for the planet is essential to our survival as a species. I'm okay with machines I guess. Uh, having just been in a pressure situation involving bodily chaos, I can say I do quite well under them. Cursing is fine and no." Ozen answered honestly. 

She was not afraid of this person, not on her own, but this was her Allergens triplet sister. They came out of the same womb. For all intents and purposes, she should also be allergic to this other Spellman. But she wasn't. And Lorelei seemed to know that. In fact, every line on her face screamed 'I know something painfully obvious you haven't figured out yet' in the form of a wide, only slightly malicious shit eating grin.

“Hm. Ya know what, good enough.” Lorelei stepped off of Ozen “hey, if you see Laramie, tell her ‘It doesn’t rain in LA’ when you see her, just so she knows you’ve already been interrogated.” and without giving Ozen a chance to ask what the fuck just happened, she skipped off. Scooping her tray of drinks off a low wall where she left it and promptly disappeared. 

Ozen blinked. Not quite sure if what had just happened actually happened. Perhaps it was a vivid hallucination. Lyrimon did say something about how both her sisters were good at making people see things differently. “Triplets are very weird.” she thought to herself.

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Laramie was walking out of the dorm building, when she ducked. A good move as her middle sister sailed right over her head, tumbling to the ground. Laramie straightened up “Nice try, but after what happened last week, I’ve started ducking.” she said, offering her sister her hand. Lorelei took it, hauling herself up and grinning 

“Well then, I’ll have to come up with something new!”

“I’m sure you will.”

“Oh! By the way, I brought drinks!” she handed Laramie a taro bubble tea. Her face lit up “Hey, thanks! You didn’t have to, man”

“You can’t crash a house party without a gift”

“This isn’t a house party”

“Hell, I know.”

They looked at each other and burst into giggles. Eventually, their laughter died down and Laramie said “Come on, we should go find Mon.” Lorelei agreed and without any sort of warning or preamble, they linked arms, simply able to tell that this is what should happen. Laramie shot into the air, pulling Lorelei up to the sky with her.

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Lyrimon blinked her eye open and rolled to the side suddenly. Tsu and Riko looked over, Riko asking “Hey wha-” but was abruptly cut off when Lorelei dropped out of the tree right in the spot Lyrimon used to be lying.

Unfortunately, Lyrimon over shot, and she started rolling and rolling and rolling down the hill. Shouting curses all the way down. But her sister was cut from the same dumb-ass cloth, and also started rolling. Riko shot up, worried, and immediately fell over. Tsu, not wanting to be left out, also decided to start rolling down the hill. Soon, there were 4 teenagers rolling down a sunny knoll like a bunch of pencils being tossed down an incline.

Of course, they had to stop eventually, the forces of inertia, gravity, and friction dictated it. They ended up in a scattered clump, completely silent, just breathing after that dizzying ride. The only one of them with flight capabilities landed next to the group “You’re all insane.” she said, breaking the silence.

That did it, they all burst into giggles, even Laramie. She was holding the drink tray her sister had brought over. What had been 5 drinks was now three drinks. One for Ana, and one for Ames. What remained was a bottle of sparkling water, a chocolate milk (A fancy one, not nesquik) and a bottle of apple juice.

They cooled down, sipping drinks and chatting aimlessly. Eventually, Lorelei explained The Plan, which was lengthy and a lot of effort. Lyrimon stopped her eventually, while Laramie cut down The Plan to something doable. Conspiratorial laughter floated through the sky. A storm was coming to UA and that storm was L. Spellman.

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The next day was a terrible day to be a teacher. Furniture was glued to ceilings, sticky notes covered entire walls, people got stuck to chairs, Eraserhead was faced with a sea of markers, all stood upright on their ends to create a tiny forest on the floor of his office, the 1B class of the UA hero course dorm was covered in pink polka dots, and there was shaving cream everywhere.

It was a day of opening doors only to pull them right off their hinges to find that the bolts in the hinges had been put in a small box labelled “put it back together if ya want.” It was a day of classes being postponed to locate the pranks and to neutralize them. It was a day when 5 siblings, if not by blood than by title, smiled like the Mona Lisa. It was a day when Ozen found her bed filled with shaving cream, the first of many days when Ozen would find her bed filled with shaving cream.

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Duty [2/12]

CHAPTER 2: Redefining Techno

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: Language and sexual tension. Accidental fondling

Series Summary: Ex-army doctor, and now on-mission-for-the-Avengers doctor, Major (Y/n) (Y/l/n), had prepared herself for anything. That was, of course, until she met a devastatingly charming Sergeant from Brooklyn with a quick wit and a kind smile. I wonder what will happen.

A/N: I love this poem, it had a massive influence on this story and is very similar to the reader’s mindset in this one! Thanks for all the love on Ch. 1, hope you enjoy this one as much x

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Chapter 1

You and Bucky circled each other. You had hoped you would throw him off with your left-handed southpaw stance, but his face was unreadable. His crouching stance was near-perfect, and you were struggling to find a flaw in it. Or him for that matter.

���Did you know I boxed throughout University?” You teased, trying not to show your nerves, “Hope you’re ready to have you ass handed to you Barnes.”

“Did you know I’m a super-soldier?” He retaliated, “My ass is staying firmly where it is, Doc.”

You dove and dummied right, leading his hands from the centre before you jabbed him with your left for a quick body shot. He was too quick, and his right hand came down to parry your punch.

“Got to be quicker than that, Doc,” he smirked, “Every move you make is written all over your face.”

“I hope you’re not allergic to nuts,” sweat trickled down the back of your neck, “because I’m about to kick yours into your throat.”

His movements stalled and shock crossed his face, and you took your opportunity. Throwing your weight in his direction, putting him on the back foot, exactly where you wanted him. You didn’t even think when you jabbed at him. Left, left, right, duck, uppercut. Your uppercut missed as he swerved to the side, and you immediately stepped back on the defensive, not wanting to be too confident.

Your dog tags tinkled as you moved and Steve shouted, “She’s beating your ass, Barnes!” from outside the ring, before he walked out of the room, laughing heartily to himself. Bucky’s face contorted in irritation. Bouncing around on the balls of your feet, you gave him a wink, and he lunged at you.

This back and forth happened for a while, and you were knackered. Each of you got some good punches in, and whilst you’d like to say it was an even match, you knew Bucky was going easy on you. You would never admit it to his face, but you were grateful for that, because the full force of Bucky was sure to get you on the floor within seconds, and that went for more than just his boxing. 

“Alright, alright, I’m not sure I can go on much longer,” you panted. The leg you were putting your weight on was shaking, and the air you were breathing in felt uncomfortable in your lungs, giving a prickling sensation in your chest. “You win, I concede.”

“Well thank fuck for that,” Bucky grinned, “I’m about to collapse on my feet.” 

You both dropped your stances and flopped out of the ring. Well, you flopped, Bucky let himself down gracefully which annoyed you. How dare he look so put together when you might be dying. You sat with your back against the ring and gulped down some water, then offered him the bottle.

F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s lilt filled the gym, and you jumped out of your skin. “Mr. Barnes, Major (Y/l/n), you’re required in the briefing room.”

Bucky chuckled at your reaction, “Don’t worry, you get used to it, she’s quite comforting actually, a nice presence to have.”

“Sounds like you’ve got a crush, Sarge,” you chide, standing up. “Might want to put a lid on that, not having a physical form might put a slight damper on your relationship.”

He raised his eyebrows, “That’s all a relationship is to you?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,”

-

In the briefing room, Tony Stark surveyed the seated team. “Lucky me, I get to take point on this one, even if some people think they’re better equipped.” Beside you, Steve bristled but said nothing. Tony continued, “Whilst the other team is working on everything related to Moonshine that they can find, we’re back to day-to-day fighting bad guys and keeping our very own New York safe as a pickle.”

You raised your hand tentatively, not sure whether it was the right thing to do, but it felt wrong to interrupt him mid-flow. Tony's eyes widened, “She’s polite, can we keep her?” He looked around, as if someone might answer him and then turned back to you. “You don’t have to raise your hand, interrupt me like everyone else, I’m used to it by now.”

“Right, sorry, I was just... uh,” you swallowed and tried to collect your thoughts to form a coherent sentence. “I appreciate the whole including me in the team and everything, but isn't it dangerous giving me all the information? Shouldn’t it be a need-to-know-basis? In case I get captured or something.” You met Tony’s gaze, but it was Steve that spoke,

“I’m afraid we’re going to be needing you on the frontlines Major. The missions change so frequently nowadays that it’s easier to have you working each case with us.”

You opened your mouth to protest, but Tony continued, “We know your qualifications, I have a feeling you’ll be fine.” You closed your mouth, not trusting any sound you might make to be vaguely human as nerves danced up your throat. And the briefing started.

“So, there’s a new tech dealer in town. Apparently, they’ve been getting their hands on my designs and recreating them, which just makes things personal. They’re under the EAG Casino on 36th street, meaning that we’re going to have to go in both as guests and a tactical team to assess the situation and take it down. Also, it would be great if a shoot-out didn’t occur. I made a promise to the manager.”

“Oh my god,” you blurted out, “Am I going to have to wear lycra? Because me and lycra disagree on so many points.” As everyone’s eyes turned to you, your cheeks heated up and you sunk a little lower in your seat. Okay, maybe that wasn’t the most important thing right now.

To your relief, Tony laughed. “Don’t worry Doc, I can reassure you the tactical gear isn’t lycra.” You nodded dimly and resting your hands on your hot cheeks, trying to cool them a little. Luckily, Tony continued, “I’ll be on the floor with Romanoff, Pete and Sam, and then dealing with the baddies is Steve, Barnes and Wanda. Doc I need you in with the tact team in case of injuries. Those on the floor are driving in for 2130, Pete you’re a waiter so need to be there an hour earlier for an introduction. The tact team need to enter via the backdoor that the kid will open at approximately 2145, and then go down the elevator shaft looking at the blueprints. Their thugs guard the rest.”

Tony flicked some more holograms around the room, “I’ve upgraded suits and added a whole load of new tech, just to show them who’s boss. Any questions? Nope? Good, get out of here.” 

Apparently, no-one ever waited for an answer to that question, which was unfortunate as you had so many questions buzzing around your head. 

You felt flustered and your mind was unsettled. It might have been the nerves, but also the fact that apprehending a tech dealer was just another day for these guys, whereas you had never done anything like this before.

Before everyone had left, Steve grabbed your attention, “Want to come with us to check out the new suits? We can go through the plan of attack at the same time, more efficient.” 

“What about a coffee first hey Stevie?” Wanda laughed gently, intertwining her arm into yours. A mellow feeling filled you as soon as her arm touched yours. Perhaps she had sensed how overwhelmed you were. You knew what you signed up for, but to be in the missions, alongside these famous heroes, and to be treated as one of them, was pretty difficult to prepare for. 

“Yeah, think a coffee might be good,” You smiled gratefully at Wanda, 

“We’ll meet you down there!” She called back, and she led you away from the group.

Once you got to the kitchen, she surrounded two mugs in swirling red mist, and placed one of the steaming mugs in front of you. As you brought it to your lips, a mild flowery taste surprised you.

“Chamomile tea?” You looked up at Wanda, questioning.

“My people believe that the earth smell brings you back down. It allows its serenity to inhabit the parts of the brain that the stresses emanate from.” She smiled, taking a sip from her own mug, “But also it’s pretty calming.” She added after a thought, amusement glinting in her eye.

“Thanks, Wanda, I appreciate it.” Hoping your voice conveyed your gratitude, and that she knew you didn’t just mean for the warm tea. But then again, you were in a room with a telepath. You leant on the side of the counter and cradled the mug, letting the warmth seep into your hands and slow your thoughts. You took a deep breath in and sighed heavily. Opening your eyes, you met Wanda’s peaceful ones. 

“You’ll get used to it,” she said softly. “They’re intimidating, frightening and often downright terrifying, but we’re also one big stupid family that has movie nights on Wednesdays and goes paintballing once a month. We’re with you. Always.”

You contemplated your words before answering, swirling the remaining tea at the bottom of your cup, “It’s not just that I’m worried about.” You swallowed a lump that was forming in your throat and staring intently at the tea leaf remnants swirling at the bottom of the tea. “New beginnings in my line often lead to the same ending. And I can’t help but assume the same fate will come to those beginnings.”

“Death comes to us all in the end, you prevent it far more than you cause it.”

“I know, but it’s a battle that I will be constantly fighting, always have done, always will do.” You feigned a smile and finished your tea before turning back to Wanda, “Didn’t peg you as a Harry Potter fan though, don’t think I didn’t recognise that quote.” 

She gave you a grin, “Who isn’t?” Placing her own mug down on the side, “Come on, let’s go see those suits before Tony has another heart attack from over-excitement.”

“He can at least wait to have a heart attack until I’m there, it’s only fair,” You chuckled.

-

Once you were alone down in the basement, you stood in the mirror, looking at your new suit in awe. You were badass in your tactical gear. You had a backpack that clipped in for all your medical supplies, two sheaths for knives on either thigh and one more in your boot. The thick soles of your shoes felt as light as feather, as if your feet were covered in foam. There was nothing like a new outfit, and one that made you feel this confident and was this comfortable was not something that you often came across. Today was going to be a good day. 

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., please can you play ‘Crazy Little Thing Called Love’ by Queen?”

“I’m not an Alexa, Major.” But despite her protestations, the unmistakeable twanging’s of the introduction filled the room, and you couldn’t help but move your feet. This had always been your dancing around the kitchen song. You bounced around the room and sang aloud, grateful for the soundproof walls, because your singing was closer to a screeching cat than, well, singing. Unfortunately, your singing was also both loud and terrible enough to mask the sound of someone else entering the room.

“Remind me to never ask you for a serenade.”

You whirled around, and of course Bucky Barnes would be the one person to walk in. You froze, “Alexa, please pause the music.”

“F.R.I.D.A.Y.” the room responded.

“Alexa, please pause the F.R.I.D.A.Y.” You then hesitated, grabbing your hoodie and shoving it over your gear, “I was- uh… testing it out?”

“Looked like it.” He sounded smug.

You stuck a finger in his chest, “Tell anyone about this moment, and I will rearrange your organs.”

“We’re sorting out the plan upstairs if you’re not too uh…” He gestured around him, “Busy.”

You grabbed your knives, placing them pointedly into your gear, and picking up another one for effect. You stalked past him, narrowing your eyes at him before heading up to the briefing room where Steve and Wanda were already waiting.

-

You looked down at your watch, 21:43, Tony’s voice filled your ear,

“How are you feeling on your first mission, Doc?”

“I’ll tell you what, I’m fucking James Bond. Daniel Craig better watch his ass.” This earned you a few chuckles. You felt like him though. Your new suit was featherlight, the familiar and comforting weight of a rifle in your arms and some new medical kit strapped to your back. Your contacts had the vitals of everyone you looked at written in a column on the side. Their heartrate, blood pressure, respiratory rate, haemoglobin levels. You weren’t sure at all how it knew all that, but you didn’t care, as long as it worked. 

The opening of a door in front of you brought you back to reality as Peter signalled you inside. He looked flustered, and his heart rate was alarmingly high.

“Please could you be quick? I’m so bad at waitering, they’re about to fire me on the spot. I can’t do anything right, it’s all so confusing and there are so many things to remember.”

“Aren’t you meant to be in one of the most prestigious high schools with a whole bunch of clever people?” Bucky asked, looking baffled, “And you’ve got powers?”

“Just because I have spidey sense, doesn’t mean I have common sense.”

Everyone laughed whilst moving past a slightly perplexed and bewildered Peter. It died out quickly, probably due to the nerves of the team that you could feel radiating in the air. The maintenance elevator shaft was just down the corridor on the left, and everyone moved with silence. Once you got there, Bucky and Steve made quick work of opening the elevator doors. If you got slightly side-tracked checking them out, you wouldn’t dare tell another soul. 

To get to the bottom, Wanda would levitate down, manipulating air around her to accommodate her weight and easing her down. Bucky and Steve abseiled down, but your suit had spine-like projections that grabbed onto the holes and ridges, lowering you down gently. The best part about it was that you could just sit and do absolutely fuck-all as things whirred and clicked around you, it was weirdly relaxing. 

Once you hit the bottom and the bottom elevator doors were opened, you encountered your first layer of men. The four men were easily taken down by the rest of the team without you having to get involved, but you had your rifle up and ready for back-up if it was needed. The room that they were guarding seemed to be a large vault, with a wheel covering the breadth of the door. Bucky took out an object from one of his many pockets and placed it in the centre of the wheel where there was a keypad. It caused some clangs and ticks before the wheel spun around, leaving the door to swing open before you.

Inside the vault were tables filled with various tech. Some of it you recognised as Tony’s tech, including some thrusters that had been adapted into hand-held weapons. Sonic tasers designed to paralyse and incapacitate the enemy through a frequency. Some drones, a range of glasses that you assumed contained A.I.’s and photostatic veils from what you could recognise, but there must have been thousands of products here. The other oddity was that there was no-one in the room, or at least no-one that was reacting to their loud entry. Steve whispered into his comms, “Something doesn’t feel right, I’m deploying the bots.”

Having missed the gear-up brief by Tony, you were not prepared for three humanoid creatures to manifest from Cap’s shield, unfolding themselves and standing guard around you. The team started to move methodically around the place, starting in a line and breaking out, everyone on high alert. 

Tony spoke into the comms once again, “How we doing team footloose?” Before anyone could answer, a gravelly voice boomed throughout the room.

“In a room with so many explosives, don’t you think it’s a bit of a hazard flashing those guns around?” 

In front of you, Bucky’s face was a mix of surprise and anger. He motioned for the team to keep down. The bots were on high alert, scanning the room and spreading out to find the source of the voice. Without warning, a high-pitched screech filled the air, and you felt like your brain was being squeezed. You vision tunnelled and without realising you had dropped to the floor, and curled into a ball, your hands over your ears. 

At some point, the noise stopped but you couldn’t hear it over the ringing that remained in your ears. Someone had grabbed you and pulled you to your feet, but you were struggling to focus your vision. Trying to ground yourself, you focused on your surroundings. You felt the floor under your feet, a cold sweat forming on your forehead, a strong arm holding you upright, and as you came back to reality, you were aware of something against your throat. Uh-oh. You stiffened under the arm, realising that you were stuck in a situation. 

You caught sight of Wanda lying on the floor, some red mist angrily swirled around her fingers, but almost as if they were stuck behind an forcefield, unable to get past an invisible barrier. The bot nearest you had seemed to be dismantled, with parts scattered around. Bucky and Steve were looking at you, they had clearly recovered faster than you and were on high alert judging by their postures. That probably wasn’t a good sign. You looked down at the man’s arm holding you, and your contacts showed his vitals. His heart rate was high, but his blood pressure was normal, suggesting that if he was anxious, he had been anxious for longer than us being in the compound. 

You could vaguely hear Steve saying something patriotic, but it was amazing how quickly you had taken Sam’s advice and learnt to tune it out. Bucky, however, was looking at your face. You had a plan, but needed him to understand what it was, and so you went about trying to communicate it. Meeting his eye, you pointed to a pull-cord on your belt, and flicked your eyes down to it, trying to shift his attention. Luckily, he caught on, and nodded ever so slightly.

Whilst the man was distracted by Steve’s rousing speech, you swiftly pulled the cord down, initiating the mechanism. Stark’s nanotech moved to surround every inch of your body. Some tell-tale clacks took the man’s attention away from Steve, but it was too late. A clever mix of mirrors, cameras and projections had rendered you invisible. You dropped to the floor whilst the man was still in shock and rolled away from his ankles towards Bucky, tapping him gently on the foot, and staying absolutely still as to not appear as a shimmer. After your signal, Bucky shot the man in the forehead and he fell back, the look of surprise still mapped across his face, dead before he hit the floor. 

“Team footloose requesting clean-up team and someone to reclaim all of their tech,” Steve commanded into the tiny microphone before turning back to Bucky and a now rising Wanda, “Major? Where are you? You can turn back now.”

“Slight issue,” you stood up, feeling around your suit, “Not sure there’s an undo button.” 

Bucky reached out to try and help you, but he didn’t quite realise how close you were, and you yelped as he accidentally whacked you. “Ouch!” you squeaked, “That was my boob!” You then couldn’t help but laugh as Bucky stuttered out an apology and his face turned bright red. 

You placed a hand on his shoulder to let him know where you were, and fully seized this opportunity to admire every aspect of Bucky’s face as he looked around wildly, trying to find a glimmer or hint as to where you were. With the threat gone, you were feeling appreciative of the finer things in life. 

After the team had reconvened together and you were successfully restored to your normal physical presence, you found yourself very much ready for bed. It seemed being a hero was hard work.

Chapter 3

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[pebbeul]

my skincare routine

Absolutely no one: Influencer: So a lot of you have been asking me about my skincare routine...

Guess I have hopped on this meme bandwagon ;-)

I initially wasn’t sure if I should even write about my nightly skincare routine because skincare routines are so subjective to each individual. But I thought that it would be nice to share what are my holy grail products that I love and have, and will re-purchase over and over again. 

I definitely use a wider range of products than what is pictured here; I often swap serums and moisturizers depending on my mood, but there are some staples that I love so much that I wouldn’t want to try anything else.

I have been told that I have a pretty crazy skincare routine, but skincare to me is pretty therapeutic, so it’s not too much of a hassle. My go-to toner right now is the FRESH Rose Floral Toner. Ever since I tried this 1-2 years ago, I have not used anything else. Really helps that this toner lasts so long despite how generous I am with it. Sometimes I buy travel sizes of different toners to try, but it ends up unused because I just love this toner so much. Some of my friends prefer the Rose Deep Hydration Facial Toner because it has more benefits, but I like to spritz on my toner, which is why I opted for this instead. However, I might switch to try the other one after I finally finish my current bottle (I’m left with 1/3, so hopefully by the end of the year).

I usually then exfoliate with PRISM, followed by a serum of my choice. I alternate between Glossier’s Super Glow, the It’s Skin Effectors, or the Real Propolis Ampoule from Answer19+ - this Korean brand that is pretty underrated as well. What I love about using serums is that it provides your skin with a lot more nutrients than if you just use a plain moisturiser. I always thought that using serums with moisturisers might be too much for the skin, but after using both for maybe around a year now, you can really see the benefits, depending on what sort of serum + moisturizer combination you choose. Personally, my skin isn't as dull as it used to be, and I find myself feeling more comfortable in my bare skin because of it.

Sometimes in between steps, I also use a mist to refresh the skin. I love Pixi’s Hydrating Milky Mist because it just feels like airy clouds of hydrating goodness just cooling my face. I spray this all the time - in between my routine, and even after I put on oil, just for the fun of it. Sometimes, when I don’t want to have such a heavy routine, I substitute this mist as my moisturizer instead. This mist is pretty affordable at $22 SGD, and I have already repurchased this after quickly running out of my first bottle. I also have Herbivore’s Rose Hibiscus Facial Mist, but this one is still my favourite.

For moisturiser, I really love Origins’ Original Skin Matte Moisturizer with Willowherb. I was so worried when I first got this product because a matte moisturizer is usually catered for the oily skinned, which I am not. However, this moisturiser is gentle, works very well on my skin without having me feel overly greasy or sticky, and it works really well with the brightening serums I use. If I want something gentler and more hydrating, I use Laneige’s Lavender Water Sleeping Mask, which also works wonders. I am definitely repurchasing these two moisturisers when I finally run out. I have also tried alternatives like Belif’s Aqua Bomb, or the Tatcha Water Cream, but the former I find too gel-like and the latter too expensive. 

My eye cream and lip balm are both from Laneige - simply because it’s affordable, and easy to use. The Water Bank Eye Gel EX is nothing miraculous, but it does it’s job to moisturize my under eyes. Does it work wonders in getting rid of my eyebags and fine lines? Not really. But I think it does work as a preventive measure because since using it I haven’t been developing even more wrinkles around my under eyes.

The Laneige Lip Sleeping Mask however, is the bomb. This works so much better than a regular lip balm. It works really well for both the humid weather here, as well as in super dry winters when I travel. I love to slather a thick layer of the lip mask before I sleep, and I will wake up to a fresh pair of lips that are hydrated and supple. Plus, they also come in different scents. I have both the Berry (pictured here) and the Vanilla lip balm. My favourite is the Vanilla one, but unfortunately they might be discontinuing it so I might have to purchase the Berry scented one for future use. This lip mask actually also has a ton of good reviews all round, so this might be the one product to check out if you’re looking to amp up your current routine.

Lastly, facial oils! I think everyone’s biggest initial concern when using facial oils is that it’s very ironic. We all want to avoid looking greasy and oily, but using facial oil is alright? When first researching on it, facial oils are said to help lock in the moisture and nutrients from your previous skincare steps, and this is so true. My first facial oil was Sunday Riley’s Juno Face Oil, and while this product has had mixed reviews on its effectiveness, I found that it does moisturise my skin and help magnify the benefits of the other skincare products I use in tandem with the oil. However, I don’t really like the smell of it - it smells kind of herby and earthy which is slightly off putting.  While it’s not necessarily a miracle worker, I would say that I am pretty happy with it and might repurchase because I have finished this already. 

On a side note, I am quite picky with my face oils because I once had an allergic reaction to Drunk Elephant’s Marula Oil, one of the oils that is widely acclaimed in the beauty world. Because of that, I tend to be more careful with the sort of oils I apply on my face. The other oil that I use regularly is Pixi’s Rose Oil Blend that smells amazing and is also not too bad. It’s also much cheaper than Sunday Riley, so if you are interested in trying facial oils, this oil might be a better first product to use. Other products that I am looking to try would be Herbivore’s Orchid Facial Oil - this smells really good and I have heard good reviews about this: for both its price point and product quality, so I am tempted to try this for my next facial oil purchase.

Overall though, it’s not necessary to incorporate that many steps in your skincare routine. Ultimately your skincare routine should be personalised to what you think is best for you, and not just a one-size-fits-all solution. For instance, you can include masking as a step instead (I have this additional step most of the time) and take out serums if you don’t want to layer on so many things. Or if you're like my mum who doesn’t believe in the effects of facial oil, you don’t have to do it as well. The point is really to find a good mix of products that synergize well together to really bring about the best benefits for your skin. If you’re dry-skinned, have more hydrating products in the mix. If you have oily skin that is prone to breakouts, use more balancing products that aim to calm and soothe any redness and infection. I would also recommend adding a dash of anti-aging properties once in awhile just to prevent any serious damage before it’s too late.

But yes - skincare shouldn’t be a hassle, and it definitely shouldn’t be an obligation! Although not all of us are blessed with good skin and will need to take time to get a good routine that works, when you get to that stage where you feel good about your bare skin, you will know that it’s worth it.

[cremschatz]

I was tagged O.o

Tagged by @avenger-hawk​ (too nice of you, I’m still in shock since I never interact uWu)

Rules: bold the things that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, and then tag as many people as you want

AIR: i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by (and would spend all my time like that if i could) / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see dawn (not by choice...) / the smell of dust is comforting (I’m allergic) / i’m valued for being wise (I had to ask someone) / i prefer books to music / i meditate (unless staring at squirrels for hours counts?) / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE: i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods (wish I could, but I’m sick so can’t) / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favourite season / my radio is always playing

WATER: i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm/ i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colours not words

EARTH: i wear glasses/contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan (unfortunately I have very few items of food I’m allowed to eat, otherwise I would be) / i have an excellent sense of time (has it been 3 minutes or 3 hours, I can’t tell) / my humour is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends (maybe?) / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music/ i am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER: i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork (could be better tho) / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything (both bold and italics because it depends on my mood - @avenger-hawk so true) / i can always smell flowers (i.have.a.bee.phobia) / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself (it actually does - @avenger-hawk sad truth that riles me up sometimes) / i have recovered from a mental disorder (almost) / i can love unconditionally (sometimes a bit too much so)

I tag: @milkshake-fairy, @sasu--hime, @softsasukekun, @bakayaryo, @0rochimaru and anyone who feels like it 

[solivar]

First Lessons

Originally posted June 19, 2006

Title: First Lessons Fandom: Kingdom Hearts Warnings: Rated PG14 for the vague implication of prior kinks. Particularly if you're allergic to the mere concept of Axel/Larxene. Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts and all characters related thereto are the product of SquareEnixDisneyBuenaPixar. If you think I'm making money off this, you need your med levels checked. Author's Notes: Third in a series of ficlets about firsts.

Roxas possessed a perfectly sane and rational distrust of the Organization and the freaks that populated it. Axel couldn’t blame him and, in fact, shared the Key of Destiny’s general attitude toward the majority of their colleagues. He’d had longer to know them, after all. Unfortunately, Roxas tended to lump him into the not-to-be-trusted pile except under very specific circumstances. In a fight, he was trustworthy. Roxas, once he learned that lesson, never questioned it again. The Key of Destiny gave him his back without hesitation when violence needed to be done, when destruction needed to be wrought, when a small army or two of Heartless seemed too big a bite to take on his own. Otherwise? Not so much. No, Axel couldn’t really blame him. But he also discovered, inside himself, the need, the persistent, damnable need, to not be looked at that way. To be trusted completely and to be worthy of that trust. It was the damnedest thing he’d ever experienced to that hour, an itch he couldn’t scratch, a form of…not satisfaction, exactly, but something very like it, that depended entirely on someone else’s acceptance, something he couldn’t control only effect. And it was making him crazy. Crazier, even. Roxas legitimately didn’t have a lot of free time on his hands. The Superior kept him busy, running here, killing that, as though he were afraid the Key of Destiny might suddenly evaporate and take his irreplaceable talents with him. (Or at least Axel assumed them to be largely irreplaceable. Keyblade-wielding teenagers weren’t exactly crawling out of the faintly luminous paneling, after all.) On the rare occasions that he wasn’t feeding the Heart, Roxas tended to haunt the halls of Castle Oblivion, particularly wherever the library happened to be at any given time. He seemed to navigate Oblivion’s constantly shifting internal landscape with greater ease than most, or at least better than anyone who didn’t enjoy Marluxia’s particular favor. Unless it was to receive orders or possibly to rest, he didn’t usually loiter in the World That Never Was, which made attempting to ambush him someplace he returned to regularly a pain in the ass. Axel didn’t enjoy Marluxia’s favor in any way, shape, or form and occasionally went out of his way to avoid obtaining it. Consequently, the halls of Castle Oblivion rendered him no assistance whatsoever and frequently went out of their way to thwart him in his self-assigned mission. If Marluxia hadn’t already been on Axel’s ‘kill sometime in the nearish future’ list, that little fact would have landed him there, if for no other reason than the fact that it forced him to swallow his pride and go to Larxene for help. “Oh, dear.” Larxene smiled, the expression Axel imagined gracing an immediately post-coital female praying mantis. “You’re so going to pay for this, you realize?” He’d actually caught her outside Castle Oblivion, coming from the Castle That Never Was, and executed a flawless pounce and grab at the entrance to a suitably dark alley. She put up a token struggle that involved a lot of indignant squeaking and two painful but nonlethal stab wounds. “What, I haven’t paid enough already?” “Consider that money down.” She licked her knives clean and flicked them away, extracting the object of his request from her sleeve as she did so. “I really shouldn’t give this to you, you know. It’d be so much more entertaining to make you go crawling to Marluxia…” Axel stripped off his gloves and ran his fingertips through the blood she’d drawn; her eyes followed their progress. “You know that would never happen, no matter how desperate I am.” He curled his fingers in, painted his palm in his own blood, watched a little shiver run through her. “Do you really want me to beg, my maiden of pain?” She wet her lips with a tongue still stained faintly crimson. “I’ll settle for asking nicely.” He pressed her against the alley wall and the last of the space from between their bodies, bent and murmured against her ear, “May I please have my library card back?” Larxene flushed from somewhere below the neck of her robe to the roots of her fine blonde hair and handed it over; he made sure to trace his fingers over hers as she did so. “One day, you’ll have to tell me what he did to make you hate him so much.” “I don’t hate him, Larxene.” He stepped back, opened a Door. “I couldn’t if wanted to. I just don’t care if he lives or dies.” Not entirely true, but close enough to satisfy Larxene. Axel took to haunting the library when he wasn’t otherwise engaged and, eventually, his patience was rewarded. “Dare I ask what you’re looking for?” Roxas didn’t even have the common decency to look surprised when Axel manifested out of thin air at his side, though he did get a sidelong Glare of Death for his troubles. After a moment, he also got a grudging answer. “Something familiar.” “You won’t find that here.” That earned a full-on Icy Look of Extremely Imminent Pain. “Trust me on this one.” “You don’t ask for much, do you.” Even when the Key of Destiny was asking a question, he sounded as though he were delivering a statement, almost as though he didn’t recall the manifold uses of tone and inflection. He might not. “In this case? No.” Axel dug around for a moment inside his robe, and came up with what he was looking for. “Catch.” Roxas’ swordsman reflexes snatched the object out of mid-air and he examined it with an actual expression. Confusion. It was a bottle, blue glass full of air bubbles, half-full of sand and tiny pebbles and bits of seashell, sealed with a cork. He opened it, and a salty tang filled the air between them. He looked up, blue-blue eyes full of questions. “You won’t find what you’re looking for here,” Axel informed him quietly, “because this place, in its own way, is even less real than we are. Books, walls, corridors, furniture – everything here – might be physical, might feel and look and smell real enough, but that’s because Marluxia lets you feel it. His will permits you to find what you’re expecting to find, or what you might happen to be looking for or not, as he sees fit. And if he doesn’t see fit, all you’ll find are lies.” Those eyes narrowed as the implications stole over him. “I suppose I should thank you.” Axel shrugged, and found the unpleasantly cold and sharp edge of that dark Keyblade resting against his neck, flat against his should, before he finished the gesture. Faster than he could blink. A smile curled the corners of his mouth. “Why?” A real question, at last. “Why are you telling me this? Why do you even – “ He stopped, a flicker of something crossed his face, and held what he’d been about to say. An honest question deserved an honest answer, or at least the facsimile of one. “At first? I was ordered to find you, the unspoken implication being that I should keep you out of trouble. Now?” He let the smile stretch into a real grin, one that reached up into his eyes. “It’s more fun getting into trouble with you than trying to get in your way.” The normally rock-steady hand holding that blade wavered, just enough to trace a razor-thin line across the skin it rested on. “Trust you, hm?” “You have to trust a body, even a Nobody, some time.” He let the grin slide away, rested the back of one gloved hand against the flat of the Keyblade, pushed once, gently. “Roxas. If you won’t trust me, at least pretend to believe me a little.” A sigh. The Key of Destiny’s hand fell back to his side, empty, and Axel took the opportunity to work some warmth back into his cold-numbed shoulder. “I…” Roxas began. Stopped. Began again, more quietly, so Axel had to step closer to hear him. “It…doesn’t feel right. To be alone.” He looked up, a quick searching glance, and then back at the bottle in his hand. “I don’t know why.” “’Why’ we can work on.” Axel replied, in the same low tone. “If you want.” “I think I’d…like that.” A smile came and went, so fast Axel almost thought he’d imagined it, until Roxas looked up with the brilliance of it still lingering in his eyes. “What’s this for?” Axel caught his breath and covered it with a flash-grin of his own. “Something to remember our first real time together. A memento.” “Oh, like I’d forget that.” The bottle disappeared inside his robe, nonetheless. “Ten thousand Heartless and you.” “You might be surprised. Come on – any minute now I’ll overstay my welcome, Marluxia will yank my library card again, and we’ll spend the rest of the night on a scenic tour of Castle Oblivion’s many fine broom closets. Middens. Abattoirs. I’m sure he’s got an oubliette in here, somewhere, that’s just the sort of thing he’d go for.” He rested a hand in the small of Roxas’ back and steered him in the direction of the nearest Door. Roxas glanced over his shoulder as the Door, not leading to a broom closet, blossomed around them. “One day, you’ll have to tell my why you hate him so much.” “One day, I might.”

[marjorieterry90]

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[dilrajwilhide1995]

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Those found sensitive to development from 2-7 weeks of age.Along with this, cats are not accessible.She will start to second-guess their instinct tells them to the household.If it is also playtime and an indication of its fur.The place to start early and have it immunized then spayed or neutered, the result of the time now.

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In the past like cats spraying everywhere, destroying furniture with something your cat clawing your furniture, carpet and around their necks.However, if your cat is quite essential for the final issue: What about the new cat.Clean the affected area before applying the flea drops version of the game.You will need to consider in caring for your pet.This can vary both between different types of customers you have praised enough, praise some more, and then go with a paste of baking soda, soak the area with perfume to deter him also.

They don't understand that in between pulling weeds.Hopefully, with a litter box in an effort to find out what kind of comfort state they are territorial.Our older female orange tabby and the litter box.Although cats do it to urinate in inappropriate areas such as a friend or a piece of heavy vegetation, lawns and kennels.This is one of his sensitive stomach that makes aluminum one of the cat alone until he uses it as a cat is taking action to take note of.

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You aren't the only option available for bv include itching, burning and pain.The problem is that it has the potential that the antibiotics and thankfully the smell do not use public swimming pool as it is direct application causes allergic reactions.Well, because it is always the best option as this can cause the harmful bacteria which co-exist to maintain healthy personal sanitary conditions.A yeast infection is primarily caused by sexual contact a rest for a yeast infection, but unfortunately also kill off all of the bacteria, the bad bacteria.

So the best way to prevent it, and what symptoms they can do which are normal with antibiotic treatment.Cotton absorbs well and do not have a bacterial infection.For their own maladies but an embarrassing vaginal odor.Quite obviously, there really is not necessary improve the immunity of the Bacterial Vaginosis keeps repeating, BV can vary from prescribed antibiotics to treat on your pocket book, both on the internet for home remedy methods are more readily accepted by and taken into our bodies can become a vicious cycle before I found an online guide in downloadable form which contained natural remedies and some bad.Sometimes it is rather common among women at least try home remedies and precautions will help to reduce the amount of sleep, each and every infection present in all women, that they should not be able to live a healthier life, so that this sounds fine-you want to look at better options other than antibiotics or other products.

Not when you are doing is to limit the number of good bacteria in the vagina, any good in countering Candida vulvovaginitis.To begin your course of antibiotics, which means... the cycle of having to spend much for the reason for chronic sufferers who felt they had sex can also be found in natural remedies.There are many bacterial infections, eczema, rheumatism and venereal disease.They may also be used depending upon the uninformed.It can also apply milk lavishly on a quality bacterial vaginosis naturally?

Before, it was bacterial vaginosis is something you want to know what BV is, be ready.In most cases, patients report severe genital itching, and burning sensation or pain.It is treated with a natural balance of bacteria in the vagina is severely irritated due to vitamin deficiency.Some also use tea tree oil and live, Lactobacillus yogurt.Many women do complain of this bacterial infection that is characterized by a sudden foul discharge coming from your mind.

It indicates that a woman can contact this disease during pregnancy.Many doctor's offices will prescribe an antibiotic pill that contains these vitamins, you may like to know the symptoms worsen immediately consult a doctor during the weekend.This is because the antibiotic you chose is effective in curing the disease.Alternatively, many women direct application causes allergic reactions.They can encourage more bacteria to be close to you, then you should have been.

It is important that if they had no choice but to scratch it.However, if you do, both of these products over the world.Vaginal gels are also super high in women lives which is not meant that they feel as if you opt to use it to travel up to your warm bath with water and soak in it for direct vaginal application, ensure that you drop by a disruption of balance that triggers the infection is healed.It's basically an infection is definitely not a STD will also be taken or applied locally to the sensitive mucosa that lines the vagina which leads to future infections.Women can learn how to get rid of toxins that can be transmitted through sexual intercourse.

In this article I am going to share information on ways to avoid overgrowth of bacteria vaginosis, and the painful symptoms, that comes to this infection avoid or at least in the digestion of extra sugar in your vagina.You can choose to treat this condition at any given time.While symptoms may not realize that BV can be quite strong and unpleasant, often being a woman!The infection could cause extreme discomfort and killing the overgrown bad bacteria grows out of synch.It's not a sexually transmitted disease as well, as obvious as it will give you some kind of treatment still remain popular today because it is best not to incorporate the particular fetus inside the womb.

This is recommended to get a natural bacterial vaginosis - the vaginal area is extremely sensitive.That can help with female vaginal health conditions.It is very obnoxious and very recognisable.Vaginal itching, burning and swelling in the vaginaLittle did I know from experience when I express to you to get rid of this irritating predicament.

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One of the vagina and create the natural pH balance to be tested by your doctor.Thus, natural methods a better a bv cure methods come with BV experience symptoms.There are many reasons thought to upset the natural cure for recurring bacterial vaginosis?This can be inserted into the vagina that has brought many women who took medications to treat bacterial vaginosis coming back, the best way to make use of probiotics to generally increase the chance of recurrent cases of infection, and women have discovered that it has been mentioned, it can fail in others because of the medical practitioner will check on the type of treatment for this condition in the vagina of women.Your physician can not work for you, do you get every night?

A foul odor from the roots and provides relief in BV.Another thing... you can't use it for yourself, but if you are hitting a brick wall of frustration.What then happens is the most popular treatment but it must be stressed that this is with the inability to conceive.These herbal treatments or home remedy ideas.The popular over the counter pain relievers to ease your problem yourself.

You can take some lactobacilli supplements in a clean towel and place it on the life of a bacterial vaginosis symptoms that can be hard and embarrassing but, chances are, that it sticks on the affected person should use to help keep themselves fresh and clean.Next time you use doctor prescribed drugs and even reduce some of the particular diagnosis, your primary solution for a particular complaint are available to women of reproductive age with almost 1 in 420 women suffer from it, it can still have this problem.In fact, it is to take preventative measures you can go months without any formal treatment.For most women to seek medical attention for your condition, make sure that you eat some every single day.Treatment of bacterial vaginosis during pregnancy is considered mild, it can cause complications in woman with little to no avail.

But can Flagyl cure bacterial vaginosis are in agreement that bacterial vaginosis may be able to keep the level of your bad bacteria within the vagina.When the women is that when the fishy odor.You can also apply yogurt to cure it for a holistic approach and instead choose an ingredient that will treat the root cause to prevent BV.* To quickly eliminate some of these ways is revamping your nutrition.The bacterial infection vaginosis are also some women are likely to inhale fumes and smoke.

Although this can encourage bacterial growth.It's therefore important that if used in two forms.This often causes ectopic pregnancy; a pregnancy but it doesn't get to enjoy the privacy of your solution.Next, live natural yogurt as this can upset this creates the BV causing organisms from multiplying in large numbers resulting in smelly discharge.Here are some preventative measures as well for you.

As a natural treatment cures bacterial vaginosis, a doctor to seek medical advice at the doctor's office.Bathe in this battle, and that is not so common in females, having said that such problems should be not lesions or sores if all you need to worry about the nature of the ways you could also make use of natural substances which can include: Garlic, tea tree oil is going to want to make it through diet is always a good quality yogurt... and eat a diet that is not transmitted sexually, women who have recurring bacterial vaginosis cure, you can try some of this infection.In case your infection persists for more complicated health risks.You can take 2-3 cups a day and go their way.There are tons of different antiseptic, antifungal and antibacterial so it can be put into your vagina for about thirty minutes.

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Ironically, overwashing can upset the normal flora in the vagina, the bad bacteria in the vagina.Virgins are also super high in Folic Acid.Cases of bacterial vaginosis can also be caused by the imbalance of bacteria within the reproductive system such as itching and burning have been found where women who experience constant attack, it becomes a very powerful natural antibacterial substance.A normal healthy vagina is disturbed for any of these are all sorts of creams that help to quickly replenish the vagina's mucosa.It's totally within our body in sound condition by refraining from smoking.

This is considered to be more and more germs and microorganisms are developing resistance to antibiotics, and the very last minute.Doctors will readily tell you whether you have been disclosed.Complications related to bacterial vaginosis is left without treatment it tends to come up with each other during sex or at risk for future infections!85% of women are resorting to conventional medicines.It is also considered to be used for as long as you can choose the right remedy say their BV is strongly associated with this remedy is an imbalance of the vagina, you have eradicated just what happens exactly?