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gremlingottoosilly · 3 months

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The Art of Hospitality (yan!Nanami x fem!Reader)

Nanami comes home to his favorite roommate. He is hurt and tired...but he knows who will instantly make him feel better. Tags and CW: Yandere, mild dub-con, non-consensual masturbation, Nanami is a panty stealer, light age difference, power imbalance, housewife kink, groping, praise kink AO3

You accidentally took his shirt from the laundry. Nanami thinks it’s an accident – he isn’t sure that you’re dumb enough to genuinely not realize that you were wearing a man’s clothes for a while already, but he doesn’t think you’re brave enough to flirt with him like this either. You’re stuck between being dumb and being too abrasive in your act – and honestly, Kento can deal with the dumb ones. Always a pleasure to spend some time with a person who knows when to shut up.

You look simply divine like this – tugging a shirt that is too big for you in your tiny shorts, carefully rolling the sleeves up so they won’t get splashed while you are doing the dishes. Nanami never asked you to pull up with so many domestic responsibilities – but it was expected. He already allows you to live here without paying rent, so…only natural you’d be his housewife in everything besides affection. He knows how careful he must be – you’re innocent, as some college dropout can be, and you don’t really think of him like that. At least, he thinks you aren’t – he is sure that were you a bit braver, you’d already sleep in his bed instead of a tiny guest bedroom. If you’d wear his shirt on any other day of the week, he would simply note this in his head and proceed with his day. Maybe stare a bit, imagining your curves hidden by the baggy fabric, catching glimpses of skin whenever you roll it up a bit too high. If it was on any other day, he’d just smile and proceed to go to his study.

But you had to pull his shirt out of the laundry on the exact day when he dragged his body home from a particularly nasty fight with a curse. The thing was defeated – something about fear of bug larvae, the sound it made while being dissected by his knife was something that Nanami wouldn’t forget for a long time, even with an ample amount of alcohol. You just had to be cute and adorable and domestic and wear his clothes on a day when he wanted it most. Where all of his desires of retirement amplified, pushing for a fantasy that was just out of reach.

Until he saw you cleaning the dishes with the tenacity of a proper housewife. Nanami knew he had to keep himself in check – knew how much he’d scare you with this. Still, at that moment, he wanted nothing more but to push you on that kitchen counter, roll his shirt even higher on your body, and use you like a proper domestic wifey you are.

— You did the laundry?

He slips right behind you, hands on your waist. It’s a gesture that cannot be mistaken for anything other than affection – and you get stiff immediately, not sure of what to do. He hopes you’d be a smart girl and won’t defy him. He doesn’t have patience for brats right now – no matter how adorable they might look. You take a deep breath and release it, relaxing in his hold. He squints, a ghost of a smile appears on his lips. What a boedient thing you are.

— I did the dark ones, yes. I wanted to do the whites as well, but there wasn’t enough, so… You trail off, your hands shaking just a little bit. Nanami notices and leans on you a bit, pressing you against his chest. Your breath hitches again, panic evident in your body. He wants you to relax – and so he slips one of his hands across your waist, pressing you even closer to him. You have to get used to the heat of his body eventually. Nanami isn’t known for charity work and you’d have to pay him back one way or another – and currently, you only have one way of achieving this.

Nanami pressed his hand more firmly against your waist, squishing you between his body and the counter. You are forced to relax into his touch – with no way of getting out, it’s only obvious why you’d be this scared. Poor, dumb girl. No idea what is coming to her. — You washed my things as well? You put the dishes on the drying stand, wiping your hands with the nearest towel. There is a certain clumsiness in your actions – like you were trying to remember how to act properly on the go. Like you tried your hardest to be a perfect housekeeper without looking too desperate. Although he likes that air of eagerness around you.

— I wanted to do something for you, sir. While I can’t get a proper job. The little snag didn’t go unnoticed. Every time you try to convince him that you finally got some part-time position, something minimal wage and extra working hours, he will always say that working like this would be useless – that you need a real job if you truly want to build up your experience. After some time, you stopped even looking for openings, instead marinading yourself in your meager savings and looking after the house. Sometimes you wondered if he just wanted to get a free house worker – but then again, he let you live in this big house without paying rent or even groceries. The only reason you’re still here is because he is generous…and you don’t want to think about the reasons behind it.

Spending time around so many people with loud personalities, Nanami craved someone simple. Easy. Nice and quiet – and a girl who is too helpless to survive on her own is just that. Some people are not meant to survive on their own, and there is a certain dignity in relying solely on help from others.

He caresses your hands – you don’t understand why is he suddenly so affectionate after spending months not even bothering to learn your last name, but then you notice the smell of blood. Scratches on his hands. Something that smelled like wet dirt and metal.

You turn away, bumping your nose into his chest. Kento looks…disheveled. With his tie lost, a few buttons were torn off from his perfectly ironed – you ironed it just a few days ago – shirt that was now covered in soil and blood. He looks like he just got into a fight – with no indications of who was on the winning side. You weren’t sure where he worked exactly – something corporate, you think, some cushy position that allowed him to escape overtime and get home at 6 PM sharp every day. Corporate people usually don’t return home looking like something tried to chew on them.

— N…nanami, what…what happened? He sighs, rubbing his forehead. It seems like your question somehow irritated him – you don’t want to be like this, don’t want him to hate you. Yet, it’s almost like your worry is making him insanely angry somehow. You bite your lips, face scrunched in a worried expression. You don’t want him to die – or even just get slightly more injured.

— Got into an accident. There is nothing to worry about.

You’re definitely not buying it. Kento likes seeing you gushing over him – but knowing how anxious his little roommate can be, you’re certainly not going to let it go so easily. And he has no intentions of showing you the secrets of the world of jujutsu right now. If ever.

— You got run over?! — No.

— A dog attacked you?! — No.

— Oh. You were robbed..? He sighs, thinking of how he still hasn’t come up with an excuse. He should have – but the fight was hard already, and the energy he spent working overtime on that curse didn’t make anything better. He loves your worry and your kindness, but he can’t deal with it right now. Somehow, he has to divert your attention. Somehow, he has to take this comfort he wanted from you and your body.

— You’re wearing my shirt.

Your eyes widened, heat spreading across your face. He sees that he has successfully distracted you – your hands are coming to cover yourself immediately, tugging on the wrist of the shirt as if trying to see if he is right. Seems like you really didn’t notice you were wearing something that belonged to him. God, what a dumb thing you are. What did he do to deserve such a blessing? You take a step to the side, trying to escape the trap of his hands – but Nanami is not having it. With a grunt, he is forcing you in front of him again, making sure you’re set here, nice and comfortable. Trapped close to him – like he’d ever let go of someone as precious as you. He might be a lot of things – a workaholic, an extremely tired individual with love for useless and dumb sunshine girls, but he is not stupid. Letting you go now will only increase the gap between the two of you – and not even in a sense of age.

— I’m…oh. I’m really sorry, sir, it must have been mixed in the laundry and… He snorts. The sound is weird, alien to someone like him – you look up, surprised he even bothered to listen to you. You really got him acting so weird…it’s almost an achievement. Somehow, you don’t feel like you won something.

— You didn’t even notice it was too big?

— I have some oversized clothes. — Something that your ex left you?

You find yourself wordless at the accusation. It doesn’t sound too weird at first – but the harshness in his voice is making you shiver. His hands are on your waist again, holding you in a gesture that can’t be platonic – and this is the first time he paid so much attention to you. You feel uncomfortable. You feel desired, somehow. Nanami smells of blood and you find yourself aroused at it. Are you really that weird of a person? Fighting the urge to press your nose in his shoulder and breathe in his musk, mixed with blood, sweat, and that wonderful perfume he is using? The scent of which was traveling with you the whole morning ever since you took the shirt out of the laundry. Did you truly not know it was his? Somehow, you aren’t so sure now.

— I…I guess I just wasn’t paying attention. I’m sorry, sir, I will…

You insist on calling him “sir” despite your age gap being not that terrible. He couldn’t be your father – yet he has this aura about him that makes you a bit afraid. Just a little nervous whenever he raises his voice or hums disarmingly. You don’t want to disappoint him, anxiety filling every bit of your existence when you think about this – he is doing so much, he has serious work and all you do is gush over housework and trying to play a role you were not made for. Never thinking how hard being a housewife might be.

— You’re going to just take off it now?

You freeze in place, not sure of how to answer. Nanami chuckles. You don’t want him so close to you, touching you like you’re in love – but he is hurt, stressed and covered in blood. He is lonely man, you can understand this – who else would invite a girl to live with him because he spends so much time working outside of the house, he’d disappear for days on end and someone had to take care of the house? if he had a partner then, surely, you wouldn’t be here. It must be hard, for someone like him – but he seems so nice, so hardworking, despite the initial strictness…why is he single?

You don’t feel comfortable with his chin resting on your shoulder, but you’re forcing yourself to relax. He had such a hard day, and he is still hurt. You might as well indulge him a little.

— I don’t think it would be polite.

— Why not?

His hands slowly unbutton the lowest part of the shirt, the one that is hanging way below your stomach. He is not revealing any skin – but the feeling of his calloused fingers even through the fabric is a bit much to handle.

— I’m a guest at this house. Wouldn’t want to embarrass the owner, right? His hand goes to grasp a few more buttons, making you stiffen. You don’t…don’t particularly want his hands in that area – almost under your chest, with a single brush of fingers enough to make you feel hot. Throbbing. Enough to make you question everything you know about him and…other things. You want to be a good guest, to not overstay your welcome – but it seems like the lines are getting more and more blurry each time. — I wouldn’t mind seeing you without it. — I’m really sorry I took it without asking you…

— You can get punished for it later. But…

Nanami presses his mouth on your neck, inhaling your scent. You smell like him – his cologne, his shower gel, the fabric softener he uses for his shirts, all the expensive things he knows you don’t have money for. You’re relying on his kindness and, well, he can be kind…if you’re willing to be good to him, of course. Good, obedient, and pretty girls deserve their rewards, after all. He has the perfect idea for just the one right now. You whimper when you feel his lips on your skin, when he nibbles on the sweet spot at the back of your neck. It can’t be mistaken for normal affection now – not with the way he keeps unbuttoning your shirt until there is barely enough to cover your breasts. His hand lays on your stomach, warmness spreading across the skin…there isn’t a lot you can do now. Your thoughts are mixed now, not sure of what to do to make him stop or to let him keep going. — Nana…no, Kento, I’m not really sure about… — Quiet, sweetheart. Just a few more minutes, okay?

You sigh, allowing him to just…touch you. Get sated with the feeling of your body in his arms – you don’t know how much time had passed, but he just rubs soothing circles into your stomach and breathes, occasionally peppering your neck with kisses.

You want him to go further.

You want him to stop. Maybe, it was just a few more minutes. Maybe, he took his time – you on;y woke up from that hazy, dream-like state when he suddenly yanked the rest of your shirt off, revealing your braless chest to the cold air of the house. You wanted to cover yourself – but your slow motions didn’t do you enough justice, as he easily grabbed your wrist in one of his hands.

He kisses you again, and you move your head to the side to meet his lips. You don’t know what you want – you want to help him, to make his worries go away, but he is still smelling of blood and rust and you’d like to draw him a bath first. Maybe take care of him there. Maybe grab your things and run even though it would mean you’d be homeless. You can feel his erection pressing to the curve of your ass and you move involuntarily, sliding up and down – maybe in an attempt to escape, maybe in an attempt to allure. You want for him to say something, to command you to do something – be more forceful, be more kind, make everything better, and then do it much, much worse. You sigh, trying to just…

The phone is ringing.

You manage to read the name. You wonder who the hell is Gojo Satoru. — I apologize for this. – Nanami whispers in your ear, getting away from you. Still keeping a hand on your waist, holding you down as firmly as possible. Not that you have any strength left in your legs to go anywhere. You’re waiting for Nanami to finish the call. Something is telling you that he just found a way to make you pay for staying with him for so long.

#nanami x you #jjk nanami #nanami smut #yandere nanami #nanami kento #nanami x reader #kento nanami #yandere jjk #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu nanami

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Nekoma’s Emo Manager

Nekoma x Fem! Manager (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: probably swearing 🤷🏻‍♀️ idk if that’s even a warning

AN: this is an anon request! I realized I had it labeled from Spooky Anon but it wasn’t signed from Spooky anon 😅 so idk who it’s from.

*aggressively hits G note on piano and stares into your soul*

If you unaware of the song that made an entire generation, please google it

Also I will not argue this point because I have both age and vintage Emo on my side 😌

Now for a mini history lesson, the Emo I’m going to be referring to today was popular from the late 90s to late 2000s and into the 2010s

This means heavy black eyeliner, hair that defied gravity, neckties being used as anything but neckties

Black with hints of accent colors such as, but not limited too, pinks, orange, white, etc.

The days when TRL and MTV were the way to “stream” new music and hot topic was the source of all band t-shirts

Now that I’ve covered a small history lesson, let’s strap in shall we!

So get your check board belts and fingerless gloves ready kids!

Because it’s time to get EMOtional 😂

N E Ways- let’s just say, you classified yourself as an “Emo kid”

It wasn’t super unheard of to be different fashionably in school but you, well you were definitely a sight

Your hair was teased to the rafters, bows of every color along with skulls littered your hair

Your eye liner was the blackest black, and you skin looked like you hadn’t seen sun in decades 😅

You wore fishnet tights with vans or perhaps another skateboarding shoe

You looked pretty intimidating to most people who didn’t know you

I mean, your style doesn’t exactly scream approachable

However, the people who did know you, knew that your style of “dark and brooding” didn’t measure up AT ALL to your personality

You were a complete sunshine ☀️

A literal sweetheart and absolute Angel!

Unfortunately a lot of kids didn’t get to know you ☹️

But luckily, there was one guy who didn’t care about looks

He really didn’t care about much actually 👀

And that happened to be our favorite setter Kenma!

Because Kenma honestly does not care about looks or superficial things like that

Actually, when you first got teamed up with Kenma to work on a project, a lot of kids thought it was a strange combo

But somehow, you two managed to make it work and in fact, you got the best grade in the class

After that, you and Kenma became partners for every project

There was just something he enjoyed about you

Probably your weird similarity to Hinata honestly 😏

Soon you and Kenma started hanging out after school

You both loved video games as well as had similar styles in music

Look at me and tell me Kenma wouldn’t be into Emo rock 👁️👄👁️

Fall out boy, Paramore, Taking Back Sunday, THE USED!!!!

Anyways, soon Kuroo joins and he’s confused about your friendship with Kenma

Like you and Kenma are complete opposites but you get along super well

Eventually Kuroo starts taking a liking to you as well

Kuroo has natural Emo hair so it’s fate 💅

Kuroo soon figures out why Kenma enjoys your company as you are a literal dark ball of sunshine

Eventually you start accompanying out kitty cats to practice in order to hang out with Kuroo and Kenma

Upon entering the gym, everyone stares at you

You low key kinda scare the first years, Inuoka and Shibayama

Yaku and Kai are super interested as in why you are there

Yamamoto is just dead because there’s a girl in the gym 🙄

And Lev, well Lev can’t keep his mouth shut

“Hey you’re that weird chick that wears black and has crazy hair. I’ve heard a lot about you!” Lev screams

Yaku please 😌

“LEV SHUT UP!” Kuroo yells as Yaku kicks him

You just giggle, a sound nobody was expecting, as you say, “I’m Yn! I guess I kind of do get a little bit of a reputation but I promise, I’m not evil or something!”

“She’s actually kind of cute in a different way,” Kai says as Fukunaga and Yaku nodd in agreement.

Soon, you are coming to every practice and helping where you can

Setting up chairs, filling water balls, handing out towels

The boys quickly adore you and soon you just naturally become apart of the team

Kuroo officially asks you the teams manager which you gladly accept

It’s hard finding a club with your specific tastes and since you could still express your style and personality, volleyball club seemed perfect!

You enjoyed playing music, listening to music and writing which were all supported by Nekoma

Our progressive Kings 👑

Honestly they were so supportive of their Emo scene queen!

They loved when you added little touches of red to your outfits and even made a hair bow that specifically said “Nekoma” on it 🥹

Of course, they were still boys so they all found you super cute and adorable

Yamamoto was your personal body guard for everything

It didn’t matter what, he always walked you to every class and if anyone made any comments about you, he would challenge them to a “rumble”

Language you later learned, was picked up from Karasuno 🙄

You had heard about Karasuno and you were honestly so excited to meet them!

Kenma had told you about Karasuno’s tiny middle blocker

On the way to training camp, our sweet boys let you play the music

Honestly Coach Nekomata was way into it 😂

He was such a hip coach and he knew you kids were into some weird stuff

Please he was too 🤚🏻

Anyways, he’s just happy you bring so much joy to the team

And honestly you match Nekoma’s cat-like mysterious vibes

So when you showed up, the other teams just kind of stared at you

Obviously you kinda stood out like a sore thumb Yn, sorry to say

But don’t worry, Yamamoto is on the case 🫡

“WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT? HAVENT UOU EVEN SEEN A GORGEOUS GIRL BEFORE?!?” He screams

You rn 👉🏻😐

Yaku 👉🏻 YAMAMOTO STOP BEING AN IDIOT

You just roll your eyes and smile, bowing to the teams and greeting them

Almost instantly, they melted 🥰

Because like how are you both adorable and scary???

Literally Emo culture mkay

“Come on Yn, let’s go,” Kenma says as you wave and walk away

Eventually you get introduced to all the teams, including Karasuno

You end up making eye contact with Hinata several times as he observes you

Finally, he makes his move

“Hi there! I really like your style! I see your friends with Kenma and the pretty girl manager for Nekoma! I’m Shoyo Hinata and I’m a middle blocker!” He shouts

You smile back and greet him, “Kenma had told me so much about you! It’s so great time finally meet you!”

Kuroo and Daichi watch you both and shake their heads

“Boy short stuff really can make friends with anyone can’t he?”

“You new manager looks super sweet and outgoing, albeit a little interesting,” Daichi says as Kuroo nods

Soon you and Hinata, and by consequence Bokuto, become besties

Honestly you really enjoy hanging out with Akaashi but we won’t tell Bokuto that 😶

You share your knowledge as well as your unique style of cheering with the boys

You wrote cute little cheers and even inspirational poetry to share with the boys

Bokuto and Hinata loved your fancy words : D

And even when Bokuto went into his own Emo modes, the teams knew exactly who to call!

“YN HALPPPP!” Akaashi would silently communicate to you with his eyes

You 👉🏻 NEVER FEAR OUR SCENE QUEEN IS HERE 🦸🏻‍♀️

“Bokuto would you like to listen to some music or maybe we can talk about your feelings?” You say as you rub his back

“I could use a hug,” Bokuto 🥺

You 👉🏻😌🥰 of course-

Akaashi doesn’t get it, Nekoma doesn’t get it but they appreciate it!!

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glystenangel · 2 years

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Welcome to the Neighborhood

SingleDad! Sukuna x Afab!Reader - Modern AU

Series Summary: you move in next door and sukuna, the single dad living next door, notices

alternatively you’re a pottery artist that moves into the neighborhood and you and sukuna develop a big ol fat crush on each other. then you ****.

Chapters: 3/7

Chapter Summary: you gain sukuna’s trust

Status: Completed

Tags: Sukuna is separate from Yuji, slight slow burn (it starts off slowish bear w me), some pining and long stares

Warnings: 18+, Daddy kink makes its appearance, fluff mostly tho

Chapter 3 - Babysitting

Some weeks had passed since that conversation, and it still weighed on your mind as you were reading in your living room. You hadn’t tried speaking to him since really, as you wanted to give him space and felt ashamed about perhaps overstepping your place. Mulling over Sukuna’s response for the upteenth time, you nearly jumped out of your skin when urgent knocks were pounded into your front door.

You looked through the peephole and immediately pushed it open, “Sukuna?”

He was smartly dressed for once, wearing black dress shoes and a white button up rolled to his forearms that tucked into perfectly tailored gray slacks. He had a duffel bag stuffed to the point of almost bursting slung around his shoulder, and in each hand, a toddler that looked up at you with overwhelmingly cute curiosity.

“Hey.” He breathed, looking at you apologetically as he spoke quickly, “Could you please watch them for a few hours? There’s an emergency at one of the sites, but I can’t have the kids there and you’re the first person I thought of.”

The first person he thought of.

“I’d love to, come here kids.” You extended your hands out to them, and tried to contain a squeal when they rushed forward to hug your legs instead.

“Cookie lady!” They shouted excitedly.

“Daddy will be right back, okay?” Sukuna knelt down, offloading the duffel bag beside you and patting each child’s head before standing.

“They’ll behave, I promise.” He said with more anxiety than you'd ever seen him exhibit, “And anything they need’s in the bag, just so you know.”

“I got it.” You reassured with a smile, picking up Nobara to hold her to your chest and placing a hand on Yuji’s back.

“Thank you.” He shot you a meaningful look, “I’ll see you in a bit.”

“See you.” Your own goodbye was chorused by Yuji and Nobara as Sukuna sped off to work.

Once his car had become a speck in the distance, you looked down at the pair of children left in your care for the rest of the day, “You guys wanna help me bake some cookies?”

Their eyes glittered with elation.

“Yes!”

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By the time Sukuna came back the sun had set, and you had done your damnedest trying to keep up with Yuji and Nobara, filling the day with baking cookies, sculpting and painting little animal figurines with them, playing tag, and finally reading to them until at least Yuji had fallen asleep tucked into the corner of your couch. Nobara was still awake, but was clearly trying to defy the need to sleep as her head lolled from side to side next to her brother.

Upon hearing footsteps approaching your door, you closed the picture book you had nabbed from Sukuna’s duffel bag. You carefully shushed Nobara’s inquisitive gurgles on your way to opening the door and found yourself at the end of Sukuna’s pressing gaze.

“Welcome back.”

“Hi,” His smile was tense and he made an attempt to peer over your shoulder, “Sorry about that, are they okay?”

“No need to apologize, they were angels. They’re a lot like you, actually.” You mused, “I can tell you raised them really well and we had so much fun together.”

It was true, throughout the day you could see how good natured and cheerful the two were, though they definitely had the same chaotic impulses most children their age loved to indulge. They were troublemakers with hearts of gold, and you could see how Sukuna’s personality shined through each of them differently. It had been a day full of pleasant surprises.

"I know it's not easy for you to be away from them either, so...thanks for letting me help." You finished.

His expression softened considerably, and he regarded you with a look that made your heart ache, as if he hadn’t expected your praise again and now didn’t know what to do with the kind words.

When he couldn’t produce a response, you gently broke the silence, “Wait here, I’ll go get them.”

You closed the door and repacked the duffel bag as best as you could, zipping it closed and setting it next to the door before returning to your living room to pick up Yuji’s limp form and lead a drowsy Nobara to the door by hand.

“Is Daddy back?” She rubbed at her eye indiscreetly.

“Yes, he’s here to pick you up.” You squeezed her hand affectionately, melting at the pure glee she stomped her feet with at hearing her father had returned.

You let go of her hand to open the door again before lightly pushing her back towards Sukuna, who’s shoulders relaxed upon seeing his daughter.

She stumbled into him, babbling with happiness and he pinched her cheek affectionately before reaching down and throwing the duffel bag at your feet over his shoulder.

He looked at the essentially comatose toddler cradled in your arms, “What happened to Yuji?”

“He fell asleep!” You whispered, extracting Yuji from your arms as gingerly as possible and transferring him to Sukuna.

The careful movement still disturbed him, and you just about died when he scrunched up his face and wrapped a small hand around your fingers.

“I don’t wanna go...”

Your willpower all but fell apart at his sleepy murmur, and you delicately slid your fingers out of his reach.

“You need to go home with Daddy, remember?”

Your heart squeezed at his pout, eyes still shut and a puffy cheek squished into Sukuna’s shirt.

“But-”

You soothingly rubbed his back and patted the little boy’s head, “I promise you and Nobara can come over and play whenever you want, just as long as it’s okay with Daddy. Okay?”

“Okay…” He sniffled, and you did everything in your power to not kidnap him from Sukuna right then and there.

“Pinky promise!” Nobara’s tiny voice floated up from below and you knelt down to hook your pinky through hers.

When you stood back up Sukuna was in a similar state as when you had initially left him, eyes brimming with an unreadable emotion. Except this time, he suddenly started to laugh.

“As long as it’s okay with Daddy?” He prompted, his handsome signature smile making its appearance.

You flinched at your own words, realizing the term of endearment had casually slipped into your vocabulary after having spent the whole day with Yuji and Nobara, who adorably but unhelpfully blabbed nonstop about their dad.

“That’s you right? They didn’t know I was talking about you if I said Sukuna.” You hurriedly blurted, an earnest look crossing your features.

“Right.”

His teasing tone made your heart race.

“What?” You demanded, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Nothing,” He grinned, leaning into your ear as Nobara yawned, “Just like the sound of it coming from you.”

You nearly fell to the floor, and he stepped back as if nothing had been said.

“Anyway, thanks for everything today. Say bye bye Nobara.” He gave the sleepy toddler’s hand a tug.

“Bye bye!” She waved, blinking blearily as he stooped down and scooped her into his arms as well.

He gave you one last look before walking off, a slumbering child bundled up in each arm, “Have a good night.”

“Goodnight.” You waved back meekly, barely finding your voice in time.

You didn’t sleep at all that night.

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End Notes:

shorter chapter! next one is where the spice takes off😇 honestly would write more relationship building stuff with the kids butttttt again we’re here for Daddy Sukuna not them so

fuck them kids

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#myfics #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #sukuna smut #sukuna fanfic #sukuna fic #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader #sukuna imagine #jjk sukuna #jjk ryomen #sukuna ryomen #ryoumen sukuna #wttn fic #literally could not bring myself to make this chapter longer #keeping it short and sweet<3

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iampikachuhearmeroar · 10 months

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y'know I really do feel sorry for the younger 20 somethings (and anyone in general tbh) that are suffering from tiktok brain rot around "anti-aging" advice. like the other day, I had a review/reaction video from I think james walsh the beauty influencer in my fb watch feed, where he was reviewing/debunking the bs anti-aging advice that people give on tiktok.

one of the videos he reacted to was from some 21yo beauty influencer or some rando idk, I'm not on there. her piece of advice was to "always sleep on your back like a vampire to reduce fine lines, wrinkles and crows feet. that's how I stay looking so fresh... even though yes I'm 21 which contributes quite a bit but still. be disciplined about sleeping on your back ALL NIGHT, EVERY NIGHT to get the PERFECT SKIN!!!" like im sorry, what???? you're 20 fucking one (21). why the FUCK do you feel compelled to give "anti-aging" advice??? why the fuck do you even care about anti-aging stuff when you're like at least 10 YEARS away from any considerable signs of aging beginning to slowly show??? get the fuck out of the house and enjoy nature or some shit. instead of lamenting that you're "getting so old by the minute so I MUST ELIMINATE laugh lines and crows feet even though im still only 21."

"but but. it's in the name of self care." I can hear some people say. "but but. it shows that as a woman you take high self-care maintenance of yourself if you begin EARLY with seeking out remedies for and eliminating the signs of aging" other people are saying. and finally: "but but. look at zendaya (or some other young 20 something movie star or TT influencer like idek mikayla nougeira). she's promoting revlon anti-aging serums! it can't be that bad!!!"

I raise to people with the first response that: no. having some 21yo condescend to you that you MUST fight to stay younger and sleep uncomfortably on your back stiffly like a vampire is NOT self care. starting to "fight" the signs of aging is NOT being a high maintenance woman in your early 20s. it's just being fucking insanely obsessed with youth..... when like... you're still young as fuck. like yes I made jokes about feeling ancient and old and w/e when i was 21.... but that doesnt mean that i became weirdly focused on trying to eliminate any crows feet and laugh lines....... that weren't even fucking on my face yet!!!!!! or cellulite that's on my legs.

moreover, for zendaya or other beauty influencers that may promote anti-aging products. they get paid either 10s of thousands of dollars or hundreds of thousands or maybe even up to possibly millions of dollars for promoting some bs estee lauder/revlon etc etc anti-age defying gravity super plumping and hydrating hyaluronic acid and idek retonoid vitamins C and E serum fuck shit.... against you, a random 21yo from god knows where in the US (usually).... like idek calabasis or houston or whatever the fuck with fuck knows how many low count followers (im assuming but probs not idek and idc)....

the people who I'll listen to about aging are people who have actually lived a life. like jamie lee curtis. like sandra oh. like leslie jones. like viola davis. idek just people who have ACTUALLY lived a life and are happy with aging, i guess (even if yes, they're famous and kinda unrelateable anyway). not some fucking stuck up rude asf early 20 something whose watched 3 fucking antiaging brain rot videos on tiktok and NOW thinks that they're the utmost expert on anti-aging hacks. and this is coming from someone whose nearly 30. fucking embrace getting older in your 20s. cherish it and use it wisely.

I say this as someone who, in 2020 at 25, nearly fucking died twice after a massive surgery. why the fuck should I give a fuck about crows feet???? laugh lines (ie lines of fucking J O Y)???? my cellulite??? when I'm 28 this year??? (*cue these TT brain rot girlies* EEEEWWWWW OLD HAG WHO DOESNT DO GOOD HIGH MAINTENANCE SELF CARE TO FIGHT THE SIGNS OF AGING EEEEWWWW!!!!!) I'm finally healthy again.... but realisitcally, YOU ARE the one that needs to look in the mirror and realise that being young and looking young ain't that crash hot, really. wise the fuck up and delete tiktok and escape anti-aging brain rot.... when you're still a kid (in a sense) stumbling about in your early 20s... stop giving a fuck about useless shit you can't avoid.

#life #about me #shut up ilona #this has been bothering me for DAYS

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ON HENRY, a cyberpunk 2077 short (625 words, no tw)

Henry is— Henry looks like the kind of guy that not only needs to be broken out of rehab, but goes along with it, incredibly willingly, at the age of seventy or eighty or however old the median age of the still-alive Samurai members were.

Which was, maybe surprisingly, everyone. Everyone except Johnny. V thinks that’s kind of embarrassing for him, being outlived by Henry of all people, especially considering the kind of booze-scented dumpster fire Henry was.

(V tells Johnny this, near verbatim. Johnny flicks him off, unappreciative, and with both hands.)

His continued survival was kind of a miracle; or, more accurately, a fluke. He’s clearly had some age-defying work, but whatever it was never took, or didn’t take well.

The dark bags under Henry’s eyes have that parchment thin look, marked with deep wrinkles like the rings on a tree that marked his true age. V’s sure the upkeep on that kind of shit had to take time and money and active care. And while he had minimal face lines, the relative smoothness contrasted strangely with the spattering of liver marks across his skin. Especially ironic, V imagined, given that someone like Henry had to have been on his fifth, sixth liver, at least.

Out of all of them, Denny looked the youngest— maybe especially so right now, picturesque in her righteous fury, the sun shining through her naturally greying crown of curls. Brandishing a bat, she looms over her ex-input slouched back in a poolside lounge chair.

Comparatively, Henry is a worm. He doesn’t look relaxed. He’s lounging but only because the shape of the chair requires him to lean back so; his left leg is twitching something awful, the line of his body held taut. The hands clasped and tucked behind his head in a caricature of relaxation are squeezing so hard all of the muscles in his thin, scarred arms are flexed.

V turns his gaze from the pair to Kerry, and almost wants to laugh. He looks properly chagrined already, and from the way Denny’s focused on Henry, V’s not even sure if she’s realized he’s even here yet.

Kerry has one arm crossed over his chest, the other fiddling with the earrings in his right ear. He doesn’t even seem to notice V until he’s standing right next to him.

“Oh— hey, uh,” he squints, “V?”

V doesn’t hold the question against him, just nods as he settles side-by-side next to Kerry, shoulders nearly touching. They’re basically the same height— Kerry might actually be a little taller right now, since his boots were slightly heeled.

“This is…?” V tilts his head towards the unfolding scene.

“Yeah. I didn’t plan this. I mean, I broke Henry out—“ Kerry gestures at Henry, one hand still almost protectively wrapped around his ribs, “told him where Denny was, and I didn’t think he’d, you know…” his gaze shifts back and forth, voice dissolving into mutters, “thought we were having a good time, had a few drinks, reminiscin’ a little. Not plans to, uh…”

Drive a concrete truck and all of its contents through North Oak and into Denny’s pool, absolutely obliterating it and her current home insurance premiums along with it. V can imagine. He snorts. It’s kind of funny, in a vacuum.

“How the fuck is he still kicking? He looks like shit.”

It’s not until he glances back over at Kerry, who’s giving him some sort of unparsable look, that V realizes it may have been too blunt of a thing to say.

Weaponized fist to his mouth, V clears his throat.

“Uh, I mean. How is he still…” he waves his hand, trying to find the word, “alive? Respectfully.” In V’s peripheral, Johnny stands there exasperated with his head in his hands.

#cyberpunk 2077 #cbp2077 #kerry eurodyne #johnny silverhand #denny cyberpunk #henry cyberpunk #cp 2077 #anyway…. IC henry roast #i feel like this is juuust short enough to not need a cut but i can tag this as something if its bothering anyone so they can blacklist o7 #stomping in a glass house

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Is higgs a paramedic now???z

IT'S MY FAVORITE ALLEGATION

Automated Public Assistance Company

need to pull up the whole damn thread cause you know it would take me half an hour to explain it from scratches...i will do it anyways

=> RED is the only image color absent from the main cast of death stranding at the exception of deadman and the MEDICAL staff at the beginning of the game related to threating bridget's cancer, visibly attempts at slowing aging as well (unclear if medical progress in that regard given her nature as the extinction entity's body)

=> fact remains the access to "combining body parts in what seems like an incredibly unethical experiment to create deadman which was never adressed"

=> now that was a stab in the dark, but it aimed too true to be a mere coincidence, we have an adult BB and fragile's skin is healed, which includes body doubles, regenerating cells, which means that the technology of course advanced that much, but, it could mean the supernatural element of death stranding that is, grabbing someone from the seam back to life as well, as a detector device, this higgs is supposed to be stuck on the beach then how..?

=> we already know that "singing" is the mediator, the binding between cliff and sam, BB's theme is incredibly potent and don't have a single clue about whether or not "songs" might actually be, a key to understanding the interactions between BTs..between the past and the present...how cliff and sam could talk....much to think about is it not?

=> now if you look at the background and the strange star with six branches on the bots behind higgs-amelie? it evocates significantly the american STAR OF LIFE of emergency medical care!!!!!! and want to know what's even stranger ??? it was originally designed by...the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration!!!!!!! we are playing a game of deliveries are we not?!!! strange things in the strangest of lands...

enters the greek god of medecine Asclepius

=> kojima as the biggest fan of snakes representations in any culture worldwide, he pulls up quite a bit of different snakes and it would really be dismissive to not assume that well, the man who made a game that explains obviously greek names and chirality as just one of them, well, a god represented by a snake around a rod, that one he must surely enjoy.

=> the odradek is a "snake-like", circling around a "stick"

=> tell me who is the stick and who is the rope in death stranding? that's right, for some reason, this higgs is surely a stick yes!

i will spare you from the full explanation about the mythos of my dear asclepius but lo and behold as it involves the death of a mother, immortality, returning from death from the clutch of hades, defying gods, being half mortal and half a god and

dying struck by lighting as punishment, it's getting so long but let me get this straight, asclepius is either a man who beat up snakes, who saves snakes, who was told secrets, who was whispered to and lo and behold?

isn't the ear the only flesh part we see of this higgs?

“It is said that in return for some kindness rendered by Asclepius, a snake licked Asclepius's ears clean and taught him secret knowledge. Asclepius bore a rod wreathed with a snake, which became associated with healing. Another version states that when Asclepius was commanded to restore the life of Glaucus, he was confined in a secret prison. While pondering on what he should do, a snake crept near his staff. Lost in his thoughts, Asclepius unknowingly killed it by hitting it again and again with his staff. Later, another snake came there with an herb in its mouth, and placed it on the head of a dead snake, which soon came back to life. Seeing this, Asclepius used the same herb, which brought Glaucus back. A species of non-venomous pan-Mediterranean serpent, the Aesculapian snake (Zamenis longissimus) is named for the god."

APAC, automated

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The Ultimate Guide to Achieving Holistic Health and Beauty with Natural Remedies and Wellness Tips | Gezondenmooi

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caffeinated-chaos-bean · 1 year

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Cerridwen: Kikumi’s Race

Cerridwen

The name originates from the Celtic-Irish goddess of of the moon, magic, agriculture, poetry, music, art, and science. She was also the Keeper of the Cauldron. Her name means “chiding love.”

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Racial Background:

Cerridwen (pronounced “see-ruhd-wen”, unlike its namesake pronunciation of “keh-ruhd-wen”) are an ancient race similar to that of Elves with a civilization built around nature and it's elements. While not fully advanced in the area of technology, they are profound in tuning in with their surroundings as well as the wildlife tied to their individual element, keeping a keen affinity towards their cultural upbringing and their abilities. They are known for their pointed, Elf-like ears, fluffy hair, and enhanced senses. The most common elements are water, earth, fire, and wind, with the exception of the Royal family being able to use derivatives of each element to some extent. Cerridwen claim silver as a prized mineral and have an almost regal or divine feeling that radiates from the race, even if it does not correspond to their individual personality. While not immortal, Cerridwen are known to have quite a long lifespan. They can live up to 3-times that of a human with a maximum age of 750-years. Due to this prolonged life, the Cerridwen culture is highly based upon agriculture and lunar philosophy. Most hold titles related to poetry, music, art, and scholarly teachings.

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Environment:

They inhabit lush forests and greenery, keeping in touch with nature as they live within their kingdom known as Salene (pronounced as "suh lean"). Their agriculture is rich and their biggest export and source of income is silver, a mineral claimed to have the ability to heal those who are pure at heart. While many Cerridwen live together in Salene, the kingdom is divided into sections to help better those with distinct elemental properties, with each having it's own God/Goddess to worship and cultural upbringing. This makes for Salene to be a multicultural kingdom. Those of each elemental faction dress according to their respective element, though they all share two common fashion traits - the wearing of soft, flowy fabrics and a touch of silver in their clothing. At the head of the kingdom lies the Royal Palace, home to the kingdom's rulers. The Cerridwen call it "The Palace of the Divine", believing that the Royal Family has deep ties to the Gods/Goddesses. The Royal Family is marked with the Brand of the Moon, an intricate design linked to their main Goddess, Cherika, who their race claim to be a spiritual embodiment of the moon itself. The Royal Family tend to dress in soft colors and long, cascading clothes. The fabric is the softest in the land and flows almost spiritually.

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Appearance and Variations:

Each Cerridwen is unique, be it how they dress or their physical appearance. One can go from very pale skin and freckles to a lush tan and hair as white as snow. While each personality is different, they tend to tie into the element that they were born into. Those of Fire tend to have a more "heated" and "bold" personality, Water having a more "calm" and "thoughtful" demeanor, Wind being "free-spirited" and "breezy", and Earth being "caring" and "shy". The Royal Family are the only ones who defy this, as they tend to have a graceful and firm-but-gentle aspect to their personalities.

Within the elemental factions of the Cerridwen race, there also lies Divine-, High-, Mid-, and Low-Blood classes.

Those born into the Divine-Blood class consist only of the Royal Family, as it is said that their family line was blessed by Cherika, herself. Each have the Brand of the Moon, though it is in a unique place for each member of the family. One may have it on their upper arm while another could have it on their lower back.

Those of the High-Blood class consist of those with an attitude in which they believe they are above all classes (and in some cases, even Divine-Bloods). They tend to be closer to the way High Elves think about others, but won't outright claim to be above all else - instead, they'll simply think it and imply it by their actions. That is to say, however, it is possible for a High-Blood to not have this attitude; it's just very uncommon/rare. High-Bloods deal with teaching the elite and usually obtain the job of scholars and philosophy. Elements that are usually tied, but not limited, to this class are Fire and Water.

Those who are in the Mid-Blood class are the Cerridwen counterpart to Wood Elves and the Human working (middle) class. They are hard workers and strive to be above petty accusations, sticking to the ideal of being "honest and true." Mid-Bloods take care of the children and the animals, being the most connected to their surroundings. Mid-Bloods are usually seen keeping peace when not with animals or children. Elements that are usually tied, but not limited, to this class are Earth and Wind.

The Low-Blood class consists of either half or element-less Cerridwen and is the counterpart to Half-Elves and Drow/Dark Elves.

Those who are born into this class and still retain a curiosity for the Cerridwen culture are the Half-Cerridwen, also referred to as the Dwai. They're like their Mid-Blood brothers and sisters, but have a more rebellious streak to them due to their Human half.

Element-less Cerridwen, referred to as the Kehn, are full-blooded Cerridwen whose elemental abilities never took shape. They're very polite, though it has an almost sarcastic hint to it no matter what they do. This is why they are viewed as the Cerridwen counterpart to Drow/Dark Elves. Due to High-Bloods treating them lower than even the Dwai, this form of Low-Blood has begun to draw away from their traditional Gods/Goddesses and turn more towards what they call the "Divine Warriors", the most prominent being the Goddess Elli who believed that all have the potential to be strong throughout their years and is said to have struck down all those who opposed her. The Kehn usually take part in being palace guards and the royal army.

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saferwithwords · 2 years

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The Second Death of Dominic

“I miss him more than I remember him.” Kevin cocked his head to look Lucy in the eye. She re-applied her lipstick in the car but worried it to her fingertips and looked anywhere except the main gate and the journalists on the other side. As soon as the car cleared the mob and parked around the laurel bushes, Lucy shoved the door open, leaving Kevin behind for the shade of a large oak. She kept her eyes down and clenched her fingers each time she dug her white heels into the moss.

“They told me he would look the same. The sensor, or whatever, would pick up his energy, and everyone else has looked the same as before.” Even from three-hundred yards, the cameras were still flashing. Every news channel wanted a photo of the charming woman, wrapped in a pale dress, standing in a cemetery. “So last night, I tried to imagine how he would look if he hadn’t-” She stooped to brush the moss and dirt from her shoes, and Kevin waited the full minute and forty-seven seconds for her to stand.

Lucy’s hands were the only give away to her age. She had spent the past fifty years cracking her knuckles and wrists and rubbing her palms until the flesh gave way to loose skin and wrinkles. Now, she smacked them together, dark eyebrows furrowed. Kevin handed her a handkerchief for the dirt stuck to her lipstick-stained fingers. Beyond the oak, workers swarmed the gravesite. They waited for a machine to do most of the digging before going in with shovels. Some were setting up tables with computers and untangling powerlines. In a few minutes, these people would defy nature, but they didn’t have a more efficient design for the equipment.

“I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t imagine what he would look like at fifty years old.” Lucy faced Kevin for the first time, and he took his handkerchief, streaked with red and brown. “I can’t even remember how he looked back then. His details are there. He had the best lashes,” she exhaled, “and his voice. I know I loved his voice.”

This was how every conversation went. Small reminders tripped her up, and once she caught momentum, there was no stopping the avalanche. “But if I try to remember all of him, I can’t. Suddenly, his eyebrows don’t fit with his nose, and his voice is too breathy. I can see his hands but now how long his fingers were.”

“That’s okay, ya know? Dominic’s been dead almost thirty years, longer than he was alive.”

“I’ve remembered him longer than I knew him.” The words spilled from somewhere deeper than her lungs. “I’m not religious, but it’s felt that way. Like how Catholics say they know God, know Jesus. I used to roll my eyes, but they might be closer to God than I am to Dominic.”

Kevin worked for the company in finances. After Dominic died, performing felt wrong. It didn’t make sense, but being on stage felt like Kevin was stealing from him, so Kevin went to college, finished his masters, and interviewed with a start-up company which promised to bring loved-ones back from the grave. He was independently contracted and suffered financially. All his time and effort, eaten by a company generating no revenue. Many years later, the first resurrection took place: a highly publicized death-row inmate. No one cared if he was stuck in limbo or purgatory or even ceased to exist. Money poured in, but Kevin obsessed over the process. He applied internally on behalf of his good friends.

After his application, the marketing team fell in love with Lucy. In her interview, she twisted them between heart-wrenching, earnest words, much like she was doing to him now. “And grieving him gives me drive, Kevin,” she said. “After he died, I hated the 10th of February. It was also a Thursday, so I hated Thursdays and the 10th of every month. Then I hated the 9th in anticipation of the 10th, but that didn't feel like enough, so I hated Wednesdays too. Tack on his birthday and every holiday, and before I knew it, I had a reason to wake up and despise every day.”

Kevin didn’t need the application video to know her story. He was best friends with both of them. Kevin introduced Dominic to Lucy at a party, celebrating their return from a world-tour. He and Kevin performed on the same show as a lead and backup. That night, all eyes were on Dominic, but he was looking at Lucy.

Everyone said she was nuts for moving so fast with him, but Dominic picked their house, called during lunch breaks, and shared every part of his life. When Lucy started her dream career, Dominic forfeit his due to the travel, but he found a fix in private work and coaching. That autumn, Dominic packed his schedule to pay for an engagement ring. He was working on choreography for a tv show, fell asleep during rehearsal, and woke up in the hospital. Kevin met Lucy and Dominic’s mom in the waiting room. Within just a few hours, the doctor diagnosed “exhaustion,” ordered tests for his swollen lymph nodes, and sent them home.

Under the stained-glass light fixtures of their local diner, Dominic told Kevin the doctors estimated one year. Dominic didn’t cry. Dominic didn’t cry for another three months, not until he was asked to step-down from the show. His existence was a prelude to death. He was never going to be a husband, a father, and he would never again be a performer. All around him, people were grieving him.

One of the diggers yelled, and they brought the small crane around for the casket. Kevin’s coworker, Mark, assured them there would be very little decomposition of the casket or body. This part of the south-west was too dry. It sucked the moisture from new sidewalks, wetted lips, and apparently, cemeteries. Dominic wasn’t exposed to the elements or unscrupulous earth. But here, under the oak, damp dirt caked Kevin’s shoes and bore heavy moss.

Dominic never wrote a will. Even after the diagnosis he was optimistic for recovery. They didn’t know a single person in their twenties who died of cancer. Then the year-long countdown began, and he probably meant to at the last minute, but the last minute arrived two months early. Currently, Kevin was glad Dominic hadn’t formed plans for after his death. He wanted to be cremated, but his mother wanted him buried. Lucy asked Kevin to let it go. Dominic was dead, and funeral plans are for the living. If he had been cremated, resurrection wouldn’t be possible now.

There were other rules to resurrection. “Let’s go over them one more time,” Mark would say. “One: we can’t touch. I know this will be hard for both of you, but we can’t risk anything that might get him stuck here. Two: we can’t ask him about the afterlife. We don’t know where he came from, and the public doesn’t think we should know. Whatever he tells you voluntarily is fine, but don’t ask. Last, we have only three minutes. We can’t risk any longer, or something could happen. Our priority is to make sure he gets back where he belongs.” One time, an old man touched his resurrected wife. Sensors went off, and the technicians cut their visit short. They couldn’t be sure she was okay.

The diggers brought up the casket. Two other employees approached with handhelds and smoothed them along the arched wood like sonogram technicians.

“Every year I read a story with my students. A family gets three wishes, and the mother asks to see her dead son, but he’s disfigured from the fatal accident.” Kevin knew the story. “I always thought she was a fool. Yet, here I am.” At the site, Mark caught Kevin’s eye and flashed five fingers. Almost go-time, and she was waffling. “His mother told me I shouldn’t do it. She wants to wait for November.”

“We aren’t using a cursed object.” Kevin stopped her. “This is science. I’ve seen them do it before. If there was even a chance something bad could happen, I wouldn’t have brought you here. I’ve worked with this company for years, and they’re doing a lot of good. I’ve seen people get closure. Last year, a little boy died in a car accident. Last week, his mother introduced him to his new sister. I promise. It will be okay.” Three fingers now. “Let’s head over.”

They stepped into the sunlight where grass crunched under-foot. Lucy saw the casket for the first time since the funeral. An effort was made to brush away the dirt and lay down a cover. Piano played softly.

“Dominic,” she whispered. Employees and loved ones, including Dominic’s siblings, stood in their best clothes and created a silent aisle, offering support with wet smiles and summer bouquets of marigolds. Surrounded, the pair couldn’t see or hear the cameras and strangers. Lucy held onto Kevin’s arm. “What do I say?” At Dominic’s mother’s house, she blow-dried her hair and curled it under, a trend of 30 years ago. “What if he doesn’t recognize me? I’m so old now.”

“He will remember. I’m sure he’s been thinking about you, waiting. Heck, maybe he’s been with you all this time.” The wind blew her dress around Kevin’s legs. “You were nervous when I first introduced you, remember? He loved you anyway. This will be the same.” With her free hand, Lucy gathered her dress and walked. Ahead, Mark and a priest waited with the casket. On either side, Kevin saw their senior year gym teacher who almost failed Dominic, family friends who owned the diner, and close coworkers from their tours. Caught up in memories, Kevin stumbled over Lucy. She had stopped only a few feet away from the end.

Mark leaned in to whisper something to Dominic, and he turned to them, breaking into a toothy grin and reaching out his hand. He stood casually, waiting patiently, and he looked solid, but the breeze didn’t ruffle his black hair. Dominic’s cheeks were full, skin richly tanned. He was healthy again, filling out his jeans and flannel. “Lucy?” he asked. At the end of the aisle, Kevin let her go to Dominic. She smiled, looking up through the tears in her lashes. The audience leaned in, frozen.

“Are you ready?” prompted the priest. Lucy nodded, so he took her hands and stood between them to face their friends and family. “We are gathered here today to say a final farewell to our friend, Dominic. God has given us the talents and technology to visit with those in his kingdom, and we both thank Him for His love and ask forgiveness for our transgressions.” He bowed his head. “From St. Paul’s Corinthians, “When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.” “Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?” Thank you, and God

bless.” To Lucy and Dominic he said, “Please remember the rules, and I wish the best for you both.” The priest patted Lucy’s hands, nodded to Dominic, and stepped away.

Left in their own world, Lucy hesitated. She wanted to melt into his scent, steal his warmth, hear his heartbeat. Gravitating closer, Dominic pushed his hair back, scrunching his upturned nose, transporting Lucy to a dingy basement party with loud music, cigarettes, and him. Now only two minutes to share the past thirty years, all the feelings and experiences. Nothing prepared them for the inadequacy of words at a moment like this, and frozen, Lucy cried because, no matter what they said, she would be left behind again.

“I’ve missed you.” He spoke first. Dominic and Lucy could have touched. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He was controlled, and Lucy trembled, dress shimmering in the sun, hands clenched at her side. Dominic leaned into her, and his bangs almost brushed her forehead, noses almost touching, palms hovering over her shoulders, arms, then waist. They were so close, searching each other’s faces, remembering and memorizing. “I’m sorry you had to be so strong. You lived through it with me, and I got to leave that pain behind, but you continued living. For me, it feels like yesterday and a hundred years ago, but you carried this.” Lucy hunched into him, separated by only dust.

“I miss you every day, and I didn’t know what to do. I still don’t. At the hospital- I’m so sorry. We turned off- we let you go. I’m so sorry, but I didn’t have a choice. They said it spread, and you were in pain.” She blinked rapidly. “I couldn’t see you like that.”

“There’s nothing to forgive. I know you did your best, Lucy.”

“We lost our future.” Dominic reached for her but then dropped his hands.

“We lost one future, and you still have some time left. It’s just a little while longer, and I want you to live well, okay? The one left behind has to live for both, and when you’re ready, I promise to be waiting. We’ll have all the time in the world to catch up. Then, we’ll try again. We’ll be born with long lives, and I will come find you.” He laughed boyishly, hair flipping out of his face. “I’ll run.”

“Dominic,” she whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” His gaze unfocused. “I think it’s time for me to go.” Dominic refocused and scanned the crowd with shining dark eyes. He smiled. “I was given so much love.” When he found Kevin, he stepped closer, one hand with Lucy. “Thank you for everything, Kevin. Please look after her a little longer, and tell my mom hello.” Dominic’s smile broke into a grin. “And have some fun. You don’t owe me any grief.”

Kevin and Luisa, Dominic’s sister, helped Lucy to the car. Luisa was taking Lucy to her mother’s house for dinner and prayers, and Kevin was welcome to join. He declined, wanting to stay behind and help his coworkers clean up, to be sure it was done well, and he wanted to talk to Mark. Lucy had stopped crying and even smiled. He gave her his handkerchief anyway. After a kiss on the forehead, he closed the car door.

Professionals move fast. Dominic was in the ground and reburied before Kevin returned. He arranged the orange and yellow flowers into a cross over the fresh earth, already crumbling as it dried. He couldn’t help looking for the footprints of Dominic’s sneakers. He bought the same style again and again while alive. No store had carried them in years, and Kevin imagined Dominc’s expression if he learned they were discontinued and out of style. An hour ago, imagining would have been impossible, like Lucy said under the oak, but now it was as if Dominic had stepped into another room. As if he would be back.

Next, Kevin brushed off the small headstone and ran his finger over the engravings. He made it through Dominic’s whole name and into the month of October before his throat twisted and ached. The tours, tv appearances, and soundtracks they did together came rushing back, and the unfairness of it crushed him. They could have done more. Dominic was going to do more, experience more. The music he didn’t hear, people he didn’t meet, all of it squeezed Kevin’s ribs.

A hand on his back disrupted the pain. Mark watched from a distance but didn’t want to see Kevin fall apart in front of everyone. “Hey, man. That was a lot. Are you good?” Kevin dug his nails into his thighs, heaved a breath that barely revived his shot brain, and nodded. His nose ran, and he wished he had kept his handkerchief. “I’ve been on set for every one of these, and your friend really did a number. Honestly, I thought I was finally calloused.” Kevin straightened out and sought the shade of the oak. Concerned, Mark followed.

“Lucy and his mom were worried about him getting trapped or lost. I don’t know. His mom wanted to wait for Dia De Los Muertos to be safe. This caused them a lot of stress, but I pushed it. Lucy deserves a chance at actually living.”

“Look, Kevin,” he hesitated. “You don’t have to worry about him. The resurrection didn’t do anything to your friend.”

“I know it’s fake, Mark.”

Within the coiled tree roots, moss grew in dark swathes, but Mark noticed someone had pried up small clumps. They lay upturned and scattered. Plants usually grow to the light, but the small roots never knew that warmth until now. Would they bask in the new-found glow or seek the comfortable darkness? At the site, Mark had sweat through his shirt, but now, every damp path down his body was chilled.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“What did we do wrong?” Kevin kicked a clump of moss.

“His shoes. He always wore black hightops. Those weren’t hightops.” Mark cursed the limits of technology, immediately realizing what happened. If Dominic wore long pants, the program wouldn’t catch the hightops. So simple, and yet, it was their downfall.

“Yeah. Kevin, I’m sorry, man. It’s all computers.” Mark waited for Kevin to yell or swing at him. “We use artificial intelligence to generate a live-,” Kevin cringed. “Sorry, to generate a projection of someone. It also puts together a basic script but uses the person’s vocal and speech patterns. Studies found those patterns are more important than elaborate monologues.”

“Huh,” Kevin breathed. “So, those videos we gave you weren't for a memorial collage?” A month ago, Lucy and Kevin provided interviews, home videos, and behind the scenes clips of Dominic for a memorial page on the company’s website. Lucy documented every holiday and odd trip they took. The videos included random clips of Dominic messing around backstage, formal interviews, and time with family. Kevin planned to watch the collage with the family tonight.

“They did put something together, but yeah. We set the program to watch all the videos, and it was able to track everything, every mannerism. For example, it noticed his genuine smile, not for the camera, showed his bottom teeth, and his eyebrows moved constantly. Just tracing that movement took hours.” Mark was lost in thought and the flutter of oak leaves. “Your friend was actually an ideal situation. He was a minor celebrity, so there was plenty of footage. With more time, I think we could have done something fantastic. The only issue was the poor quality of almost thirty years ago, but enhancement is child’s play. We constantly get people who want to resurrect, forgive me, a nobody who did nothing . We can’t recreate a person from memory, not yet.”

“I have to tell Lucy,” said Kevin. Mark practically heard the record scratch. “I can’t do this.”

“Woah, Kevin, hold up. You’re really going to ruin this for her? You said it yourself: she deserves to live. You’re her friend, and you want to take this closure from her?”

“I can’t lie to her and his family.” Mark swallowed down bile and his heart.

“Okay, so then what? You go to her, tell her it was fake, and then what? To what end? You get to feel better, get it off your shoulders, but it will destroy her. You’re a good guy, and you want to do the right thing, but sometimes what feels wrong is best. We have no idea how she will react. I mean, what if she hurts herself?”

Minutes ago, Kevin’s instincts and logic were in rare agreement: tell Lucy the truth. Lying to her wasn’t the way. On the other hand, Mark was right. The night Dominic died, and for years after, reality had tormented them. Maybe what she needed, and he should embrace, is delusion. The fantasy of Dominic sitting on a park bench, chatting up his favorite celebrities, waiting for them, was a reprieve.

Bitterly, Kevin realized that’s all this was, a shifting of pain from one person to another where everyone suffers in different amounts, hoping for a moment of relief. If he told her, they would both be in pain. Lucy would certainly succumb to her grief, but he would suffer less for having told the truth. If Kevin didn’t tell her, Lucy could leave behind her pain and even heal, looking forward to something for the first time, but Kevin was sure the lie would sit heavy as bile on the back of his tongue, acidic, until it suffocated him or vomited up years later.

“Kevin,” Mark tried again. “Think of it this way. Even if Dominic wasn’t real, her healing was. You tried everything else before this, and you didn’t even know the truth. No one can fault you.”

“I can,” said Kevin. He started walking to the empty gate. “I don’t know. I need a walk. Either way, I’ll give you a call.” He wondered if the program really was advanced enough to generate Dominic’s thoughts and opinions. If so, then Dominic was right: dying and being dead were a lot easier than living, and having died and lived twice, he would know.

#short story #grief #grief and mourning #loss #morals

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ABOUT CADE || Drink up you’re wasted on me.

CHARACTER SUMMARY

* ◟ : 〔 dylan o'brien , cis man + he/him 〕 cade dyer , some say you’re a twenty seven year old lost soul among the neon lights. known for being both resourceful and tactless, one can’t help but think of i want to kill you by citizen when you walk by. are you still an co-founder and owner of house of dioscuri nightclub & tv cultist, even with your reputation as the icarian? i think we’ll be seeing more of you and neon lights painting skin under the taste of salty tears, the split of a locket's clasp after tugging a cross as it digs into your palm, paper crowns and promises that taste like tainted lullabies, although we can’t help but think of tammy fae bakker, klaus hargreeves, hawk lane whenever we see you down these rainy streets. ( danii , twenty-three , she/her , est + n/a . )

CHARACTER BASICS

NAME: Cade Dyer, formerly Ezra Morrison

AGE: Twenty-Seven

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Man, He/Him

FACE CLAIM: Dylan O’Brien

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Brown

HEIGHT: 5′11″

DATE OF BIRTH: May 28th, 1994

ZODIAC SIGN: Gemini

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: High School Diploma

RELIGIOUS AFFILIATION: N/A, formerly Catholic

OCCUPATION: Founder of House of Dioscuri Movement and Nightclub, TV Cultist

CHARACTER HISTORY [TRIGGER WARNING FOR RELIGION, INFIDELITY, GASLIGHTING, CULT ]

Cade, born Ezra Morrison, was born in a small town whose found themselves in acquaintance with all under the roof of the Gilded Stairwell Church. In society’s wavering morals, the community found itself woven together for protection and prosperity with the Morrison family as their guiding hand. Their name was as much as an important verse as those in the pages bound in their hands. The church’s message and mission spread beyond the gates of their haven, speaking out against androids and returning to life as it was in order to ensure enlightenment and purity in trying times through televised service.

The church, however, has skewed places where it tucks away its faith with the hopes of bright smiles keeping anyone from looking away from above. Teachings of celibacy and chastity were at the height of their values, alongside ensuring natural order against the evolution of mankind and technology. Loyalty was to be upheld between father and son, husband and wife, and neighbor and neighbor. Ezra and his father, however, always had a less than ideal relationship because he had wrapped his youngest heir in a thin foil of gold, and Ezra did whatever he could to scrape it away.

Ezra was the product of an affair and he’d been forced into the care of his father when she left the church. It was the only agreement they could come to, and so one of his family jewels was no more than polished glass. Cade was constantly shut out, and as a result, acted out by defying his father’s teachings. He used the smile he knew how to curl so well to his advantage. He broke the morality of so many of his father’s followers and proved that the only higher power they really believed in was the one that arched their back to the sky above.

His pattern, however, didn’t stop when his father slept with Barbara Carter. The news broke out when both Ezra and Barbara’s daughter, Mary, found out their secret. They were given leverage as a means of keeping their secret safe until the news broke out despite their silence, leaving both families to face the consequences. The church’s PR stepped in immediately but other scandals came to light, leaving Ezra and Mary to question their beliefs. Ezra’s mother’s death and how it could have been avoided were laid out for the family to decipher, the excommunication of members and the truth of what lead to their exile, and more of his father’s selfish leadership.

Ezra and Mary left the church as a fight against another forced vow of silence, but their exile was used an example. They had to navigate the world on their own, but they found freedom. They gave into impulse and craving, reveling in thrill. They found good pain and bad pain, and more importantly, the ability to find recovery on their own. To separate themselves from who they were under the thumb of the church, Ezra renamed himself as Cade Dyer and Mary as Delilah Barlowe. Together, they found themselves in New York living in satiation in what their family deemed sin.

Leaving at eighteen, they spent a lot of their time in sex work as a means of financial survival. If there was anything Cade knew how to do with ease, it was to create a fake sense of faith for someone else’s sake. He’d let someone else be god for a night, and in the morning, he’d find someone else to pray to in order to give him a haven for just a little while.

Cade eventually grew tired of this, and with growing connections and black mail, was able to open a nightclub with Delilah at twenty-one. It was a hole in the wall that barely made rent, and only managed to stay afloat due to Cade’s careful finances. The club, however, had more purpose than cheap liquor and flickering lights. It had become a safe house, and under Cade and Delilah’s hospitality, it grew into more. They offered shelter and safety to patrons who came for more than a drink, and they helped with the function of the club with that as payment. It was a quiet arrangement, one that took care, but it soon grew and many were willing to partake. Cade and Delilah’s helping hand had gained a reputation, and their home for everyone who was an outsider became a community.

The House of Dioscuri, named after the gods who watched over travelers, expanded within three years, moving from a small club to overtaking the block it sat on by the time they were twenty-four. Cade and Delilah instilled a different kind of hope in not patrons, but members of their movement against being casted aside. They supported a lifestyle that made it easy to breathe, one where adrenaline was the first communion into their movement. They supported a softer sense of anarchy where self actualization wasn’t found through enlightenment by a higher power, but surrendering to yourself instead.

Using the tools they were told to shy away from, their movement was given a platform and it didn’t take long for Cade’s face to be recognized as the missing piece to the Gilded Stairwell’s picture perfect family. They gained more recognition, slowly gaining a larger following that put them head to head with his father’s mega church across the country.

PRESENT DAY [TRIGGER WARNING FOR GASLIGHTING, CULT]

There’s no denying that the House of Dioscuri is a cult, but Cade and Delilah will never agree. They believe they’ve created a movement even if access to the night club is exclusive and requires invitation. Through their outreach, they’ve acquired not only a multitude of followers but even investors in their club because of the discretion it provides. The night club itself has become a melting pot of affiliations where people look past their vows for a chance to escape, or a hum of music that sits overhead for privacy–– unless you pay the right price. House of Dioscuri offers membership through simple invitation, but not everyone is required to join once they enter. They can return upon a plus one to an existing member, or if its leaders find interest, they will continue to reach out until they grow bored

Cade and Delilah televise the teachings of their movement and the lifestyle they lead. They are reminiscent of a modern day Tammy Faye Bakker, except its guidance aligned with an ever evolving world. You can catch Cade at the heart of the city, never alone whether it be with those involved with House of Dioscuri as members or investors.

Even if the House of Dioscuri is a lifestyle and there is no vow taken that binds members like a crime organization, there is an emotional tie that is to sever. The lifestyle has dangers and risks that are hard to keep under control without the support and resources of the group, making it hard to maintain on your own. You need the Dioscuri, but it’s been said that the Dioscuri also need you.

HEADCANONS

House of Dioscuri is similar to that of the Iceberg Lounge from The Batman. It has different levels of access for those loyal to the needs of the community whether it be through service or financial aid. With the right price, though, you can find your way to the club inside the club–– from the cult, to its sponsors and their pockets.

On the outside, House of Dioscuri is an exclusive and high end club that requires invitation to attend.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

Former clients when Cade was an escort

Investors in House of Dioscuri

People who have been invited to House of Dioscuri (doesn’t mean they’re in the cult, but Cade is interested in them as an investor, a recruiter, etc!)

Business arrangements where the club is used by another muse as a meeting ground

Media connections

Anything and everything

#lawlessintro #about.cade

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In conclusion, the Derma ProGenix Advanced Anti-Aging Skin Care Serum is a skincare essential for anyone seeking ageless beauty. Its potent formulation, luxurious texture, and visible results make it a standout product in the realm of anti-aging skincare. With continued use, I have experienced a significant transformation in my skin, and I wholeheartedly recommend this serum to anyone looking to rejuvenate their complexion and defy the signs of aging. Say hello to radiant, youthful skin with Derma ProGenix.

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Unlocking Radiant Skin: The Ultimate Facial Treatments in Frankfurt with MainSkin

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In the bustling city of Frankfurt, where time is of the essence and stress can easily take a toll on our skin, indulging in a rejuvenating facial treatment becomes not just a luxury but a necessity. Amidst the array of options available, MainSkin emerges as a beacon of excellence, offering unparalleled facial treatments designed to revive, replenish, and reveal your skin's natural radiance. Let's delve into the world of MainSkin and explore the transformative power of their facial treatments in Frankfurt.

MainSkin: Where Science Meets Luxury

Nestled in the heart of Frankfurt, MainSkin epitomizes the fusion of cutting-edge scientific advancements with the opulence of luxurious skincare experiences. With a commitment to delivering results-driven treatments tailored to individual skincare needs, MainSkin has garnered a reputation for excellence in the realm of facial therapies.

The MainSkin Experience: Journey to Radiance

Embark on a journey to radiant skin as MainSkin's expert aestheticians curate personalized facial treatments that address your specific concerns and aspirations. From hydration to anti-aging, acne treatment to skin brightening, MainSkin offers a diverse range of facial therapies meticulously crafted to meet the diverse needs of its clientele.

Hydration Oasis: Replenish and Revitalize

In a city where environmental aggressors often leave our skin parched and dehydrated, MainSkin's Hydration Oasis facial treatment emerges as a sanctuary for thirsty skin. Infused with potent hydrating ingredients and innovative techniques, this treatment quenches your skin's thirst, restoring optimal moisture levels and leaving you with a luminous, dewy complexion.

Ageless Beauty: Defying the Signs of Aging

Bid farewell to fine lines, wrinkles, and sagging skin with MainSkin's Ageless Beauty facial treatment. Harnessing the power of advanced anti-aging technologies and potent botanical extracts, this rejuvenating therapy targets age-related concerns, promoting collagen production, improving skin elasticity, and imparting a youthful vitality to your complexion.

Acne Solutions: Clear, Confident Skin

For those grappling with persistent acne and blemishes, MainSkin's Acne Solutions facial treatment offers a ray of hope. Combining purifying ingredients with gentle exfoliation and targeted extraction techniques, this treatment helps to unclog pores, reduce inflammation, and promote clearer, healthier skin, restoring your confidence and comfort.

Illuminate & Glow: Brightening Brilliance

Dull, lackluster skin is no match for MainSkin's Illuminate & Glow facial treatment. Formulated to unveil your skin's natural luminosity, this transformative therapy harnesses the brightening power of potent antioxidants, exfoliating enzymes, and skin-renewing peptides, unveiling a complexion that radiates with youthful vitality and brilliance.

Beyond Beauty: The MainSkin Promise

More than just a skincare destination, MainSkin is committed to fostering a holistic approach to beauty that transcends surface-level transformations. With a focus on education, empowerment, and fostering a sense of well-being, MainSkin equips its clients with the knowledge and tools to nurture their skin from within, ensuring long-lasting results that extend far beyond the treatment room.

Conclusion: Elevate Your Skincare Journey with MainSkin

In the dynamic cityscape of Frankfurt, where the demands of modern life can often leave our skin weary and depleted, MainSkin stands as a beacon of rejuvenation and renewal. Through its meticulously curated facial treatments, MainSkin invites you to embark on a transformative journey to radiant, youthful skin, where science, luxury, and personalized care converge to unlock your skin's true potential. So why wait? Elevate your skincare journey today with MainSkin and experience the epitome of beauty, wellness, and indulgence in the heart of Frankfurt.

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Unlock Your Skin's Radiance with Avin's Rejuvenation Products

In the quest for timeless beauty, achieving radiant and youthful-looking skin is often at the top of our priorities. With Avin's rejuvenation products, you can unlock the secret to glowing, revitalized skin that defies the effects of time.

From potent serums to luxurious creams, each product is carefully crafted to rejuvenate and renew your complexion, helping you look and feel your best every day.

Understanding the Importance of Rejuvenation

As we age, our skin undergoes a natural process of aging, resulting in the formation of fine lines, wrinkles, and other visible signs of aging. Rejuvenation is the key to combating these effects, as it helps to restore vitality and youthfulness to the skin. With Avin's rejuvenation products, you can target specific concerns and address the underlying causes of aging, revealing smoother, firmer, and more radiant skin.

The Avin Difference: Innovative Formulations for Visible Results

What sets Avin's rejuvenation products apart is our commitment to innovation and efficacy. Each product is formulated with a unique blend of active ingredients, including potent antioxidants, peptides, and botanical extracts, to deliver maximum results. Whether you're looking to diminish fine lines, improve skin texture, or boost collagen production, Avin has a solution tailored to your needs.

Explore Our Range of Rejuvenation Solutions

From anti-aging serums to hydrating masks, Avin offers a comprehensive range of rejuvenation products to suit every skin type and concern. Whether you're looking to target specific areas of concern or maintain overall skin health, Avin has a solution tailored to your needs. Our products are designed to deliver visible results from the very first use, helping you achieve the radiant, youthful complexion you've always dreamed of.

Key Ingredients for Optimal Rejuvenation

At Avin, we believe in the power of nature-backed ingredients to transform your skin from the inside out. Our rejuvenation products are enriched with potent ingredients such as retinol, hyaluronic acid, vitamin C, niacinamide, and peptides, known for their ability to promote collagen production, improve skin texture, and enhance overall skin health. With regular use, you can expect to see noticeable improvements in the appearance and texture of your skin, giving you the confidence to face each day with a renewed sense of vitality and radiance.

How to Incorporate Rejuvenation Products Into Your Routine

To get the most out of your rejuvenation products, it's essential to incorporate them into your daily skincare routine. Start by cleansing your skin to remove impurities and prepare it for treatment. Next, apply a targeted rejuvenation serum to address specific concerns, such as fine lines or uneven skin tone. Follow up with a nourishing moisturizer to lock in hydration and protect against environmental damage. Finally, don't forget to apply sunscreen daily to prevent further signs of aging and maintain the results of your rejuvenation treatments.

Experience the Avin Advantage

When you choose Avin's rejuvenation products, you're not just investing in skincare – you're investing in confidence, self-care, and the freedom to embrace your natural beauty at every age. With our commitment to quality, innovation, and customer satisfaction, we're dedicated to helping you achieve the skin of your dreams.

Avin's Rejuvenation Products

Radiant Glow Serum: This powerful serum is infused with vitamin C and hyaluronic acid to brighten, hydrate, and rejuvenate the skin, leaving it with a radiant glow.

Youthful Renewal Cream: Formulated with retinol and peptides, this luxurious cream helps to reduce the appearance of fine lines and wrinkles, while promoting collagen production for firmer, more youthful-looking skin.

Revitalizing Eye Treatment: Say goodbye to dark circles and puffiness with this revitalizing eye treatment, packed with caffeine and antioxidants to refresh and rejuvenate the delicate skin around the eyes.

Hydrating Facial Mask: Give your skin a spa-worthy treat with this hydrating facial mask, infused with nourishing botanical extracts to replenish moisture and restore radiance.

Conclusion: Embrace Your Skin's Potential with Avin

In a world filled with skincare options, Avin stands out as a trusted leader in rejuvenation. With our innovative formulations, potent ingredients, and commitment to visible results, we're here to help you unlock your skin's full potential and embrace your natural beauty with confidence. Explore our range of rejuvenation products today and experience the difference for yourself.

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