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anothermansjeans · 3 days

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oooo i would LOVE if you could do a blurb where we see youtuber reader getting ready with spencer’s voiceover spliced in between your descriptions!

hehehe YES! i was wondering if anyone would have wanted to see it SO THANKS FOR GIVING ME A REASON TO WRITE IT!!

cw: fluff, spencer is a menace at times

wc: 599

youtuber!reader masterlist

The engagement of your most recent TikTok was off the charts. It wasn't something that you normally thought about. Yes, making content was your job and what helped keep the bills paid, but you always did well enough to not have to worry (you're very aware and never take this for granted). There was just something about Spencer in your videos that made the views and comments skyrocket.

The video went as follows: it was a simple set up, you were at your vanity with your makeup setup, and you sent a smile and wave to your phone. A voiceover of yourself talking. “Hey lovelies, I’ll be doing my makeup but Spencer will be doing the voiceover! Okay, bye!”

The video continued on with you massaging spf onto your face, followed by some primer. “This is Y/N doing her makeup routine, even though I tell her every day she already looks perfect.” Your awe was heard after his statement. “It looks like Y/N is putting sunblock all over her face. She’s not putting on the recommended amount which is about ¼ teaspoon. Many dermatologists recommend the ‘three finger rule’ when applying so that you know you’ve used enough.” Your scoff could be heard in the background, but Spencer continued. “She’s now using another product with the name ‘elf’ on it. I believe this is a skin primer, which I learned blurs pores and smooths your skin so makeup can glide on.”

The video continued on as you went through putting on concealer, foundation, and contour. “She’s now putting concealer under her eyes and on red spots. I believe this is for color correction, but she should be using a shade of green to neutralize the red and then put concealer or foundation on. She’s now blending in the concealer very vigorously.” His next words were a bit softer, most likely looking directly at you when he spoke “you should have a lighter hand so bruising doesn't occur or worse, when you're blending on your eyelid the possibility of popping a blood vessel.”

Your giggles could be heard as well as your words, “okay babe, you're missing some of the video though.”

“Right! Okay, now she's using foundation. This shade looks to be a shade too dark though. Y/N, did you run out of your winter shade?”

“Spencer!”

“Sorry, sorry, now she’s blending again, still very harshly, but now she's using a darker shade to contour under her zygoma and on her mandible.”

The video went on with Spencer’s commentary sprinkled in. He knew exactly what each process was (you think he watches more of your videos than you originally assumed), and he would only roast you every other step. It was the end of the video when you were putting setting spray on and Spencer let out a sigh. “And the last step. I think. She’s spraying something on her face. She told me this helps her makeup stay on all day, but her skin produces oils throughout the day so it's likely this really only works for a couple of hours at most.”

Your grumbled voice could be heard after his. “Outro, Spence!”

“Thanks… for watching? Was that good? I don't know how to stop the recording, Y/N–”

And the video was over. People were obsessed with Spencer just from his voice alone. The quips were funny, his voice was a bit raspy, TikTok declared they loved him (and you– they were obsessed with this relationship). You had a feeling Spencer would be a lot more involved in your content from here on out.

BONUS: some comments

@ user: HE KNEW SO MUCH??? 😭

@ user1: he's so sassy PLEASE...sassy man epidemic is REAL

@ user2: his...voice... girl i would die a happy death fr

@ user3: SHE'S GETTING COMFORTABLE WITH SHARING HIM WE'RE WINNING

@ user4: why is he DRAGGING you ever so slightly LMAOSHSJDJD

@ user5: yall are so cute i want what you have 🫶

youtuber!reader taglist: @im-a-ghost666

let me know if you would like to be added or removed!

#I LOVE THEM #SPENCER WOULD KNOW EVERY STEP OF R'S ROUTINE #dr spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #criminal minds #youtuber!reader

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bridgetotheskyyy · 1 month

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cw: smut, 18+, fingering, slight degradation, toranaga x f!reader. in her ignorance reader says something really scandalous and toranaga's amused. wc 898. not truly proofread.

You raised your head to Toranaga, only to find him already looking at you. His brow raised in a near imperceptible arch.

Come again?

“I —“ Your lips remained parted. How could you be so brash? Your family was right; you were nothing but a clown.

All the while Toranaga held your gaze, one you felt increasingly hot from, your lord replacing the sun. You should genuflect, you know. Apologize tenfold for your audacity, but your body refused to move. Lord Toranaga’s stare rendered you stone.

You trembled, back beginning to strain from your declined position above him. Lord Toranaga remained trained on your eye for a few seconds more, and after engaged in this staring contest for a century it happened:

A light smile. He chuckled.

“Come,” he said.

“My — My Lord —“

“Come.”

What a poor choice in wordage. You shuddered at his commanding tone. Lord Toranaga jerked his head downward to gesture at his lap.

You scrambled to your feet, only to awkwardly nestle into his lap, where Lord Toranaga’s hands wove around you like vine. You gulped, startled by the strength of his hold.

“You’re quite the brazen little thing.” Lord Toranaga offered another chuckle, this time right into the shell of your ear before leveling his face with yours — seemingly to watch your reaction to him seizing your hand and directing it north, past the gap of your legs. “You’ll make an excellent plaything.”

You dared to look up at him, and the scratch of his beard as your lips brushed against him almost sent your eyes rolling in your head. “My lord,” you murmured, “Idon’tunderstand —“

“Don’t be obtuse.” Lord Toranaga’s hand propped up your chin, his eyes, thunderstorm gray without the tumult, downcast into yours. “You know what I wish to see. Put those elegant fingers to use.”

You spent seconds in astonished denial until Lord Toranaga raised his brow — would you really abstain from following a direct order? — and you snuck a hand under your robe, the loose clothing pooling around your shoulders, exacerbating your cleavage, as your hand lay naked at your sex.

“Oh …” You arched into him when two of your fingers split your folds. Lord Toranaga’s rumble of approval spurred you on to tease the tight ring of your virgin hole, growing ever-wetter with your play.

Lord Toranaga’s laughter bounced his shoulders. “Brazen and eager.” He held you tight to him, adding to the friction needed to make you cry out into his neck. “A fortuitous combination.”

He rocked you and your hand brushed against your clit, harsh and sudden. “My — My lord …!”

“Is this what preoccupies you in the blackest ink of night?” Lord Toranaga’s tone was genuine in its curiosity. He tilted his head; his lips brushed the hill of your zygoma, your cheek, nearing dangerous close to your lips, again the scratch of his beard on your skin maddening. “Playing with yourself to the thought of your lord pillowing you?”

Your head hung back as your fingertips circled your clit. Lord Toranaga’s hand slipped into the fold of your robe to thumb at an excited nipple, his breath hot on your neck.

“When your lord asks a question, he expects an answer.”

Again, he seized your hand to replace it with his own, and smacked at your labia.

“Yes!” How could you lie to him? Lie to yourself? This was exactly what you pictured if not more.

Lord Toranaga grabbed the back of your head and steered you forward for an open mouthed kiss. His tongue ran hot and quick over yours. Lord Toranaga’s rough kiss stoked a moan from you. Your hand returned to your folds, and you gave in to the delicious tightness brought about by two fingertips teasing your clit, rendered more sensitive from your lord’s punishment, while another dipped in and out of your cunt.

“My Lord —!” How you wanted that finger to be his cock. His hot breath puffed against your lips. One of your hands caressed the side of his face now as you shamelessly ground against him. “I — I’m — I can’t —!”

“Go on then,” Lord Toranaga said before nibbling down on your lower one. “Come for your lord.”

With his permission, you cried out, your head falling back and Lord Toranaga there to claim it for himself, the insistent bite of his teeth accentuating your release. You gushed over your aching fingers. You yelped out as your lord marked you, a hickey surely purpling at the side of your neck from his harsh suction.

Lord Toranaga allowed for you to come down from your high, one hand secure at your back, before he retrieved your hand and sucked at your pruned fingers. You watched, eyes lid-heavy, the feel of his tongue sending you shivering.

“Very good.” His voice was even, more fitting for a war tent than for your current situation. His eyes, previously closed to savor the taste of you, opened and trailed up to your face. “It is courtesy to thank your lord when he does you a favor.”

“Thank you,” You rushed out. “Oh, thank you, Lord Toranaga …”

“Very good,” Lord Toranaga repeated, releasing your hand.

Figuring the two of you were done with this sordid display, you made to leave his lap — only for him to hold you in place.

“And what servant would leave her lord’s presence without returning a favor?”

#yoshii toranaga x reader #shogun smut #i have no excuse but also no more fucks to give #just look at him #yoshii toranaga #shogun 2024 #fx shogun #skyyy writes

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nemo-of-house-hamartia · 5 months

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Beware: Angst ahead. Also, while this particular WIP doesn't have any +18 topic, in virtue of the fact that Vampire the Masquerade revolve around +18 content, all material will be presented as such. Therefore, Minors DNI.

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Laying on the plushy velvet blanket of her canopy bed - one of the few amenities she still possessed from the days of her human life - Dorothea just stared at the ceiling, unblinking eyes that saw far beyond the roof of her boudoir, hands folded in her lap.

Not a single emotion could be seen on her face, immobile in that unnatural stasis that was of her kind.

A pool of complete stillness: nothing further from the immense chaos that churned just beneath the surface.

A rivulet of fresh blood trickled from the side of her lips, running down her neck until it blended with her golden white curls.

She didn’t know how long she had been standing so still, in that inertia that always caught her after each feeding and imprisoned her with her memories.

A soft snoring rose just besides her, distracting her from the solitary journey of her train of thoughts. She slowly turned her eyes to look toward the man sleeping peacefully besides her, enveloped in the blissful afterglow of the ecstasy that the Kiss always brought upon humans.

The blood always quenched the ancestral necessity of the curse of her kind, but did nothing to erase the emptiness that left behind.

His soft hair fell like a curtain over his face, hidden against the soft down pillow.

Eyes still unblinking, Dorothea broke from her inertia and raised her hand; hesitant, almost trembling, she caressed those black curls away from the man’s face, hoping against hope to see a glimmer of what her memories always showed her. But that face was wrong, completely different from what she expected: the curve of the jaw was not as defined, the zygomas not as sharp, his skin far lighter, his lashes not as long, the nose not as straight, the eyes not as upturned and, when they were staring at her, not dark and sweet, but blue and cold.

It wasn’t him.

She felt like heaving, a whole rock sitting on her stomach, a tightness in her throat that just wanted to find release in purging.

The blood had been to her taste, coppery with undertones of nutmeg and the spumescent aftertaste of all the alcohol in his system, irreverence and joie-de-vivre, and touch of spiciness that every Spaniard carried with themselves.

The vessel provided had indeed been delectable, as it always was when the preys that succumbed to her resembled the one man always in her memories.

Yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling of utter disgust that had encompassed her, a feeling akin to the time she had made the mistake of feeding off the wrong type of blood, as a fledgling, when she hadn’t figured out what her type was yet .

Silent as a cat and in need of complete loneliness, she rose from the mattress and slipped a plum-colored robe on her naked body, the smooth fabric softly caressing her skin. Careful to not look behind, she left her master bedroom, mindful to lock the door behind to avoid any possible escape.

She would get rid of the man later.

With quick, inaudible steps, she reached the opposite side of her suite, where her boudoir was located, the only room in the sleeping area of her apartment that didn’t have obscuring blinds.

Without thinking, she put on some music from her own personal playlist, the only thing that could help calm her soul. As the notes started to rise in the sweet air of the evening, she took a deep breath, trying with all her might to will her memories away.

She didn’t want to.

She never wanted to will them away.

But she had to.

She sat on the small ottoman by the window and leaned against the windowsill for a while, laying her cheek on her crossed arms, eyes lost as she watched the world outside of her haven.

Snow was falling ever so softly, in an elegant dance that almost seemed to invite her to twirl around under the gentle flakes.

But she couldn’t.

Not now.

Not ever again.

Suddently the soft rendition of a cover of “Iris” hummed in Dorothea’s ears, the soft voice of the singer and the gentle notes of a guitar enveloping her in the soft penumbra of the boudoir, as she rested her head against the frame of the window.

“And I'd give up forever to touch you Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now

'Cause all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life So and sooner or later, it's over I just don't wanna miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am”

“I wish,” she murmured to herself.

“Never knew you were a Goo Goo Dolls appreciator, Dorlé,”

A gentle voice, warm as a late summer wind - one she would recognize among thousands - spoke behind herself. Dorothea turned her head slowly, giving the man that had just entered a long cold look.

Arno Dorian was standing tall against the frame of the door, his long dark hair hanging on the side of his face, enhancing his already otherworldly beauty. Dressed as sharply as ever, Dorothea could have been inclined to think that he was about to go to the club on the Strand - his favourite hunting ground.

“Just because I gave you permission to come and go in my abode as it pleases you, that does not mean that you can avoid to knock before entering, Arno. I could have been naked for all you knew.”

The man gave her a knowing look: her sulkiness could signify only one thing.

"Feeding night?”

“Yes, as if you weren’t in the known already! And as such, I must apologize but I am not inclined for social call of any kind tonight, not even from you.”

A small smile of sympathy touched his lips.

“Had it been any other night, I would have been the first one to block the passage of any visitor to your haven. But, as much as it cross me having to bother you when you are at your most fragile, You will heed my words, Dorlé. Because I am not here in vest of your sibling but as your Sheriff, my Prince.”

Dorothea’s expression transmuted from miffed to suddenly alert. If he was addressing her by her title, even in the privacy of her abode, she could not ignore his silent demand to be received.

“Speak. What happened?”

“Earlier tonight we had a breach in our Domain, just outside the perimeter of Saint Paul.”

“A rogue Lasombra?”

“Worse.”

Arno handed her a small object: a calling card, not so dissimilar to the one that she herself had seen used by her own father when she was still alive. Dorothea took it and her lips thinned in a grimace of irritation as she recognizing the symbol filigreed on the heavy coarse paper: a rook holding a knight in its talons, bright yellow against a murky green background.

On the other side of the card, there was only one word: "tonight".

So garish.

So presumptious.

She knew precisely who was sending her that invitation.

“The galls and gumption of not even penning a proper invite! To say nothing of the lack of protocol! I am in no mood to meet that barbarian, tonight, nor any other night for that matter, and certainly not without him taking a bath first.” She wrinkled her nose at the memory of the stench of the Thames that always seemed to hang to the Baron like a tick to a dog’s coat. “Have my Senechal do the honors and oversee this affair as he sees fit, and have him report to me once the meeting is done and over.”

Arno shook his head with resignation.

“I am afraid it won’t be possible. Monsieur Kenway is…unavailable for the night, my Prince. Besides, the Baron reported that he will speak to no one but you, and made it quite clear that he won’t take no for an answer.”

Fighting the impulse to roll her eyes, Dorothea stood up with a fluid movement and sat at her vanity. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, scouring for something only she knew about, before opening a small wooden box containing her perfumes and dabbing the sweet orange flower fragrance along the side of her neck.

“Always so aggressive in his ways, so disrespectful of the Traditions that have uphold this whole Masquerade ever since the coming of the Dark Father. I see the past century has not helped assuage his temper nor made him any wiser than when he was fledgling jumping around the roofs of London. His unruliness is what caused his own downfall in this wretched unlife,” she murmured in annoyance, starting to brush each of her golden white curls with meticulous care. “I always had a soft spot for his sister, you know: as much as she disliked me, I always thought her rather reasonable and quite agreeable. We were similar under many aspects. I was even given permission to Embrace her. She would have made for a fine Senechal in our Court, had it not been for that encounter with a Garou,”

Raising her gaze, she glanced again toward Arno, her eyes as cold as the winter wind that was blowing just outside the window. “Did he mention any particular reason for his haste?”

Arno hesitated for a moment, long enough for Dorothea to notice.

“He did not say his motives but-”

Dorothea narrowed her eyes, turning toward him.

“-But your instinct tells you that there is something there.”

“Correct. I have known Jacob-“

The young woman hissed and snarled through gritted teeth.

“Do not utter his name here!”

“Forgive me, Prince. For a moment, I forgot,” he murmured softly. “As I was saying, I have known the Baron for as long as you have, but never had I seen him so..distressed. Considering that he was willing to risk his neck coming straight into our domain in person, without any mediator, I gather that whatever is worrying him, it might have the potential to be a danger for us as well.” He weighted his next words carefully, before speaking.” It could be worth listening to what he has to say.”

Dorothea let out a long breath.

There was truth in her Sheriff’s words, a truth she didn’t want to agree with, at least not wholeheartedly.

She hadn’t spoken to the Baron in over seventy years, not since the Blitz in the 40s, not a single word passed directly between the two of them.

He had tried - oh, if he had tried to speak with her.

But she had closed herself to any form of dialogue with him.

Up until that point.

As her mind was frantically running around, trying to find an anchor to center her thoughts, she pursed her lips even more: she was nervous. Anxious.

He made her nervous.

The idea of seeing his face again, hear his voice again, rendered her nervous.

And there was nothing in the world that she hated the most as feeling nervous.

Yet, she could not risk the safety of her Court because of her uneasiness.

“Very well, then.” She murmured, taking one of her own calling cards and a plume and starting to carve an invitation with impeccable calligraphy. ”With Haytham absent for the night, I will have to ask you, my Sheriff, to give the Baron my answer and bring him my invite to join us at the Elysium at the next full moon.” She said, underlining the last three words with voice that didn’t allow any kind of rebuttal.

If he wanted to meet her, so be it.

But it would be on her own terms.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and a satisfied smile spread on her face.

“Might be a good idea to extend the invitation to the Italian Triumvirate as well.” she chuckled.

Arno furrowed his heavy brows, his lips turning thin in displeasure - something that didn’t elude Dorothea.

“Does this displease you, Arno?”

“The idea of having the Italians in our sacred abode doesn’t truly sit well with me. And to have a Anarch come into our sacred abode and wreak havoc? Even less so.”

Dorothea finished penning the invite, apposing her signature with fanciful swirls. Then she gave it to Arno.

“He will behave, I am sure. A proper scoundrel he may be, but even the Baron knows better than to break the Fifth Tradition in my Elysium. He asked to speak with me, but considering his lack of... specification of any particular condition, we will make those conditions for him. And if he won’t speak with anyone but me, then, I say, have him come to us. It will be also an occasion to show that our strength lies in our unified bond, and what better occasion to showcase this if not during one of our gathering?”

Arno’s mouth quirked in a grimace of disagreement.

“Ahh, I see. So, now it is indeed my Primogen talking to me now, not my loyal Sheriff. Very well, Arno of the Clan of the Rose: what is it that is causing that deep wrinkle on your forehead?”

“Lucia. Why calling upon her as well? One renegade at the time is enough.”

Dorothea smiled benevolently, flashing her fangs as she did so.

“Because you see, brother of my soul, there is something that you do not know about the Baron.”

Arno raised his eyebrows, silently asking her to continue.

Dorothea chuckled, but there was no warmth in her laughter.

“Something happened in his early days as Kindred, something that left him with a level of aberration for the Tremere that rivals only the hate the Tzimisce have for them. He swore on his sister’s grave that he would never allow any of the Thaumaturges to even come close to his territories, let alone associate with him. And it is not only this, oh no! If he “just” abhors the Tremere, he is absolutely terrified of Lucia for the hand she had in what he had witnessed.”

Arno nodded, his long hair brushing his cheek as he did so: he could definitely see why Jacob would be terrified of Lucia, if the rumors around her coincided with the truth. (……………)

“Very well, if this is all, I will leave you return to your duties-“

“I….this is not all, my Prince,”Arno stood where he was, his eyes turning even darker than what they had been when he was alive.”I saw you today, not long before sunrise. Outside of that studio, waiting under the rain.”

She gripped the brush in her hands, catching herself at the last moment so not to pulverize it, her jaw tightening.

“Your point?”

“I am not one to tell you what to do, my Prince, nor would I ever fathom your motives. But the Court will start asking… questions, if they were to get a hint of why you have gathered such keen interest in a particular kine.”

Dorothea didn’t answer, not right away at least.

She took a long breath, even though she didn’t need to.

It just felt like something she would have done, had she been human.

Human.

Something she hadn’t been for more than 150 years.

As if on cue, she felt The Beast stirring up withink, somewhere deep in her abdomen, brushing its sharp talon against her still heart, its breathing hot against her neck, whispering, a soft, seducing murmur ever present in all her waking moments: a monster constantly lurking for the mere hint of weakness to exploit and destroy whatever humanity she had still left in her.

She touched the small ampule hanging over her breasts, the blood turned dark by the decades past.

All that she had left of him that still somehow anchored her to her last remnants of who she had been once alive.

“How long have you been following me, Arno?”

“Long enough to notice a pattern in these “excursions” of yours, Dorlé, and long enough to know that what you are doing to yourself will only cause your soul to wither further away. He is not him.”

Dorothea’s face stood still, her eyes never leaving the man’s own brown irises, not a single emotion transpiring from either of them.

But no amount of temperance and composure could stop the single tear -carmine, pristine like a ruby, the only tears their kind could shed- rolling down her cheek before she had the time to stop it.

“You are wrong,” she whispered, as the man she had know her entire undead life came closer to her and gently patted away her tear with his handkerchief. “I know that it could not be possible, that it should not be possible. But Arno, you know - you know why I cannot be deceived. I know what I saw. I know what I heard. And it was real. Real.”

The man let out a long breath, his shoulders slumping a little at the thought of the man that had been his brother in all but blood.

“Dorlé… you said it yourself. It cannot be possible. Mathias-“ Arno swallowed hard, the lump in his throat gripping. He hadn’t uttered that name in almost a hundred years, and the pain was still too much to bear at the memories, the very same that, he knew, haunted Dorothea each time she fed. “Mathias is gone. He is in God’s arms now, and no matter how much this man resembles him, he is not him.”

Grief screamed inside Dorothea’s chest, her own anguish shrieking in her ears, an echo of her own voice that reached from across the mists of time. She felt Arno’s hands on her shoulders, as he rested his brow against hers, locking eyes with hers in the hope to force both their minds to block the memories of the last moments of Mathias on that Earth.

“Arno, I beg you to understand…you have seen him. I know you have. He has his voice. His eyes, his hair, his hands..his smile! Even his scent resembles the one he used to have! Everything that made me human, everything that moved me when I was still alive is screaming at me that the man I saw was him, returned to me! How can I ignore such call? How can I-”

Arno’s brown eyes softened in pity.

“You cannot. And I cannot stop you from doing what you think it is right for you, Dorlé, even if it pains me to see you in this state. But the Court might not share this sentiment, and you know that.”

She closed her eyes, lips stretching in a grimace of pain. None of the stillness of their kind was to be found on her face, but all the pain of sufference that belonged to humanity.

“Do you ever wish to be able to dream again?” she asked.

Arno lowered his face, shutting his eyes to keep at bay his own pain, always threatening to overflow from his unbeating heart.

He decided to listen to her instead: it was easier to focus on her pain than face his own.

Her memories, she would often say, were her most prized possession and her most lethal weapon, sharp as the edge of a double knife.

And yet he knew that being an active participant of her shared pain was a right she had bestowed only upon one person in her unlife, and he was one that person.

He still remember, clear as if it had happened the day before, when he found her, still a fledgling, hidden in the catacombs beneath Paris, scared to her wits, with no memories of who her Sire was nor how she came to be welcomed in the Embrace.

Yet, as they started to walk the Earth together and he brought her deeper and deeper in his world, they came to consider each other the brother and the sister that neither had had once alive.

The fact that fate would have soon joined them by the same kind of pain, born out of the same sufferance, was also the reason why he knew he was the only person in the entire world that she trusted completely with her thoughts.

“No. Not really,” he murmured, closing again the door of the bedroom. “When I lay down and await to plummet into the nothingness, I feel all memories coming back to me, clearer than I wished them to be. And I don’t want them. I don’t want that pain anymore. So no, I don’t want my thoughts to be anything but what I choose to think about, and dreams have the pesky peculiarity of coming unsummoned.”

Dorothea nodded as she listened carefully, her gaze turning sad as a small smile touched her lips.

“I am grateful for the lack of nightmares,” she whispered. “Although the memories of them are dimmer than I remember, they used to plague my mortal life. But the nothingness still terrifies me. You know, when I was alive, I always believed that through dreams we could somehow return to the people we lost. Eyes meeting eyes even if it is never to touch again. I hoped to see Mathias again, to find the comfort of his embrace at least when I am drifting away. But after having been turned-“ she sighed as she looked up to the ceiling. “How cruel it is having to face this emptiness alone for all eternity,”

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MONDAY DRAFT?

MONDAY WIP?

MONDAY "ALMOST ALL CHAPTER"?

I have no idea how to call this post, just that OMG I AM SO HAPPY TO BE ABLE TO SHARE IT WITH YOU ALL.

Again, it's just a draft, and while I do multiple revisions of all my drafts while writing, sometimes mistakes escapes me, so please bear with me <3

I am sorry for the angst festival, but I PROMISE THAT IT BECOMES A BIT SWEETER. While I can write angst quite easily, I can't not reward everyone with FLUFF.

Well, I hope you will like this, just as much as I loved writing it! (and omg the fun I had to design the banner! I am such a sucker for vampire stuff, honestly).seriously, I went like a train while writing this, and it hasn't happened in FOREVER!! SO I TRULY HOPE YOU WILL LIKE THIS!!

--Nemo

#Nemo Writes #Vampire the Masquerade #Assassin's Creed Syndicate #Jacob Frye #vtm #Arno Dorian #Dorothea Starrick #Mathias De Beaumont #my ocs #my writing #my crossover #vampires #oh yeeeeees #ocfairygodmother

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detournementsmineurs · 3 months

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Bijoux de visage "Hypnosis" et "Zygoma" d'Iris van Herpen en acier ou argent (2019-21) à l'exposition “Iris van Herpen. Sculpting the Senses” au Musée des Arts Décoratifs (MAD), Paris, février 2024.

#expos #style #inspirations bijoux #bijoux de tête #masque #fairies #VanHerpen #MuseeArtsDecoratifs

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pixelchills · 1 year

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I figured it out, Sun, Moon, and Solar remind me of these lanky little guys

They’re called oriental shorthairs but I like to call them goblin cats. The one at the bottom looks like a dragon with its shadow though.

They’re generally characterized by long, thin legs, a distinct nose and zygoma, and large eyes. A lot of them have those big triangle ears too. I’m told they’re quite good swimmers.

Honestly, I agree 100% that they look exactly like these cats.

#asks #animutants

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newlabdakos · 8 months

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Glyptodon

(temporal range: 3.200-0.011 mio. years ago)

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Glyptodon (from Greek for "grooved or carved tooth": γλυπτός "sculptured" and ὀδοντ-, ὀδούς "tooth")[1] is a genus of glyptodont (an extinct group of large, herbivorous armadillos) that lived from the Pliocene, around 3.2 million years ago,[2] to the early Holocene, around 11,000 years ago, in Brazil, Uruguay, Paraguay, Bolivia, Peru, Argentina, and Colombia. It is one of, if not the, best known genus of glyptodont. Glyptodon has a long and storied past, being the first named extinct cingulate and the type genus of the glyptodonts. Fossils of Glyptodon have been recorded as early as 1814 from Pleistocene aged deposits from Uruguay, though many were incorrectly referred to the ground sloth Megatherium by early paleontologists.

The type species, G. clavipes, was described in 1839 by notable British paleontologist Sir Richard Owen. Later in the 19th century, dozens of complete skeletons were unearthed from localities and described by paleontologists such as Florentino Ameghino and Hermann Burmeister. During this era, many species of Glyptodon were dubbed, some of them based on fragmentary or isolated remains. Fossils from North America were also assigned to Glyptodon, but all of them have since been placed in the closely related genus Glyptotherium. It was not until the later end of the 1900s and 21st century that full review of the genus came about, restricting Glyptodon to just five species under one genus.

Glyptodonts were typically large, quadrapedral (four-legged), herbivorous armadillos with armored carapaces (top shell) that were made of hundreds of interconnected osteoderms (structures in dermis composed of bone). Other pieces of armor covered the tails and skull roofs, the skull being tall with hypsodont (high-crowned) teeth. As for the postcranial anatomy, pelves fused to the carapace, an amalgamate vertebral column, short limbs, and small digits are found in glyptodonts. Glyptodon reached up to 2 meters (6.56 feet) long and 400 kilograms (880 pounds) in weight, making it one of the largest glyptodonts but not as large as its close relative Glyptotherium or Doedicurus, the largest known glyptodont. Glyptodon is morphologically and phylogenetically most similar to Glyptotherium, however they differ in several ways. Glyptodon is larger on average, with an elongated carapace, a relatively shorter tail, and a robust zygoma, or cheek bone.

Glyptodonts existed for millions of years, though Glyptodon itself was one its last surviving members. Glyptodon was one of many South American megafauna, with many native groups such as notoungulates and ground sloths reaching immense sizes. Glyptodon had a mixed diet of grasses and other plants, instead living at the edge forests and grasslands where the shrubbery was lower. Glyptodon had a wide muzzle, an adaptation for bulk feeding. The armor could have protected the animal from predators, of which many coexisted with Glyptodon, including the "saber-tooth cat" Smilodon, the large dog relative Protocyon, and the giant bear Arctotherium.

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🇹🇷🦋Yanak inceltme yada popüler adıyla ‘Hollywood yanağı’da denilen ameliyat kısa süreli,kalıcı, etkin ve sonuçları çok başarılıdır.

🦋Buccal Fat Pad (BFP)Removal ,Partial buccal lipectomy, Hollywood yanağı, yanak yağı aldırma,yanak inceltme gibi isimlendirilir.

🦋Temel amaç yuvarlak, kare yada geniş yanaklı, elmacık kemiği(zigoma/malar bölge) çıkıntılı olmayan yüzü ince görünmeyen kişilere yapılabilir.

🦋En sık kadınlara yapılsada son yıllarda erkekler de tercih etmektedir.

🦋Yanakta bulunan bu yap yastığını ilk olarak 1732’de Heister tanımlamıştır.

🦋1802’de M.F.X.Bichat anatomik yapısını ayrıntılı açıklamıştır.

🦋Dr.Bichat adıyla anılan ‘Bichat yağ yastığı’ 4 uzantıya ve 3 ayrı loba ayrılır.

🦋Posterior(arka) lob; temporal, ptergoid, ptergopalatin be bukkal kısımlardan oluşur.

🦋Ameliyat tekniği: lokal anestezi genelde yeterli olup iki taraflı üst çene(maksilla) lateral(dış) mukozasından 5-10 mm’lik insizyon yapılarak ‘fatpad’in %40-50’i çıkartılır.

🦋Ortalama volüm 6mm kayıptır( kadınlarda 7.2-10.8 mm ve erkeklerde 7.8-11.3 mm).

🦋Bu miktardan fazla çıkartmalarda yanakta çökme ve/ veya asimetri oluşabilir.

🦋Bu ameliyatı bazı otorler 25 yaş sonrası için önerirler.

🦋Ameliyat süresi 20-40 dakikadır.

🦋Ameliyattan hemen sonra belirgin görüntü oluşsa da 2-3 hafta ödem/şişlik görülmesi doğaldır.

🦋7-10 gün korse kullanımı, antibiyotik, ağrı kesici, gargara ve ağız hijyeni önerilir.

🦋Genelde dikiş alınmasına gerek yoktur 1 haftada eriyecektir.

🦋İdeal görünüm 2-4 ayda ortaya çıkar.

🦋Deneyimli cerrahlarda komplikasyon minimaldir.

🦋Bazı araştırmalarda komplikasyon %8.45 bildirilmiştir.

🦋Bu komplikasyonlar; ödem, kanama(internal maksiller arter), enfeksiyon, asimetri, trismus, fasial sinir bukkal dal yaralanması, paratis bezi stenson kanal yaralanması sayılabilir.

Kaynak;

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6051676/

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK576413/

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🇻🇬🦋Cheek thinning, or popularly known as 'Hollywood cheek' surgery, is short-term, permanent, effective and its results are very successful.

🦋Buccal Fat Pad (BFP) Removal, Partial buccal lipectomy, Hollywood cheek, cheek fat removal, cheek thinning.

🦋The main purpose is that it can be performed on people with round, square or wide cheeks, without protruding cheekbones (zygoma/malar area), and whose face does not look thin.

🦋Although it is most commonly performed on women, men have also preferred it in recent years.

🦋Heister first described this cheek pad in 1732.

🦋In 1802, M.F.X.Bichat explained its anatomical structure in detail.

🦋The 'Bichat fat pad', also known as Dr. Bichat, is divided into 4 extensions and 3 separate lobes.

🦋Posterior lobe; It consists of temporal, pterygoid, pterygopalatine and buccal parts.

🦋Surgery technique: local anesthesia is generally sufficient and 40-50% of the 'fatpad' is removed by making a 5-10 mm incision in the lateral (external) mucosa of the bilateral upper jaw (maxilla).

🦋The average volume loss is 6 mm (7.2-10.8 mm in women and 7.8-11.3 mm in men).

🦋Decals exceeding this amount may cause sagging and/or asymmetry on the cheek.

🦋Some authorities recommend this surgery for people after the age of 25.

🦋Surgery time is 20-40 minutes.

🦋Although a clear appearance occurs immediately after the surgery, it is natural to see edema/swelling for 2-3 weeks.

🦋 7-10 days of corset use, antibiotics, painkillers, mouthwash and oral hygiene are recommended.

🦋 Generally, there is no need to remove stitches, it will dissolve in 1 week.

🦋The ideal appearance appears in 2-4 months.

🦋Complications are minimal in experienced surgeons.

🦋In some studies, complications were reported as 8.45%.

🦋These complications; edema, bleeding (internal maxillary artery), infection, asymmetry, trismus, facial nerve buccal branch injury, paratis gland Stenson canal injury.

Source;

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6051676/

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK576413/

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🇩🇪🦋Eine Wangenverdünnung, im Volksmund auch „Hollywood-Wangenoperation“ genannt, ist kurzfristig, dauerhaft, effektiv und die Ergebnisse sind sehr erfolgreich.

🦋Entfernung des bukkalen Fettpolsters (BFP), partielle bukkale Lipektomie, Hollywood-Wange, Wangenfettentfernung, Wangenverdünnung.

🦋Der Hauptzweck besteht darin, dass es bei Menschen mit runden, eckigen oder breiten Wangen durchgeführt werden kann, ohne hervorstehende Wangenknochen (Jochbein-/Malarbereich) und deren Gesicht nicht dünn aussieht.

🦋Obwohl es am häufigsten bei Frauen durchgeführt wird, bevorzugen es in den letzten Jahren auch Männer.

🦋Heister beschrieb dieses Wangenpolster erstmals im Jahr 1732.

🦋Im Jahr 1802 erklärte M.F.X.Bichat seine anatomische Struktur im Detail.

🦋Das „Bichat-Fettpolster“, auch Dr. Bichat genannt, ist in 4 Fortsätze und 3 separate Lappen unterteilt.

🦋Hinterlappen; Es besteht aus temporalen, pterygoidealen, pterygopalatinalen und bukkalen Teilen.

🦋Operationstechnik: Lokalanästhesie ist im Allgemeinen ausreichend und 40–50 % des „Fettpolsters“ werden durch einen 5–10 mm langen Schnitt in der seitlichen (äußeren) Schleimhaut des beidseitigen Oberkiefers (Oberkiefer) entfernt.

🦋Der durchschnittliche Volumenverlust beträgt 6 mm (7,2–10,8 mm bei Frauen und 7,8–11,3 mm bei Männern).

🦋Abziehbilder, die diese Menge überschreiten, können zu Durchhängen und/oder Asymmetrien auf der Wange führen.

🦋Einige Behörden empfehlen diese Operation für Personen nach dem 25. Lebensjahr.

🦋Die Operationszeit beträgt 20-40 Minuten.

🦋Obwohl unmittelbar nach der Operation ein klares Erscheinungsbild auftritt, ist es natürlich, dass für 2-3 Wochen Ödeme/Schwellungen auftreten.

🦋 7-10 Tage Korsetttragen, Antibiotika, Schmerzmittel, Mundwasser und Mundhygiene werden empfohlen.

🦋 Im Allgemeinen ist es nicht nötig, die Fäden zu entfernen, sie lösen sich innerhalb einer Woche auf.

🦋Das ideale Aussehen stellt sich in 2-4 Monaten ein.

🦋Komplikationen sind bei erfahrenen Chirurgen minimal.

🦋In einigen Studien wurden Komplikationen mit 8,45 % angegeben.

🦋Diese Komplikationen; Ödeme, Blutungen (Arteria maxillaris interna), Infektionen, Asymmetrie, Trismus, Verletzung des Wangenasts des Gesichtsnervs, Verletzung des Stenson-Kanals der Paratisdrüse.

Quelle;

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6051676/

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK576413/

‎ملحوظة: الوصف باللغات التركية والإنجليزية والألمانية والعربية

🇮🇶🦋تنحيف الخد أو المعروفة شعبياً باسم "جراحة خد هوليوود" هي عملية قصيرة الأمد ودائمة وفعالة ونتائجها ناجحة جداً.

‎🦋إزالة وسادة دهون الخد (BFP)، استئصال شحم الشدق الجزئي، خد هوليود، إزالة دهون الخد، تنحيف الخد.

‎🦋الغرض الرئيسي هو أنه يمكن إجراؤها على الأشخاص ذوي الخدود المستديرة أو المربعة أو العريضة، دون عظام الخد البارزة (منطقة الوجنة / الوجنات)، والذين لا يبدو وجههم نحيفًا.

‎🦋على الرغم من أنه يتم إجراؤه بشكل شائع على النساء، إلا أن الرجال يفضلونه أيضًا في السنوات الأخيرة.

‎🦋وصف هيستر وسادة الخد هذه لأول مرة في عام 1732.

‎🦋في عام 1802، شرح M.F.X.Bichat بنيته التشريحية بالتفصيل.

‎🦋تنقسم "وسادة الدهون بيشات"، المعروفة أيضًا باسم دكتور بيشات، إلى 4 ملحقات و3 فصوص منفصلة.

‎🦋الفص الخلفي. وهو يتألف من الأجزاء الصدغية والجناحية والجناحية الحنكية والشدق.

‎🦋تقنية الجراحة: التخدير الموضعي كافٍ بشكل عام ويتم إزالة 40-50% من "السادة الدهنية" عن طريق إجراء شق 5-10 ملم في الغشاء المخاطي الجانبي (الخارجي) للفك العلوي الثنائي (الفك العلوي).

‎🦋متوسط فقدان الحجم هو 6 ملم (7.2-10.8 ملم عند النساء و7.8-11.3 ملم عند الرجال).

‎🦋الملصقات التي تتجاوز هذه الكمية قد تسبب ترهل و/أو عدم تناسق في الخد.

‎🦋توصي بعض السلطات بإجراء هذه الجراحة للأشخاص بعد سن 25 عامًا.

‎🦋مدة الجراحة 20-40 دقيقة.

‎🦋على الرغم من ظهور مظهر واضح بعد الجراحة مباشرة، إلا أنه من الطبيعي رؤية الوذمة/التورم لمدة 2-3 أسابيع.

‎🦋 يوصى باستخدام المشد لمدة 7-10 أيام، ويوصى بالمضادات الحيوية ومسكنات الألم وغسول الفم ونظافة الفم.

‎🦋 بشكل عام ليس هناك حاجة لإزالة الغرز فهي ستذوب خلال أسبوع واحد.

‎🦋يظهر المظهر المثالي خلال 2-4 أشهر.

‎🦋المضاعفات ضئيلة عند الجراحين ذوي الخبرة.

‎🦋في بعض الدراسات، بلغت نسبة المضاعفات 8.45%.

‎🦋هذه المضاعفات؛ وذمة، نزيف (الشريان الفكي الداخلي)، عدوى، عدم تناسق، ضزز، إصابة فرع الشدق في العصب الوجهي، إصابة قناة ستنسون في الغدة النظيرية.

‎مصدر؛

‎‏https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6051676/

‎‏https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK576413/

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Changing the way people smile with the best dental implants

One of the most ground-breaking innovations in contemporary dentistry is the dental implant, which is used for restorative purposes. Dental implants provide unmatched advantages in terms of longevity, practicality, and aesthetics for those dealing with tooth loss or looking for a long-term option to replace missing teeth. Discover why dental implants are the ideal option for repairing your smile as we explore the world of the best dental implants in this detailed guide.

The Concepts of the Best Dental Implants:

You must know what dental implants are and how they function before you can dive into the topic of the best dental implants. Titanium, a biocompatible substance that osseointegrates with the jawbone, is the material of choice for dental implants, which are prosthetic tooth roots. Dentures, bridges, and crowns may be securely attached to the tooth root once it has fused with the bone.

Choosing the Best Dental Implants:

Several considerations come into play when deciding if dental implants are advantageous:

The most important factor is biocompatibility. Dental implant materials must be biocompatible to avoid rejection and other negative responses and to promote appropriate integration into the jawbone.

How long does anything last: Implants designed to last should be able to resist the stresses of biting and chewing for many years without breaking down.

The Aesthetics: Patients are more likely to be satisfied if the outcomes seem natural. The most aesthetically pleasing dental implants improve the smile's overall attractiveness by looking and feeling much like real teeth.

Functionality: Patients should be able to smile, talk, and eat with confidence after getting dental implants since they should restore complete functionality to the mouth. The ideal functioning of prosthetic restorations guarantees a painless changeover from natural teeth.

Detail and Personalization: Because every patient's dental anatomy is different, dental implant procedures must be personalised to get the best possible results. The most effective dental implants are custom-made for each patient, guaranteeing a snug and comfortable fit.

Different forms of dental implants:

Dental implant options range from many kinds, each designed to meet the needs of certain patients and various sorts of clinical situations:

Endosteal implants are surgically implanted into the jawbone. If the patient has enough bone volume and density, endosteal implants are a great option.

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An abundance of advantages distinguish dental implants from more conventional methods of tooth replacement when you choose the right ones:

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Choosing the Best Dentist to Install a Dental Implant:

The caliber of the implants themselves has a significant impact on the efficacy of dental implant therapy, but picking the right provider is just as crucial. Find a dentist or oral surgeon that focuses on implant dentistry if you're thinking about getting the best dental implants. Do not hesitate to ask the provider about their qualifications, level of expertise, and percentage of successful dental implant treatments.

Conclusion:

For optimal restoration of function, aesthetics, and oral health, dental implants are the gold standard in tooth replacement. Compared to more conventional options, like dentures or bridges, they are the better choice because of their biocompatibility, longevity, and natural look. Once patients are aware of what to look for in the best dental implants and have made an informed provider selection, they can begin a life-changing process that will restore their smiles and self-esteem.

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