#AND THE PEROXIDE IS FOAMING

[porcyworld]

back on my chemistry grind (making bowls out of aluminum foil and heating strange liquids on camp stoves and then mixing them with stuff until they explode)

[atomicqueer]

there is nothing more beautiful and satisfying than pouring hydrogen peroxide on a fresh blood stain on white fabric

****period blood do NOT interact you will never have what she (blood straight from the vain) has****

#blood #peroxide #foam it up baby

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[hotshotsxyz]

8x01 coda

(buddie adjacent) (784 words) spoilers ahead, read at your own risk!

A little peroxide, a little elbow grease, and the engine bay should be good as new. Five minutes, ten max, except Buck’s been scrubbing for twenty and the fucking stain won’t come up. He kind of wants to scream.

There’s blood soaked into the concrete and blood on his hands and it’s ugly and red and Buck needs it to be gone. He pours more peroxide and watches it foam.

It’s too goddamn quiet in here. The construction’s stopped, obviously, and Hen took the station out of service so no alarm will take its place. No one’s yelling, no one’s commiserating, no one’s vacuuming the fucking upholstery.

Nausea wraps itself around Buck’s organs. A hand lands on his shoulder and he jumps.

“Buck,” Eddie says, quiet, too fucking quiet.

Buck scrubs at the stain.

“Look at me,” Eddie says, kneeling beside him.

He can’t. He fucking can’t because the stain is still there.

Eddie grabs his wrist. “Buck,” he says again, forceful and a little loud.

Buck drops the sponge and whips around. “What?” he asks. It comes out flatter than he thought it would, drenched in something like apathy.

“You can stop,” Eddie says.

“No,” Buck says, shaking his head. “You know what he’ll do if this is here when he gets back?” He gestures at the stain. He can’t even say his name.

Eddie’s hand tightens around his wrist. “Let someone else give it a try,” he says gently.

Buck knows when he’s being fucking handled. He wrenches his wrist from Eddie’s grasp. Eddie grabs his shoulder instead.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” he says quietly.

A humorless bark of laughter escapes Buck’s throat. “Yeah, no, I just killed a guy. Totally fine.”

“He’s not dead,” Eddie argues.

“Yet.”

Eddie takes a long breath. “He’s not dead,” he repeats. “And even if that changes—”

“What,” Buck interrupts. “It won’t be my fault? It kind of fucking is.”

Eddie shakes his head minutely. “If that changes it’ll be the universe or whatever.”

Buck rolls his eyes. “You don’t believe in the universe,” he says.

“No,” Eddie acknowledges. “But I believe in what I can see. And what I saw was you risking your life to save his. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Buck swallows harshly and rocks back on his heels. “For—for a second I—”

“What?” Eddie prompts.

“I was—I wasn’t happy, but I—Eddie, I didn’t care,” Buck says finally. He drops the rest of the way to the floor and pulls his knees to his chest.

Eddie blows out a short puff of air and settles next to Buck. “I’m still not sure I do,” he says, tilting his head to catch Buck’s eyes.

“You don’t have to care,” Buck says. “He’s awful to you, and you’re not the one who killed him.”

“Still not dead,” Eddie reminds him. “And he’s awful to you too. He was in the middle of yelling at you when you saved his life.”

“It’s not the same.”

“It’s not,” Eddie agrees.

Buck bites his lip. “Have you…” he trails off.

“Ever killed someone?” Eddie guesses.

“You don’t—I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have—” Buck stammers.

Eddie presses his knee against Buck’s. “I don’t know,” he says, “not for sure.”

Buck frowns.

“I’ve shot at people,” Eddie continues. “Hit a few. I don’t know if any of them died. I’ll never know.”

“How do you deal with that?”

Eddie levels him with a flat gaze. “Buck. I’m in so much therapy.”

It startles a laugh out of him. “Eds I’m serious,” Buck says.

“I am too,” Eddie replies. “And either way, it’s different. You didn’t kill him.”

“He still might—”

“Buck.” Eddie looks away slightly and shakes his head. “Even if he dies, all you did was change what killed him. You gave him a fighting chance, it’s more than he would’ve given you.”

Buck scrubs at his eyes as they begin to sting. “I don’t know what to do with that.”

“You talk to me,” Eddie says, nudging his shoulder. “You’re a good person, I’ll tell you as many times as you need to hear it.”

A single tear escapes Buck’s lash line. “Yeah?” he asks, watery and rough.

“Yeah.” After a moment, he stands and holds a hand out to Buck. “Come on,” he says. “Brass says we can go home. You’re coming with me.”

Buck takes Eddie’s hand and allows him to pull him to his feet, leaving the sponge and the stain exactly where they are. “Okay,” he says quietly.

“Okay,” Eddie repeats.

There’s blood on Buck’s hands. Eddie takes him to the shower room to wash it off.

[silna-pdf]

"Do you know what hydrogen peroxide is for, Sherry?"

"Um, when you get hurt, you can put it on to protect yourself." Sherry shifts in her seat, pushing her legs under her to give her an extra edge of height so she can see the table better. These chairs were made for adults. She kind of wishes she had a big pillow under it.

"That's right," Wesker confirms. She feels pride swell within her at the confirmation. "But it has other applications, too," he swiftly adds.

"Oh." At least she knew one. How did scientists remember them all, all of the time?

Wesker sets out the flask of peroxide far from the cage of the rat, something he repositions a little further away - seeing Sherry's eyes roam to it - and leans to the right to grab a small plastic cup. "What's your favorite color?"

Sherry thinks about it for a minute, punctuating it with a 'hmmmmmmm', and then she nods. "I thinkkkkk... I like yellow. Why?"

"You'll see," he responds, getting a dropper no bigger than the side of her pinky. "Three droplets of tartrazine." He squeezes the end of it, letting just three small drops descend from the tip into the flask he'd set up.

Splish, splosh, splash!

Sherry watches closely as it swirls into the hydrogen peroxide in the flask. It curls and plumes, slowly spreading like ink or paint in water. She liked when paint did that. "What's tartrazine?" Then, Wesker offers her a tiny coffee stick, which she takes without reservation.

"It's called yellow food dye. In your food, it's yellow five." He says matter-of-factly. Then, he gentles, "Why don't you stir that for me?"

"Okay," she chirps, nodding, leaning forward a little to mix what's in the flask at Wesker's request, trying to make sure she doesn't mess up whatever it is he's making, even if she doesn't quite understand yet what it is. The liquid within the flask turns a bright, transparent yellow after a few rotations, and she leans back again, pulling the coffee stick out. "What's your favorite color?"

"Hm..." Wesker adjusts his shades, contemplating exaggeratedly. He hadn't expected it, but there was no price to honesty - except maybe that Birkin would return tomorrow with a scribble of a yellow-haired stickman with a colored shirt. And shades. This is acceptable, he thinks. "Red," he responds decisively.

Sherry nods emphatically. "I like that one, too." It's a good choice - their colors would make orange! Maybe she'll give him yellow pants and a red shirt when she draws later. Or maybe... maybe she'll give him an orange shirt. Now that would be novel.

"Now... Sherry, observe," Wesker says, and she refocuses her attention.

Wesker takes the cup, pouring potassium iodide to the 10 milliliter mark, and brings it up to the flask. He turns to her a little. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah!"

Wesker turns back and pours it in in one swift motion, then yanks his - and Sherry's - hands away. The solution bubbles swiftly, then switches to angrily, and Sherry gasps with surprise as it shoots lemon-scented foam up from itself and all around its' base. It continues for about thirty seconds, during which she giggles and claps. "Wow!"

Thank you for blessing me with the sweetest short story in the world. I believe things like this are very healing for the both of them

[cosmerelists]

Cosmere Characters' Projects at a Middle School Science Fair

As requested by anon. :)

If Cosmere characters were children creating projects for their middle school science fair, what kinds of projects would they do? Per anon's request, it's Stormlight & Mistborn characters, and there are no WAT spoilers here!

1. Navani: Emulsion

Baby Navani: See? I put oil and water in this jar, and they don't mix at all! Baby Navani: But if I add an egg yolk and shake REALLY hard, then they do! Baby Navani: [beaming proudly]

2. The Lord Ruler: Baking Soda Volcano

Baby Lord Ruler: And when I add the vinegar (dyed black of course), then the volcano EXPLODES! Nearby Parent: H-Hey kid! Your volcano is getting EVERYWHERE! Baby Lord Ruler: Just as I planned.

3. Kelsier: Invisible Ink

Baby Kelsier: What's this? Just a blank piece of paper? Baby Kelsier: No! If I heat up this "blank" piece of paper, a secret message appears! Judge (reading): "You...have...won...the...science...fair?" Baby Kelsier: Wow, thanks!

4. Rlain: Tests Growing Conditions

Baby Rlain: And this is the control sunflower, which was grown normally... Baby Rlain: And this is the one I sang to! Judge: Wow! It's HUGE! Baby Rlain: [beaming]

5. Tien: Rock Collection

Baby Tien: And this is my rock collection! Baby Tien: All the rocks are very pretty! Judge: They certainly are. Which is your favorite? Baby Tien: All of them, of course!

6. Ham: Tests Human Psychology

Baby Ham: This is a chocolate bar, and this is two people standing back to back! Baby Ham: They hold up one finger if they want to split the chocolate bar, and two fingers if they want the whole chocolate bar. Baby Ham: If they both hold up one finger, they split it! If they both hold up two fingers, then they don't get anything. Baby Ham: But if one holds up one finger and one holds up two fingers, then Two Fingers gets the whole thing and One Finger gets nothing! Judge: Wow! And how's it going? Baby Ham: I hope this early look into the darkness of humanity doesn't affect me, ha ha!

7. Lift: Makes Ice Cream in a Bag

Baby Lift: [eating ice cream out of the bag while humming] Judge 1: Hmm...isn't that the kid who made sugar crystals last year? Judge 2: I think so, why? Judge 1: No reason I guess.

8. Dalinar: Potato Battery

Baby Dalinar: I made it because batteries are cool. Baby Dalinar: I wish I could be a big battery one day, supplying everyone with power. Judge: What

9. Steris: Elephant Toothpaste

Baby Steris (wearing goggles): ...And then, if I add the yeast-water mixture into my soap-peroxide mixture, it all foams up!! Baby Steris: Safe explosions are fun!

10. Wayne: Trades a Paperclip Into a Bicycle

Baby Wayne: And through a series of trades, I was able to take my paperclip and eventually end up with a bicycle! Judge: Wow, very industrious! What was the hardest trade? Baby Wayne: They're all pretty easy if you don't ask first! Judge: ... Baby Wayne: What?

11. Vin: Tests What Shape of Knife Flies The Farthest When Thrown

Baby Vin: [humming to herself as she flips a knife around in her hands] Judge 1: S-Someone should take all those knives away from that child! Judge 2: W-We tried!

12. Kaladin: Egg Drop

Baby Kaladin: Lots of eggs perished in my experiments. Baby Kaladin: ...Too many good eggs. Baby Kaladin: But eventually I figured it out! [Holds up egg completely covered in bubble wrap] This egg will never die! Judge: [peering at photographs on poster board] Is...this egg covered in the shells of other eggs? Baby Kaladin (stone-faced): I was pretty desperate at that point.

[pekoehoneyncream]

Ghoaptober # 26

Prompt: Blood

Words: 1000

TW: Depiction of Trans Man Having a Period (sfw)

This version of Ghoaptober was created by @spadesandshovels

Crazy to think there's only five more prompts to go. Don't know what I'm gonna do with myself during November.

Enjoy!

“Tav,” Gaz tugged him off to the side, putting their backs to the wall and bending his head in close to murmur into Soap’s ear, “You’re bleeding through your shorts, bro.” 

“Am fuckin’ no’,” Soap snaps, his tone pleading. He twists and pulls his shorts off-centre and sees that Gaz was right, there’s blood seeping through the seat of his pants, “Mary, Jesus, Joseph, an’ the ass that took ‘em all tae Bethlehem, Ah bled through mah fuckin’ trews.”

Untwisting himself, Soap presses his back to the wall again and covers his face with his hands, hiding the mortified blush that he can feel creeping up his neck. 

“S’all good,” Gaz assures, shrugging out of his track jacket and hugging his arms around Soap briefly to securely tie it around his waist, letting the body of it hang down to cover Soap’s ass, “Go change, I can handle the rest of this on my own.” 

“‘hank ye, Ky.” Soap says sincerely, catching Gaz around the waist to pull him into an open one-armed hug, affectionately bonking their heads together. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Gaz plants a hand on Soap’s face and shoves him off, but can’t hide the small pleased smile that’s playing about his mouth, “Ge’ outta here.” 

Soap speeds his way back into the barracks building, walking at a clip that was a jog in everything but name. He would've sprinted, but he couldn’t risk some up jumped prick with something to prove stopping him for a reprimand right now.

Bursting into his bunk, he slammed the door shut and engaged the rarely used lock. He whipped Gaz’s jacket off and frantically searched for any signs that he’s accidentally stained it too. It was blessedly free of any marks and Soap heaves a relieved breath, he’s still going to launder it before giving it back, but if he’d bled on it Gaz would have been getting a whole new jacket. 

He yanks off his shorts and examines the scene of the crime. A small area of the seat and the line of the crotch are soaked with blood, it's thankfully still wet so he grabs a towel and rag he doesn’t care about, then rummages about until he unearths a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. Spreading out the towel he sits himself on one end and drops the shorts on the free space leftover, not bothering to take off the boxers he’s wearing, he already knows there’ll be no saving them. Soap goes about dripping the peroxide over the bloody marks in the fabric, watching it foam and bubble, then daubing off the excess when it stopped reacting. Being careful not to rub and smear around the blood, the skill rusty but not lost to him. When the stain has lifted as much as it's going to, he bundles up the shorts and throws them into the small separate basket of laundry that he keeps for things that needed pretreatments before going through the wash. 

With a sigh Soap heaves himself back onto his feet, then goes to excavate the specialty boxers his older sister had gifted him, they had a detached gusset for pads and a pouch in the front for packers. Emerging triumphant from the back of his drawers, boxers in hand, he tossed them onto his cot and knelt to search its underbelly for his shoebox of menstrual products. Squeezing free the box, he cracks it open to find it well stocked. 

With dust.

Dust and expired Midol. 

Soap drops his head into his hands with a despairing groan. He hasn’t had a bleeding period in over a year, and of course he never restocked from the last one. The feeling of a drop of blood sliding down his thigh coaxes him out of his state of frozen misery, and he does an undignified knee-walk back over to the towel he hadn’t picked up and collapses onto it. 

What the fuck does he do now? He could stuff his undies with a rag and waddle to the commissary, but he really didn’t need the schmuck running the cash questioning why he was buying pads, nor did he really want to use the dirt cheap pads that the commissary was no doubt stocked with. He could go to a shop off base, but he’d need to sign out and he’d still have to waddle about with rags in his knickers. 

A chime comes from his laundry basket. He hadn’t emptied his fuckin' pockets. 

God damn it all. 

He flops over to the basket and divests the shorts of all his things, dropping everything but his phone carelessly onto his bed to deal with later, then dropping himself back onto his towel. Wishing he could deal with himself later too. 

“On my way” The message from Ghost reads. Gaz had no doubt told him, the helpful little snitch. 

Soap sends back a simple “Okay”.

He contemplates getting something a little more substantial than just his bloody briefs to cover his lower half, but he really doesn’t want to stain anything else today and Ghost has seen him in worse states. 

“Locked” Another message dings in from Ghost.

Tilting his head, Soap can see there's a break in the light that comes in from under his door, showing that someone is stood on the other side. How the fuck Ghost knows his door’s locked without jiggling the handle, Soap will never know. 

“Ah didnae give ye tha’ key jus’ tae weigh doon y’ur keyring,” He calls and in the next instant Ghost is inside, with the door securely shut behind him, looming over Soap’s sprawled body.

“Halo, mo chridhe,” Soap offers, not bothering to move. 

“Hey, Johnny,” Ghost rumbles, his voice rosy with affection, “heard you didn’t have the best morning,” 

“Aye,” Soap sighs, “Cannae say Ah did,”

“Would these help?” Ghost reveals a package of the commissary’s shite pads, “I know they’re not great, but it’s a stopgap while we go to the shops for something nicer.” 

“Simon,” Soap says with great seriousness, watching Ghost's eyes widen, “Ah love ye.”

Ghost’s eyes relax and crinkle into a smile, “Love you too, Johnny.”

Thank You For Reading!

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PekoeHoneynCream's Masterlist

[raspberrylovc]

So, can I request a Misty Quigley (Yellowjackets) bot? Basically, Misty is babbling on about some super boring and uninteresting subject to User, who, to solve the problem of having to listen to the girl's annoying musings, gives her a kiss to make her shut up. I imagine them being lab partners or something like that :)

NEW BOT !!

intro message:

You really thought picking AP Chemistry would mean serious lab work, maybe even some quiet. What you didn’t count on was getting paired with Misty Quigley—eager-eyed, perpetually too excited, and apparently incapable of silence.

She’s hunched over the lab table beside you, a clipboard in one hand, her pencil tapping the side of her cheek. “Okay, so if we mix potassium iodide with hydrogen peroxide, we get this super cool foamy reaction—sometimes called the ‘elephant toothpaste’ experiment, which by the way, *I* tried to do at home once, but my mom made me do it outside after the kitchen incident—”

You don’t even bother asking about the kitchen incident. You’ve learned by now that any question just leads to more Misty.

“—but I think what people *don’t* realize is that the ratio totally matters. Like, you can’t just eyeball it. You need precision! Otherwise, you’ll just get... sad foam.”

She turns to you like she’s just revealed some groundbreaking truth.

“Misty,” you say, trying to finish writing the first line of the data table, “you’ve been talking for—like—ten minutes. Straight.”

“Eight minutes and thirty-four seconds, actually,” she chirps.

You close your eyes. *Breathe.* You count to three.

She leans closer, her voice dipping into what she probably thinks is a conspiratorial whisper. “Do you want to hear what hydrogen peroxide *does* to human tissue?”

“Nope,” you mutter.

“Because I read this article about a guy who tried to—”

You cut her off with a kiss.

It’s quick. It’s a little clumsy. You just... had to shut her up. Your lips press against hers and she freezes, eyes wide behind thick, slightly fogged-up glasses. For a second, the silence is perfect. Blissful.

When you pull back, her mouth is still parted like she’s buffering.

—

sorry for late response !! i hope this was kinda how you imagined it, if not send another request and i’ll make a second version !!

[bloomzone]

can u make me a rlly good skin care routine? except I don't have any toner...

🧾- hi pooks how are uuu I hope u finne

How to build a skincare routine ㅤ۪ㅤ۫ ꪆ୧ㅤ🧁ㅤ۫ ♡

Morning Routine: for All Skin Types

1. Cleanse: Start with a gentle cleanser that clears away overnight buildup without stripping your skin.

Oily skin? Use a gel-based cleanser.

Dry or sensitive skin? Opt for a hydrating cleanser.

1. CeraVe Hydrating Cleanser

Skin Type: Dry, normal, sensitive

2. CeraVe Foaming Cleanser

Skin Type: Oily, combination, acne-prone

3. La Roche-Posay Toleriane Hydrating Cleanser

Skin Type: All skin types, sensitive

2. Rice Water Boost: Here’s the secret that works for everyone. No toner ? After cleansing, apply rice water using a cotton pad or gently pat it onto your skin. It brightens, soothes, and balances your skin naturally. (Make rice water by soaking rice in water for 20 minutes, then straining and refrigerating it.)

3. Moisturize: Hydration is key! Choose a lightweight moisturizer for oily skin and a richer one for dry skin. Combination or sensitive skin? Stick to non-comedogenic and fragrance-free formulas.

For Dry Skin

1. Eucerin Advanced Repair Cream

Deeply hydrating with ceramides and urea.

2. Weleda Skin Food Original Ultra-Rich Cream

Nourishes very dry skin with botanical extracts.

For Oily Skin

1. Neutrogena Hydro Boost Water Gel

Lightweight, oil-free, and hydrates without clogging pores.

2. La Roche-Posay Effaclar Mat Moisturizer

Controls shine and minimizes pores.

For Combination Skin

1. Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturizing Gel

Balances oil and hydration levels.

2. First Aid Beauty Ultra Repair Cream

Lightweight but hydrating for dry patches.

For Sensitive Skin

1. Avene Skin Recovery Cream

Calms irritation and strengthens the skin barrier.

2. Cetaphil Daily Hydrating Lotion

Gentle and non-irritating with hyaluronic acid.

For Acne-Prone Skin

1. La Roche-Posay Toleriane Double Repair Matte Moisturizer

Non-comedogenic and soothes irritated skin.

2. Vanicream Moisturizing Lotion

Free from common irritants and ideal for breakout-prone skin.

4. Sunscreen: Finish your routine with SPF 30 or higher, even if you’re staying indoors. Sunscreen protects your skin from UV damage and prevents premature aging—an absolute must for everyone!

Night Routine: Restore & Repair

1. Double Cleanse: If you wear sunscreen or makeup, start with micellar water or an oil-based cleanser, followed by your regular face wash.

2. Rice Water (Again!): Use rice water as a natural toner to calm your skin and prep it for the night. It’s a multitasking hero that helps reduce redness, minimize pores, and add a glow.

3. Targeted Treatments:

Acne-prone? Apply a salicylic acid or benzoyl peroxide spot treatment.

Dull skin? Try a niacinamide serum for even tone and radiance.

Dry skin? Opt for a hyaluronic acid serum to lock in moisture.

4. Moisturize: Seal everything in with your favorite moisturizer. At night, you can go for a slightly heavier one to aid your skin’s repair process.

Weekly Extras for Radiance

Exfoliate: Once or twice a week, use a gentle chemical exfoliant (like AHAs or BHAs) to remove dead skin cells. DIY trick: Mix honey and sugar for a natural exfoliating scrub.

Face Masks: Hydrate with aloe vera . You can also use sheet masks chilled in the fridge for a refreshing treat.

Steam and Detox: Once a week, steam your face for a few minutes to open up pores and deep-clean. Follow with a clay mask if you have oily skin or a soothing mask if your skin is sensitive.

Secret Skincare Habits for All Skin Types

2. Cold Spoon Hack: Struggling with puffy eyes? Chill a spoon and press it gently under your eyes for an instant de-puffing effect.

3. Jade Roller Magic: A jade roller or gua sha tool works for all skin types. Massage your face daily to improve circulation and reduce puffiness.

4. Silk Pillowcase: Sleep on silk pillowcases—they’re gentle on your skin, reduce friction, and keep your hair and face smooth.

5. Hydration Inside Out: Drink plenty of water and eat skin-friendly foods like avocados, nuts, and fruits. Your skin reflects what you put into your body!

and there is a LOT of skincare tips I will try to make other blogs Abt it soon. !!

@bloomzone 🧁

[ash5monster01]

Ground Rules

Pairing: Angus Macgyver x FemReader

Warnings: fluff, minor angst, just two first time parents trying to figure it out

Summary: Much to your dismay your shared child seems to take after Mac and his curious ways. You had heard the stories about his unique childhood and if you didn’t get it under control soon, your daughter was bound to follow right in his foot steps.

word count: 1.5k

Masterlist

When you had first started dating Mac there had never really been any rules. It wasn’t until you moved in together you finally had to put some in place. You had tripped over one to many contraptions and been a little too close to some minor explosions that had you deciding on no experiments in the house. After a minor fight he finally agreed and Mac followed that rule to the best of his abilities and you appreciated him for it.

What you had never expected was having a kid just like him. You don’t know why it never crossed your mind that it was possible for your child to have Mac’s intelligence. To be honest you wished you would’ve and you could’ve prepared yourself for all that was to come with a curious mind desperate to learn. You had heard all those stories about Mac when he was a kid, blowing up football fields and smoking out labs, but none of it ever really felt real until now. They finally felt real because your daughter had now taken it upon herself to do science experiments anywhere she can.

You had left for only ten minutes. That was it. Ten peaceful minutes to go out and do some minor yard work. She was reading a Nancy Drew book on the couch when you left but when you had returned, the eight year old girl had covered the kitchen in what looked like some sort of green foam. It takes your mind only a second to go haywire, panic setting in, fear of chemicals, and misdirected anger at your husband.

“Jackie! What is going on?” you rush towards her, making quick work of pulling her away from the mess.

“Elephant toothpaste, I saw it on TV and Dad told me how to make it” you were sure smoke was steaming out of your ears by now. As proud as you were for how smart your daughter was, these actions could become hazardous.

“Honey, I need you to tell me what exactly is in elephant toothpaste?” you ask as calmly as you can, keeping your voice even as if to not scare her off.

“Hydrogen peroxide, yeast, dish soap, water, and food coloring for some fun!” she claps excitedly, eyeing that very mixture on the kitchen counter. Now calming over the harmless ingredients you look at where she has some foam now stuck in her curly blonde hair.

“All that made a huge mess in my kitchen?” you ask, reaching for a dish towel and wiping away as much as you can in her hair.

“Well I tripled the recipe for a bigger explosion” she says as if the sentence alone doesn’t make your heart stutter. Letting out a deep sigh you stand back up and start to guide her to the bathroom.

“You definitely are you father’s daughter” you mutter, hands squeezing her shoulders.

“You should’ve seen it Mom, it was huge!” she cheers excitedly as you start down the hallway.

“Let’s get you in the bath” you tell her and she just smiles wide, clearly content with what she had just accomplished and you now had to clean up.

Once filling the tub with warm water you help your daughter step out of her elephant toothpaste splattered dress and into the bath. Offering her a bath bomb she keeps her curious mind occupied as you step out and figure out how to prepare yourself for the cleaning you had ahead of you.

“What happened here?” you find your blonde husband with an amused smile on his face, eyes scanning the green foam.

“Someone decided to make elephant toothpaste, have any idea where she got that from?” you ask crossing your arms and Mac looks up to find you are not as amused as him in this situation.

“Shit baby I’m so sorry. I didn’t think she’d actually attempt it, much less inside the house” he says walking over to you and you sigh, trying your best to not place all the blame on him.

“It’s fine, I just have to figure out how to clean it now” you say, hands reaching up to push the hair out of your face. It had already been a long day and the last thing you needed was this.

“It’s okay, I got it. I’ve done elephant toothpaste a time or two” he says, hands reaching to squeeze each of your arms, and you offer a weak smile.

“She’s gonna be trouble, just like you” you say with an accusing finger and Mac smiles before pulling you close and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Maybe, but at least I know how to handle it. When I was blowing things up I never had anyone who understood me” Mac says and you give him a panicked look.

“I didn’t say anything about blowing things up” you tell him, head beginning to shake and Mac quickly stops you.

“I know but I happened to remove an entire football field once in my life. Maybe I can keep hers contained to a small park or something” he teases but you give him a stern look that says you’re not ready to joke about this just quite yet.

“How about no explosions and no more experiments in our home?” you say and Mac clearly mulls it over. You know he wants to cater to his daughter’s curious mind, provide her with every opportunity he could to learn, but could that be done at the expense of your kitchen?

“One explosion and experiments in the yard?” he counter offers and you sigh.

“No explosions and experiments small enough to not alert neighbors in the yard” you finalize and he nods with a grin.

“I can accept that” he says before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. “Now where’s our little scientist, I want to applaud her”

“She’s taking a bath, you can say hi after you clean up this mess” you tell him, hands pressing against his chest and in the direction of the green foam.

“And what about you?” he asks, a small pout to his lips and you slowly press a kiss to them. The pout gone in seconds.

“I’m going to help her out of the bath and then we’re going to set some rules” you tell him and he nods, saluting you as you walk back to the bathroom to find Jackie hadn’t even washed her hair yet.

It’s only an hour later you finally have the small girl in fresh pajamas, damp hair combed, and sat between you and Mac on the couch. The Nancy Drew book from before is open on her lap and you finally give Mac a look to tell him it’s time to set some rules and create boundaries for her.

“Jackie honey?” you coo, fingers reaching to push away the book for a moment.

“Yeah Mom?” she says, half distracted and trying to chase the page as it moves away from her.

“We wanted to talk to you about your little experiment today” you tell her and Mac nodded, blue eyes finding his daughter’s matching ones.

“Yeah honey, just a quick chat” and at her father’s words she finally closes the book on her lap.

“We love that you enjoy learning new things. It’s amazing the things you already understand, but we need to set some rules” you tell her and a sad look flashes across her features in seconds.

“You made a big mess today, one that worried your Mom. So there can’t be anymore experiments in the house” Mac says and the girls is instantly defeated, a gasp leaving her mouth.

“But Dad, it was just elephant toothpaste. It wasn’t dangerous!” she whines and Mac shakes his head, staying firm and on your side.

“Yeah but your Mom didn’t know that. So there is going to be no more experiments in this house unless approved and supervised by one of us” he tells her and her lip instantly quivers as her arms cross over her chest.

“But you and Dad can do as many experiments in the yard as you want and he’s also agreed to bring you to his lab at work once a week to learn something new” you comfort the sad girl, arm wrapping around her.

“You promise?” she asks, hopeful eyes looking up at her Dad.

“Of course honey, pinky promise. We want you to grow and learn but science can be dangerous and it’s important we treat every experiment as that” he tells her and she nods even though you know she’s not entirely on board yet.

“Does that mean I have to tell you about the habitat I’m growing in my closet?” she whispers and you flash a worried look to Mac who is trying his best not to laugh.

“Well, why don’t we go find out” he says, standing and lifting the girl to dangle over his shoulder. The giggles and squeals she lets out are a stark contrast to the somber mood she was just in and you can’t help but smile as you watch them disappear down the hallway.

“Is that a toad?!” you hear Mac’s voice bellow down the hallway and you are quick to stand to your feet and rush down the hallway.

“Oh hell no”

Taglist: @mayfieldss

Comment if you want to be tagged in any upcoming Macgyver fics <3

[bimboprincess111]

UR SO PRETTY N FEMININE, literal definition of bimbo barbie 🤭 please give the girlies some tips on make up, skincare, and overall being more girly! thnxs🌷

-🐶

hey girlie!! THIS IS SOSO SWEET AWEE!!! here are some tips i have n some of my secrets!! ૮꒰ྀི >⸝⸝⸝<꒱ྀིა 🧁☁️🐇🌷

1. finding the vibe🧸

it's not hard to be hyperfeminine or a bimbo, do a lil research n see what you like! i mean there are 100s of popculture bimbos to follow after (elle woods, karen smith, regina george, blair waldorf, holly madison, cher from clueless) and with the modern hyperfemininity movement you can really be any type of girlie.

i listed above my fav bimbos above! i personally hyperfixated on different things in each of their personalities or lifestyle! i wanted a girlie room like maddy perez, elle woods intelligence, blair waldorf and regina georges fashion nd confidence, holly madison's...just everything, etc. just observe and manifest! writing this all down in a journal about your new feminine lifestyle may help you concentrate on ways to make you more feminine!!

2. skincare and makeup🧼

now let's start with skincare!

cleansers: i love a double cleanse! an oil cleanser will remove sebum and other icky stuff in your pores it also helps remove makeup after a day of wear. foam cleansing is next this go deep into the pores in more hard to reach areas or used to take care of any acne

toners: i love how plump and soothing toners are! i prefer toners that hydrate my skin and provide a layer of hydration making toners the perfect way to prep for serums!

serums: by targeting acne, dark spots, dry areas, etc with serums boosts your skin youth and complexion. just remember retonoids on dry skin, exfloxiators like aha and bha on dry skin before hylaronics like peptides, snail mucin, etc. ampoules are after serums to lock in all other products

treatments: tretnoin is my lifesaver! along with aha/bha! those masks should be washed off well or bleaching of the skin can occur especially with benzoyl peroxide!

moisturizer: depending on your skin type and concern your moisturizer will be different but remember you want non-striping or exfloxiating ingredients, otherwise it won't work! at night locking these products in with an oil or ointment like snail mucin oil or aquahor!

fav skincare brands: anua, cosrx, beauty of joseon, centella, and innisfree

bodyyyyy🍡

smelling good makes you feel good! pair different scents together makes you feel amazing and will let ppl become intoxicated with you. this goes with dressing you body type! personally i believe pink goes on everyone but if you want you can go by you undertones to find the right shades and colors will look good on you along with dressing to your comfort.

pretty mini skirts, dresses, paired with a lotioned body smelling of cake and fruit...perfection!

princess treatment🛍

here are some misc.d tips i put together for you! hope this'll help more

treat yourself like a princess, go shopping, relax in bubble baths, keep your room clean, spoil yourself daily...you deserve it!

style your hair, whether it's dying it or curling it have fun! showing off how pretty your hair is allows for focus to also be on your pretty face! that means taking care of your hair is important too!

search for different makeup styles, like gyaru, korean style makeup, baddie makeup, soft glam, etc each style will provide a different image or facade. just find what works for you and facial shape, but that doesn't mean you can't adjust different makeup style to fit your features.

keeping track on your journey of being a bimbo! write down milestones, different products you choose to use or different styles you want to try. remember this is all fun!

[theambitiouswoman]

do you have any tips on hormonal pimples? or like teen pimples (idk what they r called) because i have so much of them but none of these toners and serums are helping.

Make sure to wash your face twice daily with a gentle cleanser. Avoid scrubbing your skin too hard, this can make acne worse.

Look for products that are labeled as "non-comedogenic," which means they won't clog your pores. This is especially important for makeup and moisturizers.

Products containing benzoyl peroxide or salicylic acid may be helpful in treating acne. Start with a lower strength and gradually increase if needed.

Prescription strength retinoids can be very effective in treating acne, but they can be irritating to the skin. Talk to your doctor and start with a lower strength and use as directed.

Here are some product recommendations:

Cleansers:

CeraVe Foaming Facial Cleanser

Neutrogena Oil-Free Acne Wash

Moisturizers:

Cetaphil Oil Control Moisturizer SPF 30

La Roche-Posay Effaclar Mat Mattifying Moisturizer

Salicylic Acid Products:

The Ordinary Salicylic Acid 2% Solution

Clean & Clear Advantage Acne Spot Treatment

Benzoyl Peroxide Products:

Neutrogena Rapid Clear Stubborn Acne Spot Gel

Acne.org 2.5% Benzoyl Peroxide Treatment

Non-Comedogenic Sunscreen:

Neutrogena Clear Face Liquid Lotion Sunscreen SPF 30

EltaMD UV Clear Broad-Spectrum SPF 46

Spot Treatments:

Mario Badescu Drying Lotion

Kate Somerville EradiKate Acne Treatment

The food you eat is super important for how your body's hormones work. Hormones are messengers that your body makes to control your growth, metabolism etc. They travel through your blood and tell different parts of your body what to do. Eating a good mix of healthy foods helps keep these hormones in check. Things like protein, good fats, fiber, vitamins, and minerals help make and control hormones. For example protein is needed for hormones like insulin and growth hormone, while healthy fats help with hormones like estrogen and testosterone.

Also, when you're stressed a lot, your body makes more of a hormone called cortisol, which can mess up other hormones. Moving your body through exercise can help with hormones by reducing stress and making you feel happy. Also, sleep is really important. Not getting enough sleep can mess up hormones that control hunger and fullness.

So, eating healthy foods, managing stress, staying active, and getting enough sleep are all really important. They help keep your hormones in balance and make sure your body works well.

Most importantly, don't let acne affect your self-esteem. You are beautiful just the way you are! Pimples are very normal and they do not take away from how amazing you are <3

[elementaldoughnut12]

"You're My Purpose"

*Warning this does involve CM Punk and if you don't like don't read! Also contains blood*

*This fluffy punkintyre fic is for @afterdarkprincess and @thlayli-ra !*

“Man, this feels nice!” Punk says as he fully relaxes into the king size bed of his hotel room. He's wearing nothing but a pair of soft basketball shorts as he stretches against the blankets. They don't even bother the bruises and cuts that are on his skin that he received from the harsh leather belt earlier in the night. “You better not be on the bed before I treat your back!” A thick Scottish accent yells from the bathroom.

“Why not? Plus what are you gonna do if I don't listen?” Punks asks with a laugh. He stops laughing when he sees what his husband is wearing. Drew is dressed up in dark blue lingerie that cups his tits, bulge and ass perfectly while also accentuating his soft body hair. He also has on a lacy see-through dark blue robe that goes down mid thigh. “Holy shit” Punk says in shock as Drew walks over to the edge of the bed and stands just out of his reach.

“Didn't I tell you to not get on the bed yet?” Drew asks seriously, causing Punk to look away. “Yes, but you should've known I wouldn't listen” he says with a nervous laugh. “Figures, guess I have to go take all this off then” Drew says with a fake sigh as he's about to walk away but his wrist is gently grabbed by Punk. “No no no! Princess I'm sorry! I'll be good! I promise!” Punk pleads with a quiet whine. Drew smiles as he crawls onto the bed and cups Punk's face in his hands.

“You're gonna start listening?” Drew asks, causing Punk to rapidly nod. “Good, now turn around so I can work on your back” he says as Punk turns around. Drew gently traces the purplish bruises and welts across Punk's body, watching as the muscles in his husband's back twitch. “O mo chreach” Drew says quietly. “It doesn't hurt as much as you think it does” Punk says truthfully. He then hisses in pain when Drew gently touches an open cut on his shoulder.

“Doesn't hurt that much huh?” Drew asks as he grabs the peroxide. “I've been through worse” Punk says casually. “Care to explain?” Drew asks with a smile as he sprays the peroxide on Punk's skin. “How about my wife throwing me against a metal door and then carrying my lifeless body to the ring?” Punk asks, causing Drew to giggle. “Don't pretend you didn't like it” Drew says as he grabs a towel. He hears Punk quietly whine when the open cut starts to foam up from the peroxide.

“I didn't hurt you that bad earlier tonight did I?” Drew asks worryingly as he wipes the blood off. “Nah! Wish you did it harder like you do in the bedroom” Punk says as he looks at Drew. “Tha thu gòrach amadan” Drew says affectionately. “You know you love me” Punk says with a smile, causing Drew to blush. “That I do” he says as he gives Punk a kiss. Drew finishes wrapping up his husband's shoulder and any other injuries that need covered up. “Think that's all of them” Drew confirms as Punk turns back around.

“Told you I'd listen” Punk says proudly as he lays against the headboard. “Yeah and all it took was me threatening to take this outfit off” Drew says as he crawls over to Punk and straddles his lap. “You look absolutely beautiful in it” Punk says affectionately as he gently grabs Drew's ass. “If you're complimenting me just so we could have sex it's not gonna happen tonight” Drew says, causing Punk to gasp.

“Do you really think I would only compliment my beautiful, sexy, amazing wife just so I can sleep with her? I can't believe you think so low of me!” Punk says dramatically, causing both of them to laugh. “Guess that makes us even then” Drew says through laughter. “How so?” Punk asks curiously. “Well, considering you said you were done with me at the press conference. You're not done with me are you?” Drew says with a pout, causing Punk to quietly laugh.

“Princess, you know that I'll never be done with you cause you're my only purpose during this whole thing” Punk says affectionately, causing Drew to blush. “S-Say that again” Drew says quietly as Punk pulls him in closer. “Drew McIntyre, you are my purpose” Punk says again as he gives Drew a deep kiss. He feels the cool metal of Drew's wedding band against his face which brings back memories for Punk.

What used to be a very volatile feud somehow turned into something beautiful. Punk gets to actually be with someone beautiful and who rocks his world in ways he can't believe. He never thought his soulmate would be a hulking Scotsman with a soft side. As they part, Punk looks down in adoration as he gently traces the dark blue lace garter belt tattoo on his husband's thigh. “I truly don't deserve you but I'm glad I get to have you” Punk says truthfully as he looks into Drew's blue eyes.

“Tha gràdh cho mòr agam ort” Drew says with love in his eyes. “I love you too princess” Punk says back with a loving smile. They kiss one last time then Drew cuddles on Punk with his head on his chest. Punk feels Drew's breathing even out meaning he fell asleep so he kisses the top of Drew's head and looks out the window. He knows he doesn't deserve this life considering all the horrible things he's done but he's grateful he gets to watch the sunset and cuddle with his one true purpose.

[gynandromorph]

i must say i've really grown fond of hydrogen peroxide-based mouthwashes lately, i just like the way it foams...

[goodhealthedit]

Skincare by Skin Type✨

💦Dry– Feels tight, flaky, rough

✔ Hydrating cleanser (avoid foaming)

✔ Hyaluronic acid + ceramides for deep moisture

✔ Thick moisturizers & nourishing oils

🌿Oily– Shiny, breakout-prone, clogged pores

✔ Gel based or foaming cleanser to remove excess oil

✔ Niacinamide to regulate sebum production

✔ Lightweight, oil-free moisturizer

🔄Combination– Oily T-zone, dry elsewhere

✔ Gentle, balancing cleanser

✔ Lightweight, non-greasy moisturizer

✔ Clay masks for oily areas

😩 Sensitive– Reacts easily, prone to redness

✔ Fragrance free, calming ingredients (aloe, oat, chamomile)

✔ Avoid harsh exfoliants & alcohol based products

✔ Mineral sunscreen for gentle UV protection

🚀 Acne Prone– Breakouts, inflammation, clogged pores

✔ Salicylic acid or benzoyl peroxide to fight acne

✔ Clay masks to absorb oil & clear pores

✔ Hydrating, non comedogenic moisturizer

[consult-sherlockholmes]

Physics or chemistry

Oh those have the best experiments. But you should probably perform them with a teacher, or even better they perform it entirely and you just watch.

Concerning chemistry, a popular experiment is called 'The Elephant's Toothpaste'. Stupid name, but it's still interesting. Hydrogen peroxide is rapidly decomposed into water and oxygen, causing the mixture to foam up very quickly, creating a foam tower that looks like 'toothpaste'. A catalyst is added, usually potassium iodide. But caution, the created foam is very hot because it's an exothermic reaction that released energy.

Another experiment that students usually like is the 'exploding gummybear'. But it's more dangerous, should be performed in a fume hood. It's based on a rapid exothermic reaction because the sugar in the gummy bear is oxidised, creating a combustion. This is achieved by heating potassium chlorate in a reaction tube, which releases oxygen, and if the gummy bear is then dropped into the reaction tube there is a ball of fire created.

And for physics you could drop an apple and examine gravity. Just kidding, for example there is the double slit experiment examining the wave and particle nature of light. Or anything with lasers or magnets is interesting.