#pimple face map

[monamipencil]

───── “imperfections?”

               ⋆˚｡ or, in which svt appreciates your beauty.

pairings; hyung line x reader, established relationship. | a/n; this was so lovely to write. pls be kind to yourself and life is too short to worry about shallow things. love yourself, just a bit more today <3 | [check out maknae line ! ]

⋆ SEUNGCHEOL ⏤ hip dips; cheol is someone who does not care for so-called flaws. if anything, he only loves them more. would do a double-take when you say that you hate your hip dips. he rests his hands on your hips, holding you like you'd break and he looks at you softly. “see? they're molded for my hands.” he presses his lips to your forehead and stills for a moment. “you're so beautiful. don't ever doubt it.” he takes you to greek museums, pointing out that even aphrodite has hip dips. “my beautiful aphrodite,” he kisses your hips, worshipping your body.

⋆ JEONGHAN ⏤ scars, birthmarks; he has curious hands, always discovering your body and memorising the map of your skin. his fingers outline any birthmark littered on your skin, and he kisses them. same for scars and stitches. he grazes his nimble fingers along them while asking for the backstory. he listens intently, still brushing his fingers over them. if you got it in a funny way, he chuckles and shakes his head. but if not, he locks his fingers with yours, comforting you silently. jeonghan kisses your scars and birthmarks like a silent prayer against your skin and you won't ever feel inadequate.

⋆ JOSHUA ⏤ stretch marks; he never understood the hate around stretch marks anyway. soft fingers trace the lines scattered on your belly, shoulders, hips and elsewhere. it's a habit he has developed, to slip his hands under the waistband of your pants and feel the lines under his fingerprints. it's calming and it grounds him to earth, a wordless reassurance that he's ok and that you are there. a frown decorates his face as you complain about them. but he cuts you off, telling you how much he loves your marks, and he's not saying it because he has to, but because he genuinely feels that way. because he loves you for you.

⋆ JUN ⏤ smile; more than anything else he loves to make you smile and laugh. and if you try to hide your smile, he'll remove your hands and kiss your lips. if you try to tone down your laughter or laugh in a different way, he'll tickle you. jun loves you in the most authentic form. he frowns when you tell that you've never liked your smile or laughter. how could anyone hate a smile? that too, yours? he'll never understand that. he shakes his head, telling you that you look beautiful always. he loves it when you smile into kisses, to taste your happiness on his tongue, to feel your smile, to be the reason behind your laughter. his love heals your inner child.

⋆ SOONYOUNG ⏤ nose; soonyoung is filled with so much love that it pours out through his finger tips. and he can't help but boop your nose all the time. if you do something he finds adorable, he'd crush you into a hug before showing cute aggression all over your face. he pinches your nose, cradling your face and kisses the tip. but he's overcome with so much love that he doesn't really know how to contain it. he rubs his nose against yours and there's something so intimate about it to him. he will cry if you tell that you don't like your nose. and he's very passionate about proving that it is beautiful. no days pass by without his compliments and kisses.

⋆ WONWOO ⏤ acne; he has eyes for the little details. he notices any small changes too. if you get acne before your periods, he'll notice it and remind you. and it's kind of cute to him, little spots that grow on your face and when they're tinted a bit red or brown. kisses your skin, feeling the texture with his lips. and if he gets any pimples too, he'll introduce it to your pimples. he's goofy like that. stares at you like you're the night sky, connecting your acne like constellations with his fingertips and feeling like he touched the sky with his bare hands. he doesn't allow you to be insecure ever, always appreciating you no matter what. life is too short to care about small pimples anyway.

⋆ JIHOON ⏤ dark circles; whether it's by lack of sleep or genetics, he loves them. eyes are the window to the soul, and sometimes those emotions can seep out, staining the skin around your eyes. or maybe, it's a gift passed down by your ancestors. he's worried that you are not getting enough sleep but if it's normal, he finds them attractive. he caresses it under his thumb, kissing your eyes. he doesn't get why you want to hide them. why would you want to hide your moon-kissed eyes? they're beautiful, you're beautiful and you're his muse. it makes you look serene, your smoky eyes brings a calmness that only the moon could do. he writes about your eyes often, a secret serenade.

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[rpclefairy]

𝐁𝐆𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

a selection of lines from the various companions' banter quotes (not cut scene dialogues!) from baldur's gate 3. these are generally spoiler free and non context specific so they can apply to different settings and dynamics! feel free to change names and the like to customize the prompts.

“Death can't have me. Not yet…”

“Calm yourself. There is plenty of me to go around.”

“Realmspace is vast. Countless worlds to be mapped, kingdoms to be conquered.”

“I have missed this. The adventure. The danger. The kicking of butts!

“Let me guess - you need something.”

“Such attention.. I never realised I was so popular.”

“Let's cook with fire, baby.”

“Do you intend to vocalise every thought?. Or just the most obvious ones?”

“Wherever we go, ye gods let there be something green.”

“Careful, or I will take your toy away from you.”

“Watch your elders and learn.”

“Perhaps try attacking the enemy?”

“So much we don't know, lingering in the furthest reaches of existence.”

“All the world's my stage and you're just a player in it.”

“The shadows are my friend.”

“Yes, yes, have your fun. It isn't you they're trying to kill.”

“Feet planted firmly on Faerûn, please.”

“Admirable stamina, yet terrible priorities.”

“Well you certainly have the 'omnipresent' part down, don't you?”

“I am ready, whatever may come.”

“My faith protects me.”

“Need a throat slitting?”

“Death greets us all - but not today.”

“You need my expertise?”

“Can you feel death's cold grip?”

“So many stars, so many mysteries yet to be discovered.”

“Death comes quietly.”

“And I thought we were going to be friends.”

“Locked tight, but there must be some way to open it.”

“No, you can't die. Get up, damn you!

“You had my attention, now you have my fury.”

“From silence to suffering.”

“So many worlds out there. You'd need a thousand lifetimes to see them all - more.”

“I hope this is important. For your sake.”

“Let them gaze deep into their own abyss, and wonder just what it is they are trying to achieve.”

“I ought to just burn this whole thing down.”

“We have slightly more pressing matters to attend to.”

“You have still have time to surrender.”

“Every kicked buttock, another step on the path.”

“Weave save me. I can't take much more…

“You are right to fear me.”

“Let me look around. Might be something that'll help me crack this thing.”

“Incredible, to think how many worlds exist beyond this tiny speck within a speck I call home.”

“I really wish I could cast a Hold spell on you.”

“I can fawn over my face later.”

“Ready for another round?”

“Keep your blade close.”

“I can't unlock it from here, but there must be a switch or a button somewhere…”

“No, that's not moving. There must be a way to open it somewhere.”

“Battle favours the fearless.”

“Sleep with one eye open, evil. Maybe both.”

“Gotta be something around here to unlock this thing.”

“Why do beautiful people taste better?. It hardly seems fair on the ugly - they have such wonderful personalities.”

“Oh, calm down. I'm happy to see you too.”

“Just go for the Magic Missile and fire away. Never fails.”

“Still standing, no matter what you heard.”

“Enough waiting. I crave blood.”

“Hang on - I won't allow this. You aren't dead, go it?”

“GODS, it's HOT in here!”

“No rest for the wicked, I see.”

“Better to hide than fight, sometimes.”

“Would that I could hide from you, too.”

“Are you feeling lonely, perhaps?”

“There is no right or wrong, only truth.”

“Battle is afoot - you can poke me once we are safe.”

“What good all this ethereal eladrin blood if I can still get pimples?”

“I should've been a drow. They have such stylish armour.”

“I am armed! Armoured! And entirely sick of your foolishness.”

“Let's have some fun.”

“War is an old woman's game.”

“No rest, be you wicked or wise.”

“I'm getting too old for this nonsense.”

“I would poke you back, but I fear that's what you want.”

“You have my attention - now do something with it.”

“You are insistent, are you not?”

“Do what must be done.”

“Your suffering will be spectacular.”

“Lest I sit down for a rest and not rise again.”

“Better to look evil in the eye. Even if it be very small.”

“I'm not built to crouch.”

“I think I could go another round.”

“Always the same old song.”

“Is perfection too much to ask?”

“Eyes on victory, tummy on dinner.”

“So many places to be.. and I chose Baldur's Gate.”

“I'm not opening that. Not from here, at any rate.”

“What is the point, if not victory?”

“Won't last much longer like this.”

“Let's hope the locals are friendly.”

“Let us show them how it's done.”

“Weapons high. Standards higher.”

“Must everyone be so exhausting?”

“What I would not give for a chunk of fresh honeycomb…”

“Which way to the nearest library?”

“Now this is my happy place.”

“Who shall I silence?”

“Stop, or die.”

“Wear your scars proudly.”

[blckbrrybasket]

Nudeness but not in a sexual way.

In the way that you wake up next to him and feel his fingers dancing across your bare skin. Calloused dragging across yours, mapping out the marks that make you uniquely you.

Scars, moles, pimples, bruises, stretch marks, all of your beauty.

All of it is being stored away in his memory like this is the last time he’ll see you and it might be, but the world is far away now. All there is, is you. And when he’s done? He’ll pull you close to him and bury his face to your neck to remember your scent next.

No, the world could wait until he surfaces again.

[ramgirlpaul]

George's moles- a study

My main thought was to map out the moles on George's face as an art reference- I have trouble looking at pictures of him when drawing or painting him mostly because his moles mix in with freckles, acne scars, pimples etc etc. So I thought I'd compare pictures of him throughout his life to see which ones stay there the whole time so as to not confuse them with the more temporary ones ^^ I drew up a little map of the ones I concluded were absolutely moles and not seasonal freckles or age spots- but honestly you can just draw your own conclusions from that little collage. He definetely has some more on his forehead but he's like ALWAYS got bangs on so it's harder to tell. Ok bye now assume I am wrong about everything

[lovings4turn]

ᯓ★ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 (𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬)

aka. becca was inspired by her love for starface patches and wrote this in her sleep deprived state !! hope you enjoy anyway loves <33

breakouts suck.

it’s a universal fact, one you think would be impossible to argue with no matter who you are. nothing can truly make them enjoyable, per-se, but you believe you’ve found a way to bring a hint of amusement to the infuriating spots: colourful pimple patches. more specifically, ones shaped like stars that came in an array of colours for you to choose from.

gone from sight are the unwanted guests on your face, replaced by a smattering of mini yellow, purple, and pink stars that dust your forehead, chin, and nose.

another bonus? your boyfriend seems to be pretty fond of them, too.

jack is currently cuddled up to you, head resting against your chest, when he lifts his head to admire you for a moment. brows furrow, and a finger extends to poke at the star sitting on the bridge of your nose.

“i meant to ask you, baby. what are these?” he asks, voice tinged with mirth. “trying out a new look?”

you snort, swatting gently at his hand that begins to peel at one of the patches in curiosity.

half of you wants to mess with him, come up with some crazy, convoluted reasoning behind the stars gracing your face. the other part of you is far too tired to think of something right now, and to deal with his consequent onslaught of questions and excitement.

“ha ha.” your tone is dry, but your eyes give you away, soft as you look back at him. “they’re pimple patches. supposed to stop you touching them while they heal, or something like that.”

your nose scrunches a little at the explanation you provide, and jack produces an ‘ah’ of understanding.

“i like them. ‘s like your own personal little constellation,” he supplies, toothy grin stretching wider as he makes a point of lightly poking each star, tracing their pattern to map out his own galaxy.

“yeah. my own constellation,” you echo, surprised at just how sweet your voice comes out, the short word thick and syrupy like honey.

as he finally reaches the sticker sat on your chin, you part your lips and playfully nip at his finger, letting out a laugh at his disgruntled look.

“that’s for poking at them,” you declare, pressing a kiss to the pad of his finger to placate his pout. “i put them on to stop myself from messing with them, and look what happens.”

“can you blame me? sitting there looking all pretty with some colourful stars on y’face and you expect me not to touch them?”

before you can respond, jack speaks again.

“and just for the record, i’m so stealing those from you.”

[gaybirdnerd]

Bad habits from the 141

Ghost:

Knife tricks, he will be bored and with nothing to do and will just start flipping knives and doing shit with them no one else has seen. This has caused numerous occasions where a dumb recruit decided they could do it better than him and sliced some fingers.

Picky with how his sandwiches are made, the meat has to be on the very top unless there's provolone cheese, will take apart any premade sandwiches to change how it is placed. No one knows why, he just does it and will give no explanation.

Skin picks. If he finds something different on his arms or his hands or his neck or his face, he'll see if he can pick it off. Be it a scab or a chunk of dirt or a pimple, he'll mess with it either until it bleeds or it's gone.

Soap:

Plays with bombs??? He literally just takes explosive putty and turns it into shapes like it's Play-Doh. He's safe about it, but holy shit you can't just pull a bomb out of nowhere and hand it to someone as a joke when they ask for a wrench or something.

Will drink coffee obsessively. It doesn't really affect him all too much, but if he's got free time where he CAN have coffee, he WILL have coffee. He can go to sleep right after coffee and be ok, but he can also "accidentally" drink like 20 cups in a day because he's bored. He has stomach issues very often when he does this ofc but it doesn't stop him.

Bites his nails. Will go at a nail until it bleeds, particularly when he's nervous or bored. He keeps himself occupied drawing or journaling just to avoid going to town on his nails.

Gaz:

Lays in bed all day when he has nothing to do. Literally will wait until the last second to go to the bathroom during these times and won't move except for that and for getting into more comfy positions. He has a snack stash that literally no one can find in his room, so he doesn't even need to leave for food, he just sits and lays there watching stuff and doom scrolling on his phone.

Eats salads one ingredient at a time. Will find every piece of lettuce in the salad and eat it and then go on to the next ingredient. He thinks this is how salads are meant to be eaten. He doesn't even separate the ingredients, he just picks them out around the other stuff, even when it's got dressing on it.

Listens to music obsessively. Will sit in the most serious meetings with one earbud in, somehow hidden, and listen to the music while passively taking in the information unless it's a super serious meeting. If it's a cut-and-dry "get in, get out" or information grab, he gives no shits and simply watches what's being projected for them to see (maps, details, plans, etc.)

Price:

Smoking ofc, but what a lot don't know is that he went from cigarettes to cigars in his early 20s and still slips onto cigarettes sometimes when he's super stressed. It tastes different and wakes him up whereas cigars are heavy smoke and calm him down.

If he's got mashed potatoes of any sort, they HAVE to be mixed with vegetables, he refuses to eat them otherwise. It's not a bad habit perse, but his refusal to even look at mashed potatoes unless there's a vegetable such as peas or corn makes it a stubborn issue no one in the world can change his mind on. If he gets an MRE with mashed potatoes and no vegetables, he'll either negotiate getting someone else's vegetables or simply give them the mashed potatoes.

Picks at his nails. Thinks it's gross to bite at them, but they get chipped and bother him by snagging on things so he'll pick at the inconsistency and make it worse then keep picking. Ghost gets him a small nail file he can put in his phone case to keep with him so he doesn't need to continue getting frustrated at his nails.

Laswell:

Doesn't sleep. Will get maybe 4-5 hours out of a day and will stay up for hours in the middle of the night because she's following a lead or researching something that caught her attention 5 days ago.

Refuses root vegetables and will fight someone if she finds one in her food. Again, not much of a bad habit, but the fighting is. Once threw down at a family gathering because someone (a particularly stubborn aunt who hated this habit) snuck a cut-up carrot in her food and only her food. She was 16.

Reorganizes her desk and office once a week. You wouldn't think this would be a problem or even a bad habit until you realize she puts stuff in such different locations each time that she can't shit. She never learns from this and jokes that it makes her life more fun when she finds the stapler actually under the desk.

[your-productivity-girlie]

acne tips...

avoid touching your pimples/blemishes: this irritates the area and causes it to stay longer

find out the cause of your acne, whether it is hormonal or something else: figuring out the cause of your acne is important because then you can treat it better. if your acne is the cause of lack of sleep, you should sleep more. here is a acne face map:

wash your face regularly: this should be a must! wash your face two times a day, morning+night. people with dry skin can skip the morning wash if it irritates their skin, but to keep your skin healthy you need to wash away the gunk. however, be careful not to overwash, which strips away the natural oils and tells your body to create even MORE oils. this results in more acne.

avoid oil-based products: acne is created by oily skin, so adding more excess oil to the skin can clog pores. stick with water-based products instead.

get good sleep: sleep is important to heal your acne, but be careful with pillowcases. make sure to change them regularly to reduce dirty particles sticking to your face. silk pillowcases are really good for your skin and hair, and keeps your skincare actually on your skin. it however, is not something you need; changing your pillowcases will suffice.

have a good weekend~ ✨☁️

⏾⋆lune⋆⏾

[idontknowwhatimdoingheresworld]

Hair as white as snow,

Glowing under the morning sun,

Spread out on blue pillows,

Like it was arranged by god herself.

Silver lashes over closed eyes,

Wrinkles lead the way over her face,

Showing history,

Showing a life well lived.

Pink lips, slightly open.

Warm air escapes them in soft sighs.

Blue fabric over pale skin,

Hiding her body like snow hides a landscape.

A gentle hand - my gentle hand,

Touching her body - worshipping it.

Feeling her skin, its perfect imperfections,

Its wrinkles and pimples.

Drawing soft circles and random patterns

Like a child on a heist.

Her body - my map.

Blue eyes open sleepily,

Pink lips smile gently.

Loving eyes - my loving eyes

Welcome her in this reality.

"Good morning love." - "Good morning dear"

A hand- her hand - caresses warm skin

My warm skin.

Reality threatens to destroy the dream,

But here with her - here with you

They are - we are - living the dream.

[bh-writingdump]

What could be causing this? It can’t be Crest’s magic. Could it? Wouldn’t have the wolf’s tongue have wiped all traces of it. You could still feel their saliva trickling from your cunt.

It had to be something else. What else could’ve Crest done? He… he put something up there… Th eggs, he said they’d kill you by daybreak didn’t he… is this how?

The cool sponge material presses into your cheek. Despite the pleasant tingle it produces on your aching cheek, you can’t help but reach for your cunt. It burns and aches like before. Something thick and slimy oozes out of it. It comes back a murky purple. You’d rather not think of how much it covers you.

How long until your next episode Would you even survive this time?

Your throat closes up as you struggle to breathe. If it weren’t for decades of training beneath your father. Broken leg, illness, mid-breakdown, maybe you would’ve given up there like you had hours before. his monotone voice echoes through your head, “again.”

It’s all you need to drag yourself onto your belly. Away from the comfortable bed. It’s too bright outside the dank cave to tell you much but outside is outside. The cold spring air sends goose pimples all over your skin. You shiver hard.

With your vision still blurry form sleep, you don’t realize what you’re passing until it breathes on you. You freeze. Listening to what sounded like the wind before, actually is something sleeping.

Your body screams to run. You bite down on your lip until it bleeds. Your better than that. all you got to do is wait it out. You wait there for what feels like an eternity.       

Wolf sleeping no more than a few inches from you. just ass you get your wits about you hear sniffing. You lie perfectly still as they sniff from your rear to your feet. Unlike the day before, you realize your whole body is exposed. Their steaming nose presses between your thighs.

Don’tmovedon’tmovedon’tmove—

They growl, deep and like it was personally offending them. Your body reacts before you can stop, crawling in a mad dash. All you can see is the light at the end of the tunnel. So close. Just as you reach the grass, a weight falls on your back. you cry out as razor sharp claws dig into your flesh.

Flash of images of your rear fill your vision. Some reality of purple ooze gushing out between your legs. in others, it’s covered in blood and bruises. Your begging cries echoing from other memories. Then one you don’t recognize of you with half your face covered in bruises like some topography map, begging for death.

Something thick and warm slides between your thighs. You shudder as you try to keep quiet. Clearly, they aren’t awake. You can’t escape it but if you can transmit an image to trick it into thinking something benign, you could run away.

Another pass of its tongue grazes the burns on your cunt and belly but also clouds your mind. you nearly moan as you force back the arousal. You imagine yourself running on healthy legs far into the forest from the wolf’s perspective. Getting further and further away until you disappear in the underbrush.

By the third time you repeat it, they shift. Panic swelling tightly as they look to you, then the forest. Images of an empty forest reflecting back.

You imagine yourself screaming, blood curdlingly so finally, they rush into the forest.

Covered in saliva, gain. You drag yourself far as you can just to sit outside the cave. Any further you’d lose yourself in the flickering panic the wolf’s soul keeps transmitting to yours.

It’s forlorned howls filling the forest.

You check yourself again. the sludge leaking from your cunt’s thinning out. you can’t feel the cramps either but static dances along your skin, making your hairs stand on end. It wouldn’t be long until the shocks are back.

If you stay here, the wolf may decide your better meal than a chew toy. On the other hand, the aches in your stomach had only gotten worse, running you hand over the swollen surface, you realize it’s not from bruises. It’s uneven, like you’ve got something filling your stomach.

As you do, the foreign objects glow an eerie green yellow. You press into them, watching them flicker and glow as they bounce into each other, like watching someone scoop calamari.

You want to shout and curse but the wolf may hear it.

This could be worse. The eggs could be hatching and you’d be dead. You can fix this.

Another ache spread across your stomach. One of the eggs swell so large it’s the size of a baseball now. you feel the disgusting thing shove another egg out of place. It pops into your cunt with enough force you fish out its smaller compatriot. It didn’t burn so bad touching your cunt.

Seeing the egg on the other hand.. beneath the moon, its yellow shimmer grows brighter. Within, you spy a grey worm wriggling against its bloated egg sack. A tiny inverted heart positioned in what would be its chest.

Pitch the thing as hard as you can. It hits a nearby tree, bursting like a water balloon. If only you had da wire hanger. Or… some leverage. If you could beat them out. you crawl along the wall to nearby boulder. Lifting yourself off the ground as far as you can, you arch your back and lam back into it. grunting as you knock all the air out of you, nearly puking.

You try again and again, only feeling a single egg emerge back in your canal, none popped. In fact, more joined, swelling your belly further.

Your already exhausted. There’s sure to be thirty more. shocks run aong your left arm, spazzing it out. forcing you to lift yourself with one arm.

It’s then you hear a growl from behind you.

“Shit.” You gasp, feeling it smell between your legs. with a shudder, you glance down, watching it poke at the egg with its muzzle before growling. You stare at it a long while, hand on your twitching belly, how it gurgles or maybe you’re managing it. “Guess I won’t be your chew toy for long after all.

The wolf’s eye lights contract into pinpricks.

You roll your eyes as worry and panic resonates through your soul. “Oh cry me a river.” You limp b ack toward the forest. You got a step or two before they lightly clamp down on your arm. Not hard enough to do more than scratch the skin but if you fight, it would tear into you.

Flashing visions of their tongue between your legs, the feeling of it winding it’s way up you, leaving you breathless. You feel between your legs. nothing’s there but you still felt the wolf’s tongue, your tongue moving through narrow canals until it reaches a dead end, filled with eggs. Pricking the delicate surface, they pop easily. As the wolf pulls out, so doesn’t’ your stomach deflate. A horny satisfaction fills the wolf as images of them licking and cleaning up every part of you fill your head.

“Enough.” You croak.

The vision lapses, you’re staring back into the canine’s gaze. Eager and waiting for something. “You think you can get them out.” It stares dumbly back, licking at its chops. You take a cautious step back. “No, you have to---” Wait, you need to do the thing. But.. if its to understand, you’ll have to envision every detail down to the fucking to get the eggs out. One that doesn’t potentially end with you getting eaten.

You imagine yourself holding your thighs open as their tongue burrow into you. No reaction from you but looking away once leaned the eggs out. the wolf and you walk separate ways.

No sooner had you finished, the wolf growls in warning. You see yourself wandering the forest alone. No clothes, your belly aching, weak from starvation, a cougar stalks you. its muscular shoulders shifting slowly, not needing to run to catch up too you. Just waiting for you to drop.

You drop to the earth. It felt so real. You’d be fine. you’d get away.

Another vision takes over. this time you find food. A shadow comes over you. You look up to find a giant harpy clawing at you. You imagine yourself running but no matter how hard you run it gets you. tearing you apart, over and over again.

The visions don’t stop there.

Starvation.

Dehydration.

Then more predators. The wolf must’ve cycled through a dozen predators before you fell. You imagine a wall around yourself. Something nobody could get through. You watch as hundreds of those harpy skeletons descend on your head, hammering at, a spiderweb of cracks cover it. only for a wolf to burst out from nowhere. Mot of the harpies flee but those who don’t, the wolf gobbles up.

The wolf waits at your feet. Lying in wait until the next predator comes

Crest.

A horrid terror grips you so hard you try to make a dozen shields thick but nothing enough. He easily steps though. You back up into the stone wall. Tears streaming down your cheeks as you stare in horror.

You didn’t see what happened next thing you know, a big boney face presses into yours. Its breathing calming slow from your frantic gasps. You try to claw away. your body screams. “HE’S COMING!”

But the wolf remains, nuzzling away the nightmare. Not pushing. Just being there. Even as the tremors grow, it whines but doesn’t move.  you cling to yourself, trying to get under control, trying to make the awful feeling stop but all you can see is him. His hands around your neck, fucking you, putting things in you while you slept. You scream. So loud your ears ring as you hold yourself.

All of a sudden, you don’t feel your body. Dry grass fills your vision. It drifts in the breeze, interspersed with lupine, Indian paint brush, tiger lily, and all manner of daisies. Besides you, you see a skeleton humanoid with a canine skull for a head. they sit beside you, watchful of the rolling grain. The reassuring weight of their hand on your shoulder eases your racing heart.

For a split second, you see yourself through their eyes. smiling tiredly up at him. wrinkles worried into your skin at the edges but less pronounced than they are in reality.

Then you’re staring from yourself again. it isn’t reality. Our mind knows but your body refuses to listen. Some part of you stays, resting against his shoulder, watching some buzzard circle a distant carcass. The warm wind kisses your cheek like an old friend.

When the skeleton’s hand moves  to pull you against them, you realize you feel safe enough to close your eyes. When you do, it’s like opening them again.

Your sprawled out over his snout, face buried between their eyes. you shudder, pulling back but as soon as you break contact, the overwhelming dreadful panic returns. Even knowing the pain in your body regardless, you latch back on.

Your mind wonders. They’ll eat you anyway. why does it matter? You must’ve though tit too hard since another vision hits you, brief of them spitting you out.

“You’ll get bored.”

But looking up at them, you don’t see that hunger like before. Camly watching you, eyes half lidded, yet their eye lights sharp.

Tentatively, you try again. Imagining yourself from the wolf’s perspective slowly spreading your cunt’s lips still pensive, like they’d breath on you wrong and break you. The wolf gradually lowers themselves., lapping, watching, when you tense slapping the ground, they pause, nod, they go.

Gradually, the wolf works themselves into you lots of saliva, springing all the while. once the eggs get dispatched, they move just as slow before resting beside you. you pat their nose.

You feel something uncoil in your chest, stronger than usual.

You reach for your cunt, spreading it. They suddenly dive, you slam your legs shut, growling back. “HEEL.”

They whine, but back up, licking your feet.

You imagine it again.

This time, they move slower.

You shiver as their hot breath rolls over your cunt. You claw into the soft earth, grabbing a stick to gnaw on.

Nothing happens, long enough you look up to se them watching you.

Were they waiting? You nod.

They duck down, slowly lapping at your cunt. You bite down harder on the stick, clawing into the ground as you r whole body trembles, fighting the desire to give into it. Thankfully, they don’t take long. it’s not as thick as you remember. Glancing down, you shudder seeing Wolf’s rosy tongue split into three. Two holding open your cunt while another working its way inside. Despite being smaller, it’s still thicker than the highest dick you’ve taken. You gasp as it presses into your cunt’s lips. you try to relax. Thankfully, you don’t have to. With all the saliva constantly sluffing off, it’s enough to slip inside.

It squeezes in like a rat into a tiny hole, expanding further in and amn, with every thrust, saliva gushes down your ass more than you remember.

Oh fuck.. this was a bad idea.

Worry pulses through your soul. a vision grips you of wolf pulling out.

“Don’t’ you dare.” You snarl.

They start to. You imagine them thrusting hard back in, focusing on popping the eggs.

Nothing happens for an agonizing few seconds, you wonder if they’d prefer eating you filled with eggs.

You don’t have much time to think about it as those tongue work into you. one curling around your clit while the other stuffing your cunt like a plush. You shudder, tears brought to your eyes.

All of a sudden, it stops. The panic of being torn apart drops to manageable levels. A worrying intent pulses through you.

You nod.

The worry still there but it keeps going. By the end, you watch as a rosy tongue glows in your bell. It’s slender as if it had to stretch itself thin to get there. the baseball size eggs bounce around each other.

The first one deflates make you sigh but the more that pop, the more you wonder how all this foul magic would get out. you must’ve envisioned it for the wolf again since a vision came back of wolf’s tongues pumping you full of saliva until all of the egg’s juices were flushed out.

You can’t help but laugh. It’s the they start to pull out. you can help the appreciative moan as the suction pulls at you. You watch your stomach rapidly shrink. Gallons of egg juice slip out of you. Only a single egg left in your belly. a little indentation.

Too tired, you don’t’ get a chance to think as they lick your ass. So much so your ass comes off the ground. You gasp as all of a sudden the slender tongue wriggles up your cunt.

You shoot up, babbling. “En-fmmm,” You groan as English fails you. It wriggles teasingly as another tongue curls around your clit. You can barely think as the two work their magic on you. The egg in your belly somehow misses the tongue whipping around. the more its up there, the more ruby red saliva is pumped into you. You’re stomach swells slightly but more you feel it cascade down your legs. you groan at the fullness, attempting too get up only to flop onto their snout. You feel something rushing down only to come back up.

Leading the wolf’s thrusting more rapidly in and out to get it. it’s all you can do to ride it. “wolf.. pwease, not.. too… fast.” You groan like a bitch in heat.

It’d never felt so painless with so much lubricant, even his thicker tongues easily slide in and out of you. Your ass bouncing on the ground as it pumps you full of juices until your sure that the egg as escaped again.

By this point, your well past stimulation. Your body throbbing tensing hard as you groan. The tongue’s pause, the wolf’s eyes widen as they extract themselves from you. hard given how hard you’re holding on. Only once your cunt let go, are you able to set them free. You giggles as you crash onto your back. “heh. think ya. m… broke me.. hahah..” your eyes slide open and shut. Your body so much, your amazed you don’t’ slip between his teeth where he picks you up. All the while saliva and egg juice spirting out of you like an over shaken soda. When you hit the moss, you curl into it. Wolf presses themselves to you.

Your stomach, sending another chaotic gushing spray out. you groan, by the end, you’re curled up against them. Their ectoflesh pushing against your cheek as they pull you toward their belly. “I got.. stuff…” You babble, trying to get up only for another arm to covered in warm ectoflesh until it surrounds you. You sigh, been awhile since you were warm as you doze off in a peaceful sleep.

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[CS: Medicine] pg 3 -->

[mobiused]

did you see what hyeju said on fromm?

: Lately I've caught the sun a lot

: so I bought this to go back to how it was before

: its good

: Feels like my face got a little clearer

some translators notes here,

타다 and 그을다 are two words for "to tan" that have somewhat different connotations. Both definitely are used to mean "tan", but 타다 the word Hyeju used has the root meaning of "to burn" so it's slightly more akin to sunburn - they can be used interchangeably. 그을다 has the root meaning of "to become blackened" which is specifically about skin color darkening. The concept of tanning in Korea compared to in English doesn't map over in a clear cut way. But she isn't really talking about her skin getting darker.

Hyeju's use of "clear" (맑다) is exclusively about her acne/pimples and nothing to do with skin color. Hyeju has spoken before about how catching a tan doesn't matter that much to her, and she only cares about avoiding aging from sunburn - brightening products are not the same as whitening products.

With this context feel free to make up your mind on how you feel about what she said.

[visiblenostalgia]

SATURN NEPTUNE 25-26 0° ARIES CHANNELED MESSAGES AND IMAGES

And because it’s Aries energy, some of this stuff is going to be hitting VERY hard. I recommend taking what resonates at your own discretion. Do not come for me for whatever I channel. This is simply what’s coming through. If you don’t like it, skip this post.

All of it after the cut.

🔥

“Back to basics—truthfully”

“Emotions can make you realize, but sitting around and clicking doesn’t.”

“Be absolutely honest with yourself. They (your opps) aren’t your own mind.”

Clown — Koяn

Blind — Koяn

A new cycle regarding our connections to media and power.

Perceived worse than expected.

Dynamic shift* (younger populous of Gen Z taking their strides to better positions — people are gonna be REALLY ANGRY with some of the notable ones that erupt from the generation. Some Zedders are gonna be triggered at their own kin. Lotta ties being cut. Lotta friendships are gonna die out for the sake of this rage. All of this interconnectedness of Neptune in Pisces via an “ocean of water” turns into an “ocean of kerosine”. Then Aries hits and it’s all about quick paced running type energy.

More:

Societal (Neptune) standards in our current time are all about being soft and caring. But with all the constant stress from our current times to do so (and with the government seizing control of that and using it for their own purposes), there’s gonna be a calling for forfeit soft language and safe approaches. Things are gonna go in a more assertive way.

I do feel though with Neptune also ruling drugs but with Aries having tough impulse control, recreational weed MIGHT be regulated a teensy bit more as people start to carve a more individualistic and non-victimizing lifestyle.

Go on, feel that Aries energy that make you wanna block me. I don’t care. 🤷‍♀️

(Controversial take but it’s what’s coming through idc at this point so take it with salt….the spirits wanted to say it okay?!) Slacktivism ≠ Activism

Fighting for your individual reality.

Let’s get moving! 💃

Learning to be your own best boss.

Not giving in to anyone’s bullshit.

Baby steps.

Don’t overdo it at first.

It may feel like you wanna rush but don’t pull a calf muscle/ tendon when you’re just getting started.

Those who aren’t honest with their authentic self most days will get a reality check. Forewarning you.

Pimples and acne are beauty marks of the wilder version of you.

Blemishes are the beauty marks of the relaxed.

Proud to be a star mapped face.

The transit also specified that coarse language will also continue to be more accepted but watched in its context.

Say what you mean and mean what you say. Just don’t be hateful and prideful of yourself when doing so.

Neptune also rules aesthetics like Venus does. Cause it’s in Aries, these are the vibes I’m picking up:

Credit to Pinterest for these

[medicdenoo]

scalp pimples treatment puchong

Advanced Solutions for Hormonal Pimples and Scalp Acne in Cheras, Subang Jaya, and Puchong

Struggling with stubborn pimples that just won’t go away? Whether it’s painful bumps on your face or irritating scalp breakouts, these skin issues often point to deeper causes like hormonal imbalance or clogged follicles. Fortunately, clinics in Cheras, Subang Jaya, and Puchong now offer targeted, advanced therapies that go beyond ordinary treatments to deliver lasting results.

Hormonal pimples and scalp acne are not just surface problems—they often stem from internal disruptions and require specialized care. With the rise in medical-grade skin therapies in Malaysia, there are now proven solutions for both conditions, right in your local area.

What Causes Hormonal Pimples?

Hormonal pimples are typically caused by changes in hormone levels, particularly an increase in androgens that stimulates excess oil production. This leads to clogged pores, inflammation, and painful cyst-like breakouts, especially around the chin, jawline, and cheeks.

Unlike common acne, hormonal breakouts often resist over-the-counter products. For people in the Cheras area, tailored hormonal pimple treatment in Cheras has become increasingly effective thanks to the use of carbon laser therapy—a cutting-edge method that targets deep skin layers without damaging the surface.

Carbon laser therapy not only clears clogged pores and removes bacteria but also regulates oil production and minimizes inflammation, making it ideal for hormonal acne sufferers.

Customized Treatments for Subang Jaya Residents

If you're based in Subang Jaya, you're in good hands. Clinics here offer some of the most advanced dermatological care in Malaysia. Local professionals have begun using multi-step approaches that integrate medical skincare, laser therapy, and hormonal balancing to effectively treat acne that originates from internal factors.

The hormonal pimple treatment in Subang Jaya uses carbon laser procedures tailored specifically for hormone-induced acne. This non-invasive method deeply exfoliates the skin, shrinks enlarged pores, and reduces sebum levels, all while improving skin texture and tone.

What sets this treatment apart is its ability to target active acne while also preventing future outbreaks by regulating oil glands—an essential step for long-term skin clarity.

The Often Overlooked Issue of Scalp Pimples

Scalp pimples may not be as visible as facial acne, but they can be just as uncomfortable. They typically result from clogged follicles, trapped sweat, or product buildup—sometimes worsened by hormonal changes or scalp sensitivity.

In Cheras, advanced scalp pimples treatment in Cheras is gaining popularity due to its combination of deep follicular cleansing and targeted acne therapy. One of the most effective protocols used is the SSGM-9 Acne Program, a multi-stage solution that includes deep cleansing, bacteria control, and light therapy.

By treating the root causes of follicular blockage and inflammation, this program helps restore healthy scalp conditions, reduce irritation, and even encourage hair growth in affected areas.

Effective Care in Subang Jaya for Scalp Acne

Scalp acne isn’t just limited to Cheras—people in Subang Jaya face this issue too, often without realizing that professional help is available. Fortunately, clinics in the area have begun implementing advanced treatment protocols tailored for the scalp.

The scalp pimples treatment in Subang Jaya includes medical scalp mapping, targeted cleansing techniques, and therapeutic serums designed to calm inflammation and prevent follicular congestion.

This approach focuses on both current breakouts and the long-term health of the scalp. Patients typically notice reduced tenderness and irritation after just a few sessions, along with improved scalp hygiene and fewer recurrences of acne.

Puchong’s Rising Demand for Scalp Acne Solutions

Residents of Puchong are also turning to professional skincare centers to address scalp breakouts that over-the-counter shampoos fail to resolve. Often mistaken for dandruff or allergic reactions, scalp pimples need specialized treatment that goes deep into the hair follicles.

The scalp pimples treatment in Puchong, based on the SSGM-9 Acne Program, is specifically designed for resistant or recurring cases. It incorporates anti-bacterial cleansing, oil regulation therapy, and LED light therapy to create a healthy scalp environment.

By eliminating the bacteria and sebum buildup that often lead to acne, this program offers long-term results without relying on harsh medications. It's also suitable for sensitive skin types, making it a safe and effective solution for teens and adults alike.

Benefits of Seeking Professional Acne Treatment

While it may be tempting to treat pimples with home remedies or drugstore products, chronic acne conditions—whether on the face or scalp—usually require a medical-grade approach. Here’s why professional treatment stands out:

Personalized Care: Treatments are tailored to your skin and hormonal profile.

Advanced Technology: Methods like carbon laser therapy and the SSGM-9 program offer precise, targeted results.

Long-Term Solutions: Professional care doesn’t just mask symptoms—it resolves underlying causes.

Safety and Monitoring: Trained practitioners monitor your progress and adjust protocols as needed.

Minimal Downtime: Non-invasive treatments allow you to return to daily life quickly.

What to Expect at Your Appointment

When you first visit a skin specialist for acne or scalp treatment, you'll undergo a thorough consultation. This may include a skin or scalp analysis, medical history review, and possibly hormone assessments. Based on this, your treatment plan may include one or more therapies such as carbon laser, SSGM-9, or prescription topicals.

Consistency is key. Many patients report significant improvements after 3–5 sessions, especially when combined with lifestyle adjustments like improved diet, hydration, and proper skincare routines.

Final Thoughts

Hormonal pimples and scalp acne can feel frustrating and persistent, but effective treatment is closer than you think. Whether you're in Cheras, Subang Jaya, or Puchong, top-tier clinics offer modern, research-backed solutions that go beyond just treating the surface. By addressing the root causes of your skin issues, these therapies provide not only clear skin—but also renewed confidence.

Say goodbye to trial-and-error skincare and discover the power of medically-proven treatments. Book a consultation today and take the first step toward healthier, clearer skin.

[sanjayrithikh]

Not Just Skin Deep — Finding the Right Hands

You ever feel like your skin is trying to tell you something — but no one’s really listening? You try soaps, creams, even those YouTube DIYs with lemon and curd… still, no change. Slowly, you stop trying. That’s what skin problems do — they don’t just mess with your face, they mess with your spirit.

But here’s the truth: you don’t need just any skin doctor. You need the best dermatologist in Karur — someone who listens, who investigates, who cares enough to ask, “What’s happening inside your life that’s showing up on your skin?”

Skin Talks. A Good Doctor Listens.

Your skin carries more than pores and pimples. It carries:

Your sleepless nights

That extra stress from office or home

Pollution, hard water, spicy food cravings

Hormonal shifts you didn’t even know were happening

A surface-level cream won’t fix what’s underneath. That’s why the best dermatologists don’t stop with a prescription. They diagnose, customise, educate, and then walk with you till results actually show up.

Statistics Don’t Lie — But They Hurt

Around 60% of young adults in South India suffer from recurring acne, yet most never get medical help. Why? Because we think, “It’s normal at this age.” Because we think, “Just wash your face properly.” Because we think, “Who goes to a skin doctor for small issues?”

But when ignored, those small issues turn into:

Permanent scars

Emotional breakdowns

Social withdrawal

And in rare cases, even undetected skin cancer

You need more than treatment. You need understanding.

Sanjay Rithik Hospital — Skin Care That Sees You

In Karur, Sanjay Rithik Hospital stands out not because of fancy boards or ads — but because of how real they are with their care. Their dermatology wing combines top-tier medical science with a kind of Tamil-style warmth that feels like home.

Their skin consultations include:

Complete lifestyle-based analysis

Mapping of your current skincare routine (and fixing what’s wrong)

Tailored diet suggestions

Advanced diagnostic tools for deep skin issues

Guidance on building a daily skin ritual

They treat the cause, not just the symptom. That’s what makes them one of the best — no overpromises, just steady results.

Your Skin Is a Mirror

It reflects how you eat, sleep, think and live. And when you don’t feel seen, your skin starts showing it. But healing? A simple ‘I see you’ can open the door to healing. I can help.”

You don’t have to hide behind your hair, your hoodie, or your hesitations.

You just have to believe that your skin is worth professional care.

When are you going to give yourself permission to feel good in your own skin?

Contact Us: +91 89030 09723,+91 75983 23022

Visit Our Website: https://sanjayrithikhospital.com/

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Understanding the Acne Face Map: What Your Breakouts May Be Telling You

When stubborn breakouts pop up, it’s easy to blame hormones, stress, or a poor skincare routine. However, ancient practices, particularly in traditional Chinese and Ayurvedic medicine, suggest that acne breakouts can reflect deeper internal imbalances. This concept is known as the acne face map—a tool that links different facial regions to specific internal organs or health issues.

The acne face map is based on the idea that where acne appears on your face can reveal clues about what’s happening inside your body. For instance, breakouts on the forehead are often associated with digestive problems or stress. Poor diet, irregular sleep, or an overburdened liver may manifest as blemishes in this area. Improving your eating habits and getting enough rest could help clear forehead acne.

Pimples around the nose and upper cheeks are often linked to heart health and blood pressure. An oily T-zone might suggest high cholesterol levels or cardiovascular stress. Regular exercise and a balanced diet rich in fruits and vegetables could improve both skin and overall heart health.

The cheeks, according to the acne face map, are connected to the respiratory system. People who smoke or are frequently exposed to air pollution might notice more blemishes in these areas. Additionally, dirty pillowcases and mobile phones can contribute to cheek acne. Regularly cleaning your phone and bedding, along with avoiding environmental irritants, can help reduce breakouts here.

Chin and jawline acne is strongly associated with hormonal imbalances. Many women experience breakouts in these areas during their menstrual cycle due to fluctuations in estrogen and testosterone levels. Managing stress, maintaining a healthy diet, and consulting a healthcare provider about hormonal health could alleviate chin and jawline acne.

While the acne face map offers interesting insights, it’s important to remember that it’s not a substitute for professional medical advice. Modern dermatology recognizes that acne is a complex condition influenced by genetics, bacteria, hormones, and lifestyle factors. However, using the acne face map as a complementary tool can help you become more attuned to your body’s signals and encourage healthier habits.

Incorporating both traditional wisdom and modern skincare science can provide a more holistic approach to managing acne. Whether you swear by the acne face map or prefer to focus on tried-and-true skincare routines, listening to your body—and your skin—remains essential for achieving a clearer, healthier complexion.

[sanjayrithikhospitalkarur]

Not Just a Doctor — The Skin Whisperer of Karur

In Karur, people often wait. Allow injuries to heal naturally. Wait for that stubborn rash to disappear. Wait for acne scars to fade “someday.” But skin doesn’t wait. It speaks. It shouts. And when it’s not heard, it scars deeply.

A Skin Doctor in Karur is not someone who simply prescribes creams and asks you to “avoid the sun.” No. The right one listens. Listens to what your skin is trying to say, and more importantly, what your soul has stopped saying — because of years of shame, ridicule, or frustration.

Skin isn’t a surface. It’s survival. It’s how you meet the world.

Statistically, 1 in 4 people in semi-urban towns like Karur suffer from untreated skin conditions. Why? Because it’s brushed off as cosmetic, not critical. But what if we told you that consulting the right skin doctor could change not just your face, but your fate?

The Emotional Side of Skin Care Nobody Talks About

Acne isn’t just pimples — It’s the hesitation before taking a selfie. The excuse to skip reunions.

Psoriasis isn’t just flakes — It’s the sting of embarrassment in public transport.

Pigmentation isn’t just colour — It’s the fear of being judged before being heard.

You deserve more than just advice from YouTube tutorials and neighbourhood “beauty tips.” You deserve a skin doctor who sees you, not just your skin.

What Should You Expect from a True Skin Doctor in Karur?

In-depth Consultation — Not 5 minutes. But a real conversation — about your food, your stress, your job, your sleep.

Lifestyle Mapping — Because skin doesn’t just react to weather. It reacts to WhatsApp stress, skipped lunches, and late-night bingeing.

Medical + Mindful Treatment — Science with softness. Medicine that respects your lifestyle and heals without fear.

And in Karur, when people whisper about real skin transformations — not overnight miracles, but lasting healing — one name keeps coming up: Sanjay Rithik Hospital.

Here, dermatology is not a quick fix — it’s a compassionate journey. Their skin doctors don’t judge. They guide. With experience, advanced diagnostics, and a heart tuned to every untold story hiding under your skin.

Because every face in Karur deserves to walk into a room without apology. Without makeup. Without fear.

You wouldn’t ignore a fever. So why ignore your skin’s cries?

Contact Us: +91 89030 09723,+91 75983 23022

Visit Our Website: https://sanjayrithikhospital.com/

#CosmetologyKarur #GlowingSkin #AcneTreatment #HairCare #SanjayRithikHospital #SkinCare #SkinHospital #SkinDoctor #Dermatologist #Dermatology #Cosmetologist #Karur

[footfungus96-blog]

Filters turning scary...

Week 8: Digital Citizenship and Software Literacy: Instagram Filters

Let’s be real - we’ve all slapped a Valencia filter on a selfie to make our brunch pics look ~aesthetic~ or used a smoothing tool to erase that rogue pimple. Filters feel harmless, right? Like digital makeup for our insecurities. But what if these tools aren’t just enhancing our reality… they’re rewriting it?

Your face is data now. Apps like Instagram and Snapchat don’t just “beautify” your selfies - they scan them. Every time you line up your eyes with Snapchat’s biometric grid to vomit rainbows 🦄, you’re training algorithms to map faces as machine-readable objects. Jill Walker Rettberg calls this “biometric citizenship”: your selfies become ID cards for surveillance, ads, and even payment systems (think MasterCard’s creepy “blink-to-pay” tech). Your face isn’t yours anymore - it’s a barcode.

Filters aren’t neutral. They’re coded with bias. Remember when early film couldn’t capture darker skin tones unless white faces were the default? Instagram’s filters inherit that legacy. Syreeta McFadden writes how cameras still struggle with Black skin, forcing marginalized users to DIY their own selfies to feel seen. Even “fun” filters like “bold glamour” push Eurocentric beauty ideals - slim noses, poreless skin - as default. It’s digital dysmorphia: editing ourselves into clones of a homogenous “ideal” (Coy-Dibley 2016).

The scariest part? We’re complicit. We volunteer for this. We tweak our jaws, brighten our eyes, and serve our faces to apps that profit off our insecurities. Rettberg warns this isn’t just vanity - it’s “post-optical” control. Filters train us to see ourselves through machines, flattening humanity into data points. Want to post a raw, unfiltered photo? Good luck competing with algorithm-friendly perfection.

Digital citizenship means pushing back. Software literacy isn’t just coding - it’s questioning why filters exist. Who benefits when we hate our real skin? Who profits when our selfies feed AI? Next time you reach for that filter, ask: Am I expressing myself… or obeying a script?

References

Rettberg, J W 2014, 'Filtered reality', Seeing ourselves through technology: how we use selfies, blogs and wearable devices to see and shape ourselves, Palgrave Macmillan, London , https://doi.org/10.1057/9781137476661_2.

Rettberg, J W 2017, 'Biometric citizens: adapting our selfies to machine vision', in A Kuntsman (ed.), Selfie citizenship, Palgrave Macmillan, Cham, https://doi.org/10.1007/978-3-319-45270-8_10.

Coy-Dibley, I 2016, '“Digitised dysmorphia” of the female body: the re/disfigurement of the image', Palgrave Communications, vol. 2, article no. 16040, https://doi.org/10.1057/palcomms.2016.40.