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pampering yourself in steps

— ✦ O1. : start a skincare routine

think about your needs. what are you struggling with? acne, clogged pores, hyperpigmentation / post acne marks, dryness / itching, oiliness, or rosacea? specialize and find products & treatments that can benefit your skin specifically. consult a dermatologist to help you navigate your journey. please do research! know your skin. not everybody needs 12 step routines, just find what you need, keep clean and consistent, and layer products properly! i have sensitive / oily combination skin, so i use a foam water cleanser, tumeric cleansing pads, brightening exfoliant (3x a week), moisturizer, and sunscreen in the mornings. occasionally i do a sheet or clay mask.

— ✦ O2. : hair care

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— ✦ O3. : body care

pre shower, dry brushing can drain the lymphatic system and soften skin. keeping your skin smooth is key, so while in the shower be sure to exfoliate by using a body scrub. after that, soap up. i use a benzoyl peroxide cleanser for my back and upper / under arms because it kills bacteria that causes odor and can help with body acne. out of shower, glycolic toner to the under arms and legs can aid in getting rid of discoloration from shaving. apply lotion while skin is still damp to lock in moisture. dab body oil on wrists, sides of neck, and ankles. for nails, make sure to cut cuticles, apply vaseline, and keep hands moisturized. for soft lips, you can brush them with a toothbrush or use a peel off / leave on lip mask. find your signature scent, and center your bath products around it.

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[itsonlydana]

"passenger princess" | chapter five

the hobbit | a modern!AU by itsonlydana

❱ pairing: Thranduil x fem!reader

❱ wordcount: 6,3k

❱ summary: a hot summer day & two conversations

❱ warnings: mature language + jokes, Legolas being a nuisance

❱ an: third attempt to post this.. man I hate tumblr sometimes. I just want to bless you all with this juicy chapter. I'll try to add the pictures in later

general m.list + series m.list

🌿 reposts and comments are appreciated, they motivate me a lot - especially with longer projects <3

CHAPTER FIVE: POOL

Time, as it often does whenever you want to hold on to it, passed in a rush of essays that needed to be written, lectures demanding attention, and the ever-present need to work as many shifts to be able to make rent.

Which, in fairness, were a lot less than many other students though it irked you all the same to stand behind the counter at the small yet overfurnitured café on campus and relish the the summer sun through a window.

"Could you be a dear and fill up the coffee beans?"

You looked away from a couple dozing on a bench to your co-worker Tauriel and nodded. She was a pretty woman, red-haired just like Gimli, and smart as hell.

She was funny too, and made the shifts you got paired together manageable and bearable.

You used the towel over your shoulder to wipe over your forehead, patting some of the sweat away that accumulated within seconds.

The sunshine and warm temperatures had been fun at first for they meant longer nights and earlier mornings, lounging around with sunglasses and opening the windows of lecture halls to fill the rooms with soft breezes and the chatter of the students hanging around on the lawn in groups and pairs.

The temperatures hadn't dropped though, they kept on rising and rising, the air got warm and stuffy and every breeze was like a soothing balm on sweat-coated legs, arms and faces.

You were thankful that the café had AC, a wonder of technology compared to the unbearable lecture halls and, to your pain, your dorm as well.

A week ago it suddenly stopped working and ever since then, you dreaded coming home and spent even more time at Legolas' and Thranduil's.

There were more overnight stays, starting with long nights watching movies between Legolas and Thranduil, or cooking dinner for when Thranduil came home from work and stopped dead in his tracks, staring at you humming a song, flipping eggs and Legolas setting the table, snorting and rolling his eyes over the "disgustingly heart eyes" that his father supposedly threw at you.

Those stays ended with breakfast on the patio, fresh orange juice in jugs, coffee in mugs, the old radio that crackled every then and again and filled the warm air with the sounds of Queen, Oasis and The Cranberries as you snacked on apple slices and watched Thranduil read the newspaper, casting soft smiles over the edge of the paper whenever he caught you looking or let his hand brush your ankle as you popped your foot on the empty seat between you two.

If it hadn't been before, it was now established that you were wandering in and out of their house as if it were your own.

There was a pair of slippers next to Thranduils' "old man" Birkenstocks (Legolas' words), a second toothbrush next to Legolas' bamboo one, and the pillow you always cuddled on what now was your space on the couch.

Neither Legolas nor Thranduil minded.

That much was clear by Legolas' pure enthusiasm of having someone to spend the entire night gossiping under the canopy of his bed, chatting you an ear off over something.. no anything that Aragorn had done and said and my god, you even learned about the times your ruggedly handsome best friend had so much as breathed in Legolas direction.

And well for Thranduil you couldn't say that whatever was there blossomed into more than those looks and soft touches.

Nothing like that moment a few weeks ago happened again, and although the memory of that car ride and the teasing and tension as he had you pressed against the painting in the halfway was still fresh and sent thrills through you, there was a much more subtle string connecting you.

You always meant to confront him, to pull him aside and ask why the hell he wouldn't just tell you what exactly was happening.

Still, every time you were ready, Thranduil would disappear into his office or cease all touches and go back to that infuriating look of yearning all across the room without actually stepping into it.

You nearly lost yourself in this conflicting back and forth, and came close to overfilling the coffee machine with beans that would have been a pain to clean up so the jingle of the bell came right on time to snap you out of the little trance.

"Hi, could I please get one Grande Triple Sugar-Free Cinnamon Frappuccino at 100 degrees with Honey and one extra shot of Caramel and cream?"

"Oh my god," you whipped around to the counter and nearly threw your towel at the new customer, hand already balling the wet fabric into your fist.

"That's literally the worst fucking order I've ever heard," Tauriel barked out, slamming the metal cup for steaming milk onto the counter loud enough that another student shuffled right back out the door.

You would have felt bad if you weren't busy stalking toward the bar until it was just the wooden counter separating you from climbing over it, fists ready for swinging.

"Woow," Legolas, –a little dramatically– leaned back and stared at you with curled lips, "this how you treat your best customer?"

"No," you shook your head, "no, this is how we treat dickheads with annoying fucking orders!"

"I'll let you know that while I very much appreciate dick–"

"STOP!"

"As well as head–"

"Someone stop him, please," Tauriel cried out, scaring yet another woman with the alarmed tone of her voice.

"I don't particularly enjoy being called such a mean, mean word when I was simply trying to get a coffee"

Even on tiptoes, it was impossible to reach Legolas, as much as you tried to slap a hand over his mouth that now curved into a satisfied smile over the chaos he had ensured in the mere moments he was in the shop.

"Simply?" Tauriel sneered, still looking truly murderous which you couldn't blame her for.

Legolas order, for the atrocious sugar bomb, that it sounded like, came only close to the worst drink that went over to a customer today.

After mixing a Matcha frappe with raspberry, caramel, cinnamon, and whipped cream not only once but twice for the same dude, her reaction to another monstrosity was well in its right. "Simply?!"

Legolas scoffed, tapping his pink fingernails against the wood, contemplating something over in that thick head of his before running his tongue over his teeth, baring them in a grimace.

"Fine, then I'll take a triple espresso, cold and without ice. That's not too much to ask, right? Don't want ya hitting the walls because you have to do your fucking job!"

He then turned to the first years that had taken over one of the biggest tables right after you'd opened, their wide eyes showing their struggle of 'should we stay and watch? or go? what's going on?' while staying glued on where they had spent the last few hours loudly gossiping, though as Legolas grazed them with their attention, they fell silent.

"So rude, am I right?" he asked.

All five of the girls nodded their heads fast, not blinking once.

Legolas, not caring at all that he was ogled like a piece of meat, propped both arms on the table and rested his head on his folded hands.

"Now, when do you get off again?" He fluttered his lashes, ignoring the snort you let out at his words.

"Well, my shift ends in ten, if that's what you want to know."

"Great!" Legolas tilted his head, watching as you busied yourself wiping a few glasses, "Soo, d'you wanna hit mine and drown ourselves in the pool?"

He leaned forward, grabbing one of the sugar packets you gave out, flicking his finger against the upper half before ripping it open.

He then, like it was totally normal and didn't hurt your teeth by just looking at it, licked his finger and stuck it into the packet to suck his finger clean.

Eyes stuck on his hand, already reaching back into the sugar, you curled your lips, "Sure. The others there as well?"

He grinned a Cheshire grin, releasing the finger with a 'pop'. "Mhmm, Gimli said he's in for a late night over at his friends. Aragorn has some poetry writing to do but he wants to join us later.

You stared at him, waiting.

There was an obvious question left hanging between you, one that bothered you if not answered and here he was, acting like a total dick by avoiding your stare and thanking Tauriel for the to-go cup of pure caffeine.

"Well, I'm going to wait outside–"

"Legolas!" you hissed just as he jumped down the barstool, tipping his rosé sunglasses back onto his nose.

He paused, turning and smiling sugar-sweetly. "Yes? Was there anything else that you want to know?"

Scowling you draw your eyebrows together, munching on the words, pulling them between your teeth. "Ishegoingtobehome?" you rushed out, barely understandable for you and you doubted that anyone around you actually got what you had said, but Legolas' smile softened.

"Maybe," he said, quieter and with a hint of a sigh, "Who knows these days? He was early the last two days, wouldn't count on it though."

You tried your hardest not to let your smile waver.

It threatened to break down at the edges, the tell-tale signs of the wave of insecurity that always pushed onto you at the topic of Thranduil; nipping your cheeks and you crushed them with a hard click of your tongue, pushing them away into the darkest corner of your mind.

Legolas, observant little shit that he was, scrunched his nose and squinted over at you through his glasses.

"Meet you in fifteen?" he asked instead and after you nodded, he waved at Tauriel, "Good coffee! Lacks a bit in friendliness but I think I'll leave a good Yelp review nevertheless!"

The doorbell chimed as he left the café– a bounce in his step and lifting his face toward the sun as soon as he stepped outside.

He was, by all means, the loveliest friend you could've ever wished for.

You spent the last few minutes rushing iced coffee orders, serving them to students all heading out of the uni toward the longed-for weekend, and helping Tauriel clean up for the shift-switch.

The uniform was thrown into your locker, exchanged with a yellow summer dress that flowed right above your knee and would, despite the airy fabric and barely there straps, prove to be far too hot because as soon as you and Tauriel stepped outside, away from the air conditioning, the sultry air enveloped you in a gripping hug.

It was borderline unbearable if not for the sunnies that you quickly pushed on top of your nose and the iced coffee that Tauriel had quickly whipped up for you both while instructing the other shift on what to do.

You said goodbye to Tauriel when she climbed onto her bike and you turned to the car park where you made a beeline toward Legolas.

While you appreciated Thranduils sleek sports car, you absolutely loved the days Legolas pulled up in his Chevy convertible and drove around without the hood.

With the others around, you'd always get a backseat so that Aragorn could sit in the front but now that he wasn't there, you couldn't be bothered to open the door and jumped just right into the seat next to Legolas.

"Hi Asshole," you greeted him and placed your coffee in between your legs to fasten the seatbelt, "you're so lucky Tauriel didn't just kill you for that order."

Legolas scoffed, already fiddling with the console and turning the keys.

He threw one look over his shoulder, made sure that this time there wasn't a bike that he could crash into, and passed you his phone.

"For what?" he asked, "I just wanted to try something new, is that against the rules?"

"No," you entered his code, a combination of your birthdays, "you wanted to be a pain right before shift end and you know we know you don't give a shit about any rules."

"Oh sue me. Next time I want to have some fun I'll post a warning beforehand. What the fuck are you doing?" Legolas turned his head as you tapped onto one of the many playlists he had and a soft guitarre song started playing.

He was met with the largest smirk on your face, eyes gleaming full of mischief.

"Ayo, my my… Las, care to tell me what I'm seing right now?"

Your only goal had been to tease him for the playlist titled 'For Las' but the further you scrolled, squealing and giggling, the more Legolas blushed, blushed!

"Oh my god, please–" he begged and tried to reach over though you giggled and shook your head.

"Legolas, who… who made this for you?" your eyes widened, taking in a lot of songs mouth agape, "This is twelve hours long!"

The blonde, who was now nearly as pink as the glasses on his face, pressed onto the pedals a bit harder, flying around a corner and onto the highway.

"Yes? And? You have playlists that long as well." He was evading the answer, fiddling with the console to overpower you, "I even made you one playlist that long!"

You snorted and turned the music louder on the phone, "Legolas, the playlist you made me was full of kpop and Kesha. This–" you pointed at the phone screen, showing him the cover that was a picture of himself, snapped on some forest ground and his blonde hair in disarray, "–this is not some platonic shit."

"What? D'you really think that?" Now, instead of just looking like he wanted to die out of embarrassment, he pulled a face as if you'd told him you believed the earth was flat; in total incredulity.

"Legolas–" you stared at him, still holding up the phone, "Legolas this is twelve hours full of what.. Hozier, Lord Huron.. there's even some Mitski and Lana Del Rey."

"Yes?" Legolas glanced over to you, his long manicured fingers drumming the steering wheel in that nervous habit of his where he couldn't, for the life of his, be still for just a second and think.

Or maybe stop thinking.

"I'm going to ask you one more time," you said and for his sake, switched to another playlist, one that ended his suffering, "who made this? This says it's by your account but I know.. I know you're not that self-centered."

He gripped the wheel even tighter, white knuckles protruding as he lifted one hand to bite onto his pointer finger.

Not once had you seen him this out of it and it made you wonder how you must've looked before you'd told them all about Thranduil.

Had you been this obvious as well?

Fidgeting whenever his name was dropped or Legolas had asked you if you could set another plate for his father?

Close to fainting just because Thranduil would pick you up?

"Promise me that you won't laugh?" he asked and you knew he was serious.

This was more than jokes, this was top-secret-bedroom-whisper-secret-level, and you reached over to pull his hand away from his mouth, linking your own pinkie with his.

"Promise."

"It's from Aragorn! Aragorn wrote me a letter with the songs listed as well as the Polaroid he made when we were out for a walk at that one party at Bilbo's, y'know? And fuck, do you really think that this is romantic and a hundred percent sure this couldn't be a 'hey buddy, here're some tunes that I found cool and that reminded me of our friendship, have a nice day dude' playlist!?"

Nothing, and you mean absolutely nothing, led to the scream you let out as the words burst out of Legolas like a balloon popping under pressure, rushing out all at once and leaving you to bounce around as good as you could in the car.

The car that had no roof and thus drew all kinds of looks from other drivers onto you shrieking.

"Aragorn made this? Are you kidding me?" you yelled, already slapping Legolas' arm that wasn't on the wheel. "No fucking way you looked at the songs 'Francesca' and; Jesus there's even a song literally titled 'I'm in love with you'," you paused, once again boxing his side, "and you thought this was platonic?"

"Maybe?" Legolas shrugged meekly, glancing over to you over his glasses, "I dunno, it's Aragorn. Why would it ever be romantic?"

"Because," you made sure to emphasize your next words carefully, "because you're both idiots and I love you- I love you very much but you both are so very stupid and so very blind."

"You're one to talk," he grumbled and smoothed some flyaway hairs behind his ear so as to not eat them due to the wind. "Were you not the one just asking me if Ada is home or not because you two can't get your shit together?"

It didn't suit you at all that he suddenly turned the conversation around to you, when you were just talking about Aragorn, very potentially not only reciprocating Legolas' feelings but trying to reach out to him as well, to shine the spotlight somewhere where you preferred darkness as long as you weren't sure yourself.

You buried your teeth in your lower lip, pushing it out into a pout, before turning your head away from your best friend.

"Look," he said faintly, resting one hand on your leg, "this isn't easy for me as well. He's my dad and your my best friend in the whole world. But watching you two is so hard and not for the reasons you may think. Of course, I don't get why you would choose him of all people, we could've made fantastic-looking babies as well–"

You involuntarily hiccuped a laugh, rolling your eyes, "Sure, keep telling yourself that lover boy."

Legolas grinned, though returned to a more serious expression as he started tapping away on the wheel again, "But you do like him and I know Ada so I know he likes you two. He's.. well he's an idiot like his son and would rather perish than admit to having feelings like anyone else. That would mean he needs to open up, to let someone into his heart."

Legolas turned the car onto a quieter road, driving past trees that threw their shadows onto your warmed skin and filtered the sun through their thick green foliage.

"I'm willing to do that," you said after a while of thinking. "For him, I mean. I'm ready to work on us, to take on every hurdle together, and to talk. Gods, I really want to talk to him."

You let your head fall back against the headrest, closing your eyes to watch the black and golden points dance over shut lids.

Mentally you were preparing a list of all the things you wanted to tell Thranduil, firstmost your feelings, yes, but you also wanted him to know your favorite color, your first memory of him, how much you loved to dance and that you never threw away movie tickets.

You wanted to ask him on what side of the bed he slept in, which countries he had seen, what his favorite animal was.

"By the way," you blinked open both eyes, meeting Legolas' gaze, "talk to Aragorn, please. The man needs to hear you say that you like him the same way."

Legolas relaxed with a chuckle, "Gimli's going to hate us."

Laughing you could do nothing but agree with him.

The rest of the drive is all the usual, the sincere and deep talks pushed away for jibs and jokes, complaints about work and moans about Professors who think summer break is to prepare with even more coursework.

You didn't mention the playlist, Legolas stayed silent about Thranduil, a mutual agreement.

The sun was impossibly high as Legolas parked his Chevy next to the other (empty) spot, beating down on you in a manner that screams for sunscreen and…

"Pool!" Legolas yelled and jumped out of the car. "Water! Refreshments!"

You both raced over the gravel path, not bothering walking through the house but rather dashing to the gate in a wooden fence, that led directly to the garden.

Even while you were still running, Legolas tore off his tanktop, throwing it away to land somewhere next to the seating area, flinging his shorts onto a lounge chair, and you followed his example.

You kicked your shoes away to run through the soft grass and at the sight of the shimmering pool, wrestled the sundress over your head.

Glad that you had the foresight to wear a bikini instead of normal underwear, you don't think twice before pulling your knees to your chest and crashed into the ice-cold water at the same time Legolas fell into the water face first.

For a bit, you two did nothing but splash around, using feet and hands and every unfair method you could think of trying to get the other to swallow as much water as possible.

Legolas, once again having quite the advantage due to his height and slender figure, got so good at diving under you and pulling you down, that after an hour of coming up sputtering and coughing, you were the one raising the metaphorical white flag.

After a short refreshment break consisting of (unchlorinated) water, Legolas went to grab two inflatable floaties from the pool house, throwing one in your direction before making himself comfortable on the green one.

"This is the life," he sighed, hands crossed behind his head.

You found not one bit of motivation to answer him using anything else but a drawn-out "Mhmm" as you laid down on your stomach, face hidden in the crook of your arm.

"I think, I'll take a nap." Legolas yawned but already sounded very far away for your eyes closed as well, exhaustion of the day and the fight seeping into your bones.

It was the combination of the gentle rocking of the inflatable, the water splashing in the background, muffled by your ear pressed against your arm, the sun drying your wet body with her warm rays that sent you into a blissful rest, floating away in the pool as well as your dreams.

When you awoke, it was to the gentle caressing of water running through your hand as well as someone blocking out the sun.

"Las," you mumbled, "Laaas, go away"

Nothing happened, the shadow casted onto you didn't move an inch.

"'M getting up cranky," you threatened as a last attempt, groaning into your skin as the last bit of sleep slipped away from you. "Now you've done it– I hate you."

"And I probably deserve it." The voice that finally piped up was, to your absolute horror, not your best friend.

Immediately your head shot up, nearly tearing some muscle as you craned it up… and up the body of the man standing in front of the sun.

Golden light fell onto strong shoulders, creating a halo that made it very hard to look at Thranduil without needing to squint your eyes against it.

Seeing your struggle and taking pity, Thranduil crouched down to your height. "May I?"

Incapable of saying anything, you nodded. Your mind was caught on the last threads of sleep, drowsiness tugging on your consciousness that was trying its best to keep up with the current happenings.

Thranduil let out a sigh as he sat down on the edge, not caring the slightest bit that his shorts were getting wet, and kicked his long legs into the water, sending ripples toward where you floated.

He did not attempt to start a conversation, instead, he just leaned back, large hands spread on the stone behind his back, his face angled just the right way for you to know his eyes were not completely shut but focused on you through lowered lashes.

There wasn't a need to mention how gorgeous he looked, bathed in sunlight and the buttons of a moss green linen shirt that much undone, that you could follow the line of his throat down to a small peek of a rosy porcelain chest.

You felt your throat clog up at the sight of him, effortlessly graceful and despite the humid air, not breaking a single sweat.

You quickly lowered your head again, burying your nose in your arm to not get distracted by his pine wood perfume that wafted over to you.

"Can we talk?" Thranduils voice was low, a soft rumble that barely topped the gurgling and splashing of the water.

"Mhm," you cleared your throat, "I don't know, can you? Kinda felt like you lost any ability to, or maybe that was special treatment for me." You let the words wander away and glared at him in a manner that screamed 'Give me a break'.

"Point taken."

"That wasn't nice, Thranduil."

"I know."

"Good. Did Legolas send you?" You moved your head, scanning the pool for any sign of your best friend but except for you and Thranduil and some bees buzzing and butterflies fluttering in the air, there was no one else. "Where is he?"

"Inside. Came in when Aragorn rang the bell and after he nearly killed me with one murderous look, they both disappeared up the stairs."

"Ah," the disappointment seeped into the single expression, weighing down onto your shoulders, "So you came to talk because Las told you."

"No, not at all!" With an alarmed expression on his face, Thranduil leaned forward, resting one hand on his broad thigh instead of the stone. "I understood I needed to talk to you soon. Legolas just kicked my ass one more time. I've thought of nothing but you for the last few days."

The blood immediately rushed to your cheeks at this statement. "You're thinking about me?"

"Constantly. How could I not?"

"I wasn't sure," you admitted quietly, "after you... well, after you drove me home the last time, everything changed somehow."

Saying what you felt had never been easy for you, admitting things meant exposing yourself and that feeling of pure nakedness when the other person saw you, heard what you were revealing like little messages encoded through meter-high walls, it always brought that dizziness with it.

Fears that the other person wouldn't like you if they found out you weren't perfect, that they might realize how your flaws and imperfections didn't fit their expectations.

You'd rather cram the truth behind well-chosen and hopefully satisfying answers that covered up the cracks.

"I was a daft idiot," Thranduil said and, to your surprise, let out a shaky laugh that sounded more fearful than anything else.

You raised a quizzical eyebrow, knowing better than to interrupt a man wanting to explain himself.

Mulling over his words, Thranduil dropped one hand into the water, swirling it back and forth in even rotations of his wrist.

"This–", he lifted it, dripping droplets onto his beige shorts as he pointed to you and then to him, "this caught me unexpectedly. For years I blocked off any attempts of lo– of liking someone. First I blamed it on the need to focus on Legolas, his upbringing and when he was old enough to become completely uninterested in his old Ada and reached the top shelf without me needing to lift him onto my shoulders, then I searched for other reasons. My job doesn't allow much time, they would just want my money, it's just not the right time..."

While he talked, the flow of the water had carried you close enough to him for the pool float to dodge the edge of the pool. You didn't attempt to push yourself back into the water.

Instead, you reached one hand over, holding onto the warm stone next to his thighs.

"This– you, my dear, dropped onto me so out of the blue that I realized I do not have the skills to converse as easily as you may hope."

His jaw muscles protruded as he lowered his head, the tip of his ponytail falling onto his chest.

Taking that bit of courage you found in you, you let the stone go, instead laying one hand gently onto his toned thigh next to his hand.

The muscles flexed as soon as you touched the pleasantly warm skin, moving under your palm in uncontrolled spasms that you ignored for the sake of both your minds right now.

Now that you had some stability, you tried to sit up. Doing your best to hold your balance while the wobbling made it difficult, you drew your legs to your chest and then straddled the pool float, huffing out a breath full of tension.

Thranduil, halfway through your struggle grabbed one corner and prevented you from drifting away.

"There," you said and blew some hair out of your face, "now, this is hard for me too."

As you sat up, you saw Thranduil's gaze snap up to you, or more explicitly; to your whole body.

There was a hitch in his chest, a gulp so loud it would've been embarrassing to draw attention to but while you make a point of focusing on the conversation, you can't help or stop the blush that spread over your whole body, a heat that traveled faster than the sun and that left you stuttering for the right words.

"And well, I– what I meant was that I don't expect a lot, just for you to be there. Don't leave me behind in the unknown. I.. I'm in zero gravity space here, floating around in these endless questions." You gestured a lot with your hands, fiddling with the bow on your bikini top, smearing some water over the heated plastic in front of you, anything to calm your racing mind.

You were, like you said, out of your own depth and that not only came from Thranduil being different than other guys but also because your feelings were so much grander than anything else you've felt before.

Not just lust.

Not just attraction.

Not just admiration.

When Thranduil spoke up again, his voice was firm; calm, quiet, meant for just you, and firm: "I'm here and I'm in, one hundred percent of me."

"Good," you whispered, "Me too."

In that single moment, just thirteen words and a trembling of lips, a wave of relief washed over you, freeing you from the weight of countless sleepless nights spent tossing and turning, worried that all of this would be for nothing.

Thirteen simple words, mere letters strung together in infinite combinations, yet in that particular arrangement, they held the power to soothe your soul like nothing else could.

There was something in your chest that snapped, a tight leash of worries that had been bound around your heart, layering that precious muscle in a protective case so as to not get hurt again.

He visibly relaxed at that, not entirely, but there was a drop in his shoulders, a shift in his thighs; physically opening up to you and not just emotionally.

You decided to do the same and smiled.

"So," you started, "now that's finally out of the way. Was this the reason why you got all sassy and distant?"

He huffed, ever-attentive eyes roaming over the wide slopes and curves of the garden behind you as if there was an easier answer out there that he could offer you.

But you knew, without turning around, there was nothing else except for flowers and trees, maybe some hidden wine bottles that Legolas and you had snuck out and buried as time capsules right next to the patch of vegetables.

"Sassy, you say," he pondered, and you too thought back to the snippy comments that he had thrown Legolas's way when he came down the stairs and found Legolas rummaging through a box of old movies to watch with you; coming on rather defensive over movies you'd watched together, the three of you, two nights ago.

Or the night he knocked on Legolas's door to send you both to bed like you were two children and all you did was stare at each other in disbelief.

He must've come to the same conclusion as you, he pulled a very apologetic face that was downright hurtful to watch. "Oh, yes. I may or may not have been a total ass, haven't I?"

You agreed with a nod. "Total ass, like stage five. Me and Legolas were already thinking you'd robbed a bank or planned to overthrow the government with all the mood switches you'd going on."

There was a playful tone in your voice, despite the underlying accusation though you couldn't be bothered to force him to explain anything if he didn't wanted.

What he just said, the admission of attraction was more than you'd thought you got today, so you decided to let him off easy.

"Darling," he smirked, throwing the teasing right back at you, and you swallow loudly at the nickname, "I'm rich and a lawyer. If I wanted to lead this country I could simply pay for that seat." The way he said that completely self-assured in his abilities... or well... his bank account, made your stomach flip.

It took a total amount of five slow and counted breaths before you went back to thinking straight, or let alone to speaking again.

"I offer you my support in exchange for clearing my college debts. Sounds quite fair to me," you stated.

"I can just pay them off for you," Thranduil offered.

"Sure," you burst out laughing.

"I'm serious," Thranduil insisted but was met with a quick headshake from you. "Okay. But, and don't shoot me this look, the offer stands. You don't have to accept it right away, not in the near future. It's there, okay? Just like I am."

The words lingered between you, folded into your chest directly beneath your heart, which seemed to have no intention of stopping its erratic beating.

You were aware that if Legolas had made the same offer, you would have reacted differently—probably lashed out at him. After all, you weren't a charity case.

You worked not only to finance your university and room but also your free time, just as you had planned long before the Oropherion household showed you how easily some things came with money.

That's exactly what you would have told Legolas, perhaps adorned with a few curses or insincere insults, a bit offended until you both apologized.

Although Thranduil's offer hit the same sore spot and your ego, you couldn't help but ponder how it would feel to be cared for by him.

"I neither accept nor decline, okay?" You nailed him with a glance at the ground, through which he raised his hands in defense with a smirk. "First, I want a pony, one with a beautiful, long, blonde mane, because you never allow us to braid yours." Admittedly, you had never asked, but that didn't matter in this playful banter.

"Just–" Thranduil laughed huskily, "Just take it easy on this old man, alright?" Both of his hands grabbed the pool float with ease, pulling you into the open space his spread legs provided.

Your knees touched his, water sloshing up.

"Huh?" you pretended to look around, already breathless despite not having moved an inch.

"What are you doing?"

"Well–" you said, knee nudging his playful, "I'm looking for the old man. Wouldn't want some creep staring over the hedge."

Thranduil rolled his eyes slightly and raised one of his eyebrows. "I can see," he began, shaking his head with a harsh laugh, "you firecracker are about to drive me out of my mind."

You grinned cheekily at him. Your body unconsciously leaned forward, propped up on your elbows, you looked up at him and pursed your lips. "We never talked about playing fair."

He followed your example, his upper body leaning down until his face was mere inches away from yours.

This must be it, you think, taking him in one last time, rosy plush lips opened slightly, piercing eyes searching your face, blonde hair framing strong cheekbones, and you let your eyes fall close.

There was water rushing, the gentle bobbing on top of it, the wet coolness nipping everywhere except where his knees touched yours.

You leaned forward some more, yearning to finally learn what he tasted like, to memorize the burning touch of his lips on yours.

The inflatable shifted as he let go, opting to instead hold you close by laying his large hands on your neck, nearly spreading his fingers all around and you knew he felt your breath hitch and you suspected he must've felt the nervous flutter of your pulse like a hummingbird as well.

You awaited the kiss with bated breath.

It didn't come.

The subtle shift in weight, as you inched closer to Thranduil, proved to be the catalyst that upset the delicate equilibrium of the pool float.

In an instant, it slipped between your legs, and the last thing you felt was the tight grip of Thranduils hands on your shoulders.

The subsequent splash echoed with a deafening resonance, the world above the water muffled as you found yourself submerged, cut off from the surface.

Thranduil's body followed swiftly, his legs intertwined with yours, forcing him to tip underwater as well.

When you gasped for air, your brain not quite realizing that there was no air, not only did you swallow a mouthful of chlorinated water, the jerk of your knee came also close enough to kick him into the groin.

Thankfully you only got his thigh.

The water embraced you, surrounding you with playful gurgles and chuckles, as if nature itself joined in on the amusement of your unexpected descent.

Thranduil was the first to react.

His hands reached out, a strong arm securing around your middle, pulling you close. With a powerful push of his feet, you both burst through the water's surface.

"Fuck," you sputtered, the sting of chlorine in your eyes forcing you to shut them tightly against the blazing sun. "Fuck, shit, fuck."

Your flailing feet found purpose when Thranduil murmured, "Hold on, I've– I've got you!" Responding instinctively, you wrapped your legs around him.

Just before he hoisted you out of the water and placed you on the sun-soaked stones, you registered the firmness of his chest, the smoothness of his skin, and the subtle flex of every.single.muscle at play.

Coughing loudly and deeply from the shock and the overwhelming intake of water, not intended to be enjoyed in such excessive amounts, you spat some out onto the grass next to you.

"Fuck," you repeated. The stress of the situation crashed onto you, leaving you to cough and sit in the embarrassing position where you could only blink and take in a mushy version of Thranduils handsome face peering up at you.

"Hey, it's alright, you're alright." His voice pulled you back, calming the scratch in your throat.

"What– how?" you wheezed, body curling until you could rest your head on his broad shoulder. It was no comfortable position with him kicking the water to hold himself upright, hands holding onto your thighs and you bend nearly in half, but it helped.

The soothing circles his thumb drew over your skin, the reassuring words he mumbled.

"I'm so embarrassed, oh my god," you whined. "I can't believe this happened."

"Hey–" His large palm cupped your cheek, tipping your head back to lock his eyes onto yours. "Hey look at me." His fingers stroked over your temple, slightly pressing into it. "You could've hit a much worse spot than you did."

You snorted, "Yes, then I would've probably drowned myself."

The same moment you wanted to try again, chasing that adrenaline high, the loud "What the fuck happened?" of Legolas sounded over to you and all you two could do was burst out into laughter.

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[starlight-writer]

Hit with the sudden image of Steven on his hands and knees begging Donna to let him rent out one of the exhibit rooms cause pretty pretty pretty please? "I promise it'll only be for today and I'll do inventory for a month, I'll even scrub the floors with a toothbrush!" Donna, of course, says no, but a week of Steven actually throwing himself to the floor and begging in front of people gets her to give in.

Steven is ecstatic and puts his plan into fruition. Pictures are printed out at a little photoshop place, £119 worth ($150). Exhibits are moved to a few janitor closets and the pictures are put in frames. He grabs a few of your favorite things like his sweater, his cologne, types of flowers, the fluffiest blanket you own, all of it. Special items from dates like the bamboo flower a nice old man made for you, a napkin you wrote your number on the first time you met, the jacket you used to warm up a puppy you found in the rain.

Everything is set up within a week and Steven can hardly contain himself. He's nearly spoiled the surprise more than once while rambling. He's just so excited and he knows you'll love what he's planned. Now to just get you to the museum.

"Love, there's this new exhibit at the museum that I really wanna see. Come with me?" He asks, looking extra adorable to make sure you say yes. His hair is extra curly and soft, just for you. He put on just a bit more cologne than normal to make sure it'll last. He even ironed his pants!

He brings you to the museum and you note Donna looks extra annoyed with Steven, but you wrote it off as her just not liking Steven. He points to a few of his favorite exhibits, just to make sure everything seems normal... and to calm his nerves.

Then comes the big reveal. Pictures of you and Steven smiling, looking happy and in love. He hangs back at the entrance to let you explore and he watches you. He can't stop smiling. When you finally ask what all this is for, you find him on one knee. A little box in hand with a ring and happy tears in his eyes.

[bitchesgetriches]

I’m sure you get a lot of asks, and it’s understandable considering how great you ladies are! I recently read your sustainability swap post (I loved it!) and I wanted to recommend something I didn’t see on there that’s incredibly important to me.

Swap out tampons and disposable pads for menstrual cups and cloth pads!! It’s an adjustment for sure (esp the menstrual cups) but it’s so good for the environment, your health, and frankly your wallet. I made the swap to a menstrual cup abt 5 years ago and haven’t had to buy tampons (minus a few early cycles until I started carrying cloth pads w me) since — and I’ve had the same cup and it’s still working great!

When it comes to the cups ItsJustKelli on YouTube has a great playlist where she reviews multiple diff products to make choosing easier (https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLVehiHoQpDmAQwa9UrHXF9IBzHp3cUenE). It might take some trial and error, but it is well worth the switch, considering your average cup costs abt $35 and (if taken care of) can last at least 5 years. And as far as cleaning it you really only need Castile soap, a repurposed toothbrush, hot water and a decent stainless steel pot to sterilize it in (any company you buy from has a How-To page on the cleaning aspect. They will try to sell their Special Soaps DONT LISTEN ITS A SCAM! Just buy Castile soap and toothbrush same end result!)

As for the cloth pads, there are so many websites for them, and most offer starting kits. They cost more than your average box of disposables, but rather than lasting you a few cycles they’ll last you YEARS. This website https://menstrualcupreviews.net/reusable-menstrual-cloth-pads/ has a list of them. The only brand I can recommend I got off Amazon (guilty as charged) and are great for getting started. (wegreeco Bamboo Charcoal - Reusable Sanitary Pads | Panty Liners | Soft Cloth Menstrual Pads - 6 Pack with 1 Cloth Mini Wet Bag (Medium, Luxury ) https://a.co/d/cTf4mfF)

Ultimately, when I was considering switching I weighed the pros: 1. Save money long term, 2. No longer contribute to the growing pile of blood-soaked, chemical-ridden used tampons and pads clogging landfills, 3. No longer run the risk of introducing toxic chemicals to my body via products made by companies that don’t care abt consumer health; and the cons: 1. More money upfront (which can be circumvented by shopping around and setting aside some money as is feasible), 2. Having to get more comfortable w my body (which ultimately was a positive), 3. The gross factor (downside: yeah you’ll likely see the blood, neutral: it’s your blood tho and you know where it’s coming from; neutral: w the disposable vs. cloth pads the end result isn’t that diff beyond instead of chucking it in the trash you chuck it in the washing machine), and 4. The adjustment of carrying a few cloth pads around (instead of the disposables — not that big of a change).

End note: I did not mean to turn this ask into a novel, but I am just so passionate abt this topic. So many ppl will go into the minutiae of cloth rags and cloth napkins instead of paper towels and paper napkins, the evils of plastic straws, and reusable bags instead of plastic — but not a peep abt the amount of disposable products used for 3-5 days (longer if you’re unlucky like me), every month (or every few depending on birth control, irregular cycles, etc.), every year for decades (think between 3-4 decades depending on start time and menopause) for millions of women worldwide. That’s SO MUCH. And here are two, slightly difficult but worthwhile, choices that can decrease the amount of disposable products clogging up landfills by the thousands long term. As one of the websites I linked says: “The average American woman uses nearly 17,000 tampons in her lifetime — or as many as 24,000 if she undergoes estrogen replacement therapy. And that’s just tampons.”

HELL. FUCKING. YES! Thanks so much for chiming in, baby. We love it when bitchlings share advice with the whole class, so never be afraid to write a long ask with good information.

Here's that sustainable swaps article, as well as what we've written about menstruating while poor:

21 Ideas for Sustainable Swaps That Aren’t Shitty, Expensive, Greenwashed Garbage 

Blood Money: Menstrual Products for Surviving Your Period While Poor

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[uni-magi-nation]

Earth Day was April 22nd and for a couple of years, I have been trying to slowly adapt my life to being more environment. And here I will have a post about things you can do to adapt to your routine... Including prices.

Individual items:

Bamboo Toothbrushes $8.09 for 10ct on amazon

Reusable Utensils the one I have is $14.66 on etsy

Reusable Razors the one I have is $32.46 on etsy

Cotton pads on amazon $9.59 + any makeup remover of your choice also on amazon $9.39

Websites:

This may not be for everyone but about two years ago I started using reusable pads/period underwear instead of disposable ones. Some websites I see to have very good quality under garments are:

AWWA -B Corp- My primary choice, with a large variety of period underwear, female-founded, from 3XS-6XL with multiple designs and styles. Personally, I like the softness of them and their boyshorts are absolutely the most comfortable. Their prices are also pretty affordable compared to some of their competitors. $25-30 a pair (dependent on style)

Modibodi -B Corp- Another large variety of period underwear/maternity wear, from 3XS-6XL. I like their varieties of style. They incorporate fun colors and patterns (lace, mesh, etc.) and makes for a nice change in my wardrobe. $25-40 a pair (dependent on style)

House care essentials that I frequently go to:

Blueland -B Corp-Cruelty Free- Large variety between bathroom cleaners, laundry supplies, dish soaps, and personal care. You would buy the bottles once and purchase their refills (a dissolvable tablet) when needed. I got their starter pack + toilet bowl cleaner and it lasts for a while (minus the hand soaps) I would like to try their laundry care and dish soap next.

Grove Collaborative -B Corp- is another brand that I personally haven't gotten anything from, but I have family who have and loves them.

Extra cites:

Petplay -B Corp- Eco-friendly products for our furry friends. Unfortunately, my order did not come in time for me to make the review for it on this post (if I remember, I will make a separate post for it) But I have seen and heard lots of good things for it.

Ecosia -B Corp- Browser that plants trees every 45 searches. I have been using this for well over two years and it is essentially a better moral google (in my opinion) it is easy to install (a browser extension) and it is something that can help the environment that is free!

[shewhoeatssand]

Kaneki is my scrimbly scrimblo and he has an apartment now!

His apartment has 3 rooms - the kitchen/living area, his bedroom, and the bathroom!

The bathroom has a shower attached to a bathtub! He loves to take cold baths there in the summer while eating cucumber salad or ice cream from the tub! It’s a very cramped space, but he kinda likes the cramped-ness.

The sink in there is also a pedestal sink with not a lot of space for extra stuff. It fits his soap and toothbrush only, but his toothbrush keeps falling into the sink in the morning

EVERYDAY HE COOKS HIMSELF AN EGG!!!!!! HE LIKES FRIED EGGS!!!!!!!! KANEKI has a fried egg in the morning on toast. Sometimes he is lazy and just makes instant ramen because frying an egg means washing a pan (4/7 days). He usually has some coffee with this or some grocery store chocolate milk if he has any

Kaneki goes to the fresh food market sometimes. On the days he goes he doesn’t tend to do much else

The living room has a nice soft rug that he lays on sometimes. He only has a 2-seat lounge, cheap coffee table and small TV. He usually only has it on for background noise since complete silence makes him lonely

Kaneki sits on the floor in random places to read

KANEKI HAS LITTLE SLEEPS AND HE SLEEPS IN HIS BED!!!!!!!!!!!! WITH THE BLANKETS! SOMETIMES A FAN! SOMETIMES THE HEATER IS TURNED UP! KANEKI VALUES HIS COZINESS UNLESS HE DOESNT!!!

Sometimes Kaneki cannot sleep in his bed. He’s had so many nightmares that he associates the place with being afraid, so he goes to sleep in the living room. He brings his blanket and curls up on the couch or just on his rug and tries to sleep there to avoid the scraping on the wall and terrible thoughts. This does not work all the time

His apartment has a little balcony that he likes to sit and look out from sometimes. On a good day, he goes there to eat breakfast. When it rains, he puts his plants out for a drink, and can enjoy a hot chocolate from inside while watching. He can dry his laundry there on a sunny day and it saves him paying and waiting for the dryer.

He has a very large monstera in his apartment that he found being given away for free, a money tree near the entrance and a lucky bamboo for his homework desk. He is very good at looking after his plants! The vibrant greens are good at cheering him up!

[productsorganic]

Brushing our teeth is a critical element of maintaining oral hygiene, which is a necessary component of our daily routine. The majority of people use plastic toothbrushes, which don't biodegrade and pollute the environment. The soft bamboo toothbrush is one of the many eco-friendly options that are currently available on the market. The Jayviq soft bamboo toothbrush is an environmentally friendly choice that offers top-notch dental care while being considerate of the environment.

[compassionatereminders]

toothbrushing anon here!! i did have an electric one as a kid but honestly I couldn't stand the sensory experience of it aahhh. i do have a soft bamboo one which is a lot nicer on my teeth/gums than normal brushes rtho!! and i appreciate the response/advice either way <3 also gnight sleep well!

So valid. We all have different sensory issues, that's the power of autism ❤️

[arctic-hands]

Has anyone tried those Bite brand (the tubeless toothpaste tablets you bite to foam up and comes in a glass jar) bamboo toothbrushes/teethbrush? I've got super sensitive teeth and enamel so I have to use soft/extra soft bristle brushes so I don't know if I should use the bamboo ones.

[the-rushit-mind]

Eco-Friendly Products and Practices: How to Go Green in 2023

Eco-friendly products and practices are those that have a minimal or positive impact on the environment. They help conserve natural resources, reduce waste, prevent pollution, and protect biodiversity. Eco-friendly products and practices are not only good for the planet, but also for your health, well-being, and wallet. By going green, you can improve your quality of life, save money, and contribute to a more sustainable future.

But how can you go green in 2023? What are some of the best eco-friendly products and practices that you can adopt in your daily life? In this blog post, we will share some tips and ideas on how to become more eco-friendly in 2023. Whether you’re a beginner or an expert in green living, there’s something here for you. Let’s get started!

Eco-Friendly Products: What to Buy and What to Avoid

One of the easiest ways to go green is to choose eco-friendly products over conventional ones. Eco-friendly products are those that are made from natural, organic, recycled, or biodegradable materials. They are also designed to last longer, use less energy, and produce less waste. Eco-friendly products can help you reduce your environmental footprint and save money in the long run.

Here are some examples of eco-friendly products that you can buy in 2023:

- Reusable bags: Instead of using plastic bags that end up in landfills or oceans, use reusable bags made from cotton, hemp, or bamboo. These bags are durable, washable, and stylish. You can use them for grocery shopping, carrying your lunch, or storing your belongings.

- Reusable water bottles: Instead of buying bottled water that generates plastic waste and greenhouse gas emissions, use reusable water bottles made from stainless steel, glass, or silicone. These bottles are safe, hygienic, and leak-proof. You can fill them with tap water or filtered water and enjoy fresh and clean water anytime, anywhere.

- Reusable straws: Instead of using plastic straws that harm wildlife and pollute the environment, use reusable straws made from metal, silicone, or bamboo. These straws are easy to clean, carry, and use. You can sip your favorite drinks without worrying about ingesting harmful chemicals or hurting the planet.

- Bamboo toothbrushes: Instead of using plastic toothbrushes that take centuries to decompose, use bamboo toothbrushes that are biodegradable and compostable. Bamboo toothbrushes have natural antibacterial properties and soft bristles that are gentle on your teeth and gums. You can also find bamboo toothbrushes with charcoal-infused bristles that help whiten your teeth naturally.

- Organic cotton bedding: Instead of using synthetic bedding that contains harmful chemicals and dyes, use organic cotton bedding that is soft, breathable, and hypoallergenic. Organic cotton bedding is made from cotton that is grown without pesticides or fertilizers. It is also dyed with natural or low-impact dyes that are safe for your skin and the environment.

- LED light bulbs: Instead of using incandescent or fluorescent light bulbs that consume a lot of energy and emit heat and mercury, use LED light bulbs that are energy-efficient and long-lasting. LED light bulbs use up to 80% less energy than conventional light bulbs and last up to 25 times longer. They also produce a bright and natural light that is easy on your eyes.

These are just some of the eco-friendly products that you can buy in 2023. There are many more options available in the market for every aspect of your life. When buying eco-friendly products,

By - the_rushit_mind

[equius]

Sorry if this is weird but you said that you keep four different kinds of spare tooth brushes??? What kinds are they?

hey! not weird at all, i did put it in the tags lmao

i just like. have had issues when i end up staying the night at someone's house and if they have a spare toothbrush to share it's actually just The Worst Kind, so i try to keep a few different ones to help avoid that for others! i'll post them below the cut so it doesn't make my post annoyingly long lol

first kind is these super soft micro bristle toothbrushes! i use one myself on days when my gums or my teeth are sensitive but i still need to brush!

the second kind is the other toothbrush that i primarily use; the bristles aren't hard, and the handle is made of bamboo, since i try to not produce a lot of plastic waste when it comes to my own brushes!

thirdly, i keep some of these oral-b brushes with the lil rubber things on the side cuz people like them for some reason??

and then last but not least, the classic colgate 360, for the basic bitches who have no toothbrush personality

[deeplyeco]

Eco-Friendly Bamboo Toothbrushes for a Greener Smile

Every morning, I feel a bit guilty when I pick up my toothbrush. I think about the huge number of toothbrushes thrown away in the U.S. each year. This adds up to 50 million pounds of waste in landfills.This made me look for a better way to brush my teeth. I found bamboo toothbrushes. They're not only good for the planet but also make me feel better about my daily routine.Made from Moso bamboo, these toothbrushes are a game-changer. They show that even small choices can make a big difference. Now, I feel good about taking care of my teeth in a way that's kind to our planet.Key Takeaways - Bamboo toothbrushes are crafted from sustainable Moso bamboo. - They biodegrade in compost within just a few years. - Switching to bamboo can significantly reduce plastic waste. - Bamboo toothbrushes have the lowest environmental impact compared to traditional plastic options. - Soft nylon bristles in bamboo toothbrushes are gentle and safe for all ages. Read the full article

[mh258258-blog]

The Growing Potential of Bamboo Products Wholesale: A Green Business Opportunity

In today’s world, sustainability has become a key driver of consumer choices. People are increasingly gravitating toward eco-friendly alternatives, and businesses are catching on. One of the most versatile and sustainable materials in the market today is bamboo. For entrepreneurs and retailers, entering the bamboo products wholesale market offers an excellent chance to be part of the green economy. This article delves into the unique qualities of bamboo, popular bamboo products, and how wholesale businesses can capitalize on this growing trend.

Why Choose Bamboo?

A Sustainable Choice

Bamboo is a grass that grows incredibly fast, reaching maturity in just 3-5 years. Unlike trees, bamboo doesn’t need to be replanted once harvested; it regrows from its own roots. This makes bamboo a highly renewable resource compared to traditional hardwoods, which take decades to mature. Bamboo plantations also require minimal fertilizers or pesticides, making it an eco-friendly crop with a low environmental footprint.

Durable and Versatile

Bamboo is strong, flexible, and lightweight, making it an ideal material for a variety of applications. Its tensile strength rivals that of steel, while its flexibility allows it to be used in a range of products, from furniture to textiles. Bamboo is also naturally resistant to bacteria and moisture, making it a hygienic choice for items like kitchen utensils and flooring.

Top Bamboo Products in Wholesale Markets

Bamboo is used to create a vast array of products, many of which are seeing significant market growth. Here are some of the most popular bamboo products that are in demand:

1. Bamboo Cutlery and Tableware

As plastic bans and regulations increase globally, the demand for bamboo cutlery, plates, and straws is on the rise. Bamboo tableware is lightweight, reusable, and biodegradable, making it a popular choice for consumers seeking sustainable alternatives to plastic. Wholesale suppliers can provide these eco-friendly items to restaurants, cafes, and retailers focusing on sustainable goods.

2. Bamboo Flooring

Bamboo flooring is becoming a top choice for homeowners and contractors alike. Known for its durability, ease of installation, and modern aesthetic, bamboo flooring is a renewable alternative to traditional hardwood. Wholesale suppliers can serve the construction and home improvement sectors by offering bamboo flooring at competitive prices.

3. Bamboo Fashion and Textiles

Bamboo fibers can be spun into soft, durable fabrics. Bamboo clothing, bedding, and towels are sought after for their breathability, antibacterial properties, and sustainability. Many fashion brands and retailers are shifting toward sustainable textiles, and bamboo offers a strong, eco-friendly option. Wholesale businesses can supply bamboo-based textiles to fashion boutiques, eco-friendly stores, or online retailers.

4. Bamboo Furniture

The furniture market is experiencing a significant shift toward sustainable materials, and bamboo is at the forefront. Its lightweight, yet strong structure makes it perfect for creating elegant and durable pieces of furniture. Bamboo chairs, tables, shelves, and bed frames are appealing to environmentally-conscious consumers who value both design and sustainability.

5. Bamboo Beauty and Personal Care Products

Bamboo has found a place in the beauty and personal care industries as well. Items such as bamboo toothbrushes, combs, razors, and cotton swabs are replacing plastic counterparts. These biodegradable alternatives are in high demand, especially among zero-waste and eco-conscious consumers. Wholesale suppliers can tap into this market by partnering with beauty retailers and sustainable brands.

Advantages of Wholesale Bamboo Products

Growing Consumer Demand

There has been a sharp increase in consumer interest in sustainable products over the past decade. From plastic-free homes to environmentally friendly packaging, consumers are becoming more mindful of the impact their purchases have on the planet. Wholesale businesses that focus on bamboo products can meet this demand and tap into a customer base that is actively seeking eco-friendly alternatives.

High Profit Margins

The growing demand for bamboo products translates into higher profit margins for wholesale suppliers. Bamboo is a cost-effective raw material, especially when purchased in bulk. By offering a wide range of bamboo products, wholesalers can cater to different industries and ensure a consistent revenue stream.

Variety of Product Offerings

Bamboo’s versatility allows it to be used in nearly every industry—home goods, fashion, construction, and even beauty. This means that wholesale businesses can diversify their product lines and meet the needs of various sectors. From high-end furniture to everyday kitchen items, bamboo has something to offer for every market segment.

How to Succeed in the Bamboo Products Wholesale Business

1. Source Responsibly

As with any eco-friendly business, transparency and responsible sourcing are key to building trust with customers. Ensure that the bamboo you source comes from sustainably managed plantations. Not only does this help protect the environment, but it also assures your clients that they are purchasing genuinely sustainable products.

2. Build Relationships with Reliable Manufacturers

Building strong partnerships with bamboo product manufacturers is essential. Establish clear communication about quality control, product specifications, and lead times. Working with reputable suppliers will ensure that you receive high-quality products that meet the expectations of your buyers.

3. Leverage Eco-Friendly Branding

Emphasize the sustainable and eco-conscious aspects of bamboo products in your branding and marketing materials. Highlight how bamboo products reduce plastic waste, have a lower carbon footprint, and contribute to a greener planet. Effective storytelling about sustainability can help differentiate your business in the competitive wholesale market.

4. Offer Customization Options

Many businesses, especially retail brands, seek unique, customized products to stand out. Offering custom bamboo products, whether in terms of design, size, or packaging, can give your wholesale business an edge. Customization options can also lead to larger and more frequent orders.

5. Stay Updated with Market Trends

Sustainability is a rapidly evolving market. Stay updated with the latest trends, customer preferences, and regulatory changes that impact the bamboo industry. This will help you adapt your product offerings and remain competitive. Keep an eye on emerging markets and industries that may benefit from bamboo alternatives.

Conclusion

Bamboo products wholesale presents a promising and profitable venture in today’s eco-conscious market. The rising demand for sustainable alternatives has created an opportunity for businesses to supply bamboo-based items that are both environmentally friendly and in demand across multiple sectors. Whether it’s home goods, personal care, textiles, or packaging, bamboo offers an eco-friendly solution with vast wholesale potential.