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[satoryou]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ MICRO SET - SATORU GOJO

✩ 𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: you buy an interesting set of lingerie and surprise your husband

✩ 𝒹𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝓈: gojo x fem!reader, husband!gojo, p in v, cunnilingus, blowjob, creampie/breeding kink, cockdrunk!reader, unprotected sex, fingering, face fucking, dirty talk, 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙩, slightly proofread, MDNI, 18+

✎ 𝒶/𝓃: first post on the t! umm to be completely honest i think i'm just tryna upload my wip(s) here just for funsies because i haven't written ff's in quite a while and i have a lot of ideas. but yeah first gojo fic!

the micro set in question

wc: 3.5k (yeah got too carried away)

*bzzz* SATORU GOJO sent you $20,000 "Spoil yourself while I'm gone, love you <3"

jesus christ 'toru. you thought upon reading the notification.

-three weeks later-

OH MY FUCKING GOD OW- was what ran through your mind as the esthetician finishes waxing your private area. you decided that since gojo is coming back in about 3 days after almost a month of training with his students in kyoto that you prepare for his return by giving yourself a self-care day for almost every single thing you can think of from facials to a Brazilian wax. you know yourself that this is something you're not used to doing so why not pamper yourself and plus, your husband did send you money so why not spend it for him.

"the healing process is about 24-48 hours post appointment, but if you want to speed up the process, just apply a cold compress or a bit of witch hazel to the treated area!" the worker at the front desk gave you a small bag that included aftercare oil and a small bottle of witch hazel and kindly greeted you as you left. walking out of the wax place you decided that you should also buy something that could possibly benefit you and gojo. you find yourself walking into a lingerie store browsing through their selection of pretty colored and laced pieces of undergarments until a certain item caught your attention.

"hello miss! i see you've taken an interest in the micro collection, it's our newest arrival! the micro thong and bra set is the most popular nowadays!" a worker greeted you with a welcoming tone.

to say the least, you bought the entire collection that consisted of 10 different colors of the same articles of clothing, if you even consider it clothing. the item barely covered anything that you knew you would never buy without getting waxed.

you arrived back to yours and gojos home, hiding the stash of thongs and bras you just bought under the bed. you quickly go to the bathroom to have a quick shower and apply the aftercare oil to your freshly waxed cunt following the directions of the pamphlet given to you. covered in your towel, you walk out to pick out what color of the matching set you should wear upon his arrival, as you placed a cold compress over your womanhood.

blush pink? crimson red? forest green? you couldn't decide until you got to the bottom of the bag unknowingly taking out a cerulean blue micro thong.

you smiled. "perfect."

-3 days later-

at 9pm gojo arrives jingling the keys of your house. "baby i'm home!" he calls out while entering. 'weird,' he thought as he was welcomed with silence. you'd usually make your way to the door when hearing the rattle of his keys, but to his surprise you didn't. curiously placing down the bags of souvenirs on the counter, he takes off his blindfold and makes his way to the bedroom in hopes you were there dragging his suitcase with him. upon entering he notices your side of the bed slightly shuffled while his was still cleanly made, leaving evidence of your presence. he hears the connecting door of the bathroom open to reveal your back facing him and wearing his shirt with a pair of pajama shorts that barely covered your butt.

you came out of the bathroom turning around while rubbing the moisturizer on your cheeks. eyes widened in excitement at the sight of your husband in front of the bed taking off his jacket as you pace yourself to him.

"'toru!" you squeal with arms wide open to embrace him in a hug, arms wrapping around his neck.

"hey pretty girl, i missed you so much," he chuckled closing his eyes, inhaling the scent of your shampoo. his hands trailed from your back to the curve of your waist resting there. to gojo you were everything, his light, his life, his home, and his safe place. he finds comfort in your scent that being away from you for even just a week buried with work and responsibilities made him even more impatient in wanting to see and be with you. "you get my gift from 3 weeks ago?"

you looked up at him realizing that he was referencing the money he sent you weeks prior to his arrival. "mhm, i got it and thank you babe but as much as i love and appreciate it, you didn't have to send it you know," you place your chin on his chest smirking at him. it wasn't anything new, but gojo always spoiled you rotten ever since the beginning of your relationship that even after being married to him for 3 years, you still weren't used to his acts of affection in gift giving whether it was over the top or even something plain and simple. you knew and let him know that no matter what he spoils you with, nothing will ever top the gift of his presence.

"uh oh, I didn't give you enough huh?" he gasped with an exaggerated shock jokingly pulling out his phone with swiftness. you giggle as you grab his arm to prevent him from sending you anything more. his movement is nimble, spinning you around and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"c'mon sweets, what'd you spend it on? i wanna know what you bought," he says positioning his head on your shoulder leaving kisses on your neck.

"hmm, i went and got a couple massages and facials, bought some groceries, got other stuff done and also bought something, all for you," you teased while he continued lingering pecks all over your neck and shoulder. "for me? what could you have possibly bought for me, princess?" you unwrap his arms from your waist and turn around to push him down on the bed finding space between his legs.

gojo was shocked at your conduct and sat up a bit propping his weight with his elbows while manspreading, watching you undress from his oversized shirt. the view of your cerulean blue micro bra that only really covered your nipples made his insides churn of excitement. his mouth slightly agape at how tiny your bra was at barely concealing your hardening papilla all while enhancing and glorifying the natural shape and roundness of your tits making his dick pulse in his dress pants.

"fuck baby girl, look at you," he fully sits up arms gravitating to your hips to pull you closer which you stop him. "hold on baby, i'm not done," you say pushing him back to his previous position. watching your every move, his gaze intensifies as you pull down your shorts to reveal the matching micro thong.

your legs find their way resting on both sides of his hips straddling him as you placed your hands on his broad muscular shoulders for support. he examines your torso up and down, noticing that there's not a hair follicle in sight on your waxed pelvis. feeling bold, you sat yourself right on the tent of his boner, feeling the pulses it'd give under the fabric of his uniform.

"i got even got my pussy waxed, do you like it daddy?" you purred his favorite nickname in his ear. seeing comfort in your position he helps support it by gently gripping your hips adding more force and friction between your cunt and his hard-on.

"shit princess, you look fucking delicious. i love it, love everything." he groans as you slowly grind your heat on him. "that's good, i was having a hard time choosing what color to wear because i bought 9 other ones," you say temptingly innocent. his strong grip on your waist moves to the curve of your ass, giving it a good squeeze pulling you closer. "9 other ones? good grief baby i can't wait to see them on you," his lips latching onto the fat of your tits avoiding your covering of your bra.

"yeah, wanna know why i chose this one?" you hear him give a muffled 'hm?'  as he continues sucking the same area. you slightly pull away to tease a whisper in his ear, "because its the color of your eyes, daddy."

gojo impulsively flips over positioned on top of you. he doesn't know what he did to deserve such a woman like you, his sweet wife. you knew his weaknesses and ways to get a reaction out of him, teasing him into knowing what you want without even saying it. the way your body conveys its needs and wants makes his skin crawl at the thought of how much of a freak you secretly are behind closed doors. he impatiently takes off his compression shirt and unbuckles his pants to undress fully, displaying his paradisiac figure entirely nude.

you glorify gojos body as if each part was designed to absolute perfection. his whole torso was god given, muscular and bulked, and the angry look his dick is giving you at the moment hypnotizes your body to desire more of him. his length and girth proportioned flawlessly, veins popping out in different areas of height,  flushed with a bright shade of pink crowned with his enraged bulging tip leaking with precum.

he gives his cock a few sensual pumps at the sight of your laying body straddling one leg between your thighs, knee pushing a thick force on your pussy feeling slight dampness. you sit up face leveling at his dick sprawling out your tongue on his length.

"yeah princess, just like that. c'mon give daddy a good suck like you always do," eyes gazing down at you with his hands raking through your scalp.

with the assistance of your hand pumping his girth, you engulfed his tip tongue flat lapping at the drool of his precum. you down in half the length of his cock as you begin to feel his tip hit the top of your throat. gagging at his hardness to adjust to his size, you feel your saliva escape your lips, running down your chin. you pull out for bit to gasp for air, only to impatiently continue wrapping your lips around his dick. the room was filled with loud sounds of squelching and grunting as you messily swirl your tongue and coat his dick with your saliva. your assisted hand that was pumping his shaft made its way to massage his balls as you slowly take in his full length inch by inch.

throughout the years of being with gojo, you still admit to the defeat of never being able to getting used to the size of his dick. while taking in his full length after a couple of eye watering gags you hollow your cheeks to find comfort in the adjustment of his cock down your throat.

"my fucking god baby, you takin' it all in so good i feel it bulging your throat," he praises you as his fingers lightly graze your throat to feel your work on him. as difficult as it is, you manage to look up and make eye contact with him as your nose repeatedly bumps his pubic area. "ngh..ah shit - shit, missed your slutty mouth babe, lemme face fuck you yeah?"

gojos pleasure in face fucking your mouth gave you the time to touch yourself. your hands made their way up and down your body resulting in teasing your nipples and your clit at the same time over your micro set. his grunts begin to falter in a satisfying yet shaky rhythm as he feels the vibrations of your moaning come into contact with each stroke your mouth gives while he thrusts his erection into it. fingers pinching a hardened nipple while stuffing the other down your thong to play with your stimulated bead, gojo doesn't miss to notice your pleasure while chasing his own through your mouth and as much as he wants to finish in it, who is he to let his sweet girl do all that work alone?

you feel your mouth empty as he takes his dick out continuing to give it a few more strokes before kneeling down so that he's at an eye level to you. you watch him hold the hand that you used to play with your clit, bringing it to his mouth to lick the juices it collected, giving him a preview of your taste. "so sweet for me, just how i like it," he smirks at your lips swollen and slicked with a mixture of your saliva and his precum, gently rubbing his thumb over it to gather the substance and stick it back in your mouth. your expression is fucked out as you ease into sucking his thumb, swirling your tongue around it.

"mmm....such a good girl for me baby, making me feel good with your mouth, makes me wanna return the favor," he soothes before leaning in to press his lips on yours while he lays you down on your back. bringing your hands behind his head to massage his undercut, you feel his teeth lightly lap at your bottom lip biting it, forcing you to yelp a bit and open your mouth, to which he enters with his tongue. he swirls it against yours massaging and lapping at each others spit before you retreat for air. your chest heaves up and down as you try to catch your breath, beaming at your boyfriend with a sultry look.

gojo glances at your disheveled appearance, licking his lips at how beautiful you looked. he goes in on you lapping his tongue at your skin as he goes down from your neck, to your collarbones, to your chest -  making sure to provide every single part of your body attention. tongue grazing across your barely covered tits, he pulls down the excuse you call a bra, exposing your hardening nipples to the cold air.

"'s-satoru..ah-" you squealed as he immediately took in a nipple in his mouth. alternating - he sucked and bit down at one while rubbing and pinching the other. he grasped both mounds with his strong hands and pushed them together while sucking and bruising the fat of your skin with dark hues of purple. "could never get tired of your beautiful tits baby."

he continues trailing his tongue down south, eventually reaching your heat burying his face between your legs. "s-so wet for you 'toru, want your dick in me already...ngh- please," you moaned while he wet the patch of fabric covering your clean pussy.

"as sexy as you look in this set baby, you look a million times better with nothing on." gojo gives your protected clit a good suck before pulling your thong to the side revealing you flawless looking pussy. "'m not putting my dick in you without tasting you first mama. your cunts askin' for me so politely shes leaking," his fingers slide up and down your bare slit rubbing your leaked juices all over before putting his index and middle finger in.

"you tryin' to show you miss me? your slutty little pussy's so wet i was able to slip in two fingers princess," he groans placing sensual kisses on your thighs scissoring his fingers deep in your pussy at a slow pace. "AH- SATORU," you squeak feeling him replace his fingers with his tongue as you run your hands through his scalp.

he works his way with your pussy sloppily sucking at your clit. pampering your bead with a few more sucks, his tongue glides down your labia drawing circles on your outer sex. gojo's been addicted to the sweet taste of your pussy, but after a month without your flavor, his mouth drools while lapping up your juices and fucking your cunt with his tongue.

"oh my fucking god b-baby...ngh fuck...feels so fucking good- yes..YES...AH- d-daddy  i-i-" you're a fucking mess, pathetically grinding your pussy lips on his tongue while he keeps going. "you what, hm? use your words with me baby girl. i won't know unless you tell me," he teases watching you get drunk on the pleasure of his mouth.

"n-needa cum...p-please i-i need to cum..UGH N-NO-" you cry out in frustration at the loss of his tongue. "s'bout time i put my dick in you right?"

he rubs the tip of his cock along the wetness of your folds, making sure to add pressure every time it glazes over your clit. as he positioned his tip at your entrance he pistons his full length in, causing you to squirt. "AHH- NGHH- SATORU MMFPH-" he shuts you up with a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. "goddammit mama, squirting on my dick with one thrust? i just started haha," he teases you with a chuckle.

driving his hips into you, gojo continues to sink his length into your overstimulated hole. your moans continue to get louder and louder, thrust after thrust. "how is it you're still so tight? i've fucked this pussy over a hundred times yet you're as tight as you were when you were a virgin nghhh- princess," you were too cockdrunk to listen to what he was talking about, high off of the immense feeling his dick was giving, splitting you open. "be-cause I h-haven't felt your- Ah -dick f-fuck me in a mo-month SHIT." you could tell he was close as the rhythm of his thrusts began to get sloppier.

"c-could feel your dick pulsing in me daddy--you cummin' soon?" you arched your back as he took a hold of your tits plunging his cock in deeper and harder that you can feel his balls heavily slap with each thrust he was giving.  "hell yeah baby, nGhH... gonna cum where do you want-"

"inside my fucking pussy satoru, wanna be stuffed with your cum." he cums hard, shooting his thick load into your pussy. you continue feeling his throbbing shaft force its way deeper.

you look up at him smiling at his satisfaction feeling his cum leak out of you, cerulean orbs looking down at you as he takes in deep breaths chuckling and picking you up, dick still lunged into you while you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"we showerin yet? h-hey w-wa-wait baby AH-" you felt your back come in contact with the wall, giving you goosebumps at its coldness. adjusting just a bit, gojo positioned your legs over his shoulders. you were taken by surprise as he kept thrusting into you while carrying you.

"sorry babe you said you wanted to be stuffed, so m'fucking my cum back into you," he smirks wickedly as you babble his name constantly all while feeling his throbbing shaft force its way deeper. strong arms pulling you closer to his nudeness his pace gets a little faster, penetrating your g-spot as your walls clamp down on his girth.

"fuck me harder---deeperdeeperdeeperplease....you're fucking me so good daddy....nghh-" gojo doesn't fail to listen to your whining and does as he's told.

"haa, baby you gotta filthy little mouth, but s'not as filthy as your tight little pussy sucking my whole dick in with my cum. might make you a mommy after this, think you can take another load?" furrowing his eyebrows he chuckles in your ear, voice all raspy. for a split second, the idea of you being pregnant with his baby flooded his mind.

though you're being fucked like a slut, the thought of carrying satoru gojos baby stuck in your head for a short while. a baby boy/girl with white hair and cerulean blue eyes that resembled him exactly, didn't sound like a bad idea at all.

"yesyesyesyes breed me with your cum. wanna carry your baby satoru!" you both climaxed as you felt another thick load rut inside your cunt while you squirted for the second time.

he portrayed his strength, still carrying you as he guided both bodies to lay down on the bed. with both arms still wrapped around his neck, it took a moment for the both of you to come down from your high heavily breathing. gojo winced of slight overstimulation pulling out of your pussy. your juices ran down your messy cunt and he took notice at the fat glob of his cum also running down, to which he took two fingers to scoop it and rub it all over your folds, eventually stuffing whatever was left back inside you causing you to moan loud.

his forehead touching yours, he brings you into a soft gentle kiss. "i think that was the best color on you baby," he smiled against your lips.

"glad you think so too, daddy," you chuckled with a teasing tone. "did you like being called mama?" he asked pulling you into and embrace. you buried your face into his slightly moist chest nodding and muffling an exhausted 'mhm,' you hear him snicker before he kisses the top of your head. "you're definitely going to become a mommy, princess."

"what makes you say that hm?" you lazily smile at him. "you said bought 9 other colors of the same set, no?"

you slowly pull away from him while raising an eyebrow. "yeah... i did...why-"

"show them to me."

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[fattenupbuttercup]

Hi, I read that women having Brazilian Butt lifts sometimes fatten themselves up for a while before the operation, so that they have more belly fat that can be taken and used to enhance their butts. Would you like to have a male feedee gain weight like this, and have a BBL ?

Nah. BBLs are like the most dangerous surgery ever.

If HE WANTS to get a BBL totally on his own and its what he truly wants and goes to a good surgeon and it's their medical opinion that having excess belly fat and fattening up makes it safer... well it would be my duty to fatten them as rapidly as I could to make sure they had lots of fat to work with.

I'd give them vitamin enhanced boosts, coconut milk heavy recipies and lots of carbs, protein and veg before the surgery. If I was worried the calories were not enough I'd just add coconut oil to everything I made and ip their good fiber. Then I'd make sure they were absolutely hydrated by making then drink liter after liter of water and prime hydration (has lots of sugar).

It would be my duty to fill them up with potatoes and meat and milk and fluids. They need lots to work with and also fuel to recover faster.

[firesmokeandashes]

Hello, and happy Blorbo blusday!! I'm well *checks clock* 1h late gasp! As an excuse I can only say that today I have been packing and I forgot it was Thursday. (As usual I am @writeblr-of-my-own) ANYWAYS. For today's question, I'd like to know about food preference and cooking skills of your blorbo(es)! What can they cook, what they like to eat, whether they are good in the kitchen, or better away from it and close to a fire extinguisher!

Hello! Happy belated Blorbo Blursday!

Today, it seems the gang will either be cooking in a kitchen or burning it down TwT

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Jordan isn't really a cook, though he can make a few basic meals without setting the house on fire. But his real skill is baking! His Chocolate Haupia pie is to die for. Even his Tina and Tinamatua nod their head in approval when Jordan served it to them.

Unlike Jordan, Amelia isn't very good at baking. But she is a wizard when it comes to cooking! Anyone who has tried her food will tell you so! From traditional Irish dishes to spaghetti and meatballs, she either knows how to cook it or will learn how to. But her favorite dishes to cook for her friends, family, and herself are colcannon and potato soup.

Nala, on the other hand, should not be trusted to make anything other than toast, cereal, scrambled eggs, and a basic sandwich. Otherwise, she will burn down her entire house, and the neighbors!

Aiden is the opposite of his girlfriend when it comes to things in the kitchen. Not only can he cook, but he's also pretty darn good at baking. He can cook all sorts of traditional Brazilian/Portuguese dishes. From, feijoada, picanha and

Kaine is an okay chef and a semi-decent baker. He knows how to make a few basic meals like soup, spaghetti, and meatloaf, and can bake things like cake, cookies, and cupcakes without burning the house down. Though he did set a batch of cookies on fire once. Butt hey! Doesn't every baker at one point set something on fire?

Martha will just straight up burn the house down. And she knows this, but somehow, her mom and Grandmother just can't seem to get it through their heads that she should not be allowed in the kitchen. Because no matter how many times Martha says she can't cook or sets a dish on fire. Her mom and grandma will drag her back into the kitchen and try to get her to cook.

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If you would like to read more content about the gang click one of the links below!

The gang going to a fantasy world

The gang going on a car trip

And a special thank you to @writeblr-of-my-own for the tag and my bestie for helping me research dishes for Aiden to cook :)

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So, I asked my best friend to help me research the traditional dishes for Aiden, and she copied down the recipes for them, so I told her to send them and that I would use them here. So, here's some traditional Brazilian and Latin recipes that my best friend found for me TwT

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Corned Beef Empanadas With Pickled Cabbage Slaw (Curtido)

The traditional way to enjoy corned beef is usually boiled until tender with green cabbage served with potatoes and carrots.

FOR THE EMPANADA DOUGH:

1 CUP SHORTENING MELTED

6 OUNCES COLD LIGHT BEER

1 ½ TSP BAKING POWDER

1 TSP SALT

3 TO 3 ½ CUPS FLOUR (PLUS MORE FOR DUSTING )

1 LARGE EGG, PLUS 1 TABLESPOON WATER (WHISK TOGETHER FOR EGG WASH)

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FOR THE EMPANADA FILLING:

OLIVE OIL

½ RED ONION, DICED

1 CUP WHITE POTATOES, PEELED AND DICED

1 CUP CARROTS, PEELED AND DICED

1 JALAPEÑO, MINCED

1 CLOVE GARLIC, MINCED

4 CUPS COOKED CORNED BEEF, CHOPPED (ABOUT 1½ POUNDS)

2 TBSP APPLE CIDER VINEGAR

½ TSP PEPPER

SALT TO YOUR TASTE

4 TO 6 OUNCES SWISS CHEESE, SHREDDED

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FOR THE EMPANADA FILLING:

OLIVE OIL

½ 
RED ONION, SLICED THIN

1 POBLANO PEPPER, DICED

1 ORANGE BELL PEPPER, DICED

1 JALAPEÑO PEPPER, MINCED

1 CLOVE GARLIC, MINCED

1 CUP SHREDDED CARROTS

5 CUPS SHREDDED RED CABBAGE

5 TBSP APPLE CIDER VINEGAR

SALT AND PEPPER TO YOUR TASTE

¼ CUP CILANTRO CHOPPED

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Steps:

Add the cold beer to the melted shortening, and stir gently. Add the baking powder, salt and gradually add in the flour until the dough forms. Transfer dough onto a lightly floured surface and knead until smooth, adding a little flour. The dough should be a little tacky but not sticky. Transfer to bowl, cover and set aside.

For the filling, preheat 2 tablespoons of olive oil to medium heat. Add the onion, potatoes, carrots, jalapeño, and garlic. Cook for 8 to 10 minutes or until potatoes are soft. Add the corned beef, vinegar, and pepper. Stir well to combine, season with salt to taste. Remove from heat and let cool. Once cool, fold in the shredded cheese, cover, and chill until ready to use.

When the filling is cooled and ready, preheat the oven to 395ºF. Roll 24 dough balls, transfer them to a plate, and cover them loosely with plastic wrap. Line two baking sheets with parchment paper and set aside. On a lightly floured surface, roll out each dough ball to about 5 inches in diameter. Fill with 3 full tablespoons of filling, fold over, pinch, and seal. Transfer to a baking sheet. Slice a 1/2 slit on top of the empanadas, and brush with egg wash. Bake for 30 to 35 minutes on the lower rack of the oven until golden brown. Move the pan of empanadas up to the middle of the oven and broil for a minute or until the desired browning is reached.

While the empanadas are baking, prepare the curtido (slaw). Preheat 2 tablespoons of olive oil to medium heat for a few minutes. Add the onions, poblano pepper, bell pepper, jalapeño, and garlic. Cook for 6 to 8 minutes. Add in the carrots, cabbage, and vinegar. Toss to combine, season with salt and pepper to taste. Cook for just another minute, fold in the cilantro, cover, and remove from heat until ready to serve. Serve empanadas with the curtido.

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Sopa de Res con Fideos

This soup normally takes more than two hours to get the stock nice and rich with the broth from the bones. That said, this is not the “full” version of the way the soup is actually made; this is the “condensed” version. Still, it's a recipe that uses many ingredients that are typical to Puerto Rico.

Recipe:

1POUND BEEF SHANK

1POUND BEEF CUBES

4 CUPS BEEF STOCK

2CUPS WATER

1GREEN BELL PEPPER CUT IN HALF AND SEEDED

1 SMALL ONION CUT IN HALF AND PEELED

2 CLOVES GARLIC

1 RIPE HASS AVOCADO CUT IN HALF AND SEEDED

2 MEDIUM-SIZED CARROTS DICED

1 MEDIUM-SIZED YAUTIA DICED (THIS IS ALSO KNOWN AS MALANGA OR TARO), OPTIONAL

2 SMALL POTATOES DICED

2 TABLESPOON TOMATO SAUCE 1
BAY LEAF

1 TEASPOON DRIED OREGANO

8 OUNCES FIDEOS OR FINE EGG NOODLES

SALT AND PEPPER TO TASTE

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Steps:

1. Season your meat, both beef shank and beef cubes. I use my adobo seasoning mix which I make homemade, but you may use your own seasoning. Just make sure that you remember this will be covered with beef stock plus water, so you will have to season it well so the salt doesn’t wash away.

2. In a large kettle or Dutch oven, pour your broth and water in with the seasoned meat, then add bell pepper, onion, garlic cloves and celery. Bring to a boil. Cover and simmer on moderate to low heat for about an hour.

3. Transfer the vegetables to a blender and blend (use caution and place a damp towel over the opening so as not to have a catastrophe) until it turns into a puree (excluding the celery, you’ve just made a partial version of recao!) BE PROUD, BE VERY PROUD!

4. With a sieve, pour this puree back into the soup. You just want to extract the liquid, not the solids.

5. Now add in your carrots, yautia and potatoes. Gradually bring to a boil. Taste for salt and add pepper to taste. Add the oregano, bay leaf and tomato sauce.

6. Stir to mix in added ingredients. Cook over moderate high heat, stirring occasionally, uncovered for about a ½ hour more or until the potatoes, carrots and yautia are tender.

7. Add the noodles (fideos) and cook until they fideos are al dente.

𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷𖧷

Grilled Beef Ribs with Brazilian-Style Salsa.

FOR THE RIBS:

1/4 CUP COARSE STEAK SEASONING (CHECK LOCAL STORES FOR A BRAZILIAN STEAKHOUSE BLEND)

1/3 CUP GRAPESEED OIL OR OLIVE OIL

3 TABLESPOONS RED WINE VINEGAR

1 LARGE LIME JUICED

SALT TO TASTE

2 POUNDS BEEF RIBS BONELESS, IF AVAILABLE

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FOR THE SALSA:

1MEDIUM GREEN BELL PEPPER DICED

1BELL PEPPER ORANGE OR YELLOW, DICED

1/2 RED ONION DICED

3 LARGE ROMA TOMATOES DICED

1/2 CUP PARSLEY OR CILANTRO, CHOPPED

2 TABLESPOONS AGAVE NECTAR OR HONEY

1 JALAPEÑO MINCED

1/3 CUP RED WINE VINEGAR

2/3 CUP OLIVE OIL

SALT AND FRESHED CRACKED PEPPER

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Steps:

1. In a bowl, mix all of the ingredients for for the marinade. Let sit for 10 minutes.

2. Transfer ribs to a baking dish and cover evenly with marinade. Cover and marinate for 4 hours. 

3. When ready, remove ribs from refrigerator and let come to room temperature for 30 to 40 minutes.

4. Prepare your outdoor grill for indirect cooking. This means you will only light one side of your grill, so there will be a cool side and a hot side. Preheat to medium-high heat with the lid closed. The grill temperature should be between 350-400º F.

5. Brush the grates to clean and then brush with some oil on the hot side. Place the ribs on the hot side just long enough to get a nice sear on all sides, 3 minutes per side. Transfer the ribs to the cool side of the grill and close lid. Cook with lid closed for 1 hour and 20 minutes.

6. Transfer ribs to a small metal baking pan or disposable baking dish. Cover tightly with foil paper and place back onto cool side of grill.

7. Cook for another 50 to 60 minutes or until ribs are tender. The internal temperature should be at least 170º F. Remove from heat and let stand for 10 minutes. To plate, add a nice even layer of salsa to the plate. Top with the ribs. Garnish with fried potatoes.

The salsa:

1. In a large bowl, combine all of the ingredients for salsa one hour before the ribs are done cooking. Cover and set aside at room temperature.

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Sirloin Steak With Chimichurri

• FOR THE SIRLOIN STEAK

2 POUNDS SIRLOIN STEAK

PASILLA CHILE POWDER OR ANY OTHER MILD CHILE POWDER

GRANULATED GARLIC

SALT AND FRESH CRACKED PEPPER

OLIVE OIL

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FOR THE CHIMICHURRI SAUCE

1/3 CUP FINELY CHOPPED FRESH LEMON BASIL OR REGULAR BASIL

1/3 CUP FINELY CHOPPED CILANTRO

2 TABLESPOON FINELY CHOPPED FRESH OREGANO

1/2 TABLESPOON DRIED OREGANO

1 SERRANO PEPPER MINCED

4 LARGE CLOVES MINCED

JUICE OF 1 LEMON

5 TABLESPOONS RED WINE VINEGAR

1/3 CUP OLIVE OIL

SALT AND FRESH CRACKED PEPPER

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Steps:

1. Finely chop the herbs, chile and garlic by hand — it really makes a difference! Set aside.

2. Combine the lemon juice, red wine vinegar, salt, and pepper in a separate small bowl, whisk together, and taste for salt.

3. Combine all of the ingredients, cover and let sit for a good hour or more, stir well before serving and taste for salt. At this time, season the steak on both sides with salt, pepper, granulated garlic, and chile powder, and drizzle with olive oil. Set aside.

4. When an hour has past, position the top rack in the oven about 10 inches from the broiler. Preheat broiler for 15 minutes. Transfer the steak to a foil-lined baking sheet. Cook under the broiler for about 5 to 6 minutes per side for a medium/rare done steak. If you like it more well done, add 1 to 2 more minutes per side. Remove from oven and let the steak rest for 10 minutes before slicing.

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Heaven 🇫🇷Florian Munteanu

|part 1: Get You| |part 2: Heaven| |part 3: Hell|

Warnings: language, smut, nsfw

Song- Streets: Doja Cat

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl @designerwriterchic @bvssmob

Relationship: Florian Munteanu x black plus sized reader

My alarm goes off and I happily get up getting ready for our trip to Paris. I go to the bathroom wetting my face with warm water seeing as cold water just makes me mad. I exfoliate my face and lips before moving on to brush my teeth and swish some mouthwash.

I hop in the shower scrubbing, shaving, and exfoliating my body with my warm vanilla sugar scented soap from bath and body works. I rinse off the soap and step out applying coconut oil to my damp body then applying the matching warm vanilla sugar lotion to lock in the moisture. I’m black we gotta stay hydrated and mind out business.

I put on some deodorant and face moisturizer grabbing a black bra and some burgundy rhinestone Brazilian panties. I grab the outfit laid on my nearby chair and my Nike air 270’s. I sit at my vanity doing a light makeup look and adding some Vaseline for that shine affect on my lips. I decide to tie up my long braids in a cute little bun and I see my phone buzz. I swipe right and answer Florian’s call “good morning” I smile

“Good morning” my breath physically catches in my throat at his deep raspy morning voice. “Are you ready?”

“Yes I am”

“Oh and be sure to have something nice we’re going to brunch with my family”

“Oh ok” I nod. I did pack some fancy outfits because it’s Paris who wouldn’t but I know China hasn’t met his family yet. “So do you fight tonight?”

“No tomorrow. And we’ll be staying with my parents at their house”

“We’re not staying in a hotel?”

“No” he chuckles

“Ok then”

....

I park my car on a vacant lot seeing a singular airplane and Florian sitting on the steps. I get out and my jaw is dropped to the core of the earth.

“Hey baby girl” he jogs over hugging me and I’m too in shock to even acknowledge the nickname. I pop the trunk and grab my suitcase before he takes it from me “I could’ve got it”

“For what I’m here. You look good”

“Thank you” I smile “so you own this plane?”

“Kinda me and my brother went half on it. You’ll get to meet him later” he winks. Flo takes my luggage to the flight attendants and holds my hand leading me into the spacious red leather interior of the plane.

“This is dope Flo” I say

“Thank you” we sit across from each other and the flight attendant brings us champagne in a glass.

I take a sip and I can taste how expensive it is.

“So how long will this flight be?”

“About 12 hours” I sigh as we take off.

“Well how do we pass time?” He cocks up his eyebrow Suggestively and I smile.

...

“Ok how old were you when you lost your virginity?” I ask looking over. We’ve now moved next to each other giggling from the champagne.

“15” he answers. We’re playing a game of truth or strip. It’s simple. If you don’t wanna answer your truth you have to strip. Better than truth or dare. He has taken off his socks, shirt and watch and I took off my biker shorts and socks.

“Oh” I nod “if you had to choose between me and Brad Pitt to have sex with who would it be”

“Can I choose both?” I laugh

“Nope”

“Ok I would choose you” I laugh “I don’t know Brad like that or how good he is”

“How do you know I’m good in bed?” he leans getting closer.

“Aside from the details China tells me I can tell you know how to use what you got”

“What do you mean?” He smiles.

“You know what I mean” I laugh. Deep down I want him to prove me right but that would be completely outta line.

“I need an example” all of a sudden I’m shy but not to shy to bite my tongue.

“Like your tongue you look like you know how to use it in the best way” He doesn’t say anything he just stares at me. I feel myself leaning in. He’s leaning too. Our lips attach and it was like a flame was set off in my body. I’m frozen but my lips are still moving in sync with his.

Flo’s large hand caresses thigh then bring them in my underwear rubbing slowly at my clit. I moan in his mouth and he speeds up. Out of instinct I try to close my thighs arching my back but he keeps a good grip. He slips a finger in and starts kissing my neck. I moan out but the flash of my best friends face crosses my mind and I place my hands on his shoulders and stop all movements.

“You’re with China” I say breathing heavily. He nods looking down and my clit is throbbing and so badly I want so much more but I know I’d feel the worse whether China found out or not.

“You’re right I’m sorry” he nods taking his hand out of my underwear. His fingertip is wet with my juices and I let out a puff of air holding my head in my hands. I grab my pants and we redress ourselves before sitting back down. I sigh closing my eyes getting comfortable. All I can think about is his head between my legs and him being dominant and absolutely man-handling me. I open my eyes again looking out the window at the dark night sky.

‘Something takes over me and I straddle Flo and grab his arms wrapping them around me. I grab his face kissing him and he grinds me against his hard on. He’s quick to pull off my underwear and shimmy down his pants just a little bit. The tip inserts through my walls and I-‘

“Y/N you should probably get some rest” I snap out of my thoughts and he’s just staring at me.

“Yea you’re right” he stands to grabbing two blankets from the closet. He hands me one and I give off a small smile and a thank you. I pull the heavy soft blanket over my body up to my chin before taking a deep breath that transitions me into a deep sleep.

...

I wake up just at sunrise to see Florian asleep. He looks peaceful when he’s asleep. I look out the window watching the beautiful sky. It’s painted a mix of pink purple and yellow in the cleanest way.

I smile and stand up stretching my legs and back. There’s a big window at the back of the plane and I walk back there folding my arms just looking.

I feel arms around my waist and Florian’s hand slides up my neck to my jaw bringing my lips to his. I can’t help but kiss back now. This is so wrong but it feels so right.

I turn my body taking in his embrace and his hands go down to my butt giving it a light squeeze. He stops kissing me and walks away back to his seat. I watch his eyes close and I go sitting next to him. I lay my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around me and I lay on his chest drifting to sleep once again.

...

We are just getting off the plane in the warm climate of France. Considering it’s spring there’s a slight chill in the air making me put on a light jacket. Flo grabs our bags taking it to the car and the driver gets out. He looks like Flo honestly. Not as tall but still over 6 feet, green hazel eyes, pretty smile. The have a resemblance towards each other. Florian gives him a big hug with a laugh “how’ve you been?” The guy asks

“I’ve been good. This is Y/N. Y/N this is my brother Daniel” he opens his arms and I give him a big hug.

“Nice to meet you” he smiles

“Nice to meet you too”

“How’s China” he glances at me smiling

“She’s great” he nods

“Good well let’s not waste any time let’s go” he nods. I get in the backseat and I see a woman in the front. “Hi I’m Amelia” she introduces. Perfect skin, long legs, gorgeous blonde hair. She’s a model.

“Hi I’m Y/N” she smiles sweetly and turns around. Florian sits next to me and his brother gets in the driver seat as we pull off in the beautiful city of Paris. Or as I like to call it, Heaven.

As we go through I’m glued to the window tapping Flo’s thigh every time I see something cool like mimes, flowers, and even puppies. I notice Flo’s hand on my thigh and I want to move it so badly for the sake of just feeling bad but I can’t. This feels so good.

We arrive at the house shortly after and it’s huge to say the least. I get out and Daniel opens the trunk. I go to grab my bag and Florian smacks my hand. My jaw drops with a laugh emitting from both of us while Daniel and his wife walk by.

“I’ll get it” he says. He picks up my suitcase and his as well rolling both of them into the house. I’m still enjoying the exterior. An older gentleman comes out looking at me. I walk up to him and a huge smile spreads across his face. “Are you English?” His thick accent much like Flo’s emits through his perfect teeth.

“Close. American. I’m Y/N, Florian’s friend”

“No girlfriend?” His thick accent doesn’t stop the curiosity but still love coming from him.

“No she’s at home” I smile. He extends his arms pulling me in for a hug. He smells like teakwood and a little bit of backwoods.

“We have dinner tonight. You like goat?”

“Never tried it” I laugh. He wraps his arm around my shoulder walking me into his house “your house is beautiful”

“Thank you. Me and my wife built it when Daniel was born” he explains “from the ground up and this is one house I will never get rid of”

“I’m just in love with it” an older woman appears with broad shoulders and a disgusted look on her face staring right into my soul.

“Who this?” She asks pointing to me. I hate when people wave their fingers in my face it makes me wanna fight. But for her sake I’ll chalk it up to a culture difference.

“Diana this is Y/N Florian’s friend” his father speaks “oh my apologies my name is Emilio”

“You think you’re good enough for my son?”

“Excuse me?”

“Ma stop” Florian scolds “what the hell is wrong with you”

“I apologize she can be a handful sometimes. Which is why we’re separated” Emilio says to me. I can’t help but giggle and he shows me around more with Flo behind us.

...

I get out the steamy shower and a knock comes at my door. I open it slightly seeing its Florian dressed in a Nike tracksuit. I’m only in a towel and I smile at him. “Hey you look good” I step aside allowing him in and he shuts the door sitting on the bed.

“Thanks” he answers “you look better. I think my mom will love that” he laughs

“Funny” I smile sarcastically laughing to myself

“Y/N I’m sorry but I just can’t help myself when I’m around you. Every time even when all of us like me you and China are together I want to make you mine and I know that’s your best friend-“ I cut him off with a kiss. That’s that wrenching feeling inside of me knowing I’m going to hurt my best friend is strong. But my feelings for him are stronger. What we have built is too strong for me to just walk away.

“Let’s just have fun this weekend and we’ll see where to go from there” I reassure him. Florian slides his hand up my thigh dangerously close to my bare pussy. Before he moves any higher I push his hand away “I have to get ready”

“Alright alright” he stands up “just meet me downstairs” he kisses my head and I shut the door behind him. I sigh shaking my head ridding myself of the thought that betrays myself and my best friend the most. I go in my suitcase grabbing the short casual t-shirt dress I brought. It accentuates my curves but still is simple.

I grab some sandals sliding those on and snapping the strap to my ankle. I take one last look in the mirror before opening the door to his mother standing right in front of me. “Hi?” I respond in more of a question like tone

“Are you going to Florians fight in 2 days?” She asks

“I am” she rolls her eyes muttering something under her breath. “What was that?” I call out daring her to say it again. People, especially older people, need to realize respect isn’t given it’s earned and if you put me in a position where I have every right to disrespect you, then that’s that.

“Take your ass back on the plane and go home. My son doesn’t need you” Just then I hear Florian yell and he comes up the stairs.

“Let’s go Y/N” he grabs my hand but I yank it away too heated in the moment to understand he means good.

“Nah she wanna sit here and keep disrespecting me. I’ve had enough. Me and him aren’t-“ Florian picks me up taking me downstairs where he sets me down on my feet. His hands are still clad at my waist as I fume.

“I’m tired of her talking to me like she’s lost her gotdamn mind”

“Just don’t let her get to you. I’ll talk to her later tonight. Please” he begs. I sigh and he pulls me in for a tight hug. I take a deep breath of his cologne gathering my thoughts. I let go and walk in front of him to the kitchen earning a swat to my behind. I shake my head and we approach the table full of others. They all stare at me including his mother sitting at the end. I sit down and Flo sits next to me. The maids bring out an appetizer and it’s an orange soup. I grab my spoon taking a sip and it’s delicious.

“This is called a zuppa toscana” Emilio says “something my mother used to make me and my brothers all the time” he smiles. The family engulfs themselves in chatty conversations and I continue sipping on my soup. Flashbacks of the plane and Florian rubbing my pussy keep hitting me creating a waterfall in my panties. I can already feel their soaked through. I stretch my hand on his thigh lightly resting it there. Florian glances at me before going back to his food. I move my hand on top of his crotch rubbing lightly making a firm grip. I feel his thigh twitch and his hazel turn into a dark brown. I keep rubbing him through his pants feeling him harden. I keep rubbing until the chef comes out of the kitchen.

“The food is taking some time but it will be out shortly” the chef announces smiling.

“Perfect Y/N come with me” Florian grabs my hand dragging me with him throughout the house.

He opens the big glass door and lets me out first. I look around seeing we’ve entered a beautiful garden. “This is gorgeous” he shuts the door and grabs my hand not saying a word. Florian leads me through it to a bench in front of some flowers. I bite my lip and he wraps his hand around my throat sealing any space between us with a kiss. His hands move to my butt giving it a nice squeeze. I gasp feeling his tongue slip in my mouth. I feel dizzy and hot. I’m not sure who’s air I’m breathing anymore. He lets go and I suck in a breath of air as Florian sits on the bench. He pulls my dress off tearing off the thin fabric of my lace thong. He sits me on his lap and I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders. I grind along his hard-on as he grips the back of my neck holding me in a powerful kiss. I lift my dress up pulling my underwear to the side while he unbuckles his pants. Florian lets out a big girthy dick and I watch as it pulsates and leaked with precum.

I grab ahold of it and glide myself onto him feeling his dick expand my walls gracefully. Once I’m fully on him Florian grabs my hips digging into them guiding me to ride him. This increases my pleasure somehow.

“I’ve waited for this for so long” he moans bucking my hips faster. I bounce my ass and my acrylics glide through his short hair. My breath is caught in my throat by how fast I’m going and how big he is. My hands move to his chest and I let out that first succulent moan. Florian rolls my hips faster attaching his lips to my neck heightening my pleasure. I claw at his chest hearing his deep voice rumble in my neck “I’ve wanted this tight pussy around my cock and in my mouth since I first met you”

My moans get louder hearing his vulgarity and my legs begin shaking from the pressure building in my center. Florian holds me down with one arm and his other hand snakes up to my mouth silencing my moans. Somehow this makes this rendezvous 10x hotter. He starts pounding me out from below and the only thing you can hear is skin slapping on skin and his low grunts and moans.

“Are you gonna cum on me?” I nod furiously trying to push away from his death grip. The pounding becoming too much “uh uh take this dick”

I have no choice but to sit there and take it. My entire body tensed and I begin my convulsions while gripping on the bottom of his shirt. He takes his hand off my mouth and I instantly move to his neck where loud moans are muffled in his shirt. “Fuck I’m gonna cum” I hop off to the best of my ability and get on my knees. I grab the base of his dick jerking it hard while sucking on the tip. Before I know it warm, bitterness is brought into my mouth while he grips the edge of the bench moaning. He’s gripping so hard that his knuckles are turning white.

“That’s my girl” I milk him dry and keep sucking until he’s begging me to stop. I come off his member with a pop and smile at him. Florian grabs my throat giving me a wet sloppy nasty kiss.

“You’re so nasty” he smiles “I love it”

I pull my dress down and discard my underwear in my bra. Florian fixes himself and I see the door open. It’s the chef.

“The food is ready. I was told you might be out here since it’s your favorite spot”

“Yes thank you. Just showing her the flowers” he extends his hand and I walk in front of him. The chef leaves the door open walking away and I giggle to myself thinking of what we just did. I’m gonna beat myself up later about it.

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Hey!! Would you mind write a Miss Congeniality!AU with levihan?

You know, with my beloved hange being Sandra Bullock, and Levi loving her in anyway, after or before the changes, but being surprised with them hehehe

Whew, this was a long one, Anon! Read under the cut to see the rest of it, and let me know what you think! I might expand it one of these days...

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1.

Beauty pageants are a nightmare for FBI Agent Hange Zoe.

She can do a sliding tackle, a crosspunch, a backflip-ninja-combo-roll before landing a roundabout kick on the bad guys. All of that while she's wearing a handsome suit. Those shitheads were just damn overwhelmed by her the last time the rascals went on the run from the police; Hange managed to find their hiding place after deducing that these crime lords did their operations in small underground bars where they could bribe the management.

But beauty pageants will haunt Hange in her sleep, especially now that her supervisor Erwin Smith has just assigned her to a new mission involving a serial bomber who targets the public. Said criminal had sent them a threat two days ago saying that he intends to bomb the upcoming Miss Paradis beauty pageant within a weeks' time. To add to that, Erwin has asked FBI's top agent Levi Ackerman to call the shots while they're out in the field, which unfortunately in this case... is the runway.

"I just don't fucking understand." Agent Levi grits his teeth as he pulls his suit tighter around him. "Why does this idiot of a bomber want to make a statement in a pageant, of all places?

"Maybe he's a feminist?" Hange suggests. "You know, maybe he doesn't believe that women should be ranked in terms of looks... or maybe he's got a grudge on one of the contestants? They have their own personal advocacies and all that, too."

"Why the hell do you know so much about this?" Levi eyes his colleague suspiciously, her tomboyish nature unconvincing enough to make Hange Zoe the type of person who would be interested in these events.

"Nanaba makes me watch them," Hange says. She's referring to her buddy in the Cybercrime Unit. "Not that I enjoy it, but I think it's enough for me to get an idea of how these shows actually operate---"

And apparently enough for her to infiltrate the pageant.

Hange obviously did not take it lightly when Erwin announced the plan to use her as an insider in order to track any suspicious activity and monitor the candidates' safety as well.

"Oh no, please no," Hange shakes her head. So much for her intelligence and her critical thinking skills. "I'm not gonna strut across the stage in high heels and pushup bras---"

"You don't have a choice." Levi frowns.

"You men seriously don't understand anything about pageants, do you?" She puts both hands on her hips in exasperation. "It takes weeks, months, maybe even years, to train the contestants... and have you seen me?" She gestures to her masculine appearance and her blatant lack of curves.

The two men look at each other before Erwin breaks the silence. "Keith Shadis can take care of that."

2.

Apparently, they had already asked the pageant committee to put her on the roster of candidates, in addition to hiring a beauty consultant to assist her in the preparations.

"Great heavens," Shadis mutters the moment Hange introduces herself to him in plain casual clothes, eyeglasses dirty and her ponytailed hair in complete disarray. His face cannot hide the disappointment. The older man straightens himself up and continues, "Am I staring at a clown? Not that I've seen worse."

He circles Hange slowly, scrutinizing her poor posture and her vital statistics, wondering how a disheveled person like her would even have the audacity to show up at his place for a makeover.

"I heard you're an expert at transformations," Levi comes to Hange's defense, his tone professional. "We just need her to look good enough so she can get into the final selection. Surely some makeup and beauty sleep will do the trick?"

Shadis raises an eyebrow. "At this rate, Mister Ackerman, your partner here needs to hibernate."

Hange winces at the insult. "Look, I'm not as excited in this as you are---"

"But we're already here, aren't we?" Shadis crosses his arms. "Well, let's get to work then."

He snaps his fingers, and out of nowhere, his assistants grab Hange from behind, forcing her down into a styling chair as they inspect every nook and cranny of her face and body, starting from her untidy hair down to her overgrown toenails.

"This is going to be embarrassing," Hange says, an understatement.

3.

No one has ever told Hange Zoe that prepping up for a pageant is worse than torture. Over the past twelve hours, she has been subjected to a manicure, a pedicure, a hot oil treatment, dental prophylaxis, eyebrow threading, earwax cleaning, body sculpting, and of course, a full-body Brazilian waxing.

To add to that, Shadis has discarded her formal suit and has her done several outfit changes to give her a new sense of style.

"My entire face is sore," she complains to Levi who has been on standby while she underwent all the necessary procedures. "I can't even feel my legs.”

They're separated by a huge dark curtain, Shadis wanting it to be a surprise when he finally reveals the new and improved Hange-motherfucking-Zoe.

"It'll be over soon, trust me," Levi consoles her, both of them already exhausted. He doesn't really care about this entire shebang; he just wants to continue with the operation and gather as much intel as they can on the contestants. Unfortunately, this is part of the mission.

Hange whines again. “And they won't even let me eat any of the pizza!"

“I’ll sneak you in a slice while they’re not looking.”

“I heard that.” Shadis says, his head poking through the curtain. 

There's a sigh that escapes Hange on the other side.

"Say, Levi... would you prefer a bombshell model over a badass fighter?" she asks him.

"What kind of question is that?" Levi raises an eyebrow. “You already know my answer.”

He whips his head around just in time to see Shadis smirking, holding the curtains together behind him.

"Behold..." he says, "the one and only... Hange Zoe!"

Levi manages to keep his mouth from falling open when he sees Hange in a nice halter dress, her hair now loose in soft curls, lips pink from the gloss and tint. Instead of her usual glasses, she's now wearing plain contacts.

"What do you think?" She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, her brown eyes curious while she looks at him in all earnest.

Levi swallows. The words have already left him.

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Bonus scene!

The girls are already in their bikinis, hands on hips and sashes hanging on their shoulder as they prance around onstage for the swimsuit segment. Earlier that evening, Levi and Erwin had deduced that pageant contestant Petra Rall may be involved in their case, having joined several protests against animal cruelty in the past. Hange Zoe immediately shut their opinions' down, claiming that Petra wouldn't even hurt a fly, even if she knew how to. The men were still skeptical, nevertheless.

"Like a Dalai Lama, like a Dalai Lama," Hange grits her teeth as she forces a smile on her face. She can feel the silicon cups moving around her chest as well as her bikini bottom sliding up her butt.

When she was up for the Q&A portion, the host had asked her what she would wish for in order to make society a better place. Hange Zoe made the mistake of saying "harsher punishments for parole violators," but she immediately rectified it by adding "world peace" to her final statement.

They're now watching Petra Rall from the sidelines, Levi and Erwin still convinced that the girl could be an accomplice to the bomber's plans.

"What's your idea of a perfect date?" The host starts with his question.

"Oh, that's a tough one." Petra giggles, her ginger hair bouncing as she speaks, "I'd have to say April 25th. Because it's not too hot, not too cold... all you need is a light jacket."

Hange lets out a snort as the two men's face wrinkle in confusion.

"So much for your alleged criminal," she says.

[elisabethdenis]

11 days of productivity

First of all, you should know that I held a guilty feeling in my poor little body for not posting my productive activities everyday since I started the 100 days challenge. As if not posting meant not doing. How evil are those thoughts? 

To be bruttaly honest, my sheets have turned to a shroud. My body feels numb, I have no desire to do much, my motivation is hiding under the carpet. It is spring in New-Zealand and the rain is inevitable. My hair have been washed twice with lemon and almond oil to hydrate my scalp. I bring coffee to my lips 1-3 times a day for a bigger push in the butt. The laundry cycle seem infinite but I’m okay with it because I enjoy looking at the clothesline slowly moving in the wind. I bought 3 jars of ice cream and a few tablet of chocolate. My favorite treat was $140 worth of books. Moroccan and Brazilian literature. And the yellow Grapefruit book of Instruction by Yoko Ono, what a gem! 

This country is finally catching up on other continent. The division is real and that could partially be the reason why gliding in the unknown is getting harder and harder. I can still hear myself say a year ago: oh, I don’t mind lockdown, I’m a hermit anyways. Let me take it all back today. I miss sitting at cafés and being held by all of my friends. I miss not being pointed at because my choices are different to others. 

Japanese anime and oversea correspondences are softening most of the disaster. But I’ll still need a few plasters. My status of ‘illegal immigrant’ in this country is the cherry on the top. The process is taking the time it needs to take and I try everyday to learn to wait well. These words were written on a piece of paper on my friend’s wall the other day: If you have to wait, wait well. I’m trying. This is the closest to being deported that I have ever been and the reason being is: immigration New-Zealand do not think that my relationship is credible. What a pinch on the heart. My partner and I will keep on fighting to prove the purity of our love. This is insulting, mostly very sad and it makes me want to jump over the border and get the fuck out of here. I waited 4 months so far, I can wait another one. 

Oh, and I can’t go to an artist residency I was very much looking forward to go to, because I am not double jabbed. That was quite heartbreaking to find out.

In the midst of this storm, I’m attempting writing my very first manuscript. My goal this month was to achieve 8 draft pages. Which I have, yippy! 4249 words. While I’m writing these fictional stories which are taking place in 4 different countries in Africa, I got very interested about the continent as I never set a foot there. I find it extremely difficult to write about a place I have not been. My curiosity lead me to speak with an author from Ghana (Prince Mensah), which helped me so much in terms of giving me directions to dig deeper into the Liberian civil wars and the 1994 Rwandan genocide. He took a genuine interest in my poetry and my short stories which was very flattering. Small victory for me, a pet in the back! Following our conversations, I watched ‘Hotel Rwanda’ and ‘Shooting dogs’ - both about 1994 Rwanda genocide. Last night, I watched ‘Pray the devil back to hell’ which is a documentary about the ladies who have brought peace back to Liberia after the last civil war. Such atrocities made me look around my house thinking, fuck I’m such a brat. My vaccine and immigration worries are nothing compared to a husband being butchered in front of his wife while his daughter is getting raped. My heart goes to the thousands of people who got hungry, displaced, dishonored, burned, mentally assassinated and killed. 

Danielle Foster is my creative mentor for the next 9 months. She has a master in contemporary arts and works for Creative Waikato. Each month, we pick 4 small goals for me to tick off the list, to eventually, achieve my 4 main goals (manuscript, exhibition ‘think twice, it’s not alright’, walk the walk me with to me, repeat ‘geodynamic slumbers’). I write these in keywords because they are still brewing... Once they come to life, I’ll totally expose them on social platforms.

 The end of the month is right here and my 4 task are dead and gone: write to my uni teacher, write 8 draft pages, get the texts from my 6 model-gals, get an interview on the phone with 4 people living in the 4 countries I’m writing about.

My current 2 penpal friends are located in Canada and the other is in Japan. I’m writing to both of them with my favorite Japanese pen: Pockey. I have no idea how I will send my next letters because all of the post offices here are closed. It is quite special to get to know someone a little better every month, from a piece of paper with words on, and small gifted objects. Human connections are everything to me. They keep me going. 

This is goodbye for now, I shall return in a few days, I’m afraid it will be impossible and unwanted, to write everyday. 

Hugs xoooooooxx, we all need more of them

[waxingandskincarebycelestesantee]

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Go to our spa for the very best waxing in Santee, California. We use our unique hair removal strategies that incorporate three types of wax. Our waxing specialists are what separates us from different spas within the area. Our sugar wax is all the time fresh and effective. We concentrate on intimate physique hair removal girls and men.

With the solar beating down on us 12 months-spherical, protecting your skin with merchandise and skin remedies beyond your day by day routine is vital to having healthy skin. A chemical peel, microdermabrasion or a facial might help enhance your skin by deep cleansing, extraction, or pores and skin regeneration.

Pores and skin remedies will help with excessive oil, age spots, sun spots, acne, nice traces, clogged pores, skin texture issues, blackheads, and plenty of other skin problems. Peels assist take away the top layer skin revealing new pores and skin and permits your skin to glow. Pores and skin peels are protected and most therapies are derived from fruit or edible merchandise like pumpkin.

Like most women, I thought razor was the only choice I've after I want to remove unwanted hair. It’s cheap and fairly accessible but the outcomes I get are very annoying. After each shave, I both get a pimple, ingrown hair, and a darkish stubble - or a mix of those three. On top of this, I suffer from razor burn, rashes, and cuts especially when coping with my non-public area.

This hair elimination is heaven sent! Though I can’t deny the fact that I got very nervous the first time I had it. Does it damage a lot? What advantages will I get out of it? How do I put together myself for my first wax? These are simply a number of the questions earlier than I had Brazilian wax. Such as you, I used to be hesitant at first however once I noticed the significant variations it brought to me and my underarms, I don’t need to return to shaving again. And that’s why I wish to share this service with you guys. Trust me, if you want to go bare down there, Brazilian wax is the reply!

Brazilian wax is perhaps the most popular sort of bikini wax. It leaves your vagina (and anus) utterly hairless. It makes Full Body Waxing use of scorching wax, tender wax, waxing strips, sugaring, sugar wax, or a combination of two or three waxes.It was launched in 1987 to New York by seven Brazilian-native siblings a.k.a. J Sisters.

Mainly, it rips off your entire hair within the inner and outer a part of labia, perineum, and up to the butt crack; however, there are some girls who prefers to depart a small touchdown strip or a triangle-shaped hair in front.Regardless of the strategies, Brazilian wax should still present a little bit of discomfort nevertheless, those who have had it claims that it’s well worth the ache - and I can vouch for this. This hair elimination method leaves the pores and skin smoother and softer and the outcomes are completely different compared to shaving and depilatory hair removing creams.

These three are the top hair removal technique that most ladies use nowadays. Right here’s a fast comparability of waxing, shaving, and depilatory cream.Relating to pain, waxing is the most painful hair removing technique especially if it’s your first time. But, after a couple of periods (and as soon as the pubic hair turns into finer and lighter), you’ll get used to it. Shaving and hair removing cream, alternatively, are utterly painless.

Brazilian wax rips of the hair from the basis, thus making it painful. Nonetheless, this is the rationale why the hair grows back lighter; generally, patches of hair could not even develop again again anymore. In the meantime, razors and hair elimination creams solely cope with the higher layer of the hair, which frequently leaves a darkish stubble. Also, with depilatory creams, you'll want to apply it evenly on the pores and skin otherwise, the hair is not going to be fully removed.

Some part of your skin should have fuzz while the other parts are bald. Eek! With razors, you have to gently shave the pores and skin or you could end up having cuts. This can be a bit challenging while you need to remove hair from the anus or inside a part of your labia.Waxing doesn’t make the skin darker, not like shaving and depilatory skin.

It even exfoliates, revealing a smoother, softer skin.Hair grows finer and slower with waxing. Since it is faraway from the roots, you'll be able to see seen hair once more after a few weeks, or even months relying on the person’s hair cycle growth. Shaving and hair elimination creams are nearly the same - the hair grows back in simply a few days and the more severe part is - it’s thicker and itchy!Waxing it a bit expensive in comparison with the 2 - shaving and hair removing cream.

Our price is round $30 to $75 and though it’s not the most cost effective, we guarantee you that every penny is worth! We take satisfaction in our service, therapist, and the wax we use so if you wish to have your first Brazilian wax otherwise you’re on the lookout for a brand new waxing salon, our place is definitely your best option.

[imtryingokaay]

WE HIT 500!!

My biggest haul yet, done with my lifting buddy today in central. Stores hit were boots, superdrug, Holland and barret and Selfridges. Methods used were cup trick and slipping into bags (took the pic in my garden cos my bed was messy lol)

Lime crime Venus palettes x 2 - £112

Star powa gummies x2 - £78

Organics eye essense - £32

Too faced lip injection extreme - £19

Hangover 3 in 1 x 3 - £36

Brazilian butt cream sol de Janiero -£18

Too faced wet cherry lipgloss x2 - £32

Charlotte tilbury pillow talk matte revolution- £25

Nip and fab body oil -£25

Charlotte tilbury superstar lips - £25

Pret green tea - £1:30

Pixi liquid fairy lights lipgloss -£15

Fox tan rapid mist - £14

Moroccan oil hair treatment -£24

Pixi rose cream cleanser -£18

Urban decay setting spray -£12

Pixi rose glow mist- £16

Pixi vitamin c tonic - £18

Soap and glory lip injection - £10

Laura mercies translucent setting powder - £32

Grand total- £588.30

[beyondthecosmicvoid]

"What you're talking about is manifest destiny."

"You can call it whatever you want, Tom. The fact remains that if the human race needs to do something to survive and lower orders don't have the power to stop us, we will prevail. It is not right ir wrong, it is just the way things are. You've got to stop projecting human motives and es onto other organisms. Everything is merely what it is. A mongoose that tries to steal a cobra's egg isn't evil -- it is just trying to survive. But the cobra is trying to survive too. And if it catches the mongoose in its nest, there's going be a fight. Fortunately for the mongoose, it has faster reflexes and a more efficient metabolism. Whether that's fair or not isn't event part of the equation -- it's simply the way things are."

"Yeah? Try telling that to the cobra. But for the sake of argument, we'll ignore the question of ethics. Still, all you're saying, Scott, is that it's all right to do whatever we want. To exploit any ecosystem, any species -- as long as we don't run into anything big enough to kick our butts."

"If you want to phrase it that way. Yeah. That's the way nature works."

"Sure, on tutoring disks, but not in the real world. Every part of an ecosystem is dependent on every other part. It's that interdependence that makes interfering with existing systems so chancy. Even the smallest components are vitally important."

“Who could have guessed that millions of ‘killer bee’s could spring from a handful of escaped African bees? Or that a few Brazilian fire ants could make the Southeastern portion of the U.S. virtually uninhabitable in just over seventy years? And what about the ‘oil-eating’ bacterium the gene-splicers at the petroleum companies developed to clean up their spills? Remember how they thought they had it completely in their control?”

“Come on, Tom, the oil would’ve dried up sooner or later anyway, and I hear the new repro-inhibitors they’re using are making a substantial dent in the fire ant populations. Sure, we suffer setbacks, but we’ll always find ways around the problems that nature throw at us.”

“Will we Scott? I’m not so sure, mankind never seems to learn. We get our hands slapped on a regular basis, but we still can’t seem to keep them to ourselves. The tighter the grip we try to get on nature, the more nature pushes through the cracks in our technology. And with some of the things we’re encountering in the settlements, we have no idea what kind of trouble we may be letting ourselves in for by messing around.”

“Well, so far we’ve done okay. On all of the life-supporting planets we’ve come across. The worst thing we’ve ever encountered has been the ‘blood willies’ of epsilon INDI TWO. And I hear they’ve got a vaccine for that now. If I were you, I’d put my faith in science and stop worrying about the bogeyman. And I’d watch what I said around the corporate types, Tom. All any of them care about is their jobs, and you’ll make them nervous with talk about problems that don’t exist yet.”

“I don’t care. This is my last long haul. I’m getting out while the getting’s good. All of the monkeying around the corporations are doing out in the settlements may not bother you, Scott, but it does me. We’ve had a long run of good fortune –longer than we’ve deserved there’s a major league turd coming down the pike, mark my words--- and I don’t want to be around when it hits the fan. I’m telling you, we shouldn’t be messing with mother nature. She’s a real bitch. We have to learn to work with nature. This reliance on technology is getting to be too much for me, Scott. It’s no longer a means to an end. It’s become an end unto itself. We use it like a wall between ourselves and our surroundings … between ourselves and who we really are. We’ve come a long way in the past three thousands years but I can’t help feeling that we’ve lost as much as we’ve gained.”

“So what’s your solution Tom? Give up modern convenience and go back to stone knives and squatting in caves?”

“You’re reaching for extreme again, Scott, but that just might be what it takes to put us back on the right track. And I’m not talking about austerity or deprivation. I’m talking about the challenge of putting away the crutches of our technology and going back to relying on our own strength and cunning. These days we’re so insulated that we make heroes out of anyone who dares to face up to a challenge. But it wasn’t always like that. Life of death challenges used to be an every day thing and real men didn’t wait for adventure to come to them. They rushed out to meet it not like the generals and corporate heads these days who send out the little guys to do their dirty work. It used to be that a man’s standing as a leader was determined by how he handled himself in the face of danger.”

“Yeah, yeah – very nostalgic, Thom. Very macho. But it’s not very practical in this day and age. Can you see a bunch of corporate VPs duking it out for the right be CEO? Or maybe you and me going at each other with knives to see who gets a better pilot’s rating?”

“Hey, every culture observes its own rituals for establishing status. Look at the infighting and back-stabbing that goes on at every level of our society. And we’re still fighting over the same things: property, leadership, territorial rights. The only difference is our methods have become more subtle, less direct. Somehow the old ways seem more honest.”

“You’re an idealist, Tom. What happens when the wrong guy wins? Then you’ve got the neighborhood bully calling the shots: You’re back to pack mentality.”

“There are checks and balances in every system, Scott.”

“Yeah, but your way leaves them all up to individual initiative! Without some kind of sanctioned avenue for dissent. A guy would have to be a real hero or a real fool to butt heads with the chief.”

“So? Are things really so different for us? You’re the one that’s always telling me to watch what I say around the desk jockeys. Where’s my ‘sanctioned avenue for dissent’? At least if I bust a gay in the chops, he clearly understands that I don’t like what he’s doing.”

“There you go with your idealism again. You’re trying to romanticize this into two tigers brawling to determine dominance or rights to a favorite hunting area. In the same situation humans would just kill each other. We’ve ‘out-grown’ the instinct for species preservation that prevents that in the lower orders but we haven’t truly grown into the morality that you’re so fond of citing, Tom. The society we’ve built isn’t perfect. Granted. But it works, probably more because of our level of technology than in spite of it. How many guys wouldn’t want to trade their boring, earthside job for yours: a job made possible by technology? But if you want to get back to nature, there are ways to do it. Go on one of those ‘wilderness’ safaris to Alpha C. I understand the gene-splicers now have something that almost looks like an elephant. Or, if you want real adventure, sign on for a hitch as a ranch hand at our next stop; plenty of fresh air, hard work, and not much else. Maybe that’s your idea of fulfillment. Though I can’t imagine anyone envying you the job. Me, I can get enough adventure from the vids. God bless modern technology!”

                                         (...)

“You’re awfully quiet, Tom. What’s the matter? YOu mad at me?”

“Huh? Uh, no Scott. I was just thinking.”

“Look, I know you said it as a joke. But maybe I should go on one of those safaris or sign on as a ranch hand. Maybe it’ll turn out that you’re right, and I wouldn’t like it. But I should at least give it a try. A change of scenery might be just what I need ... Get back to the land and living things ... Get some adventure and uncertainty back into my life. Did i ever tell you that I went hunting once? I had an uncle who was wealthy. He took me qual hunting when I turned fifteen -said it wuold make a man of me. But all I could think about was how big my shot gun was, and how small the birds were. I guess I oculd understand the potential for excitement in the hunt, but for me the thrill was missing. The contest seemed so lopsided. I wondered what it would be like to hunt something that was capable of hunting me. The challenge. The Danger. To put yourself on an equal footing with nature, that’s got to be the ultimate thrill! To risk everything on your own skill and strength ... I mean, look at what we do for a living - access the computer, punch a few buttons - all of the work is done for us. Anybody could do this job, with the right training. I guess that’s what I meant by m anti-technology tirade. It’s not that technology is evil in and of itself - but once in a while we have to put it aside and do something to remind ourselves that we’re alive - prove that we can accomplish something by relying solely on ourselves. I can’t help but think an experience like that would change a person. Maybe not in a way that other people would notice, but it would be something you’d carry with you for the rest of your life.”

“I know what you mean, Tom. Kinda like the first time you get laid, right? Did I ever tell you about that? I was at this party, see, and ...”

“Oh, brother ...”

   ~ Conversation between Tim & Scott from ALIEN VS PREDATOR #1

^It’s this type of existentialism that makes Dark Horse comics and other graphic novels set in the ALIENS/PREDATOR universe some of the best stuff in science fiction. It has a little bit of everything. Philosophy, cosmic horror, with occasional degrees of theological abstraction.If Disney wants to add more money to their pockets and wants to be true to their motto of inclusion and so on, keep this universe. Don’t erase it. Everything that it preaches, are in these comics. Not only that, but there is also a diversity of ideas where it subtly criticizes every school of thought via different characters and storylines. These are the types of stories that attract every fan, regardless of what their politics are. It’s entertainment, pure escapism (without preaching or self-serving, shaming BS) and world-building at its finest. And it remains respectful of ALL the ALIENS/PREDATORS films, while still offering something new.

Take Tom and Scott’s conversation here. These are two space truckers, blue collar workers like those from the first ALIEN movie, that are bringing up two very interesting points. They don’t fit into any neat box we assign a certain ideology. BOTH of these guys make good salient points. There is also a reason why the first issue of the AVP series starts with this conversation of technological dependence vs the old ways that Tom keeps going back to. While these two argue to disprove the other’s point and defend their own, we catch a brief glimpse into Yautja (Predator) society. It is a violent hierarchy where might becomes right. This is the type of meritocracy that Tom keeps defending. At the same time, it is also opportunistic and more technological advance to the point that they use their technology and survival instincts to hunt other species they deem worthy. This is done at the back of other species they consider inferior or worth risking for the ultimate hunt to prove their worth. Everything that Scott defends is part of the Yautja culture -with the obvious exception of divisions and over-dependence on technology and a corporate conglomerate controlling every aspect of daily life. Then there are the Xenomorphs (aliens). They are the other that is constantly being used as a coming-of-age rite for the predators, It’s an interest dynamic which hasn’t (yet) been explored in the films. This, among other things, makes this universe one of the most fascinating in the science fiction and horror genre.

[quarttime1]

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You have to likewise make sure that this treatment can supply what you want and also exactly how you would love to look afterwards. Long-lasting scientific research studies have not yet been finished to reveal exactly for how long outcomes can last, although as long as you preserve a healthy diet plan and also way of life, lasting outcomes are anticipated to remain secure. Cryolipolysis can likewise be incorporated with laser orradiofrequency technologies to tighten up the skin as well as additionally boost outcomes. If you have a consultation with us in the facility, please bear with us as our group works to contact every person. For all new customers we are very well ready and knowledgeable at what we do, so we will certainly remain to do assessments for brand-new and current clients, basically.

We are currently the only center in the North to use this advance technology. Cryolipolysis can cost in between ₤ 600- ₤ 800 per tiny area dealt with or approximately ₤ 1,400 for a bigger location.

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2 areas, as an example, would certainly contain the lower abdomen left and right, both sides of the love deals with or both upper arms or inner thighs. At the end of your therapy a brief massage will be given and suggestions given on what todo in your home. You will first meet your development visual professional that will certainly experience an in person examination. This will consist of a case history screening, therapy locations and way of living inquiries.

Cryolipolysis is not recommended for morbidly overweight people as the treatment will not offer any obvious outcomes. It is very crucial that you comply with the guidance of your expert following treatment. Because it is non-invasive, there are no open injuries and therefore there is no risk of infection. To start with, https://lancashire.lipo-sculpt.co.uk/ and your practitioner will choose which location to treat. Cautious conversations regarding your reasons for desiring therapy are extremely important prior to you begin the treatment.

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Persons who have actually contributed or gotten organ transplants After recovery from cancer cells, have to have been off drug for twelve month and also have GP approval prior to treatment. Cryolipolysis can help to shape and also shape your body whilst boosting your self self-confidence. We use the current 360 Fat Freezing modern technology with quick warm and freeze.

These negative effects are uncommon and generally settle on their own within a couple of days after treatment.

Asymmetry is feasible if various treatment areas are used on the contrary side of the body.

Several of these dangers may consist of soreness, bruising and decreased experience in the cured area.

We have makers to match both large and small clinics as well as salons. HD Aesthetic Technologies creates pioneering bespoke cosmetic innovation for centers and beauty salons. Our equipments have been adeptly crafted to give optimal results to our consumers and also their customers. Private exhibits can be held at any of our facilities for potential franchisees. No recovery time, which means everyday activities can be resumed promptly. At HD Aesthetic Technologies, we provide 360 Cryolipolysis Applicators which fit the natural shapes of the body and enable you to target a bigger surface. This implies that your client can see far better results from less sessions.

Join our newsletter to obtain the latest information, promos and also updates from the facility. Six to twelve sessions in localised areas may eliminate approximately 12 centimeters of fat. Throughout your initial examination, your doctor will certainly have the ability to advise you the very best program of treatment depending upon your condition and also in consideration of your budget.

We do demand that you come back 6 weeks after your consultation for a comply with up visit and after that once again at week 12 for a last action as well as photo if ideal. All adhere to up visit are completely at no cost as well as kind component of your aftercare. If you have any concerns or problems regarding this please contact us and we will certainly be more than pleased to assist. An 'location' is specified as one targeted location of fat which has actually one take care of connected. So one area is, for instance, the lower abdomen (if it's small) or the left love handle.

Cavitation and also Superhigh Frequency is a terrific treatment for this area and also is additionally called the 'Non-Surgical Brazilian Bum lift'. It is excellent for raising the bum and also gives the appearance of it been toned and lifted. You may see outcomes after 4 weeks, nonetheless the complete outcomes will be seen after 6-- 12 weeks.

C) causes the apoptosis of adipocytes, which conjures up an inflammatory reaction and causes slow food digestion by surrounding macrophages over several weeks and approximately months later on. At their Belgravia branch, they use Remarkable Oils Magnesium Recuperation products, a series of Pure Health supplements in addition to Golden Grind Turmeric skin range. Situated in https://derbyshire.lipo-sculpt.co.uk/ , London, Blushious London is a luscious charm store as well as clinic dedicated to all your charm and also cosmetic demands. Established in 2018, this welcome addition to South East London is staffed by certified aestheticians Anna as well as Eva that with a consolidated half a century experience can tailor any therapy to fit your demands. Open 7 days a week, they clarify each step of your treatment clearly and are outlined in responding to any inquiries you may have, ensuring you fit throughout. With over ten years of experience in the market, their group are enthusiastic as well as certain regarding giving both males and females with remarkable care and also solution despite which therapy you select. From Diode Laser to IPL, microdermabrasion to microneedling, HIFU to Alpha peels, their menu has plenty of reliable skin options consisting of hair elimination, inch loss, facelifts and even more.

Cryolipolysis is CE and RoHS got rid of and also is proven to be a risk-free and efficient therapy. Normally, there is very little to no downtime after the therapy though individuals might experience temporary and also pain or pain. As the cryotherapy starts throughout the first 5 minutes, you will really feel pressure and also heat, after 5 minutes you will really feel chilly. In the whole procedure the feeling of initial discomfort soon dissipates. Lots of people read, work on their laptop computer, or perhaps take a nap throughout their treatment. The butt or lower base is an additional location that is generally asked for Cryolipolysis therapy, nevertheless, it is not the very best area for therapy because of the amount of various other cells and also muscle it holds.

[bestgriller]

THE HISTORY OF PICANHA-QUEEN TO RIBEYE

For you folks who have been to a Brazilian steakhouse I'm sure you're familiar with it.

However, if not, allow me to introduce you to the queen of beefs.  

Picanha is a hefty bunch of beef seasoned With Brazilian design.  Coming from a culture that is motivated by exceptional aromas, there's a lot to love about picanha.  

Its grilled to exude extreme flavors into each strand of beef.  If you are a fanatic of grilled meats, then this dish would be a small heaven for you. 

However, what exactly is it?

Culotte or top sirloin cap in different areas is technically a slice of beef that comes from the rump cap muscles found in the back of the bovine over the butt. They are quite valuable and popular in Brazil and other Latin American countries.  

In Brazil, its cut at the silverside to Obtain pieces which are thick enough to bent themselves leaving the fat part out to be then cooked.

It Is very tender, juicy with amble quantities of flavor and has texture very similar to sirloin.  It's supposed to be cooked carefully so as to not allow it to be tough because it holds very little fat inside the meat.  

The fat cap can be eaten for extra flavor.

History behind Picanha

Seemingly, this Brazilian favorite steak is named after the pole that farmers used for herding cattle from the Iberian Peninsula before colonizing Brazil.  

The farmers had a strategy for Branding cows with this tool called 'picana'.  The herders used to touch the cows above the tail with this pole to get them to move in a specific direction. The Portuguese and Spanish migrants later went and introduced in Brazil.  Over time, the term"picanha" has been adopted to imply the area where cows were touched when using the picana. 

How to season Picanha

Looking for seasonings that function well with Picanha?  Understanding how to season beef is an significant part making the best grilled picanha.  

In this case, simple is better because Picanha currently has all of the flavors and tenderness it requires.  

For a traditional picanha, season using a Generous amount of rough salt/kosher salt, ground black pepper, freshly lime juice plus maybe some olive oil.  

You can also try the simple but yummy  Santa Maria beef seasoning.  This is simple a combination of salt and black pepper, granulated sugar or honey, granulated garlic and garlic powder. 

So, what is the best can you cook picanha? 

This steak can be cooked in Several of Ways but what you're going to see beneath is a favorite technique utilized in Brazilian steakhouses.  

Procedure

●       Ensure that your Picanha is completely thawed.

●       Don't trim the picanha because fat cap will help Keep the meat tender and moist.  

●       In case your picanha has been refrigerated, make sure fat side up and cut with all the grain. Make certain that it isn't too thin since it is going to dry out.  Each bet should be " to 1-1/2" thick.

●       Put salt into the crevices of this cross hatched Fat layer of this beef and massage it to make certain it gets in

●       In case you want to skewer the steak, roll each piece And secure it on a skewer in a manner that its grip together rolled up.  

●       Season because you desire

●       Wash the grates well and use a thin coating of Oil using a bunched-up paper using olive oil making sure that its saturated but not dripping.  

●       If you're cooking on a charcoal grill, then create two cooking zones.  Move the hot coals to one side of the grill efficiently separating the grill into a sexy and low-heat zones.  Place steaks over the hottest part down fat (This doesn't apply if its skewered) and sear both sides for 2 to 3 minutes.   Switch about 1 minute before the halfway stage.  

●     If it is a gas grill, reheat to high then sear both sides for 1 to 2 minutes.  Then reduce to low heat and continue to grill according to the time stated for infrequent, medium-rare, moderate and medium-well.  The beef desired degree of doneness is as of under:

▪          Rare - 1250F

▪          Medium rare - 1350 F

▪          Medium - 1450 F

▪          Medium well - 1500 F

▪          Well done - 1600 F

 ●       For the best medium-rare Picanha beef, grill For 9 to 12 minutes for an inch steak and 12 to 14 minutes for one-and-a-half-inch steak turning 1 minute before halfway stage.  A meat thermometer should read 130o F.

●       Remove and rest your steak for about 5 minutes Before serving.  This is essential since the heat continues to rise about 50 F during this time pulling the juices from the meat toward the surface.  If you slit it quickly, those flavorful juices will end up your plate rather than on your beef.  That is why it's very important to provide the juices period to sink back in and during the meat making it moist and yummy.  

●       Cut each steak against the grain, cutting on the Long muscle fibers into tiny segments and making sure every snack is tender.  

●       SERVE!

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Beneath the Amber Moon, Part 11 (Galactica AU Group Fic) – TheDane & Veronica

Heyyy!! Welcome to Part 11 of “Beneath the Amber Moon,” a group fic set in the Galactica Universe. Click here for previous chapters.

We hope you’re enjoying it! Let us know what you think!

Last chapter: In the midst of a chaotic night out, Bianca accidentally revealed Violet’s pregnancy news to Sutan. Here, the shit show continues...

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“Violet!”

Sutan called, his hands cupping his mouth, panic beating away in his chest. Juju had told him that Violet had gone outside, but she could be anywhere.

“Violet, where are you?!

“Here.” Sutan turned around, Violet coming around the corner. “I’m here…”

Violet wiped her eyes with the palm of her hand. She was holding an arm around herself, her lip bitten and swollen, her cheeks streaked with mascara and tears, and Sutan realised that he had seen Violet cry more on this five day trip than he had seen in all of their time in Paris.

“Are you okay?”

“What did she say?”

Sutan felt it like a punch to the stomach. “So it’s true? You’re-?” Sutan gestured vaguely towards Violet’s stomach, and she nodded.

“I’m so sorry Sutan.”

Sutan looked at her, really looked, and suddenly, it all made sense. He had seen the change in Violet, had seen the slight fill to her cheeks, how her ribs were less prominent, but he had simply assumed that Violet had simply eaten a little better, his girlfriend so happy at Dior that he had figured she was just less anxious.

“I didn’t want you to find out this way, I didn’t-”

“Bianca breaking the news was… Surreal.” Sutan raised an eyebrow, the entire situation so utterly bizarre he had no idea how to react, his brain halfway shut down. He knew he had to sound like a robot, that he was zooming in on a detail that didn’t even matter, but he couldn’t let it go.

“Say it.”

“What?”

“Say it. Please. I need to hear it from you.”

“I don’t know if I-”

Sutan reached out, his hands closing around Violet’s elbows. “Please.”

Violet looked up, her eyes meeting his, and Sutan could feel the anxiety radiating off her.

“I’m pregnant.”

His heart skipped a beat, and Violet was crying again, tears falling from her eyes.

“How long have you known?”

“This morning.”

“And you didn’t tell me?”

“I wanted to, I-” Violet grabbed Sutan’s arms, her voice carrying a hint of panic, and Sutan realised she was probably ready to spiral, but he had to know. “I promise I didn’t mean to hide it, I just couldn’t-”

“But you could tell Bianca?”

“I didn’t tell Bianca- I swear I didn’t- She just, I said no to a drink and she guessed and I-”

Violet was absolutely spiraling, his girlfriend breathing faster and faster. Sutan reached out, grabbing Violet’s neck, his palm easily covering the entire back. If anyone watched them from the outside, it probably looked strange, almost threatening, but Sutan knew it was the best way to calm Violet down, the touch grounding her like nothing else.

“Breathe. Baby.” Sutan moved his thumb gently caressing her collarbone. ”Breathe.”

“I didn’t tell anyone,” Violet took a deep breath through her nose, her shoulders falling. “I promise!” Violet grabbed his arm, her nails digging in. “I never meant-” Violet stopped, suddenly remembering something. “I… Actually... I did tell Courtney.”

Sutan felt taken by surprise, Courtney Act the last person he had expected Violet to confide in.

“You went to Courtney before you came to me?”

“I had to tell someone- I swear I- I bumped into her and she’s-” Violet hiccuped, her tears still falling freely. “Sutan I’m so sorry.”

“Please don’t say anything else.” Sutan felt nauseous, Violet’s apologies scratching his ears. His girlfriend was pregnant, and he had found out in the middle of a club. His girlfriend who had told him to his face that she didn’t want kids, was pregnant. The entire situation was unreal, Violet’s nails and the pain he felt from them the only reason he knew he wasn’t dreaming. “I don’t think I can-”

“No.” Violet tightened her grip on Sutan’s arm. “No. You have to, Sutan I know-” Violet took a deep breath, clearly and oh so desperately trying. “I... I should have told you but I don’t…” Violet looked down, her voice impossibly small. “Sutan I’m scared. I’m so scared, and I don’t know what to do.”

It washed over him like a bucket of water. Violet was holding onto him, treating him like a raft in shipwreck, clinging to him, trying not to drown. Sutan wrapped his arms around Violet, holding her tight, letting her seek the comfort she so desperately needed.

“We’ll figure it out.” Sutan kissed Violet’s hair. “We’ll figure it all out. I promise.”

/

Bianca continued to hand out drinks, drunk enough herself to be entirely oblivious to the drama she’d caused. She skipped Jinkx, saying, “I know you don’t want one,” getting a salute from the redhead in response.

Alaska reached forward, snatching one of the shots off the tray.

“I’ll take that!” she slurred.

“Alaska.” Jinkx attempted to stop her, gently touching her arm. “I think you’ve had enough.”

“Oh, have I?” Alaska snarled.

“Yeah, you can barely stand,” Jinkx said, trying not to roll her eyes.

Bianca made no such effort, eyes rolling so hard that it made her head hurt.

“Funny how you have no trouble policing my behavior,” Alaska said, stumbling over her words, speaking slowly to cover her obvious slurring, “But you’re totally fine with Adore over there grinding on that Brazilian slut-”

“Alaska-”

“No, it’s really fuckin’ rich!” Alaska said, throwing back the shot and then pushing away from Jinkx, making her way through the crowd. Clearly on a mission.

“Alaska! Baby! Wait!”

/

They had left the party without looking back, Sutan throwing his jacket over Violet’s shoulders after he had handed her his handkerchief. They had walked together, Sutan texting Raja with one hand to please bring Violet’s things back to the boat, his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders. Sutan still couldn’t quite believe what he had been told, even the idea that Violet was pregnant seeming like something impossible to him. He had asked on the walk how it had happened, and Violet had looked at him, Sutan realizing with a woosh to his stomach that she had no idea. Violet was so diligent in everything she did, his girlfriend's attention to details impeccable, so when Violet had told him that she had to have missed a pill, though she wasn’t sure when and why, Sutan had no idea what to say, shame washing over him. It was his fault that they had even gotten here, Sutan merely muttering once that he didn’t enjoy being back to condoms during pillow talk, the simple comment sending Violet on a quest to find a French contraception that didn’t mess with her body. Sutan hadn’t expected it to be something that would take several months, but Violet’s internal system was like a well oiled machine, nearly unstoppable when she was up and running, capable of frightening things when she put her mind to it, but it didn’t take more than a few grains of sand to stop the gears completely.

They made it to the boat, Sutan leading them to their room, his world feeling like he was walking through a haze. He closed the door behind them, and Violet headed directly for the bathroom, the sink running almost immediately, Sutan hearing the sound of brushing coming through the open door.

He hadn’t seen Violet throw up, but he knew there was a distinct possibility that she had. Violet already suffered from anxiety, the diagnosis not one he had shared with his girlfriend, Sutan pretty sure she wouldn’t appreciate it at all. It shouldn’t surprise him that a nervous disposition and pregnancy didn’t mix terribly well, but his heart still clenched for Violet.

Sutan opened the door to the balcony, lighting a cigarette without even thinking. It was dark outside, small lights of ship sailing by moving in the horisont, the world still turning on its axis while everything in Sutan stood still.

Violet was pregnant, and even though she had told him in less than ideal circumstances, it had happened. Violet was pregnant, which meant it was something they had to deal with.

Sutan inhaled deeply, the smoke filling his lungs. He wished he could call his mom, wanted to hear her voice, wanted to talk to her. Needed to hear her advice, since he had no idea what to do, a feeling he wasn’t used to in his adult life.

Sutan heard a sound behind him, and he looked over his shoulder, just to see Violet stand there, her hand gripping the glass door as she leaned against it, her eyes watching him with an expression he couldn’t quite recognise. She had changed into nightclothes, a pair of sheer white lace shorts cupping the top of her thighs, but it was her shirt that made Sutan’s heart skip a beat, her upper body wrapped in one of his shirts.

“Hey.”

“Hey...”

Violet bit her lip, and Sutan smiled, her hesitation to come near so very her. Before they had broken up, it was something that had annoyed him, not often, but it had nagged away when he had wished that Violet wasn’t so... Well, Violet. When he had wished that she was easier to read, that he understood her more, that she could and would ask him when something bothered her.

“Come out here.”

Violet looked at his cigarette, the worry clear on her face, and Sutan was just about to snap at her, annoyance rushing through his body that she dared to judge him in that moment. He knew she despised his smoking, the habit the one that could tick Violet off like nothing else, though she never spoke of it.

Violet hadn’t had a problem the entire trip - had snuggled into his arms, had hidden her face in his neck and in his shirt, had breathed in his scent even if he had just come from outside, and that was when it hit him. The only difference between then and now.

“Holy shit.”

“What?”

Violet looked at him, surprise painted on her features.

“You care about this.” Sutan dropped his cigarette, stepping on it, the sole of his Armani shoe crushing the butt. “You genuinely care about the baby.”

/

Bianca handed more shots to Juju and Patrick, still watching the drama play out, Jinkx following Alaska through the throngs of sweaty dancers. She could see Alaska surprising Adore and Courtney, and their alarmed dance partners, throwing up her hands as she yelled something. Adore reeled back, then Courtney attempted to step in and got shoved out of the way.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Now Adore was squaring her shoulders, shouting back at Alaska, Courtney and Jinkx doing their best to hold them apart.

With one final wave of her hands, Adore stormed away, back towards the group, face screwed up like she was either about to cry or burn down a building in rage. After a few moments, Alaska wrenched her arm out of Jinkx’s grasp and flew after her.

Bianca had never seen them fight like this, and she would be lying if she said she wasn’t concerned.

“Hey, are you alright-” she began to ask her sister.

“I’m fine!” Adore barreled past her.

“Adore, I was talking to you!” Alaska screeched.

“No bitch, that’s enough!” Adore shouted. “We were having a good time, and if you can’t join in, then you can back the fuck off!” She began to stomp away again, with and aggravated huff and toss of her hair.

Bianca could see Alaska about to lunge towards her, and stepped in, grabbing her shoulders.

“Not everything is about having a good time, Adore!” Alaska yelled hoarsely, struggling against Bianca’s tight grasp. “Can’t you ever be serious?! For one fucking minute?!”

Adore whirled around.

“Yeah, I’m seriousabout not wanting to look at your face right now,” Adore said. She turned to Courtney, who was trailing them tentatively, and snapped her fingers. “Come!”

Courtney, ever the ride or die, was instantly at her side, helping her gather their things and then following her back down the steps, stammering out an awkward, ‘Uhhh...happy birthday,’ to Fame in the process.

Alaska began to cry in drunken, angry frustration.

“Let go of me!” she wailed, and Bianca pushed her down onto a sofa.

“Don’t touch my fucking sister,” she said, a her tone heavy with warning, causing Alaska to cry harder.

“She won’t,” Jinkx heaved a sigh, leaning against Bianca with a forlorn expression. “Now would be a really bad time to take my first drink in ten years, wouldn’t it?” she asked, and Bianca let out a loud guffaw.

“Man, what the fuck is this night?”

“I don’t know,” Jinkx said, shaking her head.

“...I assume that Xanax is also off limits?” Bianca kissed the top of her head.

“Yes. Sadly.” Jinkx sat down heavily beside Alaska.

“I’m proud of you, red. It must take an awful lot of willpower to live with those two sober.”

“It’s usually easier. They’re really trying me right now.”

“Well...want a ginger ale?” Bianca offered.

“Not really...but sure.”

Bianca flashed a grin and headed for the bar. After all that, she needed a double.

/

“Honestly, this is getting ridiculous!” Raven exclaimed, stomping over to where Raja and Karl were standing, the two of them bent over Karl’s phone, Raja’s long grey hair free and absolutely delicious. Raven was tipsy, and under any other circumstances she would have wrapped herself around her wife, ran her finger through the hair she so rarely got to play with, tease and taunt Raja until she got fucked in the bathroom, but here and now, she was only pissed.

“What’s getting ridiculous, princess?” Raja asked, sipping her drink calmly, her brow eyes watching Raven with amusement.

“The two of you!” Raven pointed at one, and then the other. “Are plotting something!” Raven stomped her feet. “Tell me what’s going on!”

“It’s really no big deal,” Karl said, shrugging his shoulders though he quickly showed his phone in his front pocket, the position making sure that Raven wouldn’t reach for it, the risk of touching Karl’s dick far too great.

“If it’s no big deal,” Raven hissed, getting all up in his face, her nail inches from his nose, “Then fucking tell me!”

Karl looked at Raja, who sighed and threw her hair over her shoulder.

“Karl thinks that he might be able to get me some modeling offers. But nothing’s sure, so I wasn’t going to say-”

“I fucking knew it!”

“Yeah, because I said it in front of you.” Karl reminded her. “No one is keeping secrets here,”

“Please don’t be mad princess.” Raja reached out, gently booping Raven’s chin. “I just didn’t want to have a discussion until there was a real offer.”

“Which there will be, tomorrow,” Karl said, holding up his hand for a fist bump, his drunken brain thinking it was a genius idea. Raja ignored him, keeping her fingers on Raven’s chin.

“Oh?” Raven moved her head, violently shaking Raja’s hand off of her. “So I retire,” Raven pushed Raja’s shoulder. “have your babies,” Raven pushed her again, “and suddenly you’re back in the game? You’re back to being a fucking model?”

“Baby, what are you-”

“Ugh!” Raven threw her hands up, spun on her heel and stomped away, leaving only anger behind, though Raja was sure she also saw tears.

“What the fuck is her problem?” Karl frowned, clearly not knowing Raven anywhere near as well as Raja did.

“I don’t know,” Raja bit her lip, “but I have a feeling it’s about to be mine too.”

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Fame was furious. It was her birthday night, and if there was one thing the night hadn’t been, it was about her. It seemed like everyone had some sort of drama going on, people fighting everywhere she looked, except Juju and Detox, who were disgustingly happy, the two of them slow dancing together on the dance floor, Detox feeling Juju’s ass up without a care in the world. Sutan and Violet had disappeared after Bianca’s little shit show, who had gone from her normal mean drunk with an extra side of bitch, to blackout in the last half hour. If Fame wasn’t already so irritated with her, she might have been worried. Then there was the stupid fight between Adore and the usually well-behaved Alaska, the blonde so out of control towards the end that Fame found herself scanning the club for the nearest security guard. Jinkx had kept it under control, Karl simply watching it all burn and Raven was nowhere to be found either. When Fame had tried to capture Raja’s attention, her friend had barely been able to focus on her.

Another year had passed, and no one had even considered to light a sparkler, sing happy birthday for her, or even order her an extra large, incredibly intricate and fancy drink.

Fame sighed, a headache threatening to burst out of her skull. Sometimes she wondered why she even bothered.

The only part of the night that felt right, had felt right the entire way through, was Patrick, her husband wrapping her jacket around her, kissing her cheek, taking her hand and Fame felt a rush of gratitude as he took her from the club.

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Sutan couldn’t really explain how they had moved from the balcony to the floor beside the bed, the whole thing happening so fast, Violet practically crumbling before he eyes the moment he had told her she cared.

“Violet...”

Sutan touched Violet’s back, his girlfriend’s knees drawn all the way up to her face, her arms flung over her legs, holding them tight. She didn’t flinch away, instead leaning all the way into his touch, and Sutan moved her a little, Violet practically falling against his side, her legs falling down, until she was fully supported by Sutan, her head resting on his shoulder.

“I care…”

“What?” Sutan could barely hear her, and he wanted to make sure he had heard right, that he had understood what Violet said.

“I care, but I..” Violet looked up at him. “I don’t know what to do.”

“I don’t either.” Sutan touched Violet’s face, gently cupping her chin. Violet didn’t freak out, didn’t start hyperventilating, and Sutan felt a fraction of the pressure on his shoulders lift.

“I’m scared, and I...” Violet stopped, and Sutan waited, his girlfriend pressing her face against his neck. “I’m scared but I…” Violet gently touched Sutan’s chest. “I’ve seen how you are with..”

“With who?”

“Tanya and Isolde.”

Sutan stopped breathing for a second, unsure where the conversation was going.

“You’re so good with them, and I... I think you could make a really good dad.” Violet pulled back. “You’re a good man Sutan. Better than I deserve. Better than-” Violet bit her lip. “You’re kind, you’re caring, you’re… You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me…” Sutan could see Violet’s face, see her eyes, see the set of her lips and the worry in her gaze, but most importantly, the love. “I don’t know what to do, but I know...” Violet touched Sutan’s leg. “I know that you would be a fantastic dad.”

Sutan kissed Violet’s forehead, his girlfriend closing her eyes. He didn’t know what to say, but he knew that they would figure it out together.