#if i focus on the positives and nice things i dont have to dwell on the negative right? i am just kidding i will probably have a cry about

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my trip to visit my brother and his family was so nice :3c even if the toddlers tired me out at times and i needed alone time from them (a small joke cause when one was particularly tantrumy we would give him alone time with his maternal grandpa).

Played a lot of paper mario and watched both my siblings play it too and got to see my niece and nephew experience new things 🥰

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HC: Seeing Them Shirtless for the First Time | JJK

Should I be getting ready for work? Yes, yes I should be 💀

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Music Genre: Rock | JJK

Characters: Gojo, Itadori, Megumi 

Warnings: cursing, suggestive content

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The first time you saw Gojo shirtless was during your first time being intimate with him.

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Gojo was just-perfect. You honestly couldn’t describe him any other way...yeah, he could sometimes be a pain in your ass with his boyish antics, but that somehow adds to that special charm he possesses. Even now, with his hands pinning yours above your head, lips molding into yours in a lustful heat, he was smiling as if he was having the time of his life. Gojo moved down from your lips, finally allowing you a second to breathe, instantly finding a spot on your neck, sucking and licking the skin as if his life depended on it. The sensation was overriding your system, your throat desperately trying to release a groan from the overwhelming sensation, intense heat traveling through your core. You felt him find the spot you were most sensitive in, that held back groan finally being stolen from your swollen lips. Embarrassment burst into your stomach, your knuckles tightening as you shifted to to the side, desperately trying to hide your face from making such a lewd reaction.

You felt Gojo chuckle against your skin, the vibration sending a shock wave throughout your spine and limbs. “Ah, Cmon doll, don’t be so shy,” he cooed, a devilish smirk encasing his features, “I like it when you make those little sounds for me.........and only me, right?” It was a taunt, a trap, and he knew it-if Gojo Satoru was anything, he was always confident in his abilities. And his ability to completely be able to control you, to keep you by his side, was no exception. Any other day, when you were thinking clearly you would Probabaly retort back with a back handed quip that would make him chuckle. But right now, with your head buzzing with adrenaline and only the thought of the way his skin felt against yours, his kisses burning into your flesh and the pulsating heat in your core...you just wanted him.

“Only you,” you whispered, voice wavering with nerves and adrenaline as your digits found the edge of his shirt, craving for more of his skin against yours. Gojo chuckled again, the sound warm and rich like molasses. Yet, his hand since again were on top of yours, now halting you in your pursuit of undressing him. “You really wanna do this doll? I’m not against it, not at all, but you dont have to-“

“I want to,” you interjected, face flushed with desperation, eyes wide with lust, “I want to so badly Gojo...I want you.” Gojo’s chest tightened at the words, a feral need exploding in his chest-god, the times he dreamed of this day and it’s finally happening...you were just too adorable, your hair tosseled from the heated make out sessions, lips puffy and skin so warm, your eyes practically begging him to devour you. How could he deny you that luxury, especially since you wanted it so much? He leaned in to your lips, digits tracing your skin in designs only he could imagine. He pulled away, mere centimeters from your skin. “You sure little one?” He asked again, using the nickname he gave you that always made you roll your eyes with a smile. It did just the trick, making you giggle at the name as you looked to the side-“I’ve always been ready, ya know.”

“Oh really?” He teased, that delicious smirk gracing his features. He leaned away from you, sitting up in the bed. “Well, I’m not too sure about that....” His digits wrapped around the hem of his shirt near his neck, pulling the fabric over his head and tossing it to the corner of his room. Gojo shook his hair out slightly, making the tendrils look even more chaotic than before. You felt your chest tighten by the sight of Gojo shirtless....you had imagined many times before, but seeing the real thing was way different, and way better. Gojo was built as perfectly as his personality, each muscle taught and visible in his abdomen and arms, the veins in his hand even more noticeable in the lighting. You gulped, staring at the way his sweatpants accentuated the dips of his hips, following down to the waist band of his boxers peaking out from his sweats.

Gojo noticed every gesture you made, loving how you drank in his form as he hovered over you. “Why don’t you take a picture-itll last longer,” he said as he leaned into your ear, earning a playful eye roll form you. He chuckled at your reaction, leaning back into your body, hands trailing the side of your waist. “Well if you’re not gonna take a picture....I don’t think it’s very fair that I’m the only one shirtless here....” your felt his digits find the hem of your shirt, teasingly tracing your skin under from underneath..

“So how about we change that, hm?”

The first time you saw Itadori shirtless it was by pure chance- He just cant seem to remember to bring a spare tshirt into the bathroom when he showers.

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Yuuji cant seem to understand why your so flustered- he is so adorable and innocently oblivious its almost painful. Especially when he comes out of the bathroom from a shower, cotton candy pink hair still dripping with water droplets, slick adomen in full view, the “V” of his hip bones partially exposed from the band of his sweatpants. You just wanted to have a chill movie night with your boyfriend-but how can you think about choosing between a horror or a comedy when you have that in front of you? You gulp down a ball of saliva as Itadori casually talked about the different options of films, rummaging through his drawers for a clean shirt as if this was all a normal event-which it was not. Your eyes were glued onto him, drinking in every deifned dip and curve and trying to hold yourself back from thinking about...other ways this cozy date could end up....

But Yuuji knows you like the back of his hand....he knows when something is wrong with you, and you most deinfitely are not your self right now. He instantly begins to ask you questions, voice softly laced with worry. You reassure him your fine, really, but Itadori knows you way too well. He gently raises your chin with his pointer and middle finger, forcing you to look into his eyes. Your breathe gets hitched in your throat, brain suddenly and unbelievebaly clouded from being so so close to him, now knowing that the boyfriend you love so dearly looks like a damn god under his clothing making your heart ram against your chest. His voice was comforting and warm, eyes scanning your face for any sign of sadness or even maybe sickness. 

“Whats on your mind?” he asks gently, trying to coax a response out of you so he can put his worries at ease....until he hears the words “your abs”, blurt out of your mouth at warp speed, your tone dazed and then immediately embarrassed, horror on your face for saying soemthing so honest. He blinks a few times, clearly not expecting that to come from you....but he would be lying if he didnt say he enjoyed it once it set in. A warm chuckle tumbles out of Itadori, that bright boyish grin plastered on his face. He really didnt mean to make you so flustered,..but he’s not complaining

The first time you saw Megumi shirtless was by force-he just hates being taken care of when he’s hurt.

Crimson red clumped against Megumi’s face, sticky and smeared glimpses of his pale skin glowing under the moonlight. His hair was matted down to his face from the slashes oozing out of his head, suit was slashed to bits, his ribs were killing him, and he had a limp on his left leg...but he was fine-honestly. Or that’s what he was trying to tell you...but you wouldn’t listen to a single second of the bull crap he was trying feed you. He was conflicted with emotions-on one hand, it almost annoyed him how utterly selfless you could be for him. It was 1am, the moon on its highest peak in the sky, and you were willing to play nurse for him....but on the other, it warmed him up inside that you did care so much. If he would allow himself to dwell on that emotion, he would admit-that it was .... nice....to have someone take care of him for once. He was used to bandaging each wound on his own, cleaning and disinfecting the soon to be battle scars, hissing to the walls at the pain it caused him. But with you there, you were soft, so gentle with him. Your touch was like a second adrenaline rush for him-you had yourself cradled in his lap, the skin of your thighs barely crazing his tattered uniform. Hands gently positioning his hair, pushing the wispy jet black strands away from the wounds.

“I can do this on my own,” he retorted quietly, his voice a few octaves lower from fatigue. “I bet you could..” you completely ignored him, continuing to busy yourself with closing a scrape on his skin with butterfly bandages. “-but why would I let you?” Megumi felt his breath hitch, taking a sharp breath in....any type of annoyance he felt with you being so god damn persistent instantly left his body, the only thing he can focus on was how much he loved your selfless nature-even if it could be annoying at times. But the instant he took in that deep breath, he felt a deep, guttural pain in his side, making him groan before he could stop it from spilling out of his mouth. That soft gaze you had turned to worry, your hands wrapping around his face, thumbs running smooth circles on his pale skin. “Your hurt....we’re going to need to-“

“N-no, I-“Megumi stuttered out, obviously flustered by the prospect of you seeing him so bare. “I-I’m fine. I can do this on my-“ his voice was stern and cold, yet the wavering tone made any attempt of sounding firm go invalid. You gave him a small smile, your fingers still running circles against his skin, making him look at you with nervous eyes. “Megumi, you are not fine,” you stated calmly, with eyes that simply said the opposite-you were genuinely worried for him. “please...you could have broken a rib, or done soemthing to cause a lot of damage...please, Megumi, I don’t want you to be in pain anymore.” You were asking him, pleading with him, and it broke Megumi in his core-he just couldn’t stand to see you look that scared for him of all people. Megumi sighed, eyes drifting down to the floor in hopes you couldn’t see his embarrassment as he gave in to you.

You helped Megumi shuffle out of his uniform, opting to cut it with some scissors halfway (as it was tattered to shreds already). Both of you were quite nervous...in your relationship, you had never down anything that would warrant for you to see each other’s body’s. So you being able to see him without a shirt felt like a huge step, even if it wasn’t such a big deal to an outsider. Once the fabric was finally off, you both sat in silence, your minds reeling. You knew Megumi was fit, but seeing exactly how much that work paid off brought heat flooding your body, your eyes focused on the way his breath contracted and relaxed his muscles, the moonlight catching the divots of his lower abdomen deliciously. Pale white Scars littered his skin from training, making his body even more mysterious to look at. Each scar was a story, some sort of battle, a lesson he had to learn...you wanted to learn about each and every one. Your hand felt drawn to them, digits slowly checking for signs of bruising, purposefully tracing those scars in order to burn them to memory. Fushigori was practically panicking, desperately trying to keep his heartrate lowered, the cool night air biting at his heated skin as your digits traced against his sides. You were only trying to detect the spots that could be damaged on his abdomen...but damn was it firing something inside him. He was feeling more comfortable like this, just relishing the feeling of your skin on his.

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Questions about mbti and enneagram

1. Could these thinkings be related to 4 sx? Since I find them the best examples to assume myself as 4 sx.

>>>> I think I have a tendency to lack common sense and how reality “actually” works unlike most people. But I think that’s what makes me “different” from others. <- I’m afraid this is just being an intuitive type with poor sensory skills. NPs struggle with this a lot, and often NFJs, but INTJs don’t because of Te. That grounds them in reality and gives them an awareness of what’s possible. BUT they still lack sensory perception awareness (eg, putting my foot on the heater would feel nice, not burn me, but I forgot that damn thing is super hot!). All intuitives to some degree feel like aliens in the world, because... there are less of us than of sensors. And what sensors care about and focus on, we don’t.

>>>Tho I sometimes feel lonely because of it, but I love & admit it since it makes me to crave unique ideas and identity, ideals, partner etc. <- This is pretty much just being a human being. Everyone wants those things.

2. What’s your ideas on protagonists and antagonists of each enneagram types? <- I can’t do “villain/antagonists” off the top of my head, but Captain America is a 1, Helen Magus is a 2, P.T. Barnum is a 3, Anne Shirley is a 4, Benjamin Gates is a 5, Black Widow is a 6, Scott Lang is a 7, Marko Rameus is an 8, and Harry Potter is a 9.

3. I have heard that intuition is “knowing something accurately without proof”. But I think intuition can’t operate without any information. Since “knowing” something without a piece knowledge about it sounds more likely to “superpower”. Can you explain about intuition more deeply if u dont mind?

Intuition fills in the pieces. Like the day I started wondering where the stereotype of the “evil housekeeper” came from, since it’s a repeated trope, and theorized that it comes from a distrust of unmarried woman (because culturally that is “abnormal” and people vilify what they fear), and assumed that’s where it came from, but then started doing research about why that might be / the motivations behind it, and discovered a bunch of external evidence to support my theory that male-driven society has always feared strong, independent women, and that was a major driving force behind the witch hunts – they weren’t born of superstition, but opportunism and financial gain, often to strip wealthy women of their power and property. It was an intellectual curiosity that led to me forming independent theories to fill in the holes of what I didn’t know, and then going on to find evidence to support and/or debunk it, but I ASSUMED and that assumption led me to explore.

4. Can 7w6s be anxious like 6w7s do?  I know they crave fun before safety, but I have seen some of 7w6s finding common grounds with people and comfort zones in order to be safe.

7w6s have a lot of 6, so yes, they are often anxious, reactive, hyper people, but they possess a lot more natural self-trust than 6 cores do and are more prone to re-conning their mistakes into “learning experiences,” and focusing more on the positives than the negatives, as optimistic types. 6w7s have to work toward optimism out of pessimism, 7w6s have to work out of ignoring problems into admitting they exist. The two types are pulling in opposite directions, so there’s a lot of back and forth between them – lots of highs and lows and mental chaos because 7 is frantic to avoid negative thoughts and commitment, and 6 wants to dwell in them.

5. How do you differentiate between SF and NF? Since they look pretty similar on the surafce due to their people-oriented nature, I am curious.

SFs focus on what can be done here and now, NFs focus on what the future holds and what they anticipate this person will be like. SFs are way more likely to have an accurate view of someone, because they are dealing with who they are today, whereas NFs can get lost in dreaming about them or seeing a better version of them. SFs don’t dig deep enough and their future predictions tend to be pessimistic; NFs aren’t realistic enough and their predictions tend to be idealistic.

6. Can you tell me your ideas about the traits that ENXX types share? I know their functional stacks are different, but I think that they still can have similarities too.

Ambitious, driven, enthusiastic, and forward-focused. Can be work-driven or impulsive. Otherwise, there’s a lot of difference between an ENFJ and an ENFP, and an ENTJ and an ENTP. :)

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Edser / SCK asks Ep 30 and 31 Fragman

Asks below the cut. 

Anonymous said: Thoughts on the second trailer for epi 31

My thoughts on the fragman are complicated. Here’s the thing, this show is my happy place and I want my-- and everyone else who reads what I have to say-- experience to be positive. 

So I’m going to say this once and then not dwell. (This means don’t send me a bunch of negative, venting asks, I won’t answer them) I don’t like the direction they’ve taken. I was fine with amnesia, I was great with him falling in love with her from scratch, and I was a-okay with it happening very slowly, even with lots of obstacles and pain. However, involving Selin, and some rando dude who is apparently secretly in love with Eda for years, at such a heightened level... is making it very difficult to enjoy. What they’ve had to do to numerous characters to make the Selin thing make sense is ridiculous. It’s maddening to watch her manipulate and brainwash a man with a traumatic brain injury and NO ONE recognizes it as such. It’s hard to watch such a brilliant man not be able to see through her even a little. It’s hard to enjoy anything with that going on in the background.  

So with that being said, watching the last two episodes felt a little like getting kicked in the face with a Selin shaped foot. Frankly, this fragman made me feel like we’re going to get kicked in the face a third time. While the spoilers say something is coming for her, there is really no hint in the fragmans that she’s going to get comeuppance in this episode, or even start to. (Poor Bige, good thing she’s not a Hollywood actress because I’m not sure I would ever be willing to watch her in anything again, my reaction to her as Selin is now that visceral). 

HOWEVER, the only reason I watch this show is for Serkan and Eda and to watch Hande and Kerem bring their magic together. That’s it, that’s my happy place. So while the last two episodes were hard to watch-- with the undercurrent of Selin’s crazy behavior not being recognized as such-- both episodes offered up some really great scenes of them together (though it needs to be more, much more) and that’s what I’m going to focus on. So on the BRIGHT side I do think we’re going to get some amazing and even romantic moments between Eda and Serkan in 31. 

It seems certain that the scenes on the boat when they’re alone will give us some really nice moments. The fragman makes it look very fraught and emotional, but hopefully the scenes are long and they get a chance to really talk and connect and there are lighter moments.  We know from the live, that they shot at Eda’s house, and it looks from the fragman there is a scene with them outside. That should be reminiscent of many scenes of old when he would pick her up or drop her off, and I’m hopeful they will do that justice. Then of course jealous Serkan sniffing around Deniz’s cafe will hopefully lighten things up around this joint. 

So... I’m gonna be excited for any and all scenes with Eda and Serkan that don’t also have the human praying mantis along for the ride, and for the rest... I guess I better place an order at the liquor store and stock up on human brain bleach (what do we think? Everclear?) until we can get rid of the barnacle on the ass of this show. 

Anonymous said: Do you want eda to end up with the flower ring or do you think she should get a new one? I’ve been thinking about this ever since the last engagement and now that she’s taken it off again, I’m like hmm, should they just start anew? I would of course want her engagement ring to have meaning but I wonder if they might be able to come up with something else.

We are on the EXACT same wavelength. Simpatico, my friend.  I thought the same thing when Eda asked him to marry her. Like.... hmmm... maybe this ring has the wrong kind of history to start your life together with? And look CURSED!  

So now I really think it might be best to go with a new one. Surely they can come up with something that has meaning and is not just some giant solitaire diamond, but also symbolizes a new and fresh start.  Maybe that’s what the necklace is about, retiring that ring, but still keeping it as a keepsake of how they met and fell in love?

Anonymous said: Having Serkan turn Eda’s engagement ring into a necklace that he gives her on the yacht is an interesting way for the show to go. On the one hand it means he is thinking about her and feels bad/starting to fall for her but on the other hand kind of rude too. I do not see her accepting it to be honest. She gave it back because he got engaged to Selin and they are still engaged. Seems like this next episode will be full of interesting surprises like that.

Yeah, I’m not sure what she will do. I could see it going either way to be honest.  Either she wants to hold onto it because of all it’s meant to them, or she tells him she doesn’t want that reminder of him. 

I do hope you’re right that the episode will have some more surprises... let me amend that... I hope you’re right and the episode will have some more GOOD surprises. I need Serkan to realize that the pull he feels towards Eda, regardless if he’s still hella confused and isn’t ready for anything, is reason enough to rethink his engagement to Selin. Or hell I’ll even take Serkan starting to be suspicious, or starting to see through her act. Throw us a bone, show!  This 1 step forward, 2 steps back thing they’ve started is not a recipe for success. 

Anonymous said: Am I the only one hoping that Eda says no thanks to that necklace from Serkan? I guess we are supposed to think it is sweet but it came off more like “yeah I am not giving it back to you as an engagement ring but don’t want you to lose the memories.” I need her saying “that ring meant a lot to me because the man I loved gave it to me but you are marrying someone else/do not remember me and that ring means nothing now”. Not here for the show having Eda getting excited over the scraps given to her while Serkan continues with his engagement.

If they actually had her say those words to him I would cheer.  If Eda can step around her pride and be that nakedly honest with him, it would be a very good thing indeed. 

Switching gears to last episode:

Anonymous said: i totally agree with your thoughts on ceren and eda.. like i hope they don't ruin their friendship (and i dont think they will, i think this will just be a tough period in their friendship) but at the same time, i don't really care either??? ceren and eda have butted heads before over her and ferit's relationship and honestly while her friends are great support for her, they are allowed to show conflict there as well without everyone yelling about "ruining the character"

Yes, this. It’s okay for friends to have conflicts. It also doesn’t mean all “girl power” is gone if they do have conflicts.  I’m just sad that it’s happening at a time when Eda needs friends and Fifi already left. 

And like you say, I don’t care that much. I’m here for Eda and Serkan... oh and Serkan and Eda, and that’s it (oh and Sirius, he can stay). So I’m not really invested in any other relationship, friendships or dynamics. 

Anonymous said:  I laughed at how they actually had Selin put the ring on her own finger. and I don’t think it even crossed her mind that he should’ve done it, she was too desperate to get it on! As much as I hated this “engagement”, the writers are clearly showing that he’s not very interested so I’m fine with it 😂 I was also waiting to see if they were going to spend the night together in the cabin, but then Selin came in with her suitcase and they left early? Lol

BWAH, I loved that they left early! Writers have gone out of their way to show us they don’t spend the night together. THANK YOU SHOW. One small thing they’ve done right. And to your point they’ve also gone out of their way to show how uninterested Serkan is in all of it. Unlike Selin, we’ve all seen how Serkan Bolat behaves when he’s in love and getting engaged and getting ready to be married. The difference could not be more stark. Too bad that the only two characters who don’t know how he behaves when he’s in love are Serkan and the ass barnacle.

Anonymous said: Ngl I want gag a little with Serkan giving Selin more breadcrumbs (key word lol) than before. But 1 of many things I enjoy is that Serkan has yet to try to buy Eda's shares. He expressed interest in doing so when Selin then Efe had those shares. He did suggest her moving into her grandma's old office but gave up quickly. So Serkan's cool with a stranger, who's possibly inexperienced and supposedly manipulative, being a partner in his company and taking up residence in his office? Hmmm

I loved that we got such a quick change from Robot Bolat’s you-won’t-own-these-shares-for-long attitude to you-can’t-go-on-vacation-you’re-needed-here attitude!  One of the best subtle moments from the last episode. I want more of them interacting professionally and him seeing her in action. I also want her to tell him how much she learned from him. I think that might be something he’d be interested to know. 

Speaking of, you know what I want? With his hand tremor, I hope we get a scene where he’s trying to draw something and it’s not coming out like he wants and he’s getting frustrated and she goes over there and puts her hand over his (like he’s done for her so many times) and helps him get the drawing done. 

Anonymous said: Eda was really ready to move on and forget serkan just in 2 days? He came back and lost his memory it wasn't his fault anyway but I understand that the situation with selin must be difficult for her. I just want Eda to keep fighting for him despite what he may say or do (his decisions and actions are influenced by selin so...) I don't want her to lose hope just when he is just starting to open up to her. In my opinion eda should give serkan some time.

Well... I think putting on that frilly yellow dress and forcing him into a corner with her “engagement” has nothing to do with moving on or forgetting him. That was all for him. That’s her way of fighting for him. She knows what it takes to get him to act. He needs to be in a corner and about to lose her. .  

But also I take your point. I hope that Eda’s natural pride and very understandable hurt doesn’t get in the way as Serkan starts to open up to her and gravitate to her and make moves in her direction. 

As for her talk of moving on last episode, it was premature, but Eda has said similar things many times before, her pride talking, but she never means it. She always fights for him. 

Anonymous said: There's a moment in the episode Serkan tells Engin that he love seline and that really pissed me off, because we've never heard Serkan say that before. He only lost one year of his memory and we already knew that he never loved selin so I wonder why he would say that now?

I’ve actually already answer an ask about this, but since then, I saw on twitter that some Turkish speakers confirmed that Serkan used the past tense. “I remember the woman I used to love, and that woman is Selin.”

But also, what I said right after the episode still holds. Serkan Bolat didn’t even know what love was until he met Eda Yildiz. He didn’t really believe in it, no matter what justifications he’s using now. When Serkan and Selin were together, Serkan probably though that boring milquetoast arrangement was what people meant when they talked about love. It wasn’t until he met Eda that he realized he’d never been in love.  

I predict he’s going to have the same realization one more time in the not so distant future.

Anonymous said: I am so glad you aren’t liking Deniz either! I thought I was the only one. I can’t really pin point what it is about him but there is something off. He is definitely an opportunist and is pushing Eda too hard to forget Serkan. Which totally pisses me off. Move over dude, Serkan is and always will be the love of her life. Their friends truly suck. Melo is the only smart one and good friend who is telling Eda to fight for their love. I’ll give Ferit some credit too as he is throwing some digs in at Selin as well. Everyone else is cancelled in my eyes. Do you think that maybe Selin knows Deniz and could be working with him against Serkan? I am not entirely sure but I feel like there is something more there based on the looks they shared when they met as if they knew each other before.

Oh interesting! I don’t know how that could have been arranged from the start, so I don’t think they know each other from before, but at this point I’m not putting anything past either to start working together to keep Edser apart. 

And yes, Melo is really the only non-Edser character I don’t want to slap upside the head. Ferit is better that most, but could still try harder. Oh Seyfi. He hasn’t given me reason to want to slap him upside the head either. 

As for Deniz, I’m already done with him. 

Anonymous said: Near the beginning of the series, I do remember seeing some people shipping Ferit and Melo when she started working for Selin. 😂They haven't really interacted much since but I'm also down

Let’s do this thing. What is their ship name?  Felo? Merit? Cuties?

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okay i dont know if im doing a right thing asking you this but... im not a hung man, but the i’ve met this wonderful girl and we hit it off. the thing is she is black and i always like due to stereotype felt like maybe it might be an issue. Things got sexual for a month now, and she is too nice to say anything but i can feel that she is not satisfied most of the time. like oral and fingering is visibly better but the penetration is an issue. i don’t know what to do!if its relevant my size(3.5-4)

HI! 

I know its hard, but don’t compare yourself to what you may or may not think her past lovers might have had to go on in the bedroom. It will do nothing productive to dwell on, and just make you miserable. Not to mention it is decently irrelevant to you yourself. 

Each new relationship is a whole new person, and depending on their feelings towards you, even if you feel you have some shortcomings (sorry I had to use that pun haha) doesn’t mean that they feel that you do. You could also have a lot of pros some big dick idiot didn’t. Focus on what you can tell is really working for her, if you have noticed fingering and oral really gets her off, GREAT, keep it up, and make sure to incorporate a whole lot of it so she’s nice and satisfied. As for your dick, try some deeper penetrating posistions, they can really make a world of difference! 

The seashell... or as I like to call it ‘holy crap I’m not that flexible.’ This one really just makes that dick feel big. You can jackhammer away and she will definitley feel something alright! (Might just be a strain in her thighs tho hahaha, kidding-ish) 

This one really hits the clit, so even if the dick isn’t fully doing the job, the angle and such really gets everything working together. Because the girls legs are open more you’re really able to get up in there. It also frees up both hands and your mouth to further intensify with some kisses, nipple action, butt action, just general grabbing and whatnot to bring it home! 

Cowgirl works because she can try to milk your dick for all its worth, and again her hips are more open to really get that dick in there. Again hands are free too ;)

Good ol’ missionary is a standard for a reason. Intimate, and you can really guide yourself in there. Try at a slight angle/on the side a wee bit to really get that dick all up in there. 

Doggy! Again, free hands, and full control. Try spreading her lags apart with yours on the inside. Not only is this kind of hot, but it will allow you to get in deeper.

The pretzel. This is sort of a varied missionary, the angle really just gets in there. Think of lesbians scissoring, a similar concept in my mind. 

Hopefully with some great positions, lots of fingering and oral, and treating her right, she will be fully satisfied. Another option is bringing in toys, which is another large conversation but can definitely help fill ‘the void’ if necessary. Just relax though, and love your woman the best you can! Ask her too if there is anything she likes/loves and the best ways to pleasure her - she should tell you!

ps I borrowed these gorgeous pictures from BYRON GRAY/ THE BIG BOOK OF SEX

[draw-you-coward]

Hi! How is everyone? I wanted to talk about the Scions. Specifically, the Archons. Major spoilers for Shadowbringers!

I think what really helped me come to these conclusions was seeing all of them actively work together. specifically, seeing urianger in a context where he’s an actual character and not a deus ex machina! (side note: he’s honestly amazing in this expansion and i. love him??) I hope they keep this dynamic whenever it’s realistically possible!

So mostly, I want to talk about how the scions individually react to possibly groundbreaking events that have the possibility of changing their worldview. im speaking mostly about emet-selch’s “hydaelyn and zodiark were the first beings akin to primals” revelation. or more specifically, their separate reactions to that revelation. i think it’s very telling on how they each individually digest information. we, the players, may arrive to our own conclusions at our own pace, but we have to remember that for these characters, this is their world. their world view, being shattered. they all, to some degree, react negatively. they just show it differently, even if it’s not all that obvious.

i think that shadowbringers overall did a very good job of establishing their individual character dynamics, or more importantly, the idea that their major strength is also their major weakness.

let’s start with thancred. right away, his major flaw is apparent. in fact, a lot of people have gotten (rightfully) mad at him for it, although i think when he gets over himself and turns it around, it’s a lot more subtle. but i digress. with thancred, what he does with information he doesnt like is look at it, says “okay, i dont like that,” shoves it to the back of his mind to not think about, and tries to focus on whatever he wants to focus on in the immediate present. of course, it manages to bleed through regardless, and that’s where his doubts come from. and because he refuses to confront them head-on to deal with them, he has a very difficult time letting them go.

the actual first time when this comes to mind for me isn’t with ryne, it’s with the word of the mother in 3.X. (yes, it’s there with lahabrea too, but executed in a less clean manner, and people have already talked about that to death.) what he first sees is minfilia, the girl he’s attempted to look after primarily because of a sense of guilt, the girl who means the world to him, and whom he feels like, we know now, that he has never been sufficient enough for. (that theme of him feeling like he isn’t good enough is repeated multiple times with him, and it makes me wonder if it’s because of his manner of thinking.) but minfilia’s different now, in a strange and new and maybe not altogether comfortable way, and she’s drifting away from him now, and he can’t catch up to her to make up for all his regrets. he realizes this, realizes what’s going on, very, very quickly. in fact, i’d say that out of all of them, thancred is the one who is the quickest on the uptake. but he shoves his logical side away, and reacts emotionally, because he doesn’t want to acknowledge what he knows is true. in shadowbringers he does the same thing; he acknowledges minfilia’s words, and it is clear that he dwells on them despite himself, but he wants to react emotionally, in the moment. he is a very, despite his apparent distance, emotional person.

when he finally begins to get over himself accept the situation, it is in the tone of someone who is moving on from the loss of a loved one. he talks about how they met, how she grew up, what she liked. this is because he’s finally coming to terms with what he knew this entire time: that the real minfilia, his minfilia, died in that tunnel. the version of her that he is clinging onto in heavensward, in shadowbringers, is not her and all she used to be. it is not the “word of the mother” or the “oracle of light” or whatever she has turned into. it is but “minfilia,” but a memory, and he’s finally let it go enough to see it as such.

woo! okay. so moving on to how this works out for him in the best. honestly i dont think people acknowledge this enough, but he displays it time and time again? thancred is the one that is best equipped to deal with the present. to confront problems head-on without worrying about what may or may not happen, and without getting lost in the possibility of failure. he is by far the scion with the best ability to keep a level head. this is most apparent, to me, in aumarot. everyone one else is confused and lowkey freaking out or what have you, and thancred is the only one who has decided that no, what they really need at the moment is not to panic. what they need is calm, and confidence. and he is that. and you know what? he was right. and i think for me at least, he’s the biggest reason why I calmed down some at that point in the story.

next: y’shtola! I have less to say about the other scions, mostly because i wasn’t following their character arcs as closely or at all, but I do love them still!

y’shtola is the one who most visibly is struggling to handle emet-selch’s revelation. (you can talk to her now, at the time of the quest, or check your quest journal for confirmation of this). where thancred realizes things in a far more round-about manner--that is to say, figures them out, shoves them to the back of his mind, and tries not to think about them--she takes them by the horns and tries to confront them head-on. this gives her, in a way, tunnel vision. she is the loudest about her opinion, and the most direct. when emet-selch makes them by association question hydaelyn, she is the one who speaks up to defend her and their belief system. she is stubborn. it takes her a while to eat through something enough to 100% accept it.

but because of this, her conviction and belief in anything is strong. when she truly believes in something, she believes in it the most. she is the strength when the storm is finally over and she’s had time to build herself up. she isn’t afraid to force other characters to see the flaws in the way they are viewing things, or confront them when she knows she is in the right. yes, she can be harsh sometimes, but she is sorely needed. someone has to be sure of something here! in this way, she too is comforting. when thancred is calm, you know something is bad. when yshtola is calm, you know that whatever you have to worry about is surmountable.

urianger! my poor often-shafted elf giraffe man. he’s the one i had the most trouble puzzling out, so i may be completely wrong! but i’ll try my best :>

urianger is the one who has had this constant theme of showing up at the last moment to present something that he has thoroughly and completely thought about so he can be entirely certain of it. urianger’s way of dealing with things is to listen, listen some more, maybe go digging, and finally, only come to a conclusion when he knows every bit of information he can. he’s willing to work with ascians, he’s willing to go double-dipping in terms of sides, he’s willing to risk his friends’ trust. he is willing to take a long, long time to achieve a goal and know things only in full, and he has the patience to do so. he has the patience to deal with thancred in shadowbringers, to listen to what the exarch tells him to do, to bear with the whole plan, even as he sees things objectively keep getting worse. he’s not easy to rile up, he sees things as a whole instead of in parts... all of this really makes him a good teacher! it makes him a kind man. but.

he waits a little too long. what happens when you finally kill vauthry and emet-selch ruins everything? urianger’s carefully-laid plans go awry. suddenly, everything has gone wrong and he has no backup, because he never thought to make one. he has such conviction that his passivity is for the best that he stands by, barely intervenes, and decides to let things run their course even when warning signs are flashing in front of him. when things go wrong he fumbles, and doesn’t know what to do, because he isn’t used to that happening. up until shb, he’s taught himself that the path of inaction and support is the best one to take, and i am glad that he is finally being confronted with the realities of that. even with thancred and ryne; he can clearly see that their initial dynamic isn’t healthy, but he does absolutely nothing active about it. in the end, it is his very opposite force--entropy, chance--that fixes things with them. it’s interesting he became an astrologian, i think, because divination is something so abstract and vague that it allows him to stay in his comfort zone of not doing much to change things. fate is a fickle mistress, yes, but he leans a little too heavily on how things should be that he fails to see that everything in the present is in flux; that it is, in fact, dependent on the uncertain.

okay, that’s it! i think the three of them complement each other nicely with their respective strengths and weaknesses, and that’s why i hope they’ll keep that dynamic in the future! of course, if you disagree or want to correct me, please feel free; this is purely my own opinion, and i am very much putting myself in a position to be (respectfully) disagreed with by posting this. on the other hand, if you want to elaborate on something or add something, please also feel free! i’d love to hear your thoughts.

<3

nae

[dxmedstudent]

hi dx! im really nervous but what on earth do you talk about while on a date? its on tuesday, and i dont want to seem like an airhead to them 😟

Hey, friend! That’s an excellent question! Fortunately, it’s something I’ve had a bit of experience with recently, so I and medblr can try to help. Is it a first date? I’ll assume so.  

Before the date, you’ve usually already clarified what you both do, how old you are, and a little about yourselves like our hobbies and interests, but there’s still a lot you don’t know about each other. So I find that the best thing is to gain an idea of what you have in common before the date. This is partly why I like to message people for a little while before meeting; partly due to my timetable, but also so that when I meet a guy, I already have a good idea that we have lots in common, and there’s more to talk about. Most dating advice tends to tell people to meet quite soon after establishing contact, to avoid wasting too long if it turns out that you lack chemistry.  But for me it really paid off to get to know people a bit first. Because that way I just didn’t meet people I felt I had little in common with, or couldn’t keep up a conversation with. This means that even the dates with no chemistry were still fun, even if I didn’t want to date those people again. But don’t worry if you haven’t! You can still get to ask those kinds of question on the date. Things like:

What do you do for a living? What do you love about it? What excites you most about your job right now? If you weren’t doing your current job, what would you have picked? Would you ever change jobs? Anything bothering you? (Try to focus on positives; they might not feel comfortable complaining to a cute stranger). There’s something attractive about someone who asks about your life, and just listens to what you have to say, so don’t underestimate the power of just listening on a date. 

They’ll probably in turn ask you about your work or studies, which lets you share things that make you passionate; this could be ranting (I’m guilty as charged) or speaking positively, but it helps if you speak about things you feel strongly, but not bitterly about. People want to have fun on a first date, so gross work stories or ‘yeah, the NHS is busy’ are fine, but spending the entire date speaking negatively are less so.

What hobby are you into right now? What do you like most about it? How would you explain it to someone who’s never done it? People love talking about their interests. Not only is it a little hot to see them do so, but it also makes them feel fuzzy inside. Plus you might get to learn about some interesting hobbies, and it’ll tell you a lot about that person.

Don’t be afraid to share your hobbies or volunteer which interests you have; anyone who dates you needs to respect what you enjoy, so the first date is a perfect time to get that out of the way. They should be keen to find out more about the things you like, but also to accept them. Steer clear of anyone who appears judgemental or scoffs about your interests; they are not the one for you.

What do you both do to unwind or relax?

Favourite foods.

Favourite places; museums, cafes, etc. I even asked for suggestions for these kinds of things in my profile, because I love discovering new places, and I think where somoene loves to hang out can say a lot about them. Plus it gives you an idea of what you can do together.

Sharing memories of interesting places each person has been on holiday, particularly if recent. It gives you an idea of how they like to spend their holiday time, and how they take their fun. Talking about your dream holiday can also teach people a lot about what you like.

Cool things you’ve seen/done/read/watched recently. There’s something really exciting about listening to someone talk about things that interest them.

What you were like as a kid. Surprisingly funny to talk about, under the right circumstances.

Music and films are always a good topic, though having similar tastes doesn’t necessarily translate to similar in other arenas.

Sport, if you like sport. If like me, it’s not a big thing, then you don’t need to dwell on it, though it’s nice to get an idea of whether you have stuff like that in common.

Hopes and dreams for the future; not in a ‘kids and marriage’ way, but things like goals, or stuff that you’d like to do. Talking about things that make you happy, or things you hope to do can bring out the best in you, which is attractive on dates. 

Show a sense of humor. Take those chances to make jokes.

Some people say avoid politics or religion, but actually if you’ve already got an idea of their political leanings or religious views (say from a dating site or previous convos), then I say go for it. There’s a high chance that you might both be disappointed, but it’s better to find out now that they are an anti-choice republican fundamentalist Christian sooner rather than later. That said, I often don’t raise these on first dates, though I usually throw in serious hints in my messages (and profile) that I’m very left leaning and not particularly religious. This won’t make it a ‘good’ date, but it can be a chance to cut your losses if you realise they feel very differently about the world.

Topics to avoid:

marriage, kids etc. Most people just aren’t certain about these initially, and certainly don’t have a clue if they want them any time soon with you.  And frankly I feel it’s more appropriate to talk about later on, even if it’s explicitly on dating profiles to begin with. Even if my profile says I want both, I would run screaming in the other direction if a guy mentioned these on a first date or really early on in a relationship.

Your usual type. This comes up all the time on programmes like Dinner Date, but really? There’s no good answer. If you’re their type, you feel stereotyped. And if you’re not, you would worry that they don’t normally like people like you. Personally, I don’t really believe in having a type, but even if you do, it can so easily backfire if you talk about it.

How long they have been single. Avoid. Again, no good answer; too long and people are judgemental. Too short and you worry about being a rebound. I’ve had several guys tell me they’ve not dated in ages, or not had much luck on online dating, or just got out of a longterm relationship, and whilst I appreciated the honesty and they weren’t heavyhanded, it always worked better if it was at the end of a first date or after, once you’ve already got to know them a bit. It’s something that’s useful to know so you can tackle problems that arise if you start dating, but at first both of you want to focus on just seeing what you have in common and if there’s a spark.

Exes and previous relationships. No no no no no. When a person talks about his ex on a date, it’s a clear sign they are still processing things and probably need more time alone to get over it. I would not date a person (and have turned them down) for talking about recent exes in such a way that makes it feel that there’s still a lot to work through.

Nightmare online dating experiences. Uh, you don’t really want to imagine your crush seeing other people. And it’s not nice to dwell on negative experiences or each other seeing other people. Save these anecdotes for your friends. I personally find people who complain a lot about the dating process a real turn off. I was out there just trying to be optimistic and meet fun people, and it was always such a buzzkill when men were like ‘women never reply, online dating sucks, I have no luck with women!’. Save that for your friends, and for much later.

Sex. Unless you’re about to have sex, please leave it for when it’s an option. There’s something uncomfortable about people who bring it up really early on without any warning, or write about sex in their dating profile. Make sure that the other person is comfortably reciprocating and as flirty as you before you escalate the flirtation.

Generally being very negative. Life is hard, but you also owe it to anyone you date not to dump all your stuff on them, particularly when you are just starting out. Share a bit of your life, gradually, but leave discussing your major issues with friends or therapists for now.

I like to ask people about their work; what they enjoy, and what they do; I’ve learned a lot of interesting things about people’s jobs on first dates! It’s also quite attractive when you see someone fired up about things they care about. I also like to be honest about my work and my life, too; so much so that I subjected the poor guy I’m currently seeing to talk about death on not only the first date but also a few subsequent ones! It made sense in context, but it just goes to show that topics can be pretty varied. I’m sure you won’t come across as an airhead, but I think sharing the things you enjoy (or find challenging, or interesting anectotes) from work or school are a great way of showing that you’re passionate and switched on and have a rich and exciting life outside of dating. I also carefully introduce the realities of my work - not in my profile, but during the initial messages and/or first few dates (the odd shifts and being busy on weekends/evenings/nights, the exams, the moving around etc) early on; before I meet people, in fact. I didn’t take an apologetic tone; the key is to state it neutrally as a fact of your life and not something terrible, because dating you is a gift, not a terrible thing. It is then up to the other person as to whether they are OK with those things. The person who ends up with you will have to accept your life for what it is, just like you’ll have to decide if their idiosyncrasies and quirks are something you like, can accept, or are straight out dealbreakers for you. Hobbies are also a great topic; if you have any in common then that’s a surefire winner. Maybe most people don’t talk about museums, anime, Terry Pratchett and D&D on a first date, but I do and that worked out great because I’d already established with the guy that we had those interests in common, so we both ended up talking relaxedly about stuff we liked. I find that these topics usually made up the bulk of what I’ve discussed on first dates with people.

Don’t put too much pressure on yourself; you’re not meant to be carrying the conversation on your own; the other person also has a responsibility to ask lots of fun questions, too! As long as you talk about things that make you passionate, and that you know stuff about, like your interests and what you do, I’m sure you won’t look like an airhead, because your interest and knowledge will shine through, whatever the topic under discussion. There’s this expectation that a first date is bad if there’s no chemistry, but that really isn’t necessarily true. I’ve had really interesting first dates with zero chemistry, just because the topics were entertaining in themselves and the people were smart and interesting. As long as you’re polite and make an effort to ask considerate and engaging quesitons, you’ll do great! Hope it goes well; let me know how you get on! :DI’m more than happy for others to add dating tips, since it’s always a useful topic for anyone looking to get into it, or back into it

[32trbl]

hi, your blog is really nice and gives off such a light filled and cozy vibes!! you seem a pretty nice and positive person so if you dont mind i want to ask you if its natural to you be positive, or if youve learned in time, also any tips to improve yourself and be more positive!!have a nice day 🌬

aaa thank you for this!! you’re really sweet!! 🤧💕 I’m glad to know I came across that way! 🙆🏻 as for your question, I’d say I learned it in time. basically, I learn to focus on the positive thoughts instead of the negative ones. It’s really cliché, but really, it’s hard to believe in the positive thoughts when the negative ones are there, so what you could do is learn— learn to believe on the good, learn to be more accepting (if you make a mistake, never dwell on it because it won’t change anything. think of a way to make it up/ease the pain instead). there are a lot of things I want to say but it’s so hard to put it into words… please don’t take things too literal OTL also, this is v important!! when things get too much/unbearable, talk to someone and just… vent away (it would make you feel better. when you feel better, you’d be able to think more clearly and positively).

sorry for taking a while to get back to you!! this is a really hard question to answer (for me OTL), but it’s a good one!!! 🙆🏻💕💞💖 once again, thank you!! hope you have a wonderful week!! 🌸🌷🌼🌻💐

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Some People Excel At PERSONAL CHANGE And Some Don't - Which One Are You?

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Some People Excel At PERSONAL CHANGE And Some Don't - Which One Are You?

Personal growth and development takes place, whether we consciously work at it or not. Every trial and tribulation in life is another opportunity for personal growth. The way we process and handle these events determines the amount of ourselves that gets developed. The following tips can give you some ideas on how to take advantage of your next personal development opportunity.

Seek transparency when you're looking for information to guide you on your path to self-development. Any advice you follow should have good intentions with clear origins. This protects you from eloquent, yet nefarious people out to make a dollar on others' struggles. Protect your heart when you're looking to tackle very intimate issues.

    Try using the free spaces under your stairs for extra storage. These can provide you with some decent sized drawers to keep more of your stuff in. These areas are nice and cool too so they make great storage for things that are sensitive to warm or hot temperatures.

  In order to be successful with your journey of personal development, you need to have a sound foundation from which to build upon. Your success is determined by your own self image and confidence levels. These are two easy things you can boost, which will in turn assist you in successfully identifying all the things you would like to improve upon in your life.

  The 5 Signs of Change You're Probably Ignoring

Luke Iorio, President, iPEC Coaching

" We live in a world of change. We’re always transitioning. We’re always transforming." https://www.ipeccoaching.com/blog/5-signs-change-youre-probably-ignoring

Try to make time to socialize. You should not sacrifice your social and family life for work, pain or anxiety. Getting a break to relax with people you like to be around can really do wonders for you. It can refresh and recharge you so that you can accomplish much more. You may even get some pointers while you're chatting with other people.

  Enlist the help of a homeopathic remedy for situational upsets. A relationship breakup or death of a loved one can send your emotions into a tail-spin. This sometimes results in a depressive response, called situational depression. A homeopathic remedy, Ignatia amara, is derived from the Saint Ignatiur bean and helps dissolve feelings of grief or hysteria.

  Try to lose some weight to help yourself. Being overweight can really stress you out mentally and physically. It can cause many overall health problems such as hypertension and diabetes if it's not handled. Do yourself a favor and take steps to drop some pounds for both your mind and your body.

  Learn to tolerate other peoples' discomfort with the word no. Everyone needs to say no to somethings. Otherwise, the other people in our lives will take as much of our time and resources as we have to give them. When someone hears no and reacts negatively, it's more about them than you. If they persist, ask why they expect you to say no to your own family, health, goals, etc. just so you can say yes to them. Only say yes when it's something you truly want.

The Art of Paying Attention Without Prejudice

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"Curiosity opens our hearts and makes us wiser Let me invite you to try a little thought experiment. Here are a few words, just marks on paper, bits and bytes on screens. Here we go: the Las Vegas shootings, Brexit, Catalonian independence, North Korea. Had enough, already? I can hear shutters clanging and doors closing.… The post The Art of Paying Attention Without Prejudice appeared first on Co-Active Training Institute. " https://coactive.com/blog/the-art-of-paying-attention-without-prejudice/

Do not boast about your accomplishments. Talk to people and find out more about their own achievements. This will provide you valuable insight into the others around you, and enable you to see how much others contribute each and every day.

  Having faith is essential to the well-being of a person. Faith is believing without seeing and then acting on your belief. It's not enough to say you believe; you must put your faith into action. This means instead of just thinking you can get better, claim that you have been made whole. Show some faith!

  In all aspects of the self-help process, it is extremely important not to get too discouraged with yourself. Your road to improvement is a marathon, not a short-distance race. You would do well to remind yourself of this fact every once in awhile. Understand that there are going to be bumps along the road.

  Exercising often is going to reduce the stress in your life. If you take some time and do some activities that simulate the "flight" response in your body. This will release the excessive adrenaline that has been released into your body during stressful situations and leave you feeling much better.

  Keeping positive influences in your life will keep you working harder at your personal development plan. If your best friend is a couch potato who needs a job, a life, and a shower then you are either going to be influenced into the same life style or dragged down because of it. Surround yourself more with successful role models and people who will recognize your commitment to personal development, this will encourage you more and constantly remind you of why and how you want to improve yourself.

How Does a Gratitude Practice Rewire Your Brain?

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"Use a Gratitude Practice to Rewire Your Brain The topic of gratitude as it relates to positive psychology is endlessly fascinating. Even before the effects of optimistic thinking on human neurology became the focus of modern psychology studies, self improvement experts preached that emphasizing the positive results in positive action which attracts even more positivity […] The post How Does a Gratitude Practice Rewire Your Brain? appeared first on The FitFilled Life. Source" https://thefitfilledlife.com/how-does-a-gratitude-practice-rewire-your-brain/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=how-does-a-gratitude-practice-rewire-your-brain

Direct your personal development efforts toward the values that are important to you. If you focus all of your thoughts on the things that really matter and quit dwelling on the negative things that do not matter at all, you are sure to find a greater inner peace.

  Take the time to cook a good meal. If you are loading you body with quick bites to eat from the fast food restaurant or convenience store, you are surely not getting the nutrients that your body needs to perform to its potential and this can leave you feeling stressed and angry.

  Don't forget to breathe, and breathe deeply. Deep breathing helps to circulate the blood and can improve health and endurance. Take deep breaths frequently throughout the day to help clear your thoughts so that you can constantly start fresh. Deep breathing will also give you the energy you need to make it through your busy day.

  Don't forget about the power of positive thinking. It is necessary to maintain the proper mindset on your road to personal development and negativity will only thwart your best efforts. Practice positive thinking to achieve positive results. When you remain positive about everything that you do, good things will follow.

  Personal growth is not always easy; in fact, sometimes it involves a lot of personal pain before the growth and development begins. As we make our way through life, it helps to maximize each challenge and look for the good in it so that we can continue to get better at finding true happiness inside ourselves.

[soobadnoonecanstopher]

All His - Part 6 (A Kyungsoo Series)

Genre: Fluff / Smut (18+)

Characters: You X Kyungsoo

Description: You are hired as an interpreter for a tour in Europe where you join forces with EXO and soon grow closer to one member in particular, Do Kyungsoo.

A/N: Dont die just yet, we have one more chapter left of this. also ohhhhhh shit guess who finally wrote in a condom?! Wtfffff

All His [M]: Canon AU - Fluff / Smut part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8 , part 9 , part 10 , part 11 FINAL

There is something incredibly jarring about kissing someone who doesn’t kiss you back.

When you leaned into Kyungsoo, you felt him stiffen instantly. Frozen solid in the exact spot where he had dared you to do it. Told you to act on what you had wanted to do and when you did it the only thing that moved was the softness of his flesh against your mouth.

The softness of his lips was surprising. Even if you knew lips were soft and you expected it, there was something different about Do Kyungsoo’s lips. You always knew there would be. They were were pillowy and moisturized and perfection manifested into a single body part, well, a pair actually, but still, perfect. And when you kissed them, when you kissed him, the man who owned those lips you felt the significance in the action.

You were lost for a second. Completely adrift in a lonely sea with not another soul present except for yourself and this action. This…kiss.

But where was your partner? Where was the man who was supposed to tilt his head and lean into you further, wrapping his strong arms around your waist, letting you feel the warmth of his body?

Kyungsoo was frozen and you felt his inaction like a splash of water in the face.

Maybe he…didn’t want this? Your mind whirled and you felt a sick panic bubbling up inside your chest as you straightened your posture and pulled back. Taking your lips off of his and taking what was left of your fractured pride with it you quickly moved. Your mind trying desperately to come up with some defense.

What you could feel with your close proximity to the man, when you leaned in for that stolen kiss, was a cold bump in the pocket of his slacks. Metal, plastic, hard like a set of keys to this truck…that could be your excuse. So you moved fast, reaching into his pocket, careful not to touch him any more than necessary, you had already done enough of that, and you pulled them out quickly.

With the way he stood up against you at the truck you could see a small space where you could brush beside him and you took it. Your legs moved faster than you thought they could and you sprinted around the back of the large vehicle onto the other side, leaving him behind to deal with your crimes.

You had already been scolded by him once for taking liberties. When you brought him breakfast he had told you, warned you not to do these things, yet here you were again, kissing him without so much as a small lip purse in return, or even the closing of his eyes.

He had merely…tolerated it until you were done.

You pressed the button to unlock the doors and climbed up into the driver’s seat with your guilt and your shame.

But…had he really not wanted that? His signals had been all over the place. The touches, the leaning the low voice, his eyes on your lips. No. No, you had been sure of it.

But why…

You inserted the key into the ignition and started the vehicle and you felt a pull against your focus. Something as tempting as skipping ahead to the last chapter of a good book to check for a happy ending. You knew you shouldn’t, but you couldn’t help it and you turned your head just enough for your eyes to catch his reflection in the side view mirror.

And you saw him. Still frozen in nearly the exact same spot as when you had run away after picking his pocket like a coward.

After a moment, the stillness seemed to change and you saw his arm lift as he placed it on the side of the vehicle. Resting his weight and his tense shoulders relaxed finally.

He would have no idea that you could see him, would he?

You saw him slowly come back to life and his pretty profile, lips still parted in surprise began to shift. The slow swallow you caught in his throat and then his posture straightened as his hand fell from the side of the truck and moved to cover his mouth.

There was a split second before that hand clamped down over those lips that you saw it. A tiny twitch in the corner of his lips, a smile. The smallest smile that took the small speck of hope living inside your chest and inflated it like a balloon and you stared at the man with his hand over his mouth as he stood, looking like a prince in his fancy suit and bow tie.

When his hand moved it was slight and slow and his fingertips brushed lightly over his own lips, giving you a glimpse of that smile again. The balloon in your chest grew, bringing along its own little fluttering in your belly as the butterflies were stirred up.

This didn’t look like the rejection that you felt so strongly only moments before.

The smile fell, flattening out with a deep inhale that puffed his chest up high he shook his head twice quickly before he looked behind him in all directions, probably making sure what just happened had not been witnessed by anyone else before he turned in the direction of the side mirror of the car.

You moved in an instant, dropping your head down over your hands that rested on the steering wheel so your reflection would not appear anywhere in that damn mirror and he wouldn’t know that you had seen him.

That you had seen the smile after your kiss. That you had seen him collect himself and put on his stony blank expression as he got ready to face you again.

That you had seen him like it.

Because he did. You were certain of that much. There was not a single ounce of doubt in your body now.

Sure, it probably was still now allowed. It was probably still something you needed to refrain from, to keep up appearances. You were an employee. He had been right. If you valued your position, and your job you couldn’t afford to let people get the wrong idea.

But the softness of his lips were a strong memory now. One that kept replaying again and again in your mind.

You wondered how long you could keep from doing it again. And you wondered how long he could stand to keep from returning your kiss.

You heard the door of the truck open and you turned to look in his direction. You bit down on your lips, pulling both between your teeth into your mouth so you wouldn’t let any silly smiles show and he was at the back door pulling his suit jacket off quickly. He tossed it inside without looking at you. The sight of the man pulling that jacket off was too sexy and you had to stop yourself from making a ridiculous noise.

His hands were at his tie, undoing the bow he pulled it out and tossed it in a heap over the jacket and quickly closed the back door.

Was he hot? When he came up to the front and opened the door his cheeks looked a little flushed. Was this because of the weather or the kiss? You weren’t hot but you were definitely wearing a lot less than he was. Particularly beneath the expensive, yet revealing dress where you wore..nothing. A fact that you were made particularly aware of each and every time the man’s warm fingers trailed up or down your bare back as he leaned in to speak to you, or to simply walk alongside you as he lightly guided you along.

Did he maybe have this in mind when he chose this dress for you to wear? He didn’t seem to be that calculating, yet the more you considered the touches, the lingering fingers, the leaning at the truck and the way his eyes seemed to pull you into his again and again…

The door slammed shut and you turned forward, avoiding his eyes, should he decide he needed to confront you about what just happened out there.

He was pulling on his seatbelt and pulling his phone out of his front pocket with a quiet grunt as he finally pulled the thing from the confines of his pants. The naughtier part of your brain, the one that hung out in the anonymous fields of Tumblr, was hoping that the constricting of his pants had just a little bit to do with you. You knew they were inappropriate and If you could have slapped those thoughts away you would, but unfortunately you couldn’t quite explain that sort of behavior right at this moment.

He silently scrolled through his phone and you gripped the steering wheel as you waited for some sort of instruction.

You heard him clear his throat and you turned to look at him, catching his eyes for a split second before he quickly looked away, faking interest in what was happening on his screen for a while.

“Umm..about th-” you began slowly, trying to broach the topic. Didn’t things like unreturned kisses need to be discussed after all?

“Don’t worry about it.” He said suddenly, cutting you off. Putting a swift halt to whatever conversation you were trying to have about the kiss and you felt a tiny sting from his easy dismissal.

But the smile. The look on his face after the kiss as he dwelled on it, touching his own lips with that smile, that…that had to mean something…right?

“Follow the navigation. Some of the members are heading to Montserrat Monastery. I told them I would join them after the restaurant. I think it would be nice to see. It’s in the mountains, which is why I got the truck. Will you be okay driving up there?”

Mountains? Did he want you to drive this truck up a mountain today?

Your surprise must have been obvious on your face and you couldn’t help but look down at the dress you wore. Before you looked back into his usual blank expression.

“Obviously we can change when we get to the town. The peak is only accessible by cable car anyway. We will change and then we can go up and meet Junmyeon, Sehun, and Chanyeol. They’re already on their way.”

He was talking fast. Getting the words out quicker than you’d heard him speaking in the past, a direct contrast to the usual relaxed way he usually spoke to you and you simply nodded your head as you started the navigation.

The trip would be a little over an hour and you hoped some of the awkwardness would lift soon because you weren’t sure how much of this you could take.

The first 15 minutes were silent. He hadn’t even turned on the radio. He was just staring out the window in a weird tense silence that was driving you crazy.

Had it really been that bad? That…unwanted?

“I feel like I need to say something because you seem..upset. I’m sor–”

“I’m not upset.” He interrupted you again with his low curt voice that honestly sounded just like an upset person at this point. “And you don’t have to talk about it…just because you think I am.”

Your mouth dropped as you looked in his direction, directly at his side profile and those eyes that darted around taking in the surroundings of the drive while not actually seeing anything. You saw him lift his hand up to his lips and bite down absentmindedly on his thumb nail. You knew he was a nail biter, but seeing it in person, when he was agitated, felt strangely voyeuristic. While the fangirl in you loved it, the other part of you, the part that had begun to develop actual honest to god feelings for this man felt a weird urge to look away.

And so you did, leaving him to his fingernails and his stewing.

“Besides…you just did it to get the keys right?” He began in a softer, less dismissive voice that pulled at your insides with how unsure he suddenly sounded. “Y-You didn’t actually…mean it–” he cleared his throat loudly and slouched back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned away from you, looking further out the window. Gaining as much distance from you, from this, as he could while still being physically present in the car with you.

“I–” you began, feeling the rush of nerves overtake your whole head as you choked on the words that wanted desperately to tumble out of your lips. The navigation told you to turn down a somewhat deserted looking road and you blindly followed, noting how this road only had two lanes instead of the bigger four lane highway you had been driving down.

“I meant it.” You finally said, in what you hoped was a whisper too soft for him to hear. You sounded pathetic. Pouting and desperate to your own ears but you heard the small sound he made.

It was a quiet scoff. He didn’t believe you.

“Then why did you just steal the keys and run like a criminal?” He said in a contrary voice, an extension of his disbelieving scoff.

“Y-You didn’t kiss me back.” You said louder, feeling your defenses growing now that he had doubted your true intentions with the kiss.

“You didn’t give me the chance.”

He uncrossed his arms and looked once into your face and you saw the honesty in his eyes.

When you replayed the kiss, really got down to it, it did happen rather…fast. Perhaps your nerves had made you act a bit rashly and you jumped into action, taking the keys and bolting the second you felt him stiffen up. It hadn’t occurred to you that he was simply surprised by it and only needed a moment.

“O-Oh,” you said, feeling a weird mix of embarrassment and giddiness that made your cheeks warm and made it hard to look into his face right now.

“Yeah. Oh,” he said in reply and he reached forward and turned on the radio.

The roads were winding and growing more and more scenic. You could feel the change in elevation as you drove, hearing the engine working hard up some hills that were a bit on the steep side. The trees grew thicker and the houses grew further and further apart. You drove through a few small clusters of neighborhoods but the more you drove the less and less you saw of civilization and the more you saw of nature. The roads were wet in some spots, and you had to use your wipers a few times when you drove through a few rain showers.

It was beautiful and Kyungsoo had relaxed into his seat with the radio playing some pop station that had a few Spanish songs mixed with some American music. When one song that you particularly liked came on you got excited and reached for the radio to turn up the volume.

He was faster than you were and you felt his hand over the knob as he had the same idea and you giggled as you pulled your hand back fast. Before you could be accused of trying to cop a feel or something. The feel of his warm skin below your own hand send a thrill through you and you tried to play it cool although you swore your hand tingled where you had touched him. How could just touching his skin feel so magical?

You heard him take a tsk sound with his tongue and you looked back at the amused expression on his face.

“Always running away,” he said under his breath and you pulled your lips in between your teeth to keep from grinning like a damn idiot.

“I knew you only loved the illusion.” He said with a cock of his eyebrow when you turned to look at him in surprise. Your mouth fell open at his cheekiness and the denial was flying through your mouth fast. Much quicker than you could check your words at your frontal lobe for embarrassing confessions before they exited your lips ready to reveal your secrets to him.

“I do not! I’m completely in love with you, this–” you stuck a finger toward his chest dramatically as you spoke way too fast. “–this Kyungsoo! The one who is passionate about rolled Rs. The one who gets way too excited about really weird slimy textures that are super terrible and gross but when I complain he teases me about being a food baby.”

“The one who calls me over and over again when I’m totally trying to translate for Sehunie because he’s trying to buy a size Medium Messi Jersey and the sales guy keeps trying to give him a Large. This one, right here, who stalks my facebook and laughs at my stupid jokes and and and…” you were breathing too hard by the time you lost your train of thought with the wide eyed surprised look he was giving you from the passenger seat.

“Stalks?” He said quietly with a disgusted look on his face. “I wouldn’t call it… wait a minute Sehun-ie?” His eyes widened and his mouth stuck on the last syllable with an incredulous look in his face that had you nearly spitting with laughter. You slapped a hand over your mouth to stifle it before you actually did spit and you caught the tale ends of various mumbles and complaints coming from the passenger seat.

You felt the strap of your dress slip off your shoulder during your rant/love confession and you saw him glance down before he looked up into your face, with his top lip tucked in between his teeth.

You yanked it back up quickly, roughly, still feeling the effects of your passionate speech.

“And what is the deal with this dress?” You quickly added, your voice higher and more excited than you had ever been in front of him. You felt something shift inside you having finally gotten some things off of your chest and your bravery was at an all time high. “It’s really expensive isnt it? Is it a rental? Do I have to return it by midnight? You know I couldn’t even wear anything under it? Because it would show. Do you even know how that feels?”

You heard his coughing sounding out loud over the music as he choked on the air he was breathing. The coughs changed into short staccato laughter that only made you roll your eyes at the man as you waited for his excuse.

“It…It’s not a rental. You can keep it. It was a gift.” He was looking straight ahead through the windshield now and your heeled foot slipped off the gas pedal, making you groan in annoyance at your ridiculous wardrobe.

“Ahh a gift? Should I wear it to work tomorrow? Sehun and Minseok might not appreciate the distraction when I suddenly fall out of it. Or maybe they would.” You were mumbling now. Your voice low and most of your words spoken under your breath. Maybe the music would hide your exasperation some.

You heard a groan mixed with a loud exhale from him and you smiled to yourself. Strangely satisfied with his reaction.

“I gave it to you because it looks really pretty on you. But you can’t wear it again. Except with me okay? Promise me. Come on, promise.” His hand was out, thrusted against your chin with his pinky extended, waiting for you to do the thing. The stupid pinky thing that told him you would wear this dress only for him, exclusively for him and under his complete supervision.

You looked at his hand and laughed a single laugh that had his eyebrows up and a whiney sound coming from his throat. He shook his hand in front of you.

When you didn’t move he grabbed your hand for you from the steering wheel and wrapped your pink finger around his own as he completed the gesture with your thumb touching his own.

“There. You promised. It’s only for me.” The childlike look on his face and sound of his voice would have made you squeal in delight at any other time if not for the incredible frustration you felt in your chest.

“You know what?” You suddenly said, a thought coursing strong through your head. You had had enough. Of the dress, of the shoes of the mixed fucking signals this man had been shooting at you for five days now.

“I can’t drive like this.” The determination in your own voice made his eyes widen and he turned his torso to face you in surprise.

“Like what? What are you doing? Y-You can’t just…you’re not wearing anything under it, you can’t.”

Did he think you were about to give him a strip show? Here in the truck?

“Settle down Kyungsoo, I’m just going to change my shoes.”

You slowed the big truck and steered it smoothly off the road, splashing in muddy puddles all along the way until it came to a sloshy stop in a small clearing at the tree line of some thick woods. The steady pitter patter of rain on the roof told you it was raining harder now and had been for a while by the looks of the puddles.

When you finally looked around, making sure you wouldn’t get hit by any cars if you stepped out you, noticed just how deserted the place was. There weren’t any other cars on the road at all, nor were there any houses or even stores. From looks of it you were the only car on this entire road for miles.

You thought that a little odd considering the fact that Montserrat was a pretty popular tourist spot that was sure to be busy this time of year. Was it the rain that kept people away?

“Wait a minute, why is this road so empty? There aren’t any other cars at all.” You were half talking to yourself, half grabbing his phone to check the navigation for the route you were on. He watched you for a moment, his breathing having returned to normal from the mini-panic he had when he thought you were stripping and you saw him looking around at the scenery around him. You looked around and saw the beauty of the trees and small hills in the distance or even the small lake you had passed along the way and while yes, it was incredibly beautiful you had a hard time appreciating it with the weird sinking feeling you felt in your belly.

Something was off, where was everybody? The route on the navigation, while strangely winding, seemed to be right and led to Montserrat as he had promised.

“Oh, we are on the scenic route. I have this app that finds the most scenic route with the least traffic and look…” He held out a hand like a game show hostess, indicating the thick trees outside his window.

“…it’s scenic”, he said with a single eyebrow lift and a bright smile and you couldn’t stop the burst of laughter from your lips. You shook your head and opened your door, unfastening your seatbelt as you moved.

One look down told you it was way too muddy to get out in these shoes and this dress and you quickly closed the door before the rain could drip on the fabric of the dress.

“Looks like I’m going over the seat.” You said with a shrug and you lifted yourself onto your seat ready to go for it.

“No, stop. I’ll get your bag. Wait here.”

You huffed back down into your seat and he was moving through the space into the backseat.

“Do you want the whole bag?” You heard from the backseat and you looked into the rear view mirror catching his eyes in the reflection. His hair had fluffed a little from the climb and his lips were parted as he breathed through his mouth. His cheeks were pink and he looked beautiful. The breathtaking kind of beautiful that always made you lose your words for a moment.

“No, just get my shoes. They’re inside.” From your vantage point you could see him look down as he unzipped the bag in his lap and he looked up quickly with eyelids pulled wide.

You knew why of course. Your panties and bra sat on top of your bag.

“Kyungsoo, if I’m not wearing them, of course I had to bring them along. Just…dig.” You watched him moving garments from the bag very carefully as he placed them, still folded into the seat beside him. When he reached your shoes you felt them nudge against your shoulder and you grabbed them silently, making the switch quickly down below the steering wheel, you handed the heels to him behind you.

“I put everything back exactly where it was.” He said quietly behind your ear, too close sounding and you smiled at his attention to detail. You heard the zipper sound out and he was bouncing back up front in his own seat, grabbing at the seatbelt as he buckled himself back in.

You did the same and a switch of gears sent you moving forward…a few inches. There was a swimming fish tale feeling in the back of the truck as you pressed on the gas.

“Uhh…” you said quietly, checking that you had indeed put the truck into drive instead of neutral. It definitely was in the right space and you could feel the engine moving, only the wheels didn’t seem to be responding the right way. They just spun and wiggled around, making no forward progress whatsoever.

“Wait a minute, are we stuck?” He said, his voice full of alarm.

“I think so.” You winced and let your foot up off the gas before you dug the truck in any deeper into the mud.

He opened his door quickly, still buckled in and leaned far out of the truck, looking down at the back tires.

“Shit.” He swore. The sound was surprising coming from him and you pouted with a sad frown when he looked back at you. “It’s really really stuck,” he said and matched your pout.

“Uhh…” he was moving now, with his hands up at his collar you watched as he began unbuttoning his dress shirt and you felt a bit flushed watching as he moved lower and lower. “Okay put it in first gear and I’ll get out and push. When I tell you ‘go’, press on the gas, but lightly okay?”

He sat forward and pulled the dress shirt off of his shoulders and you watched transfixed as he tossed it into the back seat. He was up and climbing again, going back in his plain white undershirt for his bag. You saw that he had already kicked his dress shoes off and left them behind in the floor of the passenger seat.

“Uhh..c-close your eyes or something maybe.” He sounded out a quiet warning and you heard the telltale sounds of a belt buckle and zipper sliding down behind your seat.

Do Kyungsoo was stripping in the back seat. He was taking off his clothes behind you, mere inches away from you and felt like you had been thrust head first into the ultimate fan challenge of a lifetime. You had to keep your focus ahead. You couldn’t even look into the rear view mirror because what if you caught some skin, or a nipple, even though you saw the Fiji pictures, you had seen them. In black and white yes, but still….the chance to see him in person, no. No you must be strong. Stronger than you had ever been in your entire life.

What if you could finally find out if he wore boxers or briefs, or the ever popular boxer briefs? Would this be your only chance in the world to finally know?

“Wow. You’re better behaved than I would have been. I would have totally looked.” You heard and felt a sexy low whisper against your ear that made you actually close your eyes and sigh out loud and you turned your face in the direction of the sound.

His face was close to your ear and from your peripherals you could see that he wore the same white undershirt and a pair of familiar looking, somewhat ugly khakis. The ones with the big pockets that you swore he was testing your love with when you saw the airport pictures.

He had on a pair of worn out nikes on his feet and he shot a bright smile at you as he disappeared out the side door. You lowered your window so you could hear him give you the go and kept your foot on the brake as you put the shifter into the lowest gear.

A few moments passed before you heard him say the word and you lightly pressed on the gas, making the wheels spin in the mud. You felt a small nudge against the back of the truck and it rocked a bit.

“More gas.” He yelled from behind the truck and you pressed harder. The spinning was more intense and you didn’t feel the truck move in the same as as you had before. The spinning continued and you heard what sounded like a loud surprised yelp in his voice.

“Stop! Stop!” He shouted and you cut the gas off instantly and put the truck back in park. You opened your door to find him and saw motion in your mirror behind the truck. Slowly you saw him pulling himself up off the ground and hobble around the back of the truck, making his way toward you.

Only it didn’t look like Kyungsoo, it appeared to be a man made nearly entirely out of mud. Covered from head to toe in thick black mud and walking slowly toward you with his arms outstretched slowly and the mud monster looked to be trembling in laughter, loud laughter sounded out from his lips and you saw his white teeth appear through the mud. He held his stomach and laughed as he walked toward you and you opened the door further letting your feet hang down as you looked at the state of him.

“My Khakis!” He wailed and laughed at the same time and you looked down to see the pants hanging limply from his waist, soaked and weighed down with mud.

You felt the contagiousness of his laughter hit you and you reached your hands out in his direction and he simply shook his head and pulled away.

“You can’t,” he said through desperate sounding giggles, “…that fucking dress is so expensive. Get back inside and call a tow truck.”

You moved slowly, reluctantly with your eyes still on the man who struggled to wipe the mud off his hand and you closed the door behind you again, securing yourself back inside the vehicle.

The rain fell harder outside and you could see bits of his skin being uncovered the longer he stood in the rain. The shirt and pants were still completely covered but at least he was beginning to look like Kyungsoo again. You began searching your surroundings for something, a blanket or a towel. Something he could use to wipe his face and hair with.

You remembered the towel you had packed and you quickly jumped into the backseat as you fished through your bag, tossing aside the matching lace bra and panties he had been so surprised to see greeting him when he had opened your bag earlier and you found the rolled up towel at the bottom of your bag. You reached for the bottle of water you had stashed there as well and you crawled over the back seat, hiking the skirt of the dress up high around your thighs so you could move easier you sat in the back trunk space of the SUV and opened the back doors. He had seen your movement and peeked around the back, looking a little more human now than before with the steady rain that was falling.

“Here, use this water for your head and hair and get inside here before you get sick.”

He grabbed the bottle and did as you told him, shaking and shivering as he poured the cool water over his head and washed the mud from his face. With his hair all wet and dripping, but cleaner now you couldn’t help but admire his face. How was it possible for a face to be so beautiful?

He seemed to be trembling harder now and you reached your hands out urging him to come. Practically begging him to climb inside the cargo space of the SUV with you. Out of the rain that was still falling steadily so he could get dry and warm up.

“But the carpet,” he chattered as he stepped up to the edge and looked down with worried eyes as he wrapped his arms tightly around his chest. You knew he was getting too cold now.

“It can be cleaned Soo. Please come inside before you catch a cold.” The nickname was an accident and you saw the quick glance up into your eyes he shot you before he nodded and climbed up into through the doors and closed them behind himself.

Once inside you knew he had to get rid of the wet clothes if he was going to warm up so you reached for him, running your hands down to the bottom of the wet t shirt. His teeth chattered and his big eyes watched you in silence as you tugged and urged him to let you take it off.

“A-Are you t-trying to get me n-naked?” He said in a shivering deadpan and you smiled down at him as you tugged against his stubborn arms that tried to keep the shirt on.

“That is literally what I’m trying to do. Lift up your arms. You need to take these off.”

His arms finally lifted and you pulled the shirt up and off over his head and tossed it into the corner. It landed in a dirty wet heap and your hands were back at his waistband, trying your hardest to ignore the expanse of beautiful skin you saw in front of you. Light traces of his muscles, a soft trail of dark hair that lead down from his navel to here, where your hands sat trying to work the button of these ugly pants.

“I think these might just be ruined.” You frowned dramatically and you heard a hum from him. You’d gotten the button open and your fingers pulled down the wet zipper slowly when you felt his hand land over yours, pulling your own hands away quickly.

“I-I have a blanket in my bag. Can you get it?” You got the message quickly. Let the man take off his own ugly khakis and quit messing around near his crotch like that.

You leaned over the seat and reached for his bag, glancing over your shoulder at the slow movements behind you. He pushed the pants down, peeling their wetness away from his legs and below you saw light blue boxers. Normal, guy underwear that didn’t have a fancy designer label or anything. When your eyes trailed back up into his face you saw that his focus was elsewhere.

He was watching you, rather the show in front of him as you leaned over the seat in the revealing dress to dig for the blanket he said was inside his bag. You felt something soft and warm and you pulled finding a fleece blanket like the kind you would find in a fancy ass first class airplane seat and you pulled, feeling a bit of cool air against your skin as your dress slipped off your shoulder. You pulled it back up but you were quite sure you felt the air along your side and on your bare breast.

Had you just flashed him? Did he get the side boob? When you faced him again he was curled up into himself. Cold looking and uncomfortable but his eyes watched you through half closed eyelids. His hands were fisted in each other up at his lips and you saw the way he lightly touched against his mouth with a distracted look in those eyes.

You moved back down from the seat and knelt in front of him as you unwrapped the blanket and his eyes followed your face as you moved. Quiet and watching with that look in his gaze. The same look you seemed to be growing addicted to, the look from the airplane seat and from the stolen kiss in the parking garage.

The blanket was open and quickly placed around his shoulders and you pulled it tightly around his shoulders, rubbing lightly along his arms to try and make him feel warmer. He was still shaking but he made no move to pull the blanket tighter himself, he merely sat there in a daze as you worked around him.

“Will you come in with me?” You heard the quiet whisper from his lips and you felt the tingling current travel down the length of your spine with his request. You bit down on the inside of your lip as you considered your options.

You should. He would warm up faster if you did, but you couldn’t really do it in the dress. It was long and clingy and hard to move around in but if you took it off well…

“Do you want me to?” You finally asked in a soft voice that matched his own and you saw him close his eyes as his tongue darted out to lick his lips.

“Yes,” he said and his eyes were back. Casting their spell, making your thinking fuzzy and making your hands move on their own.

You moved your fingertips to your shoulder and pulled down one of the dress straps. It was such a flimsy fit that it fell quickly and you moved to the other side and did the same. Your hand held the dress in place over your chest and when you looked back at him he was silent. Completely still save for his steady breathing and those eyes watched you through half closed lids. He moved and relaxed his head against the side of the vehicle and his gaze never left you.

There wasn’t a sound at all when you dropped your hand and let the dress fall and you quickly pushed it off of your bare legs, tossing it away from The mess from his wet clothing. You felt the coolness of the air and he was moving, opening his arms with the blanket you felt the warmth of his arms and legs and he laid down next to your nakedness and covered you with both himself and the warm fleece.

The warmth was consuming and instantaneous and the feeling of his bare skin on yours was making your brain fuzzy. The blood rushing through your veins flushed your skin, making you feel very warm against the coolness of his skin. He moved languidly against you, using your warmth to warm himself gradually you felt more and more bits of his flesh reach yours until you felt all of him against you, pulling from your body heat. You could smell him, despite the muddy shower, despite the cold rain he still smelled like Kyungsoo and you wondered if it was just him that smelled so addicting. While his legs and his arms touched you, wrapped around your frame securely his hands were behaving. Not that it mattered much, you felt so affected by this you were having trouble keeping your breathing slow and steady.

“I like you,” he said quietly as he propped his chin on his hand beside you, “Like..a lot-a lot.”

“You do?” You couldn’t help the surprise in your voice at his small confession and he nodded his head as he bit down on his lip. You could feel his breath against your face and you tried to keep your eyes from drifting down to his lips so much but they really were distracting.

“I like you too,” you said with a tiny smile and you shifted your legs to tangle into his own, trying to warm his skin more. He still felt too cold.

“I thought you were completely in love with me,” he said in a playful voice that mimicked your passionate confession earlier and you laughed.

His face was serious though and you felt your smile fade quickly the more he looked at you.

“You know my bed smelled like you this morning–”

He was whispering now. A soft voice coming from those soft lips and his eyes closed slowly as he exhaled against you, you felt him move again and his hand moved, coming out from behind your shoulder you felt soft fingertips trailing along your face as his eyes watched his hand move.

“After you ran away, I woke up and when I laid down on my bed…all I could smell was you.” You had to close your eyes. The words he whispered were too powerful for you to stand. You felt goosebumps over your skin, despite the blanket and the warmth of his body that didn’t feel cold at all anymore.

“Why do you smell so good?” He leaned in closer and you felt the brush of his lips against your neck as he inhaled against your skin. “You’re driving me crazy.”

“I’m doing all these things…things I don’t do. I’ve watched you online for a month…acting cute, being funny, being ridiculous, being you. And I thought it was harmless, but I was just so interested in you. I couldn’t stop it.”

“And then I get here and It’s….It’s really you. You stumbled in late, half asleep, half confused a little embarrassed–” He laughed quietly with his eyes closed, “and I felt…I felt all these urges that I want to give in to. To protect you, to keep you, to touch you…” His fingertips that were running along your cheek lightly moved and you felt his thumb run along your lips as his eyes opened. He was looking at your mouth and you saw the twitch in his lips and a light bounce of his eyebrow before he looked into your eyes.

“To kiss you–”

He closed the small distance between your faces and you felt the softness of his lips cover your own. It was your turn to be stunned and you felt his hand move to your cheek, then behind your neck as he pulled you higher into his kiss.

His lips parted and you felt the need building, consuming, threatening to take ahold of both of you and throw every single rule known prior out the window. The softness of his tongue, warm and wet along your lip begged for entrance and you let him inside. HIs tongue joined your own inside your mouth before he pulled back, sucking against your bottom lip and biting down lightly with his teeth. You exhaled the breath you held into the space between your mouths as he pulled out and you heard him inhale a deep breath. Taking your air deep into his lungs with a low moan in the back of his throat.

You felt a shift. He was rolling you over onto your back and you felt his knee push your legs apart high at the thigh and he settled in between, a single layer of fabric between you and him, but you felt him, hard and hot between your legs. He pushed lightly once, thrusting against you and you gave in to the need with your eyes closed and your lips parted.

You lifted your hips, wanting to feel that heat again, needing the friction and the contact and you felt his mouth on your again, hungry and wanting, sloppier than before, his lips and his tongue frantic for yours. Hips rolling once more into you and when he pulled away from your mouth he gasped.

“Is this okay?” He said in a low whisper against your neck, close to your ear and you felt his mouth trailing kisses along your neck, moving lower over your skin as you slowly lost your sanity. You registered the question and quickly nodded your head with your breath leaving your lungs in short waves.

“Yes?” He breathed against your face, “Can I have you?”

When you opened your eyes he was so close to you, looking into your eyes as he waited for you to respond.

“Yes, Kyungsoo,” you said and you felt his hands moving over your skin. Much lower now, he was running his hands over your breasts, kneading against their softness you felt his fingers pinch lightly against your nipple before his mouth was on you. His lips parted and you felt a suction, light at first. Growing needier before he bit down with his teeth and you arched your back and cried out quietly.

As his mouth worked, his hands were moving again, the warm fleece blanket lost somewhere in his movements you felt the cool air against your skin when he sat up on his ankles and looked down at you below him. You looked down to catch where his eyes were looking and you saw the mark he had made with his mouth on your breast. The look in his eyes was dark and his thumb ran a trail over the red mark.

His hands gripped your flesh and moved lower, sliding down your stomach to grip your inner thighs and his eyes flashed up to your own.

“Can I taste you?” You felt his finger slip up high on your thigh, near your center and and you blinked your response to him with a light nod of your head. His questions were driving you crazy, making you acknowledge everything he was doing before he did it, how much did you need to admit to wanting from him?

He dropped and disappeared from your line of vision and his mouth was marking you again. You felt the pull from his lips and the sting of his teeth as he bit you over and over, high up on your thighs, on both sides before he moved closer between your legs.

You felt strong hands gripping tightly below your ass as he pulled your legs apart and the first dip of his tongue between you made you whine in anticipation.

The appreciative hum that left his chest vibrated against you as his tongue made another pass and he moved in closer, closing his lips around your mound, his tongue dipped between, running along your sensitive nub.

The wetness of his tongue mingled with your own wetness and when he pulled you into his mouth, teasing with the tip of his tongue along your nub you felt the urge to push into him. The feeling was too strong as he moved over and over again. Sucking and flicking with his tongue again and again, driving you insane as the feeling built. You reached for him, running hands through his short hair, finding little to grab ahold as you whined and bucked up into his mouth.

You felt the wave threatening and his mouth was relentless as your breathing increased and the sounds from your lips changed you felt his fingers push inside you, curling upward as his mouth consumed and when the climax washed over you, making your legs tighten and you cried out, he pulled you through it.

Your trembling subsided but the traveling of his mouth continued. He was moving higher with his kisses, with his bites, with his marks and you knew the traces of him would be found all over your skin. Your eyes were closed and your mind was dizzy and cloudy with the after effects.

He was back, high up, closing the distance again and when his lips reached your mouth you tasted yourself on his tongue.

“Can I fuck you?” He whispered into your ear as if he even had to ask at this point and you let out a short laugh with a nod of your head. He was moving and he was gone for a second. Quick as he could you guessed, he scrambled over the back seat for his bag and returned with a small foil packet that he quickly ripped open with his teeth. His boxers were off and you caught the sight of him, hard and dark, his dick sprung up against his belly as he made his way back to you, quickly rolling the condom down his length you felt him return to his spot between your parted thighs. His attention was down between your legs, with his dick in one hand you felt his hand other hand running up and down your thigh as he rubbed his head along your folds, lining up, his hips pushed and you felt him enter you. Slowly at first, a little at a time and his face screwed together, eyebrows furrowed as he threw his head back. His pretty lips were parted, wetness from you and from your kiss still lingered on those lips and and you felt the stretch as he pushed inside further. One more push and he was inside you completely and the sting of the stretch faded as he held still, his eyes down on yours as he was inside of you completely.

This look. A magnified version of the smoldering eyes he had been shooting you for days, this look…as he fucked you… was all consuming and so significant you would surely remember this look for the rest of your life.

Those eyes stayed on yours when he pulled out again, pushing in faster and in one complete motion. You whined with the sensation as his hips rolled into you. Pausing briefly between each thrust until the pauses vanished and you could see the sheen of sweat over his skin, he dropped down to claim your lips again and your hands were on him, pulling him into you, roaming down his firm back to his waist, down to his ass where you squeezed down hard as he pushed inside of you, feeling the muscles of his ass flex with the thrusts. The pace he kept stuttered and paused and you felt the tensing in his back, the slight trembling in his body told you he was close and you felt the familiar building inside your abdomen with the steady thrusts against you, inside of you.

His hand was down between your bodies again, thumbing your clit steadily as he pushed inside more shallow now, urging you to cum again, with him. You gave in to the wave that you teetered on the edge of for a while now and the tightening around him as you squeezed made him screw his eyes tight, pushing inside with a grunt you felt the spasms of him inside you as he came in bursts.

Your legs were trembling when he pulled out and fell down next to you with a huff, grabbing the blanket quickly to toss over your bodies as he dropped down to you.

He shifted below the blanket, and you saw the condom in his hands as he quickly tied a knot and tossed it away with his dirty clothes in the corner.

When he returned his mouth was on you again, peppered with heavy breathing his lips moved languidly, teasing his tongue against your own lightly and slowly as you both came down from the high of sex.

You wrapped your arms around him, high on his shoulder and you felt his head rest against your chest when you did it. He stayed there, listening to your breathing and your heartbeat as it returned to a normal pace and his did the same.

“I can’t believe you brought a condom today.” You broke the silence with a laugh.

He hummed and you felt his arms constrict around you as a short bit of laughter sounded from his chest. “I’ve had it since the first day I met you. Baekhyun has this big box of them that he told us to use them if we needed. I…saw you and I went to get it from his room.” The honesty in his confession surprised you and you closed your eyes, swimming in the comfort of this.

“Did you ever call that tow truck?” He said after what felt like ages and you opened your eyes to look up into the ceiling of the truck.

“Umm…no I forgot. I was a little distracted.” You giggled into the space over his head and he bounced with your laughing.

“We should call them. Of course, I would like to stay in here with you forever… but If I don’t show up today, it would be a fucking nightmare to deal with.” He lifted his head to look at your face as he spoke and you lifted your eyebrows at the casual words he used, the comfortable feeling of his speech with you, of course he would be comfortable after what just happened..

“You have cursed three times today Kyungsoo, are you feeling okay?” You smiled as you sat up, wrapping the blanket around your chest and you heard him laughing as he reached for his boxers and pulled them on.

“I think your potty mouth must be rubbing off on me, Love.”

The term of endearment put a stop to your giggles and you looked into his face. He still seemed to be under the spell as he watched you and you lifted an eyebrow in question.

“Love?” You whispered and you saw his lips pull into a smile as he leaned in, capturing your lips in his once more.

“Mmm…Love.” He said against your mouth and you felt as if the breath you had just gained in your lungs had left you entirely.

All His [M]: Canon AU - Fluff / Smut part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8 , part 9 , part 10 , part 11 FINAL

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Neighbour - part 4

(Marleys POV)

I shut the door to my bedroom and offered him a seat on my bed beside me. I took a deep breath calming the nerves in my belly and let out a sigh. He looked up at me opening his mouth and closing it several times trying to come up with the right words to say. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you and Im sorry that you found out the way you did. I was meaning to tell you…I really was. Every opportunity I got, you talked of us spending the summer together and I felt that I was going to crush you if I told you.” He said distraughtly looking away. “Then why didn’t you answer my texts or calls? Why didn’t you run after me and apologize before you left?” I blurted out with slight anger. “Hey! I did answer your texts but you never responded…” He stated, throwing his face in his hands and laying back on my bed in frustration. I stood up digging through my bedside table and dropped my old, still leaky phone on his chest making him sit upright quickly. He chuckled shaking his head in disbelief. “It fell in the pool the day you sent me a message..” I whispered shyly, scooting closer to him. “I was so stupid…. ” he barley whispered looking down at the waterlogged phone in his large hands. “I thought you would need some space the first few days.. I didn’t think of it as a bad thing until I realized that you needed me, like I needed you when me I broke up with Vicky.“ I took his shakey hand in mine and gave it a small squeeze. “I realized how hurt you were by it later and what I would feel like if it was the other way round.” He spoke sadly. “I wish I could have a do over…I wish I could do over this whole summer. I just have so many regrets. I felt so awful after I thought you gave up and started ignoring me.” His voice began to shake, becoming more choked up as he spoke. “I felt sick and just horrible that I could have just lost my best friend…” he began. I suddenly sensed my heart drop at those words and I could see his eyes were beginning to water which made it even worse. I gave up holding back my true feelings and wrapped my arms around his waist pulling him in. He instantly buried his head into the crook of my neck letting out a small sob. “Hey..Lu.. it’s okay, I’m here.” I whispered into his ear. 

I rubbed his back trying to calm him down. He held me closer as if he was going to lose me if I let go. I was surprised by how his feelings were so wound up in this and realized how much he must care for me. He’s usually not the type of person to talk about or begin to think of articulating his feelings. I rarely ever saw him cry like this when we were growing up so I was in a state of shock. He pulled away looking into my eyes. “I’m so sorry Lee…” he whispered genuinely. My stomach did flips; mainly because of the name he had called me. No one ever called me that besides him and I haven’t heard him use it in years. He wrapped his arms around my body again pulling me in for comfort. We sat like that for a while and I rubbed his back again. I wanted to grab his face and kiss him so badly but I decided it wasn’t the right moment to dump all my feelings on him. I took his hand in mine giving it a reasuring squeeze. “You know I forgive you no matter what happens. Your my best friend Lu..” He shook his head. “I dont deserve to be forgiven-” he grunted pulling away and plopping on the floor, leaning his back against the bed frame. He began mumbling incoherant sentences as he began to cry into his hands. I slid down beside him, wraping my arms around his shoulder pulling him closer as he cried into my chest. “Listen to me. Please Luke. The people who surround us, help shape us into the people we are. I may sound crazy right now.. ” My breath hitched as I began to feel tears brimming. “..but thank you for making me struggle and for giving me a hard time this summer.” He looked up at me as if I had three heads. “So..your not mad at me? And your letting me off the hook? -why?” He asked curiously. “I’ve had a lot of time to myself this summer and I found that without you leaving, I wouldn’t have been able to find true happiness within myself.. ” I gave him a light peck on the cheek. “Try to focus on the here and now and try not to dwell so much on what has happened.” I whispered only loud enough for him to hear as I played with the hair at the nape of his neck. “Lu..are you okay to go out there again?” I asked curiously. He looked up at me and quickly gained composure, nodding. “Better than ever!” He smirked, eyes still red and puffy. “Not so believable.. lets give it a few more minutes.. yeah?” I joked giving his shoulder a nudge.

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When we came outside, our dads were standing at the bbq, grilling up burgers and hotdogs. My mouth salivated at the smell. “Hey you two! We’ll be eating in under an hour!” My dad said. We nodded and walked towards the pool, jokingly complaining about our hunger. I squinted up at the giant that stood beside me who was just blocking the sun. “Wanna swim?” I asked curiously, noticing the other boys had left. He threw his shirt off and waddled over to the pool. "It’s freezing!“ He whined dramatically dipping his toe in. I giggled pulling my oversized t shirt off and went to the pool ledge to dip my toe in the water. "You liar-” I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he threw us into the pool making a giant splash. 

I saw him push off the bottom as I gulped down water and flailed my arms. I watched him swim toward me. He grabbed my waist and pulled us up to the surface. I coughed trying to clear my airway. My nose burned from once being filled with water and I felt my bikini top was loose. “Marley, are you okay?” He asked concerned while carrying me to the shallow end so I could stand. I nodded through my cough attack. His eyes widened, and immediately took the strings of my top turned me around to tie back up my bathing suit that was slowly falling down. My cheeks started to burn with embarrassment. “It’s okay Marley, I don’t think anyone saw your nip slip.” He whispered smirking. 

I crossed my arms over my chest and started to get out of the pool, not feeling in the mood for any more swimming. He tugged my arm and dragged me back to him. I turned around to see our parents faced toward the house at the bbq and sitting on the patio. I let out a sigh of relief and doggy paddled over to Luke. My cheeks turned rosey when I looked at him and I hid my face. “Marley, quit hiding, I can see you…” he spoke softly. “I’m not hiding, I’m embarrassed Lu…” I mumbled through my hands. He let out a sigh. “Lee, look at me.” He whispered. I slowly took my hands away from my face and looked up at him into his blue pools. “Look… You saw me bawling my eyes out not even a half hour ago. I think were even. You can even see my man boobs if itll make you feel better.” He said squishing them together. “I’m self conscious about them..” he said jokingly. I giggled. “They are a little perky…” I joked back, flicking his nipple. His face fell and he sunk deeper into the water. “Luuuuuke..! You don’t have man boobs. I honestly like your chest.” I spoke trying to compromise with him. A small smile crept up on his face. “Wish I could say the same without sounding like a perve…” I thought I heard him quietly mumble to himself as I began to swim away. My heart did a small flip. I drifted off to the other side and grabbed a beach ball in the pool and threw it towards him. We played catch and goofed around until dinner was called. 

Luke’s pov

After dinner I went home to shower and get changed before going back over to Marley’s. While I was in the shower, I thought about how awesome it was to see her and sort things out today even though I cried infront of her. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest. The way she handled everything today was way better than I had expected. She also told me not to dwell on my past mistakes which I will take note of for later. But now we’re back to talking and being friends and I have hope that someday she might be mine. I guess I never thought of her that way until I couldn’t hug or hold her anymore because it would be considered cheating by my crazy, controlling ex girlfriend. I realized she wasn’t mine and could become somebody else’s and I took note of it.

Maybe im maturing myself. I was able to open up and tell her how legitamaltey feel without having to hide certian feelings to protect my masculinity. With her I can just be me. Before I left, my mom commented on my mood and said I looked better. I told her I felt better as well.

Marley came to the front hallway, after hearing her dog Finn blowing my cover by whinning for me to play with him. She was wearing a familliar sweatshirt and pajama shorts. She looked so effortlessly beautiful without makeup and her wavy long mop of hair cascading down her shoulders. She said she was rushed a little and I looked really nice. We watched cartoons on the sofa in her basement and played a few card games. I let her win a round becuase she wasnt the best at crazy 8s. Her happy dance was too fricken cute. I think she caught me staring once or twice. Woops. We do flirt a little sometimes, but nothing serious in my opinion. She left to go to the bathroom and came back swaddled up in a blanket with her teeth chattering, complaining that the basement was freezing. I wanted to cuddle with her so badly and hold her in my arms. I noticed her inch closer and closer to me every few minutes until we quit playing card games all together and she was resting her head on my lap, tucked up in the fettle position. After all she was really cold.  I mean I think she was doing this in a friendly way. We are just best friends.. right?

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The Do’s and Dont’s of Salesforce Developer Interview Tips

Let’s face it, most of us don’t enjoy going on job interviews. This “show and tell” has so many unwritten rules to follow, and it can sometimes just be hard. But interviews are super important not only for you to “make the sell”, but to also get to know the employer with whom you may spend many years.

Plus, it is becoming more and more common for companies to hold interviews in several phases, meaning that if you’ve made it to the final one where you meet the interviewees in person, this is a great sign and a chance not to blow.

We won’t focus on self-explanatory things and will only mention that when going to the actual interview, you must look tidy, wear neat and smart clothing, smile, be modest, and polite. These reminders are implied, and hopefully, you already know this. In this piece, we’ll gladly share some advice on how to prepare for an upcoming Salesforce developer interview and what to focus on in order for things to go well.

What You Should Do on Salesforce Interviews

Sure, you’ve done your research on the employer before the interview, Googled some reviews on the company that’s currently seeking Salesforce support and talent, asked around for referrals. But now you’re here, ready to meet them face-to-face. How do you make the most of the experience?

1. Be Prepared to Communicate

Even if you aren’t a chatterbox by nature, in order for the interview to go well straight away, avoid one-word and “Yes/No” answers. This is your time to showcase yourself in the best possible way and to share your Salesforce work story.

Talk about your previous work experience from the point of view of an expert. Since they’re searching for tech talent to hire, they’ve probably seen your portfolio already. If they haven’t, it’s wise to have it with you or at least have the opportunity to share some examples of your work really quickly. Describe the things you’ve worked on engagingly, and focus more on which benefits this brought to the project as a result of your work rather than go deep into setup technicalities.

An example of this could be, bringing up a case of how the Lead Survey you’ve created via Visualforce has helped the company to generate more qualified leads and know their customer preferences better.

Optionally, if the conversation flows in the direction, describe the challenging Salesforce cases you faced and how you’ve overcome them. Here you may also mention which features have been developed at your suggestion and that is now in circulation only because you took initiative. For instance, you instigated the creation of a help desk, or you had to do some learning in order to take care of a difficult integration of the company’s “product warehouse” in Salesforce with an external system or website.

It is also crucial that you bring across the impression of a person who’s quick off the mark communicator who boasts not only great technical skills and portfolio but also is someone who understands business processes in general. So, step up your game by knowing what the company does. This will show that you’ll get on board with them faster as you get the peculiarities of the business and sphere. Importantly, adding a dash of enthusiasm when talking about work to show that you truly enjoy what you’re doing wouldn’t hurt as well.

2. They’ll Ask You Technical & Salesforce-Related Questions

You’ll be expected to know Salesforce development like the back of your hand. This is exactly why there’s a big chance that you’ll be asked questions regarding Apex and Salesforce setup processes.

Some examples are:

How is Apex used for creating custom logic?

Which Apex best practices can you dwell upon?

Based on which factors do you choose when to use Workflow Rules, the Process Builder, or Apex?

What are the cases when Approval Processes are used?

Most likely, they’d want to check your platform knowledge too, so expect at least a few questions such as:

What are the types of rules in Salesforce? In which order are they processed?

How are objects connected?

What would you use SOQL for?

Is there a difference between Lightning and Visualforce (in your opinion) and which is better?

The number of questions and their difficulty will vary from case to case. But if you want some more examples, feel free to browse the larger collection of Salesforce Developer interview questions.

3. The Official Certification Question May Come Up

While you most likely will be expected to be a college graduate with a tech degree, the matter of whether you have official Salesforce certification or not may also arise. Although the importance and benefits of being certified in Salesforce are often debated, you have to be prepared for the questions that are related to having (or not having) the certification.

The thing is that your hands-on previous experience of working with the platform will in any case outweigh having several certificates. On the other hand, if you don’t have enough prior experience in Salesforce development, then the presence of your appropriate certification can be that very minimum requirement that’ll weigh the scales to your side.

There are many types of Salesforce certificates that can be obtained on a paid basis, some of the more common developer-related ones are:

Salesforce Certified Admin.

Salesforce Platform Developer I.

Salesforce Platform Developer II.

Salesforce Platform App Builder.

Salesforce Certified Sharing and Visibility Designer.

Salesforce Data Architecture and Management Designer.

Salesforce Application Architect.

Salesforce Accredited B2B Commerce Developer.

Of course, if you have both the experience and the certificates under your belt, good for you. In such a case, make sure to point out that you’ve both studied the platform well enough, passed certification, and maintain your certificates on a regular basis.

Moreover, a good tip to help you prepare for the upcoming Salesforce Developer interview is to try to pass a trial test for Salesforce certification. You’ll refresh your knowledge and re-familiarize yourself with some features you haven’t encountered in a while.

4. Be Ready to Share the Ways You Expand Your Salesforce Knowledge

Things change, this happens quickly. With the plethora of Salesforce updates and new features coming out all the time, it is vital to keep track of them and quickly learn how to use them. Even if you’re not asked directly which ways you boost your knowledge of Salesforce and how important it is to you, this is a nice thing to mention at least airily. A couple of things you can touch upon here:

studying official Salesforce documentation,

reading specialized literature (names of specific books and their authors is good to know),

browsing trusted Salesforce blogs and watching workshops (again, a couple of names would be great),

investing time in educating yourself using Trailhead or other great sources such as Focus On Force,

attending Salesforce meetups and conferences,

staying in touch with other Salesforce specialists in the Trailblazer Community.

5. Spoiler Alert: You May Be Offered a Test Assignment

If your potential employer hasn’t asked you to perform a test task prior to the interview, it is very likely that you’ll be asked to do so right on the spot. Don’t be caught unguarded or panic, such tasks are usually crafted to be not very time-consuming or difficult and generally take something around 1 hour or less. These are needed to see how well you can do apart from theory.

Some examples of a test assignment you can be asked to complete on a Salesforce developer interview are:

writing an Apex trigger to solve an ongoing problem,

setting up an Approval Process,

creating a Visualforce page, say, a simple mood survey for employees.

What Not to Do on Salesforce Interviews

Maybe you’ve heard of such interview scenarios (or even been in similar situations yourself) when everything seemed to go well, you have a feeling that the probable employers loved you, and then “BAM!”, you get turned down. What’s that about?

There are many reasons why that could have happened, including the very possible option that they’ve chosen in favor of someone with more experience, with whom they’ve “clicked” better, or whose salary expectations met their hiring budget. But what if that’s not the case?

You could have hit some “stop topics” which brought you out not in the most flattering light and made the interviewers radically change their opinion about you in an instance. The golden rules in order to not have job interview hurdles are that you must leave the past in the past and that honesty isn’t always the best policy when it comes to your intentions or plans.

1. Don’t Come Unprepared

Some of the silliest things that you can do before your Salesforce developer interview is not to know what the company does. Obviously, all of the job specifics won’t be stated in the job opening description, but do your homework, prepare a list of clarifying questions.

Don’t look incurious. Yes, you may feel shy but showing some enthusiasm even by asking questions or trying to find out more is in your best interest.

Try to remember the names. This one may seem obvious but forgetting the name of your interviewer, the recruiter, or anyone else who you’re chatting with is awkward.

2. Don’t Fall in Their Traps

Here’s what you should avoid speaking about by all means, even if the interviewers are trying to “trap” you with their questions.

Talk in a positive manner about former employers or don’t talk at all.

If you and your former employer have left things on the wrong foot, keep your personal dissatisfaction with your ex-boss to yourself. Blabbing about what an evil man Mr. Ex was won’t put a positive spin on your reputation. The only conclusion the interviewer will make is the assumption that if things go wrong in your possible work relationship, you won’t hesitate to speak ill about them too.

If you weren’t able to find common ground with your former employers, don’t bring it up.

Don’t mention things like, “I was continuously asked to do the impossible in terms of Salesforce development which resulted in mutual resentment”. Even if that’s true, refocus on how you handled tough situations and which solutions were reached to have common ground.

Your previous salary may also become another “no-no” subject.

Make life a whole lot easier on yourself, don’t make the mistake of saying something like, “My previous employer didn’t pay me well enough so now I’m browsing other options. After all, skilled Salesforce developers are always in demand, right?”

Yes, money is important, but it is better to turn this question around and ask about this company’s bonus systems or how often salaries are reviewed.

Even if you’re looking for a temporary job, don’t mention it.

Also, don’t dig yourself a hole stating that you’re looking for a job for only a couple of months since you’re planning to, say, set off on a trip around the world. These employers are most probably seeking for a long-term work relationship, especially with the Salesforce developer who’d be taking care of numerous internal processes.

Plus, you can’t argue with the fact that plans tend to change. You might like this job so much that you’ll end up postponing your plans for a year. So, by saying something like this, you automatically trigger the employer to hit the “Next” button.

Finally, don’t lie.

Often people tend to get carried away during Salesforce Developer interviews and can blurt something over the top. Remember that employers do their research on who you are too, so if something comes up, you don’t want to come out being a liar.

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Some People Excel At PERSONAL CHANGE And Some Don't - Which One Are You?

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Some People Excel At PERSONAL CHANGE And Some Don't - Which One Are You?

Personal growth and development takes place, whether we consciously work at it or not. Every trial and tribulation in life is another opportunity for personal growth. The way we process and handle these events determines the amount of ourselves that gets developed. The following tips can give you some ideas on how to take advantage of your next personal development opportunity.

Seek transparency when you’re looking for information to guide you on your path to self-development. Any advice you follow should have good intentions with clear origins. This protects you from eloquent, yet nefarious people out to make a dollar on others’ struggles. Protect your heart when you’re looking to tackle very intimate issues.

Try using the free spaces under your stairs for extra storage. These can provide you with some decent sized drawers to keep more of your stuff in. These areas are nice and cool too so they make great storage for things that are sensitive to warm or hot temperatures.

In order to be successful with your journey of personal development, you need to have a sound foundation from which to build upon. Your success is determined by your own self image and confidence levels. These are two easy things you can boost, which will in turn assist you in successfully identifying all the things you would like to improve upon in your life.

The 5 Signs of Change You’re Probably Ignoring

Luke Iorio, President, iPEC Coaching

” We live in a world of change. We’re always transitioning. We’re always transforming.” https://www.ipeccoaching.com/blog/5-signs-change-youre-probably-ignoring

Try to make time to socialize. You should not sacrifice your social and family life for work, pain or anxiety. Getting a break to relax with people you like to be around can really do wonders for you. It can refresh and recharge you so that you can accomplish much more. You may even get some pointers while you’re chatting with other people.

Enlist the help of a homeopathic remedy for situational upsets. A relationship breakup or death of a loved one can send your emotions into a tail-spin. This sometimes results in a depressive response, called situational depression. A homeopathic remedy, Ignatia amara, is derived from the Saint Ignatiur bean and helps dissolve feelings of grief or hysteria.

Try to lose some weight to help yourself. Being overweight can really stress you out mentally and physically. It can cause many overall health problems such as hypertension and diabetes if it’s not handled. Do yourself a favor and take steps to drop some pounds for both your mind and your body.

Learn to tolerate other peoples’ discomfort with the word no. Everyone needs to say no to somethings. Otherwise, the other people in our lives will take as much of our time and resources as we have to give them. When someone hears no and reacts negatively, it’s more about them than you. If they persist, ask why they expect you to say no to your own family, health, goals, etc. just so you can say yes to them. Only say yes when it’s something you truly want.

The Art of Paying Attention Without Prejudice

coactive.com

“Curiosity opens our hearts and makes us wiser Let me invite you to try a little thought experiment. Here are a few words, just marks on paper, bits and bytes on screens. Here we go: the Las Vegas shootings, Brexit, Catalonian independence, North Korea. Had enough, already? I can hear shutters clanging and doors closing.… The post The Art of Paying Attention Without Prejudice appeared first on Co-Active Training Institute. ” https://coactive.com/blog/the-art-of-paying-attention-without-prejudice/

  Do not boast about your accomplishments. Talk to people and find out more about their own achievements. This will provide you valuable insight into the others around you, and enable you to see how much others contribute each and every day.

Having faith is essential to the well-being of a person. Faith is believing without seeing and then acting on your belief. It’s not enough to say you believe; you must put your faith into action. This means instead of just thinking you can get better, claim that you have been made whole. Show some faith!

In all aspects of the self-help process, it is extremely important not to get too discouraged with yourself. Your road to improvement is a marathon, not a short-distance race. You would do well to remind yourself of this fact every once in awhile. Understand that there are going to be bumps along the road.

Exercising often is going to reduce the stress in your life. If you take some time and do some activities that simulate the “flight” response in your body. This will release the excessive adrenaline that has been released into your body during stressful situations and leave you feeling much better.

Keeping positive influences in your life will keep you working harder at your personal development plan. If your best friend is a couch potato who needs a job, a life, and a shower then you are either going to be influenced into the same life style or dragged down because of it. Surround yourself more with successful role models and people who will recognize your commitment to personal development, this will encourage you more and constantly remind you of why and how you want to improve yourself.

How Does a Gratitude Practice Rewire Your Brain?

thefitfilledlife.com

“Use a Gratitude Practice to Rewire Your Brain The topic of gratitude as it relates to positive psychology is endlessly fascinating. Even before the effects of optimistic thinking on human neurology became the focus of modern psychology studies, self improvement experts preached that emphasizing the positive results in positive action which attracts even more positivity […] The post How Does a Gratitude Practice Rewire Your Brain? appeared first on The FitFilled Life. Source” https://thefitfilledlife.com/how-does-a-gratitude-practice-rewire-your-brain/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=how-does-a-gratitude-practice-rewire-your-brain

  Direct your personal development efforts toward the values that are important to you. If you focus all of your thoughts on the things that really matter and quit dwelling on the negative things that do not matter at all, you are sure to find a greater inner peace.

Take the time to cook a good meal. If you are loading you body with quick bites to eat from the fast food restaurant or convenience store, you are surely not getting the nutrients that your body needs to perform to its potential and this can leave you feeling stressed and angry.

Don’t forget to breathe, and breathe deeply. Deep breathing helps to circulate the blood and can improve health and endurance. Take deep breaths frequently throughout the day to help clear your thoughts so that you can constantly start fresh. Deep breathing will also give you the energy you need to make it through your busy day.

Don’t forget about the power of positive thinking. It is necessary to maintain the proper mindset on your road to personal development and negativity will only thwart your best efforts. Practice positive thinking to achieve positive results. When you remain positive about everything that you do, good things will follow.

Personal growth is not always easy; in fact, sometimes it involves a lot of personal pain before the growth and development begins. As we make our way through life, it helps to maximize each challenge and look for the good in it so that we can continue to get better at finding true happiness inside ourselves.

[hella-stellable]

life is awesome,, mostly

Life is actually so good.

I love my life

Theres is so any bad things but when you focus on the good things they take that over. everyone says that life is meaningless, but that makes it all the more better, you get to take risks and have the most fun, be nice to people because you can, go out with your friend because you can and if you want to worry about future and sustainability that is your choice (which i do worry about so dw ) now im not saying i don't stress about school or friendships or anything, but people are so quick to say life sucks when there is so many good things around them that they get to do everyday !! like things i love doing are

seeing my cousins, laughing with my friends, cuddling my friends, eating, baking, playing basketball, writing this useless blog!, falling over, looking at cute babies, squishing cheeks, admiring pretty people, lying in the sun, swimming, feeling super free, \

and so many more things and people still say life sucks, maybe they could say something like "this isn't ideal" or something,, im just sick of the negativity i just want everyone to be happy and spend their life doing fun thins instead of being sad about the things that they cant fix. WORRY ABOUT THE THINGS THAT DONT NEED FIXING!! have fun! you only have so long :))

and yes i do understand that it cant be like this for people who are struggling in their lives, but im saying if you can enjoy your life, do it!

And yes i know that im not the most positive person all the time and i do v e r y often dwell on the bad things im writing this to tell you reading this and myself that there is so much t0 be happy about we just need to be open to the idea of happiness!!

make sure you remember to cry when you need to, smile when you want to and always look for the bright side even if you think there no way in hell there could be one :)

thank you for reading my poorly edited view on life :)

-inspirational Stella

[psychic-timetraveler]

Snagged this from @paper-shield-and-wooden-sword​

Get to Know the Writer Tag I’ve had this saved in my drafts for idk how long! Need to avoid doing that writing thing lol

1. What’s your favorite kind of setting to write?

Most of my stuff takes place in present day because my brain doesn’t like to create technology that makes sense? I sort of hope for the best when that happens and hope that editing will fix it later lol. I have some stuff that take place in the past but haven’t really played around with that as much. Also I seem to really flock towards a sort of ‘cop’ style or at least an organization that handles cop like work. 

2. What’s your ideal writing environment?

Where I like to write? My ass on my comfy bed in a reclined position. Three pillows to prop myself up, maybe a cat clawing at me to move my arm so he can cuddle with me. Some dope music playing (not always soothing and relaxing instrumental but sometimes), candles burning maybe with some incense (tho that’s normal too). I do write a bit at work too when I’m bored out of my mind but that’s more rushed and feel the need to hide. Never really tried writing anywhere else.  I guess ideal is just at home with some nice music and a comfy place to sit.

3. Are there any books or authors who have helped shape how you write?

Rereading Skulduggery Pleasant really seemed to have an influence on me and my writing dialog. Especially the snarky dialog like Skully and Val have. I like that sort of dynamic duo too. I also really like reading movie novelizations too. Helps me write action scenes in better words than ‘she threw a punch’. 

4. Do you listen to music while you write?

Aye yes! I always have music playing 24/7. Shit is life. I have a relaxation playlist I put on sometimes if I really need to focus. I do have a piano playlist I throw on too sometimes. Then on my Spotify I have a whole folder filled with my ‘novel wip soundtracks’ and such alike that help me write my characters. I have one with piano music that my OC Cameron is most likely to play and another one that Brad and Rose would play on their youtube channel and do covers of. I have more I want to make too but in due time.

5. How did you come up with your main characters? Did you plan them out, or did they just kind of show up?

I’ll reference ‘main’ characters as core characters because I’d consider Taren and Jason the two mains in my new wip and Brad and Rose the mains in my Time Traveler wip.

Start with Cam. Cameron didn’t always go by Cameron. When I was working on my Psychic wip, it was a fanfiction at first and Cameron’s name was actually Dennis Rafkin (from Thir13en Ghosts because I’m traaaaaash). He was already a sort of established character that I was projecting headcanons on and sort of doing what he would do in the situations I was putting him in. After a year or so I changed his last name to Radden to take away from the fanfiction aspect of it, seeing how it didn’t really seem ‘fanfiction’ anymore. Few months later, I changed his first name to Cameron and he’s been my Cam Cam ever since. He was more or less planned out over the course of a year and a half.

Now with Brad and Rose, Brad was sort of planned out. He was more or less based on Brad Sherwood from Whose Line and I didn’t really change that much about it, but sort of did that projecting headcanons on sort of thing till he was his own entity. That really showed up when I tired to change his name and that didn’t stick (like how Dennis -> Cameron did). Rose just sort of showed up. I needed a name for a character and it took a day to really settle in on a name and when I found Rosalie, it was set and done. 

Both Jason and Taren definitely just showed up. My friend and I were saying that it would be a cool idea if Christian Slater did a movie with Taron Egerton. Thus, the names. Jason came from his character JD (which it’s sort of a fanfiction by this point with how much I’m using of his background and all)  as a reformed adult. Taren is just Taron with an e instead of an o. I liked how the name sounded and it fight the character I was creating around him. He’s heavily based off of Eggsy from Kingsman but this one is also super new and a baby so I’m still futzing with it so only time can tell where this goes :)

6. Which of your characters would you most like to spend a day with? (Picking multiple characters is okay!)

Cameron! Hands down! My friend and I are super bummed that he’s not real and all the cool shit we would do with him! Go to the Ren Faire, go to holistic shows, crystal shopping, movie nights, make fun of shitty local bands, and all sorts of other things. 

Runner up would be Rose and Brad because they are a package deal and we can all just go shopping for music and listening to music on the beach or something stupid like that. Just hang while listening to music.

7. When you’re not writing, what are you most likely to be doing?

Watching movies or youtube. Wasting my time on tumblr. Making things. I make notebooks and other products based around those notebooks. Sometimes hanging out with friends. And obviously work.

8. What are some songs that remind you of your WIP(s)?

Anything by Panic! has Cameron written all over him.  Anything Reel Big Fish has Brad and Rose written all over them.

I do have playlists dedicated to my novels as a whole, not so much just one song for each or even a handful. They’re all over the place music wise. My characters all have their own distinct music styles and tastes that are both similar and completely different.  Their choices go from dad bands to ska to emo to electro swing to classical to German yodeling EDM remixes to folk to top 40 hits of today.

9. What’s the longest time you’ve ever spent working on a story?

I started working on my Psychic wip in the summer of 2015. So that’s been a three year journey. My Time Travelers started back in May of this year and my Action Heroes were just this month. The Psychic Twins have been around since March of 2017 according to their document creation date but they dont’ have a universe, so they’re just two OCs in their own world yet to be discovered. 

10. Share a line of writing you’re particularly proud of!

O dang. This is from my Psychic’s novel and has already gone through two rewrites up to this point. I’m quite proud of this scene so here’s a few lines. Probably will be a bit confusing but whatever:

“Listen, Jasmin.” He adjusted again in the chair, causing it to creak loudly in protest against his weight shift. “When Welles died, Cameron had to grow up quickly. I couldn’t dwell in the past and had to move on immediately. Because of that, it really fucked me up mentally and emotionally. I’m man enough to admit that.”