#paradise bay resort

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Paradise Bay Resort, Kaneohe, HI

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Paradise Bay Resort, Kaneohe, HI

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National Clean Out Your Fridge Day

Excuse the pun, but the timing has never been riper to celebrate National Clean Out Your Fridge Day on November 15! This is the perfect opportunity to tackle that science experiment that’s been growing way in the back, there. Of course, ideally, we’d all clean out our fridges far more often than once a year, but let’s be real: Making it an annual occasion provides everyone with the reassurance that at least the horrendous situation with your roommate’s long-forgotten “homemade kombucha” will be rectified eventually, and marking it as a day on the national calendar gives you plenty of scope for getting passive aggressive in the preceding weeks.

History of National Clean Out Your Fridge Day

New technology means new problems. Ever since the first household refrigerator hit the market, consumers then became burdened with a new thing to deal with – cleaning it.

From 1911 to 1922, the technological advances of home refrigerators and refrigeration technologies increased at the rate of speed rivaled only by smartphones. It wasn’t until 1927 when GE produced the “Monitor Top,” a reference to the ironclad Civil War-era ship, the USS Monitor. This model alone sold over one million units.

It wasn’t until post-war America that separate freeze box units were created and used in addition to the typical refrigerator. And then, in the 1970s and 80s, further developments helped created a the combo model we usually see today.

Regardless of what kind of refrigerator they had over the years, everyone had the task of needing to clean it out. Whether its the moldy oranges, the brown bananas, or that milk you forgot about, cleaning a refrigerator is something that American’s over the past century can relate to.

There’s no clear information about how the Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day came about. The general consensus is that this day was started by the Whirlpool Corporation, and later became popular throughout the country.

It is believed that the company intended for the day to be celebrated on the third Wednesday of every month, but the day took a life of its own. Later Whirlpool celebrated a Clean Out Your Refrigerator Week, but the date had gotten stuck.

Cleaning out the refrigerator is a big task, and it’s only natural that people would push the chore aside. Having one day to do a big clean of the refrigerator is useful because it makes everyday cleaning easier.

Refrigerators are essential in the modern American household but are frequently ignored. They store all our food, and that’s why it is essential that they are cleaned regularly. If food is left to go bad in a refrigerator, the germs can spread and affect all the food stored in them.

A refrigerator that is too full also won’t work as efficiently and will use more electricity. Regularly throwing out food that has started to go bad or you’re not planning to eat goes a long way. Spills need to be cleaned up as they happen, and it’s a great time to check what you’ve stored away in the freezer section.

A cleaning session is a great opportunity to check how well your refrigerator is functioning and if it needs any servicing. With Clean Your Refrigerator Day right before the holidays, it’s the perfect opportunity to make sure that everything is ready before Thanksgiving!

National Clean Out Your Fridge Day timeline

1755 Artificial Refrigeration Begins

Scottish professor William Cullen used a pump to create a partial vacuum in the world’s first refrigeration machine

1854 First Ice-Making Machine

And it only took about a hundred more years for the phrase “on the rocks” to be ascribed to Scotch by bar staff

1911 First Household Refrigerator

Produced by General Electric, the design was based on one by a French Cistercian monk and physics teacher, Marcel Audiffren, and primarily designed to help GE sell electricity

1923 First Frigidaire

Founded by the folks who brought you General Motors, the brand became so popular that many Americans called any refrigerator by the name of the company

1940 First Freezer

The arrival of freezers large enough to make more than ice cubes revolutionized the frozen food industry

1995 The Idea is Born

The idea begins, possibly originating from the Whirlpool Corporation.

2000 The Day Starts to Appear Online

November 15 is to be labeled as Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day, on e-cards and blogs.

2004 Whirlpool Partners with Glad Products

This union is to set up 4 to 10 April as Clean Your Refrigerator Week, but it doesn’t catch on.

2005 Chef Emeril Writes About the Day

This is the first time that Clean Your Refrigerator Day is acknowledged by the food industry.

National Clean Out Your Fridge Day FAQs

How often should you clean your refrigerator out?

A refrigerator needs a deep clean every three to four months. But if you can’t you should definitely try to clean it out once a year on Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day. Should I turn off the refrigerator when cleaning?

You should definitely unplug your refrigerator before cleaning it out for your own safety. What’s the best way to clean out your refrigerator?

Clear out everything in your fridge, and wipe down everything, including the doors and drawers with hot soapy water.

National Clean Out Your Fridge Day Activities

Give far too much heavy-handed and serious notice

Help a friend or family member

Actually clean out the fridge

Nobody likes to check for their precious turkey and Swiss cheese sandwich at lunch time and find it’s been chucked out with the furry pasta that was last touched last month. The trick to this part of celebrating National Clean Out Your Fridge Day is to give a series of increasingly escalating pieces of overwrought and deadly serious-sounding notice. You might print out a picture of a nuclear mushroom cloud and fix it to the fridge, writing, “days to National Clean Out Your Fridge Day,” and count it down on a daily basis. Send an office-wide email, cc’ing your boss. Or if it’s your roomies, send a series of group texts over the days before you do it.

Cleaning out a refrigerator can be hard work, so go on and lend a helping hand.

The chances are, if you’ve made a big enough deal out of it, that you might even have roped in some help for cleaning out the fridge by the time the big day rolls around. Apparently cleaning your fridge requires things like “warm, soapy water” and “a sponge,” and unplugging it if you’re planning to have the door open for a while, so you don’t waste energy. But hopefully one of your friends or coworkers will be better with the details, after all, you’ve spent so much energy on the promotion. It’s only right to share the work.

5 Cool Facts About Refrigerators That You Probably Didn’t Know

Refrigerators use less energy when they’re used

The U.S. uses a lot of refrigerators

Colorful refrigerators are fairly new

They took a while to become popular

It’s a major power sucker

It is believed that not filling and overfilling refrigerators make them use up more electricity.

Over 8 million refrigerators are sold in the country every year.

Until the 1950s, the majority of refrigerators were white.

Only 8% of households had refrigerators in the 1930s when they were first introduced.

About 10% of the total power usage in a household is because of the refrigerator.

Why We Love National Clean Out Your Fridge Day

More of us than ever are sharing living spaces

Food safety is important

You didn’t run out of that after all

The number of adults sharing a household with a roommate has surged as rents have risen more quickly than incomes across America over recent years—25% of adults now share with a roommate. The fridge is a major source of roommate tension, and cleaning it out is great for your roommate relationships. It also is good for your health—by diffusing tension, it lowers stress.

A clean refrigerator is the best way to make sure no food ends up contaminated by the other.

When your fridge is cluttered, it's easy to forget you have a long-lasting sauce tucked away in the back there behind the stuff nobody wants to touch. So before you buy that second bottle of sriracha, check your own fridge! You'll save money, time, and get what basically amounts to free condiments. What's not to love about free condiments?

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Escape to paradise with our curated list of the 23 best places to visit in the Maldives. Immerse yourself in the breathtaking beauty of pristine beaches, vibrant coral reefs, and luxurious resorts. From the vibrant marine life of Hanifaru Bay to the tranquil shores of Vaadhoo Island, each destination offers a unique slice of Maldivian paradise. Whether you seek adventure, relaxation, or romance, these handpicked locations guarantee an unforgettable experience. Dive into the azure waters, explore cultural gems, and discover the Maldives like never before.

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Experience Tranquility in the Mediterranean at Paradise Bay Resort

Discover the ultimate getaway at Paradise Bay Resort, a serene oasis situated along the picturesque Golden Bay in Malta. Immerse yourself in the captivating allure of the Mediterranean as you embark on a magical journey through this idyllic destination.

Tailored to Your Every Desire

Paradise Bay Resort caters to the diverse needs of all travelers, ensuring a haven for everyone. Whether you're a solo adventurer seeking solitude, a couple celebrating a special occasion or a family longing for an unforgettable vacation, this resort offers accommodations and activities tailored to your desires. Additionally, it boasts exceptional facilities for business events, conferences, and weddings, making it a versatile destination for any occasion.

Embrace the Mediterranean Playground

With the stunning Golden Bay as its backdrop, Paradise Bay Resort invites you to indulge in an unparalleled beachfront getaway. From the moment your arrival, the crystal-clear waters of the Mediterranean entice you to explore. Dive into stirring water sports such as kite surfing and sailing, setting the stage for an aquatic adventure like no other.

Luxurious Sanctuaries

Indulge in luxury at Paradise Bay Resort Hotel Mellieha, where every guestroom is meticulously designed to create an unforgettable stay. Whether you choose a sea view room, waking up to awe-inspiring vistas or a room overlooking the lush gardens, tranquility and relaxation are guaranteed. Private balconies provide the perfect space to bask in the Mediterranean sun or savor intimate moments.

A Gastronomic Delight

Embark on a culinary journey at Paradise Bay Resort in Mellieha, where four on-site restaurants offer a diverse range of culinary experiences. From savoring fresh seafood by the sea's edge to indulging in a romantic dinner under the starlit sky, each dining experience promises to be a delightful adventure. Talented chefs skillfully craft dishes that showcase the rich and diverse flavors of Malta and international cuisine.

Recreation and Serenity

Paradise Bay Resort offers a perfect blend of adventure and relaxation. Whether you seek sun-soaked adventures or prefer a tranquil setting, this resort caters to your desires. A private beach stretches before you, inviting sun-seekers and water sports enthusiasts. Alternatively, the lush gardens and outdoor pools provide a serene space to unwind. Swim, snorkel, or simply lose yourself in a book, as this resort sets the perfect backdrop for your ideal getaway.

Unmatched Hospitality

At Paradise Bay Resort Hotel Malta, exceptional service is the cornerstone of their philosophy. The dedicated staff takes great pleasure in promptly attending to your needs with genuine warmth. Your satisfaction is their utmost priority. Whether you require special assistance, excursion planning, or recommendations, they are more than happy to ensure your stay is truly remarkable.

Choose Paradise Bay Resort for Timeless Bliss

Paradise Bay Resort Hotel captures the essence of Malta, offering a remarkable blend of natural beauty, luxury, and unparalleled service. Escape the ordinary and immerse yourself in the Mediterranean's finest. Your journey to serenity, luxury, and timeless memories begins at Paradise Bay Resort in Cirkewwa, Malta. We eagerly await your arrival, ready to welcome you to our Mediterranean paradise where each day invites you to explore, relax, and cherish moments that will last a lifetime.

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some words for worldbuilding (pt. 1)

Air

billow, breath, bubble, draft, effervescence, fumes, puff, vapor

Arena

aquarium, bazaar, coliseum, field, hall, mecca, stage

Building

abbey, architecture, armory, asylum, bakery, bar, booth, cathedral, club, construction, court, department store, dock, edifice, emergency room, factory, food court, fort/fortress, framework, garrison, greasy spoon, hacienda, hangout, headquarters, hotel, inn, institute/institution, jetty, laboratory, mansion, mental hospital, monastery, mosque, museum, nursing home, office, pavilion, penitentiary, plant, prison, rampart, repository, ruins, sanctuary, shrine, skyscraper, stockade, storeroom, structure, temple, theater/theatre, treasury, warehouse, wharf

City

capital, metropolis, town, village

Furniture

altar, banister, bench, booth, bunk, cabinet, chair, couch, crib, davenport, dresser, furnishings, futon, jetty, lectern, partition, perch, platform, pulpit, rail/railing, screen, secretary, stand, wardrobe

Geographic division

area, county, desert, dynasty, kingdom, outskirts, quarter, sector, suburb, territory, tract, zone

Habitat

abode, ecosystem, environmentalist, habitat/habitation, harbor, home, land, nest, paradise, premises, refuge, settlement, tent

Habitat, human: accommodations, apartment, barracks, cabin, castle, condominium, convent, domesticity, dungeon, element, encampment, estate, grange, hacienda, home, house, housing, hut, jail, lodging, madhouse, monastery, neighborhood, old country, palace, prison, reservation, resort, sanctuary, shanty, suite, vacancy, villa

Habitat, rural: barn, burrow, conservatory, desert, farm, forest, grange, jungle, sanctuary, wilderness/wilds, wood/woods

Land

abyss, avalanche, bank, bay, bed, bluff, campus, cape, cavern, cliff, compost, cove, crevice/crevasse, dirt, downgrade, dune, elevation, estuary, expanse, field, fossil, garden, glacier, gorge, green, ground, gulf, harbor, hillock, inlet, knoll, landscape, lawn, lot, marshy, menagerie, mine, moat, mound, mountainous, nature, outlook, park, patio, pit, plateau, plaza, porch, prairie, projection, property, quagmire, ravine, ridge, savanna, shelf, soil, stack, table, trench, tundra, valley, well, wood/woods, yard

Nation

country, home, land, nationality, soil, state

Personal item

adornment, amulet, beads, best-seller, briefcase, cache, cargo, charm, contraceptive, disguise, effects, equipment, favorite, gem, glasses, handbag, jewelry, knickknack, luggage, marionette, memorabilia, necklace, novelty, object d’art, odds-on-favorite, paraphernalia, pledge, possession, pride, puppet, purse, resources, ring, souvenir, stuff, supplies, sustenance, thing/things, trappings, trifle, valuable

Planet

cosmos, Earth, galaxy, moon, planet, sphere, world

Region

capital, commonwealth, quarter, region, settlement, suburb

Room

alcove, attic, bath, bedroom, boutique, cellar, den, enclosure, foyer, gin mill, hall, lavatory, loft, outhouse, parlor, restaurant, saloon, shop, stage, store, tenement, theater/theatre, vestibule

Shape

angular, beaten, billowy, checkered, concave, conical/conic, crescent, curly, deformed, elliptical, flat, gnarled, kinky, misshapen, obtuse, round, shapeless, spiral, straight

Vehicle

camper, conveyance, motorcade, transport

Vehicle, air: aircraft, armada, blimp, dirigible, helicopter, shuttle, UFO

Vehicle, land: ambulance, bicycle, car, cherry-picker, dolly, excavator, model, traffic, truck

Vehicle, water: armada, boat, craft, fleet, sailboat, yacht

Water

abyss, aqueduct, basin, beach, blackball, brook, cape, channel, condensation, creek, deep, estuary, fountain, gulf, heading, inlet, lake, oasis, pond, promontory, reservoir, sea, spray, strait, tide, wash, wave, whirlpool

NOTE

The above are concepts classified according to subject and usage. It not only helps writers and thinkers to organize their ideas but leads them from those very ideas to the words that can best express them.

It was, in part, created to turn an idea into a specific word. By linking together the main entries that share similar concepts, the index makes possible creative semantic connections between words in our language, stimulating thought and broadening vocabulary.

Source ⚜ Writing Basics & Refreshers ⚜ On Vocabulary

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The Yapping Hour Is Upon Us - Part 4

In which you escape to paradise with the love of your life.

Warnings: nothing unless you hate happiness. Pairing: Max Verstappen x Podcaster!Reader Word Count: 2.4k

- The Yapping Hour is Upon Us - The Yapping Hour is Upon Us - Part 2 - The Yapping Hour is Upon Us - Part 3 - Master List

Phulay Bay, Thailand July, 2025

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456,938 likes liked by taylorswift, redbullracing, alexandrasaintmleux, and others. yourpersonalinsta out of office tagged: maxverstappen1 kikagomes omg where are yoooou? >>>yourpersonalinsta thailand! he planned literally everything. all i had to do was show up. user928 max is never beating best boyfie on the grid allegations now redbullracing bring us back a coconut! >>>yourpersonalinsta hahahaha think max can smuggle one out in his backpack??? >>>redbullracing if he tries hard enough, he can do anything!

"Max, where'd you go?" You call, voice echoing out over the empty terrace of the beach villa Max had booked for you two during F1's summer break.

Last year, the two of you had spent a few weeks on a boat off of the Amalfi coast with some of your friends but this year, it was just the two of you. This entire trip had been a complete surprise, Max having planned the entire thing. You had gotten a text one afternoon just a few days into the month long F1 break from Max telling you to pack a bag (heavy on the bikinis and lingerie, as personally requested by your boyfriend) and to be ready to leave the apartment in Monaco in an hour.

You had bustled about, a mix of excitement and anxiety twisting in your chest. To be quite honest, you had been looking forward to having some down time at home, just the two of you. It had only been a few months since you had permanently moved from New York to Monaco and you were far from settled, having spent most of the first half of the year traveling with Max.

The moment Max burst into your shared apartment though, all of your anxieties evaporated into thin air. He had never looked more relaxed than he had that morning, telling you he was taking you on a trip and to not ask any questions. You, of course, dutifully obeyed.

Which was how you found yourself at one of the most private and romantic beach resorts in Thailand, currently looking for your seemingly missing boyfriend. You'd been here for a few days now, soaking in the sand and sun and quiet peacefulness the resort had to offer. Mornings were spent slowly in bed, breakfast often skipped in favor of time spent underneath (or on top of) Max. Afternoons scuttled by slowly, spent under the sun on the beach in your bikini being oogled by Max. And nights were spent together, either in the media room of the villa watching movies or under the stars talking about anything and everything with the man that had completely stolen your heart.

It was in those quiet moments, while you sat snuggled up between Max's legs, back pressed firmly into his chest, on the beach where you were in awe of how much your life had changed in a little over a year. How quickly Max had swooped into you life, into your heart, and never left.

The villa is quiet and empty, you assume that Max has wandered down onto the beach or out near the private pool while you had taken a quick shower before your dinner reservations. Something on the bed catches your eye though and you cross the wooden planked floor to read the note that sits on top of a white linen dress.

My love, I know we had reservations at the resort's resturant tonight but I took the liberty of moving that to some place a little quieter. Put on the dress and meet me out on that little bluff where we always watch the sunset, dinner is waiting. all of the love my soul possesses, Max

Tears prick at your eyes when you finish the note. Laying on the bed is a white linen dress that you had no idea was even in the villa. It's brand new, you'd never even seen it before. The moment you pull it on over your head, you can't help but be impressed. It fits like a dream and when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you can't help but smile. The dress is cut perfectly to your figure, the neckline scooping down low to show off an extra bit of clevege and the hem hitting just below your knee. You're not quite sure how Max did it, but the dress fits you like a glove.

Your hair is still a bit damp, but you're eager to find where Max is and what he's up to tonight so you opt for a long braid down your back.

When you step out on the back veranda of the villa, the sun is hanging low in the sky, just above the sparkling blue water that stretches out in front of you. The resort sits on a little bluff overlooking the ocean, romantically tucked into the side of rolling green hills and a lush forest behind you.

Just beyond the edge of the villa's back yard is a little outcropping of land that juts over the beach below. Every night since you had arrived, Max had insisted on making a point to sit on this little private bluff and watch the sun go down. No matter what you were doing or what you had planned that evening, watching the sunset tucked deeply in Max's arms, became a tradition you wanted to continue forever.

The cool grass tickles your bare feet as you cross the lush green lawn. For a moment, you don't even look towards where you know Max is standing because you're so distracted by the crash of the ocean waves and glimmer of the sunset on the water. When you do look over though, you stop in your tracks, pupils blowing wide at the scene before you.

There, right on your little plot of paradise, stands your boyfriend. He's surrounded by what looks like hundreds and hundreds of white hydrangeas arranged in a large circle. Clusters of candles dot the edge of the circle casting a soft glow over the entire scene.

Max stands in the middle of all of this, his hands stuffed deep into the pockets of his khaki shorts. He's wearing the navy linen shirt you bought him for his birthday last year, top few buttons undone at his throat. The breeze off the water tugs a bit at his hair, long from a busy season with little time to stop and get a haircut. The fact that you liked his hair longer also had a lot to do with him refusing to cut it lately, but he'd never admit that to anyone but you.

When Max sees you walk out of the villa for the firs time, he thinks he might just pass out right there. The dress Kika and Alexandra had helped him pick out was the prettiest thing he'd ever seen you wear, besides that navy and red lacy lingerie set you had worn for his birthday last year, of course. He had been planning this for months now, much to Daniel and Lando's surprise. His two friends were the only other people who knew what this entire trip was really about. They had expressed their surprise at the plans since you hadn't even celebrated your one year anniversary when he had set all of this in motion. Max had simply replied with 'when you know you know' and no one had questioned it again.

The red and gold ring box sits heavy in his pocket, his fingers tracing anxious patterns over it's smooth surface. He wasn't nervous about what he was going to do. No, what he was about to do was the most confident and self assured decisions he had ever made. What he was nervous about was you saying no. He wasn't sure if his heart would be able to take a rejection.

Your heart hammers in your chest as you approach Max. Unsure but confident about what's about to happen all at the same time. The conflicting emotions whirl around in your stomach in a hurricane of anxiety and shock.

"Hi baby." Max murmurs as soon as you step into the circle with him. His arms reach for you and to his great relief, you melt into him eagerly.

"Hi." Your voice nothing but breathy whisper. A smile that could power most of Europe shimmers across your face. "What's all this?"

"I know I said we were going to eat dinner out here, but I wanted to talk to you first." Max buries his head in your hair, inhaling the sweet and spicy scent of your shampoo, still lingering in your hair after your shower.

He takes a few moments and you are simply content to enjoy the feeling that settles over you. Outside of this little bluff, nothing else exists and you could stay here for the rest of your life and be completely content.

When Max pulls himself together, he pulls back a little so he can see you without craning his neck. "The moment you smiled at me the first time, my entire world shifted beneath my feet." His voice is rough, Dutch accent becoming more prominent the more emotional he gets. "The first time I kissed you in my drivers room in Miami, I knew I was done. I have never met a kinder, more ambitious, or more confident woman than you. Just being able to exist in your orbit has been the blessing I never knew I needed. I know it hasn't been long but I can't figure out how I ever managed to exist before you and I never want to find out what it feels like to exist after you."

Max pauses then, drawing in a shaky breath. Blood rushes past your ears as your knees threaten to buckle. You had hoped this day would come for you and Max but you had never expected it to be so quickly. Like Max, you had known pretty fast that he was it for you. You had tried to fight the growing feeling that your relationship could work its way into marriage but as you continued to settle further into life with him, you fought the feeling less and less.

He sinks to his knee then and looks up at you, those ice blue eyes that you dream about shining up at you. "I want to see you walk down the aisle towards me in a white dress. I want to see your belly grow when you carry our babies. I want to hear my children call you their mama and I want your babies to call me daddy. I want all of this and an entire lifetime of love with you and only you. Will you give me that, baby? Will you marry me?"

For a moment you're completely unable to breathe. The words Max said to you etched themselves onto your bones, words you'd never forget until your dying day. They were words that were to be written down. Words that your grandchildren would cry over one day when they stumbled upon your old journals in the attic.

Those kinds of things, those words, deserved to live in the universe alone for a bit, they're so powerful. You gave them space and respect, allowing what Max had said to you wash over your body.

"Oh my God. Of course. Yes. Please." You babble, really unable to make your mouth move in the way you want it. All you know is that you had never been so certain about anything in your entire existence.

Max slips the massive rock onto your finger before standing up to his full height. The diamond that winks up at you in dim candlelight is something that could be compared to the iceberg that sunk the titanic. Once the ring is secured on your hand, tonight's second perfect fit, Max catches your chin in his fingers to tip your head up towards him. When he kisses you, lips meeting yours so achingly tender, the entire world goes quiet. Everyone who could have possibly existed simply vanishes.

You stay like that for several moments, caught up in your boyfri- no, not boyfriend, fiance's arms and simply kiss him with every ounce of love you can wring out of your soul. His tongue licks into your mouth, eliciting a kitten like mewl of pleasure from the back of your throat. It's a sweet and tender kiss, soft and celebratory after what's just occurred.

"I love you." You say against his lips when you need a moment to breathe.

"I love you too. More than life, lifeje." Max's hand comes up to frame the side of your face, rubbing his thumb across your swollen bottom lip.

All you can do is stare up at him, pupils blown wide open. "How long have you been planning this? I can't believe you did all this...for me? Just for me?" For someone who has often gone unseen in their own family, being doted on like Max does is sometimes confusing.

"Months. I've had help. Danny and Lando helped decide where and how to do this." You can't help but chuckle at the thought of Daniel and Lando, two of Max's most unserious and unmarried friends, helping him plan a proposal.

"Alexandra and Kika too. They helped with the dress."

Your eyes widen in surprise. "Those two bitches knew and didn't tell me!"

Max tilts his head back and laughs heartily. The sound sends a zing down your spine. "No, although I suspect they might have figured it out. I just told them I was taking you on a surprise date and needed help with an outfit."

"And of course I did all of this for you." Max continues, face turning serious. "I did this all for you because I wanted you to know how important you are to me. How much I need you in my life. You're my everything, baby."

Emotion clogs your throat as you fight to keep the tears from falling. "I can't wait to be your wife, Maxie."

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1,293,938 likes liked by kikagomes, yourdad, danielricciardo, and others. yourpersonalinsta girlfriend < fiancé 💍 kikagomes ahhhhhhh congratulations pretty girl!!! you are going to make the most beautiful bride. WAIT OMG, is this why Max had Alex and I help buy that dress????? >>>yourpersonalinsta yes 🤭 love you kiks >>>user928 i'm sorry but am i reading this right? max had alex and kika help buy the dress that he had her wear to her own engagement. idk if i'll ever recover from this. user02938 MOM AND DAD ARE GETTING MARRIED landonorris glad he finally did it so i can stop hearing about how excited he is. >>>yourpersonalinsta love you too, lando >>>landonorris ❤️ maxverstappen1 can't wait to start calling you mrs. verstappen >>>user0283 i cannot be normal about this >>>user0029 i have no one to send this too redbullracing our favorite couple together forever!!! congrats you two (liked by author and maxverstappen1)

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My savefile ♡ FIRST PART

Playable worlds

♡ Brindleton Bay ♡ Britechester ♡ Chestnut Ridge ♡

♡ Del Sol Valley ♡ Henford-on-Bagley ♡ Magnolia Promenade ♡

♡ Mt. Komorebi ♡ Oasis Springs ♡ San Myshuno ♡

♡ San Sequoia ♡ Sulani ♡ Tartosa ♡ Windenburg ♡

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Mirage Canyon

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Hiii, I really liked your work and I wanted to ask The postal dudes with a male partner? (Sorry my English is not that good 😔)

the dudes with a male s/o ; headcanons

WARNING: Homophobia, violence, mental health themes

PAIRING: Postal (1) Dude x (Male) Reader, Postal (2) Dude x (Male) Reader, Postal (3) Dude x (Male) Reader, Postal (4) Dude x (Male) Reader, Postal (BD) Dude x (Male) Reader,, Postal (Movie) Dude x (Male) Reader,

NOTE: Hi! Thank you so much for your kind words, and I’m so excited to dive into this. Take care, and I hope you enjoy this!

P1 DUDE

Once he decides he loves you, he really loves you.

His paranoid tendencies make him hyper-vigilant about your safety.

The rare times you go out together, the stares don’t escape his notice.

He assumes everyone is judging you, which adds to his paranoia.

Homophobia isn’t uncommon in a place like Paradise, but most people avoid saying anything outright because Dude's aura screams unpredictable danger.

In the sanctuary of your home, he’s surprisingly tender.

He clings to you at night like you’re his lifeline, whispering his darkest fears and hopes.

The intimacy of trust with you is his solace.

Youget mistaken for “just friends” a lot, especially since he doesn’t really express affection in a conventional way.

P2 DUDE

He treats your relationship with a laid-back, “don’t care what anyone thinks” attitude.

He loves throwing an arm around you in public just to see people squirm.

If you’re feeling down about the judgment of others, he’ll crack a joke to lighten the mood.

If someone’s openly hostile, he’s more than happy to pull out a shovel or Molotov cocktail to deal with it.

Your home is your safe haven.

He’ll cook you meals (badly), share crude jokes, and snuggle on the couch after a long day of wreaking havoc.

His love language is absurdity, but his commitment to you is genuine.

P3 DUDE

He’s the type to constantly tease you, calling you cheesy pet names like “honeybuns” or “snugglebear,” but there’s no mistaking the genuine affection behind it.

In Catharsis, people are more vocal about their opinions.

You’ve both faced crude comments, but Dude's unpredictability keeps most people at bay.

He doesn’t take homophobia lightly and will defend you loudly and obnoxiously.

At home, he’s a clumsy but enthusiastic partner.

Expect him to trip over his words while trying to tell you he loves you, only to brush it off with a joke when he gets embarrassed.

P4 DUDE

Edensin also isn’t the friendliest place for a gay couple, but he doesn’t care.

He’s proud of you and will go out of his way to make you feel loved.

When someone makes a snide remark, he’ll either respond with a firm retort or resort to creative forms of revenge—like tossing dog shit at their house.

He loves quiet evenings, slow dances in the living room, and whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Despite his life, you’re his calm in the storm.

BD DUDE

He’s tired—of everything except you.

You’re his one constant, and he makes sure you know how much you mean to him through small gestures like sharing his last can of food or holding your hand.

He doesn’t care what anyone thinks.

If someone insults your relationship, he’ll shut them down with a well-aimed headbutt.

While he rarely expresses his emotions, you’ve seen him at his most vulnerable.

He lets his guard down with you, confiding his fears and dreams, knowing you won’t judge him.

MOVIE DUDE

He’s the most outwardly affectionate of the bunch, often making you laugh with his quirky sense of humor.

When someone makes a rude comment, he’ll respond with a witty comeback, leaving them looking stupid.

He’s not one for violence unless absolutely necessary.

He’s always surprising you with thoughtful gestures, like bringing you flowers he “borrowed” from a neighbor’s garden or serenading you with a cheesy love song.

People are often confused about your relationship, assuming you're just friends, but Dude will always find a way to subtly correct them.

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World Tourism Day

Travel Guide: Manila, Philippines

Manila, the Philippines' vibrant metropolis, is a dynamic mix of old and new, with ancient Spanish architecture meeting modern skyscrapers and busy marketplaces coexisting with elegant retail malls. Whether you're interested in the city's rich history, eclectic cuisine scene, or vibrant culture, Manila provides an intriguing and comprehensive experience.

When to Visit:

The dry season (November-May) offers less humidity and rain, with cooler temperatures from December to February. The wet season (June-October) offers indoor activities like museums and shopping and is less crowded.

Top Attractions:

Intramuros: The historic heart of Manila, built during the Spanish colonial period. Visits include Fort Santiago, San Agustin Church, and Casa Manila Museum.

Rizal Park (Luneta): A sprawling park dedicated to José Rizal, hosting the National Museum Complex.

Binondo, The World's Oldest Chinatown: A vibrant neighborhood known for its Chinese-Filipino culture and delicious food.

Manila Ocean Park: An aquarium and marine-themed park offering a variety of activities.

Cultural Center of the Philippines (CCP): Home to Filipino performing arts, hosting concerts, ballets, plays, and art exhibits.

Local Experiences:

Experience the Philippines' iconic jeepney ride for a colorful and affordable way to explore Manila. The city is a shopping paradise, with luxurious malls like SM Mall of Asia and bargain hunting at Divisoria Market and Greenhills Shopping Center. Enjoy local crafts, electronics, and clothes at these popular shopping destinations.

Food & Dining:

Manila is a hub of Filipino flavors, offering a diverse range of street vendors and fine dining options. Famous dishes include lechon, a traditional pig dish; adobo, a soy-braised chicken or pork dish; and halo-halo, a refreshing dessert made with shaved ice, sweetened fruits, jelly, ube, and leche flan.

Must-Try Restaurants:

Ilustrado Restaurant in Intramuros offers a blend of Spanish, Filipino, and international cuisine, while Barbara's Heritage Restaurant provides a cultural dining experience with traditional Filipino food and folk dance performances. Aristocrat is renowned for its Filipino comfort food.

Day Trips from Manila:

Tagaytay, Pagsanjan Falls, and Corregidor Island: • Tagaytay: 2-hour drive from Manila, offers cooler weather and Taal Volcano views. • Pagsanjan Falls: 3-hour boat ride through river gorge, ending with refreshing waterfall. • Corregidor Island: Historical island off Manila Bay, played a significant role during WWII. Guided tour of ruins, tunnels, and military barracks.

Nightlife:

Manila's nightlife scene is vibrant, particularly in Makati, Bonifacio Global City, and Malate. It offers trendy rooftop bars, live music, and dance clubs. Poblacion, known for its hip vibe, features speakeasies, bars, and clubs. Resorts World Manila, a luxury resort and casino, offers sophisticated dining, theaters, and bars for a sophisticated night out.

Getting Around:

Manila's traffic can be busy, so leave additional time to drive. You can get about using Grab (the taxi service app), jeepneys, buses, or LRT/MRT trains. Local communities also have tricycles and pedicabs accessible for shorter trips.

Cultural Etiquette:

• Mano Po: Traditional respect gesture where younger people place elder's hand on forehead. • Bayanihan Spirit: Filipino hospitality, friendly locals, and helpfulness encouraged.

Shopping:

Divisoria is a popular market known for affordable goods, while SM Mall of Asia is a massive mall offering luxury goods, local brands, an ice skating rink, and an IMAX theater.

Conclusion:

With its blend of colonial history, vibrant urban life, and ingrained culture, Manila is a city of contrasts. Whether you're taking in the lively culinary scene or discovering the old-world elegance of Intramuros, Manila provides a diverse and colorful experience that will make for lifelong memories.

[teatraps]

Wouldn’t it be so funny if game 5 was hella lore relevant out of nowhere?

Yes this is partially because I’m obsessed with them, but I noticed this running thing where all five of them at some point realize they’re getting played. Edgar is pretty much always saying it in every essence (golden ratio saying the philosopher’s stone is a sham, runaway calling out man in red, censer claiming Bai Ze is playing everyone, simple toad catching on to the whole hotel thing being a sham, house painter surviving the mycelium apocalypse and probably also being conscious of it before it got bad), Jose and Patricia being aware of metropolis being a sham in coa 5, Patricia with Maroon Crystal learning the land of Oz was built on lies, Kevin realizing hyla resort was some weird test thingie, Vera in Judith the dove figuring out the entire play is a lie to trap and hurt the actresses. All five of them have something where they learn everything is a lie and they’re getting played to try and get them hurt each other.

Bonus points for Censer’s entire beef with Bai Ze paralleling main lore and what happened to the Deross family. A paradise gets overrun by poachers and kill the leader of the paradise (the god of the mountain/Alice’s parents), someone loosely related to the poachers takes power (bai ze being related to the mirror demon/Orpheus’s dad helping with the poachers), and then censer’s main critique of Bai Ze is that 1. She shouldn’t get to have possession of the scroll because it doesn’t rightfully belong to her and 2. She’s ruining the mountain and what it was originally meant to be based on her own self righteous goals and hypocrisy. While censer wasn’t completely right with his beliefs about Bai Ze, it’s pretty applicable to Orpheus.

[stormxpadme]

Whumptober 2024 No. 4 - Hallucinations

07/29/2018

"Nice try."

Yawning, with the back of her hand against her lips, Katja shuffled outside to join Scott. The bed cover – much to his disappointment –, she held wrapped tightly around her body although their only company on their terrace in sight was endless, calm floods a few feet below and deserted fisher boats in the far distance. "You know, other guys wake their girl up with flowers and breakfast." Demonstratively, Katja slipped the diving fins Scott had left in front of her bed, after getting them from the island resort reception right at dawn, into the designated wooden bracket of the wall separating their little paradise domicile from the rows of the other houses. Dropping on the sun recliner between them, she watched, sadly with a bit of good-natured mockery instead of any interest to join, as he closed the last zipper of his neoprene suit and adjusted the straps of his quartz-coated diving goggles.

"You hate flowers in the bedroom," Scott reminded her slightly absently, busy with the stubborn hard rubber that refused to be shortened to the necessary length to stay reliably on, even within the strong currents of a stiff August breeze. His movements felt unnervingly sluggish, clumsy almost, though he usually didn’t have a problem to at least physically be fully capable right after waking up. Then again, the first night after a horror flight with two delays had been restless, haunted by the memory of some literature lesson with Charles decades ago for some reason, the scraps of the homework discussed in question still lingering at the back of Scott's mind, tugging his thoughts away from the conversation every few seconds though he wasn’t even particularly a fan of classics. "And no offense but I'm not trying to burn another ham and eggs to crisp when we'll have a whole buffet laid out for us in that restaurant over there in an hour. Which is more than enough time for a first quick tour."

"Right." Maybe in an attempt to distract him from his early morning sports ambitions, Katja crossed her legs in a way that had that cover slip deliciously up her bare thigh which did try to stir up the temptation of scooting the few inches over to that chair and get his lips on that newly exposed patch of skin for a moment, admittedly. A blinding bright ray of morning sun was even smoothing out the traces of certain old scars to Scott's shameless stare, demanding to wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight start the morning in a slightly less exhausting and all the more satisfying way …

The sober memory that such displays of affection just like nudity anywhere but in private closed dorms were punishable in this country, the conservative politics of which had always been the main reason why Scott hadn’t been hot on a holiday here, served as a good excuse to slip his own fins on instead, after another inviting nod to Katja's pair and toward the underwater suit waiting for her inside.

An amused headshake followed to his disappointment. "You still got a lot to learn about women, Scott Summers. An hour is barely enough for shower and make-up before heading out. You realize this is a high-profile destination, right? Can't show up there with bed hair and jeans as if we were at the school." their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay That was a slightly ridiculous attempt of justifying ordinary off-work laziness though – Katja rarely even bothered to doll up when they were scheduled for another mutant-human relation crisis meeting in the White House.

Then again, not like Scott was about to complain if she wanted to offer him something to look at ... Not to mention they had the whole week left still for adventures together.

Scott gave it a shrug and turned away to do a last quick check on his wrist camera, more impatient by the second to finally slip down those stairs and get a first look at that famous underwater world right outside their hut on his part. "I won't be long. Just curious about the reef. I'll mark down a few spots where there's most of the wildlife to see, then we can start right after eating."

"You sure that's worth it? Reefs in the Maldives have been dead for years. Then again, not like it will be much of a difference for you that the colors are gone, I guess." Well, apparently the night had been bad for both of them, seeing as Katja seemed to be insisting on ruining his enthusiasm for some reason.

grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight As he was shaking off a grimace about his wife's sour mood in this area of all places that she'd begged him to come with her to for so long, Scott's overly tired mind once more turned to those lamenting lines of some poetry he hadn’t even thought about in years. Christ, he'd always known why he'd hated Dylan Thomas. Scott pressed both his lips and eyes tight and finally pulled off his glasses to trade them against the diving mask, deciding to cool his own now quiet dampened mood in the water and let Katja properly wake up herself before attempting any further conversation. The last few months had been hard on all of them, he better not forgot that. He'd brought her here to get away from all that drama and worry and pressure for a few days before they'd finally have to make a decision about how to proceed with what they'd found out about the Brotherhood's latest deeds and learn, too late, they grieved it on its way and if he didn't give her – and himself – at least half a day to achieve exactly that, there wouldn’t be much relaxation and recreation for either of them, not even in the allegedly most beautiful space in the world. "As I said, just a swim around the block. Need to clear my head for a bit."

"I figured. You've been having bad dreams. Still thinking about New York?" Belatedly, Katja seemed to notice she hadn’t exactly been Mrs. Sensitive a second ago and slipped down behind him, that damn cover still held like a shield around her sinewy body, to rest one hand on his arm, just for a moment, before she started to nestle on the straps of his goggles in an attempt to straighten their position on his temples.

"Always." Yeah, Scott had definitely not been the only one with a shitty night if he actually had to remind his partner, with a cautious grab of her hand, a quick apologetic caress over it, how uncomfortable he was with people touching his shields. blind eyes could blaze like meteors Looking for the right words without sounding increasingly rude himself was becoming a challenge, especially since he still couldn’t tear his head away from that memory of the minutes right before waking up, these stubborn lyrics dancing in his unconsciousness like a song heard too often, a lecture given to far too many pupils too many times. Maybe he was simply overworked. Screw the maybe in that consideration. "And right now, I'd rather not. Flight and hotel were far too expensive for that, honestly. We're here to unplug for a few days, babe."

"Maybe we shouldn’t. Maybe this was a bad time, Scott." When she saw him lower his head in growing frustration, Katja quickly scooted behind him to wrap her arms around him, rest her lips on his neck where there seemed to be a hint of sunburn spreading already in spite of lotion and protective clothing, judging by the brief sting. because their words had forked no lightning "Don't get me wrong. I'm really happy we finally got to do this. This place is a dream. I just can't stop worrying about the school. Not sure it was such a good idea, leaving right after Egypt went so wrong."

Under different circumstances, the roles in this conversation would have been wildly reversed, with Scott probably already busy redressing and calling a ride, happy that his partner had become reasonable about a timeout they'd only taken so reluctantly anyway and that he didn’t have to be the asshole for once … Only he would have been if he'd let himself so easily be deterred now by an anxiety that had been haunting them for far longer than a week and that wouldn’t be going anywhere as long as they had no idea about how to proceed with what they'd recently discovered about the Brotherhood. And as long as they didn’t get some distance to it, nothing would change about that. "Yana will 'port us back to the mansion anytime if there's trouble, babe. Until then, I'd rather be counting sightings we don't get in Westchester than problems." With a smile that at least didn’t need to be entirely forced, Scott turned his head to capture Katja's lips in a brief kiss and then reached for the chart with the fish to be found in this reef that he'd grabbed at the souvenir shop on his equipment walk earlier. Two of the species depicted, he'd already been able to cross off, having spotted them through the glass table inside their bungalow while putting on the wetsuit. "I'll bring back on camera whatever I encounter out there and then you can help me identify them at breakfast, that a deal? If we make good use of the time, we'll be through the whole list by Sunday."

"You do know you need help for your obsessions, right?" Katja let out a resigned sigh, this time apparently oblivious to the renewed crease between Scott's brows about a repeated kind of dig he wasn’t used to from the woman by his side, not even in jest, not about weaknesses of his that he'd had to hold on to ever since mutating to protect the world from his destructive gift. good men, the last wave by, crying how bright When Katja straightened up before he could come up with a slightly huffed retort this time, after a somewhat condescending pat of his shoulder, that cover around her chest slipped again, and this time, Scott wasn’t so sure suddenly that was a trick of the lightning, his eyes missing another pattern of scars from her torture ordeal all these years back on the top of her cleavage ...

Yeah, tonight, they really both needed to try and get some better sleep. With a weary headshake, Scott looked down at the laminated info sheet in his gloved hand again, turning it to study the images on the backside too before he'd finally go under … He almost dropped the chart down the slippery stairs leading into the water when he spotted a short wall of text in place of said pictures, and not just a description of the Maldives wildlife that he'd missed in his half-awake state earlier. It was the same exact damn words he'd not been able to purge from his mind in the last ten minutes. rage, rage against the Before he could make any sense of what the fuck was happening here, the world around him went black.

***********

"Had a good nap there, Johnny Castle?"

"What …?" Scott startled up, disorientated, with a quiet curse when the same unpleasant burn at the back of his neck that he remembered from a few seconds ago emerged, apparently in truth coming from having fallen asleep on a sofa much too short for his exaggerated height. A piece of furniture in some stuffy artist's cloakroom he couldn’t remember how the fuck he'd ended up there or where it even was … Except he knew, of course he knew because he'd visited Alison in here before the talent show in a besieged city he'd let himself be persuaded to visit as a peace offering, for some dumb reason … Only he was pretty sure he'd gone there alone for that reason exactly, to not endanger anyone else on the team, not for the weak hope of badly needed negotiations with their enemies … For some reason, the woman he'd married had apparently thought this was a great day for reviving her actually long-overcome insubordination issues. "What the hell are you doing here, Cat?"

"Just how deep of a coma you've just been in? You really need to do something about your sleep rhythm." A bright chuckle on her lips, Katja turned away from the huge illuminated vanity on the wall and threw him something he hardly managed to catch in his ongoing disorientation, almost knee-long, silk, a shade he knew from the database to be a bright silver and definitely not something he'd put on in everyday life at school – one of his dancing jackets, matching the fluffy lace on his wife's gorgeous body. "Come on, get finished, we're up in five. Hey, remember you dragged me here to an audience who already hates us before we did one single jive step. No chickening out on me now. Mutant High represent and all, right?"

"Gotta give me a second here, babe." Scott rubbed his eyes under his glasses and rolled his aching shoulders, his mind still sleep-addled which was alarming enough by itself – a hostile city wasn’t exactly where you just passed out for half an hour, no matter how diplomatic the visit. A visit he still wasn’t quite sure when the plans regarding its participants had changed so rapidly but the last few nights had been short and restless, with a number of highly disturbing dreams … do not go gentle into that good night About time to get his shit together and focus on what they were here for, and that had little to do with showing off Latin on a stage that was as pretentious and cynical as every other single fucking thing in a city that had never belonged to mutant world alone and had suffered under Mystique's forced rule for far too long already. But if the X-Men were finally to do something about that, they needed to be smart about this chance to get a good look at things around here. And for an urgently necessary briefing for such spying activities, Scott preferred his whole team around. "Where's Alison?"

"Probably sucking off the jury? Gotta work for that American Mutant Idol title and all." Katja rolled her eyes when Scott scowled at the crude tastelessness of what could hardly even be called a joke, wondering if his wife was spending too much time with her adolescent patients at school lately. She turned to her reflection again with kajal in her hand, effectively escaping from Scott's far too close scrutiny of all that skin her costume was revealing as well which was all but glowing in the bright cloakroom light from tons of make-up she must have used to cover her scars. Her increasingly unnerved tone significantly lessened Scott's usual love for hearing his partner's soft, warm voice, the harsh syllables blurring in his perception with those lyrics from his last dream still haunting him. old age should burn and rave at close of day "Soundcheck and coffee. Which frankly, the latter you could use of a can or two of yourself. You wanted this, Scott. You wanted to come here so we finally got clarity on Mystique's plans. Look a little more alive, will you?" rage against the

Something was off. Scott thought he probably should have realized far sooner but if he was where he suddenly had to fear he was, if what was building like a throbbing hot ball of acid in his guts was anywhere close to the truth, then he thought he could forgive himself that temporary slight for once. And then he was well-advised to stop dwelling on that very thought right now.

"You dozing again?" Katja sought his gaze in the mirror with narrowing eyes and waved at the jacket in his hands. "Are you even listening? You still didn’t tell me what to look out for exactly on stage. I hate going in blind, boss, so spill the details already of how we are going to kick the Brotherhood in the ass this time. But be quick about it. We need another rehearsal of the lifts before the lights go on." rage

Right. Time was short or something but maybe not for the reason Scott was being told here. With numb hands, suddenly being pretty sure what he'd find, Scott reached for a show schedule on the sofa table before him, not the least surprised that what was written on it had nothing to do with a timetable. In Charles' neat, round handwriting that Scott hadn’t seen anywhere in reality in years, there were those same lamenting words written down he'd had to study for some assignment as a teenager. Words that many years later, he'd chosen as a very particular mantra to be tethered in his unconsciousness, in a training lesson with a woman who'd still been on the X-Men's side at that time. do not go gentle into that good night

I'm not sure what's the idea here. Charles has taught us how to use mental shields ever since we were teenagers, Frost.

Shields are for level 1 mind readers. You can't win against a powerful telepath unless you're one yourself, Summers. It's why Charles always rather preferred me in your people's corner than trying to contain me. If the Brotherhood ever gets their hand on a psychic, we're all fucked royally. And with mutant population growing by the year, we all better prepare for that unhappy eventuality.

How? If there's no winning against it …

You can't shake a mental grip on your own with no mental gift but you can learn how to keep a psychic hostile out of where you don't want them snooping around, if you're lucid enough through their probing. That's why I'm installing a safeguard in all your heads if you allow. It's like an itch under your skin that you can't reach. Mental RLS, basically. Something that will keep on popping up in your head when you're not alone in there. If something feels weird, start looking for the writings on the wall. It won’t help you shake them off, but it will help you knowing they're there until someone on your side comes to pull you out.

After what she'd last done, Scott had thought that pretty much impossible but for a second or two, he found, he actually missed Emma. Nothing he had even a second to ponder right now.

"Good morning to you too. About time." Katja smiled at him in that far too wide, exuberant way again that didn’t want to match a trip to a place where most people were waiting for a chance to kill you, when Scott dropped the schedule with a feigned rueful nod as if he'd finally remembered they needed to get off their asses, then stepped behind her chair without much ado, pulling her up by her shoulder to lead her into the first few steps of one of their jive programs.

A currently quite reluctant physical closeness needed both as an attempt to hide what was building in his finally wake perception louder and with shriller warning signals by the second … And to go sure, absolutely sure. Not that he really needed to, not anymore, and certainly no longer, once the lame excuse of a promenade to the imaginary song in the background almost ended with the woman in his arms dramatically falling to his feet.

Before she could straighten up again, the feigned embarrassed giggle on her lips froze, her eyes going wide, her body slumping as she looked down on it where a huge hole from Scott's powers had ripped through her midsection.

"You really need to work on your posture, Darkholme," Scott said coldly, stepping away before the bleeding body on the ground had even started turning into her true red and blue scaled shape. "Terribly sloppy footwork, too."

Just like that whole piece of work that his enemy had just presented to him to fool him, in fact, pretending to be someone she didn’t know half as well as she apparently thought. But what could you expect from someone who was all appearances?

In another life, if there'd been anything but hate between them, Scott might actually have told her, he thought with a snort, never taking his fingertips off his glasses, ready to go again anytime in case his enemy would recover faster than expected, using her powerful cell manipulation gift.

It turned out, Mystique didn’t even need to – of course she didn’t, not in a scenario like this, using a physical shape that didn’t even exist in the first place.

Scott felt the brutal sting of another shot of whatever they were using to keep him under on his neck, even in this world of hallucinations that his mind was being trapped in, no doubt courtesy of the power replicator on Mystique's team, before his thoughts started to drown in nothingness once more.

Apparently they'd gotten bored of trying to get to what they wanted to know from him with head games.

Scott seriously doubted whatever attempt he would wake up to next would be any more pleasant.

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Pondicherry, India: A Blissful Retreat by the Bay

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Unique Colonial Heritage: Pondicherry’s French Quarter, with its charming boulevards, cafes, and villas, transports you to a different era.

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Getting There:

By Air: The nearest airport is Chennai International Airport, around 135 km away. Regular taxis and buses connect Chennai to Pondicherry.

By Train: Villupuram Junction, 35 km from Pondicherry, is the closest railway station.

By Road: A scenic drive along the East Coast Road from Chennai is highly recommended.

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