#rhs build the dream

[beyondthetemples-ooc]

I started like... mildly crying 20 minutes ago and I haven’t stopped.

It’s equal parts Good Feelings and Bad Feelings! But it’s a lot of feelings.

tl;dr helping a friend made me emotional, my stomach tormented me last night so I’m especially fragile, I’m insanely excited for QPP Moving Day TOMORROW!, and then I heard a leader in the org say “I celebrate the person sitting in your seat” and a bunch of other really loving, gentle, appreciative things and I realized how badly I NEED TO HEAR THAT, and how, for the longest time, I just didn’t.

Mild emetophobia warning for discussion of Feeling Bad, and emotional warning for what might amount to... childhood emotional neglect? Is that a thing?

I don’t know if I can ramble, my emotions are kinda threadbare right now. So, bullet points.

- I stayed up late last night to talk to a friend having a crisis. Staying up late alone wouldn’t have been a problem at all, I was happy to “make time” for sia! But

- RIGHT as I was falling asleep, my stomach hit me with Overwhelmingly Sick Feeling that escalated RAPIDLY, convinced me I was going to Be S*ck for 2-3 hours straight, and I was trying to fight the phobia down, I really was, but I couldn’t. I wound up laying there huddling and shivering, frantic for Literally Hours, until it finally decided to just feel sore instead, and I finally got to sleep.

( ^ That part is probably my own fault. I got Chipotle for dinner because I wanted to Do Things instead of cook yesterday, and Chipotle usually goes well. But then I ate the whole bowl AND the whole (small) bag of ships. Which I KNOW I shouldn’t do, my stomach can barely handle a SMALL meal! But I THOUGHT I was still hungry? And I felt fine, mostly just sleepy, Right Up Until 1-2 AM. And then it all hit me HARD.)

But even when it finally calmed down, emotionally I was in pieces. It Didn’t Actually Happen, but gods I really thought it was going to that whole time.

So between recovering from The Struggle Against Phobia Panic and not sleeping much, I’ve spent all day feeling low-energy and tired and wrung out.

So I’ve got this Emotional Torment right up alongside the “WILD INSANE EXCITEMENT AHHHH” because my QPP is moving in here TOMORROW, and I can’t believe it’s finally going to be REAL? We’re going to be here? Together? In this place that’s our own? We can see each other and hug each other and play games or watch movies together whenever our schedule allows? I can tell them goodnight in person?

I have so many starry-eyed feelings about this, I just. Fuck, man, it’s going to be life-changing.

And then I listened to a recording from a couple years ago. One of the leaders in the organization, probably one of my very favorite people to hear speaking, gave one of her heart-wrenchingly encouraging speeches. Encouragement wrenches MY heart, anyways. In a good way, but also in the way that makes me realize how starved I am for that kind of... just, love.

“I celebrate the person sitting in your seat.”

I’m just going to copy the relevant bits of the message I sent to my mentor and elaborate a little bit, because... I don’t have the energy to reword it, frankly.

I started crying a little at the part where she said "I celebrate the person sitting in your seat"...but I also think there's some underlying wounds that she speaks to. That part specifically made me feel so overwhelmingly loved and appreciated and part of the reason I started crying is because I don't feel that way very often. But I want to. I think everyone wants that, probably.

And I'm almost envious of her. I want so, so badly to learn how to edify and uplift and love on people the way she does.

It's especially hard because my love language is words of affirmation and I want to be able to give those words to people, but that's one of the times my throat just doesn't work and I struggle to get the words out. They're important and deeply felt, and for me big emotions are the hardest feelings to put words to. But I desperately WANT to. I want people to know I care.

But I want to learn how to give people those affirmations more often. And I don't think I don't do it at all, because last night a friend was going through a crisis and she called me and we talked for like an hour, and afterwards she said it helped so much, and today another friend...sent me a message saying they're having a hard time and could they please have some comfort, so obviously I'm making SOME kind of impact in peoples' lives. They must feel safe and loved if they come to me for help like that. But I forget that really easily.

This is probably one of those things that's going to come with practice, but do you have any tips for how to help people feel loved and appreciated? I'm not sure exactly HOW to practice telling people "I love you" and "I appreciate you". I haven't had many good examples of that being communicated in my life, so when I try to think of HOW to do it, I kinda just draw a blank.

Is it like that method you have about practicing feeling joy, where you notice the things that make you feel that way, and make notes of it, and then kind of take that and extend that to others? Or is this one of those things where you have to ask people point-blank, "What makes you feel loved and appreciated?" How do you shine that light and warmth on people?

All I want in life is to leave a positive mark on this world, and I think that's a pretty important way to do that.

But what I didn’t tell my mentor is, I spent ten minutes while I was trying to compose this message to feel my way through the pain that GL’s message brought up.

With the love I felt from it came the deep-aching realization that the reason it felt So Amazingly Impactful to me is because I don’t GET THAT much.

I so, so very RARELY am told “Thank you”, or “You made a difference”, or “I’m proud of you”.

That last one, I’m so desperate to hear that when my stepmother (OF ALL PEOPLE!) was drunk at my sister’s wedding reception and told me “I’m so proud of you”, I legitimately felt my eyes going wide and starry, and I tried to stop myself, but I couldn’t resist fishing deeper. “Really? For what?” (She didn’t have any specifications to that, unfortunately. “Just the person you are.” That’s news to me. It felt a little empty tbh.)

Like... I want to specify that my mother DOES tell me she’s proud of me, she encourages me, she compliments me, she gives me heartfelt praise and I can tell she really means it. But her and my mentor are probably my only source of that. I didn’t have those heartfelt conversations with her until I was about 19 years old. I wonder if maybe she didn’t know how to give me those shreds of affirmation, the same way I struggle to give them to people now?

Growing up, I essentially NEVER heard any kind of praise or thanks. The one and only thing people usually praised me for was “You’re so smart”, but even that was usually the backhanded-compliment prefix to a following “But if only you were better at being smart!” (Gifted kid complex, anyone?)

I used to write in my diary when I was in elementary school that “nobody loves me”. I wasn’t being melodramatic or exaggerating, that was genuinely what it felt like sometimes. I felt unappreciated and unloved. I would be told “Love you!” before bed and that was about it. I still drank up those 2-to-3 word statements and cried the one time my stepmother didn’t tell me that. But I was starved of any genuine praise rooted in sincere appreciation or pride or joy.

Maybe I got a “You did so well!” after doing a solo piece in a choir concert, or giving a speech at a school function. But when I stopped performing on a stage around age 12, I stopped getting even that.

That was when I started sharing my stories. When I started posting my fanfictions, I was so incredibly over-the-moon ELATED whenever someone posted a nice comment that I responded to Every Single Individual One with a private message giving them my heartfelt thanks. And if they were anonymous, I responded in the story’s next chapter.

And the thing that hurts so much about this NOW is... I desperately, really, truly, needfully Want to Tell People I Love and Appreciate Them. But I don’t have any examples. I don’t know how. I wasn’t taught the language of positivity growing up, and I wasn’t shown how to be vulnerable enough to be sincerely grateful and happy for someone.

I don’t want to make people feel unloved or unappreciated the way I felt growing up. I don’t EVER want someone to think I take their love for granted. I never, ever EVER want to make people think they’re unworthy or failures or even just “nothing special”. Especially the people I love.

One of my biggest “angst” points when I was a kid relentlessly controlling my emotions was lamenting that the people around me felt unloved. I thought that was my own fault. I didn’t realize that’s something you’re taught, just like sewing and cooking and writing. I thought I was broken somehow, that I had permanently removed my own ability to feel and show love.

That wasn’t the case. That wasn’t EVER the case. I never stopped being compassionate; I never stopped holding my friends very near and dear to my heart. I never (well, almost never) became cruel. I always had love, it just felt trapped inside me. I didn’t know how to release it.

I still don’t. And that makes me sad because the people in my life, even the random people I talk to on the street, deserve to feel loved and deserve to know they’re appreciated and important and deserve that genuine connection. They deserve encouragement and praise.

And the people I love most... My boyfriend, my friends, my mother? I so, so desperately mourn for the fact that I can’t bear my whole heart. I don’t know how to share the immense well of love with them when it’s locked up.

I wish I knew how to tell people, “I love and appreciate you.”

I’m trying to learn, but it doesn’t feel like it’s enough. Does it matter? Does it make a difference? Do people know I love them?

(Don’t try to eliminate all emotion from yourself for 10+ years, kids. It makes you insecure about what you show, what you CAN show, and it makes it harder to connect with the hearts around you.)

There was more, it is a deep wound, but I’m running out of steam... I might be all cried out now. I’m not sure.

Anyways, I’m going to go catch up on Broken Youth because I don’t know what to do with these emotions and maybe that’ll make me cry more and get it out.

[selfshippinglover]

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[luxeacademia]

Brindleton Bay Taylors Version Pt. 01: Wildest Dreams Jewelry & Style Clothing Boutique by luxeacademia

So I am a big Swiftie and recently had this idea of making Brindleton Bay builds inspired by 1989 TV. Here is the first build. I have a few more planned and I am super excited about it! I also chose to photograph this build during the winter because it gave "snow on the beach' vibes. Hope you like it! -

Presenting "Wildest Dreams" and "Style" – where retail therapy meets Hamptons charm.

"Wildest Dreams" Jewelry: Discover an array of sparkling gems and accessories that will make your Sims' wildest dreams come true. From delicate necklaces to shimmering rings, this boutique is a haven for those who appreciate the finer things.

"Style" Clothing: Dive into the world of fashion at "Style," where coastal Hamptons aesthetics blend seamlessly with Taylor's 1989 era. Explore racks of chic outfits and timeless ensembles that exude sophistication and style.

Come explore our retail paradise, where Sims can indulge in shopping sprees that capture the essence of coastal luxury.

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[atinylittlepain]

Firehouse Harrington

firefighter!Steve Harrington x f!reader/f!oc

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warnings | 18+ SMUT, wooh boy very much smut, angst, PTSD-like behavior, rough sex, slight dubcon in the beginning, seriously it's very much smut, ok???

a/n | this was inspired by a post I saw from @carolmunson about Mr. Harrington being a fireman, need I say more? Will definitely be writing for this man again.

For a long time, Steve felt like he wasn’t really great at anything. School never came easy to him, getting by with barely passing grades. Sure he was alright at sports in high school, but that faded fast. And King Steve? Well, that was all a facade. It seemed like everyone around him had some sort of talent. Nancy was a great writer. Jonathan, a great photographer. Robin was wicked smart. Eddie had the guitar. And Steve was just… Steve. 

After Vecna was defeated, he felt listless, like he was just moving through life without any direction. He didn’t have the grades for college. He was stuck in a dead-end job. All his friends were moving on to bigger and better things, and he was watching grass grow in Hawkins. At least when the world was ending, he had a purpose. 

But then, when Operation Desert Storm kicked off in 1990, Steve realized what he was great at. He enlisted that year, shipped straight to the gulf, because the one thing Steve knew he was great at was running towards danger and somehow figuring out how to handle it. It was the worst two years of his life, fighting a useless war that no one really understood. But it was there that he met some older men, vets who had reentered service. They told him that, when he got back to civilian life, the best job for a man with a taste for chaos would be at a fire station. And they were right.

Before he served, there was still a softness that Steve let show to the people he cared for, but something slid into place, steel plates over his heart. When he returned, he was harder, quieter. He moved to Indiannapolis, and while he was only twenty-six, he fit right in with the older men at one of the local fire stations. His days fell into simple rhythms. He smoked like a chimney, waiting for the alarm to blare so he could go into auto-pilot action. He never felt more at peace than when he was running into a burning building. It made him feel useful. 

On his nights off, some of the other men at the station would usually drag him out to bars, more often strip clubs, always goading each other into trying to get laid. Steve hated it, usually getting himself so drunk he could only remember slivers of the night behind his throbbing headache the next morning. The men were downright predatory towards women, wolf-whistling and shouting from the open garage at anything with legs. Steve hated that too, but he joined in because another part of him really liked it, the false power he felt when he’d flash a smarmy grin at women passing by. 

Today was no different. An uncharacteristically sweltering day towards the end of August. It was time for monthly maintenance on the trucks and Steve had been tasked with hosing them down. He was stripped down to just his white wife beater tucked into a pair of work pants, his dog tags sticking against the slightly damp skin of his chest. He heard one of the men let out a low whistle, whipping his head around in time to catch a glance of a pretty thing in a sweet little dress.

“Hey, sugar, you wanna come take a ride on a real fire truck?”  

“Pretty girl, where you going so fast, come spend some time with me!”

The men continued lobbing borderline obscene phrases her way. Steve just chuckled, watching her stop, stricken by the men’s shouts. Her knuckles turned white around the strap of her bag.

“In your dreams, perverts. Go fuck yourselves.” The men howled at her retaliation. Usually the women didn’t stick around to give them a piece of their minds. She flipped them off and then kept walking. Steve couldn’t help but smile at her boldness. A brief interruption to the usual rhythm.

…

They got a call that night from the Indiana University Campus. A microwave had exploded in one of the dorm’s communal kitchens. The fire itself was not a big deal, but they had evacuated the entire building, a frantic crowd of teens to sift through outside. Steve and his team have been trying to figure out just how the microwave exploded in the first place, and it’s proving near impossible as they try to talk to hysterical co-eds. A freshman points him to that floor’s RA and Steve feels his stomach twist when he sees who she is. The same girl that flipped him and his cat-calling team off just that afternoon. She was still wearing that pretty dress, now with a large sweater thrown over it in the cooling night. When she saw him approaching, it was clear she remembered him as well, letting out an incredulous laugh before furrowing her brow at him.

“You’re who they called? Fan-fucking-tastic. Tell me, did you put out the fire with an extinguisher? Or did you just harass it until it smothered out?” Steve’s jaw is slack. The mouth on this chick.

“Ma’am, my team and I are just trying to figure out what caused the fire in the first place, then we’ll be out of your hair.” She huffs.

“Well, I don’t think it takes a genius to put two and two together. You take a witless freshman coupled with an ancient microwave and sooner or later you’re gonna have a fire on your hands.” Her arms are crossed over her chest, hip cocked to the side as she glares at Steve. 

“Are you referring to the freshmen you’re supposed to be in charge of? I was told you’re the RA for the floor the fire was on.” She falters, just slightly. Steve’s got her on that one.

“Look, the fire is out, douchebag. Thank you so much for your help, now can you just let us get back into our fucking dorms?” Steve’s about to tell her what he thinks of her foul mouth, when one of his team calls him over. A resident has admitted they had started the fire by putting a metal fork into the microwave on accident. It’s a quick flurry of activity, giving the kid a stern talking to, and then clearing the scene. As the students start to shuffle back into the building, Steve cranes his neck from the truck, trying to find her again, but she’s lost in the crowd. He collapses into bed that night thinking about her very angry, very pretty face.

…

It’s Friday, Steve’s night off. He’s been prodded out to a bar by some of the other men at the station. The music is blaring and the lights are dim and all Steve wants is for the (very) stiff drinks to keep coming until everything starts to blur a little. Both of his buddies have slinked off with nameless women, getting their dicks wet while they can. Steve sits alone at the bar, nursing a few fingers of whiskey, when he hears a very familiar voice ordering a beer. He whips around in his seat, and sure enough, there she is, this time in jeans that fit too good and a little tank top. His throat tightens, and then she sees him and lets out that same disbelieving laugh.

“I must be more drunk than I thought because there’s no way in hell I’m actually seeing you again.” Steve snorts at her exasperation, throwing back the rest of his whiskey, grinning around the sting.

“Sorry, baby, we meet again.”

“I’m not your baby, dickweed. Have a nice night.” She spins to walk away but Steve, seemingly loosened up by the few glasses he’s already had, stands, grabbing her wrist to yank her back towards him. She stumbles on her feet, body pressing up against his to get her bearings.

“What the fuck is your problem? You can’t just—”

Her words die in her throat as Steve brings one large palm to rest along her neck, thumb pressing under her chin to tilt her face up to him.

“You know, you should really be careful how you run that mouth, baby. Someone might have half a mind to put it to better use.” His other hand rests on her hip, fingers dipping just below the waist of her jeans. She sneers at him.

“Oh yeah? Someone like you? You gonna put me in my place, big, tough, fireman?” His fingers on her neck firm up, pressing harder into her skin. The music’s too loud to hear, but he can feel the whimper thrumming in her throat. He splits into a snide smile.

“Oh baby, I think you want me to teach you a lesson.” Her eyes are blown wide, staring up at him, lips parted.

“Mmhm. In fact, I think you’d enjoy it.” He’s dipped down to let his lips murmur right up against her ear. He can feel the way she shudders against him. She gasps when he jerks back from her, grabbing one of her wrists to pull her behind him through the crowd. Her protests die in the thumping bass of the music.

He finds the bathroom towards the back of the bar, dragging her in behind him. It’s empty, and he locks the door before turning back to her.

They’re on each other in an instant. It’s a fight for dominance, all clashing teeth and clicking spit, hands grasping at whatever bare skin they can find. He wraps his hand around her throat, pulling back to look at her, swollen lips and darkened eyes.

“My name’s Steve, baby. I’m gonna wanna hear you saying it. Do you understand?” She nods, trying to dip back into his mouth, but he muscles her around until he’s pressing her up against the wall, digging his thick thigh between her legs to press harshly against her clothed cunt. She lets out a whine.

“I said, do you understand?” He presses against her harder, drawing a gasp from her.

“Yes.”

“Yes what, bunny?”

“Yes, Steve.” He grins, keeping his hand around her throat as he licks back into her mouth. He brings his other hand to her jeans, quickly undoing them and shoving his hand down the front of her panties. When he swipes through her folds, she moans, throwing her head back against the wall.

“Aw, you’re fucking soaked. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you like me, baby.” She whimpers as he presses hard circles into her clit, starting to grind her hips against his hand. He slips two fingers down to her entrance and she preens as he starts to thrust up into her. She’s putty in his hands, a writhing mess.

“This all you need, huh doll? Just needed my fingers to shut that dirty mouth of yours up? Look how desperate you are. Fucking slut. You like getting fucked in some dirty little bathroom by a stranger, huh? You that much of a whore?” He can feel her clenching around his fingers with his words, can tell she’s close. He takes his fingers away, and she whines at the loss of his touch.

“Asked you a question, doll. Tell me, are you that big of a slut?” 

“Fuck– please, p-please keep going. I was so fucking close– please keep g-going.” He just tuts, stepping back from her, noting how unsteady he is without his hand holding her up by her neck.

“Still such a dirty mouth, I think it’s time we put it to better use, yeah?” Her mascara is running, and though she still glares at him, she nods.

“Get on your knees, like a good girl.” He starts unbuckling his belt, watching as she slowly sinks to her knees.

Her eyes widen when he takes his cock out, stroking himself lazily before stepping forward to run the head along her bottom lip.

“Gonna be good for me, baby?” She nods, gazing up at him through her damp eyelashes.

He bends down, bringing his hand to stroke her cheek before smacking her across the face. It’s light, but still enough to make her head turn, she gasps.

“Words, doll.”

“Yes, Steve, I’m gonna be good for you.” He grins, standing back upright, guiding his dick to her lips. It’s heaven as she sinks her mouth down onto his cock. When she gets about halfway down, she starts to try to pull back, but Steve has another idea. He grabs onto her hair, fisting it to keep her in place. She whimpers, bringing her palms to his thighs to try to push away.

“Shh, shh, baby. You wanna be good for me, right? You gotta take it all, pretty. Take all of me down that little throat.” He starts to cant his hips forward, until he can feel her nose grazing his pelvis, her throat constricting around his cock. He pulls her off his dick by her hair and she sputters, eyes watery and choking on air. 

“Go ahead, baby. Keep being good for me.” He doesn’t even have to guide her, she dips back in, hollowing out her cheeks around his dick before taking all of him again. Steve groans when he hears her little gags. She slowly finds a rhythm, taking him as deep as she can and pulling off to suckle at the tip.

“Got a perfect mouth, bunny. Fuck– just needed something to do with it, huh?” She moans at that and the vibrations around his cock make him throw his head back.

“You like this, baby? Getting your throat fucked?” She hums in response. Steve chuckles.

“God, you really are a whore.” He looks down and can see that she’s dipped her hand into her panties. Steve yanks her back by her hair, causing her to gasp.

“Did I say you could touch yourself, doll?” She’s a mess, spit drooling down her chin, her makeup all but fucked off. She shakes her head.

“N-no, daddy.” Her eyes go wide the minute she says it, seemingly shocked by her own words. Steve’s brain short circuits for a moment before he chuckles.

“Oh, doll. Is that what you need? You need daddy to teach you a lesson?” He’s already hauling her up by her arms, pressing her front down against the sink countertop.

“Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s gonna give you exactly what you need.” He yanks her jeans and panties down in one harsh swoop, causing her to whine from the stark chill of the air.

He runs his palm from the back of her thigh up to the meat of her ass, kneading into the skin there before drawing his hand back and slapping her hard. She jerks forward into the counter, and for a moment, Steve worries he’s gone too far, but then a long drawn out moan sounds from the back of her throat. He smirks.

“You’re something else, bunny. Why don’t you tell daddy what you need, huh?” He leans over her, cock slipping between her slick thighs. He pulls her head up by her hair until she’s looking at him through the mirror. He brings his lips right to her ear.

“What do you need, baby?”

“You, daddy. I need you.” He rears back to smack her ass again. 

“Gotta be more specific than that, doll.” She gasps, “y-your cock. Please, I need your cock. Need you to fuck me, daddy, please–”

“Shh, shh, pretty baby. Just had to ask, yeah? Use your words like a good girl. Daddy’s gonna give it to you.”

He strokes his cock between her folds, groaning at how wet she is before pressing up against her entrance. She keens as he starts to push in, back arching under him.

Steve lets out a low moan, “fuck, bunny, think your pretty little pussy can take all of me? S’fucking tight, christ.” She gasps as he continues to press forward, wiggling her hips back to take more of him.

“Yes, yes, I can take it, I can take it– fuck– please keep going, Steve.” They both sigh when his hips meet the plush of her ass. He hovers over her, pressing his forehead between her shoulder blades.

“God, you’re perfect. Fucking made for me.” He presses a kiss to the nape of her neck, “can I move, baby? You ok?” 

“Yes, yeah, please fuck me. Want you to fuck me, Steve.” That’s all the permission he needs, starting a desperate pace as he rolls his hips against her. His dog tags have slipped out of the collar of his shirt and are trailing the top of her spine as he continues to fuck her.

He brings one hand to snake down her front, finding her clit and drawing firm swipes across it, “need you to come for me, baby. Want you to come on my cock. Can you do that for me, pretty?” She whines as he starts to draw sloppy circles around her clit.

“Y-yes, gonna come for you. Don’t stop– fuck– don’t stop.” He’s practically laying over her now, grinding his hips deeper into her. Steve can feel the pleasure pulling taut in his spine, on the brink of snapping.

“Come, baby. Come for me.” That’s all it takes. She yelps out a broken cry and he can feel her pulsing around him. He quickly pulls out, pumping himself a few times before he’s spurting all over her ass, shivering as he comes down. They’re both breathing hard, he rests his palms on the countertop, framing her body with his arms. She’s sunk down on her forearms, head dipped between her elbows. Steve takes a few deep breaths, tucking himself away before stepping back to take in his cooling spend dripping down her thighs.

“Shit, I’m sorry. Let me clean you up.”

He keeps a hand pressed to the hilt of her spine, a reassurance as he grabs a paper towel and gets it damp before drawing it across the mess he made. She whimpers under his ministrations, and he feels his heart catch in his chest. He gets down on his knees behind her, pressing a kiss to the back of each thigh before he slowly pulls her jeans back up around her hips. Steve can’t explain it, just a while ago she was making his blood boil, but now all he wants to do is take care of her.

He steps back, letting her press up and turn around to lean back against the counter. She swipes away the drippy mascara under her eyes. Steve’s fingers flicker with the urge to cup her cheek, stroke that soft bit of skin where he can still see the dampness of her tears. She’s smiling, still a little dazed. He clears his throat.

“Wanna apologize. For that day outside the station.” Her brow furrows.

“You weren’t the one howling at me, last time I checked.”

“No, but I didn’t stop them. I know that’s not right. They shouldn’t be talking like that to anyone. I should’ve stopped them.” She shrugs.

“I’ve heard worse. I should apologize too. For being so rude that night outside the dorm. I was really stressed, you know? And seeing you brought all that rage at those bastards back. But I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. You were just trying to do your job.” She holds out her hand to him and he tentatively takes it in a firm shake. Steve speaks first.

“I’m sorry, but I’m realizing that I don’t even know your name.” She smiles and when she tells it to him, his brain starts playing it on an infinite loop, like a ditzy drugged-out drumbeat.

“Might be doing things a little backwards here, but are you hungry, wanna go get something to eat?” She grins, stepping in closer to him to let her palms span over his chest.

“Uh, yeah, you just gave me the workout of a lifetime. I’m fucking starving.” Steve feels like he’s melting under her touch. Something long dormant starting to stir.

“Still gonna have to work on that dirty mouth, huh, pretty?”

[apollenaria]

It's been a while, I have gone on a bit of a splurge, the initial plan was to just buy more of the discount rh dolls but I saw a store had relisted the rainbow dream dolls on their website and I had to pick up Carmen at least, I'll grab the other two when their on sale, I had known that Bambi was for sale but I last saw her when I was broke so perfect time to pick her up and Ursula was there too, I kinda hate that they switched out the inset eyes for painted ones and the lil blind box foods but the second outfit sold with them makes up for it, I'm just happy their for sale in stores and not just on the Disney store online

I was just checking store stock when I found Clawdeens bedroom, it's super cute!!!! And much cheaper then I was expecting, I've been slacking super hard on monster high hunting cause Mattel's been terrible about getting stock here

And the crown jewel Sage! She finally arrived in the mail, I'm slowly building the band, god the Star Darling are so prettyyyy!!!! Hopefully I'll be able to buy my fave of the 5 soon

[bone-weaver]

Yesterday I woke up from a dream where I was in a horror-movie-esque reality show where people die in the challenges and if you get “voted off the island” by the judges they kill you. Thrilling right? Well, all of the participants were these adolescent children who looked like Rainbow High and Madoka Magicka characters (so that was terrifying).

When someone lost a challenge they didn’t just get shot or something: every few challenges they have this formal broadcasted going away ceremony where all of the losers would go on TV with their families and be interviewed one last time before “moving on to a different place”—meaning they take them back in some private room and give them a lethal injection like in The Giver. One of the women doing the interviewing was new and really wanted to capture raw drama and emotion from the participants. Acting super sweet, she crouched down and asked this one boy to tell her what he *really* thought about all of this. (He was a cute little black kid with a monochromatic orange color scheme because RH.) When she did this, the kid laughed in her face and violently stabbed her with a pencil, causing her to need to leave the set for medical attention. Good on that kid.

After the kids were taken away, there would be exhibits made about them with a lifelike statue of them in the room where they’d lived during the show. The idea was that by the end there would be a collection of these in house they’d been sharing and people could come see it as a tourist attraction. All of the exhibits were super cute and feel-good and just wholesome and commemorative of these “sweet kids who moved on to a new place”. After the going away ceremony, I went into the room where they were building these with one of the other participants and we watched some people put up the exhibits about the four or five kids who’d been taken away. (Yes. The messed up nature of all of this was heavily implied.)

Implications aside however, in the moment it weirdly wasn’t actually that scary of a dream. It was one of those dreams where I was pretty sure I had plot armor and was going to win the reality show. It was still not pleasant however. The participants were all getting to be friends so every time one lost it was super sad and traumatic for everyone. (Violet Willow lost on the first challenge and while everyone was sad for her, we also all kind of saw it coming.)

In my head, all of the challenges were themed off of a different fear from The Magnus Archives. We were on a short intermission before we started the second to last challenge which was Vast themed. It would involve paddling around an endless ocean in little boats and eventually working together to survive an encounter with some kind of kraken or sea monster. Weirdly, there was some kind of mechanic in the system where some of the participants had been through the challenges multiple times. I’d been through and survived the Vast challenge before, but that was as far as I’d gotten. The gimmick of the Vast challenge is that it would force participants to work together more than ever before so that they would bond a bunch more before A) one or two more kids are voted off the island and B) they’re all pitted against each other in the last challenge (for ultimate, tear-jerking drama of course).

And what’s the last challenge? I don’t know exactly—I never made it that far before. Just that it was going to take place in a beautiful garden/forest/parkland. And that it would be Flesh themed. Also, I think it was implied that it would be more pvp than the previous challenges.

In spite of just having totally flopped one of the last challenges (why were we performing a line dance for one of the challenges ? I don’t know. I’m really bad at line dances though) I’d survived so far and was preparing to compete in the Vast challenge for the second time.

It was at this point my mom called my phone and woke me up. I’m a bit disappointed I didn’t get to do the ocean challenge and see how things turned out, but you know? I think I’m okay with not living through a murdery Flesh nightmare, even just in a dream.

[pickerelstripe]

[CM] Religious Words

Third expansion, words related to religion! View this post for information on ClayClan’s mythology. Below there’s translations for god, folk hero, blessing, and bobcat, plus some extra content related to base Clanmew words and the names for the gods.

God - Paokeshaf Derived from base Clanmew paokepba* (powerful spirit) and shahaf* (holy). A paokeshaf is the most powerful being that ClayClan believes in - they recognize six, collectively making up the pantheon. Living cats cannot interact with paokeshaf. Rather, Silverpelt warriors ferry messages from the gods to the living, messages that manifest as omens and dreams.

Folk hero - Aroshaf Derived from base Clanmew waro* (less) and shahaf* (holy), in that they are less holy than the gods but more holy than regular spirits. Aroshaf is the term for any heroic character in a legend. ClayClan’s most famous aroshaf is a molly who made a deal with Yiaow to banish bobcats from Clan territory - this deal was taken, but on the stipulation that she become a bobcat and lead them away herself. She succeeded and was allowed into Silverpelt after death for her good deeds. I’m still working out a name for her!

Blessing - Shabai Derived from base Clanmew shaba* (prayer). Shabai is a gift from the gods to an especially pious or special cat - it can manifest in many ways.

Bobcat - Mwrruobeh Derived from base Clanmew maobeh* (damned soul). While most animal names in Claymew are based off the sounds they make, bobcats are special - their name communicates that they are dangerous and associated with lost souls. Also unlike other animals, the word mwrruobeh will never be part of a Clan cat’s name. 

Claymew also uses the words Ssoenborrl* (Silverpelt) and kogmwa* (curse) lifted from base Clanmew. These are important concepts in their mythos, but I like the base words, so I saw no need to change them. Also - Ssoenborrl/Silverpelt is the name ClayClan uses for their heaven, the plane that dead Clan cats go. They don’t call it StarClan! This was just a stylistic choice, I love the word “Silverpelt” and wish it was used more in canon haha.

Finally - a note on the names of the gods!  ClayClan’s pantheon was something I added very early into world-building, so I named them long before I decided to make Claymew. Thankfully I based their names off of real-world cat sounds, so they ended up fitting right in with the conlang! The only difference is that certain letters I picked are different in Claymew - for example, “rh” in the gods’ names would translate as “rr”. So, just for fun, I whipped up some Claymew-ified god names:

Rhurr -> Rrurr, or just Rr  Chikik -> Chikik, this one was basically Claymew already Fulgurr -> Fulgrr Hyaash -> Heeyash Mrrha -> Mrra Yiaow -> Yeeaow

The old names are still the canon ones, I just thought this would be a neat exercise in pronunciation :]

[mostlysignssomeportents]

This day in history

#20yrsago Left-wing media bias? In your dreams https://web.archive.org/web/20030411094341/weblog.siliconvalley.com/column/dangillmor/archives/000838.shtml

#15yrsago Air Force lawyers send DMCA notice to YouTube https://www.wired.com/2008/03/air-force-cyber-2/

#15yrsago Cal State U forced to re-hire Quaker math teacher who inserted “non-violently” into loyalty oath https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-xpm-2008-mar-08-me-loyaltyoath8-story.html

#10yrsago AP: Chavez made “meager” gains, only reduced poverty, didn’t build the world’s tallest building https://fair.org/home/ap-chavez-wasted-his-money-on-healthcare-when-he-could-have-built-gigantic-skyscrapers/

#10yrsago Random House responds to SFWA on its Hydra ebook imprint https://www.publishersweekly.com/pw/by-topic/digital/content-and-e-books/article/56244-rh-responds-to-sfwa-slamming-its-hydra-imprint.html

#10yrsago NYPD will arrest you for carrying condoms: the women/trans/genderqueer version of stop-and-frisk https://www.vice.com/en/article/3b5mx9/new-york-cops-will-arrest-you-for-carrying-condoms

#10yrsago Canada’s National Post pretends fair dealing doesn’t exist, presents you with bill to copy a single word https://web.archive.org/web/20130311104536/https://www.michaelgeist.ca/content/view/6802/125/

#5yrsago A mechanical, wooden Turing machine https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vo8izCKHiF0

#5yrsago Florida students succeed where so many have failed, force state legislature to pass gun control rules despite ferocious NRA lobbying https://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/florida-legislature-backs-new-gun-restrictions-after-parkland-school-shooting/2018/03/07/f97057ea-2229-11e8-badd-7c9f29a55815_story.html

#5yrsago Vendor lock-in, DRM, and crappy EULAs are turning America’s independent farmers into tenant farmers https://www.vice.com/en/article/a34pp4/john-deere-tractor-hacking-big-data-surveillance

#5yrsago A critical statistics education that fits on a postcard https://timharford.com/2018/03/your-handy-postcard-sized-guide-to-statistics/

#5yrsago An algorithm that converts 3D meshes into machine-knitting patterns https://textiles-lab.github.io/publications/2018-autoknit/

#5yrsago After Airbnb hosts converted New York’s available housing stock to unlicensed hotel rooms, rents soared https://www.mcgill.ca/newsroom/files/newsroom/channels/attach/airbnb-report.pdf

#5yrsago The company that turned Grenfell Tower into a deathtrap reports profits up 50% and anticipates no downside from the disaster https://www.theguardian.com/business/2018/mar/08/rydon-profit-rises-grenfell-tower-contractor

#5yrsago The Warrior Within: a tight science fiction novella about a warrior who contains multitudes https://memex.craphound.com/2018/03/08/the-warrior-within-a-tight-science-fiction-novella-about-a-warrior-who-contains-multitudes/

#1yrago The Dawn of Everything: An essential reminder that we are in charge of our own destiny https://pluralistic.net/2022/03/08/three-freedoms/#anti-fatalism

#1yrago How and why to break up Big Tech https://pluralistic.net/2022/03/08/three-freedoms/#alphabet-soup

[saintadeline]

Do you think the Research Hall was dragged directly into the Nightmare like the Lecture Building was, or was it recreated from the memories of its inhabitants like the Nightmare Cathedral Ward was?

The way i see it its kind of like a secret third thing ...? Unsure how I'd categorize it. It's definitely more based on memories than say something like mensis that was quite literal, and it's also not a physical port (sorry i love calling it a port like its videojames) like what happens with actual rituals like with yaharghul & the hunters dream. But i think its not entirely like the central yharnam hunters nightmare in the sense that the rh was not brought there as a sole torture dimension for wrongdoers. Its easy to go "the entirety of the rh is maria's nightmare" but i think thats not true at all, otherwise the same could be said of laurence and cathedral ward, but we Know the hunters nightmare is for all hunters. Sorry im probably not making any sense rn im sick but IM TRYING. Also my personal take on it is that the rh patients were taken in by kos in an act of divine messed-up-yet-genuine empathy. Because since the rh is more than just maria, and theres not a lot of actual researchers (aka people who Could be there as punishment) and there is no way kos sought to actually torture the patients, i think the research hall was kind of like her idea of taking them under her protection, possibly after the failures managed in some way to make some kind of (failed) contact with her. To me the way kos sees the rh is kind of like the lab rats she rescued out of good will except she doesnt know how to take care of them at all so theyre in one of those torture labyrinth plastic cages for hamsters. At least thats how i see it. Also, it not being 100% truthful to reality explains a lot of physical questions like why the hell does it look like that. And if the research hall we see is taken from the patients twisted (traumatized) view of it, it does really make sense that its comprised entirely of strange twisting stairs and operation rooms.

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

Pack Ruin is live, and in KU! If you like action, angst, humor, and a slow-burn (this one heats up, tho!), grab your copy now ~

𖠰 Wolf Shifters

ᨒ↟ Touch Her & Die

𖠰 Slow Build RH

ᨒ↟ Morally Dark Grey MMC

𖠰 Soulmates/Rejected Mates

ᨒ↟ Traumatized but 𝘽𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨 FMC

𖠰 𝙈𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚...𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙗𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣.

Blurb:

ᨒ↟ My past is hunting me.

𖠰 The Mountain pack is everything I hoped: a haven where every shifter has the same rights. Pack laws are respected and followed without fail. Even the Alpha must obey them, or suffer dire consequences. But the law says I’m not allowed to live here.

ᨒ↟ When the corrupt leader of the Council delivers an ultimatum calling for the death of one of my mates, there are no good options. If we stay, it means war. If we sneak away, we become rogues. No matter what, my dream of a safe home is ruined.

𖠰 And my only escape may be back where I began.

ᨒ↟ Book three in The Splintered Bond Series, Pack Ruin is a 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙢 wolf shifter romance with a cliffhanger, previously released on Kindle Vella, now edited and extended. Please read the content advisories in the Author’s Note. You must read the series in order. The final book comes out in early 2025.

𖠰 Start the series with Pack Reject:

ᨒ↟ Add to your TBR: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/220354998-pack-ruin

MY ARC REVIEW:

The third book in The Splintered Bond series, and boy, these books just get better and better, lots of action and lots going on in the storyline, I really found it difficult to put it down!

Flor's mate collection is growing! Each of them are so different - Brand is fabulous, love him, he would do anything for Flor, like them all really, but he is the soft and emotional one, yet he turns out to be so strong in this book! Glen is the fun one and has rejected his own pack to be with Flor, and is now wanted by the Council, preferably dead. Finnick is back under his parent's thumb, being made to do things he doesn't want to do, whilst loving Flor from afar, trying to keep her away to keep her safe. Luke is the Southern heir, left behind, and in desperate need of Flor in this book, he is literally being kept alive by Grigor, who everyone fears and looks at like the Boogeyman, but I love him and his dark ways with his magic, his courting gifts for Flor are awesome!

None of the Heirs feel like their are worthy of having Flor as their fated mate.

Lots going on in the storyline as the Council decides to take on the packs and war is in the offing!

There is still some hot and steamy passionate moments between the Heir(s) and their mate, sometimes just M/F, others are M/F/M. This ends on a big cliffhanger and I can't wait to find out what happens. Fantastic series, highly recommended for any dark/shifter fans.

[yountville12]

72 Hours in Yountville, Napa Valley – the Ultimate Food Lovers Experience|Yountville

Napa Valley is dotted with five distinct cities and towns. Among them, Yountville is widely acknowledged as the culinary heart of the valley. For food lovers, the town is the epicenter of culinary excellence – both for fine dining and at a more casual level. Culinary luminaries such as Thomas Keller, Philippe Jeanty, Cindy Pawlcyn, and the late Michael Chiarello all selected Yountville for their flagship restaurants. Spend three nights in Yountville and you can’t help but discover what makes this small town the ultimate food lovers’ hub. 

Day 1: Arrive in Napa Valley, the epicenter of fine food, wine, and hospitality in the U.S.

Check In to Your Home Away from Home

Hotel Yountville, for example, is situated at the edge of town on five secluded acres. The 80-room boutique resort property is exclusive to guests, giving it a private vibe. Take a walk around the property, unpack, and relax. On the opposite end of town, try the family-owned Napa Valley Lodge, which was named one of Travel + Leisure’s top 500 hotels of 2024. 

Explore & Cocktail

Yountville is imminently walkable. Stretch your legs and stroll through town. Take in the public art walk sculptures and stop for a glass of wine, cocktail, or zero proof options at one of Yountville’s favorite spots. Suggestions: R&D Kitchen, Ciccio, The Restaurant at North Block, RH Yountville, or Bottega.

A Classic Yountville Dinner

Start your visit off by dining at one of Yountville’s restaurants with maximum staying power for your first night. Mustards Grill has delighted locals and visitors alike for more than four decades with elevated American faire. Since 1998, Philippe Jeanty’s Bistro Jeanty and Thomas Keller’s Bouchon Bistro have taken the quintessential French bistro to a new level.  

Day 2: Wine, Dine, Indulge

Food and wine discoveries are what Napa Valley dreams are made of. 

A Delicious Morning, Your Way

Breakfast in Yountville can be as simple as a perfectly executed scone and coffee or a more elaborate affair. You decide, but on this food tour, don’t skip this most important meal of the day! Read more about breakfast options in Yountville. 

Book a Leisurely Culinary Experience 

Legendary wine estates such as Chandon, Cakebread Cellars, St. Sup��ry Vineyards & Winery, and Trefethen Family Vineyards complement many of their wine tasting experiences through a culinary lens. Wine and food are made to go together and no one knows this better than Napa Valley’s winemakers. 

Add a Light Lunch  

Since 1996, Brix Restaurant & Gardens has defined the ultimate farm-to-table experience.  Take in a light lunch and enjoy a stroll their culinary gardens. Or drop into Honor Market for one of their famous hotdogs.  

Lounge at Your Accommodations 

Part of what makes a 72-hour visit so relaxing is being able to build in downtime. Yountville’s resorts offer hidden perks and surprises. At the Estate Yountville, for example, enjoy complimentary wine tastings at the estate’s Hotel Villagio lobby on Thursdays through Saturdays. 

Afternoon Pick Me Up 

Yountville is home to myriad places to get a sweet treat. Don’t miss Kollar Chocolates, Madeleine’s Macarons, or Bouchon Bakery.

Takes a Lot of Beer to Make Wine 

Beer is a favorite beverage of winemakers throughout Napa Valley, including the crafters of Mad Fritz Beer, a uniquely brewed beer. Stop into their Yountville Tap Room for a taste of something completely different. 

Dinner

If night one was about the classic restaurants, night two affords you the opportunity to check out newer entries in town. The Restaurant at North Block, The Restaurant at RH, and Ciccio are three names shaping Yountville’s modern dining scene. 

And for a Nightcap…

As a small agricultural community, Napa Valley restaurants tend to close around 9 p.m., but Yountville’s RO Restaurant & Lounge is open late with music, caviar and cocktails, and small bites to wind down this epic day. 

Day 3: Add a Wellness Day

After a few days of indulgence, add a day of wellness with a dash of great food to your itinerary.

Move in the Morning, Get Outside

Play a round of golf right in the town of Yountville or take a run or bike ride on the Napa Valley Vine Trail. 

Recharge with a Nourishing Brunch or Lunch

Napa Valley restaurants are known for their use of fresh, local, and organic ingredients, and Yountville’s favorites are no exception. Try: Lucy at Bardessono Hotel & Spa, which has its own onsite gardens, or on the weekends, dip into La Calenda for their brunch offered all day. 

Relax and Pamper 

Alongside a food fueled visit to Napa Valley, reconnect with yourself with a spa afternoon. Soak in a pool, indulge in a massage treatment or facial treatment. Tip: Book your spa experiences when you book your hotel rooms. 

Walk to a Shared Dinner

Nothing recharges the mind, body, and soul quite like sharing a meal together. Try Ad Hoc, that serves the nightly selections family-style (another Thomas Keller favorite), or Bottega, where nourishing plates of pasta and grilled meats are easily shared. 

Day 4: Depart, but Before You Do….

One last croissant from Bouchon Bakery, and a sandwich for the road. Stop into Finesse the Store by Thomas Keller for last minute gifts and reminders of your ultimate culinary visit.

[beyondthetemples-ooc]

....so, because my mentor has been teaching me how to do this, I’m looking at it like, “What can I learn from this? What’s the next step? How can I take this further?”

And I think the next step is probably accepting My Trauma and the pain in my past. That hurt is a part of me, too... It isn’t a permanent part, because I do believe I can heal. But the parts of me that are vulnerable and scared deserve to be loved and accepted, too...

Except healing and learning to love that part of me is going to involve some HEAVY shadow work. {8P I never struggled with compassion for others, but self-compassion is something I’ve struggled with for nearly two decades.

I think I need to Settle a bit more into my New Situation before I can begin that Deep Dark Stuff. After all, the resolution to the RWT struggle took me years. I had to unravel old habits; I had to learn a whole new way of thinking...

....but. I mean. I have a spirit guide. I have my mentor. I have my matron goddess. I have a therapist. I might have people I can Talk Through It with... and I’ll have a quiet place I can meditate. I should, perhaps, find my old mirrorbooks....

...or start a new one?

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Understanding Home Mortgages: Your Key to Building Your Dream Home

Building a new home is an exciting journey filled with possibilities, and securing the right home mortgage is essential to bring your vision to life. At Mortgage Solutionz, we're here to guide you through the process of obtaining a home mortgage tailored to your unique needs and aspirations. In this blog post, we'll explore everything you need to know about home mortgages, from understanding the different types to navigating the application process with confidence.

What is a Home Mortgage?

A home mortgage, also known as a home loan or mortgage loan, is a financial instrument that allows individuals to purchase a home by borrowing money from a lender. The borrower agrees to repay the loan amount plus interest over a specified period, typically ranging from 15 to 30 years. The home itself serves as collateral for the loan, meaning that if the borrower fails to make payments, the lender has the right to foreclose on the property.

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Government-Backed Mortgages: These mortgages are insured or guaranteed by government entities such as the Federal Housing Administration (FHA), the Department of Veterans Affairs (VA), or the Rural Housing Service (RHS). They often have more lenient eligibility requirements and lower down payment options, making homeownership more accessible for certain borrowers.

Steps to Obtaining a Home Mortgage:

Assess Your Finances: Evaluate your financial situation, including your income, expenses, credit score, and debt-to-income ratio, to determine how much you can afford to borrow and repay.

Research Lenders: Shop around and compare mortgage rates, terms, and fees from different lenders to find the best fit for your needs. Consider factors such as reputation, customer service, and flexibility.

Get Preapproved: Obtain preapproval from your chosen lender to demonstrate your financial credibility and show sellers that you're a serious and qualified buyer.

Submit an Application: Complete a mortgage application with your lender, providing detailed information about your finances, employment history, and the property you wish to purchase.

Underwriting and Approval: The lender will review your application, verify your financial information, and assess the risk of lending to you. If approved, you'll receive a loan commitment letter outlining the terms of the mortgage.

Closing: Sign the necessary paperwork, pay closing costs, and finalize the mortgage transaction. Once completed, you'll officially become the owner of your new home.

Why Choose Mortgage Solutionz for Your Home Mortgage:

At Mortgage Solutionz, we're committed to helping you navigate the mortgage process with ease and confidence. Our team of experienced mortgage professionals is dedicated to providing personalized guidance and support every step of the way. Whether you're building a new home, purchasing an existing property, or refinancing an existing mortgage, we have the expertise and resources to help you achieve your homeownership goals. Contact us today to learn more about our home mortgage options and take the first step toward building your dream home.

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