#set your pleasers to stun

[gyuzgrl]

food chain IIksyII

summary- a couple handsy young men have your boyfriend reminding you who truly is on top of the food chain.

wc- 3k

Soonyoung watches with clenched fists as you talk to his friends. On hindsight, perhaps introducing his beautiful, funny, smart girlfriend to 12 handsome young men, wasn't his brightest idea yet. He hadn't thought this through.

You sat on the couch, sandwiched between Seungcheol and Mingyu- both of whom appeared to have taken a particular interest in you tonight. A pretty white dress clung to your curves, stopping a little above your knees, your hair lay perfectly. You looked stunning.

They all seemed to think that.

"...which is how my love for literature started, really," you conclude your story, offering Jihoon a gentle smile. He blushes, lowering his gaze.

"what about college? how's that treatin' ya?" Mingyu urges, nudging your shoulder as if you've been friends for ages.

His friendly manner leaves you feeling eternally grateful. It isn't easy sitting in a room full of strangers. Especially when everyone knows the other person. Everyone except you.

You respond, grinning as you gesture wildly with your hands. A fond smile settles on his face and on the others, but you play this off as them being nice.

Soonyoung, however, does not.

He knows his friends. Knows them well enough to see that behind their smiles and innocent touches, lie lust-blown pupils and something akin to desire.

Seungcheol tucks a strand of hair behind your ear as you talk, and you break off into a clumsy stutter. He grins, hand lingering on your hair with an evident fondness.

Your boyfriend grits his teeth. He rises from his seat, which ironically happens to be the one furthest from you, and walks over to you.

Everyone watches.

"baby," he grumbles, "can't hear you from all the way there"

You pout.

"come sit closer then, you're so far away soonie"

The petname pierces through all their hearts, like cupids very own arrow. Just when they thought you couldn't get any cuter, you had to go and prove them all wrong.

"no space" Soonyoung motions to the packed couch. "why don't you sit on my lap, pretty?"

"hosh-" you smack his chest, face heating up.

"wha- it's not like they mind, do you, guys?"

He turns to look at each of his friends, staring them down as if to say- 'she's mine. she's mine and you will watch her be mine.'

Gulping, Vernon and Joshua look at each other, a lingering guilt in their eyes. In all their eyes.

Seungcheol speaks up, forcing a smile onto his face- "of course not! go ahead, go ahead"

Wasting no time, Soonyoung hoists you up, making space for himself between Mingyu and Seungcheol, before tugging you onto his lap. His arms wrap themselves securely around your waist, and he nuzzles into the crook of your neck, placing a gentle kiss there.

There's a sudden shift in the atmosphere. What once was a lively, active air, has shifted into a still, stagnant one, charged with envy and guilt.

There's a pause.

"y/n," a voice calls from the side, with a sultry edge- it's Jeonghan. "you never told us what your type is-"

"oh..."

You're a little taken aback by the sudden question, but the people-pleaser in you can't help but respond.

"well, I like Hosh, so I'm sure that tells you everythin-"

"c'monn" he pushes, "tell me what I can do to steal you from Hoshingie"

Your eyes widen. Surely, he was joking, yes?

You laugh, hesitantly, following a couple of the boys around you, but Soonyoung's lips are set in a firm, hard line.

"you're funny-" you offer, patting your boyfriend's hand reassuringly.

"I mean it can't be looks- cause frankly, you'd have been on my lap instead of his"

The men laugh, poking your boyfriend as he gnashes his teeth. He had to remind himself that he wanted this. He wanted you to meet his friends. He wanted to call them over to the house. He wanted them to like you.

Look where that got him.

"oh- I got it!" Chan exclaims, pointing at you, "you must like cute guys- y'know they're s-"

"cute?" Soonyoung interrupts.

"cute?"

They all fall silent. The laughs and giggles that erupted from all over suddenly ceased to exist.

"if you think what you've seen of me so far is 'cute' I'd better straighten up. seems like I've been too nice all this while."

His voice is dangerously low. The stares he shoots at the younger boy are nothing short of menacing. If you didn't know any better, you'd think there were literal daggers shooting out from his eyes.

"Hoshi let's calm do-" Dokyeom tries, only to find his voice shrinking back when your boyfriend turns to him.

"calm down? oh I'm calm. I'm very calm."

You feel his grasp on your stomach tighten, pulling you further into his lap.

"as glad as I am that you all like my girlfriend, I think it's time for you to go. getting kinda late, isn't it, Seungcheolie hyung?"

The older man jerks to his feet, agreeing embarrassingly quick.

"yeah we've overstayed, haven't we, guys? we should um, we should get going."

Like clockwork, the other men rise to their feet, mumbling pathetic little 'nice to meet you's before scurrying after Seungcheol, right out the door.

You scurry after them, holding the door open as you call out a quick "it was lovely meeting you! get home safe". It surprised you how easily Soonyoung got them to leave at his command.

There's a presence behind you, an arm stretching out to slam the door shut. You turn around to meet the gaze of your very angry boyfriend.

Like a deer, stupified under the watch of a tiger, you stood frozen under Soonyoung's glare. Behind his pupils danced a dangerous kind of rage- one that made your knees weak and your heart quicken.

"Hosh-"

"save it"

Biting your lip, you look away, feeling so incredibly small under him. Feeling so powerless. You're reminded that he's the one in control here and nobody could even begin to compare. Not Seungcheol, not Mingyu, not even Jeonghan. With the way they all ran off at his command, it was evident who really sat at the top of the food chain.

He leans in, lips ghosting over yours.

You were trapped.

"thought they were funny, did you?" he seethes, pushing his hips flush against yours, "hm? smiling away when they touched you, when they stared at what's mine-"

A soft whimper is all you can manage, chasing his lips as he pulls away just a little.

"no, Hosh-"

"I said. save it."

A familiar heat pools between your legs at his commanding tone. God he was so sexy like this- all angry and rough.

"I think you've forgotten, pretty girl" he rasps with a condescending furrow in his brow, "forgotten who you belong to."

Oh you were in for a long night.

"n-no Soonie m'yours- only yours"

"yeah?"

"mhm"

A hand works its way up to your chin, digits cradling the tip, tilting your head up. Your eyes flutter closed.

"mm, so eager for me" he coos, inching forward. You move to pull him closer, but he catches your wrists with his other hand, yanking them above your head, pinning them against the door.

You gasp, now completely at his mercy. He grins.

"patience, baby"

He closes in, lips finally meeting yours in a sloppy kiss. It's a mess of teeth and tongue and desperation, but you love it. There's a fire, a passion, when he kisses you- one you've seen when he dances. His body rolls into yours, hips pushing hard against you, and you moan.

His tongue shoves its way into your mouth, licking over the surface of your palate like he'd go crazy if he didn't.

It's dizzying how intense he is. His presence is overwhelming- he's all over- and you're helpless to it all.

Your lungs scream for respite, begging you to pull away, to breathe. Like a fire alarm, your heart thuds in your ears, almost in warning, as if to say- 'breathe! breathe before you lose consciousness!'

Hesitantly, you listen to your panicked heart, pulling away with a gasp. Your chest heaves under him, filling you up with sweet, sweet oxygen.

"can they get you all worked up like this? hm?" he mumbles, trailing his fingertips from your chin to the divot of your collarbones.

You shake your head.

His voice drops to a whisper,

"can they touch you the way I do?"

The solid muscle of his thigh parts your legs, bullying it's way in between. He pushes up, right against your sex, and you whimper at the contact.

"tell me."

"nobody t-touches me like you do Soonyoung- please," you breathe, head tipping back, giving him complete access to your throat in silent submission.

He trails hot kisses along your jaw, down your throat, sucking purple stains into your skin- so harsh and opaque, you wouldn't be able to hide them from the world.

"what will Seuncheollie hyung think, hm? what will he think when he sees how you let me mark you like this for everyone to see?"

You moan, the thought of his friends seeing the hickeys he left only adding to your arousal. The heat between your legs, the wetness, is unbearable. Your body yearns for Soonyoung, aches for him. There's a feeling only he can give you and you both know it. You need him now.

Picking up on your desperation, your boyfriend decides to move on. After all, he can't keep his pretty girl waiting, can he?

Firm hands grip your thighs, and a single command is uttered- "jump."

Instantly, your legs wrap around his waist and he hoists you into his strong arms, lips clashing in a messy kiss as he carries you to the bedroom.

Soonyoung lowers you onto the bed, pressing you into the mattress with his weight. His arms cage you in, his hips roll into yours, his eyes- now narrowed at you in the way a predator would look at its prey- held a fire that made your skin grow hot.

"you need me to make you feel good, don't you, baby?" he grins wickedly, breath fanning across your face.

You nod, pathetically.

"say it"

He pauses, leaning closer- so close, his lips touch yours as he speaks- "tell me you need me,"

Tears prick your eyes- a mix of desperation and overwhelm taking over your senses completely.

"only you Hosh, I need you- I need you so please-"

"I know, pretty, I know" he interrupts, mumbling against your lips.

"please,"

And with that, Hoshi's all over you like a storm. Feverish hands grip and twist at your dress, yanking it off carelessly. He didn't care if it tore. He didn't care one bit. He'd just buy you five more tomorrow.

What he saw underneath was worth every penny he'd spend on your dresses.

A matching pale pink lingerie set. All for him to see.

"fuck baby, you're- you're killing me" he groans, shoving his face into your covered breasts. He pulls away, taking you in for a moment, before his hands tug eagerly at the fabric, leaving your chest bare.

"so fuckin' pretty, y'know that? y'know how goddamn pretty you are, baby?"

Bashfully, you turn away, biting your lip with a stifled grin.

"I mean it- god, if you could see yourself right now"

"stopp" you whine, covering your face.

He grins before his lips move back to your breasts, swirling his tongue over each nipple, pressing kisses, sucking bruises into the tender flesh.

With every flick of his tongue, you arch off the bed, pressing yourself further into him with a lewd moan. It was true, what he said. Only he can make you feel like this.

Soonyoung travels further south, tracing a path down your breasts to the hem of your panties. He places gentle kisses on your tummy, while his hands move swiftly to reveal what he considers heaven.

Feeling the wetness soaking through the pretty pink fabric, he can't control the groan forcing its way out his throat.

"so wet-" he says, almost frustrated by how perfect you are, "all this for me, baby?"

"mhm- all for y-you Soonie"

You squirm under his touch, feeling particularly ticklish with every soft kiss he places on your skin. That gentle manner is long gone, however, once you're left completely bare. It's as though the sight of your bare cunt flips a switch in his head- turning him into an animal; rough, messy, greedy.

His voice takes on a raspier quality, his breaths turn shallow, his arms tremble as he lowers himself to face your heat.

"oh, you're dripping"

You whine, wiggling your hips to get him to touch you, and he smirks. Large hands splay you open and yank you down by your thighs, straight onto his tongue.

There's no controlling the noises you make now.

You yelp when his tongue makes contact with your clit, toying with it so effortlessly tears well in your eyes. Every flick, every roll of his tongue has shivers running along your skin, with goosebumps all over your body.

"Soonie please- please, please, please-" you moan, unsure of what you're even asking for.

He responds with quicker motions around your clit, slurping loudly at your cunt. A knot builds in your tummy, tightening, tightening, until it's ready to snap.

His lips cradle your clit and provide just a little more stimulation as they suck around you, drawing the sensitive nerves out of hiding.

"d-don't stop fuck- m'gonna,"

All you hear is a hum, muffled by your cunt, shooting vibrations right through you. The added stimulation is exactly what you need, sending you over the edge in record time.

The knot in your stomach snaps, and you moan his name as you come, chanting it like it's all you know- 'Soonyoung, Soonyoung, Soonyoung'

He slips a finger into you, wanting to feel your orgasm. The way you tighten around his digit sends blood rushing to his dick. There was nothing he wanted more than to feel your walls tighten around him, to feel how eagerly you'd keep pulling him back in for more.

"that's it, baby- fuck," he drawls, licking his hands clean, "taste so fucking good"

Rising back to his feet, Soonyoung glances down at you, lips curling at the corners. He unbuttons his shirt, popping each disk off meticulously as he stares down at you.

What a tease.

Your breath hitches when he slips off the fabric, revealing his shockingly sculpted torso. While your boyfriend did appear less muscular than most- owing this to his cute baby face- he was easily one of the most chiseled men you'd seen.

He moves to his jeans next- unbuckling his belt with such dexterity you find yourself even more aroused than before. The button comes undone, zip tugged down, and he steps out of his pants, leaving him in his black boxers as he makes his way back to you.

Firm pectorals greet your eager hands, delicious striations, and defined ridges make your mouth water- god, you could just eat him alive.

"you're staring again" he mumbles, now hovering above you.

"am not" you grin.

"are too"

"am no-"

"shut up," he breathes before pulling you into a messy kiss. It's a clash of tongue and teeth but lord it feels better than anything you've done with anyone else.

Your eyes widen when you feel his cock rubbing up against your folds- when did he lose the boxers?

Before you can even process his speedy undressing, Soonyoung shoves his length into you, earning a particularly loud moan on your part.

He grins against your lips at the sound, and moves back to kiss you properly, now swallowing your whimpers and cries. His hips roll into you, driving his cock further into your cunt and back, repeating the process over and over again.

There's an ease with which he moves into you, like liquid metal. His movements are powerful and fluid, giving you so much pleasure you feel like you're losing your mind.

Sweat collects at his temples as he pounds into you, clumps of hair sticking to his forehead- nothing, no one, could even begin to compare to how gorgeous he is.

He throws your leg over his waist, angling himself deeper, just enough to kiss that spot no one else can. Your head tips back into the pillows, chest heaving as you moan helplessly under him.

"can they make you feel like this?" he rasps, picking up his pace, "can they even come close to how good I'm fucking you?"

"no- no one but you- fuck Soonie don't stop"

Sliding a hand down your torso, Soonyoung rubs tight circles into your clit, sending waves of pleasure rippling over your body. You cry out, back arching off the bed as tears spill from your eyes, staining your rosy cheeks.

"so pretty like this," he grits, "taking me so fucking good-"

You feel yourself right on the edge of pleasure, waiting, anticipating, until you finally fall. A wave of relief washes over you, muscles twitching as you let go. Soonyoung follows right after, gritting his teeth as your walls tighten around him, greedily coaxing out every bit of his release.

"fuck," he breathes, his thrusts growing slower before he stills in you.

He leans his forehead against yours, mumbling "I love you" over and over until you calm down.

"m'gonna run us a bath, kay?"

"mhm"

Lifting himself off of you, Soonyoung heads to the bathroom, to set up. In a couple of minutes, he comes back out with a warm, damp towel in hand, crawling between your legs to gently wipe off the mess you've made.

He cradles your thigh so gently, it makes your heart swell. Each swipe is tender and soft, making sure he doesn't touch you when you're this sensitive.

"thank you," you mumble, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

He looks up at you, cupping your face right away with concern painted all over his features.

"baby what's wrong? did I do something? did I hurt you?"

"no I just- I just really love you. And I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have you with me"

His face lights up, little crescents forming in his eyes.

"I love you" he grins, "I love you and you're gonna be mine forever"

He pauses to kiss the tip of your nose-

"now c'mere lemme clean you up"

[hcnnibal]

hi Vati. As per your recent angels art compilation, it pains me how A1's body language around an affectionate A2 is either:

1. Pulling away, a subtle rejection of the touch (not exactly rejection, more like ... disapproval? I recall that A1 does not like being touched, which is a neat contrast to A2 who seems to really enjoy touch -- also makes me think of your OC ship meme that showed A1's low libido yet high frequency of sex + A2's high libido despite not having sex much/at all.)

2. Letting it happen/playing along with a rueful (dare I say guilty) smile

As kids, their affectionate body language is still a bit fraught but much less so (A2's guilt over messing A1 up for life bc A1 seemingly imprinted on him hasn't set in yet, I presume?)

Also worth noting that A1 seems quite willing to touch A2 when it's STRICTLY not affectionate in the classic sense (in a comedic or romantic way), such as your art where he's carrying an injured A2 across his back.

It's very cool how you portray A1's conflicting feelings about A2's open adoration of him through these minute body/face cues. Stunning work.

Also. I must reiterate. P a i n . . .

a1 desperately craves connection, so he’s kind of constantly reaching out (even though it has yet to give him any sort of actual fulfillment). so in general, he’s much more comfortable initiating touch than receiving touch, regardless of intent

but yeah, he’s kinda got issues with physical contact as a whole, even with people he doesn’t have decades of history and baggage with. he’s always kind of just. tolerating the minimum amount of contact to. i don’t know. perform his idea of what intimacy is supposed to look like

a1 is very much… a people pleaser who’s convinced himself that he’s selfish and always acting in his own self interest. so like. i don’t think he even knows that he’s uncomfortable. he probably just thinks that everyone feels perpetually weird and unclean and he’s just a little behind the curve for not getting over it. also, he knows physical affection makes a2 happy so whatever he actually feels about it doesn’t even matter.

but i think the crux of the tragedy is that a2 is only comfortable initiating contact because he genuinely believes that he is the exception to a1’s aversion to touch, because

1. a1 is the exception for him, so it would make sense that he is the exception for a1. because you know, they are soulmates and meant to be etc etc

2. he trusts a1 to let him know if he doesn’t like something/is uncomfortable.

but no one crosses a1’s boundaries like a1 crosses a1’s boundaries so

[cressidagrey]

through the looking glass might be my favorite thing you’ve published because it is so REAL. like I love Belle and Max and all your other stories, and yes I do relate to Belle being a chronic people pleaser who had to learn to set boundaries… but thinking about a “normal” WAG as in you and me- pretty and probably lovely but just not the typical model build made me really consider being in Lea’s shoes and I don’t think they’re comfortable at all. I know most of the WAGs are models and influencers and absolutely stunning but they still receive SO much hate. Now imagine someone who has a stomach roll or a double chin in a picture from a certain angle… or just doesn’t want to fit in the perfectly curated PR picture (because yes I feel like at this point a couple of wags are as much part of the brand as the driver himself)! I sadly don’t think the paddock is ready, even if I’d absolutely love it. Still personally I don’t think I’d ever be able to date someone in that position where I’d be constantly watched under a microscope… or even stand next to for example Rebecca, Alexandra and so on. Like I’m confident but not that confident hahaha

Anyways that’s enough rambling, I hope it’s somewhat understandable 😂 thank you for writing and sharing with us 🩷

(And “so Highschool” was so cute, I was grinning in the tram like somebody in love- because what do you mean Toto had to give a Ted talk about how to shoot your shot with smart and beautiful women 🤭🤭)

This message means so much — thank you for writing it so thoughtfully and vulnerably. It’s absolutely understandable (beautifully worded, in fact).

You’re so right — even the most objectively stunning women in the paddock get picked apart online. Their bodies, their outfits, their expressions — all dissected. Now imagine not being 5’10” with a model contract and family wealth and an Instagram grid that looks like a Vogue spread. Imagine just… being a girl. A normal girl.

There is a reason why I didn't write from Lea's POV and that is because I think that a lot of the time, that introspection of how the press treats her vs. how they treat somebody who they consider "prettier" would be a miserable place to be. And she knows that and reacts to that the only way she can: By not being on social media at all. I think if somebody in her situation would be, that would be mentally devastating. I for example couldn't handle that at all.

I also wouldn't be able to be with somebody in the public eyes. it would drive me nuts, I think. Just...I would want to know what people would be saying about me and that wouldn't be healthy for me either.

And I’m so glad “So High School” gave you that dreamy little grin on the tram. Because yes — Kimi being head over heels, and Toto giving accidental life advice? (I mean he is speaking from experience 😂)

[cyberl33ch]

Excuse Me, Miss? Chapter 3

masterlist, part one, part two, part four

summary: abby saying she would be late to the gallery she invited you to…classic. thinking it was all in your head you say what hell and start to mingle. abby shows up and sees you flirting openly with another? hell no.

word count: 1.5k

tw: angst, eventual smut, conflict of interest, alcohol consumption, & more hopeless feeling.

pairing: Neighbor/BusinessPartner!Abby x NepoBaby!Reader

While on the drive to the gallery you get a phone call from Abby, clicking the phone button on your steering wheel. “Hii, I’m on my way there.” You say answering the call raising your voice higher than you would like. “That’s great, I was just calling to let you know I might be a little late, I got caught up with some extra work.” She says letting out an audible sigh, hearing how upset she is almost makes you…frown?

“Oh, that’s not a problem, take as much time as you need.” You say reassuringly. You’ve always been a people pleaser, even with knowing your true feelings you’ve always bottled them up. “Thank you…it’s refreshing to have someone not care about inconveniences in my schedule” Abby says exhaling you can hear her smirk through the phone. 

Ending the phone call you continue to drive to the gallery, stepping out of your car in the parking garage you feel the rush of adrenaline hit you. Since you’re pretty much antisocial and this is an entirely unknown setting you feel slightly anxious. As you inch closer and closer to the opening door gripping you subconsciously purse on your shoulder tighter and tighter. It’s almost making your skin crawl not knowing what’s on the other side of the door.

An hour ago you definitely did not see yourself swept up in a conversation, let alone not in a corner but with a wine glass in hand. You ran into a couple of Abby's friends which tells you that she talks about you (simping). But one of Abby’s friends Ellie seemed to really take an interest in you the moment she locked eyes with you. 

But you couldn’t really get a good read on Ellie. She was most definitely aware of the conversation but she was taking you in?? Either way you couldn’t really tell what her point was of coming up to you. Not to mention the conversation with her was butter smooth, honestly it just flowed no awkward silences or anything. However that traction was forced into a complete stop when you felt a warm hand on your mid back, looking back to realize it was Abby. 

As soon as you meet her gaze you can smell her expensive cologne, taking in her well fitted suit. God Bless Custom Fitted Suits. “You look stunning.” Abby finally mutters before ripping her eyes off your curves before she moves her gaze where it’s not welcomed. “Ells, how are you?” She says quickly facing Ellie and shaking her hand as if she wasn’t just eye-fucking you a minute ago. 

As Abby and Ellie’s conversation picks up, you slip away to the less crowded side of the gallery. It feels nice to be alone, but not for long as Abby stands beside you gazing at the large painting on the wall. “And how has your night been darling?” Abby says not blessing you with her gaze yet. “It’s been nice…your friend is very attractive.” You say admittingly keeping your eyes on the painting. 

You feel her eyes hit you like daggers as she shakes off the feeling that a compliment came out of your mouth and it wasn’t about her. Abby knew she usually doesn’t care about these things, they usually seem so shallow and useless. But knowing herself well she knows she has thick skin and the sting that came with the compliment seemed to dissolve quickly.

“I’ve known Ells since my childhood.” She finally lets out, seeming to snap back into reality. Bringing your eyes up to meet hers before you spit more viper into the-what was supposed to be a short conversation. “Yeah she told me, we talked quite a bit before you arrived.” You almost mumble the last part noting that for some reason Abby’s face looked slightly uncomfortable. 

“You did huh…” Abby says, guiding you gently by your waist to the next painting. “This one is more my style.” You say slowly taking in the painting before looking down at the nameplates. Oh? They have nameplates of the artists, you squint and see Ellie’s name at the bottom. Slowly turning your head to the side to peek at the artist name of the last painting to see it said “Abby Anderson” in gold engraved letters. 

Your thoughts are interrupted by the grating sound of a mic followed by deep apologies from the host gathering the cord of the mic, Abby told you her name was Dina. “Thank you all so much for coming today, but the gallery closes in 25 minutes.” Dina says before handing the mic to someone and continuing to mingle with whoever. 

“That’s code for get the fuck out.” Abby says, whispering in your ear. Hearing Abby’s low baritone voice is something you didn’t know you needed and not to mention how close she is to your neck right now. “Oh by the way Abs do you mind if I catch a ride with El?” You say reading her expression. And you could tell she was definitely pissed for some reason, you almost didn’t catch it from how quickly she changed her face.

“But how will I know if you get home safe?” Abby almost looks…wait. Is she fake worried?? Unknowingly you let your neutral expression slip into a “wtf is wrong with you” one, Abby picks up on it faster than you can fix your face. Thankful that you didn’t consume any alcohol the words in your head would’ve made a beeline for your mouth. Either way you felt like Abby was about to let you have it, well that was before Ellie walked over thankfully swooping you out of that conversation.

“Looked like someone needed saving.” She says smirking her arm dangerously low on your lower back. “Thank you…your art is beautiful by the way.” You thank her slipping in a compliment, completely missing the fact she was shoving a scotch your way. As you stare at the venom in the glass wondering how to navigate this awkward situation.

“I’ll be right back Els.” You say unhooking her arm from your lower back. “Gotta powder your nose?” Ellie says cheekily shooting you a wink before you slip off in the direction of the overhead bathroom sign. God do these people know how to decorate and spend money while doing it, however you were preaching to the choir. 

Staring at your unlocked phone the reality hits you that a normal person would call their best friend or sibling to give you clarity on what you should do in this situation. Slowly eyeballing the drink on the counter, you subconsciously reconsider that time your father offered a therapist. Scoffing at your reflection in the mirror. “Suck it up, it’s just one drink.” You whisper lowly to yourself before downing the entire glass in one go. 

Walking back out to find Abby in the nearest corner leaning onto the wall cupping a quite full wine glass. You haven’t known Abby for a long time so you kind of took her as a social person, especially considering her job. Swiping the nearest champagne off a waiter's tray you guzzle half the glass approaching Abby. “What’s up, dream girl.” You say cringing immediately from your words. Abby taking it unseriously and laughing at your buzzed state. “Buzzed?” She says, noting the half full glass in your hand. 

Downing the rest of the champagne followed with an exhale. “Working towards a great nap.” Abby takes the empty glass from you, fixing the loose strands of hair in your face and the slightly smudged lipstick on your bottom lip. “And towards a great hangover.” As Abby drinks in your features fully she feels like it’s just you two for once. Not that she has been letting her ever so slight possession over you show. 

Abigail has been very dominant with her past partners and she wants to change that side of her to show a more submissive side. To show that she can be vulnerable other than her financial advisor. That’s why she’s trying to take it slow with you, this whole night has been her reminding herself that it’s like bending her will (which makes you all the more attractive). That’s right bending my will, like a bendy pencil.

It’s just the constant lusting over her friend who quite frankly isn’t all that, I mean she loves Els of course but the adoration in your voice when you address Ell isn’t something she wants to get used to. So when she snaps back into reality and sees you and Ellie a little too close for comfort but when she sees Ellie get closer and closer to your neck. Snap.  Pushing past whoever is in the crowd she takes you by the elbow, stomping out of the venue into the valet area. “Abigail, what is happening with you right now?” You say worriedly but mostly full of curiosity. Full first name? Is what is going through her mind right now, which might be why she isn’t blessing you with eye contact.

What does Abby have in store for you at wherever she's taking you?

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[rarilight]

Officially jobless, staring into the ocean that is my fractured psyche creatively, hands calloused and scarred from trying to fix it and knowing that now i need to write because my housing depends on it so i better suck it up, buttercup

stayed up until 4am listening to songs about someone singing at a funeral and forced out the intro to a fic about the consequences of putting all your worth into what you create for others

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people pleaser

variants or less commonly people-pleaser |ˈpē-pəl-ˈplē-zər

a person who has an emotional need to please others often at the expense of his or her own needs or desires _____

Carousel Boutique had been closed for months, the lights kept on solely thanks to the money brought by old designs still being sold in other locations, far away from where their miserable creator could see them. 

Once upon a time, at a party, somepony had asked Rarity who she was. 

“A designer,” she’d said with a winning, lively smile. “An artiste!”  

The pony smiled politely. “I asked who you are, not what you are.” 

Rarity laughed, embarrassed. “Oh, goodness! Do forgive me, I’m just very proud of my talent.” And she was, which is why it came first, and only then did she say, “I’m Rarity. Pleasure to meet you.” 

She loved clothes. She loved how they worked and what they said, the language they conveyed. An outfit, she always said, could say a thousand words in a single glance, which is why she made sure to weave stories into every garment she made. 

It helped her be who she wanted to be. And it helped others, too. That’s what she loved the most, and in fact why she loved sharing her designs. For as long as she lived, she would never forget her very first client, when she was just starting out, unknown and inexperienced but earnest and heartfelt. 

She would never, until her dying day, forget the tears sparkling in the mare’s eyes as she looked at herself in the mirror, in an outfit Rarity had made, and said, “I look beautiful.” Seeing herself for the first time not as the ugly mare she tearfully told Rarity she thought she was, with uneven eyes, and scars from accidents, and a coat the color of dirt, but as the stunning mare she actually was and would always be. 

It was in that moment Rarity’s identity became that of a designer. It was then she knew her purpose. Her use. The reason she existed was to use clothes as a way to share herself with others and help them see themselves as they should. Someone worthy of the world entire. 

This was her use. 

She was a designer. 

So as she stepped into her workroom, the fabrics collecting dust and the sewing machine stashed in the corner and half-finished designs chucked into an overflowing trashcan, she felt her already hollow heart somehow crumble further, still in denial over one simple fact: 

She wasn’t a designer anymore. 

And if she wasn’t a designer, then she had no use to anypony. 

And if she had no use to anypony, she was worthless.

And if she was worthless, she was better off dead. 

“Rarity,” Twilight asked, her voice stern, and cold, and angry, and upset, and desperate. She stamped her hoof on the floor. “Please! What are you doing?! What are you saying?! Do you want to be miserable?” 

Rarity, tears in her eyes, heart bleeding out, stepped back. Angry. Afraid. Upset. Hateful. Towards Twilight, and everypony, and most importantly herself. 

She had a choice to make now. It is said a possibility stays nothing but a possibility unless spoken into truth, and this was that moment for Rarity. 

Whatever she said next… it would set in stone who she was. 

But we should start from the beginning, should we not?

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[the1975attheirverybest]

ohmygod blurb this pleeaaseeee https://twitter.com/strghtoutamag/status/1684421064888307712?s=46&t=xaBoZPI0h5lkCj6vqL_9cg

Ok, even though requests are closed. I'm a people pleaser and don't know how to set boundaries, so here you go. it's a bit short.

warnings: none

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"Hey baby?" Matty settled into the makeshift seat he'd assumed on the toilet cover, leaning his back against the cold bathroom wall and smiling up at her as she scoured her makeup bag in front of the mirror.

"mhm." she mumbled an acknowledgement of his presence, keeping her eyes on her mascara tubes and concealer bottles.

"you're pretty." he chirped, giggling to himself.

"Thanks, Matty." she looked down at the products she'd assembled to make sure she had everything: primer, foundation, concealer, eyebrow pencil, eyeshadow palettes, highlighter and blush combo, lip liner and lipstick, and, of course, mascara.

"No, I mean, you're pretty. You don't need- all THAT" he crossed his legs and pointed to her assembly line. "don't need makeup at all."

she turned to face him, cracking a smile as soon as their eyes met, and blowing him a kiss before turning back to the mirror again.

"I know I don't. I'm stunning. I just do it cuz I like it, not cuz I wanna be pretty."

Matty clapped dramatically shouting out praise and calling her a queen. She chuckled, shaking her head as his applause echoed around the bathroom.

"What's all this, anyway?" he asked as the noise that he'd caused died down.

"You've worn makeup before! You know how it is."

"I usually just put on a bit of color on my eyelids, some lipstick, and called it a day. You....look like you're discovering a new chemical element.... for example, what's that invisible shit that you're putting on right now? I never did that."

It was hard for her not to laugh and pause her precise application and delicate brush work every time Matty spoke. "That's a primer. you put it on before your makeup so that it stays on."

Matty took in her explanation, mulling it over in silence for a moment. She thought she'd satisfied his curiosity, but he spoke again. "like pre-treating a canvas before painting?"

"exactly."

" is that why i used to look like someone had punched me in the eye by the end of every gig back when I wore makeup?"

"sure...let's go with that explanation." she gave him a playful smile through their reflections in the mirror.

"what step are you on now?" he asked, his eyes studying her movements with the reverence of a child looking up at their parents. It was endearing how invested her was.

"Why don't you come over here. Wanna try this stuff? I could do your face..."

"really?" to her surprise, Matty was on his feet instantly.

A willing subject at first, Matty giggled and squirmed whenever her makeup brushes "tickled" his face. It definitely doesn't take her that long to do her own face.

"Alright, all done. you can look in the mirror now." she clasped her hands together, proud of her inspired work. "do you like it?"

"...wow." Matty's lips rounded as he studied himself in the mirror. "I look- I'm glowing. Fuck and the way you made those colors look like they blend together- it's- i'm gorgeous." He turned his face to one side then the other, admiring himself from all angles, then messing with his hair a bit.

"Okay, just let me take a picture of you first, before you wash it off."

He frowned, turning to look at her as she pulled out her phone.

"wash it off? why would I wash it off? after allll that work you put into it-"

"what, you're gonna be seen in public with a full face of makeup on?"

"it's called glam" he made a gesture of flipping his hair. "and, yeah, why the fuck not?"

[2012wannabe]

4. Prostitution

cw/tw: Abby x fem!reader tbh no warnings rlly apply

wc: 1372

an: thank you guys for 300 followers ahh! Sorry i posted so late in the day and I hope you really like it! I know nothing about todays prompt so I hope I did good.

If there was one thing Abby never thought she’d it would probably be getting a prostitute. She was attractive and if she wanted to sleep with someone usually she could. But there was something about you. And she knew the worst thing she could do is buy some of your time and end of falling for you but as she lingered at the doorway of the strip club, she was drastically rethinking things. A couple weeks prior, she and a few friends went the bar connected to the club and when she followed Manny who went to chat it up with some of the strippers she saw you. Everyone knew that the strippers at this club did extra favors but that was honestly one of the last things on her mind when she looked you. At first glance all she could think about was how stunning you were, how your energy brought up the people around you and how your excitement seemed to spread. You were wearing a pretty modest outfit for a strip club, a one piece costume with deep v neckline showing cleavage with your hair down and knee high heels to which Abby couldn’t help but stare. Manny instantly noticed and started to tease her when she blushed.

Now, standing in the doorway of the club, she nervously looked around for you. The other dancers were up on stage dancing but her eyes didn’t linger. Asking the bartender if you were here, he gladly called you over and she suddenly got very nervous. Her palms were sweating and her hands started to shake.

“Hi, how are you doing tonight honey?” You asked in a sultry tone of voice.

“Uh-I was just wondering if-“ she stuttered. You giggled a bit and gave such an amazing smile Abby felt like her throat was closing. She swallowed and tried her best to ask,

“Um how much would a private dance cost?”

“To get into the private vip area with me is $150 and lap dances are $50 each.”

“Done. Um no problem.” You nodded and gestured for her to follow as you walked through one of the back doors into a small room with a couch. Abby sat down on the couch, fiddling with her fingers as she sent over the money.

“Take a breath and relax sweetie. I promise you’re going to feel so much better.” She gulped and nodded, taking in what you were wearing. You donned a beautiful violet two piece, the bra having a cut out in the front showing off your chest and a thong bottom with matching pleaser shoes.

“So what’s your name?”

“Abby.”

“Well hello Abby. What brings you here?” You asked. She could swear you were eyeing her muscular arms but quickly dismissed herself.

“You.” You laughed again and said,

“I’m glad to hear that. Before I start to dance, let’s go over some boundaries. During lap dances you are not to touch me. If you want to though that’s another conversation that comes with a price.” You said with a wink.

“What about you, is it okay if I touch you?”

“Yeah, yeah it’s fine. I don’t have any like hard boundaries or anything.” She said. You nodded and hummed while setting up the music. As you preceded to dance on her, Abby watched intently on the way your body moved. The jiggle of your ass, the curve of your hips, your chest. Her underwear was soaked. She slipped her hands underneath her thighs and wished she could just touch you. You had such a magnetic force of energy around you and it was hypnotizing. She tried to not look too much like a hungry animal staring at its prey but you would her a beaming smile and all her thoughts would disappear. As soon as it started, the dance was over and she was eager in her want to go forward.

“What did you think?” You asked, letting your fingers twist the front piece of hair that was free from her braid.

“You’re too pretty to think.” She answered honestly.

“How much would it be if we were too- if I wanted to have sex with you?”

“$300 per half hour.” Abby nodded quickly and sent the money over before you could even blink.

“Eager, are we?” You teased. She blushed and you gave a giggle.

“If we’re going to have sex, we need to talk about it first. What do you want to do specifically?” She blushed even more furiously and tried to avoid eye contact with you.

“Look at me.” You said and she felt herself dripping.

“Um I want to kiss you, touch you, you know. I’d like to eat you out and scissor.” She got really quiet at the last part and you honestly found her embarrassment a bit cute. For someone as buff and intimidating as she was, the way you had her wrapped around your finger was adorable.

“I’m okay with that. You can touch me wherever, just no marks Is there anything off limits?” Abby nodded no and sat your self on her lap and kissed her square on the lips. She immediately kissed back and let her arms snake around you pulling you closer. You ground against her and slipped your tongue in her mouth. She gave a quiet little moan and continued,

“You can be loud, it’s okay. No one is going to hear us.” You ghosted your fingers on the sides of her jaw before kissing her again. She hugged on your waist and let her hands travel up to palm your chest through your top.

“Take it off.” You muttered into the kiss. She unclasped your top and let it fall to admire you.

“You’re perfect. Absolutely perfect.” She traced your nipples with the pads of her fingers and squeezed your breasts.

“Can I suck on them?” You nodded and she leaned forward to tentatively place her mouth on your nipples. She sucked and loved on your chest making you groan. Abby slipped her own shirt, bra and pants off to match you. Her muscle made you drool and mentally decided that she was one of the very few people your would actually think about having sex with outside of work. She set you down on the couch so you were laying down and kissed down your stomach. She let her lips linger right above the seam of your bottoms and looked up at you. You nodded and gave her reassurance and she slipped your bottoms down and stared at your pussy.

“Gorgeous,” she muttered. She set your mouth right on you and slotted her head between your thighs. If there was a heaven, it would be in between your legs. She moaned into you and proceeded to eat you out and to your surprise she was actually very good at it. It was genuinely pleasurable and you noises reflected that. She pressed a kiss on your clit and started to suck.

“Oh my god. Fuck, Abby.” You moaned. She kept sucking and moaned louder and louder.

“God. You’re so good.” You held onto her arms which gripped your thighs as you whispered,

“Gonna cum, gonna cum.” Abby suddenly stopped and pulled away and you gasped at the lack of contact. She slipped her own underwear off and placed her own cunt against yours. You gasped again and moaned she started to move.

“Abby, Abby!” You groaned. She sped up and set a good pace that left you near tears. Her pussy felt amazing on yours, both of your wetness mixing. Her moans started to pick up as well and you cried out that you were going to cum again.

“Cum, cum for me.” She urged. You both came simultaneously and were left gasping and moaning. Abby flopped back on the couch, catching her breath.

“Damn girl, you’re actually so good at that. What the fuck?” You said, mostly to yourself. She grinned at you as you both started to clean yourselves up and get dressed.

“It was nice to…do this?” She trailed off awkwardly. You laughed a genuine laugh and sent her off, waiting to excitedly tell your friends about quiet, buff woman that randomly walked in to see you.

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Miss Austen

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Grantchester | Season 10

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Unforgotten | Season 6

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Maigret

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Hugh Bonneville as Brian BoyceHugh Bonneville will return to MASTERPIECE in this critically acclaimed true crime drama recounting one of Britain’s largest and most notorious heists. The show dramatizes the events surrounding the theft of nearly £26 million in gold bullion as well as the crime’s complex and high-stakes aftermath affecting the thieves and law enforcement alike.

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[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

howdy ! i've never been matched up before and saw you were doing them so i'm curious to know who you'd match me with ^-^

i think i'm supposed to give a little description of myself first right ? Here i go

i'd say i'm a really stubborn person who doesn't care about others opinions and walk by my own rhythm but my anxiety has kept me from doing so and made me really shy and introverted , if i asked a friend to describe me they'd probably say anger issues (i've been getting better from them and that makes me really proud) and that i'm a people pleaser, i like helping others even when ik they wouldn't do the same for me ( don't put me in the same room as azul cus ik he'll scam me 😭) my hobbies consist of drawing and listening to music , i really like to try my hand at any type of arts and crafts but if I don't get if right the first time i'll probably give up on it 😅

okay so relationship wise i'm looking for someone extroverted who will make time for me and communicate with me , i'm tired of introverted boys who don't put any effort and don't communicate and just let me do all the work . i just want someone who i feel comfortable with , who ik i can joke with without walking on eggshells around them , someone who can be my bedt friend and lover , I mostly show affection through teasing and joking since i have a hard time talking about my feelings .

for the additional information: i'm an Aries sun , Leo moon , and Sagittarius rising and i'm an intp if that helps

sorry this ended up being way too long and clearly i talked as if i was at a therapy session but i hope you don't mind and find time to do my request,if not please just ignore this 😅

I AM HONOURED TO WRITE YOUR FIRST MATCH-UP! *shoots self-love at you* Oh, here he is!

Kalim Al-Asim

Before everything else, he’s your friend. There to support you in his optimistic, sunshiney, well, Kalim, way. Even before ~da romance~ he is very forward with his feelings and would casually say, “I love you!” But one day everything just came together and he realized that yes, he loves you, and not in a friend way!

Yeah, the two of you are both people-pleasers, but through some growth together, you can both put your foot down and assert yourselves! Kalim will be there to reassure you in anxious situations as well. But he likes seeing you walk to the rhythm of your own drum.

He would giggle and tease you back, albeit his teasing is very lighthearted. He takes the joking like a champ, and you need not to worry about walking on eggshells around him.

Kalim is an open book, he may be busy, but he’ll set aside time for you… or just ditch his duties :D Why would he want to discuss silk prices when he could hang out with his favourite person?!

Even though he would be super excited to see what you created in your sketchbook, he also respects your boundaries. He may ask, but he won’t push. He is your number one supporter though. You don’t like it? Well, Kalim thinks it’s lovely!

Speaking of art, if he so happens to overhear that you want some high end supplies, well, you are now set for life! Kalim would also make you some drawings, or add a post it note on your sketchbook. “This is STUNNING! But not as stunning as you! :D ”

Impromptu dance party! He likes listening to music with you, be it just sitting quietly and moving his head to the rhythm with you, or dancing about and laughing. He would also invite you along to Light Music Club if you ever wanted to see him perform. “This one is for you, my sweet bee!” *queue drum solo*

He would also be there, and be more serious if you wanted to tell him something; be it something small that was bugging you, or something heavy that was weighing you down. He may be cheerful, but he knows when something is on your mind.

"You know, I'm always here if you want to talk, sweet bee."

Hope you like your match-up, Melice! Also, it's an honour to write your first one!

Yes, he calls you his sweet bee; people may think you're "angry" but he just sees a sweet friend trying to live their life. Plus, he also took note that you like the lil fuzzy pollinators, so you are now Sweet Bee!

[hgejfmw-hgejhsf]

WIP Wednesday!

@kiwiana-writes is bringing me all the joy by tagging me again this week. And I'm super excited to share a piece of an unexpected WIP with y'all!

This is chapter 2 of The Maldives, a fic that wasn't supposed to have a chapter 2 at all, but someone requested a continuation on AO3, and like the people pleaser that I am, I gave in and let my muse guide me.

Summary of the overall fic:

Inspired by a conversation about the zoomed-in and transcribed article about Henry in People Magazine from the movie and how the photos look like they could have been faked.

After their conversation with the king and greeting the crowd at Buckingham Palace, Alex and Henry ride back to Kensington. Alex mentions that his offer to fly to the Maldives is still valid, and Henry admits that he's never been, which sparks a discussion about some of the lengths the crown would go to in order to convince the world that Henry was straight. Alex considers what Henry must have gone through, and the two of them discuss their past and how it might have been different.

And now, a preview of chapter 2!

“Surely we didn’t fly here just for this,” Henry remarks as they walk hand in hand back to the car, having just snapped at least a dozen selfies kissing and grinning at one another with the promise that they’ll never grace the pages of People because they’ll never need to. Alex scoffs, loudly. “Umm, we flew here to spend the week in a private bungalow on the water having sex and staying drunk.” “A vast improvement over a studio in England and subsequent formal meeting with Philip to discuss photo approval,” Henry says with a roll of his eyes. Alex visibly winces and slams the car door closed with a bit more frustrated force than he probably intended. The sun is just beginning to set when they finally arrive by boat to their accommodations for the week, a stunning suite built directly over the turquoise water. The kitchen is stocked with more food and alcohol than they’ll ever need, though Henry suspects Alex may see that as a challenge, the bed is covered in crisp white sheets with a navy duvet, and a sliding glass door leads directly out to a small sitting area looking into the water. The moment that their attendant motors away and leaves them alone, Henry shoves Alex onto the bed and takes him apart by the light of the dying sun, Henry’s name leaving Alex’s lips and floating out the open doorway over the water and towards the horizon.

Tagging: @oneofthewednesdays and @arand0mdutchgirl, as well as anyone else who sees this and feels compelled to share your hard work with the world! Consider this a tag just from me!

[mandssisters]

We stand Victorious! 27August 2023.

It was a #longday. But we weren’t the only ones having one of those. On paper I’m guessing Martha’s Vineyard USA to Portsmouth UK was just another booking but I take my hat off to all those involved in the logistics team for pulling it off. DDD to Portsmouth was bad enough!

A great line up at the festival, it was only a shame Ben Howard and The Vaccines were on “another stage”. 😝

The weather was a great British summers day, forecast was overcast all day and 17 degrees, I dressed for all seasons and woken up today with sunburn 🥵.

7 performances to enjoy before The Sons joined us. I won’t go through all the details as it will take the 9 hrs we watched for.

Summary of events:

Courting. Punk indie band great lead singer had the crowd going from the start.

Hard fi. Old skool indie rock band haven’t done a festival in 11 years. Hard Core fans came out.

The Go! Team. Sang songs across their 7 albums. 7 very talent musicians and great energy.

Dylan. hardcore set of young fans, think UK’s answer to Taylor Swift. All the moves and great performance. Dylan came down to do an impromptu meet and greet along the barrier post performance.

Sea Girls. Not what I was expecting but a very pleasant surprise. Oozed stage presence and that rock punk persona. Great skill at balancing on the barrier for 2 songs.

Sigrid. Norways Taylor Swift. Again great energy and her last festival this season. I surprised myself with knowing more of her back catalogue than I thought.

Ellie Goulding. Pop veteran. Such strong vocals and again I knew so many of her songs. Two blasts of the canon guns and everyone was happy.

Showtime:

2120hrs. We did it! OMG how can it be 4 years 2 months since my last Mumford gig. Would I still be able to bounce in all of the right places? Strong opening, Babel, LLM, Roll away. Paparazzi pleasers. The family of Rich, Nick and Dave reunited. Chris on drums, Matt on banjo.

All the feels came straight back, guiding light, below my feet. It felt like they had never been away. Not much banter, “pleased to be home doing a UK show”. “Our makers and friends all over the lineup”

A short Ditmas run down the sides of the alley and barriers. So much energy.

The new stage backdrop showing live action screen footage of the lads is excellent, really grabs you in and the laser light show during snake eyes is something else. Believe had pyros but no ticker tape as Ellie Goulding used the budget allocation. 😉.

It looked and felt like the lads were having a great time, the crowd sure were. Overjoyed to see and hear Delta again. There was much love in the audience for them. The UK have missed them. Just leaves you wanting more! The bounce was joyous.

The journey home. Take the shuttle bus they said, ease all your travel woes they said! On the way into the festival easy peasy, on the way out…. Who could have predicted a RTA in Pompey (Portsmouth) blocking all bus routes… plagiarising a fellow queuers song “we will wait, we will wait in queue”. A most pleasant 2hr wait along the seafront enjoying a stunning moonlit sea, various Isle of Wight ferry crossings, The Beach Club music providing all the vibes, the local chippy had never been so busy at 1.30am!!

Loved it. X

[ruminate88]

Trauma made me softer but more sensitive:

I am softer than I ever been. This sweet older lady told me recently that I was the kindest person she ever met 😢 and I felt bad for her to say it becuase I can’t stop feeling broken and negative even when I focus on healing.

(Rewire the brain: say I was broken, but now I’m healing every day.)

I KNOW I protected my exes while they were murdering my heart. I didn’t want them to ever feel as bad as I did in school. I was made to feel stupid in school and thought my exes were different. I thought they could relate to mistreatment.

Yet they only treated me worse and made me realize the world is even more cold than I had imagined. The world is a very dark and empty place…

Since the trauma, I don’t want to ever treat anyone badly. I know how it feels. Yet, I can’t take any more pain.

When someone raises their voice or looks at me funny, I’m a mess inside. 😭 I’m super sensitive! I struggle to take criticism, even knowing it’s a building block to success.

(Just a couple of weeks ago, my husband got upset at me, and I fell apart!! I cried so hard, and I know he was stunned at my reaction and didn’t move. He just stood there, unsure of what he should do or say to me. Nothing he could do to fix me.)

I believe the criticism and the mistreatment can actually better me and make a difference, but so far it’s only made me fearful of the world. It’s real.

I choose not to be a people-pleaser. I easily could be, and I don’t want to fear people, but that’s also easy to do. Just being real. ❤️‍🩹

The abuse was a slow burn, and so is the healing process. And it’s taking so long because you’re actually dealing with everything and facing your fears head-on! However, I’m not facing them alone! God is on my side, helping me to release past disappointments and hurts.

You don’t just wake up one day and forget yourself and life. You wake up and try to find positivity in a negative world. God can help you! It’s hard to trust God when trust has been eroded, but that’s a process too! Small steps towards faith and believing again. Pray for whatever you need, and then expect it to happen.

I know you’re apprehensive because I was just there…. It sucks when you can’t believe or trust for good things to come, but it’s just a season. Everything is temporary in life! Nothing lasts forever, and even good days don’t last, so enjoy them when they come ❤️‍🩹

Be patient and be gentle! Both are SUPER important! Be realistic and set realistic healing goals, but believe in the impossible too— that’s okay! 🙏🏻 Because with God, ALL things are possible!!

06/02/25

[the-binge-story]

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[balloonmichael]

Transform Any Event with a Balloon Arch & Column Stand Kit 🎈

When it comes to party decorations that wow, balloon arches and columns are the ultimate crowd-pleasers. They’re bold, festive, and instantly elevate the vibe of any celebration. But here’s the best part — you don’t need to be a professional event decorator to create them. With the Balloon Arch & Column Stand Kit from BalloonStandsUSA.com, anyone can craft stunning balloon installations in minutes!

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Why It’s a Game-Changer

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The arch is fully adjustable in both height and width, so it works for doorways, dessert tables, entrances, photo backdrops, or even outdoor events. You can also create two elegant balloon columns or combine it all for a large arch display.

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Made with high-quality plastic and designed for repeat use, this kit saves you money in the long run. Take it apart after the event, store it in a small space, and you’re ready to go for the next celebration.

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Sturdy base plates for strong support

Adjustable poles and connectors

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Ideal for Any Occasion

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Pro Tips for a Picture-Perfect Display

Use an electric balloon pump for fast inflation (your lungs will thank you).

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Weight the base plates with water or sand for outdoor events.

Final Thoughts

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[thehealthandfitnessstore1]

Crispy Polenta with Seared Sea Scallops This dish brings together the creamy comfort of polenta and the delicate flavor of sea scallops, creating a perfect combination for a gourmet meal at home. The crispy polenta provides a satisfying crunch, while the scallops add a touch of elegance. Imagine sinking your fork into golden, crispy polenta topped with perfectly seared scallops that melt in your mouth. It's a delightful culinary experience that's surprisingly easy to achieve, making it ideal for impressing guests or enjoying a special night in. This recipe allows you to indulge in a restaurant-quality meal without stepping out of your kitchen. The flavors of the dish blend together beautifully, making every bite a celebration of taste and texture. Visual Appeal of the Dish The presentation of crispy polenta topped with seared sea scallops is nothing short of stunning. The golden hues of the polenta and scallops contrast beautifully against a pristine white plate. Fresh herbs add a vibrant touch, enhancing the overall aesthetic while hinting at the flavors to come. This dish transforms any dining table into a gourmet experience, inviting guests to indulge in its visual charm before even taking a bite. Flavor Combination Combining the creamy, comforting notes of polenta with the delicate, buttery flavor of scallops creates a delightful balance. Each mouthful introduces a satisfying crunch from the polenta, followed by the tender, melt-in-your-mouth scallops. This harmonious blend of textures and flavors makes the dish a standout choice for dinner parties or special occasions, allowing home chefs to impress with minimal effort. Culinary Techniques Achieving the perfect crispy polenta requires careful preparation and cooking techniques. Starting with a properly whisked cornmeal mixture ensures a smooth texture, while chilling the polenta allows it to firm up, making it easier to fry. The searing of scallops is an art in itself; the key is to use high heat and avoid overcrowding the pan to achieve a beautiful golden-brown crust. Mastering these techniques elevates the dish from simple to sophisticated. Serving Suggestions This dish shines as a main course but also pairs well with light sides. A fresh green salad or roasted seasonal vegetables can complement the rich flavors of the polenta and scallops. For a truly elegant dining experience, consider serving this dish with a crisp white wine, enhancing the meal's gourmet nature while making it perfect for any special occasion. Nutrition and Satisfying Portions Despite its indulgent flavor profile, this dish offers a balanced nutritional profile. With a serving size suitable for four, it contains a reasonable amount of calories while providing protein and healthy fats. This makes it an excellent choice for those looking to enjoy a gourmet meal without overindulging. The combination of polenta and scallops ensures that each serving is both satisfying and nourishing. Creating the Ultimate Dining Experience To truly enhance the dining experience, attention to detail is essential. Soft lighting and elegant table settings can elevate the atmosphere, making the meal feel even more special. Consider adding personal touches, such as hand-written menus or themed decor, to make the evening memorable. This attention to ambiance, combined with the exquisite flavors of the dish, will leave a lasting impression on your guests. Delicious Polenta and Seared Scallops Recipe The crispy polenta is seasoned to perfection and offers a wonderful contrast to the tender, buttery scallops. This dish is not only visually appealing but also bursting with flavor, making it a true crowd-pleaser. Ingredients - 1 cup cornmeal - 4 cups water - Salt to taste - 2 tablespoons olive oil - 1 pound sea scallops - 1 tablespoon butter - Fresh herbs for garnish (optional) Instructions - Prepare the Polenta: In a saucepan, bring water to a boil. Gradually whisk in the cornmeal and a pinch of salt. Reduce heat and cook, stirring frequently, until thickened (about 10-15 minutes). - Set and Chill: Pour the polenta into a greased dish and spread evenly. Allow it to cool and set in the refrigerator for at least 1 hour. - Cut and Fry: Once set, cut the polenta into squares or triangles. Heat olive oil in a skillet over medium heat and fry the polenta until crispy and golden on both sides. - Sear the Scallops: In a separate pan, melt butter over high heat. Season scallops with salt and sear for about 2-3 minutes per side until golden brown and slightly opaque. - Plate and Serve: Place crispy polenta on a plate, top with seared scallops, and garnish with fresh herbs if desired. Serve immediately. Cook and Prep Times - Prep Time: 15 minutes - Cook Time: 25 minutes - Total Time: 40 minutes Nutrition Information - Servings: 4 - Calories: 300kcal - Fat: 15g - Protein: 20g - Carbohydrates: 30g Read the full article