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scribble-blog · 5 years ago

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Soulmate AU part 5!!

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Tim growled as he kept searching. There were no messages sent from Paris in the last five years in the League’s database. There weren’t any mention of a Hawkmoth, a Ladybug, or a Chat Noir in any news site. As far as he could tell, the girl had been lying to him almost entirely.

Except that she was Damian’s soulmate. And there was no faking the sheer exhaustion in her eyes when she spoke about Paris being besieged for the last four years.

And his gut was telling him to keep looking.

After an hour, and switching his location so he appeared to be operating out of France, he finally found two leads- one, a juvenile blog that had some questionable information interspersed with straight up tabloid trash, and the other an app, which he eagerly downloaded to his phone, waiting.

Finally the app popped up, showing a little Ladybug icon, and he clicked it. LadyBugOut! Sprung to life on his screen, and he perused the small icons. Small and stylized animals, a ladybug, a black cat, a bee, a turtle, a fox, a snake, a dragon, a peacock, and a butterfly. From what he remembered of his chat with Marinette, one of the heroes was Ladybug, so he clicked it.

It showed him a long line of posts, mostly videos. The girl in them was short, with dark blue-black hair and bright blue eyes, and a glaringly red and black spotted suit and mask.

“Salut, Paris! Back again with an update and a few things to address regarding the recent akuma, Lady Silence.”

He flicked to the next one.

“Salut, Paris, I’m here with Reine Abeille today,” the camera moves to another hero in yellow and black, blond hair in a high bun as opposed to Ladybug’s pigtails. “You’ve all sent in quite a few questions, and we wanted to take the time to respond today!”

“Salut, Paris! Just a quick update, I know many of you have been wondering about the recent addition to our team, Viperion.”

“Salut, Paris. I’d like to start this video with a moment of silence and recognition for the 73 lives lost in the recent attack by-“

Tim pauses it. A team of four, possibly more heroes? Perhaps nine to match the icons? A publicly revered and loved hero, to the point where she does question and answers with them. A villain that caused a death toll of seventy three people less than a month ago.

How in the world could they have missed this?

“By Evilutionist. We ask that if you know one of these victims you reach out to them and offer a hand, a hug, or even just a smile as they go about their days.”

He leant back in his chair, bewildered. Lives lost, but still there to be comforted, and going about their lives?

He got up to go find another cup of coffee. He was starting to understand how long his night was going to be.

Before he started watching through the whole long list of posts, he checked the other tabs. The black cat had a map that was currently inactive, but also logs of past maps detailing a red line, a purple line, and a larger area shaded in grey. They were labeled accordingly, Ladybug’s Path, Akuma’s Path, and Area of Attack/Destruction.

There were hundreds of maps logged.

The Bee contained large organized lists of homes and businesses that had registered as safe shelters during akuma attacks, a compilation of helplines and websites where you could learn more about staying safe during an attack, how to stay prepared and aware, and what necessities to keep stocked in cases of longer term akuma attacks.

The Fox seemed open to the public, where they could present their own posts alongside Ladybug’s about good, happy things.

The Turtle was a series of videos and posts about relaxation, meditation, coping, and self-care that could build the emotional strength to resist akumas.

The Dragon was a series of videos featuring another superhero- he assumed it was the Dragon themed one- and Ladybug, demonstrating self defense techniques and other strategies for avoiding, outrunning, fighting, or otherwise protecting yourself from akumas.

The Snake was, to his surprise, just a series of playlists, seemingly cultivated by each hero.

The Peacock held another map, also inactive, until the app chimed loudly. As he watched, a notification popped up, similar to an Emergency Alert System notification, that said in all capitals, AKUMA ATTACK.

He pressed the X on it, and watched as the Black Cat symbol seemed to glow green. He switched back, and the map was now accessible, a purple dot glowing near the Eiffel Tower. It started moving, and the shaded grey filled in around it, following the dot. He turned back to his computer and started searching frantically for some sort of news coverage. After a minute, he found a Facebook profile and opened it, and someone’s livestream was rolling.

He looked back at his phone to see that the red Ladybug dot had appeared near the edge of the grey, closing in on the purple dot. The livestream drew him back. It showed an apartment view of the Seine, and the road of broken detritus that trailed behind the akuma’s path.

“-Quel connard ne passe pas une bonne nuit alors, je suppose, mais honnêtement, cela ne devrait pas être mon problème.” The camera flipped to the face of a tired woman. “J’ai du travail en quatre heures et je ne me suis endormi que trois heures plus tôt, mais un trou du cul supersonique fait voler en éclats les fenêtres de gauche et de droite.” The camera flipped again, showing not the view but the clearly broken window. “Baise ça, mec, j'essaye de DORMIR,”

-some asshole isnt having a good night then, i guess, but honestly that shouldnt be my problem. ive got work in four hours and i only fell asleep three hours ago but some supersonic asshole is shattering windows left and right. fuck this, dude, im trying to SLEEP,

The feed went silent as the akuma lunged back into view down by the water. It was a large red woman, with wires that sprouted from her and trailed along like muscles, enhancing what seemed to be the speakers that her body was made of.

He could see her open her mouth and roar, right as a smaller red figure bounded in, dodging the concentrated sound blast and grabbing something from around her neck and snapping it in half.

The woman on the street reverted in a flash of light to a more normal appearance, and Tim watched awestruck as Ladybug tossed her yo-yo into the air and shouted something.

The wave of light that spread outward was dazzling, lighting up Paris’ night sky. In front of the camera, as the light washed over the holder, their window was suddenly whole and unbroken again. The street beneath was clean.

“Merci, Ladybug,” the tired narrator muttered. “Bonne nuit.”

The camera shut off.

Tim stared, awestruck.

“She fixes it all,” he breathed. “That’s why she was talking about people being alive after they die, they come back to life. She fixes all the damage. It probably destroys most records of the damage as well.”

The app was accessible because of her direct part in making it, he would assume. He saved the video.

Time to get Bruce.

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#maribat #daminette #daminette soulmates #soulmate au #fanfic

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percabeth4life · 5 years ago

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The Ocean

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The event was really cool.

Percy stuck with Triton as he was told to. Listening to them talk and trade carefully worded insults? Though they seemed teasing enough.

He managed to keep his cool, and when they talked to him he responded with polite insults of his own.

He wasn’t as good at it as a lot of them, but he decided he’d get better at it.

Triton had lectured him before about his anger getting the best of him, in the sea hiding your intent was too important to let your anger get the best of you. Unless of course you’re powerful enough to get away with it.

Spoiler: Percy was not.

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The food was yummy, he really liked it.

There were all kinds of fish, he thinks its like sushi, and some strange seaweed dishes. Triton ate everything first, showing him how to hold the utensils when used, and how to eat it by hand when they weren’t.

There weren’t any drinks, but that made sense. They were underwater after all.

Percy hid a grin as he watched Triton tear apart one of the guests that had been too blatantly rude to Percy. Of course, Triton was careful about it, sounding perfectly polite while he insulted the mers everything. From the way his tail curled to the tacky hair pieces in his hair. Nothing escaped Triton’s insults.

Percy thought it was hilarious.

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Interacting with the other mers was a fun experience, he got to learn a lot about how the manners worked through actual talking. And he learned that insulting a mers tail gets you a lot of hate.

Only one mer had a tail anywhere near as flowy as Percy’s too.

She was nice, with pale green skin and flowy red hair. She showed off some of her magic, twisting the water around her into a mini current that spun little fishies in a circle around her.

Percy watched delighted, until one of the mer asked him to show his magic.

Triton gave him a nod though so he guessed he could.

He swallowed and considered for a moment, maybe….

He raised his hands, then twisted them and spread them apart, the temperature dropping between his hands until he had a block of ice. He sliced his hands down through the water and willed the ice to shift how he wanted it to.

A moment later and the ice was shaped like a fish.

He focused again. This was a trick he’d played dozens of times on a smaller scale in his glasses of water.

It was hard with a small fish, but a big one was even harder.

He carefully swiped one hand, the tail shifted, moving slowly side to side.

After a long moment the fish started ‘moving’ in the water. The tails and fins moving pretty closely in sync as he willed the water around the ice to guide it.

The other mers murmured to each other.

“That’s a difficult bit of magic there.”

Percy glanced at the speaker, a mermaid with Blue hair and deep green skin. Her tail was sleeker than Tritons, she didn’t have much magic it seemed. But she would probably be very dangerous and fast.

“Oh, I suppose so, I do it for fun when I’m bored in class.”

“What!?” Cried a merman in surprise.

Triton was smirking behind them.

“That’s rather impressive, who was your teacher? Surely you must have a skilled Thermomancer as a teacher to have such skills.”

Percy kept a straight face even as he wondered over the word the mer used, Thermomancer? What was that?

“My teachers name is Katara, she’s very skilled in water and ice.”

He couldn’t risk using the term Thermomancer until he knew what it meant.

The mer hummed, “I haven’t heard of her.”

“She likes her privacy, but she’s fairly well known where I come from.”

He’s not lying, loads know who she is.

They nodded, “What part of-“

“Ah,” Triton interrupted, quickly switching the subject to one of the fishes nearby, apparently it wasn’t common around here.

After that the event seemed to wind down. Percy still wasn’t sure what it was about in the first place, but whatever.

Triton led him back towards the rivers, using his magic to speed it up.

Percy was reluctant to return. He liked being here. He liked being able to use his magic freely without anyone judging him for it. He liked being in the sea.

But he’s only half of the sea. His other half is from the land, and he has to go home. He can’t leave his mom.

So, home he went.

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The rest of the summer passed in a haze of studying the books Triton shoved into his hands and cleaning the river.

The solstice was a brief respite, he gave Triton a carefully formed Ice box.

As in, a box made of ice. He’d very carefully formed the runes on it that should keep it from melting… hopefully.

Triton seemed to think it was good at least. Percy had also put two more sand dollars into it, they were looking good now!

Triton got him a hair piece, it was made of twisted coral and some small pearls.

Percy loved it, it kept his hair out of his face.

Maybe he should invest in a haircut?

But then he wouldn’t be able to use the hairpin… he’d leave his hair long.

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Percy’s birthday was the only other break in the summer, as usual he went down to the river to see Triton. He was turning eleven now! He was almost a teenager. That was a big deal you know.

Triton gave him a bag.

You wouldn’t think that was cool, except this was a super cool bag. It was a waterbag, like what Katara had.

Apparently, it’s called a waterskin, but that wasn’t important.

The important thing is that this one is linked to the sea! As long as he has the bag he’ll never run out of water!

It was amazing.

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School starting again was the opposite of fun.

The teachers were rude, the students were judgy, and he was ninety percent sure the classrooms pet hamster was not a hamster.

He just hoped it didn’t try to kill him.

But it was really bugging his senses.

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He talked to Triton about the feeling, Triton was pleased.

He said Percy was sensing magic intent most likely. The hamster was probably not a hamster, but also not willingly in that form.

Percy had gotten very good at making the sand dollars, they even were starting to slowly draw energy to get stronger over time instead of just staying in statis, or worse the energy fading.

His skills with purification could go to more than water, experts at purification were able to remove the worst of curses.

Percy had read that. Purification and siren’s song were the two sea magics he had the most interest in learning more about. But he didn’t realize it would give him a sense for curses around him.

That was cool, and probably helpful.

Triton got him books on it.

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Okay so Percy had zero idea how to change the hamster back to… whatever it was before.

On the other hand, he was doing good in class currently.

Triton had gotten him to the current math level, and now Percy could actually work.

English was still horrible, and geography for land stuff sucked.

Why couldn’t they quiz him on sea geography? He had that down!

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Percy baked food for Triton for the fall equinox, lots of cakes and cookies.

All blue of course.

Triton shared with him.

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Percy decided something just before the solstice.

He really didn’t like his English teacher at all.

He kept saying Percy was doing stuff he wasn’t! He worked really hard on the English homework and rushed to get to class extra early! He swears the teacher gave him a detention for breathing the other day.

Triton suggested he use his training in ‘princely acting’ to try and out do them.

Percy was pretty sure Triton just wanted an excuse to make him practice it more.

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Percy got Triton a stone horse for the Solstice.

He actually found this one instead of making it, but he added some sea runes for protection and safety. He wasn’t sure if it would do much, but maybe it would make Triton’s room a little bit more comfortable.

Triton gifted him with clothes. And while that might sound boring, Percy loved them.

They were clothes in the style of the sea clothes!

Worn by the sea beings that could go on land they were styled the same as the clothes underwater.

Percy had six sets now.

Flowy pants that were super comfortable, made from some kind of silk. Soft shirts in really cool designs that he very much enjoyed, with fun folds and clasps that gave him stuff to fiddle with. They seemed to have a shimmer of scales in them. Triton assured him that it was just to strengthen them.

There were different patterns, and the pants came in black and blue, with one deep red. The shirts had all kinds of colors, a deep purple, a bright red, two blues of different shades, a green, and a black. The buttons were all pearl.

They were probably crazy expensive and definitely the nicest things he owned, they looked so nice and were so soft.

Percy knew he’d treasure them for as long as he could wear them.

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Percy worked slowly through the rest of the school year.

He had a lot of detentions, but he took Triton’s advice and put on what he’s taken to calling his princely face.

As perfectly mannered as he could be, with careful insults in his words. He was getting better at them and wearing the nice clothes sometimes certainly didn’t hurt.

He loved those clothes, nothing seemed to damage them.

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He searched high and low for a good gift for the spring equinox. In the end he settled on some cool flowers. He worked carefully with the ice, it was super delicate, frosting it just so, making sure it didn’t wilt.

But in the end, he had a sunflower preserved in a ball of ice.

Just ignore his pile of fails.

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Triton seemed delighted. Apparently, he’d never really gotten to see sunflowers before. He’d seen pictures and seen them once a long time again when Persephone had summoned some near the beach, but otherwise sunflowers weren’t really around his realm.

Well, now he could have his own sunflower.

In turn Triton gave him a small orb, he tapped the top an the orb lit up. Percy stared in awe at the stars surrounding him.

“You’ll need to learn the constellations too.”

Percy sighed, of course he did.

He loved the present though.

When the stars turned off, the inside of the orb shone.

It was like a snow globe but with stars!

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Percy got expelled… surprise.

The English teacher finally got him kicked out, despite all he did to fight it.

It probably didn’t help that he’d been the last one around the pet guinea pig, the pet hamster that is now missing… because Percy tried to turn it back human and was now stuck with a pet fish.

At least he could understand it now.

Apparently, Percy should avoid spa’s at all costs.

Percy decided he needed to learn more about purification magic.

He didn’t even know he could do that, and he doubted he could do it again.

Triton agreed to get him more books.

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Mysteriously the school flooded, Percy was baffled, it didn’t have a plumbing problem.

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Triton was in a good mood.

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Summer was in full spring, and he actually had fun. Triton took him to events more often and Percy was starting to make some sorta friends.

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But time passed, and the solstice arrived.

Triton got him more clothes, a different style. Apparently from a different area of the sea.

The old ones still fit, but it was nice to have some variety.

These ones were more drappy, less clasps and stuff. He liked them, he felt like he could spin and look dramatic. Almost like he has wings!

Triton also got him an instrument called an ocarina. It was shaped like a seashell and was a pretty blue. He got Percy some books to learn from and told him it was the first step in learning Siren’s Song magic.

Percy was determined to master it.

Percy made him a geode snow globe. He’d found the stone totally by accident, but it was the same green as Triton’s tail! It sparkled a lot, he thought Triton might like it (to show off, he was horribly vain about his tail Percy had noticed). He worked hard to make the snow globe, but with a little bit of glitter instead of snow stuff.

It sparkled a lot, Triton smiled and thanked Percy.

Percy was glad that he could make Triton happy.

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Percy decided to dye his hair.

In hindsight perhaps he should’ve informed his mom first.

But he felt so plain compared to the other merfolk at the events he went to! All of them had such colorful hair! Triton’s hair was even a really dark blue, so dark you could mistake it for black.

That’s what Percy tried to do…

That didn’t quite work.

His hair was a cobalt blue, very clearly blue.

He’d gotten the dye from Samoa (a mermaid with a really pretty white tail that was kinda flowy and pale hair. Pale everything really, he thinks she’s albino or something, but it would be rude to ask.)

Triton thought it was hilarious, hair was all kinds of color under the sea, so it was totally fine for Percy to dye his hair.

His mom did not think it was hilarious…

He was grounded for a week, and she tried using dye remover… It didn’t work.

Triton found that even funnier.

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Percy’s twelfth birthday was soon after, Triton got him a super cool bag!

Its enchanted so that other’s can’t take his stuff out of it, and it keeps the inside untouched by anything that happens on the outside. So if the bag gets drenched in water the insides won’t be affected, same if it gets set on fire.

Triton was kind enough to demonstrate.

Percy thought it was brilliant and would definitely help with the bullies.

Percy was so happy to have a friend like Triton.

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Percy was not happy.

His mom had put him in a private school. Which wasn’t horrible, he’d been to two before.

What was horrible was the fact that his school was a boarding school.

He wouldn’t be able to visit Triton or go to the river or gossip with the fish or practice his waterbending (no matter what Triton said or the fact that it’s apparently called Thermomancy he would always call it waterbending).

He wasn’t happy at all, though at least Triton was right about them still being able to talk via iris messaging.

He still wasn’t happy.

He reluctantly said goodbye to his many fish friends, Triton took him down to say goodbye to the sorta friends he’d made amongst the merfolk. He told them his teacher had moved to another area for awhile and it would be a few months before he could visit.

They understood.

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Percy stared up at the gates, reluctance filling him.

He fiddled with his bracelet, curling his fingers around the sparkling stone that glittered on it.

He could do this. He’s Percy Jackson, son of Oceanus (you know, probably), he’s going to be a master of purification and help clean the seas of all the pollution. He was Triton’s friend.

He could do this.

He stepped through the gates of Yancy Academy to begin the next school year.

Mer Percy Here

#longer chapter than usual #pjo #percy jackson #triton #pjo triton #triton is a good big brother #Avatar the legend of percy #avatar: the legend of percy #avatar fan percy #powerful percy #smart percy

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fitnesshealthyoga-blog · 6 years ago

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Beautycounter LEAD Conference Recap - The Fitnessista

and WE SAW MICHAEL BUBLÉ.

(I’m not even going to hide my creeper status. And don’t worry, my mouth didn’t actually touch the poster.)

Hi friends! How’s the morning going? I’m just getting back from a whirlwind trip to Phoenix for the Beautycounter LEAD conference… and to see Michael Bublé, my favorite ever.

I got into Phoenix on Thursday morning, and met up with Arsy and Tina at the adorable Airbnb where we’d be staying. It was my first Airbnb experience and I was beyond impressed with the whole thing.

Check out the cuteness!

It was in a neighborhood filled with unique older houses, and they completely gutted and redid the interior. The wood floors and tiling in the bathroom were gorgeous, along with exposed brick, modern art, and unique touches (like the book selection in each bedroom).

Arsy surprised us with little goodie bags on each of our beds, with Hu chocolates, travel Cote nail polishes, Bee’s wrap, the best hair ties, a Beautycounter pen, and a sweet card. She also stocked the fridge with some healthy essentials, cold brews, and waters.

I’ve been working with Arsy for almost 3 years and it was my first time meeting her in person. Of course, she was just as kind and lovely as I expected, and I had such a great time hanging out with her and Tina all weekend.

Thursday night, we had our team dinner at True Food, and then Friday morning, it was straight into the official festivities. We had quite a few sessions on Friday, and each one left me feeling more inspired, motivated, and grateful that I’ve had the opportunity to work for such a respected and innovative company. (Beautycounter is the #1 Googled beauty brand of 2018 and the top clean skincare brand in the world.) They generally care for the health of all living beings on this planet, and are constantly working to impart change in the beauty industry, which is severely unregulated. The last federal safety law for cosmetics was passed in 1938!! We’re actively working to get this changed and make clean products accessible to everyone. This means no matter what store you go to and what brand you purchase, you should be able to have have the confidence that they were manufactured without endocrine disrupters, known carcinogens, and harmful preservatives.

My very favorite quote from the weekend:

– The greatest gift you can give anyone who loves you is your own wellbeing

While there was a lot of motivational talk, they also addressed burnout and importance of paying attention to what truly matters: your family, your health, and your relationships. I love how much they emphasized balance and taking the time to share your life with those you love and make yourself a priority.

We also had the opportunity to hear Gregg Renfrew speak. She’s our CEO and the Founder of Beautycounter and she’s so.darn.real. The entire room of 1700 was captivated the entire time she was talking. She was so encouraging, humble, and generously shared her knowledge and inspiration with us all.

They also had some pretty solid snack breaks and lunch in between the presentations. 🙂

Friday afternoon, the Pilot picked us up from the conference and we headed to the house to get ready for the evening. The girls went to another team dinner at a downtown hotel, while the Pilot and I enjoyed a sushi date at Moira Sushi before Michael Buble.

(Shoes are here // dress is here — got it from Rent the Runway and was so pumped it actually fit. I feel like it’s so hard to tell what will work from the sizing but the S was just right)

We arrived at the arena, ordered wine in a can for me + beer for him, walked to our awesome seats (!) and I buckled up for the best concert experience of my life. I’m a HUGE Michael Bublé fan – I sporadically listen to his music all year and just switch to his Christmas album for November and December – so I was expecting a lot, but it was beyond anything I could have imagined. His perfect voice, the set design, the orchestra, his backup singers, everything. Just.SO.freaking.good.

(He started off with “Feelin’ Good” and I screamed like a teenager at a BTO concert.)

#1) He is HILARIOUS. He was cracking a ton of jokes in between songs, many of which were gloriously inappropriate, and the Pilot and I were laughing our faces off. I had to keep myself from breaking into the full-on dinosaur cry during Home and one of his newer songs, Forever Now. If you want to get a glimpse of what I was feeling, listen to the song, and then picture in your mind a child’s bedroom and how it changes from when they’re born (a nursery with sweet printed wallpaper, a crib, and a rocker) until they MOVE out (a large bed and a room strewn with moving boxes, to completely empty room). That’s what they flashed on the arched screen above the stage and I think they pretty much wanted to pull my heart out of my body. Of course, all of his lighthearted jokes and the fact that he doesn’t take himself too seriously kept me from crying too hard.

2) He is so grateful to all of his supporters. Multiple times he thanked us for spending our money and our time to be at his concert. He said that his supporters lifted their family while they went through something absolutely heartbreaking, and was so heartfelt and genuine in thanking the audience. You can just tell he’s a really good guy.

3) I tried to meet him but I failed. So here’s the thing, in college and my early 20s, I got backstage after concerts if I wanted to meet the band or singer. It’s not because I’m cool or had a VIP pass, but I’d just casually go to the side of the stage and ask security if I could just go back and get a photo with whomever. You’d think it would be a fail but it worked every time! I would just be chill about it and I think they saw a young non-threteaning kid and were like, “Go. Live your dream.” I didn’t know if I would work for Michael Bublé because, I don’t know, I’m like 15 years older now, BUT I figured this was my only chance and went for it. Unfortunately, they did all of the meet and greets before the show, not after. So when I went to ask if I could pleeeeeease go back and take a pic, security told me they did all of that stuff earlier. It’s NBD, but I did try. #shameless #dontcurr

The Pilot and I stayed at Westin, which was lovely, and then Saturday morning, we grabbed a quick breakfast at Coronado (a cute vegetarian cafe!) before he hit the road back to Tucson and I headed back to the conference.

I got there just in time to learn about the new products from our Product Development team, and get excited! There’s so much good stuff on the way, including a face cream that supposed to feel luxurious and gorgeous like La Mer, but with clean ingredients. So pumped about this! I’ll definitely share more info when it’s on the way, but our new line was modeled after Asian skincare rituals (yas yas yassss) and is going through clinical and client trials now. I’ll also have the chance to try it out before it’s released and will absolutely share my experience.

Beautycounter is also transitioning to more glass, less plastic, and are going to include refill options.

We attended sessions on social media and coaching, and then had a delicious lunch.

When I left the conference, I felt energized and excited to implement various action plans in my team and with my business. As you guys know, I’m very particular about brand alignments. For everyone I say, “Yes” to, there are at least 20-30 “No, thank you”. When I first joined Beautycounter, I knew I liked the products and I loved their mission to get safer products into the hands of everyone. I didn’t know that it was so much more than that, and that it would have such a huge positive impact on my life and business.

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Behind this mission, there are thousands of women working hard to change the beauty industry, sharing the products with those they love, and taking their success into their own hands.

I was so thankful to FINALLY meet Teri, who feels like my BFF after all of these years and I still hadn’t met in person! I also got to chat with Lexi, Juli, Cassy, and so many lovely women on our team.

Having this blog has been one of the biggest blessings in my life because it’s enabled me to connect with a motivating, incredible community of women (and dudes!). One of the best parts: I can do it anywhere! As a military wife, this was critical since we were moving every 2 years or so, which this makes it very hard to get and keep a traditional job. Beautycounter gives that same flexibility to those who want to work on their own schedule, wherever they want, and carve their own path. It has been one of the best things I’ve added to my business, and it’s fun, easy, and I get to meet with connect with new people. The money potential is bananas – if you want to talk about it, please email me – and it’s cool to be able to make an income while supporting a company that’s championing for change. If you’d like to make a transition to safer skincare products, or a tiny voice is telling you that consulting may be for you, please email me: [email protected]

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WHO: Meredith Fabray + Thea Baker WHEN: 12/24 Night WHAT: Thea and Mer open stockings and then do a scene WARNING: bondage, orgasm control/denial

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Meredith Fabray

Meredith had felt beautiful all night in the designer outfit Thea had dressed her in. Beautiful, cared for, and proud to be by her side. She was excited to get home and thrilled to get into their pajamas with an almost giddy excitement that lit up her eyes and when they got to their stockings to open what was inside she sat on the floor by the fire and tree, legs crisscrossed as she waited as patiently as she could. “.... is it time?”

thea baker

Thea was proud, and not the least bit surprised, that Mer had done such a great job during dinner. Perfectly submissive, and perfectly behaved, the dinner had been lovely for them both. It took a bit of mental exertion to get back into the right headspace when they headed back to her apartment, but by the time they arrived she felt settled once more - and getting into their Christmas pajamas helped with that as well. With their stockings waiting, she watched as Meredith practically bounced on the floor. "Yes, Pet, it's time. Go ahead and open your things, I'll go second."

Meredith Fabray

Mer perked up a little bit at those words. “Are you sure, Mistress??” She loved gift giving as much as she loved getting them. Once she got the go ahead, she bit into her lower lips and started pulling things out of the stocking one by one. She squealed at the socks and put them on immediately. Her cheeks flushed as she pulled out the dirty toys and the rope. “I don’t actually own a vibrator.” She laughed a little. Each thing she pulled out of the stocking brought another smile to her face. When she got to the game she held it up. “You’re going to have to teach me how to play. I have no idea what this is... but it looks like fun.” Her smile grew. Pulling out the necklaces, she put on the I’m hers one and handed the other over to the brunette with a stolen kiss. “These are so perfect.”

The last item she pulled from the stocking was the onesie and she held it up with a little laugh before snuggling it close to her body. “I love it! I love all of it, Mistress, thank you!” Taking another look at the onesie, she titled her head and eyed the brunette for a quiet moment. “... Do you have a MD/lg kink you haven’t told me about or is this just a comfy pair of cute pjs that I’m reading too much into?”

thea baker

Thea chuckled softly. "Yes, babe. Go right ahead, I want to watch you." As she'd filled the stocking her only thought had been how much she would enjoy seeing Meredith reveal each of her presents. "You don't own..." she repeated, shaking her head. "Well that just won't do. Everyone needs at least one." Thea herself had several, and had gone through a few more than that over the years. "That is mahjong, and I would love to teach you how to play. It takes a little bit to learn, but it's a very fun game that I think you'd be great at. You're the smartest girl I know, and you'll be beating me at it in no time." Leaning into the kiss, she accepted the necklace and clasped it behind her neck. "I thought so! I love them so much." Meredith's reaction to the onesie was exactly what she'd hoped for, and Thea giggled. "You are so, so very welcome, gorgeous girl. I'm so happy that you liked it all so much - Merry Christmas." Thea worried at her lip for a moment at the question. "You're not reading too much into it," she murmured. "But it's okay if that's all it is, too."

Meredith Fabray

Meredith noticed the way Thea worried at her lip and she found it curious that the Switch would be nervous about anything around her. When she got her answer, she glanced down at the onesie again and nodded a little, taking in the information for a moment or so. “... I won’t lie. I’ve... thought about it before. “. She cleared her throat gently and her cheeks flushed some. “I have no experience with it. Never took an Ageplay course while I was here before. But... it does interest me.” Jade green eyes peaked up once more. “....what uhm... what exactly is your kink, Mistress?” She wanted to know because she found herself wanting to try anything and everything with this woman.

thea baker

Thea actually did feel a little bit better when Meredith said that she was interested. It wasn't everyone's kink, she knew that, and it would have been unfortunate if she suggested something that Mer wasn't interested in at all. "I don't have experience with it either," she confessed. "I've only ever considered it a few times. So I don't know exactly where my kink lies. I just know that the thought of...caring for you is a nice thought. And I thought a cute onesie might sort of help both of us find that place in our heads."

Meredith Fabray

Mer found herself smiling again. The blonde set the onesie aside and crawled across the floor, into the older woman’s lap. “Do you even know what you’d like to be called when we do things like that? Mistress is something I call you daily but not something I wanna call you when we do those things.”

thea baker

Once Meredith crawled into her lap, Thea wrapped her arms around her automatically. "I'm not a hundred percent on that, but I agree that Mistress might be better not to be used when we're in that headspace. I know what I'd like to call you, but I'm not sure what would be best from you. We might have to play and see."

Meredith Fabray

“I think...”. Her own arms settled around Thea’s neck. “I think that maybe once we find out what age works best headspace wise that the title might come along with that. For instance if I’m in like... a teenaged headspace I can’t see me calling you Mommy unless I’m being a brat and testing boundaries. Like in that school girl scene we did which was super fun by the way... and like if I’m in super Little type space I can’t see me calling you Mom. What would you wanna call me?”

thea baker

Thea didn't need gifts. Her Christmas had been made just by having Meredith in her arms, holding her tight. They were having a discussion they needed to have, and they were having it like they discussed everything else - calmly, with a sense of what was best for them both. "That's a really good point, pet. We'll see what we can do about finding the right age and go from there. And I do agree, that school girl scene was entirely too much fun." A blush rose in Thea's cheeks, but she smiled at the submissive in her lap. "I've been fighting not to call you pumpkin."

Meredith Fabray

Meredith let her forehead rest against Thea’s with a warm smile. “Mm hmmm. I may have to have more than one age. I definitely hope to revisit the school girl persona again.” A small laugh left her lips. “Being that bratty was a challenge for sure. But I think a younger age would be good too...” Her smile quirked at the nickname. “I like that one. A lot.” She admitted. “.... What would you think about me taking Ageplay next semester? Actually- that’s something else I wanted to talk to you about. Would you uhm...”. She bit into her lower lip thinking about how to phrase this without sounding too needy. “... maybe sit down with me and help me pick classes, Mistress? You know... ones that might benefit not just me but us?... Moving forward...”

thea baker

Thea shut her eyes a moment as their heads rested loosely against each other, unable to keep the smile from her face. "I like that idea too, if we find that it's what works. It sounds like a challenge, those different headspaces, but I bet we could figure it out. And you absolutely played a bratty schoolgirl all too well," Thea chuckled. "Yeah? Awesome - I'll keep that one at the ready, then." She let Meredith talk, not wanting to answer one question until she'd heard all of them. It was incredibly touching that she wanted Thea's help with planning her class list, and there was no way she'd say no. "I would be happy to, Mer. I think that's a really good idea."

Meredith Fabray

Mer loved hearing that Thea thought her bratty school girl was played all too well, it made her feel as if she done something right. Mer nodded, “Mm hmm.” The term of endearment was sort of adorable and she liked that Thea struggled to not call her that. The submissive’s nerves had her stomach flipping as she listened for the woman’s reply. The relief she felt at that response was definitely visible. “Thank you, Mistress”. Her cheeks flushed a little more. “I just... wanna keep doing things and learning things that strengthen what we have. Because... I really like what we have.”

thea baker

"You're welcome, pumpkin," Thea let the term slip out as practice, despite the fact that they weren't engaged in any sort of ageplay. "I really like what we have too. And I'm happy to help you find things that'll make us better and stronger. But I'll also expect your input on what those things might be as well. Because they only way we grow stronger is if we both help shape our futures."

Meredith Fabray

Mer felt her cheeks flush at the term of endearment and another smile tugged at her lips. Meredith nodded. “I agree, Mistress.” She leaned in a little and kissed her cheek. “I have the entire list of classes that I’ve already taken that I can send to you.” The little blonde couldn’t have been happier in that moment. She gave a big smile and little shake to her head. “But later- later. Now you need to open this.” She shifted enough so that she was only halfway in the woman’s lap, the newly knit stocking between them. “I made this. And... “she pulled another from behind her back. “I made me a matching one. So that..... you know... you have a set.”

thea baker

The little blush and the smile was enough to confirm to Thea that Meredith approved of the nickname. "I'm very glad you agree." Thea's cheek brightened under the little kiss and she nodded acknowledgement of Mer's words. "Look at you being so well organized! I'll look forward to reading through them with you, pet." She opened her arms a little as Meredith moved to keep them both comfortable and accepted the stocking. "Those are gorgeous, Mer. Thank you for them, and they're a beautiful set. I'll be very proud to happy to hang them up for Christmas."

Meredith Fabray

Meredith beamed and glanced down in an almost shy way. “Well, I mean, I didn’t want to retake classes. It would benefit me to take ones I haven’t had yet.” She gave a little shrug. “I needed to write them down to remember them.” A grin came to her lips when Thea praised the stockings. “I’m glad you think so, Mistress.”

thea baker

"That's because you're a very smart girl," Thea praised with a bright smile. "And it makes good sense to me that you wouldn't want to take the same things over again. You weren't gone that long, after all, and it's not like you've forgotten everything that you took back then. In fact I'd say you remember pretty much everything." Leaning in, she pressed a kiss to Meredith's lips. "They're wonderful. You're smart and gorgeous and crafty on top of being a perfect submissive."

Meredith Fabray

Mer bounced a little. “Open your stocking... please.” She almost whined. She was typically very patient but when it came to this, not so much.

thea baker

Thea giggled softly. "You are so damn cute. And you used your manners, so I appreciate that." She loved the way Mer's excitement over Christmas almost made her seem like a young child, and she began to reach into her stocking. The peanut butter cups came up first, and her eyes lit up. "I'm eating one of those tonight," she grinned. The lingerie was carefully unwrapped, and Thea felt her breath pulled from her chest. "Mer...these are so beautiful. And I hope you'll enjoy seeing them on me as much as I'll enjoy wearing them." Rope, a paddle, and finally a dildo and harness followed, leaving Thea licking her lips in anticipation. "Pet, you went overboard - but I love it all so, so much. I absolutely can't wait to play with all of this - and with you."

Meredith Fabray

The blonde felt her cheeks heat up once more and knew for a fact that she was blushing. She watched as the older woman went through her stocking, smirking at the comment about the peanut butter cups but the smirk faded into a lopsided smile rather easily as Thea continued. “... seeing you in them is exactly what I had in mind while choosing them.” Mer laughed a little. “I kind of couldn’t help myself, Mistress. So I’m really glad you love it all.”

thea baker

"I thought that might be part of the reason you chose them," Thea smiled. "And I'm really looking forward to letting you see them on me. For as long as you'd like." She didn't promise that it would be as satisfying as Meredith wanted, but the submissive would enjoy it one way or another. "It's alright - I'll just have to treat you a few times and make up for it. And I love every single bit of it."

Meredith Fabray

Mer let a little laugh leave her lips and shook her head. "You don't need to treat me to anything, Mistress because there's really nothing to make up for." She was incredibly serious about that. "I get to enjoy most of what I got you so it's a win win."

thea baker

Thea stole a kiss. "All right, then. But I do reserve the right to go crazy getting you things on another holiday, because that seems only fair after all." She didn't want Mer to feel like she was giving more than she got, in any aspect of their relationship.

Meredith Fabray

The submissive grinned at the kiss. "Deal. Totally fair. It's not as if you don't spoil me anyway. Because you totally do." She placed a kiss on her cheek and another was stolen from her mouth.

thea baker

Chuckling, Thea had to nod. "But I like spoiling you, so I think that works out really well. You're entirely too much fun to spoil." She really did enjoy it, and she was in a financial position that it would never be an issue.

Meredith Fabray

It was impossible to keep the smile from her face. "I'm glad you enjoy it because I'm definitely not complaining, Mistress. As long as I'm allowed to spoil you too I suppose it's completely fair game." She slipped back fully into her lap once more. "I didn't forget anything in there, did I?"

thea baker

"I won't stop you from spoiling me once in a while. Because I really like that too, and if this stocking is any indication you do an amazing job of it. So the next time you'll do just as wonderfully spoiling me, I'm sure." Tightening her grip around Meredith a little, she shook her head. "I don't think so, pumpkin."

Meredith Fabray

Mer's smile couldn't have gotten much brighter. "I plan on it." She brushed her nose with Thea's. "Good. Still plan on tying me up with the extra christmas lights and using some of the stuff from our stockings or is this going to be a cuddle and watch Christmas movies with hot chocolate kind of night like the way we started our day? I, personally, will be just as happy either way."

thea baker

"Mmm, that's such a difficult question. If I tie you up in Christmas lights I get pretty pictures of a beautiful girl, plus the chance to use some of the fun toys you gave me. If we cuddle and watch Christmas movies, I get to do that with you. They're both great choices. But I think I like the idea of tying you up in lights just a little bit more."

Meredith Fabray

"Isn't it just?" She smirked a little and listened to the reasoning. "Mm hm, mm hmm... all excellent points." She stole a small kiss. "I definitely am following your logic here. I mean... I think that sounds like a perfect plan, Mistress."

thea baker

"I thought you might be able to follow it," Thea smiled. "And I was also pretty sure that you'd approve of the plan, but I'm glad I was right on that one. So how about you take off your pjs and kneel in front of the tree for me?"

Meredith Fabray

Meredith stole one last kiss. "I can do that for you, Mistress." She got up from Thea's lap and pulled the shirt over her head, folding it and handing it over. She pulled the bow on the pants and they fell to pool at her feet. Bending over, she picked them up, folded them and handed them to the brunette. Making her way over to the tree, she dropped down to her knees before it.

thea baker

Setting the folded clothes carefully down while trying not to be distracted by the view, Thea set them aside to be put back on later; they would sleep in their new pajamas, she was sure of that, and it would be adorable. "Good girl. Wait right there for me, please." Stepping into the other room, she retrieved a few strings of Christmas lights and set them down near Mer's knees. "Arms out for me, please, hands together."

Meredith Fabray

The blonde's cheeks flushed a little at the praise. When Thea returned with the lights, her eyes were immediately drawn to them. At the woman's words, she did as she was told, arms out and hands together. Her gaze flickered up to take in the sight of the brunette. Her lips quirked a little, it felt so good to be on her knees for her.

thea baker

"Good girl." The tying was an intricate job, made more complicated by the fact that any bulbs that crashed together could potentially be a hazard. Fortunately the glass on the LED lights she was using wasn't quite as breakable. Threading the wire around and through, she slowly bound Mer's arms tightly together and gave the cord a tug. "Perfect. Shall we light you up?"

Meredith Fabray

Mer watched closely as Thea wove the strands of lights around her. The blonde gave a little tug to test just how secure the bindings were and was pleased to find herself properly bound. Her eyes met the older woman's through dark lashes and she gave a nod. "Please, Mistress?"

thea baker

"Since you asked so nicely, pet, how could I say no?" She wanted a few more strands, but it was important to try the first set and see how the effect turned out; if it was going to look terrible then it wouldn't be any fun anyway. Dimming the lights, she plugged in the strand wrapped around Mer's arms and grinned when they lit her up in shades of red and green.

Meredith Fabray

The little blonde waited patiently, her eyes trained on the strand that bound her arms. When they lit up, so did her smile. “They’re so pretty.” She said, in awe of the art they were making together. Meredith glanced up and noticed that Thea was still fully dressed while she was naked and on her knees and that fact alone had her cheeks flushing some.

thea baker

When Mer lit up in yellows, reds, blues and greens Thea smiled a gentle smile. She looked exceptional, and the idea of tying her up in lights had definitely been a good one. "You're so pretty," she corrected. "My little light up pet." Crouching down, she looked into Meredith's eyes with a playful gaze. "Shall we do a little bit more?"

Meredith FabrayBOT01/04/2021

And once more her blush only deepened. "I'm glad you think so, Mistress." As their eyes met, she bit gently into her lower lip but she couldn't contain her smile and she nodded. "I would love that. More lights means more prettiness, right?"

thea baker

"I've always thought so. The only person who never appreciated how pretty you are is he who shall not be named, and I always thought he was an idiot for that." She leaned down to place a kiss on Mer's forehead. "More lights definitely equal more prettiness. I think I want to change your position though; if I help you up, can you sit down with your legs out in front of you?"

Meredith Fabray

The phrasing of the mention of her former submissive got a small smirk out of the blonde. "I can do that, Mistress." When Thea asked her to reposition, she did exactly that. Watching her Domme at work was always an enjoyable experience.

thea baker

"Perfect, pet, thank you," Thea helped her up and then down, since she couldn't use her arms for leverage or balance. Once she was in position, she went to work with another string of lights, tying her from ankles to thighs - not as tightly as her arms, but more spread out so that the lights would have more of an effect. Standing back, Thea studied her for a moment and tried to figure out how to complete the picture. "Think you can avoid biting down too hard on a power cord, Mer?"

Meredith Fabray

Meredith watched in awe as Thea went back to work. She watched as the lights were woven up and around her legs. Jade green eyes glanced up almost innocently at the question. “I believe so, Mistress.” She couldn’t wait to see the photos Thea was bound to take of the finished product.

thea baker

"Good girl. I won't keep it in there for long, I just thought it'd make for a nice picture if your face was all lit up in Christmassy colors." Meredith's innocent look was slightly too innocent, and Thea quirked an eyebrow in response. Taking one last strand, she placed the cord gently between Meredith's teeth and tied it in back of her head.

Meredith Fabray

“Im sure that photo will go in the middle of your collage.” The quirked brow had her cheeks flushing a bit but opened her mouth for Thea to be helpful. Once it was secure she was careful not to bite into the wires. She felt perfectly festive.

thea baker

"No, not the middle," she shook her head. "I've got one in the middle already, and it will take a lot to dethrone the champion." With the wire secured she nodded, smiling. "Perfect. Hold right there please." Plugging in each strand, she turned the room lights off and clapped happily at the picture before her of Meredith bathed in the glow of lights. She took several pictures, kneeling to show each of them to Mer, and made no effort to take the lights from her mouth.

Meredith Fabray

Without her voice at her disposal, Mer rose a brow, wondering which photo it could possibly be. She would have to try an outdo said photo. That smile had her own pretty eyes lighting up. Meredith obediently held still and watched her Mistress as she went about taking photos of her masterpiece. Her cheeks flushed every time she was shown a photo.

thea baker

Thea busied herself taking a few more pictures, then set her phone down and knelt in front of Mer with a wicked smile. "It is so, so tempting to just leave you like that for a while. My little ornament." Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to Meredith's forehead. "But I don't think I want to take the risk of electrocuting you." She carefully removed the wires from Mer's mouth and set the lights aside. "It'd be a shockingly bad way to end the night."

Meredith Fabray

That smile did things to her. The blonde whimpered at the mention of being left like this. The thought was thrilling but also not totally how she hoped they’d spend their night. When Thea removed the lit strand Meredith giggled. “Pun intended?”

thea baker

"Pun very much intended," she chuckled. "I wasn't joking about wanting to leave you there, though. Just sit on the couch and sip some eggnog and look at my pretty ornament all lit up for me. Maybe with a nice gag, one that won't electrocute you, just so that we could sit and enjoy some quiet time together."

Meredith Fabray

Meredith bit into her lower lip and her cheeks warmed. She wouldn't necessarily mind quiet time together, especially if it meant getting to have her Mistress' eyes on her. "Seeing as I don't do eggnog that would most certainly be the perfect time for a gag, Mistress."

thea baker

Thea considered that for a moment, a smile pulling at her lips. "In that case, you can wait right there for me." She kissed Meredith's head and entered the kitchen to make herself a glass of eggnog. On the way back she stopped at her toychest to collect a fat red ballgag. She set the eggnog down and dangled the gag for Meredith. "Go ahead and open up for me, pet."

Meredith Fabray

Mer noticed that smile and it made her body feel that warmth of anticipation. “Yes, Miss... not going anywhere even if I wanted to.” Meredith waited, gazing at the pretty lights keeping her bound. When Thea came back with the gag her eyes widened a little, it was big. Jade green eyes peered up through long lashes and obediently lips parted.

thea baker

"Very good," Thea nodded, sliding the ball behind her teeth and buckling the strap behind her head. "There we are. Me, and my perfect decoration. I'm going to sit and have my eggnog, pet, feel free to writhe and moan a little if the mood strikes you. I do so enjoy watching that." Meredith could be dangerously intoxicating, and this was one of those times, but it was also going to be a peaceful, easy night for them both. She was pretty as a picture done up in lights, and with the gag Thea could sit and observe her in silence.

Meredith Fabray

As the ball was buckled into place she felt a shiver dance along her spine. The size of the ball that kept her mouth open wide definitely took a little getting used to. Meredith whimpered softly at the words and squirmed some. She had no way of knowing how long she’d be in this little predicament. Having Thea’s eyes on her naked, bound and lit up body had her cheeks flushed in no time. Soon enough the gag was giving her that familiar dull ache in her jaw and she found herself sucking on it as best she could to keep from drooling. A small moan was muffled by the ball and she squirmed a little more.January 26, 2021

thea baker

Thea tucked one leg beneath her as she took a seat on the couch, sipping her eggnog and watching as Mer squirmed and moaned. There really was no better way to relax on a holiday evening, and she truly wasn't sure how long she planned to let the woman sit there bound and gagged - just that it would probably be a while. "You can let yourself drool if you want," she advised. "That's always hot."

Meredith Fabray

Jade green gaze eyes focused on the woman as she made herself comfortable on the couch. Meredith was glad the older woman seemed to be enjoying herself. More squirming, more moaning, more trying not to drool. Being that much of a mess was not on her to do list but at least she knew that Thea would find it hot even if it made her own nose scrunch.

thea baker

Simply content to let time pass, Thea watched her new favorite ornament as she put on a private show for her. There was no music, no sound in the apartment but for Thea's quiet breathing and the sounds that Meredith was making for her. "This might have to become a tradition," she murmured after fifteen minutes or so had passed. "I bet you're dripping all over my floor right now, aren't you? That you'd love nothing more than for me to bury three fingers in you and fuck you until you scream my name?"

Meredith Fabray

Meredith whimpered and gave a little whine at the suggestion that this might become a tradition. Another whimper left her around the gag as her Mistress spoke about the mess she was definitely making on that floor. That gag had her whole jaw aching now as she struggled to suck at it. The blonde writhed, able to feel just how wet she was even at the mere thought of Thea fucking her like that.

thea baker

Thea sat back a little on the couch, grinning at the impact of her words. "I think maybe you should beg me. Nice and loudly through that big gag. I want to see you drool right down your chest, and I want to see you squirm. And if you're good for me - very, very good - then I might consider coming over there and giving you what you want."

Meredith Fabray

Her entire face flushed a deep shade of red at those words. She had a spit limit when it came to others because of germs and it made her incredibly embarrassed to drool in front of anyone but that wasn’t a limit. She was definitely feeling desperate enough to beg, technically Thea could choose to keep her like this all night. She decided to be a good girl for her Domme and started begging and pleading. It wasn’t audible past the gag, all garbled nonsense. The submissive was as loud as she could be, moaning and whimpering and squirming through the entire ordeal. Her cheeks remained flushed and the drool started leaking from the gag to run down her chin to streak down her chest.

thea baker

Meredith's begging was by far the hottest thing that she'd seen in ages, and Thea forgot all about the eggnog in her hand as she watched. It was hard to decide what the best part was, although the flushed cheeks and the drool were high up on the list. Thea felt high on the power and the control, knowing that she could make Meredith beg all night and never give her what she wanted if that's what she chose. More importantly, she knew that Meredith would accept it. "That's a good girl," she smirked. Carefully, minding the cords and lights, she stood and approached, tipping Meredith gently onto her back with her legs still straight out in front of her. Then, without any preamble, she did what she'd promised - stuck three fingers into her and began to roughly fuck her right there. "God, you're wet."

Meredith Fabray

Meredith was so lost in the begging and the pleading that it was impossible to register much else. She continued to make a complete mess with her wriggling and drooling, by the time Thea made it over to where she was she felt more desperate than ever before. The praise coupled with that smirk had a jolt of pleasure going straight to her core and her clit throbbed. When Thea tipped her back, she whimpered, knowing exactly what her Domme would find there. Meredith cried out against the gag as those fingers penetrated her wet sex. Thea was right, she was soaked. Her inner walls clenched around the older woman’s fingers and she groaned, unsure of how long she’d be able to keep from cumming.

thea baker

Thea kept her fingers moving, hard and fast, for as long as she felt like Meredith could hold out...and then she stopped, pulling them out and licking them clean. "You'll notice," she leaned over to look into Mer's eyes. "That I never said whether you'd be screaming my name out of frustration or pleasure. I probably should have been more specific." She giggled playfully. "What's it worth to you if I keep going, hmm? How would you reward me for all of that effort?" She knew full well that Mer could only make garbled noises in response, but that wasn't the point. The point was that she was in control.

Meredith Fabray

Meredith’s body was so very responsive to her Mistress’ touch, to the rough fucking that she was getting here on the living room floor. Her muffled moans could be heard behind the gag and just when she thought she wouldn’t be able to hold back her orgasm, Thea pulled away and she groaned. She whined at the woman’s words. The blonde started to beg again trying desperately to tell her that she would do absolutely anything Thea wanted.

thea baker

Thea grinned, pursing her lips as if she were listening to what Meredith had to say. Of course there were no words, nothing she could promise, but she nodded along as if she understood in the hopes of driving her crazy. Finally nodding, she began to fuck Mer all over again, building her up to the edge before withdrawing and licking her fingers clean. She repeated the process another two times, until she knew that her girl would be nearly insane with need. "You must really need it by now, hmm?" she teased. "Poor thing. One more time. Convince me."

Meredith Fabray

Mer watched the expressions of her Mistress as she listened to her garbled nonsensical begging. She felt insane. When Thea started fucking her again she cried out once more against the gag. Then those fingers would pull out and she’d be a whimpering mess. Each time she lost a little more of her sanity. She needed this orgasm like she needed air to breathe, her body aches for it. At those words, the submissive began to beg again, over and over telling her she’d do anything for her Mistress, give her anything she wanted, the desperation was written all over her face and her eyes were glassy from the over stimulation.

thea baker

Thea took mercy on Meredith then, seeing in her eyes that she truly couldn't take any more. "Good girl," she promised. "I hear you." She gave exactly what she knew was wanted, fucking Meredith hard and fast and driving her right through her orgasm without letting up even as her walls tightened and spasmed around her fingers. She'd been good enough to earn a reward, so Thea pushed through to a second and a third without a break before finally easing up. With gentle hands she undid the lights holding her legs and let her lie down, carefully removing the gag as well. "There's my girl."

Meredith Fabray

Every orgasm that hit her had her seeing stars. Thea knew exactly how to touch her, how to fuck her, how to bring her over the edge again and again. Her cries and screams were all muffled and tears rolled down her cheeks at the feeling of release. By the time Thea was done with her and bringing her back to reality she barely registered the fact that the lights had been removed. It wasn’t until the gag was taken off, her jaw trembling a little, that she realized her legs were free. “Th-thank you, Mistress.”

thea baker

"You're very welcome, pet. You did amazingly for me, so thank you for that." She slowly unwound the lights from her arms then as well, setting all of the strands aside and kissing her gently. "Such a good girl for me. Just take it nice and easy for me, there's no rush to get up or go anywhere." Thea smiled. "But you really, really made a mess of my floor." The evidence of Mer's orgasms was hard to deny.

Meredith Fabray

The little blonde felt a shiver run through her as the last of the lights were removed. She melted into the soft kiss only to feel her cheeks flush again at the comment about her mess. “That- that is one h-hundred percent your fault.”

thea baker

The cheeky reply made her smile. "I don't know about a hundred percent. But frankly I don't care about the floor, it'll come clean. I just enjoyed watching you fly apart for me. That was gorgeous." They didn't play with gags often, but it had been worth it for that scene alone.

Meredith Fabray

Meredith blushed a deeper shade of pink and tried to cuddle in a little closer to her Domme. "Glad y-you thought so. I like it when you're a little mean." She sassed softly but she was serious all the same. "You t-torturing me can be very fun." She let out a shaky breath but smiled all the same. "Bath?"

thea baker

Letting her nestle close, Thea wrapped an arm around her. "It can be, can't it? I don't plan to do that often, but every now and then it can be fun." She had thoroughly enjoyed the scene, and was glad that Mer had as well. "Yes, please. Think you can walk yet, or should I carry you?"

Meredith Fabray

The submissive bit gently into her lower lip and nodded. She raised a brow at the question. "You can carry me?" Thea hadn't attempted it before so she was certainly curious.

thea baker

"I think so. I've lifted more than your weight at the gym, at least. Want me to try?" She would be careful, of course, but she thought she could pull it off.

Meredith Fabray

Mer bit into her lower lip again and gave another nod. "Yes, please, Mistress." She didn't know how she'd be on her feet right now.

thea baker

Thea nodded. "Alright, pet. Let's do this." She released her grip on Meredith, adjusting to slip both arms under her. "I'm going to try and do this in a smooth motion." She scooped the woman's warm body into her arms and stood, muscles creaking. "I gotcha."

Meredith Fabray

Slender arms wrapped around the older woman and sucked in a breath as she lifted her up. A small smile tugged at her lips as she tucked herself in against her. She felt safe and secure in her arms.

#para #thea

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Beautycounter LEAD Conference Recap

and WE SAW MICHAEL BUBLÉ.

(I’m not even going to hide my creeper status. And don’t worry, my mouth didn’t actually touch the poster.)

Hi friends! How’s the morning going? I’m just getting back from a whirlwind trip to Phoenix for the Beautycounter LEAD conference… and to see Michael Bublé, my favorite ever.

Check out the cuteness!

My very favorite quote from the weekend:

– The greatest gift you can give anyone who loves you is your own wellbeing

They also had some pretty solid snack breaks and lunch in between the presentations.

(Shoes are here // dress is here — got it from Rent the Runway and was so pumped it actually fit. I feel like it’s so hard to tell what will work from the sizing but the S was just right) 8883621234

(He started off with “Feelin’ Good” and I screamed like a teenager at a BTO concert.)

Beautycounter is also transitioning to more glass, less plastic, and are going to include refill options.

We attended sessions on social media and coaching, and then had a delicious lunch.

(Jumpsuit is here // shoes are here. Jumpsuit is also from Rent the Runway and I wish I could have kept it!)

Behind this mission, there are thousands of women working hard to change the beauty industry, sharing the products with those they love, and taking their success into their own hands.

Well, I’m off to unpack my suitcase, only to RE-pack it for a short trip to Portland for a brand meeting. I hope you have a happy Monday!

Gina

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