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expertofpossession · 5 years ago

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Haunted Hotel (Guest Writer Rooky668) REPOST

NOT MY OWN. Can be taken down upon request.

“Yo dude relax. There’s no ghosts here They don’t exist. Go to sleep bro.”said Bradley. “But bro they kept saying this place was haunted and ghosts freak me out.” cried Alex from his bed. “What if one gets inside you like through your mouth o-or up your bu-“ “Yo don’t talk about dumb stuff like that bro” grumbled David. “Yeah bro. Just stop being a wimp” snapped Nick. “Here, take some of my night-time protein shake. It’ll make you drowsy. Now go to sleep.” “Ok thanks bro.” Alex took Nick’s shake and sipped it as he looked around the room. He and his other three dude-bros had booked a hotel for the weekend until they went surfing on Monday.But all the locals had told them that this hotel was haunted by a quartet of ghosts who would mess with guests that stayed there, especially hot young dudes like them.But it was all nonsense Alex thought. Like Bradley said, ghosts don’t really exist. Alex tucked himself under the sheets, turned his bedside light off and drifted into a heavy sleep and that was when the ghosts, who had been in the room the whole time, turned visible. All at once they began laughing to each other. “Yoooo, were you listening to the things they were saying bro?” asked one ghost. “Yeah man. It was hilarious. These dudes are gonna be soooo much fun to play with. I can’t wait!” replied another ghost. “Yeah, especially that scaredy chicken boy!” giggled another. The lead and most muscular ghost then moved forward. “Alright you guys let’s see who’s going to get who alright?” It’s gonna be so good having the sensation of feet again bro!” said one ghost who was playing with his tail excitedly imagining it as legs and feet. “What are waiting for then?” stated another ghost. First they all hovered above Bradley’s bed. Bradley was one hunky dude. As a personal trainer, he was incredibly sporty, athletic and all around toned.

“He’s big!” said one ghost. “He’s buff!” drooled another while honking his pecs. “And he’s all mine” stated the leader proudly pushing the others out of his way. “No fair, you always get the biggest hunks.” grumbled a ghost. “And don’t you forget it!” exclaimed the lead ghost as he drifted above Bradley’s face to inspect it. Compared to the rest of his body, Bradley’s facial features like his mouth were quite small and neat but that wasn’t about to stop this ghost. He grabbed the top and bottom of Bradley’s mouth and stretched it open like it was putty or elastic until it practically tripled in size. Immediately the ghost dove his muscular form right through creating an enormous bulge that moved down his throat into his stomach. Once the ghost’s tail had wiggled its way inside, Bradley’s mouth snapped back into place with an elastic wobble that also made his cheeks bounce up and down. Meanwhile one of the other ghosts was observing David. “This dude sleeps with socks on. That’s sooooo hot!” He then took a huge whiff of the stinky and sweaty socks.

If this ghost could get hard, he so would be right now. David wasn’t as big as Bradley but he was still toned and cut and just the right size for this ghost. “I’m going in!” said the ghost as he dove right into David’s ear smooth as anything and giggling as he too ended up in David’s stomach. Nick was the same size and had a similar body to David but the ghost trying to get inside him was anything but small with huge muscles and a decent sized gut. “Looks like I’m gonna have to suck it in for this one” he said. Luckily for him, Nick slept without underwear so the ghost’s preferred method of entry was free to use. He unfolded the sheets and manoeuvred himself into position before diving right into Nick’s dick.

It enlarged in size as the ghost moved through it with a rubbery noise all the while. Slowly but surely the ghost made its way into Nick’s body which inflated tremendously from his arms to his pecs to his now humongous gut. As the ghost settled however so did Nick’s body back to its original size. Lastly was Alex and this ghost had something special in mind. “Just for you big boy.” The ghost tore off Alex’s bedsheets, flipped him swiftly onto his stomach and stripped him of his underwear.

“You were right to be afraid chicken boy.” Those were the ghost’s last words before he dived into Alex’s butt. Pumping himself through, he slid easily through Alex’s perky butt which Alex unconsciously flexed and bounced in response to the ghost moving up his ass. Once he made it through he gave a laugh from deep inside Alex before settling in for the night along with the other ghosts eager for the fun tomorrow would bring. The next morning, Alex slowly woke up and sat up in his bed. He felt full all throughout his body and more than a little groggy. His body was also sweating all over and it felt strangely erotic. Alex shook his head and looked over to see David also sitting up. He was staring intensely at his own feet and drooling while holding his socks in a bundle in one hand. “Duuude….My feet….They’re like soooo…sexy. Alex then saw these cartoonishly bulging eyes come out of David’s own eyes and thanks to that, David began to hallucinate. As he stared at his feet, he saw them start inflating bit by bit. They were getting sweatier and also turning blue and slightly transparent. Soon David could no longer stand it. An erotic feeling came over him and he began to suck and lick his feet. “Yo, you done with those socks bro? Pass‘em here!” called Nick who also had big bulging eyes. David tossed his sweaty, musky socks to Nick who held them up to his nose and took a huge whiff and breathed in the smell of David. He then began to wrap his dick in the socks and started to stroke his monster with increasingly sweatier hands. With each pump, Nick’s body began to get bigger and bluer from his muscles to his gut which just got more and more fat. Alex couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He ran frightened into the hallway and bumped directly into the chest of Bradley. Bounced back onto his strangely rubbery ass, Alex looked up to see Bradley, also with cartoon eyes, massaging and bouncing his pecs. “Aww hey there dude! Where ya off to huh? Why don’t you stay and admire these babies while I do this!” Bradley got down to Alex’s feet and grinned and licked his lips. Bradley’s whole face then began to turn blue and a cartoonishly long tongue poured out and licked the sweat from Alex’s feet. Terrified, Alex tore his foot away and retreated to a broom closet. Closing it and locking it from the inside, Alex breathed a sigh of relief. He then caught a glimpse of a full-length mirror. Alex had never realised how much of a total hunk he was and he couldn’t tear his eyes off himself. He then felt compelled to flex and pose. He held his arm up and behind his back, turned around and flexed his butt, squeezed his pecs together and finished with a double bicep flex. As he did however, he turned to look and was shocked to see large blue biceps popping out of his own. He turned back to the mirror and saw that there were big blue body parts popping out everywhere on his body including his face. Alex then felt a gurgle from his stomach and his whole body began to wiggle, sweat and change. He saw in the mirror that his muscles were getting buffer and he felt his butt tighten. Finally his face began to shift and morph into something different and becoming more defined. All at once the blue parts shrunk back into his body and the change was complete. Alex now looked like a cross between himself and the ghost and his will had been completely overtaken. Smiling ‘Alex’ exited the closet and headed back to his room where his bros had all gone through similar changes. ‘David’ was even more cut and toned than before and his feet had doubled in shoe size, ‘Nick’ was now a huge muscleman with a fat gut and ‘Bradley’ was even hunkier with a bubbly butt and a body that was beefier than before but still small enough to be considered hot supermodel size. “Finally took over the chicken boy huh dude? asked ‘Bradley’ with a cheeky grin and a twitch of his pecs. “You know it bro! Too bad he’s such a scaredy boy. He might enjoy this body but I’m afraid I can’t let a chicken have my beautiful new body after all the work I’ve put in.” laughed ‘Alex’ as he gave a celebratory flex. ‘Nick’ gave a hearty laugh. “It wasn’t hard to take over this hunky man and I can finally get comfortable in this body. Before it was just way too small.” he said as he patted his muscly gut. “I’m just glad to finally have feet!! Just look at these puppies!” said ‘David’ as he wiggled and massaged his sweaty feet. “Well don’t keep ‘em to yourself. Let me get some of that action” called out ‘Nick’ who crawled onto ‘David’s’ bed and started sucking the sweat from his feet. “Yo! As leader, I get first dibs bros” yelled ‘Bradley’. ‘Alex’ was left smiling by himself. “I’m afraid this is the price you pay for this new bod chicken boy. It’s gonna be fun times with my bros For. Ever.” With that, ‘Alex’ jumped into the fun with his bros.

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tungstenb · 4 years ago

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WIP Weekend Whenever

Tagged by @rpgwarrior4824, @ljandersen, @natsora, and @inquartata30. Thanks for the mentions, everyone!

Inq and Nat asked for fluff, so that's what I'm gonna try. I don't think my writing style is suited for fluff. But! An attempt was made. ^_-

I'm planning a bit of an intermission between SAtS and BODS — a series of vignettes from the trip to Thessia first referenced in "Cardamom and Cloves" — so here's a snippet from that (~2,500 words).

Enjoy!

Thessia: Day 2

Something's wrong.

It wasn't so much a thought but a feeling, an instinct. A surge of adrenaline to rouse her from sleep, to tense her slack muscles and propel her to act. One short intake of breath and she shot upright. Eyes keen. Mind ready.

Stillness. Early dawn.

Not wrong, only different. She'd forgotten.

Armali.

Shepard sank back down onto the plush bed, her sigh lost in the breeze rumbling with the crashing surf. Beyond the vast bedroom windows and billowing sheer curtains, new light tinted the scenery outside in a cool muted grayscale, the sky dilutely inky, the ocean mercurial, the scattered islands and jutting rock formations awaiting the colors of day, just beginning to come to life with swaying trees and flocks of birds. She sighed again. Allowed the last of her hypervigilance to bleed away. And as she shifted, turning to her left, she couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips.

Beside her, Liara slept soundly, facing away, curled up comfortably under a drape of sheets. The relaxed curve of her shoulder rose and fell slightly with her steady breathing, the gentle sheen of microscales still somehow catching the dim early light. She glowed, even in the gray.

Shaking her head, Shepard barely suppressed a quiet breathy laugh, all amazement and relief and disbelief. She never thought she could have this. Never thought her heart could feel so full. She reached out, stopping just short of running her knuckles gently over Liara's arm, or sweeping the fallen strap of her nightgown back up over her shoulder.

She wouldn't wake her.

Hand sinking into the pillowy mattress, Shepard propped herself up and swung her legs over the bed, taking a deep breath, rolling out the residual soreness and tension in her shoulders, stretching her neck, massaging her bad leg. She stood. Breathed. Stretched again. The woven rugs were soft beneath her feet and the stonework cool as she made her way to the kitchen. Priority: coffee. Leave it to the asari to perfect the tech even for that. She hummed as she scooped the fragrant grounds into the machine, tapping a few buttons to start it brewing.

By habit she brought up her omni-tool before remembering she'd decided to ditch her usual early-morning reading for the week, her daily newsfeeds and all but the highest-priority messages muted, their pinned widgets grayed-out and transparent on her homepage. She clicked her tongue over the whirring and dribbling of the coffee maker, then wandered to the refrigerator, idly appraising its contents.

The rental house had been stocked with essentials before their arrival — maybe standard Armalian fare, maybe items a bit more suited to human tastes, maybe things Liara had requested specifically, Shepard couldn't be sure. Two large glass bottles, one green juice, the other milk (or something milk-adjacent). A variety of eggs cradled in a basket, some small and pastel, some larger, textured and mottled with bluish spots. A package of dense, doughy bread, sliced, cylindrical in shape. Small blocks of what appeared to be cheese, or butter, or another sort of cultured or aged dairy product, wrapped in decorated waxy paper. Assorted vegetables in crisper compartments. A bowl of shiny berries. A jar of… whatever the hell. She grabbed it, unscrewed the top, took a whiff. Fishy.

Best wait for Liara to wake before attempting to cook. Bit out of her element, at least with these ingredients. Chances were she'd fuck it up, Liara would wake up laughing at her and her sad burnt breakfast lump, and they'd have to go out to eat. And maybe Liara'd prefer to go out anyway, head to a quaint little cafe on the waterfront that starched its cloth napkins and served fancy drinks with like, olives and celery sticks or whatever the garnish for socially acceptable breakfast/brunch booze was here. Probably best to defer to her judgment; this was her home, after all. But she could, at the very least, have tea ready for her when she woke.

Taking the milk-like bottle and setting it on the counter, she readied and leveled her translation overlay. Tapped for an audio sample. Melikhratun, said a silvery voice in her earpiece. She poured some in a glass and tasted it. It was reminiscent of melted vanilla ice cream, even in thickness, and it coated the interior of the glass. Kinda weird, oddly tasty. She shrugged and set the glass aside, skimming through the article.

Melikhratun: a sweet liquid cream/yogurt made from haavi milk, rich in… well, everything. Fat, sugar, protein, vitamins, sometimes probiotics; eezo content variable, generally ranging from 0.5 to 5.0 ppm, depending on livestock origin and feed. Ideal for the energy needs of those who make ample use of biotics. Many regional versions, cultured and uncultured, in a multitude of flavors, some seasonal, some staples, some festive varieties only making brief appearances for annual holidays, most notably porfuranq flavor, for Janiris. Either drunk straight, used in recipes, mixed with other beverages — and essential for serving arwamaasi, a tea made famous in Serrice.

She tapped the link to arwamaasi, the article popping up beside the one for melikhratun, humming a tune as she shuffled over to the pantry.

Arwamaasi, arwamaasi… that one also sounded familiar.

The hinge squeaked as she opened the pantry door, and she turned. In the sliver of the bedroom still visible from the kitchen, she found Liara still sleeping soundly, face serene, arm relaxed resting before her. Thankfully undisturbed by the squeal of oxidized hardware needing oiling — constant humidity and salty sea air would do that. With a quiet breathy chuckle — and a mental note to tend to it later — she turned back to her search.

Translation overlay active she scanned the labels, looking for a match among the tins and boxes and jars lining the shelves. The pantry was well-stocked — nonperishables left by previous guests — and she scanned over the bubbles of transliterated text that popped up in real-time.

Arwamaasi, arwamaasi, arwamaasi, she repeated, silently. Liara had said the word before, back on the Normandy, the syllables rolling off her tongue as sweetly as the scent of spice that permeated the air and lingered on her lips after she'd drunk cup after cup, counting on the kick of caffeine to keep her awake and alert long after staring at her terminal had strained her eyes and made her mind weary.

"It's just not the same without melikhratun," she'd explained to Shepard, but assured her she enjoyed it even without the rich, sweet Thessian dairy product. Not practical to keep it aboard: perishable, spendy, difficult to acquire without eezo contamination. I'll see what I can do, regardless, Shepard had thought. Errands on the Citadel. What's that stuff called again? Alone, she'd detoured on Tayseri Ward and ordered coffee from an asari-owned cafe, hoping to jog her memory. Thought to ask for something nice to put in tea, a specific kind of tea, what's-it-called? Stopped. No, just the coffee. But… god, no. The gesture would be too forward. Her omni-tool chimed as she finalized the transaction and rocked, agitated, on her heels.

Pull yourself together.

It had ached, hurt like hell back then. Soft freckled cheeks and supple lips and spiced tea and she'd punched the Normandy's elevator console just a bit too hard, because it wasn't right, all these impure thoughts she couldn't shake, but what could she do but go run on the treadmill for half an hour and blow off that steam and longing and frustration because fuck, Liara had to know what she was doing to her when she talked so smart and sucked on her teeth and licked her lips and smiled like that.

No fucking way in hell should she even think about making the first move.

But if Shepard swiveled to her left — and she did, then — there, only meters away, Liara slept, that placid comfort clear on her face in the early light, and that sight ached too, but it ached so good. Warm and full and perfect and — god, how did she get so lucky? Bouncing on her heels, she quietly hummed while her nose and her eyes crinkled in a grin she couldn't fight, and she shook her head, scoffing in disbelief.

Shepard turned back toward the pantry, peering through the hovering transparency over her forearm. And a match. She waved the translation app away, tin in hand, flicking back to the article.

Arwamaasi: developed by tea artisans in Serrice. Made with leaves soaked in concentrated spices, then expertly woven into packed shapes designed to bloom when steeped; then fermented, where they grow in pungency; and then aged, where they condense into pellets as they dessicate. High in caffeine, this tea is treasured for its distinctive flavor, heightened with the addition of melikhratun.

Making it would be simple enough, and she collected the rest of what she needed — the melikhratun already sitting out — and switched the electric kettle on. The dry, compact tea pellets rattled in the tin as she pried off the top, then stuck her nose inside. Sniffed once and pulled back at the pungent sting. Punchy. Smells like a concussion but probably tastes real good. Gingerly, she plopped a pellet into a glass teapot.

Shepard poured a mug of coffee and drank, leaning against the counter as the tea kettle heated. It was good coffee. Really good, actually. Even better in the quiet, with the gentle humid air, the soothing rhythmic crash of the waves, the incredible view. She smiled, eyes lingering on Liara, still fast asleep —

The kettle beeped shrilly and Shepard spun to turn it off, shushing and admonishing it for its disruption, and quickly poured the boiling water into the glass teapot while sneaking glances toward the bedroom.

Stupid noisy thing. Hopefully it didn't — nope, still sleeping.

The packed cluster in the teapot unfurled lazily like some sort of sea creature, releasing amber swirls as its delicate leafy arms swayed in the steaming water. Shepard sipped at her coffee, waiting for the tea to finish steeping, tapping her fingers against the countertop as she sang soundlessly. She topped off her own mug before finishing Liara's tea preparation.

Coffee in one hand, tea in the other, she returned to the bedroom, setting the tea cup down on the nightstand. And as she lingered there, smiling, the sweet scent of arwamaasi spices wafted on the humid breeze. She leaned over, kissing Liara lightly on the cheek. When she pulled back, though Liara's eyes remained closed, a sleepy smile warmed her face.

⁂

Something warm and sweet tinged Liara's fading dreams. She stirred. Yawned. Stretched, breathing deeply as she sat upright, spilling out of a loose cocoon of soft sheets. Before her, on the nightstand, was the steaming source of that familiar scent, sweetly spicy and full as it mingled with the fresh air and tickled her nose. She picked up the cup and swiveled to look behind her.

Unsurprisingly, Shepard's absence on the bed meant she was out on the balcony. There, she sat, ankle on the opposite knee, coffee in hand, staring out at the ocean.

For a moment Liara just waited, watching her, one leg tucked up on the bed as she drank her tea. She'd never seen her look so relaxed. Never had her heart felt so full.

Eventually she slid off the bed, greeting Shepard with a light brush of her hand on her shoulder and a playful tousle of her hair.

"Mornin'. How's the tea?" she asked, scooting over in her chair to make room.

"Perfect." Liara sat, their shoulders brushing.

They didn't speak for some time, Shepard resting her head on Liara's shoulder, both watching the birds and boats and waves as the sky continued to lighten and the comfort of closeness was enough. Shepard set her mug on the table first, hopping off the chair and heading down the balcony stairs before Liara could ask where she was going. Reluctantly, setting aside her own tea, she followed.

The bottom tier, at water level, served as a dock. As Shepard leaned against the partial railing, taking in the scenery, Liara nestled up beside her. "Did you see something?" she asked.

"Something?" Shepard scoffed in amazement. Gazed back out at the ocean. "Everything," she said, awed.

Liara only chuckled softly in response, the warming breeze tickling her crest and her affection leaving her speechless. Pausing, she traced the curve of Shepard's cheek, her skin soft and slightly — as she'd recently learned to say — peach-fuzzy. "What did you want to do today?"

"That's such an open-ended question." She took Liara's hand and cupped it in both her own, running her thumb over her knuckles. "Dunno. This's your home. Anything. Surprise me. I'll even close my eyes the whole way there, if you want."

Liara shook her head, amused. "I would be willing to wager a significant credit sum that you couldn't manage to keep your eyes off me for a minute," she teased.

"Oho. Oh. One whole minute."

"An entire minute." Liara smirked. Lowered her hand from her grasp. "Okay. Let's practice."

"Okay." Shepard's gaze was unwavering as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, hands at her sides.

"I'm starting a timer," Liara warned, and brought up her 'tool.

Shepard closed her eyes, the hint of her smile still there, as she took Liara's hands in her own.

Hands occupied as they were, Liara couldn't reach out and cup Shepard's cheek, run her fingertip over the scar on her brow, trace the stubbly texture of the buzzed hairs on the sides of her head. But she could, in this moment, lean forward and kiss her.

"Five seconds," Liara announced smugly, pulling away.

"Hey — uh, no!" Shepard sputtered. "Sabotage. Doesn't count."

Liara flicked up her brows. "Try again, then?"

"I have a feeling by 'try again' you mean — ahhh…"

Liara kissed her again, pulling her close. Suddenly, she gasped and staggered back — and not because Shepard's fingertips had found pressure along the ridges on her spine.

A trio of maidens skipped by on a motorized skiff, squealing and hollering their delight at the show while triumphantly waving protective hats and fishing gear. Liara clapped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide.

Shepard, shoulders rocking with silent laughter, cleared her throat. "Uh, where were we?"

"Day plans," Liara said, removing her hand from her mouth just enough to speak.

Shepard continued to rock with laughter. "Right," she deadpanned.

"Hmm." Liara gazed upward, sucking on the inside of her cheek as she thought. Looked back to Shepard, raising her brows. "Armali Natural History Museum?"

"Oh shit, dinosaurs!"

"Excuse me?"

Shepard, expectantly wide-eyed, mouth excitedly open, burst into actual laughter.

"Is that a 'yes' or a 'no'?" Liara pressed.

"It's a 'whatever you want to do today, Li.'"

"Petraaa."

That earned Liara a nose-wrinkle. "Nobody calls me that."

Liara tapped the end of Shepard's nose and shrugged, grinning. "I do."

"At the very least," Shepard said, playfully swatting the arm attached to Liara's nose-bopping-hand away, "we should talk breakfast first." She took Liara in her arm, pulled her close, kissed her shoulder. "There's some weird-ass eggs in the fridge if you know how to cook those. Or we could eat out… hey, why are you looking at me like that?"

Her grin turned devious. "I think I'd like that," she said, and she grabbed Shepard's hand and pulled her up the stairs.

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market-research-industry · 3 years ago

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Potassium Formate Market by Form

Solid

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Latin America

Middle East & Africa

U.S.

Canada

Germany

France

U.K.

Italy

Spain

Russia & CIS

Rest of Europe

China

Japan

India

ASEAN

Rest of Asia Pacific

Brazil

Mexico

Rest of Latin America

GCC

South Africa

Rest of Middle East & Africa

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dumbyooki · 4 years ago

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Now after saying all of this, there is one negative we may not have mentioned. Once you've enjoyed it once you'll definitely want more and this is where the problem come in to play. You don't have enough erotic lingerie to outlast your stamina.

But don't worry this is where we come in to help. Below are 5 of our best selling cup-less and crotchless underwear. We're pretty confident you're going to like at least one of them.

GINETTE BLACK CHEMISE

Ok, so for starters here's the incredibly alluring GINETTE BLACK CHEMISE. We've started with this sexy little number because we feel it's the perfect compromise between strappy revealing lingerie and a full covered babydoll.

The Ginette features a cupless top design with straps that create an intricate design whilst serving the main purpose of support. This design acts as the main foundation for overall look. There is a sliding fastener at the back neckline that allows you to adjust to give you just the right amount of support without being restricted.

On the lower half there is a flowing tulle that is risqué, draping across your body. The see through material provides a sexy shadow of your curvesmakign this a very erotic lingerie piece.

It doesn't stop there, the back has an open cheeky open area that shows off the matching thong and / or bum cheeks.

It's worth mentioning that the nipple pasties are not included with the set but don't worry we have you covered! See our nipple pastie collection here>>

You will be glad to hear that the Ginette Chemise is also available in red and white.

Buy the GINETTE BLACK CHEMISE here

GINETTE-RED-BODY

Now for the second of our best selling lingerie. The Ginette is a sexy teddy that's a seriously sumptuous. It has a strappy design on top thats made out of elasticated material for comfort. The complex pattern is a main design element to this gorgeous piece. The elasticated straps adorn the curves of your breasts revealing your breasts in the best way possible.

There is an adjustable fastener at the top neck line at the back which ensure a perfect fit. The straps are connected to a transparent tullle that covered the rest of your body. All your curves are exaggerated beautifully by this sheer material and will tease your partner into a frenzy.

The back is just as beautiful with it's open back and the lower area has the matching sheer tulle, making this piece very cheeky. This is why we've included this in this top 5 erotic lingerie list.

Unfortunately the nipple pasties are not included but don't worry you can buy the NC019 Red nipple covers here.

If red isn't your colour the Ginette Teddy is also available in Black and white.

Buy the GINETTE RED BODY here

IRALL-EROTIC-SKYE-CORSET

Now for the exciting Erotic Skye corset. Although this is an oldie, it's also a goodie! This bright little number is one of our best sellers and we can see why.

The Skye corset has an open cup design with delicate lace straps that wrap around your breasts. The matching lace is continued around the edging of the main body area, decorated with little black bows.

The straps at the back are adjustable to ensure the perfect fit. Making this very comfortable and sexy lingerie.

The main body has suspender straps built in so all you need to finish off the look are a nice set of stockings.

The skye corset is completed with it's very sexy little (very little) matching blue and black lace thong. Absolutely stunning!

Buy the IRALL EROTIC SKYE CORSET here

ME-SEDUCE-LORETTA-SET-BLACK

Next is the Loretta Set in black. The Loretta is a very tempting three piece set from the ME Seduce Gold & I collection.

The design of the Loretta is strappy. There's not much to it! The straps are positioned carefully to enhance your curves and exaggerate all of your best bits.

The top half is cupless with only a few straps that curve around your breasts. Then there is a look alike suspender that sits around your waistline decorated with little clasps in gold.

Finally there's the matching thong that has straps that sit on your hips. The straps are elasticated and easy to move up and down to sit comfortably on your curves.

Please note that the nipple covers are not included and are for photographic effect. We do however sell the Me Seduce NC017 black nipple covers here.

Lastly, if black just isn't your colour the Loretta also comes in Red and white.

Buy the ME SEDUCE LORETTA SET BLACK here

SASHA-BODY-BLACK-RED

Last but not least we would like to introduce the Sasha Teddy. It's a very hot piece of lingerie that will bring out the animal in you.

The cups are decorated with a red and black tiger print design thats semi opaque allowing your nipples to tease and tantalise.

The body is manufactured using elasticated wet-look material meaning it clings to all your beautiful curves. At the bottom edge of the body there is matching red and black tiger print tulle to complete the design.

Along the edges of the cups and body is delicate scalloped edging that brings a quality feel to this Sexy teddy.

At the back you'll find a binding Rouleau loop tie feature to ensure the best fit and there are also thin criss cross style straps for an extra level of adjustment.

The best part about the Sasha Body is the fact that it's been designed as crotchless making it incredibly erotic. The back doesn't let the side down either. It has been left open so your bottom is on view to all with a thong style back design to it. We love this and apparently you guys do to!

Buy the SASHA BODY BLACK RED here

If you're teased but not completely decided why not take a look at our full erotic lingerie collection and browse a little more.

source https://www.seriouslysensual.co.uk/blogs/blog/erotic-lingerie-how-to-impress-your-partner-in-one-quick-reveal

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whyisitsohotuphere · 4 years ago

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Erotic lingerie: How to impress your partner in one quick reveal?

If you're looking for your erotic lingerie, it's in your bottom drawer.

Every women deserves the occasional thrill of showing off her body adorned with sexy erotic lingerie in front of her loved one. Jut watch the expression on their face when you do the 'big reveal'!

Trashy Lingerie: Erotic Underwear at its Best

Dare to wear women's erotic underwear on every occasion!

We're talking about lingerie that you'll need to send the kids off to your in-laws. there's no way you can fully enjoy it with any prying eyes around the house.

But don't worry this is where we come in to help. Below are 5 of our best selling cup-less and crotchless underwear. We're pretty confident you're going to like at least one of them.

GINETTE BLACK CHEMISE

On the lower half there is a flowing tulle that is risqué, draping across your body. The see through material provides a sexy shadow of your curvesmakign this a very erotic lingerie piece.

It doesn't stop there, the back has an open cheeky open area that shows off the matching thong and / or bum cheeks.

It's worth mentioning that the nipple pasties are not included with the set but don't worry we have you covered! See our nipple pastie collection here>>

You will be glad to hear that the Ginette Chemise is also available in red and white.

Buy the GINETTE BLACK CHEMISE here

GINETTE-RED-BODY

The back is just as beautiful with it's open back and the lower area has the matching sheer tulle, making this piece very cheeky. This is why we've included this in this top 5 erotic lingerie list.

Unfortunately the nipple pasties are not included but don't worry you can buy the NC019 Red nipple covers here.

If red isn't your colour the Ginette Teddy is also available in Black and white.

Buy the GINETTE RED BODY here

IRALL-EROTIC-SKYE-CORSET

Now for the exciting Erotic Skye corset. Although this is an oldie, it's also a goodie! This bright little number is one of our best sellers and we can see why.

The straps at the back are adjustable to ensure the perfect fit. Making this very comfortable and sexy lingerie.

The main body has suspender straps built in so all you need to finish off the look are a nice set of stockings.

The skye corset is completed with it's very sexy little (very little) matching blue and black lace thong. Absolutely stunning!

Buy the IRALL EROTIC SKYE CORSET here

ME-SEDUCE-LORETTA-SET-BLACK

Next is the Loretta Set in black. The Loretta is a very tempting three piece set from the ME Seduce Gold & I collection.

The design of the Loretta is strappy. There's not much to it! The straps are positioned carefully to enhance your curves and exaggerate all of your best bits.

The top half is cupless with only a few straps that curve around your breasts. Then there is a look alike suspender that sits around your waistline decorated with little clasps in gold.

Finally there's the matching thong that has straps that sit on your hips. The straps are elasticated and easy to move up and down to sit comfortably on your curves.

Please note that the nipple covers are not included and are for photographic effect. We do however sell the Me Seduce NC017 black nipple covers here.

Lastly, if black just isn't your colour the Loretta also comes in Red and white.

Buy the ME SEDUCE LORETTA SET BLACK here

SASHA-BODY-BLACK-RED

Last but not least we would like to introduce the Sasha Teddy. It's a very hot piece of lingerie that will bring out the animal in you.

The cups are decorated with a red and black tiger print design thats semi opaque allowing your nipples to tease and tantalise.

Along the edges of the cups and body is delicate scalloped edging that brings a quality feel to this Sexy teddy.

At the back you'll find a binding Rouleau loop tie feature to ensure the best fit and there are also thin criss cross style straps for an extra level of adjustment.

Buy the SASHA BODY BLACK RED here

If you're teased but not completely decided why not take a look at our full erotic lingerie collection and browse a little more.

source https://www.seriouslysensual.co.uk/blogs/blog/erotic-lingerie-how-to-impress-your-partner-in-one-quick-reveal

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typewriter-jade · 4 years ago

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Erotic lingerie: How to impress your partner in one quick reveal?

If you're looking for your erotic lingerie, it's in your bottom drawer.

Every women deserves the occasional thrill of showing off her body adorned with sexy erotic lingerie in front of her loved one. Jut watch the expression on their face when you do the 'big reveal'!

Trashy Lingerie: Erotic Underwear at its Best

Dare to wear women's erotic underwear on every occasion!

We're talking about lingerie that you'll need to send the kids off to your in-laws. there's no way you can fully enjoy it with any prying eyes around the house.

But don't worry this is where we come in to help. Below are 5 of our best selling cup-less and crotchless underwear. We're pretty confident you're going to like at least one of them.

GINETTE BLACK CHEMISE

On the lower half there is a flowing tulle that is risqué, draping across your body. The see through material provides a sexy shadow of your curvesmakign this a very erotic lingerie piece.

It doesn't stop there, the back has an open cheeky open area that shows off the matching thong and / or bum cheeks.

It's worth mentioning that the nipple pasties are not included with the set but don't worry we have you covered! See our nipple pastie collection here>>

You will be glad to hear that the Ginette Chemise is also available in red and white.

Buy the GINETTE BLACK CHEMISE here

GINETTE-RED-BODY

The back is just as beautiful with it's open back and the lower area has the matching sheer tulle, making this piece very cheeky. This is why we've included this in this top 5 erotic lingerie list.

Unfortunately the nipple pasties are not included but don't worry you can buy the NC019 Red nipple covers here.

If red isn't your colour the Ginette Teddy is also available in Black and white.

Buy the GINETTE RED BODY here

IRALL-EROTIC-SKYE-CORSET

Now for the exciting Erotic Skye corset. Although this is an oldie, it's also a goodie! This bright little number is one of our best sellers and we can see why.

The straps at the back are adjustable to ensure the perfect fit. Making this very comfortable and sexy lingerie.

The main body has suspender straps built in so all you need to finish off the look are a nice set of stockings.

The skye corset is completed with it's very sexy little (very little) matching blue and black lace thong. Absolutely stunning!

Buy the IRALL EROTIC SKYE CORSET here

ME-SEDUCE-LORETTA-SET-BLACK

Next is the Loretta Set in black. The Loretta is a very tempting three piece set from the ME Seduce Gold & I collection.

The design of the Loretta is strappy. There's not much to it! The straps are positioned carefully to enhance your curves and exaggerate all of your best bits.

The top half is cupless with only a few straps that curve around your breasts. Then there is a look alike suspender that sits around your waistline decorated with little clasps in gold.

Finally there's the matching thong that has straps that sit on your hips. The straps are elasticated and easy to move up and down to sit comfortably on your curves.

Please note that the nipple covers are not included and are for photographic effect. We do however sell the Me Seduce NC017 black nipple covers here.

Lastly, if black just isn't your colour the Loretta also comes in Red and white.

Buy the ME SEDUCE LORETTA SET BLACK here

SASHA-BODY-BLACK-RED

Last but not least we would like to introduce the Sasha Teddy. It's a very hot piece of lingerie that will bring out the animal in you.

The cups are decorated with a red and black tiger print design thats semi opaque allowing your nipples to tease and tantalise.

Along the edges of the cups and body is delicate scalloped edging that brings a quality feel to this Sexy teddy.

At the back you'll find a binding Rouleau loop tie feature to ensure the best fit and there are also thin criss cross style straps for an extra level of adjustment.

Buy the SASHA BODY BLACK RED here

If you're teased but not completely decided why not take a look at our full erotic lingerie collection and browse a little more.

source https://www.seriouslysensual.co.uk/blogs/blog/erotic-lingerie-how-to-impress-your-partner-in-one-quick-reveal

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fae-fucker · 7 years ago

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Crown of Midnight: Chapter 3-4

Chapter 3

Nothing fucking happens. Sardines has a nightmare about Cain and later she and Nehemia talk about the rebellion and the king’s plans without really saying anything, and my hatred for that fucking dog just keeps growing. Observe.

Fleetfoot took off through the pale grass like a bolt of golden lightning

[...]

Dorian had never said what breed, exactly, he suspected her mother had mated with. Given Fleetfoot’s size, it could have been a wolfhound. Or an actual wolf.

Are you telling me this fucking dog is a fucking golden wolf?

I will eat this spaghetti-lookin’ bitch.

Nehemia’s creamy brown face paled slightly.

Why does the word “creamy” upset me so much in this?

Nehemia wants Sardines to try to figure out what the king is planning, but Sardines is like “nah”.

She wasn’t even sure if she truly wanted to know what the king was up to—let alone share that information with anyone else. It was selfish, and stupid, perhaps, but she couldn’t forget the warning the king had given the day he crowned her Champion: if she stepped out of line, if she betrayed him, he’d kill Chaol. And then Nehemia, and then the princess’s family.

But then, literally the next sentence:

And all of this—every death she faked, every lie she told—put them at risk.

Sardines: Hmm. Finding out the king’s sinister plans and telling my allies about them is a bad idea -- even though said allies desperately need that information -- because that might put them at risk, but saving various noblemen for no reason and put my unknowing allies in danger just so I can keep the moral high ground makes total and absolute sense!

What a master schemer this idiot is, huh?

WHAT A KWEEN.

People say they love Sardines but hate Alien and I frankly don’t get it. Sardines has always been a dumb, selfish twat, that will clearly never change.

Celaena swallowed hard. That word—“act”—scared her more than she’d like to admit.

Good self-burn there, buddy.

Chapter 4

Salad (which is my new nickname for Chaol) and Sardines are having a jog.

They’d bundled up as best they could without weighing themselves down—mostly just layers of shirts and gloves— but even with sweat running down his body, Chaol was freezing.

Layers of gloves? What the fuck?

Noticing his stare, she flashed him a grin, those stunning turquoise eyes full of light.

Eat my entire ass, Sarah.

Salad angst about how he killed Cain. He’s very sad about it. This is what you get for hiring an inexperienced twenty-something to be the captain of the guard. But if we don’t make him young it’ll be icky for Sardines to fuck him, and if we don’t make him captain then he’s just NOT GOOD ENOUGH for Sardines, ain’t that right, Sarah?

I’d say you’re being transparent but you’re already pretty white.

He was the Captain of the Guard—he was bound to have killed someone at some point. He’d already seen and done enough in the name of the king; he’d fought men, hurt them.

SJM: Hey guys I’m clearly aware that this is dumb but if I acknowledge it’s dumb you’ll accept it, right?

No.

Salad asks Sardines if she ever thinks about the people she’s killed, and since she’s the most ruthless and epic and badass assassin the world has ever known, ever, she angsts on about how she never forgets anyone she kills.

I don’t give a single shit.

Salad angst about how he desperately wants to nestle his dick between Sardines’ pearly white and hairless asscheeks, but can’t because uuuuhhh angst angst loyalty to the king and also Dorian wants to do her and he doesn’t want to betray his friend.

Whatever. I don’t give a damn. Unlike many other antis, I don’t consider Chaol to be a good character and I couldn’t give less of a shit about his problems.

Listen. You guys only think he’s good because everyone else is pretty much terrible. You cling to him because his mediocrity looks impressive when compared to the literal ass-garbage that is the rest of the lineup.

We jump POV back to Sardines.

And what’s this? GIRL HATE? FOR ME?! IN CHAPTER FOUR?!

Christmas Yulemas has come early this year.

Since Salad is all sweaty from their jog and his shirt clings to his HOT MUSCLED MALE MANLY MASCULINE VIRILE MAN-BOD, there are DUMB VAPID BITCHES there to check him out.

Celaena could have sworn their eyes had bulged out of their heads and their tongues had rolled onto the ground.

Then the next morning, they’d appeared along the path again—wearing even nicer dresses. The day after that, more girls showed up. And then several more. And now every direct route from the game park to the castle had at least one set of young women patrolling, waiting for him to walk by.

“Oh, please,” Celaena hissed as they passed two women, who looked up from their fur muffs to bat their eyelashes at him. They must have awoken before dawn to be dressed so finely.

You see, when Sardines ogles Salad or Doriass, that’s okay because uuuuuuuuh Sarah loves her little baby girl and she can’t do no wrong and also she feels TRU WUV (even though her TRU WUV is made irrelevant with the arrival of Ratty to the point where every other love was just useless before that I guess) when she checks those boys out.

THESE GIRLS DRESS NICELY!! TO IMPRESS MEN!! WHILE ALSO CHECKING THEM OUT!!

THEY’RE VAPID DUMB BITCHES!! EVEN THOUGH THE ONLY WAY FOR WOMEN TO GET POWER IN THIS SOCIETY IS THROUGH MEN!! LOOK AT THEM AND LAUGH!! SO PATHETIC!!

Cool cool.

God, I hate this series so much.

Salad offers Sardines to help her with her Archer-related business and she turns him down.

Hey Salad, aren’t you, like, I dunno, the captain of the guard? Don’t you have STUFF TO DO?!

Sorry, I forgot that this world and its characters all revolve around Sardines and her problems. How silly of me.

They come across Doriass who is walking around with his cousin Roland, who I’m sure is totally chill.

His voice was pleasant enough, but something in it made her pause. It wasn’t amusement or arrogance or anger … She couldn’t put her finger on it.

[...]

Just the way he spoke told her enough about his history with women.

[...]

As she let Chaol lead her inside the castle, she realized she was in desperate need of a bath. But it had nothing to do with her sweaty clothes, and everything to do with the oily grin and roaming eyes of Roland Havilliard.

Yeah, I’m sure this guy is totally cool!

We all know that SJM can clearly write very nuanced characters and that this incredibly obvious and cliché character introduction is just here to mislead us and make us think that Roland is a gross douchebag only so Kween Sarah can prove us wrong and develop his character into someone truly heroic!

Anyway, turns out that Roland is the “lord” of some place called Meah, which doesn’t tell me anything, but whatever. He’s been offered a position on the king’s council, which is suspicious, apparently, because Roland is more interested in getting his dick wet rather than politicking. This is framed as disgusting, even though that’s pretty much exactly what Doriass is. It’s not the first nor the last time SJM makes hypocritical exceptions for her faves.

Doriass introduces Sardines as Lillian.

They still used her alias whenever she couldn’t avoid running into members of the court, though most everyone knew to some degree that she was not in the palace for administrative nonsense or politics.

So the official story is that a petty jewelry thief became the king’s champion, then?

Holy shit, this world is filled with morons.

I also love how “administrative nonsense” and “politics” are looked down upon, but when Sardines does her BRILLIANT MIND GAMES, it’s not politics, it’s uuuuh ... Fuck man, I can’t even begin to imagine how SJM’s mind works.

Roland hits on Sardines, and her two daddies really don’t like that.

Chaol smiled—if you could call it that. It was more a flash of teeth.

Have you considered that I don’t care and that this clarification doesn’t matter?

She wouldn’t mind working with him—but not in the way Roland meant. Her way would include a dagger, a shovel, and an unmarked grave.

Actually, her way would include a corpse, a staged murder scene, and the hope that he stays hidden and nobody recognizes him for who he is.

Eat my entire ass, Sarah.

We switch to Doriass’ POV.

Chaol positively hated Roland, and whenever he came up in conversation, it was usually accompanied by phrases like “conniving wretch” and “sniveling, spoiled ass.”

So Sardines and Doriass, respectively, though “conniving” might be overstating it.

Roland was a pain in the ass, and too aware of the effect his looks and his Havilliard name had on women, but he was harmless. Wasn’t he?

Dorian didn’t know the answer—and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to.

SJM: Subtlety? I don’t know her.

We switch back to Sardines’ POV.

Her salary as King’s Champion was considerable, and Celaena spent every last copper of it. Shoes, hats, tunics, dresses, jewelry, weapons, baubles for her hair, and books. Books and books and books.

Books? She likes reading? How relatable? You like reading too, don’t you, young female reader who is the target demographic for this book? Don’t you feel connected to Sardines on a deep, meaningful level?

You see, when other women dress nice, they’re whores and idiots and brainless. When Sardines does it, she’s just embracing her femininity!

Ain’t that right, White Feminism?

Whatever. Doriass is there in her room/s when she returns, which she doesn’t approve of.

“Aren’t friends allowed to visit each other more than once a day?”

She stared down at him. Being friends with Dorian wasn’t something she was certain she could actually do.

Seems like SJM has been taking writing lessons from Cakeass.

Didn’t you spend an entire book angsting about how you couldn’t be friends with Doriass and then deciding that you would rather stay friends than be lovers? And now you’re back on square one? Are we really doing this again?

I’m so tired.

“And you have so much time on your hands these days that you can spend hours with me again?”

“Well, I have my usual flock of ladies to attend to, but I can always make time for you.”

Dorian is written as a player, but whenever we see him interact with women who are not Sardines, he’s shitty and hateful towards them. But it’s okay though, right? Because those dumb sluts are worthless and stupid, not amazing and brilliant like Sardines! It’s okay that Dorian clearly doesn’t respect any other woman aside from Sardines (and presumably Nehemia, since SJM has bestowed her godly blessing upon her for now), because those other women are simply not worthy of any respect!

And obviously, even though Dorian clearly wants Sardines but plays around with other women, that’s totally fine! Women checking out men though? That’s disgusting.

SARAH J MAAS IS A FEMANAST KWAAAN!

Doriass makes it clear he still wants to tap that, but Sardines tells him to fuck off.

Alone in the foyer, Celaena clenched and unclenched her fists, suddenly disgusted with all of the pretty packages on the table.

Eat my entire ass.

#eff reads: crown of midnight #book rants #anti tog #anti sjm

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idombledore · 5 years ago

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Ghostwrite or Ghost wrong? Is Ghostwriting Ethical?

Sometimes, when I'm chatting with a new friend somewhere, he'll tell me what he does to earn a crust, usually the sensible stuff, banking, broking, baking or building. And then I tell him I'm a Ghostwriter and it usually needs a bit more of an explanation. Once he understands the general idea, the first question is always the same: "What, so you write it and they say they wrote it?"

Even when I tell him I get paid to do just that, he looks at me like I've just kicked his cat, face all scrunched up, confusion and intrigue. How can I do that? More importantly, how can the supposed Author do that? How can they say they wrote a book or an article when they didn't? Isn't that like sticking jobs on your resume you never had?

In fact for years now, certainly since I started doing this, there's been a fair bit of controversy all over the web about the topic of ghostwritten blog posts. Most of the articles on the subject are mild-mannered discussions about it, but why do so many people get so angry?

And they've been angry at me as well. One told me it's like human trafficking. I've been brought from some horror show of a place to Europe only to be exploited, my dignity locked up in a draw. One said the supposed Author is plagiarising me. Another said I was the plagiariser!

Whether or not one understands the definition of plagiarism. Whether or not it's face to face over a small beer somewhere after a day in the fields or on the internet discussion groups, the same buzzwords keep cropping up: Ethics, transparency, integrity, disclosure.

After a while, believing feverish logic was firmly on my side in the main, I need to generate a response that could educate and appease at the same time, perhaps even extract a eureka exhale, a look to the skies toward clarity. Understanding. Acceptance.

I'd mention that what they're having a problem with here is something that's been all around them all their lives and well before they were born. It's a fundamental part of business, delegation.

We know the President doesn't write his own speeches right? Sure, he wants to get his message across but he doesn’t write it. It's ghostwritten. Of course, it's ghostwritten. We understand the word ‘speechwriter’ and we get that but call it ghostwriting and it's a different kettle of fish.

And do they really expect a bit CEO to personally chip in with 500 words for the newsletter?

When a footballer decides to tell the world all about his life and career, he hires someone to write his autobiography. They are his memories and feelings and his family stories but a professional writer has pulled it all together for him into something that is... you guessed it... marketable.

Because ignore all you want, forget all you need, the bottom line is marketability. That footballer isn't writing a book for posterity, so his grandkids can say "grandad did that". Like pretty much everything else, it's about expanding his brand and making money.

I'd remind the doubters that every aspect of a successful business crosses over into things they really shouldn't know anything about. It's perfectly logical for a former pop star to develop clothing or perfume brands. You can see that. Is she expected to make her own shoes?

Paul Newman was an actor, a great actor, but what does he know about spaghetti sauce? Sure, he probably didn’t mind a decent spag bol on occasion but was he a chef before he became an actor? At least we knew Harrison Ford was a carpenter before we saw him on our screens. Fine, so Harrison Ford is perfectly entitled to go out back and build a shed and then sell that shed if he wants.

Come on people, say it after me: Brand Loyalty.

Paul Newman spaghetti sauces rely on brand loyalty. They're also some pretty tasty sauces but brand is everything. Of course, if a marketing bod tells you to expand into other things and shows you the money, why not?

We know all this. We've always known this, maybe just never given it this much thought. It's always been happening and we've always been comfortable with it.

Incidentally, George Lucas didn’t hire Harrison Ford to play Han Solo after excessive rounds of auditioning and callbacks, haggling and pleading. No. George Lucas met Harrison Ford while Ford was installing a wooden door at Francis Ford Coppola’s house.

So, the logic of it, the fact its been happening under different names for as long as humans have been writing things, the logic is there for all to see.

But this is an ethical issue.

There was a thread of discussion about social media that understood all of the above but felt on social media platforms, surely it’s all about connection on a personal level. The idea that someone is connecting and sharing with someone isn't actually the person you thought it was would make you angry.

OK, first of all, you might end up seeing the occasional or not so occasional advertisement, sponsorship or other blurb to sell you stuff. Facebook pages, sponsored tweets, it’s endless. It's marketing. Conveying messages to a customer using the basis of good solid copywriting.

For over a century, when marketing managers decided to launch a new advertising campaign, who do they call?

A Copywriter [kop-ee-rahy-ter]. Noun. A writer of copy, especially for advertisements or publicity releases. (Origin: 1910–15). Courtesy of Dictionary.com

Copywriters have never signed their names to the bottom of their ads. They get paid money to do it.

Because in life, if we have a budget, we hire people who know the industry and do it better than we can.

But advertising on social media isn’t what they’re saying. They’re saying that on a personal level, false representation makes us feel dirty. Duped on a deeply personal level. The ethics issue is still valid.

Let's dig into that a bit. The ghostwritten content that we see isn't Tammy next door telling you about her day. Tammy hasn't engaged George to get it all across to the rest of us because Tammy’s got stuff to do. That's where the personal relationship is paramount. When you and Tammy go down to the river and throw stones, Tammy can recount her day exactly as she wrote it.

No. The ghostwritten material we read on social media is selling us stuff, plain and simple. It’s no more or no less valid than seeing a billboard with the CEO of a pharmaceutical firm saying “I’m your friend.”

At a point that little Tammy does start getting George to organise her social media content and tell her friends it’s her, then that’s a matter for friendship not the channel of its conveying.

So what I think people are actually saying when they rile against the concept of ghostwriting is they’re riling against the concept of capitalism.

Deep down, or even closer to the surface, they know full well this has all been going on forever. And we all know we're slaves to it. That’s the irksome part. We buy into it even if we know Paul Newman didn’t actually make that sauce. And that's what makes us angry too.

Ghostwriting just seems a soft target to vent frustration.

As far as we who prostitute ourselves and ghostwrite, that’s the point, we get paid so don’t worry about us. Why do they hire me? Because I write well, and they don’t. Or I have the time to write and they don’t. Or I like to write and they don’t.

If you have a problem with the ethics of ghostwriting, you have a problem with the ethics of life.

In that regard, it’s easy to stand with you full strong.

And perhaps therein lies the rub.

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vb-fantrolls-et-all · 8 years ago

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Tovani: Greet the last customer ==>

Tovani: The evening sky is in it's last hours of darkness, and the side street of the East Alternia district was quiet. Most trolls were already hive, or heading that way. The dawning hours never filled Tovani with the kind of fear though. She had always chalked it up to a subtle side effect of her caste. Somnel was out, since the shop was near closing hours, and Tovani was just taking the time to sterilize tools, even though the lights were on and the door unlocked to passers by. Quick tempo dance music was playing, and the bird troll shuffled her feet and swung her hips in time, dancing for an audience of no one as she worked.

???: Footsteps echoed through the empty streets as Nemiri made his way towards Tovani's ink shop. He thumbed the small camera stowed away in the pocket of his loose jacket. He was back in the saddle, and ready to shake things up again. A small grin stretched his face as he thought of the repercussions that wouldn't come. He was un-fucking-touchable now. And if Glates wants a show, he was gonna give it to her. Nemiri stepped up to the door and got into character, timidly opening the entrance to her shop. "Hello? Sorry, are you open right now?"

Tovani: She stopped in place, turning to face the new voice. A new customer? Well, it was still dark out. "Hellohello! Yeah, I'm open. Come on in!" She chirped happily, setting the steel tools of her trade on the sterile towel to air dry from the disinfectants. "Though depending on what work you want done, there might not be enough time for much past a consultation. What are you in for?" She crossed the distance and stood behind the reception counter, extending a hand to him. "Name's Tovani. Nice to meet you."

???: He let out a sigh of relief and entered the shop, letting the door shut behind him. "Thank you so much, I've been looking all over for this place. You must be the great Tovani Paccai I've heard so much about! It's so great to finally meet you. I live a few towns to the south, and a few friends of mine got their ink here. You're basically a legend over there! So, I figured, why not get some body mods of my own done here? Though, I admit, i'm not too familiar with the process."

Tovani: She smiled warmly, graciously nodding affirmation to the praise. "Well, I wouldn't put "The Great" in front of my name, but I have had a good share of happy and repeat customers, so that speaks to itself, I suppose." She pulled out a notebook and a few sketch pencils from the front desks' center drawer. "If you are wanting a tattoo, then we'll probably have to set a follow on appointment, especially if you want me to craft custom ink for you. If you want piercings, that we should still be able to do tonight." She slide the pencils in hemospectrum order, left to right high to low, so the rust pencil was against her pinky. "What did you have in mind?"

???: "Well..." He started, a small frown breaking his previously-held demeanor. "I'm looking to get a portrait on my back. A dear friend of mine passed away recently, and i'd like to sort of...pay tribute to him. He meant a lot to me. That being said, would it at all be possible to use my own blood for the ink? I think that's probably the best way to remember him, right? I don't know, i'm still sort of on the fence about this whole thing..."

Tovani: "Oh, of. of course." She stammered, a bit of genuine guilt from dampening his mood. She reached over to an binder, flipping open about two-thirds of the way in, art of trolls and lusii in photographs now displayed. It was her art, her portfolio, to show her capability for that style. "We can definitely talk through a concept. And... as much as I love doing what I do, if you aren't sold on it, don't make a rash decision. This is permanent." She took up a black pencil, and leaned on her elbows. "What..." She paused, looking up at him. "I am sorry, I never got your name. That was rude of me."

???: "Oh gosh, where are my manners? I'm Mirien, though just Miri is fine." He said, looking down into the binder. "Wow! These are...really really good. Do you think if I gave you a picture you could do a quick sketch of him for me? I don't know how well his image is gonna transfer to paper. Or skin, for that matter."

Tovani: "Miri." She repeated, scrawling his name on the top edge of the paper. She responded to the compliment first, then continued. "Thank you. Once we get the concept ironed, out, I'll take a look at where you want it on you and make sure it's a good fit. It's my job to make it transfer to skin, don't worry."

???: "Oh, I have no doubt. I know i'm in very good hands." He slid his hand into his back pocket as he spoke, digging his wallet out and flipping it open. He looked through it for a few moments before pulling a folded up polaroid out of the transparent slot where his ID would be. "This is him. Please forgive the state of the photograph, this was taken a long, long time ago." He said, setting the photo down onto the counter face-down. The photo, when turned over, would be a picture of Nemiri's original form, before he was killed the first time.

Tovani: She put the black pencil down and lifted the olive one, reaching for the photo with her other hand. "No worries." Tovani flipped the photo over... and almost dropped the pencil. she managed to catch it before it hit the counter. "Were you wanting his face as the focus, or a full to shoulders bust?" It was a testament to her professionalism that she didn't flinch... much.

???: Miri was watching for a reaction, and he suppressed a grin when he got one. He tilted his head, frowning slightly. "Is there a problem, Tovi? I know, I know, he's very handsome, but you look like you...saw a ghost." He said, a small smile replacing his frown as he placed his hands on the counter. He laughed softly, leaning ever-so-slightly forward, his grin stretching his face as it widened. He stopped laughing and took a deep breath, leveling his gaze into Tovani's. "You have."

Tovani: She blinked twice at being called Tovi. Strangers and customers don't usually move to nicknames that quick... if ever. "I don't mean any..." The jadelood started to apologize, but the sound froze in her throat. Meeting his eyes, confusion mixed with the palpable 'something isn't right' icy prickles of fear. "Ok.. I guess." She back pedaled cautiously, moving towards the side wall, where she kept her revolver in a drawer under her work station.

???: "Good GOD, they do not keep you around because of your brains, honey!" He shouted, lifting his shirt to pull his glock from the waist of his pants before quickly leveling it at her. "It's me, baby. Like the new bod'? Get back over here. Now."

Tovani: She had made it to the counter, until the glint of steel made her stop cold. "Ne-" She choked on the word, freezing in place. "How?"

???: "Because i'm in love with a freaky sci-fi chick." He said, walking around the counter and making his way towards her. "I'm fucking invincible now, Tovi. If you kill me, there's a metric fuckton of bodies I can use to come back. And it's pretty fucking apparent that it works. You had no idea. And once you're gone, I can just drop this body and get a new one. I can hide in plain fucking sight, and there's nothing you can do about it." He said with a cackle, reaching out to grip her arm. "Lock the door."

Tovani: This was too much, and quickly turning into something that smelled like a nightmare. She pulled the drawer open and brought up the revolver her matesprit had taught her how to use. For once, she didn't hesitate. Once it was at Nemiri's center mass, she pulled the trigger, staggering back at the recoil's demands. "Get the fuck out of my shop!"

???: The bullet carved it's way into Nemiri, lodging itself into his abdomen. He let out a roar of pain as he fell, firing a shot into the ceiling when his body made contact with the floor. "Fuck you!" He screamed at her as he leveled his sights at her chest, pulling the trigger over and over, intending to empty the entire magazine into the Jadeblood.

Tovani: Tovani let out a shocked shrill scream as his shot lodging into the ceiling. Shock wouldn't let her legs work right. She wanted to turn and run. She had panic buttons and hidden escape routes just in in case things went bad. Why did they all see so far away? There was a burst of pain and a blossom of heat as the first shot sank into her flesh, leading the way for the rest of it's brothers as round after round tore jade holes through her chest. Her weapon clattered inert and heavy to the tile floor, and Tovani followed shortly after, crumpling into a pile. She gasped impotently, like a fish on the cutting board.

???: After a short while, the shots turned into clicks, a sound that was very soft in comparison to the volley of gunshots. Nemiri threw his gun to the floor beside him, cursing aloud to himself. He scrambled to his feet, nursing the bullet wound in his gut. "Fuck...Fuckin'...Shit..." He struggled to catch his breath as he made his way over to Tovani. He knelt down next to her and watched her grip onto life. "You know...I always kinda liked you...you had spunk, girl. I remember when you couldn't even hold a gun without looking like you were about to shit your pants, but look at you now! You tagged me good." He reached over to pick up her revolver, now stained with jade, and now olive, blood. "You chose the wrong side. You know that, right? Ah, who am I kiddin', you're in shock. I don't even know if you can hear me. Well, it's over now." He said, pressing the barrel of her own revolver against her forehead. "Thanks for playin'."

Those would be the last thing to cross through Tovani's mind before the bullet did, a fresh coat of jade splattering the floor under her. He placed the revolver on her chest, and lifted his hand to close her eyelids, leaving an olive streak down the front of her face. He stood, retrieving his own weapon, releasing the slide before replacing it in his waistband. He was trailing his own blood around the parlor as he searched around for a spot for the camera. Finally finding a decent hiding spot, he followed Ancill's instructions to set it up. Once it was on, he pulled out his phone to pester Glates. He started to walk out, but stopped at Tovani's body again, crouching down again next to her head. He brushed her blood-matted hair out of her face and chuckled. "What a waste. You had a lotta talent, you coulda been someone." He paused, frowned, and pressed his finger against the tip of her nose. "Boop." He laughed again, louder this time, then stood and exited the parlor, only a trail of his blood left behind.

Tovani: [Dead.]

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fulltimestrategist-blog · 6 years ago

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Minimum Viable Authority in Executive Management

This reflection comes after a recent leadership offsite attended by a mix of “executives” (C-Level & VPs) + directors and managers. Perhaps by the end of this post I’ll abandon my self-conscious usage of quotation marks, which are used to signal the weird taste historically left in my mouth by use of the word “executive” when describing anyone (except for maybe the CEO) at a small-and-growing (let’s say <50 employees), culturally-flat startup. Despite my populist sympathies, I know that “executives” play a unique and ethically sound role that should be well understood at smaller companies.

To pave the way for understanding and trust, I believe it is healthy for startup “executives” to embrace and comfortably communicate the minimum viable authority (”MVA”) they'll leverage in their oversight of strategy, managers and non-managers. I distinguish MVA as authority exercised in good taste and good measure vs. in arbitrary or draconian fashion. By communicating their MVA approach, a VP can provide a clear and helpful sense of how a team will be led, as I believe it must be, even in the flattest of organizations.

When I think about MVA, I think of three hats - the Enabler, the Fiduciary, and the Exemplar - and how they should be worn.

Hat #1: The Executive as Enabler

The Enabler must calibrate win-wins for managers and contributors.

It takes an intentional commitment and investment of time to regularly uncover, consider, and align personal and career aspirations to jobs_to_be_done within any function or team. Exercising judgement in making alignment calls is an acceptable and necessary MVA use of power. It also means carving out time for 1:1′s, walks around the block, coffees, beers, etc. when you could instead be putting your head down to finish a management deck or get home earlier to see family.

Some judgement calls, like determining which projects are led by the VP vs. a manager. or contributor, can be tricky to make, especially when the CEO just wants to see a project at the finish-line ASAP, and the VP has to find a path to “yes!”

Things get even trickier when there are conflicting or competing aims among team members. Win-win optimization is a thankless juggling act, fraught with trade-offs between what might appear be a simpler approach to just getting stuff done vs. one that also factored in what will make people happy. In any case, ambient misalignment is a hidden morale and performance killer over time, so win-wins are usually the most valuable and enduring wins.

The Enabler must provide transparently formulated strategies and goals.

A VP is hired to interpret the CEO’s vision and turn it into a set of coherent and successful strategies. VPs must often select between alternative paths for the whole team to follow in order to succeed collectively and individually. These selections should be seen as solemn investment decisions that someone has to make, and are easily valid under a MVA approach, under one condition: Since the team is signing up to take responsibility for VP-set and ratified goals, they’ll need to know how and why a decision was made to make an informed emotional decision to energetically buy into, or in the most extreme case, opt out of their responsibility (and their job).

The Enabler must create and maintain a high-functioning feedback loop.

The feedback loop ensures that even after a strategic decision is “shipped,” it is appropriately met with the inter-subjective response of data and feedback (good, bad, or neutral) from managers, contributors, and external stakeholders. It is within the bounds of MVA for a VP to establish the design of his/her strategic loop, to the best of their ability, and to do so is to the VPs own advantage: A talented team will work more tenuously, not harder and smarter, for leaders that firewall their decisions from reality. They need to see that they are progressing along a reality-checked voyage.

Hat #2: The Fiduciary

The Fiduciary must break ties as necessary.

When a team is dead-locked on a key decision, the ability to win or learn (aka fail fast) is stalled. Salaries are the company’s investment in winning and learning, so the Fiduciary has a MVA responsibility to use tie-breakers to keep the train moving in any direction even if it turns out to be the wrong one!

The Fiduciary must certify the integrity of key results and performance.

It is not out of MVA bounds for a VP to ask questions about data or reports produced at any level of responsibility, from intern to Sr. Director. It is also the responsibility the the VP to carefully enlist those team members best equipped with the right skills and tools to help produce information that is accurate and reliable for the CEO, CFO, BOD, shareholders, customers, etc.

The Fiduciary must establish and maintain talent standards.

Founders and CEOs select their “executives” based on mutually compatible values, and the same should go for for VPs and Managers. Misalignment between VP and manager risks cascading down onto the rest of the organization. Examples come to mind from professional sports of mismatches between the “executive” office and the coaching staff. These poison the whole team.

The VP is within MVA bounds to select coaches based on their fit within the franchise system as well as based on raw competency, and to wield veto power albeit very cautiously and sparingly as needed over the hiring decisions made by those coaches.

Hat #3: The Exemplar

An Exemplar must - and has license to - publicly reward excellence.

A VP is privileged with a (relatively) high amount of autonomy and receives trust from an organization in exchange for living up to the very standards that they help set. A VP that acts as an exemplar in turn has the MVA right to publicly recognize and reward team members that also exhibit exemplary behavior or performance. This is the cycle the grows a flourishing company culture.

Now that I’ve got it all out in writing, I am much more comfortable talking about what constitutes fair, minimally viable executive authority. Even without quotation marks. Hopefully after reading and considering this, you are too.

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pragya1-blog · 6 years ago

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Body Fat Measurement Market Scope and Opportunities Analysis 2015- 2023

Body fat analyzers are also known as impedance meters is a tool for accurate assessment of body fat and this identify risk associated with health due to high or low amounts of body fat. Moreover these devices also help assess effectiveness of exercise and nutrition intake and age related ages.Body fat measurement is considered as a common fitness test at gymnasium, health clubs. The body fat measuring device when applied to the skin leads to a passage of weak current between the outer two electrodes. As this high frequency current passes through the skin, the muscles and the subcutaneous fat, some amount of energy is lost due to the tissue resistance. This change in the energy is then measured with the help of two inner electrodes. The body fat measurement devices can be designed to measure the flow at different depths. The body fat percentage varies according to age and gender in an individual. According to the World Health Organization (WHO), over 1.9 billion adults, were reported as overweight worldwide in 2014 and is linked to more deaths as compared to underweight population.

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thegloober · 6 years ago

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Mark Wahlberg’s Insane Workout Matters (For Flabby Dads)

When the dadbod was first introduced to the world, it was meant to be a way to celebrate the slightly out-of-shape bodies that men often develop shortly after they have kids. But these days, it seems that dadbods have transformed from schlubby to sexy thanks to celebrity dads who manage to somehow be in the best shape of their lives despite being in their early 40s and having multiple kids. Chris Pratt went from charmingly chubby to a goddam smoke-show. The Rock remains the ideal human specimen. Even Mac from It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia got ripped as a goof.

For normal dads, this shift in fatherly figure standards can be intimidating. After all, while you move further away from the best shape of your life with each skipped work out and late-night donut, these demigod dads are like muscle-bound versions of Dorian Gray paintings. But while it can be easy to see all of this as discouraging, there is a silver line that is unexpectedly found lying in the subtext of the Instagram account of none other than Mark Wahlberg.

At first, the idea of finding hope in someone like Wahlberg might seem puzzling. The 47-year-old father of four is as jacked as they come and he is clearly proud of his rockin’ bod, to the extent that his kids have mocked him for his shirtless workout selfies. But honestly, why shouldn’t Marky Mark show off a bit? He’s got it and logic dictates he deserves to flaunt it. But he doesn’t just want you to acknowledge his anti-dad bod; he wants you to acknowledge how he got it.