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coloursteelsexappeal · 2 months
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dk-thrive · 1 month
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Understand: I have never known how to love something in moderation.
— Amy Lin, Here After: A Memoir by Amy Lin (Zibby Books, March 5, 2024)
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vintage-tigre · 2 months
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Ravi Amar Zupa
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laestoica · 2 years
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Hope Gangloff
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wanderingblindly · 1 month
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Excess (Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen, 3.4K words, oneshot)
“You bite me,” He’s smiling now, like Max’s silence is as good as an oath. “And I’ll bite back. Deal?” Max’s eyes flick to the battleground on Charles’s body. “And this usually works for you?” Without hesitation, Charles brings his blade to his own hand. He slices across his index finger, letting the blood slowly pool, before holding it under Max’s nose like a taunt. “I’m too good to pass up.”
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please note that this is rated EXPLICIT for sexual content and general rancid vibes
ever wanted to see vampire/human power play? With a knife?
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philosophybits · 1 year
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The mother of excess is not joy but joylessness.
Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human, 77
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decoding-narcissism · 5 months
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The Ego Show: Unmasking the Narcissistic Game
Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to 'The Ego Show'! Today, we delve into the mysterious realm of narcissistic personality disorder through a thrilling gameshow format. Buckle up, because we're about to take you on a wild ride through the labyrinthine minds of narcissists! Our first contestant is Alex, a charismatic entrepreneur who never misses an opportunity to remind others of their inferiority. Alex's narcissistic trait, known as 'grandiosity,' is like a peacock flaunting its feathers. Just like Alex, individuals with this trait believe they are truly exceptional - the crème de la crème of the human race. They demand constant admiration and seek out situations where they can be the center of attention. To illustrate this, let's move to our second contestant, Emma, the social media influencer extraordinaire. Emma's social media feed is a masterclass in self-promotion. Every post oozes with meticulously curated selfies and boasts about her seemingly perfect life. Behind the scenes, however, lies a fragile self-esteem that requires constant validation. Can you say #InstaNarcissism? Now, let's introduce our final contestant, Mark, a master of manipulation. Mark simply loves to put others down to elevate himself. This trait, known as 'lack of empathy,' is a key characteristic of narcissism. Mark wields his words like a weapon, crushing anyone who dares to challenge him. He lacks the ability to truly understand or care about the feelings of others. It's a real-life version of 'Who Wants to Be Crushed by a Narcissist?' So, what have we learned today, dear audience? Narcissism is not just an abstract concept but a real-life game that some people love to play. The Ego Show has given us a glimpse into the twisted world of narcissistic personality disorder, showcasing traits like grandiosity, constant need for admiration, and lack of empathy. Remember, folks, empathy, humility, and genuine connections are essential in the game of life. It's time to turn the spotlight away from the narcissistic game and focus on building authentic relationships and nurturing our inner selves. Until next time, stay humble, stay kind, and let's leave the narcissistic games for reality TV!
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deebrisbyfish · 1 year
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As the rerun saga of my FIRST bout of pancreatitis continues, I am happy to say I am pretty much finished with round 3, and working to make the necessary lifestyle changes required to prevent a round 4. And hopefully, I'll STICK to them this time. Ugh. When I was in the hospital back in 2021, it was only about 2 months after getting my name legally changed and I actually still HAVE the wristband they gave me with my correct name on it. Funny thing is, though, they all called me by my MIDDLE name, Sarah, in the hospital until I corrected them. lol Feeling MUCH better and am hoping to get back to making NEW strips soon. :)
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savagechickens · 1 year
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Christmas Balance.
And more Christmas.
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"Saltburn"
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I don’t understand this concept of fans giving money and expensive gifts to their idols especially when their idols are already very wealthy. For Mile’s birthday they sent so many things and Apo will likely get a whole football field worth of gifts. I even saw an Apo fc talking about buying him a luxury car! Is there nothing better for fans to do with their money? Maybe give charitable donations in the name of their idols? Or fund projects in their own communities as a collective? It all seems so wasteful and materialistic to me. I do like when fans give small gifts they crafted or cards with messages.
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d-i-x-i-t · 7 months
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The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom…You never know what is enough until you know what is more than enough. ― William Blake, Proverbs of Hell
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wanderingblindly · 4 months
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WanderingBlindly Fanfic Masterlist:
Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen
Excess (3.4k words, oneshot)
“You bite me,” He’s smiling now, like Max’s silence is as good as an oath. “And I’ll bite back. Deal?” Max’s eyes flick to the battleground on Charles’s body. “And this usually works for you?” Without hesitation, Charles brings his blade to his own hand. He slices across his index finger, letting the blood slowly pool, before holding it under Max’s nose like a taunt. “I’m too good to pass up.”
Choking on Greatness (2.9k words, oneshot)
“I don’t think you’re born a winner, no.” Max whispers against his lips, breath like a hint of warmth. “You make yourself into one, or you quit.” Can I?
Beggin' (1.7k words, oneshot)
“You are… gambling?” Charles slurred, tilting his head at Max’s proposal. “Loser gets on his knees.” Max said, looking down at Charles in a way that he hoped screamed ‘and I know it’ll be you’'. Or: Max and Charles make a drunken bet after Abu Dhabi 2021. One year, one realization, and one title later, Max isn’t where he thought he’d be.
I Know Your Name (But Not Who You Are) (7.6k words, oneshot)
If it’s been a decade since Max touched him, he fears it’s been longer since he’s seen him smile — their last weeks stained with downturned lips. Glassy eyes. “Cheers, then. To freedom.” “To finding you again.”
Cheating at Bingo and Other Christmas Traditions (12.4k words, oneshot)
"You know, there’s a very nice, very handsome young man in my neighborhood –” She starts back up, flagging down their waiter for another glass of wine. “Absolutely not,” He cuts her off with a dismissive wave of the hand. “Next topic.” “So you’re too good for him, is that it?” She sounds defensive, but her tone still has a mocking edge to it – emphasized by the quirk of her brows. Hardly holding back a groan, Charles tries to think of a way out of this. She’s like a cat, batting at him until he gives up, rolls over, and plays dead. “That’s not – I’m just busy, and it’s –” Or: Hallmark style fluff featuring an irritated Charles, a well-meaning Max, and the grandma that just wants them to kiss
Second Time's the Charm (7.3k words, oneshot)
“Remember when you said you’d set me up with someone? A few months ago, at George’s wedding?” Charles’s voice is still pinched, as if his throat is trying to suffocate him and put him out of his misery. “Maybe you could do that? If the offer is still standing.” Simultaneously: “How did you know you liked guys?” Max’s tone is flat, as it usually is when he tries to come off as entirely disinterested, but Lando knows his tricks. He shoots upright, looking down at Max with wide eyes before exclaiming, arguably, one of the worst possible responses: “Oh my god, Max, are you fucking gay?” Or: Charles and Max don't know how to date; Alex and Lando try their best to make it happen.
Eighteenth Summer (Do You Wish We'd Fall In Love?) (4.9k words, oneshot)
Max wanted to burn it into his memory, engrave bits and pieces of it into each of his senses. The way the blue sky reflected off of Charles’s massive sunglasses, the smell of the hot asphalt mixing with Charles’s cologne, the nearly hysterical sound of their laughter as their playlist finally shuffled to Mr. Brightside; everything felt so precious. So fleeting. Moments memorialized on the 101 northbound, flying out of their open windows and away from his greedy fingers.
All the Stars We Cannot See (9.8k words, oneshot)
Sitting on his roof, bathed in wintery silence, Max prayed to be rescued. To whom, he wasn’t sure. Maybe the force that branded his wrist, the universal power that decided who to tie him with forever. Perfectly. Something like fate. Max prayed to fate, then. “Am I interrupting something?” The man’s accent was French, his tone unusually assertive for a question of intrusion. “It’s not my roof,” Max shrugged, hopping back onto the ledge.
Rules of Engagement (7.2k words, oneshot)
“Take me with you then!” Max felt his eyes go wide, his jaw literally dropping at the suggestion. “Tell them I’m like. Say I’m your fiancé, mate.” The heat had melted Charles’s brain, Max decided, staring at him blankly. “No.” He deadpanned. “Mate it’s genius! You won’t have to do anything, just stand there. Let me handle it. Them. The women.”
Milk and Love (1.85k words, oneshot)
There’s someone else in his empty apartment, his presence both doubling and fading overnight. It’s next to him on the floor, an identical hand grazing his fingertips as it lays beside him – a perfect mirror. It’s in his kitchen, looking at the food his trainer brought him the night before. It’s in his bed at night, putting no weight on the mattress but forcing unimaginable pressure on his mind, in his eyes. Faster than him, quieter than him, beside him. Inside him. He can’t escape it, he realizes as he lays on the floor. It lives where he lives. 
Middle Child Syndrome (I've Been in Love with You for Ages) (3.6k words, 2/2 chapters)
After all, Charles being a middle child always made a lot of sense to Max. Max’s unwillingness to deny Charles anything always made a little less sense to Max. Standing on the third place podium beneath the Monegasque flag made a lot less sense to Max. The fact that he wasn’t mad about it, a warm sense of acquiescence spurred by Charles’s smile, made it all click. He was in love with Charles Leclerc, and he always had been. Or: A small collection of memories leading up to a realization on the podium of Baku 2023.
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thepetitemuse · 3 days
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Can't handle mean comments but daydream of bondage scenarios. Please don't tell Freud.
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decoding-narcissism · 5 months
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The Gameshow You Never Wanted to Be On: Diagnosing the Narcissistic Personality Disorder
"Narcissistic Personality Disorder is characterized by an excessive need for admiration, lack of empathy, and grandiosity. Individuals with this disorder may display a sense of entitlement and an inability to consider others' feelings or perspectives. #Psychology #Narcissism" Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the most unpredictable gameshow in town! Today, we're diving into a fascinating world where self-obsession takes center stage. Brace yourselves for 'Diagnosing the Narcissistic Personality Disorder'! You won't find this show on any network, but you'll definitely find it in real life. Picture this: you're at a trendy coffee shop, minding your own business, when you spot a contestant, oops, I mean, someone who might have narcissistic personality disorder (NPD). They're the person who insists on being the main character in their own theatrical performance, complete with laugh tracks and standing ovations. Take Bob, for instance. He's a prime example of the narcissistic personality disorder in action. Bob believes that he's the ultimate expert in everything, from astrophysics to underwater basket weaving. He doesn't just enjoy talking about his accomplishments; he can't help but share them at every opportunity. It's like being trapped in an infomercial, except the products are all Bob's achievements. In the gameshow, you'd witness the next phase of the competition: the 'Look At Me!' round. Contestants with NPD often exhibit this urge to be the center of attention, crafting elaborate performances to maintain their grandiose image. They won't hesitate to hijack your conversations, turning them into one-man shows with a captive audience. You might find yourself wondering if you accidentally stepped onto the set of a reality TV program. But how do we diagnose these self-obsessed show-stealers? Well, it's a tricky business. Professionals use the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-5), the ultimate referee of psychological quirks. NPD is characterized by a mix of excessive self-importance, a constant need for admiration, and a lack of empathy. Sadly, there isn't a 'Golden Trophy of Diagnosis' to be won here – just a deep dive into one's psyche. So, ladies and gentlemen, that's a glimpse into the peculiar world of narcissistic personality disorder game, where every day is a sensational performance and self-importance reigns supreme. Just remember, it's not a game you'll be clamoring to play; it's one you hope to avoid altogether. Stay tuned for more intriguing mental acrobatics on our next episode of 'Understanding the Extraordinary Inside the Ordinary.'
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