#popularity of the thinnest kind

[pupyuj]

[cw: smut, stepcest, mommy kink, nipple play, thigh riding]

my dumb ass forgot i promised a few stepdaughter!wony thoughts so here's one! (this pic drives me insane)

imagine wony as your campus popular, kind of snobbish, and bimbo stepdaughter 🫣🫣 when her father first introduced you to her, ofc she was weirded out considering you were closer to her age than you were with her dad, but in time... wony came to like you. really like you iykwim 👀👀

wony is always the one who keeps you company whenever her dad was busy with work and you were on your day off! she talks to you, gossips about some kids in her university, tells you all of the juicy news that happens while she's in school, tells you things about her father, and most importantly, makes sure you're very, very happy! she is sweet at first: smiling brightly at you, super polite whenever you do the usual mom stuff for her (making her breakfast, cleaning her room when she's gone, etc), recommends you the best shows and movies to watch, and has significantly improved your fashion sense whenever she decides to drag you out of the house to go shopping!

but then.. eventually, she becomes too sweet 😳

wony backhugging you in the morning while you're busy preparing her and her father's breakfast... ofc her dad isn't up yet so she can do whatever she wants to you 🫣 pulling you close, nestling her face on the crook of your neck, lightly kissing your shoulder... and her hands slowly roaming your body... somehow, you don't realize she was literally grinding against your ass, and thinks that your stepdaughter is just so, so sweet to you :(( she quickly separates from you the moment she hears her father's footsteps on the stairs, settling down on one of the chairs in the dining table. she gets so jealous seeing her dad hold you and kiss you :(( wishing that she could do that instead of just making herself look like a pervert feeling you up 😤

hehe trust that wony makes the most of your time together on your days off!! cuddling up on the couch with you, wearing the sluttiest n thinnest lacy tank top and the shortest shorts that she owns!! resting her head on your chest while you're brushing her hair with your hand... even while you're focused on whatever was on the tv, wony talks to you just to make sure that you're seeing her 🫠

and the position was perfect bcs when you turned your head, your eyes almost automatically dropped down to wony's cleavage, and whenever wony moves slightly, you can see a bit of her soft breasts .. of course you snap out of it quickly, but wony doesn't miss it . her eyes shined with happiness as soon as she realized what you did . now that she knows that you aren't as clueless as she thought you were, she can make a move and good god were her moves severe 😭

like imagine baking something one day, wony taking a bit of the icing you made to taste it, making sure she sucks it off her finger in the sluttiest way possible, keeping eye contact w you and smiling in satisfaction when she noticed how you swallowed nervously as you stared 😵‍💫 "it's really good, mommy," it was the first time she has ever used that nickname on you and it was so obvious that it wasn't innocent at all, considering that her eyes were all dark and she licked her lips in an unnecessarily seductive way that drove you crazy... and then it's time to like, put the icing onto the cupcakes and wony acts like a dummy who doesn't know what she's doing sjdbfjcks 😭 you having to stand behind her, guiding her hands, and then of course, moaning softly with her when she presses her ass against your groin... what a naughty girl :((

that time, you completely denied everything you felt . n somehow convinced yourself that wonyoung was just being silly but lord.. you wanted to touch her so baddd 💔💔💔

but then wony decided to throw a party at the house and that was where everything really started 😳 her father was going to be gone for the week for a business trip, leaving you and her all alone so of course wony would invite some friends and schoolmates to party!

but like, maybe you were feeling under the weather in that particular day and decided that you wanted to stay in your room and rest :(((( the noises and the partying young adults didn't really bother you,,, you just tucked yourself in the bed and decided to read,, and then wony comes in with a glass of water and a mission!

"i hope we're not being too loud... i'll kick them out in a bit i promise," she said, giggling while she puts the glass of water down on the bedside table.

"it's alright, baby. i don't mind," you really don't know just how much you do to wonyoung's mind whenever you decide to call her anything but her name. then she's looking back and forth at you and the door,, then ultimately deciding that she was going to get off tonight 😋🤤

wony pulling the blanket off your legs, biting her lip at the sight of you wearing a gorgeous nightgown. "i know just the thing to cheer you up, mommy..." she's saying, getting rid of her jacket and settling herself on your lap 😵‍💫 you freezing on your seat while wonyoung throws your book away, she has her hands on your shoulders and her wet, clothed cunt against your thigh, grinding slowly 🫣🫣

"wonyoung, no.. your dad—"

"he'll never know." and then she's kissing you 😳 but like you can't believe she's actually doing this so you're just,, sitting there while wonyoung's grinding herself faster, holding you so close and tightly against her, moaning and whimpering in your ear.. 😵‍💫😵‍💫

"mommy, please... i need you.. just touch me," she's saying, grabbing your hands and putting them on her chest 🥺🥺 somehow, you got rid of any fear and doubt in your body as you pulled wonyoung's shirt off her body and started fondling her breasts in your hand. she shudders at the feeling of your cold hands brushing against her hard nipples, and she moves her hips faster, moaning louder and louder as she tried her very best to stimulate her clit through her panties 😵‍💫

pinching and pulling at one of wony's nipples while your other hand pulls off her panties,,, and immediately feeling her wet folds with your fingers,, "you gonna come on mommy's thigh?" you asked, pressing your thumb against her clit, making her whine.

wonyoung nods enthusiastically, "i will, i will... i wanna come... make me come, mommy." and then she pushes your head on her chest,,, you caught one of her nipples with your mouth, sucking on the hard bud and flicking it with your tongue,, you started moving your thigh, matching wonyoung's rhythm 😵‍💫 you continued on rubbing your thumb on her clit as she was riding you, driving her closer and closer to the edge,,,

kshdnsksdjhck wony cradling your head while she rides you faster,, she wants to prove to you just how good you make her feel </3 omgomg biting on her nipple softly and nearly making her scream, but luckily enough, she caught herself before any sound could escape her mouth ugh you were too good at this,,,

of course, wonyoung says all the shit that she knows will break your walls down and completely submit to your naughty feelings for her 😩

"d-dad's a nice guy... b-but he can't give you pleasure like this, can he, mommy?"

"next time... i want mommy's cock inside me.. i h-have a toy that's perfect for us.."

"don't think about anything, mommy... just me. only me...!"

all of this just completely drove you to insanity,,, and as soon as you pinched on wonyoung's other nipple with your free hand, she came all over your thigh,, you have totally pushed the weight of your actions behind your head and only focused on wanting to fuck the hell out of wonyoung,,, so who knows? maybe when she finally gets rid of the kids downstairs, the fun will finally start...

#ive x reader #ive smut #ive imagines #jang wonyoung imagines #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung x reader #girl group x reader #girl group smut #girl group imagines #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung smut #wonyoung imagines

[ash5monster01]

Perfect To Love Part 13

Pairing: Steve Harrington x FemReader!PlusSize

Warnings: fluff, mentions of bullying, body image issues, fat shaming, angst, trust issues, language.

Summary: Beth Walker was used to living in the shadows. She had only one friend and anyone else who paid her mind usually bullied her for her size. So she learned to keep her mouth shut, her head down, and her heart closed because she had to accept the fact that she would be nothing more than the fat girl to people. That is until Robin decides Beth needs more in life and that might just include a boy who she never would’ve thought could see her for who she truly was.

word count: 2,223

Part 12 ←→ Part 14

Masterlist

Beth hated when the corvette went away. It meant dreadful cold months, slush, mud, freezing temperatures, and driving her beat up Ford Escort. There were only two things that were magical about this time of year, one being her December Birthday, and two being the first snowfall. That just so happened to be today, feather light but clear white flakes fluttering to the ground. In just a week it would be Thanksgiving but the snow had her mind fully set on Christmas. Now that she had friends she was excited to buy them presents, spend her birthday and holiday with someone who mattered.

So when she saw that snowfall outside the window at work she knew the minute she was done she had to rush over to Family Video to see Robin and Steve. Once she finished the last car she had been helping her Dad with she barely washed the grease from her hands before rushing to her Escort and starting the engine which stuttered in the chilly weather. A wide smile was painted across her face as she went through town, the thinnest layer of snow covering all the local stores. She pulled into employee parking behind Family Video, used to letting herself in now that she had been spending so much time there.

“I can’t believe how well this all worked out with Beth” Beth froze before she shoved through the back room door, curious about the sentence she heard come from Robins mouth.

“It really did” Steves raspy voice agreed and she heard Robins all familiar chuckle through the door.

“Like all I asked of you was to hang out with her a few times, raise her popularity status, but this is even better” Robin said and Beth felt her heart drop into her stomach. It would’ve been better off falling to the floor and shattering in a million pieces.

“She seems happy, it was a good plan Rob. It worked out for everyone” Steve agreed and somehow this hurt even more, squeezing the rest of the life out of her heart. Tears burned at the back of her eyes as she realized something.

Steve never noticed her on his own, and if Robin never asked he never would have. He had been doing things with her to help his friend Robin, and all Beth was, was an experiment. A way to take the sad fat girl and give her some life. Robins intentions may have been kind but finding out that all of this meant nothing was the worst heart break of all.

‘I ended up with Steve because he got to know me without someone asking him too, and that makes all the difference’

The words she had yelled to Colin rung through her ears and finally she let the tears fall, rushing from the door before she heard anymore and back out to her car. Her stupid old beater car with rusty wheel wells and creaking brakes. Tears searing her skin in the cold weather, and she felt a months worth of pain over being the unwanted fat girl hit her all at once. She could barely see through blurred vision as she fought with the car to start and when the engine finally rumbled to life she drove as fast and far away from the dreaded video store as she could.

“I know Steve, I’ve never seen you this happy” Robin told the boy once he finished rewinding the last tape on his stack.

“I don’t think I ever have been this happy, she’s the best. If you had never asked me to meet her then I’m not sure where I would be right now” Steve told Robin earnestly and she smiled.

“It’s good to have my two best friends so happy and in love. Sure as hell makes my life easier” Robin teased and Steve rolled his eyes at the girl.

“Yeah, now maybe if you ask Vickie out we can all be happy” Robin glared at the boy but didn’t take it much to heart. She knew he wanted her happy too. When she had asked him to get to know Beth she expected maybe a month of faking it but he really came to like her on his own and now he was happy as could be. He just wanted that for her too.

“I’m perfectly fine Harrington, I’m just where I need to be right now” Robin told him truthfully and he nodded, accepting this answer.

"I think we all are" Robin knew his words carried some weight, the mall fight only a mere four months ago. For the first time in those four months they had all been content, no threat of other world monsters impending their doom upon them. They were in the calm, all of them stable for the first time. They knew it wouldn't be long until the next threat, Hawkins wasn't that forgiving, but for now they were happy and things were normal. That made all the difference.

"You ever think about telling Beth everything?" Robin questioned, the secrets and monsters of Hawkins ont he forefront of her mind.

"Sometimes but then I think as long as there is no impending doom maybe this time we'll be lucky. Maybe the monsters won't come back and there is no use letting her think we're crazy if we end up lucky enough to avoid the fight forever" Steve said, clearly having this thought before. He had a lot of trauma over the years but he had learned to live with it. He hoped Beth would never have to. That he could tell her the nightmares of Hawkins years from now and laugh, he saw no point in scaring her. Telling her the truth behind the endless local deaths.

"That's true, I always worry though. Sometimes I feel like that part of us can never be understood by someone who didn't expereince it. If that's the case does that mean we can never fully connect with someone for the rest of our lives?" Robin questioned into the quiet night air. The lonely thursday night making for a silent shift surrounding them.

"Maybe, maybe not. I think it depends on how much we let those things haunt us" Steve answered, having those same thoughts himself. He was so sick of trauma bonding with everyone, Nancy, Dustin, Robin. The person he spent the rest of his life with he wanted to bond with normally and then be strong enough to face the trauma together.

"I think about it once a day" Robin answered honestly and Steve gave her a thin lipped smile.

"Me too, but it's only been four months. Give it time" he told her, a comforting hand landing on her shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. Robin smiled back, content with his answer before hopping off the counter to go put away the tapes Steve had finished rewinding. She hoped it would be another year until anything crazy happened again but somewhere deep inside she knew they wouldn't be that lucky. They'd be lucky if they got another four months.

When Beth got home she was rushing through the door seconds after the engine cut, the door slamming behind her pushing back the gust of first snow wind. Her mother startled from the couch, eyeing the girl with rosy cheeks, runny nose, and teary eyes. Before she could say anything Beth was running up the stairs, shoes still on her feet. She locked the door behind her before kicking off her shoes and jacket and flopping into her bed. She hadn't bothered with the light, it was dark but she still could feel for her Kermit stuffed animal that she hugged tightly to her body the minute she was wraped in the covers. Her eyes settled on the window where she could see the street lamp illuminating the soft flurry of snow that came down outside. It was beautiful but she could care less because everything hurt.

"Bethany, are you okay?" her mothers knocks sounded at the door and Beth curled up into her bed even more.

"Leave me alone Mom" Beth yelled back, trying to keep her voice steady and hide the misery she was in.

"Do you need me to call Robin? Maybe Steve?" her Mom questioned and Beth felt more tears fall from her eyes, the warmth of them stinging her chill bitten cheeks.

"I don't want to talk to either of them ever again!" Beth's voice was sharp, angry, and Allie stumbled back from the door shocked and a little scared. Beth had been doing so well, had so many friends, and if she was upset with Robin and Steve what would she do then? Allie took the message and scurried away from the door, not wanting to bother her anymore.

Allie kept calm when Alan showed up from work, she was in the middle of making dinnfer she assumed Beth wasn't about to attend and when he asked where she was he accepted the answer of doing homework in her room. It was all avoidable until the phone rang on the kitchen wall and Allie rushed to it before Alan could, him giving her a confused look but allowing it nonetheless. "Mrs. Walker, is Beth home?"

"Sorry Steve, she uh..." Allie thought for a moment, unsure of what to say. She wanted to protect her daughter but she didn't want her to go back to the sad lonely girl she once was. "She doesn't want to talk to you"

"What?" Steve's heart stuttered and Allie clenched her eyes shut as she heard the pain come from the boys mouth.

"I dont know Steve, she came home upset and when I asked that was what she told me" Steve replayed all his moments with her this past week, he hadn't seen her since yesterday night and she had given him about a hundred goodbye kisses before finally leaving. What could have possibly hapened between now and then?

"Could I come over?" he started to ask and Allie sighed as she looked at Alan who now wore an angry look.

"I don't think it's a good idea, catch her after school tomorrow" Allie told him and Steve nodded even though she couldn’t see him.

"Thanks Mrs. Walker. Have a nice night" Steve finally said and her heart ached for the boy.

"You too Steve" and then she was hanging up the phone and turning to her husband who sat at the kitchen table, arms crossed over his chest.

"She came home upset?" Alan asked, a hundred ways of torturing Steve crossing his mind.

"Yes" Allie whispered and Alan felt his entire head turn hot with anger, she had left the shop, told him she was going to see Steve before kissing his cheek goodbye. Now she was upstairs, upset, and claiming she didn't want to talk to Steve. He could kill him for whatever it was he tried with his daughter.

"Why that-" and Alan was angrily standing and Allie was grabbing his arm, pulling him back from running off and making things worse.

“Look we don’t know what happened, he sounded confused on the phone. Like he had no idea why” Allie pleaded, keeping her husband from bothering Beth or murdering Steve.

“I’m sure he knows why, that’s what guys like him do. They mess with girls just because they think they’re so much better than them!” Alan’s voice boomed and Beth flinched from upstairs, hearing her fathers every word and it bringing more tears to her eyes. She should have known, he had already hurt her once. He didn’t change.

“You don’t know that Alan! Not for sure” Allie said and he finally stopped, his shoulders slumping. He used to be that guy, so popular in high school that he figured the rest of life would come along so much easier.

“Yes I do” he said and then he was shaking his wife off his arm and heading towards the living room. He wanted to watch some TV and not think about this for a little while.

Allies shoulders dropped as she realized she lost both of them for dinner. Finishing it up before putting it in a container and setting it in the fridge. At some point they’d both be hungry and need a home cooked meal. She ate by herself and hoped soon enough things could go back to happy because they had been doing really well around here. Ever since Robin, Nancy, and Steve showed up. She hadn’t seen Beth that happy in at least two years.

Beth decided that night she wasn’t going to school the next day. She couldn’t face Robin and pretend she didn’t know what she did to her. Robin may have meant no harm but finding out she made Steve hang out with her, that Steve was faking it all was the worst heart break she could’ve ever experienced. Even though it wasn’t true, she didn’t know that Steve came into his own feelings about her, even if Robin did ask him to get to know her. How could she when she was pretty sure she never fully trusted him after that one day? The one day that ruined the rest of her days forever. She should’ve figured he was bound to do it again.

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[blairstales]

Historic Halloween ( Samhuinn/Samhain): The Basics

Samhuinn or Samhain are both words to describe the fire festival that predated what we now call Halloween. While I will say that it most likely started in Ireland, it is worth noting that Scotland and Ireland have a long history of trading folklore and customs(which is no surprise seeing how close the two countries are), and Samhuin is no exception.

"Of the whole series of annual festivals, Hallowe’en forms the most important occasion in the Highlands of Scotland." “The Popular Superstitions and Festive Amusements of the Highlanders of Scotland” by William Grant Stewart (1858)

During Samhuinn and the other three major historic festivals, the veil betewen the Otherworld and our own is said to be at its thinnest, but it is even more so on Samhuinn.

This not only made it so more dead and fairies roamed, but also made saining (cleansing) rituals stronger. For Samhuin, the main focus was on fire.

"All fires were extinguished in the home and on the farm. Then the Hallow fires were kindled, very similar to those of Beltane, but more important, as heralding the advent of a new year. From the consecrated pile, portions of fire were carried to the houses to renew the flames upon the domestic hearth." “Primitive Beliefs in the North-East of Scotland” by Joseph McKenzie McPherson (1929)

This would all start by putting out all the fires in the homes, and carrying torches about the fields and villages in a sunwise direction, to encourage good luck and good crops. When the torches were brought home, they would be collected into a bonfire.

The fires (according to Witchcraft & Second Sight in The Highlands and Islands of Scotland, and the Book of Halloween) were called Samhnagan, and there was one for each house. The houses would compete to see who could have the biggest fire, and whole districts would twinkle with bonfires.

"The motive behind the Samhain fires was the same as in. spired the Beltane festival. It was man’s response to, and attack upon, the powers of darkness. At this season, the day was shortening, the sun’s strength was diminishing, malevolent powers of every kind seemed to be abroad." “Primitive Beliefs in the North-East of Scotland” by Joseph McKenzie McPherson (1929)

This festival lasted as so in Scotland for a long time, even as they stopped elsewhere.

"The November Eve fires which in Ireland either died out or were replaced by candles were continued in Scotland. In Buchan, where was the altar-source of the Samhain fire, bonfires were lighted on hilltops in the eighteenth century; and in Moray the idea of fires of thanksgiving for harvest was kept to as late as 1866." “The Book of Hallowe’en” by Ruth Edna Kelley, A. M. (1919)

A common theme to all the quarter days were bannocks. For Halloween, the bannock was sometimes made with fortune telling in mind.

"The bonnach Bride, or bannock of the bride, was baked for the spring festival, the bonnach Bealltain, or Beltane bannock, for the summer festival; the bannach Lunastain, or Lammas bannock, for the autumn festival; and the bannach Samhthain, or Hallowmas Bannock, for the winter festival." “The Silver Bough: Volume 1”  by F. Marian McNeill (1957-1968)

This is the start of my series breaking down Samhuinn in Scotland. Coming up: guising, turnips, predicting the future, the returning dead, and more.

#Samhuinn #Samhain #halloween #scotland #crossquarterday #quarterday #folklore #scottishfolktales #scottish #scottish mythology #scottish folklore #scottishfolklore #ImportantScottishDays

[princeescaluswords]

This may seem like dumb, or a missing detail, kind of question but, I love you teen wolf studies. So, why do you think the Agents actually came back to town? I know it's believed to be because of the Alpha\peter situation but, the timing doesn't make sense. On the other side given to details we learn in later seasons The Hale's never actually left Beacon hills. They owned a fair amount of property, and peter had an estate, for them to just leave it to the void. But, with the same information we know the Argents did. So why did they come back? Or was it just a crazy coincidence?

First off, I want to preface this with saying that I cannot possibly have my usual level of confidence in this meta. There is simply not enough evidence for a definitive conclusion, so take it with a grain of salt.

The first thing I feel we have to do is separate the Argents. The entire family did not return: Chris, Victoria and Allison returned before the start of the show. My proposal is that their return had nothing to do with Peter's rampage. Kate, on the other hand, did come back for that reason. I think instead the Chris and Victoria moved to Beacon Hills as a next step in their plan for Allison to have as normal a childhood as possible before being let in on the family secret.

In my opinion, Chris and Victoria were very deliberate in trying to give Allison an opportunity to discover who she was before the supernatural reveal without leaving her completely defenseless before it. Allison had been surreptitiously trained in archery, in gymnastics, in self-reliance and in self-discipline long before she discovered that werewolves were a thing. In doing so, Victoria and Chris avoided the trap I see often in stories like this where parents shield their children from the world they know so much they leave them totally unprepared for it.

So why Beacon Hills? I think there were three reasons. First, Victoria and Chris may have wanted to give Allison a chance to decide for herself, but they were still hunters. Chris was aware of the presence of a Nemeton; he was aware of the town history. After all, as he tells Stiles in Code Breaker (1x12), "I hate to dispel a popular rumor, Stiles, but we never did that." Beacon Hills was always going to be a hot spot after the destruction of the Hales, even if Chris didn't know the whole truth. Secondly and on the other hand, I feel they choose Beacon Hills because they thought the greatest danger had passed. The Hales were gone, and Deucalion had moved on. They didn't even know that Peter was in a long-term care facility. They remembered that Allison would be the heir to the Argent matriarchy if she chose to be, and as Victoria scolded Allison "there are others outside of this family who are not ready for you to see it." When they were ready to let Allison into the secret, this would be a place where werewolf activity occurred but it would no longer be the "deep end," so to speak. That's a whoopsie!

The third reason is, what I feel, the most important reason. While Victoria and Chris may not have known the details of the Hale Fire, the death of Alexander Argent, or Deucalion's blinding, they did know enough to believe that Gerard and his protégé Kate weren't interested in coming back to Beacon Hills. Chris yells at Kate "Why are you back here? You hate this town. I had a network of names I could've called a lot closer than you. But you called first." Gerard hasn't seen Allison for 14 years at the start of Season 2, and it took him two days to arrive after Kate's death. I think Victoria and Chris moved to places that they felt Gerard and the rest of the family would avoid without looking like they were avoiding them.

Again, this is all speculation on only the thinnest of evidence. But I don't think we can say it is a 'wild coincidence.' The Argents had been here before; we saw Chris and Gerard hunting for Derek in Visionary (3x08).

There is, of course, another possibility. Perhaps -- and this is speculation without any evidence except supposition -- Peter's emergence from his coma didn't coincide with the Argent's return. It was caused by the Argent's return. Victoria and Chris had agents in key civic institutions. We see a deputy and an ambulance driver. Maybe someone carrying wolfsbane entered the long-term care facility and triggered Peter's awakening. A possibility, but unprovable now. In any event, it's not something Scott would ever know or ever want to investigate, which is why it simply wasn't discussed. And that's good enough for me.

#teen wolf meta #chris argent #allison argent #victoria argent #gerard argent #kate argent

[xxfanfiction-emo-trinityxx]

No Doubts and No Conditions - Ray Toro x Reader

Summary: You wake up, on the bus, early in the morning, still confused about the kisses you shared with your bandmate and friend Ray last night, wondering where that leaves the two of you Reader: should be gender neutral (no pronouns used) Word count: 1 960 A/N: I currently have a thing for neck kisses. I won’t apologise. Also as per popular demand (literally all three people who voted, voted for this! Thank you for participating, the other stories are in work!): Ray morning kisses.

The sound of the tour bus motor being turned off was what woke you up. Sleepily you rubbed your eyes, turning to your other side to get a glance at the clock. Only a few minutes after five am. Certainly nobody was awake but the driver. Pulling the curtain in front of your tinted little window far enough to the side to get a glance outside, you saw you had stopped at a petrol station. Outside it was still dark, and only the lights that were illuminating the station were shining brightly.

You rubbed your eyes again, suddenly remembering the events of last night. A quiet giggle escaped your lips, and quickly you buried your face in the pillow, trying to hide it. You still could feel Ray’s breath on your face, his hands gently holding your waist. You had never been so close to him, had never allowed yourself so much time to admire his eyes, the way they took you in.

It had been after the show, when everyone had wanted to go out for a late dinner. It was past midnight, and you declined their invitation, preferring to have quick dinner on the bus, and going to bed instead of hanging out in a diner. Ray had agreed with you, and together you had made sandwiches, which you had eaten side by side, sitting on the sofa in the bus.

How it had happened in the end, who had leaned in first, who had initiated the first of so many kisses last night, you did not remember. But you did remember the way your heart had soared, how butterflies had erupted in your stomach, had made you dizzy with euphoria. How long had you liked Ray? Too long, far too long. And suddenly kissing him had been better than anything you could ever have imagined. He had been so gentle, firm but so gentle when he had kissed you. His lips had tasted sweeter than you thought a kiss could taste, and his hands, rough from playing guitar all day, had carefully held you in place, brushing over your cheeks and jaw, down your neck. Sometimes he had even slipped his fingertips underneath your shirt, caressing the skin on your waist, as if testing your reaction.

But what kind of reaction had he expected? You had dreamt of him for years, so if anything his touch was barely enough. Then again, even the touch you got already sent your heart into a frenzy, being more than you knew how to deal with, so you were secretly glad he did not try to initiate more, because that surely would have been too much for your still somewhat confused mind.

Instead you had focused on what you got, Ray kissing you, his hands carefully running up and down your sides, as if you were made of the thinnest glass. It might sound like a cliché, but you had lost all sense of time. Although ‘lost’ was perhaps the wrong word. You had let go of all sense of time, happy to just drift along, while Ray and you had kissed, ignoring the world around you, ignoring that you were still on a tour bus, and your friends could come back any moment, and that you were band mates who probably should not kiss, especially not like that. But everyone deserved a few moments of utter peace in their life, didn’t they? And this was one of yours.

You only had gotten interrupted, when the loud voices of the others had neared the bus, and jumping apart, it had taken only a quick glance between Ray and you to agree that it might be best not to be found like this, so you had slipped into the bunk bed area. The last glance you had taken at Ray was still burnt into your memory: His hair dishevelled, cheeks pink. He had smiled at you like he always did, in a way you previously thought you had only imagined, but now could see clearly: his eyes were so soft, so caring, and almost you would have gone back over to him, buried your hands in his hair and kissed him again, just for looking at you like that. But then the door to the bus had jumped open, and you had quickly retreated to your bunk.

Now, the morning after this – could this qualify as a make-out session? – you could feel doubts rising in your stomach. What had it meant to him? You knew to you it had meant the world, and if he only wanted you, you were all his. After all, you had kind of dreamt of that for years, and had always had to come up with stupid excuses why you never wanted to try dating people. The honest answer would have been because none of these people was Ray, but you could hardly be honest about it, so you had always said you wanted to put the band first.

So… did Ray know how you felt? If so, what did he think about it? Would he be creeped out by it? If it had been Gerard, or Mikey yesterday, you could have easily written off the make-out session as some post-show-high that did not mean anything. But Ray was different. He usually did not initiate such intimacy unless he was emotionally involved; at least this was what you had heard from Gerard when you had talked about relationships a while back. And those kisses had been anything but pure adrenaline high. They had been sensitive, emotional, almost… loving.

So did that mean Ray had some sort of interest in you? He had kissed you like he had waited years to do it, but that had been yesterday. What about today? Was he still interested? And how were you supposed to find out? Should you just walk up to him and ask ‘Hey Ray, about last night: what did that mean to you? Are we a thing now?’ Yeah. Probably not how this was gonna play out.

Feeling sick from the insecurity that had settled in your stomach, you crawled out of your bed. The bunk area was only sparsely lit, to keep it dark and still allow enough light to not stumble around blindly. Walking past the bunk beds with their closed curtains, you headed towards the tiny kitchen, making sure to close the door behind yourself so your early morning endeavours to the fridge would not disturb anyone.

You expected to find the kitchen deserted, but to your surprise you seemed not to be the only one who had been woken up by the stop at the petrol station. Ray lifted his head, his eyes wide first, before he recognised you. A soft smile tucked at his lips and he got up from where he had crouched in front of the fridge. He held two tetra-packs of chocolate milk in his hands, placing them on the counter before he closed the door to the fridge.

“Good morning,” he whispered, just loud enough for you to hear.

“Morning,” you replied equally quiet, suddenly not sure where to look or what to say.

You were about to ask if you could have one of the chocolate-milks, just to break the awkward silence, when Ray walked over the few steps that separated you, and placed his hands on your waist, pulling you close.

“I missed you,” he mumbled, making you want to laugh.

It had been not even three hours since you had been kissing on that sofa behind you, and sure, you sort of had missed him too, but it felt incredibly strange to hear him say it out loud.

Before you had the chance to say something, his lips were on yours, kissing you just as gently as a few hours ago. It made your heart almost stop, immediately erasing the insecurity that had plagued you enough to get out of bed.

When he pulled away a few minutes later, he looked down on you, almost as if he expected you to be mad at him.

“I hope that was okay,” he asked, as if you had not wrapped your arms around him, just to be closer to him.

“’course it was,” you smiled up at him, making him blush a little.

In that moment the motor of the bus awoke to new life, and quickly grabbing onto the nearest counter, you waited until the bus had pulled out of the parking lot, and back onto the highway.

“I suppose I can have one of these,” you asked, still facing the counter, and pointing at one of the chocolate milks.

You felt Ray come up behind you, his hands back at your waist, as he hummed in affirmation. Reaching out to grab a milk box, you were about to turn around to face him, when suddenly hot breath fanned over the side of your neck, and a moment later his lips pressed to the delicate skin right beneath your ear, sending a shiver down your spine as you closed your eyes. The contrast of Ray’s soft lips to his scratchy stubble was dizzying, making your head swim as you hummed quietly in approval. You could feel him smile against your skin, before he continued placing short sweet kisses against your neck; his hands warm and safe on your waist as you leant back slightly, feeling the muscular plain of his chest against your back.

Just as you were certain his kisses would cause you to lose your mind, another thought, one that had caused your stomach to churn badly earlier, pushed into your mind.

“Ray?”

He hummed against your neck, making no attempt at pulling away.

Now that you knew you had his attention, you did not know how to phrase your concern. Eventually you settled with a deep sigh and the question “Is this going to continue?”

You could feel Ray stop in the motion, before he pulled away. Slowly you turned around in his arms, looking up at him shyly.

“What do you mean,” he asked, furrowed eyebrows.

“The kisses and the-” fireworks in my stomach. Will you continue kissing me, as if it isn’t the most heart wrenching thing? Are you really interested in me like that? “I don’t know, just… you know.”

Ray blinked, and concerned you watched his features harden.

“If you want to stop-”

“No! I don’t, that’s the point!” Immediately the wall he had begun pulling up between the two of you crumbled down again, and he relaxed as you continued. “I don’t want to stop. I was just wondering if you did. And what that means for us and how it’s going to continue...”

Expectantly you looked up at Ray, who gently cupped your chin with one of his hands.

“I’ve liked you for a pretty long time,” he confessed, “and kissing you is honestly one of the best things in the world I can think of, so if you’re asking me if I want to continue this, if it were up to me, then yes, absolutely. No doubts and no conditions. I don’t care if it’s official or unofficial, if we tell people or not, I don’t care. Not as long as I can be with you.”

His words made your heart race, and quickly you leant up to press your lips against his again, making him smile.

“I take it this means you feel the same,” he asked between kisses.

“Yes, one hundred percent.”

Ray grinned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around you to pull you as tight against him as he could, making you giggle as you kissed him back. The chocolate milk on the counter behind you was, at least for now, completely forgotten.

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[gatheringbones]

[“Over time, body positivity has made its constituency clear. It has widened the warm and fickle embrace of beauty standards ever so slightly. Now it showers its affections not only on beautiful, able-bodied, fair-skinned women under a size 4 but on beautiful, able-bodied, fair-skinned women under a size 12. Body positivity has widened the circle of acceptable bodies, yes, but it still leaves so many of us by the wayside. Its rallying cry, love your body, presumes that our greatest challenges are internal, a poisoned kind of thought about our own bodies. It cannot adapt to those of us who love our bodies, but whose bodies are rejected by those around us, used as grounds for ejecting us from employment, healthcare, and other areas of life.

Overwhelmingly, the popularization of body positivity has reinforced the exclusion that fat people experience everywhere else. It doesn’t make thin people less afraid of saying “fat” or being fat. While body positivity held the promise of advocating for all of us, it refused to name our bodies. It could not push for meaningful distinctions between thin bodies and fat bodies, nor the social realities that come with each. When we are not pushed to see our bodies as they are seen by those around us, we cannot have real conversations about the distinct challenges our bodies carry with them, much less how to remedy those challenges. When we are not pushed to see our bodies as they are, we are all left to our default perception—the deep, enduring belief that each of us is unforgivably fat. Diet culture hinges on all of us seeking to become thin, thinner, thinnest, engaged in an endless quest to shrink ourselves at all costs. When we are left to our own devices, we retreat to focusing on the problem of our own mindsets rather than the problem of our internalized biases, the harms we (often unintentionally) cause to those around us, and the ways in which others’ bodies invite different experiences than our own. We universalize our own experience, assuming that believing we are too fat is the same as being treated with the discrimination that too readily plagues undeniably fat people.

Thin people especially struggle to say “fat,” the hypothetical that has hurt them so deeply. But as an undeniably fat person, the word isn’t hurtful to me. It cannot be, because I do not have the luxury of escaping it. Instead, I am beholden to someone else’s discomfort with a word that has never accurately described them. Even as a very fat person, when I enter body positive spaces, I cannot be trusted to describe myself as fat, and I cannot expect support when the truth of my body is hurled at me as an insult. I cannot be responsible for naming my own skin. Body positivity quarantines the words used to describe bodies like mine and, in the process, shuts out those bodies themselves. We need the courage to say the word “fat” and the wherewithal to see all of our bodies accurately. Without it, we cannot name our bodies, nor can we truly embrace and understand all of us who have sought out this movement that felt so essential.”]

aubrey gordon, what we don’t talk about when we talk about fat

#aubrey gordon #currently reading

[thosemintcookies]

To be honest the thing is that modern remakes of like Heathers and Mean Girls where high school desirability politics are no longer about whose the thinnest and whitest and blondest is kind of missing the point because the point is that kids are acutely aware of these things and reinforce them in their social spheres. But I also think that to some extent the political landscape wrt these things is shifting.

That isn't to say that beauty standards for high schoolers aren't changing, that's not true. Just look at whos considered pretty on tiktok amongst the gen z crowd.

I just think the methods for conformity and bullying have changed and it's time for someone to write a new script that is more in tune with the methods and talking points of today. Let's be real, it's not gonna be the case that a queer woman would be the new Regina George. But there could be interesting commentary on the popularity of queer and poc aesthetics without letting them actually into the in-crowd. Like the precarity of marginalized identity and popularity within specific confines. The tension between mental health stigma/destigmatization of our time. Performative activism. The role of technology in surveillance and consumerism. There are so many things we could be doing instead of rehashing movies from the 20/40 years ago. A new cycle is upon us. There can be a spiritual successor without a remake. Ykwim

[thehuggamugcafe]

Genshin Impact: Archon Muse - Eira (Soulmates!AU)

Cryo Archon: Eira

Song: Ruelle - War of Hearts 

“Goddess of Winter and the Night Sky, she alone heralds the season of parting, snow and ice; it is said she commands the worst of Snezhnya’s blizzards. Patron goddess of marriage and companionship, many have prayed to her beneath cold starlit skies for her blessings. Whether or not they’ve been heeded, none can say.”

General

Values: Loyalty, Kindness, Kinship

Love Language (giving): Acts of service, crafting flowers out of ice, blessing her beloved with a Cryo Vision, Quality Time

Love Language (receiving): Words of (genuine) praise, Quality Time (think of warm smiles and hot food)

Has a “traditional” outlook on life and the world of Teyvat. That said, some modern-day customs puzzle her; this is largely because she still carries memories from a time not known to any living humans.

She is generally accepting of most people she meets, willing to give the benefit of a doubt to a complete stranger, but crossing her or using the rare few she comes to call a friend against her is very unwise. Those who live long enough to become her enemy will regret the day of their birth.

Befitting of the Cryo Archon, Eira’s patience is brisk, tempered and brittle in equal measure; it is seemingly endless but if you don’t tread carefully, one can find themselves standing on the thinnest ice in all of Teyvat. She instinctively keeps others at arm’s length and has little care for idle chitchat, so getting to know her initially poses a challenge.

This standoffish approach comes from her early days spent as an Archon, simply watching as her people went about their daily struggles, bringing their cold hands together in prayer, grateful to their Archon for allowing them to live on her land and beneath her silent, watchful gaze.

She’s prone to shouldering her burdens in silence, never daring to speak of her troubles to none but those select few who’ve earned her trust. With allies and friends, however, she is willing to part the earth and slice the heavens. Never tell the Goddess of Winter the odds of success or the risk involved, if it’s for the sake of a loved one.

Contrary to popular belief (muddied by time and telling), Eira puts stock in the value of friendship and bonds with others. She fondly recalls moments in the past, and present, where people have left her speechless simply by going out of their way by helping someone, all without thought of mora or recognition for the act.

“Seasons will pass and the river of time flows onward, but I do my best to honour those that have been forgotten by those that come after them. I keep them in my mind and my heart, locked like a treasure vault. Memories, you see, are like gems that I collect; each one is never the same as the other. Fleeting, but everlasting, beautiful. What memory will you imprint upon me, I wonder?”

Behaviours:

Introverted - prefers going on solitary walks to take in the sights, will sometimes go somewhere with only one person or two people, stays away from places and events where many people gather (festivals, concerts, etc., etc.)

Reserved Body Language - keeps her hands at her sides or crosses arms over her chest, tilts her head or cups a hand to her chin when in thought, uses her hands (points people in the direction they need to go, pulls at her sleeves when worried, clasps her hands together or interlocks her fingers) or expressions (pursed lips, furrowed brows, frowns, exasperated sighs) to speak for her as much as she can, sits with her ankles crossed or stands with her back straight and her head slightly bowed

Environmental Impacts - “closed off” is an apt description for Eira, she isn’t good at dealing with large swaths of people and generally speaks only when spoken to, but she will occasionally voice a thought if asked for her opinion, is more comfortable listening to others talk instead of talking about herself, when alone she can get swept up in her thoughts and memories of the past

Dialogue

her tone is cool and precise, blunt and no-nonsense - she is honest to a fault; she isn’t one for flowery language.

“Idleness is complacency; we mustn’t dwell here any longer than necessary.” 

“If you have need of me, I shall answer your call.”

“I remember a child telling me that as spring is when the world awakens, winter is when the world goes to sleep. An adequate observation for an innocent mind.”

“Running water is no match for winter’s touch. I’ve frozen enough Hydro Slimes, and ne’er-do-wells, to put that argument to rest.”

“The wind screaming over the snow-capped horizon is especially loud tonight, is it not? It sounds… lonely.”

word choice: formal, straightforward, somewhat poetic, if her honest opinion leaves others feeling rattled, she will not apologize; she doesn’t feel responsible for how others feel about her verbal output.

“For all that I can’t stand it, I admire the free flowing water; it goes wherever it wishes. Be it a gentle brook or a raging ocean, it is more beautiful than the stagnant cold of winter. But even the darkness of night must come for how else is the sun to rise in the morning?”

“Time waits for no one. I wonder if, one day, even I might fall victim to its whims? And on that day, might I be able to recall what you look like as the kindling of a dying soul ready to be reborn? Or perhaps I’ll simply follow you into the long, endless abyss of sleep?”

#genshin impact #archon muse #original character #headcanons and ideas #eira #soulmates

[doanchaoc]

Vietnamese Cuisine (Vince)

Vietnam is a country in Southeast Asia which shares a border with China to the north, and Laos and Cambodia to the west. Vietnam’s culture has developed over centuries from the indigenous ancient Dong Son culture, which used wet rice cultivation as its economic base. This rice, as well as herbs, plants, fish, and meat were readily available on the fertile lands of Vietnam, and therefore they served as the early base of the Vietnamese diet. Noodles, which were invented in China around the time of the East Han dynasty, eventually made their way to Vietnam and began to be used in a variety of different ways.

Overall, Vietnamese cuisine is centered around five fundamental taste elements: spicy, sour, bitter, salty, and sweet. Traditional Vietnamese cooking is known for its fresh ingredients, minimal use of oil and reliance on herbs and vegetables; it is considered one of the healthiest cuisines worldwide. Meats such as pork, chicken, and beef, as well as fish, crab, and mollusks are widely used. Vietnam has a strong street food culture, with over 40 popular dishes commonly found throughout the country. There are regional differences that exist in Vietnamese cuisine, mainly between the north and south. Local foods in the north are often less spicy than southern dishes, as the colder northern climate limits the availability of spices. For example, the broth of pho is spicier and more dominantly sour in the south than in the north.

There are mainly two types of noodles eaten by the Vietnamese, bahn pho and bun. Bahn pho are flat rice noodles which come in a variety of widths. The thinnest form of these noodles are used in the country’s national dish, pho. The larger forms of the noodles are used in pan frying and stir frying. Bun are a type of rice vermicelli noodle, which are thin, round and versatile. The smaller and lighter kind are used as a filling in goi cuon, or fresh spring rolls. The larger and thicker kind are used in hot and filling soups, such as bun bo Hue- from the central region of Vietnam. There are many other types of noodles used in Vietnamese cuisine, such as banh hoi, banh canh, mi, and mien.

Some of the most popular dishes consumed throughout Vietnam are pho, bun cha, bahn cuon, goi cuon, and bahn mi. Pho is a noodle soup made from bahn pho noodles, and the soup is served with various meat parts, bean sprouts, essential greens, and chili or fish sauce. Pho originated in the north and was introduced to the south by migrants. Bun cha is a rice dish that comes with grilled sausage, herbs, and ban sprouts. Bahn cuon is a steamed rice dish which is topped with chopped shrimp, scallions, pean paste, and shallots. Goi cuon is a salad roll packed with greens and sometimes shrimp, pork, and other herbs. Almost every region in Vietnam has its own distinct spring roll. Bahn mi is a sandwich with a crusty baguette with fillings like pork belly, fishcakes, and meatballs. This post first appeared on (https://regionalcuisineofasia.tumblr.com/post/644321685279047680/vietnamese-cuisine-vince)

[nakedactives]

[piersanthony83]

The Most Powerful Fanless Laptop For 2023

Along with desktop computers, laptops are also getting huge popularity as they are easier to carry around and have all the essential applications at hand. A fanless design enables you to use your laptop for extended hours without feeling any kind of discomfort. For example, if you plan on watching videos or listening to music for longer durations, a fan-less design will definitely be your best pick.

Today, there are many available in the market which can help you choose the right one for yourself. To help you narrow down your search and find the most powerful one, we’ve listed down some of the top fanless laptops available in the market today.

Following extensive study and analysis, We think the best fanless laptop is the MacBook Air Laptop with M2 chip: 13.6-inch Liquid Retina Display. The new MacBook Air Laptop with an M2 chip offers striking design and speed, with an exceptional display. With the thinnest and lightest notebook ever, now in a 13.6-inch Liquid Retina Display with True Tone technology, the MacBook Air is more portable than ever. However, it is not the only thing on our list.

You can check out the ASUS VivoBook 17 K712EA Thin and Light Laptop, 17.3” FHD Display as well.  We also show a full buyer's guide, and a number of different options are available to help you find the most suitable one.

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[kingdomvaporwholesale]

Wondering Where to Buy RAW Papers Wholesale?

Do you have any smoking customers in your vape shop? Then you'll need to know where to buy wholesale rolling papers from popular brands like RAW papers. If you want to add some rolling papers to your inventory and want more information on the best rolling papers, we are here to help.

Rolling Papers Rolling papers, as the name implies, are thin papers used to roll tobacco and other smoking blends into cigarettes. These papers are usually sold in interleaved packages. There are numerous rolling paper brands available, including RAW, Element, Rizla, Zig Zag, EZ Wider, Juicy Jay, Randy's, OCB, and others.

Why are Rolling Papers Used? Rolling papers are an excellent choice for smokers who value flavor and convenience. Rolling papers have a nice, clean flavor as well. Unlike pipes, which accumulate burnt residue, rolling papers always provide a fresh, flavorful smoke.

A pack of rolling papers is also basically the smallest smoking device that can be carried. You can roll anywhere if you have enough skill and something to smoke.

Rolling papers, in addition to being convenient, are designed to produce a slow and even smoke. The quality of the cigarettes will obviously depend on the skill of the roller, and they are designed to slow and control the burn.

Types of Rolling Papers Many smokers will have differing views on which rolling papers are the best to use. Rolling paper, such as the kind that comes with rolling tobacco, is usually a semi-translucent white and made of flax, rice straw, hemp, and other natural fibers. While still quite thin, these are the thickest and most forgiving rolling papers available. This makes them ideal for both new and experienced rollers.

Hemp papers are one of the most popular types of rolling papers. These papers are made entirely of hemp plant fibers and are typically unbleached, giving them a tannish brown color. Hemp papers are typically quite thin and can be more difficult to roll with.

The advantage of hemp alternatives such as RAW papers is that they add less flavor than thicker rolling papers. Some smokers even find that the subtle flavor that untreated hemp papers add to smoke is more enjoyable than standard paper. RAW hemp papers are a popular choice, with everything from standard rolling papers to massive RAW pre-rolled cones that can be easily packed and smoked.

Rice papers are the thinnest available. These papers are typically off white in color and very translucent. They can be difficult to roll with because they are so thin and prone to tearing, but they add almost no flavor to the smoke.

Even for beginners, rice papers can be surprisingly forgiving. If a cigarette is too loosely rolled or has a tear, smokers can always roll it up in another rice paper to tighten things up and should barely notice the difference.

Where to Find Raw Papers Wholesale? Wondering where you can buy RAW papers wholesale? You can find plenty of options from RAW and other rolling papers brands along with everything a vape shop might need at Kingdom Vapor's online wholesale vape shop.

[claudiadeanworldau]

Difference Between Leotards and Tights?

After receiving your child's dance school uniform list, you expect to have to buy leotards, tights, and shoes, but you're surprised to see a unitard included as well. It's not clear what a unitard is, so why does your kid require both?

What is the difference between ballet leotards for women and unitards? When it comes to leotards, there are several styles and cuts to choose from; they may be high or low cut; they can even be boy-cut like underwear. Body and legs (typically up to the ankles) are both covered by a unitard, a skintight one-piece. Full, cap, or no sleeves may be seen on a leotard, whereas camisole straps can be found on unitards.

You're surrounded by a blanket of crisp, clean air. ‘ With a newfound feeling of self-confidence, it's time to put away the bulky sweaters, pumpkin spice lattes, and tight-fitting armor. Cold weather is the greatest time of year for pretending my legs don't exist since I'm short and my calves are too large to fit into boots with a typical width. Below you'll find a comparison of the many styles of leg-sheaths on the market.

To begin, put on a pair of pantyhose. In terms of hosiery, pantyhose are the thinnest option; they're usually made of nylon, are transparent, and vary in denier from 8 to 30. Over-the-the-foot and waist-extending styles are popular in these footwear options.

Tights with a denier of 40 to 100 are generally thicker than pantyhose and may range from virtually transparent to opaque. While they may be created from a number of fabrics and styles (unlike pantyhose), these tights are often footed and worn underneath a dress or skirt. Tights are the elastic legwear used under a leotard, tutu, or any other kind of costume by dancers and acrobats.

Footed garments come in a wide range of fabrics, designs, and weights, including stockings. Tights and these may be worn together in certain situations. Suspenders and a garter belt may also be used to describe clothing that only reaches the upper thigh and not the waist. The medical sector uses "stockings" instead of tights or pantyhose to refer to tight leg bandages or wraps that are employed in specific types of treatments, such as compression stockings.

Lastly, leggings are the only option opaque enough to be worn without restriction in lieu of genuine pants (the Oxford English Dictionary even classifies them as "tight-fitting trousers made of a stretch fabric," in case you're like me and receive your fashion advice from ancient dictionaries). Different fabrics, colors and patterns are available for best ballet leotard. From the ankle or lower leg up to the waist, they are non-footed and do not have soles. Yoga pants, on the other hand, are its baggy, bell-bottomed relative to the tight-fitting leggings. This makes them suitable for both sports and days when you just don't want to wear pants.

In order to differentiate between ballet leotards for women and tights, tight clothing that covers the legs and occasionally the waist must be tight enough to be considered leggings. Leggings may be worn like pants, but they're more thicker and don't have any feet. In order to conceal the foot, tights must be worn beneath another piece of clothing.

Transparency vs. distinctiveness of the feet is an interesting debate to have. While some manufacturers refer to their products as "leggings," others refer to them as "footless tights."

Although they seem similar, stockings are not the same as tights or leggings since they do not have a seam down the middle like other garments.

#balletleotards #bestballetwear #balletshop #dance leotards

[friendlyneighborhood-writer]

Happy WBW!

What's the religion and mythology in your WIP like? How does it affect the culture, characters, theme, and plot? If your WIP has prominent mythology and or religion in it, what are the main deities and what are some popular myths? How to the people in your WIP feel about the deities they believe in? If there's a popular religion, how widespread is it and are there any well known leaders? Any common practices and or teachings? What about people who don't follow the most common religion, what's it like for them in your WIP? etc etc etc.... (you don't have to answer all of these questions, they're just suggestions for what you could share <3)

Happy WBW!! Thanks for the ask <3

I love this question because there are a few discussions about religion in The Realm Beneath The Sea, and I spent a lot of time thinking about what the common beliefs are.

So I’ll start off with Tristan. Tristan is from a country (it has a name, I swear, I’m just not entirely fond of it yet) that believes in Spirits. Spirits are kind of personifications of concepts, so you have the Sun Spirit, the Moon Spirit, The Sea Spirit, etc… There are a lot of them. Every river and forest has its own Spirit. There are myths that the Spirits used to be humans with a very special connection to the things they became Spirits of upon their death, and we do learn where those myths have come from in the story. Most people have a single Spirit they feel closest to, kind of like a patron saint. For Tristan, this was the Spirit of the Mountain. This changes by the end of the story, however.

Evi and her Tribe have similar beliefs, except rather than believing in Spirits as personifications, they believe in the ghosts of their ancestors guiding them. Since elves rarely die, there’s a very limited amount of those ghosts. Every one of them has their own day on which they’re honoured with a festival that has its own specific manners of celebrations, and on the solstices —when the veil between the realms of the living and the dead is the thinnest— there are big celebrations for all of them.

Sage, Rylan, and Ignatius are all from Mercadia. The most common belief in Mercadia is that in a god-like entity, but even that is rarely believed. Mercadia is a very corrupt, broken country, and most people simply lost faith as their country deteriorated. Ignatius is one of them; the circumstances in which Sage grew up led her to never having that faith in the first place. Sage does believe in sailor’s superstitions and tall tales though.

Rylan is more open to religions, though. He’s very curious about the world, and you could consider him an agnost. He’s not sure if he believes in anything, but if he were to believe in something, it would be the Spirits. To him, that just makes the most sense.

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[moremoneytips]

How To Care For Your Skin And Keep It Healthy

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How To Care For Your Skin And Keep It Healthy

Skin care plays a very important part in your life. Since your skin is something that everyone can see, and you will always have the same skin for your whole life, then it is very important to take care of it and keep it in the best shape that you can. This article will provide you with some of the more helpful skin care tips of the many available to you.

One of the best things you can remember for great skin is to eat the right kind of foods. A healthy balanced diet of key foods will help you to have good skin. Eat a good diet of things like nuts, seeds, eggs, and plenty of raw fruits and vegetables.

If you want healthy skin, don’t smoke. Think of your skin as just another organ – a very large organ – but an organ nonetheless. Every organ in your body needs proper circulation to stay healthy. By smoking you restrict this circulation, leading to poor organ health. Instead of your organs getting a fresh supply of oxygen laden blood, they’re getting toxins and poisons.

One of the most basic things that you can do for great skin is to drink plenty of water. Make sure that you get in 8 glasses a day so that you can flush your system out, which will allow for your face to look clearer and more healthy looking. It will help present a nice glow from the inside out.

You should apply a moisturizer to the skin after washing and toning. Moisturizers are lotions that lessen wrinkles, soften skin, and reduce dryness. Different skin types require different moisturizers. A person with oily skin should use a gel based moisturizer. A person with drier skin should use a cream or lotion based moisturizer.

If you are trying to get better skin care, start out by trying to use a lesser expensive product. Not only do the more popular brands cost more, but they can also contain things that may irritate your skin and cause you to get worse skin than what you started with.

One of the most overlooked parts of your face, when it comes to skin care tips is your lips. Your lips play a vital role throughout your entire skin care agenda and have some of the thinnest skin on your entire body. It is important that you take extra steps to ensure that this delicate skin remains safe and well taken care of.

During dry winter months, it’s important to keep your skin as moist as possible. Dry skin is uncomfortable, unattractive and sometimes, painful. Hand lotion is cheap and will keep your hands moist. Other lotions can be used anywhere on the body. Make sure to also keep lip balm handy, as chapped lips can be a nuisance.

With proper care, your skin will stay in good shape for a long time. If you use the tips provided to you in this article, you can greatly increase your chances of having nice skin throughout your entire life. Always remember that your skin is not replaceable and that you will have it for your whole life. To that end, it should be well taken care of.

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An Engagement Ring Guide - How to Pick the Perfect Band for the Fiancee

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