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[digitaldiarystuff]

Bad Liar Pt.3

note: thank you for all your comments about the direction of the story and this is a long story, let’s see what happens next

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summary: you are in a long time situationship with pedri and you’re falling more and more everyday hoping he feels the same until you discover a secret changing everything

pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Y/N

genre: pure angst

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It had been two months since your last talk with Pedri and your life seemed to change drastically. You didn’t speak at all, even when he called one night out of the blue at 3 a.m. you didn’t answer. You were afraid of what he was going to say because even after everything you would’ve ran to him if he said he’s feeling horrible. That’s why you went no contact, just watching his games and pre and post interviews just to hear his voice, your friends strongly disagreed about you watching them but you told them you needed it.

His relationship seemed to end, since there was no updated stories or outings caught by the paparazzi but you can never be sure, what if he used the same tactics on her, telling her they should hide just so they don’t hurt her.

You went through every stage of grief.

Denial, you often found yourself thinking this wasn’t real, that in some fucked up way he was lying to you to protect you or that he loved you and that’s why he tried getting rid of you so you can be better off.

Anger, then came the time when you wrecked your room when you saw one of his hoodies sitting on your closet, you threw a tantrum and shattered the one framed picture you had together. Pedri was not into selfies, or so he has said but he liked this one so much that he got it framed for you. You threw all your belongings around in that state and felt pure anger in your veins. How could he?

Bargaining, you tried making deals with yourself, if you could go 2 days without thinking about him you could watch his game but it was no use. You couldn’t stop thinking about him as you couldn’t not watch his games.

Depression, this was the hardest stage yet. You felt empty and couldn’t even move for days at a time. You couldn’t eat which made you lose weight and since you’re not fed, you had even less energy to wake up. It lasted for a long period when you couldn’t even focus on your tests so not only you’ve lost him you also slipped up on your academic life. Everything started spiraling.

Then came the acceptance, where you slowly wrap your mind around what happened and there’s nothing you could do to prevent it. It wasn’t your fault but the only person hurting was also you. You didn’t need this, you had to start over and let go of him for yourself. You started attending classes again and taking care of yourself, went on long walks around the neighborhood started drinking water a lot more and did skin treatments for the breakouts you had over the last couple of months. Yes you were sad but life goes on, if people can start over at any point then so can you.

You reconnected with your friends after a long time without any. You thought they’d be mad but they were incredibly supportive of your decision to be better and tried everything they could. They even helped you to get rid of everything that reminded you of him. His clothes, perfume bottle, shaving cream and the groceries you had just for his visits. You felt like throwing a party of yourself with those trash bags but you didn’t mind. You even got rid of the christmas tree, christmas already came and go but knowing he helped you decorate it, you couldn’t look at it without breaking down. But now, your apartment looked so fresh with some new plants and different aesthetic, it was dark and gloomy before.

You decided to post a story of your new living space after being mia for months. You were proud of your progress.

ynyln

You checked your phone after a minute to see who viewed it and saw his name at the top of the list. He didn’t react or dm’ed you just saw it in 20 seconds which made you wonder if he had your post notifications on but you quickly shrugged the idea and blocked him on everything. You hadn’t thought of it until now because he never tried reaching you.

The next day you met Rosa, a close friend of yours for an afternoon coffee after your classes and caught up with what’s going on in her life. She was doing good and so were you.

“Btw, Mateo’s been asking about you nonstop.” giggled Rosa.

“Why?” you curiously asked.

“Why? How can you be so blind, he’s obsessed with you.” she said. Mateo was a classmate of yours and he did have a flirty personality but you never paid much attention to it because your mind was always elsewhere.

“I didn’t realize.” you confessed.

“Well, you should. Just a heads up he’s coming over here and I have to handle some family business so have fun on your date. Trust me you’ll thank me later.” she said as she stood up to greet him.

He hugged her and then looked at you.

“I like the new hair, you look great.” he smiled politely and you rose from your chair to hug him as well. You were still shocked at Rosa’s devilish plan and she was smirking to you as she said she had to leave.

“Do you want a refill?” Mateo asked when Rosa left. You didn’t even realize your cup was empty.

“That would be great.” you handed him the cup and he went to the counter.

This was the first time you had your eyes open for a while and you took in his appearance, he was tall and muscular, you knew he liked going to the gym but never cared to actually realize how good he looked. He was also a brunette but his hair was much lighter than… Pedri. You quickly shook your head and tried getting rid of Pedri’s image. You were giving yourself a chance to move on and he wasn’t going to stop you.

It was 3 months after your first date with Mateo and you were seeing each other ever since. It was going pretty good, even though you weren’t in love with him but you really liked him. And you realized love can only hurt you and you were better off without it. Mateo was safe, he was willing to go with your pace never pushing you for anything. You told him pretty early in your relationship that you don’t feel comfortable being intimate with him now, he knew of your past but didn’t know who it was but assured you it was okay and you should take your time. Tonight was his birthday, he wanted to celebrate with only you but his friends wanted to throw him a party at a club in the heart of the city. You knew this club, Pedri sometimes visited it but of course he never wanted to take you. When you first heard the name of the place, you felt like fainting but after checking the fixture you realized it was a match day. You haven’t watched any games since your 4th date with Mateo, you figured it’d be disrespectful and you were trying to get on with your life. Since it was a match day, you knew it was unlikely Pedri would be there. He was a homebody and didn’t really liked going out after matches. You texted Mateo a paragraph celebrating his birthday and telling how excited you were to be with him tonight. He thanked you and said he can’t wait. Tonight also had another big meaning, you felt like you were ready to finally be with him, fully. Everything was going great and he was a genuine person, you found it hard to believe at first but he seemed like a person you can trust.

You met everyone at the club around 10. You were wearing a strapless white short dress and did your hair in a slicked back ponytail while Mateo was wearing a white button up shirt, you properly looked like a couple without even trying. As you danced around the crowd with champagne glasses in your hands, your friend took a picture of you that you loved, everything looked so good. Mateo asked if he could post it as a story and you knew he was just trying to ask you to do the same. You never posted or tagged each other before, you knew he wanted to but you couldn’t. Even though Pedri wasn’t in your list anymore, showing everyone you were with someone didn’t sit right with you. Maybe he fucked your mind so much that you didn’t know what’s the norm anymore. Still, you were slightly uncomfortable but it was Mateo’s birthday and you didn’t want to upset him and agreed. You both posted the picture on your stories and put your phones back to your pockets enjoying the rest of the night.

ynyln tagged @mateoln

You stumbled out the club a few hours later, Mateo was beyond drunk and he was holding onto his best friend like a koala. He drank so much and you started to feel a little out of place, you were never a heavy drinker and preferred your boyfriend do the same. But it was his big night and you didn’t want to scold him for not holding back, maybe he needed this.

But seeing him utterly intoxicated waiting for a cab made you sober up even more, he didn’t even know where he was or who he was with. You knew he went out to party once a week with his friends but never questioned, was he like this every time?

“Are you coming to his house?” his best friend asked you after putting him in the backseat. They were going to crash there tonight.

“Um, no no I have an early class tomorrow I should get some rest. Text me when you arrive though.” you said and waved at them as the cab slowly turned around going in his way.

You requested an uber and got out in front of your building. You walked in and out of the elevator with some thoughts in your head, you thought tonight you’d give yourself to him but he was so off that he wouldn’t even remember if you did. Also, why weren’t you sad and more relieved that you hadn’t shared any moments like that? You slowly opened the door and went in, seeing a figure on the couch sitting with their elbows on their knees. You started to scream and search for the light switch. As you pressed it, the figure came close to you and shushed you. That’s when you realized who it was and stopped squirming and trying to escape although maybe you should have.

“Pedri?” you asked confused and terrified. “What are you doing here? How- How did you”

“I used the spare key under the rug.” he said and you could smell the alcohol from a mile away. He was slurring a little and his eyes hardly focused as they went from your face to your dress to the apartment behind you.

“What’s going on?” you asked as you hung your coat and purse.

“Where’s he?” he asked head low.

“Who?” you asked trying to understand why he was here after months and months drunk out of his mind and broke into your apartment without you knowing. He went to try to sit down as you washed your hands quickly and poured him some water.

“Mateo.” he hissed like saying the name made him feel disgusted and you realized he must’ve seen your story.

“But how did you- Gavi.” you cut yourself off, even though you blocked Pedri, you liked his younger best friend and didn’t see a reason to cut him off too. Gavi probably sent your photo to him. You saw him struggling trying to sit down on the couch and held his arm for some support.

“How much did you drink?” you asked annoyed. One drunk man was bad enough and now you had to deal with two.

“Tell me, are you with him?” he finally sat straight and looked at you with puppy eyes. His under eye bags were looking even more deep and his eyes were bloodshot. You couldn’t help but feel awful at his state, your heart started beating so much more since the moment you laid eyes on him than in the previous months of being with Mateo but you couldn’t break right now.

“Pedri, I don’t think you being here is a good idea. We’re both in relationships and this is not right.” you said and even if this was true, your intention was to find out if he’s still with her.

He said nothing and just threw his phone slowly at your side of the couch. You yelped but didn’t touch it, not sure why he did that.

“Go through my phone.” he said.

“Why?”

“Go through it and see everything for yourself. I’m not in a relationship, I’m not even talking to anyone else than my family.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Was he telling the truth and even if he was, was this really the way he wanted to tell you

“Why are you telling me this? Is this supposed to make a difference?”

He shuffled closer to you to hold your arms making you look up at him.

“I’m a mess, I fucked up, I hurt you and deserve every bad thing in the world. I know it’s not fair for me to get mad at you for moving on but” he sighed and searched your eyes “But I can’t” you closed your eyes trying hard to not cry. But soon your tears started rolling down your face and Pedri quickly wiped them and hid your face in his chest trying to calm you. He stroke your hair and whispered it’s okay over and over. You hated him but it worked, it always did. His words, his voice and eyes made you feel like everything was going to be okay and you were afraid of just falling under his spell again.

“Pedri you can’t do this to me.” you said in a small voice.

“I know I’m sorry but I can’t go on like this, I’m selfish and I don’t deserve you but if you let me I can show you how much I’ve changed. How much I want you.” he said as his eyes slowly turned to your lips, his voice got huskier and you self consciously licked your lips and he kissed you. As his lips landed on yours, it felt like you were at home, it felt so warm and familiar. After many months, you finally felt safe and comfortable and his movements were so much softer than you remembered. Before, most of your kisses were filled with lust and happened in a rush but this one felt like he was genuinely showing you his love.

Not good enough.

You pulled back and looked at him. His eyes were softer and much more hopeful but this wasn’t going to make you cave. If he really wanted this, he needed to tell you, showing wasn’t enough.

“Give me a reason.” you slowly said.

“Because you want to.”

“It’s not good enough.”

“Because I want you to.”

“Not good enough. Give me the true reason. Three words, eight letters. Say it and I’m yours.” you said with pleading eyes. You needed him to say it.

“I” he started. “I-“

“Thank you, that’s all I needed to hear.” you said and freed yourself from his touch. You didn’t even look at him.

“You can get out, stay here I don’t care. Just be gone in the morning.” you stated and went into your bedroom shutting the door harshly. You can’t let him destroy you again.

As you sat on the bed sobbing you heard the front door shut and realized he was a coward and a liar all over again.

You hated him.

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note: ok listen to me i’m sorry i used blair and chuck’s scene but while i was writing it was the only thing that felt right and i’m so in my feelings rn hope you like it and part 4 will be up 2 days later so stay tuned 💔

please please tell me how this is going comments really help me🥹

[hivemire]

so! I said I'd tell something about miss rachele, my rogue trader

rachele might have not always carried the von valancius last name, but still was born to comfortable nobility and all it entails under the gaze of the god-emperor. one of all too many sisters, she was the sole one to visibly inherit some stray voidborn genes fluctuating here and there in the family pool; aesthetically this has no true consequence except making of her a bleached, stretched out copy of her siblings, far too pale and far too tall, reaching the height of 190cm. the skin she conceals with treatment and makeup. the height she stresses even further with heels whenever possible. turns out there is no shortage of advantages in towering over most, especially when you carry blue blood in your veins too.

the fact that far too many sisters had been existing for longer than she means that rachele understood early and clear that she was not going to participate in any game of inheritance, no matter how well read or ruthless she was. instead, she turned her efforts towards the military. through both personal skill and an equal amount of nepotism she managed to obtain herself a career in the imperial navy, becoming an officer of sort of local renown. she might not be the best shot, but she is a leader. though an ant in the immense mechanisms of the empire, she is respected, looked up to. she settles feudal disputes. she wins battles. her star is rising, and shining brighter with each passing day.

it makes her reckless. at one point rachele, daughter of nobles still, is abducted for ransom- unused to true threat, always too loud and too confident that if not her rank then her blood will shield her from any consequences, she does not believe something during this stay could happen to her. of course, she is wrong. it is not long before she is rescued, but enough for her to be recovered with severe physical damages. her wealth can buy much, but cannot buy miracles. one leg, despite surgery, will remain permanently weaker than the other.

her right hand is unsalvageable. it is amputated, and replaced with an augmetic. it's fine steel. it is still less of her flesh.

this event mars her in the mind indelibly. if even before rachele was as callous and cruel as your average noblewoman- firmly believing that it was her birthright to be as abominable as pleased on account of her status- this event bends her in an even worse direction. worse: it confirms that then what she believed is true. the world truly is divided in who holds the whip and who is flogged; she intends to never again lose her hold on hers.

time passes. scars grow. she turns 44. somehow, impossibly, she is summoned by the head of the von valancius dynasty. the rest is history.

rachele is ultimately a woman with close to no true redeeming qualities. she is a selfish, insensitive hypocrite with a sadistic slant, and it is safe to always assume that any generosity on her part is purely performed for her own interest. she is the center of her own world. anyone else is to be used and discarded as she sees fit. but, probably, should one manage to somehow garner her respect, it could be possible to become her "friend". still I simply cannot advice that! 0/10 woman she just really sucks

[cherrysoulth]

STAGGERING

💕Pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Seokjin

✏️Genre/au: Non-Canon, Action, Smut, Romance, Complicated relationships, Mafia AU

✏️Rating: PG 18+, explicit

📝Wordcount: 5070

⚠️chapter warnings: Explicit smut, death threats, ownership, toxic masculinity pokes, patriarchal, hierarchy, spoken mxm

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A/N: Hii! Did you stumble across this work? Glad you're here 😊 Please, let me know your thoughts once you are finished. Feedback keeps me motivated to write 😁

This one-shot is inspired by a story that I'm writing, called: Sandman. There's another one, also inspired on Sandman, called: Finally Alone and Golden hour

I will post Sandman only for paid members once it's finished. (Memberships won't be available until I the story is completed)

Note that English is not my first language, so please if you find grammar mistakes, let me know. :)

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You love the visual aspect of Kim's Manor. The changes Namjoon made after their father died, to make it more in his style, has paid off. The sun bathes the stone walls outside retaining the warmth and somehow when you lean on them in the late afternoon, they feel like you are leaning against the man himself.

That's not all; the place is much greener, a lot less rigid than his father's aesthetic. But it still holds a majestic escence that simply seems to flow through them like the blue blood flows through the Min's veins.

Past the entrance hall, the interior makes you feel at home, but as you step in through the magnificent hardwood door, the first welcome to the house gives of "don't get too comfortable" vibes. Adequate, to get uninvited guests in and out in record time.

Two, also magnificent, spiral sets of stairs lead to the first floor, guarded at the top by men in black suits. Down, there's a double door in between and in front of it, two regal navy-blue, velvet sofas that look as comfortable to sit on as they are; hard cushoned surfices, beautiful to look at but nothing else. However, it is the emptiness of the space and the white walls that make you feel like you are not expected to stay.

His office is on the left, the only double doors on that side, with a toilet room. Although, outside, there's another one for the guests that almost hides behind the spiral set of stairs at that side. On the right, is access to the visitor's garden, where a couple fountains let water fall over a pebbled pond with Koi fish the size of your forearm and some different indigenous species that are way too freshly put in for you to have had the time to learn.

The double door in between the stairs, rigid and uninviting as it looks, it's the first opening to the comforts of the house.

It leads to the kitchen with a private chef and a table for four. The dining room is on the right, after a set of french doors, with an impressive table of eighteen seats, only used in special events, needless to say.

A long hallway leads to the private gardens, on the left. On the right, at the end, an integrated door matching the walls leads to Namjoon's private art gallery, where you have been spending your free time the last couple of days. Trying to skip the reality you live in, the few hours you are allowed to do so; maybe even trying to skip the princess-like treatment you get in this house, you let the art speak to you in whispers.

It makes you uncomfortable, to say the least, to be helped out of your shoes when you come back from outside. Unfortunately, you know Namjoon's mannerism doesn't allow him to offer less from his house service.

As a teenager it used to make you fly away, forget the calamities befalling on your destiny. But after so many years of not being a family guest, it just reminds you of how easy things were when they looked so complicated; when you didn't know or do all that you have.

The nostalgia has your attention on the gloomy paintings of Namjoon's little museum. But it is this one particular painting that has you fixated. It's not new, you had set your eyes on it briefly before, six months ago, when you noticed things had been moved around. That's how long it's been since you last stepped in the house, you realise and your vision blurs before you flicker your lashes to take in the painting once again.

It's the Water Lily Pond by Claude Monet that sure has cost Namjoon a pretty penny. Whatever they have displayed at the museum is a replica. This time, well known by the government, since they never purchased the original. They think the original burned, when it was simply never meant for the public by its last owner.

The oil painting makes you feel something undefined and clear at the same time with many reads to be done from its brush strokes. For you, it gets personal. You can’t see the other side of the bridge in your life either, the gloomy sensation, it feels like a representation of your current state in life.

Even having broken up with Seokjin, with no openings for a misunderstanding or for him to think there was a way back, he still has eyes on you. Depriving you from redoing your life at the emotional level, no other man is allowed to be with you, under the clear and known threat that he is.

Seokjin, in his patriarchal mind, isn't so worried about you spending time with women in private. Even if you slept with them, you know he would just see it the same way he would if you masturbate. To him, that isn’t real sex, or a threat to his domain over you.

When it comes to men, the story is completely different. If one is to become close enough to ask for a date, daring to, he would soon receive a warning from one of Seokjin's men. If ignored, you have already experienced the distress of having your company taken out of a restaurant by two men and have to physically fight Seokjin himself. Needless to say, he didn't win that fight and you only saw him again in the street, running away from you.

The only men allowed around you are Jimin and Seokjin's business partners. The first wouldn't cross his brother, neither does he have that interest in you, and the seconds guide themselves by the same rules Seokjin does; one of them being to not get involved with a partner's woman, even if they have broken up.

You get startled when weight sets at your side on the round, modern-leather ottoman seat. Taehyung, still in his pyjamas, sits next to you, looking at the same painting with his back perfectly straight against nothing. The cotton of the textil looks so well on his body, he could pass for a model inside this particular room.

"It makes me think of you," he mutters, before meeting your eyes.

"Why is that?" you ask him, looking at the painting again and you feel him shift to stare at it too, pressing a palm on the seat, next to your thigh.

"You are trapped on one side of the bridge, without knowing how to get or what to expect at the other side. The gloomy image and how you can’t see the water… Seokjin is under it, ready to break that bridge, no matter how many times it gets constructed," he whispers, leaning closer and Hyunjin moves away to pace the room automatically.

"One could say you read my mind," you reply, letting your back fall over the soft and comfortable surface, big enough to fit two people lying down on it. Three copies of this same furniture, in an autumn palette, are placed in the room to view the art displayed, strategically put in front of Namjoon's favourite pieces. You know the fact they are this big it's for him to be able to nap if he feels like it. This place is his sanctuary, after all.

"I know you," he says, in a low tone that makes your skin set in goosebumps. "I know you crave for the freedom he doesn't allow you to have, but also that you are not selfish enough to let someone get hurt to obtain such freedom." He lets his upper body fall too as he speaks and with his last word, he looks at you sideways. Like that, you stay looking at each other for a few minutes.

You see it again in his eyes; the unregretful love and you feel tears prickle in your eyes. "How did I stay so long in love with him?" you whisper, closing them. Your throat hurts so much from all the contained crying at this point, you have to hawk to clear it.

"Hyunjin!"

"Yes, sir."

"Go to the city and bring us those pastries the lady loves so much," he orders and you open your eyes when the guard comes near and stops right at your side, waiting for your approval.

"Go, I'll be fine," you tell him and he bows, leaving the room and closing the door behind himself.

Your eyes fall on Taehyung again. "It wasn't your fault to fall for him. He was always good to you. Hell, he still is." A certain sourness can be heard in his tone to those last words but you can only guess why. "He's never wronged you directly, neither was his intention," he mutters letting his eyes fall on you staggering you with his way of speaking. "I'm not defending him. Hell knows I had to hide from him for almost a year, until he got bored, to now kiss his ass," he concedes. "I'm just saying it's normal that you fell. Besides, he's older, and you clearly have to have daddy issues with the Hitman raising you." You slap him in the chest with a pout and he scoffs, closing one eye, "Hah-auch…" He grabs your wrist, chuckling.

"You have daddy issues," you scowl, not really angry at him.

"To let Seokjin give it to me while you were naked next to us, I surely have," he mutters and his admission makes the words Seokjin said that day make a lot of sense. Taehyung has always been in love with you and would do anything to be as close as the circumstances allow him.

"Do you regret it?" you mutter, starting to play with the lacey edge of your silk pyjama shirt. The fabric is soft, new, courtesy of Jimin’s good mood.

"The only thing I regret is not having had the balls to kick his ass when he pulled me off the bed the way he did and take you right before his eyes." You are astonished by his statement. That would have been his death on the spot; he had to hide for a year, only for trying to touch you at that moment. Seokjin wouldn't have hesitated after what you saw in his eyes. "You knew, right?"

"Know what?" you reply, being caught off guard.

"That I was in love with you," he confesses. "Am."

"I didn't know then… I actually thought you wanted to sleep with him, not me, at that time." you admit and he frowns, surprised. "You seemed to enjoy flirting and feeling him so much–"

"I did," he confesses. "One thing doesn't take away the other but it was a means to an end. If that was the only way to have you at least once, show you in another way my love, and then just have to be your friend forever; I had to take it, and make the most of it." His voice sounds soft but he hufs right after. "Seokjin has always been attractive and I maybe fancied a taste," he says, touching his lips with two fingers, making you smirk.

"You really have your own way through life, don't you?" you ask him, turning on your back again, a smile lingering on your face; looking at the fresco on the ceiling representing your galaxy. If you could only touch the sky for a moment.

"If I had my own ways–" He cuts himself off propping on his elbow to look at you from your left flank. His other hand approaches your face and he caresses your chin with his index finger. Without thinking you grab said hand and kiss the finger, making his eyes bulge. When they soften, he lets out the air he was holding, parting his lips. "Fuck it," he mumbles and leans over to catch you by surprise with a kiss.

You simply can't resist the touch of his moist lips slipping his taste through the spaces and your hands meet the long threads at the back of his head. The hand at your chin travels down towards your shoulder and keeps its way down until it settles on your waist, right under your ribs.

The kiss doesn't intensify for a while because he is still trying to adjust to the fact it is happening, like the time you were on top of him. You have simply craved his touch so much that you'll take whatever he wants to give and he feels too good to be rushed.

But as you relax into it, your own need plays a part and you allow yourself to pull him closer, sliding a hand underneath his chest and to his back. Automatically, he loses balance on his elbow and his half hovering body falls on yours. The gentle touch of his knee against yours, turning into his hip against your crotch. Both of you gasp and you feel him twitch.

He tries to recover his balance and the safe distance parting his lips, all flustered, caught off guard. You take the chance to use the buttons you know are placed somewhere at your right, looking for them with your palm. You move away when you find the remote, infused in the seat and let your head hang to see what to touch. Pushing two buttons all the black blinders of the room slowly draw down and the light goes off, allowing the fluorescent blue-purplish painting on the ceiling to illuminate the whole space.

You let your head fall back on the seat, looking up and you can see him do the same with the corner of your eyes. The image of him is as if out of a fairy tale; his pure heart, still alive somewhere within his observing dreamy eyes. Your only reason to draw the blinds, to let the art-form of reality take the protagonism, is to hide the transgression you intend on allowing.

It's been going on for too long. You are not a thing to be owned, you never were, and Seokjin knew that from the beginning. You made it clear you had your own mind; your own way to live and that was what had him fall for you. Now, after letting him toy with you for almost a year, play the owner; the bet is over and Taehyung is too much of a crave for you. Now, you will allow your friend to get something he wants as much as you do.

You hook your ankle behind his thigh, drawing him to you. "We've already crossed lines. We might as well die taking it to the furthest one."

"You won't, but I'll gladly make him stop breathing if he comes for me," Taehyung says. "As I told you, I'm done with his bullshit," he expresses and you simply put a hand on his face. He leans closer and his lips trace the same paths they have a minute ago.

"This time I want you to cum on or in me… not your pants," you mutter parting from his lips and he lets his forehead fall to your side, cracking up.

After wheezing, he finally finds his voice, "I was trying to keep the set boundaries and get you off, I don't know who kept it going until I spilled…" he whispers against your earlobe and then bites it before meeting your face again. "You better be on the pill because I've wanted to fill up this pussy of yours since the first time I saw it." You giggle at his statement but then look at the way his face doesn't match the one of pure lust.

In his perfection, with those straight locks like a curtain over your forehead, his eyes are the ones of love again, devotion even. That reminds you of Seokjin, he still looks at you like that, when you give him the time to be in your presence longer than a minute but that thought only breaks your heart further. If he wasn't so sick in his obsession for you, things would have been perfect. You loved him, maybe you even still do, even if you can't forgive his ways. You always have. As far as your memory goes, he was always there, he was always kind to you; to the point of making you fall for him in your teenage years.

A single tear falls from the corner of your left eye to your temple, raw feelings cutting through you like knives. You can’t do it. You are convinced, once Seokjin finds out, there will be no hiding behind Namjoon for Taehyung, there will be no place on earth for him to be safe. There, your love for him, or both, makes you take the wise decision to back off. After all, if Seokjin did know about what happened, he wouldn't wait three days to retaliate. If he had eyes in the house and saw you humping the man on top of you right now, true to his word, Taehyung wouldn't have lived to tell the tale.

When you move to get away, however, Taehyung pulls you back into place, "Talk to me," he whispers, putting his forehead against yours.

"I can't do this," you say with a shaky voice. "Risk your life to have one moment of passion, like this–"

"It's not a moment of passion," he cuts. "I know you wouldn't even consider sleeping with me if there wasn't something else." Your eyes dwell on his for a second and you suddenly realise its the truth. You never had eyes for anyone else but Seokjin, even during the time he practically disappeared. No one but Taehyung. He was there, with his boxy smile and that one playful look that made your heart skip a beat. You gasp and he hums. "See?" You pinch him for his cockiness but it only makes him laugh. "I don't plan on risking my life only to get my dick wet. I've never been so stupid."

"Then what?" You are astonished, once more.

"I say we run away," he mutters. "I have the financials to start over anywhere. Maybe we could even do what we do best somewhere else." Then he cuts himself off, away from the daydream. "For now, let's make love."

He moves over you until his hips are perfectly against yours and his hardness, once more, threatens the stability of your mental state. A grunt escapes him when he thrusts over you, making you wet as you gasp. The memory of his touch and the orgasm this same action withheld, dampening the soft fabric at your slick.

"Skip to it, Taehyung. I want you, I need you inside of me–" you moan with enraged skin, under him.

"Fuck–" he gasps and raises on his knees as quickly as his limbs allow, he gets a grasp of your pants and panties and pulls them off of you.

The eagerness sends you into overdrive and when he pulls his pants to his thighs and leans over with what you see as a thick, pre-cum coated head, you almost lose your breath. When it touches you, when the head slips through your folds, your body takes over and with the use of your heels over the back of his thighs, you push him further.

His head slides through your tight, moist walls and you only know you want him deeper. He lets out a growl, "Woman, I'm trying to hold myself–" he breathes out against your forehead and you can feel the tension of his muscles.

"Don't. Split me in half if you have to. I just want you de–" A shriek escapes you the moment he pulls slightly out and pushes fully in at one go.

It stings, that much is true, but you love feeling him trapped inside you more than pain matters. His forehead falls on yours as he breathes out loudly. His eyes are closed and his left hand reaches to your thigh, groping it and playing with the flesh to distract himself from how close he is to losing his shit.

Then he kisses the spot where his forehead was a second ago, repeatedly, but doesn’t move as his hand begins a cicle. It makes you feel sorry. Taehyung is tender with you and you think maybe this is fucking with him. "I'm sorry, bebe. I–"

"Don't apologise for your needs," he mutters against your skin. "No matter if you liked something grotesque, I would do anything to please you."

"But what about you?"

"Seeing you–there's no problem with me getting pleasure out of it." You reach with your hand to his hair again and this time, your lips are the ones to find his.

"Tae…" you say sweetly and he stops his motions to look at you once more. You kiss him and move slowly underneath him, indicating a pace. He gives in, engaging the same way you are and you make sure to meet him in the middle with your hips.

The grip in your thigh moves to the other side, as he uses his left arm to hold his weight now, but you are soon pushing him against you. His chest rests above yours and he has to move to get his knees flexed at the side of your cheeks, in order to thrust. The moment he separates from you, both your chest and between your legs, you pull off your shirt without a thought, feeling way too warm to keep it on.

His eyes fall on your breasts and he seems to stop breathing; the transparent lace fabric of your unwired bra holding them gently, feeling it ticklish against your pebeled niples under his glare. To his surprise, you lean forward with your upper body and stop him from lowering, letting your hands slide down.

His chest is ample and you feel his skin as you travel down the forms of his body. Without a six pack, Taehyung looks as warm as he feels, more tangible, yet the more you look at him and his figure, the more godlike he looks.

He is beyond handsome, which you were never blind to, but now you can perceive his energy on a whole, and it's almost overwhelming. Putting your hands back to the back of his neck, you stand on your knees, moving forward to cage his still hard girth between your thighs against your core. He growls slightly against your ear, "Damn…"

Somehow, you know you reciprocate what he is feeling. Pretty sure that it won't take much for him to make you cum. But you still place your lips on his throat in your intend to savour his skin. The mix between the thin layer of his musky scented sweat and the cotton scented soap he uses, blur your senses. Your fingers take a slight grip on his hair as you widen the range of your hickeys and he grabs your ass cheeks to push in and out of you. The way he presses up against your clit intentionally, making you moan against his pulse point, has you on edge quickly.

You follow his movement, coating the down part of his girth and ballsack with your essence. He suddenly lets go and grabbing you by the hips keeps a distance between you. "Amnon… I’m sorry but I'm not made of stone."

As soon as you hear that, you push him to lean down on his ass, between his legs as if sitting, and make your best efforts to squat grabbing his shaft to lead it inside of you before moving. "I'm gonna cramp on this one, bebe–" he mutters, putting his hands on your back to lean forward and let you fall, hands soon guiding your hips to dip inside you.

"Fuck me," you gasp, feeling him harshly against your front wall, pressing your G-spot.

"I'm about to," he says in a low octave, looking at you from above, keeping you in the half suspended position against his shaft.

He uses his bulky arms and his hips to catch a pace. Your moans mix with his grunts and the sound of flesh against flesh echoing in the spaceful room. The promise of a quick orgasm becomes true when the sharpness of its electricity befalls on your system. "Tae-" you gasp, feeling the air falter on your lungs to its proximity.

He keeps the pace going until you finally feel it lightning through your body with a loud, high-pitched moan and you see the fluorescent blue-purple fades in a mass of light above you. Without a warning he accelerates, making you cry out for your over-stimulated walls. Giving one last deep thrust touching your cervix, he lets his upper body fall over yours while chesty grunts escape him. His hips keep moving to a slower pace and as you feel his warmth spill inside, you realise what just happened. Your hands soon find his back as you embrace him, a smile is easy to notice against your throat as he lets his hands, still gripping on your hips, slide to your back imitating you. You smile too, drunken-dazed in your post orgasm state.

"Your brother is going to kill us…" you breathe out.

"Oh fuck…" he replies leaning backwards and you are quick to move a hand underneath your union.

"Careful there!" you warn as a little sample of the white, thick liquid spills in your hand.

"Fuck–" he mutters and suddenly pulls you by the hips as he moves backwards, keeping the same distance against your core until you are off the soft modern leather. "I'll pull out, hold it in your hand and I will go to the bathroom for paper towels." You can only nod and when he does as he said. As he allows you to stand, a bit more spills in your cupping palm.

He helps you clean it but when he tries to use some more paper to clean you down, you look at him surprised. He hands you the paper, slightly shy, after your reaction and you make use of it as he cleans himself. No long after you are dressed you feel some more drip down.

It's when you are wrapping up, getting the last items of clothes on, and the opening curtains don't reveal any stains, that you hear the calm footsteps at the other side of the door. Taehyung looks at it but before it even opens his eyes bulge.

You too, make a difference for the two sets and when Jungkook opens the door and waits for Seokjin to enter, your hairs stand only a bit higher. He takes a look at you first, as if detecting you directly above anything else but his eyes move to Taehyung right after, stopping on his tracks as Jungkook gets in and locks the door.

He wears an impeccable three piece, checkered, grey suit although you can tell he is not just freshly awakened. His hair is smooth but it's slightly imperfect on the left, as if he's been brushing it with his fingers too many times already.

When he paces towards the art at the other side, Taehyung makes the mistake to put himself in front of you, following the direction Seokjin is taking. His response is a chuckle and a snarl before he stops in front of the painting that opposes the Water Lily Pond, The oxbow from Thomas cole. A painting that depicts a storm moving from a green zone to a much arid one.

You might only guess why he likes it, but the fact that Jungkook stays in front of the door, blocking the only way out, tells you are just as trapped as you feel. It's when Seokjin turns on his heels and surrounds the bench to go your direction, that you know something is about to go down, especially since Jungkook steps away from the door too. This time, you are the one to try to cover up Taehyung with your body and Seokjin locks eyes with Jungkook who moves quickly, struggling with Taehyung to try to get a restraining hold of him.

Seokjin makes fast work with you and has you by the wrists against the wall next to the Monete. He sniffs you at the neck and takes a second before he meets you face to face, dark eyes and unreadable expressions drawn in his features. "Seems we couldn't behave after all…" he says in the lowest octave you know him capable of.

"We are broken up, I don't owe you shit," you grit between your teeth as you try to get him off but he moves both wrists together above your head, with a strength that you didn't think him capable of, and it causes you such shock that you stop fighting him.

"Is that so? No remorse… " he says and using his free hand he puts it between your skin and panties, inserting two fingers inside of you, scooping a bit as he draws them out. A white and transparent mix of substances coats them as he holds his hand up to look at the proof. "I thought you were smarter than this," he brings them to his face and sniffs the air. "As if the room didn't stink of it," he mutters.

He lets you go and takes his handkerchief out of the front pocket, cleaning his fingers with it, moving away towards Taehyung. "I think you forgot this inside of her." With his words he puts the fabric on Taehyung's pyjama's front pocket, without giving him a look and keeps walking.

Jungkook lets go of Taehyung and rushes to open the door for his master. "If this is what you choose, Amnon-" says Seokjin before he stops at the top step and turns to look. "My family will no longer be requiring your services," when he looks at the door, you see Jimin at the other side, who was looking at you but glances away. "You are given twenty-four hours to remove your belongings from our properties," he says calmly, looking at you again. "When it comes to you, Taehyung. I know your brother had no clue about your dishonouring attitude, which saves him, but you are no longer welcome in our association and no one will assist you in time of need," he explains.

"You wanted your freedom, Amnon, here you have it, with its full consequences," he says as he turns around and walks out. When Jungkook closes the door, he doesn't give even the smallest glance at you two.

Just like that, you have what you always wanted; you are out and free. Without drama, without having to run, without fear. Leaving behind all you had to learn to survive in this cruel world, all the morally curruptive things you had to be participant of after that night in the school.

Soon, that little sparkle of happiness fades, making you fall to your knees.

It means you will never get to see or talk to the people you have grown with, the people you love, your only people in the world. Your family. You are cut out in a straight line and no longer belong to their world. You are no longer part of their lives.

For the way things have presented, everything ends here. You won’t be allowed to say goodbye, to look at them for one last time, to hold them in your arms in an embrace, to tell them you love them.

It is simply over.

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[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

i saw your discussion post about hypersexualization and i wanted to give my two cents on it since it sounded interesting and ive had this internal conversation with myself on the ethics of it.

going on anon but the only necessary things to know about myself are that:

1) i write and draw fanart of these people that are both sfw and nsfw

2) im somewhere in the aromantic-asexual spectrum

in an objective sense, these idols and artists are definitely being hypersexualized by many fans. there are many who thirst, who definitely try and chase to see the idols in more skin and tight fitting clothes not just for the aesthetic appeal but also because it satiates an inner sexual desire. imho this isnt limited to kpop since celebrities of different backgrounds and industries get similar treatment (exhibit a: pedro pascal) but to be very real, its super prominent in kpop.

i find that bit unfortunate. whenever i consume official content from the kpop artists that i love and admire, i always try to consume them in ethical ways and i always want to humanize them. thats why i always think twice when i buy merchandise directly from stores because im very critical about capitalism and consumerism (im not getting into that now though lol). i genuinely only think that its a real danger or that lines are being crossed when these fantasies are trying to be realized or brought to light in front of the artist. thats why i cringe at fanservice and adjacent things: youre pushing your y/n fantasies on the artist when i feel like you should know if theyre even comfortable about it first. :/

where the lines start to blur is when we talk about rpf (real person fiction) ethics. i personally engage in rpf and even rpf nsfw, which probably should contradict what i just said earlier: i think its a little more different than that. whenever im in these spaces, its like a switch turns because at this point, i dont see any of the “idols” as the artists, but instead i see these as characters based on their onstage personas. does that make sense? for example, if im reading mingi smut, i see the “mingi” in this story as a completely separate entity from kpop boy group rapper song mingi from real life, and this “mingi” is instead a character who shares his name and onstage traits but is altered in many ways. in the same vein, i feel less comfortable reading idol!aus because it seems too grounded in reality when i generally mentally and emotionally separate the two things. these characters in my head and personal interpretation of the fics and art that i create and consume are just versions of the personas and characters that these idols play up onstage. honestly, lets face it—mingi in ateez’s lore universe is a character and not a true reflection of mingi, so in the same vein, the versions of mingi that i write and draw about are characters who are explicitly not reflections of how i see mingi in real life.

thats why in concerts and fanmeetings, no matter how close i am to interacting with these people, i never behave out of my limits as a fan. i always separate fandom or at least this subset of fandom from its source aka real life. i read a quote somewhere where an artist commented on fanfiction (i cant for the life of me remember who said this, i think hes from a rock band, oh my god im so sorry) where he said something along the lines of “its not something i should see since its not made for me, its made by fans for my fans.” that quote stuck with me becauss, even if other artists such as kpop idols may perceive this differently and may not be as comfortable with fanfiction and such, the objective point stands that this should be “from fans for fans,” and not “from fans for the artists and their fans to actually get together and smooch.”

sorry this is long! just wanted to chime in. have a nice day :)

Hey, im just about to go to bed so I can't give a detailed response to this but the points you make are very valid and I'm grateful that you sent posted this in.

I'm going to pop a pin in this and then can you just sent through again on the 1st of May so I can add it to the discussion?

Thank you, and if you want to DM about this. That's okay too.

[papirouge]

Hi Papi Do you have beauty tips? I have visible spider veins on my legs, cellulite, dark body hair (thanks Mediterranean genes) and now these broken capillaries and just all these dumb things I wish I can remove. Are there any remedies or treatments you know of?

Not to be French on main but..... I hardly have a beauty routine 🥴

I stopped wearing make up since 2 years now and only use 2 serum at night before moisturizing lol I think the best advice I could tell you is to

🔹 Put your skincare on top of your priorities. For me, stopping wearing make up helped A LOT

🔹Less is more : reduce the amount of products you use on a daily basis (layering is ridiculously) and stick to those which proved their effectiveness. It shouldn't be more than 3 everyday-products

🔹Chill with the toners : I use it 3 times a week top - for years I've been using one EVERYTIME after washing my face and I suspect it made my skin more sensitive

🔹 MOISTURIZE, preferably with natural products (I use shea butter at night and a matte-ifying day cream from Kiehl's).

🔹 I don't shave and don't pluck my eyebrows so I don't have ingrowing problems 💙

I think I already did some allusion to it in one of my latest ask but i think one of the reason a growing number of people (especially women) struggle with body image is bc we tend to expose our body much more than before. Less than a century ago, skirt didn't go above the knee so it was easy to hide 'imperfections'. Those "spider veins" & cellulite you're talking about wouldn't bother you if you weren't surrounded by a fashion culture compelling you to show off your legs and body parts. What I'm saying might sound controversial but I think we should stop trying to find ways to fix our bodies to appeal to some aesthetism we've been brainwashed to reach because it's a lost cause. Some body/physical features will always be considered better than others, and also beauty standards change with time & location anyway so it's totally insane to try to make sense out of it or remotely try to live up such fleeting expectations.

Those spiders veins belong to legs that make you to go to places, anon. They do work just fine and don't need to be "pretty" to achieve their purpose. "Cellulite" is a term hijacked by French scrotes (it's always the French...) to shame women into fitting postwar beauty standards - up until then, cellulite was defined as an "inflammation" of the flesh, not an aesthetic. Your hair is were it should be. It wouldn't come to your mind to look down on men for having hair "too dark" so why would you do that to yourself?

[scottvandermark]

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[landscapedesignfirm]

Aster Yellows in Main Line PA

Aster yellows is a disease that affects a broad range of plant species. This year is the first time we have seen this disease in ornamental plants in the Main Line area of Pennsylvania, and we have recently begun treatment on butterfly bushes and twig dogwoods in a local landscape. As plant health care experts, we know this disease is a threat to local landscape plants and trees, so below we discuss the symptoms and the impact on various plant species, because recognition and early treatment are vital for treating for this disease effectively.

What is Aster Yellows?

Aster yellows is a plant disease caused by a unique type of bacteria known as a phytoplasma. Unlike typical bacteria, phytoplasmas lack a cell wall, making them similar to viruses in behavior. They are transmitted primarily by leafhoppers that carry the phytoplasma from infected plants to healthy ones.

Types of Plants Affected by Aster Yellows

Aster yellows affects over 300 species of plants. Most commonly associated with members of the Asteraceae family, which includes asters, daisies, and sunflowers, the disease also impacts a wide variety of other plants, including:

Vegetables: Lettuce, carrots, and potatoes are particularly susceptible.

Herbs: Parsley and cilantro are often affected.

Ornamentals: Marigolds, petunias, and chrysanthemums are just a few of the vulnerable species.

Weeds: Common weeds like dandelions and plantains are common targets.

This wide range of hosts makes controlling aster yellows particularly challenging, as the disease is carried between different types of plants within a garden or landscape.

Symptoms and Effects of Aster Yellows

The symptoms of aster yellows can vary depending on the plant species, but there are some common signs to look out for:

Yellowing of Leaves: One of the first signs is paleness/yellowing of foliage, which often starts in the veins and spreads outward. Leaves can also take on a red or purple coloration.

Stunted Growth: Infected plants often exhibit stunted growth, with leaves and stems remaining small and underdeveloped.

Distorted Flowers: Flowers may become deformed, displaying unusual shapes, colors, or excessive green pigmentation. This symptom can lead to poor or non-existent seed production.

Witches’ Broom: Some plants may develop a “witches’ broom” effect, where a cluster of small, weak stems grows from a single point, giving the appearance of a broom.

These symptoms reduce the aesthetic value of ornamental plants and can also significantly impact the yield and quality of vegetable plants. If the disease is unchecked, the plant can die. Typically, perennials that become infected die within one season after infection.

Factors that Facilitate the Spread

High Mobility of Leafhoppers: Leafhoppers are highly mobile and can travel significant distances, carrying the phytoplasma to new areas. This factor makes containing the disease within a specific garden or landscape challenging.

Wide Host Range: Because aster yellows can affect so many plant species, the disease can find numerous new plants to infect, especially in diverse gardens where many susceptible species are grown.

Environmental Conditions: The Main Line area of Pennsylvania has hot summers and cold, snowy winters, creating an environment wherein aster yellows can thrive.

Because the disease can spread easily, taking early action is important, including removing infected plants and controlling leafhopper populations.

Managing and Treating Aster Yellows

Unfortunately, once a plant is infected, there is no cure for aster yellows. However, several strategies can be used to manage and reduce the spread of the disease.

Remove Infected Plants: Regular plant inspection is essential. If symptoms are noted, plant health care professionals may determine that removal of the infected plants is necessary.

Control Leafhoppers: Since leafhoppers are the method of spread for aster yellows, controlling their population is crucial. Use insecticidal soaps or horticultural oils to reduce leafhopper numbers, especially during the peak growing season. Regularly inspect plants for signs of these insects.

Weed Management: Weeds can serve as reservoirs for the disease, so keeping gardens and landscapes free of weeds is an excellent preventive measure.

Choose Resistant Varieties: While no plants are entirely immune to aster yellows, some cultivars show greater resistance. When selecting plants for your garden, opt for varieties known to be less susceptible to the disease. Some choices that are usually less vulnerable are woody ornamentals and geraniums.

Promote Plant Health: Healthy plants are generally better able to withstand and survive diseases. Ensure your plants receive adequate water, nutrients, and care to bolster their natural defenses.

Contact Burkholder PHC for Aster Yellows Treatment in PA

Aster yellows is a challenging disease for gardeners and landscapers. Regular monitoring, prompt action, and good cultural practices are the best defenses against this persistent and damaging plant disease. Our team of plant health care experts inspect landscapes and are trained to recognize potential plant problems and diseases. Contact us for a free plant health care consultation.

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PolishMyMarble: The Best Marble Polishing Services in Baruipur, Kolkata

Marble has long been a symbol of elegance and sophistication, gracing homes and commercial spaces alike with its timeless beauty. However, over time, even the most stunning marble surfaces can lose their luster due to wear and tear. In Baruipur, Kolkata, residents are discovering that PolishMyMarble offers the best marble polishing services to restore that shine and maintain the beauty of their marble.

In this blog post, we’ll explore why marble is a popular choice for homes, the benefits of professional polishing, and why PolishMyMarble is your go-to service for marble care in Baruipur. We’ll also share real-life stories from satisfied customers, practical tips for maintaining your marble, and much more!

The Allure of Marble

Why Choose Marble?

Marble is more than just a pretty stone. Its unique veining and rich colors make it an attractive choice for many homeowners. Here are a few reasons why marble is so popular:

Timeless Beauty: Marble adds an air of sophistication and luxury to any space. Its elegance is unmatched, making it a favorite for both interiors and exteriors.

Durability: When properly cared for, marble can last a lifetime. It can withstand heavy foot traffic, making it ideal for both residential and commercial spaces.

Versatility: Marble can be used in various applications, from flooring and countertops to decorative elements. Its adaptability makes it suitable for any style or decor.

Take the Mukherjee family, for example. They chose marble flooring for their Baruipur home because they wanted a classic look that would stand the test of time. However, after a few years, they noticed their once-glorious floors were beginning to lose their shine.

The PolishMyMarble Advantage

When it comes to restoring the beauty of marble, PolishMyMarble stands out for several reasons:

1. Expert Technicians

At PolishMyMarble, you’ll find a team of highly skilled technicians who specialize in marble care. They know the ins and outs of different marble types, allowing them to provide tailored services for every situation.

Customer Insight: “The team was professional and incredibly knowledgeable. They explained everything they were doing, which put my mind at ease,” says Mrs. Mukherjee, who recently hired PolishMyMarble to restore her floors.

2. Customized Solutions

Every marble surface is unique, and PolishMyMarble offers customized solutions to address your specific needs. Their initial assessment ensures that you receive the most effective treatment.

3. State-of-the-Art Equipment

PolishMyMarble uses advanced equipment to perform polishing. Their techniques ensure that scratches and stains are removed effectively without damaging the marble.

4. Transparent Pricing

PolishMyMarble believes in transparent pricing. You won’t encounter hidden fees or unexpected charges—what you see is what you get.

5. Eco-Friendly Practices

In today’s world, sustainability matters. PolishMyMarble uses eco-friendly products that are safe for both your family and the environment, making them a responsible choice for marble care.

The Benefits of Professional Marble Polishing

Investing in professional marble polishing can transform your home. Here are some benefits you can expect:

1. Restored Shine

One of the most immediate benefits of professional polishing is the restoration of shine. After treatment, your marble will look as good as new, instantly elevating the aesthetic of your home.

2. Increased Longevity

Regular polishing can significantly extend the life of your marble surfaces. By preventing scratches and stains, you ensure your investment remains intact for years to come.

3. Higher Property Value

Well-maintained marble can add value to your property. Potential buyers appreciate beautiful surfaces, and investing in professional care can pay off when it’s time to sell.

4. Safety Considerations

Dull and scratched marble can be slippery. Polishing enhances traction, making your home safer for family and guests.

The PolishMyMarble Process

If you’re curious about what to expect when you choose PolishMyMarble, here’s a step-by-step breakdown of their process:

1. Initial Assessment

The process begins with a thorough evaluation of your marble surfaces. Technicians will check for scratches, stains, and other issues to determine the best approach for polishing.

2. Deep Cleaning

Before polishing, the marble must be thoroughly cleaned. PolishMyMarble uses specialized cleaners to remove dirt, grime, and residues that could hinder the polishing process.

3. Polishing

Using advanced machines, the team will work through various stages to achieve the desired shine. This is a critical step in restoring your marble’s natural beauty.

4. Sealing

After polishing, the marble is sealed to protect it from future stains and scratches. Sealing is essential for maintaining the integrity of your marble surfaces.

5. Final Inspection and Care Tips

Once the job is done, the team will conduct a final inspection and provide you with care tips to keep your marble looking its best.

Real-Life Experiences with PolishMyMarble

The Chatterjee Family’s Transformation

“We were amazed at the transformation! Our marble floors looked dull and scratched, but after PolishMyMarble worked their magic, they shine brighter than ever. The team was professional and did an incredible job,” shares Mr. Chatterjee, a delighted customer.

Mrs. Roy’s Peace of Mind

“I was really worried about how my marble would hold up during the polishing process. But the technicians reassured me and handled everything with care. The results were beyond my expectations,” says Mrs. Roy, who recently had her kitchen countertops polished.

Tips for Maintaining Your Marble After Polishing

After investing in professional polishing, it’s crucial to maintain your marble. Here are some practical tips:

1. Regular Cleaning

Use a soft mop and a pH-neutral cleaner designed for marble. Avoid harsh chemicals or acidic cleaners that can damage your surfaces.

2. Promptly Clean Spills

Marble is porous and can absorb liquids quickly. Always clean spills immediately to prevent staining.

3. Use Coasters and Mats

To avoid scratches and stains, use coasters under drinks and place mats in high-traffic areas. Small precautions can make a significant difference.

4. Schedule Routine Professional Care

Plan to have your marble polished professionally every 6 to 12 months. Regular maintenance is key to keeping your marble in pristine condition.

Why Choose PolishMyMarble?

When selecting a marble polishing service in Baruipur, you have options. Here’s why PolishMyMarble should be your top choice:

1. Experienced Professionals

PolishMyMarble’s technicians have years of experience in marble care. They stay updated on the latest techniques to ensure the best treatment for your marble.

2. Customer-Focused Approach

Customer satisfaction is at the heart of PolishMyMarble’s mission. They take the time to listen to your needs and customize their services accordingly.

3. Positive Reputation

With numerous satisfied clients in Baruipur, PolishMyMarble has built a solid reputation for excellence. Their glowing reviews reflect their commitment to quality.

4. Affordable Pricing

PolishMyMarble offers competitive pricing without sacrificing quality. You can enjoy professional marble care without breaking the bank.

Conclusion

If you’re looking for the best marble polishing services in Baruipur, Kolkata, PolishMyMarble is the clear choice. Their expertise, personalized service, and commitment to quality make them the premier provider for marble care in the area.

Your home is a reflection of your style and personality, and dull or damaged marble shouldn’t detract from that. Reach out to PolishMyMarble today to restore the beauty of your marble surfaces and enjoy a home that sparkles with elegance.

Get in Touch with PolishMyMarble

Ready to give your marble the care it deserves? Visit PolishMyMarble or call [7059276431] their dedicated team today. Experience the joy of beautiful surfaces and elevate your home’s charm.

Investing in professional marble polishing isn’t just about aesthetics; it’s about preserving the beauty and value of your home. With PolishMyMarble, you can enjoy stunning marble for years to come. Happy polishing!

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