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Why Should Clinics Use the Plastic Surgery WordPress Theme for Patient Trust and Growth?

Plastic and cosmetic surgery clinics rely heavily on visual impact, trust, and professionalism to attract and retain clients. In today’s digital-first world, your website is the front line of your clinic’s brand. It tells your story, showcases your expertise, and convinces potential patients that your services are safe, effective, and trustworthy.

A basic or outdated website can cause hesitation in a potential patient. To stay competitive, your online presence must be engaging, informative, and user-friendly. The Plastic Surgery WordPress Theme is built with these needs in mind—delivering a sleek, conversion-optimized design that enhances your credibility and encourages action.

In this article, we’ll explore the top reasons this theme is the ideal solution for aesthetic clinics and how it supports both patient trust and business growth.

1. First Impressions That Build Confidence

Prospective patients will judge your practice within seconds of landing on your website. The theme’s modern layout, high-resolution design, and clean typography provide a polished look that builds immediate confidence.

Everything from your color scheme to layout transitions speaks the language of aesthetics and precision—mirroring the values you uphold in your procedures.

A professional website reassures visitors that your practice is up to date with technology and trends, which translates to better perceived expertise.

2. Designed to Highlight Transformations and Results

Plastic surgery is a results-driven industry. This theme offers elegant layouts for showcasing before-and-after galleries, treatment pages, and client testimonials.

Dedicated sections allow you to present your:

Signature procedures

Real client experiences

Before-and-after case studies

Treatment videos and success stories

Visitors love visual proof. By presenting your results clearly and beautifully, you’ll boost inquiries and consultation requests.

3. Enhanced Navigation and Mobile Experience

Potential clients are busy—and often browsing on their phones. If your site doesn’t load quickly or is hard to navigate on mobile, they’ll bounce.

This WordPress theme is fully responsive and retina-ready, ensuring that your content looks great on all screen sizes. The intuitive menu structure, sticky navigation, and smooth scrolling make it easy for users to find what they’re looking for, whether it’s your location, services, or consultation form.

4. Easy-to-Use Customization Tools

Your brand is unique—your website should be too. This theme comes with powerful customization tools that let you:

Modify fonts and colors to match your branding

Upload your clinic’s logo

Adjust layouts and page elements without touching code

Add animations, call-to-action buttons, and more

Even if you have no prior design experience, you can launch a professional-looking site in a short amount of time.

5. Built-In SEO and Performance Optimization

Getting found online is just as important as looking good. The theme is optimized for speed and built using clean, lightweight code that supports excellent search engine performance.

You can easily add keywords, meta titles, and descriptions, and the theme works smoothly with SEO plugins. This helps your clinic rank higher for relevant terms such as “cosmetic surgeon near me” or “best plastic surgery clinic in [city].”

Fast-loading pages and a mobile-first design also contribute to higher search rankings and a better user experience.

6. Streamlined Patient Conversion Features

A stunning website is only half the battle—you also need it to convert visitors into patients. This theme makes that easy with:

Integrated appointment request forms

Sticky call buttons for mobile

Contact pages with embedded Google Maps

Newsletter and email opt-in forms

WhatsApp, live chat, and social media integrations

These features eliminate barriers and encourage potential clients to take the next step.

7. Ideal for Blog and Content Marketing

Educated patients are more likely to book with you. The theme includes a beautiful blog layout where you can publish expert content on:

Popular surgical and non-surgical procedures

Skin care after treatments

Safety information and recovery timelines

Answers to common concerns

Consistently updating your blog not only establishes authority but also improves SEO and increases website traffic over time.

8. Build Trust with Certifications and Staff Profiles

Displaying your qualifications builds patient trust. The theme includes ready-made sections where you can:

List certifications, awards, and affiliations

Add professional bios for your surgeons and team members

Include safety protocols, licenses, and accreditations

This reassures visitors that your clinic meets high medical standards and employs licensed professionals.

9. Scale as You Grow

Whether you’re a solo practitioner or managing a multi-location clinic, this theme is scalable. You can:

Add new service pages as you expand

Introduce online payment gateways for consultations or treatments

Include an online shop for products like skincare or supplements

Launch multi-language versions for international clientele

This future-proof approach means your site can grow alongside your business.

10. Cost-Effective and Long-Term Value

Developing a fully custom medical website can cost thousands of dollars. This WordPress theme offers a far more affordable solution without sacrificing design or features.

Plus, you gain access to lifetime updates and professional support—ensuring your site stays secure and compatible with future WordPress versions.

Final Thoughts

The aesthetics, features, and flexibility of this theme make it a clear winner for cosmetic and plastic surgery professionals. Whether you're just launching your clinic or looking to upgrade your online presence, the Plastic Surgery WordPress Theme offers everything you need to engage, educate, and convert patients.

Give your clinic the professional, polished website it deserves—and start seeing the results in your appointment calendar.

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Welcome to our Beauty Product Landing Page Design, where every click leads to glowing results. Explore a curated selection of premium skincare products designed to nourish, rejuvenate, and enhance your natural beauty.

Discover the transformative power of our luxurious formulas, meticulously crafted to deliver visible results. With our intuitive interface, achieving radiant skin has never been easier.

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our little star

pornstar!mingi x pornstar!reader

director!hongjoong, implied seonghwa x reader, casting/filming, tears mention (no dacryphilia), unprotected sex, creampie, petnames (mingi loves calling reader doll, babydoll, etc)

[minors dni, ageless blogs will be blocked]

masterlist \\ read part two (in action, seonghwa x reader)

mingi led hongjoong into the studio by the forearm, rambling excitedly about this new talent he’s discovered who is going to take his art to the next level. hongjoong wasn’t exactly in the market to acquire anyone new, much less someone as inexperienced in the industry as you. no, no, he fought back against mingi’s insistence. it would be too hard to break in a new performer at the moment.

but mingi assured his friend (and boss) that you were different. he’d seen you in action, spotting your profile on a website and scrolling through the videos as if studying a portfolio. your equipment was lacking, and the camera quality needed some work, but what mingi noticed first was how earnest you were. the scenes you performed with your partners—no matter the subject—were filled with passion. conviction. you believed in it, and mingi immediately recognized you as one of them. an artist.

you arrived an half hour earlier, wanting to gain your bearings before being presented with whatever business opportunity awaited you. seonghwa met you at the door.

“of course,” seonghwa replied following your brief self introduction. he seemed kind, reliable, and had already set off at work to make you more comfortable.

“what do you do around here…seonghwa?”

he gestured vaguely at the makeshift office surrounding you two. “behind the scenes stuff.”

you expected this answer the least. seonghwa was probably the most beautiful man you have ever seen in your life, and you were baffled as to how khj studios bagged someone like him when he could very easily be a mainstream celebrity. and then he tells you he’s only there to do paperwork?!

“i’ve known hongjoong forever. he said i was the only person he trusted with his money,” seonghwa leaned back in his chair and laughed softly. lying in his lap was a manila file folder, a couple sheets of paper notably sticking out from the sides. you could barely make out its text but you figured it must have something to do with you.

this was an audition, after all. and you couldn’t believe your luck.

mingi contacted you first. or rather, daddylongdick99. your eyes rolled when the message first arrived inside the inbox. it wasn’t abnormal to receive an influx of emails after you posted a new video—usually invitations for collaborations, desperate pleas for you to cream on them, or otherwise incoherent strings of words typed by a man who undoubtedly had one hand wrapped around his dick.

in actuality, daddylongdick99’s message hadn’t piqued your attention enough to open it. days passed without any response from your end. mingi was growing impatient—what was taking you so long? the letter was beautifully written and quite provocative. mingi knew you were at least somewhat aware of him, your circles running close in this industry niche. what more did you want from him, proof that he was the real deal?

the next day, he sent you another message. it was the first to show up when you checked your inbox for the day, and you were unexpectedly pleased to see the familiar username. the body of this message was empty except for two images. neither of his face—mingi hadn’t thought that far ahead. image one was a mirror shot: a figure sat on the bed, thick and rideable legs spread. his cock rested lazily against his chiseled abdomen. it was gorgeous, well groomed and reaching just above his belly button despite only being somewhat aroused. the flash from his phone obscured his upper body in the mirror.

in image two, the figure was lying down. the mirror replaced with his large hands choking his cock. his fingers were adorned in black and white silver rings. the camera flash reflected vividly off of the slick surface of his member, which now stood fully erect. shaft perfectly straight and longer than average, you noticed the vein pattern on the underside seemed tailor made to provide the perfect texture along anyone’s inside walls. the motion of the photo showed he was mid stroke, aided with a substance that looked equally of lube and semen.

daddylongdick69 was far from an exaggeration.

mingi’s plan technically worked—you still had zero idea who he was (and he’d be the first to acknowledge the apparent hubris of believing you would just from the sight of his penis). but you remembered the first message you brushed off the other day, quickly searching through your inbox to locate it.

upon spotting nothing more than a block of text, you were disappointed to say the least. but a name at the very end stood out to you. the fine hairs on your neck perked at their roots.

“song mingi. signed under khj studios.”

your breath hitched. kim hongjoong was an established indie pornographer, lovingly nicknamed “erotica’s darling”. his operation was relatively small, but he dominated when it came to producing depictions of sexuality akin to a choreographed dance. where the characters were as integral to its enticing style as the stars who portray them. you adopted a similar philosophy when you began filming, and had spent quite some time honing your skill for framing intimacy and intercourse in a way that told stories.

you knew of song mingi—one of khj’s principle actors. unfortunately, not enough to recognize the sight of his magnificent cock. but due to hongjoong’s secretive entry process for new talents, his roster was pretty small. it was rumored that hongjoong had to handpick you himself—his current team consisting potentially of people he met in bars or through random hookups. in any case, you were in awe at how in synch everyone was in delivering hongjoong’s art into the world.

the truth was far simpler. hongjoong wasn’t the most trusting person in the world, but he wasn’t in the cia either. to become a khj studio performer you kinda just had to be in the right place at the right time.

and there you were.

seonghwa briefly glanced at the clock on the wall—3:21 PM—before turning his attention back to you. he thought for a second, pushing himself up to his feet and walking to a corner of the office. there was a stationary camera set up on a tripod. removing the camera, seonghwa instructed you to sit on the couch in front of him.

“oh classic! the casting couch.” you quipped playfully. seonghwa laughed again. you were growing to like his laugh.

“i’m just getting your profile together with a few pictures. mind removing your clothes?” he uncapped the cover from the lens.

you raised an eyebrow quizzically, a bit alarmed by his urgency. you hadn’t even talked to hongjoong yet. you didn’t even know whether he was willing to give you the time of day.

sensing your uncertainty, seonghwa rested a comforting hand on your thigh. “you have something special. he’s going to love you.“ you both exchanged affirmative nods before you arose to strip.

it wasn’t exactly embarrassing to stand before seonghwa naked. your videos regularly garnered thousands of views—you sort of assumed most people in your niche have already seen you in a much more intimate state. but the way seonghwa looked at your body as he moved around you with his camera was deliberate and careful. he instructed you into various positions, each pose focused on different silhouettes and angles. seonghwa maintained a distance from you, as if photographing a one of a kind painting, too scared that any sudden movement would tear a hole in the precious canvas.

but you remained nervous nonetheless—as the afternoon progressed, you slowly realized how important this meeting was. if you wanted to build your credibility in the industry, this was it. and yet the exclusivity shrouding hongjoong in mystery left you with a thousand questions. you had yet to hear from anyone what you were meant to do today.

after a couple of shots, seonghwa had you sit down normally, knees together and facing him. he instructed you to look natural, explaining that he wanted to take the profile portrait. you followed his directions perfectly, though you had no idea what to do with your face, opting for a neutral but approachable expression.

to your surprise, seonghwa reached out to caress your cheek. he ran his thumb over your plump bottom lip, gazing down at you with a warmth you couldn’t quite place.

“still nervous?”

“no…”

“then where’s that smile, sweetheart?”

the door opened and in walked two new individuals, both of whom you knew without introduction, and both of whom looked down at the two of you with puzzled expressions.

“i don’t pay you to fuck the talent, hwa.” hongjoong remarked, annoyed. seonghwa capped his camera, rolling his eyes in your direction at his boss’s temperament.

mingi extended a hand to shake yours, “that would be my job, actually! nice to meet you.” you half expected someone with the username daddylongdick99 to carry himself with insufferable audacity. but mingi was very sweet and incredibly talkative, filling up most of your downtime while hongjoong and seonghwa deliberated over your pictures.

he knew a lot about your work. “i really loved the way you used gold to symbolize innocence. no matter what your character went through, her soul was never tarnished.”

“exactly…like pure gold.”

mingi nods enthusiastically.

you realized it right then—that these people understood your art just as much as they did hongjoong’s. you agreed to perform a scene with him, infinitely more comfortable now that you felt seen. mingi quickly stripped off his own clothes to match your state of undress. the two of you continued your discussion like old friends who casually arranged to meet for lunch.

“we’re sort of short on time right now. how ready are you?” hongjoong pointed at you, once again commanding everyone’s attention in the room.

“ready? i mean…very?” you shot a confused glance at mingi.

“he wants to know how wet you are, doll.”

“ahh.”

you didn’t even need to touch yourself to know you were soaked down to the cushion, but you inserted your hand between your thighs anyway, fingers glistening as they reemerged. hongjoong, seemingly satisfied with the state of your arousal, suggested knocking out two tasks at the same time—he would interview you and get a sense of your strengths as a performer while mingi worked to acclimate you to the size of his cock.

you perched yourself over him, positioning his tip to your entrance. it was on the larger end of cocks that have been inside you, though it wasn’t insanely intimidating. just as you steadied yourself to lower down, hongjoong began his interview.

name. hometown. years of experience. typical background information. you answered as clearly as possible, your mind alternating between hongjoong’s questions and the increasing fullness in your core. mingi’s eyes were fixed on yours, gauging your pain levels while rubbing comforting circles into your clit.

mingi was almost deceptively large, but you managed well. hongjoong asked whether you thought cum had any merit as an artistic medium on its own. sure. you lowered yourself a couple more inches.

“gah-fuck. yellow.” you inhaled sharply, stilling yourself. mingi took a hold of your waist, preparing to pull out though you hadn’t indicated that you wanted to stop completely.

“sorry…i…” the telltale signs of a blush bloomed from your cheeks. “you felt so good on my clit, i almost squirted.” you admitted, sheepishly.

the boys let out a collective sigh of relief. mingi couldn’t have felt prouder of himself, even after hongjoong smacked him on the side with a piece of mail within arm’s reach. after giving them the okay, you relaxed your pelvis before taking in the final few inches of mingi’s cock.

mingi sat upright to hold you against his chest as he bottomed out, instinctively whispering words of praise in your ear as he felt your walls adjust to his size.

“my babydoll did so good for me. so good.”

you moaned in gratitude.

“i knew you would. your sweet little cunt was made just for me, hm?”

as he spoke, seonghwa retrieved the tripod from its corner. he set it up right in front of you two—standing alongside hongjoong behind the camera.

hongjoong fiddled around with some video settings, “think of this like a screen test.”

mingi carefully reversed your positions on the couch with you now lying beneath him, his cock still resting pretty between your soaked folds.

“i want to see how well you two look together, and i want to see how quickly you can adapt to a scene.”

you and mingi nod eagerly.

“sometimes my vision isn’t exact. i need all of my performers to know when to improvise and keep the scene realistic.”

“in other words,” seonghwa shoots you a knowing wink, “he wants you to make up for his indecisiveness.”

hongjoong opted to ignore seonghwa’s snide comments, instead placing you and mingi in a scene within his work in progress production. you were a grieving woman who had lost your boyfriend years ago. as you fall into a depression, his friend remains by your side to support you during your journey to acceptance. once devoid of libido, you rediscover your sexuality with his help and decide in the end that loving him won’t replace your relationship with your boyfriend.

the most important part was portraying the intercourse in this scene as an outpouring of emotion. hongjoong motioned for mingi to set out on his pace before hitting record.

it didn’t take long for you to sink into character. you grasped at mingi’s hair, bringing him down into a deep kiss.

“fuck me, mingi. i want to feel you.” you gasped. he slowed down just a bit, allowing his length to take in the softness of your pussy and the way you clenched so perfectly around him. tears of pleasure threatened to spill over as your mouth dropped open, choking out a long moan.

“how is it now, doll? can you feel me?”

every fucking inch.

in an instant, he saw that spark in your eye—you were fully immersed. the details you worked into the scene left him in awe; your movements became more hesitant and unsure, in your grief you couldn’t possibly give yourself over completely to the pleasure. especially not with someone who meant so much to your deceased boyfriend. suddenly, your ears reddened. the lewd sounds of sex, the sweaty skin on skin, mingi’s moans as you fucked up against him and the involuntary force guiding your hips to chase your high—all of it was so embarrassing to your character.

hongjoong took notice, as well. he was no longer viewing the scene from the monitor hooked up to their camera. at some point, he had begun watching you intently. mingi was right, you were perfect at this. out of the corner of his eye, he spotted his partner. seonghwa’s hands cupped his jeans, undoubtedly attempting to hide the growing outline of his aroused cock from witnessing the scene before him.

mingi, overcome with a growing desire to protect and care for you, quickened his pace. every thrust a promise that he will always love you just as much as your boyfriend had. you trusted him enough to pin you down to the bed you shared with your boyfriend and fuck you senseless, but not enough to give him your heart? the thought made mingi tear up, and soon the both of you were bucking into each other desperately, whimpering through sobs, releases imminent.

“gonna cum…shit…gonna cum for you, doll. you feel so good around me. so ready for me.” mingi leaned in to suck on your jaw, searching for anything to ground him. he knew the most natural ending of this scene would be to cum inside of you. but he felt himself slipping—mingi never got pussydrunk on the job. cumming inside of you would cause something in his brain to snap.

your walls pulsated around him as your release came over you, soft “thank you”s pouring from your lips as you rode out your orgasm on his cock. mingi thanked his lucky stars that you came first, and was just about to end the scene before you leaned down next to his ear.

“please. please cum in me. make me yours.” you begged as you continued fucking yourself on his cock. he clenched his abdomen, but it was all too futile. for once, mingi couldn’t focus on the scene nor your acting. he was about to make you his.

“i love you,” was all he could manage before you felt him shoot load after load into your cunt. his semen mixed with your juices as it pooled onto mingi’s lap. as the two of you stilled, you took a second to rest your head on mingi’s chest, the faint vibration of his heartbeat tickling at your ear.

seonghwa was the first to break the silence. “well?” he prodded at hongjoong. “how was it?”

“i don’t know, ask yourself. this dork nearly came before either of you.” hongjoong retorted.

mingi carefully lifted you up from his lap, the sudden emptiness sending a chill down your spine. seonghwa removed a robe from a coat rack nearby before kneeling down in front of you. that same warmth on his face brought you down from your orgasm with ease. he took you by the hands and smiled.

“you were just amazing, our little star. now let’s get you cleaned up.” helping you up onto your shaking legs, he wrapped the robe around you and led you to a shower room across the hall.

hongjoong tossed a similar robe at mingi, not caring to be as delicate with his employee as seonghwa.

“where the fuck has talent like that been hiding?” he exclaimed exasperatedly once the two of you were out of earshot. mingi rubbed at the sweat on his chest with the robe before slipping it around his shoulders.

“dude, i told you she was good.”

“and you!” hongjoong continued, his volume growing louder at the opportunity take a dig at mingi. “i love you. i love you.”

mingi’s head fell in his hands at the mocking reminder of his brief moment of vulnerability.

“fuck off.”

part two

[A/N: if you made it this far, thanks for reading! this blog will be under construction over the next few days as i move things around to make a proper navigational page. i’m also getting a taglist together! if you are interested, please fill out this form!]

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𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 – non!mc. you are a successful aerospace engineer, a girlboss, with terrible luck in romance. let's hope this strangers website brings you out of that rut! 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 / 𝐭𝐰 – swearing/foul language, strangers, slow burn, talks of depression/mental health, tba notes – not proofread. i want reader n caleb to meet soon.. eek hurry up space baby!! i started a taglist- if you want to be added, let me know in the comms!! love ya 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 3 of many ! previous chapter | next chapter

a group of men surround the ‘maverick’-- a beautiful dark grey f35. they study the aircraft in awe, excited to try and sit in the cockpit. your father and another official had taken a handful of the pilots to tour the hangar that housed some of the most prestigious aircrafts the DAA had ever produced, and in the front and center, ‘maverick’ was standing loud and proud. not everybody has the credibility to be able to go into this hangar, so for the pilots this was almost a dream come true. 

“this is my favorite thing in the world.” your dad puts both his hands out, showing off his pretty girl. the pilots stare, silently, as your dad reminisces his history with the aircraft, “when i first started such as yourselves, i saw this beauty first being unveiled. one of the most gorgeous things i have ever seen in my life– aside from my wife of course.” he snickers, “--  i told my sarge that i wanted to fly on that thing. he told me ‘in your dreams.’ and well.. look who got to put his name on the side.” he says smugly. 

“when was the last time someone rode it?” a pilot asks, looking off to the side, your father looks at the cockpit, inquisitively. when WAS the last time someone rode the f35? .. “hmm. probably when i retired from the DAA as a pilot. maybe 15 plus some years ago.” – they raise their brows at him, “is it still … good to run?” – “of course! we constantly update it, at least once a year, or if my daughter is feeling generous– every other month. she mostly runs the logistics of the planes here.” he motions the rows of other planes behind the maverick, “these are the top of the line and her company regularly maintains it.”

the men stare dumbfounded, and one raises his hand to speak up, “sir… how old is your daughter?” 

“shes 27.” their jaw drops, only a year or two older than some of these pilots. dumbfounded at how someone that young already had such an impressive impressive portfolio. “she graduated college when she was 15. she’s been working in the aviation field since she was 17. she’s got a very experienced track record.” he chuckles, a cheesy wide smile spread on his face as he boasts about you. that was his favorite pastime aside from sleeping and watching sports. if you heard him talking about you like this you probably would’ve stuffed him in a trashcan to shut him up. 

“you think shes single?” someone whispers near his friend, and if wasn’t so insanely silent in the hangar, your father wouldn’t have even heard that. he turns to the pilot, his smugness coming back, “you want to try your hand with my daughter? i can certainly pass a note to her.” he pauses, then looks at the pilots again, “i’ll tell ya what. whoever gets the maverick, i can let my daughter know about you.” 

“well damn, calebs already won.” the same pilot groans in his hand, clearly already defeated. 

“who is caleb?” your dad looks around, and the men part like the red sea to reveal caleb in the very back, “huh-” caleb looks up from his hand, and your dad walks towards him, inspecting him.

“son. get in the plane.” your dad commands, and caleb stiffens, before nodding– despite being reluctant about it. he didn’t hear a damn thing they were talking about.

he was too busy staring down, his necklace in hand. he had spaced off due to so many thoughts in his head. he felt bad, because he was in the presence of aviation royalty, and yet– his brain trailed him off to another path. so now when hes needed he didn’t know where they were in the conversation. all he knows now is that he’s being picked on for an aircraft that he was intimidated by. maybe his friends were padding him a bit too much. his head was definitely not in the game, and he doesn’t have forever to figure this out.

he walks towards the aircraft, staring through it. it was godly, to say the least, and as he stared more the manly urge to hop on the aircraft and pretend that he was in a simulation increases. 

caleb eyes it one last time before hopping up on the cockpit. he’d had his fair share from training but the fact that he was on the maverick felt surreal to him. he stares at the buttons, the screen, his fingertips graze the throttle. he was absolutely reeling from the experience. 

“you look like a natural” your father would say, as he examined calebs actions. maybe the young bucks did have a point in always showboating this caleb man. the way he was eyeing the plane in a way that looked of experience. the way he fit in the aircraft reminded him of a younger version of himself. full of dreams.

caleb looked down at your dad and gave him a goofy little grin, before standing up, and sliding out of the cockpit. hes going to definitely think about that for a while. 

“come have dinner with my family.” 

you’re one foot in the grave, staring down the wanderer in a highly fortified and shielded cage, and near is a group of hunters, ready to kill it in the event it broke out.

the testing ground was quiet, there was a low humming coming from the wanderer as your team shifts around, trying to figure out what to do.  just outside the containment cage was a jet– call sign enterprise– was powered up, systems running, and sensors blinking as the team prepared to collect interference data.

you sit behind the barricade with the systems engineer. her eyes shift everywhere that data moved, “telemetry looks clean… for now.” her eyes flickered over the readings, and you look over, tapping the screen, “let’s bring it closer by a couple klicks.. i want to nudge the threshold. let’s see if we can find the sweet spot of when the ai started to glitch.” 

besides you and the lead engineer was another engineer, he frowned as you said that, his eyebrows furrow, “are we sure the containment will hold if the wanderer reacts to the power signatures?” you point towards the hunters near the containment bay, not taking your eyes off the telemetry monitor, “that’s why they’re here. but short answer– no.” your lead engineer cuts you off, “but if we don’t understand how it scrambles our tech we’ll never stop it from grounding us.” you nod in agreement as the both of you lock into the screen.

as the jet started to inch forward, the diagnostics began to blink rapidly– small distortions in the avionics, and slight lag in the navigation feedback. the data starts to stream in, as the jet groaned softly under the invisible barrier the wanderer was emitting.

the lead engineers eyes squint, jaw set as she leans over the terminal, “it’s mimicking the input distortion… like it’s learning what to break?” 

the intercom patches through the room and a tech reports, “mainframes still responding, but not cleanly.”

as you remain quiet, the hud of the jet starts to flicker violently. the screen starts to glitch all of the sudden. the ai was locking up. your engineer and you look at each other, “it’s invading the ai.” you both say, in unison, your internal alarms going off. as you go to push the buttons the plane starts to hum even louder, the afterburners roaring life. your face contorts to annoyance as you stride over to the emergency button, slamming down on it. 

the engine dies almost immediately, the last of the power whirring away softly until it goes quiet.

it was frozen in the room, your eyes flicker to the engineers as you motion them, “get the results sent over to me and print it as well, we need to send this over to the DAA and jenna so we may figure out what they want to do.”

as you step towards the exit your secretary hands you your phone. it was your dad. your eyebrows furrow, puzzled as to why your family members have impeccable timing  calling you at the worst time, ‘i gotta have some intervention with them. whose next, my mom?’ 

“hi dad. terrible time. whats up?” you ask, grabbing your laptop and bag. “we are having dinner tonight, i’d like you to meet somebody.” your brows raise, confused, as your dad never invite anyone over for dinner. “this sounds like a trap. are you about to sell me off to some man?” 

“no honey, there is.. 

–a prospect that i may have… for maverick.” 

you look at yourself in your compact mirror as majors drives you to the family house. you couldn’t help but think who your dad finally thought would take over maverick. that person must be that impressive of a pilot for him to be giving away one of the most valuable jets in the inventory. well not necessarily give away, but it wasn’t something to be trifled with.

you watch as the car gets closer and finish applying your lipstick, straightening yourself out. majors comes out to open the door for you, and you step outside. you wore a red blouse with your dress pants, and your red bottoms that matched. your hair was down, and you had your rings and earrings on today. you always showed out with your outfits, because who knows when theres a sexy and respectable man ready to sweep you off your feet?

you make your way inside the house as you hear laughing, chit chatting. and it sounds like your mother. your eyebrows raise again, confused as hell. your mother didn’t come home that often, because she was a busy woman herself. as you step into view your father lights up waving you over. “ah, she’s here!” he exclaims, standing up. you take a look at the people in the table. it was a handful of men, one of them being the man you locked eyes with at the gala. 

your eyes land on him again, and once again, your sights linger. his eyes never leaving you as you had to pry them off of his to face your dad, “sit sit! have you met caleb?gideon?--” you nod as you place yourself in the seat in front of caleb. “at the gala, but we aren’t on a first name basis.” you admit, and he smiles at you. something in you felt warm almost instantaneously. is it gettin’ hot in here?

your father takes the reins, speaking about all the men in the room. gideon, and whomever else. the only man really relevant to you is caleb. mr sexy man himself. your eyes never leave his, and his never leave yours. caleb felt tense from your gaze. was it intimidation? he wasn’t sure, but he definitely felt a pull towards you. caleb definitely felt some sort of intimidation, but he also wanted to get to know you.

your dad goes to explain the tradition of a pilots hand off. you zone out, to be honest. you just heard this too many times during your youth, and you ignored it. after he was finished you clear your throat, “so… let me get this straight.. you’re going to hand maverick over, because you felt that he was the one for it?” you ask, tilting your head and looking at caleb, who stayed in eye contact with you. you didn’t know whether or not that was hot or threatening.

”well yes..” and then your eyes dart to your dad, who was just all smiles, as if he was stupid. “i feel like that’s… now forgive me–” eyes dart to caleb, “caleb.” to dad, “you haven’t even seen what he’s capable of..”  one of his friends raise his hand slightly to come to his defense, “w-with all due respect– i think that hes more than capable.. he was our valedictorian, and he is #1 in our graduating class.” you nod. clearly underestimating him, but you couldn’t help it. that jet was your responsibility, you couldn’t just… hand priceless art to some… random, because of feeling. no matter how hot they were– especially not that. cant cloud your judgement!

“if you want to spend some time with the pilots, i can see about pulling some strings on getting you clearance to perhaps shadow them?” your father sits back, wiping the food from his lips, you had thought that would be a good idea, to see what the men are really capable of, since you mostly take the DAA’s word at face value. you think it through, eyes on you. as you ponder, the guys make conversations amongst themselves, complimenting the food, talking about their day.

“-- alright. but we have to evaluate everybody fairly. just because caleb looks good for the jet, doesn’t mean he is.” 

‘she said i look good..’ he thinks, ‘not like that stupid.’

as you say that, relief washes from everybody. not everyone was happy with the caleb dick ride, so for you to say that put an immense relief on their shoulder. at least someone, was neutral about it. you nod at them and stand up, your mother swallows her food quick, trying to catch you before you start to walk off, “honey! you’re not staying for dinner?” you smile down at her. you shake your head, and your phone rings, “sorry mom. work…”  you walk outside, your phone ringing from your engineer. 

caleb watches you as you walk out, and by divine timing his phone also rings. he takes a look at his phone, and the caller reads: ‘pips ♥️’ and he excuses himself from the dinner to walk outside. “hey pips what’s up!” he speaks softly, a small laugh escapes his lips, a bit relieved to hear from his beloved (ik this hurts u to read girl lol)

“caleb! i miss you so much, when are you going to see me?” his heart warms, thinking to himself, when is his next availability? especially the fact that he might have even more restrictions due to the pressure of your dad. “i’m not sure pipsqueak, i just a new assignment.” as he steps outside he sighs, “i promise we’re going to celebrate new years eve just like every year.” he coos into the phone (UGH)

as you focused on your phone call you lean in one of the pillars, out of sight, listening intently at the information that your engineers were discussing amongst themselves. as you listen, you also hear the sound of the door opening, and a distant voice, “i promise we’re going to celebrate new years eve– just like every year.” the man mumbles, and you side eye the person, immediately peeking from the pillar. you notice it was mr handsome– caleb, and you blink, before turning back to listen to your phone call.  'probably talking to his girlfriend' you say to yourself in passing, gluing back into the conversation with your coworkers.

“send me the data to my computer. i think i’ll stay here for the night, but i’ll probably be working on my computer.” you pull from the pillar as you approach caleb. his eyes snap to you, and he beams at you, with you just giving him a simple nod. “you guys did well today- have a good weekend everybody. i’ll call you if i have any issues, do the same.” you end the call. 

“whose that?” her voice rings through calebs ears as he snaps back to his reality. his pips asks- a bit impatiently, caleb raises his brows, at the sudden tone from her voice, “oh shes a colleague. general’s daughter.” as you walk past him your shoulders brush, and caleb looks away, his face pinks, as he puts his attention back to his pips, “well.. i have a lot of stories to tell! we have to catch up soon, caleb!” – “i know, i will try and find a day off to come see you. i swear pipsqueak.” 

you look down at your phone and notice a message that you had not even noticed. it was sent to you 30 minutes ago. it was from whispr, it was captain apple. your eyes light up, a grin spreading on your face as you hit the notification

captain apple: hey, space baby! hope you’re doing good today. been busy at work.  space baby: you’re all good, been busy at work as well. what are you up to today? captain apple: talking to you hopefully?

you felt a blush creep through your cheeks as you stared into the screen. you bit your lips, unsure of how to respond. ‘that was kinda cute.. ugh am i this down bad?’ you wrestle with the thoughts in your head, and close your phone, going  downstairs.

most of the men had left, except gideon and caleb. they were speaking with your dad in the living room while you were up in your old room, camped for the night. you had your computer laid out in your desk as you walked to the entrance. your engineer was supposed to come up and deliver you the papers for your study, and you were going to show your dad to see his insight, and maybe the pilots that remain. you bid the engineer farewell as you close the door, the folder in hand, and you walk towards the living room where they were enjoying some spirits and discussing aviation.

“hey dad. i need you to take a look at this. it’s about wanderers and jets interfering? i don’t know if you know anything about it.” you set the folder in front of the men, and sit down. “i had copies done if you guys want to take a look as well.” you motion them to take some papers. “i’ll be back.” you walk off, going upstairs to get your computer.

captain apple: did i scare ya? i apologize for coming on strong! 

you’d almost forgot about the message. you pursing your lips, unsure what to say 

space baby: oh no sorry haha. i had to step away really quick, but i’m flattered, thank you. what are you up to tonight? 

you spent the night discussing with caleb gideon and your dad about the wanderer and jet interference, and while the boys didn’t have much to say, they revelled in the fact that they were able to listen in on this. they surely were taking alot of mental notes.

you didn’t keep them long, and just briefly filled them in on what’s going on, and any possible changes that would be made to the jets, then answered any questions they might’ve had and then dismissed them.

as you step outside to get some fresh air, you lean on the pillar, looking up at the stars. you felt the presence of another person so you turn to face who it was, and it was gideon, giving you an awkward smile. you return the smile. he looked like he had something to say- so you wait.  he looks down at the floor, as if suddenly intimidated-or shy, “we really appreciate what you did. i know some guys don’t like constantly putting caleb on a pedestal.” 

you look at him, a giggle escaping your lips. he is pretty handsome, “don’t worry about it, i think you should all have a fair shot. it’s only natural.” as you step by him he trails you with his eyes, million thoughts running through his head, and before you could disappear from view he shouts towards you:

“are you seeing anyone?” 

caleb finds his spare room for the night and thanks the maid for taking him to it. he fishes for his phone, almost dropping it as he tries to look at the notification from whispr. ‘oh shit i forgot to reply to her!’ and taps his conversation with space baby, rapidly typing

captain apple: not doing anything today, kinda just relaxing. had a busy week. what about you? staying in or not? 

he went to go find the shower as he messages space baby.

he couldn’t stop thinking about you, how beautifully confident you were, commanding the stage. the aura you exuded, how smart you are, especially regarding the aviation world. you seemed so distant, not throwing yourself onto him as other women have, and while that made him curious, he felt a pull from that. it was alluring him. he wasn't sure whether to be scared of you or be drawn to you, but he felt weirdly torn. he felt as if his brain couldn't fit more than one woman in his head. is his head space reserved for his pipsqueak or you? he was in a tough spot.

a tickling feeling was the best you could describe. gideon was cute. he seemed very respectful, but it was so out of left field. you weren’t entertaining anybody, so you figured, why the hell not? the person you were even remotely interested in was taken. you might as well. one date won’t hurt.

“i’m not…why do you ask?” you give him a look, that look, to which gideon felt his knees buckle. his mouth dries, thinking of words to say. he didn’t think he’d make it this far. “i-” he stammers, “i wanted to know if you were free to go out sometime?”  for reals, what have you got to lose?

“yeah. i’m down!” you so casually say, bumping your phone with his. your phone number appears on his, your picture and profile along with it. he gives you a flashy smile before you step into the foyer, whispering a good night to him.

space baby: sorry been busy all night. are you still up? captain apple: no haha you do not need to apologize. i’ve been busy too. have you seen any good movies recently? looking for some recommendations. space baby: hmm. i watched dunkirk recently. i’m a lover for historical stuff or war documentaries.  captain apple: oh! ill take a look at it then. are you going to sleep anytime soon?  space baby: ah no. have some stuff to do, but if you want to keep me company i won’t be mad :)  captain apple: haha, of course, but if i dont reply i might have passed out. space baby: don’t worry i get it, it’s late. what is your favorite color?  captain apple: hmm. orange, blue, maybe red, you? space baby: hmm. sounds like a cop out, but everything. favorite color depends on my mood of the day. captain apple: i get it. what do you do for a living?

you briefly pause, looking at your computer that had data running through it. then you look back down to the chat

space baby: hope it does not come off rude, but i do not want to reveal any personal information of mine. i’m not quite comfortable, sorry!! ... maybe in the future?

calebs smile falters a bit, but shrugs, smiling, before typing back, his head softly hitting the headboard. 

captain apple: do not even worry about it! i totally understand haha... does that mean we have a future? ;) haha joking space baby: i really do appreciate your understanding. not a lot of people do... and yes... depends.. ;)  captain apple: i appreciate it. can i vent? space baby: of course! i’m not a licensed therapist, but i am a good listener captain apple: i feel so lonely. mentally exhausted  space baby: oh god, i’m so sorry. i know the feeling, what’s going on? captain apple: work tires me out lol, havent seen my friends outside of work in so long, so you know. i can’t really tell anyone at work.

unbeknownst to them, space baby and captain apple were just a few walls apart. both smiles falter as they read the message history. you sigh, feeling awful. you knew how it  felt, the loneliness at work, the feeling of being in a corner, you felt for captain apple. 

space baby: i’m so sorry captain apple. i completely understand what you’re going through– i go through that sometimes, it’s a cold world. have you been able to take some time off from work? captain apple: i just appreciate someone listening to me. to be honest no. i’ve always been the…care taker of my family, you know?  space baby: no i get that, makes things even worse, you have this feeling of having to uphold the family together. i’m so sorry, i wish i could help!! if i was your boss i'd totally give you a week off, or however long you need! >< captain apple: you listening is more than enough honestly. i appreciate our interactions more than you know. space baby: i appreciate you too, captain apple! i’m so glad i could be a good friend to you. i look forward to talking to you more. been looking forward to our conversations on a daily basis now.

caleb lays in the bed, staring at the text message, a tear hanging from his eyes, threatening to spill. such little interaction left such a big impact. he’d been feeling so bad, and the fact that space baby was willing to sit and listen to him, even so miniscule was enough for him. he wished to meet her one day, but for now, baby steps.

captain apple: i’m going to head to bed, but i really appreciate you being here for me. thank you so much space baby. space baby: i hope you have a good night captain, i’ll be here anytime! 

caleb lays there for a while longer, snuggling up to the soft pillow staring at the phone, contemplating his thoughts, appreciating the message that space baby had sent him, rereading the messages. he decides to hop on his movie app, searching for dunkirk, and watching it for the night or until he fell asleep.

you take one last look at the data that you were watching, and move your computer to the bed, getting yourself ready to relax for the rest of the night.  after a while, as you finish watching the data collection you feel a sense of sleepiness overtaking you, and as you go to shut your computer off, you could’ve sworn that you heard dunkirk through a wall. ignoring the noise, you close your eyes, getting ready to retire for the night. you had a long day ahead of you tomorrow. you couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness for your mutual. you'd somewhat wish you weren't so closed off, or else you would've been open to meeting him.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ! - @mcdepressed290, @young-adult-summer, @unstablemiss, @britishfailure, @caramelizedpopcirn,

[purin-gambler]

there was nothing more suna loved than to take photos of his chubby love. with photography as his full time profession, you would be the main subject captured first in his heart, then captured to his lense. his vision of his love for you reflected in the imagery he takes of you.

never once had he pressured you. always understanding whether or not you felt picture ready in the moment. though he wants nothing more than to show the world your beauty, in your most rawest form to your most dolled up. and the times you do agree, his choices of composition, his use of following and breaking all dynamics in the principles of photography, as well as the incredible way he executes your perfection is not just derived from skill, but his wholehearted love for you.

the way hed take time, shifting in all sorts of silly and uncomfortable positions just to find the lighting that best highlights the doughy goodness of your body. shuffling around more to get an angle that doesnt shadow away your supple parts he loves so much. he looks ridiculous, especially in public. but he’ll take the light humiliation if it means you get to shine in return. the results always awed you both, so of course— it was worth it.

though his own guilty pleasure? gifting you outfits hed love for you to do mini photoshoots in, taking perspective pov shots— just to get close to you while posed and dressed up, and making sets for you in his personal studio or just in your shared home. because to his eyes, you are every lovely definition and more. not just as his muse, but as his girlfriend, his most cherished love, and his other half.

he could gush for hours over the way you stole his heart, and how he greedily gate keeps yours. every time he saw your smile as you laughed and chatted his ears off, every time you groggily woke up beside him, every time he saw you in ways you trusted no one else besides him to.

it almost frustrates him that your beautiful expressions cant be fully grasped by the digital pixels created by a photo. no matter how good the camera or his skills are. your smile on film would never live up to the radiant way you shine in person. but hes a greedy man, so he feels a sense of pride knowing he could see your smile youve given him in its truest form. with you right beside him, and its all for himself.

through his eyes alone, he had been entranced since day one. and he feels so damn luckily he can be the one to show you off to the world through his loving gaze.

hence the number of photos of you, the reason a photo of you and him are front and center on his booking website, and why his portfolio is full of his best work— a large percentage of it involving you.

and when it comes back to the individual photos hes taken— each capture, even if accidentally blurred from an unmatched shutter speed, or caught too off guard— still meant so much to him. back to the times youve agreed to take part in his more professional work, suna would always make it a point not to bother with heavily editing the photos. wanting highlight what makes you so one of a kind. with your blemishes and your so called ‘imperfections’ that only made so much more real to him, unlike the images seen in magazines or online.

he treasures you, and has seen you in so many different ways unlike no other. through each moment outside of still imagery, he will always highly regard you as a person he so dearly loves. shined in his work and through his own two orbs— you as a whole became his muse and center of his world.

[nathsketch]

Happy 65th anniversary to Disney’s Sleeping Beauty!! No pink and blue dress today, so how about something more cottagecore? 🌸💐

Happy Monday! 💖

Find me here: Instagram | Website & Portfolio

[multiheadcanons]

TF2 MERCS IN THE ANIMAL CARE INDUSTRY BECAUSE WORK HAS BEEN MAKING ME SAD

scout: scout is new to the industry. a year at most. the fastest bather you could find in town. doesn’t want to start his own business, so works for a mom and pop shop. personality hire, but he’s getting better and better every day. has no interest in learning how to groom, though. he doesn’t have the right eye to make an animal look good.

soldier: soldier is more likely to be an owner of a very blank salon that he rents out booths for individual groomers. only takes enough from the money pool to maintain the building. doesn’t really care what goes on otherwise. his tenants LOVE him, because any issue is solved within 48 hours and they can do whatever they want as long as they take care of the place. handles sharpening because he knows the sharpener.

pyro: runs a luxury doggy daycare; and is VERY serious about the job. is up almost 24 hours a day during holiday seasons taking care of up to 30 dogs a day. has a handful of full time, live in employees, but they get so nervous when they’re not there they just stay at the daycare all day, watching. loves their employees. pays like, double the average wage as a start, because pyro expects nonstop work. consistent raises and bonuses, AND pizza parties.

engineer: a man of many hats. is actually a farrier. but if you got a sheep that needs shearing or something that needs to be tinkered with or a blade that needs sharpening or a dog that just needs a bath and nail trim he’s also your man. is the ONLY LICENSED AND CERTIFIED SHARPENER IN THREE FUCKING STATES. busy, busy man. soldier sends wealthy business and hearty workers his way in exchange for a monthly sharpening for his little shop. they’re friends, and soldier has always been a man of his word, so of course he agreed.

heavy: specializes in extra large dogs. 70 pound minimum to book with him. he runs a one on one fear free grooming experience called “Giant Spaw For Giant Dogs”. his website to book an appointment is full of pictures of him holding these massive dogs like they’re puppies. he’s smiling so wide in each picture. heavy loves dogs. has numerous certifications. is dog cpr certified. regularly attends dog shows. his salon is BEAUTIFUL. sleek, modern, lavender and navy theme. you enter and the reception area smells… so good. charges an arm and a leg though. but he sends you like… pictures of your dog on photoshopped backgrounds. it’s so worth it, his clientele is DEVOTED to him. one time he got sick and had to cancel his appointments and one of his clients broke down on him, praying for his health over the phone.

demo: demo is the best worker in the state, and he cycles through salons and clinics often based on where he’s needed. every business wants him so bad when they don’t have him. is getting paid VERY well to do what he does best. enjoys the process of bathing a dog without the stress of the haircut. fast, efficient, able to juggle multiple groomers as ONE bather. he’s a vital asset to any team he’s with, and he doesn’t even need the money. also likes working kennel. will help pyro during the holiday season for a break.

spy: i have two ideas. spy either has like, celebrity clientele, or spy exclusively grooms cats. requires his clients on a monthly schedule either way. his salon is also one on one quiet luxury pet care. brown and cream colored salon. never remembers to take pictures of his work. to book with him requires prepayment. website is sleek, and his portfolio is sorted by breed. doesn’t ask what anyone wants done on their pet, just does what he thinks is best. they always come out stellar. even his worst grooms are westminster worthy. has a wall of pet colognes and finishing sprays.

sniper: sniper is a mobile groomer and his business is called “Come Wash My Dog”. fast, efficient. doesn’t do anything fancy on any dog, and charges accordingly. does keep bows and bandanas to put on his favorite clients. likes terriers. occasionally gets caught up talking to his clients. it’s like his human interaction for the day. don’t come up to him making any requests, he is very frank that he is not one of them fancy groomers. he gives the dogs a trim if he can. that’s why his prices are so low.

medic: see, medic might make a really bad and unethical human doctor. but i think he’d make a phenomenal avian veterinarian. i think if medic became a veterinarian he would be a much different, much more ethically fulfilled man. known for his passion and dedication to the job. practically sleeps in his office so he is on call, at all times. probably wouldn’t have interest in tending to anything past the birds, but because he is known as one of three exotic vets in the state he’ll occasionally see reptiles and rodents. only has passing thoughts of joining an illegal pet trade, but he loves his job so much. he couldn’t forgive himself if he squandered it. keeps every feather that falls off his clients, and keeps them in organized files. when a client dies, he’ll give them the feathers and keep one for his clinic’s gallery wall. has a clinic cat because he thinks the irony’s funny. much more at peace with himself. at his worst he’s like house but with birds and without the drug addiction.

[herotome]

Do you bleed? You will.

coughcoughahem-- another beautiful piece by my lovely REMNANTATION <-(website with glorious portfolio and commission info) @remnantation

Fun fact this was actually part of an art trade >:)

Warden can't wait to get a hot nosebleed in

Two Days

when the Super Demo comes out!!!

[coolpixdump]

Hi! Welcome to MY WORLD, aka coolpixdump. As of this writing (1/2025), I have been running this photoblog for 7 years, so it seems like it's about time for a statement of purpose.

The tagline says "Exploring the intersection between architecture, infrastructure and nature" and that's a big part of this project. I am heavily influenced by the New Topographics photographers, who were trying to show the impact of humankind's "progress" on the natural world. I think of my work at the exact middle ground between their work, William Eggleston's, and the paintings of Edward Hopper (with a sprinkle of Corinne Day on the nights I photograph shows). I'm interested in capturing the beauty of the banal, the elegance of the everyday. I want to illuminate the haunting aura of all the places that no one else thinks to photograph.

The majority of the work I present here is shot with my trusty Nikon Coolpix 3200. For more information on the cameras I use, see my cameras page.

I hope to one day put together a book, or at least a zine -- some kind of tangible collection. But for now, it's all here. You can use the "MORE PHOTOS" links towards the bottom on the left & right of each page if you are browsing on the web, or you can scroll into oblivion if you are using the Tumblr app. Feel free to reach out if you have any questions. Thanks for your interest in my work! (and don't forget to check out my portfolio website if you want to take a look at my other projects...)

-- Lo

[aunt-pol]

Hello! This post will probably seem out of place on my blog but I am offering free proofreading and copy editing services in order to build a portfolio! Freelancing is a hard thing to get started in, especially when most of one's recent job experience has been in the service industry, but I love editing for folks and I'm really trying to make this the year I get it up and running, even if only as a side hustle. If you have any projects you'd like to have copy edited or proofread, please keep reading to see if we can help each other!

My qualifications:

Studied English at the University of Dallas

Worked as a copy editor at the student newspaper

Did a summer internship in the corporate communications dept for a global company which involved, among other things, independently editing the daily company newsblast

Am a hobbyist writer on my own time - I relate from both sides of the red pen!

Simply editing things for family, friends, and online mutuals! Which has gotten me testimonials such as these:

"Katie provided an attentive and thorough reading of my resume, and suggested several minute but important corrections which helped to clarify my writing! She responded quickly to my request, edited the document and returned it to me within a short timeline, and was clear and direct in her feedback."

-Marie Trotter, writer and critic

"Katie Kuplack is the editor you need! Her perceptive notes and sharp eye for grammar, such as verb tense and sentence structure, will make your writing more professional and publishable. Katie will take your writing seriously, offering honest feedback and encouraging you to exceed your expectations. I recommend Katie’s editing services for any writing project that you value and hope to share with the world."

-Sarah O'Brien, EIC of Boston Accent Lit and author of Shapeshifter

How It Would Work:

You can message me here or email me at katiek.edits@gmail.com about the project you'd like me to work on and we'll talk about what service you're wanting, turnaround time, etc. I'm open to bouncing it back and forth as much as you need to get the final product you want. In the end, you get a more polished whatever-it-is, and I have your permission to keep before-and-after samples of your project for my portfolio, to be used on freelancing platforms like Upwork or eventually shown on my own website.

Types of Docs/Projects I am particularly interested in working on:

Short fiction and poetry.

Captions and subtitles*

Website copy and blog posts

Resumes, cover letters, other business writing

*I realize these typically don't get edited by a third party, but I am also interested in getting experience creating them if that's something you need!

Other stuff you should know:

I'm already familiar with AP Style, planning to learn Chicago, and can of course work with whatever company- or project-specific style guide you might have.

My topical specialties include English lit, pop culture, fandom, business communications, martial arts, beauty and skincare, and the coffee industry.

I have experience editing for ESL writers and translated work.

I can work with you through both Google and Microsoft applications.

What I will NOT work on:

Any AI-generated content

Marketing/sales copy

Full-length books/novels (not for free)

Amazon/Kindle e-books

Academic papers, dissertations, etc.

Please reblog to help me get this around and thank you if you read this whole thing! I know this is a long shot but I hope to hear from some of y'all soon. :)

[happywebdesign]

Alvaro Colom

[sktthemes1]

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[abby118]

Hello! I had a question about Thor concept art and you seem to be the expert on the matter, so I hope this hasn't been asked before :) There are so many beautiful concepts of regular Asgardian life in TDW, and I recently managed to get the re-release of the art book in the hopes of having a physical copy of them. Except half of the pictures I've seen online aren't in there. Do you know if the new art books different from the original ones? If content was cut, or if they didn't add in these pictures that clearly exist? I can't imagine why they wouldn't include some of the best concept artwork for the whole series in the final edit.

Hey! :) I'm so glad you asked and thank you!

Before I get to the Thor concept art in general, I'd like to say the first difference is between the physical and the digital version of the art books. You can notice it in the text placement such as in this case:

(physical copy photos by @thelibraryofsylphide & you can find the digital ones here + the Jotunheim tag. The sources are in the replies and the artists' names tagged which applies to the side blogs as well.)

When I post these, I try to find the original version from the artist's portfolio rather than screenshotting from the books because they tend to be better quality and without text (although that's not always possible). I made a post on this topic in the past.

Another difference seems to be in the releases. The digital version of the art of TDW I've got doesn't include this page (x) despite it being featured in some of the previews.

Now to move on to the art itself, what you noticed is that the majority of what I post on my main blog's concept art tag & my Asgard blog's concept art tag is not in the books. I browse portfolios and the websites connected to them which I had saved from my lenghty stay in this fandom. A common misconception I see is that the books have all of the works which is simply not true; what you see in them is just a portion of what's been created for these movies, not to mention that not everything is accessible either.

As I've mentioned already look in the replies and that's where the art is from.

[msweebyness]

can i ask about mme winters? I just want to know what her relationship is like with each of her students.

You most certainly can! @booksrbetterthanpeople @imsparky2002 @nerdy-chocomallow

Attends whatever events for them she can swing, and cheers them on louder than anyone

Known as one of the biggest mama bears in the school, no one messes with her kids

They’re all used to her dramatic flair and tendencies, and love her for it

Keeps first aid supples on hand for Soo-Yeon because that boy is going to bruise or cut himself at some point in the day, it’s inevitable

Reminds Dot to take breaks and that not everything has to go according to plan, she doesn’t always need to be in ‘secretary mode’

Proudly wears accessories that Margo has made for her, and helped her set up the website where she sells her creations

Never forgets to supply Brecken with extra aids that he may need for reading assignments, and make sure to tell him at least once a day that he’s smarter than he thinks he is

Was one of the first people to stand up for Anais to her parents, blasting them for all the pressure they put on their child, and she actually managed to get through to their dad

Reminds Candace that she doesn’t need to do everything herself and that it’s okay to reach out to the people who care about her for help

Shares Eri and Anthony’s love for gothic theater and literature and always recommends them new titles to check out

Was a major source of support for Staci when she started transitioning, and even recommended her some good stores to shop for clothes that suited her style

Was one of the first people Missy really broke down her walls with about her feelings surrounding her mother’s death, and assured her she was in no way to blame

The same deal for Roxie, about how much their ex’s treatment and betrayals really hurt them

Has coached Jesse through many anxiety attacks, she helped teach him the exercise he uses to steady his breathing. (She will never stop cursing the earth his bastard father walks on.)

Also helped him discover his talent for stage management and working behind the scenes

Helped Aggie’s uncle with gathering information to make a report to CPS on her parents, and advocated for him to be awarded custody

Was in full support of Parker being the first girl to try out for the school’s rugby team and threw a small class party when she was selected

Makes sure Ayesha and Petra don’t exhaust themselves on their projects, reminding them that art is beautiful without having to be perfect

Hates that Evie thinks she’s being a burden or making an unnecessary scene when she expresses that something upsets her, is working to undo her grandmother’s conditioning

Encouraged Mona to try out for the school’s cameraperson position for their news program, and helped her make a portfolio of their best projects

Makes sure Eloise knows that her limited emotional expression doesn’t make her a cold or rude person, it’s just how she is

Ships all the couples in her class, and secretly squealed when they got together

Will bring the hammer down on Damocles if he tries any of his bull with her kids

[erin-unknown]

Getting to know the blogger: What’s one of the moments you’re proudest of? - BDB

Thanks for asking! I had to think about this one, haha... there's a lot of silly little things and some bigger, heavier things that involve a lot of backstory that doesn't belong to me and I'd rather not tell, so I'm going to set those aside.

A good, lighthearted memory is my college portfolio review; we were assigned working illustrators, who would take a look a selection of our work and give their assessment. I was largely a watercolorist interested in children's books, and (either intentionally or purely by chance I was never sure) I ended up paired with Charles Santore.

Now, one of my favorite picture books as a little kid, purely for the beautiful watercolor illustrations, was a version of The Wizard of Oz illustrated by none other than Santore himself? Like, this picture book is one of many little reasons I wanted to pursue illustration as a career, so imagine how floored I am when I learn this guy will be reviewing my work??

(above: one of Santore's illustrations from The Wizard of Oz)

Anyway, he's very courteous during my review, very kind, and told me—me(!!)—that I was an "excellent watercolorist". (I can admit that I've been dining out on that for years lol.)

It was genuinely a wonderful bit of validation from someone whose work I respected. A year or two after graduation, I decided that I ultimately wasn't cut out for the freelance illustration life, but I still remember this.

My old website is technically still up, though I haven't added any new work since maybe 2014?