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Does anyone know what happend to this writer her user was something like zuffer-weird-girl or something i love her work she did overhaul fanfics and i loved them but when i tried to find her user and read her fanfics shes not there anymore did she delete her acc or something and why did she like now i’m sad bc i loved her work (also sorry for my bad english english is not my language)
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Ok so I have diagnosed clinical depression and basically what I've learned is that depression is viewed by some as a result of faulty cognitive functioning. Beck theorised it works as a triad of negativity; negative self schema (view of the self), negative view of the world, and negative view of the future.
When I told my therapist I felt like I wasn't living up to how I wanted my life to be, she suggested I instead think about an idealized distant future life, realistic enough to be technically possible but not in any way related to my current life or the current world. She said make it as detailed and specific as physically possible, spend as long as I need on it.
So I opened PowerPoint and Pinterest and spent hours over multiple days making a super specific mood board for my future life, covering every aspect I could think of. When I told her I'd done it in the next session, she told me to write a list of broad changes between my life and this abstract future one and then, predictably, she told me to find routes to each of these changes and then to further break them down into tiny incremental steps I can take - starting in the long term and then moving toward the present.
eg, scrolling on Pinterest, find a pretty plant, download it and put it in powerpoint, write next to it 'have garden with this plant', then next to it 'own house with garden' 'job with enough money to buy house' 'good grades to get high paying job' 'study more often to get good grades' 'clear desk and sort out backpack to make studying easier', eventually it will become 'clear desk and sort schoolbag so I can have this pretty plant!!'
I started this about 6 months ago but I still find myself adding to the mood board at least once a week, and even if I'm not doing any of the changes I should, it at least provides some direction for what life could be and smaller steps for how to achieve it.
I fully understand that it's hard to motivate yourself to do this (I hyper fixated on it for a few weeks at first lol) but you can literally just do it on your phone in tiny amounts and even though the future can seem bleak and empty you WILL find something that seems pretty or interesting or appealing somehow that you can just copy into your powerpoint.
It essentially helps you find your 'why' for everyday life, making the future seem slightly more positive, and if you do some of those actions you might feel better about yourself too!
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When fame magnifies her insecurities, a small moment of sadness with her famous husband threatens their peace. But through tenderness and devotion, he reminds her that while the world may claim him, his heart belongs only to her.
Warnings: Johnny depp in the 90’s, love making, reader is insecure, Johnny is 23 in this, fem reader, sexual comments, mentions of sadness, oral! Fem receiving, biting! Fem receiving, cursing! Johnny depp, mentions of pressure, mentions of sexual positioning, possession, black fem reader! Use of the word daddy!, fingering, missionary,
She sat at the window, trying to steady the thoughts that never seemed to quiet, watching her husband wave off the paparazzi as he made his way to the gates of the house they were supposed to call home.
To the world outside, he was untouchable—charming, confident, adored. But from her seat in the shadows, she felt the distance fame had carved between them, a silence that grew louder each time the cameras flashed. Tonight, that silence pressed heavier than usual, wrapping around her chest in a way she couldn’t quite shake.
Watching the lock twist and her husband rushing inside, closing the door and gulping as he pushed his long pretty hair back. A deep sigh entering the atmosphere. “My love?” Johnny called out, pushing himself off the door and closer to the lady seated on the chair closest to the window, black robe tied perfectly, brown skin cleaned and fresh, heart pumping at miles for the words she didn’t want to hear.
“Yes?” Johnny kneeled down beside his wife, taking her cold hand into his. “What’s troubling you?” He asked, fingers bring the back of her hand up to his lips to place a chaste kiss. “Nothing my love, how was the filming?” She had asked, her temper fighting to keep her feelings hidden. As she let out a quiet sigh, he took her hand guiding her to stand up. “Quite decent I must say.” Reaching behind her to the old brown bookshelf he had bought her three years ago and fixing the record player.
As the music flowed into the room she braced herself for the talk he was eventually going to get out of her. “So, you want to tell me what’s going on in that beautiful brain of yours?” Johnny wrapped his big hands around her waist, pulling her closer, resting his chin on her shoulder as he slowly moved around with his wife in a slow dance circle.
“It’s nothing…I- I just fell indifferent” she muttered beneath her breath, words hanging onto the strings of her heart, fighting every breath to stay inside her tampered mind. “Go on” Johnny ushered gently, his thoughts moving at speeds he couldn’t chase her he didn’t say anything else, allowing her to take her time. His heart pushing to get on his knees and comfort her like a husband should. Not even in a sexual matter, in a soul matter.
He’d give her his soul if she told him so. He’d go to hell just to know that she had asked him to do so. This was his wife, her problems felt like the end of the world, he was the knight that would swear on every living thing for his woman. “You’re…you’re a..star. You turn heads, you bless people with your presence and i am just..me. I am just a girl who can’t live up to the media.” She paused when his grip on her lower back tightened like he needed her to release a breath. One she didn’t know she had even been holding in until his touch lit her back up like a tail of gasoline being set to flames.
Johnny didn’t mutter a single thing as he slowly twirled his wife around. “And?” The words rolled across his tongue and to her ears, like a summer day, the world quiet and a feeling in her chest as tears weld up in her eyes. The weight of conveying her heartache crashing down on her functional system. “I just feel like…I’m not me. It sound weird but I feel like- not that I’m jealous- I am so proud of you baby, I just feel like you deserve better than someone who isn’t like you. Than someone who’s passion is acting and pursing a career similar to yours..” oh so badly Johnny wanted to speak his mind.
Oh so badly he wanted her to feel how he felt, wanted her to know the weight of love he feels with her growing wings, the gust of winds that appended her. “Yes and? My love if you want me to change something it’s done. I’ll change it in a heartbeat” and the sickest part wasn’t that she knew he’d change something in a heartbeat, it was that she knew he’d change for her without a reason.
He was perfect, she absolutely knew his flaws and she lived them, he didn’t need to change a thing about himself for her, she hated that he wanted to change for her when she didn’t deserve him. “I just feel, like I’m a useless, you’re smart, your an actor, your famous, your self esteem is the best. And I’m just here. I’m not on your level, you deserve more than me. Someone who can love you without this restriction. - woman who can feed into your career in the best way possible.”
Johnny gently pulled back, his eyes wandering her soul for understanding. “Oh my love, how long has this been weighing your mind?” Johnny asked guiding the woman to sit on the bed, her black robe gently coming undone. “A few days..” she reluctantly answered, noticing she was starting to actually feel better. “want to know what I think?” Her husband asked, looking down at the woman on the bed who looked so beautiful looking up at him.
A half smile blessing his features, his shoulder length hair framed his face as he cupped her cheek before kneeling down to her level. The woman nodded, her fingertips gently pointing out to trace his lips. “I think-” Johnny started, placing small kisses on her ankles between every word. “I think you are a blessing. You are amazing my love. Actress? No actress? I don’t mind. I wanted you for you, always. Forever” each kiss was like a hug.
A thick blanket wrapping around her body in the winter time, it was funny. How she felt so small for a few sentences but in the best way possible. “Need more?” He eyed her face for the words she didn’t say, for the thoughts she didn’t spill. When she didn’t answer he trailed his fingers up the hem of her robe, pushing the material to the side to give him more access to her hips.
“I am infatuated with you. Career choice or what. I married you for a reason my love, I chose you, I choose you, and I’ll choose you everyday. I love you, I am madly in love with you.” He placed a lingering kiss to her hip.
Combing her fingers through his hair, she started to feel better. “I love you too” she smiled. Johnny ushered her to lean back a little. She did so allowing the space in between them to open up a little more. Johnny used his hands to open the robe fully, he needed her to understand his devotion to her. “What is this?” Johnny pointed to her legs. “My leg?” He shook his head rubbing the skin beneath his warm fingertips.
“Wrong. These are what carry you over to me everyday. They’re beautiful” oh his way of words had his wife blushing and smiling like a middle schooler talking to their crush. Sliding his hands up to her nipples, flicking the bud softly her asked again. “What are these?” Circling the skin softly causing her to gasp quietly.
“My nipples…?” His big hand wrapped around the fat of her breasts, giving it a light squeeze. “Wrong. These are what protects your heart and provides for our kids.” they didn’t have kids yet but she might as well give him one by now.
“They’re gorgeous. Now, tell me what this is?” Johnny whispered kissing her neck before pulling back to kiss her forehead. “My very beautiful brain, that’s smart..” she had caught on finally, to his fun little game, her smile indicating that she felt proud of herself.
“Wrong.” She felt her face drop slightly. “You’re very very beautiful brain that is smart, pretty, and amazing” just then her smile lit up again. Johnny trailed his hand down her tummy to her core, she wasn’t fully turned on yet because, well they are in the middle of a talk but that was okay.
“Now tell me–what do you see?” Johnny turned her face towards the mirror on the wall, his other hand rubbing her clit in slow circles before stopping and rubbing his middle finger between her now wetting folds.
“Y-you..touching me” a soft gasp erupted from the pits of her stomach when he teased the tip of his middle finger past her folds. “Oh?” Johnny asked, on hand holding her hip to hell her ease up a little. “J-johnny..” she muttered, full lips pressing together while her eyebrows knit together.
“Every inch of you is perfect.” He kissed her stomach gently, his fingers never coming to a stop. “….i love it, you’re so beautiful, baby.” Wandering his finger deeper inside her walls, her back arched upward, mouth opening in pleasure when she felt the rub of his fingers applying pressure to her warm embrace.
“No one compares, to you…No one ever, will…” he murmurs against her skin, his lips ghosting the flesh underneath them. She moaned softly throwing her head back against the bed, her hair spreading across the pillows.
Johnny brings his head up, pushing another finger in alongside his middle finger. Looking up at his wife through his lashes, pupils blown wide with lust and adoration. “Watch me worship you…” he spread her legs, his head moving lower when she finally found the strength to look into his eyes. The sheer look of love in his eyes made her stomach have butterflies.
Johnny kept his eyes on hers as his tongue flicked out lovingly on her clit, his two fingers still working her open slowly. She moaned, her legs fighting to not instinctively close against his head. “Let me hear those beautiful sounds you make…”and she did, she let it out, at first she wanted to hold it in, afraid the paparazzi could be lurking outside their window but then again why care what others are doing when her husband is on his knees proving that exact point.
She had let their words get to her, she had let them bite her like a vampire, draining her love for herself out like a snake. He said she was beautiful. That her sounds were beautiful. And it was true. Johnny loved her like no other ever could. And he was proving that.
Johnny groaned when he heard her starting to let loose, her moans awakening a part of him, a feral part. His mouth works faster as well as his fingers. “You taste amazing my love” Johnny sucked harder, determined to watch his wife come undone on his mouth. “Mmmhph- j-Johnny..” she called out, a beautiful calling of love. Her back arching, her hands finding friendship in the sheets.
“Yes baby girl…say my name again..tell me how you feel my love” he continued his skilled administrations, jerking his hands to the side once he hit that spot, the spongey texture blessing him with its appearance. “Johnny I’m close…so close…oh baby~” he hummed in approval, eyes briefly closing to stop himself from moaning out.
His wife turned him on so much, over the top one would say. It was impossible to look at her and not crumble. An addict to the woman moaning his very name in this moment. “You can do it for me hmm? Come on..let it out for daddy…I’ve got you.” His voice was commanding but had a gentle edge to it. Johnny redoubles his efforts, wanting to see her shatter. To break in his hold just so he could build her back up.
He moaned at her intense release, his tongue lapping up every single drop escaping her sacred body. Her hips moved across his face but he didn’t mind, pressing his free hand down on her hip, moaning against her entrance and his plunging fingers. “So beautiful..” Johnny kisses his way back up his wife’s naked body.
Lips meeting in a deep kiss, his love and passion entering her body through their lips. After a few minutes Johnny sat back, removing his shirt first then kissing his wife again, lips not leaving her as he found a way to strip fully. After he was naked he spread her legs and grabbed her ankles pulling her down to him softly. “Do you want more my love?” His voice was so close to a whisper as he kissed her neck. The feeling sending shivers down her body.
She nodded, her hand with the wedding ring coming up to cup his cheek, looking into eachothers eyes as he guided his cock inside. He didn’t look down, he didn’t look past her, he looked at her, his cock penetrating her while their eyes told stories of love their mouth didn’t have the time to.
Her eyes shut as she looked away, breaking the intense eye contact, she couldn’t fathom the sheer feeling of her lover, her husband, her man being inside her.
Johnnys eyes chased hers as the two felt sparks. Every push deeper had him biting back words of confessions again. “Look at me, my love…look at me while I make love to you.” He grabbed her chin tenderly turning her face back to his as he rolled his hips.
He gripped her hips with his left hand, pulling her closer with each thrust, keeping her from moving away from the pleasure. His eyes are intense, watching every fragment of her expressions. “Yeah…there you go.” He moaned against, his control slipping as he fell deeper into her.
“Mmmmh…feels so good” she moaned, clenching naturally. Johnny nodded along with her. “So good, I know baby I know.” She felt his cock hit a part inside her, melting as he let her chin go to rub his hands down her chest, coaxing her to feel her best. “Tell me how beautiful you are my love..” his eyes flickered down to were they were connecting momentarily, she was taking him perfectly.
“I-I’m so beautiful..” she gasped out, her left leg bending in reaction to his tip hitting that stop so perfectly soft. “Yeah..you are. How amazing are you?” He pressured gently. “So amazing~” she tried, she really did but getting words out was so hard when he was making love to her as good as he does every time.
Johnny groans deeply, rolling his hips to hit it deeper, the wet sounds of their connection getting louder as she sucked him in. “You’re so perfect…f-fuck” he moaned pulling her into a kiss. “I love you so much, so much” he groans against her lips, raw emotion.
She wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him down to relax his weight ontop of her. To feel deeply connected. To feel melted into him. “I love you so much too…” she gasped out moaning into his ears loving.
He nodded against her neck, allowing his hips to come down against hers so deliciously. “Oh-yes-“ she squealed out , he moaned biting down on her neck. “Oh please don’t stop- oh baby~” oh he wouldn’t stop, never, he’d never stop pleasing his wife.
“You feel amazing my love.” Whispering against her skin. Her gummy walls milking his cock at every thrust. The warmth around him could be conveyed to pure ecstasy. He planted his hand down on the bed beside her head sitting up and looking down into her as he sped up his movements slightly. The catch of his cock felt amazing, the resistance of her folds sucking him in almost had him whimpering out.
She moaned out reaching for his hands. He intertwined their fingers, “I am hopelessly devoted to you.”
