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[reportwire]

H&M profit drops after Russia exit costs

H&M profit drops after Russia exit costs

Sweden’s Hennes & Mauritz AB said Thursday that net profit for its third quarter fell significantly after it booked a one-time cost related to the winding down of its Russian operations, and that it will start a cost and efficiency program. The company HM.B, -3.17% posted a net profit of 531 million Swedish kronor ($47.4 million) for the fiscal quarter ended Aug. 31, compared with SEK4.69 billion…

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[poonamranius]

JIPMER Recruitment 2022 | 139 पदों के लिए निकली भर्ती

JIPMER Recruitment 2022 | 139 पदों के लिए निकली भर्ती

JIPMER Recruitment : विभाग का विवरण – JIPMER Recruitment 2022 : एजवाहरलाल इंस्टीट्यूट ऑफ पोस्टग्रेजुएट मेडिकल एजुकेशन एंड रिसर्च ने जिपमर, पुडुचेरी में विभिन्न Group B & C पदों की सीधी भर्ती के लिए 13.07.2022 को नई अधिसूचना [प्रशासन- I/DR/1(2)/2022] परिचालित की है JIPMER द्वारा भरे जाने वाले 139 पद हैं और इन रिक्तियों को नर्सिंग ऑफिसर, एक्स-रे तकनीशियन और रेस्पिरेटरी लेबोरेटरी टेक्निशियन पदों के…

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[kuwgo]

Stocks drop as Dow drops more than 800 points

Stocks drop as Dow drops more than 800 points

US stocks retreated, extending losses in April, as investors digested earnings reports from leading companies and weighed concerns about inflation and the spread of Covid-19 in China. Shares fell for most of Tuesday, falling further late in the session. The S&P 500 index closed 2.8%, or 120.92 points, at 4,175.20, a day after technology shares surged major indexes. The Dow Jones Industrial…

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[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Cute Spider Society Headcanons:

[a long post of random headcanons about the fun stuff at Spider Society HQ - all cool things for your Spidersona to do]

There's absolutely regular talent shows and battles of the band every quarter or so.

Spider-people usually aren't the most popular back home on their Earth's, so Miguel permits having shows and activities like this so Spider-people can bond and relieve stress between Canon Events

Hobie has won multiple times - His and Gwen's band won last quarter, BUT they don't always win. MetroSpider is another past winner.

The rule is Spider-members only. But if your powers help your music, you can use them (ie, Hobie can play guitar without an amp-)

Training is a HUGE thing.

And it's mandatory even between missions. Time trails, Web strength testing, problem resolution training, weekly classes - It's a lot.

Your training schedule isn't always the same, and your classes are determined by your skill, specific powers, and universe

Money isn't used on campus. It's banned actually, and mostly useless when everyone is from a universe with a different exchange rate, political climate, tender etc.

Instead, The main currency is based on a points system connected to training/missions.

The more missions you do, or the more you train (therefore making you a better hero to your universe), the more points you earn

Things like the cafeteria and dorms are completely free. But points can be used to earn perks like suit upgrades, or things from the commissary

The Commissary is a store on campus where you can buy authorized items from other Earth's.

They have everything from training materials like mechanical webbing - with different properties/effects - to leisure things like cool video games from Margo's world or music from other time eras, vintage things from old universes, etc

Points can also be used for a number of other stuff such as:

Extra jumps on your watch. The more missions you do, the more jumps you can buy, allowing you to go to other universes on your off time (to hang with friends)

Suit Upgrades. Your suit is surveyed and upgraded for free at joining, and it gets upgraded with every class you gain (C Class -> B Class -> A Class -> etc.)

However, you can use points to upgrade or even just redesign your suit. There is a Suit Center where fashionable and genius Spider-people will help you design and adjust your suit based on your universe and villains

There's support groups, a lot centered around Canon Events.

For teens and young Spider-people there's an Educational Program

It can be done part-time with active mission work or full-time on campus

You train in multiversal research, Spider genetics, and other technology such as Doc Ock technology and Green Goblin biology

You can be offered a job on campus after completion - Margo is a graduate of this

If your participate in Educational Program, Lyla will be your mentor and you'll report to her

Educational students live in separate dorms, and the program is kinda intense, but VERY fun

There are different focuses in the program

Spider-Geneticists have a short residency after, they help take Spider vitals and oversee Training

You can also specialise in Spider-medicine - in which you work in the Infirmary

There are some CRAZY (secret) Parties all over the Spider-verse.

Disco-Spider loves a good party. Her and Pavi through insane ragers, a new one in a different universe everytime

Miguel has no idea

But partying on the walls and ceiling while Spider-people play super-human live shows in the world's craziest mosh-pit -

Spider-parties hit different.

It's one of the only time everyone is unmasked around each other

There's a really loose dress code

You DO NOT have to wear your suit 24/7. What is someone gonna do, rat you out in your universe?

Everyone is in their suit for ATSV cause Miguel asked them to be completely professional that day (as an intimidation tactic)

That's why Jess, Gwen, Peter, and Hobie are all fine showing their faces as soon as they get to campus.

If anything it's usually seen as weird to be wearing your mask all the time

Casual clothing is allowed. Skirts and dresses without anything underneath aren't allowed (you'll be upsidedown.)

You're expected to have two suits (one main, one spare - you get these at joining) for missions and a separate training outfit for your classes

There's super sports teams

Spidey Football (European not American) expands the rules to all four walls with a ball engineered to stick like Spidey-people do

Track & Swing Team - which Pavitr is a star member of

A small swim-and-dive team for the swimmers, and a small Roller Derby league for the skaters

Pavitr is also a star on the gymnastics team

There's also things like ballet groups, though Gwen doesn't take part

There's a REALLY GOOD Glee club. Spider-strength gives some crazy lung-capacity.

Disco is on the Glee club, and they take it very seriously

Living on campus doesn't threaten your home verse - you'll still be on call!

Lyla monitors all universes for anamolies - sending Anamoly Teams of 2-6

However if your universe experiences a non-anamoly, your watch will be pinged for a mandatory report, and you'll be sent to your universe to handle it

As such, your watch is like a doctor's pager. You can be called for anamolies or your universe at any time (If you're an active member in your universe, living on Society Campus, or have a contact negotiated for that. Class S members like Hobie can negotiate to be Selective Active members)

There's a little underground Spider-market

If you ask Hobie, he can definitely hack your watch for you.

If your Electro has been beating your ass, you can get your hands on electro-resistant webbing without spending points.

The Society has a small group of people willing to trade you for anything you've got, or even just help you out for the hell of it.

You just have to know where and who to ask

There's a couple Spideys that don't pay electric because someone hooked them up with a super clean Futuristic generator

MJ's, Black Cats, Osborns, and Deadpools are allowed on campus with clearance, a daypass, and a chaperone (their Spidey)

Only for short periods, or if they're super injured. An MJ might pop in when Peter forgets his lunch.

Aunt Mays are not.

It's considered very rude to call them by their 'base names' - ie. calling MJs 'Mary-Janes' or calling Black Cats 'Felicias'

Not all MJs are Mary-Janes

Though, using the term 'a Parker' is common on campus to refer to large Peter Parker population

Roughly 45-50% of the people on campus are named Peter.

There's other 'groups' - such as 'Not-Parkers' (Non-Peter iterations like Pavitr), and 'Duplicates' (Hobie Brown, Gwen Stacy, MJs, Felicia Hardy NightSpider etc)

Though calling them these things are way less common or accepted than calling someone a Parker ('Not-Parker'is neutral. 'Duplicate' is offensive)

#spiderman #atsv #hobie brown #marvel #spider man #spider punk #across the spiderverse #spiderpunk #peter parker #Gwen Stacy #pavitr prabhakar #pavi #spidersona #spidersonas #spider gwen #spidergwen #the spider society #spider society #ocs #across the spider verse #no proofread as usu

[queerthoughtsandfeelings]

Violence against transmascs is not a minor occurrence that is something for you to shrug off.

Stay in the comfort of your home posting your silly little “trans men have it easier because they experience less violence” nonsense. And no this is not chronically online for me to get upset over it. These are very real people spreading this rhetoric to even more real people and we have to stop acting like social media isn’t the easiest way to spread misinformation and doesn’t have real world consequences.

Yeah, I know we may not get our viral little tweets or articles about how to acknowledge violence against trans men but I think studies are good way to break this trend. Here is some more data on violence against trans men that I hope more people will be able to see.

It is not a minor problem and it’s prevalence should never be debated.

Disclaimer before #THEY come after, I in fact never stated transmascs experience more violence than transfems, I am simply making the argument that transmascs experience more violence than most people realize. “Whose has it worse” antics are stupid.

Links:

https://www.saravyc.ubc.ca/2021/05/31/gender-diverse-a-spotlight-on-the-health-of-trans-and-non-binary-young-people-in-b-c/

https://www.latrobe.edu.au/__data/assets/pdf_file/0009/1185885/Private-Lives-3.pdf

https://www.researchgate.net/publication/274574222_A_Closer_Look_at_Private_Lives_2_Addressing_the_Mental_Health_and_Well-Being_of_Lesbian_Gay_Bisexual_and_Transgender_LGBT_Australians

https://www.advocate.com/crime/2021/3/23/trans-people-four-times-likely-face-violent-crime-cis?amp

#transandrophobia #antimasculism #transphobia #transmasc

[btsgotjams27]

this is us ~ jjk | 6

after a hard conversation with your mother, you learn some new things about yourself.

✨ title: this is us | (sequel to all grown up) ✨ pairing: jungkook x f!reader | ✨ rating: m/18+ | minors dni ✨ genre/au: drama, romance, angst, fluff, smut | est!relationship, age gap, bff's younger brother ✨ playlist ✨ a/n: if you haven’t read the prequel to this, please do so here! :) you can read them here on AO3 & Wattpad

[ SERIES MASTERLIST ] | next ✨ drabble ~ girl's night out

chapter six ~ it's not all rainbows and butterflies | wc: 5.5k warnings: oc has a hard conversation with her mother, oc'smom is the worst, oc keeps secrets from jungkook b/c she's scared, a joke about oc being a p*do (they're being mean girls to her), jin overhears a convo and is about to throw punches, kissing, touching, groping (like i said!! nothing new here, they're in love and it's gross), jungkook is such a tease and cocky af, allusions to sex

~ Two months together ~

Getting to this point in your relationship with Jungkook wasn't an easy task - in particular, with your mother. She was beyond furious when you told her. The thought of you choosing to be with someone close to a decade younger than you completely disgusted her. She loved Jungkook, adored him, and even thought of him like her son, but she couldn't support your relationship with him.

"Please explain how this happened," she asked with anger rising in her tone while pacing back and forth.

"It started after the family reunion. We hung out a lot, and things just happened." You tried explaining without giving too much detail - especially when the pair of you were going to maul each other at your house during dinner with her and Yuna.

"Things just happened?" She scoffed. "What does Yuna think about all this?"

You cleared your throat before answering, "...she didn't like it at first. We didn't talk for a little bit while planning her wedding, but she's fine with it now." Honestly, you needed to sit down and talk to your best friend, like sit down and hash this all out, but she just got married, so you keep telling yourself - you hated having hard conversations.

"You were dating him before Yuna's wedding?" Your mother asked sternly. There was anger and resentment in her eyes, and the tone of her voice amped up even more. "Who would do that to their best friend?"

There it was, the one thing you had to struggle with only a few months ago. What she said triggered you. You fought through all the voices in your head telling you that you were the worst best friend in the world already. You didn't need to go through all that again. And who was she to judge you in the first place? You had a running list of the things you didn't approve of from her. Though she never cared much for you, why would it even matter?

"No! We weren't dating or anything. We were just hanging out more than usual..." you lingered with your sentence, not wanting to explain more than you needed to. She didn't need to know that you made the first move or how he kissed you in your childhood bedroom while she and Yuna were only a few feet away in the other room.

"I can't believe I have to call you my daughter," she muttered under her breath.

"Mom..." The muscle sitting inside your chest cavity sank to your stomach. Did she really have to say that? Did she really hate you that much? What have you ever done to her to deserve that? You've done everything that she's ever asked, but somehow you still failed to meet her expectations. She was the only living relative you had left, and she continued to treat you like nothing, like an outsider, like someone who didn't deserve her time.

"Your father would be furious if he were here," she huffed as she sat down." I need to sit before I pass out."

"You have to call me your daughter? What's that supposed to mean?"  You frowned before kneeling in front of her. "Mom...I'm sorry I've been never been able to live up to your expectations, but that comment was low, even for you." This conversation sucked big time, but her comment, her words, continue to pierce into the depths of your soul - a grown-ass woman you are, and the one person you needed continued to, without shame, detest your existence. You wondered what you needed to do for her to accept you as you were.

She couldn't even look at you. That's how ashamed she was. Your whole life, it seemed like you couldn't do anything right in her eyes. She would praise her friend's kids for their success but would fail to acknowledge yours. And that hurt...deeply, not having the approval of your own mother.

"I suppose it's time to tell you," she finally spoke, still avoiding your gaze.

You sat back, resting on your feet, trying your best to speculate what she could possibly tell you. "Tell me what?" Would she finally admit fault?

"I only have to call you my daughter because of your father..."

You weren't sure what she meant by that...well, of course, you were their daughter.

"I promised I would keep this a secret for your father's sake, but now that he's not here with us anymore, I see no reason to keep it from you anymore."

You froze. A part of you didn't want her to continue. Could it be worse than the situation at hand or add more fuel to your strained relationship? Whatever it was...it would change your life either way.

"You're not my daughter," she stated openly, sighing as she leaned back on the dining chair. She finally gazed down at you, almost proud of the words that came out of her mouth.

"Now you're just trying to hurt me, and it's working. Good job, mom."

"I'm not lying. What reason would I have to lie to you? Your father had an affair very early on in our marriage, and that woman..." she said with bitterness in her voice, "died after giving birth to you. She listed your father as next of kin...and well, here you are."

Eventually, it hit you. You understood why she hated you so much and never bothered to have a relationship with you. She couldn't tolerate looking at you, raising someone else's child, raising someone who wasn't hers.

"How did it go with your mom?" Jungkook asked, even though he could already tell by the tears forming that it didn't go well.

Already on the verge of tears, you shook your head and mumbled, "Not good." With your shoulders slumped over and head down, you were biting your lip, trying your hardest not to break down in front of Jungkook. There were a lot of things you didn't like, and crying was one of them.

You hated being so vulnerable, so weak...it felt like someone cut open your chest and left you to bleed out.

He walked over and gently enveloped you in his arms, one hand wrapped around your waist and the other around the nape of your neck. His chin nestled into your shoulder, whispering, "It's going to be okay. We'll be fine."

It was hard to accept what he said. Would it ever truly be okay? Your mother was never the 'best friend' type, and you were never looking for that. All you wanted was someone to listen, to support you...to love you. It was hard to reflect on your life and try to find joyful moments with her. There were hardly any, and if there were, your dad was always there.

You wrapped your arms around Jungkook, trying not to soak his shirt with your tears, but failing miserably - mascara running, snot coming out of your nose, all-around ugly crying. You started to sob into his chest softly. He pulled you closer, gently shushing you and caressing your hair, whispering, "I'm here. It's okay, I'm here. I'm never leaving you," making you sob even more.

There was a risk in stepping into a relationship with him, but it was one you were willing to make. Regardless of the stares and side-eyes you received from strangers on the streets and whispers from relatives and family friends, and you'd do anything for him.

Thoughts were racing through your mind, replaying the conversation with your mother. You didn't tell Jungkook about the second half of the conversation. He would eventually come to know, but you didn't have the heart to tell him because you needed time to process it yourself. You didn't want him to pity you, your situation, or your family. And to be honest, you weren't sure if you could even spit it out in coherent words.

After a month of constant arguing and the same conversations, the two of you had enough and agreed to stay out of each other's lives. It hurt to see your mom not support you, but you weren't surprised at all. Ever since your dad passed away, the first protector of your heart wasn't there to guide you and hold your hands through hardships. If he were here, he'd understand your choice and support you in every way that he could.

You weren't sure how you would ever move on from this secret.

~ Seven months together ~

When you saw the text notification on your screen, you didn't know if your mother had intended to send it to you or if it was an accident.

Mom 9:43 AM I heard the good news.

First off, what good news? The news about your script? And secondly, you wondered how she found out in the first place. There's no way Jungkook or Yuna would be talking to her, right? It's possible she heard through the grapevine but regardless, you didn't want to give any attention to her. Now that you found some success, was she proud of you? She didn't deserve any credit because she wasn't the one who supported you - it was your friends, your boyfriend.

But you brushed off her text and didn't respond to her. You weren't sure if you even wanted to. What was the point? You obviously didn't want to hear anything else she had to say or anything about your relationship with Jungkook. You'd respond when you were ready.

Jungkook was working hard to launch his company's new game, Final Approach. He was the lead storyboard designer on the project. He was hesitant when his team leader asked him, but you nudged him ever so gently to take it. Jungkook has the skills and vision for a project like this, but he just needed to be confident in himself to finally take initiative and show off what he could do. His potential's far greater than he could ever dream of.

"How are you feeling about your launch party?" you asked as you were putting away dishes into his cupboards.

"Good...I think," he said with an apprehensive smile and nod. "What about you? Are you excited to come?"

"Yeah...I think," mimicking his answer.

Jungkook raised both eyebrows, "You think?"

"I mean...this will be the first time everyone will see us together." The two of you hadn't attended any big events together as a couple. Not only would it be your first time going 'public' but your first time meeting his colleagues. Wonderful...more stares and whispers to endure.

"Good, because I want to show off my beautiful girlfriend." He smiled as he looked up from his laptop.

You gave him a closed-lipped smile. You could get through this...maybe with a lot of alcohol in your system. That would be your first trip for the night when you arrive - to the bar. "Right...but I won't know anyone."

"Jin will be there. You can hang out with him. I'm sure he won't mind," he said casually.

You could already picture the worst-case scenarios in your head, but you could do this. You've handled way harsher criticism before...but the thing was, this would be extremely personal - because it would be about you...about Jungkook, about your relationship.

You shook the thoughts from your mind. Happy thoughts only. This was an exciting moment for Jungkook. It wasn't about you. There would be plenty of time for that later.

Clearing your throat, you figured you should ask him about the text from your mother. "Hey...this is super random but...have you talked to my mom at all?"

His brows furrowed, lips in pout thinking about his last interaction with her. "I haven't spoken to her since Yuna's wedding. Why?" He looked up from his laptop.

You were tapping on the porcelain mug in your hand. "Oh...um, she just randomly texted me this morning."

Jungkook nodded. "What did she say?"

"She said, 'I heard the good news'. Whatever that means." You figured it wasn't him since he'd tell you right away if he had spoken to her.

"Huh... that's interesting. Maybe she's coming around." He shrugged, typing away at his laptop.

You scoffed at his remark. "I highly doubt that. You know her."

"Maybe I could talk to her." He tried asking casually because he knew your mom was still a sore subject of conversation.

You shook your head furiously. "No...no...I don't want you anywhere near her. I can hear her already, 'You're too good for her Jungkookie, you can do better...' blah blah blah..."

Jungkook stood up, pushing his stool, to walk over to you. He held out his hand, waiting for yours, pulling you into him. He rubbed your arms and leaned in for a kiss.

"I know I know...I already know what you're going to say."

"What am I going to say?"

"To stop with this self-deprecating nonsense."

"And..." His eyes crinkled with a sly smile, showing off that adorable dimple you just want to crawl and live in.

"...and that I'm smart and beautiful, and wonderful, and everything you could ever want in a partner," you added in a dragging tone.

He laughed because that's exactly what he would say. You'd been together long enough to know his quirks and mannerisms and his thought process. You sighed and pinched your nose, trying to shake all the negativity away. "Enough about my mom. I'll worry about her later. This week is about you, and you only," you said as you reached up to kiss him. "I love you. You know that?"

He nodded. "Mmhm, I know. I'm simply irresistible."

As the event was approaching, your anxiety began to flare up since this was the first time you would be attending a work event as Jungkook's girlfriend. You only knew Jin, as you briefly met him at the Open Mic Night and throughout Yuna and Namjoon's wedding festivities. There was some comfort in knowing at least one person, but your nerves were getting the best of you.

Jungkook said the event would be a black-tie affair since they were celebrating the launch of their new game. There would also be potential investors for the next game the company needed funds for.

The company went all out for this launch. They even provided him with a limo to pick the two of you up. You heard your door code unlocking, just in time, forty-five-ish minutes before the event began. 

Walking into your bedroom was a dashing, handsome man. Jungkook was sporting a fresh haircut, parted off to the side, showing off his perfect face, decorated with his eyebrow and lip piercing. He donned a dark gray two-piece suit, black dress shirt, and tie, even his waist looked tiny due to the cinched belt. Was there anything this man didn't look good in?

You greeted him with a warm smile as you found his gaze in the mirror. "I just need to put on my shoes. Then I'll be good to go." The dress that was purchased for this event felt risqué in your opinion, even though Hyunie and Yuna told you otherwise. You rarely dressed up like this.

Jungkook came from behind, wrapping his arms around you. "Hello gorgeous," he whispered pressing a kiss into your shoulder.

You leaned away from him, trying to escape from his hold. "Kook--stop. You're gonna mess up my outfit." He groaned before letting you go.

You stood up from your vanity table and took a seat at the edge of your bed, grabbing your strappy heels. Jungkook took a seat next to you, gesturing for you to give him your feet so he could help you. You happily obliged. Putting on heels shouldn't be sensual, but when it was Jungkook strapping them on, it was a different story. Instead of slipping them on right away, he leaned down to kiss your toes.

You giggled and squirmed under his touch. "Didn't know you had a foot fetish."

"I don't...I have a you fetish."

You chuckled, telling him to go on and hurry up or he'll be late for his own party.

He slipped on the right side, carefully buckling the strap, then he moved onto the next, but not before he gently grazed his fingers along the underside of your legs, heading towards your clothed heat. It took everything in you to not make a peep or feel any kind of excitement under his touch. He was just putting on your shoes for fucks sake. You stopped him from going any further.

"You'll have all the time in the world for a me fetish later boyfriend. Now come on, or we'll be late."

He groaned. He knew he should have come to pick you up earlier than scheduled. He finished helping you with your shoes and held your hand, helping you stand up. You did a quick spin for him, and he whistled, liking what he saw. He pulled you in for a kiss, and whispered against your lips, "Can't wait to rip that dress off of you later."

Netmarble went all out for this launch, they spared no expense. There were areas for video game simulators, tables upon tables of bags full of freebies, and a stocked bar. You name it, they had it.

A young man in a white button-up and black slacks approached you and Jungkook as you arrived, "Jungkook-ssi! You're here. Let me take you guys to your table."

Jungkook lightly gripped the young man's arm, grabbing his attention. "Ha-Joon, this is my girlfriend."

"Hello!" he greeted you with a warm smile. "It's so nice to finally meet you. Jungkook-ssi always talks about you."

"He does?" you asked with a surprised tone. "I hope they're good things." 

Ha-Joon laughed. "Of course. He's very much in love with you. Our whole team can see that." He said before turning back around, leading the pair of you throughout the crowd.

As you looked around, you could see a few eyes and whispers between you and Jungkook. One hand in Jungkook's, and with the other, you tugged on his blazer and whispered, "How much do you talk about me?" You didn't think anyone would know who you were, but maybe you were wrong.

Jungkook responded with a grin and raised an eyebrow. Goodness, this man was completely and irrevocably in love with you, huh? You chuckled. "What am I gonna do with you?"

He leaned in, "I have a few ideas." You gently pinched him. "Harder," he teased. And you did until it became uncomfortable. "Yah--yah--okay, okay. Save some of that for later."

When Ha-Joon showed you to your table, you weren't expecting a video game launch party to be so fancy, but here you were. Your name was written in beautiful calligraphy on a place card. It almost felt like you were at a wedding. As you sat down, Ha-Joon pulled Jungkook aside. You guessed he was telling him about tonight's schedule. 

After a few minutes, Jungkook came and took a seat next to you. "So, apparently they invited some popular game influencers to the party, so I gotta go make good with them. Will you be okay if I leave you for a little bit?"

"Yeah...Yeah of course. You go do your thing." You smiled warmly as he pressed a kiss into your temple. You couldn't help but feel proud of your boyfriend as you watched him walk off to mingle amongst the crowd. He's so good at this, you thought to yourself. You wished you had an ounce of his confidence.

You took a look around the room, feeling a little out of place. You straightened your dress, making sure nothing was out of place, then you heard a familiar voice from behind.

"Fancy seeing you here," said the tall broad-shouldered man.

"Hey!" you said with a sigh of relief, thankful to see a familiar face, so you wouldn't look like an outcast in a sea of gamers and businessmen. "Are you sitting with us too?"

"My table's over there but I uh...switched the place cards." He leaned in, covering his mouth, "I hate the people I work with...but shh--don't tell 'em that." Jin joked as he sat down next to you.

You laughed. "My lips are sealed," pretending to zip your mouth.

The both of you let your eyes roam around the noisy room full of people before you turned to Jin. "Hey...thank you for letting Jungkook use your house for our date. We really appreciate it."

Jin laughed. "You guys are more than welcome to use it whenever you need to, as long as you followed the rules I left."

"Us? Breaking your house rules? Never," you teased him. There may have been some touching and a bit of kissing, but nothing more than that.

"Uh huh...sure." Jin nodded, tinkering with his place card.

You always wondered why you didn't hang out with Jin more, especially when Yuna was dating Namjoon and it was only now that your paths were crossing more and more. Jin seemed genuine and down-to-earth, and definitely, the type of guy to tell you like it is, which you appreciated.

"So...how are you and Jungkookie?" he asked, trying to fill in the silence.

"We're...we're doing good." And you weren't lying. Of course, there were a few bumps along the way but it wasn't anything the two of you couldn't handle.

"Good," he said with a smile. "I think this is the happiest he's ever been."

"You think so?"

"Yeah...the guy comes in happy to work. Believe me, no one should come in that happy to work...You're good for him."

You scrunched your nose. "Nah--" you joked of course.

"I'm serious, you are. You both deserve to be happy."

"Thanks, Jin, that means a lot to me." And it did, there were countless times when you questioned everything about your relationship with Jungkook. But hearing Jin's approval helped boost your confidence in making the right choice.

Twenty minutes had gone by and Jungkook was still nowhere to be seen. Jin was trying to lighten the mood with a few jokes he had up his sleeve but he could still see how nervous you were at the party, being out of your element. "Stay here. I'll go get us some drinks. I have a feeling Jungkook will be mingling for a while."

You smiled. "Sure, I'd love one. Thanks, Jin." You watched him walk off to the bar, waving down the bartender. Immediately you reached for your phone to keep yourself busy.

He began tapping the bar counter and looking around as he waited for the drinks. There were two interns behind him talking loudly.

"Can you believe that's Jungkook's girlfriend? She has to be at least thirty," said the young blonde girl. Both girls snickered and took a sip of their champagne glasses.

"I'm going to fucking cry when I turn thirty and who does she think she is wearing that dress? I bet she's just trying to look like she belongs with him. He could do so much better than her," said the brunette.

Jin overheard their conversation and he debated if he should turn around and say something. He tugged at his collared shirt and tie, itching to just let them have a piece of his mind. But he bit his tongue and composed himself for now.

"Look at her. She's pathetic. She has the audacity to date, someone, basically ten years younger than her," the blonde scoffed, crossing her arms.

"Sounds kind of desperate to me," the brunette inserted. "Oh my god. What if she's going through a midlife crisis or something?"

"I mean that would make sense about why she's dating someone that young," the blonde stated, continuing to sip her drink.

The brunette nodded, "She's practically a pedo. Someone call the cops."

The two of them laughed at their stupid joke and that's when Jin had enough. He turned around and walked towards them, giving them his best smile.

"Hi ladies," he said with a dashing smile, looking dapper in his black three-piece suit.

The brunette became shy when she saw him approaching and tucked her hair behind her ear. In her sweetest voice, "Oh–Seokjin-ssi, you look so handsome today." She let out a tiny giggle. Shameless really, the way she was acting in front of Jin.

"That's where you're wrong. I always look handsome, thank you," he curtly replied. "You know what is absolutely foul tonight?" He wrinkled his nose in disgust.

The two of them shook their heads and didn't respond, acting dumb.

He leaned in close to them, almost pretending to let them in on a secret. "Your mouths." He stood with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face. "I didn't realize you were an expert on Jungkook's love life and had a say on who he should and shouldn't date."

The blonde and brunette were taken aback by Jin's blunt comment but he couldn't let them get away with acting superior.

You saw Jin looking your way and you flashed him a smile, wondering what he was doing with those two girls - probably flirting.

"You know what she has and you don't?" He asked rhetorically, and the two were still dazed and shook their heads. "She has more class than the two of you ever will. And she's an amazing person and doesn't say stupid shit behind people's backs. You're lucky we're not in the office. If I ever hear you saying anything about Jungkook or his girlfriend, you'll never work in this industry again. You hear me?" He threatened with raised eyebrows.

They nodded, mumbling sorry and bowing before scurrying away. Jin walked back to the bar and grabbed the drinks that were ready. He trekked back to where he left you and placed a drink in your hand.

"You good?" you asked curiously. "You weren't hitting on those girls, were you?"

He waved you off, "Pfft–more like they were hitting on me." He took a sip of his drink.

You chuckled and nodded at the handsome man. You were thankful that you had Jin to hang out with tonight.

During the night, when he wasn't with you, Jungkook was surrounded by a sea of people wanting his attention. They had heard so many wonderful things about him, so you loved seeing others fawn over him, getting all the attention he deserved. You found yourself grinning whenever there was mention of Jungkook. He was easily loved by everyone. It's kind of hard to hate the guy, when he's always willing to help out those around him - cleaning and picking up after others, making small jokes with the ahjumma at his favorite tteokbokki stand, playing with the kids that mistake him as their appa. See? Very hard to dislike him. 

He was finally able to step away since dinner was going to be served soon. He found his seat next to you and pressed a kiss on your cheek. "Hi," he said with relief in his voice. He was all mingled out, his cheeks were starting to hurt from all the smiling and talking.

"Hello, Mr. Popular," you chuckled. You could tell he was embarrassed, being the center of attention.

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Stop...I hate it."

"Oh, you love it. You love being praised."

He had one arm on the back of your chair and the other leaning on the table, inching towards you. "Only in the bedroom." He smirked. He couldn't wait to leave the party and get out of the stuffy suit he was wearing. But the launch barely began, there were still more smiles and networking to do on his part. He hated it, besides, it was part of the job.

Throughout dinner, there were speeches upon speeches until the lead of Jungkook's department stood up and announced that he was getting an award. Jungkook's eyes widened with surprise, not knowing he'd be given anything tonight. He was given the 'Rising Star' Award and he was asked to make a quick speech while accepting. You could tell he wasn't prepared at all, but if anyone could come up with something on a whim, it was Jungkook.

He nervously scratched the back of his neck while looking out at the audience. He let out an awkward chuckle as he began thinking about where to even begin.

"Ahem...I'm sorry I don't have anything prepared. I wasn't expecting to receive anything tonight, but um, I just want to say thank you to my team leader, who continues to put his trust in me. And uh, thank you to the rest of our team who worked tirelessly to get this game ready for today's launch. I owe you all my life." The crowd gave a light laugh at his words, then his eyes darted around the room until he landed on you. "And lastly, I want to thank my beautiful girlfriend who's here with me tonight." He pointed at you, making everyone turn to take a good look. You smiled and waved shyly. He continued on, "Baby, thank you for always pushing me and supporting me in everything I do. I wouldn't be here without you. I love you." He bowed politely and gave another word of thanks before he took his award, and came back down to sit next to you, giving you another kiss.

The night was finally coming to an end. You didn't realize how wiped you were until the limo pulled up but overall it was an enjoyable night, getting to see Jungkook and his world.

"I'm pretty sure I'll like video game launch parties." You laughed holding up your huge bag of freebies. "I mean look at all this stuff."

Jungkook chuckled, "Is that the only reason why you're here? For the free stuff?"

You scoffed, "Well, obviously. It's free." He pinched your waist, making you yelp. "And--and to see my hot, sexy, boyfriend be the talk of the town."

"Ugh, don't remind me," he said, opening the limo door, and the two of you went in. "It's so embarrassing."

"What? No--I loved seeing everyone go all heart-eyes for you. To be honest, I was a little jealous," you said, setting the large bag down on the floor mat.

"Oh...you? Jealous? Tell me more," he urged, sliding closer to you, pulling you into him, then lifting your legs onto him. He began caressing your thighs, and nuzzled his head into your neck, peppering kisses wherever he could.

"For an industry that's mostly made up of men, way too many women were surrounding themselves around you," you said breathily, trying to keep your cool from all his kisses.

"Mmhm...keep going," he implored, now his hands beginning to freely roam your body. First, your breasts, then your ass.

You closed your eyes. He was barely touching you and you were soaking wet already. "I think I even saw someone lingering a handshake with you a minute too long. But what she doesn't know is that those hands are mine," you proclaimed while taking his hand in yours. "These fingers...are mine." Smiling as you pressed his fingers against your lips, then shamelessly taking his index and middle finger into your mouth, pulling them in and out. And he watched with fascination, your lips surrounding his fingers. He couldn't wait for them to be on his cock instead.

You grinned, pulling his fingers away, then hiked up your dress, bringing his fingers towards your clothed heat, already soaked and ready to go. Jungkook visibly gulped. He loves when you're confident and unashamed. Leaning in, you kissed him fervently. You couldn't wait for the driver to hurry up and get the two of you home. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer than he already was.

"Someone's horny," Jungkook said, breaking the kiss.

"You have no idea," you replied as you made your way to straddle him. Thank god for this limo, there was no way you could do this in a smaller car.

"You gotta keep quiet though. Don't want to be called into the boss' office on Monday morning asking why I was fucking my girlfriend in the company limo."

A giggle left your lips. "Jeon Jungkook, Rising Star, scared of getting caught?"

"I quite like my job, you know..."

"'Kay, then I'll just moan and whimper into your ear."

He grinned. "Perfect."

After a night of wanton sex-capades throughout the apartment, the two of you were spent. Jungkook was laid out on his stomach, mouth agape, with little snores leaving him. You found yourself gazing at him, gently caressing the little scar on his cheek.

See, it's easy when it's just you and Jungkook, but when it's the two of you against the world, it's a different story. If you two were the last two people on earth, you'd probably just fuck each other into oblivion, and probably have tons of babies. But that was the issue, you weren't the only two people on earth, and you probably cared way too much about what other people thought about you. And in the end, what would be the thing that mattered the most? What Jungkook thought about you or what other people thought? It was probably time to stop worrying about other people's perceptions of your relationship with Jungkook and begin to focus on the man who was undoubtedly and hopelessly in love with you.

✨ next ~ drabble: girl's night

#jungkook fanfic #jungkook fic #jungkook smut #jungkook drama #jungkook angst #jungkook romance #jungkook noona #jungkook x you #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts smut #bts x reader #bts x you #bts x y/n #fic: this is us

[iowadream]

one of the really nice things about being into music with a specific focus on music technology is getting to bear witness to certain moments that go against the commercial logic of technological "'progress" or "advancements". a lot of the driving engines behind advancements in technology in this day and age are centered around getting people and organizations to constantly buy the new thing (planned obsolescence, revolutionizing production forces, etc). and that shit doesn't really translate that well over to art because a) art is there to give space to all the shit humans do that isn't a means to accomplish a task, b) having access to the most bleeding-edge technologies has zero correlation with how good the art you make is, c) most artists are broke as fuck and tend to make art with whatever tools they have at their disposal, and d) a lot of those technological artistic choices get laundered through personal taste. like if a musician thinks their shit sounds better played on an acoustic guitar than on a Fender Year3000 Cybercaster with tri-linear femtosecondary interpolation processing, theyre gonna play it on an acoustic guitar

idk in a world where computer hardware from 8 years ago is basically considered bricked, it's refreshing to get to play music with someone whose amp uses vacuum tube technology

#for context: vacuum tubes are what were used for digital electronics back in the 1940s-1960s #also when i say 'technology' here know that for the most part i'm talking about computer technologies #write about what you know yfm

[watcher-servant]

Counter guardian ARC

(Including 1st and 2nd ascension)

1st ascension: Rusted Knight

2nd ascension: Professor Arc of the Clock tower

3rd ascension: Counter Guardian (secret/undecided)

Class: Shielder, Pretender, Saber

Parameters:

Strength: B

Endurance: A+

Agility: C

Mana: B

Luck: E

NP: B

Class Skills:

Magic Resistance: B, Cancel spells with a chant below 3 verses. Even if target by greater magecraft and rituals, it is difficult for them to be affected.

Riding: B, Most vehicles and animals can be handled with above average skill, even vehicles that did not exist in the time period one was alive in. Can't ride phantasmal species

Self Defense Field: B

Personal Skills:

Auric Arts: B, Due to gaining a better understanding of aura, along with gaining proficiency in magecraft. He is able to weave techniques together allowing the use of circuits and the manipulation of aura in a tangible form

Guardian Spirit: B, A composite Skill combining effects of Eye of the mind (False) and Battle Continuation. Holds a natural instinct of tactics, which became sharper over time, capable of complete analysis of his enemy and battlefield. Due to his endurance and determination, he is very hard to put down. As he will keep fighting until his foe is dead, he can no longer move or allies can finish. Gains a rank when protecting someone.

Self-loathing: C, Doesn't hold himself highly even with earned wins. Suffers from imposter syndrome, the only pro is that he won't underestimate any enemies.

Noble Phantasm:

Crocea Mors: C+, Originally a weapon that had passed through his family, was upgraded with first partner's weapon, later broken during the fight aganist her killer. In this new world was reforged using a black key. Later with both sword and shield enfused and saturated in his aura started to fuse with his body. Is able to summon a complete copy of the sword in energy form that ripples.

Aura Amp, Enhancing the soul: B, His original semblance allows the amplification of aura's natural abilities. This also applies to prana allowing healing, energy replenishment, and enhancement. Can also infuse his aura into a weapon to strengthen it and apply different effects.

Lore, Abyss of the soul: B, The dark side of aura he discovered by accident. The complete opposite of aura as it allows the absorption of energy and even having its own gravity like a pseudo black hole. Can also be manipulated like aura and usually takes form of a gauntlet shield.

Chevalier's Shard: ???, A mystic code that he created during his time as the Kaleidoscope's apprentice. It allows him to instantly don armor, giving both physical and magical properties. Once infused and enhanced by both lore and his aura, it allows a complete change that further enhances ability. However, its locked due self-imposed restrictions saved for foes up the ranks of world ender or beasts.

Juniper, celestial jackalope: B, the loyal mount of the rusted knight due to bonding with the rider. She can use a form of the knight's abilities. Channeling energy into her horns makes a similar effect of aura Amp and even heal wounds of allies. By calling her true name, she's able to unleash a concentrated beam of energy.

(Context: Lore ability is from Silver by Imyoshi, also a good reference for Jaune using aura more.)

(2nd image is made by Diahwasher1910)

#jaune arc #rwby #crossover au #fate series #counter guardian ARC #i dont own anything...except stat page

[bibiwrld]

Hobie w/ reader who makes him learn different guitar riffs because she’s hyper fixated on a song with a fire guitar riff (Steve Lacy, Korn, R&B songs etc)

(She can’t play guitar so she makes Hobie do it🤣)

I actually LOVE Steve Lacy🤭

Kinda short.

Leomie loved songs with guitar solos and catchy riffs, because they reminded her of Hobie.

She was currently obsessed with Helmet by Steve Lacy, especially it’s riff during the bridge.

“Hobes!” She burst through his door.

He laid on his bed shirtless in nothing but shorts, staring up at his poster plastered ceiling. His gaze met hers. “Yeah?”

This was the usual for him. They always strolled through each other’s room, no knocking, or even a holler before entering.

“Can you play this song for me?” Leomie plopped beside Hobie with her phone out, tapping her screen.

His plump lips formed a smirk. This was nothing new to him.

He picked up his guitar that was mounted horizontally on the wall, then plugged it into the amp that was near his bed. “Let me hear it.” Hobie laid back on his bed with his hand out.

“This is the riff during the bridge.” She handed him the phone. Her eyes focused on his slim toned body.

Hobie tuned his guitar, then strummed it repeatedly as he listened to the song on Leomie’s phone. “D9..C major7.” He muttered while plucking strings.

Her eyes followed his fingers, going up and down the neck of the guitar. She thought he looked hot playing his guitar, it was attractive how focused he was.

Hobie then looked up at her with a loud chuckle from his throat, bringing her out of her trance. “This is easy, come on now, Leo!”

She instantly grew annoyed. “I don’t know how to play the damn instrument!”

He rolled his eyes. “I’d teach you, ya know that. You’re just a lazy arse.”

She held her chest in offense. “You’re right, but ya didn’t have to say it.” She threw playful punches at him.

He laughed, covering himself from the punches with his long muscular arms.

This was a regular night to them, Leomie always went to Hobie and made requests for him to play riff, which turned into a full on concert in his bedroom. Hobie was nothing but happy to do it. Oh how he loved to see the smile in her eyes and on her kissable lips.

He’d jumped on his bed, strumming the chords of Freaking Out The Neighborhood by Mac DeMarco, as Leomie sat on the ground, gazing up at him, singing the lyrics.

“This is for the pengest girl in the crowd!” He shouted loudly, pointing at Leomie.

She’d smile and blush uncontrollably at his words, making him smile right back.

Hobie went on his knees, leaning towards her. She followed his actions, their lips touching each other’s.

It was a light kiss, nothing too intense.

Leomie’s lips grazed against Hobie’s lip ring, which she thought was so cute.

She could taste the weed he inhaled before she came into his room, right on his tongue. She loved it.

Hobie smirked in the kiss, feeling Leomie’s tongue licking his lips.

She slowly pulled away, catching her breath. “Hobie.”

“Yeah?” His eyes were on nothing but her.

“I have one more request.”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck me.”

“Your wish is my command, sweetheart.”

🎀

#hobie brown #my works💌🌷 #spider punk #hobie brown fanfiction #hobiebrownrequest #hobie brown rockstar #astv hobie #hobie brown fic

[transingthoseformers]

Sorry for another long one. I am basically planning this out while gushing about it. Now into some more juicy SG Autobot dynamics.

Goldbug is definitely jealous of the "new baby". He has been undisputedly Tarn's favorite (he reminds him of Glitch) and it is clear to everyone that Amp is special. Goldbug does not take this well and complains to the others in the squad about it. 

Mainly, Thunderclash who is using him as a shield from Rodimus who won't stop making doe eyes at him. Not that Thunderclash recognizes it. Tarn said everyone had to spar to help work out some tensions and Rodimus went for him and Thunderclash managed to catch and pin him. He's thoroughly convinced that Rodimus wants him dead. But it's well known he cannot stand Goldbug.

Everyone else is well aware Rodimus wants him distinctly not dead and thoroughly somewhere else because a.) Rodimus likes big bots (see Ultra Magnus and that brief flirtation with Optimus), b.) Rodimus is definitely trying to get close to one of Tarn's and potentially manipulate them, and c.) Rodimus is under the mistaken impression that Thunderclash, no name loser Goldbug thinks with almost fondness, has a crush on him because Thunders is always unfailingly polite and helped Rodimus up and brushed him off and strictly follows Tarn's "Proper Manners" to a T. So basically Thunderclash acted like a perfect gentleman which was high above Roddie's minimal standards. Rodimus clearly wants an ego boost and is going for it and the more he is denied the more he wants.

Goldbug despairs for Thunders intellect and his Spark when Rodimus gets a hold of him.

Jazz though is listening and Jazz likes to start stuff and is testing out Tarn's boundaries and has a good idea on Goldbug and Amp's personalities. So he encourages Goldbug to do something about it. Thunderclash is very distrustful and Goldbug feels vindicated.

Goldbug hunts Amp down, sneaking into that side of the base, and finds him reading over poetry. Goldbug decided to test him out and is startled to find he is recognized on sight. Amp beams at him and mentions that Tarn had told him about his team and he couldn't wait to meet them.

Goldbug invites him on a Hunt and the bubbly Amp agrees.

They are hunting down a traitor named Doubledealer. Upon hearing this Amp speaks very coldly for the first time and says "Traitors should be punished." Goldbug jerks because it sounds like Tarn. They work together somewhat clumsily and Amp ends up saving Goldbug who gets caught up and knocked unconscious. Goldbug wakes up to Doubledealer dead allegedly from being electrocuted by the building wires of the apartment he collapsed on them and Amp caring for Goldbug.

Goldbug and Amp bond and Goldbug becomes protective of his "delicate" friend and when they come back he notes strange burns on Doubledealer's wrists but doesn't think much of it.

Amp meanwhile goes back home humming and pleased with himself. Tarn has been very careful teaching him about loyalty and Decepticons and Jazz has been covering loyalty and getting information. Amp has found he has a knack for information and has been stalking all of the Seekers and making profiles about them and hacking Blaster’s feeds and the communication system. Killing was uncomfortable but he remembered what Tarn taught him and that he needed to protect Goldbug (his new friend!) and managed it.

Amp was totally playing Goldbug but now Goldbug has decided they are friends and will be introducing him to the others. Jazz notes him sneaking in and teases him about "collecting bugs with honey". Jazz has taken to Amp as well and made some comments about mentoring himself, which had terrified Prowl. Amp is training with both of them under Tarn's protective instructions.

Amp is determined to make his mentor proud and happily brings him Doubledealer's body and looks up for praise. Optimus is there and watches Tarn praise Amp with a strange look before hesitating and patting Amp's head and telling him he did well. Amp is thrilled because his other pseudo mentor is much more distant usually.

Goldbug is 100% way so jealous.

The idea of sg Thunderclash clinging to Goldbug as sg Roddie repellant is hilarious, even more hilarious that sg Rodimus is down bad.

Thunderclash i don't think Roddie wants your head, at leat not the one you think he wants

SG Rodimus playing minigames with himself

oh sg thunderclash you're trying and what that has gotten you is a stalker

Jazz: shitstirrer extraordinaire

Ohhhoh? Goldbug and Amp rivals (at least a one sided rivalry on Goldie's part) to friends?

...hm. interesting, amp, interesting.

Dear fuck Amp is gonna get terrifying quick isn't he

.... a penny for Optimus's thoughts? Because he's either slightly afraid (unusual) or jealous of his pet Lord's mentee (more likely, has severe consequences)

#maccadam #transformers #opitarn au #mtmte tarn #amp #sg goldbug #sg jazz #sg prowl #sg Thunderclash #sg rodimus #doubledealer is hear but he's dead #something tells me Amp's following in Tarn's footsteps in quite the peculiar way #[walking through shards of glass]

[hifilounge]

Accuphase A-48 Class A Power Amp and C-2300 Pre-Amp Now On Demo!

Hi All,

Well I certainly have a bit of a soft spot for Accuphase and so do our customers as over the last few years they have become one of our most popular brands and rightly so for many reasons, firstly nothing is as well made as Accuphase, it is so beautifully engineered and built like a tank, you just have to do the knob test to see how well they are made, secondly they look absolutely gorgeous, I mean who doesn’t like a VU meter and most importantly they sound brilliant, very natural, full bodied and musical and I have to say although they are not exactly cheap they are fantastic value for money when you take all the above into account.

So over the last couple of years we have been building up our Accuphase demo stock and with the launch of their new £10,200 C-2300 Pre which we have had for a month or so I needed to partner that with an amp at a similar level so I decided on the A-48 Class A amplifier at £10,300, now I must admit I have always preferred Class A/B but actually slowly but surely I am coming round to Class A, again very realistic and natural sounding, especially with Vocals so I have to say they make the perfect combo.

I should also mention that we have the new E-4000 A/B integrated on demo.

If you’d like to try any Accuphase products anytime please feel free to get in touch, please find a link to their range below, any questions just shout -

https://hifilounge.co.uk/product-category/brands/accuphase/

Regards,

Paul.

#accuphase

[betsybugaboo]

Actual American Foods that Non-Americans Find Strange

So, after I saw a frankly shit poll made by a British person in response to a different Brit poking fun at their own food, I decided to make an actual poll of American foods that were:

a) relatively widely available and popular (some are more regional than others, but I tried to keep it to just a few) b) uniquely American in origin* c) not intrinsically tied to race or class in the US (i.e. no soul food, fast food, or products like Twinkies)

Reblog if you vote!

Explanations and descriptions below the cut.

California Roll: invented in California in the '70s, this is a uramaki style sushi roll with crab (real or imitation), cucumber, and avocado wrapped in nori and sushi rice.

Taco Salad: Invented in Texas in the '60s. A fried taco shell/bowl filled with lettuce and taco toppings such as rice, shredded chicken or pork or ground beef, salsa, cheese, guacamole, beans, sour cream, diced tomatoes, etc.

Rocky Mountain Oysters: Deep-fried bull testicles. A bit cheating, because this is eaten all through North America, not just the US, but it's still a very popular(?)/common thing in the more Western states.

Cincinnati Chili: Invented by Greek immigrants in the 1910s, this is more of a sauce than a thick chili. A meat and tomato paste commonly served over spaghetti, often with options like cheese, beans, and/or onions.

Peanut Butter & Jelly Sandwich: A staple of general kid lunches. A sandwich of peanut butter and a fruit jelly of one's choice. (Peanut butter is not really a big thing outside the US, so I had to include it.)

Bananas Foster: Invented in New Orleans in the '50s. This is cooked bananas and ice cream with a butter-and-brown-sugar rum sauce that gets flambéed when it's served.

Corn Dog: Invented c. the 1930s, this is a hot dog dipped in a cornmeal batter and fried.

Root Beer: Root beer (distinct from sarsaparilla) was invented sometime in the 1840s- this dark soda has a distinct taste that often comes across as medicinal to those who didn't grow up with it.

American Cheese: Invented in 1916 by James L. Kraft. This is made from traditional cheeses and processed into a uniform cheese- the slices are sort of plasticky, but regular slices from the deli counter are pretty normal. Especially common for grilled cheese or cheeseburgers.

I picked all these foods as things I have eaten (except for the Rocky Mountain Oysters...).

*American dishes are, by their nature, almost entirely made from the experiences of immigrants bringing traditional foods over and adapting them to local ingredients and tastes. These dishes I chose have some international inspirations, but aren't things that one would find in the Old Country.

#food #american food #food poll #british food #survey #culture #i'm not going to at the OP of the shitty poll #but it sucked #so i'm fixing it

[daprosy]

Monkeys and their Pokemon Teams!

[Bold means it's their ace pokemon. Italics is a pokemon special to them for other reasons than being their ace.]

Aiai [Normal]: Ambipom, Blissey, Slaking, Chatot, Greedent, Spinda He likes pokemon that he can take life easy with. He raised Blissey from a chansey and it makes him think of Meemee.

Meemee [Grass]: Sawsbuck, Lilligant, Scovillain, Gourgheist, Wormadam (Plant cloak), Shiinotic These are all pokemon that wandered into her garden and she decided to take in. She loves all of them dearly.

Baby [Ice]: Cryogonal, Iron Bundle, Aurorus, Vanillite, Snowrunt, Frosmoth Came to the past with Iron Bundle at his side, and those around him gave him other pokemon to take care of him or for him to have fun with.

Gongon [Rock]: Tyrantrum, Barbaracle, Coalossal, Gigalith, Lairon, Graveler He's going all in! Training with like-minded pokemon will make him stronger!

Yanyan [Flying]: Jumpluff, Emolga, Vivilion, Togekiss, Swablu, Oricorio (Pom-Pom) She can't decide an ace, she loves all of his pokemon too much! They're adorbs, just like him!

Doctor [Psychic]: Musharna, Xatu, Beheeyem, Meowstic (M), Metagross, Grumpig They're all helpful to his work. He thinks most fondly of Musharna, Xatu, and Beheeyem, almost like he can connect to them.

Jam [Fire]: Victini, Incineroar, Cinderace, Magmar, Darmanitan, Arcanine Pokemon he can be active with, and get filled with invigorating wills! Victini was very attracted to this and attached to him itself.

Jet [Fighting]: Hariyama, Sawk, Meinshao, Medicham, Hitmonchan, Hitmonlee He wants to take out Aiai and his normal types once and for all, but also really loves training with Jam. Don't tell anyone that last part!

C-Aiai [Water]: Mantine, Tentacruel, Sharpedo, Palafin, Lanturn, Gastrodon He met all of his pokemon on his journeys at sea. Lanturn has gotten his crew out of more sticky situations than he can remember.

W-Meemee [Poison]: Vileplume, Toxtricity (Lowkey), Dustox, Skuntank, Poipole, Roserade She raised all of her pokemon at school except for two. Poipole she got from one of many ultra wormholes created by R-Doctor and Toxtricity was raised from an egg F-Gongon gave her.

A-Baby [Dark]: Zorua, Liepard, Meowscarada, Malamar, Houndour, Pangoro They were all given to them by his higher ups as bodyguards more than anything. The pokemon don't really care about them and vice versa. Except for Meowscarada. Its very motherly towards him.

F-Gongon [Electric]: Rotom, Toxtricity (Amped), Bellibolt, Electivire, Galvantula, Kilowattrel He's had all of its pokemon since they were in their first forms. They just kind of latched onto it and he was never able to get rid of them. The Rotom is extremely new, though...

P-Yanyan [Fairy]: Granbull, Hatterene, Slurpuff, Clefable, Florges, Mime Jr. She's not a trainer, she's a contest girl and all her pokemon were gifts from others. Her guards do the dirty work with psychic and fairy types. If fairy types were more menacing like Granbull, she'd consider fighting herself.

R-Doctor [Steel]: Bronzong, Klinklang, Stakataka, Magearna, Celesteela, Kartana It was only supposed to have the first two. How in the living fuck did it get the others.

N-Jam [Dragon]: Kommo-o, Haxorus, Dragonite, Goodra, Kingdra, Hydreigon He's sending a message. You don't dare mess with Dragon's Journey trainers. Yet he still keeps around a Dragonite and a Goodra cause he can't help himself.

B-Jet [Ground]: Piloswine, Krokorok, Diggersby, Baltoy, Drilbur, Sandaconda He's not experienced as a trainer in the slightest and the pokemon he did evolve are just barely in their threshold for their second stages. Diggersby evolved early on its own accord.

#radley rambles #super monkey ball #pokemon

[carlyleandco]

So I have to ask someone and it might as well be a mutual to not be weird, BUT since we both seem to have the same idea on the 'vision' I have to ask.

Do you think it's a) Hollow Boy insight b) TCS insight

I am hoping it's (a) for the purpose of it being more symbolic as I personally don't want them to flip another character moment and see Lucy save Lockwood from the other side. I can see how for the show it might be interesting but I thought the entire point between HB and TCS was Lockwood struggling with his ideations of wanting to protect Lucy but also not wanting die even if it's worth dying for. When they're both reckless, it's worrying. And also Lockwood hugging Lucy under the cloak and huddled in the circle is the closest we ever got to a kiss.

If it's insight into the HB incident, I wonder if the vision was of the fetch or of the connection to the skull looking into the glass giving her warning. The visions were all of people she knew and witnessed - Death is in life, life is in death. Norrie and Lockwood with one foot in the grave in different ways bookending the dead.

Ooooo thanks for the ask!

I’m onboard with basically everything you’ve said!

Definitely more a), although I honestly think it’s aspects of both!

It seems to be focused on this concept of Lockwood being enveloped with cold and otherness alla the Other Side, which may be the concept/look they eventually go for the Fetch, as opposed to that mask with the fibulas details. It plants the seeds for Lucy’s fears earlier on and, coupled with the angst of book 3, the reappearance of this figure from her Bickerstaff glass vision would certainly perturb her even more. It amps up the significance of her choice at the end of THB and would make the decision more believable to a TV audience if the perceived threat had been building up for some time.

In the book, the Skull has all this knowledge about what’s caused the Problem etc. It would be interesting if they made him look through the bone glass in the show to give him a reason for fully understanding why he knows ‘deaths in life and life’s in death and what was fixed is now fluid.’ Also, it may give him a motivation for helping L&C against *cough cough* you know who, given what he saw through the glass opposed preconceived notions about ‘the eternal’? Although I’ve always enjoyed the ambiguity as to where the his motivations and allegiances lay.

As for b), I think this scene is also likely directly foreshadowing their journey in TCS. We know that frost-covered!Lockwood is representative of that specific environment/dimension and his recklessness achieves new heights in that instalment, all of which calls back to THB. As for changing character moments, to be honest I wouldn’t mind if Lucy saved Lockwood, it would be a nice swap from the usual. But I agree Lockwood rescuing Lucy represents him choosing life over death as it were. I just want my Orpheus and Eurydice symbolism with the narrative ultimately transformed lmao

#spoilers for non book fans! #sorry I’ve rambled so much as per usual #thanks for the ask!!! #the hollow boy #the creeping shadow #lockwood and co #l&co. netflix #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #ask

[neostriatum]

Degrees of Freedom

[AO3] [Dreamwidth]

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Marty thought, in the brief flash of light that warped his view of the Twin Pines Mall parking lot and his memory of Doc lying behind him, prone and silent and still, that he could almost hear the melody of the universe. See also: Holonomic constraints

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He lived for music. Picking at his guitar, amp reverberating what pulsed through his veins down his fingertips, accompanied by nothing or anything, he felt connected to the world in a way that school or Jennifer had trouble reaching.

It was a testament to how many hours he had spent at Doc’s garage, jamming out mindlessly to the tune of clanging construction and letting his voice be carried along what the strings spoke to him, that even now, frantic and grieving, he instinctively puzzled over the sparking cues of the DeLorean as he sped toward eighty-eight miles an hour.

Marty thought, in the brief flash of light that warped his view of the Twin Pines Mall parking lot and his memory of Doc lying behind him, prone and silent and still, that he could almost hear the melody of the universe.

Later, when he had hopped time the way his fingers hopped the fret board and with equal urgency pumping his heart faster, he listened to Doc’s monologue of how the universe self-corrected. It made sense to him, now, and he blurted out, “Like a dissonant chord.”

Doc blinked at him, a similitudinous echo of the expression the Doc of ’55 had given him when he tried to explain that time-travel was not only possible, but probable. His brows scrunched together, and he watched his friend throw his magnificent mind at the problem.

Maybe it was a side-effect of time travel, but he bounced in place, fingers tapping out a rhythm he couldn’t remember if he tried, only knew it by sense-memory, as he waited for whatever output Doc’s brain would come up with from this new input. It was new, knew it as strongly as he knew his bone-deep senses, but at the same time it felt like it had been there – guiding him – all along.

“Yes,” Doc murmured, looking at him thoughtfully, “I suppose that’s exactly it.”

He got a taste of his own theory in 2015, how bitterly the future – either of them – sat on his tongue, his hand twitching to a rhythm persistently unlike the one his dour, bitter future self was imprinted with. Even 1985B resonated badly to him, like a set of strings tightened to their extremes and too frightful to play without risking a scarring injury.

Pocket burning with the image of a changing tombstone, Marty felt he could almost hear it now, a thumping underneath his pulse that worked in time with his instinctive calls to action. Clara rang… not wrong, but missing – as if the thundering clops of hoof-beats were a counterpoint that could lead anywhere, even to a ravine.

It made him feel a little bit scraped raw, a shell of circumstance that pushed him to rattle forth into Doc’s place. He girded himself against the clanging notes sleuthing through his subconscious, too ready to throw his own handful of earth upon the grave of cacophony he and Doc had created.

The feeling stuck with him, past the sublime echo of an improvised bullet-proof vest and the DeLorean being smashed to pieces on the train tracks he had scrambled away from. Jennifer felt about as real as Clara – circumstances, notes, rather, that worked with the song he could now feel, but never as perfect of a match as they could be.

He caught his breath, in this unmoored 1985 that was neither A, nor B, nor C, and let his fingers dance to the tune time had introduced him to.

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Author's Notes

Degrees of Freedom (often abbreviated df or DOF) refers to the number of independent variables or parameters of a system. In various scientific fields, the word "freedom" is used to describe the limits to which physical movement or other physical processes are possible. This relates to the philosophical concept to the extent that people may be considered to have as much freedom as they are physically able to exercise.[citation needed]

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In classical mechanics, holonomic constraints are relations between the position variables (and possibly time[1]) that can be expressed in the following form: f(u1, u2, u3, … un, t) = 0 where {u1, u2, u3, … un} are the n generalized coordinates that describe the system. For example, the motion of a particle constrained to lie on the surface of a sphere is subject to a holonomic constraint, but if the particle is able to fall off the sphere under the influence of gravity, the constraint becomes non-holonomic.

- Wikipedia

I was originally going to remix a title from the Dying Earth (genre) wiki, but the urge to toss in some physics reference was a bit too strong to ignore. I worked backwards this time (ha) in comparison to my Quantum Leap fic Restoring Force when it came to summary references, but degrees of freedom and holonomic constraints are indeed directly related to each other, via the term "configuration space", which may or may not be computed with time as a variable as one wishes.

Music accompaniment: "Distorted Light Beam" by Bastille (lyrics here)

#back to the future #marty mcfly #my stories

[blixarchiviumofwishes]

You can't escape it.

The behavior I will call "human reaction to circumstance", is everywhere. It cultivates the way you think, respond to situations, evaluate them, etc, and the same for those around you. Of course everyone is different, and has been brought up and impacted differently by their surroundings.

What I find intriguing is an individual's response to a certain situation. Let's look at a few examples.

Joe is a teenage boy, just about to start his senior year of private highschool. Joe is well liked by his teachers, and earns good grades. He is also an athlete on the school baseball team. During the final game of the season, Joe strikes out, leading his team to a crushing loss, or so he views it. Joe's Coach tells him not to be bothered by it, he can try harder next year. However, the teenager beats himself up about it, saying he should have done better, he shouldn't have missed the pitch, and that it's all his fault, despite there being several strikes during the game.

Tyler is an older man searching for work. He's single, with only a widowed mother to take care of. Tyler has sent in multiple applications to many firms of varying fields. He believes he can master any field if someone just gives him a chance. When a few of his forms are rejected, he picks himself up and tries again.

Ann is a working mother of three, and has been married for ten years. She is very lenient with running her household, which leads to messes around the house, and her children leaving work undone. She makes several attempts to train them how to be responsible with the help of her husband, but the children always revert to their bad habits, leading to arguments and punishment.

I apologize if these examples are unrelatable or bland.

After reading the scenarios, ask questions. What led Joe to react to the team's loss the way he did?

Why did Tyler respond the way he did after getting rejected?

Why is Ann blatantly hypocritical?

"Human reaction to circumstance" defines how and why these people reacted the way they did. The University of New Hampshire provides a means of understanding this phenomenon with a simple acronym.

A - Activating event (usually imprinted in the memory): what happened in either of the subjects past that may have influenced their interaction with the people and circumstances around them?

It's possible Joe's parents have very high expectations of their son, and have strict boundaries on what is success and what is failure. Living under such conditions would either put Joe under constant stress, or desensitize him from their demanding mindset.

It is possible that Tyler was taught at a young age, either by more experience, or his parents that life won't always work out, and that he must keep trying, even when everything seems to be going wrong.

It is also possible Ann's parents never paid attention to their daughter's uncaring attitude when it came to cleanliness, and she, as a result, unknowingly passed it on to her children. Since her parents never saw a problem with her messes, she doesn't realize she's the reason her children are messy the way they are.

B - Belief: religion often has a part in how devoted a person is to success, or traditional values, such as persevering and cleanliness (or lack thereof.)

C - Consequences: How the figures presented deal with their situations based on what they've gone through in the past, and the events, good or bad, that follow as a result.

It all stems down to the mind. The mind is easily moldable, especially during vulnerable periods of our lives. Combined with your personality (influenced by experience to a degree) this creates this psychological reaction.

Thank you for reading, if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask, I'll do my best to answer.

Please don't quote me, I'm not a trained Psychologist.

UNH PACS. “What Triggers Your Emotional and Behavioral Reactions?” Psychological & Counseling Services, 15 Feb. 2023, www.unh.edu/pacs/what-triggers-your-emotional-behavioral-reactions.

#psychology #mental health #study blog #just stuff #development #stress response