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vbbaby-girl · 24 days

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Luna + Barty

Definitely the craziest pair you've ever seen

idiot x idiot energy fr

they met in Potions first day, and they bonded over sarcastic comments about Slughorn's teaching methods

they've been inseparable since

they tried weed together in 5th year

Barty came out to her in 3rd year, and she was like "oh chill dude same"

she taught him a lot of curse words

when she does puzzles he sits next to her and just rambles

bc the slytherin common room has giant puzzles for the students to do

obvi

but anyways, he rants and rambles to her all the time and she just listens and adds in her opinion every once in a while

and he loves her for that

they defo gave each other piercings

Luna has three on each ear, a belly button, and a septum ring

Barty has two on his lobe, an industrial, an eyebrow, a septum, and a medusa

whenever Luna speaks spanish, Barty repeats what she says in a purposefully terrible english accent

she always does his tie bc he's just a confused little bby

he always makes sure she slows down when she eats

she's so used to "eat fast or don't eat at all" that she's literally inhaling her food

so he puts healthy food on her plate and makes sure she eats it slowly

and she makes sure he drinks water

because "soda isn't water, Barty. being an ingredient doesn't count"

sigh

they also get tattoos with each other

Barty has a lot, but the most notables ones are a rose on his forearm, a crescent moon on his shoulder, and a stick and poke smiley face he let Evan do right below his thumb

Luna has a wolf howling at the moon on her right shoulder blade, a snitch on her upper right arm, paw prints below the snitch, a rat tail circled around both of them, a small dagger behind her left ear, and the Leo constellation on her left thigh, with Regulus as a heart

Also they were so happy when they found out they were crushing on Evan and Regulus

Because then they didn't need to worry about their partners not getting along

their nicknames for each other are wart and cheese <3

bc they're silly little geese

also Luna excels at potions, history, and astronomy while Barty is good at charms, transfig, and DADA so they help each other out

they always hangout in Barty's room so they can gawk at their future husband/wife

When they do get together with their partners, double dates to Hogsmeade every weekend

(it's just Evan and Reg holding them back from buying all of honeydukes)

they both have a weird addiction to butterbeer

Barty likes his with extra foam but Luna doesn't like the bubbles

they play cards with each other all the time

they also do crosswords and sudokus because Luna finds them relaxing and it keeps Barty busy

Barty is 3 inches taller than her and uses it to his advantage

always holding her books over her head

he can push her away with one arm and she's too far to hit him

She hates it because at the orphanage she's the tall one but at Hogwarts she's the shortest person in the friend groups

Minus Peter

They (platonically) sleep in the same bed sometimes

When Barty has a crappy day or Luna just can't deal with life they both just take a nap together

On a side note they plan murder together

One of them just randomly says "I want to murder xyz" and they start planning together

James is worried for her mental state

But yeah they stay besties for the resties until Barty or Luna dies

WHAT WHO SAID THAT

requested by the wonderful @gardenofrunar

#the marauders #dead gay wizards #slytherin skittles #barty crouch jr #luna lupin

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mintymelty · 3 months

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YHS: A Serialization [] 5. Respite- or Something Like That

⚠️Warning! This episode contains discussions of murder, suicide, and other crimes. These topics are not shown or described in detail.⚠️

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September 4th, 2015.

Slow, calm afternoons are under appreciated, honestly. This whole week, despite it being the first week back at Yamada High, has been relatively quaint. For me, at least.

I feel as though most people my age rush through life, thinking by the time they’re thirty that their freedom is gone and nothing will be exciting.

That’s not true whatsoever, as every life stage is vital for enjoying life. Fun does not necessitate decadent parties or wild love lives, to me it means the triumph of acing a difficult test, the satisfaction of saving money cooking good food from the comfort of my own home.

And to me, the meaning of life is the thrill of solving mysteries.

The locals of Las Allayes County speak of a rumor that on every October 31st, a pair of lovers disappear. And not because of the high crime rates during Halloween. Last year, an elderly couple was found dead in their homes in San Atlanta, which is particularly odd as San Atlanta is a fairly wealthy neighborhood. It was officially declared a double-suicide, but I have my doubts.

In this city of unpredictability, where the corrupt seeps through the veneer of austerity, things are never what they appear. And as always, the police ignore this and take the easy way out instead of thoroughly investigating the crime scene.

But it is what it is. It’s Friday, school’s over. I should relax. All my current assignments are done, I have some banh mi pate to eat, I have Mystreet episodes to catch up on. It’s not like I have anything to attend.

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💙: “CRAAAAAPPPPPPP!!! THE METRO SHUT DOWN!!”

*BAM!*

The door slams open.

💙: “GOLD! Sorry!”

💛: “What happened?? Where were you, anyway?”

💙: “SoIwasatthemetro-“

💛: “Why?”

💙: “-soIcouldgotothisguy’sgarageconcert-“

💛: “WHY?”

💙: “-becauseIhavenothingelsetodo-“

💛: “You could work on your introductory essay-“

💙: “But that’s boring! Anyways so the Redstone Link is down because someone got stabbed-“

💛: “Why would they shut a whole line down over a stabbing?”

💙: “Because it’s connected to some weird gang that everyone’s scared about-“

💛: “GANG?! Is it- wait. Tell me everything you know.”

💙: “Ooohhh! Okay, I-uh… the cop blocking off our station said some guy in a hoodie stabbed another young dude at the Sky Station.”

💛: “Seems fairly standard so far.”

💙: “But apparently the hoodie guy had some tattoo that matched a local gang- Y’know, that cop was really talkative.”

💛: “For once.”

💙: “Yeah, and that gang has been rising in prominence.”

💛: “I’m surprised you know that word.”

💙: “Yeah! Wait- hey!”

💛: “So this gang… hmm. What did you want me for, anyways?”

💙: “Can you drive me to Industry City?”

💛: “…I don’t have a car.”

💙: “Well, can’t you, like, call a taxi?”

💛: “We’re not going to Traum County, Kat. What the hell kind of a concert is this guy hosting?!”

💙: “Hey! It’s in Miller Avenue! It’s not that scary there-“

💛: “So instead of getting shot at night you’ll just get stabbed? Face it, you’re not going.”

💙: “OH MY GOD! YOU REALLY ARE A PROBATION COP!”

💛: “Don’t you dare call me a cop.”

💙: “Oh, how ironic! Says the one that gets into everybody’s business! Since you like snooping so much, snoop THIS!”

💛: “YOU FOUND IT?!?”

💙: “I knew it! This wasn’t Liv’s-“

💛: “No- There was this rumor going around that The Erinyes lost a pendant containing info on rival gangs!”

💙: “…Who?”

💛: “The gang you were talking about earlier? Yeah. They’re probably the perpetrator behind the stabbing.”

💙: “Oh… that explains why Liv told me to keep it..”

💛: “Just give it to me. The police might accuse us of being accomplices, or worse, lose it.”

💙: “Sure… hey wait! Since I gave you the pendant-“

💛: “UGHHHH, FINE. I’ll give you money for a taxi. You can go, on one condition…”

💙: “Yeah yeah, don’t drink anything anyone gives me-“

💛: “Besides that, tell me everything you see and hear. And charge your phone.”

💙: “Ok! Thank you, Kimmy-“

💛: “And double check the taxi’s license plate. And just call me Kim.”

💙: “…Aight!”

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I’m… not sure how to feel, honestly. Like, obviously I’m exicted for the garage concert and excited to meet more people that aren’t my… pseudo-sister, but at the same time something about how Kim was freaking out about the… Erin-yes?? And the stabbing make me kinda worried about how I’ll integrate into Yamada High.

But it’s okay. I know my street smarts. I can even show off my solo-cup juggling skills to impress people!

Everything will be okay.

…Right?

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#digital art #itsfunneh yandere high school #itsfunneh yhs #itsfunneh fanart #itsfunneh yhs: a serialization #pixel art #yhs #mcyt #yhs gold #mcyt fanart #mcytblr

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joshy-tomato · 6 months

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If you get two versions of this ask, my apologies. Wifi is being wonky

Some folk really do not deserve kids. Case in point, Furina's parents. Hopefully, Freminet's mom joins in on the court case, she did have her child more or less taken from her. Arlecchino investigating good and hard on everyone these two harmed or messed. They are not leaving jail anytime soon, preferably ever once Neuvillette wins the case.

Ah, yes, the best ways to bond: mutual suffering. Makes me wonder how long the war against Celestia lasted, poor Neuvi had to live with his failure to save not just Focalors, but Furina as well.

Can't really fault the Knave for being too intense, it's amusing to imagine and I think she deserves some unhealthy possessiveness. It does translate into Furina getting lots of love and affection, and just affirming the stance that Arle is the best person for Furina. But, that's also because a certain someone has been getting rid of any prospective lovers.

I almost want a coworker of Furina and Arlecchino to remember and just side eye this "friendship". Hmmm, not sure who would fit that. None of the Harbingers give off entertainment industry vibes and the image of Scara or Childe finding out via a movie and choking on their food and drink is just too funny to let go of. Maybe Clorinde manages to work her way into being a minor character on a set or two? Or, someone else...

And awwwh, that's.. nice? Cute doesn't fit because the situation is pretty screwed up, but hey, Furina is learning that Arlecchino is plenty reliable and especially angry for Furina and Freminet's sake. Arle sticking to Furina's side whenever she can in the courtroom, always positioning herself in front of Furina when the parents try to talk to her. Definitely glaring at the parents, who quickly back down or maybe they don't, 'cause some people don't deserve survival instincts.

Also! Furina introducing Arlecchino to her little brother since he's been taken out of their dad's custody with the court case on. Arle speaking super softly to Freminet.

(Dont worry, I totally relate to having a horrible internet)

Indeed, Furi and Fremi parents are Foster Child of such sentiment. Arlecchino collecting every person they fucked over will be pretty cathartic, the start of the most unhiged era of the Stan account.

Reading that I totally imagined Childe, either as an actor or stunt double, maybe both, coming across Arlefuri and simply noping out. Nope, he never liked Arlecchino to begin with, he is not getting involved om her messy love life, not again.

Arlecchino reaction totally changes the way Furina sees her like, yeah they are friends but Furina does think that she is sometimes weird and is afraid that because since Arle was her fan the weird behavior is because Arlecchino has her in a pedestal. But Arle behavior during the trial shows her not only Arlecchino is reliable, but that she will not look down on Furina just because she is vulnerable and not the perfect star she pretends to be.

Freminet meeting with Arlecchino, I kinda have this idea that, due being raised along with Furina, his memories of the past life were unlocked very early and sadly childhood amnesia is a thing. He does remember more than Furina of course, but is a lot less clear and reliable than those who unlocked their memories as teens and adults, he probably assumed that those memories where dreams and the people he meet where imaginary friends.

#genshin impact #arlefuri #reincarnation au #Ask #anonymous

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the-archangel · 11 months

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Samurai Rising

Kerry doesn't seem to have the right temperament to work in the service industry, so how on earth did he get on along on that cruise ship?...

“You, waiter! My steak is overdone, it’s a disgrace!”

The waiter, tall, dark and cute rather than classically handsome, walks smiling over to the couple’s table, “I’m so sorry to hear that sir,” he says with a formality edging on sarcasm, “I’ll get the kitchen to cook another immediately.”

Unsure as to whether he is being mocked or not, the irate man shoves the plate at the smiling waiter, “Well, good!” he shouts unnecessarily loudly, “And make it fast, we have friends to meet at seven.”

After an ingratiating nod, the waiter disappears through the doors to the kitchen, throws the meal – plate and all - noisily into the trash and sits on a counter lighting a cigarette that he pulls from behind his ear, “Steve, that fucker at table four’s send the food back again, says the steak’s not cooked right this time.”

“Shit man, that’s like, the third time this week. What a dick.”

The other man nods in agreement, “Mhm, he tips fuck all as well, think it’s time to add some special sauce?”

The waiter watches from the countertop as the cook carefully prepares another steak making the sauce as it rests, then hops off to join him at the hob grinning as both let a gobbet of spit dribble into the pan, a quick whisk later the sauce is poured over the meat and the plate taken to the waiting diner. “About time, you’ll wait while I see how this steak is cooked.” A knife is pulled through the centre of the meat which is split apart and examined closely, the man cuts a slice, uses his knife to slather it in sauce, and pops it into his mouth chewing thoughtfully, “Much improved,“ he announces haughtily, “I shall not have to speak with the Captain about this after all.” and with a wave of his hand he dismisses the smirking waiter.

Bursting back into the kitchen he pulls off his jacket – it’s the end of a double shift and he’s fit to drop, “Nice one Steve,” he tells the cook on his way through to the lockers, “he loved it, stupid fucker!”

“Preem work Kerry, you coming to the Golden Mermaid later?”

“Nah, shit to do, see you tomorrow.”

The cabins are small but comfortable enough, all Kerry needs is a space to dump his stuff and to play his guitar and it’s fine for that, he’s had an idea buzzing around his head all day and just wants to get it down before it evaporates, but there’s something to deal with first.

His phone had been buzzing away in his locker all afternoon, 8 missed calls and 13 messages all from some guy he’d met briefly a few times before he left, if he didn’t know better, he’d say the guy was hot for him, but he’d made it quite clear that he liked chicks over dicks despite the way Kerry had sometimes seen him looking at him when he wasn’t aware.

They’d talked about starting a band, joking at first but increasingly seriously. They were both into music and guitars, Kerry had talent, Johnny (the other guy’s name) had charisma, it could work, but Kerry had been down to take this job for months, his first after school, so the ideas were put on the backburner until he got back, except,

“Kerry, call me back you fucker, I’ve got us a gig but it’s on Saturday, THIS Saturday, like four days from now, I need you here.”

Kerry sighed, the job was supposed to be a three-month stint over the summer, to tide him over between high school and college, but it’s five weeks in and he’s seriously over it. On the other hand, it took his dad a lot of pulled strings to get him this gig, he was a pretty good kid but his parents could see he had the potential to slip into trouble with the guys he was hanging with, so this job was the perfect solution, could he really give it up for a pipe-dream?

He picks up his guitar and angrily strums out the tune assaulting his head, reaching for some paper to note down the words swirling around his brain. He plays on well into the early hours despite the blood on the strings from his still tender fingertips, finally falling into an exhausted sleep a couple of hours before his morning alarm.

Johnny was basically feral. Once caged, he was now free to roam the streets and cause chaos wherever he went, which he did with much enthusiasm. He’s only three years older than Kerry, but has fit being a soldier, a prisoner and a pariah into that time. Disowned by the family that never paid him much mind anyway, he found his way to Night City and to a party somewhere in Japantown where a 17-year-old boy is entertaining the crowd, playing classics on his guitar. Johnny usually affects a style of being disinterested and aloof, but this guy is interesting, playing tunes Johnny loves, captivating the party goers with his already husky singing voice and charming them with his banter and big, brown, puppy-dog eyes, he wants to know him better.

A crowd gathers to talk to Kerry when the music stops, he’s especially popular with the young men at the party Johnny notes as he cuts a swathe through the crowds and curls a silver arm around the musician’s neck, “Sorry guys, he’s coming with me,” he tells the disappointed crowd pulling a perplexed Kerry into a quiet corner of the kitchen.

“What the fuck?” Kerry hisses as the pressure on his neck is released.

Johnny shrugs and offers the other man a cig from his packet and a swig from his tequila bottle, calming him somewhat, “Preem playing, do you write your own stuff too?”

“Yeah, a little, bit rough around the edges still but getting there.”

“Yeah, same,” Johnny agrees, “maybe we could work on some stuff together?”

Kerry looks Johnny up and down taking in the straggly hair, attempt at a beard, wiry frame, startlingly intense hazel eyes and finally the chrome arm, “What happened?” he asks looking the arm over with his head cocked to one side.

“Shit mostly.” Johnny answers seriously before breaking into a grin making the other man chuckle. They spend the next hour or so in each other’s company talking about music, classic bands, favourite musicians and albums, trading numbers before Kerry is once more swallowed up by his attentive crowd.

Over the next few weeks they meet up a couple more times. In Johnny’s tiny one-room apartment they jam into the early hours, smoking but barely talking just feeding off each other’s riffs until Johnny finally announces that he’s going to bed leaving Kerry to either crash on the floor or leave, he chooses the latter. The last time they met was the day before Kerry set off for the ship, Johnny had tried to persuade him to stay with promises of a band, a tour, fame and all the groupies he could eat, but it was a dream, stuff like that didn’t happen to guys like them.

Kerry is beginning to think that maybe it should.

On breakfast duty the following morning, Kerry curses as he wipes a smear of blood from his ruined fingertips off the side of a saucer before putting it on the room service trolly. He’s tired and he hurts and he’s in no mood for pissy customers. He hates going into rooms when people are sleeping or just getting up, feels like he’s interrupting private moments, and indeed sometimes he is, sometimes he watches, sometimes (one time) he joins in, but this time a pleasant older lady takes the tray, puts some eddies into his hand and he moves along. The morning progresses unremarkably, people are kind, people are asses, same as every other day, by lunchtime he’s decided; the boat docks in six hours and he’s getting off and high-tailing it back to the City.

“What you looking so happy about?” Steve asks as Kerry throws the fussy diner’s plate into the trash once more.

“I’m getting out of here today, made up my mind, going back to the City.”

Steve looks at him incredulously, “How the fuck you getting to Night City from New York, it’s nearly three thousand miles?”

Kerry’s eyebrows briefly knit together, he had saved his pay and his tips and had a little tucked away from before, but it was going to take every enny he had to pay for that flight home. Seeming to brighten he tells the cook, “It’ll be fine, booked a flight, be back home in time for dinner.”

But where was home? He couldn’t go back to his parents all his friends were still living with their own parents, there was only one option…

After the call, Johnny sat on his bed looking around his tiny apartment, there was barely any room for his own crap, but Kerry had promised that he didn’t have much stuff, just a couple of bags and a guitar, so it could work for a while. They’d have to double up in the bed, pondered the Rockerboy, but he rarely spent a night here anyway so it shouldn’t cause a problem.

As the sky begins to darken, threatening a coming storm, he takes his car to the airport and waits by the arrivals board, there’s ten minutes til Kerry’s flight lands so he needs something to occupy himself, the bar opposite may be the perfect thing. By the time Kerry has made his way from the plane and reclaimed his bags, Johnny is deep in conversation with an attractive flight attendant and only the insistent buzzing of his phone alerts him to the other man’s presence.

“Where the fuck are you?”

“Jeez, what are we married now?”

“Shit Johnny it’s been a long day, stop being an ass and come take me home.”

“Ugh, fine, give me a minute.” He gives the attendant his number and stumbles out of the bar, finding Kerry by the exit, “You’re gonna have to drive, I’m flat out drunk,” he tells the other man before climbing into the passenger seat and slumping towards the window, they make it home but he rarely asks him to drive again.

With two days to go until the gig, Kerry and Johnny are interviewing potential band members in a bar around the corner from their apartment. Nancy is an easy pick, she brings a portable keyboard and can play any of the classics they throw at her and picks up their original stuff straight away, they let her hang around whilst they search for their drummer.

Potential drummers file in hammering at the kit set up on the stage, but none have quite what they are looking for being either too sloppy, too heavy or, in one case, too drunk to climb onto the stage. Johnny is getting agitated, they’ve got less than an hour until the bar opens and they get thrown out, more file in and out until a tall, beautiful woman walks deliberately up to the kit without giving them a second glance and belts out a perfect set. The sit staring at her for a moment, Kerry is the first to recover, “That was some preem drumming, you want in?”

She looks them up and down sucking air in through her teeth, “Sure, I’ll give you a go.” She says nonchalantly as she joins Nancy at the now open bar.

“Shit, one of us will have to play bass until we find someone,” Johnny drawls, clearly not keen on the idea.

“My guy plays,” chips in the new drummer, “I’ll bring him along to the rehearsal, see what you think?”

“Sure,” the boys say together, and there it was, Johnny and Kerry’s band, so far without a name.

Later that afternoon in a friend of Johnny’s garage space, he and Kerry are trying to think up a band name whilst waiting for the rest of the band to show, “What about ‘Johnny and the Moondogs’?”, suggests Johnny (of course).

“Don’t think so, no, ‘The Frantic Elevators’? ‘The Hype’?”

“Nah, need something with more edge, how about ‘The Rattlesnakes’?”

Kerry is still looking incredulous when Nancy comes in closely followed by the new drummer and a slightly dishevelled guy who must be her boyfriend, they are all chatting animatedly and seat themselves on the various bits of crap dotted around the space before looking expectantly over at the dilapidated couch where Kerry and Johnny sit waiting.

“So, we’ve got tonight and tomorrow to rehearse enough songs for a forty-five-minute set,” Johnny explains to his bandmates, “We’re on stage at nine, a hundred eddies a piece, any questions?”

“Will we get free booze?” the drummers boyfriend pipes up.

“Sorry choom, I doubt it. What do we call you by the way?”

“He’s Henry, and not that either of you ever bothered to ask but I’m Denny,” the drummer offers cooly.

Kerry looks suitably embarrassed while Johnny continues his speech, “So far we’ve got three original numbers ready to go, another two that need work, and a shit-ton of covers we could fill in with, be better if it was all originals though, let’s fucking do this.”

It’s the early hours when they finally sit together again, sharing a cig whilst Denny packs her kit away. They can now boast four tight originals, another in the works and a couple of covers that should blow the audience away. “What’s this band called anyway?” Nancy asks as she huffs out impressive smoke rings that seem to hypnotise Henry especially.

“Dunno,” Kerry admits, “We were talking about it earlier, need something memorable, something with an edge.”

“What about ‘Samurai’?” she drops in casually.

The boys look at each other grinning, “Yeah, Samurai. Thanks Nance, fucking perfect.”

The next morning, apart from Johnny and Kerry who never left, nobody quite makes it for the 11 AM rehearsal time, Nancy and Denny turn up at half-past and Henry is still nowhere to be seen at 2, but the boys have already put together a tight set. They’ll start with the chugging intensity of Hostility, Brutality to get the crowd going, followed by the mellower Seven Virtues, then the one that Johnny can see being a hit, Blistering Love, it’s heavy with plenty of chances to show off their individual talents on stage, a slightly psychedelic WIP that they hope to finish today that might be called Binocular Eyes is next, a couple of classic covers and finishing with the song Kerry wrote on the ship, Bleed the Beat, a vitriolic stomper guaranteed to leave an impression.

Overall, they’re feeling pretty pleased with themselves, but they are by no means ready and the afternoon is stressful with both Kerry and Johnny having firm ideas of what should be happening and when, generally they are in accord, occasionally they bicker but it’s nothing to the blazing row they spectate over when Henry finally rolls up at two-fifteen clearly higher than a kite. Denny marches him outside to have a ‘conversation’ and the rest of the band sit on the broken couch sharing a joint and watching the fireworks. Fortunately, it turns out that he can play better stoned than when he’s sober, so by early evening they’re ready to pack up and make their way to the Red Dirt bar in a borrowed van. Denny and Nancy make a banner of the band’s name in the back while the boys sit up front, full of nervous excitement, laughing and chattering about how big they’re going to be, how rich, how famous.

They are the middle of three bands that night, the best position to be in Johnny tells the others as the audience are warmed up by the first band, but not yet jaded. Sitting nervously by the bar Kerry looks out over the crowd as they cheer and dance to the opening act’s music, will they even like what Samurai has to offer if they’re happy enough with this scop he wonders, visions of the audience staring at them with silent incomprehension float across his mind, he guzzles his beer to chase them away.

Johnny has no such doubts, he’s nervous sure, but a healthy, buzzy kinda nervous, he just wants to get up there and give the audience what they’ve been waiting for all this time. If they don’t like it then, shit, they’ll just go find an audience that does.

The first band leaves the stage giving them just fifteen minutes to set up their gear and perform a quick sound check. Nine o’clock arrives, Johnny and Kerry look over at each other and grin, “We are Samurai,” Johnny screams over his mic to the crowd, “prepare to be fucked!” and they launch into the uber-heavy first tune.

It passes in a blur, the playing is the best they’ve done, the audience love them and are already screaming their names, everything is vibing and they come off stage drenched in sweat but ecstatic. Johnny is using an old towel to wipe his face when a guy from the club offers them another gig later in the week, Kerry is flirting with a guy who caught his eye from the stage when the manager of the Rainbow Cadenza offers them a gig the following weekend.

Sitting at the bar, slurring slightly from the celebrations, the five of them congratulate each other and drink to the future. Tonight has been an absolute blast, the best of his life, but there’s no way it can carry on forever Kerry muses, so he’s determined to grab every opportunity with both hands and make Samurai the most fucking awesome band ever for as long as it lasts, however brief that may be.

#kerry eurodyne #kerry is my muse #nancy hartley #denny cyberpunk #cyberpunk 2077 #henry cyberpunk #samurai #johnny silverhand

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sodascherrycola · 3 months

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Instagram Intros (Noel Gallagher's Kids)

Malcolm Flynn Gallagher (@colmgallagher)

DOB: September 2nd 1985 Age: 39 years old Hometown: Manchester, England Nicknames: Mal, Malc, Mac, and Colm S/O: Claire Durney Kids: Kayleigh and Riley Best Friend(s): Cristofer Hensley, Shelby Bennett, & August Webster Aesthetic: Malcolm grew up with a strong relationship with both his teenage parents and his grandmother, Peggy. He was often babysat by his nana while both her parents worked to afford housing and food for the three of them. He loved hanging out with his Uncle Liam and spent most of his time with him. Liam introduced him to football, and eventually became obsessed. His father ended up working doubles to make enough for Colm to join a local team. This is something that he would try to bond with his younger brother over, though James didn't seem as interested with this. Colm ended up playing football for 14 years, going to uni on a scholarship.

James Conrad Gallagher (@jamesconradgallg)

DOB: May 18th 1990 Age: 34 years old Hometown: London, England Nicknames: Jamie, Jay, JJ, Con, Connie S/O: Michelle Michaels Kids: None Best Friend(s): Kiersten Krause Aesthetic: James was a very shy child, always seeming to like being alone. He wasn't always this way, before being extremely talkative and expressive. When James was around 5 years old he was one of 4 James' in his kindergarten class, and a note was sent home to his parents explaining that he needed to have some sort of nicknames so the 4 don't get mixed up. He started getting referred to as his middle name, Conrad, or Connie for short. Kids were not kind to him afterwards and he got heavily made fun of for this. He became very quiet and introverted to a point that he wouldn't even speak to his parents. Noel slowly started to introduce him to the music industry, in hopes that it might be a good outlet for his young son. Luckily for him, James took to this and actually became a producer as he got older.

Molly Quinn Gallagher (@mollywally)

DOB: February 19th 1997 Age: 27 years old Hometown: Camden, England Nicknames: Molls, Wally S/O: Darren Maguire Kids: Sophia, Leon, and Elliot Best Friend(s): Teagan Hale, Jordyn Conley, and Caitlin Cunningham Aesthetic: Molly was always Noel's quiet favourite. He would never admit it, but she was. She knew it as well. The minute she flashed her big blue puppy dog eyes, she got whatever her heart desired from Noel. Mary was not a fool for this trick however and has had to have multiple talks to Noel about toughening up and being a bit more strict with her, but he can't help it. Molly looks just like her mother and Noel can't seem to see through it. She was a very expressive young girl, always doing some sort of art or sport. She took a liking to her mother's song-writing and has helped her on many occasions writing tunes for her father or other famous celebrities. Molly was named after her mother's maiden name, Quinn, being Mary's previous surname. This was because her mother and father had recently gotten married after finding out they were pregnant with their daughter. Mary was devastated to say the least, when she realised that Quinn wasn't going to be her last name, and that it was now Gallagher. Of course, it was her decision to change her name but it still upset her nonetheless. So Noel went to the nurse while Mary was feeding their wee one, and gave her the name. The rest was history.

Beckham Eoin Gallagher (@bekywitdagoodhair)

DOB: July 25th 2000 Age: 24 years old Hometown: Camden, England Nicknames: Beck, Bex, Becky S/O: Natalia Brooks Kids: None Best Friend(s): Justus Rush, Jayden Reyes, and Finley Holt Aesthetic: Where to even begin with THE Beckham Gallagher? For starters, he was born prematurely and scared the life out of his parents. He almost died, something about his lungs not breathing properly. Noel was trying to see what was wrong with his son but the nurses wouldn't let him even hold Beckham. He eventually decided to just pick him up, ignoring the words from the nurses, and held him against his bare chest like he had done with his other 3 children. Like a miracle, Beck started breathing normally, matching his breaths to his fathers. As he grew up he became more and more rambunctious, only ever having the energy of a mosh-pit at all times. The amount of times he's woken his parents up is too many to count on a hand, the amount of times he's gotten in trouble for not staying still in class is too many to count on a hand. Beckham never got any smack from his parents though, of course not, he's their miracle baby. Noel and Mary are just happy that their little boy has the lung capacity for all the gleeful screaming and running around he does all the time. When he was a teenager he stopped all the girl's hearts too. No one was every pined after more than Beckham Eoin Gallagher in his high school. So much so in fact, he had 3 dates to the prom because he was too nice to say no. He switched them out every little bit, and never got caught surprisingly. His future wife, Natalia, was the school's prom photographer and has photos of him with all 3 dates and will never fail to use it to her advantage.

Kieran Connor Gallagher (@kier_gallagher)

DOB: October 11th 2003 Age: 21 years old Hometown: London, England Nicknames: Kier S/O: Janey Moore Kids: None Best Friend(s): Jackson Hughes and Leah Olsen Aesthetic: Kieran was well mannered and polite. He had a strong relationship with his twin sister, Cecilia, and they were stuck together like glue. They had gotten split apart in year 2 at school, and it was such a mess Mary had to go in there and try to negotiate with the principal to put them back together. They had been in the same classes up until high school, this is when they wanted to be as far apart from each other as ever. Kieran ended up befriending Jackson Hughes, Mary didn't like him too much. He was kind of a bad influence on Kieran, introducing him to alcohol and drugs at the beginning of year 9. This is when Noel had to have a conversation with him, sit him down and have a proper talk about his behaviour. He was just acting out in ways Noel didn't think he would have to worry about with his youngest son. Kieran had always been an easy-going kid, so what was he going on about? He was struggling with school, a cocaine addiction, and his best friend Leah, had quietly chosen to be friends with Cecilia when the two decided to split ways. Kieran was diagnosed with depression when he was 15, after he had attempted to… Noel had held him so damn close that night, fearing that he almost lost his little boy. He had gotten better after his mother started him up at therapy, he started gaining his relationship back with Cecilia, and is all together better now.

Cecilia Bridget Gallagher (@ceciliagallagher)

DOB: October 11th 2003 Age: 21 years old Hometown: London, England Nicknames: Cece, Celia, Sicily S/O: Nathaniel Carson Kids: None Best Friend(s): Jamie York, Leyla Watts, and Leah Olsen Aesthetic: Cecilia was a simple kid, never wanted anything, never asking for anything, even though she knew her dad would give her anything her heart desires at the snap of her tiny little finger. She was very smart, excelling farther than her twin brother, which did put a bit of a strain on their relationship. The two were never not in the same classes and were constantly being compared to one another, mainly Kieran to Cecilia. She never understood why he was so angry, he was cool, had loads of friends, and people liked him. Why would he be so upset about not being like her. Cecilia just made him feel dumb. This was the cause of their fallout. She went off to be a proper student with their friend Leah. She ended up having a good social group and superior grades. She had many times offered to help tutor Kieran, but gave up when she could feel the glare he gave her from across the dinner table. Celia couldn't stand being so distanced from her built in best friend. When Kieran had nearly died, she stayed by his side the whole time in the hospital, not even leaving to go to school. The two eventually reconnected and became closer than ever. She became a journalist in The Sunday Times when she was 19 years old and is quite well-known in England.

Penelope Niamh Gallagher (@whos_pennygallagher)

DOB: September 10th 2010 Age: 14 years old Hometown: London, England Nicknames: Pen, Penny, Elle, Ellie S/O: No One Kids: None Best Friend(s): Malik Rhodes, Skyla Garrison, and Kole Cross Aesthetic: Penelope is the definition of youngest daughter. She's absolutely spoiled in every way, and she likes to get what she wants. She is in no way though, a brat about it. Penny, being the youngest and by a good amount of years, had a lot of her parents attention. Mary always dotes on her because it's her last baby and she just wants to cherish it as much as she can. Noel just can't say no to a little girl her wants a pretty pink dress and princess shoes. Yes, her parents were getting old, and yes, that sucked for her, but her siblings always stepped in when her parents couldn't. In fact, Penelope was the closest with her oldest sister Molly and older brother Beckham. They adored her. She was born to be a princess and every one knows it. She became really into fashion at a young age, and she is now her own little fashion icon. Gen Z took a liking to her unique outfits and she blew up on tiktok. She often got Noel to join in on her tiktoks too, which people loved! He was very gentle with her, he didn't mind being goofy if it meant Pen would giggle away. Everyone thought it was precious. Penelope is also known for tricking people into thinking Oasis was getting back together, showing her Uncle Liam and Aunt Sarah whenever she could in videos just to make her father mad. Mary did put an end to this if you were wondering.

#oasis #oasis oc #oasis next gen #oasis introductions #Malcolm gallagher #James gallagher #molly gallagher #Beckham gallagher #Kieran gallagher #cecilia gallagher #Penelope gallagher #noel gallagher #Mary gallagher #Mary quinn #instagram introductions #oasis next generation

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GENERAL

more mentor/mentee things: maybe caesar is helping your character to get a breakthrough in the industry.

more caesar emotionally adopting your kid/being a DAD: just close connections with e.g. victors or young people in the capitol. he's totally taking young people up under his wing every chance he gets, as he has long forsaken the wish to have a family himself.

more relationships that aren't eternal love: i'd love some more flings for caesar as he's slept around a lot during his younger years. we can definitely work with staying friends, or becoming enemies, or even rekindling their relationship post war. just a lot of different types of relationships.

caesar fathering an illegitimate child: this is a bit more a whimsical idea, but caesar sleeping around a lot in the early years of his hosting career might have led to a whopsie. i'd be up for exploring that plot, especially if he's unaware of the child for a long, long while (post war orphaned teen appearing on his doorstep?)

PRE BOOKS

for victors: any kind of recruiting your victor to the cause of the rebellion, whether it's caesar trying to figure out your character or beginning to speak more plainly with them.

for victors: talking behind-the-scenes about strategies employed for the interviews of their tributes (e.g. what topics should caesar ask about?)

for capitol residents: friendship, enemies to lovers, flings (especially in caesar's early years), colleagues, people who try to sabotage his career, people who want to get on his good side, people who try to get information on current games from him to get a sponsoring advantage

DURING THE BOOKS: BEFORE THE WAR

for haymitch: caesar and haymitch talking before the interviews about the love confession in the seventy-fourth interview

for rebels: during the seventy-fourth games, talks and hopes about the katniss and peeta angle. possibly some conspiracy talks, such as the rule change.

for capitol rebels: the time after the seventy-fourth games and the changing mood in panem. hopes arising, plans being pushed into place.

for victor rebels: conspiratorial action before the war, such as revealing to victors what plutarch's plan for the quarter quell is.

for victor rebels: once they arrive in the capitol for the third quarter quell, conversations about going back into the arena.

for rebels not in the arena: further plans and conspiracies during the seventy-fifth games, possibly gathering in pairs to discuss what they saw on screen or caesar checking up on them or further plots made for the escape attempt. for any capitol rebels also talking about the fear of discovery during the upcoming rebellion.

DURING THE BOOKS: WAR TIME

for peeta: mockingjay timeline anything! interviews, talks before or after the interviews, caesar visiting peeta as often as he can, caesar living his double agent role by trying to give peeta more details without being noticed.

for all imprisoned victors: caesar and them doing propos together. caesar trying to help them while he's still in his double agent role (e.g. slipping in food). them communicating (or trying to) when they are both imprisoned. them being rescued together by the rebels.

for people high up in the rebellion: before caesar gets caught, he is providing information to 13 as often as he can (including just mentioning he's still alive). some bad quality zoom calls to update them on what is happening once he is in thirteen, he will help out the rebellion by being at meetings and providing information on the capitol—especially when they attack it directly.

for everyone in district thirteen during the war: caesar and them meeting in thirteen, possibly surprised at his part in the rebellion in case they don't know yet. caesar doing propos with important rebels together (e.g. katniss or finnick). caesar just hanging out™ with some of the people in thirteen. possibly some hostility by those who don't trust him regardless.

for alma coin: enemy-enemy threads where alma and caesar are bickering, caesar refusing to help her rebellion all that much, and the rare moments when he does (e.g. by providing crucial information on the capitol).

for any nurses in district thirteen: caesar is the charming and slightly annoying patient. some hospital threads where your muse is doing their medical job while he's being a dramatic annoyance charismatic person.

for katniss: caesar is at the mansion before snow dies. maybe katniss and him discuss the bombs that fell, and katniss has someone to theorise with. this idea comes directly from her passing out in a wardrobe of clothes after talking to haymitch⸺could be caesar's room and he finds her there (or she runs straight into him), meaning katniss gets the conversation she sought with haymitch elsewhere.

AFTER THE BOOKS

for any people living in the districts post war: caesar has a new show where he reports on the rebuilding efforts in panem and would visit your character's district. he might interview your character, or, if they know each other better, he would visit your character beforehand and have a nice conversation. this is the first time he'd even be able to visit your character's home, so he would stay for as long as he can to chat and help out.

above, but specifically for the victors: caesar has a fatherly relationship with a majority of the victors. he'd want to check up on his emotionally adopted kids ever so often, so he might stop by during their birthday as well or when an important event happened (e.g. post annie giving birth).

for katniss or peeta: as mentioned at the end of mockingjay, katniss and peeta are working on their book to write about people they have lost. caesar might stop by and provide some more tributes and victors.

for victors or anyone otherwise involved with the games: i picture there being an anniversary celebration to remember the horrors of the games. caesar would be present during that time and he'd be meeting your characters and talk with them.

for anyone in entertainment post war: caesar would still be around! outside of the above-mentioned show i can totally picture him exploring other venues once a few years passed and he's feeling healthier. maybe your character is a singer and he's hosting the singing show plutarch planned. things like that & obviously need heavy plotting beforehand.

#* ii : « wishlist » // exposition #actual wishlist wishlist produced yay :)#all of those are obviously just ideas and i'd love to plot around them #also just wanted to write them all down!#if we are already writing together and you can envision such a plot: hmu!!#if we don't: hmu !!!!!

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Not to be like, crazy self indulgent in with my headcanons. Like I’m aware this is kinda OOC but I rlly don’t care.

Like I like to think cuz stewy’s like insanely pent up abt the way he feels for Kendall and also because he’s like not rlly into the meaningless corporate talk and is kinda um BAD at metaphors — I LOVE stewy but head of a horse, dick of a swan isn’t winning any poetry awards — and tends to speak more literally. That sometimes he says something abt Kendall that is meant to be like just a reflection of how he feels, but it comes out so weird even Tom does a double take.

Like for example: Stewy relationship w food. He loves good food. Hes such a fucking gourmand abt it too. It’s like a reflection of his ability to enjoy things in his life beyond the corporate world, to not let it consume him in his misery, but it’s also like a reflection of his viciousness. The way he tears apart things for his consumption, the way he is shameless about how this industry has turned him into: a predator much like the animal metaphors used in the show, and someone rather devoid of morals in terms of work because he’s a parasite: he lives to feed. But yet it’s also a way he shares intimacy w Kendall, the way if he’s not talking abt work or drugs it’s food.

ANYWAYS MY POINT IS:

I feel like Tom and Stewy would be talking at a party and Tom’s like “oh, there goes your boy toy! Haha!“ when Kendall passes by w Naomi and Stewy like just is simmering in his Own bitterness.

And Tom’s like “oh cmon, you can do better than Kendall. If you need another drinking buddy I’m sure you got plenty of options, haha. “ being a shmuck making polite awkward ass convo and Stewys like not even looking at him anymore he’s just looking at Kendall LMAO. Which annoys tf out of Tom who regrets bringing him up and tries to move the convo along “Cmon let’s get something to eat. You know what you want?”

“Yeah, I do. Actually.”

“Okay cool.”

“ I wanna eat Kendall, piece by piece, then he won’t leave again.”

And he turns to look at Tom who is just like : 😟

LMAOOOO.

It’s not even THAT bad, Tom’s just being a fucking drama queen and also it’s the fact Stewy says it so nonchalantly and matter of fact like he says everything else. Which makes it so much weirder.

Tom is like “oh my GOD, what is wrong with you??” over the top to fuck w Stew just a lil cuz he’s a fucking dickhead, but also cuz WTF why would u say that

“It’s a metaphor”

“For what??”

“For- oh fuck off man; this is why shivs cheating on you.”

#stewy hosseini #kendall roy #tom wambsgans #succession hbo #succession headcanons

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All The Liquors. The show doesn’t need full review treatment so far, it’s definitely a light one, but I’m surprised by how much I’m enjoying it (my kids peeped my watching it last night and started saying NOM NOM NOM at all the food scenes lol). Anyway -- cute boy Jiyu (who’s out, YAY, with out friends, double YAY!) who REALLY likes to eat and DRANK (like a LOT lot) tries to woo a handsome chef into a contract with his beverage distribution company (I think that’s what Jiyu does? Whateves).

Handsome chef Kihoon refuses because he doesn’t want to be associated with booze, and doesn’t sell alcohol at his restaurant, which makes him the target of online critics. (One point to make, though, is that I think Korea is the drinkiest country of Asia -- so I think any criticism about Kihoon NOT serving alcohol would likely be more culturally deep than I as a Westerner would catch.) Handsome chef needs help at his restaurant, Jiyu sweeps in to help, Kihoon notices Jiyu, Kihoon signs the contract, ostensibly to spend more time with Jiyu, and like, I dunno -- Jiyu gets a little grumpy about it because of the way that Kihoon is treating him? Kihoon kind of becomes a pursuer, but it’s not, like, fully-fledged yet? And he’s sort of awkward about it, but there’s no reason given yet?

This is another show by the production company 1012, which I know very little about, except that they produced Individual Circumstances, which I was underwhelmed by. And even talking about this reminds me of an excellent conversation that took place last week about the obstacles that Korea faces in making more great BLs consistently, including politics, the conservative Christian lobby, a lack of funding, a late start to the industry, everything.

Again, I’m enjoying this show -- I absolutely can’t help myself around plates of fried chicken, spicy squid, all the hwe, Korean pasta, all the banchan, all the soju, and a freakin’ ending plate of stir-fried ramyeon, omg (BL x mukbang, gimme more.) But at the same time, my heart does break a teeny bit, because I could come around here and say, wah wah, the script needs to be better, it needs to rely less on the grumpy uke/clumsy guy/drunky guy tropes that K-dramas love.

BUT -- if a script relies on these tropes.... make ‘em work. (And dang it -- a lot of K-dramas make these tropes WORK, to great measure -- these exact tropes are what make me LOVE K-dramas.)

I get it. 1012 likely does not have funding for great scripts. They’re doing their best out here in the Seoul streets, I can see it. I think the casting, especially for Jiyu, is lovely. But there’s a lot of dead air in the show, a lot of non-speaking segments that I think are supposed to demonstrate chemistry and developing attraction between the guys, that just fall flat (à la the scenes in Individual Circumstances where the camera kept panning to that one guy with the tent car, and then back to the author, and like, those scenes didn’t end up really going anywhere either).

I so did not end up meaning to complain, but I guess I’m in a mood, ha -- but honestly, this is better than Individual Circumstances, if I’m comparing the two. And if you like Korean food, you do have to watch this, because this is my first BL x mukbang crossover, and at least the delish shit is making this watchable!

#all the liquors #cw: alcohol #cw: drinking

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Creating alternate climate realities: big ideas come from small towns

“So many of us come together to mobilize, make waves, and share space- to feel some agency within a machine that has cogs in nearly every aspect of our day-to-day lives. Everyone looks to one another hoping for the right answer (and also hoping to make that answer first), aiming to deduce the best tactic, the elusive “silver bullet” to stop or at least slow down the crisis that fills us with anxiety. Underlying much of our movement is a fundamental survival mechanism that operates on “me” instead of “we”.

Far too much of our collective energy is directed toward a pursuit that leaves us mirroring capitalism, individualism, and that which we fight. Bringing in more people (and ultimately more dollars) seems to be the only acceptable theory of change. Money-the currency of individualism-hangs like a heavy cloud over campaigns calling for systemic change. It is undeniable we are all stuck in the clutches of capitalism and the fossil fuel economy, from the tiny collective to the global environmental NGO. Creating educational materials, conducting research, bringing lawsuits, etc.- it costs money. But there are millions of people who are waiting for direction on how to protect our shared home. These times are indeed urgent, as all of our messaging states. We can do far better to direct the energy of those already engaged into substantive change.”

Excerpt from Tara Houska’s essay, Sacred Resistance, in All We Can Save: Truth, Courage, and Solutions for the Climate Crisis.

This excerpt tells the reader very clearly: community scale action must be prioritized. It is easy to get caught up in daily life, while trying to at least contribute your little grain of sand (“tu granito de arena”) to the sea of possible actions for mitigating the climate crisis, but that is exactly what our current system hopes for. This system hopes that the most we can do is to stop eating meat, stop single-use plastic, and buy from thrift stores. At the scale of the fossil fuel industry, this is less than significant, but let me be clear: this is not to say that people should take small-scale action, but that these individualized actions leave people satisfied, and so they don’t seek further, larger-scale action. I would love to say that we can change institutions from the inside, but if this is possible, this change will be slow. What we can do now is rely on each other and take these actions into our own hands. In cases when the local government clearly will not take action, I would like to see collective action solving these issues, as has occurred already in vulnerable communities across the globe. Casa Pueblo speaks of creating a new reality for Puerto Rican communities, a reality that doesn’t depend on the lack of reaction from the political leaders that the town leans on. A look into the future occurred after Hurricane María, as Casa Pueblo created a bubble of an alternate reality. This reality of solar-powered homes and businesses allowed the town of Adjuntas to have electricity throughout an island-wide blackout. Now, imagine this reality, but instead of within just a bubble, it has spread to the entire island. Small Island States (SIDS) would greatly benefit from the use of the wind, solar, and ocean resources, especially in the midst of climate disaster. These islands are often left without resources, such as electricity, food, and water, but if their natural resources are harnessed before, during, and in the aftermath of a hurricane, for example, the island community immediately doubles and even triples its resilience to these events. This is a reality that we’ve seen sampled, in smaller bite-sized realities, and it is time to expand beyond the current infrastructure. The people have the power to enact this change, but it won’t be easy.

#applications in climate and society #climate change #resilience #islands #applications

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April Activities 2023

Above Photo: Central Park, April 2023

Spring is in full force and I couldn’t be happier about it. It usually feels like the shortest season since summer arrives obnoxiously early, but this year it’s been magical. Chilly nights, sweaters instead of winter coats, tons of rain, birds chirping their asses off, there’s nothing better. Here’s what happened in April!

Above Photo: Baby Dog in Central Park

Above Photo: Baby Dog in Central Park, again

The best tweets of April can be found over here.

I visited a tulip farm in New Jersey and had the greatest meatballs from the Your Sister’s Balls food truck.

Above Photo: Holland Ridge Farms with Diana in New Jersey

I toured the gorgeous Kings Theatre in Brooklyn.

Above Photo: The lobby of Kings Theatre in Brooklyn, New York

Above Photo: Mirrors + me = BFF

I went to the Museum of Failure with my friend Casey in Industry City.

I helped review some Last Crumb cookies on my friend Paul’s TikTok.

I made one of my favourite steak recipes for the first time (steak Diane) and it was really, really good. I didn’t really ignite it properly since that’s the part that scares me the most, but there were partial flames so I’m counting this as a success.

Above Photo: Steak Diane ingredients

Notice: you’re using your potato peeler wrong.

The Alison Roman chocolate chip shortbread cookies are fast becoming a staple in our home.

Above Photo: Chocolate chip shortbread cookies

I physically cannot stop making this asparagus soup (the cream is optional), it’s so good. Best to double up the recipe if you’re making it for more than two people.

When will I learn that fancy coffee shops simply don’t do it for me? I went to Ten Thousand Coffee and it was fine, but definitely overrated. One day we’ll all revolt against coffee costing over $5 and I vow to lead the revolution.

Speaking of coffee, have I already mentioned the incredible hazelnut beans we order from San Francisco Bay Coffee? Best beans I’ve ever used for iced coffee at home, by far. All you need is a french press, a small spice grinder and beans. The fact that we’re not all making iced coffee at home each day is mind boggling.

Some things I watched:

Surviving R. Kelly (the newest season): Nathan and I watched two episodes and then abandoned it. It’s so hard to watch and really makes you wonder, “Why the hell am I watching this if it makes me feel this way?”

Dave (newest season): Words can’t express how much I love this show. Every episode is better than the last.

Succession: Okay, yes I already complained about this show. But the thing is - I haven’t hate-watched a new show in a really long time, so I think that’s why I keep going with it. The dialogue is objectively bad and I think the real appeal of the show is the fact that you can’t binge it all at once, we’re all so desperate for the days of cable and once-a-week viewing. And small side note: Adrian Brody is not a good actor, so of course he had to appear in an episode.

The Intern: What is wrong with me? Why was this on my list of movies to watch? It was so bad, but IT LOOKED BAD. Hated Anne Hathaway’s character. There was ZERO chemistry between her and De Niro. And it’s a mind-numbingly boring script. Christ.

Who Done It: The Clue Documentary: Okay, if you even kind of liked the movie Clue (1985), then you really have to watch this. It’s fan-made, but it’s so good. I didn’t know that so many playwrights attempted to write it, I had no idea that Carrie Fisher was supposed to be Miss Scarlett but couldn’t because of her drug problem?? Absolutely adored Jonathan Lynn. And loved all of Michael McKean’s anecdotes.

Above Photo: Who Done It: The Clue Documentary

How many beach blankets does one person need? And why is this Target one so damn perfect?

I’ve made so much green garlic butter, I’m considering starting a butter stand outside my building.

Above Photo: Green garlic from the Union Square Greenmarket, NYC

This month in good-but-nothing-special restaurants I’ve tried: Hawksmoor (flashy and beautiful inside, but no real substance) and Pete’s Tavern (space is great, food is fine and service was attentive but odd).

That being said, I also ate at some wonderful places! Saint George Bistro in Hastings had great escargot even if the service wasn’t great, Figlia in Astoria was as good as everyone says it is so I’ll definitely return, Sunken Harbor Club was beautiful and had great drinks and it felt like you weren’t in NYC but in a good way, Amelie Wine Bar was perfect and had $13 wine flights with stellar service, and finally Satis Bistro in Jersey City which was so lovely (the duck croquettes, my god, I’ll dream about those until I return).

Above Photo: Outside Saint George Bistro in Hastings, New York with Diana & Crystal

Above Photo: Amelie Wine Bar with Jessie, West Village

I got a facial at Glow Bar and I really don’t see the big deal with facials. This sounds psychotic, but maybe my face doesn’t… need… facials…?

My brother Gary sent me this Happy & Polly stamp of Baby Dog’s face and I can’t get over it. It’s horrifyingly perfect.

I went to a sample sale for Rent The Runway put on by 260 and it was depressing as hell, it was all so disorganized and chaotic. Think that might be the last sample sale for me.

I visited the exterior of Alder Manor since I was in the area and it’s so beautiful from the outside, I can’t imagine how gorgeous the interior must be.

Above Photo: Alder Manor in Yonkers, New York

Dying over the entire Adidas x Farm Rio collaboration (thanks Marla for telling me about it!).

Speaking of my friend Marla, she mentioned how she gives her young sons a small amount of money for birthday gifts for people in their lives and then each kid comes up with an idea based on what that person enjoys and buys the gift. And honestly, what a perfect idea. Gift giving is a skill and absolutely should be taught to young kids (especially boys) since it’s such an important part of living. Love this so, so much. Every parent should be doing this.

I am so in love with the rhubarb and strawberry soda from Trader Joe’s that I think I might finally be ready to try rhubarb for real.

Above Photo: Rhubarb and strawberry soda from Trader Joe’s

I’d never heard about the children’s book In The Night Kitchen by Maurice Sendak but it was mentioned in that performance about Philip Glass I saw last month, so I bought the book and it’s incredible.

And finally, behold my new favourite photo of Baby Dog.

Above Photo: Hahahahah this expression! She’s so sick of my shit I love it.

Things I’m looking forward to this month: I’m going to do a post about my recent visit to the abandoned City Hall subway station, I’m definitely going to go see the new fashion exhibit that opens at The Met, I know that H&M is shit now but I’m gonna have to take a look at this Mugler collab in person, I kinda need to eat these duck fries in Toronto and I absolutely need to track down these Lichtenstein stamps ASAP.

If you’ve got any interest in reading last month’s roundup, you can see what went down in March over here.

Above Photo: She brought her boyfriend (Walrus) beside her to get some sun

#Liz Heather #this is liz heather #Best of NYC #Best restaurant nyc #monthly post #monthly roundup #nyc #new york city #nyc recommendations #nyc spots #nyc spring #nyc spring 2023 #nyc things to do #baby dog

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What Drives Indian Students to Explore Off-Beat Courses Study Abroad

A Life Beyond Medicine & Engineering:

There were times in India where, along with several other things, the profession of kids would get decided at the time of birth! And among professions, medical and engineering were the only ones that seemed worthy of attention and pursuit. In fact, it was a double honour to study abroad as an engineer or doctor. Commerce and Arts were subjects for the also-rans.

But that has changed to a great extent as the experts at Career2Life, an overseas education consultant in Delhi, have observed. It was the millennials who started thinking differently. Gen Z began speaking differently. Today, Gen Z has the courage to act differently as well! Long gone are the days when medicine, engineering, law, business management or technology were probably the only subjects to study abroad for Indian students. Now students travel abroad to study for careers in Oceanography, Banking, Artificial Intelligence, Analytics, Virtual Reality, Styling, Fashion and Moviemaking. But what is the reason for this paradigm shift?

Rise Of Gen Z:

Indian people born between 1996 and 2010 — Gen Z — are truly digital natives. Having been exposed to the internet, the social networks and mobile telephony throughout, they are hyper-cognitive and they cross-reference multiple information sources while integrating offline and virtual experiences. They hate labels and value individual expression. They are keen to improve the world and are highly analytical and pragmatic. To do that, they are ready to take Robert Frost’s ‘road less travelled’.

Is it any surprise that they rebel and move away from ‘established’ education and career choices? ‘Off-beat’ is something they love — in their music, their food choices, their vacation plans, their relationships and, yes, their education and careers as well. So, to study abroad for Indian students means greater opportunity for adventure and exploration because advanced countries are more amenable to such a mentality.

Passion Over Preservation:

Indian students have increasingly begun to give priority to passion and look for combining it with their careers. Passion in the Indian students has also seen in the rise of entrepreneurism. As of June 2022, India has birthed 103 unicorns with a combined valuation exceeding USD 335 Billion! Indian students no longer want to be followers. They want to lead and the best step to put forward is passion.

Having gone through such entrepreneurial cycles in the past, many western nations are better set to guide and mould these journeys. As study abroad consultants, we have seen that the variety and quality of programs offered by foreign universities and their teaching methodologies are attractive. Off-beat careers also have greater acceptance in foreign lands. So, it is no surprise that Indian students choose to study abroad.

Rise Of Machines:

The Industrial Revolution saw machines take over almost all physical jobs from people and animals. The Technology Revolution at the turn of the millennium has taken over many mental jobs too. Today, a top lawyer does not need an army of legal assistants to go through past cases; a single computer suffices! There are apps today that almost replace a doctor in many cases. Honestly speaking, many traditional careers have shrunken or are dead.

In this scenario, students have to pick ‘off-beat’ courses that a machine cannot replicate or out-do. This can be seen in the exponentially rising percentage of careers in the entertainment industry because machines cannot compose music or play soccer — not yet at least. The customer too is ready to pay more for these personalized products and services over the machine-made standardized ones. Here too, the customer in foreign countries is more demanding of personalized products/services. Another reason why Indians choose to study abroad.

Don’t Hold Back:

This is a wonderful time to be a student in the world. Daring to be different is appreciated and there actually is a relevant course in some foreign university waiting to be discovered by you, to nurture you! Don’t allow your reservations and inhibitions of travelling abroad come in the way of your dreams. As Study Abroad consultants in Delhi, let us assure you that it is not as difficult as it seems. Get in touch with us and get, set go!

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