#lions choice restaurants

[themenuland1]

Lion’s Choice Menu – Slow-Roasted Beef Delights and More!

Lion’s Choice is a fast-food restaurant chain that specializes in serving high-quality, slow-roasted beef sandwiches and other delicious menu items

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[purplesuitcowboy]

this is so long, my god but i love a sexy maid moment.

tw: rape (under negotiated kink and consent with coercion)

This job had not been Brittney's first choice. She'd been working at the restaurant one night when a man far to wealthy to be eating at an establishment as shitty as the place she worked had gotten her attention and slipped her his card. He'd told her that if she was ever interested in expanding her work opportunities and entering into a lucrative new field, she should give the number a call. At the time, she'd brushed off his proposition, thinking him a creep, but she never threw out his card. Of course, she'd gotten fired a week later for tardiness and after weeks of fruitless job hunting, she had re-evaluated his offer. Maybe, it wouldn't be that bad? He was pretty posh so she didn't imagine they have her doing hard labor outside or anything.

She checked her bank account and the minuscule balance helped her steel her nerves. She didn't have enough money to pay her rent this month. The leasing agency had been lenient with her thus far but she knew that eventually their patience with her late or missing or incomplete payments would wear out and she'd be out on the street. She'd called and found out that the number was for an agency that matched attractive young women with wealthy clients who needed extra assistance performing common household tasks. She'd asked the agent for more information but hadn't been able to get more out of them then vague statements about client confidentially.

She'd agreed and gone through the strangest application process she'd ever experienced. She'd never been asked to submit her measurements to a job before. She thought that maybe they just had specific uniform standards but she never received anything. The only pro about the whole thing, other then the pay check, was that it didn't take them long to match her with a client. She was sent an address, date, and time to arrive, and was told not to be late under any circumstances unless she wanted to be terminated immediately. This seemed like a lot for a job cleaning houses but she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

That's how she'd managed to find herself in the swankiest building she'd ever been in on an elevator headed to the penthouse. The doors opened to a small hallway that lead to an ornate door with a gold door knocker in the shape of a lion. She knocked once and stood there in front of the door. Just how rich were these fucking people? She heard a series of locks being released and then the door opened, revealing a older man with salt and pepper hair, and strong jaw. He was obviously in great shape for his age, and she struggled to find the right place to look at him so she wasn't just shamelessly ogling her employer. He had a stern look about him and Brittney was happy that she wasn't late. She did not want to what he looked like when he was angry.

"Oh, uh. Hello, sir. I'm-", she started speaking quickly, trying to introduce herself but he cut her off.

"I know exactly who you are Brittney. Please come inside," he turned on his heel and briskly walked into the spacious apartment, not bothering to check and see if she was following behind him.

She squeaked in surprise and followed quickly behind him. The door immediately shut behind her and she heard a series of clicks as all of the locks fell back into place. It was the nicest apartment Brittney had ever seen. Everything was clean and white with the kind of modern minimalist furniture that only rich people liked. The best thing about the apartment was the windows. It had the best view of the city, that seemed to sprawl out like an ocean beneath them.

"We have much to discuss so why don't you get changed into your uniform and then we'll talk."

"Oh, I don't have a uniform. I thought the company was going to provide something but nothing ever came," she told him apologetically.

"I'd certainly hope not. We have a uniform for you here. It's in the other room there. It's based on your measurements so provided you did not lie, it should fit just fine."

Brittney looked at him baffled. She waited for him to provide more of an explanation but he did not so she walked into room to get changed. It was guest bedroom with an attached bathroom. Laid out on the bed was what looked like a slutty maid costume which was odd. She wandered around the room, looking for her uniform. Upon finding nothing, she poked her head out of the bedroom door.

"Excuse me, sir. I don't see my uniform," she told him.

"It should be on the bed," he told her, which would mean that the skimpy maid costume was her uniform.

"Oh, I'm sorry I can't wear that."

He looked at her for a moment with an expression on his face that seemed to communicate that he thought was was very stupid.

"Tell me, Brittney. Did you happen to read the contract before you signed it?"

Her face redden. She had looked at it but not very carefully. It just looked like a normal contract to her so she'd signed it without much thought.

"I see," he replied, voice cold." In the future, I would suggest you read contacts before you sign them and certainly before you show up at a clients house for a job. If you'd read it, you'd understand that employed in this capacity I own you - all of you. If you wish not to continue, please tell me now so I can send you on your way and we can stop wasting my time."

Her eyes widened as the reality of what she'd signed up for dawned on her. She'd figured that the job was weird but she didn't realize that it was going to be this. He was giving her an opportunity to leave and she should take it but she knew that if she did she could kiss her check good-bye.

"My apologies, sir. Please forgive me. I'll get changed right away."

She ducked back into the bedroom, closing the door gently behind her. She changed out of her clothes and into the skimpy costume. She'd original thought that it was one piece but it was actually three. It also came with a matching choker, tights, and high heels, as well as a little metal thing shaped like a tear drop with a heart shaped jewel on the end but Brittney couldn't figure what that was suppose to be for.

The top was something like a triangle bikini top with a matching shrug that only covered her shoulders. The triangles of the bikini top covered her nipples, which had come to points in the cool air and were visible under the thin fabric of the top, but little else. The skirt, which had a white apron sewed onto it, was equally immodest. It hugged her hips well but barely covered her shaved pussy. She'd looked around for underwear but found none. Brittney tried to pull her tiny skirt down to cover a bit more of her ass but it was in vain. She hoped that he wasn't going to have her picking anything up because she'd be completely exposed. With the addition of the accessories and shoes, she was (barely) dressed in her uniform. She walked back into the main room of the apartment where her client was waiting for her, holding the small metal object in her hand.

"I'm dressed, sir," she told. "I'm sorry. I don't know what to do with this though."

He walked around her in a circle, looking over her body appreciatively.

"It fits you well," he told her, taking the item from her hand. "Don't worry. I'll help you. Now, I am going to tell you about this job and you are going to listen. Today is going to be unlike your other days here. Consider it an introduction to the job."

He slide the item in his pocket and with his hand free, he grabbed Brittney by the waist and pulled her towards him. She stumbled forward, landing with her hands on his broad chest. He cupped her ass with his big hands, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Brittney gasped, at the sensation of his hands on her. This was bad. He was her boss, he shouldn't be touching her like this and she shouldn't be enjoying it. Despite her reluctance, she said nothing, afraid of pissing him off and losing her job.

"As I previously mentioned, while you work in this capacity, I own you and I mean this very literally," he told her, as he turned her so that her ass was pressed tightly against his thick cock. He ran his hands up and down her lithe body, groping her full tits and upper thighs.

"You are going to do what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it, and who I tell you to do it with," he continued. With one hand, he freed her tits from the confines of her tiny top, teasing her sensitive nipples with his fingers, and the other, he sneaks between her legs to rub at her little pussy. He runs two thick fingers against her slit, coating them in her juices, and then plunging two of them inside of her. Brittney moans in response, hips bucking to take in more of his thick fingers.

"You will not talk back, and you will not make me repeat myself. Do I make myself clear?" When she doesn't respond quickly enough, he pulls his fingers out of her cunt and roughly spanks her pussy, earning a yelp of surprise from Brittney.

"Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes," she replied, but she quickly learned that this was not the response that he was looking for as he delivered another series of slaps to her pussy.

"Not quite, try again," he told her, his hand hovering over her wet cunt ready to deliver another series of slaps if she fucked up.

"Yes, sir."

"Good, girl," he tells her and she shudder's at the praise. "Now, I am a firm master but I am not unfair. It is expected that you will make mistakes but you will be guided and corrected as needed."

He slips his fingers back into her waiting cunt, scissoring them to stretch out her hole and then adding a third finger, pumping them in and out roughly. While he fucked her with his fingers, he used his thumb to rub her tender clit until her legs began to tremble. He lets her get close to the edge but denies her, over and over again. To Brittney, it feels like her pleasure stretches into eternity. She has no conception of how long they have been standing here in his living room with his devilish fingers playing with her pussy. Letting go of her tit, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the object from before.

"This, my dear, is a butt plug and it is apart of your uniform. I expect you wear it whenever you are working in this capacity. I'm sure this seems daunting now but I'm sure you'll grow to love it."

He pulls his fingers out of her cunt and pushes the plug inside, coating it in her juices. Brittney whimpers at the sensation but offers up no resistance. Slowly, he fucks her with the plug until she's close to cumming but slips it out before she can. He carefully pushes the plug against the tight ring of her anus and watches with satisfaction as it stretches around the toy. Brittney groans as her ass is slowly stretched and filled by the unfamiliar object. With the body of the plug snugly in her ass, the only thing that can be seen is the twinkling heart shaped jewel between her ass cheeks.

"That's a good girl. I think, you've earned an orgasm."

With her ass filled by the plug, his thick fingers in her pussy and against her clit felt even more intense. She came with a scream, as her legs buckled and she sagged against her employer's broad chest. She'd never cum that hard before. She felt like she'd been shot into space.

"Now that you've cum, I think it's time that you show your appreciation, huh?" he told her, as he pushed her to her knees and pulled out his hard cock.

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[raincode-archives]

Character Birthdays and Zodiac Signs

Including Guillaume's Lucky Fortune Telling! Loading Screen Trivia

ARIES (March 21 - April 20) "Guillaume's Lucky Item of the Day! For all the Aries out there, big trouble if you don't carry around a used disposable camera exposed to light!"

Pucci Lavmin - March 25 Vivia Twilight - April 4 Nun - April 9 Aiko - April 15 Icardi - April 15

TAURUS (April 21 - May 20)

"Guillaume's Lucky Spot of the Day! For all the Tauruses out there, if you don't repent on the roof of an abandoned building, you'll die!"

Jiei Colan - April 27 Servan - May 4 Iruka - May 4

GEMINI (May 21 - June 20) "Guillaume's Lucky Place of the Day! For all the Geminis out there, a trip into an alternate dimension will bring you that much closer to achieving your goals!"

Yakou Furio - May 21 Yuma Kokohead - May 22 Martina Electro - June 1 Worshipper - June 5 Seth Burroughs - June 6 Fubuki Clockford - June 10 Zange Eraser - June 14

CANCER (June 21 - July 22) "Guillaume's Lucky Life of the Day! For all the Cancers out there, just give up! Better luck next life!"

Margulaw - June 22 Desuhiko Thunderbolt - July 8 Servant - July 12

LEO (July 23 - August 22)

"Guillaume's Lucky Goods of the Day! For all the Leos out there, wearing some lion fur might be the key to avoiding a tragic fate!"

Dr. Huesca - July 28 Waruna - August 7 Guillaume Hall - August 8

VIRGO (August 23 - September 22) "Guillaume's Lucky Jewel of the Day! For all the Virgos out there, get your hands on a cursed diamond! Deal with the curse yourself!"

Boy/Kei Colan - August 24 Hitman/Fake Zilch - August 25

LIBRA (September 23 - October 22) "Guillaume's Lucky Scale of the Day! For all the Libras out there, carry one hundred 100-gram weights around for potential bliss!"

Melami Goldmine - September 28 Halara Nightmare - October 1 Zilch Alexander - October 4 Yomi Hellsmile - October 11

SCORPIO (October 23 - November 22) "Guillaume's Lucky Hero of the Day! For all the Scorpios out there, watch your head! Get trampled and become a star!"

Kurane - November 6 Number One - November 11 Karen - November 12

Sagittarius (November 23 - December 21) "Guillaume's Lucky Gourmet of the Day! For all the Sagittariuses out there, sea turtle soup is the chef's choice! Get to a restaurant and slurp some up later!"

Kurumi Wendy - November 30 Aphex Logan - December 21

CAPRICORN (December 22 - January 19) "Guillaume's Lucky Weather of the Day! For all the Capricorns out there, you'll have better luck when the weather clears up! But Kanai Ward is rainy all the time!"

Makoto Kagutsuchi - January 6

AQUARIUS (January 20 - February 19) "Guillaume's Lucky Jar of the Day! For all the Aquariuses out there, buy this jar for good luck! It's a steal at five million shien, for a limited time only!"

Shachi - February 6 Swank Catsonell - February 9

PISCES (February 20 - March 20) "Guillaume's Lucky Fight of the Day! For all the Pisces out there, pick a fight with a shop owner, then jump into the sea! A lovely encounter awaits!"

Priest - February 22 Dominic Fulltank - March 4 Yoshiko - March 18

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[kitkatopinions]

I really think it's funny when people try to use 'it's popular actually' as a defense against people saying the writing in RWBY is bad. Like "people say that RWBY is bad, but it's actually really popular, it even sells outside of the states!"

Assuming that RWBY is popular outside of the USA (which I'm not sure of,) and assuming that RWBY is even that popular in the USA (which I'm really not sure of,) it does not mean anything.

Do you know what was popular?

Twilight

The Hobbit Movies

BBC's Sherlock

The third Thor movie

Harry Potter

Why are we pretending that popularity equals quality, again? Like, the live action lion king made tons of money in the box office, but that doesn't make it any less valid to complain about the lack of emotion on those CGI lion faces. The Minions are wildly popular and I still wish I could go back in time and stop them from existing like I'm Lewis from Meet the Robinsons and they're Doris the helping hat. Most Sonic the Hedgehog games are at least relatively successful, but I'll still complain about the writing choices in Sonic Forces.

Saying "People say RWBY is bad but it's actually popular" is like saying "People say McDonalds food isn't that good but there are a lot of McDonalds restaurants." Saying "people say RWBY is bad but it's actually popular" is like saying "people say gaming consoles aren't made to last anymore, but lots of people buy gaming consoles." Whether or not something is popular is entirely irrelevant to the quality of the thing. And RWBY isn't like, half as popular as some people like to imagine. People are out here acting like it's Star Trek, or the MCU, or My Little Pony. It's hardly a sweeping phenomenon, or something that's going to change a genre, or something that the average person on the street will have likely at least heard about. I've never met a single person who hasn't heard about Lord of the Rings, but yet I've only met like two non-relatives who have ever even heard of RWBY. But again, even if RWBY was super big and popular and people everywhere knew it...

#rwde

[empressofmankind]

The Show Must Go On - Pt. 1

Buggy x F!OC

Waitering at Baratie is not a bad life, but that doesn't mean life couldn't be better. That life didn't use to be better.

It's Wednesday evening, and that means entertainment is on the menu for the restaurant's late night diners. She enjoys doing so, truly, but her mood has been spiraling and she's not feeling it today. (Un)fortunately, she is not the only entertainer in the room. And the show must go on.

Tags: Fluffy like black cotton candy. Pre-amble to a whole lotta will-they-wont-they. No smut (yet) :(

Word count: 4.7k

{PART II}

A/N: For those of you new here, coming in from the OPLA tags: I enjoy writing character driven stories - thus the OC and not a Reader-insert. I am the type of author that gleefully goes through their baggage and holds a yard sale. And Buggy has a lot of baggage.

PS. I know it's no longer the 90s, and this isn't geocities, but please listen 'Party at Baratie' with Buggy's entrance. I promise, it won't disappoint.

Baratie wasn’t full yet, but it would be by the time the clock struck ten. It always was on Wednesday nights. Shivs cleared the table as the couple rose to shrug on their coats and leave. They were regulars, a fisherman and his wife who liked their baked cod with a generous helping of Zeff’s home ground mustard. More often than not, they brought the fish for their dish. She liked them. They were nice people, quiet people. Baratie’s late night diners tended not to be.

“Ah, a free table.”

Shivs didn’t like the tone of his voice, and never had. “And you are?” she said as she turned around. Even though she knew perfectly well.

“Captain Nezumi of the 16th Branch,” the marine standing behind her said with a huff that made his mouse-like whiskers twitch.

Tall, slim and pointy-faced, he always reminded her distinctly of that rodent. Where’s a cat when you need one, she thought. Shivs crooked an eyebrow, slow and deliberate. “Who?”

“I don’t have to ask who you are,” he hissed, whiskers trilling. “Goji berry red hair, missing eye: short-straw Shivs. A pirate.”

“A waiter.” Shivs wiped down the table. “Reservations go through Xavier.” She raised her hand to alert the maître d’ at the top of the stairs.

“Illegal seaters,” she said as the timid fishman approached them.

“Well, have I never!” she heard Nezumi sputter as she left. Making her way to another table in need of clearing, she was stopped by other regulars — louder regulars. Toby and his crew. Four in all, they were about her own age. She looked at the hand on her elbow, old bruises around the knuckles.

“What is it?” she said as she turned to them and shook it.

“Will there be a show tonight?” Toby grinned, showing off a silver canine through black bangs.

“No, I don’t think so. Can I get you boys anything?”

“It’s Wednesday!” Toby spread his hands in mock disbelief. “There cannot not be a show! We put in real effort to stay sober this long.” The way his grin was lopsided suggested otherwise.

“Tough luck,” Shivs said as she stacked their pint glasses.

A hand around her wrist, the one steadying the glassware. She followed it up his arm and to his face. He’d plastered a preposterous pout on it. “I don’t need luck.”

She considered tugging her wrist, letting him smash the glasses as he pulled her back. And stabbing him in the face with one. “Does that grimace ever work for you?”

Sanji appeared at her side, a tray on his fingertips. “Leave madam alone or I’ll have you lot banned permanently this time.”

Making the smart choice, Toby let go.

“Your drinks, gentlemen,” Sanji said as he took pints from his tray and put them in front of the four pirates. Shivs left while they were distracted. There was not going to be a show tonight, she decided. Fuck them.

At the sudden shouting, followed by a deafening roar and a cackle, Shivs abruptly turned to look behind her. Yet the commotion was up the steps and near the restaurant entrance, where Xavier attempted to calm the motley crowd roused before him. Which included a lion. A large lion with a lilac coat and mane, and red face paint daubed on his snout. Customers seated below had risen to look, too. A woman screamed when the lion roared once more, the sound reverberating through the wooden beams of Baratie’s hull.

“Animals are not allowed inside, good sirs.” Xavier’s nervous voice rose only just above the ruckus.

“Animal? Richie is no mere animal —.”

Shivs squinted, her jaw jutting a little forward. Is that a clown?

“—he is a founding member of my troupe!”

“Richie?” Xavier’s voice pitched as he leafed through his register book. “Oh, ah, he’s on the list. I see. That makes, um, how many?”

“Thirteen.”

“Why yes, of course.” Xavier pushed his glasses up his nose and closed his book. He turned towards the dining room at the bottom of the stairs and caught Shivs’ gaze, motioning her towards the long table in front of the hall’s modest stage.

Taking the hint, Shiv shook out her cloth and went to it.

Xavier coughed for attention, and the few diners that hadn’t been staring up yet turned to do so now. “Captain Buggy,” he announced with sober dignity. “And, hrm. Crew.”

“No. No-no-nono. That is no good!” The blue-haired captain shooed Xavier out of his spot. In red stripes, baggy pants and schmink, he did look like a clown. One that had slept the past week in the bilge. Shivs wondered if he’d reek.

“Spotlight!” He said with a wave of his gloved hand. Benji, the techie that worked the stage lights and curtains during shows, obliged with a nice bright beam, sparkling off the captain’s wide grin. Where the jaunty music came from, Shivs had no idea.

“I am Buggy,” he announced, and it animated his whole face. “Buggy, the Star Clown. Buggy, the Flashy Fool. Buggy, the—.”

“Pirate.”

The music scratched to a stop as Buggy turned on his boot heel to the speaker. It was Nezumi, standing prim with his unit beside the table he’d been denied.

“And your name is?” Buggy pulled a grimace as if he’d found three-day-old cotton candy stuck to his glove. Then it became a grin again, though this time it didn’t reach his eyes. “Nooo, let me guess: Captain Obvious?”

Shivs snorted as a woman in a glittery leotard held up a sign that read ‘laugh’ in gaudy calligraphy, and the diners did.

“My sincere apologies, captain Nezumi,” Xavier said as he ushered the marines away. “But you have no reservation and I must therefore ask you to leave.”

“Toodles!” Buggy said with a little wave.

The spotlight trailed after the marines slinking away, but Buggy snapped his fingers and it promptly returned to him.

“Now, where was I?” He straightened to his full height and adjusted his hat. “Ah yes, I am Buggy!” The music restarted as he flicked out his coat tails behind him and sashayed down the steps, his timing to the tune and his own words impeccable. “Buggy, the Star Clown. Buggy, the Flashy Fool. Buggy, the Genius Jester!” He spread his arms wide as his grin. “Has come to your magnificent establishment with his fabulously flashy troupe!”

Acrobats spilled from behind him, flanking his descent with handstands down the steps and sliding along the curving railings. There was a fire-breather too, causing many ohs and ahs. And the lion, of course, roaring once more.

Shivs gave the table a quick wipe down as they came towards her, spotlight and lion and wide smiles and all. Buggy paused beside her, head cocked, bicorne comically askew.

“What?” she said.

He pouted and pointed at the table. “Missed a spot, candy cane.”

She realised her mistake the moment she leaned forward to look, but he’d already flicked her nose with a cackle. At least the laughter around her sounded forced.

She was going to say something about polishing someone’s overly large nose but didn’t. Up close, she wasn’t so sure it wasn’t real. And she’d glimpsed half a dozen stilettos lining the inside of that tacky fur coat when he bend towards her. No one carried that many unless they knew how to throw them.

Instead, she pulled out the chair at the head of the table for him, and he seemed properly surprised for a moment.

“Such service,” he said as he crossed his long legs and sat down, his grin broad and toothy. She moved her gaze up and narrowly avoided it lingering on his nose. His eyes were as blue as clear ocean skies and framed by impressively long lashes for a man. They batted up at her and that did something. She wondered if the red lipstick covering half his face would smear even further if she kissed him. Wondered if Zeff might actually fire her for it. She had a suspicion this was the ‘special guest’ the old cook had alluded to.

He certainly looked special.

The lion’s grumbled roar drew both their attention.

“There are only twelve seats,” Buggy observed with a note of displeasure.

Xavier all but appeared at his elbow out of nowhere. “Apologies, truly. Perhaps, a divan for the noble beast?”

Buggy glanced at Richie, who sat down with a plop like an overly large dog. He motioned between his own and the seat of a man in a poorly done bear costume. Or was that meant to be a lion also?

“Put it here,” he said, then turned to Shivs, an edge of teeth peeking through his red smile. “Honey cake, the menu?”

“I’ll fetch the chef,” she said. “Would you like something to wet your tongue, in the mean time?”

“North Blue gin?”

She’d somehow expected him to order a cocktail. “Not something sweet?”

His grin managed to split wider yet as his blue eyes flicked down and up. “Are you ‘something sweet’?”

“No.”

He winked and clicked his tongue for emphasis. “Then no.”

“A’right,” Shivs said and made her way back to the galley at the rear of the restaurant. She spotted Zeff by the stove, tasting a creamy-looking soup.

“Needs more oregano,” the old chef muttered under his breath.

“A whole damn circus just arrived,” she said as she walked up to him.

“Ah, good, I was expecting him.” Zeff put the soup ladle down and he turned to her. “Pirate captain. His name is Buggy—.”

“—the clown,” Shivs finished with a chortle. “The face paint gave the surprise away. You know him?”

“We met, briefly. Long time ago,” he brushed her question aside as he wiped his hands on a dishcloth.

“Haven’t seen his mug on paper?” she said. Though that in and of itself wasn’t so strange. Zeff kept Baratie free of that sort of tacky wallpaper. Those who knew, knew. Those who didn’t, dined none the wiser. And she hadn’t left Baratie in… some time.

“It graces a few towns and forts, I imagine,” he said with a smile. “Though probably not as many as he’d like.”

Yes, that ego had been hard to miss. Shivs tilted her head. “How much is his bounty?”

“Twelve million, last print I saw? Probably gone up since then.”

“That’s not bad for the East Blue,” she said, actually surprised. He must have some tricks up his sleeves. It made her think of the knives. And those cheeky blue eyes batting up at her. “Xavier seated them at the oval table. Asked for the menu, told him I’d fetch the chef.”

“Is that so?” Zeff chuckled. “I best get to them then.”

“Zeff.”

The chef paused halfway moving past her.

“I am not performing,” Shivs said. “Not tonight.”

He turned back to her, a frown drawing his bushy eyebrows down. “You like doing it?”

She set her jaw. “If you want a show, ask the clown. I’m sure, if you ask plenty nicely, he’ll have his whole freakshow up on the tables in no time.”

Zeff gave her a fond look. “Our Wednesday guests come for you.”

“No doubt he has some in his troupe as well, if that’s what they want to see.”

“If you want to become better at it, you’ll have to practice.” Humour sparkled in the old pirate chef’s eyes. “Maybe you can get some professional critique, huh?”

From a clown? Her thoughts scoffed. Although, he did have all those knives. People weren’t always 'one act' wonders.

She pursed her lips. “Fine.”

“Atta girl.” He gave her shoulder a good squeeze and a little shake. “Can you start on the dishes until then?”

“Sure.”

By the time ten o’clock came around, Baratie was packed. It always was on Wednesday nights. Shivs had taken off the blouse she wore under her waiter’s vest. This way, she had better freedom of movement. She removed the scarf she wore around her throat and tied up her red hair in a bun. Then adjusted the diving knife in her left boot, concealing it from view.

Coming out of the employee’s toilet and left around the stage from the back, she saw Xavier already stood upon the planks limed in the light of Benji’s spotlight.

“Dear ladies, honoured gentlemen,” Xavier said with solemn dignity. The diners quieted as the lights in the hall dimmed and the spotlight brightened, setting a shimmer to the maître d’s well-manicured scales. “May I introduce to you—.”

“BoooOOOooo!”

Buggy, hands touted beside his mouth like a megaphone as he rose from his seat.

“Sir!” Xavier admonished at the blatant breach of proper etiquette.

The spotlight jumped to the clown, who stood in it like a flower turning towards the sun.

You really love yourself limed in stage lights, don’t you? Shivs thought, standing in the shadows off-stage.

“This is not a show,” Buggy said in a tone as if a great offence had been committed. He spread his arms wide. “This is a farce!”

Before anyone could stop him, he’d hopped on stage, the spotlight kissing his heels. He blatantly stepped in front of Xavier and turned to the diners.

“Grand folk! Welcome, welcome!” he proclaimed with animated gestures — he talked with his whole body. “Tonight, you will have the rare pleasure, the absolute singular privilege, of being the very first to witness Buggy’s Astoundingly Flashy Impromptu Diner Show!”

The lights did a little colour switching dance at his last words. Benji was having fun, at least.

The dinner guests applauded even before the woman held up her sign. Visibly delighted, Buggy turned to Shivs. “You need an introducing act, caramel popsicle.” He beckoned in the direction of his crew without breaking his gaze away. “Cabaji!”

A lanky young adult rose, followed by several fellows. Acrobats and jugglers, turned out. The diners liked it well enough, but the applause was notably less than before. Shivs frowned at the flicker of irritation flitting under the surface of Buggy’s expression the split second before his perpetual grin reasserted itself.

“Next, all the way from the deep, dark South Blue,” Buggy announced, his tone low and dangerous. “A true wild beast, a known man-eater!”

The audience gasped unprompted as the lion came onto the stage with a great roar, the man in the poorly made suit in its wake. Its handler, Shivs supposed.

An elderly lady at a front table, attired in a fabulously expensive appearing gown, waved her fan all but on the brink of fainting.

“Fear not, sweetest of candied apples,” Buggy said, leaning forward from the stage to take her hand and allow for a dramatic pause. He kissed the air just above her silken glove. “Fear not. For the monster is no more.” He rose, spreading his arms as he turned towards the lion while addressing the diners: “He is now Richie, the dancing lion!”

And, sure enough, at a prompt of his handler, the lion rose on its hind legs and danced. It stepped from one paw unto the other, side step here, side step there, turning in a circle and pawing with a front leg punctuated by a much sweeter roar.

The applause was genuine and excellent as the lion sat down with a plop and yawned.

“And now~,” Buggy started.

“FuCk oFF!”

Toby, from somewhere in the rear. Shivs saw Buggy’s hand twitch at his interruption and knew what that meant. Short fuse.

“I am here to see my girl!” Toby added, supported by the hoots of his friends.

Buggy glanced at her and she made a puking face that returned a grin to his. He beckoned her and as she climbed on stage; she resisted the urge to ask if his act was throwing knives, perhaps? But only just. She had about reached his side when Toby opened his mouth again.

“Nobody is here to see your ugly mug, you red-nosed freak!”

Buggy froze.

His crew shrank away.

And those were all the tells Shivs needed, really.

“What did you say…?” Buggy said as he turned slowly towards the audience, a wink of spotlight along concealed blades as his coat shifted with his movement.

“Captain Buggy!” His blue eyes snapped unto her and she held them. “It is time for my act now, isn’t it? It’s been such a wait, is it my turn finally?”

“It is!” he said and his grin split to show teeth again. “It is time!” Buggy spread his arms in sweeping gestures towards her. “For the one, and only, fabulously flashy~!”

He leaned towards her, his tone and mime overacted confusion. “I didn’t catch your name, popcorn pop?”

The audience laughed.

“Shivs,” Shivs said.

He made a comically stabby gesture, and she chuckled despite herself, and the audience with her. “Yes, just like those.”

“The Superbly Spectacular Shivs!” Buggy concluded with a sweeping arch of his arms. The spotlight jumped on her as gold foil poppers showered her in glimmering sparkles and the audience clapped.

He turned to her, his smile all tooth and wide as an oar. “What is your act?”

Not what you think, she thought at the sparkle of cheek in his blue eyes. Instead of an answer, Shivs lifted her left foot slowly, and drew the arm length diving knife from her boot. She flipped and caught it midair, holding it now by the hilt, the blade tip down. Stretching her arm, she lifted it above her head, never breaking their gaze until she had to.

Shivs stretched, straightened and tipped her head back, aligning her esophagus with her spine. She took a deep breath, then let it escape as she slid the blade down her throat. Unblinking, she held her breath and watched the hilt approach. When she felt the short crossguard rest on both corners of her mouth, she let go of the hilt and spread her hands.

Applause exploded from the audience as she turned a full circle, showing a bare neck all around.

She retrieved the blade with care and bowed.

Rising, Shivs glanced at Buggy and saw his eyes were positively gleaming. He clapped no less excitedly than the diners.

“Encore!” an elderly man called as he rose while vigorously clapping, and the call was taken up by the others.

“The audience wants more,” Buggy said, chuffed as if he’d done it himself.

“This is all I can do.”

“No no, that’s no good,” he said with a click of his tongue. “The show must go on.”

Buggy turned to the audience. “Do you want to see the Stunningly Flashy Shivs swallow another blade?” he asked, and the response was unfortunately deafening. “Or two?!”

“Are you insane?” she hissed, grabbing his sleeve.

Buggy turned to her, smiling wide as ever.

And out came the knives.

Four stilettos, similar in type if not in make, precisely. He held the hilts clenched between the fingers of one fist.

“Pick any two.”

This was a terrible idea. She hadn’t done double blades before. His knives were shorter and thinner than her own blade, sure. But multiple meant more insertion time, a longer breath.

Sword-swallowers fucked up only once.

She picked the two that seemed most similar, digging the hilts from between his fingers. She weighed them, one in each hand, gauging their balance.

Then held them up to the audience, eliciting a few encouraging cheers.

She flinched at the twin ‘thunk’ of Buggy throwing the remaining two into the stage’s floorboard. “No foldables here,” he assured the diners, who held onto his every word with baited breaths.

There were many people. Familiar, unfamiliar. Sitting, shifting, fidgeting. She turned to Buggy, training her gaze on him. No distractions. Easier to focus on one face than on a crowd. His expression was eager, his mouth a fraction open. She could see an edge of teeth, the tip of his tongue.

This better not be the image I am taking with me to the grave, she thought as she tilted her head and rolled her eyes at the ceiling. She flipped one stiletto, then the other, bringing the tips up above her head.

She closed her eyes.

Banished that look on his face.

Focus.

She steadied herself, breathing in time with her heartbeat. One deep breath. Two deep breaths. On the third, she blew out and let one stiletto slide down her throat.

4… 5… 6… So far, so good. No new trick, this. But now for the second one, and no deflation to aid the ease of passage.

9…10… She guided it along the blade of the first, counting her heartbeats since breathing out.

15…16…17… The slow heat of suffocation started its ascend from within her chest.

24…25… The second crossguard joined the first. Sweat beaded on her forehead. The applause came from miles away as she spread her trembling hands.

28…29…30… She turned on her heels for an eternity.

32…33…34… Her vision tunnelled as she grabbed their hilts. Her throat shifted, her tongue twitching backward.

And then they were out, and she drew in the breath of the drowning, great gulps of it as she blinked stars from her eyes.

They focussed on Buggy.

His eyebrows had drawn up into a pout, but cotton candy clouds drifted past his wide blue eyes. Her gaze dodged his nose and landed on his mouth. He was biting his bottom lip. Her eyes flicked down, but his baggy pants and sash revealed nothing, or hid everything.

She flipped the stilettos and held them hilt first out to him. “These are yours.”

He snapped out of it with a smile, taking them off her hands and bending down to fetch the ones sunk into the floorboards.

Shivs pursed her lips, watching his butt shift. It was only fair, that look on his face had been a whole lot of something. Stupid clown.

He farewelled the show with the same flourish and drama he’d initiated it. The spotlight dimmed, the curtains closed, and the audience applauded one final time.

“That was more than perfect cherry tootsie,” Buggy beamed as they walked off-stage.

“I regret everything,” Shivs said. A slow, pulsing headache whined at the back of her neck. Her throat was sore. She hoped she hadn’t nicked anything.

Buggy’s face fell faster than the curtains at her words. “You are a talent, a natural, unique,” he said, all hands and exaggerated encouragements as he spoke. “You will be great one day, the greatest! Famous! Performing on the Grand Line, in the New World!”

He was right in front of her now, all but nose to nose. “You are a class act. You are one of a kind. You are—.”

“—in pain.”

“Chocolate toffee you must rest,” he said in a tone people usually got before launching into a hug or some other type of physical reassurance. It never came. He just looked at her with a concerned pout and held his own hands.

She smiled weakly. “I’ll live.”

“You must,” he grinned, then produced a shimmering golden ticket from an inside pocket of his coat. He held it between two fingers and out to her. “You should join my crew.”

“I’ll think about it,” Shivs said as she took the card without really looking at it, and out of politeness more than anything. Short fuse.

She watched him leave with a spring in his step.

It was a long while before the last diners had left, and longer still until the gold confetti had been cleaned up. Shivs sat at the bar, broom leaned against the stool beside her. Baratie was presentable once more. There was a pile of dishes, but those could wait till tomorrow. The ticket Buggy had given her laid on the bar beside her glass of water. It was a gaudy, gold foil iteration of an old-timey circus entrance pass. The front was graced by a red-nosed Jolly Roger, and the back told her on which slip the ship was docked and when they’d leave. Big Top, slip 9. Tomorrow, at 07:00. She’d smiled at the name, wondering if it would look as ridiculous as its captain. Probably.

“Saw you talk,” Zeff said.

Shivs spooked out of her thoughts at his words, not having heard him approach. He stood beside her, drying the last of the pint glasses.

“Any good feedback?”

She pinned the ticket with her middle finger and slid it towards him across the bar. Zeff put the glass down, the dish cloth across his shoulder, and wiped his hands before picking it up.

“Asked you to join his crew?” he said as he read the ticket.

“Hah. Told me to join his crew, more like.”

Zeff handed it back to her. “Will you?”

Shivs wound the ticket around her finger, making the foil crinkle and crackle in the silence. She ran her tongue past her teeth.

“No.”

The short word sounded dry and definitive.

“No,” she repeated as she shook her head and let the ticket unfurl from her finger and fall onto the bar. “He’s weird and pushy.”

“He’s an odd one.” Zeff set the broom aside and sat on the barstool beside her. “Though all pirate captains are, this old cook included.” There was humour in his tone. “The sea gets peculiar with you, you know this.”

She bit the inside of her cheek. It’d been years since she had sailed. She’d thought it would have been different, that last time. That their bond would have mattered. She pulled a stray bang free and watched the red strands slip through her fingers. You pushed your will with smiles, but pushed it all the same.

Zeff gave her a gentle nudge. “He asked you to join his crew, not to marry him.”

Privately, she wasn’t so sure all of them understood the distinction. She did miss the ocean. Baratie was ever at sea, but it was not the same. She realised, she’d held out hope he’d come back. Even though he had told her — 'I am not coming back.'

It made her angry. Angry with him, for leaving. Angry with herself, for. For what? Defaulting to existing instead of living?

Zeff observed her in silence.

“I like my life,” she said. “Here, with you and Sanji. The restaurant, our guests. It’s nice.” And it was, and she refused to be ungrateful. To just… leave.

“Your dream is not becoming a cook,” Zeff said as he tried to catch her gaze. “You’re young yet. You enjoyed being a pirate.”

Shivs looked at the ticket, wrinkled but shining no less for it.

“What is your dream?” he asked gently.

To not be miserable, she thought, then shrugged, half-heartedly. “Swallow the biggest sword on the Grand Line, I guess.”

That drew a chuckle from the old cook. “You are still a pirate, and you want to become the best sword-swallower across the Blue.” His gaze flicked from her to the ticket and back. “Sounds to me, this is the crew to be.”

12 million, she thought. It was not nothing, but. “I don’t want to tie myself to an anchor thrown into the East Blue.”

“You know, I once met a captain along the Grand Line while searching for the All Blue.” Amusement tugged at the corner of Zeff's lips. “Decent fellow, solid crew. Though I distinctly remember being mouthed off by someone with a red nose.”

Shivs cocked her head. “He’s sailed the Grand Line? Under whom?”

“A good captain. Went before his time, really.” Zeff’s face clouded with sorrow. “Famous now only for his last words and lost treasure.”

Shivs speared the ticket with a finger. “That’s a former Roger pirate?” Impossible. “He can’t be that old.” He was maybe a few years older than her, tops. “He’d have been—.”

Zeff smiled. “—half as tall as he is now.”

Shivs sat back, crossing her arms. Thinking.

“Why would he leave the Grand Line?”

Now it was Zeff who shrugged. “Ask him?”

“That’ll go over well, I am sure,” Shivs huffed, amused despite herself. Hi, why did you tail it out of the Grand Line? Oh, it was embarrassing? Oops. No, not bloody likely that she’d ask.

Zeff observed her for a moment, then said: “Will you be skipping breakfast, tomorrow?”

Shivs glanced at the ticket. The ship, the slip, the time. She smoothed the creases out of the jolly Roger, running a finger right across its big red nose.

“I’ll think about it.”

Zeff patted her shoulder and rose. “You do that, girl.”

Shivs watched him leave, listened to the tap of his peg-leg receding. Then rose, crumpled the ticket and threw it on the ground.

Tag list: @gingernut1314 @gabegade

Stupid clown.

{PART II}

#buggy live action #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #buggy x oc #opla fanfiction #one piece fanfiction #one piece live action #captain buggy #OPLA #opla buggy #Buggy pirates #the show must go on #buggy thoughts #imperial fiction #imperial shenanigans

[shootertron-stuff]

Survivors of Rogal Dorn's and the surviving loyalist Primarchs' genocides living in the Eye of Terror happily abusing and defacing effigies of the behated Great Evil.

(Tbh most of those people didn't have a choice in which faction they supported during the Imperial Civil War because they were slaves or living under authoritarian regimes, but they all got punished the same because "they were all contributing to the war effort in some way" - whether it was as farmers, manufactorum workers, supply ship crew...)

Children smacking a paper mache Roboute Guilliman pinata that only vaguely looks like him until candy falls out.

Street vendor offering raw dough shaped like Rogal Dorn. Customers pay to lower Dorn into a vat of hot oil.

Members of a farming community tossing rotten apples at a burlap Lion El'Johnson, trying to knock him into a pool of water.

Garment workers strapping Corvus Corax to a bundle of fireworks in the middle of the workers' dormitory plaza and sending him flying.

Poured plaster Jaghatai Khan crash test dummy placed into a junker car and propelled into a concrete wall with rockets. He is quickly reduced to powder.

Leman Russ effigy being filled with meat jerky and thrown to a pack of dogs.

Kebab restaurant serving up ground meat shaped into the figure of a man on a stick. Supposedly Vulkan. The effigy is very spicy.

If destroying an effigy isn't enough, on major holidays you can get paper flags with the emblems of different Imperial factions to set on fire.

#warhammer 40k

[foxes-that-run]

Haylor dates by month

Timelines: 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 and 2024.

January

1- 2013 - Arrive in Virgin Islands

1- 2014 - Say don't go written

1- 2016 - Yacghtgate, OOTW Video

1- 2021 - Treat people with kindness Music Video

1- 2024 - 17 HS leaks, Guess I'm Alright, One and Only

3 - 2013 - Taylors hair pinned up in a Virgin Islands Restaurant

4 - 2013 - Blue dress on a boat

5 - 2017 - Lately Leak recorded

6 - 2015 - Taylor Clear Blue water post, possible break up

6 - 2016 - Harry Rain on window post

6 - 2024 - HS Lately Leaked

9 - 2021 - Treat People with Kindness single released

11 - 2018 - End Game Released

11 - 2021 - No Body No Crime released

13 - 2017 - DWOHT written

13 - 2018 - Fine Line written these 2 weeks

15 - 2013 - 1D trip to Ghana

15 - 2015 - Seen together at Lily Aldridge's birthday, Serendipity

15 - 2024 - Too Much Sauce leaks

17 - 2015 - Taylor posts Temper Trap Lyrics on stove

18 - 2016 - Out of the Woods released as single

18 - 2021 - Coney Island released as Single

19- 2014 - Harry Silver Spoon and Bible tattoo, Things I can't covered.

20 - 2015 - Taylor Hawaii with Haim Sisters

21 - 2012 - Taylor 'Holidays' in London, 1D UK dates

21 - 2014 - I know places written.

22 - 2013 - Harry's Butterfly and Handshake Tattoos

23 - 2016 - New Romantics released as Single

25 - 2011 - One Directions first trip to Los Angeles

26 - 2013 - both at NRG awards, Cannes Sunset situation.

26 - 2023 - Little Freak added to LOT Tour set

27 -2012 - 1D and Taylor fly from London to LA separately

27 - 2020 - The Man

27 - 2023 - Satellite MV concert filmed, Lavender Haze MV

29 - 2023 - Medicine played LOT first time since 2018

31 - 2020 - Miss Americana Released

February

1 - 2012 - One direction and Taylor seen in LA, neither seen for a week after.

1 - 2013 - Harry messy £5k tab party, Taylor in London not there.

1 - 2015 - Harry's 21st Birthday, Taylor in Nashville

1 - 2016 - Harry's feeling 22 tweet

1- 2017 - Taylor posted IDWLF lipsync and Rose ring maybe seen

9 - 2014 - Clean written

9 - 2015 - Style released

13 - 2015 - Style Music Video

14 - 2014 - Taylor posted "there's nothing like real love"

14 - 2015 - Two Ghosts written this week

14- 2020 - Harry - Radio 2 Two Ghosts, first since 2018

14 - 2023 - Lover Live in Paris Vinyl re-release

15- 2015 - Shake it off written

19 - 2015 - Style written

20 - 2016 - Harry in Studio, maybe Sweet Creature recorded

23 - 2016 - New Romantics released

24 - 2015 - Harry's anatomical heart tattoo first seen

27 - 2015 - Overgrown winding wheel

27 - 2020 - The Man Released

28 - 2016 - Taylor at Vanity Fair Oscar party, Harry tweets shake apple off tree and posted colour photo of Scrabble board to IG.

28 - 2020 - Falling Music Video

March

2- 2020 - Harry's last pre pandemic show at Bowery Ballroom

7 - 2020 - Falling Single

12 - 2012- 22

12 - 2018 - Delicate

17 - 2011 - Taylor Speak Now in Paris played Soul Sister Mashup HS MIA break

17 - 2012 - TS Eyes Open surprise song

17 - 2023 - TS Eyes Open, safe n sound, if this was a movie re-record and To all the girls you loved before

27 - 2010 Harry auditions for xfactor

31 - 2012 - First Seen together at Kids Choice Awards

31 - 2023 - Taylor replaced Invisible String with The One Eras

April

1- 2022 - As it Was

7 - 2017 - Sign of the Times

12 - 2023 - Taylor wears Gucci Lion Ring Electric Lady

13 - 2017 - Taylor releases September cover with 28th lyric change and Delicate vertical video

13 - 2023 - Treacherous surprise Song

17 - 2022 - Harry debuts Boyfriends Coachella and has Shiana Twain on stage

19 - 2022 - Joe pound coins quote, drake post

19 - 2023 - great unfollowing

19 - 2024 - TTPD

20 - 2022 - Trouble, hunger, Already home leak

21 - 2012 - H kisses girl in NZ

21 - 2017 - H on Graham Norton, wrote Spanish girl backstage.

22- 2016 - Not the ribbons in your hair' tweet

22 - 2021 - H Gucci Beloved campaign

22 - 2022 - H Cochella To BFs everywhere FU

22 - 2023 - Long Pond Limited Edition Vinyl

23- 2012 - Taylor Screaming Infidelities post (Re:H kiss in NZ)

23 - 2013 - Harry arrives in LA, MIA

23- 2018 - Taylor has Robbie Williams on Rep and plays Angel

23- 2019 - Taylor Time 100 - setlist Style, Delicate, NYD.

23- 2022 - Taylor The Lakes 7-inch ltd Ed.

23 - 2023 - Begin Again surprise Song

23 - 2023 - Harry invites Lizzo on stage at Coachella

24 - 2013 - Peace Ring first seen

25 - 2014 Fern Tattoos first seen covering 'might as well'

26 - 2019 - Me!

29 - 2016 - Date mentioned in High Infidelity, H & T in LA

29 - 2017 - Harry wears the St Laurent shirt CH copied in Ole

29 -2023 - High Infidelity and Gorgeous Surprise Songs

May

2- 2017 - Sweet Creature

3- 2023 - Satellite

12- 2017 - Harry Styles Debut Album

13 - 2017 - Harry's first solo live show

15 - 2019 - Harry in studio, Adore you written

18 - 2020 - Watermelon Sugar

18 - 2022 - Taylor NYC Doctorate

19 - 2019 - Taylor releases City of Lover Heart Vinyl

20 - 2012 - Everything Has Changed Anniversary

20 - 2013 - Taylor posts Roses with Gatsby quote

20 - 2015 - Taylor clean speech about where should have been

20 - 2017 - Debut one night only concert

20 - 2022 - Harry's House

20 - 2023 - Taylor said her life finally makes sense

21 - 2019 - H Gucci Swan Campaign

21 - 2022 - Harrys House One night only concert

22 - 2015 - Taylor played Wonderland

25 - 2020 - Too much sauce recorded

27 - 2023 - Karma MV

June

5- 2018 - Gucci Tailoring campaign

6- 2013 - Everything has changed MV

6 - 2015 - Taylor plays Wonderland

7 - 2017 - Another Man Cover

13 - 2012 - Harry never gonna dance tattoo

14 - 2019 - You need to calm down

15 - 2011 - Taylor has Temper Trap arm lyrics

15 - 2012 - Harry gets Temper Trap lyric tattoo

17 - 2011 - Lover journal, blissfully happy

17 - 2023 - Harry played Sweet Creature first since 2018

17 - 2023 - Taylor played Seven, Aaron hug, emotional speeches

18 - 2013 - Olivia adopted

20 - 2015 - Last time Wonderland played

21 - 2015 - Taylor letter to apple

22- 2015 -both in europe with days off - H posts colour scrabble board and "I have missed you" to Sweden

22 - 2018 - T has Niall on stage in Wembley, H emotional in NYC and plays Still the One.

24 - 2013 - Red Single

27 - 2015 - Taylor has models out in London show.

30 - 2015 - Holy Ground Surprise Song, Clean speech haunting.

30 - 2019 - Taylors masters sold

July

1 - 2013 - Harry Cross Tattoo seen

2 - 2021 - Renegade released

7 - 2023 - Speak Now TV

13 - 2012 - Taylor plays random London show with 7 songs (13+7)

13 - 2022 - Late Night Talking MV

14 - 2013 - Everything has Changed Single

15 - 2011 - One direction film WMTB in LAy

19 - 2023 - Daylight MV

21 - 2022 - Late Night Talking Single

23 - 2010 - one direction formed on xfactor

24 - 2020 - Folklore and Cardigan MV

27 - 2013 - I can't change and birdcage tattoos

27 - 2020 - Cardigan Single

31 - 2018 - Harry and Camille Breakup

August

1 - 2019 - Gucci Campaign Film HS

3 - 2020 Exile

7 - 2017 - Two Ghosts Single

13 - 2012 We are never getting back together

16 - 2019 Lover single

17 - 2020 Betty

19 - 2014 Shake it Off

20 - 2022 - HS MSG Residency started

23 - 2019 Lover Album & MV

24 - 2017 Look at what you made me do & MV

30 -2012 WANGBT MV

31 - 2015 Wildest Dreams

September

4 - First Love on Tour (part 1) show (2021)

6 - 2013 - VMAs

7 - Getaway Car (2018)

9 - 2013 - Birdcage, Drama mask, SMCL Tattoo

9 - 2019 - City of Lover recorded

17 - ...Ready for it? (2017)

18 - Gucci Cruise Campaign (2018)

19 - Live on Tour first show (2017)

21 - MSG Residency end (2022)

24 - Harry heart tattoo (2012)

25 - Begin again Itunes (2012)

27 - Spotify Singles -Two Ghosts and Girl Crush (2017)

28 - 2011 - Gotta be you filmed in NY

28 - 2012 - Taylor filmed Begin Again Paris, Harry MIA

28 - 2013 - Harry tweet no piece of paper

28 - 2017 - HS Spotify EP Two Ghosts and Girl Crush, in April TS changed September lyric to 28

28 - 2021 - HS Nashville Satin outfit and TBSL

29 - 2016 - HS Another Man Mixtape

29 - 2017 - TS Spotify "Taylor Loves" playlist of 70 songs

29 - 2018 - TS wonderland surprise song

October

1 - Begin again (2012)

3 - Music for a Sushi Restaurant (2022)

10 - Lights up MV (2019)

11 - Lights up (2019)

12- 2013 - Harry Heart Tattoo instagram and Things I can/can't tattos

21 - Midnights and Anti-Hero (2022)

22 - Red (2012)

25 - Bejeweled and MV (2022)

23 - Golden (2020)

26 - Golden MV (2020)

26 - ….Ready for it? MV (2017)

27 - 1989 (2014), 1989 TV (2023), Slut! (2023)

27 - Music for a Sushi Restaurant MV (2022)

31 - 2015 - last 1D concert

31 - Kiwi (2017)

31 - Is it over now? (2023)

November

4 - Gucci Ha ha ha campaign (2022)

4 - The last time (2013)

8 - Kiwi MV (2017)

10 - Blank Space & MV (2014), Reputation (2017)

12 - Red TV (2021), All Too Well Short Film (2021)

13 - 2014 - Mermaid Tattoo

13 - Love on Tour announced (2019)

14 - End Game (2017)

15 - 2014 - Band Aid, Harry may have raised break

15 - Launch of pleasing (2021) (annual photo)

15 - I bet you think about me (2021)

16 - Message in a Bottle (2021)

21 - 2018 - Last Reputation show in Tokyo

22 - 2018 - first day Taylor is with republic

25 - Long Pond Sessions on Disney+ and recordings

27 - I knew you were trouble (2012), New Years Day (2017)

29 - Lavender Haze (2022)

December

3 - 2013 - Dancing with no shows after MSG show

6 - Adore You & Adore you MV (2019)

10 - 2017 - I don't wanna live forever

12 - Fine Line One Night Only at the Forum

12 - 2013 - Lakes district

13 - Fine Line (2019)

14 - End Game (2017)

18 - 2013 - Ship Tattoo

21 - 2013 - Snow mobile accident

30 - 2015 - Harry covers Things I can with Eagle Tattoo

31 - 2013 NYE Kiss

#haylor #haylor anniversaries #harry styles #taylor swift

[wonderfulworldofmichaelford]

So my last Animal Crossing poll, which Marshal won by a hair, got me thinking. I’d have to BUY Marshal because I don’t have his Amiibo on hand, and that gave me pause. I’ve bought so many AC Amiibo cards already that it almost became an addiction.

But then it hit me: I have a bunch of cards! So instead of spending money, and to make up for the other poll being tossed out, I have a new week-long poll to have you all decide who the REAL last boy on the island will be from out of the cards I have! The winner will join the island after my vacation!

Beneath the cut I will make the case for each of these choices! In addition, here is my current island roster:

Ankha

Barold

Beardo

Cephalobot

Marina

Muffy

Petri

Roscoe

Ruby

Tiansheng

1. Julian is genuinely one of the prettiest smug villagers, as well as one of my favorites overall. He’s a feminine male unicorn with slick style and one of the cooler houses among the mythical creature villagers. Plus I have a perfect spot for his house: A field of flowers on a seaside cliff.

2. Hans was my first smug villager, and has come and gone off my islands more times than I can count. He’s an absolute Chad, a buff yeti boy with style who unironically says “groovy” as his catchphrase. He’d also be a unique animal unlike most other choices.

3. Dobie is the best wolf in the game. He’s a cranky old grandpa, AND he’s a writer (meaning he’s literally me). The only downsides I can think of is I can’t ship his wrinkly ass with anyone, and that my daughter really seems to not like the wolves in this game (they scare her I think).

4. Pietro is da Jokah, baybee! He’s one of the most colorful characters around, and his clown style almost makes up for how awful his house is compared to his house in New Leaf. Almost.

5. I’m not too keen on another jock joining my island (Tiansheng is more than enough), but come on! It’s Kevin Bacon! Plus his catchphrase is “Weeweewee!”

6. Drago needs little elaboration as to why he’s cool: He’s a fat, lazy dragon who likes to eat and whose house looks like a Chinese restaurant. He’d make a good buddy/boyfriend to Tiansheng, I think.

7. Sasha is basically the ultimate femboy twink of the game, and he’s a bunny! He’s also the only male character with the fashion hobby! It is a bit weird hearing the himbo slob dialogue coming out of his mouth, though.

8. The underdog of the bunch. Elvis is the only character I have a card for who has never been on my island. He has a really cool house and he’d be a unique animal (there’s no other lion).

9. I love Cephalobot. I know I’m trying to vote him off, but he is a good buddy and he is cute. I guess I’m not opposed to keeping him for now.

10. There are other villagers I like who I could easily time travel for like Raymond, Chops, or Tucker. This would be first come, first served; whoever I like most that pops up first gets in.

#animal crossing #new horizons

[jade-qilin]

savanaclaw w/ a vegetarian partner headcanons | twisted wonderland

notes: i, leona’s girlfriend, am back with some silly headcanons because i crave Leona content, and then i decided to throw in the other beastmen lol. anyway this is just how i’d predict they’d react!

i also chose Savanaclaw specifically as they are all beastmen inspired by carnivorous animals. i might make an Octavinelle version since the Octatrio probably have heavily meat/fish-based diets (since they’re based on carnivorous animals too!)

details & content warnings: no gendered pronouns used for reader, reader isn’t described as Yuu/can be described as someone else, reader’s vegetarianism is described as a personal choice rather than for religious or health reasons

•••

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:

at first he’s like “when i called you an herbivore, i didn’t think you were literally one”

then he’s like “wtf how can you not want to eat meat? it’s the best thing ever.”

will probably nag at you about it for awhile. all you have to do is tug at his ear threateningly or scold him the way a mama cat would hiss at her kittens to teach them a lesson and he’ll shut up real fast

try not to be mad at him too much though </3 the man’s just very surprised and curious

being a beastman with the nature of a carnivorous apex predator, surrounded by other lion beastmen his entire life, vegetarianism where he’s from is quite rare, especially if you’re not a mouse or a zebra beastman or whatever

after getting over the culture shock that there are some people in the world who willingly give up meat, Leona starts to think

how do you get enough protein?? iron?? other nutrients commonly found in meats but not fruits or vegetables??

his decides to ask you how you do it, how do you maintain a relatively balanced diet while getting the nutrients and fillings you needed

from then on, his eyes are opened to the world of supplements and unique foods commonly used to replace meat, and that also supply nutrients mostly exclusive to meat

to Leona, staying strong and healthy is very important, so he uses this newfound knowledge to make sure you, his beloved, are always having balanced meals and that you’re getting all the nutrients you need

to everyone else’s surprise, he’s in the library, looking over tomes upon tomes on nutrition and plant-based diets

he debates on going to Jade to get some information on edible mushrooms, but then he decides that getting involved with the Octatrio wasn’t worth it when books existed

he may even try some of your favourite plant-based substitutes out, but he could never part from his beloved meat

RUGGIE BUCCHI:

Ruggie’s another person who ends up being shocked that you’re a vegetarian, but he’s mostly envious

envious because you being able to have a specialized diet means you could afford to do so

in the slums where he’s from, Ruggie took any and as much food as he could

he’d dumpster dive late in the night, after restaurants had closed up for the evening, scrounging and searching for any scraps that were still edible

during holidays at NRC, Ruggie would ask Sam and the cafeteria ghosts if he could take home any leftover supplies and food, even if they were close to or beyond their expiry date

to him, food was a luxury. he couldn’t afford to be picky with what he ate, lest he’d end up going days without food

with this in mind, however, he’s also quite happy for you, happy that you can afford to eat the foods you wanted

he won’t question or nag at you like Leona would, but he’d also be the type to make sure you’ve gotten your fill at the end of the day

Ruggie would probably also ask for some vegetarian recipes and substitutes, because who knows, maybe these ingredients will end up being cheaper and more accessible to him in the future

JACK HOWL:

out of the three Savanaclaw characters, Jack is probably the most indifferent about your diet

not because he doesn’t care, but because he’s more understanding of your views

Jack doesn’t come from a poor background, but he doesn’t come from a closed-off kingdom either

he has tons of experience with all sorts of people and beastmen alike

like Leona and Ruggie, Jack cares more about your overall health and wants to ensure you’re taking care of yourself

Jack’s the type to find you new vegetarian restaurants and recipes for you to try out together (mostly thanks to Carter’s social media skills)

but i can also see him being the type who sometimes forgets that you’re vegetarian

like,, he’ll be eating a katsu sandwich beside you and may offer you a taste, only to flatten ears and mutter an apology like “oh, um, sorry. i forgot you can’t have this”

don’t be too mad at him though! he’s not doing it out of malice </3

Jack is used to his siblings back at home asking for a bite of his food. it’s become such a frequent occurrence that he developed a habit of asking his loved ones from the get-go

as such, his first instinct when eating food around someone he’s close to is to offer them some of it, and that includes you, his lovely partner

he makes it up though by buying you a treat you can actually enjoy <3

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst headcanons #savanaclaw #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #leona kingscholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #jack howl x reader

[charlesandmartine]

Friday 26th April 2024

Yet another early morning kickoff today. Up with the lark, down to the jetty and ready with our seafaring friends from Philadelphia to embark on the good ship that'll convey us down the Chobe River with the stunning vista of sunrise across the water. And what a stunning sunrise it was! Immediately having cast off and the solar powered craft inched out into the calm waters the chorus began. Initially it was the guinea fowl that were agitated sensing danger, then a whole line of waterside trees began to erupt as the baboons screeched and lept from branch to branch. They sensed danger; most likely lion Bella said. The theory they have is that if sufficient vocal dissent is voiced, the lion will shrug and say okay, I get it, and move off to shop for breakfast elsewhere. The whole routine probably lasted 20 minutes or so, and then peace and tranquility returned and baby baboons continued playing, mother's suckled babies and others turned to the serious task of securing a future generation.

Others were also up and about by now. Crocs were serenely sailing along the shore, breakfast in mind. African Fish Eagles had taken position high aloft in the trees, and the African Darter fish eater was observing and diving, his pointed bill and thin long neck appearing out of the water like a javelin. Yes, the new day had dawned and life was beginning its cycle once again.

We moved on from this lovely place today being picked up and taken to Victoria Falls for the next chapter in our holiday. Botswana is such a beautiful place and the people from this land are so pleasant. The Chobe Game Lodge is excellent in every way and we feel so privileged to have stayed here and shared just a little of their country and way of life.

A most touching symbol of reconciliation is the Botswana national flag; black, white and blue. The black and white representative of colour/ race and joining together under the blue African sky.

Still no leopard!

Dan pulled up on schedule outside of the Lodge reception area and loaded our bags into the Toyota and told us he was to take us to the Zimbabwe border where he would leave us to be collected on the other side and taken to Victoria Falls Hotel for the next stage of our holiday. We skidded along the sandy track roads, nearly colliding with a herd of elephants making their way to the river and joining about 100 others then just a few yards further a male lion snoozing and then to the exit to Chobe National Park. One hour to the border and an hour to Victoria Falls in deepest Zimbabwe. To enter Zimbabwe it was necessary to pay for a visa in whatever currency you like but US dollars cash preferred. The Zimbabwe economy it would seem has crashed, and funds are needed from somewhere. The odd thing was that we were charged $55 each whereas American tourists are charged $35. And so it was that we crossed the border into a very scruffy compound, scooped up into a very nice mini bus and whisked off out of it leaving a trail of dust behind. Zimbabwe has 80% unemployment around here with an unpopular government secured by the military. It does not appear to be a nice place to live. By contrast our hotel, the Victoria Falls Hotel, built 1904 in a luxurious colonial style, served by British royalty in the past and having floor to ceiling portraits of George V and Queen Mary is diametrically opposite to the poverty in surrounding suburbs. Registration was in the premier lounge which saved us having to hang around the front desk, after which we were led up a grand staircase to our suite overlooking the grounds and the Falls in the distance. There is of course the fine dining restaurant: The Livingstone. Then there's also the Jungle Junction Restaurant which was introduced as having a lavish menu with lavish choices etc. Every time he said lavish, I could hear the sound of a cash register!

We had time to relax a little before being collected for our evening trip on the Zambezi river. Collectively we made up a small party of about a dozen on a little boat which set sail promptly at 4.30 with a view to seeking out yet more wildlife whilst consuming canapes and a sundowner or two or three. Well it was very jolly and we managed several hippos of many sizes, an open billed stork (it was a stork with an open mouth), a light crowned lapwing and a kingfisher. The boat took us along one side of the Zambezi and returned on the opposite bank which is Zambia.

Back to the hotel and a buffet meal of many delicacies such as crocodile! Whilst eating we had fantastic entertainment from local black artists performing traditional African song and dance. It was so good and it made us feel we really are in Africa! We started the day in Botswana for sunrise and observed a beautiful sunset in Zimbabwe ending a perfect day.

ps Tomorrow we shall be collected early for our tour of the Victoria Falls. Apparently you may get wet!

pps Crocodile tastes a bit like chicken!

[mad2jokes]

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[cameoutstruggling93]

Any must have rides to do or places to go when at Disney

*cracks knuckles*

Well since you asked....

For rides, at MK I'd definitely recommend Pirates, Haunted Mansion, Space Mountain (if you like coasters), Thunder Mountain (if you like coasters), jingle cruise, the people mover, and Pooh bear cause its cute af. For food, 10/10 recommend Casey's Corner, I dream of their hot dogs 😂 if yoh want more of a sit down restaurant, skippers canteen is great! But if you have picky eaters, The Plaza and Tony's are also good choices.

Epcot rides: Spaceship earth, the ratatouille ride (if you don't mind 3D), GoTG coasters (if you like coasters), soarin!, and test track! For food, we could be here all day 😂 epcot has the best food, especially with the world showcase but if you're looking for a sit-down restaurant, I recommend La Hacienda, Rose and Crown, and (if you have picky eaters) The Garden Grille.

Hollywood studios rides: Rise of the Resistance (idc if you're a star wars fan or not, it's AMAZING), rocking Rollercoaster (if you like coasters), tower of terror (if you like drop rides), slinky dog coaster (very mild), and star tours. Bonus! Not TECHNICALLY a ride but the Muppet 3d show is one of my favorite shows so def recommend checking it out. For food, Woody's Lunchbox is great! Gets really crowded though so fair warning. For a sit down, mama Melrose is *chefs kiss* and for picky eaters, the ABC commissary has a plethora of options.

ALSO ! The Fantasmic fireworks show (its amazing and possibly one of my favorite shows) does dinner packages with certain restaurants. Def check it out!

Animal Kingdom Rides: kilamanjaro safari!! Avatar's the flight of passage (if you don't mind 3D), mount everest coaster (if you don't mind cossters), and, though not a ride, the festival of the lion king show is GREAT!! It's for all ages and it's so fun! For food: the yak and Yeti restaurant is a MUST! If you can't get a resi, they also have quick service options outside the restaurant! Also recommend the Tusker House for picky eaters!

Disney springs: food wise, you have a million options but for me, Chef Art Smith's Homecoming is a MUST! Best fried chicken, BBQ pulled pork, AND Mac and cheese ❤️ raglan road is also an excellent choice! As is Enzo's hideaway and the Boathouse! For picky eaters, rainforest Cafe and planet Hollywood are great choices, and if you're more in the mood for something quick, earl's sandwiches, The polite pig, and chicken guy are great options. For me, a Disney trip isn't complete w/out stopping at Ghirardelli's ice cream ❤️

Hope this was helpful!

#ask me #anon #disney world #magic kingdom #epcot #hollywood studios #animal kingdom #disney springs

[aman-acan-andacityplan]

In the world of millenial nostalgia and Vaporwave aesthetics, malls tend to maintain the lion’s share of interest, even if no one actually shops at them. There are many other spaces though that can get the nostalgia flowing. Hotels, for example, can frequently reflect the aesthetic visions of the time in which they are built and the same can go for public ventures like city office spaces.

One such public venture I would like to single out are airports. On some level, perhaps it shouldn’t be surprising that airports can be a significant repository of vintage aesthetics. They are built with high intent, to serve as a beautiful gateway to a city and region, and serve a mass audience. That and they are often run by large government authorities that can be slow to change and overhaul facilities unless there is a pressing civic need. For example, the Sarasota airport is a glorious monument to 80′s design choices, so much so that one would be inclined to think that this was a mall, were it not for the large TSA security station in the middle.  

I took a few discrete photos from my lunch table, mostly because I was tired, but also because I didn’t want to be caught fanboying an airport’s kitschy aesthetics. For those not old enough to remember the heyday of the suburban shopping mall, the Sarasota Airport terminal is a pretty darned good approximation of the experience. A large water feature anchors a multi-level complex with a smattering of restaurants and trinket shops surrounding the space. The retro look is further complimented by vintage, glass elevators occupying one end of the space, with a dash of neon on the top of the elevator tubes. Lush planters surround the water feature and to top it all off a big modern skylight can be found in the ceiling. A boxy, Brutalist architectural accent only further cementing the space’s mall aesthetics.

[cleosdiary]

The Resort

After a long couple months working in LA I needed a refreshing restart. I’ve been shoving my head in work the past couple month such a great feeling. After all deals were closed I decided to carter a Jet to A island and I had a private villa waiting for me. I got to my apartment packed a quick bag with basics.. hygiene bag Shorts, shirts, and a nice set of clothing to go out in. I wanted to take a sugar baby with me but I decided to go solo i needed a solo getaway to refresh. I got my stuff changed into sweatpants and a black t shirt a nice diamond tennis necklace and a gold presidential rolex some travel basics I needed, I called my driver and head down. On the way down I saw a beautiful Latin girl who just got back from yoga with nice legs and beautiful ass with eyes to die for. I didn’t say anything I just enjoyed her presence that refreshing energy of a woman is unbeatable. I got into my blacked out Rolls and my driver hit it to the executive airport, I walked on the plane and knocked out. Love my alone time on a flight it is a great place to think and see the clouds. I woke up to the flight attendant rubbing my shoulder

“Wake up Mr. Cleo”

She was blonde with some tattoos and a smile to die for as she walked away I couldn’t stop staring.

“Hey Steph.. here’s the address to my villa if you get board in the hotel”

I got off the flight and there I was in Caribbean heaven I got into a car and made my way to the villa. The villa was surrounded by some restaurants and bars. I thought I’d stop and grab a drink at the bar before the night ends. I walk in and I sit at the bar. I see a a woman walk in and walks up to the other side of the bar. She was Latin with long black hair and a body straight from God himself except for her voluptuous chest which was obvious that she got work done. But I don’t mind he’ll, I’ve paid for a couple surgeries for some ladies. She sat down and ordered a drink. It was late bar had 2 more hours of service. I looked at her and she was sitting on her phone looking sad like she was lonely. So was i yeah all this success is great but at night things get real and honest and sometimes lonely. So I sent her a drink and looked up and smiled. I called her over she sensually fixed her hair a bit and walked over she was thick in the right places and smelled amazing

“Great choice, my mother said not to talk to strangers.”

“I’m Cleo, nice to meet you. We aren’t so much strangers anymore. Have a seat….”

“Kathrine”.

“Kathrine.. nice to meet you”

We gave each other a kiss on the cheek.

She sat down and she was so sensual her energy did not lie and I could feel it. We talked for a bit and she told me that she came to the island as a gift from her husband while he was away on business. Lonely housewife, they are always on the hunt. Her laugh was angelic and sweet she had a great sense of humor he knew rubbed against mine a couple times as the drinks flowed I started to get hard feeling her feminine energy all over my body with one little touch. My lion rage started to intensify, we’re face to face talking about each other’s lives she put her leg on my leg and her freshly pedicure with a foot tattoo with designer Sandals just turned me one unexplainable. My cock was rock hard at this point. Her foot rubbed gently against it while she laughed I knew she felt that tonight could end up great. We got a small meal just to hold us we were 4 drinks in each. Last call came around and we order one more round she had tequila and I had my old fashion. She went to the restroom to “powder her nose” I don’t judge anyone for what and why they do something we all have a vice. I sat there as Kat was in the restroom and my flight attendant texts me..

“Hey it’s pretty boring here lol”

“Meet me at sunset red for breakfast tomorrow and we will go to out with some friends”

“I didn’t pack a bathing suit”

“After breakfast I’ll buy you one before we head out”

She responded and I didn’t respond back. My focus was on Kat for the night.

Kat and I walked to this club that had great music we danced a bit she was a great dancer we grind and felt each other all night and we made out a kiss that never felt so great and real.

“Let’s go to my place”

“Let’s go”

I called my driver and we made our way back to my villa. Her legs felt amazing as my handed rubbed on her skin we made out in the back of the car and she was gently caressing my cock inside my pants before we know it we arrive to the villa.

I made Kat and I one more drink we walked outside and she just ravished me. Was it for being a gentleman to her? She took off my shirt and started kissing my body while the moon outside was shinning on the pool and ocean water. She sat me down and began to go down on my nice and slow just the way I like it, she knew exactly what I needed after all these months of non stop work. I kissed her tasting my sweet self.

“Let’s go inside it’s windy out here”

I said

We got up and I held her hand and guided her to my room with my pants off, I took my shirt off so I was completely naked just chain and watch on. I guided her in the nude to the master bedroom. We devoured each other again and I undressed her and got her completely naked.

“ let’s go shower”

She said.

I ran the warm water and the shower had a view of the beach with the moon coming through the window of the shower. We were in the dark but the moon gave us enough light I felt her washing me and I washed her my cock was hard and vainy I couldn’t help it. She ran her hands on the my cock stroking it nice and slow we got out and dried up and into a dimly lit room. We walked into the bedroom, we filed each other all night like wild animals under the moon the clapping of each other’s skin was a beautiful music and her screams while she came were well deserved while we were missionary doggie. I pulled out and walked over to the couch outside on the balcony. She followed me I sat down and she began to perform fellatio on me.

“Cum on me”

I couldn’t help it, after a couple more sucks and licks she made me cum. I came all over her face and breast”

“Hmmmmm so good baby”

I got up rolled a joint and smoked it out on the balcony while she went to get a warm rag. She cleaned me up and she laid next to me naked and we smoked together just talking into the moonlight. She fell asleep on my chest.

Next morning woke up morning and hit the gym hit the sauna to detox, showered and changed for the day. Kat was awake on the balcony smoking the rest of the joint from last night. She hugged and kissed me when I walked up to her to hit the joint.

“I have to go back to my room”

I responded

“No your going to spend the rest of this trip with me”

“ I need my luggage”

“Fuck it stay here put your dress on and we will go shopping after breakfast”

For some reason she got turned on she began to rub my hard on. She walked to the shower in a robe and showered.

I unpacked my vintage camera that I take on all my trips for memories. As I took it out Kat walked out

“What is this”

“My camera that I take in all my trips”

“Can I film for you”

“Yea, why not”

“Don’t worry I went to film school, film is my passion”

I knew it was in great hands. Kat just kept surprising me and had so many layers.

She got dressed and we headed out. We met Stephanie my Flight attendant from my jet at the restaurant. Kat and Steph instantly clicked. We ordered a bottle of champagne and juice and had endless mimosas to get the party started.

We finished breakfast and headed to the shopping area I spent 2k on each of the girls with new outfits for the rest of the trip. Kat and Stephanie had no reason to go back their rooms. We went back to the room to change and headed off to the beach.

[robertsbarbie]

#eris: text #i have such a bad headache i just want to go howl but i should eat something

[littleapocalypsekitten]

I've never had the courage to vandalize my neighborhood and I feel a bit bad about it. So, I was just reading about someone who takes their dog out to have a poop in the yard of a neighbor with a pro-life / anti-choice bumper-sticker on their car as a form of silent protest. Reading the comments on that made me think about neighbors I used to have. It's too late to do playful vandalism now, as they've picked up and moved far away to Florida, but, ooooh, the temptation. So, on the corner near the sub-divided house where I live in an apartment was what me and my own referred to as The Trump House. We would shout "Truuuuuuump House!" while shaking our fists in the air when they had overly loud parties in in imitation of a scene in Futurama where the dean of Mars University complained about the Robot House fraternity. This house, man... they put a huge Trump / Pence flag out on their porch. I cannot emphasize enough to you how huge this flag was. It was the one where the logo looked like the T in Trump was anally-fucking the P in Pence, too. The thing lasted until it wore out and they got another one. They got them in different colors. When Trump lost in 2020, I saw a Trump flag with a lion-head logo, which I was informed was basically a kind of Trump-loyalty fascist flag, as in a "screw the electoral process, we want revolution" flag. The house had VERY loud parties. Every once in a while, loads of vehicles from Oklahoma (we are not on OK) would show up and there were huge family parties. Their kids would spill out into the streets and not let cars pass, just being purposeful, uncontrolled brats. They'd set off illegal fireworks and the cops came to the house more than once. I heard from neighbors that the father of the family was a candidate for local office - he was running for the state legislature. I looked him up and got one of his ads on Youtube in which he was ranting and railing about opening up schools again and being against masking during Covid - his whole thing was "Open up the state!" and it's like... as someone with a restaurant-job I *got* during Covid and living with someone who was retail and "essential" and had to work despite actual health problems and great risk of Covid, the state NEVER "shut-down," my guy. He was rumored to have torn up some Black Lives Matter signs that someone had put up at the local Starbucks, making an ass of himself. According to the neighbors I actually talked to, he was at the Capitol on January 6 and had taken a whole busload of idiots down there. Apparently, he wasn't one of the ones who stormed the Capitol, his people just hung back, were the outskirts protestors, but...still. He and the family moved, probably having taken a financial hit after losing spectacularly in the local-legislature vote. I had been tempted many times to, say, make silly flags out of large rolls of heavy-duty sign-print paper that we have and my art-skills to replace the house's flags in the middle of the night, or something of that ilk, but never had the courage to. You see, I worried I'd be caught on a security-camera and before we knew it, me and my own, being poor (we really are in a neighborhood that's too good for us due to a lucky apartment-find), we'd get in trouble with the local law and get kicked out. I'm pretty sure our landlord would side with Trump House on the matter if I'd do anything to goof on them.

#trump house #the tale of trump house