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static-symphony-fm · 18 days

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you are in love (true love)

now playing: you are in love (taylor's version)

pairing: magnus chase x fem! reader

word count: 1.9k

summary: 5 people who knew magnus was in love with you before you did + 1 sword

an: FIRST FANFIC LETS FUCKING GOOOOO this took so long to write! I love how I accidentally made it blue themed even though that's magnus's least favorite colour 😭 its ok we all know he's canonically a 1989 girly

fun fact i actually took the first picture! i shit you not I was on a road trip with my family READING MAGNUS CHASE and I look up and see THAT SIGN and i SCRAMBLED to take a picture

content/ warnings: 5+1 things, background blitzstone bcs c'mon they're basically canon, shitty writing, kissing ooo spooky, magnus being a simp, there actually isn't a whole lot of reader in this x reader fic, minor allusions to sex stuff, a lot of swearing, weird use of perspective, i was trying to go for third person limited but magnus is the one it's limited to not reader? but reader is referred to using second person? sorry if it's confusing.

1. samirah al-abbas

if someone had told magnus a year ago that in a couple month’s time, meeting for coffee weekly with one of his best friends and not getting kicked out of the overpriced coffee shop was going to be the most normal thing in his life, he wouldn’t have believed them. probably would have flipped them off, too, and stole their wallet as he walked away. but he’d like to think that he was a changed man, seeing as he was, in fact, in a hipster café in boston, trying not to make fun of all the fancy menu options. like, seriously? who orders a dragon fruit, pomegranate, and kale smoothie?

he realized he’d been thinking for too long and returned his attention to samirah, sitting across from him and discussing wedding plans for her upcoming marriage to amir as she sipped her latte. he noticed the way her eyes seemed to get brighter, and her entire body language conveyed how excited she was as she talked about him. magnus had a fleeting thought about how good it must feel to love someone so unconditionally like that, and have them love you back just as much.

as if reading his mind, samirah finished her sentence and studied him, tilting her head as she seemed lost in thought, peering at him like he was a calculus problem she couldn’t quite figure out.

after a few seconds, magnus broke the silence.

“alright, it’s getting weird. why’re you looking at me like that?”

samirah snapped out of it, focusing on what he was saying.

“nothing, just… do you think you’ll ever get married?”

jeez, that was a loaded question. magnus narrowly avoided choking on his black coffee, swallowing and burning his throat before answering.

“sam, i’m dead.”

“so? people get married in valhalla all the time. i have been to a very disproportionate amount of weddings in the two years i worked there.”

“yeah? how many of those end in divorce?”

samirah took a long drink of her coffee, swallowing it slowly as she responded.

“forever is a very long time, and no relationship is perfect, but wouldn’t it be better to have someone to spend that time with?”

“…i guess.” magnus accepted, lost in thought. truthfully, samirah was right, like always. if circumstances were different, if he hadn’t died at sixteen, he could imagine himself getting married. settling down. living in a cabin in the forest with two kids.

a thought came into his mind, entirely of its own accord, of doing all of that with you. your laugh, your soft hair, the way your lips curled up and your eyes widened when you smile. you’d probably be a great mom.

whoa, what the hell? he should definitely not be thinking about getting married to his friend, what the fuck? that is not normal.

he pushed the weird thought out of his mind as best he could, gulping his coffee and focusing on the burning in his throat and not what he was just thinking. samirah had gone back to talking about amir, and magnus was not going to think about marrying you any longer.

2. alex fierro

after nearly getting his head cut off by alex’s garrote for the third time that day, magnus needed a break. alex had decided that magnus needed to learn to fight without the help of jack, and it wasn't going too well for him. he collapsed on the bench next to alex, chugging half a bottle of water before even taking a breath. alex rolled her eyes.

“it’s not that hard, you just aren’t fast enough.”

magnus managed to control himself and not say a snarky comment back, but it was a close call. instead, he ignored her, staring straight ahead and not engaging. unfortunately, you were in his direct line of sight, sparring with mallory only a few metres away. alex picked up on this quickly, nudging his side.

“you like watching y/n fight, huh?” she teased, smirking. damn, why did she have to be so perceptive?

“what? no. shut up.” magnus replied quickly, trying to hide his blush. “i mean… she’s a good fighter. not like i like her or anything like that.”

“mhm. suuuure you don’t.” alex replied, definitely not believing him. fuck.

“i’m telling the truth!” magnus protested. god, how was arguing with alex harder than physically fighting her?

“yeah. did you see her necklace today? pretty, right?”

“she’s not even wearing a neck- fuck.” magnus said instantly, before catching himself.

“go to hell.” he swore, glaring at alex, who was grinning at him in a way that reminded him a little too much of her mother.

“you first.”

3 + 4. blitzen & hearthstone

“magnus? magnus?”

a pale hand reached in front of magnus face, waving and then snapping its fingers, bringing him back to reality. he blinked and looked around at hearth and blitz, sitting across from him in the dining room of the chase space. hearth took his hand back to sign finally, raising his eyebrows sarcastically.

“your head’s way up in the clouds, kid.” blitz remarked, drumming his short, well manicured fingernails on the table, his silver engagement ring glinting. he was right. magnus definitely was pretty out of it lately.

probably thinking about y/n, hearth signed. jeez, why did every conversation he had have to be about you? and no, he most certainly was not thinking about you and your pretty eyes and your delicate hands and the way your ass looked in those jeans you were wearing yesterday… jesus fucking christ, he needed to stop.

he buried his face in his hands and groaned loudly, then raised his head back up so hearth could read his lips, hoping that his blush wasn’t as visible as it felt.

“i am not thinking about her.” he lied through his teeth.

“there’s nothing wrong with having a crush, you know.”

ugh, why did they have to act so much like his dads?

“i don’t have a crush!”

“kid, you’re a terrible liar. everyone can see the way you stare at that girl. now remember, if you’re doing anything intimate, you gotta use protection…”

that’s it. magnus couldn’t stand up from the table fast enough

“nope! this conversation is ending right now. good talk!”

5. annabeth chase

magnus and annabeth had been walking around new york for the past three hours, trying to make up for the ten years spent apart. annabeth had shown him her favorite library, and pointed out a bunch of cool architecture in nearby buildings, with a promise to show him and his friends camp half-blood in the summer.

they were currently taking a break, stopping for lunch at a falafel place that wasn’t quite as good as fadlan’s, but it was still falafel. magnus was enjoying listening to annabeth talk about her architecture projects– she was taking online classes to prepare for the higher level of new rome university’s program.

magnus loved listening to her talk about things he didn’t understand. as a child he’d always thought she was a genius, the way she always solved puzzles and math problems easily. ten years later, that theory still held up, hearing her go on about a bunch of terms he didn’t understand.

“sorry, i’m probably boring you to tears. you wanna talk about something else?”

annabeth offered.

“no, it’s fine… i really don’t have a lot going on.” magnus replied, smiling politely.

“come on. there’s gotta be something interesting.” an idea seemed to come to annabeth.

“you have a crush on anybody?”

magnus swallowed.

“no.”

but he was too slow. those steel gray eyes that matched his own were locked on him like a hawk, or maybe an owl.

“yes, you do. come on. spill!”

magnus stayed silent. he was not telling his cousin about his crushes, but those metallic eyes stayed locked on him. he eventually gave up. annabeth could be scary when she wanted to be.

“fine. fine. her name’s y/n…”

+1. jack

it was movie night at the chase space. was magnus ever gonna stop calling it that? no. it was cool. shut up. the credits were rolling on some disney movie that alex had insisted on, and everyone else was slowly but surely making their way to their rooms, yawning as they said their good nights. you had been sitting next to magnus on the couch the whole time, and suffice it to say that he had had some trouble concentrating on the film.

it was just you and him, you in your nirvana t-shirt and gray sweat shorts, and in that moment, he decided to tell you.

you got up to leave, waving at him, and in a feat of bravery so incredible it would be studied by historians for centuries to come, magnus managed to work up the nerve to speak up.

“hey, uh, can i talk to you for a sec?”

“sure? what’s up?” you asked as you sat back down.

jesus, what had he gotten himself into? it’s ok, magnus, you got this. you beat loki in a flyting. you can talk to a pretty girl.

“uh, i was just thinking… i just…” off to a great start, aren’t we? fuck off, voice in his head. he can do this. he took a deep breath.

“i really like you. you're gorgeous and funny and so insanely smart. i’m an atheist but i’m praying to god you feel the same way. will you be my girlfriend?”

you bit your lip, breaking eye contact as you looked off into the distance. fuck. you were gonna say no and then he was never gonna be able to talk to you again and he was gonna have to change his name and move to canada…

“can i kiss you?”

what.

there were a million things magnus expected you to say, but that was none of them. he managed to stutter out a simple “please…” and then you leaned forward and your lips were on his and magnus chase died.

this felt more like the end of his life than being knocked off a burning bridge and drowning did. his heart was beating a million times a second, and he seemed to have forgotten how breathing worked. your lips were softer than anything he’d ever felt before.

he managed to reciprocate a little, mostly acting on instinct, and all he could think about was how astronomically better this was than jackie molotov in the seventh grade.

what was he supposed to do with his hands? he was pretty sure that keeping them at his side was the wrong answer, so he moved one to your waist and the other one to the back of your neck, tangling it gently in your soft hair as his lips moved against yours.

gods, he could have stayed like that until ragnarök, but his stupid sword had to ruin the moment. jack started buzzing on his neck sleepily, seeming to have been woken up ungraciously. he hoped that you couldn’t feel it, but that was pretty unlikely, considering how close you were to him. jeez, he was blushing more and more every time he thought about that.

eventually, you pulled away, smiling a little.

“good night, magnus.”

he nodded, unable to form words, and managed to stand up and walk back to his room, wide eyed, operating on autopilot. he walked into his room and immediately collapsed backwards onto the bed, staring at the ceiling without blinking, completely still. not a thought passed through his mind for at least ten minutes, till he finally was able to reach up and pull jack’s pendant off of his necklace.

“dude, what happened to blades before babes!?!”

#magnus chase x reader #d.j. robin's corner! 💐🎧🎙📻#magnus chase #percy jackson #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #percy jackson x reader

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lemonmaid · 1 year

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Type of drinks and food they order from Starbucks!

Warnings: None!

Riddle Rosehearts : Royal English Breakfest Tea Lattle with brown sugar and a Red Velvet Loaf.

When he doesn't (when he is lazy) want to eat at Heartslabyul and have tea with others, he will stop by and get something small to take to class. Basic tea and a sweet loaf.

"Are you okay Riddle?".

"Yeah, am just overwhelmed. I need something fast and simple just to get the day over with".

"Is it that type of day already?".

"Yes, you can blame that duo of yours".

"Do you want shared custody?".

"If they keep waking me up in the middle of the night. Yes".

Leona Kingscholar : White Mocha with raspberry syrup and an Impossible Breakfest Sandwich

Listen when this man got the Impossible sandwich he thought it was a regular sausage sandwich, he still does, don't tell him he is eating vegan meat.

I also feel like he doesn't drink a lot of coffee, it's like a once-a-month thing for him when he is feeling peckish.

"White Mocha today Leona?".

"Yeah... I forgot that we have a pop quiz today in Trein's class".

"Oh shit, is that today?".

"Yes, also can you get me that sandwich that Ruggie always brings me?".

"Yeah, the impossible?".

"Yes that... also what's in it? What makes it "impossible"?".

"Uhhhh".

Azul Ashengrotto : Americano adds four shots and the Mushrooms & Kale egg bites.

This man loves those disgusting americanos, even more disgusting he keeps adding shots, he is business savvy and has to stay awake to deal with the Leech twins shit.

"Sir, I really don't feel comfortable giving this drink to you..."

"Why?"

"Because this is your third Grande Americano with four extra shots...... it already has four.... You've basically had 24 shots of expresso..."

Kalim Al-Asim : anything from tic tok and a Tomato & Mozzarella on Focaccia

This man is the type of customer who just shows a picture in the batista face.

"CAN I HAVE THIS??".

"Umm yeah, is Jamil okay with you coming here to drink? You know assassination? I could poison your drink right now".

"Psh it's fine, besides I've heard this drink is basically Neapolitan ice cream! But i wonder what Jamil would want.."

"Probably a shot-in-the-dark".

Vil Schoenheit : Chocolate Cream Cold Brew and a Feta Wrap

I feel like he doesn't really like sweet drinks "too much sugar", so he gets something bland but has a sweeten taste. It's like regular coffee but cold and instead of creamer you're putting melted whip cream on top.

"Samethinh always?"

"Yes, I'm so exhausted. My phone kept blowing up, Stan twitter is really something else".

"Oh yeah, I heard Epel talked about that. Are you getting canceled or something?"

"Ugh, no I wish. Me and Neige were seen eating brunch yesterday and now we are being shipped or media outlets saying "OH wHaT a KiND hEArT NieGe hAS foR MaKInG uP with ViLaN aCtoR ViL".

"Wish you luck on that, here's your drink by the way"

"Ugh, you're going probably remake this, there's too much water not enough cold brew".

Idia Shroud : Matcha Crème Frappuccino and Cheese Danish

When he does come out of his room, instead of the library he goes to the Starbucks café and plays video games or study.

"Um (Name) can you make it extra pretty, like in the picture? I wanna take a photo for my discord normies to prove I get out of my room".

"Yeah of course! Do you want caramel or honey on your Cheese Danish by the way?"

"Caramel but I want the Danish hot".

"So when you work, do you think as it as Papa's Freezeria but real life?"

"You need to get out more and yes. Yes I do, I even hear the music in my head".

Malleus Draconia : Caramel Macchiato with hazelnut and Coffee Cake

He only came to visit you, I doubt this man has drank any caffeine in his life. So when you asked what he wanted he saw the first thing and order it. I can't say if he liked it though, but do you know when cats' eyes dilate? Yeah his eyes were like that for a while, then he would randomly twitch, and purr.

"Okay, Malleus. Let's stop with the coffees, we have tea you know.... we even have cake pops".

"Coffee cake...."

"Malleus...."

Authors Note:

Hey guys! Sorry I've been so busy, I literally just started working and I got out of training yesterday and my manager came up to me ans was like "do you wanna be manager?" Appernlty everyone is leaving the store, so it will be me and two other people, who've by the way, worked longer than I have. I'm just tired and busy, but I am trying to get Isseked Baby Reader out soon, I just want to make it a longer chapter, so you guys can enjoy that while I girlboss my way to owning an apartment.

Thank you guys so much for the support and likes!

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thesmallmeggles · 9 months

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Meg's (unnamed) Post Canon AU: What Happened To The Bosses?

As fits my personal Post Canon AU, everybody lived. Yes, even the ones who exploded on camera. They did all end up hospitalized: Some in rougher physical condition than others.

Figuring out legal repercussions is making my brain melt, partly because we don't know ANYTHING about Vandelay Island's legal system. (And the fact we have carte blanche when it comes to world building based on the Game Maker's Notebook interview.) My first thought was that there'd be a trial, but after some brief research I'm shelving that.

What I am confident about is taking a rehabilitation approach with the bosses. (I don't have any interest in writing a prison fic, and this is personally more enjoyable for me.)

Once the old bosses recovered from their injuries, they agreed to an arrangement consisting of electronic monitoring, community service, and fines. Another element to this is that the bosses are prohibited from communicating with each other.

Roxanne keeps the old bosses employed at Vandelay Technologies. (Albeit in lower ranked positions.) This stems less from altruism and more from pragmatism because the company needs all the help it can get to rebuild.

With that established, character specific details are listed below. 👇

Rekka ⚡: Production Supervisor. Does physical tasks and event organizing. Required to take anger management classes. She let Chai keep her belt because he earned it. Overall, Rekka is handling things like a BOSS.

Zanzo 🍍: Associate Engineer under Macaron's watchful eye. For the first few months, Zanzo attempted to be a good worker in hopes of regaining some of his Creative Freedom. His community service is web and graphic design for local small businesses, but it doesn't scratch the same itch as building a robot. Bribed a TEC-78 to install a temporal displacement device on the arcade machine so Chai could receive his gift basket. Had to pay his parking tickets and enroll in a financial management course. Zanzo... struggles for a while.

Mimosa 🍹: Social Media Account Manager. She was assigned to the Vandelay Island Community Theater for her service, and became an assistant acting coach at a community theater. (I referenced this in my post about Violet, my self insert OC. But not with this much detail). Mimosa flies no more- the explosion totaled her wings. Despite some bumps along the way, she is doing okay.

Roquefort 🐺: Senior Accountant. Provides financial counseling for Vandelay staff (besides Zanzo) + organizing fundraising events as community service. Also required to take anger management classes. Inhibitor installed to prevent him wolfing out. (Which can't POSSIBLY be overridden 😉) You think Roquefort has a contingency plan?

Kale ☕: For humor, Kale's new job is making coffee in the Café because the machine is STILL broken. (Who knows, he might even enjoy it sometimes.) He got more say with community service, as he volunteers at a pet clinic. (OC & Canon specific - As they serve on different days, Kale and Violet haven't crossed paths. YET.) Frustrated that his SPECTRA AI backup plan fell through. He doesn't have a plan C… as far as anyone knows.

Not everyone on Vandelay Island is content with this outcome. Certain characters believe the punishment dealt isn't harsh enough for the crime. Some may be plotting vengeance from the shadows… 😱

#hi-fi rush #hfr #hfr rekka #hfr zanzo #hfr mimosa #hfr roquefort #hfr kale #hfr spoilers #small ones #post canon au #everybody lives/nobody dies #so much intrigue!#will I do anything with it?#maybe

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pan-de-queer · 1 year

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valleys behind your kneecaps (supercorp)

Genre: Fluff, No Powers AU

Summary:

Sam clasps her hands together as she leans almost halfway over the table. “Will you please do this for me?” “Sam—” “I’ll never complain about your restaurant choices ever again, you can keep the modeling payment, and I’ll buy you lunch for two weeks straight.” “I’m an heiress, Sam, I really don’t need the payment or free lunch.” “That last part wasn’t a bribe, it’s a threat.” Lena scoffs, rolling her eyes as she fights a smile. “Fine. I’ll do your little modeling thing.”

Or: Lena's a med student, Kara's an artist, and somehow they still fall in love.

Author's Note: i did a writing test for work and i couldn't get my head to write original blorbos without an outline so i wrote supercorp instead and then changed the names so this is the og of that test (but longer bc i can't shut up about these idiots fr) oh also happy belated(??) valentines i guess! title from Kindling by Caitlyn Siehl and unbetaed for now (knowing me, the fic might get longer when i edit lol)

UPDATE: i edited :))) and added around 500+ words

ao3

valleys behind your kneecaps

Lena rarely ever gets time for herself.

It comes with the territory, she knows that. Being a med student means sacrificing a lot to become the doctor the Luthors have always expected of her.

It probably helps that her social life wasn’t all that affected.

Her grand total of three friends all understood the pressure she was under and the work she constantly has to do to stay on top. Still, that didn’t mean they didn’t force her to take a break every now and then.

Which is how Lena finds herself here, at Noonan’s, enjoying brunch with Sam on a sunny Thursday morning. Or, well, she was enjoying it until Sam gets a call from Ruby’s school and asks for a favor. A weird one.

“You want me to model for you?” Lena laughs, her sides cramping up. She laughs so hard she chokes on her kale and salmon salad. She laughs until she realizes that Sam isn’t laughing along. Until she realizes that Sam is dead serious.

“Oh.” Lena blinks, jaw clamping shut at Sam’s wide, pleading eyes.

“Please, Lena, it’s in half an hour and they wouldn’t be able to find a replacement so last minute and you know how Ruby gets when I make her wait.”

“She gets it from you,” Lena scoffs, dusting nonexistent dirt off the spot next to her coffee. “Besides, shouldn’t I be coming along to check on Ruby’s health?”

“Okay, first of all, rude! Secondly, you’re a medical student training to be a surgeon, not a pedia.”

“It’s not like I don’t know enough of the basics to check on her.”

“No. The school nurse already gave her the all-clear she just needs to go home and rest. Now.” Sam clasps her hands together as she leans almost halfway over the table. “Will you please do this for me?”

“Sam—”

“I’ll never complain about your restaurant choices ever again, you can keep the modeling payment, and I’ll buy you lunch for two weeks straight.”

“I’m an heiress, Sam, I really don’t need the payment or free lunch.”

“That last part wasn’t a bribe, it’s a threat.”

Lena scoffs, rolling her eyes as she fights a smile. “Fine. I’ll do your little modeling thing.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Sam drops a sloppy kiss on Lena’s forehead before she grabs her things, backing away with her purse in one hand and her phone in the other. “The class is in Studio C. Just tell the instructor I sent you! Thank you!”

Sam disappears out the doors before her last thank you even ends and Lena’s left alone with her half-eaten brunch and a sudden appointment to keep.

The things Lena does for her friends.

With a sigh, Lena finishes her salad and coffee before exiting the café that stood right across the cursed art studio. Sam had been modeling part-time for DEO Studio for almost two years now and had even invited Lena and their usual friend group (consisting of Jack and Andrea) to take some beginner’s classes for fun. Lena had never accepted the offer, of course, what with all the studying and hospital rounds she always had to do, but she’d always been supportive of her friend’s varying choice of part-time jobs (she kept trying to convince Sam to just ask for a raise, after all, she’d been the one to convince Lex to hire her, but Sam was too much of a wimp to negotiate with Lillian).

As Lena walks across the cracked, paved street and pushes open clear, glass doors, she wonders if she’s being a little too supportive this time.

The inside of the studio is clean and minimalist, brick walls painted white surrounds the space with a simple, wooden front desk greeting everyone who enters. A small waiting lounge is lined up in front of the studio’s towering glass windows and the walls have fewer paintings and pictures than Lena assumed there’d be in an art studio. A large, sculpted art piece stands off to the side to seemingly make up for the lack of them.

“Hello! Welcome to DEO Studio.” A young woman greets her from behind the desk. “Can I help you with anything?”

Lena shuffles towards the reception desk, the weight of Sam’s favor slowly starting to hit her. “Um, yes. My friend, Samantha Arias, had an emergency to take care of and asked me to sub-in for her modeling work today.”

Truly, the strangest, almost laughable sentence she’s ever said.

Lena?

A model?

Ha!

“Oh! Yes, I’m familiar with Sam. I’m Nia!” Nia stands to offer her a handshake and despite the nerves starting to creep into her chest, Lena takes it with all the poise of an heiress.

“Hi, Nia. Lena. Sam said that the class is in Studio C and that I should tell the instructor she sent me?”

“Yes, alright, let me lead you to the studio and I can explain the situation to the instructor.”

Nia circles around the desk to lead her down the entrance to the left and Lena follows with a soft, “Thank you so much.”

Lena folds her hands behind her back to keep them from twisting, a habit Lillian is still trying to fix. Instead, Lena focuses on the way the studio is laid out, channeling her nerves into taking stock of her surroundings. The hallways are as white and nondescript as the front room, but Lena takes note of the two photography studios and a sculpting studio that they pass before stopping at a nondescript glass door at the end of the hall.

Nia enters first and holds the door open for her to follow. When she enters, the first thing Lena notices is that while the room remains white, paintings and drawings and posters litter two free walls from floor to ceiling. One wall is covered with shelving, closets, cabinets, and a dressing room, neatly labeled with big, printed stickers, while a huge panel of windows cover the wall opposite the door. A small, raised platform stands in the middle of the room, far enough from the door to be difficult to see immediately but right in the middle of the well-lit room.

Seven easels circle the platform with three of the wooden chairs accompanying each easel already occupied by an artist setting up their sketchpad and materials. An eighth easel stands in the far left corner of the room, farthest from the windows and door, and has a tall, tan goddess standing next to it who seems occupied with organizing her own materials.

Lena is frozen at the sight of the woman, but Nia walks straight towards the Adonis of a blonde, exchanging a hushed conversation that includes a few glances her way that Lena uses as an excuse to politely take a look at the woman she assumes she’s working with.

The maybe-instructor is taller than her, looking down at Nia with a furrow between her blonde brows and an adorable tilt to her head. She wears cute, blocky glasses that frame eyes that, without even seeing them, Lena knows are gorgeous. Plump pink lips are twisted into a frown as the woman nods at whatever Nia is telling her. She’s dressed in a comfy-looking plaid button up, the sleeves rolled up tightly on her forearms and her biceps obviously straining under the cotton. Before Lena’s gaze can fall any lower, though, Nia and the maybe-instructor start walking her way and Lena’s breath catches as she finally gets a good look at the woman’s face.

Bright blue eyes crinkle adorably at the corners as a tan nose wrinkles over a welcoming grin. Lena is pretty sure the woman’s smile can stop wars. It was art in itself.

“Hi!” The woman of Lena’s dreams greets with an outstretched hand as they come to a stop in front of her. “Nia told me that you’re subbing in for Sam and I’m really thankful for the assist! I’m Kara, Kara Danvers.”

By some miracle, Lena’s brain manages to react before she can even fully process what’s happening. Her hand slipping into a warm, calloused one as she replies, “Lena. I’m happy to be here.”

“And we’re glad to have you!” Kara beams, her smile somehow brightening even more. “Follow me and I’ll show you what you’ll be doing for today’s class.”

Like a moth to a flame, Lena followed Kara through the studio, barely remembering to thank Nia for the guidance as Kara starts talking a mile a minute.

“So today’s class is an intermediate drawing class, so everyone’s used to working with a model already. We normally start every model-work class with quick line sketching before you have to do the whole sitting still for an hour thing.” Just when Lena thinks Kara’s finished her explanation, her eyes widen and she keeps going. “Oh! Did Sam tell you you’d have to be sitting still for this? It can feel kind of awkward and cramp-y at first but if you need any breaks you can just signal me and I can give you a minute or two to stretch but—”

“Kara.” Lena lays a hand on the art instructor’s strong, broad shoulder, realizing that if she continued to keep quiet then Kara will never stop. “I get it, it’s fine. And I’ve modeled before, kind of.”

Luthor Corp promotionals and Lillian’s constant need to showcase the perfect family image definitely counts as modeling in Lena’s book.

“Oh! Really? That’s so cool!” Kara seems to breathe a little easier at her touch. “Are you, like, a professional model or something?”

Lena laughs, flattered but also mystified. She knew she had some looks, as many of the wealthy creeps and paparazzi liked to remind her, but she was far from model material. Lillian made sure to remind her of that every time she was pictured out in public.

Still, the fact that Kara thinks so is sweet.

“No, I’m definitely not model material,” Lena shakes her head, smile wry and shoulders tight. “I’m a med student.”

Kara hums, lips pursed thoughtfully. “Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t be all that fair if you were a model. You’d be too perfect. Beauty and brains? Definitely cheating.”

Heat blooms from Lena’s neck to her cheeks, Kara’s smile widening as blue eyes seem to trace every touch of pink on her face. Hoping to pull the attention away from her flaming cheeks, Lena ducks her head and asks, “So, what do I need to do first?”

The question seems to snap Kara back into work mode, because then, Lena’s being shown the different kinds of poses most class models go for before being offered a floor pillow or a chair to model on. Lena chooses the chair and only has enough time to thank Kara for carrying it to the platform before the class begins.

Introductions are made briefly at the start as Lena’s the only new person amongst the group, and then the actual class and modeling starts. Lena builds a rhythm with the warm up sketches, getting comfortable with quick poses and holding them for a minute before moving on to the next. The room is filled with the sound of pencil scratching paper and Lena feels the most relaxed she’s been in years.

There’s something freeing about being a small class model. She isn’t striking any kind of dramatic pose and yet every movement is art. Every slouch of her shoulders and stretch of her leg is something these people can turn beautiful.

(It also helps that Kara praises her after every pose, a warmth Lena refuses to name surrounding her from the inside out.)

A few minutes later, Kara moves to stand next to Lena on the platform with her sketchpad in hand and starts the actual drawing lessons. Lena finds herself captivated with the way Kara speaks, passionate and excited and bright. She watches sure, strong hands wave in every direction, blue eyes widening and narrowing with every explanation and example Kara gives. Eventually, Kara returns to her easel and calls for everyone to start drawing in detail, and Lena manages to fall into a pose sitting comfortably in the direction of the instructor herself.

She uses the position to give her an excuse to look Kara’s way. Watches blonde brows furrowing as Kara stares at her own sketchpad with a slight pout to her pink lips. Steady fingers make varying strokes on the paper as a slender wrist twists this way and that. It’s only a couple minutes later that Lena notices the constant rhythm of Kara’s pencil strokes suddenly still. Green eyes move from long fingers to broad shoulders to tilted lips and then sparkling blues.

Busted.

Kara seems amused at catching Lena staring, even a little pleased if Lena were to believe her imagination. But Lena was never much of a believer, so she put on her Luthor mask and pushed back her embarrassment at being caught, raising a challenging brow instead.

Kara only responds with a smug smile before diving back into her own drawing.

Lena lets out a shaky breath as the attention (or Kara’s attention, at least) shifts. She tries to return to her previous position and attempts to focus on the art scattering the wall.

She fails.

Green eyes unintentionally stray towards bright blue eyes and perfect blonde hair, and then the cycle repeats.

Lena stares.

She gets caught.

Kara smiles.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Fall.

By the time Kara finally calls for everyone to show their drawings, Lena almost feels as if they were flirting.

But why would a walking goddess flirt with her?

“Alright, class!” Kara claps her hands as Lena leans against one of the art-covered walls, finally free from sitting in the middle of the room. “Great work today! I can see that you’re all getting faster and some of you are even developing your own art styles. Keep practicing and I’ll see you all next week!”

The students all leave, none seemingly interested in staying behind for a chat but all giving Kara and Lena a quick glance as they leave.

(So maybe she threw subtle out the window after Kara caught her staring the first time. Sue her.)

Once the last student makes their way out, Kara steps off the platform and makes her way over, smile tilted on her pretty, pink lips.

“You stayed,” Kara’s voice is soft, breathy.

“Well,” Lena smiles, feels her chest warming at the way Kara says it. “I-” was hoping to ask you out. I think you’re super hot; here’s my number. I am so gay. All excellent and accurate choices, really, and yet the words that come out of Lena’s mouth are: “I wasn’t sure if you paid Sam after every class or every month.”

Kara’s eyes widen before a sheepish smile replaces it and suddenly Lena feels like she’s fucked up. “Oh, I almost forgot. I mean, I didn’t! I never forget to pay Sam. Fair pay! Y’know? Um, just, sorry, the modeling payment’s usually with Nia or J’onn.”

Lena feels the warmth start to fade as Kara takes a noticeable step back. Oh. Fuck.

“Wait!” Lena winces at the volume of her own voice but lets out a breath as she watches Kara freeze. “Sorry, I meant, um, I don’t need the payment right now. Or ever, really.”

Kara’s brows furrow as Lena tries to sort through her thoughts. “Well that doesn’t sound fair, Lena. We make it a practice to pay everyone who works for us. I’m pretty sure it’s both unethical and illegal to not pay your employees and when you model for us, you’re technically like a freelance employee. So we’ll obviously pay you for your time.”

“Kara?” Lena rushes in the second Kara pauses for a breath.

“Yeah?”

“I understand the legal requirements and all, but I did this as a favor for a friend, so what I meant was that you can keep the payment and give it to Sam, instead.” Lena smiles, aiming for reassuring. “I don’t need the money, and, honestly, the payment thing wasn’t what I really wanted to say.”

Kara sucks in a breath at the admission, blue eyes wide as a hopeful look crosses her face. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Lena sucks in a breath, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet as she tries to pluck any semblance of courage to ask a ridiculously gorgeous girl out.

“I really liked your lesson,” Lena starts, far from what she was hoping to say but a start nonetheless.

“Thanks,” Kara smiles, earnest but a little confused. “You did great for a non-professional model.”

Lena chuckles in reply, smile crooked as she tries to bite it down. “Thanks. I had some high expectations to meet.”

“Well, consider them met.”

And Kara’s so sincere, so cute as she stuffs her pencil-smudged hands into her pockets, that Lena decides, fuck it. What does she have to lose? She can ask Kara out and get a date or simply avoid the woman for the rest of her life. Easy.

“Kara,” Lena lets out a breath, green eyes glued to the paint splatter stuck on Kara’s faded sneakers. “I was wondering if you’d like to have coffee some time.”

The words on a date are stuck in her throat, but Lena considers it a big enough win that she asked at all. So she waits, lungs frozen and heart drumming in her chest for a rejection she expects and a miracle she hopes for. She’s focusing on keeping her breathing steady when a warm hand envelopes hers. Slowly, she looks up to find Kara beaming, a smile brighter than every single smile Kara’s given her today combined, blonde waves bouncing up and down excitedly.

“I’d love to have coffee with you some time.” Lena feels Kara’s hand squeeze hers gently before blue eyes crinkle further as Kara’s smile widens impossibly brighter. “But only on one condition.”

“Anything.” Lena says. Everything, she thinks.

Kara leans in closer, close enough that Lena can tell each shade of blue in her eyes. “Can coffee be a date?”

And Lena laughs, because yes. Yes. “I’d love nothing more.”

#cw supergirl #supercorp #kara danvers #lena luthor #supercorp fic #my writing #the prompt was for a student doctor to meet the 'love of their life' in an art studio for the test and my brain went 'that's supercorp'#it's ass o clock in the morning here and i have work in a couple hours so i'll edit later this evening if i finish work early hahahaha #idk how i feel about this the flow doesn't seem smooth to me but! easily fixable for a more coherent brain so #enjoy!!#UPDATE: edited!#queer bread writes

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Matchups, Round One!

Botsun | beta Alice Yabusame (Your Turn to Die)

playable Zelda (The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword) | Vah Manta (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild)

life indicator rune | early concepts (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild)

Termina Ganondorf (The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask) | Unicorn Fountain (The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time)

cut dungeons (The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker) | The Legend of Zelda: Mystical Seed of Courage

Yosuke Hanamura romance route (Persona 4) | devil Joker boss fight (Persona 2)

Moonjumper | Timmy (A Hat in Time)

Sand n Sails | Vanessa's manor third floor (A Hat in Time)

distilled emotions (Psychonauts 2) | Li-Po document (Psychonauts)

human woman (Star Fox 2) | Dinosaur Planet (Star Fox Adventures)

Michael Tutori (Wii Music) | fish render (Wii Party)

"like, half the game" (combined with cut levels of Monty Gator Golf) (Five Nights at Freddy's: Security Breach) | coconut.vtf (Team Fortress 2)

F-Stop | Cave Johnson cube (Portal 2)

Czar Dragon (Final Fantasy VI) | musketeer class (Final Fantasy XIV)

room_water_prebird (Undertale) | unused art (Undertale console versions)

twisted sword | everybody weapon (Deltarune)

unused Ralsei battle (Deltarune) | final boss battle backgrounds (Mother 3)

wolf howls | beast boy (Minecraft)

Rana | Steve and Black Steve (Minecraft)

beta Arceus | beta Giratina/Kimairan | ???-type Arceus (Pokémon Diamond/Pearl)

Pokémon Z | Paldean sea and skysphere (Pokémon Scarlet/Violet)

cut beta pokémon (combined with unused baby pokémon) (Pokémon Gold/Silver) | Kotora and Raitora (Pokémon Red/Green and Gold/Silver)

unused trade theme | Mew (Pokémon Red/Green)

Honey the Cat (Sonic the Fighters) | Tiara Boobowski (Sonic Xtreme)

good Cortex (split from Good Cortex and Evil Coco) | evil Coco (Crash Twinsanity)

8 beta colossi (combined with Spider colossus) (Shadow of the Colossus) | "Hot Coffee" minigame (NSFW) (Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas)

backdash | ancient_bench (Hollow Knight)

extended Abyss | Pure Vessel dream nail dialogue (Hollow Knight)

the Aviary | Daylight Prairie invisible boat | early Isle of Dawn (split from the entirety of Sky: Light Awaits) (Sky: Children of the Light)

arms on the player characters (Journey) | Omori keyhole cutscene (OMORI)

original rabbit designs (Splatoon) | octoling backup dancers (Splatoon 2)

Singing Mountain (Chrono Trigger) | multiplayer sabre (Halo: Reach)

Selph/Self | robo NiGHTS (NiGHTS into Dreams)

fur (Wobbledogs) | Ancient Castle Spires (Neopets: The Darkest Faerie)

Dude (Hylics) | FN F2000 (Hot Dogs, Horseshoes, and Hand Grenades)

BomBom (Angry Birds) | Snick the Porcupine (Pizza Tower)

Golden Deer!Ashe (Fire Emblem: Three Houses) | Jagen death scene (Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon and the Blade of Light)

Laura Cruz (Tomb Raider) | Kale quest (Eldin Ring)

Dragon King: The Fighting Game (Super Smash Bros.) | Melee selected animations (Super Smash Bros. Melee)

Meteor Slime (Slime Rancher) | SNES CD-ROM (Super Nintendo Entertainment System)

the original story (Bayonetta 3) | Kid Kirby

Bionis Shoulder (Xenoblade Chronicles) | pitcher plants (The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion)

Phoenix Wright heart eyes | early concept art (Ace Attorney)

cut character models | docks mission (Dreamfall Chapters)

Musa boss battle (Skeleton Boomerang) | the plot (Ace Combat 03: Electrosphere)

Starbeans café crossover cameos (Mario and Luigi: Superstar Saga) | Bottles's Revenge (Banjo-Tooie)

Shipwreck Cove (MySims Kingdom) | MySims Agents 2

Shockwave (Genshin Impact) | doki17.mp3 (Doki-Doki Literature Club)

Satsuki Rin (Touhou Project: Embodiment of Scarlet Devil) | anti-piracy measures (Higurashi: When They Cry)

elh (Luigi's Mansion) | Tramplin' Stu (Super Mario Sunshine)

cats (Super Paper Mario Korean version) | dragonhead flower (Super Mario Galaxy)

#cut content contest #contest info

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What Does Beyoncé Eat? A Breakdown of Her Diet

Beyoncé has curves in all the right places – but logically, her to-die-for figure comes at a price. Queen Bey is known for her strict diets and crazy workout routines to get in shape, but we’ve also seen that she likes to dine out, too.

As firm BeyHives, we wanted to know if the mega star really does carry hot sauce in her bag, if that’s the secret ingredient to her killer bod, and how we can follow her nutritional habits to get in shape (minus those unhealthy crash diets, though).

So, what does Beyoncé eat? If you’re curious, continue reading below to find out all there is to know about Bey’s eating habits.

General Meals

In between and after Beyoncé’s crash diets and vegan stints, she has admitted to eating regularly:

“Now, you know, I still eat meat. It’s all about balance, but absolutely I make better choices…”

Beyoncé’s typical day starts off with breakfast which consists of a veggie smoothie, scrambled egg whites or whole-grain cereal with low-fat milk.

Her lunch and dinner usually include plenty of fish and vegetables, and she avoids red meat and replaces rice and pasta with quinoa. The best-selling female artist has also shared her love for pitta bread and avocado toast on Instagram.

Her favorite salad from Café Gratitude includes ingredients like kale, cucumber, carrots, nori sheets, cilantro basil scallions and toasted almonds – health galore! This is usually topped with tahini, lemon, olive oil, garlic, and sesame oil dressing.

Another crunchy salad fave includes arugula, red quinoa, cantaloupe and slivered almonds, topped with olive oil, apple cider vinegar and maple syrup.

Continue reading at Tell Tales Online.

#beyonce #beyonce film #renaissance #renaissance world tour #renaissance a film by beyonce #bey #queen bey #beyhive #diet

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5+ headcanon if you wouldn't mind: Organic farmer Tissaia (or winery owner) and chef Yen. Loads of food and flirting, and maybe Yen then creates a winning dish inspired by Tissaia and profess her love to her during some kind of interview.

Oh man haven't done one of these in a while. I love surprise prompts xD

I see your chef Yen and raise you...

Yen recently opened a brick and mortar café, and the menu is all about clean, organic eating, etc. Fair trade coffees, responsibly sourced grains, locally-baked breads, local produce and cheese, etc.

(Previously the business was a food truck with a decent following; they were successful enough that Yen decided to take out a loan and give the permanent storefront thing a go. So far it's looking ok?)

Expanding the business means expanding the menu, and that's where Tissaia comes in. They've been doing fruits for smoothies, but not a whole lot of veg. Yen wants sandwiches with fresh, juicy tomatoes. More greens. Salads! Soups! (She makes damn fine corn chowder and broccoli cheese soups, and had been working on a chicken sausage and kale soup recipe, but soup never really made much sense for the food truck. Now she's gonna have soup, dammit, and she needs to source that veg.)

Tissaia does source produce for a couple local establishments, as one of the larger local farmers, but her big thing isn't even her own farm—it's urban farming. She's spearheaded 3 different urban farming initiatives locally, but of course the whole thing doen't get much attention outside of the circle that are already interested in that sort of thing. Regardless, she helps source seeds, fertilizers, etc, and leads up most of the logistics involved in training folks to tend the plots and all that. Soil pH! Etc etc.

When Yen first contacts DeVries Farms, it's via email. Tissaia signs off as T. DeVries, and y'all bitches know exactly where this is headed but I'm taking you there anyway. Yen likes a boots-on-the-ground approach when it comes to knowing where her food is coming from—she's saved up to make a few trips overseas to meet the farmers responsible for her coffee, tea, quinoa... and has definitely met the folks that bake her bread and grow her fruit. T. DeVries is "happy to oblige" when asked for a tour.

T. DeVries is... (Tissaia arches an eyebrow, her hand still caught up in Yennefer's where she's been too caught up in her surprise to release her. "Something wrong?" "What? Oh, shit, no—sorry, just. Wow." "..." "sorry, I think I expected a, uh... very large... man..." "...I get that a lot, actually. Kind of the point.")

(Tissaia learned early that people don't really take women farmers seriously for some reason)

Anyway it's a great working relationship and Yen keeps conveniently deciding to add more recipes with a wide array of produce to the menu, which is a great excuse to call Tissaia (she prefers phone calls really, and Yen doesn't mind at all when her voice sounds like that)

As the cafe gains traction she's interviewed for a local paper and, naturally, talks about the choice to support family farms and fair trade, and thanks all her local suppliers because she's very passionate about supporting local business as well as clean eating in general. She might start prattling on about Tissaia. She might realize it, be embarrassed about it, but not have the wherewithal to stop herself. ("And our newest supplier is DeVries Farms, just outside of town. All the veg you see comes from our there—honestly the best tomatoes I've ever tasted. And Tissaia—uh, the owner, Tissaia DeVries, she a phenomenal person and a joy to work with; actually she's spearheaded two... three?? urban farming campaigns here in the city. If you haven't heard of them you should definitely check them out, because they're great initiatives that really help lower-income families without easy access to produce and healthier options, and her knowledge and expertise has really helped drive these initiatives to success..." [insert more q&a about urban farming, followed by a half joking comment about how fond Yen seems to be of Tissaia; cue nervous laughter])

Anyway after Yen somehow winds up not only giving a huge shoutout to the urban farming campaigns (which brings in a LOT of volunteers and donations and general interest very quickly) but also managing to play it as if the success of her own business rests on Tissaia's shoulders lmao, Tissaia shows up at the café one day and Yen's eyes just about bug out of her head. ("I thought it was time I taste the fruits of my labour, so to speak. And besides, I have a gift for you." "A... gift?" "As thanks. For the positive attention for the urban farms. They tend to fly under the radar, but the truth is they need community support—volunteers to water and weed. Honestly just one or two families deciding to save their vegetable scraps and take them to the farms for composting instead of sending them to the landfill is helpful.") (Idk what the gift is, use your imagination)

Tissaia is... suddenly a fixture at the café. And Yen starts keeping fliers and shit up to advertise the farms, etc. Yen insists that Tissaia eats free. Tissaia insists that she pays. The compromise is that Tissaia winds up tipping the amount she would have paid for her meal. (The staff is happy so Yen keeps insisting that nobody is to ever take Tissaia's money for food or drinks. The staff is happy to comply.)

The elephant in the room of course is that Yen said some pretty gay shit while she was talking Tissaia and her farm up. Neither of them mentions it but Jaskier and Triss ("the staff") ship it REAL hard and make no secret of it.

The day Yen can't stand it anymore and just plants one right on Tissaia’s mouth in the back corner of the dining area, Jaskier deadass pelts them with a handful of carrot ends and yells at them to "get a room". Yen: "Oy! You're meant to be saving those for broth, not target practice!"

#tissaia de vries #yennefer #yennefer of vengerberg #the witcher #netflix the witcher #arwen writes #au headcanon meme #askbox activate!#askbox memes #arashimaru

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was sitting outside a café earlier today and there were two girls next to me and one of them was talking about her vegetable garden and. you guys. she brought her friend KALE FROM HER OWN GARDEN!!! they are really out here living the dream i'm so so so jealous imagine meeting your friend for coffee and they just go "i have something for you :)" and proceed to whip out a whole head of kale!! i would die of joy

#kale #love #friendship #my heart is melting i want what they have

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🐺Chapter 11: Looking for Something New, Old and Charming (Part 1)🦝

(The next day is going to be the next adventure from a calm shopping to a wildest chase with a certain raccoon.

Just wanted to say that I’ve been dying to write this chapter because I have a secret that I’m willing to show y’all.)

⏰ 10th of July 2022, 09:09am ⏰

🌎 Starbucks Café, Los Angeles 🌎

This morning, the Bad Guys and the Panda Squad went to Starbucks for something to eat so they would have the energy to do some shopping as the girls wished. The café they went, it’s got everything they want;

1. Wolf got caffè mocha, spinach/feta/egg white wrap and blueberry scone

2. Snake got caffè americano and kale/mushroom egg bites

3. Tarantula got cappuccino and egg white/roasted red pepper egg bites

4. Shark got royal English breakfast tea, melted cheese/chive egg omelette and glazed doughnut

5. Piranha got royal English breakfast tea latte, crack black pepper/sea salted egg omelette and glazed doughnut

6. Meilin got vanilla crème, bacon/sausage/egg wrap and watermelon

7. Catalina got hot chocolate with a hint of coffee, spinach/feta/egg white wrap, banana and butter croissant

8. Miriam got espresso Frappuccino blended beverage and and bacon/sausage/egg wrap

9. Priya got coffee Frappuccino blended beverage and impossible breakfast sandwich

10. Abby got strawberry crème Frappuccino, turkey bacon/cheddar/egg white sandwich and triple chocolate chip cookie

“Hot chocolate with a hint of coffee?” Meilin asked, as she sipped her vanilla crème.

“It’s a perfect blend for my taste,” Catalina explained.

“And I thought plain coffee with chocolate powder was the only thing,” Snake said as he took a bite into one of kale/mushroom egg bites.

“Well,” Catalina spoke. “Hot chocolate with coffee shots blended perfect as well as what you said.”

“Okay,” Snake shrugged.

“So,” Miriam spoke after 5 seconds later. “What time does Diane want you and Catalina to have a meeting with her?”

“Around about 3 o’clock,” Wolf said while checking on his phone and take a sip on his caffè mocha.

“And what job did you ask for?” Miriam asked before drinking her espresso Frappuccino.

“Me and Snake being secret agents,” Wolf replied as Snake groaned.

“As in super spies?” Abby asked, eating turkey bacon/cheddar/egg white sandwich.

“Yes, but look.” Snake said, “I’m not keen on being a super spies because, well… I don’t do lessons of those lame history or any training to be the best fighter because I’m a snake, and I’m not a weapon guy.”

“Because you’ve got the ability to bite the prey, like small animals for the example,” Priya pointed out as she took a bite on impossible breakfast sandwich. “To hold onto their victim while they quickly wraps their bodies and tightly coils around the prey. Each time the victim exhales a breath, the snake tightens and preventing the animal from inhaling more air. Without an air supply, the prey rapidly becomes unconscious and usually dies.“

“Exactly!” Snake said. “But mostly, I eat guinea pig alive.”

“Hmm,” Priya smirked. “Nice.”

The Panda Squad laughed followed by the Bad Guys, then Wolf raised his drink. “Well,” Wolf spoke. “Let’s hope that will make a great adventure until Mei’s mother come and spoil everything.” The Bad Guys and the Panda Squad cheers and clanked their drinks together and promised that it would be the best adventure ever.

🐺🐍🕷🦈🐟

Meilin got the camera and began to film it so everyone would see the good time after this, the girls were stealing the spotlight a little until the Bad Guys joined in.

The two groups were now at the shopping mall just to look around and maybe to find something for them. They went to charity shops, bookstores, clothe stores, sweet shops and many more. They had a great time together…

Catalina and Wolf were reading books about all around the world, wolves meaning, stargazing, and stories about myths and legends.

Meilin and Snake were looking at the windows of women in colourful dresses as well as men in fancy suits. Meilin was looking for something to apologise to her mother which would be something old and new at the same time with the help of Snake who knew exactly what the perfect gift would be.

Priya and Tarantula were at the jewellery store just to look at the gold chains with pendant of bat-shaped diamond and sliver charm bracelet of different kinds of Halloween style that goths would wear whatever they want.

Miriam and Shark were at the food store to get more push pops, nachos and many more for the whole team in case they might run out of them.

Abby and Piranha were at the art and craft store just to buy bits and bobs for everyone to enjoy some fun activities and learn the history of arts.

While Wolf was filming the girls dancing to one of the song from the 4*Town, Shark and Piranha seemed to enjoy that song before deciding to join in with their rapping moves as their fins were wagging to the rhythm.

🐺🐍🕷🦈🐟

“It’s nearly 1 o’clock, guys.” Wolf said as the others were having lunch. “Where’s Abby and Piranha?”

“They’re properly at the mall still,” Priya said while looking at her phone. “Trying to find the perfect meal for them.”

“But you do know that we’ve got food here,” Meilin said.

Tarantula rolled her eyes, “The mall is so big that you can easily get lost with someone so small.” She spoke while be on Priya’s shoulder.

“And I did told Abby to not talk to strangers if they’re coming up to her,” Miriam replied.

“But she can fight, right?” Shark asked.

“Just kids in her size,” Priya said.

“Uh,” Snake spoke. “Have we forgot all about her got my butt kicked?”

As the others started talking, Wolf caught something blue that was turned out to be person outside of the bank after a fail robbery from other thieves… and as curious as he was, he wanted to check it out.

Snake noticed this and goes to Tarantula. “Webs, go to Wolf while me and the others go to find Abby and Piranha.”

“On it,” Tarantula said before jumping off of Priya’s shoulder and goes to Wolf.

Catalina was about to go until Snake stopped her. “You’re coming with us, Cat.”

“But I want to check if Wolf’s okay.” Catalina said.

“He’ll be fine,” Shark said before picking her up. “Webs got this.”

🐺🐍🕷🦈🐟

Wolf, with Tarantula on shoulder, followed that mysterious person until they reached corner in back alley hearing talking to himself. “These goons seemed to be tougher than I thought they would be…” Wolf and Tarantula peek behind the wall, then realised that the person was talking through his communicator with someone else in his ears. “Bentley, don’t you think you and Murray can come to lend me a hand once you get the van repaired?”

Wolf was curious to know who was that person until he turned around, “Okay. I’ll wait for our rendezvous,” revealing himself as male raccoon with a brown stick and a golden C-shaped hook on top.

Wolf was a little mesmerised by the good-looking raccoon. He was wearing grey pants, red bag around his leg, dark blue boots, gloves, cap and a shirt along with a red backpack and black eye-mask. His fur was grey-ish with very grey-ish blue like any raccoons would with but with milk chocolate brown eyes to add up such charming looks. Wolf eyes suddenly sparkles in light blue, pink and purple the more he stared at the raccoon and he barely noticed his cheeks were blushing as well and his heart beating…

Just then Tarantula snapped him out, “Wolfie?” She asked before pointing out his tail was wagging, “Your tail.” He sees this and quickly grabbed it as he and Webs hide behind wall again to not get caught. Wolf fur was fuzzy up and he smiled a little. “You okay, bro?” Tarantula asked, not knowing that she was smirking at Wolf’s reaction to see the raccoon.

“I’m good, yeah…” Wolf said before shaking his head, thinking that coast was clear he check again. Only much to his shock to find that the raccoon is gone. But how? This was the dead end and they haven't seen any way out. Wolf then noticed something glistening on ground. He was going to pick it up then he suddenly saw something that made him stop his track.

It was some sort of medal of the wolf-shaped as well as the paw-print that got wolf clawed across the middle while there were a star, a moon and a sun with three teardrops. They were all gold and bronze in red and orange colours with shows so sparkling and shimmering when the sun shines on it.

“What is it?” Tarantula asked as she noticed something was shining through Wolf’s hands.

“It looks like some old brooch…” Wolf said while staring at it while looking around of it. “Or medalion?”

“It does look pretty old, but felt new when the sun hits it...” Tarantula paused when she noticed the look on Wolf’s face. Something wrong, Wolfie?”

“I don't know,” Wolf said. “I got this strange feeling that I've seen this before.”

They turn around to leave only to get startled as they're stopped by the same raccoon. “I knew someone has been following me.” The raccoon said while spinning his cane. “Though I didn't expect a wolf and spider. Well, at least not the ones I know.”

Before they could explain themselves, the raccoon snatched the brooch with his cane to drop in his hand.

“What the…” Wolf was speechless, then snapped. “Hey!”

“I'll take this, thank you.” The raccoon said while smirking.

“That doesn't belong to you.” Wolf protested.

“Neither does to you.” The raccoon pointed out.

“Oh, come on!” Tarantula hand-smack her face. “It's not like we're stealing it!”

The raccoon shrugged. “Sorry, guys.” He spoke while putting the brooch into his pocket, “But I kinda need it. Trust me.” He was ready to leave, not noticing Wolf’s mischievous look and unlike Tarantula who was looking rather nervous. In a second, Wolf outran raccoon only to snatch his blue cap as he waved it around in front of him as some juicy steak. The raccoon wasn't amused as he crossed his arms. “Real mature. Now, give me back my hat.”

Wolf only smirked. Bingo, he thought. Now we’ve got in common.

“Wolf,” Tarantula whispered nervously. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, you want this?” Wolf asked before putting the hat on his head, “Then you have to catch me first.” And then he made a run for it.

The raccoon closed eyes before mumbling to himself in frustration. “I don't have time for this,” but then he smirked looking at direction where Wolf and Tarantula went. “Then again, few minutes won't hurt.”

While Wolf was running through the streets with the raccoon chasing him and Tarantula clinging onto his shoulder, the others were still looking at Abby and Piranha in the mall like some sort of big hide-and-seek and tag-you’re-it games for everyone here in this opening world they’re living together.

Wolf went up to the roof which got Tarantula annoying, “Wolf!” She yelled, “Are you crazy?

“Don’t worry,” Wolf said before he managed to catch his breath and to a leap of running once the raccoon tried to catch him up. “I’ve got this, everything is under control.”

Tarantula really needed to contact the others on what’s going on only when she still hold onto Wolf's arm, she didn’t wanting to fall off.

🐺🐍🕷🦈🐟

The others had been searching for Abby and Piranha in the mall for a while until they found them singing karaoke while eating burritos. Meilin, Miriam, Priya, Shark and Snake just collapsed in relief and annoyance but Catalina just stood there smiling that those two were okay.

“Should we find Wolf and Tarantula now?” Catalina asked Snake who nodded with his tail turned into a thumbs up. “We’ll wait ‘till you guys takes some breath first.” She chuckled.

🐺🐍🕷🦈🐟

The chase continued until Wolf was be able to catch a when a cane been pulled him into another shady alley. Wolf realised that cane belonged to the raccoon who stood in front of him as he pulled him closer. Wolf blushed slightly, but be able to control himself while looked a bit scared.

The raccoon only grabbed his hat, "I'll take this, thank you." He spoke. Wolf pulled himself away, keeping distance to composure himself. “Next time, don't mess with the Master of Thieves.” The raccoon added while smirking before putting his hat on his head.

“Sure, you're the Master of Thieves," Wolf said but then he smirked. "But I have the trinket." He raised his hand to reveal that he have the brooch in his hand.

The raccoon's eyes widened, quickly checking his pockets only to found it really wasn't there.

Tarantula only smirked knowingly, “Heh. An old bait and switch. Classic. People really should underestimate us.”

The raccoon looked at Wolf amazed. He couldn't believe that he got tricked by him with simple bait and switch. But then he chuckled. “My, my. I'm impressed, no one was able pick-pocket me ever. You got some skills.”

“Thanks,” Wolf said. “You're not bad yourself either, stripes. By the way, I'm Mr Wolf and this little angel voice of reason on my shoulder is Miss Tarantula.”

Tarantula wasn’t amused. “Haha, very funny.”

The raccoon look at them in surprise, “Wait. Your actual names are Wolf and Tarantula?

Wolf and Webs exchanged looks as they realized what he meant. “Well…” Wolf spoke first, “Not exactly, but… uh…”

“Hey,” the raccoon said as he realised his mistake. “It’s alright, I just kinda find it unusual. Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude.”

“It’s find,” Wolf said. “So, what’s your name?”

“Oh, right.” The raccoon said, “The name’s Sly. Sly Cooper.”

“Sly?” Wolf asked as his eyes suddenly sparkles, “Heh. Really? And you're saying our names are unusual?”

Sly Cooper couldn’t help but laughed at that irony, “Okay. Fair enough, you got me there.” Then his expression changed, “But seriously. Give it back, it’s not safe having it.”

Wolf and Tarantula were confused as they look at the brooch, then back at Sly. “Why?” Both of them asked.

Suddenly Sly pinned Wolf along with Tanrantula still on his shoulder on wall, while making himself a shield as the gunshot was heard with bullet flying around them. “That's why.” He explained.

Wolf was blushing after noticing their positions, but then stopped after the three heard a shout from other thieves. This was suppose to be a bait to lure other thieves who escaped from the bank and Wolf with Tarantula accidentally got involved, that's why Sly needed the brooch.

The black rabbit leader thief, Gary, shouted. “Got you now, you filthy rodent!”

Sly Cooper prepared his cane as he stood in battle position, while protecting Wolf and Tarantula behind.

“You better give us that brooch and I promise you that we won’t kill you!” Gary threatening to the raccoon.

Sly Cooper chuckled, “Like I would believe some crooked people. The only thing I give you is nice vacation to jail.”

The dark brown rabbit second-commander thief, Larry, laughed sarcastically. “Ha! Don't play with us or you'll see what are capable of.”

Tarantula then spoke up, “Seriously? All because of that trinket?”

The golden brown rabbit last thief, Barry, snapped. “No one was asking you bug!” Tarantula gave him scary look which frightened him enough to nearly peed his pants.

“You're clearly not smart enough, if you can't tell diference between bug and poisonous spider.” Wolf said to Barry, “And didn't mom teach how to behave in front of lady? Maybe that's why you're low-thief with no girlfriend.”

Tarantula laughed. “Hah, burn!”

“I agree,” Sly Cooper nodded. “That was good one.”

Larry rolled his eyes and scoffed, “We’re not afraid of… you…? He then gasped when he realised that he was now looking at Wolf, his face had gone pale.

Gary noticed his middle brother was staring like he just saw the ghost, “What is it?” He asked.

“That wolf…” Larry said, then he, Gary and Barry stared at Wolf.

Wolf, Tarantula and Sly Cooper looked confused as well as Gary and Barry, they have no idea what Larry was talking about until…

“He has the similar image of Akela Wolfervile!” Larry explained.

The three rabbits gasped before laying their eyes on Wolf who was confused.

“Wolfervile?!” Gary asked, “That's impossible!”

Wolf looked confused and slightly anxiety about this, “Uhhh… who?”

Gary then smirked, “Alright.” He spoke, “Change the plan. Boys, take the brooch and that wolf!”

“Wait, what?!” Wolf gasped in panic.

🐺🐍🕷🦈🐟

Her inner wolf send her nearly off the edge. She could feel something wasn’t right, she can even smell the thought of something way worse; Blood.

“Mr Snake,” Catalina said.

“What?” Snake asked after finally cool down from all that search for Abby and Piranha.

“Something is not right,” Catalina replied. “I think Wolf and Miss Tarantula are in danger.”

Snake, Shark and Piranha looked at her in shock and confused about how she would be sure about this. Miriam, Priya and Abby looked at each other who were a bit confused and kinda scared of what was going to happen to Wolf and Tarantula.

Meilin noticed that Catalina would smell a wolf being in danger from the distance. And Catalina would be in the rampage if someone was going to hurt Wolf…

(Disneyfriend, please forgive me but your ideas are getting bigger from the ideas you give. I’m still waiting for the third one, but please take your time.

Song: You Know What’s Up from 4*Town in Turning Red

Oh, and don’t mess with three rabbits; they may be cute and cuddly, but they are based on the two weasel from kung fu panda the dragon knights; funny but feisty!)

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Kale's Café Episode 1: Opening Our Bakery

Welcome to Kale's Café, I'm so glad you're here! 🍰

In this video we're playing the first 10 days of Lemon Cake, an adorable indie, bakery management game. Bake treats🧁 , restore the bakery🍽️ , grow crops🪴, tend to animals🐤, catch bugs🪲 and run a cat café 🐈🐈‍⬛☕- there's so much to do!

Let's get started and see what we can accomplish together UwU 💖

Important Links

♡ YouTube

♡ Twitter

♡ Twitch

♡ Ko-fi

♡ All My Links

♡ Channel Trailer

♡ Find the game HERE

♡ Find the game dev HERE

My plan with these videos is to focus on the visual and auditory aspects that make games so beautiful and special. ✨I also wanted to use this YouTube channel to provide a space for other ADHD friends, creating content that promotes productivity✏️, co-working💼, body-doubling🤝 and sensory-friendly 🪴 content.

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Retrato Chino, Parte 2 :

Con él trio dorado = Retsu, Kureha y Kosho 💓💓

Una plato, su seria...?

Un fruto, su seria...?

Un vegetal, su seria...?

Una bebida, su seria...?

Un olor, su seria...?

Un numéro, su seria...?

Un sentimiento, su seria...?

Una calidad, su seria...?

Un defecto, su seria...?

Un mal habito, su seria...?

Gracias 💓💓

Retrato chino [Kosho Shinogi, Kureha Shinogi y Retsu Kaioh] 2/4.

Una plato, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera un plato, sería

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera un plato, sería

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fuera un plato, sería

Un fruto, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera una fruta, sería una mandarina porque son dulces y se entretiene al pelarlas.

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera una fruta, sería una nuez porque le van más los frutos secos.

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fuera una fruta, sería un albaricoque porque siempre lo comio en su niñez.

Un vegetal, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera un vegetal, sería una lechuga romana porque siente más inclinación por ella que por la convencional.

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera un vegetal, sería un kale porque son ricos en vitamina A, C y K.

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fuera un vegetal, sería una zanahoria porque le interesan sus propiedades para mejorar la vista.

Una bebida, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera una bebida, sería jugo de naranja porque lo adora en las mañanas.

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera una bebida, sería agua mineral porque es más saludable.

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fuera una bebida, sería una batida de proteinas porque aporta a la musculatura.

Un olor, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera un olor, sería el olor que queda tras la lluvia sobre el pasto porque siempre le ha resultado relajante.

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera un olor, sería el olor a café recién preparado durante la mañana porque es lo que siempre inicia sus días.

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fuera un olor, sería el olor que dulce del té porque siempre ha disfrutado las fragancias suaves.

Un número, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera un número, sería el uno porque es su meta ser el número uno en el karate de corte de cuerdas.

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera un número, sería el siete porque habrá leído por ahí que dicen que es el número que representa la perfección.

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fueran un número, sería el cero porque no tiene principio ni final.

Un sentimiento, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera un sentimiento, sería el orgullo porque es lo que siente al ver hasta donde ha llegado.

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera un sentimiento, sería el orgullo porque es lo que le llena el pecho cuando puede reconocer lo que hace por la gente.

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fuera un sentimiento, sería la serenidad porque es lo que mejor le sienta luego de un duro entrenamiento.

Un mal hábito, su seria…?

Kosho Shinogi.

Si fuera un mal hábito, sería el divagar demasiado en sus pensamientos porque tiende a desconcentrarse a causa de ello.

Kureha Shinogi.

Si fuera un mal hábito, sería el evadir a las personas solo para quedarse en casa porque siempre está cansado y sin ganas de ir a un evento social cuando su cama le espera.

Retsu Kaioh.

Si fuera un mal hábito, sería el estar descalzo porque al menos en América se considera como algo que no se debe hacer.

#retrato chino #baki son of ogre #baki the grappler #baki dou #baki headcanons #retsu kaioh #kureha shinogi #kosho shinogi

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The Sizzling Growth of Plant-Based Meat: A Tasty Journey through the U.S. Market

So, you’ve been hearing about the plant-based meat revolution, huh? Well, grab a virtual fork and let’s dig into the juicy details of the U.S. Plant-Based Meat Market. Spoiler alert: it’s not just for the kale-loving hipsters anymore.

1. Meat-Free Mania — Not Just for Vegans:

The U.S. Plant-Based Meat Market has been sizzling, with a spicy growth rate of 25% CAGR from 2023 to 2030. Who would’ve thought veggies could be this exciting?

2. Beyond Meat and Impossible Dreams:

Move over, beef! Beyond Meat and Impossible Foods are taking center stage, crafting plant-based alternatives that can make even the most devoted carnivores do a double-take.

3. Health Consciousness and the Rise of ‘Meatless Mondays’:

It’s not just about saving the cows; it’s about saving your waistline too. The shift towards plant-based goodies is not just a trend; it’s a lifestyle. Welcome to the era of ‘Meatless Mondays,’ where greens are the new black.

4. End-User Extravaganza: HORECA Takes the Crown:

The Hotel/Restaurant/Café (HORECA) segment is the belle of the plant-based ball, owning a whopping 58.8% share of the U.S. revenue in 2022. Flexitarian diets are making their mark, and the culinary world is adapting with dedicated ‘meat-free’ menus.

5. Storage Wars: Frozen vs. Refrigerated:

In the battle of the freezers, frozen plant-based meat products claim victory with a substantial 58.50% share in 2022. But watch out, refrigerated plant-based meat is gearing up for a sprint with a forecasted CAGR of 24.7% from 2023 to 2030.

For More Information: https://www.skyquestt.com/report/us-plant-based-meat-market

6. Regional Rumble: North America Dominates, Europe Accelerates:

North America is hogging the plant-based spotlight, owning 36.82% of the market in 2022. Meanwhile, Europe is catching up fast, driven by a love for cruelty-free munchies and a solid regulatory framework.

7. Challenges in the Kitchen: Lack of Standardized Terminology:

While we’re all for innovation, the U.S. plant-based meat market faces a culinary conundrum with the lack of standardized terminology. It’s like trying to follow a recipe without measurements — confusing!

8. Competitive Cook-off: Beyond Meat, Impossible Foods, and More:

The kitchen is hot, and the competition is fierce. Beyond Meat, Impossible Foods, and a bunch of other culinary wizards are battling it out, bringing their A-game to the table. Innovation is the secret ingredient here.

9. Trends and Tidbits: Alpha Foods Joins the Collective:

In the plant-based universe, collaboration is key. Alpha Foods is joining a collective of brands, ready to spice up its growth trajectory. It’s like a potluck party where everyone brings a dish to share.

10. SkyQuest Analysis: The Meatless Journey Ahead:

As we peer into the crystal ball of the U.S. Plant-Based Meat Market, it’s clear that health-consciousness is steering the ship. The market is set to beef up from USD 1250 million in 2021 to a whopping USD 9313.23 million by 2030, with a side of 25% growth.

Conclusion:

So, there you have it — a flavorful journey through the U.S. Plant-Based Meat Market. From ‘Meatless Mondays’ to the rise of refrigerated wonders, the plant-based landscape is evolving, one veggie patty at a time. Get ready to embrace the greens because, in this culinary adventure, veggies are the new rockstars!

About Us-

SkyQuest Technology Group is a Global Market Intelligence, Innovation Management & Commercialization organization that connects innovation to new markets, networks & collaborators for achieving Sustainable Development Goals.

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sqinsights · 2 months

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The Sizzling Growth of Plant-Based Meat: A Tasty Journey through the U.S. Market

1. Meat-Free Mania — Not Just for Vegans:

The U.S. Plant-Based Meat Market has been sizzling, with a spicy growth rate of 25% CAGR from 2023 to 2030. Who would’ve thought veggies could be this exciting?

2. Beyond Meat and Impossible Dreams:

Move over, beef! Beyond Meat and Impossible Foods are taking center stage, crafting plant-based alternatives that can make even the most devoted carnivores do a double-take.

3. Health Consciousness and the Rise of ‘Meatless Mondays’:

4. End-User Extravaganza: HORECA Takes the Crown:

5. Storage Wars: Frozen vs. Refrigerated:

For More Information: https://www.skyquestt.com/report/us-plant-based-meat-market

6. Regional Rumble: North America Dominates, Europe Accelerates:

7. Challenges in the Kitchen: Lack of Standardized Terminology:

8. Competitive Cook-off: Beyond Meat, Impossible Foods, and More:

9. Trends and Tidbits: Alpha Foods Joins the Collective:

10. SkyQuest Analysis: The Meatless Journey Ahead:

Conclusion:

About Us-

SkyQuest Technology Consulting Pvt. Ltd.

1 Apache Way,

Westford,

Massachusetts 01886

USA (+1) 617–230–0741

Email- [email protected]

Website: https://www.skyquestt.com

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mamapyjnommer · 3 months

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May

Teriyaki beef pizza with kimchi, MHA collab-café taco bowl dupe, beef ramen, my obsession with fancyass junkissa-style soda floats and cocktail cherries.

MHA café collab creamy chilli shrimp spaghetti, salmon and corn chowder, beef kebabs with tomato salad and feta, first barbecue of the year with Thai chicken, chipolatas and bell peppers.

Cream tea, chicken risotto primavera (asparagus, peas, kale, chives etc).

#food #foodphotography #homecooking #my lunch

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Placement Day 4: Friday 6th October 2023

On my fourth day of Placement, I was meant to be helping out with the “How to be an Art Critic” workshop. Veronica, the new Events Coordinator and Programmer at Verge had emailed me earlier in the week about what time the workshop starts, but I didn’t know what time to arrive to start my day of placement. So, I arrived 30 minutes prior to the Workshop starting, because I arrived 30 minutes prior to the NAVA Workshop starting, on my 1st day of Placement. Though when I arrived at 11.30am, the gallery was already completely set up for the workshop.

Anthia asked me to assist with getting the tea and coffee table set up. She sent me to Laneway Café to get milk for the event, so I took Tesha’s USU Card to get coffee.

After we got the tea and coffee snack table ready, I looked around the gallery. The “USU Creative Awards 2023” opened on Tuesday 3/10/23, and this was my first time seeing the show fully installed and open to the public. As I waited for the Workshop to start, I looked around at the gallery.

I shadowed Richard as he rewired the electrical for the light work on the shelf on Placement Day 3.

I got the projector on this light work up and running on Placement Day 2.

I originally painted this wall of Placement Day 2 and calked the walls and repainted them on Placement Day 3.

I pained these walls on Placement Day 2.

Just before the Workshop started the facilitators of the How to be an Art Critic panel came into the gallery to prepare. It was so nice to see them both. Simon Harris who is USU’s Pulp Magazine editor was one of them, and they were in my Bachelor of Visual Arts Undergraduate course in 2021. It was really nice catching up with them and hearing what they’ve been up to because I haven’t seen them since before the 2021 lockdown. Simon is doing some really cool and professional stuff as the editor of Pulp Magazine. The other facilitator of the workshop’s panel was Nick Croggon from the University of Sydney’s Power Institute. I worked with him last year at a collaborative writing workshop he (and the Power Institute) facilitated with Honi Soit. The workshop was called “Art In Place: Spine”. The participants in this workshop had to respond to D Harding’s Spine series that is displayed on the University of Sydney’s Camperdown campus. It was such a special workshop for me and my practice, because it was the last time, I got to work with one of my mentors at the University of Sydney, Dr. Stephen Gilchrist, before he left Sydney. Anyway, Nick and I caught up and I heard what he has been up to recently. We also spoke about his baby who is now no longer a newborn (they grow up so fast).

https://honisoit.com/2022/08/art-in-place-1-students-respond-to-d-hardings-spine/

The “How to Write about Art” Workshop/ panel consisted of Arts writers and workers Neha Kale, Mariam Arcilla and Toni Ross. The Workshop was absolutely fantastic and drew a lot of people.

Here are some notes I took during the panel, when they were asked how they write about art in a review context: TONI ROSS:

how do you enter a space writing for art

is it a group show is it a solo show

political art

how much i know about it and if i don’t know enough about political sphere

work facts measurements type of work

i look v closest at the material dimension the media all the aesthetically dimensions

experiencing art is sensory and conceptual

material details

NEHA KALE:

wander around

want to know if the works are making feel something

not purely intellectual

what’s it trying to say or provoke

is it meeting the parameters around

reading context around

i don’t know if i understand ur

important thing is having something to say

if u have nothing to say it’s not critical writing

MARIAM ARCILLA:

multiple visits. different day time etc

how would this work captivate me if i was someone else

not me to write universally

how does it have a conversation w the public

go into the works world: research w Tv movies etc pop media

Random notes:

completion for visibility

there’s fewer ppl waiting about it in AUS

as an artist if ur art speaks for ur self don’t comment ?

After the panel I waited to assist with the after-panel pack/ clean up.

During this time I spoke to Veronica, who is Verge’s newest team member. I didn’t know this, but she is in her 4th week at Verge and took over Morgan Hogg’s role as Events Programmer and Coordinator. Prior to working at Verge she was a Creative Producer at Utp in Bankstown, for 3 years. Veronica has a Bachelor's degree in Art Theory and Theatre & Performance, which she had to pay for out of pocket when she first started because she was an international student.

As people cleared out, we began to pack up. I had to leave at 2.30pm because I had a doctors appointment, so I didn’t really get any photographs because Anthia, Veronica and myself were rushing so I could get out of there in time. They are honestly so sweet and so kind for this. I was really stressed out because I had to go to the doctors before the weekend to fill my prescription and they were hustling to help me. I am so glad I got a chance to undertake my placement at Verge Gallery, it is such a nuturing and relaxed professional gallery and team. This only photo I did get:

To clean up we had to:

Pack up stools attendees sat on

Wires and tape

Speakers

Sound boards

Snack table and any rubbish

As well as return the chairs the panellists sat on (Image Above)

Anthia and I returned the chairs to the top floor of the Wentworth Building. I got an opportunity to speak to Anthia about what she does at Verge. Anthia studied a Bachelor of Arts in Art History, Criticism and Conservation, which she finished last year. She started at Verge in her first year of university as a volunteer. Eventually becoming a casual employee at Verge. In the past year she has been promoted to Art Collection and Curatorial Assistant, which she does full time.

When we got back to Verge, I assisted Anthia with packing away the wires and electronics into Verge’s storeroom.

Before I left I confirmed with Tesha what time I should be at Verge on my 5th and final day of Placement, which will be Thursday 19/10/23, the awards night of the "USU Creative Awards 2023".

#Placement #Day 4 #Placement Day 4 #Verge

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