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mapsontheweb · 5 months
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Traditional Alcohol belts Europe
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wilde-is-the-wind · 11 months
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So, apparently in my town there is currently some kind of celebratory event happening right now commemorating people who have a doctorate in the medical field. What is important to note is that I live in Finland and when a person gets a doctorate in Finland, no matter the field, they also get a cool top hat and an even cooler sword. This means that there are currently about 150 people wandering around my hometown looking something like this:
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What I am getting out of this is that in my close proximity the change of the occurrence of an epic sword fight has just drastically gone up. The probability might be miniscule, but it's a tiny glimmer of awesomeness that shall nurture my sense of wonder today.
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rustbeltjessie · 5 months
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November 30: I hung up the art piece I’d made and rearranged one of my altars in honor of Shane. Also, I drank a Guinness and had a shot of Jameson—I had a bottle of Jameson with about two shots left in it that I’d been saving for ages, it seemed the appropriate night to drink it. I left the other shot in the bottle (for Shane, and for some of my own dear departed).
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ashtrayfloors · 6 months
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Ode to Milwaukee
I want nothing but the empty street
and the wind between buildings, high rise lofts
& cattle lines of twee women at the doorway
to that club down on third street
that everybody hates but they still make enough money to keep
their doors open for a while, it looked bleak for all of us.
I want to go back to the Sydney HIH building
or the razed tanneries that flanked the river.
I want to eat at the closed restaurants my grandparents loved
before steakhouses grew windows in their secret dining rooms.
I want to be blue in a red state and be red with anger
at the dismal array of segregated neighborhoods, blunt racism that
nobody talks enough about, the city feels its weight,
while the people wait quietly for something to change and know—
to have hope is to have lost.
I want to know everything and fear nothing
in the gathering place, by the water, watching ships come in,
busses ship out, train tracks barren outside of Walker's Point,
take a dining car from tavern to tavern, or out of town—
the beginning and the end of the rust belt
is here.
—Sam Pekarske, from Return to the Gathering Place of the Waters (Vegetarian Alcoholic Press, 2017)
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velen-abera · 6 months
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Rain world ostober (late) day 11! Five pebbles, in a fancy robe, around him a royal purple. Finaly had some time to finish him. Ost: Random Gods
Tumblr ate the quality on the close up so have it uncroped below (also, prompts)
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Oh ok, tumblr ate the quality on this one too, great.
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oatbugs · 7 months
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shaking of leaves by into it over it is genuinely one of the top songs of all time
#the sun is setting later which is a shock because i was too bruised up to celebrate the winter solstice this year#i got lasik surgery just to start a staring contest with the sun. two of my names mispronounced in a row by the butchers. i can still see#arithmetic as construction in space and geometry as construction in time. follow two parallel lines until they meet.#piazza stairs in the sun drinking aloe lychee juice watching young and beautiful people talk about money. notice the small fine lines#forming at the corners of their lips between their brows the sides of their eyes. what is representable for you is necessarily what there#is. subjective necessity transfer to objective necessity. why is this compelling? why are you compelling? would you like to kiss#by the river? would you like to walk 30 minutes to broadway so we can kiss by the river? ar 3³#ive learned a lot about turner's watercolours but i havent said enough about the ways neurons dance together. about the way all of it is a#process without emotion and how that makes it beautiful. chipped nailpolish on his nails and dark circles under his eyes and a smile that#says i have learned to study the nature of the mind and how intuitions form reality and i no longer want to die. instead of taking#that horrible fall he reads kant to himself and he reads her to sleep and he reads my horrible jokes.#dont think like a psychologist and dont write like a philosopher. dont do maths like a physicist.#ironically read the science of logic. ironically a caffeine adict. ironically drink steriliser for its 74% alcohol solution.#ironically a 1:1 student. there are birds hanging in the archives. orions belt over the red glow of a very normal house.#each time i walk home the stars are brighter. i hope you are brighter too. i hope i am brighter too. i am going to win#that staring contest with the sun.#[i drafted this post on jan30 and forgot abt it]
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swallowedabug · 1 year
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MAYKO NGUYEN Hudson & Rex 5.09 (2022)
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catboymitosis · 7 months
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getting drunk to go food shopping but i just want to stay home and auto erotic asphyxiate myself life is so unfair
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wickedhawtwexler · 3 months
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my coworkers said they'd take me out for karaoke for my birthday and i've decided i will indeed be making them sit through at least a few Old Songs. my drunken performance of the warrior by patty smyth will be my gift to them actually
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dyed-indigo · 4 months
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can't stop thinking about the sushi i'm gonna have for dinner tomorrow for my birthday i am so psyched
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vremyajatvi · 8 months
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A very important work for me, woven with tears.
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Farewell, my friends.
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Do you ever just want a midnight snack so you venture into your kitchen like indian jones would be balls deep in a temple but you dont find any snacks to satisfy your cravings so you go back into your room empty handed. Only to find when you sit down into your bed you head a crunch and its a three week old almost empty water bottle. But gawd daym thats the best damn water youll have ever damn tasted damnit
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the-kipsabian · 1 year
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OKAY. SO YEAH. BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR UH, QUITE SOME TIME. PLS STOP ME IF I GO OFF THE RAILS THOUGH LOL
i guess i kinda went over it in my last fic, but i think when it comes to the belt and its curse, it's not gonna leave easy. like, no. not happening. losing isn't a "get out of being cursed free" card. it gave them fame, power, prestige. it tried to eliminate every possible distraction to ensure complete focus on retaining the title. if someone were to lose the title, there has to be repercussions.
so when one loses the title, i think at first, they need to appear okay. like back to normal, everything's fine, the belt's gone and they lower their guard enough to think that they can finally move on from this nightmare. but then after that false sense of freedom, that's when the real effects kick in. like the hallucinations, which i've been tying to their fears and reasons for wanting the belt. so like for oc, wanting to be taken seriously, afraid that maybe he just got lucky in his career and he is more of a joke, the orange punch failing him because of his arm injury etc. for kip, i know he's talked about that injury and other health issues being a dark time in his life, so incorporating this fear of never really recovering and wasting away, being outcasted for his "weirdness" in the company, wanting validation for his efforts in overcoming all of that.
and of course the more graphic ones where these events are perceived by oc and kip as someone else doing something to them, whether it's enemies, friends, or even themselves or something not even of this world. but from an outsider's perspective, it always looks like they're doing it to themselves (and i tried to be clear on this in my fic but they don't actually want to hurt themselves or anyone else. it's the damn curse of the belt doing this because if you're gonna lose it, it is going to make you suffer for as long as it can, even if that means destroying friendships/relationships).
and then the senses thing. i like to think that the belt sort of dulls things while holding it to make it easier to focus or fight through the pain, so without it, it just turns everything up to 11. sight, sound, smell, taste, touch, everything. it all just goes through the roof and makes even the buzzing of lights sound like a fireworks show. it was probably already enough of an adjustment to go back to normal those first few weeks, but it only gets worse instead of better.
i like to think after they acknowledge that this was the belt's doing and they're not crazy or sick or anything, the hallucinations die down as the message got through, but everything else just comes and goes and it's a matter of adapting to it. like kip says, time doesn't heal you. it changes you. and it's going to change them with how they interact with people, how they interact with each other now knowing what happened to them and that no one else gets it, getting back in the ring and whether they accept opportunities to go after gold again or not (like, could you imagine oc and the best friends getting a chance at the trios titles and oc being the only one hesitant because god. what could those belts do to him or his friends? life isn't the same anymore). it's just a journey to learn how to cope at this point. it's not going away. that belt will forever be around haunting them in one way or another, but they learn to live with it together, helping each other out to keep living as much as they can.
... yeah, this was really unhinged. i'm sorry lol
IM SO LATE TO THIS (and right now probably not in the best condition to reply to this but i finally remembered it existed cause theres so many things in my inbox OH GOD) BUT
first of all. absolutely yes to the normal period after losing the title before the real repercussions, cause ive been thinking about that too. there needs to be a false sense of normalcy for a while, as if its because the belt is gone - the adjust period, but its more or less framed under the sense of them just not being a champion anymore, and not actually the true meaning of losing the belt, which is being free from the curse and corruption. i really love the added layer of it directly targeting the corrupteds fears tho (especially through ones self, seeing the one doing the damage being someone they love), that is a really good touch and tbh im just gonna steal that one for the canon of this au now lol
YEAH YEAH YEAH THE SENSES THO!! ive always thought about the dulling pain part tbh, how it makes sure the host fights through everything no matter what, cause holding the belt is what keeps the curse alive and as the challenges get tougher and the champion more worn out, the stronger the curse needs to be and that means feeling less about the punishment you are going through. so it would absolutely make sense to have it be the opposite after its all gone, and especially during the adjust period that would just be. absolute hell. god yes i love this
also i had absolutely not thought about the part about how going after other belts afterwards would feel like oof. but that would be so true tho. for both of them, single and in teams, that would be such a hard task to undertake and i love the added drama of that tbh. even tho no other belt is cursed (as far as we are aware of? idk house of black is holding the trios titles rn and we know what happened with the elite before), thats such an interesting take to it and absolutely something both of them would think about really hard before going for the titles, or letting their friends go for them. absolutely love this one OOF
i wanted to touch the 'time doesnt heal it changes you' part last cause this is an important topic to me personally, but like. thats so true for this tho. how time wont heal their wounds, physical or mental, about this and what they had to go through, it WILL change them. and it does over the course of the time/story too, as they do both learn to cope with the aftermath of this, both together and separately. they do understand each other better now, they can hold each other up and survive on their own. but its a positive change, they cant stop to dwell on healing wounds that will always be there, but they can move on, learn how to change things. and thats just. thats just what this is about in the end, i think. i just hope they, too, realize this on the way
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rustbeltjessie · 4 months
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December 31: My birthday was a day of amazing food. I got to have lox and bagels for lunch, and then my partner made me the most decadent feast for dinner/dessert. We often do a surf-and-turf meal for my birthday, but this year we did it Italian-style. He made Tuscan steak and Calabrian-style shrimp scampi (using a homemade Calabrian chili paste). We got many of the ingredients for the meal at Tenuta's, an Italian market/deli/bakery in Kenosha. That's also where we got my birthday tiramisu, and then my partner made espresso martinis to go with it.
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modernmutiny · 2 years
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Catch me recovering from that fucking sledgehammer of a moon knight ep by drinking whisky out of a large tea cup with oranges on it and watching Rhys Darby's entire filmography
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oatbugs · 2 years
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the reflection of the sun on the windows of the train is casting light in rivers + woods + streams + fields . anyway photons are made of angels .
#the sun glitter from the rim of my glasses and lipgloss and the gold snowflake necklace my mother gave me reflected in the window mixed#with the glints of sun on water . sunwine . everything turns into angels and wine (which is also love which is also blood) again .#the boy with the long hair had his head in a mess that time. took a drag of a cigarette offered by a lovely addict . J with tears in his#voice and too much to drink . i looked him in the lungs with my broken heart and i asked why are you doing this and he took a drag and#took another step . ice cold eye to vodka-blessed eye . sighed the smoke out in my face and smiled .#later it was 3 AM and it was us in a park lying on the floor and talking about everything and nothing and i was studying the writing on his#shirt and the way he blinked more when he laughed . i dragged him away by the elbow (pain inhibited by alcohol but either way his black#belt could stop me and my lousy one year of cranes and bloody knuckles) and i asked him i love you and what the fuck was that and you said#you wouldnt you said you wouldnt . and by the end of that conversation i loved him more than i did before and his hair was tidier and#twice as long . today i gave him a ticket and hugged him goodbye tight enough to almost break his neck.#you and her are the only two i showed my canines to. (i cannot evenly remember the steps are full of glass) ill miss you forever.#even if i see you again. especially if i will see you again. her hand on my back when i dont stand straight the life you have is the life i#lost to messy politics. saturn jupiter confer breaking of the wall in the morning . server of heavens silent wanderers break oh holy light#each time someone ruins our collective lungs ichor i miss the ichor inside malboro gold . pinprick tears when my mother#told me to wait until morning . wait until morning and we can figure this out. otherwise i am on the verge of cold blooded murder.#either i am a horrible person or almost 20 ( both equally sound explanations )#mei with an e ، meaning wine. hate the wine but love the poetry and the angels and what hating the wine means at all.
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