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Чай из акации против недугов
Ну кто не знает белую акацию? Эти огромные деревья с большими шипами на стволе и каждой ветке? А осенью на них появляется множество стручков с ароматными цветами. Так вот эту самую акацию люди с древности
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your blog is not real life.
That's not true: every day I eat blogfood and drink blogtea and sleep on my blogwood bed, resting my blog-filled head on my blogdown pillows. This moment we now share is made of pixels, and I thank you for your virtual hug and beaming smile I've just dreamed into existence.
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Bitácora Proyecto “Juan y los porotos magicos" (1)
La grabación es realizada por el sistema que trae el programa que exporta directamente en WAV u MP3, luego estos
sonidos serán seleccionados y recortados por REAPER y si es el caso se aplicarán FX del mismo REAPER siendo enviados
por ruteo para finalmente crear una pieza de aprox 8 minutos la cual será parte de un proyecto Audiovisual donde se
selecciona la película muda Jack and the beanstalk de 1902 (https://www.loc.gov/item/00694228/?loclr=blogtea)
Observaciones:
La creación de los sonidos en VCV RACK. Muchas veces al grabar la salida de audio quedaba solo en L/Mono así que las
pistas quedaban grabadas en Mono u de repente al agregar un mixer quedaban grabadas en estéreo. Se adjuntan
muestras de los patch usados
Luego de esto se pasaron todas las pistas grabadas que eran de 3 a 6 minutos de largo, ya que a medida que iba
modificando ciertas partes de los patch´s. siendo esto enlazar cables, cambios de pitch, modificaciones de tempo,
agregar u quitar filtros, etc.
Las pistas se fueron cortando a gusto de cómo podía ir la composición que tiene de pie forzado el uso de un largometraje
mudo de 10 minuto, dando así a un total de 19 pistas, incluyendo la pista del video.
Estas pistas tienen el criterio de un sonido en específico relacionado con una escena seleccionada. Se realizó un estudio
de las escenas mas importantes y de cómo es que podían conectarse unas con las otras. Para esto el uso de marcadores
ayudó bastante al momento de determinar y ser consciente de los cambios e incluso introducción de ciertos personajes.
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#6 Tipsy Kiss for a CR pairing of my choice--I’ve been feeling Fjord x Jester lately, so I had to!!! For the wonderful @blogteas of course! <3 Thank you for all the prompts, my dear! :D
(Also, this one is based on a real life experience: my husband and I once had a very, very strongly alcoholic tiramasu. Note, most tiramasus aren’t all that strong, as when baking with alcohol, its good to temper oneself. Not this tiramasu though. He also doesn’t drink, like Jester, but we didn’t have four of the tiramasu, so similar events did not occur.)
“Tiramasu is verrrry good,” Jester slurred, and all of them looked at her in a bit of wonder. Jester often spoke in a silly manner, lengthening words and rolling her rs for emphasis and fun. But this. This was a distinctly different silly Jester than the Mighty Nein had encountered before.
“What is Tira… Tear-ah. Tear-ah-massooo?” Nott practiced the word on her tongue, looking to Caleb for confirmation. “Tier-eh-maschooo?”
“Tyre-ah-mazu,” Caleb tried as well, rolling it around like a pebble in his mouth, “Tire-ee-matso?”
“Tire-ee-matso, that sounds right,” Caduceus offered, smiling. “May I try some?”
Jester beamed, and began spoon-feeding Caduceus while Beau leaned over the dish, and sniffed it.
“Well, I don’t know what the fuck it is, but it has booze in it, that’s for sure.”
“But like cooked out, right?” Fjord asked, suddenly worried. Jester was leaning very precariously to reach up to spoon feed Duces, and her chair rocked slightly.
“Don’t smell like it,” Beau shrugged, and dunk a finger in it to taste. “Don’t taste like it either. Why don’t we all get this?”
“I prefer my booze in drinking form, thank you,” Nott said, taking a large swig.
“Ya, but consider, Nott, what if we put the Tire-ee-mazzooo into your flask, and then you have it forever?” Caleb suggested, also a bit far into his cups.
This was all fine and dandy, but Fjord couldn’t help but watch Jester closely, carefully, knowing full well she’d never had a drink before. He wasn’t sure how much alcohol was in whatever the hell tiramisu was, but she had already had four. And she certainly was acting peculiar.
Just as her chair was about to topple under her, he rushed over, and scooped her up in his arms. The spoon was left in Caduceus’s surprised mouth, and the rest of the Nein let out a whoop at Fjord’s daring rescue.
“Fjord! My hero! My Oskar,” Jester purred, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and snuggling into his neck. She certainly smelled a little boozy. What the hell was this dessert?
“Easy there, Jess, easy,” he said, trying to let her down gently. She still swayed a bit on her feet, so he didn’t remove her completely from clinging to his arm.
“Fjord,” she said, plainly, looking up at him with her big ol’ eyes, as if she’d been meaning to tell him he’d had spinach in his teeth all day. “I’d very much like to kiss you. I’ve been meaning to for quite awhile.”
That.
Stopped him.
Dead in his tracks.
“No, you haven’t,” he said, quietly, and Beau giggled.
“Eh,” Caleb shrugged, taking a swig of his own drink, and Nott rolled her eyes.
“It certainly hasn’t been subtle.”
“Yes, yes, I have been meaning to, but I did not feel as though you would recip. Recip.” She stopped, frowning, trying her luck again at a different word, “I didn’t think you’d want to.”
“I… I…,” he really was at a loss. She couldn’t possibly have gotten drunk off of desserts of all things, but if this was her first drink. Nothing about this situation was good and the rest of the Nein was not being helpful, giggling and snickering at him. But worst off, Jester would not want to have done it this way. She didn’t deserve to do it this way. She deserved that silly book she always brought up, being swept off her feet, romanced, the whole deal.
And he wasn’t Oskar, but… He wanted to do right by her at least a little, and let her have that when she was ready, and not tipsy for the first time.
“You,” he started, carefully, “Are teasing me, Guinevere.”
Jester’s eyes lit up, and she practically bounced on his arm, “Oh, Oskar!”
Beau groaned. “Oh shit. This is from the book. You’ve read it?” Incredulously, she turned away from the scene, starting to delve into the remains of the tiramisu with Caduceus and Nott, who both had become bored.
Caleb alone smiled at Fjord, pleased.
Fjord winked at him, and returned to Jester’s bouncing face, “You need rest, for the long road ahead, beloved. Come, let me take you,” he put on a voice and everything for her, and she squealed with delight, thrusting herself back into bridal style in his arms. A little off kilter, he began to carry her back to her and Beau’s room.
He laid her down, and made a note to grab her some water as well, before putting the covers around her.
“You know, Fjord, I’m not actually sleepy.”
“I know, Jess.”
She looked up at him, with a bit more clarity than before, and pursed her lips in that way that meant she was thinking. Finally, as she laid back down, she said, “Thank you for covering for me. I don’t really think it worked, but at least they all thought I was being silly.”
For a moment, Fjord felt stung, and he wasn’t sure why. Did she think that was all they all thought of her? “Jess, we don’t think you’re silly.”
She smiled, and laughed, “It’s okay, I am silly. I like being silly.” Her pause was heartbreaking. “I got a bit too silly tonight though.”
“First taste of alcohol will do that to ya,” he tried to make it better, sitting on the floor near her bed so they were face to face. “I’ve been pretty silly myself when in my cups. It happens. No one remembers. You move on.”
Again, she pursed her lips, and he worried perhaps, perhaps still he’d said something wrong, until she leaned forward, and gently brushed her lips against his.
He was about to speak, but she put a hand up. “That one doesn’t count, okay? That’s not our first kiss. That will be wonderful and birds will sing and the stars will cry, but this one, this? This is thank you. I wasn’t being silly. I really want to kiss you. But I don’t want to do it this way, and I know that you don’t either, if you ever do. So thank you.”
She smiled shy, and barely could look at him, and he honestly felt much the same. But he squeezed her hand, tempted to do more, but knowing that this, this was all enough. “Anytime, Jess. It’s what I’m here for.”
“I know, Fjord. Me too,” she smiled, finally looking up at him, and he knew they were alright.
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@blogteas i started mononoke and this bitch is literally me
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Эстетика matcha girls
В Сети набирает популярность эстетика матча, в которой люди подбирают одежду, интерьер и аксессуары в цвет порошкового чая.
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@blogteas replied to your post“Fuck girl pants”
sewing is a GODSEND when you're stuck with shit-for-size charts, I can recommend it; also, men's departments have so many nice clothes too !
The other pair of pants is actually men’s shorts. True facts.
I’ve done some sewing before, but it was usually patch jobs that came apart easily and looked really terrible. I’m at least TRYING to make this look decorative because these are my favorite jeans and the thighs haven’t split yet. I wanna do them justice. Just have to figure out what to do with one of the holes, because it’s legit ripped from ankle to knee.
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Propuesta Mix Juan y los porotos magicos
Creacion de obra de estilo Acusmatica desde la creacion de sus sonidos en VCV RACK y editado en Reaper
La grabacion es realizada por el sistema que trae el programa que exporta directamente en WAV u MP3, luego estos sonidos seran seleccionados y recortados por REAPER y si es el caso se aplicaran FX del mismo REAPER siendo enviados por ruteo para finalmente crear una pieza de aprox 8 minutos la cual será parte de un proyecto Audiovisual donde se selecciona la pelicula muda Jack and the beanstalk de 1902 ( https://www.loc.gov/item/00694228/?loclr=blogtea )
DESINTEGRAR LA VACA!
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#8 A Kiss in the Dark for Sula x Blackwall, for @blogteas ! I’m gonna post them all separately, but put links in the ask in a bit!
(This is gonna take place in my groups Dragon Age campaign, a little prequel if you will to their Dragon Age 4 shenanigans~)
It is the last night in Antiva before they head off on their separate tasks. They’d just come from Tevinter a week back, setting the stage for all that needed to be done there, leaving it in the reliable hands of Dorian and his motley crew. Leliana had even stayed to assure that recruits were gathered and loyal. They traveled to Josephine’s estate to rest, confer with her, and begin the next leg of their journeys. Unfortunately, that meant Thom had to leave Sula behind.
“I don’t know why I can’t go with you,” she whispers in the dark of this strange room and strange bed—beautiful and luxurious, of course, it is Josephine’s home after all, but still it is not their home, and it is not their bed. The smells drifting in from the open window are the fragrant notes of jasmine and manicured lawns, not pine and sea salt air like their cottage. Everything is just a bit too soft for his bones, getting on in years, and he’s sore in ways he doesn’t want to admit as he holds his wife closer, and kisses her shoulder.
He places a hand on her belly as an answer, growing steady now, an attempt at teasing, but he wishes she could come with him too. “You can more work for us organizing. You still have to travel, but Josephine has set that up for you, straight to Kirkwall to rendezvous with Varric and the others. You have to keep yourself safe too, love. We need you.”
She grasps his hand on her belly and squeezes, before turning to face him. He can only see the outline of her face, and the subtle yellow of her eyes, but the intensity of her gaze does not escape him. “Who will keep you safe?”
“I’ll be fi--.”
“I need you.” Her voice shakes more than he thought it would. There’s so much he doesn’t understand about this war. It’s all cloaks and daggers, whispers, barters, and gossip, not unlike the Orlesian Court, but the world literally lies in the balance of it all. And worse still, a part of it is being fought deeply inside her, and he cannot save her from it. He feels weak. Pitiful. But right now, Sula, so strong, always so dependable, needs the same from him. Maker help him, she is his hero, and he can be that for her.
He pulls her face to his, and kisses her gently—for all their time together, he has not kissed her nearly enough. It still comes as a surprise, how soft and shy she can kiss him when they have seen each other at one another’s lowest and highest hours. He longs for the day where each touch, each kiss is totally memorized. He tries to commit this one to memory. It might be one of the last… Hopefully, for only awhile.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he whispers into her lips, and kisses away the tears that fall.
#adaar x blackwall#blackwall x inquisitor#thom rainier#sula x thom#dragon age: inquisition#dragon age: godhead#my writing#blogteas#long post
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#Poutoune | Un café Matcha pour un bon coup de fouet ! Premier thé de l'année. . . . #instapic #instagood #TeaShop #Tea #teagram #teaaddict #instatea #BlogTea #instapicture #Monaco (à Le Teashop)
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@blogteas receives at least 16 snapchats of me bragging about my appearance every day
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blogteas replied to your post “Any followers with anxiety feel like they could help me out? I’m off...”
for me the trick has always been to remind myself that whatever travel anxiety I have is not forever, and since I have limited time wherever I'm visiting, I wanna try to enjoy it as much as I can; also make sure you have a good meal before you leave/during your trip, and have something with ginger if you get travel queasy easily. it's easier calming yourself down if your stomach is settled too <3
Always with the good advice you are, thank you so much <3 I’ll take all of this on board. I have to say eating out is something that flares my anxiety up but I’ll definitely try to eat well while i’m away so I’m more settled :))
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Новые “чайные” профессии
Развитие бизнеса ведёт к появлению новых профессий и изменению обязанностей уже существующих должностей. Распространённая профессия «менеджер»
https://passionfortea.kharkov.ua/novye-chajnye-professii/
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@blogteas SHE IS JUST THE BEST DAUGHTER I just want the world for her <3
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your birthday is on the 30th? then I am not too late: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU PRACTICALLY PERFECT IN EVERY WAY DARLING *3* may your food be delicious, tea be just the right temperature, and may all the right songs play on the radio
Thank you ;w; and no you are not late hehe
I might just go listen to the radio and see if that wish came true lol
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