#2019 at 12:11PM

[mr-honee]

hallo!!! i am back to cry about why tour tickets r so expensive like please i just wanna see my queen karina live is it too much to ask..!!! is it so hard for scalpers to allow me to breathe in the same proximity as aespa LOLOL. so anyways hows the honee household doing!!

I rarely ever buy tickets and even I know full well the grisly wombo combo of base ticket prices, questionable ticketmaster practices, and scalpers. huge condolences and good luck!

the honee household is surviving and optimistic, thank you for asking. some incohesive updates:

moo deng has taken over our household. honee shows me a battery of moo deng tiktoks every morning and every night. every other sentence is a moo deng reference

honee had me doing mental multi-digit multiplication in bed at 1:30am so she could make a point about the proportion of our estimated lifetime we'd be spending together

honee consumed an inordinate amount of hummus before we made the unfortunate discovery there was mold in the container (no symptoms, hooray)

mega mawile finally debuted in pogo!! at last I can mega evolve the shiny mawile I caught back in 2019 (her name is plum)

honee has been pulling viciously late nights in the department but has also been insanely productive. we're very proud

we came home from work at 11pm today. it is 12:15am and she is still working, just from the couch now

honee's been learning phrases in my heritage language and now cycles between "you don't love me?", "goodbye" (anger), "go to sleep" (threat), and "I love bread"

yeah @honeekyuu could probably add more but she's busy, so you're stuck with just me

[bylightofdawn]

I made a test run to the new job this morning. Left at 6:50 and got there at 7:30 so that will give me a full 30 minutes to work around potential traffic issues. I could probably leave at 7 but I'm not willing to fuck around and find out in my first week there. :P

In other news, I desperately want to go back to bed but I'm trying to force myself to stay up so that I can go to sleep almost immediately after I get off of work at 11pm.

It's...weird to think I only have 2 more days at this job. I've been here since like...2018? 2019? And as much as it annoys me at times, I'm really sad to leave. But considering I got a .50 raise the past two years and I literally just spend 75 dollars at the grocery store for like 12 items...not to mention I genuinely worry if that contract is going to stay with them for much longer considering how hard the client is hammering down on them, this is definitely the best move for me.

It's just scary as fuck and gods I hate uncertainty.

I'm going to drink some more caffeine and then I think I'm going to try and edit chapter three of MBWTD.

And try not to fall asleep.

[writingontheclouds]

Chapter 4: How To Finally Get the Girl

The finale of my fic "How You Get The Girl" that I started in 2019 when I was a wee fresher in college. It is finally over. *phew* I hope this story stops haunting me now.

Read it on AO3.

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The clock in her room read 7:39pm when Lily watched Isis disappear into the horizon, soaring higher and higher above the identical houses of Cokeworth.

She wasn't sure which part of her brain was working overtime when she thought of sending a letter through Isis. Or when she thought of the idea. She just remembers Sirius holding her by her shoulders and shaking with excitement at the idea as he exited her room and her house and disapparated from her front yard with a distinct pop.

She should have checked around if anyone saw him disappear. She should have berated him for being so careless in a muggle neighbourhood, *her* neighbourhood, as he apparated back at the same position exactly 12 minutes later with a grey owl sitting gleefully on her shoulder, playing with his black hair. But words suddenly seemed foreign to her.

Despite her newly found resolve and the shadow of a black haired boy peaking behind her shoulder, she had hesitated. Multiple times. Her quill broke twice. Isis fluttered around her room from her bed to the shelves. Sirius paced the small length of her bedroom muttering, "Good god woman, you don't have be Shakespeare."

She couldn't shake the guilt looming in her stomach, making her nauseous. *What if he truly has moved on?*

Sirius had been ecstatic, almost jumping off the walls of her bedroom as Isis flew out her window. "He's going to come as soon as he gets it, I promise."

Lily knew Isis was pretty fast, even for a magical owl. And after conveying her urgency in getting the letter delivered as soon as possible, Lily was almost sure she saw Isis' eyes become determined. She loved a challenge, that feisty little thing. Lily promised her an entire box of her favourite treats and off she flew, feathers fluttering to an inch of her face.

Her mother came in announcing dinner just 10 minutes later, asking Sirius to join them. 30 minutes and multiple pointless conversations later, she was ready to stab herself in the thigh with a fork.

"So there is actually a magical giant squid that lives in the lake at Hogwarts?" Her mother asked, absolutely aghast.

"Oh yes, my mate James and I arm wrestled one of his tentacles last year," Sirius responded as-a-matter-of-fact. Even Petunia, whose usual response to any time Hogwarts came up on the dinner table was a scowl, looked shocked.

"You what?" Her mother asked, looking at her for confirmation.

"They did," Lily told her mother nonchalantly, moving the contents of her plate from one corner to another, "Though they mostly just annoyed it. It got bored and dumped them on the shore and went back inside."

Almost an hour later, she couldn't take it anymore and went outside for fresh air. Surely Isis must have reached James by now? He was in the middle of London, not a cave up in the mountains.

It was 10pm when Sirius joined her outside on the front yard, after relaying some more Hogwarts stories to her mother.

"Maybe Isis is having a hard time finding him," He said softly, sitting down next to her on the grass. She just hummed in response, her heart hammering against her chest.

By 11pm, even Sirius seemed to have ran out of reasons. Isis should have reached James by now. Hell, she would have reached London by now if she had taken the train. And she was a witch. If only she knew where to go IN London. She could have just run around Leicester Square screaming his name like a deranged pelican.

At 11:58pm, a sudden movement caught the corner of her eye and before she knew it, a grey feathered blob landed directly in front of them. Isis looked ecstatic and proud. And as happy as Lily was to see her, her excitement lasted for 2 seconds exactly until she noticed the empty talon.

Her heart sank into her stomach. The answer was staring right in her face.

"Lily, maybe he got stuck-"

"Don't." Her voice was barely above a whisper, and her vision started to blur. Sirius wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and she hid her face in his shoulder. “Don’t."

"I'm sorry."

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It took a very long time to convince Sirius that she was fine. Or, it took a very long time to tell a convincing lie to Sirius that she was fine. But he finally departed around 1am, with a promise to take her out for ice cream the next day to cheer her up.

She had already planned not to leave her bed for the next 3 days, to sleep as much as she could and to be awake as less as she could help it. But unfortunately, the world seemed adamant to not let her have her way, because despite her plans to be unconscious, but she was still wide awake at 2:30am.

Lily rolled over for the hundredth time, facing the pink wall of her bedroom and closed her eyes. She tried to go to her happy place, back to Hogwarts and its hallways and her friends, when a light tap sounded behind her. At first, she thought she had imagined it, the silence of the night deafening her and playing tricks on her mind. But the tap happened again, and again, and that's when her heart sank and her mind took a much darker turn.

She had heard of the rumours of muggle borns and the news of the 'disappearances', and suddenly, each name she had read in the newspapers flashed at the back of her head as she grabbed her wand, remembering every hex in the books. Tomorrow, she was sure, her name would be added to that never ending list. She slowly pulled the curtain above her desk to peak out at the offending noise.

But there, floating right outside the window in the middle of the night, was a boy holding a lit wand with a goofy grin. A grin she unfortunately knew way too well.

"POTTER!" she whispered angrily, half on instinct, but the sound wouldn't reach him. She put her wand aside and slid the window open.

"Potter! What in Merlin's pants are you doing?" she hissed, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Can we talk?" he asked, his voice barely audible over the wind.

"You are floating outside my window," she stated, still processing the sight before her.

"Yes, I'm on my broom," he replied nonchalantly.

"You are floating outside my window on a broom," she repeated, her tone incredulous.

"Great observation skills, Evans," he remarked, a hint of a grin tugging at his lips.

"You are FLOATING outside my window IN A MUGGLE NEIGHBOURHOOD on a BROOM.”

"Oh. Yes. That. Uhh," he stuttered, looking around nervously, "Can I come in?"

"Can it not wait till tomorrow?"

"I would highly prefer today.”

"Today, right now? As opposed to today noon at Diagon Alley with butterbeer?"

"Today, right now.”

She sighed impatiently, backing up and gesturing him to come inside. While James was ambling his frame into her very small window, knocking down books and pencil stands as he came inside, alarm bells were ringing in her head.

"SHHH!" She shushed him, and he stopped for a second before continuing to get his other leg inside the window and pas her study table.

Bollocks. He was here. The reality of the situation was settling in now. What did he want to talk about? Did he want to apologise? Tell her thank you, but no thank you?

She glanced down at her worn out blue pyjama set, deciding she didn't care how she looked. Even if it wasn't, she wasn't going to change to be let down. How pathetic would that be?

"Cute room, Evans." He said once he had manoeuvred his broom inside her room and started inspecting everything.

"You better have a very good reason for this, Potter."

He just looked at her bemused, eyebrows raised, reached into his jacket and pulled out a folded piece of parchment.

"Oh, I have a very very good reason, Evans."

"Look-"

"Oh no, here is where I will talk and you will listen." That shut her up real quick.

"So, I was sitting in this quaint little restaurant in the middle of muggle London, on a date with this wonderful girl. She's pretty, funny and she loves Quidditch- and guess what?- she supports Puddlemere, I was sold by then and the date had hardly started. She's a splendid conversationalist, did you know? We didn't have any of those awful awkward silences, those are always a deal breaker for me. So we laughed all through the main course-"

"-I'm going to toss you out the window if you've come here to tell me about your new girlfriend-"

"-I swear the manager wanted to throw us out of there-"

"-You have Sirius to discuss the nitty gritties about your dates-"

"-and we were waiting for desert, when I look out the window and to my surprise, I see Isis there."

He looked right in her eyes, and Lily was sure he could see the blush colouring her cheeks despite the low light in the room. Hell, he could have spotted it from a mile away on his broom at this point.

He took a step in her direction, and she instinctively look a step back.

"Yes, Isis with a letter. She singlehandedly unleashed havoc in the restaurant, you should have been there, there was spaghetti flying around and people were slipping on spilled pasta sauce, all for a letter. Clearly, someone asked her to deliver it urgently.”

"Now, you must know how that scared the living daylights out of me, because what could be so important that couldn't till the end of the night? It's a difficult time in our world, you know," James Potter continued babbling animately, his usual self, but Lily's heart was threatening to beat out of her chest, matching James steps, as he continued to step closer to her and she continued to backtrack.

"So, we ran out the restaurant before we were arrested, though what for I still have no idea, but I must be completely pale and speaking gibberish because Emily said she couldn't understand what I said, and frankly neither could I."

"So, with trembling hands, I opened the letter, a million different worse case scenarios playing in my head, and can you guess what it said?" He asked, holding open the parchment and Lily could make out her hasty scrawl.

"Uhh.." Lily's back hit the door to her room and she realised she had nowhere to go now.

"It was from this rather infuriating bird, with bright red hair and a temper to level the entire city of London, who does not lose a single chance to wound my ego, who has spent the last 6 years hating me and my guts, and if that was not enough, for some weird reason I've fancied all that time?"

"Now, I had imagined this particular scenario many times in my head. My personal favorite ending in passionate and wild lovemaking, but never had I imagined this happening on a letter that I thought was the worst news I'll ever receive, when I was on a date with another girl I was about to ask to be my girlfriend. Now do you understand my anger?" James had closed the distance between the two, and Lily could smell broom polish on him. And his cologne. She was pointedly trying not to think about his cologne. She was sure she was hallucinating at this point.

"Well, if you put it that way.."

"..yes?" He put the parchment back into his pocket, and rested his right arm by her head, boxing her in.

"..I might have not have thought this through." She whispered, looking into his hazel eyes, forcing herself to not glance at his lips.

"Of course you didn't," He whispered back.

Lily cleared her throat and looked down, arms folding around her chest defensively. She couldn't look him in the eye while saying this. "Look, James, if you flew all the way here just to say this, you needn't have come. I got your message, loud and clear."

"Message? What message?"

"It's fine, I'm happy for you."

"Happy for me?"

"Yes, I promise I will keep my distance at Hogwarts. She need not worry, neither do you."

"You know, for a brilliant witch, you can be so dense sometimes." Lily's face contorted, taking offence, and ready to spew out some witty come back that would be weirdly accurate, but he put both his hands on either side of her face, and tilted her head up slightly, ensuring their eyes met.

"Lily, why do you think I am here?" There was a tender intensity in his hazel eyes, a silent promise.

Lily's eyes widened, one hand subconsciously coming to rest on his arm, holding it there, holding her.

"I.." She stumbled, staring into his eyes, unable to come up with any response, much less a rational explanation of his presence here.

He waited patiently for Lily to reply, his thumb softly brushing her cheeks.

"You didn't reply." She whispered finally.

"This is something I wanted to tell you in person," he said, nudging her nose with his. "I also had to escort Emily back to her place."

"Out of all the times, this was the one you chose to be a gentleman," Lily replied, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm always a gentleman," he retorted with a playful smirk.

Lily actually snorted. "SURE."

"I could always go back, you know, if I'm not wanted here. I'm sure Emily would love a good night stroll-" James teased, backing away and turning towards the window. But Lily grabbed him and pulled him towards her, his arms instinctively wrapping around her waist.

"Just shut up and kiss me," she whispered, her lips a hair's breadth from his. James grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief and affection. He closed the gap between them, his lips brushing softly against hers at first. The gentle touch sent a shiver down Lily's spine, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt impatient, and deepened the kiss and her heart actually skipped a beat when James responded equally enthusiastically. She forgot that she was in her tiny bedroom, that she was wearing her old battered night suit, that 5 minutes ago she wasn’t sure how her last year at Hogwarts would pass.

But he was here. It felt impossible, but he was here and he was kissing her, and by Merlin, it felt more glorious than she could ever have imagined. James's hands slid up her back, pulling her closer, while Lily's fingers tangled in his hair, those black locks that she had dreamed of running her fingers through.

When they finally broke apart, both breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. Lily's cheeks were flushed, and James’s grin had softened into a tender smile.

"I’m getting this letter framed.” He murmured into her lips and Lily chuckled.

"I'm going to buy Isis the whole store."

[poop4u]

The names Dwight Schrute. Nice to meet ya! via Submitted October 31, 2019 at 12:11PM by Furious_Boner, Poop4U

[nostalgiamare]

NOSTALGIAMARE ENTRY 23

NAME: SESAME STREET: ABBY IN WONDERLAND

COMPANY/FRANCHISE: THE JIM HENSON COMPANY

GENIUS ENTERTAINMENT

SESAME WORKSHOP

SESAME STREET

CATEGORY: MOVIE (DIRECT TO VIDEO)

YEAR: 2008

DESCRIPTION: A direct to video feature length adaptation of the original Alice In Wonderland classic with a Sesame Street twist. When Abby Cadabby finds herself feeling small compared to the rest of her fairy tale family when they all have their own stories, Abby begins to wish that she would feel bigger and had her own fairy tale too. So when Elmo tries to help her out by telling the story of Alice In Wonderland, Abby finds herself in a completely different world compared to her own, in the process losing her wand. At first Abby is fascinated by her new fairy tale life. But when many twists and turns lead to a quest to get her wand back featuring many different faces, she begins to realise that she should’ve been a bit more careful with what she wished for.

MOD THOUGHTS

1: I may be a smart bookworm but even I never knew that Tweedledee and Tweedledum never actually appeared in the first book until I watched this, proving yet again Sesame Street is a master at education. Thanks Ernie.

2:

Hey Oscar I think you dropped this 👑

Oh wait never mind he’s still got it on. Good.

3: No I don’t know what the point of that ending song sequence was and why it was there and please don’t ask me again because it’s like almost 11PM where I live and I just want to get this out so I stop delaying my schedule.

LINK TO SOURCE: https://www.sesamestreetguide.com/2019/12/abby-in-wonderland.html

[a-heart-like-a-sparrow]

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"You used to say I got a heart like a sparrow, and a smile just like clay" 𓅪

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Hi, yeah, I am THE Fragile Cosmos. But no one should know that.

My real name is Evren tho. I am currently 16 years old and use any pronouns (usually They/He).

I am located in Argentina. I could definitely communicate in Spanish, but I write in English to make it less personal, and therefore less uncomfortable.

Yeah, that's a thing. People actually do that.

I just talk about my life and reblog silly things. Nothing special. But you can stay if you want, it'd be fun.

Expect an entry (almost) every night between 11PM and 12AM. And occasional crazy updates outside that time.

WARNING!!!!!!! We get very sad very often, so watch out.

Thank you for being here. I feel less alone on the Internet with this.

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Extra links can be found here !

Yes, I'm also @evrencore

Things I enjoy, because why not:

♱ Noodles and rice - I love carbs.

♱ Horror and all things weird and scary - even though I'm a fucking chicken.

♱ The Arts - I draw and read sometimes. I love movies and listen to music every day.

♱ Tomatoes - I'm a sucker for that shit.

♱ Ugly things and people - I don't know why.

♱ The 2000s, the 90s and before - I know I'll never experience those times ever, but at least I can see them through a screen in the 2020s.

♱ Sleeping - but I always have dark circles under my eyes. They're kind of a vibe tho

+ many more things, but there are some of them.

My Favourites:

𖦹 Music: Beach House, Faye Webster, Hope Sandoval, MARINA. The full list is on Musicboard.

This is a playlist with the songs from my entries.

「Currently listening to... Bauhaus」

𖦹 Books: The "Serpent & Dove" series (Shelby Mahurin); The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue (V.E. Schwab); Loveless (Alice Oseman); The Picture of Dorian Gray (Oscar Wilde)

「Currently reading...」

𖦹 Movies: Cinderella (1950); Sleeping Beauty (1959); Esperando la Carroza (1985); The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993); Girl, Interruped (1999); The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl (2005); Coraline (2009); Frankenweenie (2012); When Marnie Was There (2014); Beauty and the Beast (2017); Parasite (2019); K-12 (2019); Unpregnant (2020); Cruella (2021)

「Last watched... Peter Pan (1953)」

𖦹 TV Shows: Gravity Falls; Heartstopper; Regular Show; Steven Universe; The Amazing World of Gumball; The Mandela Catalogue

「Currently watching... 」

𖦹 Artists: Mako Vice and Takato Yamamoto

𖦹 YouTube channels:

「In English: Angela Benedict; antiheroines; FunkyFrogBait; Li Speaks」

「In Spanish: Fzst; Matias Candia; Tri-Line; vida segun richie」

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[beesandeverythingelsethatstings]

Plan of action for trusts:

1. Issue spot for papers: Sep 2021, May 2021, Sep 2020, May 2020, May 2022, May 2019, May 2018, May 2017 (THURS 9th March)

2. Write a list of which topics came up on each exam. (SUN 12th March 1:30pm)

Planning on doing 2 problem questions and 500 words of dissertation today

3. Check essay topics generally too.

4. Write up answers to Qs from:

May 2022/May 2021/May 2020/May 2019/May 2018

Do one of each by Monday.

Tracing 1 (2018): first try 3 pm 12/03/2023 - 910 words. Updated try 2 using past paper feedback 11pm 12/03/2023 - 1,448 words.

Validity of Will 1 (2018): first try 3:30pm 12/03/2023 - 330 words. Updated try 2 using past paper feedback 7pm 12/03/2023 - 1,280 words.

Ownership 1 (2018): first try 11:15pm 12/03/2023 - 302 words.

2/20 Qs - second attempt.

5. Thoroughly check and highlight what you noticed/missed against mark schemes for May 2022, May 2021, May 2020, May 2019, May 2018 (Fri 10th March)

4. Go through those answers against mark scheme, lectures, seminars, readings, moodle activities.

(Sun 12th March)

5. Be prepared to discuss this Monday.

[bilderserien]

Zwei Jungen für Berlin: Panda-Babys haben endlich Namen https://ift.tt/36bZbKW

[sangklp]

Y un matrimonio japonés llegó al trabajo, vio nuestro origami, y la señora nos pidió una hoja para hacer una grulla 🥺 Es el mejor día 💙 https://www.youtube.com/c/lifesang

[xolovejessie4181]

[INSTAGRAM COMMENT] tiffanyyoungofficial: @/misschloeflower @/tbhits 💗💗💗 unnnieee https://t.co/ks5bkwVcSS by tiffanyyoungofficial

[artharnessedfromabove]

via [Kayla Savill]

[colieco]

I had the absolute privilege of working on this beautiful custom order today. This piece was based on the KELLY bodysuit, with a couple top & crotchless gusset made up in the Steel Camellia print & white mesh ❤ . . . . What do you think of more show off pieces like this? Do you prefer to buy lingerie that you would wear everyday or more special pieces like this? ❤ https://ift.tt/33uDeGw

[unofficial-aragon]

The Ofrenda de Flores, or Flower Offering, is a tradition in Zaragoza since 1958. It consists of people from all over Spain coming to offer flowers to the Virgen del Pilar, patron saint of Zaragoza, dressed in their traditional clothes. All of the flowers are put together to make a huge manto (cape) and it is left there for the remaining of the celebrations.

Manto de flores from 2019

Many groups go to the Ofrenda, but you can also go alone. This causes the offering to last well over 12 hours. In 2019, the offering started at 6am and went on until 11pm.

This act is also very controversial, as it was established during Franco's dictatorship, and the Virgen del Pilar is also the patron saint of Spain, so for many people, most of them outside of Zaragoza, this is not only the day of celebrating the Virgen del Pilar but also to celebrate the "day of Hispanity" (Día de la Hispanidad). The first year the offering took place, it was the first ever act broadcast on Spanish national television that took place outside of Madrid. That's how important it was for the regime's propaganda. Nowadays the day of Hispanity in Zaragoza is "celebrated" by each year having a different association from a country previously colonized by the Spanish Empire be represented with their flag on the manto. As you can see in the above picture, in 2019 this was done by the El Salvador association in Zaragoza.

After the offering is done, there is a stage set up in front of the manto, and some folklore groups perform traditional dances, such as jotas or paloteados.

[kodittomat]

Nipsu Nipsu etsii omaa ihmistä!

[bilderserien]

Tollkühner Wirtschaftswandel: Die Wohlstands-Verlierer von Guangzhou https://ift.tt/2WjkRRu

[sangklp]

@Just_Xero I thought that was Origami for a second & I was about to slay 😂😂 https://www.youtube.com/c/lifesang