#Alternative cinema decor

[digitalartuadesign]

Welcome to Fight Club - digital poster print

You can buy digital bookmarks in my Etsy shop here:

Immerse yourself in the chaotic world of “Fight Club” with our tough digital poster. This poster embodies the rebellious spirit of the cult classic movie. The poster is perfect for Fight Club fans or anyone who appreciates edgy, thought-provoking artwork. Add a touch of rebellion to your space with this vibrant poster and let Tyler Durden's words echo in your mind: “Welcome to Fight Club. First rule of Fight Club: you don't talk about Fight Club.”

[sarielsnowings]

“The modern gentleman is, above all, a self-made man” 🌹

It’s my take on Marlowe Lune’s DTIYS!

Yes I have a million other things to work on at the moment, but when I saw Marlowe’s “Modern Gentlemen” illustration and the wonderful concept behind it I couldn’t help myself. I had to take a stab at it. So I went at it from my own perspective, deriving inspiration from some of my favourite things from the beginning of the XX century (1920s-30s movie posters, ballet dancer Vaslav Nijinsky, German expressionist cinema, Leyendecker’s illustrations and William Morris’ botanical decorations among them) to create a poster/magazine cover for a supposed upcoming ballet, featuring its transmasc lead dancer as the focus of the piece.

This was challenging to put together but I’m overall very pleased with the results, and I can’t wait to hear what you all think about it!

Also, here’s a secret, alternate version with a light background and the original artwork by Marlowe:

[chronorawr]

Madam

summary: 1960's, Minho and Jisung meet in a Mexico bathed in gold and cinema, music and dance, but a pair of ladies' heels resonate in the void of a hidden relationship.

word count: 2,715.

tags: Dancer Lee Minho / Singer Han Jisung / Mexico / Alternate Universe - 1960s / Mentioned Migration / Pretend Relationship / Jealous Han Jisung / Lack of Communication / Implied/Referenced Cheating but not Cheating / Secret Relationship / Title from a Yuridia song / Miscommunication / Background Relationships / Possessive Han Jisung / Historical Inaccuracy / Translation

inspiration song

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The lights of the city were beginning to awaken, with the sun beginning its journey to its lair for the next 12 hours in which its lover was in charge of safeguarding the people who danced in the silver light of its reflection.

The streets of Mexico City seemed to be filled with a magical light when the stars began to decorate the blue sky, everything disappeared like a summer dream, the few cars that circulated through the Historic Center went away to their homes, like a flashing carousel in a Christmas decoration.

From among the trees a figure walked towards the Palacio de Bellas Artes, the branches swayed carefully as if they were trying not to hurt him with the simple act of swinging, the veil of stars rained from between the leaves bathing his skin kissed by the sun, his brown hair fell softly over his forehead, swirling gracefully as he moved making him look like an angel. Every step he took brought him closer and closer to the majestic building, its windows emanated a warm glow and he could perceive the distant sound of the music that was being played inside the premises, the young man who was now able to be enveloped by the art that was there. He felt his puffy cheeks blush with cold.

His steps seemed heavy, as if Mictlantecuhtli himself would accompany him at the end of his path on earth. Maybe there was no blood from this beautiful land in him, but they had welcomed his family when they didn't know where else to go, making him feel tequila and mezcal running through his veins. He adjusted his thick glasses over his large eyes, sometimes people looked at him knowing he was different, his skin was also bronze but there was something different about him, and he understood it when he didn't see anyone similar to him or his family in the room. theater or cinema, much less in his passion, music.

He always dreamed of being an opera singer, bringing his voice to every person who could listen to him and understand why he did it, being the representation of his people in the great reflectors of the world, being the star in the deep sky of a thousand hopeful glances; but he was afraid, he believed that he would not be accepted by the confused looks of the people.

That was until he saw him.

Lee MinHo... That was his name.

He found in that young and talented dancer an inspiration to continue singing, to continue dreaming, and without a doubt, to continue loving.

Although he had continued his career as a singer after seeing an incredible Japanese actor playing someone from that land where he grew up and lived, and being amazed by his work and performance, it was not until he attended a dance performance in the building to which he was arriving, he felt the burning passion of art in his veins again, his heart beat again with the intensity of the sun and he wished, more than ever, to be able to sing about love.

It was a night of cloudy skies and a few days before the new moon, some of his friends from the opera and orchestra with which he was beginning to perform took him to the presentation of one of the most magnificent dance groups in the country. A day had passed since her birthday, that September 15, 1963 he had met the flame of an eternal fire, as if it were what he wished for when he blew out her candles, that night he met the man who would change his world, he would meet the love of her life. Amalia Hernández's Mexican Folkloric Ballet would perform at the Palacio de Bellas Artes, where he once dreamed of singing, delighting the world with his voice, entering in some way he wanted and this time he would achieve it.

And there he was, inside the high white walls, dressed to the nines, waiting for life to fill his veins and lungs, when he saw him... he was an angel. An angel dressed in vibrant colors and unmatched beauty, his golden skin sparkled with the lights of the room, as if the stars wanted to decorate him with their light.

During the performance he could not take his eyes off that majestic man, his movements were as beautiful as the flashes of an eternal sun, alive and passionate, full of a power that nothing and no one can match, his heart beat strongly every time he observed his mischievous smile.

He did not know when he walked until he found himself in the dressing room of that dancer with the feline face, he could not control his hand when he took the knob and turned it after knocking on the door and receiving a response inviting him to come in, he could not even clearly understand the moment. in which those agile hands were already on his waist caressing him carefully while his cheeks began to burn. He was just there, in front of that talented man, feeling good... as good as when he sang in front of people.

There was something in the way he studied his face and body, his gaze was so deep and even though he didn't know him he was so affectionate, he just felt more than he could ever feel.

That was his first meeting, surrounded by musical notes, mischievous lips and a passion that ate him alive, the traces of that meeting never left his skin, like marks of a burn from the sun's rays on a blank canvas. Those memories did not leave his mind either, he woke up wanting to hear the dancer's voice filling the room where he slept only with the shadow of a half-awakened love, he longed to feel the artist's playful fingers tracing every curve in and out of his figure on his naked skin, a palace of memories created from the moments they began to share from that night on, that meeting marked their lives forever.

They had been talking for a few months, they had left behind the carnal relationship that only existed, the depth of their contact made them take hold of each other's souls, becoming entangled and drowning in each other's existence, knowing every corner of their mind and body... and although it had all started Just for the excitement of exploring their bodies, the hours full of laughter and discoveries were more important to them than anything outside their bubble of attraction and interest.   They knew each other, and they did it very well, he knew it, but... a few days ago when he was walking near the place where he had finally arrived, he saw that broad but delicate back walking nearby, he felt the need to run and cling to that waist that he loved to caress while the owner of his heartbeat rehearsed for his presentations and asked him to sing in his skin, although he was already accompanied, at his side, a woman with golden locks took him by the arm, her head leaning lightly on his man's right shoulder, he was his partner... what was he doing walking with a lady, when he had never mentioned that there was another person in his life? He didn't want to make a scene in broad daylight, much less when he noticed that other people were with the couple, some gray hair was beginning to paint their mustaches and curls, their skin decorated with wrinkles, they didn't deserve to see the disaster the man who lied to him would face if he caught him in his tricky ways, and she… she had to know what was happening, she had to know that he was his to love.

That was why he was in that place, with his best clothes and with the words in his hand, tonight she would know what was happening between the two of them, he knew that saying it would be difficult but he was prepared to receive the consequences of that sin, the consequences of loving him and the desire of him been only his.

In front of the doors of the beautiful palace there was a group of people, they were wearing long stunning dresses and perfectly tailored suits, the way they dressed was incredible, even in the eyes of someone who constantly had encounters with people from that social stratum, it still impressed him, it was intimidating to say the least. The fingers of his hands felt numb, the fear that seemed to anticipate a strong altercation was coming to life through his extremities... maybe he shouldn't have done it, but, he couldn't let that situation go unnoticed, he didn't know if he should talk about it with Minho first, before facing the woman who was being deceived by both of them, but he also wanted to make it clear to the lady that he and only he could fill the dancer's heart; maybe he would know what to do when he meets either lover.

His heart raced when he saw in the crowd a blonde head that was difficult to forget, her tanned skin shone like the late sunset glimpses in a beautiful bay with that emerald dress and her movements were so attractive that they seemed to bewitch you into her orbit so that anyone will gravitate towards her. His breathing stopped a little when he noticed that he was not so far from the woman who was accompanying her boyfriend, it was like meeting the queen after having kissed the king in the living room after a royal banquet, he being a simple royal knight; He felt that his heart could burst out of his chest at any moment and he would flee to the nearest avenue and throw himself into the surrounding cars, hoping for a better path than the love that seemed to end him.

"Excuse me," he cleared his throat, after looking at a ring decorating her beautiful hand "madam."

"Yeah?" The woman turned gracefully on her high shoes. "How can I help you, sir?"

He felt his legs tremble when those deep, dark eyes looked at him carefully, as if an eagle would look at its prey before eating it in one bite, analytical and calm, but always intimidating. He noticed that in the hand where she was wearing the ring, which could be presumed to be a diamond, she was holding a cigarette holder with her respective cigarette, playing with it on her perfectly red makeup lips.

"I would like to talk to you about Lee Minho" He savored that name as he had before he had delighted in his kisses. ", I think you know that name."

"Oh, of course I know who you're talking about, sweetheart." Her previously monotonous voice was filled with mischief as she said the last word.

The young man felt his cheeks burn at the tone with which the woman in front of him referred to him, he did not want anyone to speak to him like that, even less when he wanted to make it clear who was who in that strange relationship that seemed to exist, he tried to contain the words that wanted to escape from his lips but it was in vain, soon his tongue had no brakes and he lost his composure.

"It's good that you know him, ma'am... he is my partner. I don't know what kind of relationship you have with the gentleman, but he and I are committed to a serious relationship, and I wouldn't want anyone to interfere with what we have built."

"Oh, sweetheart, are you Mr. Han Jisung? Minho told me about you." The man interrupted her before she could add anything else.

"Yes, I am the man he told you about... I wouldn't want to hurt you but, he is mine to love, I don't know if that ring he wears on his ring finger is his but, he and I are more than everything, our souls are intertwined . Please, I ask you not to try something with him, you don't deserve to be hurt."

The beautiful woman's eyes opened at such words, and then closed slightly when she a smile formed on her face, was she making fun of him? What did she find funny about the situation? Didn't she understand the seriousness of the situation?

"Oh Jisung," She approached the singer a little, taking his cold hands. "we've been married for a few months now."

He felt his world break, how was that possible if a few nights ago the man he loved had promised to live next to his in this and the lives they still had to live? Was it possible to make those loving promises with an empty soul?

He could only stammer out a broken “What?” before he felt his vision blur, he couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, he wouldn't.

The warm hands that were still holding him pulled him lightly into a hug. Was the woman his partner had a marriage with hugging him? Why was she doing it? He was the person they cheated on her with every day she had spent since her marriage, so she shouldn't have to feel empathy for him, should she?

"Jisung, it's not what you think," She gently pushed him so he could look at him. "Minho and I are married but he loves you."

"Eh?" The young man only managed to say, he didn't know if she was lying to him so that he wouldn't cry in front of all those people or if she was telling him the truth.

"Really, honey, he and I are married to keep up appearances, we are great friends… We both have a partner outside of the relationship, he talks to me about you, how I talk to him about her." She turned his face looking for someone else among the sea of wealthy people.

A female figure approached the scene after a sign from her boyfriend's wife, her scarlet dress contrasted with the dress that her companion was wearing, it made them look like two majestic deities, her skin the color of gold and her hair as black as the night made her unique in anyone's eyes... then he noticed that she was wearing an identical necklace to the blonde lady who was still holding his hand. The women embraced each other warmly, as if they wanted to merge into a single soul and body... just as he and Minho did.

He had been completely wrong.

He apologized to the lady who had intertwined his destiny with the love of his life, so that they could be free together... he felt so ashamed for behaving in such a childish way without knowing what was happening, he wanted to disappear at that moment, never to see her again, never to see all those people, to never come back…

Until his waist was embraced by such large and soft hands.

"Were you waiting for me?" A voice he knew perfectly purred in his ear. "Why didn't you go into the dressing room? You know the way, don't you?"

The contact was brief, as if it had never happened, he knew that people would not understand it, but he wanted more, he wanted to be dragged to hell by the warmth of his partner's body on his, his wet kisses all over his neck, by his words and ideas that took him beyond the limits of what was known, he wanted to be everything with Minho and for everyone to know it.

"I think you've already met Claudia, forgive me for not telling you about her before, I swear I'll make it up to you, love."

"Minho... you must tell me everything, I love you and you know that I will understand everything that happens around you, no matter what it is," Jisung pleaded, looking his partner in the eyes, "just trust me."

"Forgive me, Jisung, don't cry for this, please, my swallow." Regardless of who was looking at them, the oldest hugged the singer in his arms. "Something like this will never happen again, we will be free. You and me."

[vacantwatchers]

He talks, I listen (He's in the shower and his skin glistens)

Rated M. Words 4.8k.

Behold. The sequel to Metal Church, Steve's POV. Read on Ao3 here

Steve lives in a trailer. It’s one of the few that live outside the limits of Forest Hills Trailer Park. 

A double wide cream beast with brown trimming whose interior consists of alternating striped floral wallpaper and pine wood panelling. It was perched on the edge of a puddle masquerading as a lake.

Cop Lake, if you wanted to get local about it.

It was well known that Hopper lived there, and could be frequently seen on the porch popping pills to cure his ever present hangover.

The tail end of 1983 saw him moving in, body aching and face uncomfortably numb while Hopper's hand anchored him to the ground. He was a little under two months into being eighteen, concussed for the second time in a month. He was freshly away from his parents.

"I own the place outright," Hopper had said as he walked him up the steps and into the bowels of his new home. "I got a cabin a little ways from here and don't need this place anymore so it's yours for however long you want it. The hot water can be touchy and the pressure in the shower is piss poor, but it's your own space and you won't need to watch your back here."

Hopper had dropped the keys into his hand, told him he'd be by in the next couple of days with his stuff. 

And that, well. That was that. 

Steve had handed Hopper a list of items in the Harrington house that he'd bought and when Hopper returned, he'd had a smirk and items that definitely weren't on the list. 

The entire stereo system was a nice touch.

It became a mission of his, transforming his new space from the interior of a grieving apathetic forty something year old to something that reflected his interests. That, okay that sounded harsh towards Hopper but the guy was grieving and he was apathetic to his personal surroundings. He was also the only fucking cop in the county who did anything about his dad, so no matter what he thinks of his decorating choices, he’s officially the only adult in this town he fucking trusts.

Guess it pays to have moved from the city and have no knowledge of the corrupt nature Harrington money breeds. Or. Well, it didn't breed, in Hopper's case.

Slowly, he filled the space with colour and warmth. Floor lamps to replace the mind searing top lights, bright vases from the thrift stores in Bloomington slowly filled with plants, which then slowly multiplied until his porch was screened in by greenery and the living room was more leaf than couch. Music and cinema posters, art prints, photos that were both framed and tacked to walls. New blankets and pillows and rugs. 

Soft, bright, inviting things that for so long Steve wasn't allowed to have when he lived in his parents house. 

(Never to be mistaken for a home.)

Things scattered around that served their purpose in reminding him that Steve was a three dimensional person, not a cutout of his father's ideologies. It all starred in the most important role possible, to demonstrate his enjoyment of things, of life. He made the trailer into a space that felt more of a home than the house he’d lived in for the first seventeen years of his life.

-

Sometimes when it's late at night, Steve thinks about the past, who he was, who he was perceived to be. Who his friends were and what could have been. 

When the sweat is cooling in the hollow of his throat, and the tips of his fingers are buzzing, breath shuddering from yet another nightmare. When the grey black of his bedroom moves like static, Steve wonders what would have happened if he had gone to Tommy the first time all the Upside Down shit happened. 

When he lays in the dark, yearning for a familiarity of years that had been lost because of shitty personalities swayed by public perception. 

Would he still be dealing with the Upside Down if after that first time, after having Nancy pull back the safety and hold a gun to his face and fighting a flower headed nightmare, he'd gone to Tommy and looked at him the same way he had for ten years whenever he needed a hug. Told him everything that had happened, knowing that Tommy would scoff in disbelief but still listen to everything. 

Going to Tommy, having that single touchstone to someone outside of all that shit, would mean he probably wouldn't have gotten back together with Nancy. 

Which means no heartbreak in Tina's bathroom, no going to Nancy's only to be waysided by Dustin. No Dart, no junkyard, no demodogs, no fucking tunnels. No fight with Billy Hargrove because he would never have been at the Byers house. 

No new family in Mrs Henderson and Dustin, Max and Robin.

Breathing in slowly, Steve decides that all the shit he's earned from associating with the Upside Down, the nightmares and insomnia, the blurred vision in his left eye and chronic migraines, the paranoia of tight spaces, of hospitals and doctors, of the woods behind his house. It was worth it all to have those fucking kids in his life, to finally feel like a being of considered worth rather than an object for his mother to pick up off the shelf and peddle to coworkers and society when she finally shows her face at home. 

Sitting in the middle of his bed, holding his knees, Steve can't lie to himself though, can't say he doesn't wish he had someone familiar he could lean on in the depths of night.

-

Steve didn't fucking mean it like that though.

-

And then it kept happening like that.

-

Healing a torn up body was one of the worst aftermath things Steve has had to live through, worse than growing back his nails and getting fitted for his plate of false teeth. You don't realise how much movement is torso dominant until you're stitched back together all over. His entire body at this point was scarred; road rash and bites, claws and strangulation, fists and plates.

At least he's not still in a hospital bed.

"At least you still got your nipple, man." 

Steve snorted and leaned back in the hard and slightly too small chair. "This is true. Would be a shame if I spent the money to get them pierced only to lose one of them."

Eddie nodded, eyes drifting down to look at chest and lingered there as if he enjoyed the view of his Springsteen tour shirt. "A damn shame indeed. Good thing both those pretties are still there."

"You looking at my nipples, Eddie?"

"They were out and about, what did you want me to do? Look at trees all night? There's a reason I gave you the vest."

"My modesty right? My nipples were too much for your delicate sensibilities, huh. I get it. It's hard to look away when they're your first pair."

"Fuck you, they were not."

"It's okay. I won't tell the guys mine were your first set."

"Shut up, I've seen plenty of nipples in my lifetime."

"The mirror doesn't count, rockstar. But I do think it's a shame you don't have a matched set anymore. Even if your scar is going to cool when it's all healed."

-

Becoming close to Eddie Munson wasn't at all what he expected to happen after a week in hell, but he wouldn't change it for anything in the world.

It doesn't take long for the obsession to start. It's minor, manageable, measly, many more ‘m’ words he couldn't think of but knew existed that explained that this feeling was absolutely normal and not at all getting out of hand. But he couldn't help it. Not when Eddie was incredible and genuine and himself all the time. 

There were so many little things he did that Steve couldn't help but fixate on every time he sees, or even thinks about them.

Like. 

Okay. Eddie has this terrible habit of hiding his face away. 

He does it when he’s happy, when he’s excited, nervous, embarrassed, shy. 

He’ll be enthusiastic and vibrant and then suddenly turn to the side as if to hide how wide his smile is, how bright his eyes glow when he’s in the throws of a story. He’ll lean into his hand to hide the sweet curl of a smile, will pull his hair forward and hide behind it whenever anyone even hints about how they remember who he is, acknowledge his existence beyond the D&D metalhead who was targeted by their fucking shithole town.

How anyone could ever forget though, when Eddie Munson commands the attention of a room, heads turning to follow their benevolent king as he walks and gestures, royal decrees and commentary dripping from his plush lips at every moment. The very idea of someone being able to look upon Eddie, see his elegant hands gesture and wave so expansively you could be forgiven for imagining it was because his hands were weighted down by those thick banded rings, and then forget him as soon as he leaves their sight– it truly didn't compute with Steve. 

(God the lengths Steve will go to if just for the possibility that it would make Eddie flush that pretty pink and get all shy behind his hair.)

There's probably a reason behind it, something learned that isn't easily shaken. Something so deeply ingrained that it’s become an unconscious act.

The same way Steve stopped voicing all his questions in ninth grade because he was sick of everyone looking at him like he was totally brain dead and his teachers had started using him as an example of what to not do. He never understood what the issue was, because in middle school Mr Clarke had taught them that every question was worth asking in the journey to knowledge, no matter how simple or out of field. 

The bell had rung and everyone else had left, all notions of science forgotten as soon as they'd passed through the doorway towards recess. Which was good, because Steve had asked a lot of questions and Tommy and some of the other boys had grumbled a lot. He'd stayed back, slowly packing away his pencils, to put more distance between him and his friends' memories of his stupid questions. 

Mr Clarke had crouched beside his desk, after wiping down the board, his moustache moving up as he smiled. “Steve, your questions are a demonstration that you're engaging with the subject and have your own method of coming to the right conclusion. Everyone works things out in their own unique way. Never be afraid to ask when you don't understand something, for how would you learn if you do not seek the answers? Besides, most of the time, when you ask a question, one of the others might have been wondering the same thing. You were just the one brave enough to ask the question to lead you on in the voyage to knowledge.” 

Steve had figured it had to be the same in high school, all questions being valid and showing his honest attempt at grasping what was being discussed in class, only to be met with sighs and questions about why he was never paying attention. As if he didn’t have countless notes. As if he didn’t go home looking at his homework and textbooks and assigning novels that he couldn’t understand, that made him cry from frustration which made the letters swim around more than usual and cry harder because now he had no chance. 

It was something he's only now starting to approach, tentatively asking questions and voicing his thoughts, because for once he has people who will answer his questions. Sure, it's a shaky roll of the dice sometimes when Henderson wants to answer him helpfully and give him a run-down of something, or be a little bitch with his answers. 

Robin though, Robin is the platonic love of his life, she listens to him - his winding thought trains that bounced around randomly about shit that she wasn’t into. She listens to it all. His thoughts and his questions, responds with rapid sentences answering every question in consecutive order to how he asked them. Sometimes it feels like her words tumble over each other in the air with how fast she talks. She watches him as she talks and when he doesn’t understand something, his eyebrows scrunching together and his mouth scrunching with them, she rolls it back and tries to restructure everything for him until he does.

Eddie though. 

God.

Eddie looks at him and it's like for the first time someone is paying attention to what he is below the surface. When he talks to Eddie and sees him actively listening, nodding and humming and watching with those eyes, something behind his ribs tightens and drops, radiating a warmth he just doesn't know what to do with. 

Eddie just–

He listens.

 And while he does, he hides his face. His hand with those long ringed fingers covering his cheek and his mouth and stretching over the tip of his nose. Pulling and holding his hair. He leans on to his palm and looks up at him with those pretty, pretty brown eyes that are always so fucking shiny. That glint at him like they're backlit by stars.

-

Ringed fingers gripped at the hair Steve ached to touch constantly.

Eddie was pacing across the small living room of Steve’s trailer, ranting about his chances of graduating once again being in the shitter. The next pivot past his coffee table saw Eddie dropping down to sit, full weight in the motion. Steve tried real fucking hard to not feel jealous of his own furniture when his (love– sunflower– sweetheart– light of his life– moon–) friend was stressed and covering his face to muffle, badly, a scream.

"I was in class with you man, how did you do it? Because I'm drowning, I barely have my nose out to breathe, and I always thought you were in the same boat as me."

Steve thought back to high school, to the incomprehensible letters and texts that would float in his brain for an hour before leaving behind only chemtrails of interesting sounding words or sentences.

The way he'd move through the bottleneck of student crowded halls to lean beside the dumpsters by the back parking lot at lunch and suck down cigarettes to disrupt the buzzing in his hands and chest that always came when he was nervous or overwhelmed. Multiple times a week the side door would open and different teachers would step out already shaking out their own pack of smokes only to look up and freeze at the sight of him.

Steve leaned back into the couch. 

"I'd smoke by the dumpsters with my teachers and talk about class." 

He'd stand there, finding shapes in the exhaled clouds as a lighter passed back and forth and he asked all the questions he was too nervous to voice during class. Because it wasn't middle school anymore, and the voyage of curiosity had run aground on the jagged rocks of ninth grade.

He wasn't the smartest, answers took longer to meet his aching grasp, connections misfiring often from misread and misunderstood textbooks. And if there was one thing Steve didn't want to hear, it was something being repeated in his classmates that he already heard at home. 

"I think they were a little more lenient with me because we'd discuss it during those breaks. I had a chance to ask my questions and they could see I was trying to grasp the shit we'd gone over, I could verbalise my understanding. I just couldn't figure how to put it in writing, which is what they fuckin’ graded."

Eddie pulled away from his hands and blinked at him slowly. "You smoked. With our teachers."

"Yeah." Steve shrugged. "There's only so many times they can say to cut it out before they just give in to the knowledge that I would still be smoking, it'd just be somewhere else."

"Are you telling me I should smoke with Ms O'Donnell and maybe I'll be able to pass this year?"

Steve shrugged. "I don't know man, I don't remember her coming out to smoke. But if you see the teachers, just like, start asking questions, I don't know.”

Eddie's too-pretty eyes dug out a piece of his soul with nothing but their weight. "This is seriously how you graduated?"

"I mean, yeah. Mostly. The only classes I understood were the maths ones and biology." Eddie's face smoothed into a smirk and he couldn't help but shiver. "Not like that, dude. I just liked learning about how bodies and lifeforms function. Like the bug thing I went through as a kid."

"You went through–" Eddie blinked. "What is a bug thing?"

"You know, like. Life cycles of wasps from pupae to insect, the different beetles and why some develop long range defence attacks and some don't. Bug thing. You didn't go through that? It like, it ties in perfectly with the dinosaur, dragon and Egypt thing."

Steve had watched Eddie fall back into the couch and was now pinned in place, much like the framed rhinoceros beetle Dustin gifted him last year that hung above his key rack, by his amused smile. 

"Full of surprises aren't you, big boy."

God Steve was so screwed. He could feel how hot his cheeks just got.

Redirect, redirect, redirect.

“Anyway. Half the time it was our science teacher Mr Schecter out there, but you know him. He takes over half the subjects when the other teachers can't come in. I swear the guy knows more about the subject matter than they do most of the time. They talk to each other to bitch about us, might as well show them we're trying in our own ways."

Eddie blinked his big, stressed out eyes at him. "Mr Schecter. The guy who for a semester taught Home Ec, Chemistry and for some godforsaken reason, P.E., would help me with this."

Steve shrugged and slid further down into his cushion, absolutely not for the reason that it caused his knees to slide against Eddie's. 

"Man likes to teach and he knows a lot. He also stress-smokes like I do, so half the time I was walking outside, he'd either be a minute behind me or already out there."

"I'm trying to wrap my head around you knowing so much about our teachers' scandalous habits."

Steve snorted, opening his eyes to grin at Eddie. "When I couldn't find any of our teachers, after school I'd go down to the middle and hit up Mr Clarke because that man knows a lot and knows how to explain it well. I'd also sometimes find him smelling mighty familiar. If you catch my drift.”

-

He doesn’t know when his filter for not saying everything that lived inside his mind wore away, when the idea of finally speaking the truth into existence became a thing. Maybe after the fifth conversation with Robin, where she quite hypocritically pushed him towards making that move with Eddie because it was a sure thing.

“Oh so you’re quoting me to me now, are you? That’s rich, Robin. How’s your thing with Vickie going?”

Robin groaned and leaned back, knocking over the fresh stack of tapes with her flailing elbows.

“It’s different for me, you know that. But with Eddie? Come on, the guy walks around bowing to ladies and saying flattery works on me. One of his favourite bands is Judas Priest, Steve. You’ve seen the posters. You and I know that lead singer is in the leather scene, we’d be fucking blind to not see that. Eddie walks around flagging, for fuck’s sake.”

“I get that. I know that guy is in the leather scene. Eddie has a magazine with his picture in it where he’s wearing like, seven studded belts. And we can speculate all you want, but I also don’t think Eddie knows he is flagging, or what flagging even is, because I’ve alluded to that shit and he just goes all confused big eyes on me, and then I just get lost because he has really pretty eyes.”

Somewhere around the twelfth time they circled around their victorian era longing and sighing over glimpsed ankles, they came to a compromise. 

“He was putting on his jacket and as he did, it pulled his shirt up and I– he has little dimples on his back and between those and the way his bullet belt falls across his hips, I couldn’t look away. He turned around and asked me if I was good because I kind of zoned out for a minute thinking about using the belt as a hand hold to yank him closer.”

“Great, you’re looking at his back and I was looking at her collar bones and thinking they’d look so pretty with hickies.” Robin pushed away from her side of the counter to land at his side, shoulder to shoulder. “God, we’re still pathetic. I think we should just,” she scrunches her face and sighs, “we should just go for it. Fuck it. I have Fast Times 53 minutes, 8 seconds; and you have Judas Priest and flagging. This is the closest we’re going to get to landing our devious queer romances in this tiny town. The worst that can happen is we play it off as a dare.”

“So we go for it, full overt operations with our babes, dazzle them with our combined personality and pray it works? And then move to a city when you graduate on the off chance all this falls through?”

Robin bumped their shoulders together before she slumped down, her cheek pressing into the uncomfortable seam of his work vest. “Sounds like a plan, if we’ve ever had one.”

-

There was never a situation in which Steve would be done spending time with Eddie. And the night everyone had gotten together to celebrate his graduation, he made sure Eddie came home with him for their own after party.

Made sure Eddie knew how proud of him Steve was, that he never gave up.

Also that he took his, admittedly, weak advice. “Smoking with the teachers helped, huh?”

Eddie grinned, “I can’t believe it did, man. Mr Schecter is a surprisingly cool dude, he explained so much shit to me.”

“I’m glad.” 

“You helped too, you know?”

Eddie moved in, the heat he radiated through his open leather jacket, and just in general, was like a warm line down Steve’s side. Which was a nice contrast to the cool breeze coming off of Cop Lake.

(Two years he's been living there, but the name had stuck. Steve genuinely didn't remember the lake's name.)

“You’re the one who explained all that maths in ways I would understand. Gave me those scenarios for english that made sense. Too bad I was already passing biology though huh, big boy. Would have liked to see what demonstration you would have worked out for me there.”

Internally, Steve was crouching down and screaming into his hands.

Externally, his fingers reached out to loop through the chain hanging from Eddie’s belt and tugged ever so softly. 

“I told you, it’s not that kind of biology. Those demonstrations are saved for a rainy day.”

Eddie swayed impossibly closer. “Oh yeah? What would I have to do to unlock just prestigious lessons from you, sweetheart.”

Shit he didn’t think this far ahead.

What have they talked about recently that he could relate this to?

Think, think thi– Bingo.

He smiled, “I’m sure you could think of something. I heard your campaign just picked a paladin and you’re giving him and one of your favourite NPCs, how did Dustin describe it? Tension?”

Oh, what he wouldn’t give to watch Eddie flush so pretty and turn to tuck that soft smile into his hair every day for the rest of his life.

-

Somehow, that wasn’t the moment that pushed them together. Eddie was remarkably stubborn when it came to his moves. 

They would dance together at every moment, Steve setting something up, a little hidden gem for him to find, and Eddie would find it and go with it, but move no further.

Steve would sit on the couch and have his arm on the couch behind Eddie, and Eddie would lean in, press their legs together.

He would use the magnets Max bought him for his birthday to write the filthiest poems he could think of, and come back after dropping Eddie home safe and sound to Wayne, to find more added on. That time, he had to take matters in hand for a while because the fucking imagery Eddie painted behind his eyes with those lines was…exquiste. 

His favourite activity to do during the pursuit of (his love– baby– starlight– good boy–) Eddie was to lay back on the tangled mess of covers and pillows, and listen to Eddie talk.

There was something about Eddie’s voice that just sunk deep under his skin and curled through his bones in a satisfying way that left him aching for more.

When he got deep into a monologue, excited with everything he was saying and the fact that Steve would never bear to look away, Eddie would jump up and move his whole body as he talked. Hands flying about, fingers pulling shapes to suit the topic, hair cutting behind him as he spun around. 

Those days, Steve would learn about what Eddie liked about music, who his favourite bands are and for what reason; he would learn what was going to happen in the next session of both D&D campaigns Eddie was running. One with all of Hellfire and Erica, the second with just his boys. Because he liked that he could go harder and a little more raunchy with them.

When the stream of consciousness would trickle to an end, and he saw that Steve was comfy and in no rush to leave, Eddie would walk over and crawl onto the bed to lay beside him. He would reach out for whatever book they were on and begin to read aloud in that deep, slow voice he no doubt practised.

-

All these perfect moments, and it wasn’t enough to have Eddie close the distance.

Could he have closed it, pushed the moment to that oh so perfect conclusion he was aiming for? 

Sure. 

But a small part of him had been seeing if Eddie ever would, and came to the conclusion that Eddie would need an explicit, this is happening, no doubts about it, please do me now moment. 

So he made the tapes.

He took three hours out his day to make the perfect compilations, and had a little too much fun recording a tasting sample for Eddie, so much fun he’d almost forgotten to hit record.

He took to the pictures, labelled the tape inserts, delivered the instructions, and revelled in that pretty dazed look that rose from calling Eddie a good boy. 

And then three hours later, when Eddie ran up the stairs to his trailer, he yanked him inside.

He got to explore just how much of that black bandana Eddie knew about and show him those more in depth biology lessons.

Eddie’s little back dimples looked beautiful when his back arched, the little whines settled in his chest so perfectly when he would whisper all those names Steve had held tight behind his lips for so long, his voice so pretty when he moaned. When he dripped his pleasure, body trembling gently as they both relaxed into the bed, breathing heavy and warm into each other's shoulder. 

Seeing Eddie in his space, bathed in the soft warmth of his floor lamps, skin glistening from his shower, Steve knew that it was a view he wanted to have the pleasure of seeing for the rest of his life.  

-

Robin looked at him from across their breakfast, smug. “The tapes worked huh?”

Steve nodded as he swallowed his coffee, taking in the dark pink spots peeking out from the collar of her Stacey Q t-shirt, mostly obscured by her leather jacket. “Kiss of the Spider Woman worked huh?”

She grinned. “It did. I can’t believe the movie you guessed would fit the movie night would do it.”

“It has the silhouette of a naked lady on the front, of course it would do it.” 

“I guess we aren’t as pathetic as we thought.”

He bobbed his head, because while they weren't pathetic in the sense that they finally got their person, they undoubtedly were still pretty pathetic and stupid smitten when it came to them because he just couldn't hold it in any more.

"Holy shit, he smells like heaven, and oh my god, I like him so much."

Robin snorted into her juice and thunked her glass down, choking on her laughter. "He does not. He smells like cigarettes, leather and whatever cologne he bought on a whim. Vickie is the one who smells like heaven."

"She smells like baby powder and that floral hand cream you bought her."

"Exactly! Heaven!"

[nihilistikal]

Romanticize your life, seriously.

Due to various reasons, I was alone on my birthday yesterday (as I knew I would be, so I planned ahead). Initially I wanted to go to an art exhibition a little over an hours drive away from here, but I could already tell during the past week that I'd likely be too exhausted from the heatwave and work to manage that.

So I came up with a less taxing alternative.

I decorated an itsy bit for myself with the birthday decorations I found in my moving boxes (leftovers from my 30th birthday), bought myself a bottle of wine and lemon cheesecake, dressed up nicely and took myself out to the cinema where I watched Alien: Romulus.

And honestly? It was such a nice day! Taking everything at my own pace, not worrying about organizing fancy stuff, being nice to myself and just treating myself like I would a beloved person.

While ofc it's nice to spend the day with people you love, it's not the end of the world if it's not feasible at the time. And it was definitely much better than to sit at home gloating, just letting the day pass by like any other.

[herschelkrustofsky]

AID FOR PALESTINE. 🇵🇸 🍉

✨ hey heeeey! i'm sid, audhd, 29, irish-canadian & bi + genderfluid. they/them pronouns preferred. as you may have guessed, my biggest and most consistent special interest is horror, so you'll be seeing a lot of that here! i tag everything i can, so don't be afraid to approach me if you need anything specific blacklisted! mutuals are free to ask for my discord. ♡

other fun links include my ao3, pinterest, spotify, & letterboxd! i also have an 18+, lgbt+ simpsons discord server; you can find out more about it here!

(side note: you may remember me as @arttheclown! i moved blogs last year for personal reasons, but can assure you it’s really me :^) )

primary fandoms: terrifier, x-men, star trek: deep space 9, the simpsons, spawn, beetlejuice (movieverse), saw, yellowjackets, gorillaz, planet of the apes, ti west’s x trilogy, miscellaneous horror / slashers, miscellaneous animation. my full list of favourite movies can be found here & my comfort character tag can be found here.

other interests: cinema, creative writing, media studies, psychology, sociology, speculative fiction, clowning, music history, zoology, oceanology & marine life, alternative subculture, cosplay, nails & makeup, DIY projects (especially clothing, decor & accessories).

DNI: racists / terfs / transphobes / nazis / zionists, pro-police / pro-military, pedophilia and incest shippers, vivziepop apologists, harry potter fans, dreamsmp fans. i also politely request minors not to interact and will softblock!

thank you for reading & enjoy your stay!!!

[samsinghhinwick]

Hinwick House: A Perfect Venue

Hinwick House is a stunning country house located in the picturesque countryside of Northamptonshire, England. The estate spans over 37 acres and offers luxurious accommodations, beautiful gardens, and top-notch facilities, making it an ideal venue for various events and occasions. Here are some of the features that make Sam singh Hinwick House a perfect venue:

• Luxurious Accommodation: Hinwick House offers luxurious accommodation for guests in the form of 12 individually designed bedrooms, all with en-suite bathrooms. Each room is beautifully decorated with unique features and offers stunning views of the surrounding countryside.

• Beautiful Gardens: The estate boasts beautifully landscaped gardens that are perfect for outdoor events. The gardens feature a picturesque lake, a walled garden, a woodland walk, and various other stunning features that provide a perfect backdrop for any occasion.

• Top-Notch Facilities: Hinwick House offers top-notch facilities to its guests, including a heated indoor swimming pool, a gym, a tennis court, and a games room with a pool table, table football, and other games. The estate also offers a private cinema room that can accommodate up to 20 guests, making it an ideal venue for corporate events and private parties.

• Historical Charm: Hinwick House is a Grade II listed building that dates back to the 17th century. The house has been carefully restored and renovated to retain its historic charm while offering modern amenities and facilities to its guests.

• Exclusive Use: Hinwick House is available for exclusive use, meaning that guests can have the entire estate to themselves.

How to Book

To book Hinwick House for an event or to make an inquiry about availability, you can visit the Hinwick House website and fill out the contact form with your details and event requirements. Alternatively, you can also contact the estate directly by email or phone to discuss your requirements and check availability.

Once you have made an inquiry, the estate's dedicated events team will work with you to tailor your event to your specific needs, from catering and decorations to entertainment and logistics. They will provide you with a proposal and pricing based on your requirements, and once you have confirmed your booking, they will work with you to ensure that your event runs smoothly and seamlessly.

Overall, Sam Singh Hinwick House's luxurious accommodations, beautiful gardens, top-notch facilities, historical charm, and exclusive use make it a perfect venue for various events and occasions.

[oneselectproperties]

Enrich Your Your Luxury Real Estate Investment - Design Trends Summer 2023

As professionals, it's crucial to actively seek inspiration beyond our everyday environment. With over 35 years of experience in the luxury real estate market in the Algarve, the ONE Select Properties team understands the importance of staying updated on emerging trends that impact our business. As we approach the summer season, there are exciting indoor and outdoor trends to explore and elevate the ambiance of your home.

Bring On The Tranquil Neutral Hues Incorporating shades of grey, cream, brown, and pastels into your home can infuse a new sense of warmth, cosiness, and luxurious "hygge" living. Our post-pandemic mindset has influenced our everyday surroundings, and opting for neutral tones allows us to evoke a sense of peace, well-being, warmth, and comfort in our homes. Embracing these colors can make a statement while creating an ambiance that is both inviting and heartwarming.

Raw And Natural Look And Feel Concrete, oak, plaster, and cork are among the natural materials that are now becoming more than just details, but defining features of living spaces. The trend of "hyper-texturality" brings the raw, unprocessed, and untreated elements of the natural world into our everyday lives. High-contrast and high-pattern grains, as well as bold veining in marble, stone, and wood, are taking center stage in interior design. These distinctive textures are becoming prominent hallmarks, adding depth and character to living spaces, and reflecting a shift towards embracing the authenticity and inherent beauty of natural materials.

Sustainability Takes Centre Stage Net-zero interior design and architecture have become dominant and are expected to influence every aspect of project design, construction, layout, materials, furniture, and decorations. Clients are increasingly seeking environmentally conscious solutions that align with the principles of sustainability and are mindful of our planet's longevity. This includes incorporating trends such as sustainable and self-maintaining gardening solutions, as well as implementing rainwater harvesting and drought-tolerant alternatives. There is a growing demand for design and architecture that prioritises eco-friendly practices and considers the impact on the environment and our way of living, reflecting a heightened awareness of our responsibility towards sustainability.

Indoor And Outdoor Living As One Thanks to the abundant sunshine with over 300 days of sunshine per year in the Algarve, indoor and outdoor architecture layouts are seamlessly blending together, allowing for delightful living experiences. This trend enables the creation of outdoor cinema lounges, shower areas, center island kitchens, and lush al-fresco dining spaces that make you feel like you are living and entertaining outdoors even when you are inside. This design approach extends the outdoor living season into spring, summer, and autumn months, offering opportunities to fully embrace the beautiful weather and natural surroundings of the Algarve region throughout the year.

Designing enchanting, uplifting, and distinctive living spaces is essential for maximizing our investment and enjoying the desired lifestyle. Whether you are looking to purchase a property in the Golden Triangle or planning to sell your home in the area, we invite you to get in touch with the ONE Select Properties team. We are committed to helping you find or sell your dream property in the Algarve, and we strive to create extraordinary living experiences that go beyond the ordinary. Contact us today to discuss your real estate needs and discover how we can assist you in achieving your goals.

[filmsbyher]

To Be Tamed or Not To Be Tamed?

That is the question.

"Masculine and feminine roles are not biologically fixed but socially constructed."

In the 90s and early 2000s, Hollywood offered a counteract to the previous oppression of women and girls in cinema through the emergence of teen literary adaptations of classic novels and plays. These adaptations dismantled what audiences expected of a classic novel or Shakespearean film. Two films I believe stand out are: 10 Things I Hate About You and She’s The Man. 10 Things I Hate About You is an adaptation of one of Shakespeare’s earliest plays “Taming of the Screw” concerned with gender roles and the institution of marriage and She’s The Man follows the narrative of his tragic-comedy “Twelfth Night”, that incorporates androgyny, sexual ambiguity and gender confusion.

10 Things I Hate About You follows the story of two polarising sisters Kat and Bianca Stratford. Kat performs the role of the “shrew” - non-conformist, not afraid to express her opinions (which are compared to “acts of terrorism”), and independent. Whereas Bianca conforms to traditional gender roles this is displayed through the mise-en-scene: her room has lots of accents of pink and flowers, decorated with stuffed animals and dolls creating a certain archetype. Her interests also lie hegemonically in line with her gender - fashion, boys and dating - which are considered mainstream ideals of becoming popular in high school. Bianca is a clear example of the ideals of the Beauty Myth - blonde, slender, and daintily featured - and as a result, she is loved for adhering to its demands. Their father Walter Stratford acts as a vehicle for the concept that things are learnt through different environments, and parents have a distinct influence on gender and how people discover their identity. He does this by developing a rule that Bianca can only date if Kat does too - functioning as a symbol of patriarchal power and influence. 10 things offers a different kind of teen rom-com heroine: Kat’s punk, individualistic outlook, sarcastic tone, will to speak her mind, and sheer fearlessness in challenging the structures around her, embodies the spirit of third-wave feminism of the mid-90s. By making Kat and not the amiable Bianca the main protagonist, the story makes the feminist “shrew” aspirational - who lays the groundwork for other alternative and progressive women and girls paving the way for a generation of feminists.

Similarly, She’s the Man also shows gender can be “performed” in overt ways. The film belittles teen girls and their interests - Viola is shown to be at the mercy of her sexist football coach who believes that “Girls aren’t as fast as boys. It's not me talking, it’s a scientific fact,". This slur of misogyny spurs Viola to pose as her brother Sebastian to prove her worth and talent as a footballer. The film goes further in destabilising gender expectations and subverting gender stereotypes: the women are portrayed as being confident, playing sports and getting into physical fights whereas the men are seen crying, writing poetic song lyrics and screaming at the sight of spiders. By having the characters display behaviours which are contradictory to what is expected of them, the film highlights the arbitrary nature of gender roles and stereotypes. The film also shows how gender roles and expectations are prescribed - through Viola’s engagement with femininity - like 10 things Viola’s mother plays a role in highlighting her desire for her daughter’s conformity to feminine ideals (socialisation of women to be demure and “lady-like”).

Whilst both films subvert previous representations of women: there are still problems within them. Kat’s initial feminism can be rooted in the second wave of feminism where the movement largely ignored women of colour and queer women, focusing on advancing the rights of affluent caucasian women: of which Kat is representative of. This is echoes Bell Hook's idea of intersectionality where it is recognised that social classifications (race, gender, sexual identity, class) are interconnected and that ignoring their intersection created oppression towards women and change the experience of living as a woman in society.

Some critics have interpreted 10 things ending to be Kat subduing to her feminism by settling into a relationship with Patrick and conforming to the social norms of high school. However I think that the ending can be seen in a positive light: Kat is practising third-wave feminism, by marrying her political beliefs to freedom of choice, showing a sign of her growth. Bianca is also shown progressively: by choosing the less popular man for the one who truly cares and will make her happy as well as punching Joey in the face for the objectification of her and Kat. Kat learns to accept the affections of a man who respects her while retaining her beliefs and feminism. She’s the Man introduced a much more fluid concept of gender to a younger audience than was in the current mainstream. It helped unconsciously create a space for transgressive sexualities and gender identities when neither were represented in the mainstream as well as disseminating these concepts into younger audiences eyeline for them to ascribe their own meanings and interpretations. Both films effectively explore the themes of feminism, identity and gender politics in both similar and contrasting ways serving as starting blocks for a journey to equal and progressive representation in film and media.

[tapes-n-tales]

How to Plan the Perfect Surprise Event for a Birthday: A Step-by-Step Guide

There’s something magical about planning a surprise birthday event. The anticipation, the thrill, and the look of genuine joy on the birthday person's face when they realize what’s happening—these moments are priceless. But to get that perfect reaction, a surprise party requires careful planning and attention to detail. From choosing the right venue to crafting the ultimate reveal, here’s your guide to creating an unforgettable surprise birthday event.

Step 1: Understand the Person’s Preferences

Before diving into the logistics, consider the birthday person's likes, dislikes, and personality. Are they someone who loves being the center of attention or someone who enjoys intimate gatherings? Tailoring the event to their preferences is crucial. If they’re a movie buff, a private theater screening with their favorite film is a great idea. For those who enjoy big, festive parties, a themed celebration with family and friends might be ideal.

Step 2: Choose a Memorable Venue

The venue sets the tone for the entire event. For a unique and intimate experience, consider a private theater like Tapes N Tales in Hyderabad. It offers a cozy and customizable space perfect for surprise celebrations. The ambiance of a private theater allows you to personalize the experience, whether you're screening a favorite movie or setting up a themed decor for a special celebration.

With venues like Tapes N Tales, you can create a setting that feels intimate yet exciting, whether it’s for a close-knit group or a larger gathering.

Step 3: Plan the Surprise Reveal

The reveal is the highlight of any surprise birthday event. This is the moment that creates lasting memories, so make it count! You can go for a classic reveal by bringing the birthday person into a room filled with loved ones shouting "Surprise!" Alternatively, you can add a creative twist. For example:

Movie Theater Surprise: Invite the birthday person to what they think is a casual movie outing, only to have a customized message or video played before the movie begins, revealing the surprise.

Flash Mob or Special Entrance: Coordinate with guests to create an unexpected entrance, like a flash mob or themed costume party where everyone is in on the act.

Step 4: Organize a Theme

Themes add a fun and personal touch to any birthday celebration. If the birthday person has a favorite movie, book, or hobby, incorporate it into the event. For example, a movie marathon for a cinema lover, or a vintage Hollywood theme for someone who loves glamour. When planning at a private theater, you can match the movie or event decorations to the theme, enhancing the overall experience.

Step 5: Arrange Personalized Details

To make the event truly special, focus on the little details. Personalized invitations, a playlist of their favorite songs, or a photo wall showcasing their best memories can make the surprise more meaningful. You can even have a short video prepared with messages from friends and family, giving them a heartwarming experience before the main event begins.

If you’re hosting the event at Tapes N Tales’ private theater, you can customize the space with themed decorations, balloons, banners, or even props that reflect the birthday person's personality and interests.

Step 6: Keep It a Secret

A surprise party only works if it remains a secret! Make sure to communicate clearly with guests about the details and timing, and stress the importance of keeping the event a surprise. Set a time for everyone to arrive before the birthday person and create an excuse to get them to the venue without raising suspicion.

Step 7: Capture the Moment

Lastly, don’t forget to capture the big reveal and the birthday celebration itself! Hiring a photographer or having a friend ready to snap photos or record the moment will allow the birthday person to relive the magic of the surprise.

Bonus Tip: Let the Experts Help

Planning a surprise event can be overwhelming, especially when you want everything to go perfectly. Consider enlisting the help of professional event planners to ensure every detail is managed flawlessly. If you’re planning in Hyderabad, Tapes N Tales offers not just a venue but support with decorations, customization, and other event needs to make your surprise birthday event effortless and unforgettable.

Conclusion

Planning a surprise birthday event requires careful thought and creativity, but the joy it brings to the birthday person is worth every effort. From selecting a personalized venue like a private theater to organizing the ultimate reveal, the steps above will help you create a memorable celebration. Remember, the key to a successful surprise is to focus on the details that matter most to the birthday person—after all, it’s their special day!

Ready to plan a surprise birthday event in Hyderabad? Explore the possibilities with Tapes N Tales and turn your vision into reality!

[glitterykittenturtle]

Commemorating the Classic Appeal of Silky Smooth Legs in 80s Style

In the glamorous era of the 1980s, one fashion pattern stood out over the rest - the silky smooth legs of ladies decorated in pantyhose. This legendary look captivated target markets on the cinema and motivated many style options off-screen. Today, we pay homage to this classic elegance and discover why the appeal of silky smooth legs in 80s style remains to mesmerize us.

The Surge of Pantyhose in 80s Fashion

During the 1980s, pantyhose ended up being a staple in every woman's closet. From expert workplace outfit to stylish evening dress, pantyhose were a flexible device that added a touch of sophistication to any kind of outfit. All women wore pantyhose in the flicks, It made their legs look so silky and smooth, Desired a lot more women wore pantyhose today.

Why Did Pantyhose End Up Being So Popular?

The appeal of pantyhose in the 80s can be credited to several elements. To start with, it provided a polished appearance that was necessary for professional settings. Additionally, pantyhose were viewed as a symbol of feminineness and elegance, raising any kind of clothing with their sheer coverage and refined sheen.

free pantyhose porn videos The Effect of Silky Smooth Legs on Fashion

The influence of silky smooth legs in 80s design expanded past simply clothing options. It triggered a charm revolution that emphasized brushing and self-care regimens. Ladies demanded products that would certainly provide that desirable airbrushed finish on their legs, mimicking the perfect appearance seen on screen.

How Did Silky Smooth Legs Adjustment Charm Standards?

The emphasis on silky smooth legs in 80s style tested traditional beauty criteria and encouraged females to accept their natural functions while boosting them with items like pantyhose. It set a brand-new criteria for brushing practices and influenced self-confidence in those that rocked this trend.

Embracing Silky Smooth Legs Today

While fashion fads might come and go, the allure of silky smooth legs will certainly constantly stay ageless. Whether you pick to wear pantyhose or select other brushing strategies, celebrating the charm of your legs is a kind of self-expression that goes beyond decades.

How Can You Achieve Silky Smooth Legs?

There are different techniques offered today to attain silky smooth legs evocative 80s style. From using hydrating creams to scrubing scrubs, dealing with your skin is crucial to accomplishing that perfect appearance. Consider integrating these steps into your beauty regimen for irresistibly smooth legs.

FAQs Regarding Celebrating Silky Smooth Legs in 80s Style Can I Put On Pantyhose Every Day? While using pantyhose every day is an individual choice, it is very important to provide your skin breaks to take a breath and prevent irritation. What Are Some Alternatives to Pantyhose? If you prefer not to put on pantyhose, you can opt for self-tanning creams or body oils for a similar effect. Are There Various Sorts Of Pantyhose Available? Yes, there are different kinds of pantyhose including sheer, nontransparent, control top, and much more for various occasions. How Can I Protect Against Runs in My Pantyhose? To stop runs in your pantyhose, manage them carefully whe

[infiniti-mall]

7 Reasons Why You Should Visit the Biggest Mall in Malad For Your Next Stunning

In the bustling cityscape of Mumbai, shopping enthusiasts are spoilt for choice on the subject of retail locations. However, one mall stands proud as a beacon of grandeur and class, Infiniti Mall—the largest mall in Malad. Nestled within the coronary heart of this colourful suburb, this iconic shopping excursion spot gives an exceptional shopping for revel in that leaves traffic in awe. In this guide, we're going to discover seven compelling reasons why you ought to make it a component to visit the most crucial mall in Malad in your next shopping adventure.

1. Unmatched Variety of Stores:

The largest mall in Malad boasts an excellent array of stores catering to each viable need and preference. From excessive-quit style boutiques to rate range-friendly shops, this buying mecca has it all. Whether you are searching for the brand new style trends, electronics devices, home decor necessities, or gourmand delights, you'll find everything under one roof.

2. Endless Shopping Opportunities:

With its sprawling layout and substantial floor space, the largest mall in Malad gives limitless shopping opportunities for avid customers. Spend hours exploring the multitude of shops, browsing through the modern-day collections, and coming across hidden gemstones. Whether you're on a project to redesign your fabric dresser or virtually indulge in some retail remedy, this mall has a few elements for anyone.

3. Iconic Landmark Status:

As one of the most famous department stores in Mumbai, the biggest mall in Malad holds a completely unique region in the hearts of locals and travelers alike. Its iconic architecture, staggering façade, and distinguished place make it a should-visit vacation spot for anyone seeking to enjoy the essence of Mumbai's colorful purchasing scene.

4. World-Class Amenities:

From spacious parking centers to fashionable day restrooms, the most important mall in Malad is ready with global-class amenities designed to decorate your buying experience. Enjoy the convenience of valet parking, wheelchair accessibility, and committed nursing rooms for mothers. With its recognition of consumer comfort and satisfaction, this mall guarantees that each visitor feels welcome and cared for.

5. Culinary Delights Galore:

After a prolonged day of purchasing, deal with yourself to a culinary adventure at the largest mall in Malad's numerous array of eating alternatives. From quality consuming places to casual eateries and meal courts, you'll discover a mouthwatering selection of cuisines to tantalize your taste buds. Whether you are yearning for worldwide flavors, nearby cuisine, or sweet treats, there's some aspect to meet each palate.

6. Entertainment Extravaganza:

In addition to its high-quality buying and dining alternatives, the most important mall in Malad offers a plethora of leisure alternatives to hold visitors entertained. Catch the brand new blockbuster movie at the multiplex cinema, undertake your friends to a recreation of bowling or laser tag, or allow the youngsters burn off some energy at the indoor play place. With its numerous variety of enjoyment facilities, this mall guarantees hours of a laugh and pleasure for the complete family.

7. Memorable Shopping Experience:

Last but not the least, travelling the biggest mall in Malad ensures a memorable shopping experience that you may cherish for future years. Whether you're walking via the fashionable corridors, admiring the adorable presentations, or indulging in a shopping spree, each second spent in this mall is sure to leave a long-lasting influence. With its mixture of high-priced, convenience, and exhilaration, the biggest mall in Malad epitomizes the essence of current retail remedy.

Conclusion:

Infiniti Mall, the largest mall in Malad stands as a shining beacon of purchasing excellence in Mumbai's bustling landscape. With its unrivaled variety of shops, infinite shopping for possibilities, iconic landmark fame, worldwide-elegance facilities, culinary delights, entertainment extravaganza, and remarkable buying experience, this mall offers something for everyone. Whether you are a seasoned shopaholic or a tourist, an experience at the largest mall in Malad is fun no longer to be overlooked. So, why wait? Plan your subsequent shopping journey and find out the magic of this iconic retail vacation spot for yourself!

[tuktukinbangkok]

Tuk Tuk in Bangkok

Tuk Tuk in Bangkok: Navigating the Iconic Three-Wheeled Taxi

Bangkok, the bustling capital of Thailand, is renowned for its vibrant street life, bustling markets, and iconic modes of transportation. Among these, the Tuk Tuk stands out as a symbol of urban mobility and cultural charm. In this article, we delve into the world of Tuk Tuk in Bangkok, exploring their history, significance, and practicalities of riding them through the city's maze-like streets.

Introduction to Tuk Tuk

A Tuk Tuk, also known as an auto rickshaw or three-wheeler, is a motorized vehicle widely used as a taxi in many Asian countries. It features a small cabin for passengers attached to a motorcycle or scooter chassis, providing a nimble and efficient means of transportation through congested urban areas.

History and Origin of Tuk Tuks

The origins of the Tuk Tuk can be traced back to post-World War II Japan, where it was inspired by traditional rickshaws but powered by small engines for enhanced mobility. Over time, this concept spread across Asia, with variations emerging to suit local preferences and needs.

Types of Tuk Tuks

In Bangkok, one can find two main types of Tuk Tuks: the traditional gasoline-powered models and the more environmentally friendly electric variants. While the former exude a nostalgic charm with their sputtering engines and vibrant decorations, the latter offer a quieter and greener alternative for eco-conscious travelers.

Benefits of Riding a Tuk Tuk

Riding a Tuk Tuk in Bangkok offers several advantages. Firstly, it provides a unique and immersive way to experience the city's bustling streets and vibrant atmosphere. Additionally, Tuk Tuks can navigate through traffic jams and narrow alleys with ease, making them a convenient mode of transportation for short distances.

Challenges and Controversies

However, Tuk Tuks are not without their challenges and controversies. Safety concerns, particularly regarding reckless driving and lack of seat belts, remain prevalent. Moreover, the environmental impact of gasoline-powered Tuk Tuks raises questions about sustainability in an increasingly eco-conscious world.

How to Ride a Tuk Tuk in Bangkok

For those venturing into the realm of Tuk Tuk in Bangkok, knowing how to navigate the experience is essential. Negotiating prices beforehand is customary, as fares are often subject to haggling. Additionally, passengers should exercise caution and ensure their safety by wearing seat belts if available and holding onto handrails during the ride.

Popular Routes and Destinations

Tuk Tuks in Bangkok offer a myriad of routes and destinations, from iconic landmarks like the Grand Palace and Wat Pho to bustling markets like Chatuchak Weekend Market and Khao San Road. Navigating these routes aboard a Tuk Tuk adds an element of excitement and adventure to the journey.

Tuk Tuk Tours and Experiences

For tourists seeking a curated Tuk Tuk experience, numerous tour operators offer guided excursions around Bangkok's most famous sights. These tours often include insightful commentary from knowledgeable guides, providing a deeper understanding of the city's history and culture.

Cultural Significance

Beyond their practical utility, Tuk Tuks hold cultural significance in Bangkok. They are featured prominently in local artwork, literature, and cinema, serving as enduring symbols of urban life and mobility in the Thai capital.

Future of Tuk Tuks

As Bangkok continues to evolve, the future of Tuk Tuks remains uncertain. While efforts to modernize the fleet with electric models are underway, challenges such as regulation, infrastructure, and cultural preservation will shape their role in the city's transportation landscape.

Tuk Tuk Etiquette

To ensure a pleasant and respectful experience when riding a Tuk Tuk, passengers should observe certain etiquette. This includes being punctual for pick-up, negotiating fares politely, and showing appreciation to the driver for their service.

Alternative Transportation in Bangkok

While Tuk Tuks offer a unique way to explore Bangkok, the city boasts a variety of alternative transportation options, including taxis, BTS Skytrain, MRT subway, and water taxis. Each mode of transport caters to different preferences and destinations within the city.

Famous Tuk Tuk Scenes in Movies

Throughout cinematic history, Tuk Tuks have made memorable appearances in films set in Bangkok. From high-speed chases to romantic rendezvous, these iconic vehicles have become synonymous with the city's vibrant energy and exotic allure on the silver screen.

Conclusion

In conclusion, Tuk Tuks in Bangkok embody the spirit of urban adventure and cultural exploration. From their humble origins to their present-day ubiquity, these three-wheeled taxis continue to captivate locals and tourists alike with their charm and versatility.

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Leuven - 1: Bars, Cafes and Restaurants for eating and drinking

On a March 2024 visit we enjoyed good value meals at the following establishments:

De Werf

Note De Werf is in a student residential area and is closed on Saturday and Sunday nights when many students are away.

It is at the top corner of Hoogeschoolplein and has tables and chairs outside when they are not packed away for the weekend.

There is Stella Artois on draught and a good range of bottled Belgian beers. The food menu features wraps, pasta dishes, salads and chowders (bowls) with plenty of vegetarian options.

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Habibi

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Het Strand

Het Strand is hidden away up some steps in a new development at the corner of Tiensestraat and Andre Versaliusstraat, near Cinema Zed - Versalius.

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Tim appreciated the Taiwanese noodle soup dish with mushrooms, Chinese leaf, beansprouts and spring onion. (16.5 euros).

Ah Quy

Although not visited on this trip, Ah Quy at Alfons Smetsplein 4 was remembered as offering a good value quick Vietnamese meal.

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Illustrated Novels: A Genre for the Visual Reader.

What are Illustrated Novels?

Illustrated novels are books that contain illustrations that complement the text and the story. Illustrations are visual representations of characters, settings, events, or emotions, that can be drawn, painted, photographed, or digitally created. Illustrated novels are different from graphic novels, which rely mainly on images and use text sparingly. Illustrated novels are also different from picture books, which are aimed at young children and use images and text equally. Illustrated novels are a format that can encompass any genre, style, or theme.

How did Illustrated Novels emerge and evolve?

Illustrated novels have a long and rich history that can be traced back to ancient times, when manuscripts and scrolls were decorated with images and symbols. Illustrated novels as we know them today emerged in the 19th century, influenced by various factors such as the development of printing technology, which enabled mass production and distribution of books; the rise of literacy, which increased the demand and accessibility of books; and the emergence of new literary movements, such as realism, romanticism, and fantasy, which used illustrations to create vivid and imaginative stories. Illustrated novels developed and diversified in the 20th and 21st centuries, influenced by the development of the illustrated novel market, which allowed creators to produce and publish more varied and original works; the illustrated novel canon, which recognized and celebrated the artistic and literary merits of illustrated novels; and the illustrated novel culture, which fostered a community of fans, critics, and creators of illustrated novels. Illustrated novels also adapted and incorporated elements from other forms of art and entertainment, such as literature, cinema, animation, and video games.

What are the characteristics and themes of Illustrated Novels?

Illustrated novels are characterized by their use of illustrations and text, which can be integrated or separated, depending on the purpose and effect of the story. Illustrations can enhance the text by adding visual details, creating mood and atmosphere, emphasizing emotions and expressions, or providing alternative perspectives. Text can enhance the illustrations by adding verbal details, creating dialogue and narration, emphasizing themes and messages, or providing context and explanation. Illustrated novels also allow the reader to participate in the creation and interpretation of the story, as they have to fill in the gaps between images and words, and decode the meaning of the illustrations and text. Illustrated novels also challenge the notions of authorship, authority, and authenticity, as the story can be influenced by the collaboration, adaptation, or appropriation of multiple agents.

Some of the common themes of illustrated novels are:

The relationship between language and reality.

The impact of history and culture on identity and society.

The exploration of new forms of expression and communication.

The critique of the conventions and expectations of the medium.

The celebration of creativity and innovation.

What are some notable examples of Illustrated Novels?

There are many examples of illustrated novels that have been bestsellers, critically acclaimed, or adapted into other media. Here are some of them:

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland (1865) by Lewis Carroll and John Tenniel: A fantasy novel that follows the adventures of Alice, a young girl who falls down a rabbit hole and enters a whimsical and nonsensical world. It is one of the most famous and influential illustrated novels, and has inspired many adaptations and interpretations.

The Invention of Hugo Cabret (2007) by Brian Selznick: A historical novel that tells the story of Hugo, an orphan boy who lives in a Paris train station and tries to repair a mysterious automaton. It is a unique and innovative illustrated novel, that uses illustrations and text in alternating sequences, and was adapted into a movie in 2011.

The Graveyard Book (2008) by Neil Gaiman and Dave McKean: A fantasy novel that tells the story of Nobody Owens, a boy who is raised by ghosts in a graveyard after his family is murdered. It is a dark and whimsical illustrated novel, that uses illustrations and text to create a contrast between the living and the dead, and won the Newbery Medal and the Carnegie Medal.

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children (2011) by Ransom Riggs: A mystery novel that tells the story of Jacob, a boy who discovers a secret home for children with strange abilities, and a sinister plot to destroy them. It is a captivating and eerie illustrated novel, that uses vintage photographs and text to create a sense of mystery and wonder, and was made into a movie in 2016.

Wonder (2012) by R.J. Palacio: A realistic novel that tells the story of Auggie, a boy who was born with a facial deformity and faces the challenges of going to school for the first time. It is a heartwarming and inspiring illustrated novel, that uses illustrations and text to create a sense of empathy and compassion, and was turned into a movie in 2017.

Conclusion.

Illustrated novels are a genre that reflects the realities and potentials of the visual age. They offer new ways of experiencing and creating stories, as well as new perspectives on the role and function of literature in the contemporary world. Illustrated novels are not a trivial or superficial genre, but a valid and valuable form of literature that deserves attention and appreciation.