#Cloud-like roti

[thepanvelite]

Zam Zam Hotel: Where Cloud-Like Rotis Steal the Show

Zam Zam Hotel in Old Panvel offers delightful Mughlai cuisine experience.

In the heart of Old Panvel, tucked away from the bustling streets, lies a hidden gem: Zam Zam Hotel. A place where flavors dance, and every bite tells a story. We stumbled upon it during our food adventure, and what a delightful surprise it turned out to be! Our Experience Our craving for Mughlai cuisine led us to Zam Zam. The moment we stepped in, the aroma of spices enveloped us. The ambiance…

[fruitbasketball]

NATASHA CLOUD WITH SIX TURNOVERS

oh no that mean she suck as a PG now :( even with her 30 piece :(( glad she’s not a rookie anymore because she’d never get that ROTY this year!

I love this game let’s keep it going

did you fucking idiots not read when i said caitlin is leading the roty race

like do you send in these asks and then stick your heads back up your own asses

[lotuslolitasblog]

ROTI phone hcs, go!!!

Anne Maria:

The phone case is pink.

VERY PINK.

Pink & purple leopard print. I am right. You can’t fricking deny it

She has a phone string with purple and golden charms on it

It’s a pretty new model.

There’s a crack on the upper right corner.

She has trouble typing up the code with her nails, so she has Touch ID.

Her lockscreen is probably some bad pic of her and her gal pals or a great one of her and Vito

Her home screen is some dreamy purple background. Probably some clouds with tiny sparkles all around

Her ringtone… this one was hard. I don’t know any techno! I decided to go with like the one song I know, Evacuate The Dancefloor by Cascada.

She has a special ring tone for Vito, Everytime We Touch (also by Cascada)

She talks about the most unhinged gossip on the phone in public

Every contact is saved with a pretty emoji next to them (Jo insisted that if she HAD to have her name saved with a heart, it had to be the black one)

B:

…

…

Nah, kidding.

He has a clear phone case. Simple, but efficient.

His phone is pretty old, and he knows it inside out.

His phone has been through some shit, but the screen is somehow intact.

His Lock Screen is probably some pretty science-ish thing, like a butterfly nebula.

His Home Screen is just one of the default ones.

His ringtone (I don’t know why anyone would call him, but anyway) is some instrumental… I can’t come up with what he’d listen to tbh.

Absolute meme lord. Has a meme or a GIF for every occasion.

He has one alarm at 6:30 every day and never misses it (TEACH ME YOUR WAYS B)

Brick:

Black leather phone case. Dare to tell me I’m wrong. I am not.

His phone is absolute blasted. You cannot tell me there aren’t at least ten cracks. That man is a KLUTZ

These bullet points really show you who my favourite character is up until now

His lock screen and home screen are the same green army pattern background.

He changes the Home Screen to a picture he stealthily took of Jo

Old model.

iPhone? What is that???

His ringtone is absolutely awful. No song in mind, but Brick just sounds like someone with absolutely no taste in music.

Reveille is his alarm sound which goes off at 0600 hours every day. He’s also an adept at waking up with one alarm. Bro is always ready to seize the day

Talks ridiculously loud over the phone

Has absolutely no social media. He is nowhere

Cameron:

Bought a phone with the prize money

It’s one of his most prized possessions

His mom bought him one of those mom phone cases with the wrap in front (I don’t know how to word that correctly)

It’s black

His lock screen is a picture of a butterfly. Not just any butterfly! A Danaus plexippus (AKA a monarch butterfly - the orange and black ones with those little white dots)

His home screen is a picture of him with Mike and Zoey

His phone is a pretty new model. His mom was afraid it would overheat too much if he had an older one

His ringtone is You’ve Got A Friend In Me

He doesn’t need an alarm because his mom wakes him up every day

Dakota:

Pink,pink,pink!

Bubblegum pink!

She has a personalised pop socket! It has D written in gold and the rest is - you guessed it - pink

Her lock screen is a picture of her and Sam (cutie piessss)

Home Screen is her favourite picture of her

It’s the newest model (obvi)

Touch ID & Facial recognition for easy use

Has paparazzis on speed dial

Her ringtone is Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen

If you have some time, check out the music video. The last few seconds are PRICELESS

She has every social media app you can think of

She’s verified too!!

Uses emojis religiously. Always uses !! or ?? instead of a single sign

Dawn:

Got a phone solely to be able to give tarot readings over call

She gives the money she makes from it to associations

She has a clear phone case, but she put an upright Fool card in it

It symbolises innocence and free spiritedness

I looked it up on Wikipedia. Thanks Wikipedia (Henry Cahill would be disappointed)

It’s a decently old model, but she doesn’t plan on changing it anytime soon

Somehow always charged

Her homescreen and lockscreen are different pictures of her friends (both human and animal)

Has a ringtone, but she can somehow always sense when someone will be calling a few seconds before it starts ringing

It’s probably some New Age music (Gwen: 😖)

Always answers 3 to 5 business days after you send a message. It’s better to call her directly

Jo:

A simple black phone case

Her Lock Screen is just a black background with white text that says: “Why are you even touching my phone?”

Her home screen is literally the worst picture of Brick ever.

She always manages to catch him at the worst moments

He used to hate it, but he finds it endearing now

Again, you can really see who are my favourites rn

Her workout playlist goes hard!

Her ringtone is It’s My Life by Bon Jovi

She doesn’t have an alarm

Alarms are for chumps

You’ll die before you ever see her use an emoji.

There’s a few cracks around the lower corners

It’s a miracle there aren’t more considering how much it falls while she runs

Her voice mail says: “It’s Jo. Just don’t call me.”

Lightning:

Newest model. There is no way he isn’t one of those people who change phones every time a newer one comes out

Has a personalised phone case.

It’s a blue one, with yellow lines, his jersey number and his name

Both the Home Screen and Lock Screen are pictures of him

As it should, king!!

His workout playlist is also great

He listens to Brick’s music recs too much though, so it’s not as good as Jo’s

Only sends voice messages

Sends every sports video he ever sees to Jo and Brick

Jo nearly blocked him because of it

Has an awesome group chat with the rest of his football team

Again, my favourites really show

His ringtone is Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5

Thought Jagger was a football player for the longest time

Mike & Co.

Mi: Black phone case so the system won’t go crazy

Mi: His Lock Screen & Home Screen is a picture of him and Zoey

The System: Writes out entire convos in the notes app

V: Everytime he’s in control, he changes the Home Screen to a picture of him and Anne Maria

V: He also calls her every single time

Cutie pie

V: voice messages are his thing

V: definitely dropped it a dozen times. It’s cracked all over.

S: Follows every gymnast you can think of on social media

S: She’s the reason Mike has a Russian keyboard too

S: Her and Simone Biles are literally besties

S: Forced him to install Duolingo to learn Russian

Mi: He makes her learn Italian

MS: Tries to install dating apps every time he’s on the phone

MS: Searches for “Single Women In The Area” way too many times for it not to be concerning

Reminder: He’s married.

MS: Mike changed the password and no one can tell him what the new one is

C: “Alarms? Back in my day, we woke up with the sun!” *disables it*

C: Also doesn’t know the new password

Ma: Are you kidding? Obviously doesn’t know the password.

Ma: Guessed it once, and changed Mike’s ringtone to fart sounds

Mi: The original ringtone was Under Pressure by David Bowie & Queen

V: Likes to change it to Ice Ice Baby because Mike won’t notice it instantly

Ice Ice Baby <3 Thank you Laurie Elliott

Sam:

A Mario phone case. No other option.

His Lock Screen is the same as Dakota’s

CUTIE PIESSSSS OMG I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH ASIDHDHS

*cough*

Anyways, his Home Screen is probably some game related Easter Egg.

Not an actual easter egg jic someone gets the wrong idea

His ringtone is Jump Up Superstar by The Living Tombstone

My personal fav version is the one by VGR

It’s a pretty new model

Dakota offered to buy him a newer one but he said it wasn’t necessary

It always has a low battery percentage so he carries a charger everywhere

Definitely a moderator on a few gaming rated subreddits or Discord servers

A lot more low-key than his gf on social media

They have matching profile pictures

Scott:

His phone is a hand me down

It’s so old it’s nearly a family heirloom

Dude doesn’t have a phone case

It SHOWS. His phone is beat up.

His lockscreen is a photoshopped pic of his sister’s head on the body of a donkey.

They’re each others biggest hater

His homescreen is just a big pile of dirt.

It always reminds him of home.

I’m having so much fun with this one you have no idea

Scott and Jo have the most insane Twitter beef I swear

There’s a Tumblr account dedicated to it.

Scott also has several fan accounts (all ran by me lmao)

His playlist is absolutely insane.

The only Kanye songs I listened to are Monster & American Boy - because he’s awful - and they’re both 10/10 songs I fear

Scott actually has an amazing taste in music

Dude probably loves Whistle

I hate to admit it but it’s a good song

His ringtone is Right Round by Flo Rida & Ke$ha

Staci:

Phone case is light blue.

Both backgrounds are family photos

The family group chat is crazy

She makes it her job to alter Wikipedia articles every weekend

Her calendar is full of family functions

Her ringtone is Beautiful atiful Liar by Beyoncé and Shakira

Unfortunately her music taste is great too

Her voice messages are infinitely long. So are her voice mails

Multiple people from Total Drama (Jo and Scott) have her blocked

Zoey:

Her phone case is clear. She slipped a Polaroid photo of the Revenge cast inside

She made her phone string herself. It’s full of cute charms like little mushrooms, flowers, ladybugs, leaves…

Her Lock Screen is a cute (and slightly goofy ) picture of her, Cam and Mike

Her Home Screen was a group selfie taken on a girl’s night she had with the Revenge girls. Jo has her middle finger out - it was painted black at Dakota’s insistence-, Dakota and Anne Maria are posing while Dawn and Staci have each other in a half-hug and Zoey is taking the picture and doing a peace sign

I should draw that sometimes…

Anyway, Zoey is definitely an avail emoji user too. Also kaomojis (/*•*)/

Her ring tone is Take Me Away by Christina Vidal

Freaky Friday anyone??

She posts the cutest pics on social media

Tries to defuse the Jo/Scott beef

Fails, miserably

[cloudkitchenbusiness29]

Benefits of Cloud Kitchens

The cloud kitchen model offers several advantages over traditional brick-and-mortar restaurants. Here are some key benefits:

1.    No Rental Expenses

One of the most significant advantages of a cloud kitchen is eliminating high rental costs associated with prime-location dining spaces. Since cloud kitchens do not serve customers on-site, they can be located in more affordable areas, reducing overhead costs significantly.

2.    No Salary Expenses

Staff costs can be a substantial part of a traditional restaurant's expenses. Cloud kitchens, however, require fewer staff members because there is no need for servers, hosts, or cleaning staff. The focus is on kitchen staff who prepare the food, and sometimes, even these roles can be optimized with efficient processes and technology.

3.    No Equipment Required

The initial setup costs are minimal when you partner with a franchise like The Rolling Plate. The company provides the necessary kitchen equipment, so you don't have to invest heavily in purchasing expensive cooking appliances and tools. It makes starting and operating a cloud kitchen easier with lower capital investment.

4.    High Monthly Profits

Cloud kitchens are designed to be highly profitable. With the reduced rent, salaries, and equipment costs, more significant revenue can be reinvested into the business or taken as profit. The Rolling Plate's model allows franchisees to enjoy a 19% share of the monthly sales revenue, ensuring a steady income stream.

Step-by-Step Guide to Starting Your Cloud Kitchen

Starting a cloud kitchen involves several steps. Here's a comprehensive guide to help you get started:

Step 1: Select Your Sub-Brand

With over 20 sub-brands, including Indian, Chinese, and multi-cuisine options, you can select the brand that best fits your market and personal preferences. Some popular brands under The Rolling Plate include:

·    Indian Brands: Ballu Bawarchi, Bhukha Sher, Dana-Paani, Kahi-se-Bhi, Rozi Roti, Delhi-Cacies, Chicken Khurana, Laale Di Chaap, Dilli Meri Jaan, Roti aur Boti' Xpress, Raja Bhoj & Co, Dumb Biryani, Bahu Belly.

·    Chinese Brands: Shanghai Chillies, Fat Chinese Chef, Dou Chi, Excellent Dumpling House, Let's Wok, Chopper's Stop.

·    Multi-cuisine Brands: Oye Chottu, Pind Kaneda.

Step 2: Pay the Franchise Fee

After choosing your preferred sub-brand, the next step is to sign the franchise agreement and pay the franchise fee of 2.9 lakhs plus GST. The Rolling Plate team will assist you with the paperwork and support you to get your cloud kitchen up and running.

Step 3: Set Up the Kitchen

The Rolling Plate will handle the setup of your cloud kitchen, providing all the required equipment and managing the staff. This means you don't have to worry about the logistics of setting up the kitchen, allowing you to focus on the business side.

Step 4: Access Food Delivery Platforms

One of the significant advantages of partnering with The Rolling Plate is the access to food delivery platforms like Zomato and Swiggy. These platforms are essential for reaching a broad customer base and ensuring a steady flow of orders.

·    Zomato: Known for its extensive user base and user-friendly interface, Zomato will help you reach a broad audience.

·    Swiggy: With its reliable delivery network, Swiggy ensures your food reaches customers efficiently.

Step 5: Monitor Sales and Performance

The Rolling Plate provides comprehensive data on your sales and performance through the Zomato and Swiggy portals. You can track daily orders, revenue, customer feedback, and more, helping you make informed decisions to improve your business.

Step 6: Enjoy High Monthly Profits

With all operations managed by The Rolling Plate, you can enjoy a high monthly profit margin. The company's revenue-sharing model ensures you receive 19% of the monthly sales revenue, providing a steady income stream.

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Sri Lanka: Unveiling the Island’s After-Dark Delights and Colombo’s Captivating Charm

Sri Lanka, the "Pearl of the Indian Ocean," beckons travelers with its pristine beaches, ancient ruins, and lush green landscapes. But beyond the daytime adventures, Sri Lanka’s vibrant nightlife scene, catering to diverse interests. This comprehensive guide explores the electrifying nightlife options throughout the island nation, culminating in a delightful delve into the captivating things to do in Colombo, the heart of Sri Lanka.

1. Pulsating Nightclubs and Live Music:

Sri Lanka's major cities, particularly Colombo and Kandy, boast a thriving nightclub scene.  For those seeking pulsating beats and energetic dance floors, head to nightclubs like "Colombo Hilton Club" or "Club XL" in Colombo.  If live music is your preference, Kandy offers a dynamic scene with venues like "The Kandy House" featuring local and international bands.

2. Beachfront Bars and Lounges:

Sri Lanka's stunning coastline provides the perfect setting for a relaxed and scenic after-dark experience.  Beachfront bars and lounges offer breathtaking views of the sunset, a cool sea breeze, and a laid-back atmosphere.  Sipping cocktails while listening to the gentle waves crashing on the shore is an unforgettable way to unwind after a day of exploration. Popular options include "The Cliff" in Unawatuna and "The Shore" in Mirissa, offering stunning ocean views and a chilled vibe.

3. Rooftop Bars with Panoramic Vistas:

Colombo boasts a growing number of rooftop bars with breathtaking panoramic views of the city skyline. Enjoy a refreshing drink and delicious bites while admiring the twinkling lights of the city below.  "The Cloud" at the Shangri-La Hotel or "Sky Bar" at the Cinnamon Grand Colombo offer upscale settings and stunning vistas.

4. Cultural Shows and Traditional Performances:

Sri Lanka offers a unique opportunity to experience traditional dance performances after dark.  Witness captivating Kandyan dancers adorned in vibrant costumes, or enjoy a mesmerizing fire dance performance. Cultural shows like "The Kingdom of Kandyan Dance" in Kandy or "The Sri Lankan Night Show" in Colombo provide a window into the island's rich cultural heritage.

5. Local Pubs and Wine Bars:

For a more laid-back evening, explore local pubs and wine bars.  These establishments offer a chance to mingle with locals, sample Sri Lankan beers, and enjoy a casual atmosphere. Popular options include "The Pub" in Galle Fort and "The Wine Company" in Colombo, offering a wide selection of wines and a relaxed ambiance.

6. Casino Entertainment:

Sri Lanka has a growing casino scene, particularly in Colombo.  If you're feeling lucky, try your hand at blackjack, poker, or roulette at casinos like "The Colombo Club" or "The Marina Colombo."

7. Night Markets and Street Food:

Sri Lanka's vibrant night markets come alive after sunset, offering a delightful culinary adventure. Explore the bustling stalls at "Pettah Floating Market" in Colombo or the "Night Market" in Kandy, where you can savor an array of delicious street food like kottu roti, devilled prawns, and fresh seafood.

A Captivating Delve into Colombo: Beyond the After-Dark Delights

1. Exploring Historical Gems:

Colombo boasts a rich history, evident in its colonial architecture and cultural landmarks.  Delve into the Dutch colonial past at the "Fort," a historic district with cobbled streets, churches, and museums. Witness the grandeur of the "Galle Face Green," a scenic promenade overlooking the Indian Ocean. Explore the "Gangaramaya Temple," a Buddhist temple complex showcasing intricate architecture and beautiful statues.

2. Culinary Adventure:

Sri Lankan cuisine is a delightful blend of flavors, influenced by Portuguese, Dutch, and Malay traditions.  Indulge in authentic Sri Lankan fare at restaurants like "The Gallery Cafe" or "The Ministry of Crab," or sample international cuisine at establishments like "The Mango Tree" or "Cafe on the Fifth."

3. Art and Culture:

Colombo offers a thriving art scene.  Explore contemporary art galleries like "The Barefoot Gallery" or "The Saskia Fernando Gallery."  The "National Museum of Colombo" houses a collection of artifacts showcasing Sri Lanka's rich history and culture.

4. A Day Trip to Mount Lavinia:

For a delightful escape from the city, consider a day trip to Mount Lavinia, a charming suburb located south of Colombo.  Relax on the pristine beaches of Mount Lavinia Beach, visit the historic "Sri Lanka National Zoological Gardens," or explore the "De La Salle College Museum," showcasing Sri Lanka's maritime heritage.

With its vibrant nightlife, rich culture, and captivating landscapes, Sri Lanka promises an unforgettable travel experience.  This comprehensive guide has equipped you with the knowledge to plan your ideal Sri Lankan adventure, from exploring the electrifying nightlife scene to delving into the captivating charm of Colombo and venturing beyond to discover the island's hidden gems.

So, pack your bags, embrace the vibrant energy of Sri Lanka, and get ready to create lasting memories!

[donutwares]

Got up 6am…

Was up early again this morning and went for a run. The garbage truck was making its rounds as I passed by. Legs felt tired and I could barely do 3 minutes. Came home and did 40 pushups and 30 sit ups, 20 lunges and twists. Working out in the morning feels great but take it a little easy or stroke could occur.

My healthier diet is bearing dividends. Say no to ramen and peanut butter, roti canai / prata as well.

Tomorrow, Dad’s endoscopy. Confident he will make it little worse for wear. We got him lots of nutritious liquids like coconut water.

I have $90 to spend over October. Mom and I want to visit On Cloud @Pavilion. Roger recommended it.

Decided to give up writing SH and no more apps. Will concentrate on my diy projects and staying healthy.

[raftaaradventure1]

Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek: A Serene Himalayan Expeditio

Nestled in the pristine Garhwal Himalayas of Uttarakhand, the Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek is a hidden gem waiting to be explored by adventure seekers and nature lovers. This enchanting trek offers an opportunity to witness the natural beauty of the region, including lush meadows, dense forests, and breathtaking vistas. In this article, we will embark on a virtual journey through the Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek, uncovering its beauty, challenges, and the magical experience it offers.

The Magnificent Ali Bedni Bugyal

What is Ali Bedni Bugyal?

Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek, often referred to as “the twin meadows,” comprises two stunning alpine meadows, Ali Bugyal and Bedni Bugyal. These lush green expanses are located at an altitude of approximately 11,500 feet, making them a paradise for trekkers and nature enthusiasts.

The Mythical Connection

Legend has it that these meadows are associated with the Hindu epic, Mahabharata. It is believed that the Pandavas wandered through these meadows during their exile, leaving behind a magical aura that still lingers in the air.

Trekking Through Nature’s Wonderland

The Trekking Route

The trek to Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek is a moderate one, making it accessible to both beginners and experienced trekkers. It usually begins from Lohajung and takes you through enchanting forests, remote villages, and picturesque landscapes.

Flora and Fauna

As you ascend through the dense oak and rhododendron forests, you’ll encounter a diverse range of flora and fauna. Keep an eye out for vibrant Himalayan flowers and the elusive Himalayan monal, the state bird of Uttarakhand.

Bedni Kund: The Sacred Lake

A highlight of Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek is to reach Bedni Kund, a sacred lake surrounded by myths and legends. This serene lake reflects the mighty Trishul Parbat, creating a mesmerizing sight that leaves trekkers in awe.

Challenges and Rewards

Altitude Sickness

One of the primary challenges faced by trekkers is altitude sickness. It’s crucial to acclimatize properly and stay hydrated throughout the trek to avoid this common ailment.

The Rewarding Summit

The trek culminates at the summit of Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek, where trekkers are rewarded with panoramic views of the Garhwal Himalayan range. The feeling of standing amidst the clouds with towering peaks in the backdrop is truly awe-inspiring.

Planning Your Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek

Best Time to Visit

The best time to embark on Ali Bedni Bugyal Trek is during the summer months (May to June) and the post-monsoon season (September to October) when the meadows are in full bloom, and the weather is pleasant.

Essential Packing List

Sturdy trekking shoes

Warm clothing

Rain gear

Trekking poles

First-aid kit

Water purifier

Local Cuisine and Hospitality

Experience the warm hospitality of the locals and savor the delicious Garhwali cuisine, which includes dishes like Aloo Ke Gutke and Mandua Ki Roti.

Connect with us

PH No.-+918979568292, +918755336565

Gmail- bireerana90@gmail.com

[mnovenia]

Day 8 - 4 Aug 2023

Selesai packing uda siap2 buang sampah, beres2 airBnB, keramas dll because besok paginya dijemput Yoora, mau ke gereja and mencoba peruntungan ke Daegu naik bus gereja instead of kereta karena fulll smua.

Sedihnya pagi2 udah Yoora jemput, mobilnya hit tembok huhu.. Anyway Yoora tetep ahah hehe, ke gereja ketemu Yonhee and bener ga dapet tiket bus uhuhu. Akhirnya maksa beli tiket ke Daegu, dapet tp mepet but by God's grace berangkat juga kita. Perjuangan naik bus berganti2 dr gereja ke Seoul station, beli makan an di CS bli kimbap, roti, guaca dll, stay d Paris Croissant, seneng bgt bli roti sosis, scones, sogem ppang dll. Pas mau berangkat naik kereta Yoora beliin kita eomuk yg enak banget. Then sibuklah dia bikin konten etc. Tidur sebentar trus ga kerasa udah sampe Daegu.

Panasnya double yawla, kita naik taxi langsung ke expo, foto2 dikit di station. Sampe expo ketemu bu bella, titip tas trus ambil tiket, janjian sm anak Indo dr Busan kulupa namanya Chris kynya. Trus eonnie minta ketemu ke GS dll, ketemu bentar n jalan sm yuseosu, they just ensured that im not alone baik bgt ya. Yoora jg krn dia sendirian di telp Eunhye segala untuk ajak aku join, even Soon nya Hakman/Yujung tp ga ketemu n aku lg ada masalah sm si Pak Hendra & temennya yg maruk masalah komisi huhu.. I was so clouded and almost crying. I was just charging my phone on the floor. Tiba2 disamperin jibsanim yg baik banget juga krn she just want to ensure I wasn't alone huhuh.. anyway krn ga konsen bgt n cm nyanyi2 aja, i was crying few times and couldn't enjoy much but tuker2 cerita sm Chris etc. Itu aja sih yg kuinget. Kubeliin yoora USB baru album remnant, baju kaos yg aku pengen, ketemu Grace di toilet, pas mau pulang ketemu Jungsoo n foto sm suaminya jg. Sambil tunggu Yoora jumpa fans then kita jalkak ke hotel huaa..

Magically, malem itu kita ketemu anak yg kebingungan tp ngom bhs Inggris. He saw our WRC bracelete and asked if kita orang korea and kita ngobrol2 ternyata dia mau minta bantu order taxi krn udah 1 jam gaada yg lewat. He was from China and on mission to bring his pastor laptop OMG serem banget ga sih. He said: don't worry without you know God work in China so much more than what you think of. The gospel spreaded all over cities and he came from Shanghai, looked like an educated boy named Tata. Funny enough once he knew me from Indonesia but with my appearance he assumed I am chinese Indonesian (which is true) so he started to speak chinese with -____- (I said I speak korean better HAHHA sowwy). And then he told us that he came with 200++ delegates from China just for WRC and they will go to HK first before landed in China, his pastor even on a secret mission and being surrounded by korean polices everywhere he goes to protect his safety). Isn't that amazing? Sinkinata, God just want me and Yoora to be more encouraged after a tired day.

We arrived at hotel and met Bella, twas nice and we decided to have movie night also the ordered best chicken yg juga enak bgt, sampe malam ini pun aku masih ngidam yawlah.. nyesel gaikut makan. Trus yawda ketiduran aja.. Bella blg aku snored kenceng bgt n dia merasa ada spirit yg keluar dr aku and masuk ke dia (catholic spirit) serem banget gak seh.. Anyway ternyata hotelnya aga plus2 nya ngasi benda2 ga penting, tp enak aja sih so far.. that was BB girls journey in Daegu.. Goodnight uda jam 2 di tgl 16 oct..

[fantodsdhrit]

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[coffeeandcalligraphy]

A chatty writing update | novels, short fiction, etc!

Hi folks!

It’s been a while since I last wrote an update on this blog! I thought it’d be fun to go back to basics, and just talk about writing. This post chats about: new plans for Feeding Habits, my newest novel, my short story goals & growing collection, along with process reflections.

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@if-one-of-us-falls, @qatarcookie, @chloeswords, @alicewestwater, @laughtracksonata, @shylawrites, @ev–writes, @jaydewritesfiction, @jennawritesstories @eowynandfaramir, @august-iswriting, @aetherwrites, @avakrahn, @maisulli

What have I been up to?

For starters, I finished my second year of my Writing undergrad last week and got two of my final grades back today (A+ baby)! For anyone who has taken online university, y’all already KNOW, but this year was so difficult. Would not recommend! Really proud of myself to have gotten through this absolute rollercoaster of a school term and am excited to get into some writing. That leads us to:

What have I been up to (writing edition)?

2021 started off so fast. By the time January hit, I was so consumed in my new semester that I did not have time to write Feeding Habits (my novel). In the first few days of the term, I managed to write between class, until I could no longer keep up! Essentially, I did not write any of that novel until exam season (last week), where I did manage to get in about 3k words in ~4 days.

Feeding Habits

I’m currently drafting what I believe will be the last chapter of this book (chapter 10: Swan Song). This chapter is so bizarre for a few reasons. It begins the book’s third part and also marks the shift back into Lonan’s head from Harrison’s. I originally thought this part would be much, much longer, with at least another five chapters to go, but quickly realized the book’s content was nearly completed. In my 4 day 3k palooza, I hit 50k in the book (the word count goal), and couldn’t see myself extending past 60k. Since then, I’ve made the loose decision to write this final chapter as a ~novella. Here are a few reasons why:

1. This chapter is structurally very strange.

I unashamedly shift from present to past to present to past past, and so much more every 12 words. I mapped out the timeline on a sheet of paper, and there were over 20 shifts in scenes (the chapter is only about 4400 words at the moment). The fictive past is incredibly important to this chapter, more important than the present, and I thought it would make more sense to not break randomly for a chapter so I could upkeep the consistent inconsistency of the chapter.

2. The chapter is very abstract

This stems from the structural changes, but there are paragraphs in this chapter of the fictive present that are loosely based in reality. They’re more poems than they are factual paragraphs, and keeping them all contained in one place (so a mega chapter/ novella) would reduce the most confusion!

3. There’s not much left to cover

Like I said above, Feeding Habits is on its last leg, lol! I know exactly where the book needs to end up, which is very, very soon from where I’m currently at on the timeline. Swan Song should cover what 2-4 chapters would cover in terms of arcs.

Feeding Habits and I have a really weird relationship, tbh! When I realized a few weeks ago that it’d been over a year since I started the book, I realized I just needed to finish it. Not that I want to rush (because I’ve taken longer than a year to write a book in the past), but that in order to move onto another project, I’d like to put this one behind first. This book has been the hardest thing I’ve ever written, and has reminded me there’s always a time to let go. This sort of scrounges up a conversation about letting this entire series go, which is certainly something I’ve been contemplating doing soon(ish). If this spinoff series gets a third book, that may or may not be the last Fostered book for a very long time (or ever)! There are many complex reasons to move on, but the main one is that I have other projects I’d like to focus on. This is not a definitive decision, but something I’ve certainly been thinking about!

Here are a few excerpts I wrote recently:

(TW: death, gore)

Dying feels like being a trout dangled out of water. Clinging to a hook. Mouth open. Scales iridescent in a final death cry. It’s like blood spurting up the knuckles, drowning out the flesh. It’s that moment on the long fall down when the clouds cup the body. Easy drifting. The sound a skull makes when it cracks is really just the afterthought.

(TW: death, gore)

Kill shot. Death blow. Coup de grace. Right in the heart. He feels it. The blood swelling, slicking his palms. He can do it. Reach into the cavity. Feel for the ribs. Part each bone. Then cup the humming heart. Stay there. Right. It’s never been easier.

Look at this PURE moment of Lonan holding a baby I CANNOT:

The grocery store was a fifteen-minute walk away. With Olivia clinging to his shoulder, Lonan was acutely aware that she could feel his heartbeat. Open valve. Close. Repeat. Hers pulsed right above his, a miniature drumming. The sky had bruised purple, misted with clouds. The evening air nipped his cheeks, so he made sure Olivia was securely fastened between him and his jacket. With wide eyes, she absorbed the drowsy suburbia, all its family cars pulling into driveways, all its couples heading back home after a sunset walk. When Lonan passed a young boy walking two golden retrievers, Olivia giggled, and didn’t stop, even after he’d spent fifty dollars on groceries and nearly the rest on a red Corolla marked with a MUST GO NOW sign outside a convenience store.

Let’s move on!

Mandy and Cora

I said I wouldn’t talk too much about this project, but I just love it so much?? I wanted to share my SUPER early thoughts on drafting a novel, especially one that is SO different from what I’ve been writing recently. I talked about this before in THIS post, but the summary about this project is that it’s a YA contemporary novel! Can’t believe I’m writing YA again, it’s been so long, but I also think it’s going so well. Everything I’ve learned as a literary fiction writer has been a fantastic primer for transferring back to the genre. Admittedly, I have not written much, but I’m having a lot of fun diving back into a lighter project. This is the summary:

Cora and Mandy are identical twins who’ve always done everything together. But when Mandy decides to go to university out of province after graduation and Cora doesn’t, Cora takes this as an opportunity to “test run” life apart from her sister for the first time by spending the summer at her aunt’s house across the country.

I have come up with a few ~things since I last talked about this project, mostly how I’d like to structure it. As of now, I’d like the book to be structured super loosely. I’m really pulling on a lot of inspo from “We Are Okay” by Nina LaCour (which is SO good), particularly how “nothing happens-y” that book is. This project (which I still need a title for!!) will be structured in short chapters that cover something Cora does on her own for the first time (without Mandy). For example, a few ideas are “Flight”, “Lunch”, and “Groceries”. “Flight” is the first “chapter” (they’re really kind of vignettes) where Cora flies to her aunt’s house. I still can’t determine if this book will take place in Canada. On one hand, I feel like there will be a wider audience if it takes place in the US (is that just an assumption??? maybe?? someone let me know!), but also: don’t really care too much about an audience at the moment! It could also take place in Canada (So Ontario and British Columbia). But if it does take place in the US, I think it may take place in NYC and San Francisco. The problem is: I really don’t like researching lol, and while I’ve been to NYC many times, I will definitely write it wrong! Does this really matter on a first draft?? absolutely not lol, but of course I am already overthinking!

But back to structure: I am looking forward to seeing what this looser structure will do. This is a story that is solely around one half of a set of twins learning to be her own person (and ultimately that she doesn’t have to completely forget her sister in order to do that), and as a twin who KNOWS this feeling, I think this structure of her doing things for the first time is SUPER relatable.

I was worried it might sound silly/worrying to others who are not twins that Cora hadn’t done things like “lunch” or “groceries” on her own, but I feel this so much as an identical twin myself! Not that she hasn’t done anything at all by herself, but as a twin, when you do something without your twin for the first few times, at least in my experience, you notice. If any twins are reading this--weigh in!

This story is the most personal thing I’ve ever written. It definitely is an OwnVoices book! Usually, I avoid details that are remotely similar to me because they make me uncomfortable haha, but with this book, it’s all me, lol! The characters are all Guyanese, which is SO fun because I’ve been planning what they eat (my fellow Caribbean peeps know: the FOOD!), which is so fun (yes they have pumpkin and shrimp, yes they have roti, yes they have pera, yes they have mithai). Every time I’ve gone to dabble at this book, or even think about it, I get incredibly emotional for this reason? I don’t exactly know why. I think this is a story I just so want to tell, with the culture I love SO much that I definitely struggled to love as a child. This is reclamation bitchessss!

Not going to lie tho: the prospect of writing ~a book~ is kind of freaky! I’m going to make the minimum word count for this book pretty short (50k) and see where it goes from there. I think I will focus on this project this summer! Originally I was going to write a literary novel this summer, but I think this one’s calling my name!

Here’s a pretty rough excerpt:

Try. I remind myself that’s what I’m doing after the flight attendant fills me a disposable cup of Coca Cola and all I can think of is Mandy and I shoving Mentos into a bottle of the stuff when we were twelve. Just me, wedged in the middle seat between an exchange student heading out for summer break and a middle-aged woman sipping a cocktail, thinking of Mandy and I bursting whole oranges in a blender when we were bored one Winter break as the plane dips through a wave of turbulence. Mandy and I dying our hair neon green with highlighters (didn’t work—our hair is too dark) as the plane lands on the tarmac. Mandy and I arguing so loud last month, we both lost our voices as I lug my carry-on out of the overhead compartment and shuffle off the plane and through the airport, searching for Aunt Vel.

Short Fiction

I’ve written so much short fiction this year! I have a goal to write a short story a month (they can range in length, as long as 1 is “complete”), so my short story brain has seriously been soaking it all up lately. Let’s chat my month to month breakdown so far:

January:

I wrote four stories in January! The first is a flash fiction piece called “Shark Swimming” that follows a young woman who attends a shark swimming class after breaking up with her girlfriend. I wrote this story for a “test” workshop for my fiction class, and it was based off the prompt “think about something you’re afraid to do and make the character do that thing”. I’m not particularly afraid of sharks, but had been wanting to use the title “Shark Swimming” for AGES (literally since 2018).

This story is one of my favourites. It’s only about 900 words, but I think there’s something profound in how mundanely specific it is. The entire story doesn’t even see the narrator swim with sharks once; it actually takes place fully in the sanctuary’s lobby. But I really love this narrator. This is the first story I’ve written in second person in a while, though I felt really connected to the unnamed narrator. She struggles with accepting that she truly is a “boring” person, and there’s something about the final image that really gets me!

I’ve been submitting this around, though it’s been rejected a handful of times. Hoping I can secure it at a magazine one day because I really love it!

The second story is “Joanne, I’ll Pray for You” which is actually a rewrite of one of my very first short stories (the first story I did not write for a class haha), “NYC in Your Apartment”. I LOVE this rewrite a lot, and also learned the original is not a very good short story! Revising this story taught me just how much I’ve learned in the 2 years I’ve been writing short fiction. Seeing the 2019 version versus the 2021 version side by side is fascinating because I essentially “gutted’ the 2019 version of its beginning and end until all that was left was the middle of the story (aka the actual story). AKA: this is the only story I’ve ever written with a hopeful ending and I cut out all the happy bits lol I am SO sorry (that arc is more for a novel or novella). That’s how this went from a 5k word story to an 1800 word story (my Submittable thanks me for this lol). A lot of details and scenes I included were more pertinent to a 3 act structure/novel, which of course short stories don’t often have because of their brevity. I love rambling about writing theory, and seeing that actually pay off is so fascinating!

(TW: trauma)

Like the original, this story follows Joanne, a woman in her early twenties, who spontaneously breaks up with her boyfriend. She claims the poltergeist haunting her drove her to this decision. The original draft focused a lot more on the traumatic events Joanne survives, but this draft really loosens them up. It focuses less so on the events themselves, and more on how Joanne’s life is affected. I found the details of these events were less important, and even sort of contradicted Joanne’s insistence she is being haunted. Instead, the poltergeist really takes more precedence in the new draft as a force Joanne doesn’t understand. That ambiguity, I think, is what the story truly needed.

I also centralized Joanne’s relationship with her boyfriend, Julian, here. Now don’t get me wrong, I really didn’t add anything to this draft. It was a matter of trimming the fat around it to leave the lean “meat” in the centre. But by removing that fat, I was able to emphasize what was most important here, and that was her relationship. Julian always played a really big role in the original draft, but I feel like his role as both a friend and partner to Joanne is much more emphasized since this draft literally is only two scenes now. Because there is less, there is more room for Joanne to reflect, which I’m happy about!

A final change I made was the setting and therefore the title. The original, which was “NYC in Your Apartment,” I couldn’t keep because I shifted the setting to Toronto (this is how I originally saw it, but in 2019 I just?? couldn’t?? write?? canlit??), and “Toronto in Your Apartment” sounded sort of gross LOL. The new title comes from a line in the story which I think is more relevant to the themes!

The next short story I wrote in January was “How to Spell Alpaca.” This one is super fun because I wrote it SO fast (in about 15 minutes or so). THIS is the writing update if you’re interested in learning more. I talked extensively about this one in that update, but some developments are that I dove into an edit a few weeks ago to really understand the core of the story. I’m still not quite there (this is just an intuitive feeling; I know not everything has “clicked), but I am really intrigued by the two mothers in the story, the narrator, and her newfound acquaintance, Violet. Both really struggle to understand their place as mothers (the narrator even declares she isn’t a mother anymore). The narrator, who is in her 50s, sees herself in Violet, who is much younger (~20s), and so she views Violet’s relationship with her daughter in a cautionary, yet mournful way, like she can see it will end up like her own relationship with her daughter, despite wanting the opposite. This is a really subtle story. I feel like if you blink, you’ll miss the message. But I think it’s compelling for that reason. It’s really a portrait of parenting and how to grapple with mistakes you may make that inevitably affect your children. Wow just unlocked the theme writing this lol.

The final story I wrote in January is “The Party,” which may be in my top 3 faves I’ve ever written. This story follows Aida, a recent divorcee in her ~40s. The day her divorce turns official, she moves into a new house and receives a party invitation addressed to the previous homeowner, yet RSVP’s anyway. At this party, she’s hoping to find some sense of noticeability, having struggled with being nondescript her whole life. Things seem quite normal at the party, until it gets bizarre.

I LOVE this story, y’all. Like “How to Spell Alpaca” it really delves into motherhood. Aida, our narrator, is incredibly hurt after her divorce. She now lives farther from her children she struggled to feel connected to in the first place, and doesn’t really know how to reignite her life. This party is a means to do that. This is the first story I’ve written that contains a “twist” which is strange because I really prefer stories that give us as much info as possible upfront, but yes, this one sort of twists.

February

I wrote one story in February, and that was “Protect the Young.” This title is SO changing when I think of a new one because it’s thematically incorrect, haha, but this story follows a woman in her late 40s whose daughter, Lindy, announces she is married the same day all their backyard chickens turn up dead. The discovery of dead chickens prompts our narrator to recall her ex-husband’s murder and the role her daughter may have played in his death.

I love this story so much! I think this would make a great closing for my short story collection. It just has that vibe! I wrote this for my second fiction workshop. I thought I had to hand in the story a week earlier than I had to, so I panicked and wrote this in one sitting! Little did I know, I did not need to do that lol but I’m very happy because this story is so fun. We get to learn more about Arnold (her ex), his relationship with Lindy, and how that translates to Lindy’s relationship with her new husband, Malcolm. I LOVE true crime (I listen to about 3-4 hours of case coverage daily), and this is my first “true crime” story. Because of that, I’m very sus of a few details that probably wouldn’t slide in actual investigatory work, so I’ll also be working on that in a revision. My professor also gave me a great suggestion that may alter the story’s structure a bit, though I look forward to toggling with it in the future.

March

In March, I was really on a Criminal Minds kick lol. I’ve been watching this show since I was seven (oops), and dove into a rewatch since it hit Disney+! This story, “Where to Run When the Lamb Roars,” is very clearly Rachel watching 5 episodes of CM a day. Oops! We follow 14-year-old Astrid as she and her older half brother kidnap a young girl to sacrifice for their yearly ritual.

I knew a few things going into this story, but the main thing was that I did NOT want to show any details of a potential murder (if one even occurs). I really wanted to keep all of those elements off the page because this story is not about those events, but about Astrid’s relationship with her brother. They are a murderous duo, with Astrid actually being the dominant partner. I wanted to explore that. I knew her brother, Fox, was more of a submissive partner in their team, even when he used to do this same thing with his father when he was much younger (chilling!), and so it was a task to explore how this young girl’s desire for violence works. The end actually comes right before the story starts, one could say, but I like it for this reason. It really made me contemplate the story by the time I finished it, and helped me examine what it really was about versus what it appeared to be about.

April

(TW: sexual content, non explicit)

I was so busy this month! Who knows if I’ll write a story last minute, but I did write one story this month called “Five Times Fast.” I wrote this during a “writing sprint” that was being hosted at a flash fiction workshop I recently took with one of my favourite writers ever, K-Ming Chang. I learned so much from this class, and am so happy I came out of it with a draft! This story is just over 300 words, so the shortest flash I’ve ever written, but I’m really happy with it. It was based off the prompt “describe the last time you or your character was naked.” In this case, the narrator has a “friends with benefits” relationship with Ricky who works at a laundromat. This story highlights a moment in this relationship (and also Ricky’s goofy personality lol). I really like it! Hopefully I’ll submit it to some magazines soon.

My short story collection

Very briefly I wanted to touch on my short story collection which I’ve titled “She is Also Dead.” I’ve been meaning to make a blog post on this, so look out for that in the coming months, but this collection is already at around 35k words (about 14 stories so far). The collection also surprisingly has a solid amount of flash fiction which is kind of fun! There’s definitely a range here, which is what I personally love in short story collections.

I feel very professional now that I have a ~collection chart. This is her:

(image description: A chart with the title “She is Also Dead.” It is broken into four columns: Story, Status, Word Count, and Published. Entry 1 - Story: Slaughter the Animal. Status: Revisions, Word Count, 3982, Published: N/A. Entry 2 - Story: Joanne, I’ll Pray for You, Status: Polished, Word Count: 1809, Published: N/A. Entry 3 - Story: Primary Organs, Status: Published, Word Count: 2342, Published: The Malahat Review. Entry 4 - Story: Faberge, Status, Polished, Word Count: 619, Published: N/A. Entry 5 - Story: The Wolf-Antelope Will Not Come for Us, Status, Polished, Word Count: 1556, Published: filling Station (forthcoming). Entry 6 - Story: How to Spell Alpaca, Status: revisions, Word Count: 1327, Published: N/A. Entry 7 - Story: Blink Twice for Final Judgement, Status: Polished, Word Count: 6572, Published: N/A. Entry 8 - Story: The Species is Dead, Status: Published, Word Count: 1208, Published: Minola Review. Entry 9 - Story: Shark Swimming, Status: Polished, Word Count: 907, Published: N/A. Entry 10 - Story: The Party, Status, Polished, Word Count 2339, Published: N/A. Entry 11 - Story: Fig, Status: Polished, Word Counter: 947, Published: N/A. Entry 12 - Story: Protect the Young, Status: Revisions, Word Count: 4128, Published: N/A. Entry 13 - Story: Where to Run When the Lamb Roars, Status: Revisions, Word Count: 2174, Published: N/A. Entry 14 - Story: Phantom Limbs, Status: Revisions, Word Count: 4844, Published: N/A.) /end image description.

This order is DEFINITELY not permanent (at this point whenever I write a story, I just fit it randomly into this chart lol), and some of the info is outdated (for example, Slaughter the Animal is now polished!!! thank god!!!). But just an idea of what I’m thinking of including.

This is the summary so far:

In SHE IS ALSO DEAD, characters are pushed to act on their gravest impulses. A small town turns murderous when their local invasive species, the Janices, begin dying. A child struggles to understand her mother’s suicide. A college dropout who insists she’s being haunted by a poltergeist unexpectedly breaks up with her boyfriend. A mother acknowledges her daughter’s murderous tendencies after her backyard chickens mysteriously die. A young girl caters the funeral of a girl rumored to be killed by a wolf-antelope. A newly-divorced mother RSVP’s to a bizarre party she was not invited to, and a murderous brother and sister upkeep their yearly tradition of abducting a young girl. These stories follow characters who navigate death, violent desires, womanhood, and loss, both self-imposed and otherwise.

This is also so subject to change as I may pull and add stories to the collection!

I think I’m going to leave this update here for now! I’ve written TONS of poetry too, but I honestly ~hate my poetry right now lol, so! Hope you enjoyed this chill rambly update. Hope writing has going well for you all! All the best!

--Rachel

[achubbydumpling]

Prank War

Get Beached: Original S'more

Rating: General Audiences Words: 500 Relationship: James “Bucky” Barnes & Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Non-Consensual Drug Use, Stuffing, Belly Kink

(I know it's played off here, but please don't drug people without their knowledge and consent because that's an actual crime.)

Bucky was at the beach within a minute after getting Steve’s text that just said Help. He was prepared to fight another alien invasion, but when he got there, the Avengers were still just sitting around a bonfire.

“What’s wrong?” Bucky was gasping for air.

“Tony got another point.” Steve sighed heavily as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. "He gave me a donut with red, white and blue sprinkles and I thought he was being nice.” Steve’s voice dripping with sorrow and betrayal, “Because he ate the last one, but it was a pot brownie.”

“Not every edible is a pot brownie, Capsicle.” Steve whined and fell back onto the beach, running his hands through the sand. Adrenaline was still running through Bucky, and it took him a second to process what Steve had just said.

“You could’ve said that over text, I thought you were dying.”

“I did feel like dying for a second there. It was quite a big brownie.”

“Donut.” Tony corrected.

“I just bolted from a takeaway while ordering to save your stupid ass again.” Steve groaned and made big circles with his hand.

“That sounds so good. What did you get? Indian? I’d love some Indian food right now. Can I have some of your roti?” Bucky closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath.

“Did you listen to anything before ‘takeaway’?” Steve didn’t acknowledge Bucky just sighed again.

“I’m so hungry. I could eat an entire pot of curry. Oh, have you ever had the paneer at that place on fourth street? It’s absolute heaven, like little clouds.” Steve squished his hands together to show everyone.

Bucky crossed his arms, glaring at Tony who was still giggling to himself. He put on his best assassin stare and motioned for Tony to hand him the car keys. Then he hauled Steve up from the sand.

“C’mon let’s get you some food.”

+++

Steve was an achy, whiny mess after eating enough dhal for a family of four and roti worth a sack of flour. His bloated belly looked out of place on Steve’s normally muscle-bound frame. It almost looked ridiculous, but Bucky couldn’t take his eyes off it. Steve had pushed his shirt up to massage his sore stomach. The skin was red and shiny with the strain.

“We’re still in public.” Steve furrowed his nose with over-exaggerated annoyance but did finally pull his shirt down again.

“I want dessert.”

“This all started with one of Stark’s sweets.”

“Tony’s not here.”

“You just said you’re about to barf from all the food.” Like an incredibly overgrown and very petulant child, Steve ordered gulab jamun and kulfi. Then complained that he felt sick because of all the sugar.

Bucky was almost thankful to Stark that he’d gotten Steve to himself for a night. However, that was the moment his phone pinged with a new message from Stark.

A picture of Bucky blushing hard, clearly staring at Steve’s over-stuffed belly.

Gotcha, Barnes.

[punemy-spotted]

Hi lovely Tessa💕💕 Hope you're doing well! 😘

Cupcake and clouds, for your ask game 😊

Hi my dear! I'm doing... okay. Managing as best I can. I hope you're doing well!!

cupcake - are you a good cook?

I am... an okay cook. I can bake really well? And follow a recipe? But I can't make traditional food, which makes my Desi mother very very sad, since I don't know how to make roti properly... and probably will never learn.

clouds - describe one of your favorite dreams?

Oh man. I have a recurring dreams where I'm being chased by something and through it I learn to fly and end up flying over different (probably not real) cityscapes, but I never know what it means except that I probably like travel.

[jhanvi-palans-blog]

It was 6.45 in the evening as Mia's mother called her out from the kitchen. "I need your help in the kitchen, Mia! It's prep time for dinner." Mia dolefully looked outside her window, sliding away from her desk, trying to pen down her thoughts on her perplexed emotions. The sky was the softest gray, like it was about to be pouring down rain. Mia was like any other girl brought up in a traditional family - where collectivism was put on a pedestal and given a higher consensus, that was far from delving into individualism. But as dreamy and moony as she could get, she’d never shy away from stealing a glance into an airy-fairy land where she would take in all the warmth of people residing amidst the mountains and relish their scrumptious home-cooked meals, feel the cool breeze on her face as she glided down swiftly on a parachute overlooking the mountains, gaining a different perspective of the world, quite literally. She dreamt and dreamt until she could do all of that.. and then some more. She had a deep yearning to explore what it’d be like on the other end. To connect with the world that she had either only virtually seen, or may have heard of. To break free from her self-inflicted chains and set her feet onto the uncharted places and unknown lands than being expected to make the perfect "gol roti" now that she's coming of age. She had her heart set on fulfilling this vow that she made to herself that she would not settle for mediocrity, and live a life as grand as it would appeal to her in her dreams and forever remain this bright, starry-eyed kid with a lust to learn the workings of the world. "Some day," she promised herself. As soon as Mia opened her eyes and glanced out of the window, she was shocked to see that the clouds had cleared, and the sky had gone from the dreariest of grey to a hint of orangeish-red, while the sun was just about to set. She beamed with joy just by looking at that. "A ray of hope," she thought to herself. "I'm coming, Maa!" she chimed back to her mother, who was entirely oblivious to the kind of revelation she’d just had. (at Bahubali Hill Udaipur) https://www.instagram.com/p/CUZcb0koYLa/?utm_medium=tumblr

[ruchioslo]

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[mifunebooty]

Well, WHAT A MONTH :)! Last day of February me is truly islands away from me now on the last Day of March! Like i was in Puerto Rico metaphorically and now I'm living in cast away! I had 2 breakdowns today already so im gonna post my favorite 1st time watches already! (Maybe rewatching from here to eternity so it doesnt count) but hey! Tomorrow is Toshiro's 100th bday so

LET'S GET TO IT!

Favorite first time watches (claro more movies this time): snowpiercer 2013, last black man in san Francisco 2019*, Jeanne dielman 1975 (slow but fine ill add),fanny and alexander 1982*, uski roti 1969*, birds of prey 2020*, memories of murder 2003, two cars one night 2004* and floating clouds* 1955 UGH THAT WAS SO GOOD!!!

[keelywolfe]

FIC: A Ray of Sunshine From Behind the Clouds(baon)

Summary: Look, don’t ask Edge about his relationship with Stretch. He doesn’t know, either.

Prequel to the series, set after “Seeing Stars Through Clouds’ and ‘Pillars of Creation’

Tags: Spicyhoney, First Time, Pre-Relationship, Mentions Of The Seven Human Souls, And the deaths of the children, Light Angst

part of the ‘by any other name’ series.

Read it on AO3

or

Read it here!

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If someone asked him to qualify his relationship with Stretch, Edge would tell them to mind their own business, to begin with.

But even if he refused to answer, he would be left with the question and he would have to admit, if only to himself, that he didn’t know.

Their former antagonism wasn’t completely vanished, but these days it would more likely fall under teasing, with less aggression than even his own brother’s. Edge found that he wasn’t merely tolerating Stretch’s company, he was often somewhat enjoying it. The glimpses of lively interest he could show, hands moving excitedly as he talked. The brilliant mind he kept so carefully hidden beneath a concealing layer of sarcasm and apathy was slowly revealing itself, like a shy ray of sunshine coming out from a behind a cloud.

He supposed he could admit that he liked it. Sometimes.

But he couldn’t name it.

For example, how could he properly explain Stretch’s newest ploy? It consisted of Edge getting a text on a random day of an address and a single word beneath it.

lunch?

It was usually followed by a ridiculous emoji of a sandwich, perhaps or a croissant.

The first time it came, Edge nearly declined. He was particular about his food and wasn’t interested in any greasy slop that Stretch might offer.

He’d already typed a refusal, his finger hovering over the send button…and remembered the coffee shop. His newfound daily pleasure in the Beanery was enough for him to delete the message and send a wary agreement, along with a time.

The thumbs up emoji that followed made him roll his eye lights, but his curiosity was piqued. Besides, if it turned out to be someplace like Grillby’s, he hardly needed to stay.

Instead, it turned out to be a small restaurant with no more than four tables, covered in checked tablecloths and dripping candles despite the hour of the day. There were braids of garlic hanging from the ceiling along with yellow globes of cheese. The overhead fixtures were plain and rustic. His doubts grew at first sight and vanished when he took the first bite from a plate brought to him by a large, enthusiastic Human whose booming voice nearly demanded enjoyment of the food.

Until then, Edge’s experience in pasta was limited to dinners with Papyrus and a few dishes he’d made on his own.

But this…one twirled fork filled with noodles and Edge could reassure their anxious waiter that the food was delicious. Lunchtime conversation was mostly Stretch rattling on about the history of Italian food, with the Human, Mario, occasionally interjecting.

It was…acceptable. And if sometimes the bright gleam of excitement in Stretch’s eye lights sent a twinge to his soul, well, a quick rub over his sternum usually chased it away. Usually.

Since that first text, Edge had eaten in many different places that were as unlikely as they were unusual. Stretch knew of plenty hole-in-the-walls where he chatted with the owners in their own language, Spanish, Italian, ones Edge didn’t recognize, from food trucks and storefronts with handwritten signs. They would sit at small tables with clean table cloths and eat food that was brought steaming on platters, or Stretch would secure them paper plates of food that was delicious and sometimes so spicy even Edge needed a drink.

Today, they were sitting together at a rickety picnic table, three dishes between them laid out on a scattering of clean napkins. If Edge was out of place in his business suit with Stretch who was in a sweatshirt and sneakers, the owner hadn’t given them a second glance.

“this is a kimchee roasted veggie bowl,” Stretch announced, pointing his fork at one dish. “caprese skewers, fried rice balls, and korean barbecue.”

Edge took a bite of the aforementioned veggie bowl, humming in appreciation at the heavy spice as he forked up another. The young woman in the food truck gave him a grin and a thumbs up. Edge waved somewhat stiffly back to her. “You certainly know a lot of people.”

“i told you, i like people,” Stretch mumbled around his own mouthful. It was a struggle not to grimace at the way he slurped up his food, but Edge couldn’t argue that it wasn’t delicious.

“I would have thought you wouldn’t care for Humans, to be honest,” Edge said, carefully. Perhaps not the best choice of luncheon conversations, but it was a question that had bothered him in the past. “Blue said that your Human in Underswap was much different than Frisk.”

Once, before a trip to a planetarium and a scattering of lunches, Edge likely wouldn’t have noticed the way Stretch tensed, his smile becoming less easy and more fixed, “yeah, pretty different.” He shrugged, plucking up one of the skewers and nibbling at it. “most humans are okay, you know? most of them aren’t much different than us. they love their families and they have fun and they like to laugh. most of them are fine.”

“Some aren’t.” Edge thought of his children at the Y, the stories he knew they hid.

He was taken off guard by Stretch’s flat reply, “asgore killed six kids and people think he’s okay.”

Edge frowned. “That’s different, he was doing what was necessary for his people as a King.” But thinking of it made him uncomfortable in a way it hadn’t in the past. Before they’d come to the surface, Edge had never met a Human, and now—

“yeah? maybe humans who do bad things are doing what they think is necessary. why does asgore get a pass?”

“You don’t like him.” That much was obvious, Stretch never made any pretense in the few occasions Edge saw him around Asgore, much the same as he’d never made any pretense around Edge not that long ago.

Stretch stabbed at a rice ball with his fork, and muttered, “i don’t want to fight.”

“We aren’t.”

“okay, then no, i don’t,” Stretch snapped. “and i’ve never been shy about saying it. he can have all the excuses he wants but the truth is, he killed those kids. i’ve seen their souls, you know i have, we all saw. they were kids and she just—“

“She?” Edge interrupted softly and Stretch clicked his teeth shut and looked away.

“he. whatever. look, the point is, he killed them. that doesn’t make me want to look at him like some fuzzy-ass savior.”

“I’ve killed.” There was no denying it and he’d never tried, not when a simple Check would reveal the truth. He wasn’t ashamed of it; he’d done what was necessary and no more, enough for him and his brother to survive.

“yeah, i know, kinda hard not to when i saw your lv the first time we met,” Stretch blew out a sharp breath and his sudden smile held no humor, “you ever killed a helpless kid?”

“No.” That much at least he could claim.

“i have. so i’m a hypocrite, too.”

That…was impossible. Stretch had no LV at all. Edge grabbed his wrist as Stretch tried to stand, “What do you mean?”

“let me go.” There was a tremble to those words, but it wasn’t fear Edge heard.

He let go.

He watched as Stretch walked a distance away, downwind, and pulled out his cigarettes. Flicked his lighter and lit one, exhaling a pale cloud. He smoked as he watched cars driving past, Humans pulling up to order their own food and giving them curious glances or the occasional look of outright disgust. No one approached them, no one said a word, and Edge worked his way through the bowl of kimchee, watching Stretch as he watched the world.

He dropped the butt on the ground, grinding it out beneath one untied sneaker, then picked it up gingerly between two fingers to toss on the trash bin.

Stretch walked back to the picnic table, hands in his pockets. He breathed out slowly, then asked, “can we talk about something else?”

“Yes.” His curiosity suddenly didn’t seem worth seeing that anguish again on Stretch’s face, not right now. He pointed his fork at the plates laid out in front of them. “Kimchee with roasted vegetables. Last week it was curried goat roti. How do you find these places?”

Stretch grinned and the sudden flood of warmth in Edge’s soul must have been from the heat of the kimchee. “twitter. i have a weekly thing i do where i take restaurant suggestions and then i sort of review it.” He gave Edge a wink. “i did ‘seoul food’ a few weeks back and thought maybe you’d like it, spicy as you are.”

“My temper isn’t that bad,” Edge said with exasperation. He couldn’t say why, but for some reason, Stretch’s grin turned closer to wry.

“nah, your temper is fine, edgelord. hey, listen, i’m gonna go to a new chinese place next week for a review, wanna come with? i promise i won’t mention you by name.”

Edge paused, his fork hovering over the barbecue. This was the first time Stretch had invited him out for lunch in advance rather than springing it on him, and to a restaurant he hadn’t yet visited. That, too, was something new.

But he couldn’t say he hadn’t enjoyed their lunches…

“No pictures,” Edge said sternly, and Stretch’s expression lit up with delight.

“nothing but selfies and the plates, cross my soul!” Stretch made an ‘x’ over his sternum with a long finger, then snatched up his fork again. “okay, now quit hogging the goods.”

As Stretch reached for the bowl, at the last moment Edge used his own fork to pull it out of reach, sending Stretch’s to clang uselessly against the picnic table. His disbelief morphed into a peal of laughter and Edge had to resist the urge to smile, rubbing again at his sternum.

Honestly, he might have to have his soul Checked if it kept throbbing like that. For now, he scooped up the bowl, working on keeping it away from Stretch who had actually crawled onto the table trying to reach and would probably have more success at getting a forkful if he could stop laughing.

Something like friends, Edge decided at last, giving over the bowl before it ended up a mess in one of their laps. That’s how he would describe their relationship if he were asked. Similar to what he had with Antwan, someone he could share a meal or a conversation with.

And if they were friends, then he could admit he was looking forward to more than the food next week.

Especially if Stretch laughed like this again.

-finis-