#Cosie Costa

[hermitparadise]

The kids from C.A.P.E.R. (1976)

[fourorfivemovements]

Films Watched in 2025: 8. The Flight of Dragons (1982) - Dir. Jules Bass/Arthur Rankin Jr.

[cinemaquiles]

Filme esquecido do dia: Fuga de um pesadelo (Survival Run)

[lawschool-lesbo]

15.04.2023 prepping between pupillage interviews ⚖️

this is why i've been AWOL the past few weeks... 15 interviews while a full-time paralegal will take it out of you 😅

[vixonspixels]

Default Coffee To Go

It's that cosy time of year where we are all loving our warm drinks, and our costa and starbie trips for those delicious pumpkin spice themed drinks! I decided our sims should be included and made defaults for all of the different coffee's etc that we have in our game that are available as the 'to go' option on the barista machine

She is a one swatch pony, and entirely based off of costa coffee but in simlish ( there will be no english version unless a few people request it )

Requires the get to work expansion pack

Available for free over on my patreon page here

[marinscos]

SHOESTRING THEORY is my debut novel about time traveling to undo your gay divorce and it’ll be out October 1st 2024!! You can sign up to receive an ARC here!! ✨✨🐈

[live-laugh-lenney]

interruption | arthurtv

hello!

not very good as following a routine or any kind of schedule so the posting of my writing will be rather sporadic... i do apologise but bear with me on that.

here's one that i've been working on for a couple of weeks, from a request that was sent in to my inbox, so i hope that whoever did ask me to write this enjoys it. let me know what you think and don't hesitate to send in your feedback or send in any ideas that you want me to write.

thank you! love to you all!

enjoy. x

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Cosy.

That’s how she would describe Arthur’s flat. 

Cosy and very him.

All open plan, with his kitchen melding with his living room mixing with his dining room, but so warm and inviting. A knitted throw-blanket folded and draped over the back of his sofa, that he always said was for show but he never scolded YN when she unravelled the fabric and threw it over her legs when she was curled up beside him, or took it to his bedroom when the nights were too cold for just a duvet and his radiating body heat. Books, labelled from fictional titles to nonfiction titles and autobiographies through to encyclopaedias sat on shelves attached the the walls of his living room, with photo frames of him and his family and wax burners filling in the gaps that melted scents of cinnamon and spiced orange, succulents draped down and in witty plant pots that his friends would buy him for Christmas. Lamps in every corner of his main living space because he felt that the main lighting was much too bright, especially for evenings spent at home with a good book that he’d brought from the bookstore on his outing into the city centre, or too bright for an evening spent at home watching a television show he’d been recommended to watch by one of his friends. 

Where her flat was more in the centre of London, closer to where she worked in an independent coffee house which definitely challenged the Starbucks and Costa’s that were close-by, she became used to the sounds of passing cars and honking taxis and the distant sound of the overground squeaking on the rails as it approached its destination. The hustle and bustle of tourists passing by the entrance to her flat complex, shops on her doorstep, in an area that was full of high-rise buildings and overlooked a park that she spent many of the summery days sat in, with a picnic from Waitrose and a good book and with Arthur, enjoying the time together. So being in the part of London that almost instantaneously switches off in the middle of the evening, once everyone had travelled home and everything had shut up shop for the night, felt almost peaceful to her.

She much preferred his living space to her own…but she was sure that it was the feeling of being in the same vicinity as him that warmed her more than being in the flat itself.

On the evenings he would film with Alex and George and Cam, for a Chaos Crew video that seemed to be in high demand, she found herself dillying around his home and finding things to do until he was finished for the night. If it wasn’t cooking them both a dinner to eat once he was done, it was reading something from his ever growing collection of novels; and if she wasn’t reading a book, she was logging into his Netflix and watching a film to pass the time and, if she’d had a busy day and felt her eyelids sitting heaving, she would curl up and take a nap on the sofa until she was woken up with a soft kiss to the forehead or a gentle nudge into her thigh to wake her up.

But there was something about that evening where she just wanted to be near him.

They’d both, surprisingly, had days off that coincided with each other so they spent the day together and they came rarely and not very often - taking it in their stride and making the most of getting to spend quality time together.They went shopping down the strip together and spoilt the other whenever they saw them looking at something for a little longer than normal, they popped into her coffee house for a cream cake and a coffee and to say hello to her friends who were working that day, they went food shopping because his fridge was a little scarce when it came to ingredients for a dinner that was substantial and they shared a late dinner together where they sat at the dining table with a candle and some fizzy apple juice to impersonate wine because neither of them fancied a drink that night. But she knew their time together was inevitable and she couldn’t help but look at the clock as she counted the minutes down till he said he needed to film a new video - and she couldn’t complain because, well, she had spent the last twelve hours with him. 

But, twelve hours just didn’t feel like enough.

She hated using the word clingy when it came to her relationship with Arthur but… she felt clingy. 

Across the space of his living room, she swerved the sofa and dodged his furniture and tucked the blanket a bit tighter over her shoulders as the gentle breeze of her movements blew it from the bare skin showing for her t-shirt - well, not her t-shirt but Arthur’s t-shirt, yet she claimed it as her own and he couldn’t say no to her when he thought she looked beautiful in his clothing - and she made her way down his hallway to. Goosebumps on her legs as she left the warmth of the sofa but they soon disappeared as she got closer to his office door, accustomed to the chill in the air.

“You know when this guy is telling him to tone it down that he needs to take it down a level,” she heard Arthur remark, a gentle snicker following in suit. 

“Uh, yeah, looking a little bit like a geek there… might want to tone it down,” George’s laugh came next, followed by a chorus of cackles and snickers from the other guys sat on the Discord video call.

“He’s got a fourth badge that’s just homophobic,” her boyfriend retorted back and at that, she rolled her eyes and an unsure smile on her lips because of the emphasis on the last word of his sentence.

She could hear that whatever they were watching on Youtube had been unpaused, ready to carry on before they took another break to add commentary content to the video, and her hand halted over the door handle to his office. Shuffling on her bare feet, the wooden floor of his hallway was cold beneath the pads of her toes, and she just couldn’t figure out the right time to poke her head into his room and ask him just how long he was going to be. She didn’t want to be a bother but the longing-for-him feeling, that sat low in her belly, was becoming a bother to her.

“It is kind of cute. I actually do kind of rate it, like being your own superhero and that… but it is the kind of thing you grow out of when you’re like six,” Arthur stated. 

“Yeah, you’ve got to go as something recognisable surely, right?” Alex questioned and there were some gentle hums of agreement throughout that she probably would have joined in with if they were all sat in a room together and discussing that specific topic, “if you’re gonna go as anything at all.”

“What did you go as to Comic Con?” Arthur wondered, asking the question that everyone was thinking; “I went as Obi Wan Kenobi,” came Alex’s response and he was instantly met with silence. YN could just imagine the smirks and the grins and the laughter that were almost bursting to come to light from the three guys sat there, taking in everything they’d heard.

And YN took the chance.

The door handle squeaked as she applied pressure and the door creaked as she opened it, poking her head into the room, met with the sage green wallpaper of his office and the dim lighting filling the space that he used as background lighting - because he still found his main light to be too bright when filming his Youtube videos. He turned in his seat and let his eyes adjust, smiling upon her arrival once he saw her full figure standing in the doorway, the screen illuminating the side of his face and he slipped his headphones from on top of his head and down to his neck.

“You okay, lovie?”

“Just wanted to know how long you were going to be,” she hummed softly, almost too quiet, but she didn’t want to interfere with their recording because then he’d have been there even longer than planned, “I was gonna have a nap on the sofa but I won’t if you’re not gonna be too long.”

“I won’t be long, no,” he said, “there’s not long left of this video. Give me twenty minutes?”

“I’ll wait up for you,” she smiled, “mind if I just sit in here and watch? Promise I won’t make any sounds. I’m a bit bored out there on my own.”

Arthur smiled warmly at her, letting his eyes wander up and down her body as he took in her comfy appearance, holding up his pointer finger as he turned back to face his monitors and slid his headphones back up his head, setting them back on his ears.

“Guys, YN’s here.”

She could hear the muffled cheers through his headphones from his announcement and she grinned shyly, tightening the blanket around her shoulders, and she closed the bedroom door behind her before shuffling across the carpet. He gave his thighs a pat, inviting her to come and sit with him for a brief few minutes, and she quietly took him up on that offer as she blushed and nodded. He situated himself a bit more comfortably in his chair, unplugging his headphones so she could hear what was happening and moving any lingering wires so she could settle herself down on his lap without pulling any screens off of his desk. Curling up under his arm and bringing her knees to her chest, covering herself with the blanket draped over her shoulders, releasing a content sigh. She wasn’t bothered by her appearance on the screen because she knew he wouldn’t include any of what was happening, without her permission, in the final cut on Youtube.

“How have you been, YN?”

“I’ve been good, yeah. Ready for a sleep but you guys just had to come first tonight,” she smirked, feeling Arthur’s hand tuck beneath the t-shirt hanging down her frame, his fingers tickling up her side in a relaxing and comforting manner, “I feel I haven’t seen you guys for weeks.”

“You haven’t actually,” George remarked with a hint of feigned annoyance, a similar smirk sitting on his mouth, “spending all your time with Arthur now, aren’t you? Taking him away from us. We’ll have to fight for custody.”

She rolled her eyes with a grin and dropped her head into the curve of Arthur’s neck and his jawline, inhaling softly and breathing in the faint scent of cologne still left on his clothing, his arms tightening around her. 

He was warm. 

So warm. 

His hands wouldn’t leave her skin. His arm stayed tight to her waist and his fingers traced soft circles into her hip, just above the waistband of the knickers that dug into her skin, and his free hand kept in its place upon her knee and he gave her a squeeze every so often. 

“I’m letting you have him this weekend,” she hummed, “Platform Roulette, no?”

“I only get him when he’s drunk and annoying,” George frowned playfully, “you get him when he’s all cute and soppy. One can only dream of that interaction, used to have it all the time.”

“YN’s cute and soppy also so they’re practically a match made in heaven,” Cam cackled and YN felt the heat creep up her neck and settle across the expanse of her cheeks, “look at you guys, it’s just adorable and it makes me feel sick.”

“Cam, oh my god,” Arthur laughed, “you guys suck.”

“We love you both really,” Alex smiled, “you know we do.”

*

honestly, ending a story just isn't my forte... i just hate every ending i write.

anyway!

if you got this far then thank you for reading. means a lot to me that you've reached the end. please let me know what you think and don’t hesitate to send me any ideas you may have for future fics. my ask box is always open so don’t hesitate to send anything in.

lots of love to you guys! thank you! xx

[mscostac]

There you are...

You can call me Costa! (she/her/Ravenclaw)

I write. I daydream. I yearn for love stories and happy endings. This is how I ended up here.

This is the growing library of my stories—completed works, WIPs, longfics and one shots. I write SFW and NSFW (MDNI).

All stories are part of the same universe featuring the same characters. These are the pairings I love so much it hurts:

❥ Sebastian Sallow / Carolyn Morgan (FMC, Gryffindor Player Character)

❥ Ominis Gaunt / Phineas Black (MMC, Slytherpuff, canon-ish but mostly an OC)

All my works are published on AO3 and Wattpad, and you can also find me on Discord (mostly active on the OHL server) and Tiktok!

Below is the masterlist of stories & art commissions.

All sorts of interactions are appreciated ♡ I'm a pathological comment replier

Chronological Fic Order guide:

Main Fanfiction Works:

Take Me To The Lakes

COMPLETE | 35k words | Ominis Gaunt / Phineas Black | Mature

Childhood Friends to Enemies to Lovers; Forced Proximity; Grumpy Sunshine; post-game events. All-time readers' favourite and I recommend you start here ♡

Full story + summary & tags on AO3 | Wattpad

Epilogue one-shot on AO3 | Wattpad

I know he's rolled on his side because though his voice is low, I can hear it closely, right in front of me. Too close. He says, "Don't you want to put a face to the person you hate so much? So you can have a clear picture of me while you think about all the loathing?" As if I need to know what he looks like when I already think about him all the time. "Putting a face to it would only make it harder." "Make what harder?" He chuckles faintly at his own joke, but I can hear right through him. The hesitant, insecure, and vulnerable boy I once knew is still there. "Harder to hate you." Grasping my wrists, he traps my hands between his face and his palms. "Let's make it worse, then."

Timeless

Ongoing (~80%) | ~150k words | Sebastian Sallow / Carolyn Morgan | Explicit

real Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, arranged marriage, Amortentia, plot twists, all the 'firsts', dual POV

Full story + summary & tags on AO3 | Wattpad | TRAILER (VIDEO)

I heard Natty entering the dormitory, and the sound of her steps grew louder as she got closer to me. "The moon is beautiful tonight..." I breathed out. She leaned by the window, attempting to make eye contact. "I know dreamy eyes when I see them, Carolyn," Natty mocked. I blushed. "Do you think he knows, Natty? How I feel about him?" I grabbed a pillow and held it close to my chest. "Well... I surely hope he does. The endless letters during summer. The excessive amount of time you spend together. That canvas right there he gifted you. Honestly, I am surprised you two are not dating yet." "The canvas?" I glanced at the Iceland painting and wrinkled my nose. "Oh no... I am definitely not talking about Sebastian Sallow." She tilted her head to the side, lifting one eyebrow. "What? Who are you talking about, then?" "Natty..." I breathed out heavily. "I... I fell for him." I gazed at the moon again. "I am in love with Ominis Gaunt."

One-Shots Collection:

❥ Anne’s Every Flavour Biscuits

3.2k words | SFW | AO3 | Wattpad

Aroace!Anne, Coming Out story, Ominis Gaunt gives a hug

Anne Sallow has always felt different. What was supposed to be just a cosy evening baking shortbreads with a new special potion becomes the first time she feels seen (not literally, though, when it comes to her best friend, Ominis Gaunt).

❥ But Daddy I Love Him (You Should Have Seen Your Faces)

3.5k words | Ominis Gaunt/Phineas Black | NSFW | AO3 | Wattpad

Exhibitionism, P in M and A (say gex), Daddy Issues

Headmaster Black is dead, but it's not too late for his son, Phineas Black, to come out of the closet and make him proud with the help of Ominis Gaunt.

❥ Save a Candle, Blow a Wizard

3.2k words | Sebastian Sallow/Carolyn Morgan | NSFW | AO3 | Wattpad

Birthday boy!Sebastian, Deepthro@ting, nsfw art here

Sebastian's birthday was a day full of activities that his girlfriend Carolyn planned for him. She knew how to make him happy and indulged him with a birthday present of his choice.

❥ Sebastian Sallow Is Not Scared of Snakes

2.8k words | Sebastian Sallow/Carolyn Morgan/"Boggaunt" | NSFW | AO3 | Wattpad

cuckhold, voyeurism, inappropriate use of non-beings (?), crackfic, readers' favourite lol

There is an intruder at the Sallow’s Manor. Sebastian experiences a twisted new type of rage as his biggest fears are put to the test. Is he jealous of the unexpected visitor, though? Or, Sebastian watches a boggart shapeshifted as Ominis f*ck his wife. And he enjoys it.

❥ Two Sebastians Are Better Than One

3.4k words | Sebastian Sallow/Carolyn Morgan/Sebastian Sallow | NSFW | AO3 | Wattpad

threesom&/DP, inappropriate use of a time-turner, selfcest (?)

How Sebastian Stole Christmas, using Santa Claus’ time-turner to have a holly jolly threesome with his wife and... himself.

❥ Cedarwood Lakeshore

5k words | Ominis Gaunt/Phineas Black | Mature | AO3 | Wattpad

established relationship, fluff, surprise marriage proposal, Christmas and NYE, they live in NYC

13 years later, Ominis Gaunt and Phineas Black found their happy ending in NYC. Ominis has one last surprise for Phineas, and Phineas has one last surprise for Ominis.

Art Commissions:

Sebastian Sallow/Carolyn Morgan:

Swimming at Clagmar Coast, by puridew

First Date at the Owlery, by myokk

Their spot at the Transfiguration Courtyard, by giselesann

Almost Kiss during Christmas, by giselesann

Yule Ball, by giselesann

Night at the Library, by vienguinn

Black Dress and Suit, by giselesann

The Notebook kiss, by ketto-art

The First Time, by yoshitsuno

Touch Down (NSFW), by rednite-dork

Morning Daylight (Mature), by kylominis

Save a Candle, Blow a Wizard (NSFW), by meizze-art

Ominis Gaunt/Phineas Black:

Cosy reading, by giselesann

Smoking Hot, by giselesann

Do You Want To Know What I Look Like? by giselesann

Sharing a Bed (Phineas was, in fact, staring), by giselesann

Saturn promise, by giselesann

Rain Kiss, by giselesann

Idyllic summer, by pheexblack

Other:

Carolyn & Ominis are judging you, by kylominis

Yule Ball princesses, by silvyadrakkon

Sebastian & Anne shenannigans, by silvyadrakkon

Sebastian, Anne and Ominis bebes, by sylviadrakkon

Sebastian for Corinthians x Ominis for Palmeiras, by giselesann

header group art: commission by @adelikashere

Lakes and Timeless cover arts: @vienguinn

dividers: @saradika

[calabria-mediterranea]

The Best Beaches on the Coast of the Gods, Calabria, Italy

Tropea is the summer destination for many Italians, Europeans, and other International travelers. It’s so easy to see why so many people are drawn to this Calabrian seaside town. This charming town sits perched on dramatic cliffs looking down on a simple and picturesque church surrounded by the most incredible sparkling blue-green sea. The water is so clear that when it is still, it seems like things are flying just about the water instead of actually floating on it.

There are a lot of wonderful things to see and do in Tropea. But if you are looking to also spend a relaxing day at the beach, then instead of heading to the main beach in Tropea, why not considering heading a little further down the coast. There you’ll find some lesser-known, but also incredibly spectacular beaches!

This beautiful stretch of coastline near Tropea, named La Costa degli Dei (the Coast of the Gods) winds through the province of Vibo Valentia, revealing an unspoiled landscape full of unexpected tourist attractions, extending from Pizzo to Nicotera. These beaches are relatively unknown to the average tourist, so you’ll typically be sharing the day with locals.

Rich in history, culture and breathtaking natural beauty, the Costa degli Dei is a true paradise for sea lovers. This area boasts some of the most beautiful beaches in southern Italy. Each beach presents its own uniqueness and fascinating beauty, making every day at the beach an unforgettable experience.

Briatico beach

Among the most picturesque places on the Costa degli Dei (Coast of the Gods) in Calabria is the small village of Briatico, overlooking the Gulf of Saint Euphemia and located at the foot of the Monte Poro promontory. It is the perfect year-round destination for tourists looking for a beautiful sea and a cosy, tranquil environment, while not missing out on discovering Italian historical sites.

Briatico beach alternates between stretches of white sand with cliffs and bays that are only accessible by boat. But what makes this stretch of coastline truly unique are the ruins of ancient towers, built to defend against the Saracens. Only two of the five original buildings have survived the passage of time: La Rocchetta and Torre Sant’Irene.

Marinella di Zambrone

Marinella di Zambrone is also known as Paradiso del Sub because its cove is a local favorite for snorkeling. It is an easy 15-minute drive north of Tropea. To get to this beach, you have to do a little bit of work. The walk down to the beach takes about 10 minutes. You must follow a rustic trail that winds its way down to the beach below. Once you arrive at your final destination, you are greeted with white sandy beaches and crystal waters. Because of its slightly “inconvenient” (but so worth it) access, this beach is less busy, and you certainly won’t find a lot of tourists here. It’s a great way to mingle with the locals while feeling like you are on your own private beach.

Spiaggia Michelino in Parghelia

Located just a couple of miles north of Tropea, are two beaches that are much-loved by the locals. These long sandy beaches have sparkling clear waters, little coves, and beautiful large rocks in and around the coast that you can explore. Like the beach of Zambrone, you can’t access this beach directly from the street. However, this beach is easier to get to because it has a staircase leading down to the beach. If you’d like to get a view of the coastline from a bit higher up, then take the path to the right before going down the steps. It will take you to a viewpoint where you can admire the coast and the beach below. Once you reach the bottom of the steps, you have the option to go to the left for Spiaggia Parghelia or to the right for Spiaggia Michelino. They are both beautiful, so you can’t go wrong with whichever one you choose.

Piedigrotta beach in Pizzo Calabro

One of the hidden treasures of this coast is the Piedigrotta Beach, named after the small church of the same name located in a cave a few meters from the sea. This unique church, sculpted entirely in the sea rock by local artists over time, is a sanctuary of peace and serenity. With its altar directly overlooking the sea, it is impossible not to be struck by its special beauty and spirituality.

Capo Vaticano in Ricadi

Just south of Tropea we discover Capo Vaticano, a spectacular granite cliff that offers breathtaking views of the Mediterranean and the Aeolian Islands. The unspoiled nature and beauty of Capo Vaticano's scenery is perfect for trekking and adventure lovers.

The famous Venetian writer Giuseppe Berto made Capo Vaticano his home, after travelling throughout Italy. "Capo Vaticano", he wrote, "is called Vatican as a Roman hill: once priests and fortune tellers searched for the future basing their predictions on birds' flights. 200 metres over the Cape there is a rock called Mantineo and in ancient Greek, it means: to communicate with God. The Cape was a holy place and now it is the same."

Baia di Riaci in Ricadi

This small beach has a large natural rock formation that you can swim in, around and through – it is truly magical. Here the beaches are sandy, and the gorgeous transparent water is shallow, which is great for families with children.

Sources: My Bella Vita and e-borghi

Follow us on Instagram, @calabria_mediterranea

[ghostsslutss]

🌊 } at peace. for once. 18+

"Isn't this incredible, love? Just like racing, it's all about balance. Cheers to our endless adventures." - fernando alonso

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f! user x fernando alonso impiled smut

The sillage of the briny air revitalises my senses. It was a golden day, the sun was shining peacefully and Fernando was finally free stewards and Mike Krack. However, Fernando had to do a photoshoot for some random brand at a seaside resort on Spain's Costa Tropical. Then, we can finally relax, without any worries.

For once. There were five people managing Fernando while I sat on the second floor of the yacht. I was reading a book, while I heard multiple shutter clicks. Photographer telling Alonso how to pose in the beacon of light. Fernando was wearing a white Ralph Lauren shirt, white shorts and a black belt with plain shoes to match it.

“Okay Fernando, we have finished everything. We’ll get back to you soon. Okay?”

One of the members of the photoshoot team told him as they slowly walked off the yacht. Taking a final glance at him and waving goodbye.

"¡Perfecto! Gracias a todos por su trabajo. Can't wait to see the photos. Vamos a terminar y prepararnos para el próximo desafío."

He flashed his pearly whites and waved goodbye to the rest. Quickly he rushed to you, tackling you from behind. Hugging you softly. You felt his stubble rubbing against your silky hair.

“Hello, Princesa.”

He chimed.

“Hiya Fernando.”

You replied.

“Why don’t I make you something, come down to the first floor, Querida.”

He offered, holding his hand to you, taking it he gently lead you downstairs to the lower floor. Watching your every move so you don’t slip. He silently told you to sit down, signalling you by nodding his head. He was like your guarddog, protecting you from everyone and everything. That would do anything, even die for you. His love couldn’t be written by songs, poetry or anything else. Except for cooking.

He kissed you on your forehead, slowly drifting away to the kitchen while you stared at the beautiful ocean. The sun highlighted all of your beautiful curves. In a cosy kitchen, he stands over a wide pan, sizzling with olive oil. They toss in onions, garlic, and colourful bell peppers, filling the air with a savoury fragrance. Saffron threads follow, turning the oil a sunny gold.

With practised hands, Alonso adds chicken and a medley of seafood—shrimp, mussels, and squid—each piece searing to perfection. A sprinkle of rice spreads out, soaking up the flavours. Fragrant broth joins in, bubbling gently as it melds with the ingredients.

A few stirs and adjustments later, fresh peas and tomatoes add bursts of color. The kitchen fills with the enticing aroma of the simmering paella. Finally, Fernando plates up the vibrant dish, a masterpiece of flavours and love, ready to share with their wife.

“Here you go, my love.”

I’d smile at him, pleased with my meal. Every bite felt like a new heaven, and tasted so good. I felt like Remmy from ratatouille.

Hours pass by, we would take in the sea and moonlight. Talking about the Media and other silly things. But there was a tension, a barrier that needed to be broken. Something to be snapped. Fernando ran through my hair, sitting next to me. I knew he needed something, his fingers trailed against my thin clothing to my thighs. Slowly rubbing it in circles.

“Cariño..Please.. Can I.?”

He’d squeeze your thigh for extra attention. He needed you, so fucking badly. The submissiveness finally gleamed in his eyes. He wanted you.

“Go on, I know you want it.”

[mobscene-london]

THE DATES SO FAR:

Travel to Costa Brava in Spain and explore the historical Tossa de Mar before having dinner aboard a catamaran ride around the coast at sunset.

A day in Heraklion, Crete, to explore the beaches, local architecture, and museums.

A visit to San Vito Lo Capo, Sicily, to embrace the beautiful beaches. An afternoon spent climbing the face of Monte Monaco, before winding down with a relaxing dinner in the town, with plenty of local wine to share.

Head to Tromsø, Norway, to go ice swimming in the Norwegian Sea. Warm up in a wood fire sauna, before heading into the city for a cosy dinner, and a night of great cocktails at the Magic Ice Bar.

Edinburgh, Scotland. A trip to the Camera Obscura and World of Illusions, filled with optical wonders and playful illusions, followed by a walking tour to the historic Edinburgh Castle. The trip will conclude with a night in a cosy log cabin surrounded by the beauty of the Scottish landscape.

A trip to Amsterdam to visit the art museums on the Museumplein, followed by dinner and live music.

A night out in Moscow. Italian food and French Champagne at Mario's, followed by a ballet at the Bolshoi Theatre. Finish things off with a late-night stroll to St. Basil's to take in the architectural beauty of the city.

Brunch date along the beaches of Tenerife, before joining the festivities of Carnival of Santa Cruz de Tenerife.

A weekend getaway to the small island of Malta, where they can submerge themselves in the culture, food, and scenery, far away from the busy life of London and all its drama.

An apartment in Central Paris, overlooking the Eiffel Tower, with prosecco upon arrival. A day of leisure, followed by dinner at the Sphére, located on Rue La Boétie.

Spend some time exploring Wine Factory N1 in Tbilisi. After plenty of wine tasting and bar hopping, an evening dining at the opulent Biltmore Hotel awaits; beautiful views over the city as the perfect accompaniment.

A pamper filled day at the luxurious Blue Lagoon Spa in Iceland, before toning it down with a beer and brewery crawl through the country's capital. End the night camping in one of Reykjavik's Geodomes.

The night consists of great food and live music. A chance to dress up and step into another world. Dinner at the Story Restaurant in London, followed by Abel Selaocoe and Britten Sinfonia at the Barbican Centre.

A trip to New York to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Empire State Building, Central Park, and do a food tour of the city together.

Private Island Living off the coast of Greece. A small Island villa just for two. Peace, quiet, and no nosey neighbours.

ADDED THURSDAY:

Enjoy a long-weekend away to Ibiza where you will experience both sides of the Island; nights out in the best clubs with the greatest DJs and the nights in watching sunsets by the beach, most luxurious dinners. A date with the best of both worlds.

Get tipsy together on a weekend away at Amalfi Coast. Stay in five-star Hotel Santa Caterina, with its far-reaching views along the coast, a luxurious beach club and two restaurants, for a four-day ‘Luxury Amalfi Coast Wine Experience’.

Arrive in San Sebastián just when the locals get started for the night, around 9pm. Choose from a number of Michelin star restaurants and spend the rest of the night drinking and enjoying the company. Wake up the next day for a walk along the golden beaches and explore more of the food the city has to offer.

Take a hike around the Isle of Skye and maybe a dip in the small water ways if you're brave enough. See the beauty that Scotland has to offer. The night will end at a cottage for 2 with a chef catered meal and an overnight stay.

During the day, enjoy a walking tour of Haga Old Town in Gothenburg, Sweden and a small boat tour of some of the archipelago. End the night with dinner at family owned Familjen where the mood is cosy and the food is all local.

A long weekend in Monaco. Enjoy the comfort of the iconic Café de Paris, spending the afternoon pampered in its spa before heading to an opera. Michelin restaurants, beach sunsets, and ultimate luxury mark a perfect weekend.

Austria. Visit the lakeside alpine village of Hallstatt in the Alps and enjoy a picnic lunch via boat ride. Attend an Austrian Apple Strudel Cooking Class in the afternoon before venturing to Salzburg to tour Hohensalzburg Fortress. Dine at the restaurant atop and attend a night-time concert there while taking in the balcony view of the historic town of Salzach below, including the river and mountains.

A weekend in Positano, along Italy's soaring Amalfi Coast. This includes a private boat tour to the island of Capri.

Sunset watching on a private yacht off the Greek Islands in quiet and private location, followed by luxurious but relaxed dinner and champagne. (edited to be in-keeping with geographical constrictions. Send a follow up date acknowledging this if you wish to change it. ♥)

Jetset to Finland, spend the morning exploring the snowy forest on horseback, try your hand at ice fishing before enjoying lunch prepared over an open fire. Experience the excitement of an overnight husky or reindeer safari to chase down the northern lights and return to the lodge the next afternoon to wind down in one of the glass house igloos of Kakslauttanen resort and enjoy the spectacular sights with a warm hot chocolate and a decadent five course dessert degustation.

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Cosi Fan Tutte (Mozart) - São Paulo, março/2023

Ópera completa com legenda em português: link. Audiodescrição: link.

Apaixonados por suas respectivas noivas, as irmãs Fiordiligi e Dorabella, damas de Ferrara, os jovens oficiais Guglielmo e Ferrando confiam nelas incondicionalmente. Mas, provocados pelo velho filósofo Don Alfonso, decidem testá-las. Mais velho e experiente, ele ironicamente compara a fidelidade a Fênix, ave mítica mencionada pelos antigos: o que teriam em comum é o fato de muitos se referirem a ela sem que jamais se tenha confirmado sua real existência. O tema da infidelidade e a reflexão sobre o sentimento amoroso estão muito presentes na trama.

Cosi fan tutte só foi vista como uma obra-prima no séc. XX. O enredo foi por muito tempo considerado decadente. Pareciam aceitáveis os homens libertinos em Don Giovanni, mas não as mulheres volúveis em Cosi fan tutte. Hoje esta ópera é apreciada pela vividez da trama e a beleza da partitura. A música de Mozart confere ao enredo uma dimensão de pungente realismo, ao explorar tanto o medo universal da traição quanto a excitação do amor inesperado.

A música de Mozart é mágica, como sempre, mas o cinismo subjacente em Cosi fan tutte sempre deixou o público desconfortável. Por um lado, desta vez são as mulheres, e não os homens, que sentem a tentação da infidelidade; por outro esta ópera mostra o amor romântico como algo desgastado. Apesar dos lances de comédia pastelão e humor, o clima é melancólico: para variar, uma opera buffa que não acaba em risos.

- Sinopse - Informações sobre esta produção - Programa - Così Fan Tutte: Ópera de Mozart e Da Ponte por Ligiana Costa - Conversa de Bastidor: Ópera Così Fan Tutte - Così così… - Podcast “A Hora da Ópera”

[thesubliminalme]

Five years ago, I was sitting exactly at the same place i’m sitting now. COSTA the small branch, on that tiny table back at the corner. Five years ago I was sitting here, everyday. But man, how everything changed since last time I was here, not to mention the entire staff. I remember how crowded and cluttered this place used to be, with luggage, books, and study notes all around. It’s empty now! how funny life changes and it changes places too, this cosy place was filled with love stories, kisses and studying dates. I had lots of memories here around people I love, some are not here anymore. I wanna look back at this person who’s sitting at the back table five years ago, and tell him you’ve been doing great, you went through a lot but here you are, sitting on the same chair. You passed everything hard. I’m proud of you. I want to see this table five years from now who will be sitting there! if it’s me, I’m very curios how my story will turn out to be, would I be still proud of me??

I had my drink “iced coffee” and left but I left also lots of emotions and memories stored there. In COSTA

[yoursweetberry]

Una delle cose a cui non riesco a smettere di pensare, sono i discorsi che mi facevi mentre giudicavi Enrico e Cristina, quando il massimo che riuscivano a darmi quando dicevo loro di aver bisogno di vicinanza, erano solo messaggi dietro a un telefono, che se fossero stati veri amici mi avrebbero proposto di vederci e stare insieme, che tu con le tue amiche lo fai.. ed è vero lo fai, ma con me no. Però volevi spacciarti per mia amica e farmi passare pure per pazza quando ti dicevo che non ti comporti come fai con le altre.

Mi hai accusata nell’ultima nostra conversazione di essermi allontanata io da voi perchè ad esempio Giusy chiedeva di me. Mo i messaggi solamente vanno bene? sono da amici bravi? Come mai quando io ho detto di aver bisogno di leggerezza nessuno ha proposto di darmene un po’ invece di lasciarmi a casa da sola? O come mai se doveva essermi chiesto se venivo a casa tua lo faceva solo Giusy? Giusy è padrona di casa tua? Tu non hai fatto che ignorarmi. E se una tua amica sta male e sai che è depressa e che avrebbe solo bisogno di un gesto affettuoso cosa ti costa dire una frase come un invito tu?? Perchè devi giustificarti con “io non faccio gli inviti le mie amiche possono venire quando vogliono” quando poi io è una vita che devo dar conto a quando posso o non posso e a te non costerebbe nulla una parola gentile come il dire “vieni che mi fa piacere stare insieme a te” e far sentire un po’ di affetto a quella persona che sta soffrendo. Quella frase che non costa nulla ma che per l’altra persona può essere una botta di vita.

Come mai quando quel giorno mia mamma si stava operando e ho detto espressamente che stavo male e dovevo uscire per distrarmi e stavo vagando da sola senza sapere dove andare non hai risposto “se vuoi passa un po’ qui a distrarti”? come mai? perchè bastavano i messaggi sul gruppo giusto? proprio come facevano Enrico e Cristina che tanto criticavi! Però quando invece la nonna di Giusy stava male in ospedale l’hai saputa invitare a casa, hai saputo dire Giusy vieni un poco qua, vieni a mangiare da nonna ecc (quindi gli inviti e le cose carine le sai fare) o quando la tua allieva Anna che non è nemmeno una tua amica l’hai saputa invitare a stare un po’ giu da te quando ti ha raccontato del suo disagio di non riuscire a stare sola in casa. Quando io invece scrivevo nel gruppo che stavo male e mi sentivo inutile e sola a casa quando avevo lasciato il lavoro al nido, e mi offrivo pure per darti una mano a lavoro, trovavi solo scuse per non farmi venire. E potrei ripetere la storia della proposta di vedere Harry insieme e a me viene data la risposta “non so se posso sono giu in sala a lavorare” poi se altri propongono di vedere altro insieme, giu alla sala va bene anche se lavori, ANZI meglio perchè mi fate anche compagnia. Quindi è la mia compagnia che non va bene. Vedi che non è vero che sei con gli altri come ti comporti con me?

Con te, con voi, mi deve star bene accontentarmi di messaggi dietro a un telefono, e di elemosinarmi un posto in una stanza se mi autoinvito o se al posto di chi dovrebbe invitarmi lo fa qualcun’altro, nemmeno fosse casa sua. Mi deve stare bene che mi contatti per chiedemi un favore e poi fregartene del fatto che non ci sentiamo e vediamo da settimane senza nemmeno provare a chiedere cosa succede e come mi sta andando la vita dato che in precedenza sapevi e sapevate tutto della mia situazione.. ma chissenefrega giusto? Se ti comporti tu in questi modi, va bene, se lo fanno gli altri invece sono amici di merda. Io questo non capisco, perché prendermi in giro così e pensare di me che davvero sia una stupida e farmi passare da tale. Come se fossi io a non aver apprezzato quelle briciole buttate lì per terra. Che l’ho voluto io di stare cosi! Quando io semplicemente non ci riesco ad essere falsa nelle relazioni per questo mi allontano e si capisce anche benissimo il perchè, ma dall’altro lato si fa sempre finta di niente, perché fare domande è scomodo, è più comodo rigirare a me la colpa di qualcosa, come se dovessi sempre fare IO qualcosa per sistemare e mai gli altri. Che mi deve bastare quel poco, quelle cazzo di briciole che ho dovuto anche chiedere per favore.

Io non ho mai dato briciole a nessuno, ho sempre dato tutto il mio cuore e non mi merito tutto questo dolore.. non me lo merito

[proust2000]

Tutto bello ma:

- quanto costa?

- qual è la sua footprint dalla realizzazione allo smaltimento?

- quanto costerebbe tirare linea lungo un’autostrada per connettere centinaia di sti cosi?

- la posizione ideale sarebbe metterlo tra le due carreggiate per sfruttare entrambi i sensi di marcia, cioè a sinistra della corsia di sorpasso, dove però i mezzi pesanti non passano e a codice della strada anche le auto dovrebbero starci poco. Che si fa? Si cambia il codice? A destra non si può avresti bisogno del doppio dell’infrastruttura e ciao ciao alla sicurezza.

- cosa cazzo vuol dire 1 kilowatt per ora di elettricità? il kW è una potenza, il kWh è energia.

- 2 case con un kW forse i Masai… ma manco tanto.

Le turbine eoliche ad asse verticale esistono da decenni, e sono un pacco salvo rare è molto ben studiate installazioni.

ENLìL Wind turbine

[jacopocioni]

QUANTI MOCCOLI IN PARADISO: Recensione

Il libro di Lorenzo Andreaggi "Quanti moccoli in Paradiso" è stato presentato venerdì scorso alla biblioteca del Bandino, presentatore eccellente Luciano Artusi, che ne ha anche scritto prefazione. Il libro è edito dalla Udom e costa di ben 467 pagine. Non può essere definito un libretto, ma è una vera e propri ricerca dettagliata sul contado del Bandino. Come ha fatto notare Artusi le ricerche di Lorenzo non si sono limitate alle biblioteche pubbliche o raccolte private, Lorenzo è andato a bussare alla porta delle vecchie famiglie del contado per ottenere informazioni, foto e ricordi. Un lavoro certosino che si caratterizza, non solo per lo scritto, ma per la presenza di innumerevoli foto e mappe che difficilmente si ritrovano in una raccolta tanto pregiata.

Noi della rivista non avevamo dubbi, Lorenzo è poliedrico, si occupa di regia, è un attore, un cantante, ed eravamo certi che fosse anche un solido ricercatore e un fantastico scrittore. La sala della biblioteca del Bandino era cosi gremita che non solo erano finiti i posti a sedere, ma anche quelli in piedi e molti astanti hanno dovuto sostare nella saletta per attendere la possibilità di acquistare il libro. Personalmente ero li, appoggiato allo stipite della porta d'ingresso. Il libro non solo riporta notizie storiche, ma anche racconti e aneddoti che solo la scrittura può tramandare e tenere vivi. In questo Lorenzo è stato abilissimo, mescolare il sacro e il profano di un'area fiorentina di cui tanti non sanno molto. Mi auguro che la penna di Lorenzo non riposi per molto e che possa affrontare presto un altro tema, un altro luogo di Firenze, un'altra fetta di storia che potrebbe andare persa nel tempo e che solo ricercatori come lui possono salvare dall'oblio. Un fraterno abbraccio.

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