#MIE SHRED

[omar99hh]

[the-monkey-ruler]

Journey to the West (1952) 西遊記

Director: Fuyushima Taizo

Screenwriter: Bāxún bùèr

Starring: Kotaro Bando / Sumiko Hidaka / Sumiko Hidaka / Kazuko Fushimi / Kuyo Sugi

Official website: http://www.jmdb.ne.jp/1952/cb000730.htm

Country/Region of Manufacture: Japan

Date: 1952-04-10

Duration: 79 minutes

Also known as: 大あばれ孫悟空 / Great Havoc Sun Wukong 1

IMDb: tt8178606

Type: Retelling

Summary:

This movie mixes 14 stories from the original book, but the story line is still the original book and the 14 stories in the original book are broken up and shredded into two episodes of the movie. The Cantonese version is directly called "Journey to the West". The movie merged the original Bone Essence and Flame Mountain, and Che Chiguo and Mie France, etc...Maybe CCTV Journey to the West merged Yuhua Prefecture and Mie France for reference. There is also Che Chiguo who added the original monkey power immortal based on the six-eared macaque

Source: https://movie.douban.com/subject/6785054/

Link: https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV1eo4y127j7/

[winter-cheshire-writings]

Echoes and Experiments: Chapter 8

“Miss Mie!” Sucrose ran over to the woman, looking a bit panicked.

“Sucrose…?” Mieko was confused as to why she was in such a rush. “What's the matter?”

“M-Miss Mie, have you seen Mister Albedo???”

“Oh, no, I haven't. Albedo went home last night, and he said he might be cooped up for a few days. He wasn't at the lab?”

“No, and he wasn't in the library…”

“Oh, maybe at home?” She got up and put her tools down. “Let's go and see if he's at his house, ne?”

“Y-You know where Mister Albedo's house is???”

“Oh, you mean he hasn't told you?”

“N-No, as we are only student and teacher, it was never prevalent…”

“I see… He's more private than I thought…” she nodded. They headed to Albedo's house, Mieko knocking. No answer came, but upon knocking again, the door was open. “Oh? Open?” she opened the door and glanced around. She walked into the house and looked around, hearing someone talking upstairs. She walked up the stairs, Sucrose following. “Albedo?”

“Mie?” A door opened and Albedo walked out, right to Mieko and taking her hand. “Hello, darling. What are you doing here?”

“Hello my dear.” She nuzzled him. “Pardon the intrusion. Sucrose came running to my workshop looking for you. Did you forget about something today?”

“Ah, yes, that was today wasn't it?” He sighed. “Forgive me, Sucrose, I was caught up in research.”

“N-Not at all Mister Albedo. I was just worried because you said it was very important-” a young woman in a hat walked out, Mieko’s eyes going wide.

“Mona?”

“Oh, Miss Mieko.” Mona said, smiling. “Nice to see you again.”

“Yes, nice to see you too.” She said, a bit surprised. As Sucrose and Albedo went to the lab to discuss, Mona sat outside with Mieko and they talked. “So Traveler brought you to Mondstat?”

“Yes. And I've been doing menial work for some extra mora.”

“I see I see.” She nodded. “Hows that working for you?”

“It's working well.” She smiled. “Albedo hired me to do some research on my Catalyst.”

“Oh, on your catalyst?” She nodded. “I see I see~” she felt… relieved? Then realizing she'd felt jealous that Mona had been alone with Albedo, and she pushed the feeling as far down as she could.

“So, how have you been?”

“I've been well.” Mieko replied. A moment of silence passed between them.

“I um… Thank you… For giving me that Mora…”

“Oh, of course. I was worried about you.” She smiled.

“Worried… But I was a stranger.”

“You're also a young woman, and you have good values.” she pointed out. “Not selling your Scrying is a big thing. You could make money doing that.”

“I… You’re right but, it feels wrong to sell it.” Mona replied. “Oh, by the way. Albedo said you were a jewelry maker.”

“Yes I am.”

“Do you think you could help me? I um… I broke one of my charms off and I can't fix it. I asked him for his assistance, but he insisted on me seeing you, since that was your specialty.”

“Oh, a charm? May I see?” Mieko inspected the charm and where it had broken off from. “Ahh, the whole thing broke off…” she pouted. “We would need to repair this whole thing… Actually, now that I look, your cape has holes in it. And your tights have a few runs…”

“H-Huh?? My tights???” Mona blushed.

“Goodness. I'll go tell Albedo that I'm taking you back to my workshop, I can't have a young lady walking around in shredded tights and a cape in such condition.” she said, getting up.

“H-Huh??? But you're a jeweler??”

“Not strictly. I make repairs in clothes too.” she said, heading into the Headquarters before emerging and taking Mona to her shop. She had her change into some spare clothes, Mona insisting that she didn't have the mora to pay Mieko. “Pay me? No, no, no need.” She shook her head. “As I said, I can't have a young woman running around in shredded tights and a cape full of holes.” she stated. She worked worked on drawing a diagram of the findings that were broken and wrote the specifications, adding a few more things before tucking them into a folder. She then proceeded to work on Mona's cape repairs, using a gold thread on the cape to patch the holes decoratively before working on the tights, swearing about how she hated the material to herself. Albedo walked in with Sucrose while Mieko worked, watching her as Sucrose talked to Mona. As Albedo started sketching Mieko working, Sucrose and Mona smiled at each other.

“Isnt Miss Mie amazing?” Sucrose asked as Mona inspected her finished cape.

“Yes. Are those little embroidered parts on Albedo's jacket her handiwork as well?”

“Yes they are.” Sucrose smiled.

“Amazing. It matches so well…”

“Hehe, Miss Mieko prides herself on working the client's aesthetics into the repairs as much as possible.” Sucrose said cheerfully. “She and Mister Albedo are very alike that way, they put such care into their work…”

“I noticed. I… I think they look really good together.”

“Don't they?” Sucrose smiled. “He always seems… Happier. When he talks to Miss Mieko.”

“Yes, he does. Even the way he looks at her is so different…” Mieko eventually got frustrated with Mona's tights and went to get something from upstairs. She returned with a swatch book and some measuring tools.

“Mona. Stand here. Sucrose, I need your help with measuring.” She stated.

“Shall I write your numbers down, darling?” Albedo asked.

“Please do.” She stated, tying her hair up. Albedo smiled and took her notebook and wrote down things for her, in-between sketching her while she worked on measuring Mona. The two younger women were surprised because Albedo was assisting someone instead of just doing his own thing, but it made them smile. Once the measurements had been taken, Mieko handed Mona the swatch book. “Pick your favorite from the stretch section.” She did as instructed, Albedo writing down the selection. Mieko kissed his forehead after. “Thank you, Albedo.”

“Whatever you need, my dear.” he smiled. “Shall I go and procure lunch?”

“If you don't mind.” She cooed. “I'll pay you back later?”

“Mm, perhaps. We can discuss that later on.” He got up, being sure to kiss her when the other two turned to give them some privacy.

After he returned with food and Mona tried on her new tights, she was stunned. “These are… Beautiful…”

“I'm glad you like them. I'm just sorry I couldn't repair the old ones. The material just won't sit still.”

“N-No, not at all! Thank you for noticing it and trying.” she said. “Are you sure I don't need to pay you…?” Mona felt terrible about using up materials without paying Mieko back. An unusual feeling for her. “Oh, perhaps I can scry for you?”

“No need.” Mieko smiled. “You're helping Albedo with his research, aren't you? And like I said, you're a good person.”

“Mie, aren't you being too generous?” Albedo asked her, a teasing tone in his voice.

“It's alright.” she said. “Besides, Mona is your friend. Right?”

“Mm, perhaps you could call it that. Like Sucrose, I see her as an assistant.” Mieko knew that meant Albedo had taken a liking to the girl as a sister of sorts. And as someone useful for his research.

“Mm… Well, all the same.” she said. “She's helping you.”

“Mm, so my assistants are suddenly privileged to receive your generosity?” he asked.

“It's hardly suddenly, Albedo.” she replied. She went to the kitchen to get more tea, Albedo sending Sucrose and Mona off before he went to talk to Mieko.

“What's troubling you, darling?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Mieko paused, sighing.

“I'm sorry… My anxiety must have gotten the better of me.” She replied. “I did it again…”

“Yes, you did.” he turned her around and cupped her cheeks in his gloved hands. “Mie… You felt jealous this morning, didn't you? When you saw Mona in my house?”

“... I wasn't sure at first… It didn't hit me until Mona said you were researching her catalyst that I managed to pinpoint the feeling…” she tried to look away, but Albedo didnt let her. His unwavering stare made her smile. “I tried to push it down.”

“And yet you gave her those brand new leggings that you made for free. Mie. That's a terrible coping mechanism.”

“I know, Albedo.” she lifted her hand to rest on top of his, leaning into that hand. “It's my way of trying to force the jealousy out.”

“Well then…” he leaned in and kissed her. “Perhaps… You should let me show you? Why you have absolutely no reason to be jealous of another woman in my presence?”

“Sh-Show me?”

“Yes. Show you.” His smile was so smug that Mieko almost melted just from that.

-

A few days later, Albedo was back in Mieko's house. “Shopping?” Mieko looked up at Albedo as he suggested they go shopping. “What for? Is there something specific?”

“No, nothing specific. I wanted to get you something, but I know you can be quite picky.” He said. “So rather than try and surprise you, I thought we would make a date of it. After all, studying your likes and dislikes is a part of the experiment.” he added.

“Mm, very well.” she smiled. “When shall we go?”

“Well, if you're free right now…”

“Ah, that's why you brought me the Cecilias. You want me to shut down the shop for today.” she sighed and stood up, smiling at him. “Alright, I'll indulge you.” she pet his head. “Let me go get dressed.” she went to change her clothes, returning in one of her nicer shirts and a long skirt. “Let's go.” she offered her hand, walking with him around Mondstat, shopping the stalls and stores with him and pointing out her preferences to him as he'd requested. Upon entering the fancier clothing store, Albedo saw something that caught his eye. Not too fancy, not too simple. Mieko admired the piece with him. “It's quite lovely. And the details are beautiful.” she said, smiling. “We haven't even been out here 2 hours, and you're already seeing things I'd like before I do.” she added, chuckling.

“Are you two here on a date perhaps???” the shopkeep asked.

“Yes, we are.” Albedo replied quickly. “Could she try this on?” he pointed to the mannequin.

“Of course.” she attendant got the outfit off the mannequin, explaining that it was one of a kind, thanks to the handiwork of an embroidery expert. Mieko tried it on, and it fit her like a glove.

“You look beautiful.” Albedo said, smiling as she stood and stared at herself in the mirror. “Like it was made for you.”

“It really is pretty… But did you see the price tag? It's astronomically expensive.” She added, smiling meekly. “I can't afford this.”

“You aren't the one paying.” He kissed her cheek, going to the shop keep and talking with them. It took Mieko a moment to realize what he was doing, but when she did, he was already back with a receipt, gently taking the tag off of the clothing for her. “And now it's yours, my darling Mie.” He smiled at her, Mieko's heart jumping into her throat.

“A-Albedo, you didn't…”

“I did. I'm glad we found something. Now, let's continue. There are still some shops we have yet to visit.” He took her hand and lead her out, Mieko shocked by the revalation that Albedo had just spent so much mora on her. And he certainly wasn't done. By the end of the day, he'd bought her 3 full outfits, shoes included. “Now all you need is to match your jewelry with them.” He smiled at her, resting his head in his hands as they sat at Good Hunter, waiting for their food. “I quite like playing dress up with you, Mie.”

“I can't let my guard down at all…” Mieko said, still completely embarrassed. “Why did you go so far as to also buy me lingerie? The shop keeper was too enthused about it too.” She whined a bit, Albedo just smiling at how red she was.

“Well… I think you needed a confidence boost.” he said. “And if I shower you in compliments and help you get dressed up like you are now… It seems to do wonders for you, aside from embarrassing you quite a bit.” He chuckled. “So… May I dress you up again soon, Mie?”

“I have no occasions to dress up for, Albedo. Where will I wear all these things?”

“Perhaps… The yearly ball?”

“A ball?” Mieko asked.

“The Knights of Favonious host an annual ball.” He stated. “I decline my invitation every year, but seeing as I have you this year, and I just bought you something befitting the occasion. Perhaps… You would accompany me?”

“Me??? But I'm not a Knight.” She replied.

“That's fine. You're friends with our Acting Grand Master, as well as Lisa and many others. I don't see why you couldn't come as my guest.” He smiled. “Would that be an acceptable reason, since you don't seem to like it when I buy you things?”

“I…” She wanted to protest, but instead she sighed. “Alright, Albedo.” She smiled. “Only for you.”

“Thank you, Mie, darling.” He took her hand and squeezed it. “I look forward to escorting you to the ball.” He kissed the back of her hand. “Thank you for obliging me. Shall I pay you back tonight?”

“Albedo, please.” She sighed, the blonde smiling. “Save that for home…”

“Yes, darling. Whatever you want.”

[la-carniceria]

Recipe for Mie Goreng - Indonesian Fried Noodles A popular home-style Indonesian noodle dish is made by stir-frying chicken breast, cabbage, carrots, broccoli, and mushrooms with cooked ramen noodles and sweet soy sauce in a wok. 5 cloves garlic chopped, 1 cup shredded cabbage, 1/4 cup sweet soy sauce, 1 pinch ground black pepper or to taste, salt and pepper to taste, 1/4 cup oyster sauce, 1 teaspoon garlic salt, 1 tablespoon vegetable oil, 1 pound skinless boneless chicken breast halves cut into strips, 1 cup sliced fresh mushrooms, 1 cup shredded carrots, 1/4 cup soy sauce, 1 cup broccoli florets, 1 teaspoon olive oil, 1/2 cup chopped shallots, 3 packages ramen noodles

[morporkian-cryptid]

First lines meme

Rules: post the first lines of the last 10 fics you published and see if you notice a pattern

Tagged by: @the-golden-ghost, thank you!

You can find my fics here!

As with all good romance stories, I met her while I was trying to rob her house. (Bad Blood)

Goemon stood in front of the door and checked the number. Eight hundred and thirteen. That was the one written on the paper Momochi-sensei had given him, along with the rest of the meagre information about his mission. (Yojimbo)

“Oi, Jigen ?” Daisuke Jigen was the most calm and stoic person Lupin had ever met. The man never lost his cool, even in battle – and even when his extremely cute (according to himself) boyfriend flirted with him. (How to make a gunman snap)

“LUUUPIIIIIIIIN!!!” Inspector Zenigata’s booming voice filled the great hall, aided by his ever-present megaphone. Lupin comically froze in the middle of his action – running across the hall to the nearest exit – making him look like an exaggerated mie pose from kabuki. (In the middle - Part 2)

Late hour. Dark room. Silence. The silence of yet another night in the city, filled with faraway car noises, blinking neons an the occasional drunk. (Treasures of time)

Easy. The answer was easy. He knew her, and she would always play solo when her safety was on the line. He had no reason to put a single shred of trust in her. So why was this so hard? (The Prisoner's Dilemma)

Lupin really couldn’t think of a moment that was better than the time spent in between heists. (In the middle - Part 1)

The skies shouldn’t be so blue. Not in a moment like this. Lupin could feel it in his chest, a terrible pressure building up, like storm clouds gathering far away and inside him at the same time. Why were Jigen and Goemon so oblivious to it? (Bad dreams)

“Parry ! ” Lupin raised his arm at the last second, just as Goemon’s sword was arcing down towards his head. He took a step back as the shock of the two blades traveled down his arm, strained himself and pushed Goemon’s weapon away. (Sword practice)

The warm rays of the morning sun are seeping through the cracks in the blind, and tickling Goemon’s eyes through his closed eyelids. (We are beginning)

There's a sort of pattern of beginning with dialogue, or an interjection, then explaining the context. I usually like starting in the middle of the action with only a vague indication of what is going on. If not that, then I'll usually go for a simple description.

If you want to do this exercise, consider yourself tagged by me!

[randomwriteronline]

[Context: as a side effect of being alive again, Skull Kid has started to have vague recollections. They're not thrilled.]

TW: Torture, Blood mention, somewhat Graphic Depictions of Violence

The earth (the sky) was a reddish tone, the way it looked when the Moon devoured the Sun before bleeding it back into the cosmos; the door was shaped like an oval maw open in a horrified, blood-curling scream.

They blinked.

It was terrifyingly familiar.

The dust scraped against the filthy white back of their shirt, against the side of their malnourished, sun baked arms. For a moment they realized they did not know whether they were laying or standing; if what they were seeing was up or down.

And they...

They were blind.

They had been blind for a long, long time.

They stared deeper into the clearly outlined color around them as dread seeped into their marrow with a tingling chill.

Their limbs were pulled by strings cutting through their flesh; a choked cry managed to escape only halfway before their throat too was constricted tight enough to kill all air, inside or outside of the meek body.

PUPATY!

The purple darkness swallowed them whole, and despite their lack of voice they screamed.

MIE PAKLA PUPATY!

Their body contorted against their will, bones dislocating and popping out of their joints, tendons and muscles and nerves being torn apart like the flesh of a doll ripped by a brat for the sole sake of satiating mindless violence - and still, as unbearable as it was, as horrendous and agonizing, they could not faint.

KEO DYU ODEA ZABLUTI ICHO?

Their insides were shriveling. Their blood was drying in their veins, clogging them. They screamed as tears tasting like aluminium dried on their cheek.

A burning, glowing eye opened upon them.

KEO DYU ODEA ZABLUTI MIE LIOMIA?

It laughed so wildly, horribly mesmerizing voice dripping irrefutable insincerities like the sentence of a corrupt judge, piercing their eardrums beyond repair.

KEO DYU ODEA ZABLUTI TIE VILUA?

Their... Their...

Something broke. And then something else.

Another.

Another.

Another.

They were crying, screaming, howling with not a drop of air in their shredded lungs agaisnt which their diaphragm spasmed aimlessly in a silent cacophony of pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain - forced into consciousness by the hypnotizing orange pinning their sternum against an endless nothing without shape.

QAET BIOY TIE VILUA, PUPATY? QAET BIOY TIE VILUA?

Vilua... Mie vilua... Mie vilua...

Vilua...

Icho...

Icho bioy...

"Skull Kid!"

For a split second they felt wet erupting from beneath their nails and the smell of iron rusting.

Then the world droned.

The incessant buzzing pressed against their ears, killing every other sensation that might have tried to reach the child. All they could tell apart from the monotone white noise was the vague outline of their own body: curled into itself tight, fiercely grappling something from the void outside of its limited range of feeling, eyes open as wide as possible, nearly unblinking, in the fear that sight could steal from them the unchanging landscape they had observed for ages.

(Outside of their immobility, Wild checked their chest and sighed of relief when it rose and fell against his hand.)

(He turned to Time, who had woken up in a frenzy when he'd heard him call for the kid and, unlike the others, had not fallen back asleep when he'd been reassured everything was fine.)

("It was just a nightmare," the cook insisted. The little cuts where little nails stayed sunk in his arm would heal, concealed as best as they could by the fabric of his tunic.)

(He did not feel like this was the time to tell him the kid had not been breathing while they convulsed in their sleep.)

(The older man gave him a dazed look, brow still furrowed in worry. He extended his hand to grab the child's thin wrist, to wrap it in his gentle grip soothingly; the champion on watch posed no resistance, the little one did not react at all. Only when his hold on them was assured did Time lay down on the naked ground right before Wild, heavy eye fighting a losing battle against sleep.)

Skull Kid stared into the endlessness of nothing for what felt to them like hours.

They thought they were still awake when their eyelids finally closed in an uneasy dreamless slumber.

[kurowrites]

tsarinajissa

But. Kuro. Isn't that a. Melted cheese sandwich?

Or is the point that our must have eggs on top before fully properly decadent

GASP. I am SHOCKED.

It’s not a melted cheese sandwich!

I highly recommend not using normal toast for making, but I’m having trouble to explain exactly what kind of bread you should be using because I don’t know the English word. (Pain de mie?)

The really important difference is though that you have to put ham into the sandwich, and you have to put cheese both in the middle and on top of the sandwich, and put it into an actual oven to get all that nicely melted cheese. And then put an egg on top of that.

I think the most commonly used cheese for that is Emmental, though personally I’m a Gruyère person. Important: the cheese has got to stink and get crunchy around the edges, or it’s not a croque madame. AND STAY AWAY FROM PRE-SHREDDED CHEESE, IT’S THE DEVIL.

You can also use some béchamel sauce to add to the cheese.

Why I said: healthy af. Also delicious af.

[evielovebot]

I don't trust the word limit of the ask so clicked this option...?

Hi Quim(mie like how Shego refers to Kim)!

I hope you’re doing well.

(I hope this is how you send those longer, pic filled asks bc I was in your ask box and totally flummoxed. Hopefully ‘submit’ works? If not, I saved my comments in a doc and just dm them or smthn. Apologies in advance!) 

I love how you started the first chapter; building that hope and the relief that each of the Rotten Four experiences differently before it bursts.  I adore who you picked for each of them to notice/or be noticed by! The contrast of some looking to former, assumed 'enemies’ (e.g. Mal with Audrey and her fam. Evie being surprised that Snow was cheering for her [ah my heart (soft)].) versus others looking to new friends (e.g. Jay with his teammates) really stood out to me.

And then there’s King Adam… >.>

>:[

*readies my pruning shears or sheep shears bc he was def acting like a Beast and not Adam…(Adam is a jerk canon-wise too though). Idk, machete???*

(^^Look I made them golden for his aesthetic.)

I def could feel that buoying happiness abruptly plummet with how you wrote it, taking time to show how each of the VK had a shred of hope for things maybe improving and then that happens.

Oh, the Rotten Four’s continued surprise at the citizens coming to their defense and support gets me. <3 It is def in character given how they were raised; however, it also makes me a little sad bc they did just do something objectively heroic/badass and are still unsure of if it’s enough to outweigh everything else. With that everything else including so much…(e.g. ingrained biases, hate based off of blood, fears, the rotten four did technically plot, etc.).

“Even Audrey pipping in their defense” yes, ppl sometimes forget how soft she was at the end of D1??? Giving that smile to Mal.

(^^Audrey about to throw hands bc the VKs actually did not bring fire and brimstone to Auradon…and may be marginally, slightly okay in some sense..maybe.)

Me, a person who likes the fang trope in fic bc /vampires/: *reads about King Adam’s fangs peeking through* hmm…

Me: Not on you though…Nope.

That was such a good detail to include; it underscores how his actions are beastly, callous, and aggressive??? He is interrupting (more like shattering) not only the coronation, but the start of healing between the VKs and Auradon. The cold arrogance of his words (me-centric, patronizing,) are a good contrast to his aggressive body language (stepping forward, fang barred smile, and clasping his hands like he is trying to stay the need to act–to strike???) too. You got the beast-man dynamic really well is what I’m trying to say.

“Trust me, I know what’s best for Auradon, and for all of us.”

^I would not trust him as far as I could throw him, which would not be very far bc he’s pretty hulking, so yeah that saying fits well.

Ah my heart (sad). I really respect how you captured them being overwhelmed by the events of their weeks on Auradon, bc I def agree that all that planning,sneaking, plotting, adapting, enduring, bullying, pretending, worrying, and other -ings would be so draining. (You get my point.) I think that was a very good take on it as opposed to them trying to struggle right off the bat. They are tired, they are kids, so that was a smart choice, imo.

King Adam premeditated exactly how to take them down efficiently and effectively….*sharpens deadly object*. :-( I don’t like him. Using magic sealing or inhibiting cuffs to prevent any errant spells was a smart tactical move…He is still a jerk though, but that is in character for a High King to plan ahead. Sedating them? Again, smart. I actually liked the capture scene (even though I love the Rotten Four), since how you had it play out highlights how he thought about any possible objection/obstacle, which makes the disdain for Adam grow. Their voices and ability to argue or reason with the citizens of Auradon was taken with them alongside their ability to fight back and make a stand.

Oh no.

Carlos has a valid point. He was the last to put his hand in the huddle in the film, but also is more of a pessimist/realist, imo, so I liked that insight from him!

You know I didn’t think about how the sedation and rough handling by the guards would make it easier for their parents to get a hold of them. Evie and Carlos trying to find comfort in each other made me a little emotional. I can only imagine how nerve wracking it must have been for Evie to wait all alone…>.> It does make sense to me that she and Carlos would have a better chance of getting free (and possibly less severe punishment). [RIP Mal]. 

I like how the two 'nerds’ are scheming to save the day. <3

Hmm, curious who this 'them’ is that needs to be convinced. I have some guesses, but maybe more hands/help are needed and Evie is def the person who could convince ppl to lend a hand.

Okay. *deep breath* >.> It hurt my bby (Evie in this instance) to smile…I’m not saying we should kill Adam, but he should suffer. (Honestly, in most of my fics I put Evie through some stuff and yet reading yours make me feel protective so ???).

Oh mystery device ftw. Carlos being a mechanical, tinkering genius ft. Evie’s support and own genius is going to create a deadly duo. Mal and Jay are the priority, though I am also curious as to who they view as there main enemy now (Auradon? Beast? Their parents? Hmm…All of them to some degree. We shall see.).

“Evie had hope for the first time since they crossed the barrier for the second time.”

Yessss. That made me happy and was such a killer line after the heaviness of them reuniting and taking stock of everything (and most notably who is still missing).

Such an interesting, well paced, and amazing start! :D

It would be hard for me to pick a favorite part since each segment lends itself to the overall impact, though as much as I hate him, I think Beast’s mini speech was really well done. Awesome work!

Best wishes! (hope this sends @ Tumblr, please?)

[mshomestyle]

Cozy Inspiration: Izuku x Reader: Cooking Together is Best

Photo by: James Yochum Photography - Name: European Cottage Kitchen

You had gotten this recipe from Todoroki, who had gotten it from his older sister, Fuyumi, and you were incredibly excited to make it. You would be making Tonteki. The reason you chose such a dish, as it was actually something that was specific to the Mie Prefecture in central Japan, was simply because you saw it being made in a television show. It looked so good, so you had turned to your fiance saying ‘Oh, I want to try that!’

Though you thought the day of such a thing happening would come when you had long and forgotten about it, you seemed to completely forget who you were about to marry. Midoriya Izuku was the type of man who would literally do anything and everything to make you happy, and you only seemed to remember this a week after you had made that exclamation when Midoriya came home after a long mission with a folded up paper in his hand. ‘Since you said you wanted to try it...I asked Todoroki, and he got me the recipe from his sister...’

So the next day, as it was Midoriya’s day off, you walked the downtown streets looking for all of the ingredients. Luckily for you, you didn’t need much, and because of that you decided to get several of each thing just in case you both ended up liking the dish.

You really couldn’t wait to cook with Midoriya or make this dish, though in your opinion, you were more excited about the former than the latter. Cooking with your fiance always made you feel so good inside. It was just nice to be around him, doing things, and spending all of that time together. It was certainly very relaxing and sweet.

After your nice time out with your fiance, finally came the hardest, yet funnest part. You’d finally get to cook the dish, and with Midoriya. He wasn’t as well versed in the kitchen as you were, but it was always a joy to have him there. For one, he always did exactly as you told him, and two, he was certainly nice to look at it. “Can you cut the vegetables and the tomato?” you asked. It was just onion, cabbage, and a tomato, so you knew that it would be simple enough for him to do.

“No, problem,” Midoriya smiled, walking over to where you were removing the ingredients from grocery bags. He reached around you to grab the bag with the vegetables, effectively getting a giggle out of you as you felt him pressed up against your back. Turning around slightly, you leaned up to kiss his lips, which earned you Izuku’s cute flushed face. In your defense, he started it. “How thin did you want them?” he asked, finally tearing himself away from you.

“Well, the onion actually needs to be grated, the cabbage shredded, and for the tomato, just cut it regularly,” you explained. While he did this, you would start on the sauce, which you knew would be a trickier thing to do if you weren’t careful. Ponzu, Sake, and Soy Sauce, that was what you needed to make it, and you doubted that someone who was used to cooking could screw up using three ingredients.

Once you finished that, you started to focus on the pork steak, which the hardest thing about cooking that would be the prep-work for it in your opinion. As you began to use a paper towel to remove the moisture from it, you looked over to your fiance to see that he was still working on the vegetables. It seemed to be taking him so long as he stopped every now and then to wipe at the tears in his eyes caused by the onion. You couldn’t help but to smile in amusement, and leave your station to wrap your arms around Midoriya’s waist. You’d have to wash your hands again, but you didn’t particularly care. “Having trouble?” you asked.

“My eyes keep burning,” Midoriya admitted. He was so much taller than you, that it wasn’t as if you were able to look over his shoulder to see what he was doing without stretching up, so you settled for burying your face into his warm back. Midoriya paused in his work, hands moving to grab onto yours that were around him, so he could hold them. It always just felt so right, touching him like this, and not just because of his body heat. Midoriya himself just gave off such comforting energy, that you couldn’t help but to want to soak up. He was such an amazing man, and you were grateful to be the one that was his.

“...Wish we could stay like this forever...,” you told him. You could feel him moving slightly from your position, indicating that he was probably nodding.

“We can cuddle together after we’re done if you want to,” he said, hands starting to softly rub at yours now. He certainly knew how to make you feel happy and relaxed.

“Sounds perfect, though I didn’t just come here to snuggle you, Izuku,” you admitted, eyes now closed as you nuzzled your face against him, “I came over here to let you know that you don’t need to be so close or look at the onions so intently when you shred them. That’s probably why your eyes keep getting burned.” You knew your fiance well enough to be able to tell that his face probably matched the tomatoes that he was sure to cut next.

“I...I see...,” he stuttered a bit. You giggled softly, hold on him tightening. Cooking with Midoriya was always just so nice, cozy, and relaxing. Though it wasn’t because of where you were or the atmosphere around you. It was because of Midoriya himself.

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[egopocalypse]

Kingdom Come (Part Thirteen)

His head hurts.

He’s lugged past cell after cell, half-lidded eyes blurry as he struggles to stay conscious. His mind’s fuzzy, a searing headache the only break from the static, and his feet trail behind him, catching against the uneven stones.

He’s given no notice before he’s dropped into the cell, his body aching as he’s left splayed in a tangle of battered limbs. He pulls himself to his corner, the one thing An- He- can’t take away from him, and curls up into a ball, pressing his throbbing forehead against his knees.

Why did they have to come for him? They should’ve just left him alone. At least then everyone would be safe.

Everyone except him.

But it was a sacrifice he should’ve been willing to make.

“J? Is that you?” A voice croaks, cutting through the muddled thoughts in his skull. He jolts, his head shooting up as a throbbing pain pulses behind his eyes, and he winces, blocking out the world as he tries to get it under control. 

That was a bad idea. 

“Yeah, no shit.” The voice scolds, and he tenses, ready for the sting of a knife or the warmth of blood dripping down his skin. He didn’t even realize he summoned a speech slide, and now he’s spoken out of turn. He’s going to get punished, and it’ll be all his fault, he can’t disobey again-

A clammy hand brushes against his forehead, the cool touch heavenly against his burning skull. He stills, rampant confusion swimming through his veins as he tries to calculate his next move. Is this just a trick? It has to be. This can’t be real, he hasn’t earned the right to be touched, he’s disobeying again-

“-mie? Jamie, listen to me!” The voice calls again, and he blinks several times, his vision finally clearing as the familiar sight of baby blue eyes stares into his own. “You have to stay up! I think you’ve got a concussion!” 

“Chase?” He signs his brother’s name, a “C” across his forehead to mimic the twisting of the other’s cap, and Chase sighs, running a hand through his hair as a relieved smile crosses his face. 

“You had me worried there for a second, dude. Passing out with a concussion’s never a good thing.” He knocks JJ’s knee with his elbow, giving him a sly wink that the younger can’t seem to catch. “Trust me, I should know.”

JJ flinches, curling tighter into himself as he tries to avoid Chase’s touch. “I hurt you.”

Chase’s eyebrows furrow and he reels back, making sure he interpreted the signs right. “Wait, what?”

“I. Hurt. You.” 

“Jamie, you didn’t do anything! I didn’t even really get to see you until-” He pales, his mouth dropping as the memory replays in his head. JJ’s refusal. His blatant fear of Chase. Looking to Anti for comfort. “Oh.”

JJ shrinks back, his eyes dropping to the ground as he plays with the laces on his shoes, and strong hands grip his shoulders, forcing him to look up and meet Chase’s eyes again.

“It’s not your fault, J.” He insists, baby blue eyes clear and calm as he watches the other’s pupils dilate. “You didn’t do anything wrong. You were just scared, that’s all.”

“But now you’re here.” JJ says, his royal blue eyes brimming with remorse as he gazes at his older brother. “You could have been safe and away from this. You could’ve been safe from me.”

Chase scoffs, his elbow resting on his elevated knee. “Trust me, I think I would’ve ended up here at some time or another. Anti’s not known to quit while he’s ahead.”

He winces, his hand tentatively reaching back to touch the base of his skull. A simple prod sends waves of pain pulsing in his brain and he grits his teeth, instantly regretting the decision. “No,” He signs, his movements pointed and jerky. “He certainly does not.”

“Don’t touch it!” Chase’s shout echoes off the stone walls and JJ covers his ears, failing to block out the sound as it rings in his ears. “Wait- shit, fuck, I didn’t mean to-”

“It is quite alright.” He brushes off, a grimace marring his face as he turns away from his brother, pressing his burning forehead flush against the cold stones. “I can handle it.”

“You shouldn’t have to.”

“And yet I do, don’t I?” His hands fly through the signs in a fury, an explosion of movement that Chase has a hard time keeping track of. “Ever since I was created, I’ve had to deal with this threat looming over my head like a noose, and to be frank with you, I am growing tired of it! Why are we unable to have some peace for once in our lives?”

Chase’s mouth runs dry and he swallows thickly, forcing himself to face the hard truth. “I don’t know, Jamie.” His gaze falls to the floor, following his hand as he traces the patterns of the stones. “I wish I did, but I don’t.”

He runs his finger down the smooth edges of the stone, dragging it across the rough concrete lines in between. “Sometimes I wonder if it’s because of something we did in a past life or something, but other times I just kinda scream at the world and blame them for everything.” His eyes meet JJ’s, baby blue eyes connecting with royal blue, and for a moment, JJ can see all the pain Chase normally hides underneath his easy-going exterior. “But I know it won’t fix it, no matter what we do, so we have to keep moving forward and hope for something better than this.”

JJ doesn’t care about the consequences as he leaps into a hug, clinging tight onto Chase and soaking in as much comfort as the simple touch would give him. The older ego mimics his hold, pressing him close to his chest, and for several moments they sit there, turning to each for the only comfort they can find in their prison.

Chase sighs, tears welling in his eyes as he runs a hand through JJ’s hair, his face tucking into the younger ego’s shoulder, and for a moment, everything finally seems to be alright.

And then it happens.

JJ freezes, the sensation of icy hands running through his hair sending cold shivers down his spine, and he recoils, skittering back to the corner as he rapidly scratches his arms, determined to get the awful itch of the glitch’s touch out from under his skin. Chase looks on in muted horror, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight as JJ’s short, mangled nails scrape through skin, drawing white lines up and down his biceps. “Oh, Jamie,” He murmurs, frozen in place as JJ continues. Eventually, the skin peels away, blood welling to the surface of the new tracks from JJ’s shoulders to his elbows, and Chase finally moves again, a rush of sympathy swelling in his veins. He grabs JJ’s wrists, holding them in place as he examines the wounds on his arms, his heart falling to pieces in his stomach. “What did he do to you?”

There’s a stiff silence in the air, freezing him in place and it lingers, weighing heavily on him as his face falls, dragging the last shreds of hope down with it. Silver tears roll down his cheeks, his muffled sobs choking him as he pulls Chase into another hug, the sting of his wounds burning into his memory.

Anti was right. He’s never going to get out of here.

And now, neither will Chase.

Marvin had seen to that.

His fists bunch up the back of Chase’s shirt, his stewing thoughts turning to the magician. It’s his fault they were stuck here. He was selfish. He could’ve saved them.

But he shut the door in his face, leaving them as His prisoners, His slaves, His puppets.

He left them for dead.

And JJ won’t forgive him for what he’s done.

Even if he has to take this rage to his grave.

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[thebleedingwoodland]

Ayam Goreng Kremes

Whole fried chicken with Kremesan (a crunchy condiment) ... The kremesan is an additional or complementary menu made from flour fried crispy) and sambal

2. Nasi Bakar Cakalang Pete Sambal Matah

"Grilled rice" with Cakalang fish (Skipjack Tuna fish) and pete (bitter bean or twisted cluster bean in English) and sambal matah (Balinese onion sambal)

3. Soto Mie Bogor

Noodles soup from Bogor, West Java, Indonesia, served with beef and emping (melinjo chip).

4. Bakmi Ayam & Teh Tawar

Chinese Indonesian noodles with minced chicken toppings & unsweetened tea

5. Nasi Bakar Ayam

"Grilled rice" with shredded chicken meat and sambal.

6. Indomie Rasa Rawon Pedas Mercon

Indomie with spicy rawon flavor. Rawon is beef soup cuisine from East Java.

7. Soto Betawi

Hearty beef soup from Jakarta consisting of chunks of meat and offal that are slowly simmered in a coconut milk broth, which is usually enriched with various spices such as lemongrass, turmeric, galangal, kefir lime leaves, and coriander.

8. Ubi Goreng, Aneka Kue Basah : Kue Bugis Suji Pandan, Kue Lapis, Cantik Manis

Ubi Goreng = Fried sweet potato. Aneka Kue Basah = assorted Indonesian wet cakes. The wet cakes are made from rice flour.

Kue Bugis Suji Pandan is wrapped in banana leaves. It is traditional snack of soft glutinous rice flour cake, filled with sweet grated coconut. Made from sticky rice flour which is given a natural green color from pandan or suji leaves.

Kue Lapis consists of two layers of color, which is what gives this cake its name. This cake is made from rice flour, tapioca flour, coconut milk, granulated sugar, salt and coloring. This cake is steamed each layer before the layer on top is added.

Cantik Manis has white colour and has glutinous fillings inside. It is traditional snack mixture of hunkue flour, pearl sago, and coconut milk.

9. Aneka gorengan di etalase: Otek-Otek, Martabak Telor, Bakwan, Ubi Goreng, Nanas Goreng, Pisang Goreng Madu

Assorted fried foods in display case: Otek-Otek (fried shrimp) Martabak Telor ( Indonesian thick folded crepe made from eggs), Bakwan is batter (Wheat flour, egg, water), vegetables (shredded cabbage, carrots, beansprouts, corn, scallions), Ubi Goreng (Fried Sweet Potato), Nanas Goreng (Fried Pineapple), Pisang Goreng Madu (Fried Banana with Honey)

10. Oleh-oleh dari Jakarta, Jawa, Bali, kue basah

Food gifts from Jakarta, Java, Bali, wet cakes

I don't need drugs and I do not smoke in real life. Delicious food in my own country is enough as stress reliever.

[dekitateyo]

Tonteki

「��テキ」

Juicy pork steaks in sweet garlic sauce. How yummy it is? Well, a good tonteki can proudly compete against a premium beef!

[dekitateyo.com]

Tonteki was the theme of one of the Netflix episodes of Midnight Diner: Tokyo Stories (also known as 深夜食堂 - Shinya Shokudo). It is the very first dish presented at the beginning of the main trailer on YouTube:

The name tonteki comes from the junction of two different words: the 'ton' (トン) part comes from 豚, which means 'pork'; the 'teki' (テキ) comes from ステーキ, which is how you write 'steak' in Katakana. Pork + steak = pork steak, tonteki!

Although it feels like a typical yōshoku menu item, tonteki actually has roots in a Chinese food restaurant in Mie Prefecture, Yokkaichi city: Lai Lai Ken. This city carries local dishes with a lot of pride - you can find big websites solely dedicated to the dish (they even have a very organized tonteki map list!).

One of the main characteristics of tonteki is the strong, garlic-flavored Worcestershire sauce. That unusual glove-shaped meat cut is actually a very traditional and reasoned technique, allowing you to use very thick cuts of pork without undercooking the center.

Fried garlic and cabbage are the most common sides, plus some Japanese mayonnaise as an extra dressing. Enjoy!

Recipe

1 thick pork steak (around 200g)

1 garlic clove, cut in slices

4tbsp of shoyu

2tbsp of oyster sauce

2tbsp of mirin

1tbsp of Worcestershire sauce

Steps

Trim down the excess fat off the steak.

Cut the steak like a glove, in large strips while keeping the meat joined at one side.

Season the steak with salt and pepper.

Add 1tbsp of oil to a frying pan and set it on low heat, then add the garlic. Lightly tilt the pan so the garlic gets deep fried in oil.

When the garlic is golden brown, remove it from the oil and drain in paper towel.

Grill the meat until half done, using the same oil you have just used to fry the garlic.

Reserve the meat and add the ingredients for the sauce to the pan.

Let the sauce reduce until evaporating about half of the contents.

Put the steak back and cook everything until done.

Plate the dish with shredded cabbage, pour the sauce over the steak then finally finish it with the garlic.

Tips

I usually use the leftover sauce and mix it with a portion of cooked rice and cabbage. It's pretty good!

Some people serve tonteki with whole fried garlic cloves instead of slices.

[shytiff]

September 2021

1 - MTBS 0 pt. tried out kopsus from jannor coffee with gofood pickup promo (10k). it tasted nutty and yummy even though it seems to use regular milk. but its kinda hot. the ac was not satisfactory. finished up the word for Prof. bought jasuke on the way back. filled out IDI form since i still have energy. 

2 - mtbs again but this time its 3 patients at the same time. vcalled with kris. bought some snacks in hypermart. exercised a bit and played badminton with renata. watched 3 eps of nanno. 

3 - my body aches and it will be wonderful to sleep again but its already 6:40. usila today. the ac in kamar jaga was no longer cold. finally finished moms box of brownies from like 2 weeks ago. read dear benjamin. got to enjoy some silence because i napped before maghrib and the others slept early. 

4 - vaccine in GCD with teh fitri, teh fany and teh rahmi. about 440ish patients. gossiped about cibeber lmao. watched the hitman’s bodyguard. samuel and ryan was hilarious. 

5 - morning walk with renata. saw cilegon’s cfd. cleaned up the room accompanied by howl’s soundtrack. made spaghetti with instant bolognese sauce, egg and cheese. o seven with tri nagita. just saw prof’s email from 2nd sept, shit. tried to get some headspace to do ppt.

6 - bp with nessa (originally kia/ugd). except therere some patients in ugd lol. did excision for clavus (1st timer!) and hecting. fried tempe (1st timer!) using someone’s leftover oil lmaooo

7 - BP with zihan. had spaghetti combined with cheese egg and mom’s chicken for lunch. instant bloating :). drank hot matcha to curb the bloat. planked. ate muesli lol. did not do anything significant today :( started the origin of species. 

8 - vaccine today except it starts at 10:30 since we’re waiting for the mayor. so i hung out on the screening table since the doctor room was hot. vaccine with dr lutfi. watched homcha and nanno. fell asleep

9 - vaccine with bang esa and other staffs in smp 8 cikerai. its apparently the highest point in cikerai. finished at 12-ish pm and we ate buffet lunch lol. made matcha latte again. this time with almost 1 spoon of sugar so it tastes good. i missss matcha. read 1 webinar ppt so i guess thats a little but its something. rip attention span

10 - usila. tried A BIT of duren from bu Tur for dr isip but its enough to make me retch lmao. was given labbaik chicken by bu oo. Some exercise. rly tried to make some progress but my brain just cant seem to muster

11 - kia/ugd. Some ugd patients. Spaghetti for lunch yay. Originally intended to go to cafe but i ended up falling asleep :) tried to get some progress for PPT. Involved a lot of staring into nothing. Slept at like 00:30ish am

12 - morning walk slash jog. The jogging track was finally open. Went to jannor. Ordered kopsus and meatball potato dish with gofood takeaway promo (spent a total of 30k) . The staff kindly asked whether i want to eat there or to actually takeaway lol. The meatball truly tasted like meat. The mashed potato was a bit dry. The weather was grey and cloudy, exactly my favorite. First time cooking kangkung

13 - vaccine today. 20-ish patients. Alone in kamar jaga since nessa went to mass vaccine. Zoom call with Prof. Dyed my hair blue in flow salon (1200K). got free manicure, It took 5 hrs 😅. another firsts in life. both the nail tech and hair tech said my hair was dry lmao. arrived in mess at 9ish pm. ordered nasgor in front of mess

14 - mi rebus for bfast. not too much patients for vaccine so i finished at like 10 am. napped at kamar jaga. got free rice box from dr arief etc yay :)))) got mochacinno at jannor. tried to do sumn useful but cannot. still no ppt progress aaa. watched homcha ep 6 together

15 - vaccine in al hanif. tried chicken-cakwe porridge near the school. the school was an all girls school, with ppl wearing long veils. tried to fit the placement test from cakap (12-1 pm) during the vaccination lol. had to excuse myself to the ssaem during photo sesh. napped so i could see the 17 pm cakap class but i ended up napping until close to 18 :) saw the 19 am class with lukas ssaem

16 - spaghetti for bfast. usila today. this dumbass forgot to wear komin and wore her rubber slip ons. turns out theres some money from al hanif vaccine. which is great bcs there’s literally no paper money in my wallet lmaoo. rested a bit. dr eva called and she gave me a ppt and chapter book job. sheeet theres no progress yet of Prof’s ppt. a wake up call. whatsapped with frends that planned to go to cilegon this weekend, but it ended up being the next weekend. thank god, because dr eva’s ppt deadline is 24th sept. set myself up on a spot in the vanity table so i can work in a chair (i frfr find it difficult to work on my own bed)

17 - some patients in UGD. Slept while waiting for 2 pm. Held off my sleepiness for zoom with dr Eva. 5pm cakap class. Matcha latte. 7pm zoom w dr eva. Fell asleep after that

18 - bp. Turns out teh imey also dyed her hair. cakap class abt bts' spring day lol. Worked on dr eva's ppt

19 - jogged a bit. had kopsus (20K) and fish fillet rice (27K). finished dr eva’s ppt with the given material so far. napped in mess. dr eva also revised the ppt on the same day so there’s 2 slides left (patient clinical profile and conclusion). took some time for me to get the headspace to work on ppt so i started prof’s ppt at like 7-ish. only got 1 slide. stayed awake until 11ish but i basically stopped doing useful stuff at 9 TT TT

20 - vaccine today, finished at 10 am. lounged around. went to bni to check on m-banking, still system error. transferred 3mil from my BNI atm to muamalat. tried nasi goreng roa and cakalang with added chicken shreds (20K). so goood. conversed with nessa zihan. did not open my laptop at all :) stopped by at rodalink bcs nessa wanted to buy a bike. drank matcha latte in an effort to curb sleepiness. worked on Prof’s ppt. fried the frozen kebab (35K) i bought from teh Rahmi. 

21 - vaccine P3K w teh yeni teh rahmi mas oim. 3 patients. Ate some gorengan and talked lol. Did the abstract and ppt for dr eva. Worked on Prof's ppt.

22 - usila w mas oim. Had banana, bolu and protein for bfast. Ordered nasgor roa cakalang from bakuku for lunch. Felt suuuuper sleepy afterwards. Wanted to sleep again in mess but couldnt. Washed my shitton of clothes with washing machine. Heavyyy. Worked more on PPT. Too much denial this week

23 - picked some groceries @ bu rum. Kia/ugd today. Its been a while since i last checked DJJ. Successful first attempt but fail in the 2nd bcs the baby is still floating. Cooked meat and veggies with nessren. Jannor and kopsus again. Worked on ppt til my head hurts. Its a little bit more to gooo.

24 - bp. Made myself bento with nugget and left over veggies. Finished the smol details of the ppt and finally sent it. Watched shangchi @ transmart w chillegone. The film was fun! We cooked soup at mess and tri made perkedel. Watched homcha ep7. Slept

25 - Vaccine but there was no vaccine, so I went to UKK @ villa ternak cikerai with pkm peeps. its like opening a clinic but somewhere in hills area. got treated to bakso and tempe mendoan afterwards. lazed around in my bed, with no info from jkt friends who wanted to visit but suddenly they arrived lmao. went to amaris to catch up with them. thankfully it was not hourly parking. ate at saung bonang near the billiard place with heri joining us. total bill for five was 126 lmao its rly pocket friendly. heri borrowed my motorbike bcs his friend’s place doesnt have car park. thank god we brought the bike

26 - me and racheel went downstairs to get the hotel bfast. packed fruits, tempe and bread upstairs lol. put our stuffs in royal krakatau. took maxim to pulau kecil. turns out pak asep changed his number. it was raining there, so we sat a bit and got mie rebus. had lunch at amirang (my treat). there was only us inside. the food was okay but the meat was rly overpriced for its amount. went back to the hotel. went to indomaret and mess with racheel to get my stuff. my stupid impatient ass dropped atikah’s brand new iphone while pulling the hotel towel from the bathroom rack. im sorryyyyy. racheel and i swam until maghrib. atikah told us abt her boy “friend”. slept early at like 9-10ish with the usual width but longer leg space

27 - and suddenly its time to go to puskesmas. asked nessa to bring my shoes. said goodbye to friends. BP. there were a lot of patients. kanayam for lunch. i bought shades lol bcs i commute against the sun in the morning. cakap club. watched homcha. fell asleep

28 - vaccine. finished at like 10:30. tried to go to bni to install mbanking but the queue was like 20 ppl. did the outline for the red book. liqo with kak kartika. zoom meeting with dr eva. fell asleep again

29 - vaccine in sma 3 cilegon (cikerai) with bang esa and others. finished at like 2-ish pm. got 750K hehehe. mentoring with dr. Arnadi about KKD and HHS. bought rotbak with nessa. showered and cleaned and fell asleeep

30 - cooked tempe with leftover kanayam chili sauce. bp again. saw interesting cases today, such as fixed drug eruption. bought phd from gofood promo. went to jannor and got the usual kopsus with added espresso (since the min amount for gofood pick up promo was 25k). tried to do prof’s script but cannot, so i searched the literatures needed for dr eva’s project

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Soto Mie using pre made Indonesian spices for the soup base accompanied with vermicelli noodles, tomato, boiled egg, shredded fried chicken and some sambal. Perfect remedy for a cold day.

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Tango a Palermo - Foto di Lorenzo Gatto e di Angelo Trapani

Danzeremo così, il tuo cuore contro il mio petto, la tua mano stretta in alto dalla mia, la tua schiena morbida accarezzata dalla mia mano calda, avvolti nel tuo profumo, mentre le tue gambe nervose ruotano intorno alle mie scarpe eleganti. Danzeremo in silenzio, seguendo la musica e la voce triste del bandoneon mentre intorno a noi il mondo si fermerà per un istante, sorpreso dalla mia audacia, stupito dalla tua elegante sensualità. Il mondo poi continuerà, nubi nere copriranno ogni sole e guerre terribili di la dai monti, tritureranno bambini e speranze, semineranno lacrime e sogni morti, ma noi ci armeremo ognuno con il cuore dell’altro, danzeremo nelle incalzanti oscurità non  per incosciente arte, ma per affermare un amore, una forza vitale fatta di sesso e passione, tenerezza e sentimento, che nessun buio può coprire, nessun tramonto, può nascondere, nessun dittatore potrà mai fucilare, nessuna fame potrà mai offendere. Danzeremo certi che il nostro seme mai morirà, che la nostra luce mai si spegnerà, io e te, cuore contro cuore, la tua mano nella mia, la tua anima tra le mie braccia, nel buio di questo mondo, invincibili, innamorati, danzeremo.

We will dance this way, your heart against my chest, your hand close up in my hand, your soft back caressed by my warm hand, wrapped in your perfume, while your nerve legs revolve around my elegant shoes. We will dance silently, following the bandoneon’s sad voice while around us the world will stop for a moment, surprised by my audacity, astonished by your elegant sensuality. The world will then continue, black clouds will cover every sun and we hear terrible wars from the mountains shred children and hopes, sow tears and dead dreams, but we will arm each one with the heart of the other, dance in the frenzied darkness not by unconscious art, but to affirm love, a vital force made of sex and passion, tenderness and feeling, that no darkness can cover, no sunset, can hide, no dictator can ever shoot, no hunger can ever offend. We will dance sure that our seed will never die, that our light never will be turn off; I and you, heart against heart, your hand in mine, your soul in my arms in the dark of this world, invincible, in love, we will dance.