#alex rider for ts

[icebluecyanide]

My headcanon for book Yassen learning languages is that he's really good at learning sounds/phonetics for new languages and he thinks that learning to speak in a native accent is what language learning is all about, so he'll practice to get his pronunciation 'right'

This is why he doesn't really have a Russian accent in the book, but also because it comes relatively easy to him, he lowkey thinks people who do have an accent just didn't try hard enough ashdflhs

[chameleonjoy]

The (tortured poets) Department

(Alex Rider’s Version)

[attystark]

I posted 7,448 times in 2022

That's 4,995 more posts than 2021!

47 posts created (1%)

7,401 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@three-magpies-in-a-trenchcoat

@they-thespian666

@the-ghost-in-your-attic

@ashes-in-a-jar

@derinthescarletpescatarian

I tagged 1,175 of my posts in 2022

#tma - 14 posts

#awww - 12 posts

#pfft - 11 posts

#rqg - 11 posts

#ts patton - 10 posts

#i love this - 10 posts

#yes - 9 posts

#rqg spoilers - 9 posts

#prev tags - 8 posts

#ouch - 8 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#and i learnt that i’m the only one who appreciated the energy of getting the whole crowd to yell “pussy” at one of the most internationally

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Friend and I reached an agreement in physics class

@spiritousfiend

21 notes - Posted March 30, 2022

#4

Did I literally start crying when I realised Barnes (and probably Carter??) was dead? Yes. Did I cry harder when I realised how little time he had with Cel? Yes. But do I think that in the end he probably had the life he wanted, with people he wanted to spend it with? Yes, and honestly at least Alex let him be okay.

22 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

#3

Trice Forgotten has already proven itself soooo worth the wait!!

24 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

#2

Jonny loves Cannibalism, huh?

32 notes - Posted January 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

OK but, TMA entity inspired theme park divided into different sections based on the entities.

If you enter from the main guests, you’ll first see the Eye, which has a dark ride inspired by Jonah Magnus’s house, and a museum of oddities where visitors can give statements.

The Lonely has a forest garden, so big that you could walk for hours and see only your reflection on the lake.

On the opposite side of the lake, every night, the Desolation hosts a firework show that ends in an illusion of setting the lake on fire, and a coaster through the forest as you flee a blaze. 

Cutting through the middle of the park, split into two halves, is the Food Corridor. 

The front half is both a parent’s dream and their nightmare, themed to the corruption, it’s all unhealthy sweets, doughnuts and the kind of dubious cafe food that makes you wonder if it’s made of plastic, but there’s also loads of stuff about learning about bugs, like a butterfly garden, and a kids coaster called “Moths Flight.” 

The second is themed to the Flesh. It sells a lot of meat products (obviously) and is probably sponsored by KFC. There’s probably a few carnival games themed to the bone gardens and stuff, as well as a dark ride about the human body and a shop offering piercings, those plastic body halloween props and bone flower models. 

The Hunt and Slaughter share a section, and it definitely attracts a lot of thrill seekers. There’s loads of coasters including one of those duel ones so you’re trying to catch/escape the other track called “beasts” and a kid’s playground with mass games of laser tag, hide and seek and manhunt overseen by staff members. 

The Dark and End’s section tends to blend together, featuring a space mountain style ride for the dark, a graveyard dance 4D experience that sells fake death certificates from the End, and special shows on Eclipses. The Dark also has a shooter where you ‘turn off’ the stars. 

The Stranger’s section is split across the food corridor, with the small section being more adult. There’s a coaster where the idea is you’re running from a killer clown, and year round 16+ horror maze with a similar premise. The other section is for kids. There’s a two story carousel, a massive circus, a wax museum and a few kid’s coasters. It probably also has a bounce house. 

The Vast and Buried are next to each other. On the overlap between the two opposed entities is a dive coaster similar to Alton Towers’ Oblivion, where riders plunge from a vertical drop into an underground section, though both sections last longer than AT’s one. 

The Vast has a massive aquarium, one of those spinning swing rides, a log flume and a drop tower. 

The Buried has a mine train that really goes underground, a massive sandpit just called ‘DIG’ and a zoo exhibit with mongoose or meerkats where you can walk through the underground part of the exhibit and see the tunnels they did in a large, clear tunnel. 

The Web is one of the smaller sections, with only a puppet show that runs twice an hour for twenty minutes, hosted in a theatre that looks like a run down old house on the top of a hill. In the same building is ARACHNID ENCOUNTER, a shooter ride where you shoot spiders. 

The Spiral has a maze and hall of mirrors, as well as a downward corkscrew coaster just called ‘spiral’ and some other carnival rides designed to be just vomit inducing. 

The smallest section of the park is fenced off, but promises to ‘TORMENT YOU SOON’ and is rumoured to be extinction themed. No one knows much about planned attractions, just the titles: one called meteor people think will be a family coaster and an experience called ‘After Us’ sponsored by the Lukas Corporation. 

At the center of the park, flanked by a hotel, is Smirke Square. It hosts a market, impermanent carnival rides, and a large stage. On this stage, every morning at 6 hotel guests can watch the park be opened to a ritual, and every evening at 10 anyone can watch the closing ceremony of a counter ritual that shuts the park down for another day. 

417 notes - Posted June 9, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[swan-archive]

boy, that last thing i posted was kind of a fucking downer, huh? how about we lighten things up a little bit? have some gross wereham marrieds. let us all shame Eliza heartily for being a fucking furry. shame, shame.

I’ll never understand you, Angelica would say to Eliza, when they were girls, what’s so great about waiting for a thing to happen? Isn’t it better to just—you know—have it, and have done with all the sitting around? Clever Angelica with her whip-fast mind, and the patience to match. She could drive a person crazy, the way she’d used to fuss over the run-up to some special date, birthday, holiday, a long-awaited ball. But Eliza, for her part, has always enjoyed the tingling rush of anticipation. She can wait, doesn’t mind whetting her appetite on imagination. The reward at the end of the road is sweeter for her wanting it so, she almost always finds.

Her patience isn’t limitless, though. And just now, Alexander is late.

Eliza putters around the parlor, trying vainly to distract herself. Fluffs the cushions on the settee once, twice, three times. Picks up a book and sets it down. Late, late, late. She’d check the almanac just to make sure she hasn’t gotten the date wrong, but no point to that. She knows the rhythms of Alexander's monthly change better than anyone, save Alexander himself. She knows what tonight is.

Another thing she knows—exactly how long it takes Alexander to get from his office to the house, and he’s far outside that particular window, so it can't just be that he's held up on the road. Eliza lets out a displeased little grumble. Almost wolfish herself, there, the same sort of noise Alexander might make at a mouse scurrying inside the walls or a turn of phrase that won’t untangle itself under his quill. Petty irritation, not a particularly becoming look, but she can excuse it in herself right now. It’s that case that’s been troubling him so these past weeks, she knows it. The damned thing has already cost them a few precious evenings, but now that it’s elbowing in on tonight, she’s quite done making allowances.

Alexander is her husband every night, and they've perhaps a week out of every month where he can—ahem—perform the duties of a husband, but it’s new moon, and new moons are special.

New moons are for Eliza, and Eliza alone.

She flicks a fold of her dressing gown at some imagined speck of dust on the end table, twists the fabric between her fingers. Deep breaths, Bess, easy, your husband’s an important man, and a busy one. And he could no more forget what tonight is than misplace his own hand on the end of his arm. Nature of the change. He’ll be here soon. Has to be here soon. Had better be here soon—

Slam goes the front door, right on cue. Hurried footsteps in the hall, growing quieter, more measured, as they approach the parlor. Yes, yes, oh, finally. Eliza draws in a long breath and stands perfectly still. Imagines herself a deer poised for flight in a forest clearing, and listens to the parlor door swing open with a genteel creak, the quiet sounds of shoes against the carpet, moving closer and closer.

“Well, fancy seeing you here, Mrs. Hamilton,” murmurs a voice in her ear, and an arm snakes around her waist. Eliza’s heart leaps, like she’s a girl being courted for the first time and not a mother and the mistress of her own house. She collects herself, though. The play is part of it, for them. He’s a hunter, let him think he’s had his hunt.

So, “It can’t be Mr. Hamilton, can it?” she says, in her archest tones. “No, I think not. I expected him—oh, over an hour ago. Ages ago. Must’ve stood me up. Terrible man. Heartbreaker.”

“A villain and a scoundrel,” Alexander agrees, kissing her on the ear. “Even if he did have a brief that needed to be finished no later than today, and a client breathing down his neck, and even if he left the office just as soon as he—”

“Uh-huh.” Eliza strives to keep her tone even, but Alexander’s arm tightens around her waist and she pushes back against him with a soft exhale. She can almost see his smug smile at her impatience, less like a wolf than a cat that’s gotten into the cream.

“I came as soon as I could. Really, I did.”

“Excuses, excuses.”

Alexander spins her around gently so he can look at her, dark brown eyes twinkling with good humor in his familiar-unfamiliar face. High forehead. Nose a bit too big to be handsome, but charming in its imperfection (“I always hope this will get left behind, somehow,” he jokes, prodding at it, when his muzzle finally melts away each month). Neat little beard framing his mouth, slight pout to the lower lip. She’d like to taste that. Resists. She lifts her chin imperiously and stares him down, and the pout curves up into a grin.

“You seem unimpressed. There must be some way I can make up for my appalling tardiness. And for surprising you in your, ah, state of dishabille.” He plucks at the dressing gown she’s wearing, draped over stays and petticoats and not much else.

“Well, you haven’t even kissed me hello properly yet.”

“Dear, oh dear. I haven’t, have I?”

“Let’s start there, and after that—”

Alexander doesn’t let her finish. He kisses the same way he does anything, impatient and eager and with the searing focus of sunlight shining through a curved glass. Eliza lets that focus burn her down to a point, lets her world narrow down to lips and tongue and breath and roving hands. At last, at last. All that anticipation paying off, and never mind that this is the game they play every month, it’s always sweeter than she remembers, sweeter than she could have hoped.

Alexander draws back from the kiss, sighing against her lips. Pauses. Eliza opens her eyes and sees a puzzled little wrinkle between his brows. He snuffles at her curiously, makes a soft hrm noise in the back of his throat that’s somewhere between a hum and a whine.

Still not quite human, this husband of hers, even now.

“You’re wearing a new scent,” he says at last.

“Yes, Angelica sent it to me. It’s quite dear, I’d been saving it for, you know, a special occasion,” she says, with a coy smile.

“Huh.” The tip of Alexander’s nose twitches.

“It’s not…it isn’t too much, is it?”

“No, no, not at all, it’s just…different. It suits you though. It does.” He leans forward deliberately and buries his face in her hair, breathes deep. “Mmm. Honeysuckle. Yes, I think I like it.”

“Well, good, otherwise I’d have to go and bathe, and then you’d have to sit here and wait for me to be done like a good boy.”

“No chance of that.” He moves her hair behind her ear, noses at the corner of her jaw. “I’d come in and join you.”

“Naughty.”

“Wouldn’t that be nice, though? Someone to, hm, help you get really clean, maybe rub your back a little while you soak, you could relax…” He trails off, absorbed in pressing open-mouthed kisses to her neck. Always terribly, terribly gentle. No teeth. A little suck, though, just at the edge of her collar, and her knees tremble despite herself.

“Alexander.”

“Hmm?”

“Will you—if I have to wear a shawl for the next week, I swear—”

“Tell your friends you were attacked by an animal.” He grins at her, his hand straying under her dressing gown and plucking at her stays. “Tell them you were out for a walk, and a vicious wild creature jumped out at you from the trees and went straight for the throat, you barely escaped with your life—”

“—and I fought the beast off with a sword, I suppose, and rode away on a white—ah, Alexander!”

“Oh, no,” he murmurs into the hollow of her throat, “I came up in the nick of time and saved you. No fiercer beast in the forest than a wolf. The creature was no match for me.” He growls a little, resonant and low in his chest, but it’s all playacting, and Eliza fights down a grin of her own.

“My hero.”

“What prize should I claim for my deeds, I wonder?”

“Hmm, let me think…”

“Because I’m told—and correct me if I’m wrong—the love of a fair maiden is traditional, in these cases.”

“Interesting. Tell me more.”

“I’ll be sure to, in as much detail as I can—” He stops, fingers still tangled in the laces of her stays. His head goes up again, cocks ever so slightly to one side. “Um, the baby—?”

“With Peggy for the evening,” says Eliza, working at the buttons on his waistcoat. “She’ll bring him back around seven or so.”

“Ummm. Is it, it’s almost five already—”

“So we haven’t a moment to waste, now have we?”

“No,” says Alexander. “No, we really haven’t.”

They leave a trail of discarded clothing behind them: dressing gown crumpled on the sitting room floor, Alexander’s coat on the stairs when they pause to kiss again, his waistcoat caught under the bedroom door, wedging it open a crack, but no one’s home, it doesn’t matter. By the time they make it to the bed, Eliza is down to her shift and Alexander is in shirt and breeches, hopping awkwardly on one foot as he pulls off his stockings. He flashes an apologetic grin at her for his clumsiness, and Eliza blinks at him for a long moment, puzzling out the shape of it, before she realizes what’s missing. No fangs. Of course.

Here is a secret: Alexander is stranger to her as a human than in any other form. This is what he ought to be, new moon or not, and still she’s more used to golden eyes and pointed teeth, paws and claws and tail. He seems so soft like this, so naked, and it doesn’t suit. Something in his carriage suggests he’s feeling the missing parts of himself, compensating by moving through the world with extra care.

Eliza doesn’t want care just now, though. She wants him.

“Eager, aren’t we,” Alexander says smugly, letting Eliza pull him on top of her. She doesn’t bother to dignify that with a response, mouths at his throat and feels a burning surge of delight at the noise he makes. Payback for earlier, she thinks, and scrapes her teeth against his skin. Eliza hasn’t the same restrictions on using teeth that Alexander does, and anyway he’s got those nice high collars and cravats to wear for everyday. No one needs to know but him.

She bites down.

Alexander whimpers. Alexander’s pulse thunders under her lips. Alexander doesn’t pull away until Eliza’s quite satisfied herself, and when she has he looks at her like a man seeing a vision, golden light and angels with trumpets and perhaps the voice of God Himself ringing in his ears. “Oh,” is all he says, the livid mark on his neck bobbing with a hard swallow, and then he slips down the bed, down her body.

He’s always so sweet with her after a thing like that, all melting glances and tender kisses and delicate touches. Eliza luxuriates in the sweetness for a bit, lets him nuzzle between her breasts and trail kisses over her belly and stroke up and down her legs. Reverent. She could almost expect him to start humming a hymn. Nice to be a goddess for a while, and she reaches down and tangles her fingers in his hair, tugs but gently. He leans into the touch like a dog being praised. Yes, yes, I'm good for you, see how good I can be. It’s all too easy to imagine his bushy tail wagging in satisfaction.

And it’s lovely, but a few minutes go by, and a few more, and he’s still nuzzling and fluttering, and—it’s getting a little old. He kept Eliza waiting. She hasn’t the time to be worshipped just now. And, she realizes all of a sudden, he’s only touching her with the very tips of his fingers, same as he would at a less fortunate phase of the moon. As though there’s still some risk there of him tearing her to pieces, as though there were ever any fear in her that he would. Funny-sad. She props herself up on her elbows with an impatient noise, just south of a laugh.

“I’m not made of glass, Alexander,” she says. Alexander startles and glances up at her, an embarrassed flush leaping into his cheeks. It’s—nice. Not that he’s hard to read, any other time of the month, but there’s something so disarmingly human about a blush. Rose gold against his smooth skin. A trace of guilt in his eyes, so Eliza adds, with a little more heat, “Like this—” and draws the hem of her shift up over her thighs, letting her nails drag against skin.

Alex makes a broken, wanting sound and lets his fingers follow hers, tracing the warm pink score marks her nails have left. Pushes her shift further up, so it gathers around her hips. He leans forward.

Eliza gasps. Breath cool against her in puffs, a quiet laugh.

“I got distracted, before,” he says, honey-sweet all of a sudden, the cheekiness back in his voice. “I was making up for my lateness. My forfeit was a kiss hello, I think? A proper one.”

“Yes,” says Eliza, trembling and wanting and too giddy to banter, “yes.”

“My Betsey’s so merciful,” he says. Flicker of tongue, the lightest touch of fingers. “Such a tiny price to pay.”

“Alexander.”

“I can do better than my first attempt, I know it.”

“Alex—” Eliza catches her lip between her teeth. Alexander’s clever fingers not quite in her, stroking just a little. He looks up at her, fire leaping in those dark-dark eyes, and bares his teeth in a smile too sharp and too hungry to be human.

“So. A proper kiss hello, for my charmer.”

He dips back down, and the world goes white.

—

Alexander wakes to pale dawn-light, with Eliza snoring softly in his arms and his body slowly, tangibly, starting to slip away from him.

He can’t quite explain it, but after so many years with the change he can always tell just when it’s coming upon him again. A tiny stirring somewhere deep inside him, blood or bone or marrow, pulled toward the waxing moon. He’s learned that it won’t be fought, that no degree of clinging by his fingernails will make him stay human a second longer than the heavens dictate, but it still aches for him to find himself—once again, as he is every day of the month but two—stuck somewhere in-between.

At least he’s still far enough toward one end of the cycle to be mostly furless, and he curls close to Eliza, enjoying the warm guilt of lying in bed when he should be up and about, the touch of her skin on his. An uncomfortable realization, to know that if he were put entirely to rights at this moment he’d probably go out of his mind a week later, the flood of sensation on his bare skin more than he could tolerate. For now, though, safe in in the quiet, Eliza-scented dark, it’s simply thrilling rather than overwhelming. Silk of skin and hair against his palms and chest and lips. He nuzzles gently at her cheek, presses a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

Eliza wrinkles up her nose, rolls over, and blinks blearily at him. “…’Xander?” she mumbles.

“Sorry, darling. Sorry.” He rests his forehead against hers for a moment. “Go back to sleep, Betsey. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“Hmm.” Eliza squirms close enough to tuck her head under his chin, breathes out long and slow. “Wh’ time’s it?”

“Early. Too early. Doesn’t matter. You don’t have to be awake yet.”

“If I don’t, you don’t.”

Alex lets out a sad chuff of laughter. “Sadly, duty calls. I should’ve been up half an hour ago.”

“Stay.”

“I wish I could, love.”

Eliza pulls herself up enough to look him full in the face. Surely she can’t see much but a vague blur of features—her eyesight’s nowhere near as good as his, in the low light—but Alex still ducks his chin and nestles into the pillow, trying for quiet indignation and not quite finding it. He knows what his eyes look like. They’re always the first things to go, when the moon starts calling him again. Wide and upturned at the corners and the color of fresh-minted coins.

Unmistakably, the eyes of a wolf.

The coverlet rustles, and Eliza reaches up to trace a hand down his jaw. Tilts his head up to look at her, and doesn’t flinch away at the eyes of a wild animal staring back at her from her husband’s face. Kisses him, lazy and slow, like there’s no world waiting outside their bedroom door. Like they have all the time they could want here and more.

“…Five more minutes?” she asks sweetly, when they break apart.

“Unfair,” says Alex, baring his teeth at her, “unfair, you’re not allowed to use—coercive tactics on me, you little siren.”

“Mm,” says Eliza, twiddling a lock of his hair, her fingers just happening to brush against that spot behind his ear that feels so good when scratched. “So five more minutes, then.” It’s very hard to argue with the dozy certainty of someone who’s still half asleep, especially when she’s giving him the eyes like that. He’s always been easy for that look.

“I. Well. I suppose I could spare five. Just five.”

Eliza makes a triumphant little noise, nestles herself against Alex’s chest, and goes quiet again. Alex runs his fingers over her shoulder where the blanket’s slipped off. Back to touching with just fingertips again. It isn’t so bad, really, he thinks, glancing at his hands, the nails a bit longer than they’d been yesterday, darker at the beds. He won’t have real claws for another day or two yet, but it’s better not to get into bad habits. Someone could get hurt.

“Mmph. Tickles.”

“Sorry, Betsey.”

“You can touch.” Without opening her eyes, she lays her hand over his, presses it flat against her arm. “You know that. You’re allowed.”

“So you tell me.”

“Every month.”

“Remind your poor, absent-minded husband again, though, will you, love?”

“Ridiculous man,” she murmurs against the pulse in his neck, and Alex feels his breath catch in his throat. Dizzying, to lay himself bare like this, to be so vulnerable, and to know himself safe. Goes against all his instincts, but here he is, no teeth at his throat, no blood. Safe safe safe home mate love safe flutters in his brain. He kisses the crown of Eliza’s head.

“I’ll be home early again tonight,” he says. “As early as I can. We’ll have the evening together, you and me and Phil. It’ll be nice.”

“Mm.” That could mean anything, Don’t talk to me, I’m trying to sleep or fat chance you will or yes, darling, that sounds lovely. He chooses to believe the latter.

“And then we’ll have tomorrow night. The two of us. And the night after that.” He rolls the words over his tongue. Could tack another night on the end there—maybe not, though. Always a bit of a gamble, guessing how quickly his body will throw itself into the change. Three more nights, then, to be safe. A short enough span. If only he’d been more judicious with his time coming into new moon week, damn him, they could’ve had more, but work’s work, and the law doesn’t stop for one love-struck werewolf.

So. Three nights. It’s not much, but it’s not nothing. He runs his not-quite-claws over the curve of her shoulder, gentle, gentle.

“We have time,” he says, to the quiet room, to Eliza maybe-sleeping, warm against him. “We still have time.”

[alexriderfanficrecs]

On rec (you know who you are and what you did) here’s another oldie and a criminally underreviewed one at that, just in time for angstober. When I got the rec I was already working on today’s post. That got completely scrapped the moment I laid eyes on this fic.

If you want to cry, this is the fic for you. The pacing is perfect, no detail is spared to set a very vivid and worldly tone. It’s heartbreaking and the sense of dread is there every step of the way. I can’t even put into words how touching and impactful this fic is. I haven’t stopped thinking about it since I got the rec and it’s just.....the worst and and the best at the same time and I highly recommend all of you suffer read it because despite the angst it truly is a work of art. (We’ll go back to something touching and heart warming tomorrow, I promise but.....the moment I read it I knew I had to rec it)

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/8588870/1/

[valaks]

I come bearing gifts - A tantalizing, well paced and beautifully written Devil! fic with echoes from the past playing games with Yassen using Alex. I hope it brightens your day as it brightened mine! Don’t forget to kudos!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27008281

[lilcoffeecup]

Why did you save me? - Chapter 1 - lilcoffeecup - Alex Rider - Anthony Horowitz [Archive of Our Own]

This is the Alex Rider fanfic I've been working on, check it out if you're interested! It's not slash but it's rather a father-son-ish relationship between alex and yassen and since I finished all of my exams yesterday, I will hopefully be updating it soon as well as uploading the maribat fic soon :)

[turisiancom]

TURISIAN.com – Peserta turing Tour de Flores Heritage tahun ini akan melibatkan Komunitas Legend Riders atau Legend Riders Club. Event bertajuk "Jelajahi Flores 1001 Tikungan" yang akan berlangsung pada  pada 24-30 Oktober 2022 itu bakal menghadirkan tokoh-tokoh balap tanah air. Terutama, mereka yang Namanya pernah melambung pada era 1980-1990-an. Adapun para legenda balap yang mengikuti turing bertajuk ini yakni Chepot Hani Wiano, Rio Sarwono, Fauzi Aldjufrie, Dolly Indra Nasution, Dani Sarwono. Ada juga Dodo TS, Arie Hermanto, Irwan Rachim, Joel D. Mastana dan lain-lain. BACA JUGA: Mengenal Tari Caci, Tari Perang dari Manggarai Flores NTT Nantinya, para legenda ini diajak untuk mampir sejenak di pusat-pusat peradaban tua di Flores. Seperti Kota Reinha Larantuka, sebagai peninggalan satu-satunya kerajaan Katolik di Indonesia. Kemudian ada  kampung-kampung adat (Nagekeo), kampung megalitik Bena (Ngada), situs Homo Floresiensis di Liang Bua (Manggarai) hingga Warloka/Golo Mori (Manggarai Barat). Alex Dungkal Ketua Tour de Flores Heritage, pada Minggu 16 Oktober 2022 mengatakan, sebanyak 20 sepeda motor dari berbagai merek milik para pereli senior tersebut telah berangkat. BACA JUGA: Berwisata ke Pulau Kepa Alor, Menikmati Alam yang Indah Memesona Dukungan dari Kementerian Pariwisata Mereka sudah mulai berangkat dari Balai Sarwono, Jeruk Purut, Jakarta Selatan menuju Maumere, Flores, Nusa Tenggara Timur (NTT) sejak Jumat 14 Oktober 2022. Motor para riders ini diangkut menuju Maumere menggunakan ekspedisi milik orang lokal atau Flores. "Kegiatan turing menjelajahi Flores ini mendapat dukungan penuh dari Kementerian Pariwisata dan Ekonomi Kreatif serta Kementerian Lingkungan Hidup," ujarnya. Dijelaskannya, kegiatan tour ini tidak hanya sebatas mengukur jalan, namun pihaknya telah bersepakat dengan para Riders untuk mengunjungi warisan-warisan budaya yang tersebar dari ujung timur hingga barat Flores. BACA JUGA: 5 Tarian Tradisional Indonesia yang Sudah Tenar Hingga ke Mancanegara "Selain itu, kita juga melakukan aksi penyelamatan lingkungan hidup. Berupa penanaman manggrove di beberapa titik yang difasilitasi oleh Direktorat Rehabilitasi Perairan Darat dan Mangrove KLHK," katanya. Di sela-sela kegiatan ini, para riders juga akan melakukan aksi sosial, sumbangan buku, dan penanaman Mangrove di kawasan Sikka, Maumere. Kementerian Pariwisata dan Ekonomi Kreatif dan Kementerian Lingkungan Hidup mendukung penyelenggaraan Tour de Flores Heritage, pada 24-30 Oktober 2022. BACA JUGA: Menjelajah TWA Ruteng NTT untuk Menikmati Keindahan Danau Ranamese Penanaman manggrove akan difasilitasi oleh Direktorat Rehabilitasi Perairan Darat dan Mangrove Ditjen (PDASRH) KLHK. Sementara sumbangan buku dilaksanakan dengan dukungan Yayasan Flores Abdi Bangsa (FAB) dan Yayasan Cipta Insan Bhakti (YCIB). Sebagai catatan, selain sebagai mantan pembalap yang namanya berkibar gemilang di masa lalu. Mereka ini merupakan pengusaha-pengusaha nasional. Harapannya, kehadiran para riders ini akan membuka pintu Investasi bagi bumi Flores. ***

[batgeschaftsideen-blog]

Die Kostüme der zweiten Staffel von 'PEN15' werden noch mehr Nostalgie aus der Zeit zu Beginn des 20. Jahrhunderts beinhalten

https://de.bufinans.com/die-kostume-der-zweiten-staffel-von-pen15-werden-noch-mehr-nostalgie-aus-der-zeit-zu-beginn-des-20-jahrhunderts-beinhalten/?wpwautoposter=1560984275 Die Kostüme der zweiten Staffel von 'PEN15' werden noch mehr Nostalgie aus der Zeit zu Beginn des 20. Jahrhunderts beinhaltenGeschäftsideen - Bufinanshttps://de.bufinans.com/die-kostume-der-zweiten-staffel-von-pen15-werden-noch-mehr-nostalgie-aus-der-zeit-zu-beginn-des-20-jahrhunderts-beinhalten/?wpwautoposter=1560984275 Aber zuerst serviert die Kostümdesignerin Melissa Walker unsere Lieblingsmomente in der Garderobe der ersten Staffel, einschließlich des geteilten Hot-Pink-Tangas und der Spice Girls-Outfits. Beste Neuigkeit aller Zeiten: Die Hulu-Breakout-Serie "PEN15", die von den College-Freunden Maya Erskine und Anna Konkle als Versionen ihres 13-jährigen Ichs geschrieben wurde, ist kommt für eine zweite Staffel zurück. Das heißt absichtlich schrecklicher Anfang der 2000er Jahre (und immer noch Ende der 90er Jahre) Stil, Popkultur-Nostalgie und viel PTSD in der Mittelschule, weil sich jugendliche Peinlichkeiten in jedem Alter und aus jeder Zeit für immer super roh anfühlen. Plus, K-Ci & JoJo 1999 Hit "Mein ganzes Leben"ist immergrün. Aber zurück zu der wunderbar schlechten Mode der Ära, denn sie zeigt perfekt, wie schrecklich prägende Jahre sein können. Ehrlich gesagt, fühlten sich die Pedal Pushers, die Low-Rider-Jeans, die für niemanden gut aussahen, die Cargo-Röcke mit den unsinnig großen Taschen und dem verwirrten Baby-Ts ein wenig zu real an – genau wie die Storylines des Erwachsenwerdens. (Siehe: Mayas Episode über weibliche Masturbation, Annas Scheidung von ihren Eltern und gemeinsame Bemühungen, die eindrucksvollsten AIM-Namen zu finden.) Authentizität war ausschlaggebend für die Entwicklung der Teenager-Egos von Erskine und Konkle, Maya Iishi-Peters und Anna Kone. Zu Forschungszwecken bestellte Kostümdesignerin Melissa Walker die umfassendste Stildokumentation aus der Zeit, Delia kataloge und wegweisende teenagermagazine wie YM, CosmoGirl und Siebzehn. Danke fürs zuschauen!Besuche die Website Danke fürs zuschauen!Besuche die Website Danke fürs zuschauen!Besuche die Website Maya (Maya Erskine) und Anna (Anna Konkle). Foto: Alex Lombardi / Mit freundlicher Genehmigung von Hulu Sie ließ Erskine und Konkle sogar Persönlichkeitstests aus den Magazinen durchführen, um Details über das jugendliche Ich des Duos und seine Traumverliebtheit zu ermitteln. Dies half bei der Konzeption des Aussehens der Nebendarsteller: Schlapphaariger Herzensbrecher der siebten Klasse Alex (Lincoln Jolly) trifft Konkle's " ein bisschen sportlich "und" Best All Around Guy "Kriterien mit einer Mischung aus sportlichen Referenzen. "Ich hatte ihn immer in Volcom", sagt Walker, der mit Hemden mit Kragen, die von Surfern inspiriert sind, einen "adretten" Touch verleiht. Passenderweise lauteten die Antworten von Erskine "ein bisschen überall", was gut funktionierte, da Maya zwischen den coolen Kids Brandt (Jonah Beres) und Dustin (Dustin) schwankt.Isaac Michael Edwards); Außerdem gibt es flymiamibro22 a.k.a. Sam (Taj Cross). "Sie sagte: 'Ich weiß nicht, was tun Ich mag?'" Walker hat auch Filme und Shows der späten 90er und frühen 2000er Jahre angesehen, darunter "Scream", "Welcome to the Dollhouse" und, mein persönlicher Favorit, Ryan Murphy's ".Beliebt"Aber sie fand die wertvollste Inspiration aus Quellen des wirklichen Lebens, wie Erskines, Konkle's und ihren eigenen Jahrbüchern und alten Fotos, da sie zu dieser Zeit auch erwachsen wurde. "Wenn man sich die tatsächlichen Fotoreferenzen ansieht, ist dies ein bisschen wahrer, insbesondere was den sozioökonomischen (Status) der Charaktere betrifft", erklärt Walker, da sich die Klassenhierarchie in diesem Alter umso verheerender anfühlt. Die sozialen Klassen der Schule werden auch subtil durch tatsächliche Etiketten auf den Secondhand-Kleidern dargestellt: Zum Beispiel trugen die beliebten Mädchen die teureren Abercrombie & Fitch und Spalt, während Anna mehr Budget-freundlich trägt amerikanischer Adler und Alte Marine. Anna (Anna Konkle), Miranda (Sarah Boustany), Stevie (Katie Silverman) und Jessica (Jessica Pressley) schauen sich Maya (Maya Erskine) an. Foto: Alex Lombardi / Mit freundlicher Genehmigung von Hulu Konkle und Erskine teilten ihre eigenen Erfahrungen mit statusbestimmenden Modeartikeln. Ersterer erinnerte sich an alle beliebten Mädchen, die Muscheln trugen Adidas Superstar Turnschuhe und Tiffany & Co. Armbänder – ähnlich den letzteren noch traumatisierende Erinnerungen von teuren Herzketten als notwendige Bat Mitzvah Geschenke. Walker hat auch einem der Erskine-Lieblingstrends der frühen 2000er Jahre eine charakterbildende Wendung verliehen: kurze Jeans mit bunten Bündchen an den Manschetten. Sie hat ursprünglich einen authentischen l.i.e. diejenigen, aber dann beschlossen, ein Off-Brand-Paar DIY, wie eine finanziell konservative Frau Iishi-Peters wahrscheinlich tun würde. "Wir haben billige und seltsame Borten wie Rickrack, Polster und Vorhang-Quasten genäht, damit sie ruckelig und hausgemacht aussehen", sagt Walker. Während die weniger wohlhabende Maya Hand-me-Downs und jünger geschnittene Kleidung trägt, wie ihre Care Bear-Hemden, liegt Anna voll im Trend. Aber nur zu einem gewissen Grad, weil die Passform falsch oder die Farben eintönig sind, im Gegensatz zu Heather (Anna Pniowsky) mit ihr Buffy Summers Mini-Lagen mit Schmetterlingsmotiven, ausgestellte Jeans und pastellfarbenes Baby-Ts. "Anna hat die Mode (Trends) offensichtlich verstanden, sie aber aus dem Magazin nicht richtig interpretiert", sagt Walker. "Die populären Mädchen haben es bekommen und sie haben es nicht." Walker und ihr Team haben online eingekauft und eine riesige Menge an Kleidung und Accessoires eingekauft. Zum Glück sind Ablegern aus den späten 90ern und frühen 2000ern nicht so wünschenswert oder kostspielig wie Ablegern aus den frühen bis mittleren 90ern. "Es ist das Zeug, das immer noch im guten Willen ist. Es ist nicht cool genug, um immer noch im Trend zu sein", erklärt Walker. "Niemand möchte diese ekelhaften niedrigen Jeans, die eine Zentimeter lange Schrittlänge mit diesem heraushängenden Muffin-Oberteil haben. Niemand möchte schwarze Rocket Dog-Plateausandalen." (Bei letzterer Behauptung sind wir uns nicht so sicher.) Maya in Heathers gestohlener String- und Low-Rider-Jeans. Foto: Alex Lombardi / Mit freundlicher Genehmigung von Hulu Aber der Kostümdesigner übte Kreativität aus, wenn es um ikonische (und mit Skripten versehene) Artikel ging, die möglicherweise nicht mehr in Produktion sind, wie beispielsweise Heathers pinkfarbener (und gestohlener) Tanga, der Maya und Anna in der Episode "Community Service" auf magische Weise mit Prahlerei erfüllt hat . Ursprünglich war das linienfreie Grundkleidungsstück als "Netz" geschrieben, wie die weichen, biegsamen Iterationen, die wir heute für selbstverständlich halten. (Bitte bringen Sie diesen Blick nicht zurück. Oh, zu spät.) "Aber ich habe mich eingehender mit den frühen Riemen befasst und mich daran erinnert, wie schwerfällig und umständlich sie früher waren – damals, als sie Naturfasern anstelle von seidigen Kunststoffen verwendeten und voluminöse Schnitte hatten", erklärt sie. Also fand Walker ein altes Muster und maßgefertigte Muster für Heather, Anna und Maya (und wusch, watete, warf herum und zog sich als Mütze an …) Diese Folge zeigte auch die "PEN15" -Aufführung einer TV-Serie für Teenager: eine Modenschau (siehe: "Das O.C"- Shailene Woodley-Auftritt! – Jenny Humphrey abtrünnige Landebahn auf "Klatschtante""Hübsche kleine Lügner. ") Heathers Hutdesignermama – die Walker als" eher ein Scrapbooker "als eine Modeperson ansah – trug natürlich winzige Bebe- und Armani Exchange-Hemden und alle Strasssteine." Sie verblüfft alles, was sie kriegt ", lacht Walker. Foto: Alex Lombardi / Mit freundlicher Genehmigung von Hulu Heather und ihre Freunde tragen trendige und koordinierende pastellrosa Tarnfarben – sogar Terra (Marion Van Cuyck) hat das Memo erhalten – und Maya und Anna geben ihr Bestes in gedeckten monochromen gelben und blauen Outfits. Walker ließ sich von passenden R & B-Mädchengruppen inspirieren, die zu dieser Zeit beliebt waren, wie SWV, Destiny's Child und Mädchen laut, Und tote Versionen der hosenfähigen Ladungen aufgespürt. "Sie haben all diese seltsamen Ströme von ihnen und Stickereien (über den Hintern), wie 'böses Mädchen'", sagt Walker. "Unsere Mädchen waren so enttäuscht, dass sie dadurch weiter von der Gruppe isoliert werden und es spielt eine Rolle, wie sich die Mädchen gegen sie gewandt haben, weil sie Diebe und nicht Teil des Rudels sind", fügt sie hinzu. Für mich, einen asiatischen Amerikaner, war die "Posh" -Episode wirklich erfolgreich, mit einer Botschaft, die mit Hilfe einer anderen Mädchengruppe aus den späten 90ern / frühen 2000ern (und noch immer) präsentiert wurde: der Spice Girls. Maya erkennt den Rassismus ihrer weißen Klassenkameraden, begegnet ihrer eigenen verinnerlichten Ablehnung ihres japanischen Erbes und sieht sich Annas wohlmeinender Unempfindlichkeit gegenüber, während sie zunächst ein falsch zusammengestelltes Röhrenoberteil mit Leopardenmuster und zu lange Hosen trägt, was ihr Unbehagen zu verstärken scheint Situation. IN VERBINDUNG STEHENDE ARTIKEL:So kaufe ich ein: 'PEN15' und 'Plus One' Star Maya ErskineZu den "Booksmart" -Kostümen gehören Blue Wave Boilersuits und Original Cali Thornhill DeWitt Self-Spoofing Merch Wie Mona May aus einem Modestudium ein Karrierekostüm machte, das ikonische Filme wie „ahnungslos“ entwarf Ingwer, Baby, Posh, Anna als Sporty und Maya als Scary, während sie noch in den Flip-Flops gekleidet sind. Foto: Alex Lombardi / Mit freundlicher Genehmigung von Hulu Aber die extreme Lässigkeit von Mayas Jeans war eigentlich nicht zu 100% gewollt. Zunächst zog Walker Erskine ein Paar flache Sandalen mit Rocket Dog-Leopardenmuster an, die bei eBay gefunden wurden. "Mitten im Tanz trat sie ihren Fuß hoch und – die Schuhe sind so alt wie 20 Jahre – der Kleber war trocken verfault", sagt Walker. "Die Plattform löste sich vom Flip-Flop und flog wie ein schwerer Ziegelstein durch die Luft." Versuche, zu kleben, zu heften und zu nähen, schlugen fehl, und alle entschieden, dass Maya nach dem choreografierten Kick ihren Schuh verlor und von dort aus barfuß ging. Was die tatsächlichen Teenager-Schauspielerinnen betrifft, die von Spice Girl inspirierte Looks tragen, "waren sie definitiv verwirrt, weil sie nicht einmal wussten, wer die Spice Girls sind", sagt Walker. Nicht einmal vornehm ?! "Sie wussten wer Victoria Beckham war, aber sie wussten nicht warum. " Weitere wichtige musikalische Referenzen finden sich bei Mayas älterem Bruder Shuji (Dallas Liu) Wu Tang Clan Wu-Wear Baggy-T-Shirts und, einer von Walkers Favoriten, a Ruff Ryders Kurzarm-Button-down in der gleichen Folge gedruckt. "Ich habe dieses Herrenhemd in Größe XXXL von Ruff Ryders gefunden", sagt sie. "Wir werden das bei ihm recyceln." Yuki Iishi-Peters (Mutsuko Erskine), Shuji (Dallas Liu) und Evan (Allius Barnes). Foto: Screengrab 'PEN15' / Hulu Ab sofort sind Erskine, Konkle und andere Schriftgelehrte wieder im Autorenraum und überlegen, in welchen unangenehm authentischen Situationen sie sich auseinandersetzen müssen – wird Maya warte ein ganzes Jahr Um ihrer Mutter zu sagen, dass sie ihre Periode hat ?! – und mehr Nostalgie, um uns zum Lachen zu bringen (und zusammenzucken). Walker freut sich darauf, Maya, Anna und den Rest ihrer Klassenkameraden in den nächsten Schritt mitzunehmen, egal ob es sich um die achte oder wahrscheinlich um die siebte Klasse handelt. "Fegefeuer", wie Erskine andeutete EW. In jedem Fall wird sie weiterhin Kostüm-Ostereier in die Mischung streuen. "Nur andere magische Momente und kleine Dinge, die die Leute erkennen", sagt Walker, der eine funktionierende Wunschliste für die Band-Shirts hat, die für die nächste Saison freigegeben werden muss (weitere Momente wie Brendans Limp Bizkit T und das besetzte Hundehalsband sehen bitte so aus!). Ein bisschen positive Nostalgie ist einfach immer bei dir. " oben Foto: Alex Lombardi / Mit freundlicher Genehmigung von Hulu Verpassen Sie nie die neuesten Nachrichten aus der Modebranche. Melden Sie sich für den täglichen Fashionista-Newsletter an. !function(f,b,e,v,n,t,s){if(f.fbq)return;n=f.fbq=function() {n.callMethod? n.callMethod.apply(n,arguments):n.queue.push(arguments)} ;if(!f._fbq)f._fbq=n; n.push=n;n.loaded=!0;n.version='2.0';n.queue=();t=b.createElement(e);t.async=!0; t.src=v;s=b.getElementsByTagName(e)(0);s.parentNode.insertBefore(t,s)}(window, document,'script','https://connect.facebook.net/en_US/fbevents.js'); (function(){ fbq('init', '196671577729406'); fbq('track', 'PageView'); var contentId = 'ci02495052a00027d4'; if (contentId !== '') { fbq('track', 'ViewContent', {content_ids: (contentId), content_type: 'product'}); } })();

[icebluecyanide]

There's not enough AR fics taking advantage of the fact that Cray is a big popstar in the books with songs that are often in the top 10 and it's very likely his songs would still be on the radio even after his death (which would probably get covered up). I just want random Cray songs in the background and Alex having flashbacks to eagle strike lol

[icebluecyanide]

Some thoughts on Alex and Nile in the show, putting this under a cut because I am a grump so fair warning:

I've been thinking about Alex's fight scenes in the show/s3 and I have to be honest, the way Alex got the upper hand from Nile in the first ep did kinda annoy me, because it makes Nile look so bad?? Like say what you want about Alex taking him off guard, but Nile shouldn't have been surprised! He had Alex cornered and was confronting him, he really should have been expecting Alex to hit him & try to escape.

And yeah, he does pin Alex down and Alex needs the lockpick to get away, but it leaves you with such a different impression of Nile compared to the book, where Alex was completely outclassed. He tried a surprise move there and Nile either saw it coming or was too fast for it, and Alex only managed to escape once Nile left him locked in the cell and then only because he was small enough to swim out through the well.

Idk, I just always really enjoyed the way how in the books Alex knows karate, but it's never enough to help him against people who are actually trained fighters, he still needs to use some element of surprise or something in his surroundings to win. And part of that is him being 14 of course while Alex in the TV show is now 17 and closer to being an adult, but I liked that element of him still being outclassed by people like Nile who come across as so much scarier because of it.

And I guess it plays into the other changes they made with Nile, with him being a lot more antagonistic towards Alex, but I do wish we could have had that vibe of Nile being friendly to Alex like in the book, while Alex has in the back of his mind that Nile could easily kill him if he ever decided to switch sides. It was a fun dynamic! And instead we got a more generic 'henchman who wants Alex dead' kind of vibe which was a bit disappointing.

[icebluecyanide]

My wish list for @alexinchainsfest,

Alex in metal chains in a sauna that has just been turned on

Alex with his hands tied and a noose around his neck

Alex in zipties in the back of a van

Alex tied up in bondage gear

Alex in an old telephone box tied up with the phone wire and held under watch by a sniper in a hostage situation

Alex in handcuffs as he's been arrested for espionage in a foreign country

Alex in handcuffs as he's arrested for killing a bad guy

Alex tied up by Ian

With all of these, I would prefer it if Alex escapes or is rescued in time to avoid serious permanent injury, but I love a bit of whump. Also happy for Yassen or one of the canon AR villains to be involved but it's not a must.

Thanks!

[icebluecyanide]

You just made me think of an au/future fic of Alex Rider x TVD

Imagine the chaos.

BTW why there are so little to non Yalex fanfics?!

Ohhh that's an interesting cross over idea! Maybe we can make Yassen a vampire too :3

As for why there are so few non yalex fics, I'm not sure that's right? There are still many gen fics, but Yassen is a fascinating character and there's a lot of potential in his dynamic with Alex so I'm not surprised it's the most popular ship by far.

[icebluecyanide]

The amount of effort I'm putting into this canon divergent/missing scene fic to make sure it matches with the canon timeline when ahorz couldn't even decide whether Alex is at Malagosto for three days or close to two weeks 😭 at this point it's mostly spite and perfectionism keeping me going because ahorz i s2g

[icebluecyanide]

Writing Procrastination Game

Thanks for tagging me @lastlymatt 💜

1. What's the name of one of your WIPs?

Sleeping With Ghosts.

2. Describe a WIP in the format of __+__=__

yalex + one bed = alex getting his first ever handjob

3. What tags/warnings will one of your WIPs need if you share it?

Accidental Incest (one-side) lol, we're doing very rare pairings this time 🙈

4. Alternative title to a WIP?

'The one where Alex and Yassen are both trans' I guess 😂

5. Which WIP are you most likely to update/finish next?

Probably one of my two s3 fics I started, since I want to finish them soon!

6. What is one of your WIP's document title, not its name but what you have it saved as?

My doc titles are really boring haha. Idk 'Alex Yassen target practice' is one.

7. Post any sentence from your WIP?

John’s fingers came up to rest at Yassen’s nape, stroking the hair at the back of his neck in a gesture that carried such fondness that Alex found himself suddenly choking down jealousy.

8. A scrapped idea from your WIP?

I'm a bit sad that I can't have trans Alex and Yassen talk about John because I wanted to set it pre-Eagle Strike for more tension/Alex not knowing Yassen very well yet.

9. What's a story you'd love to write but have yet to start?

I really want to write a Julia Rothman/Alex Rider fic for ship week tbh. I've got it planned out already but I need to find the time.

10. How many WIPs are you actively working on?

Entirely too many 😭 but probably like 5 or 6 that I want to finish in the next two months if possible.

11. Is there a scene you're struggling to write right now?

I'm struggling to write anything tbh. xD The writing is not flowing atm, probably because I'm really tired.

12. Not a question but a second kudos!

I don't know what that means but thanks xD

Tagging: @rirren, @polarnacht1, @countessrivers,

[icebluecyanide]

Thinking about trans Yassen and I'm torn between having him use testosterone gel because it's what i use and i've only ever seen trans characters in fiction use injections and the sad fact that he probably would go for injections instead because it's less of a hassle every day 🥲

I just want a scene of Yassen chilling with his shirt off waiting for the gel to dry, taking the time to clean his gun or something