#budget sauna

[dijitwitch]

Lap - Traditional Pool Hot tub - mid-sized traditional indoor tile and rectangular lap hot tub idea

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Lap - Traditional Pool Hot tub - mid-sized traditional indoor tile and rectangular lap hot tub idea

[financeprincess]

I spent, at a minimum, at least $500-$1,000 a month exclusively on my self improvement. Here is most of what I spend on, in no particular order:

Education (classes, books, courses, certifications, college tuition, seminars, etc.)

Private lessons for languages, musical instruments, sports, etc.

Personal hobbies and passion projects

Crest whitening strips (great when in a pinch), Invisalign, professional whitening, preventative dental care, prescription whitening products from my dentist

Investments such as index funds, REITs, ETFs, CDs, individual stocks, commodities, appreciative luxury items, precious metals & gems, etc.

Organic food, vitamins, supplements, high quality healthcare, therapy, massages, prescriptions (Rx skincare, etc.)

New glasses & contacts (getting some bayonetta glasses from Burberry soon, very excited)

Sports, gym membership + sauna, hot yoga, Pilates, kickboxing, tennis, skiing, dance, etc.

Personal care such as bath/shower products, body care, haircare, skincare, makeup, brightening eye drops, perfume, etc.

Travel, events, concerts, festivals, etc.

Shopping (clothes, accessories, home goods, etc.)

Eating out at restaurants and going to coffee shops

Beauty treatments such as manicures, pedicures, waxes, brow tint & threading, salon blowouts, hair cuts & colors, facials, lash lift & tints, vitamin IVs, etc.

Regular visits to my dermatologist, dentist, psychiatrist, eye doctor, primary care physician, gynecologist, and any other specialists

Semi-regular appointments with a personal trainer, holistic nutritionist, and dietitian

I don't do all of these every single month, but most of these are recurring throughout the year and budgeted accordingly. Eventually I might add in more intense cosmetic work like medspa services, Botox, etc. If you can find a workplace with a great benefits package such as high quality healthcare, an HSA/FSA, health & wellness reimbursements for the gym, disability & life insurance, etc. I would highly recommend it and max out all the benefits you can.

[cindol]

i’m bored and getting into new fandoms so, kook black fem reader and jj thingy . this writing is alllll over the place uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

jj maybank x black fem kook reader

cw + — fluff because they are minors, slight crack, s3 jj but the aftermath of finding el daraldo, crack, jj ribs/teases reader a lot,

jj maybank has never been a self care person. He takes showers, finds some spare rag in his house to wash his face but never a full self care day since that was out of his budget. It’s exactly why when you bring him along to one of your spa day’s it’s a weird change.

one thing your snobby kook friends didn’t know that you weren’t born into the kook life but adopted into it so you understood jj’s mindset as a poor pogue wallet stealing teen and it’s why you invited him to your family spa for a relaxing day.

“jayj this is like the best spa ever in figure 8, all you gotta do is get into this here robe.” you stated this to him with a silk robe in your hand and a tired tone in your voice, like you’ve explained this to him again and again.

jj was still in his dusty t-shirt and shorts with his hands stuffed in the pockets of the shorts, shaking his head laughing at this whole situation. “took my early shower already babe, i think this whole uh sauna mud pie shit is overdoing it for a pogue like me,yeah?”

When you once brought up the idea of a relaxing day where anything you say goes he thought that meant a nice shared bath and watching a sitcom, not an entire spa treatment at your family owned spa.

but as stubborn as your boyfriend was you wouldn’t take no for an answer and simply, bribe him or better yet, bluff till he does what you please.

you folded up the robe, catching his eye when you started to make your way back to the front of the spa.“what now? Already gave up on lecturing me about how somehow someway, a mud bath or sauna is soothing and relaxes the mind?” his tone mocked yours in a high pitch as he walked towards you.

“hm well.. I see there’s no convincing you to get a simple spa treatment so i’ve given.” you tsked your teeth just to guilt him more with your words.“such a shame though, i would’ve let my boyfriend, a founder of the el dorado sleep with me tonight.”

and that for sure caught his ears.

[obsessedbyneon]

Netherlands Dance Theatre in The Hague, 1987. Designed by Rem Koolhaas (OMA, Office of Metropolitan Architecture).

It was one of his first realised projects. By using low cost materials, he was able to realise the Dance Theatre with a tight budget. The Anton Philipszaal was reknowned for its acoustics.

In 2015, it was decided the Theatre had to be demolished to make room for a new monstrosity by Jo Coenen (that everybody dislikes).

Scan | below: Rem Koolhaas inspecting his work on the roof of the construction site.

Project description:

"The design for the Nederlands Danstheater which has been realized, was preceded by two pro­jects, both for a location in the seaside resort of Scheveningen. In this phase a hall for 800 spectators, as well as studies, offices and art­ist's quarters were added to the existing circus theatre. The theatre which has been built is on the Spui, an environment which is defined by two office bleeks, a flyover which is to be built over and a 17th century church. In this area, cultural centre functions are to be realized. The dance theatre is joined to a concert hall (architectural firm Van Maurik) and a hotel (architect Carel Weeber) with which it shares an underground car park. A public square forms the fourth component of the location. The flamboyant exterior elements, which dominated the projects in Scheveningen, have been replaced here by formal façades. The theatre hall has 1001 seats. The foyer is in a 7 metres broad space between the concert hall and the dance theatre hall. lt continues under the sloping floor of the latter. In the foyer a half-moon shaped landing and above it an egg-shaped skybar are suspended on cables. Between the hall with the stage and the three story high studies with the offices and dancers' quar­ters, there are three ballet studies. At right angles to this there is a unit with facilities for the dancers: a sauna, a swimming pool, a massage room and showers. There is a round public restaurant on the square. The outer walls are done in black, grey, white or metallic shades. In the interior, the emphasis is on the use of colour."

[megustacat]

30 Jason Mendal Head Canons - Imagines from someone who does not like him so much

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non-explicit but slight nsfw mentions below

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Enjoys and collects expensive whiskeys from all around the world, also collects cigars - especially the Cuban ones.

Gets a kick out of power - will keep you in suspense because he likes to see you struggle and then releases you as the relieving savior that he is (and yes, I mean that in every possible way).

Has a collection of several black suits which are all the same model.  

Goes for Sunday drives in one of his cabrios as soon as there is one single ray of sunshine out - also drives like an asshole and will tailgate you even if you are already 10 over speed limit. Road rage is real with him.

Has a pool table room in his mansion where he keeps his whiskey bottles neatly organized and plays pool against his visitors - he will always win and he will let you know that he is going to win.

Sore loser - especially in competitions he is good at.

As ambitious as it gets - will stay after hours and also work from home. Sundays are rarely a Sunday for him.

His love language is Giving Gifts - loves to buy clothes and jewelry for his partner, but also other trinkets and things that will serve as a constant reminder of him being in your life.  

Possessive. Will leave love bites all over you and will compromise little.

If he had to choose a pet he would go for a cat. It must be a black cat though and she has to be well behaved. Doesn’t like dogs and their blind loyalty and especially not their smell.

Red wine drinker. Almost as bad a divorced auntie.

Uses hand lotion and chapstick regularly but would not admit to it.

Reads the newspaper on a daily basis and puts a lot of importance on staying informed and on top of recent trends. Judges you if you are not interested in politics and economics and finds it childish to not stay involved in what is going on in the world.

Apple fanboy. Every tech item he owns is from Apple and he will immediately have the newest tech iterations on launch day.

Goes to opera but is not very interested in it. Sees that more as an opportunity to go there with potential clients and discuss business matters.

Always plans slightly over the briefed client budget and then argues with them. Is willing to go down but wants to test his clients. Can effort to lose the ones who are not willing to invest more, and also gladly lets them go.

Has an older sister, who’s a mean girl. Now that they are older they get along better and are mean girls together.

Bondage.

Is very charming when it comes to networking. Meeting new clients and other potential company leads for collaboration is easy for him and he is a sharp observer. Finds it easy to be charismatic and connect quickly and reads people like a book.

Private jet is love, private jet is life.

Loves to travel, especially with his partner. Not because he necessarily wants to see the world or the big wonders of it but because he wants to physically distance himself from his work. He takes it very seriously so actively seeking physical distance from it is one of his ways to get away from it for good.

Has a private coach with whom he works out a lot, at least three times a week, to keep himself healthy.

Generally puts a lot of emphasis on being and staying healthy, like eating well, working out, ergonomic working with standing desks, regular med checks up, to the point where he almost feels like a hypochondriac. Also loves to regularly have saunas.

Judging and directiv. Doesn’t like to elaborate on decisions, mostly wants to have them respected and followed. Also, very direct and ordering when he talks to people. You will hear him say “Listen here”, “Let’s do this”, “Talk to me” a lot in his speech pattern.

Follows in the steps of his father who expected him to also make it big, like him. Jason always felt pressure to accommodate and now that he succeeded over his father, it still seems like there is still no satisfaction. Does not have the best bond to him, but will always have his father as his biggest male influence in his life, seeking a never satisfied-approval from him and mostly finding frustration and criticism.

Plays Golf. Of course he does. Prepare to be the golf cart princess / prince, and pop a bottle of champagne every time he scores a hole in one. He lets you play as often as you like, but he likes it the most when he sees you cheer for him.

Actively participates in day-trading, and if he can’t do it he has a personal stock trader do it for him (which is most of the time because he is too busy with work).

Has a large selection of guide books for succeeding in various fields in life - whether that’s financials, work optimization, self-confidence, charisma and communication. If he reads fiction he likes to go for classics. Can and will judge you on your taste in literature. Finds poetry a waste of time.

His favorite movie director is Christopher Nolan and he can and will make you watch every single one of his movies. Could discuss Interstellar and Inception for hours on end.

Even though he prefers to have people follow his orders and respect his decisions without questioning them, he wants and needs you to go against him. He wants to have constant stimulation in his relationship, mostly in the form of receiving contra from you. It keeps him on his feet and specifically wants you to be different to the world around him. He doesn’t want you to go too far, and generally wants you to agree with him on basic ideologies, but he needs your backlash - it keeps his love for you alive.

[tenderjock]

outstanding leadership, extraordinary initiative, & steadfast devotion to duty

Daniel&Jack&Peggy, and medals earned in wartime.

"You ever notice that Thompson doesn't talk about the Navy Cross?"

Peggy froze in the middle of adding milk to her tea. After a moment, she put the bottle down and stirred carefully, thoughts racing. Without turning to Daniel or letting her surprise inflect her voice, she said, "What do you mean?"

Daniel shrugged, a little jerkily. "I don't know. Everything's always bigger and better with him, you know? He'll tell you how much he earns or how long his - ah, you know, he'll brag. But he changes the topic every time it comes up."

She tapped the spoon against the side of her cup. "Perhaps he -" She broke off, struggling for the words that would turn Daniel's attention away from the issue. "Perhaps he simply doesn't like to talk about things that happened over there. We've all been there; it's never anything like the medals or newsreels seem to say it was."

"Yeah, sure," Daniel said. "It just doesn't seem like Thompson to not tell everyone he knows about it."

"You don't talk about your Purple Heart," Peggy pointed out, not ungently. Daniel stiffened.

"That's different."

"It is," Peggy agreed. "It's different for all of us."

A pair of familiar footsteps joined them at the office commissary before Daniel could respond. Peggy glanced back down into her cup and added a generous spoonful of sugar.

"I see my top agents are spending their workday productively," Jack remarked, his smirk a sharp line in his face.

Peggy shot him a rather arch look. "I see Chief Thompson is having an equally productive day," she said. "Have you admitted defeat yet?"

Jack made a face. He'd been fighting, along with Agent Faut and some rather obnoxious pencil-pushers, to balance the New York SSR's budget for the better part of the week. Most of his morning had been spent in a meeting with the senator's aide.

"I got 'em on the ropes," he said. Daniel clears his throat, rather judgementally.

Peggy isn't quite sure who he's been more upset with recently: Jack, for taking the promotion, or her, for not being bothered by it.

His attitude was a bit annoying, to be honest. Frankly, she was never going to receive a Medal of Honor or the position as New York Chief, no matter who advocated for her or what evidence was presented to the U.S. government. Daniel had to know that, too; the man wasn't stupid. And he had to realize that having Jack in charge, where they could keep an eye on him, was better than any alternative.

"We were discussing wartime medals," Peggy said instead of all that. Jack stiffened; Daniel noticed; Peggy rolled her eyes. "I once knew a man who earned an Order of the Bath for strategic actions in battle." She considered the memory. "He had terrible teeth."

"Order of the Bath?" Jack said, disbelieving.

"For conspicuous heroism taking place in a sauna," Daniel said. Both men laughed. Peggy sniffed. They had no respect, these Americans.

"What about Carter?" Jack asked, still laughing.

Peggy blinked at him. "What about me?" she said.

"What kind of awards did Agent Peggy Carter deign to accept?"

"I didn't earn any," Peggy said stiffly. "Women aren't combatants."

That's a bit of an oversimplification, she will admit in the privacy of her own mind. There were a few medals she could have theoretically earned, from the Americans and her own government, had circumstances regarding her service not been so, well, unique.

Some Englishwomen had received medals, but their service had been different than hers - usually as pilots or somesuch, not the covert missions she had in occupied France and Nazi Germany.

She may have qualified from the U.S. Women's Army Corps Service Medal, although it perhaps would have required Colonel Phillips to pull a few strings. Peggy had occupied a strange place in the war: a woman, first of all, and therefore not allowed in combat or eligible to receive medals for heroism under fire. But she had also been a spy, someone who technically didn't exist; and a British operative working for the Americans. Both sides had simply sort of - cut her loose, after victory was obtained and she was no longer useful.

It was only due to Colonel Phillips' recommendation that she had this job in the first place. Peggy pursed her lips, then shook herself out of her thoughts.

Only to find the two men staring at her like they had just been dunked in ice water. It was a bit unsettling. She took a sip of tea.

"Anyway," she said. "I actually do have work to do. Daniel, try to keep in mind what I was saying."

Jack was frowning at her. Daniel was frowning, too, but his gaze flicked to Jack once when she spoke, before he nodded.

"Sure thing," he said, and shifted on his crutch out of her way to let her back to her desk.

: :

Peggy frequently found herself the last person in the office, nowadays, with the possible exceptions being Daniel and Jack. Right now, Daniel's dark head of curls was bent over his desk and Jack's light was still on in his office, although the blinds were drawn.

They've all been working in a companionable silence for the last two hours. Daniel was eating something that smelled hot and spiced at his desk; little noises kept coming from the Chief's office, the sound of a file cabinet being opened or the desk chair being pushed back.

For Peggy's part, she's been combing through reports of gun sales to women matching Dottie's description in the tri-state area. She has found three that warrant a closer look, and was just about to get herself another cup of tea and really settle in when Jack's door opened and he slouched out.

He stopped in front of her desk. She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. He stared at her for a second, looking troubled.

"Yes?" she ventured, when it became clear he wasn't going to say anything to her.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked, rather abruptly.

Daniel was looking at them now. Peggy drummed her fingernails on her desk, then nodded and followed Jack into his office, where he shut the door behind them.

He then proceeded to stand at his desk, hands braced against the wood, staring blankly. Peggy was honestly starting to get worried, not that she thought letting Jack know that was a good idea.

"Chief Thompson?" she said. She didn't touch his arm, but it was a close thing.

Jack opened his desk drawer and pulled out a box. It looked like a large jewelry box and was made of navy blue leather, with gold detailing. Peggy didn't need to ask what was inside it - even if it hadn't had the name of the medal printed on it in little gold letters, she would have known.

"You should have it," Jack said. His face was grim and set.

"Jack!" Peggy said, shocked.

"You should have it," he insisted. "I don't - it shouldn't be me, anyway. And you deserve it, Peggy. We both know that." Jack glanced at her, then glanced away. "I was going to put it out on my desk but - I couldn't. I can't. You should have it."

Peggy stared at him, feeling like her heart was in her throat. Jack Thompson was a liar, and a fraud, and a self-serving, arrogant pain-in-the-arse to work with, but sometimes he still surprised her.

And, anyway, it would do no one any favors to make this into a bigger deal than it already was. She nodded, and carefully took the box and tucked it under one arm.

"I'll keep it safe," she said quietly. Then, more briskly, "Do you want me to brief you on the progress I've made in the Underwood case?"

"Christ," Jack said, rubbing his eyes. He laughed, a little wetly. "Yeah, that'd be great. Tell me you got something."

They talked for a few minutes. Jack agreed with her that there was meat in the rumor of a bank robbery being planned, although neither of them could fathom why a notorious Communist would want to rob a bank. When Peggy left his office with the Navy Cross in hand, Jack was pouring himself a Scotch, looking exhausted and like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Daniel looked up as Peggy fastened the clasps of her purse and got her coat. "You leaving?" he asked, and then considered her more closely. "Are you okay, Peggy?"

"Yes," she said. "Just, you know." She looked at Jack's office door and clutched the rectangular shape in her purse tighter. "I need to get home."

"I'll walk you out," Daniel said, still watching her. "I'm just about done here anyway."

Peggy waited while he grabbed his coat, hat, and briefcase. She had to watch her pace a bit when she's walking with Daniel, but the company was usually worth it. Tonight, she was tired and a little shaken and a bit too reflective, and she appreciated the distraction of having to make small talk with Daniel as they walked to the subway station together.

As they were waiting for her train - hers was due in four minutes; Daniel's, in six - Daniel said, apropos of nothing, "I guess I just never expect Thompson to care enough about anything to feel, I don't know." He looked across the platform blankly. "Shame or guilt or, or loss. Or anything."

Peggy looked at him. "I know what you mean," she said.

"You know why he doesn't talk about the Navy Cross." It wasn't a question. Daniel wasn't looking at her.

Peggy tucked her heavy purse tighter to her torso and breathed out slowly. "Yes," she said. Just yes, and nothing else.

Daniel nodded, still staring across the empty platform. "Is it something I should know about?"

She gave that some thought. "It's not something I'm going to tell you," she said finally. "Not without Jack's permission, which I don't think he'd give. But it doesn't change who he is, not really. It might explain some of what he's done, recently." Then, because she wanted to be honest with Daniel: "Although you may not like the explanation."

He dipped his chin to his chest. "Alright," he said, then again, quieter, "Alright."

Her train arrived, and Peggy boarded, wishing Daniel a good night. Peggy observed him through the car's dirty, cracked window, a dark figure braced on his crutch, looking down at the concrete beneath his shoes. Peggy put one hand into her purse, pressing her palm against Jack's medal as she watched him.

As the train pulled away from the platform, Daniel seemed to shake himself and turned toward the opposite tracks, where his train going the other direction was arriving.

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Muffin! It's ASP Inc, the conglomerate made up of the companies formerly known as Apple, Sony, and Pepsi-Co. Based on your credentials with prior projects, you've been conscripted again for another big budget Twilight media project! Probably the CEO is on drugs, but congrats on your $500m dollar budget.

Your task is to design a big-budget Twilight video game. "But I don't really play that many video games," you maybe say? Idk, the CEO doesn't seem to care and is maybe using this project for tax evasion, so your instructions are "Just make us a Twilight game with gameplay stolen from a popular thing like a Minecraft, Fortnight, Among Us, whatever the kids nowadays are playing. Maybe a Mario? Are Marios still a thing?? I played Oregon Trail on my mac once. Stick some story in it. Give it the Muffin treatment, kids like Muffins!"

Your project brief must include:

1) What non-story-based gameplay mechanic you're stealing ("It's like a Mario!") 2) What story set in the Twilight Universe (tm) you've decided is most game-able. 3) Where you're spending the big bucks.

Thank you and good luck! (I hope this is fun and not, you know, annoying)

That would be a very silly thing for them to do.

Caveat

Twilight already is a video game: it's a visual novel. You are Bella Swan, first person point of view, checking out hottie mchottie across the hall. You don't know it, but the wrong action you take, even if it's arriving in the parking lot late: you die.

It's up to you to find Bella's golden path to survival which is in fact the Twilight novels we know and love.

Ordinarily, I'm a big skeptic of medium jumps without much thought, especially to and from video games as they usually don't transition well. However, in this case, we're already there.

You don't even have to change that much of the narrative structure since it's all in first person and we have the visuals as we know exactly what everyone looks like down to what exact shade of red their hair is.

There's not much for me to do.

But That Will Never Fly/Isn't What You Asked For

It sounds like this merger corporation doesn't really understand Twilight or video games which is not surprising. So, I have to make a real person video game which is just like that thing the kiddos are playing.

And since I'm going to hell anyway: I'm making a Twilight game that's RDR/GTA styled and we're going wild.

You're Bella Swan going to high school but you can wander around the town of Forks/the world at large and do whatever the fuck you want. This often gets you killed horribly. You go to Mexico: you're eaten by vampires. You go to Alaska: you get fucked by vampires and have a wild time in their sauna. You go to Egypt: some guy named Amun locks you in a tomb where you hang out with Benjamin, Tia, and Amun's angry wife. You can take missions for the Volturi, which they never asked you to do, and every time you collect a bounty a Volturi member will give you a weird look and ask "what the fuck is wrong with you/why are you here?" but you'll earn in game rewards as they publicly shame you.

You can also get into affairs with your human friends and ruin Jessica's love life, go to Prom with five people, and so on and so forth.

You can also get involved in the La Push community where they stare at you for being this person who clearly doesn't belong and try to seduce Leah into a lesbian love affair with you. (This is a very difficult quest, Leah's not impressed and very confused and going through it with Sam right now). You get to hear all of people's drama that's going on in the side lines.

The actual plot is dating Edward, and somehow, he doesn't notice all your wild adventures because he can't read your mind and while he's been stalking you every time you leave the state he loses your scent.

Your missions are surprisingly difficult as you have to avoid death by Edward by saying the right things and avoid death by everything else in the universe by navigating Port Angeles correctly (shockingly hard as the rapists somehow corner you at every turn). You also get missions during the Hallucination Edward arc as you have to do increasingly difficult and dangerous things to get Hallucination Edward to appear at which point your player character gets sweet sweet endorphins.

In the online player mode, where you've probably become a vampire, you can engage in vampire warfare where the losing condition is you killed too many humans so the Volturi come to kill all of you.

And yes, of course, there is an honor system but you blow it yourself as Bella's honor plummets during New Moon when she has to endanger herself and others to see Edward.

The money's going into a) graphics b) the sheer open worldness allowed in the number of quests, the random events, and all that good points.

Conclusion

I imagine they ask me how I will market this game to Twilight's audience, who are presumably the only ones who will play this game, and I claim, "Young women love grand theft auto!"

[seoul-bros]

Jikook Week 24 Complete ✔️(21 - 28/05/2024)

Their twenty fourth week in the military is now complete and time to celebrate this milestone with a look back at this week in 2016.

This was The Most Beautiful Moment in Life: Young Forever era with BTS promoting Epilogue: Young Forever, Fire and Save Me from when the album was released on the 2nd May 2024.

In mid-May, BTS began filming Bon Voyage 1 with a trip to Scandinavia to celebrate their three year anniversary. The adventure began on the 15th when they were told their destination and that the staff would not be on hand to help them to organise tickets and food. They would also be assigned a budget which they could not exceed for each country. They asked for a student backpacking like trip and that is what they got.

First was Norway followed by Sweden (19/05) and then Finland. They did a live from their first stop in Bergen, Norway on the 17/05/2016. It was the day after their arrival and Jungkook's coming of age celebration. This was the party where it was suggested they play rock paper scissors to see which one of them would give him a congratulatory kiss and only Jimin was up for it.

On the 19/05 they took a train trip and Jimin posted these photos on TwiX. Tired Kookie asleep on the train, que guapo!

Next they flew to Sweden and Jimin posted these photos looking handsome on the streets of Stockholm. They also did a group live.

On the 22/05 they were in Finland after cruising from Stockholm to Helsinki.

Unfortunately, RM losing his passport meant that he was unable to remain in Finland and had to take the first plane back to South Korea. It was not the way anyone wanted to finish the trip.

J-Hope and Jimin did a seven minute live in which they asked for suggestions on what to eat that night. Someone suggested lamb skewers and Jimin immediately thought Jungkook would love that.

They spent the afternoon in a sauna and playing games that ended in the loser having to jump into the cold water of the lake. Jimin ended up in the lake twice once accompanied by V and once by Suga.

Luckily there was a hot tub where they could all recover afterwards.

The next day it was JK and Yoongi's turn and lamb skewers were mentioned again, this time as a possible souvenir from their trip.

JK also talked about his early morning camera shoot and this is the amazing picture he took of the sunrise over the lake.

They arrived back in South Korea on 25/05/2016 and wow Jimin looked so cool walking through the airport.

I had so much fun watching the Bon Voyage 1 episodes and would recommend it to anyone who hasn't seen them yet. There were so many famous jikook moments that suddenly all slotted into place on the timeline.

Also these guys are the most forgetful group I've ever seen.

Jimin leaves his case on the airport bus and has to retrieve it

Hobi loses the ticket to the cable car which was luckily picked up a tourist and returned to him.

RM leaves his bag behind (but the staff actually retrieve it and give it back to him)

RM loses his passport and the replacement travel papers will only allow him to fly back to South Korea and not continue the vacation in Finland. He was so disappointed and the last leg of the trip wasn't the same without him.

V gets lost in the middle of nowhere after getting on the wrong bus from Stockholm airport and then getting off the bus at a random stop.

Post Date: 28/05/2024

[tmwwriting]

Snippets of a fic I’ll never write: (3/x)

Matt Graver x small town reader

The diner is small, nondescript: the standard four walls and a dingy vinyl floor, every surface peppered with dings and scrapes and carelessness. There's a sign for it just before the freeway off-ramp, generic and unpromising: a deep blue stamped with cartoon cutlery and a fuel pump for the gas station across the street. An H for hotel is on there, too. That one's a lie, but there is lodging, in the dingy strip mall motel further up or the RV parks stashed around the valley. The types that want cash, the paper per diem. All of it—lies included—make up the tiny little holler for passengers who can't wait for the bigger city just up the interstate. Families, mostly, on road trips with children who overestimate how long they can hold it. Some tourists—usually hippies with too much sense of adventure. Van life, whatever that is. Shirking the ocean for the mountain, waves for land. They all move on quickly, though.

No one ends up here on purpose.

The people that do are the people who get stuck. They stay and pretend it's a choice, like pitching a tent by the side of a car-wreck. There’re houses splattering the dirt roads that branch off from Main Street, fences made of wire, posts stuck haphazardly every so often. Bent and wrecked, a hit and run of neglect that means nothing ever looks new around here. It may have been a sparkling little town at one point, a postcard-cute sampling of good ol' country living. Now it's been painted over with a filter called Abandoned.

No police department, nor fire. The county handles all that. "Better for the budget", as though bureaucrats have ever concerned themselves with line items like Affordable Housing or Cost of Living. None of you are worth the investment, is what they mean. Even the YIMBYs and the NIMBYs don’t bother playing tug-of-war with this scrap heap.

But it's enough. It's a life, anyway. Small and boring, a persistent trickle from dilapidated water faucets, tinted brown with oxidized metal. Boil it, and you're good. You've always been an accomplished pretender, anyway. Daydreamer. You have to be, before the day-in, day-out monotony makes you forget what real music is supposed to sound like. But the chime of the diner door brings you back to reality with a thud each and every time, marks the end of whatever symphony was filling your head, like a conductors last grand flourish. By now you have a shorter distance to fall—you know not to stray too far away. Hurts less, this way, as you leave the towel at the half wiped-down table, and head out to the front.

He saunters into this life with the noon day sun, shoulders set like he owns the place. Modestly dressed, an untucked shirt that might have looked nice when he first bought it five years ago. It all fits well, though—certainly not new, but taken care of. No accessories other than utilitarian ones. Watch. Sunglasses.

He's handsome, is your first thought, even though the glasses’ frames cut harshly into the outline of his face. Strong features though, the ones that are visible. Proud forehead, arrogant chin. It juts out when he notices you staring, cheekbones widening in a little grin as he moves the glasses to his collar.

He doesn't wait for you either, just settles himself into a seat at the counter with a view of the parking lot. You wipe your hands on your jeans, hoping there's no damp imprints now, cheeks hot as you approach him like he's the sun. He slides over, eyeing you, and doesn't look away even as you set the plastic menu in front of him. 

He opens with, "Always this hot around here?" Not the worst line you've ever heard, and dropped so confidently you know that's just the way he talks; there’s no stakes in this for him.

"Not even real summer yet,” you counter. “Schools are barely out. You just wait another month, month and a half. Place’ll turn into a sauna. Now, can I start you off with something to drink?"

He doesn't hesitate. "Coffee, but—that thing it? Might need something stronger."

He tilts his head to get a look over the counter. The little drip machine looks as depressing as everything else in the place, but the bitter liquid it spews out can make a horseshoe stand upright. You don’t have time to defend the thing’s honor—just perk upright, hands on your hips. 

"The closest bar is ten miles down the road. Only thing stronger I've got is the bleach under the sink." 

"Stick with the coffee, then." He smiles. "No tiny little cups, ma'am. You bring that thing out in a punch bowl." 

Out of spite you search for the daintiest little teacup you can find in the place. It's certainly not a punch bowl, but he toasts you with it when you set it in front of him, like you've brought him the grail. 

You're bringing another table a refill of ketchup when you see him down the thing like a shot. Doesn’t even make a face, though you’ve seen grown men sputter and cough and choke on the bitterness. You quirk an eyebrow and go back to your cleaning.

He doesn’t want anything else—checking in a few times afterwards only gets you dismissed with grins and a wave of a hand. Finally, he asks for another cup, about thirty minutes after he finished the first. And then he stays, eyes now stuck to the TV up on the wall, wires duct taped strategically out of sight behind it.

Wiping down the counter a few spots next to him is a tad obvious, perhaps, but it lets you watch the news with him: big thick chyron about missing hikers; stone faced reporters with grim tones; a cut away to the grieving families issuing statements, huddled outside what looks like the county sheriff’s office. 

"Awful, all that,” you pretend you’re saying to no one in particular. “Didn't use to be so bad a few years ago. Now people going missing, just on trips to the Park. Even on private land, like a couple months ago. They find ‘em sometimes…after.” 

"Yeah, I imagine AKs shoved in their face didn't make it into the home movie."

He says it so flatly you almost wonder if you misheard. It’s the tone you’d have taken with a cashier who insists on chatting to you about your day, not grisly murders up in the hills. 

But then he grins and stands up, slaps down what you can tell is already a disproportionately high tip, and nods to you as the sunglasses come back on. 

“Excellent coffee here, though. Gonna remember that.” 

The door chimes again—it can’t tell an exit from an entrance—but this time there is no thud of disappointment, no bitter fading of your daydreams as reality bleeds through. Just a thin sheen of dampness in your palms, and a jolt stronger than any caffeine patch as you pocket the tip and the note he left, the news story still playing in the background. 

[valdrinors-writing]

so ive been thinking of p4 asau shadows and am going to be super annoying about them

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shadow priestess yosuke wants to escape. he's stuck at a crossroads between junes' and inaba and moving back to the big city. he doesnt care how or when, he wants out!

his shadow is a pirate and his dungeon resembles one of those like community theatre productions of shows w pirates in them? its quite clearly a set lmao the producers of the midnight channel really went under budget for that one

plus him being a captain gives him some form of agency that he feels as though he never gets lol

shadow emperor yukiko's dungeon is the one that has the most thought put into it - its a haunted house, with yukiko as an onryo

unlike canon yukiko emperor yukiko has a shit tonne of insecurities about 'not being feminine enough' to be the heir to the amagi inn - she cant cook or clean and she sucks at talking to people w/o them becoming weirded out - so she overcompensates becoming an ice queen who has basically blocked herself off from anyone

then fortune chie comes back after 5 years away. then the amagi inn gets filmed by ghost hunters trying to find ms yamanos ghost. then she falls into the tv world and y e a h nothing is fine and everything hurts

shadow kanji is very similar to his shadow in canon, but add in the fact that he's quite publicly presented as being the 'cool masculine' one to the mix

he still feels awkward about his identity, being swarmed by women makes him uncomfortable because he wants privacy goddammit! why can't they just treat him like a human being?

spoiler alert stalkers are stalkers which was part of the reason that he came back to inaba to work at his mom's textile shop - and yeah, that adds on everything

his dungeon resembles the sauna in canon, but kanji himself has been split into two sides - the feminine campy 'sauna kanji', and the hyperaggressive man's man 'leather kanji'. they both argue and fight over who's the real kanji, which results in the dungeon being a mess lmao

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@beezonia @hobie-doh @rollthedice-playthecards

[gaybd1]

mako headcanons?

HELLO are you ready for me to just dump everything inside my brain at you?? I've made like his entire backstory at this point...

this one

this one

gay. obvs. (and with wu. obvs)

trans!!!!

the gloves are very much a page from elsa's book. conceal don't feel. he kind of hates being a firebender because he can't separate his identity from like the evil that killed his parent etc etc

click here for angst

and here

he didn't learn how to read until super late but now he loves reading and is a little bookworm. i wonder if he has lil bookclubs with jinora. he's so booksmart now???

he has a triad tattoo somewhere under his shirt and like it was NOT his choice to get it so he sees it more as a brand anyway thats the REAL reason he doesn't take his shirt off to swim or go in the sauna not that it's period appropriate or whatever. also yeah he's wearing a binder always.

daddy issues w zolt

no concept of self care bc hes always given everything he's ever earned to bolin. yikes. big parentification stuff to deconstruct here

ok are you ready for MAXIMUM ANGST bc these ones are HOT off the presses aka my brain!!!!

mako will always have issues with eating because he went so long surviving on SO little. it's super hard for him to recognize when he's hungry because there was a point when he just stopped feeling it

mako would give his coat to bolin to wear in the winter. this is how he got real good at his bending real quick. if he didn't find a way to heat himself up he wasn't gonna make it out on the streets

one time when they were younger bolin found mako beat to shit in an alley. bolin freaked out and nursed mako back to health. mako didn't say anything at all to bolin for a long time and after he got better he became way more protective of bolin. this was the time mako tried to get out of the triad on his own. bolin never finds out.

one of the big reasons mako becomes a cop is because he's killed people under zolt and he can't get their faces out of his head. he needs to repent

when he started probending he was WAY to violent about it because that was all he knew how to be anymore. it took a long time for him to get used to NOT hurting people.....

he never feels Earth Kingdom enough because he looks so different from his relatives

so actually mako is REALLY bad at some things, like grocery shopping and finding good prices, budgeting, cooking actual meals that are also healthy, these kinds of things he never got the chance to do.......

ok so i have this half-formed idea that mako has seen and confronted his parents' killer before!!!! but bolin doesn't know!!!! and i can't decide why like did mako kill them or just freak out and not want to deal with it i dont know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[dropbear-sims]

Welcome to Mt. Cavaro! Pt. 1

This mountain plateau was once nothing but a small seasonal hunting town. Over the last 50 years however, developers took notice of the potential of this location and now, it is a bustling upcoming town. Families and sims have moved in droves to start business opportunities or to take advantage of those who are. Some however, are just enjoying the quiet scenic views and good people.

Simply explaining and showing the Community lots in each of my districts. Business, Entertainment & Residential. I will be showing the Families in Detail in Pt. 2

The Business District

Businesses:

Flast Luxury Dealership | The dealership for those who want to impress their neighbours. Fancy, reliable and with the Flast signature of quality. The Luxury Dealership is for those who only want the very best automotives.

'New You' Salon & Spa | The luxurious Salon & Spa on the edge of Byrn Street. Need a haircut? A new makeup look? A massage? Maybe you just want to spend some time relaxing in the sauna, It's here at the 'New You' Salon & Spa

Gemstone Gallery Jewellery | Need a gift for a lover? Want to buy yourself something nice? Gemstone Gallery has a wide selection of the top-quality jewellery, with options to fit any budget.

Great Times Party Supplies | Everything you need for your next big bash of a party! Weddings, birthdays or when the parents are out for the weekend!

Polar Caps Creamery | In need of a tasty cold treat on a hot day? Or a cold treat on a cold day? (We wont judge). Come down to Polar Caps to get a delicious gourmet icecream! Or serve yourself to a nice, overly processed soft serve!

Mt. Cavaro Real Estate | The main (and only) spot to purchase your new home in the lovely Mt. Cavaro. Owned by Mr. Rodney Flast, its where many suspect the majority of his fortune originated.

Mountain Rescue Pet Centre | A sanctuary for all pets in need of a loving home and Sims who need supplies for their furry friends! Opened and funded solely by Velma Aster.

Hobby Land | Muhammad and Siti Saad love their creative endeavours, and thought they should share that with the rest of Mt. Cavaro. There's a large variety of hobby items ready for purchase!

Health Plus Pharmacy | Dr. Sato's very own pharmacy that has everything you need for your ailments.

Flast Furniture | This massive warehouse holds every new and in-style piece of furniture you could ever want. Come take a stroll through our kitchen and bathroom sets, you'll leave wishing it was your home! Have a chat with our friendly staff and discuss possible home renovations.

Cavaro Family Grocery | A new development built by Ahan and Navya Bhatt, a massive gamble that paid off- its now the 'One Stop Shop' for all things your household needs regularly!… to the dismay of the local monopoly, Rodney Flast.

Speedway Motors | Ahan and Navya Bhatt's first dip into the world of business owning, buying an old rundown shed and turning it into a Car Dealership! It only has cheaper locomotives but they still run fine!… most of the time.

Spark Electronics | Need a Phone? Computer? Speaker? Spark Electronics has everything a Sim in need of a good electronic item!

'The Look' Clothing Superstore | The most popular department store for clothing in Mt. Cavaro! So popular it's run all of the small indie boutiques and rival brands out of town. I guess having great prices and a wide selection does that!

Reel N' Sons Fish Market | For the past 20 years the Reel family have been catching and selling their fresh fish here every Sunday.

Cavaro Natural Arrangements | A small shutdown florist that has been recently revamped by Velma Aster, her once buried love for plants and flowers reignited.

Bub N' Co Children's Superstore | The absolute hub for all essential baby, toddler and children's items. Everything you could need is right here!

Misc:

Community Lots that aren't a business inside the business district:

Cavaro Community Centre | The newly renovated community centre is now open! The once old and dingy town library is stocked with new books, a new computer lab has been opened and with government funding, the employment office has been revamped. All with a new cafeteria on the second floor!

Fit & Fast | Fit & Fast is the best spot to get your workout on! There's a wide variety of machines and amenities.

Cavaro Garden & Parklands | This quaint little park has a community garden run by the local gardening association, if you ever want to grab some delicious fresh veggies and fruit it's all completely free! Too the side theres also a quaint wedding area, the perfect setting to say 'I do'.

The Entertainment District

Activities:

The Colosseum Casino | Feeling lucky? The Colleseum Casino is for both the casual evening and the (habitual) high rollers, try a game of cards, or perhaps the slots?

Cavaro Performance Lounge | Think you've got the guts to go on stage? This cozy lounge is for anyone who wants to watch or be a local talent! No need to bring your own equipment, the lounge is already stocked with all instruments and microphones!

Valley Fine Dining | The Valley is newly revamped! Don't worry however, we still keep our 5 star rating for quality, cuisine and service! The dining spot for sims with cash to spare! I downloaded this lot from:

I changed quite a bit about this lot to make it fit the vibe and aesthetic of my hood, but this is a great remodel!

Cavaro National Museum | Have a love for history? Want a day out activity? The National Museum is full of historic relics from the past. Current open exhibits: Ancient Sculptures & Fossils

Cavaro National Gallery | An Extension of the National Museum, this location has Art Pieces from all over the globe, featuring some of the best and upcoming artists of the past 5 years!

Bowling Time! | Who doesn't love a game of bowling? This colourful alley is great for a night out or afterschool activity! Competitions each Sunday!

Boxing Roo | Go the Roos! Go the Roos! Want to have a drink, watch the game and show your sporting pride? Boxing Roo is a cozy little bar for all sport lovers!

Cavaro Community Pool | For all those hot summer days or practicing for that big competition coming up. Free entry on weekends and toddler swimming lessons available all week.

In Motion Dance Studio | Dance lessons on wednesday and thursday from 5pm. Recruitments for the dance troop on Saturday 10am. The best spot to practice or perfect your next routine.

Game On! Internet Cafe | Internet being shoddy? Want to group up with some friends, drink some coffee, eat snacks and play your favourite games? This is the place! PC's loaded with SSX3, The Sims: Bustin Out, FIFA 08 and Spore!

Film House Cinema | Watch the biggest current blockbusters on the big screen! Help yourself to the concessions (for a horribly expensive price) and relax in the comfy new recliner seats!

8-bit Arcade | Nerd sims unite! The best spot to play games until your curfew, all new arcade and pinball machines have been installed, all machines set to 1 simoleon!

District Basketball Court | The best spot to shoot some hoops and vs your friends.

The Hare's Foot | I wouldn't exactly call the Hare's Foot the fanciest (or cleanest) Bar in town. Happy hour is 8pm! Also… make sure to wipe down the photobooth seats before sitting.

Lil' Putter Minigolf | Wanna Impress 'The Boss'? Wanna 'impress' your friends? 6 Holes included each with their own theme and decor!

The Drip - Retro Beanclub | Are you an absolute coffee snob? An alternative music snob? Well The Drip is for 'real fans', no normies allowed! Now selling our own Beans!

Svensson Homestyle Bistro | Opened by Lars Svensson, this bistro is for all those casual nights out with the family or a modest meal with the one you love. Featuring homely recipes you'll remember without having ever tasted! 'Homestyle' is in the name!

The Rhythm - Disco Skating | The Rhytm is the best spot for a nice family activity, or a cute date idea. Listen to the 70's disco and skate away! New Skaters welcome aswell, classes each tuesday!

The Pink Flamingo | The Pink Flamingo is the hottest spot in Mt. Cavaro, new music, good drinks and open pretty much 24/7. If you want to dance and drink the night (or day) away, the pink flamingo is your spot.

Sky High Park | A VERY normal park… for very unsuspicious bubble blowing- Nothing else, juuuust "bubble blowing".

School of Art Creative Studio | Want to practice your creative skills with a bunch of like-minded sims? The SOA Creative Studio is the spot to be, there are pottery, music and painting classes!

Lasting Connections Courthouse | If the weather isn't on your side, or you just want an indoor wedding: the Lasting Connections Courthouse will be your first choice. Stocked with everything you need to throw an awesome wedding party.

Misc:

Community lots that aren't entertainment/activities in the Entertainment District:

Empty Lot | Simply an Empty lot I have no idea what to fill with, will put in something when I get an idea.

The Residential District

Cavaro Residential Sports Oval | Soccer games each Friday at 5pm! Ages 6+ teams available!

Lil' Ones Family Playground | Simply a small playground for children.

Misc Lots

(Lots that are not in any district)

Mt. Cavaro Fishing Club | The Mt. Cavaro Fishing Club has been around since this place was simply a small hunting town. There's also a cozy little campsite if you want to spend the night outdoors! Or a cabin if you do not.

'The Tip' | Simply the garbage tip for all of Cavaro. No trespassing!.. Unless you're good at tresspassing. (Who knows, there might be some good stuff to scavenge).

(I dont know why the ground is pink, it is normal grass lol)

Cavaro Memorial Cemetary | A place to remember the Sims of the past. You may not want to visit after dark, there have been rumors of people seeing the sims who should've been long gone. I downloaded this lot from:

I changed a few things, such as swapping out the trees and adding more pavement.

Apologies for not taking Screenshots of the exterior/Interior of each lot, I didn't want to bog down this post TO much (Even though I believe its already pretty beefy. I simply wanted to share what community lots are in my hood. I will be playing this town rotationally and posting what happens, if that interests you I'd love for you to follow this blog and join me on this journey :)

[quokkaholic]

Playlist🖤h.j

Warnings: cussing, drinking, (Pls check the masterlist for updated warnings for the entire fic. lmk if I missed any)

Synopsis: after thinking about it way too much, fmc reconnects with Han

Chapter 5

Shadow (I’m Breaking Down)

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You need to sit down.

You rush to a nearby cafe and treat yourself to herbal tea.You need to avoid caffeine; your heart is already pounding. You sit down and start drafting your response. Your contemplation borders on excessive; typing then deleting then typing and deleting again. Finally you settle on a response.

“Why are you sorry? I’m so glad you messaged :) I’m free! I just can’t be out too late because I have to be at the airport by 9am.”

You send the text and can finally take a deep breath. Once you finish your tea, you decide to get back to your day. As much as you want to wait for Han’s response, you can’t let this stop me. You wander your way through the streets stepping into any store that calls to me looking to fill the remaining empty spaces in your suitcase. In your third store you feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.

“You never messaged… I just didn’t know if you’d want to hang with me again.”

What?! You can’t help but respond on impulse this time.

“I didn’t text because I didn’t have your number! I’ve been hoping you’d text me!” He texts back right away.

“You’ve been waiting on me? I thought-“

“I thought I gave you my number”

“now that I think about it-”

It’s a rapid fire; by the time he’s sent three messages, you finally have one typed out.

“You got my number, but I never got yours.” you send.

“Fuuuuuuck. I  must’ve drank more than I thought. I totally forgot! I must’ve dreamt it. you're so sorry!” Han sends a few moments later.

“Stop apologizing! It was an unfortunate misunderstanding!” you try to console him, but you are just the tiniest but irked that you potentially could have seen him more. The annoyance swiftly passes. He dreamt of me. You're pulled from your thoughts by another text.

“I’m working till 5. Have you been to a sauna here? There’s a foreigner friendly one near my work, and I could meet you there when you get off? We could grab some food and go from there?”

We set our plans, and it’s already early afternoon. You set out in the direction of the sauna still taking your time to soak in your surroundings. Han assured you that the sauna would accommodate your luggage. It will be very nice to not have to carry these things around.

The sauna is so luxurious. you're very jealous of the sauna aspect of Korean culture. you loved the onsens in Japan; you can’t believe you didn’t think to visit a Korean sauna. There is something so insecurity melting about being naked as the day you were born, besides your wristband, with a bunch of strangers. It’s terrifying at first, but once you realize that no one cares what you look like even in the slightest, it can be so freeing, especially coming from a culture that demonizes the nude human form. Going to the sauna is about nurturing both physical and mental health.

You clip up your hair into a Pebbles style updo on the top of your head to keep it from getting sweaty in the steam rooms, and after scrubbing down in a seated shower, you spend time hopping from pool to pool each at a different temperature with different additives for skin benefits. You checked your funds before entering, and with a little money you have left over in the budget, you decided to pay for a massage. Once all your knots are released, you put on your provided uniform and again bounce around to each sauna. Each one is set at a different temperature, has different materials lining the walls, and has different aroma therapy components. You got a sauna egg as a snack; before you knew it, you had spent hours there, and it was now time for me to meet up with Han. You toss your uniform in the bin, take a final rinse, dress back in your street clothes and grab your bags before scanning your wristband and checking out.

You check your phone after exiting. It’s a little after 5pm and Han messaged that he was on his way four minutes ago. You look around for a place to sit and wait. While scanning the area your eyes land on a man sitting on a bench. He’s wearing a bucket hat and sunglasses, but you think that’s him. You slowly approach and have an internal debate on how to get his attention. Fuck this you're leaving tomorrow.

“Han?” you question, and his head whips around. He looks worried at first then his face shifts to surprise, jaw dropping a little and making an O shape with his mouth. He lets out a quiet “Whoa” before he is attempting to hold back a laugh. You're kind of disheartened by his behavior, and you don’t make an effort to hide that from your face. Do you not look the same with a sober mind? Your confused response breaks him, and his giggle busts from his lips, his hands fly up to cover his mouth. A moment later, he looks up at me with the most innocent eyes and just points above his head.

“It’s cute,” he states timidly.

The dots connect; you forgot about your hair clip. You feel the heat rising in your face, and you rush to pull down your hair and shake it out. Neither of us really know what to say next, consumed by embarrassment. He’s definitely less charismatic without the aid of liquor. Somehow that just makes him more attractive. You were so excited to see him again that you forgot to be nervous, but now that we’re together, the nerves are getting to me.

“So…um shall we go?” Why the hell did you say it like that? He just gives a little nod, stands up, and begins to lead the way. We walk slowly next to each other.

“I was thinking…” he says “would it be cool if we just got take-away and ate at my place?”

“Ummm…” you're a little put off by his request, and you think he can sense that.

“I’m sorry! I didn't mean it in a…. umm… rude way. I just have had a long day dealing with a lot of people, and I don’t want to… I don’t know how else to say it but… be around people anymore.”

you get where he’s coming from, but it definitely doesn’t instill confidence in me about this evening. He jumps into action once again.

“God! I didn’t mean it like that either! Ughh”

He says as he brings his hands up to cover his face. His clumsiness with his words is endearing. you remember him mentioning something about struggling with anxiety in passing the other night, yet another thing we had in common, so you can understand where he’s coming from.

“Take-out is fine with me” you say, offering him a kind smile, and he sighs in relief. We start off walking again. You begin to wrestle with your stuffed backpack trying to get it back into a comfortable position without letting your suitcase fall and remain walking.

“Here. Let me have that!” Han grabs your suitcase out of your hand so you could comfortably adjust the straps. When you’ve got everything in place, you go to get your bag back, but Han just starts back towards the station.

We wait for the train side by side. We don’t talk much beyond polite conversation due to our combined tenseness. When the train arrives, we take our seats. He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a little black case, flicks it open, and gingerly wipes off an earbud before handing it to me. You can’t help but grin at him as you place it in your ear, and he does the same. You try not to watch as he scrolls through his phone, not that I’d understand the words anyway. He lands on a playlist and music starts in your ear. you guess he’s in the mood for rock. Most of the music is in Korean, but it doesn’t bother me at all. You don’t have to know the words to enjoy the music. you get a sense of Dejavú as we sit and bob our heads. He skips a few songs before he finds what he wants. You instantly recognize it. You haven’t heard this song in a minute; you turn to him and whisper that you love this track. He doesn’t say anything, just blushes and nods his head. How does he know this song? 

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A.n.- Thank you for reading! To all my fellow American stays, I hope your fight in the ticketing war was fought valiantly and you found yourselves victorious in the end. I’ll be at the DC show alone….. so hml if you or any cool stays you know will be there.

-Mo💕

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[niuniente]

Happy birthday Niu! Hope you will have a lovely day

Thank you! So far the day has been lovely!

Mom, sis and I went to a short shopping trip. I asked the Universe (the spiritual anarchist I am) to find me a birthday present. I always buy myself a birthday present. Something fun and within my budget which would also be a surprise. I found a cat tarot deck in Finnish. Ah, what a delight to actually get things I like in my native language! Everything is always in English (because we're a marginal language so localization costs more than it can do profit).

I've got cake, some pineapple sherbet, sister's gift still unopened which I'll open after sauna. We're planning to watch some anime with sis later today.

I plan to open the tarot deck later and see what's the card it wants to give to me. Then, I'll do a little Good Luck candle spell with a pretty candle.

I got a photo of the very first Alrick cosplay (and Death-Head's Deal) cosplay so I'm excited!

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