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July Haul, or: Wow, I'm So Good At Acquiring Books In Moderation, Huh.

[kimmkitsuragi]

oh god and the 3rd party adapter doesn't even work properly. no one could see this coming

bro my charger finally exploded. glad i didnt die

[waitmyturtles]

Forgive me for this ramble, but If I could put my TMZ hat on for a second ... while we have no idea what the issue is/was between Joong and Est, I wonder if class disparity might play a part? I've noticed that quite a few actors in the Thai BL space, especially at GMMTV, seem to come from wealthy backgrounds. Just off the top of my head at GMM there is Off, Tay, Win, Bright, Pond, Phuwin, Dunk, and Boun. While not at gmm I can think of Mile, Billkin, Mew, Tul, Ta, Nut ...etc. You can even see it in the kpop industry with Minnie, Ten, and Nichkhun.

Now while I haven't read anything indicating Est's, or for that matter Daou and Offroad's wealth status, it does make me wonder. Perhaps @respectthepetty might have more insight. However, from what I have read about Joong, his bio-father died when he was young, his mother remarried a Turkish man, and they moved to Turkey where his half-siblings were born and then his step-father died. Joong finally worked to make enough money to buy a house and moved his family into the house in Thailand. I am not sure if his mother works, but if she doesn't then he would be the sole breadwinner of the family.

Now while being wealthy doesn't make one a bad person, there might be some ignorant mindsets, hyper-consumerism, image maintenance, and thoughtlessness that could could clash with people that don't have the financial freedom or free-time to spend as they like because they have people dependent on them.

Considering Joong is really big on his family, and he most likely had to grow up faster than others due to the circumstances of his life, I wonder if he is just has a lot more to consider in his life, while the others are able to just be young?

I really can't tell if he is the messy kind of person that constantly posts cryptic things for attention but never wants to talk about it (or in this case cant because he is a celeb), or if he is actually just being a little too real for a celeb, while the others are following their PR to a "T."

If wealth disparity is playing a part, this could compound the Dunk issue aside him being caught between fighting friends, because Dunk also comes from a wealthy family.

This is highly speculative BUT is an angle I haven't seen discussed.

Thanks for the note, @simysaru43! Tagging Sis @respectthepetty for thoughts.

It’s been gently speculated that wealth and family connections may have played a part (besides Ohm’s 2023 controversy) in the break-up of OhmNanon, considering Nanon’s nepo baby status. And Chimon Wachirawit has been public over the years about the huge financial burdens caused by his family’s debt that essentially led to him needing to find entertainment work in Series Y; as we know now, he has been working through mental health issues over the past year and likely his young adult life. (There was this very impactful video that I saw on Twitter last year, I wish I could find it, with Chimon being interviewed in front of his family’s house that had once been repossessed. Very tough to watch.)

Anyway, you may and even likely have a point. A lot of these guys — Chimon, Earth, Nanon — have been relatively open about their depression, and very often it’s financial burdens and stress that can trigger omnipresent mental health issues. Joong’s been pretty messy online. These are otherwise highly trained entertainers who are trained to not be so messy publicly. Something could be behind whatever’s driving Joong’s messiness, and it could very well be class disparities and how they’re expressed in the young Thai upper-class society that these guys roll in.

Any thoughts from your circles, @respectthepetty?

[icycoldninja]

Fluffcember #25 (Sparda boys x reader)

Sparda boys spending Christmas with their S/O

A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL

¤Dante¤

-Dear God, if you think he was a wacky woo hoo weirdo before, he gets even crazier during Christmastime. Gorges himself sick on spiced egg nog and iced sugar cookies, as well as stuffed turkey and mashed potatoes with extra thick gravy.

-To Dante, Christmas is all about eating. That line from "A night before Christmas" has never been applied to someone in real life more accurately than now. "Visions of sugar plums danced in their heads..."

Yeah, that's Dante.

-Plays Christmas rock music (think Jingle Bell Rock) on full volume while jamming along with his guitar in the middle of the living room, wearing naught but a Santa hat.

-Decorates the whole of Devil May Cry with like a thousand knotted Christmas lights because he was way too lazy to untangle them (Figures) and brings in a really cheap, withered looking tree like the one in Charlie Brown. Though, like Charlie Brown, you guys managed to fix it up real nice.

-Drags Vergil and Nero to your place for a fun, family Christmas, but things go south real quick: Nero ends up stealing all the treats and eating dessert before dinner, Vergil and Dante drink too much liquor spiked egg nog and have a drunken brawl in the living room before passing out in the hallway.

-At the end of the night, you had to drag all the boys into the living room and cram them either into sleeping bags or wrangle them onto the couch before exhaustedly trudging back to your own bedroom for a long night's rest. Merry Christmas.

《Vergil》

-The mature and responsible one--also the one who wants to have the least involvement with everything. Just sits in his plastic chair, reading his book, not caring nor acknowledging what is happening around him.

-It is therefore your duty to put up the decorations and cook the Christmas meals, but don't despair. You won't be alone. Nero and Dante have come over for Christmas (Vergil was against it, but they're family) and are more than happy to help--even if all they do is make messes.

-Christmas dinner with the Sparda family are typically a mixture of loud and rambunctious chattering (caused by Dante and Nero joking around) and quiet conversation with Vergil, which can barely be heard over the other two's yammering.

-After dinner has been devoured and the two idiots have left, Vergil lets out a sigh of relief--a sigh only a long suffering eldest sibling can make. Then he heads for his plastic chair, ready to delve back into the world of his book.

-Doesn't mind if you want to sit on his lap and cuddle while he reads. It is cold out, after all. ♡

-Spends the entire night chilling with you, watching movies, reading books, and eventually falling asleep in each other's arms.

♤Nero♤

-Takes after his father, in the sense that he likes cuddling and just relaxing, either by himself or with you.

-Unfortunately, he also takes after his uncle, in the sense that he's loud and loves to eat. He loves it so much in fact, that nearly all the cookies vanish before you can get to ice them, and it probably wasn't Santa.

-Has no idea how to hang decorations so he just buys a cheap wreath, throws it on the door, and decides he's done for the day.

-Dresses up as an elf and parades around with a radio blasting Micheal Buble on loop, specifically to get on your nerves and distract you from whatever you were doing.

-When Vergil and Dante come over for dinner, expect absolute chaos. Vergil cannot wrap his head around why his son--his own FLESH AND BLOOD--is prancing about dressed in a green skintight leotard. It's too much for him. He spaces out and just stares at the wall blankly, barely touching his food while wondering what influenced his poor baby boy to be this way.

-Meanwhile, Dante is having the time of his life, laughing his head off while snapping pictures to post online and to show the others so they have more excuses to make fun of poor Nero.

[the-froschamethyst4]

Barrage Catch Up

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All of my Previous COD men Headcanons for Barrage

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What the Cod men would drive:

2024 Ram 3500

Barrage screams big truck, I mean big truck asshole guy, buying parts for his truck to sound like an obnoxious asshole

So his truck would be a 2024 Ram 3500

He mainly got to big jobs, truck things

Does he tailgate people? Not anymore, you’ve yelled at him to not ride peoples ass on the road

He also bought it for when he goes hunting, he could load up as many deer or turkey he could get

Will it be messy when the kids get in it? Yes, but he cleans it out

★★★★★★★★★★

Name a Woman:

“Love can you do me a favor?”

“Huh?” Barrage was online looking at bows for hunting.

“Can you name me a woman?” He pauses.

“Name you a woman?” He turns and looks at her.

“Yep, any woman.”

“Why?”

“Just because.”

“Okay…Scarlett Johansson.”

“Oh yeah…why?”

“See I knew, I knew this might have been a trap but I did it anyways. I chose her because you told me to name a woman, you didn’t-“

“I’m kidding, no need to get your panties in a twist, Barrage. I’m just saying-“

“Leave me alone.” He pouts.

“No, I’m kidding.”

★★★★★★★★★★

Do I think the COD men would make good fathers

Barrage scream good dad on the outside, inside…I’m not sure

You tell him you’re pregnant and he doesn’t know what to say

Barrage also screams boy dad, he wants a boy and only a boy, but his first is a girl and he loves her, adores her, has the same black hair as him and the eye color of her mom, he is a perfect mixture of both of them

His life is about to do a whole 180 when this baby arrives

When the baby does come, he’s so gentle, gentle as he’s ever been

He named your daughter, named her after his great grandmother Addison, her name is Addie

He comes homes from deployment and doesn’t come in without taking his mask off first, he wouldn’t dream coming in the house and scary his daughter

★★★★★★★★★★

Nicknames I think that will make them fold:

With Barrage I feel like there is no nickname that will make him fold

You try to call him baby or babe once, and he ignored you thinking you were talking to someone else

Now who would you be talking to when it’s just you two in the house

You called him Lt before and he questioned if he liked that or not, nicknames are not his thing, you’ve said his real name before and he felt like he was in trouble then feel horny

★★★★★★★★★★

When Your child comes out to him:

Barrage screams “you are gay, get out” but that is so not true

Your daughter was scared to even say anything, she told Y/n but thought Barrage will never know for any reason, but today was the day

Sitting Barrage down your daughter was a mess already crying and Barrage barely knew how to handle that

Barrage comforts his daughter then she gets the courage

“Daddy.”

“Yes, honey?”

“I…I have something…to tell you…”

“Okay? What is it? I’m a bit nervous.”

“…it’s not bad, I promise.”

“Okay…go on, honey.”

“Daddy…daddy, I like…I like girls.”

“I do to-“

“No, dad, take me seriously real quick.”

“I am honey.”

“No, dad, I’m a lesbian, I like girls, I have a girlfriend and have one for 5 months now.”

“Oh…well…I’m glad you told me honey but…you know I don’t care, I’ll still love you, you’re my daughter for Pete’s sake.”

“I know but it was just so…so…difficult.”

“I know hon…but don’t ever think you can’t come to me for anything.”

★★★★★★★★★★

Their career change after the military

Honestly he’s not leaving the military

His whole life is military

★★★★★★★★★★

My favorite animal

My favorite animal is my aggressive Doberman husband when a jackass cuts him off.

The next clip was of Barrage getting out of the truck slamming the door and marching his way to the truck in front of him and you could see the fury within Barrage’s eyes

The same Doberman husband when his daughter goes on her first date

The next clip was of Barrage basically threatening the dude taking his daughter on a date pointing his pointer and middle finger at his eyes then back at the boy

★★★★★★★★★★

You tell them about the older men you liked:

“Who now!”

“Pedro Pascal.”

“Baby-“

“I know, I know, he’s too old for me, I’ve heard it all before no need to tell me.”

“When did you-“

“Like him…umm~ I’m not sure.”

“HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW?!”

“HE’S HOT!”

“I KNOW HE IS!!”

★★★★★★★★★★

Making love casualties:

Making love with Barrage was always so amazing and so much fucking fun

Barrage held Y/n close to his body, kissing her neck and sucking on her neck

He chuckles into the kiss and he starts rolling trying to get Y/n on her back but what he didn’t realize how close he was to the beds edge

One more roll and both of them ended up on the floor

“Ow!”

“Barrage!”

“I didn’t realize how close I was to the edge.” He says rubbing his head and kisses Y/n’s temple as an apology

[octahyde]

Ok with the Idia figure announcement I’ll say it again:

The only proper way to boycott TWST is not to stop buying gems and first hand merch, it’s to stop it all. That includes second hand merch, in game accounts, and social media accounts.

When you purchase merchandise, even if second hand, you are still giving direct visibility and advertising to the IP when you post on social media or wear things in public.

When you keep your in game accounts, you are directly adding numbers to the game, which is a positive for the developers that allows them to market more directly to find more whales.

As much as you may want to deny it, fandom accounts at their core primarily exist as a form of advertising. The more you talk about how great a series is and you love it, the more people are incentivized to look it up for themselves to download and play.

The main goal of all of this is to secure more whales; people with gambling addictions who will spend hundreds upon thousands dollars to get cards of their favorite character. By playing this game and boosting its numbers and advertising it online with fanart and headcanons, you are allowing a larger net to be cast- gacha mobage is a free download for a reason.

That’s not even getting into that Disney doesn’t primarily see the profits from TWST, Aniplex does.

So: if you’re not deleting your in game accounts or your fandom accounts, you are not boycotting TWST. In fact, you are doing the exact opposite and spreading advertising for it, which directly leads to people spending more on TWST. If you’re not putting your money where your mouth is and prepared to drop the series cold turkey, you are just as bad as people buying things first hand and have no right to look down on anyone else.

[amiserableseriesofevents]

Wherever you find love (it feels like Christmas)

24 Clegan Christmas drabbles for 24 days!

Prompt from here (but randomized)

[Day 1] [Day 2] [Day 3] [Day 4] [Day 5] [Day 6] [Day 7]

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Day 08: Holiday decorations

Modern AU, wc 1696

The first string of blinking lights appear on the balcony railing of Gale’s next door neighbor exactly the morning after Halloween.

Gale notices it immediately as he walks back to his apartment after a long night shift, mostly because the lights have replaced the fake cobwebs that have been there since the beginning of October, and the plastic skeleton with a Jack o’ lantern for face is gone too. He’s yet to see the man, all he knows is his name’s John because he’s seen his mail laying on his doormat; Gale supposes he has a child, maybe two given the amount of decorations he’d put out for Halloween.

Smiling tiredly at the blinking lights that make the place look a little more lively and cozy, he surprisingly finds himself curious to see what the other man is gonna grace their building with for Christmas.

He doesn’t have to wait much longer to find that out: during the course of November more lights go up, some warm and some multicolored, a Santa Claus puppet rests on a chair in the balcony with his sunglasses on and a plastic martini glass in hand, and rows and rows of tinsel get wrapped around the edges of the railing. There’s also an inflatable turkey, because of course the mysterious neighbor celebrates Thanksgiving as well; but when Gale comes back on Friday morning the bird’s already gone and in its place there’s the biggest inflatable snowman he’s ever seen, with a red and green scarf and a top hat and a giant candy cane in one of his snowy hands. It’s so huge and loud Gale stops in his track to take it in properly, mouth slightly agape in awe.

The man must really love his children if he’s willing to adorn his house with such things, Gale thinks opening the door to his own apartment. He’s moved here only a few months ago and he’s been spending the greater past of his time at work so it’s not like he’s had much time to decorate the place, but looking at it in the bleary light of the early morning it’s really depressing, empty, cold. Gale makes a mental note to buy a little decoration, at least a small tree with its baubles already on it, before going to bed.

Throughout December, decorations only increase: two nutcrackers statues, almost as tall as Gale, stand guard on either side of the flat’s front door that’s already adorned with a holly garland with gold and red baubles, a giant candy cane joins the snowman on the balcony along with more strings of lights, and one day Gale runs into two delivery men from a Christmas tree farm out of town who tell him they’ve just delivered the largest tree they’ve ever seen to the guy living on the third floor.

“Ah, yeah, I know him. I mean, he’s my next door neighbor and I can see he loves his Christmas decorations,” Gale tells them.

“Yeah, Mr. Egan!” One of the men says. “He’s our best client every years, orders the largest tree we have and then he helps us planting it back in the forest once Christmas is over. The boss loves him, he always gives him a discount.”

“His children must be so happy,” Gale comments but the other clerk shakes his head. “I don’t think he has any, y’know? He must just really love Christmas.”

And any other holiday, Gale thinks as he says goodbye and walks back up to his apartment. John’s front door is ajar, the sweet smell of cookies wafting into their shared hallway, and Gale cranes his neck to try and see the mysterious man and his giant tree but he’s no luck; once he gets inside his apartment, still empty of decorations, he pulls out his phone and looks up fake Christmas trees online. When he finds one that’s small enough for his taste and that will arrive before Christmas he places his order, feeling a tad of Christmas spirit in his heart.

The next few weeks feel like his personal hell, the hospital understaffed and overworked, people seemingly going crazy just because it’s the holidays, and his mother’s constant calls to beg him to come home for Christmas, at least for a few days — he’s never gonna do it, not while his father still lives in that house, but his mother keeps pushing him so much he ends up offering himself for a night shift on Christmas Eve just to have an excuse to tell her no, he’s not coming, because he’s working. He didn’t have any plans, the only one who ever invites him for Christmas is Marge and this year she’s celebrating in another state, so he’s glad to free from the damned shift some of his colleagues who have actual families they’d love to spend the night with.

He’s completely forgotten about the tree he was supposed to put up in his flat, until on the morning of Christmas Eve someone rings his doorbell. Gale, still in his pajama and trying his best to rest and relax before the long night shift that awaits him, groans out loud before standing up from the couch and shuffling to the front door. He thinks it’s probably the landlord who’s come to invite him to yet another social night but instead when he opens the door Gale finds the most handsome man he’s ever seen standing in front of him. The guy has wavy dark hair and kind blue eyes, and he’s wearing a tartan shirt with the sleeves rolled up to show off his thick, muscular arms. “Hi! You’re Gale Cleven, right?” He asks with a smile.

“Yeah. Sorry, who are you?” Gale inquires.

“My name’s John, I live right there!” The man says pointing to the adorned door in front of Gale’s. “I signed off for a package for you like two weeks ago, it’s been sitting in my flat ever since.”

“Oh! Oh my God I’m so sorry, I completely forgot about it.”

“Don’t worry! I work from home so I was here when they dropped it off, and since they were about to take it back I signed from you and then I completely forgot to tell you as well. Also, the fact that you’re almost never home didn’t help.”

“Ah, don’t tell me. Shifts have been hell the past few weeks.”

“Come on in, I’ll get you your package,” John says, gesturing for Gale to follow him into his apartment.

The inside is exactly like Gale had pictured it, and even more: Christmas music playing softly in the background, an entire Christmas village with roundabouts and a Ferris wheel is built upon a dresser, small Santas and snowmen statues occupy seemingly every inch of the place, and in the living room there’s an enormous tree heavily decorated with strings of lights, baubles, and what Gale thinks are real candy canes. In place of the usual star, the point is a model of an old airplane.

“Yeah, I know, it’s a lot,” John comments with a chuckle. “But I work from home and if I had to just look at the same four walls all day, every single day of the year I think I’d go mad so I decorate for every holiday, even the smaller ones.”

“I’ve seen your balcony,” Gale says. “I loved the skeleton but the snowman is even better,” he adds and smiles sheepishly when John’s eyes light up at his words.

“Thanks! My friend Curt told me it was too much, I’ll let him know there’s still people with great taste in the world. Here’s your stuff,” John says handing him the box, and Gale feels suddenly a little bad about how small his Christmas tree is gonna be — he even forgot about it, for fuck’s sake.

“Thank you. This was supposed to be my Christmas tree but I forgot I had ordered one, with all the work I’ve had to do in the past few weeks. I don’t know what the point of putting it up today is, I’m not even gonna be home tonight, maybe you should keep it,” he sighs.

“What? No way! You’re gonna put it up, it’s gonna be great. And if you need more decorations feel free to ask me, I have an overabundance of those. You want a wreath? A nutcracker? More baubles for the tree?”

Despite his protests, when Gale steps out of John’s flat he does it with a small wreath and a snowman statue that he promises times and times again that he’s gonna return to their rightful owner once the holidays are over, no matter how John keeps repeating that he doesn’t need them and Gale should keep them.

“Hey, Gale?” John says. “I don’t know if you already have plans for tonight or tomorrow, but I’m hosting a Christmas lunch with a bunch of friends tomorrow and-”

“I have a night shift tonight, it should end at six o clock tomorrow morning but don’t worry, my bedroom is on the other side of the flat so you won’t disturb me, I won’t even hear you!” Gale quickly says.

John looks taken aback for a second, the grins. “Actually, I’d love for you to join us. Only if you feel like it, of course.”

“Oh! Yes, of course. What time?”

“I told them to come at half past twelve but they’re always late, so no one will be here before one. Is it enough time to rest after a night shift?”

Gale smiles back. “Of course. Thank you so much, John, really.”

“Ah, don’t you worry. Oh and by the way, my friends all call me Bucky, so you can call me that too if you want,” John offers and Gale almost bursts out laughing.

“Really? Bucky?”

“Yeah? Why, what’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing, nothing’s wrong,” Gale answer with a smirk. “It’s just funny, because my friends call me Buck.”

“No way! Bucky and Buck,” John chuckles. “I feel we were meant to be neighbors, don’t you think, Buck?”

Gale nods, warm inside like he’s never felt in years. “Definitely meant to be, Bucky.”

[spnfanficpond]

Weekly Pond Newsletter

For those in the US, I hope you're finally coming out of your turkey coma in time to prep for the next round of holidays! So, remind me, which song don't we want to hear? Mariah Carey or Wham? I always forget. And may have possibly already lost because I've heard Mariah Carey three times, already. 😭🤣

Old Business:

Giveaway in the Discord server - Admin Michelle is giving away the entire Culturefly Fall 2024 Supernatural box in its entirety! Head into the Discord server, look for the #giveaways channel, and drop a link to a fic that you are thankful for to earn an entry into the drawing. You can enter as many times as you have fics you are thankful for!

Last week's #TweetFicTues prompts -

New Business:

Fishing For Treasures - December's theme is Original Writing! This means, not fan fic. It can be fiction, non-fiction, poetry, whatever, as long as it's not a fan work. The @fanficocean will be celebrating next weekend, and we will be celebrating the 21st and 22nd. Click here for all the details!

Manta Rays chats in the Discord server - Admin Marie will be hanging out on Friday at 8pm EST and Admin Michelle will be hanging out Saturday at 4pm EST in our Discord server. Come say hi and let us know how your fics for Secret Santa are coming along!

SPN Rewatch: FanFic Edition - Because of the holidays and other life interruptions, the chats this month will be on the 7th and the 21st instead of the usual schedule. This means on Saturday at noon, we will discuss 3.13 Ghostfacers and 3.14 Long Distance Call.

Online events on Stageit - Jason Manns will be performing on Stageit on Monday at 2:05pm EST, and Creation Entertainment will be livestreaming the J2 main panel from Nashville on Sunday at 5:15pm EST. If you can't afford to buy a ticket, hitch a ride and a fellow fan will probably pay your way!

New Member Spotlight - The post with November's new members will be up in the next few days. Sorry it's so late!

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[katy-books]

I'm not having Christmas dinner this year.

I'm not into Christmas, but Christmas dinner is another matter. I love food. It genuinely brings me joy. I'm also vegetarian, and the only time I can get a fake meat joint is Christmas, so it's a pretty big deal. Sainsbury's are bringing back their fake gammon, so it was all planned out. Alternating slices of Sainsbury's fake turkey and the fake gammon, Richmond fake back bacon wrapped around M&S Plant Kitchen Posh Dogs, roast potatoes and fried carrot ribbons with Bisto gravy and homemade apple sauce from the tree in our garden. All my favourites. It was going to be perfect 😋.

I'm a little late to discover apparently that, back in October, M&S decimated their Plant Kitchen range. For the last few months, whenever I visited, the section was tiny and then it vanished. I asked and they said everything was now mixed together. Is utter confusion supposed to be good for business??? It took both myself and the shop assistant to find the single stack of vegan sausages among the entire isle of meat ones. They weren't the Posh Dogs, but this was a month ago and I thought I could just check another M&S. I went into two other stores and no Posh Dogs. If our shih tzu hadn't been ill we'd have gone to Scarborough (a nearly two hour drive away) looking for them by now. Today I decided to just order them online. They've gone. They no longer exist. Then I looked up their amazing fake pepperoni pizza. It no longer exists. Then I found the articles about what M&S had done. They had one of the most popular vegan ranges in the country, but they discontinued most of it and mixed what was left among everything else. I no longer have any reason to walk through their doors and I'm not having Christmas dinner. It was the only part of Christmas left that I enjoyed so if it's not right it's not worth fucking about with.

It's easy for meat eaters. They can eat what they want all the time. Vegans and Veggies get one Sunday roast style meal a year, and fake meat varies A LOT, so when we find something that's just right it's important. Since finding my favourite vegan/veggie versions of my formerly favourite meat products, I haven't missed meat at all. Not once. It's been four years, and today I miss meat. I miss just being able to walk into a shop and buy delicious food without checking for a V or a Ve on the packet. I miss not having to ask at cafes and bakeries where nothing is labeled. I miss eating in a pub and being able to choose from the entire menu. I miss not having to see the uncomfortable looks I get if I have to tell someone I can't eat food they're offering me. I miss spam and battered cod. I can't ever eat meat or fish again, but I'm sick of things being complicated. I shouldn't be considering a nearly two hour drive for sausages and pepperoni pizza. Guess I'll just have to stop caring about food. Tonight was going to be my favourite veggie burger with a Dairylea cheese slice, mustard and ketchup in a tiger bread bun. Now it's a plain cheese sandwich and crisps, because good food makes me feel sick when I'm annoyed or upset 😒.

Unless any shops suddenly start doing fake bratwurst, fuck Christmas. And I'll still be pissed off about the pizza. Enjoy your pepperoni meat eaters because I sure as hell can't 🙄.

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[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

We've been expanding the chicken run a little at a time as more and more of the chickens start enjoying their yard, and we finally have all of them using it so it's time for the final push lol. We've also been smothering invasives and reseeding with native wild plants and locally bred heirloom crops like Turkey Craw beans and carolina reapers. It's going really well, and as much as I've been stressed that we aren't at subsistence peoduction yet, I'm remembering way back at the beginning when I SAID to myself I probably wouldn't manage it in year one without a whole lot of good luck. We didn't exactly have bad luck but we didn't exactly have good either, and yet! We're definitely on track at this point to be growing subsistence level grains, veggies, berries, and stone fruit by end of next summer. And that's genuinely been a huge relief to realize.

Also! One of the hens got REAL broody today and was trying to nest in the dirt bath section of the run. Gettin real particular about what straw she added to her nest, all that. And then she spooked and ran inside. But a few minutes later, EGG!!!

The first egg of the flock! She's looking lovely, and I'm excited to crack her open and see if she's fertilized or not (we're pretty sure there's still a roosting amongst the hens we haven't fully ID'd yet) so we can decide if we get to eat it or the dogs do lol. Either way! I'm really fucking excited because ideally this means no more $3/dozen egg prices for me!!!

You have to understand, on a normal month, I buy 144 count egg boxes at least once, and on months when I'm having trouble with meat I buy one of those every two weeks. That is. So much money. And I've done the math. The chickens cost WAY less to keep and use for egg and meat supply than buying other people's eggs and meat costs, AND I know the conditions they're kept in and the ethical practices of their slaughtering. It's fucking. Great. I understand intellectually that most people do not enjoy/are not cut out for the subsistence farming life, but historically, the farther from it I get, the sicker I get, and the doctor's try to help and DO help, but they can't stop it either and keep saying "avoid this, avoid that" like doing that doesn't mean avoiding the godsdamned world.

I dunno. I love my work. I love my home. I love being a wretched little dirt weasel and the smell of fresh spread hay and the feeling of mucking out a stall and the taste of leaves you ripped out of the dirt yourself. In my ideal world, I supervise my interns, see a few clients a day for half the week, and spend the rest of my life poking around in the topsoil. In my ideal world, when I'm hungry I wander out into my garden or my store room and grab a packet of tea or some preserves and chicken jerky or a bundle of kale and just go eat it in the corner with my hands while furiously ink washing my calligraphy bunnies. I will come online for raid nights on weekends and say things like "there are 15 plums left and they need to be eaten or preserved in the next 24 hrs, who wants to bet how many plums I can shovel in an hour?"

My joys are small but I revel in them with hedonistic abandon

[not-quite-there-myself]

GIFT GIVING

Various from Arcana Twilight, Food Fantasy, and Twisted Wonderland; featured in alphabetical order. Romantic/platonic is unspecified, characters may be mentioned multiple times.

They give you something they think you'd like, or something that reminds them of you. Maybe it's in your favourite colour, maybe it's your favourite food. Whatever it is, it was out on a whim, totally unplanned, unexpected. They didn't care how much it cost that much; if it was something they could pay for and something they know you'd like, they're getting it for you! They really hope you like it.

Alpheratz, Arcturus, Bamboo Rice, Blue Cheese, Cater Diamond, Deuce Spade, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al Asim, Pollux, Soufflé, Sukiyaki, Sweet Tofu, Tempura

Their gift to you something that you might've been mentioning often. They play it off at first, saying how you've been so annoying about it for a couple of days and thought to buy it for you so you won't speak about it anymore. What they won't tell you is that they've secretly been hoping you don't get it; either because they've already prepared it for you and are waiting for the right moment to gift it, or because they ordered it online and it's taking a lot longer than expected to get it. Regardless, they tell you "it's no big deal" when you receive it. They might not say the same about the way your eyes light up while saying thank you. Your happiness is certainly a big deal to them.

Ace Trappola, Alpheratz, Boston Lobster, Leona Kingscholar, Salty Tofu, Turkey, Sebek Zigvolt

Their gift is something you casually spoke about once and never talked about it again; whether you were shy to express your want again or simply didn't think to mention it again didn't matter, as they had already decided to look for it and to surprise you with it later. They're successful, mostly because you likely forgot about ever mentioning it ever again. Did they read your mind? Or perhaps they've paid more attention to you and your wants than you realize.

Black Tea, Brownie, Cater Diamond, Jade Leech, Pekking Duck, Realgar Wine, Rook Hunt, Sirius, Vil Schoenheit, Jamil Viper, Vega

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[crsssie]

from one admirer to another : runny?

pairing: leon kennedy x reader || masterpost: from one admirer to another

synopsis: from one admirer to another, an online penpal service, allows for two people with common interests to write to each other without ever revealing their actual address! Luckily for both you and Leon, you get matched up! What do eggs and Christmas even have in common anyway? sure hope it's that modeling business and NOT that Ada Wong addiction.

featuring: reader as model number two // leon as Leon

My dearest, model number two,

I've always been rookiecookie, but I guess that flew past your notice back then during the cupsleeve event. There's nothing I find strange about trusting you. If anything, I find it to be as natural as breathing.

What do I fall back to on a hard day? I like cookie dough ice cream with a marathon of my favorite show, huddled into the corner of my couch with Sunny on my lap. When I'm out ordering... typically it's a gelato of some kind. You know, family roots and all. I still have a family recipe — if you're down to come over again to make it.

I like hundred-petaled roses. My dad used to bring them home for my mom, and she used to keep everyone he had. She'd dehydrate them, and then she had a pretty clear bottle with every single petal she had ever received from dad. I found it kind of disgusting back when I was a kid, but thinking back upon it, it was kind of cute. Does that count as a fond memory as well?

You don't need to glance through that veil of mine. I'll let you in willingly, and then when you are comfortable, I'll lay myself bare by you, telling you findings from the heart. Who knows, maybe that can be at your place? (and if not, please let me visit anyway. I'd like to meet sesame bun.)

If we do end up dating, then I'll definitely fly you in for my shows and shoots. You can take exclusive backstage photos of me as well. Who doesn't like behind-the-scenes content of their favorite model? I'm sure they'd like content of me looking at you all stupid in love too. The people are desperate.

Oh, right. Before I forget. I'm hosting a Thanksgiving dinner at my place on in the club room. Come over? We start at 5. I can take you home after.

Please? Leon

Leon drops his letter off a week before he even thinks about buying groceries for the dinner. To be fair, it isn't until Claire texts him a grocery list that he remembers that he should probably get ready to cook. He'd suggest Chris' place, but he has a grill, and it had been a while since they got to get dinner together. The club room has a pretty good barbecue... and it wasn't like the turkey was going to be fried like all the other times at Chris' place... Leon wonders how the hell the turkey's going to work out. Yes, Chris is making it. No, he doesn't know what it's going to be if not fried like all the other years.

Instead, he follows Claire's orders on what to buy and not to buy, pushing the cart through the aisles as he checks the chat history for any other item to buy, before your phone call rings in.

"Hey."

"Got your letter. Wesker's hosting us for Thanksgiving, unfortunately." You mumble. "I sent my letter earlier today, so it should arrive right before Thanksgiving."

"You can't make it?"

"How 'bout a date instead?" You check your phone. "I can come over to help cook. Wesker refuses to let any of us cook, so I'm not doing anything in the afternoon. What do you make for Thanksgiving?"

"I was thinking cookies or pie."

"Oh... cookies..." You mumble. "I'll bring ingredients then! I'll also bring a pie because, well, there's a really good pie place by mine and I thought I'd share the joy."

"Will you bring the leftovers home?"

"Hm? Am I not allowed to visit you over the weeks?"

Leon malfunctions, blinking. "What?"

"Leaving leftovers at your place? So I have an excuse to visit later? Forget I said—"

"NO! No, oh, please come over. I'd love to have you at my place over the weekend." Leon saves himself. God.

He's.

Yeah.

He's down awful.

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[sophisticatedgia]

Walking to the gym. Wearing dark green cardigan, Adidas black t shirt, blue leggings, and fluffy black neck warmer. The weather is actually too cold for just a cardigan. Hopefully the sun warms up on my walk home. Ok I went a lil wild last night and purchased the lacey frilly white and black socks. My boyfriend is going to dislike them. I just wanted them so much. I'm concerned with my orders from Etsy. At least one of them, the one from country Turkey, hasn't taken money out of my card yet. I really want the product. God says he will provide us with clothing. Do not worry. So from now on every month I'm going to stop buying things online, also stop buying clothes because I have enough now. I may purchase another pair of black leggings though. Just because all my leggings are multicolored and a bit goofy. My boyfriend loves my lotus elephant leggings. They are pink and brown. I slept well last night but am going to drink my orange dreamsicle energy drink once I get to the gym. It's vegan! All alani drinks are vegan. My fave energy drinks used to be Celsius and reignstorm. Reignstorm mango energy drink is still really good but hard to find🥭…anyway i'm an alani woman now lol. The sky is pale blue and it has indeed warmed up a tiny bit as I walk. Banana peel on ground as I pass. I love bananas! When I was mentally ill living in the city, I used to walk around picking up trash just to help tidy up. It's kinda OCD of me. But there's a quote in life, "to be useful, to count." And I enjoy living by that. Though I nearly never pick up trash now. Still do sometimes tho lol. My friend loves sleeping beauty, two mutuals. I barely remember that Disney movie. But is it the one with Aurora and Angelina Jolie played the dark fairy witch? I remember that particular movie. Though old Disney cartoon looks far more vintage and ethereal. My favorite Disney movie is probably the Lion King. And beauty and the beast. That makes me miss my jolly dad. I wonder if mom put his clean sheets on his bed or was too tired from everything else, she has multiple schlerosis. But she does very good with it! She volunteers with horses and cooks for family every night. I want to visit them soon but always want to be with my boyfriend. Unfortunately my family is very Catholic and doesn't allow my boyfriend inside the house. Its saddening. Ok well I'm almost at gym. TTYL 🐾

[sca-nerd]

renn fair tips!!!

yes bring water, but also figure out how you can bring that water, some places only let you bring in sealed, never opened, bottles (cause alcohol is a large part of event revenue)

CASH, most sellers have got a square card reader or paypal or something, but those work at the whims of cell service, and cell service tends to suck in parks

also with cash depending on the seller they might just wave the tax. things are priced to even dollars most of the time

the crafts people (leather, blacksmiths, silversmiths, glassblowers) are where you really want to "focus" your money, not because there's anything wrong with the clothing stalls, it's just that it's harder to get those items online, and you're helping a small business

also some of the clothing sellers just buy in bulk from a place like amazon and clip off the tag, "wevez" is where i get my skirts, and the price markup can be anywhere from 2 to 3 times what you'd pay if you bought from the seller directly

the end of the last day of the weekend you can get food for cheaper, so if you're staying until close and don't want to find a fast food joint, get a turkey leg

bed bugs, (SPRAYS DO NOT WORK ON THESE MOTHER FUCKERS) the horrible truth of the matter is, it is a valid concern, moreso since COVID. so if you do buy anything, im talking books, tunics, hair wraps, corsets, trousers, a kilt. anything a bed bug could be hanging out in, you put that in a seperate plastic bag, seal it, and stick it in the freezer when you get home. then you beat out the thing a few hours later.

this doesn't kill them, but it does make them hibernate, which means you can shake them out then kill them or if youre feeling vindictive, pop them in the oven, a minimum of 120F for 90 mins gets all bugs and possible eggs. you could also put the things in your dryer on high for the longest setting, but i personally prefer the oven (and not just because i don't have a drier)

business cards! i personally collect business cards for convience and maybe one day i'll go back to pursuing graphic design, but having a designated pocket for business cards or pamphlets cause you may be grabbing a lot of them

the vibes: Its a bunch of weird nerds getting dressed up to play pretend and get drunk in the park. It can get weird, and it can get raunchy (not horny, just crass) i have witnessed several different parents huff off with their kid cause a performer made a low brow joke that was obvious enough that the kid knew smth dirty was said, MOST of the people are chill with boundries, but some never got out of that phase of being a dick cause they think it's funny

speaking of phases, renn faires are still the only place i have ever been where you've got the flagrantly queer and menanist douchebags bumping shoulders. like side eyes are made im sure, but you can walk down a path, past somebody in the loudest, most obviously gay garb you have seen outside of a drag show, then a few feet behind them is somebody else with a trump denim vest

also, back to the rauchy bit, there will likely be people there who are cool, but use outdated/offensive lingo. like I got called a fairy by a guy waiting in line for a kebob, he did try and backpedel, but im fine with being called that and his girlfriend (who obviously dragged him there) was dressed up like a fairy, so jokes were had and expensive kebab's purchased (idk what they used to season those things but they were so fkin good for just being some meat on a stick)

if you do a craft (knitting/crochet) check if you can bring your supplies in because some places don't let guest bring in knitting needles (they are often 11 in long pointy sticks so fair enough)

ASK QUESTIONS not just at the small semi educational areas they sometimes have, but also the people selling things, i love hearing people talk about their crafts (also renn faire drama is real and it is wild, and it's much more exciting because it's effect on you is almost null)

WATER WATER WATER

I KNOW I SAID THIS AT THE TOP BUT IM SAYING IT AGAIN

DRINK SOME FUCKING WATER

some faires have pub crawls and i have witnessed many a stumbling drunk get escorted out by EMTs cause he didn't pace himself and drank on an empty stomach