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igotanidea · 2 years ago

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Laugh: Jason Todd x fem!reader

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“Oh my god!” Y/N started laughing at another Bad dad joke Dick Just Said. Honestly, she wasn’t sure whether it made her giggle like a silly teenager because it was so stupid or because Dick was ginning and being so full of himself.

“That’s a good one right?”

“No....!” she gasped wiping the tears away, smudging her mascara in the process. “It was terrible. Terrible, Grayson! I swear every time I believe you reached the bottom of the groaner well, you surprise me with another one!”

“Now that’s hurtful!” Dick grabbed his heart, pretending to be deeply cut by those words. “Your words are like knife to my soul!”

“Please stop watching soap operas….” She laughed even more at his choice of words.

“Hm.” Dick smirked. The position he was in allowed him to see behind Y/N’s shoulder and notice something she could not.

Once her laugh reverberated through the room in the Manor, Jason, who was just casually passing by, with his signature face expression being the mix of broody and smug, stopped in his tracks. To give it justice, he looked like he was just struck by the lighting by the sound. Rooted to the ground. Frozen. Transfixed. Taken into another dimension. Whatever words might come to person’s brain – he was just that. With his eyes almost turning into hearts he looked like a love sick puppy. Just because he heard her chuckling at something.

“Hey Jaybrid!” Dick called to his younger brother, unable to stop himself from a little bit of teasing. Todd might have been lying about how he felt for Y/N, denying the obvious, but his actions were pretty self-explanatory. Especially in the family of self-appointed detectives, trained to read into every detail and gesture. “You look surprisingly non-threatening.”

“Shut up Dickhead.” His face expression turned back to resentful, the slightest blush showing on his cheeks due to being called out like this. He was a grown ass man acting like a boy who saw a girl’s bra for the first time.

“What’s with the attitude, little bird? Someone step on your toe?”

“Shut up!”

“Oh come on, cheer up! How about I give you a joke to relieve the tension?”

“Oh, no!” Y/N cried out in despair, turning to face Jason “Jace! Save me! Dick won’t let me go until I die from the embarrassment from his jokes! Please, don’t let me suffer alone!”

Once she looked at him with those pretty, pretty, shining, smiling e/c eyes he was gone. Like gone. How could he possibly tell no to her? How could he…..

“Not in the mood…” he muttered, looking down, terrified to death to meet her gaze.

“Come on Jay! Pretty please? We’re friends. It’s kind of I’m in shit you’re in shit situation. You can’t run from it.”

“I hate you.” He hissed crossing his arms

“I give you a chance to realize that you hate Dick’s sense of humor more than you hate me. So? what’s it gonna be?”

Yeah, he couldn’t tell her no.

***

“Did you get home safe?” Dick texted a few hours later, once Y/N left the manor and got into her apartment.

“You could have given me a ride with that fancy porche of yours, so you wouldn’t have to ask after.”

“I was kind of hoping Jason will pick you on a bike and give you a romantic trip, but seemingly we can’t always have what we want.”

“Jason?” if they were talking not texting she would raise an eyebrow at the moment

“Sure? My younger brother? Do you remember Jason?”

“Fuck you Dick. Stop playing around. We’re friends. That’s all.”

“Y/N for crying out loud. I saw that boy almost snap his neck because he heard your laugh and wanted to see why you were laughing.”

What?!

“but yes, keep telling yourself you’re friends.”

What the hell?!

She lost her patience in an instant and dialed Dick’s number.

“Y/N.”

“What the hell was that Dick?!”

“I believe it’s something you call telling the truth”

“I believe it’s acting like a freaking gossip girl!”

“It’s not a gossip!

“stop playing with me!”

“Am not! Did I ever lie to you?” he trailed and for a moment there was silence in the phone as they both were thinking about the years of keeping a little secret of his vigilante persona. “It’s true. I swear. “

“so why tell me now?”

“Cause I am seriously scared of what injuries Jay maysustain if someone doesn’t speak up. Last week Steph did as much as mentioned your name and he fall off the stairs.”

“You’ll never let him live it down, will you?”

“Not a chance!” Dick laughed “but hey, we both know you have a crush on him too so…”

“This reverse psychology is not going to work on me Grayson. No circus for tricks.”

“Please don’t tell me you tease him absolutely absentmindedly…..”

“Tease? Dick this is just who I am. I play and twist words with everyone. I do that all the time with you.”

“can you at least talk to him about it?”

“wouldn’t that make it a bit awkward?”

“sure. And I’ll be right by the corner with the camera to video it.”

“I swear to god you’re the definition of an older brother.”

***

For three days Y/N was trying her best to avoid the conversation. No matter what Dick said, Jason was her friend and taking their relationship to another level was…. Hard. Honestly, Y/N wasn’t even sure how she herself felt about it. Did she like Jason as more than friend?

Yes,

no,

maybe?

How do you even recognize the moment when you stop thinking of someone as a buddy and move to I want to be more stage?

Sure, there’s physical attraction but that is not necessarily the sign of deeper feelings.

Just cause you feel you want to kiss someone doesn’t mean you love him.

So how did she feel?

She was postponing even thinking about it, but there’s no escaping when you serve as an emotional support and voice of reason for the whole family of vigilante seeing them *him* on a day to day basis.

So yes, Y/N was pretty much conflicted and feeling like a silly teenager, even though her metrics was showing quite a different age number.

And she was sad.

And that was something Jason could not stand.

“did you switch the position of your bed lately ?” he asked her after a few days of her being shy, withdrawn and silent. Obviously he did it in-character with the teasing tone and that freaking edgelord attitude.

“What?” she raised her gaze from the bat computer, frowning in confusion “there’s still no place for you to crush at my place one way or another.”

“Oh, please…” he rolled his eyes, plumping onto the seat next to her “as if that was what I meant.”

“What did you mean then?”

“You seemed like you’ve been getting off on the wrong foot, hence the question. I thought you were smarter than that and will get the reference.”

“Haha… very funny Todd.”

“I’m serious though.”

“You are never serious.”

“I miss your laugh…..” he babbled without thinking and his eyes grew wide at the words. “oh, fuck…I mean… you have terrible laugh. Terrible. And I miss laughing at your laugh. That’s what I meant to say.”

“I swear you’re the only person I know who can both offend and complement someone in one sentence.” She scoffed, turning back to computer away from him

“Yeah, kind of my signature.”

“You’re a terrible person Jason Todd and I hate you. God I swear you’re so annoying. I can’t believe Dick was thinking you likelike me….” She babbled and this time it was her turn to blush because of saying too much. “oh, shit….I mean… Dick is delusional obviously and I’m pretty sure he was drunk while using the word.”

“Grayson told you I liked you?” Jason smirked.

“Yeah…. Funny, right?” she chuckles awkwardly

“Extremely funny.” Jason looked down avoiding meeting her eyes.

“Haha ….” She muttered.

And then, once they mocked Dick and the whole situation to the most possible extend and there was nothing more to say the silence fell between them. At first it was normal since they were both lost in their heads but after a while it started getting uncomfortable. Even the air in the batcave became heavier and it was becoming hard to breathe.

“Y/N…..” he looked at her

“Jace…..” she looked at him

And when their gazes met they were gone.

Acting on impulse they both moved forward, meeting halfway when their lips connected.

It was not like they write it in the books or how you see it in the movies or not even how you imagine kissing someone you like.

It was their first kiss together and yet, there were no sparks, no electricity, no butterflies in the stomach.

No.

Nothing so obvious and, well, spectacular.

And yet, there was something more to this display of affection.

The deep sense of doing something right.

Something pure and perfect.

Feeling of finally belonging somewhere.

With someone.

The inner peace.

It was….natural, but it didn’t take away the wonderfulness of being in the bubble together with that person.

Getting out all those emotions they were trying to hide.

And at this moment Y/N knew she was fooling herself. She did like him more than friends.

“Y/N…..?” he pulled back after a second, both pair of eyes closed, foreheads connected.

“Hmmmm?”

“I like you.”

“Yeah, I kind of notice……”

“Y/N……?”

“Yes, I like you too.”

“So what do I have to do to make you laugh again?”

She pulls back, opening her eyes and smirking teasingly.

“You can just be yourself. I swear sooner or later you will do something silly or stupid enough to make me laugh. At you…..”

“I think you and I have very different definitions of liking someone.”

“Maybe….but if there’s anyone I want to work towards creating joint meaning…. It’s you , Todd.”

“Oh….” He cooed “don’t give me diabetes with all that sweetness.”

“enjoy it while it last, Todd…..” she laughs and hearing that sound after a few weeks of silence he couldn’t help but grin widely.

Like a man in love.

Who he was.

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postcards-to-home · 5 months ago

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No Te Conformes con Menos Que Las Estrellas Pt. 2

“Nico, why Spain? Why Valencia? Your Spanish is good, you hold your own in conversations—why this?”

Before departing, I found myself in conversations filled with curiosity and confusion.

Their curiosity wasn’t just about the place but the deeper “why.” How do you explain feeling called to a place you’ve never been, as if it holds a missing piece of you? It wasn’t about fixing anything; it was about answering a pull, trusting the journey, and finding something greater waiting on the other side.

It became obvious each encounter and friendship was intentionally curated to teach me lessons. With Delphine, it was all about letting go—embracing fun, ditching the stress, and not taking life so seriously. She had this way of showing me that it was okay to ease up, and that’s exactly what we did.

While she did manage to level up to b1 after our first week together we managed to connect almost daily.Our adventures often led us to discovering cool rooftop bars, bullshitting over wine, and talking endlessly about our homes, our worlds. I still remember the tiny constellation tattoos on her upper arm—deliberately placed, like a quiet reminder that the universe works in mysterious, beautiful ways. It felt like a sign- no, It was a sign I told myself.

Opening up isn’t always easy for me, but with her, it just felt natural. Everything clicked. We spent our nights indulging in amazing food—patatas bravas, jamón croquettes—her smoking casually while I puffed on my little e-pen like some sort of discreet fairy, people-watching until 11 or 12 on a weeknight on patios alongside the street. When the nights finally wound down, we’d Uber back, cracking up as she chatted, sometimes slurring into French so incomprehensible even she had to laugh.Those nights were chaotic and carefree, yet they felt like the simplest kind of magic.

Work and class formed the routine, but class and entertainment took on a whole new dimension here. Having a classroom smack in the middle of the city center meant afternoons and evenings spent wandering La Plaza de la Reina, sipping agua de Valencia on a park bench while watching tourists stumble through. It gave me the freedom to meander between shops and designer stores—a luxury my tiny hometown of Schaghticoke could never dream of affording me.

By 7 p.m., I’d wrap up my day at VI, cross my fingers for a free bike at the stand, and head out. The Platja del Cabanyal was my go-to spot—close by and easy to reach thanks to the heavy presence of bike paths that meandered through the city. Gliding through the city without the chaos of dodging traffic felt like a small but cherished victory, a rare bit of calm in my otherwise bustling routine. It was my time during the day to jam to Red Hot Chili Peppers and ignore everything else.

Once there, I’d settle in to people-watch, lose myself in a book, and wait for the moon to make its quiet entrance. As the sun dipped behind the horizon, the beach would come alive with people, drawn out by the promise of cool evening air. The sea felt like bathwater—warm and soothing—though I’d inevitably find myself plucking bits of seaweed from every possible crevice afterward. Not once did a chill envelop me, and I desperately craved it.Safety wasn’t much of a worry; I kept my phone tucked out of sight, and the area was just the right size that I could nod hello to someone I recognized every now and then.

We had been sitting out in front of the plaza, working our way through a second pitcher of agua de Valencia—made from cava or champagne, orange juice, vodka, and gin. I hadn’t planned on being there; I was supposed to be at a work meeting, but it was unexpectedly canceled, and honestly, it worked out for the best. One of my classmates caught me in the hall on my way out and invited me to join the rest of the Germans from the program for drinks.

That one drink spiraled into an endless week of wandering the city together. They always made me feel special—inviting me to dinners, taking me to the beach, popsicle runs, even teaching me how to navigate the bus. On this particular evening, we sat around chatting about our classmates and where we all stood in the program.

“Nick, she’s just an NPC.” “Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?” “You know, come on—NPC, like a non-player character.” “I still don’t get it.” “It means she’s irrelevant. You’re the main character—like me, like Chloe. But her? She’s just... there, like background scenery.”

What the hell was Stefan talking about? We were the main characters in what, exactly?

It got late, and not wanting to overdo it since I had work in the morning, I decided to leave early. We all parted ways, and while I waited for a taxi, I glanced up from pretending to be busy on my phone. That’s when I saw it—a shooting star, streaking clearly across the night sky. Just one, perfectly distinct.

I smiled. Shooting stars have always been my sign. I just didn’t know what message the universe was sending me yet.

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the-firebird69 · 5 months ago

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These people are strange they showed up did their little thing with two girls one of the girls want to review on the bike the e-bike it's not accurate and it's not really fair to people but it is Tommy F who wants to buy all the bikes they have and to be the full customer and they sort of don't get it and he helped them design it and he wants to preclude people from using it it's a great design and it goes pretty damn far our son went about 13 miles and we know that the sensor on the battery is more accurate so changed it he doesn't know that and there's about 10 of those green things he says eight and it's about right so you go about 80 miles but he was pedaling but still nothing goes pretty far on a charge and it should be made into a scooter at that height it would be perfect it's got breaks lights all it needs is larger discs and left and right turn signals everything else is there except the tires and they might even pass he says and it's true no you need tires but for real if you get a little different tire you might go up an inch it's a half inch on one side almost and that would fix the problem partially an inch is pretty high and people say it too in the comments that they change the tires and these clones change the tires and that's their gig some of them know how to mess with the suspension this is going to be a decent day we have several things planned and he's going to ride through the radiation and he did yesterday and a whole bunch of you got sick and your going to die. It's the plan that we have and we're ready and Mac proper come here and get sick. They don't last long either they say they know all sorts of things about chemicals and they end up dead.

--her son is enjoying his new bed and says this is a massive relief and we look back at what happened and he went into a storm shelter and they did not provide anything else for a month and a half and forced him into a resort we don't like you people you should understand that you do this kind of s*** and we're going to kill all of you they said that to them on the way out and they raise their head up and didn't say anything see us typical Jews you know it's covered and you don't care enough to do anything different and they said we can't I said some of you helped me and you're lucky you probably get to live but you're going to see all of them die and I'm going to use that too because it's so f****** stupid that my eyes tear up every few seconds that I see people here it's like living in s*** and that was him telling Sherry and she said you're kidding I said what's really really bad is that I'm still the same person and I try and keep away from sin you do that too a little but I can see and hear all of it and when I say boy that's stupid that means that I'm cognizant resident and I am aware 100%, it doesn't mean that I'm going to fall for something when I see it it's only mildly annoying what you're up to but what these guys do is massively annoying and she says you're telling you they're playing play-by-play and that's right and doing it to you guys and we see what happens and they don't understand that either it's like looking back at world war II and here they are going after them and they're equating us to you almost directly by the way because you're a giant and you're a smaller like gin and Melissa and Colleen and Carrie and all her characters look different like you do look different from yourself so she says you people are fired on the way out and she meant it and yes I'm glad I helped you say that because they should be fired they don't have to be this bad at it the Trump is a bad influence and Trump needs to be fired because these people are falling for all sorts of s*** and he uses his origins as an excuse and I'm not focusing on you but you're like the only human being who is there your witness and they expect that kind of behavior. She found out it's kind of cover did they think that you yell and get it out so she was not laughing but later she said it to Stan so she's yelling and screaming and stuff to get away with it and she goes get away with what and he she said he's not doing anything but that's what they having to do and he says you have to be s******* me so they went and tested and they looked at tapes found out that it kind of satiates them and these people are animals and we can't stand it anymore so we're going after them but there's a couple reasons why today is huge

--you would say him paying rents it's not really the more lack of a plan for him to sit there.

--there's a couple other things that make today pretty big one of them is that there are a lot of people who are sick and tired of their a****** attitude and we mean the more like here their attitude blows and it's not getting any better and there is a answer to that question their attitude blows so what are they going to do well they are going after them for having a bad attitude for real and they're seeking them on special warrant because they suck so bad it's true there putting warrants on people who have a continuous nasty disposition because it is part of a modus operandi and motif and it identifies that what they're up to. And they're crabbing and it means that they're crabbing and that they're going around being crabby and nasty and then trying to find that sized person and using his cover to try to go after us we are going after them we're part of the group's going out they're big groups and their paramilitary police and police all over the world and in Charlotte county it's secret police and a lot of them are seeking these people this is a huge huge find our son and daughter say these people are critically annoying and they don't think anything of it and we've been attacking them for their stupid disposition and attitude and yeah it's deeper and it is cold and people are striking them down where they stand for it to stop them from sending it there's a lot of people who are hitting them right away immediately when they start their rent and they should be it's disgusting their pigs and they should be shot in the street where they sit or stand they should not be allowed to use any public facilities and should not be allowed in restaurants or grocery stores these people should be ostracized and taking the middle of the desert and put in a prison they can rent all they want it's been done and you find out what they're saying pretty quick and we're going to print

Thor Freya

We go through the day trying not to see stuff or hear it because it's so damned annoying and they say it all the time and he keeps saying fine you look good and it means we see what you're saying and they stop actually they must know they're getting slaughtered and they don't understand they get hit that's also fun because they're so dumb and in the beginning and he says go get an MRI piece of s*** and that guy tried to get an MRI and he starts to say we're probably hitting stuff and he is a sick person and forgot I hate these people they need to be exterminated the whole town can go really they need to be killed... His mom is different and doesn't do this blab stuff and Kamala doesn't do it either but house got burned down people are wondering how. And my husband says maybe an accident with his flood and it is kind of what happened the electricity was on and his short circuited and it was a water heater people think and it started a fire now this could happen all over the place and it can happen to it did happen to a few houses not that many about five houses caught on fire one of them was John ramillard one of them was Kamala which was burned down about 90% the only thing standing in the exterior walls which are concrete and there's Dave AKA Dan and yeah bja lost the house there's a couple more Jason did not lose one but he had a small fire and he put it out and he's getting ridiculed and pestered and he said help me there bothering the s*** out of me and my husband said it's best to let it run its course and to see what they're saying and who it is and he did it's a huge deal okay and he says if you don't let it run its course the max end up in your face and then it's a problem and their house is on fire again in my house and Jason was saying that he can't stand it we have to print the stuff above is real hot and you guys should have wanted to shut your mouth but these are a couple things that are very important to point out that they let their houses on fire sort of no they caused fires that's what they're up to to destroy their house and that means their family and my husband doesn't really own the apartment so what does being flooded mean and stopping wet and he thinks it's got something to do with the radiation and the radiation it is avoided by becoming sopping wet sopping wet you load up on salt and you become a strange squishy person and your nutrients are lower and they are killing them off by doing that to them you get fatter and Jason does it rather skillfully because real huge and salty and then strength if you shrinks gets nutrients when he's not exposed. He went to McDonald's with my husband from the shelter and was actually very hungry and he said I'm too hungry I've been here too long so he left I tell you what this is a difficult place and you need to have timing and you need to have the stuff and on and on most people don't have the whole package. But those houses burning down a significant

Hera

This is a huge Factor those people's houses burned down and some of their other houses elsewhere and other persons of theirs. They noticed that not many houses burned down then it's them and that they're the major rulers of the morlock and are starting to get it. They went together and put a list and that was the two girls and they said these houses are all us and all the rulers and that's it and they're saying that we're screwed and then he says this house stans is different and the wood is different and yeah you can try and leave him alone now you have been anyways but the Empire makes it stupid and he says oh great but really they checked into that the ones he owns the wood is kind of soaking wet. Jason look down and says I put the fire out myself and you said your people should be proud of you and Megan Merkel has a habit and he said stop that s*** so they're trying to get close to him and stuff anything I don't want you doing that so he's a hero now. And our son and daughter saying you don't have to be bj at late night anymore Jason and he laughs and says I'm not really you idiot. So it's kind of gross but really this is a huge concept and people talking like this so there's good they don't feel ashamed of going up and talking about things to Jason and others and they really should but this helps out

Thor Freya

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sudeepkedar · 1 year ago

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Hybrid Bicycles Market Growth Analysis & Forecast Report | 2024-2032

Hybrid Bicycles Market to surpass USD 17.1 Bn by 2032. The broader trend towards sustainability and eco-conscious choices in bicycles will augment the industry outlook. Several manufacturers are focusing on developing hybrid bicycles by deploying advanced lightweight materials, such as carbon fiber, aluminum alloys, and high-strength steel for the overall weight reduction of bikes. To illustrate, in February 2024, Chinese electric bike brand Heybike disclosed plans to launch its first carbon fiber E-bike with a 750W mid-drive motor. The strong focus on improving the performance, maneuverability, and portability of hybrid bicycles for making them more attractive to consumers is another emerging trend favouring the product demand.

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3.8.1.2 Growing innovations in materials, gears, and electronics

3.8.1.3 Rising demand for eco-friendly transportation solutions

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3.10 Porter’s analysis

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3.10.2 Buyer power

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3.10.5 Industry rivalry

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brookston · 2 years ago

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Holidays 6.10

Holidays

AA Day

Abolition Day (French Guiana)

Army Day (Jordan)

Ballpoint Pen Day

Beliebers Day

Camomile Day (French Republic)

Cow Appreciation Day

Day of Camões (Portugal)

Empathy Day (UK)

Festival of the Forgotten

Founder’s Day (AA)

Go Fly A Kite Day

Groundwater Day (India)

International Day Against Drug Abuse & Illicit Trafficking

International Garden Gnome Day

International Heraldry Day

Jesus Day (Declared in Texas by George W. Bush in 2000)

Lidice Memorial Day (Czech Republic, Slovakia, New Jersey)

Mourn For Your Money Day

Mylar Balloon Day

National Bae Day

National Bed Bug Prevention Day

National Colt Day

National Debra Day

National EHS Awareness Day

National E-Sex Day

National Isabel Day

National Lazy Day

National Shawn Day

National Yo-Yo Day

Navy Day (Italy)

Portugal Day (Canada, UK, Portugal)

Positive Role Model Day

Race Unity Day

Reconciliation Day (Republic of the Congo)

Sabitri Amabasya (Odisha, India) Stop the Violence Day (Nova Scotia)

Tornado Day

Where the Wild Things Are Day

White Rose Day

World Anxiety Day

World Art Nouveau Day

World Day of Andrade Disease

World Day of Hereditary Amyloidosis

World Eye Donation Day

World Road Safety Day (Spain)

World Virginity Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Herbs and Spices Day

National Black Cow Day

National Drink Ohio Wines Day

National Egg Roll Day

National Flair Bartenders Day

National Frosted Cookie Day

National Iced Tea Day

World Ice Cream Day (Russia)

2nd Saturday in June

Artichoke Festival begins (Monterey, California) [2nd Saturday]

Belmont Stakes [Saturday after 6.4]

Betty Picnic [2nd Saturday]

Family Fitness and Health Day [2nd Saturday]

Global Wellness Day [2nd Saturday]

International Young Eagles Day [2nd Saturday]

Missing Mutts Awareness Day [2nd Saturday]

National Get Outdoors Day [2nd Saturday]

National Marina Day [2nd Saturday]

National Outlet Shopping Day [2nd Saturday]

National Rosé Day [2nd Saturday]

National Sauna Day (Finland) [2nd Saturday]

Trooping the Colour (UK) [2nd Saturday]

World Bike Naked Day [2nd Saturday]

World Doll Day [2nd Saturday]

World Gin Day [2nd Saturday]

World Juggling Day [Saturday closest to 15th]

World Naked Bike Ride Day [2nd Saturday]

World Wide Knit in Public Day [2nd Saturday]

Independence Days

Elmshornia (a.k.a. Elmshornien or the People’s Republic of Elmshorn; Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Voltar (a.k.a. Grand Barony of Voltar; Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

André Derain (Artology)

Anianus (Christian; Saint)

Bardo (Christian; Saint)

Bernard (Positivist; Saint)

Brigid of Ireland (Christian; Saint)

Doreen the Camel (Muppetism)

Flirting Day Day (Pastafarian)

Getulius, Amancius and Cerealus (Christian; Blessed Martyrs)

Guan Sheng Di Jun Dan (Taoism)

Guardian Angel of Portugal (Christian; Saint)

Gustave Courbet (Artology)

Henry (or Rigo) of Treviso (Christian; Saint)

John of Tobolsk (Russian Orthodox Church)

Landry of Paris (a.k.a. Landericus; Christian; Saint)

Margaret, Queen of Scotland (Christian; Saint)

Maurinus of Cologne (Christian; Saint)

Maximus of Aveia (or of Aquila; Christian; Saint)

Maximus of Naples (Christian; Saint)

Nidavellir Day (Pagan)

Olivia (Christian; Saint)

Wacky Wall Walker Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Dismal Day (Unlucky or Evil Day; Medieval Europe; 11 of 24)

Egyptian Day (Unlucky Day; Middle Ages Europe) [11 of 24]

Fatal Day (Pagan) [11 of 24]

Fortunate Day (Pagan) [21 of 53]

Sensho (先勝 Japan) [Good luck in the morning, bad luck in the afternoon.]

Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [31 of 60]

Premieres

Big Business (Film; 1988)

The Butter Battle Book, by Dr. Seuss (Children’s Book; 1984)

Central Intelligence (Film; 2016)

Could You Be Loved, by Bob Marley (Song; 1980)

50, by Rick Astley (Album; 2016)

Flash in the Pain (WB Cartoon; 2014)

Glago’s Guest (Disney Cartoon; 2008)

Howl’s Moving Castle (Anime Film; 2005)

I Like Mountain Music (WB MM Cartoon; 1933)

I Was Made To Love Her, by Stevie Wonder (Song; 1967)

Jurassic World: Dominion (Film; 2022)

Life’s Been Good, by Joe Walsh (Song; 1978)

The Lodger: A Story of the London Fog (Film; 1928)

McLibel (Documentary Film; 2005)

Mr. And Mrs. Smith (Film; 2005)

Octopussy (Film; 1983) [James Bond #13]

One of These Nights, by The Eagles (Album; 1975)

Pleasant Valley Sunday, recorded by The Monkees (Song; 1967)

The Plot, by Irving Wallace (Novel; 1967)

Pump It Up, by Elvis Costello (Song; 1978)

Redemption, by Bob Marley (Song; 1980)

Speed (Film; 1994)

Super 8 (Film; 2011)

The Carter III, by Lil Wayne (Album; 2008)

Trading Places (Film; 1983)

Tristan und Isolde, by Richard Wagner (Opera; 1865)

Welcome Interstate Managers, by Fountains of Wayne (Album; 2003)

Women in Love (Novel; 1921)

Today’s Name Days

Bardo, Diana, Heinrich, Heinz (Austria)

Biserka, Dijana, Ivan, Margareta (Croatia)

Gita (Czech Republic)

Onuphrius (Denmark)

Amalie, Maali, Maila, Maile, Maili, Mailis (Estonia)

Seppo (Finland)

Landry (France)

Diana, Heinrich, Heinz, Olivia (Germany)

Gréta, Margit (Hungary)

Asterio, Diana, Greta, Massimo (Italy)

Anatols, Bitite, Genoveva, Malva, Merida (Latvia)

Galindas, Margarita, Vingailė, Žybartas (Lithuania)

Ingolf, Ingunn (Norway)

Bogumił, Edgar, Małgorzata, Mauryn, Nikita, Onufry (Poland)

Timotei (România)

Margaréta (Slovakia)

Asterio, Olivia (Spain)

Boris, Svante (Sweden)

Antonia, Antonia (Ukraine)

Daisy, Greta, Gretchen, Madge, Maggie, Margaret, Margarita, Margot, Marguerite, Marjorie, Meagan, Megan, Meg, Meghan, Peggy, Rita (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 161 of 2024; 204 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 6 of week 23 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Huath (Hawthorn) [Day 27 of 28]

Chinese: Month 4 (Ding-Si), Day 23 (Ji-Hai)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 21 Sivan 5783

Islamic: 21 Dhu al-Qada 1444

J Cal: 11 Sol; Foursday [11 of 30]

Julian: 28 May 2023

Moon: 50%: 3rd Quarter

Positivist: 21 St. Paul (6th Month) [Bernard]

Runic Half Month: Dag (Day) [Day 1 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 82 of 92)

Zodiac: Gemini (Day 20 of 32)

Calendar Changes

Dag (Day) [Half-Month 12 of 24; Runic Half-Months] (thru 6.26)

#calendar #Holidays

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brookstonalmanac · 2 years ago

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Holidays 6.10

Holidays

AA Day

Abolition Day (French Guiana)

Army Day (Jordan)

Ballpoint Pen Day

Beliebers Day

Camomile Day (French Republic)

Cow Appreciation Day

Day of Camões (Portugal)

Empathy Day (UK)

Festival of the Forgotten

Founder’s Day (AA)

Go Fly A Kite Day

Groundwater Day (India)

International Day Against Drug Abuse & Illicit Trafficking

International Garden Gnome Day

International Heraldry Day

Jesus Day (Declared in Texas by George W. Bush in 2000)

Lidice Memorial Day (Czech Republic, Slovakia, New Jersey)

Mourn For Your Money Day

Mylar Balloon Day

National Bae Day

National Bed Bug Prevention Day

National Colt Day

National Debra Day

National EHS Awareness Day

National E-Sex Day

National Isabel Day

National Lazy Day

National Shawn Day

National Yo-Yo Day

Navy Day (Italy)

Portugal Day (Canada, UK, Portugal)

Positive Role Model Day

Race Unity Day

Reconciliation Day (Republic of the Congo)

Sabitri Amabasya (Odisha, India) Stop the Violence Day (Nova Scotia)

Tornado Day

Where the Wild Things Are Day

White Rose Day

World Anxiety Day

World Art Nouveau Day

World Day of Andrade Disease

World Day of Hereditary Amyloidosis

World Eye Donation Day

World Road Safety Day (Spain)

World Virginity Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Herbs and Spices Day

National Black Cow Day

National Drink Ohio Wines Day

National Egg Roll Day

National Flair Bartenders Day

National Frosted Cookie Day

National Iced Tea Day

World Ice Cream Day (Russia)

2nd Saturday in June

Artichoke Festival begins (Monterey, California) [2nd Saturday]

Belmont Stakes [Saturday after 6.4]

Betty Picnic [2nd Saturday]

Family Fitness and Health Day [2nd Saturday]

Global Wellness Day [2nd Saturday]

International Young Eagles Day [2nd Saturday]

Missing Mutts Awareness Day [2nd Saturday]

National Get Outdoors Day [2nd Saturday]

National Marina Day [2nd Saturday]

National Outlet Shopping Day [2nd Saturday]

National Rosé Day [2nd Saturday]

National Sauna Day (Finland) [2nd Saturday]

Trooping the Colour (UK) [2nd Saturday]

World Bike Naked Day [2nd Saturday]

World Doll Day [2nd Saturday]

World Gin Day [2nd Saturday]

World Juggling Day [Saturday closest to 15th]

World Naked Bike Ride Day [2nd Saturday]

World Wide Knit in Public Day [2nd Saturday]

Independence Days

Elmshornia (a.k.a. Elmshornien or the People’s Republic of Elmshorn; Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Voltar (a.k.a. Grand Barony of Voltar; Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

André Derain (Artology)

Anianus (Christian; Saint)

Bardo (Christian; Saint)

Bernard (Positivist; Saint)

Brigid of Ireland (Christian; Saint)

Doreen the Camel (Muppetism)

Flirting Day Day (Pastafarian)

Getulius, Amancius and Cerealus (Christian; Blessed Martyrs)

Guan Sheng Di Jun Dan (Taoism)

Guardian Angel of Portugal (Christian; Saint)

Gustave Courbet (Artology)

Henry (or Rigo) of Treviso (Christian; Saint)

John of Tobolsk (Russian Orthodox Church)

Landry of Paris (a.k.a. Landericus; Christian; Saint)

Margaret, Queen of Scotland (Christian; Saint)

Maurinus of Cologne (Christian; Saint)

Maximus of Aveia (or of Aquila; Christian; Saint)

Maximus of Naples (Christian; Saint)

Nidavellir Day (Pagan)

Olivia (Christian; Saint)

Wacky Wall Walker Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Dismal Day (Unlucky or Evil Day; Medieval Europe; 11 of 24)

Egyptian Day (Unlucky Day; Middle Ages Europe) [11 of 24]

Fatal Day (Pagan) [11 of 24]

Fortunate Day (Pagan) [21 of 53]

Sensho (先勝 Japan) [Good luck in the morning, bad luck in the afternoon.]

Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [31 of 60]

Premieres

Big Business (Film; 1988)

The Butter Battle Book, by Dr. Seuss (Children’s Book; 1984)

Central Intelligence (Film; 2016)

Could You Be Loved, by Bob Marley (Song; 1980)

50, by Rick Astley (Album; 2016)

Flash in the Pain (WB Cartoon; 2014)

Glago’s Guest (Disney Cartoon; 2008)

Howl’s Moving Castle (Anime Film; 2005)

I Like Mountain Music (WB MM Cartoon; 1933)

I Was Made To Love Her, by Stevie Wonder (Song; 1967)

Jurassic World: Dominion (Film; 2022)

Life’s Been Good, by Joe Walsh (Song; 1978)

The Lodger: A Story of the London Fog (Film; 1928)

McLibel (Documentary Film; 2005)

Mr. And Mrs. Smith (Film; 2005)

Octopussy (Film; 1983) [James Bond #13]

One of These Nights, by The Eagles (Album; 1975)

Pleasant Valley Sunday, recorded by The Monkees (Song; 1967)

The Plot, by Irving Wallace (Novel; 1967)

Pump It Up, by Elvis Costello (Song; 1978)

Redemption, by Bob Marley (Song; 1980)

Speed (Film; 1994)

Super 8 (Film; 2011)

The Carter III, by Lil Wayne (Album; 2008)

Trading Places (Film; 1983)

Tristan und Isolde, by Richard Wagner (Opera; 1865)

Welcome Interstate Managers, by Fountains of Wayne (Album; 2003)

Women in Love (Novel; 1921)

Today’s Name Days

Bardo, Diana, Heinrich, Heinz (Austria)

Biserka, Dijana, Ivan, Margareta (Croatia)

Gita (Czech Republic)

Onuphrius (Denmark)

Amalie, Maali, Maila, Maile, Maili, Mailis (Estonia)

Seppo (Finland)

Landry (France)

Diana, Heinrich, Heinz, Olivia (Germany)

Gréta, Margit (Hungary)

Asterio, Diana, Greta, Massimo (Italy)

Anatols, Bitite, Genoveva, Malva, Merida (Latvia)

Galindas, Margarita, Vingailė, Žybartas (Lithuania)

Ingolf, Ingunn (Norway)

Bogumił, Edgar, Małgorzata, Mauryn, Nikita, Onufry (Poland)

Timotei (România)

Margaréta (Slovakia)

Asterio, Olivia (Spain)

Boris, Svante (Sweden)

Antonia, Antonia (Ukraine)

Daisy, Greta, Gretchen, Madge, Maggie, Margaret, Margarita, Margot, Marguerite, Marjorie, Meagan, Megan, Meg, Meghan, Peggy, Rita (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 161 of 2024; 204 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 6 of week 23 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Huath (Hawthorn) [Day 27 of 28]

Chinese: Month 4 (Ding-Si), Day 23 (Ji-Hai)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 21 Sivan 5783

Islamic: 21 Dhu al-Qada 1444

J Cal: 11 Sol; Foursday [11 of 30]

Julian: 28 May 2023

Moon: 50%: 3rd Quarter

Positivist: 21 St. Paul (6th Month) [Bernard]

Runic Half Month: Dag (Day) [Day 1 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 82 of 92)

Zodiac: Gemini (Day 20 of 32)

Calendar Changes

Dag (Day) [Half-Month 12 of 24; Runic Half-Months] (thru 6.26)

#Holidays

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mostlysignssomeportents · 3 years ago

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The Tesla-financial complex

Elon Musk is the richest man on Earth and Tesla is worth more than a trillion dollars. What the fuck is going on? In Robin Wigglesworth’s phrase: it’s the Tesla-financial complex at work:

https://www.ft.com/content/17f0cd1f-e751-4ddb-b13c-ea4e685b55c0

What’s a “Tesla-financial complex?” Well, Tesla is only tertiarily a car-maker (which may explain why the company is so indifferent to QA for its vehicles and the safety of its workers). Its primary product is financial instruments (its secondary product is an army of creepy cultists).

For example, Tesla mints an astounding number of carbon credits that are primarily consumed by car companies that make gas-guzzling SUVs. Without those SUVs, the company’s financials would be much, much worse:

https://www.yahoo.com/now/tesla-gains-results-show-dependence-053528438.html

But that’s just table-stakes. As Wigglesworth writes, the real secret to Tesla’s valuation is “the swelling size and hyperactivity of Tesla ‘options.’” These options create incredible volatility for Tesla and have reversed the traditional relationship between options and shares, with option prices driving up share-prices.

Tesla is the original meme-stock, and it depends on meme investors, like the redditors who follow billionaire Leo KoGuan’s massive position in the company. And as with any meme-driven phenomenon, there’s a procession of companies riding the fad. For example, Nikola, a fraud company that pretends to make electric trucks, is still worth $5.4b even after it had to set aside $125m to settle its fraud fines. Rivian, a company that has barely made any vehicles, is valued at $110b.

Over on Naked Capitalism, Yves Smith and her commentators do an excellent job of analyzing Wigglesworth’s piece:

https://www.nakedcapitalism.com/2021/11/the-tesla-financial-complex-financial-times-details-wildly-outsized-speculation-in-tesla-options.html

Here’s the kicker: “It goes without saying that Tesla is overvalued, but a stock being overvalued is no barrier to it becoming even more overvalued…At some point the gig will be up and Tesla will be valued like a car company. But don’t ask me to make book as to when.”

Is Tesla really overvalued? Hell yes. Back in January, its valuation was 1600x its profitability:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/01/15/hoover-calling/#intangibles

Can Tesla increase its earnings 1600-fold and justify that valuation. Nope. The thing is, geometry has a well-known anti-Tesla bias. We can’t save our cities by replacing individuals in fossil-fuel cars with individuals in EVs. When you multiply the space a car occupies by the number of cars that requires by the distance that commutes expand by when you build those roads, you end up needing even more cars.

The answer is, of course, mass transit, something Elon Musk is violently allergic to (“there’s like a bunch of random strangers, one of who might be a serial killer” -E. Musk, 2017). This despite the fact that the greatest cities in the world are places “where the rich use public transportation.”

https://metropolisjapan.com/why-tokyo-works/

Musk’s personal reality-distortion field might be able to gin up billions out of ethereal complex financial instruments. But cities are material things, governed by unforgiving, bullshit-resistant laws of physical space. No amount of Twitter shitposting will fit more cars into the same space.

I mean, if you’re going to believe in any kind of overvalued, overhyped personal transport, it should probably be e-bikes. “City governments should purchase an electronic bicycle for every resident over the age of 15 who wants one [and] shut down a significant number of streets to be used only by bicycles.”

https://www.nytimes.com/2021/11/22/opinion/free-ebikes-climate.html

Image: Heisenberg Media (modified) https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Elon_Musk_-_The_Summit_2013.jpg

Steve Jurvetson (modified) https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Tesla_Model_S_Indoors_trimmed.jpg

CC BY 2.0: https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/deed.en

#pluralistic

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lindsaywesker · 2 years ago

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Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day. Welcome to Too Much Information Tuesday.

School doesn't test your intelligence, it tests your memory.

Venustraphobia is the fear of beautiful women.

A tiger’s tongue is so coarse, it can lick flesh to the bone.

People who get angry easily are more likely to overestimate their intelligence.

‘I’ before ‘E’ except when your foreign neighbour Keith receives eight counterfeit beige sleighs from weird, feisty, caffeinated weightlifters.

Not once in the Humpty Dumpty nursery rhyme does it mention that he’s an egg.

Nomophobia is the fear of being without your mobile phone or losing your signal.

Erotomania is a psychological disorder where the sufferer has delusions that another person is in love with him or her.

Some restaurants in China actually lace their foods with opiates to keep customers coming back.

Your mind spends about 70% of its time replaying memories and creating scenarios.

Instead of "Once upon a time …" many Korean folktales begin with "Back when tigers used to smoke ..."

In 2013, a man bought a house next to his ex-wife just to install a giant middle finger statue for her to see every day.

One Direction once got kicked out of a hotel owned by Donald Trump because they wouldn't get out of bed to meet his daughter.

You can't make the same mistake twice. The second time you make it, it's no longer a mistake, it's a choice.

Google makes about $40 billion a year in ad revenue, which is more than CBS, NBC, ABC, and FOX combined.

Gym treadmills and stationary bikes can have 7,752 times more bacteria than a home toilet seat.

Cannabinoids (the active ingredients in cannabis) are naturally present in human breast milk.

People who spend money on experiences rather than material items tend to be happier.

Men who ejaculate at least 21 times a month may have a 20% lower chance of getting prostate cancer than those who ejaculate 4 to 7 times a month. Crack on!

Membership of the Royal Bastards Society is open to anyone who can prove illegitimate descent from a king of England, Wales or Scotland.

On March 5th, 2023, Lynyrd Skynyrd guitarist Gary Rossington died. All seven members on the 1973 Lynyrd Skynyrd debut album are now dead.

In the eighties, the FBI formed a fake company and attempted to bribe members of congress. Close to 25% of those targeted accepted the bribe and were convicted.

The Monkees named their first movie ‘Head’ so that, if they ever released a second film, it could be marketed with the slogan, "From the guys who gave you Head."

The 'stitch' that runs along the bottom of a man's scrotum is the 'scar' of what would have been a vagina. That's where the labia fused together when male hormones kicked in during embryonic development.

Vincent Gigante was a mafia boss who, for 30 years, wandered Greenwich Village in his pyjamas mumbling incoherently to himself, in an elaborate act to avoid prosecution. They called him The Oddfather.

The small Peruvian town of Santo Tomas celebrates ‘Takanakuy’ every December 25th. Men, women and children settle grudges with fist fights. Then everyone goes drinking together, ready to start the new year with a clean slate.

On March 13th, 1919, a letter from a New Orleans serial killer said he would kill again at 15 minutes past midnight but would spare the occupants of any place where a jazz band was playing. That night, every dance hall was filled to capacity and no one was murdered.

During the early 1960s, a chimpanzee named Lucy was raised as if she were a human daughter by a psychotherapist and his wife. She ate food using cutlery, wore clothes, enjoyed magazines, enjoyed drinking gin, could sign 250 words and tried to masturbate with a vacuum cleaner.

In 1913, Sarah Rector, a 10-year-old black girl received a land allotment of 160 acres in Oklahoma. The best farming land was reserved for whites, so she was given a barren plot. Oil was soon discovered there and she became the country's first black millionaire.

Okay, that’s enough information for one day. Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday! I love you all.

#mixcloud #mi soul #dj #music #new blog #lockdown #coronavirus #books #democracy #brexit #cronyism #election #tuesdaymotivation #radio

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pinkhairedlily · 4 years ago

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Endless Seasons With You

Chapter 12 of The Spring He Came Back | 12 of 12

Hinamori’s eyes fluttered open at the arresting sound of her alarm clock. Her phone was also simultaneously ringing. How she came home she’ll never know, but she was still in her coordinated outfit and she was lying down in her room with the heater perfectly functioning. Her mouth was so dry and coarse like felt paper; it was as if the alcohol evaporated inside. Her last memory before she blacked out was….Hitsugaya, his hooded gaze, and his lips on her.

She reddened immediately at the recall. Her hands slapped her cheeks several times to get out of the trance. She was fairly certain it was a dream. Sharp pain shot through her temples, indicating the coming and going of migraines from an alcohol-induced night. Her eyes found the medicine bottle and the note under it on her side table.

For your hangover. Sorry I wasn’t able to say goodbye. – Shirou

What? Hinamori grabbed her still ringing phone and saw the caller ID.

“Finally you picked up!” Rukia’s voice greeted her a bit cheerier than last night.

“How come you don’t have a hangover?” Hinamori asked, still massaging her temples. “I feel like puking.”

“Oh but you were truly a sight last night, you know. We need you to spill all the details later,” Renji said over Rukia’s laughter.

“Don’t be late. We need to see them off on the train platform at 12 noon.” The two quickly hang up, saying they had some errands to do.

“12 noon?”

Hinamori rushed out from her room, towards Baba’s, and and to the guest room. He wasn’t here. His things weren’t here anymore.

“Momo? Are you looking for Toushirou?” Baba called out from the kitchen. “He slept at Dr. Byakuya’s house last night, but he went here this morning and delivered some medicine.”

Hinamori slumped to the floor in a puddle of hopelessness she last felt a decade ago. Did she misread everything again? Did she wear her heart on her sleeve so naively that it came back to bite her for the second time around?

Whatever happened last night wasn’t enough to warrant a reason for him to stay. This encounter on the platform was her last chance, and if it won’t work out, at least she’ll be able to let go of him with the knowledge that she told him her true feelings. She looked at the time on her phone and saw that she only had one hour left.

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The train’s whistle sounded twice, indicating that it was nearing the departure time. Hinamori jumped off her bike, her farewell gift in her arms. Then again, just like ten years ago, the doors started closing when she was running towards the platform.

“Wait! Shirou!” She quickened her run, the flowers losing some of their petals in the process. She tried to look for silver hair at every cab, even just for a split second. Surely, she might still have this last chance. She wasn’t able to say her last proper goodbye. Why was fate so harsh on her?

Tears started to blur her vision, but in the last cab she finally caught glimpse of Urahara and Byakuya. She pounded on the train’s doors, hoping they would somehow pry open, but the train started to move. She still hasn’t found him. “No, no, no, no.”

It was the last whistle, the moment to leave. She ran just before the train rode the momentum, she ran like her life was on the line, she ran with the hope that maybe she could catch the rail and be swept away in its journey. But the wheels were so much faster than her legs, and she was just one step away from the end of the platform.

Maybe I should jump.

Before her feet could lunge at the space between the platform and the last cab, someone grabbed her waist and pulled her to safety, the bouquet of daffodils loosening from her grip and flying with the strong wind.

He was gone. The train has left the station. She stared at the open blue sky, dotted with the swirling petals of her yellow daffodils and the pink cherry blossoms. How dare you be a beautiful day when I just lost him.

She cried openly, like how she did when she lost her parents. What a pathetic life she has led so far. She got manipulated by a man she truly admired, she thought she lost her grandmother due to her negligence, she drove her best friend away from his hometown, and she lost the chance to make him stay. “I haven’t told you yet I like you, Toushirou. It’s so unfair.”

“You already told me last night, Momo.”

His scent wafted around her, arresting her senses in a sudden burst of realization. She turned around and saw that he supported her fall on the platform. There was a hitch in her throat when it dawned on her that he didn’t leave. She succumbed in his embrace on the ground, afraid that he would suddenly leave or take the next train. She hugged him a little bit more – never mind that people were looking, never mind that traffic patrol was calling them out on the radio, never mind that their friends were breaking out to cheers and yells.

He held her hand as they walked towards a quiet spot on the side of the station. “I wasn’t on that train. Why were you getting on there?”

“Are you gonna be on the next one?” Hinamori asked. She wasn’t in the clear yet.

“Of course not.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because you were drunk and you passed out. In the middle of drinking, no less.”

“You could have told me this the day you arrived.”

“Because I wasn’t sure if you would have me.” That pout seldom came on Hitsugaya’s face, but it did now in a random moment of insecurity.

Hinamori was suddenly pissed. She didn’t run across a train platform like a crazy lady for her sincerity to take jabs. “How much more should I prove to you that I would have you?”

“I know, I know. That’s why I stayed,” he reassured her. “You kissed me.”

It wasn’t a dream. They really did kiss last night. “And you kissed back.”

“Are you regretting it now?” He reached out to her other hand like a second nature. This hand holding was fast becoming a routine for both of them.

“Silly, don’t you dare regret staying behind too.” Hinamori sighed at the sight of yellow petals in the wind. “I brought you a bouquet as a farewell gift. They’re frost-resistant and they bloom all year round. I grew them myself.”

“See, I told you you’ll come up with that idea.” Hitsugaya let go of her hands and wrapped them around her waist. He pulled her closer so the wall can cover them from the prying eyes of the crowd. “I think I need to reward you with a kiss.”

His head lowered down on hers, and their lips found each other in a sweet, lingering way. “Would it be too fast if I asked you to go out with me?”

The whistle resounded again, this time signaling an arrival.

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Five years later

The spring season was ending, but the daffodils in Hitsugaya’s arms were as fresh as the first bloom. In front of him was Baba in a wheelchair, still spritely as ever but her legs have given way to old age.

“Congratulations, Momo!”

The academy’s robes fit Hinamori like a second skin. Hers were maroon instead of the traditional blue for the undergraduates; she finished her bachelors and graduate studies in five years in a feat only she could have done by grit and hard work. Her thesis built upon her work on floral ecology and climate-resilient flowers which earned her several distinctions and publications. She has done all of these and still managed to keep her florist job afloat. Proud was an understatement.

She went to Hitsugaya and Baba after the pictorial, her arms enveloping them in a large, warm hug. The three Rs plus Gin also gave her bouquets and gift baskets.

“So where are we eating?” Urahara, Byakuya, and Unohana blended in the crowd in disguise, careful not to catch the attention of other faculty and students. The three became members of the academy board with Unohana passing the crown of chairpersonship to Byakuya.

“There’s a grand luncheon in our house,” Baba said. “It’s not my cooking, but they’re all my recipes.”

Hitsugaya hailed their service, a large van that can accommodate all of them. Long tables were set on the family grounds under the shade of the old camphor tree. Just like any other big day, announcements were bound to be made.

When Byakuya offered a wine glass to his sister, Rukia declined. “Isn’t it too early to be drinking?”

“I’m pretty sure you drank wine when it was still nine in the morning,” Byakuya said. Then he looked over to Renji and saw the nervous expression.

“Oh Byakuya, you’re gonna be an uncle!” Urahara patted him on the back, the latter choking on a morsel of food.

The couple got married last year during fall. It was Rukia’s wish to have a rustic-themed wedding in a barnyard, and Renji encouraged this. Hinamori was happy enough to curate the floral arrangements in warm muted red, orange, and yellow tones. Now they were bringing a baby into the world.

“Congratulations Rukia and Renji!”

“You should one-up me, Rangiku.” Rukia smiled at her friend, knowing what was up. The blonde took up Rukia’s offer. Rangiku’s hand showed her ring finger adorned with a silver band with a small turquoise in the middle. Having been engaged a few months ago, her wedding announcement with Gin was overdue.

“So we settled on a winter schedule,” Gin announced, kissing Rangiku on the cheek. Unamused expressions looked back at them, slightly disoriented at the date.

“It’s the busiest school season what with the orientations and the trainings and the school openings,” Byakuya protested.

“Oh come on, make time for me,” Rangiku whined.

“You’re not my sister,” Byakuya retorted.

“Fine. Rukia will still go anyway, and I doubt you’d leave your pregnant sister unattended.”

“Sly, Rangiku. No problems for me.” Urahara opened a new bottle of wine. “Any news from you two, Hitsugaya and Hinamori?”

Hinamori quizzically looked at her boyfriend of five years and wondered if she missed anything major. “Um, I graduated?” Hitsugaya weirdly avoided her eyes.

“That merits a cheer.” Unohana held up her wine glass and proudly beamed at Hinamori. “To Momo!”

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Their guests left just before dusk settled down, ending the celebration with an exhilarating high. It was a tiring day, but it was mostly fulfilling. Just a series of accomplishments that have accumulated over the years; a series of interactions, of hellos and goodbyes, of hugs and quarrels, a series which made relationships, lasting memories, and great achievements.

After securing Baba’s bed and her medicine, Hinamori and Hitsugaya went to the back of the family compound for a quick reprieve from house chores. The rumors were quick to lash out with their living-in arrangement, but they honestly didn’t mind them, neither did Baba. The compound was too large, and they could easily sleep in different rooms and in different sections. Obviously, they didn’t because they spent a long time too far apart and any more distance would keep the other awake throughout the night. Cuddling was also a much more effective way to fall asleep.

The foothills and the vacant lot behind the compound were now filled with plots of different floral varieties. The dusk had a magical feel to it, the way the sun would transition into the soft glow of the moonlight, and the play of lights across the petals of the blooms. Half of the area was dedicated to daffodils, Hinamori’s memorial to their meadow of childhood and adolescent memories. Hitsugaya, having been granted by Baba’s blessing to own part of the compound, converted some rooms into his laboratory and office. More or less, they have started leaving imprints on this ancestral land.

HItsugaya had a plan – become the youngest tenured faculty, have watermelon contests during summer, and live out the rest of his days with the only family he knew – and his plan succeeded. He initially thought he strayed from that path and entertained the idea that maybe, perhaps, in some foreign countries, there was some other face he could come home to.

But Momo was home. He knew that before he left some fifteen years ago, when they left things unsaid and dealt with the repercussions of it within that decade. He knew that when he came back one spring season and saw how she built herself back up, when he realized he had a chance to turn his dream into a possibility. He knew that when he slept beside her and soft sighs escaped her lips as she snuggled closer. Momo was home.

They were indeed two separate journeys merging at the end of their respective successful conclusions, and he couldn’t be any happier.

“What are you smiling about?” Her hair was undone; it grew to a length reaching her waist, and he wanted nothing more than to slip his fingers in between those strands.

“Your hair and the moonlight,” Hitsugaya said. “I don’t want to one-up our friends earlier.”

“We’ve had conversations about this, but I’m not sure if I’d ever be ready.” She slid some straying locks behind her ear, blushing at the implication of his words.

Hitsugaya observed a little more. She said she wasn’t ready, but anxiety wasn’t in her body language. Maybe his timing was just right. “Looking back, it was quite a feat that I made you fell in love with me in one week.”

A light punch landed on his arm. “There’s that usual saying that absence makes the heart grow fonder, but I’d like to believe it was planted there before long.”

“The trysts in the secret room really did their job, huh?” He had an inkling about that too, and he was glad he did those little things because those little things soon became bigger pictures and the pictures became dreams.

Hinamori laughed at the memories, the sneaking in the early mornings, and the pitiful self she was before. “The most we did was sleep on each other’s laps.”

“Well, don’t you want to sit on my lap right now?” Hitsugaya asked.

“We did this before Shirou and I only got allergies,” she complained, but she slid closer to him and he enveloped her in a back hug.

“Here’s a crown for my pretty girl.” The daffodils were beautiful on her hair, and the stars slowly ascended on the night sky. “And here’s a ring for the love of my life.”

Hinamori didn’t say anything and for a second, he was afraid she would say no. His plan B was to hole up in his laboratory for a few weeks and then ask for an explanation from her, but he soon heard muffled sobs from her.

“I told you I’ll never be ready for this. I’m tearing up so much.”

“Momo, we talked about communication so I need a definite yes or no,” he said as he was wiping away her tears.

She turned to him and nodded happily. “I’ve had five spring seasons with you, and you might think I’m greedy but I want them all.”

Hitsugaya mouthed a silent yes and matched it with a fist pump before he could slide the ring on Hinamori’s finger, both of their hands trembling in happiness.

“I’m quite nervous,” he said to her. He wiped a stray tear from his eyes, not noticing that he started tearing up as well. “I guess I’ll be like weepy Renji on his wedding day, but I’ll be happy to spend endless seasons with you for the rest of my life.”

It was Hinamori’s turn to cup his face. “That makes the two of us.”

The two kissed under the moonlight, the yellow daffodils swaying to the gentle caress of the wind, their meadow of happiness never wilting.

A/N: Everyone, thank you for reading my work. It was a joy writing HitsuHina. I hope you found some bit of comfort in their stories, and I hope you are all safe and well. On to our next journey! :)

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National Examiner, March 22

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Cover: Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson -- his journey from thief to superstar

Page 2: These stars wheely like to bike -- Hugh Jackman, Eva Longoria, Matthew McConaughey, Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn, Russell Crowe, Arnold Schwarzenegger

Page 3: Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez, Al Roker, Pierce Brosnan and Keely Shaye Smith, Matt Damon, Justin Theroux, Ethan Hawke

Page 4: Jennifer Aniston's roles and costumes

Page 6: Susan Sarandon is 74 and single now and she admits she likes to date younger men because they have more inquisitive minds than older guys

Page 7: Golden Age of Glamour -- the shocking beauty tips, tricks and secrets of Hollywood's most stunning stars -- Mae West, Marilyn Monroe, Rita Hayworth, Sophia Loren, Elizabeth Taylor, Joan Crawford

Page 8: Listen to Granny -- older media influencers are getting into the act on social media, with women in their 80s and 90s earning huge followings and lots of money on Instagram -- while some are all about their head-turning styles, others go with decorating or fitness to create their granfulencer brands

Page 9: Go ahead and binge that new TV show because it's good for your mental health -- new research shows the lack of social connection we're all feeling now because of COVID-19 restrictions can be filled, at least to some degree, by watching TV, reading books and listening to music

Page 10: Lucia DeClerck has some advice for living a long life, and she knows what she's talking about because she's 105 years old -- not only did Lucia live through the 1918 Spanish Flu, she's the oldest person in her nursing home and she just beat COVID-19 -- how does she do it? Gin-soaked golden raisins

Page 11: 8 ways to prevent back pain

Page 12: Stars Still Strong and Sexy As They Hit Milestone Notorious 90 -- Marla Gibbs, Gavin MacLeod, Angie Dickinson, Barbara Eden

Page 13: William Shatner, Olympia Dukakis, Dan Rather, Rita Moreno, Willie Mays, James Earl Jones

Page 14: Dear Tony, America's Top Psychic Healer -- all marriages need care and attention to flourish

Page 15: There are nicer, more medically accurate ways to describe it, but "dead butt syndrome" says it all, that feeling of numbness or achiness from sitting too long -- it is no joke to the many people who experience the discomfort of DBS, otherwise known as lower cross syndrome, gluteal amnesia, or gluteus medius tendinosis -- people who sit at their desk all day for work are particularly prone to this syndrome, where muscle tightness in the hip flexors and weakness in the gluteus medius muscles in the buttock combine to create hip and lower-back pain, leading to numbness -- luckily there are simple remedies you can try to alleviate symptoms and even reverse the syndrome

Page 16: Princess Diana: little girl lost -- Diana's brother Charles Spencer reveals truth about heartbreaking childhood

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Page 19: Pixel the cat is so creepy-looking even a professional exorcist crossed himself and ran -- Alyson Kalhagen's cat has giant googly eyes, a Halloween pumpkin smile and oversized bat ears and he's also fond of making funny faces but the two-year-old has racked up a fan base online, where more than 12,000 followers find Pixel's peculiarities precious

Page 20: Cover Story -- Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson is huge in every way -- the muscle-bound ex-wrestler has starred in dozens of blockbuster films, has tons of projects in the works, millions of bucks and a brand new show about his childhood but he hasn't always been on top of the game -- the dynamo has gone through so many tough times and bad decisions they would sink a lesser man but he's an open book about all of them and how he fought to get to the top every step of the way

Page 22: After a long break to raise her children, Michelle Pfeiffer is on the silver screen again and looking better than ever -- the 62-year-old is in a new film called French Exit, in which she plays a tragic widow who packs up and moves to Paris with her son -- the actress says to return and thrive in an industry formerly known as being obsessed with youth is a gift -- although her husband David E. Kelley has been behind dozens of hits like The Undoing and Big Little Lies, Michelle doesn't want to work with him because she's seen a lot of couples where they seem to have a great marriage, and then they work together and next year they're filing for divorce -- next up, Michelle will play Betty Ford in the upcoming series The First Lady

Page 24: A Texas grocery delivery driver got more than just shelter from the storm when her car became stuck in a customer's driveway -- the people who lived there took her in for five days and made her feel like part of the family

Page 26: Deep Focus -- stunning underwater pix from an unseen world

Page 32: Pet Projects -- family portraits get everyone into the picture -- photographer Tasha Hall creates "farmaly" photos, which include each and every one of the household where they've got two feet, four feet, paws, claws, hooves or wings

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Page 40: Psychic Self-Defense -- many people are born with a psyche that is naturally sensitive -- there has been a modern-day rise in occultism and practicing psychics and the way of the world at this time had made many more people seek help -- this has produced a far greater awareness of the need to protect and defend ourselves when working in a magical or psychic context -- we are all constantly being bombarded with psychic vibrations, not all of them good

Page 42: 20 Things You Never Knew About Tiger Woods

Page 44: Eyes on the Stars -- Jenny McCarthy is in high spirits as she preps to tape a new episode of The Masked Singer in L.A. (picture), Goldie Hawn works out in L.A. (picture), Jane Fonda has given up on getting hitched -- she has three failed marriages and being single means she can watch whatever she wants on TV, Kelly Clarkson admits that since her marriage soured she no longer considers marriage a fairy-tale thing and she can't imagine being married again, Charlize Theron admits she hasn't made the grade when it comes to homeschooling her kids Jackson and August, Patrick Schwarzenegger is looking to follow in the footsteps of his dad Arnold Schwarzenegger but says his dad hasn't offered any pointers when it comes to a career in showbiz, Bindi Irwin is close to welcoming her little wildlife warrior with husband Chandler Powell and her 17-year-old brother Robert Irwin has some opinions about his sister's ever-expanding figure saying she's massive

Page 45: Duchess Kate and Prince William hold video calls with folks shielding at home during the pandemic to discuss the positive impact of the COVID-19 vaccine (picture), Chrissy Teigen goes shopping with daughter Luna (picture), Mary-Kate Olsen finalized her divorce from French banker Olivier Sarkozy and she was spotted in NYC having dinner with businessman John Cooper, Gordon Ramsay is steamed after being diagnosed with arthritis, Jessie J has a new boyfriend with dancer and choreographer Max Pham Nguyen, Alec and Hilaria Baldwin dropped a bombshell -- they've welcomed their sixth child via surrogate

Page 46: We all get a bit snippy at times, but if you tend to fly into a rage, it's not good for your health or friendships -- here are some simple anger-management techniques you can do any time

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--you would say him paying rents it's not really the more lack of a plan for him to sit there.

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“ oh, haha... ” a default response to a very non-default situation –– a little post-show, barside rendez-vous with an older man who insists nour has been singing to directly to him the entire night. “ flirting ? i... ”

gentle eyes gloss over the banquet hall’s dimmed lights, bright smiles, flickering electric candles... “ . . . what’s that ? ” and then he’s off, gin and tonic in hand. three strides and it’s already half-drained. yikes.

or, alternatively : greetings loved ones!! my name is linc ( 21 / est / she/her ) and here is the ever so graceful, ever so unintentionally magnetic nour al-busiri! below the cut you’ll find a messy run-down. i am so excited to plot & write with all of you !!

( i’m scheduled for a tonsillectomy tomorrow so i’m gonna be so grateful for the distraction, y’all have no idea. )

if you want some great mood-setters for this beb’s backstory / insight into his soul, slap on some jacob collier, kevin garrett, or charlie burg ‘n let’s get cookin’ !

so this is all copy-pasted from a discord chat with devon bc i improvised nour’s entire life story over a span of... 10 minutes ?? bahaha pls enjoy i apologize in advance. ( i also put this in normal text size bc it is v long and i don’t want anyone hurting their eyes !! protect dem beautiful retinas <3 )

h i s t o r y .

his parents met in grade school in egypt, but then didn't reconnect until their masters studies crossed paths in london... immediately fell head over heels again ( had they been searching for one another in crowds since being 6-7 years old?? maybe... ). graduated top of their class, accepted job offers in london in the biopharmaceutical realm. but then. when nour was 3...

they were involved in a freak monorail accident on their way back from a science conference in amsterdam. the babysitter paid 80 quid to watch the kids for two nights became their sole protector in this world. british authorities had trouble contacting other kin, but managed to reach mr. al-busiri's mother, rashida, who was still living in dahab with her second husband, zaim.

the al-busiri's came from old money. so off nour goes ( and potentially his older bro if i decide he exists... potential wc with a rami malek fc tbh ) to live in the city which, unbeknownst to him, sparked his parents' storybook love.

so nour grows up in this like... picturesque seaside childhood. collects shells. bonds with his grandmother and her husband. they encourage him with school, etc. but he quickly shows that he excels at maths and... music? wow. that's unexpected. gets his first piano at 5. first guitar at 6. by 8 1/2, he's managed to hodge-podge together a little recording studio for himself in his bedroom, and he's constantly serenading his friends at school.

( death tw / illness tw ) then comes zaim's stroke. he lives for four months after, but he loses his ability to speak. his motor skills deteriorate. nour and his grandmother do their best to tend to him –– she's already about 40% down the macular degeneration path, but hasn't told him yet that her vision's going. so 10 y/o nour does what he does best: unconditional love and support, delivered through the gift of song. zaim dies after requesting his favorite song: 'blackbird' by the beatles, sung in verses alternating from english to arabic.

after, it's just nour and rashida against the world ( maybe his brother too bergorghre if i decide he's a thing ) . rashida's forced to come clean about her vision the day she can't for the life of her find the bloody pen she just put down so she can finish signing off on nour's choir trip permission slip. ( it's right next to her, to her left, just out of her closing field of vision. ) things progress more rapidly after that. by the time nour's 16, his grandmother is legally blind. it's not an uncommon sight to see him at the markets or strolling along the beach with her on his arm. she refuses canes as long as nour's around. ( “ don't rob me of my youth, nuri-nuri [ my light ] ” )

despite her growing dependency on him, she encourages him to apply to unis all over the globe. by the time college apps roll around, nour is somewhat of a local household name: he plays summer concerts, coffee shops, and is even asked to play at his teacher's wedding ceremony –– and his neighbor's cat funeral.

acceptances roll in. julliard. berkeley. chicago school of music. he chooses chicago, because there's someone there. someone he connected with online a few years back, a friend, but... could turn into something more. this hopeless romantic heedlessly ventures off to find out if this boy in chicago might... be someone. something more.

spoiler alert: he gets to chicago, starts music school. and each meet-up they set? gets pushed. sometimes it's traffic. a cold. transit trouble. can't get work off, sorry. things with ma are really tough. the excuses kept coming but... nour's naive. he believes every word. but in his second year of uni, things....... start getting suspicious. by chance, he spots this man in the window of a coffee shop downtown. overjoyed, he texts as much. but ... messages go read and unanswered. phone calls dwindle.

his music suffers. so does his muse. so much so that he's tempted to drop out, to throw in the towel, to just...... go back home. he speaks with his grandmother each day on the phone. she's doing well, stop worrying, nuri-nuri, your uncle is taking good care of me. nour goes on dates. thinks about chicago boy. thinks about him a lot.

he's 20 when it happens. sat on a stage in a little dive bar, tuning his acoustic guitar for an opening number, and there. those eyes. he knows them.

they talk after the show, in the alley. share a cigarette. and it's almost like... maybe things are finally clicking. maybe this is finally their shot.

except chicago boy ( neil ) says they have to stop talking. that he had to just... see nour for himself. see that he's real. hear him sing, and... move on. nour doesn't buy it. pushes back. asks why the hell neil'd come out now only to slink back to the shadows. things get heated. neil yells. and the men... the men who hear and come running ? they think nour is the cause of it all.

( hate crime tw, violence tw ) how many kicks does it take to break to the center of a broken heart ? twelve. how many broken ribs does it take to immobilize a probably terrorist, dude ? four. shattered wrist. snapped ankle. broken arm. cracked skull. and neil scuttles off like nour's bad meat. bad blood. like he asked for this.

chicago school of music receives a call from weiss memorial three days later.

nour never gets his degree. he breaks his apartment lease. flies home after he heals, spends a year with his grandmother and uncle. just... creating. writing, playing, trying to fill that void with something. but then things with his uncle get heated. he wants to put his own mother in a home, sell the estate, pocket the cash. nour fights it, but he's got no legal bearing.

the nursing home concept never takes hold, though, because his grandmother's still sharp as shit and refuses to sign anything nour doesn't read first. eventually the uncle grows tired of fighting and stops trying, just... slinks back to his husband and keeps his mouth shut. nour's grandmother pressures him to go back to chicago, make that city wish he never left. take back his own story. together they work to find a live-in aide they trust. freshly 22, nour ventures back to the city that broke him.

he finds cheap housing, a gig. the malnati, seems legit. good money. good exposure. and then he meets @ryderxmms –– they form one night stand. when not scheduled for malnati banquets, you can find nour providing vocals ( and occasional keys ) in the dive bars / parties the band lands gigs at.

g e n e r a l .

nour creates like food and drink don’t exist, sunlight is an illusion, and all the human body needs for sustenance is sound. he can find his way around just about any instrument under the sun, but his main poisons are piano, acoustic guitar, and digital recording tools –– think jacob collier and you’re right on the money.

actually, i’m stealing a lot of jacob collier discography and pegging it as his creations. this kid’s got an experimental sound and loves it.

he grew up speaking english and arabic equally, but because he learned english in london and then continued in egypt, he does have a mild brit-arab accent. it’s v cute, i promise.

looks like he’d be a total lothario, yeah ?? but. he’s so shy ? so sweet ? get him on a stage and he’s shameless but plop him in a bar and eye him up and he’ll honestly just smile nervously and pretend you’re looking at someone else.

love languages : singing to his succulents and plants before his 5am morning runs. facetime calls at times least convenient for him, but most convenient for you. little notes written on napkins, smiley face doodles included. candy bars. lingering a little longer in doorways after saying hello, just to see you smile.

he’s got major water sign vibes. birthday comin’ up in march, woot woot !!

he often wears very simple statement pieces. he likes rings, crystal pendants, leather bracelets. soft tees layered with embroidered jackets, metallic blazers. somehow he pulls off mixed media and crazy prints that should never go together ? he just... is so easy breezy.

he often wears his hair wild ‘n curly, unless the gig he’s got mandates a more streamlined look.

falls in love.... 14 times a day ?? really.

has a scar across his left temple from the incident with neil. will probably write it off as a bike riding accident. ( he doesn’t know how to ride a bike. )

don’t let him cook ever, okay ?? unless you want him to literally do this.

pls come at me for all the plots ? i’m so open for all the things !!! y’all got me on discord, so feel free to slide on into my dms. i promise i will be so thrilled <3

#intro.#☼ –– gimme that afterglow ! inspo.

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