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BREAKING NEWS: The 2nd Season of Panty and Stocking anime is being produced by a new Japanese Animation Studio after Gainax

(Prepared by Marco Diaz / News Reporter of Disney XD News & Urban Streets / News Intern of The Equestrian Inquirer for OneNETnews)

LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA -- After a decade and a half from Season 1 in 2010... Studio TRIGGER, a prominent player in the Japanese anime industry, is making waves with its new animation studio and acquisition of the rights to Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt (PSG) from the now-defunct Gainax.

(Event Schedule Photo via Anime Expo website)

During a recent screening and anime panel by Studio TRIGGER, a reliable source obtained exclusively to OneNETnews, in partnership with Crunchyroll that a new anime project is currently in production. The event took place last Saturday afternoon (July 1st, 2023 at 1:45pm -- Pacific local time). The production reportedly includes a first trailer and key visuals.

Some may recall Anime News Network's previous expo coverage of a lost media context from an anime panel in 2022 at the Anime Expo, an annual event held inside the Los Angeles Convention Center (LACC).

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(via Studio TRIGGER Channel / YT Video)

This year's 50-minute anime panel at the 2023 expo will feature a re-screening of a teaser trailer to the public, followed by its release on YouTube the next day on Sunday (July 2nd, 2023).

The aforesaid anime has garnered a cult following for its blend of s*xu*l fanservice, crude language and adult humor. It is less likely to have a private lovemaking, chick magnet or both. While romance and attraction are present, the focus lies more on the comedic elements, including the characters' interactions with Miss Anarchy sisters and Briefers Rock. Action and adventure are also play a significant role in the series.

Looking beyond the current production of Season 2, Studio TRIGGER is actively brainstorming ideas for future seasons. The studio may greenlight up to 8 additional seasons or less, depending on factors such as hiring more Japanese and international freelanced animators and voice acting talent. However, the expensive nature of animation budgets and television broadcasting in Japan poses challenges during the production process.

The original anime was directed by Hiroyuki Imaishi at Gainax, with Masahiko Otsuka serving as the assistant director. Yo Yoshinari contributed concept art, Atsushi Nishigori handled the main character designs and Takahashi Taku composed the music with the TCY Crew. OneNETnews cannot independently verify the authenticity of these individuals.

(Shop Listings via Twitter PHOTO / PR for Studio TRIGGER)

To support the 2nd season of PSG, Studio TRIGGER has introduced online shopping merchandise through its official store, which was featured at this year's expo in Los Angeles, California, United States of America (U.S.A.). For viewers seeking an uncensored experience, Anime Theater-X (AT-X) television may provide the best option, as they cater to premium cable channels and paid online streaming services in Japan. Some international viewers do not really like the censored versions due to legal and personal reasons, catering to specific adult audiences.

(Digital Poster Photo via Hiroyuki Imaishi / PR for Studio TRIGGER)

Fans eagerly anticipate the upcoming airing of Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt (PSG) in Japan, with international releases, such as simuldubs on Crunchyroll for example, following several weeks later. The production of Season 2 is currently ongoing, immediately after the American anime expo event.

Crunchyroll is an affiliate broadcast firm on this Internet TV Station and News Organization of OneNETtv Channel & OneNETnews.

RELATED ARTICLE: [Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt has now greenlighted to Season 2 at the Anime Expo 2022 in Los Angeles City]

PHOTO COURTESY: Studio TRIGGER via Anime Expo 2023 BACKGROUND PROVIDED BY: Tegna

SPECIAL THANKS to Kwok-Wai Hanson of AniTrendz News Bureau and Missael Soto of KNBC-TV's NBC 4: Los Angeles for contributing a news tip!

SOURCE: *https://www.nbclosangeles.com/entertainment/the-scene-entertainment/la-anime-expo-2023/3180503/ [Referenced News Article via KNBC-TV's NBC 4: Los Angeles] *https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRAizecWL8Q [Referenced Explanatory YT Video via Saberspark - PSG could NEVER be made today] *https://natalie.mu/comic/news/531175 [Referenced News Article via Comic Natalie] *https://anitrendz.net/news/2023/07/01/panty-and-stocking-new-anime-project-by-trigger-in-production/ [Referenced News Article via AniTrendz] *https://4nn.cx/.199878 [Referenced News Article via Anime News Network] *https://animecorner.me/trigger-acquires-rights-to-panty-stocking-with-garterbelt-reveals-visual-for-new-anime-project/ [Referenced News Article via Anime Corner] *https://www.anime-expo.org/2023/06/19/trigger-panels/ [Referenced Event Listings via Anime Expo] *https://www.anime-expo.org/ax/schedule-2023/ [Referenced Scheduled Panel Listings via Anime Expo] *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Studio_Trigger *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gainax *https://trigger-global.ecq.sc/catalogsearch/result/index/?q=panty&trigger_catalog_sakuhin=1590 [Referenced Shopping Listings via TRIGGER Online Shop] and *https://desuarchive.org/a/thread/254362749 [Referenced Forum Discussion via 4chan's /a/]

-- OneNETnews Team

FINAL UPDATE (as of July 10th, 2023 at 4:30am MNL): Added as final for shop listings’ image at the Studio TRIGGER official store. Purchase responsibly, mga ka-Bandera.

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Module 10 Convention Post

In 2021 me and my brother attended our first comic con or anything like that and had a great time there. We did not do any cosplay or anything like that, but I did wear a My Hero Academia shirt with some of the main cast on it. I did have a small interaction with a little girl who complimented me on my shirt and I complimented her on her costume who I believe was supposed to be a princess, I can't really remember exactly just that this little interaction happened. I had not been in Ocala for a long time because I only moved here in the summer of 2020 with my family and knew about it because my mom was keeping tabs about the World Equestrian Center which was opening up around this time with this being one of, if not the first, events it would handle. I only went for the one day and it was close to what I was expecting it to be because I have seen photos of other events like this before. It was a small convention when compared to other notable ones like the conventions in New York or Los Angeles, but considering it was my first time attending one I was trying to take it all in. There was a few aisles, about 3 or so, with booths and stalls on both sides selling all kinds of items from figurines and artwork with characters on them from different anime to smaller items like keychains and pins with anime and manga characters on them. I bought a few items with the most memorable being a piece of artwork with one of my favorite characters from Naruto on it that being Itachi Uchiha. I also got a couple of necklaces that contain My Hero Academia characters like Bakugo or All MIght on them as well.

The vibe and energy around the convention was very lively and everyone was having a good time enjoying themselves there. There was also some famous actors there from the anime industry as well as other shows. One such person we saw and talked to was Kyle Hebert who gives voice to characters like Gohan from Dragonball Z and Dragonball Super, Escanor from The Seven Deadly Sins, and Sullivan the adoptive grandfather of Iruma from Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-Kun, and also Aizen from Bleach. We pretty much talked with him for a minutes just about things, I can't really remember what, but we tell him about our appreciations for his performances and that we are fans of his work. Another person we met up with was Neil Kaplan who we knew most as Madara Uchiha from Naruto: Shippuden and we pretty much had the same conversations with him, that we were fans of his performance of Madara and appreciated how well he performed his role. One person who we did not talk to was Johnny Yong Bosch because he was gone when we went to talk to the guests that were invited. Johnny played the main character Ichigo Kurosaki from Bleach and Lelouch Lamperouge from Code Geass. Johnny also played the black power ranger and the green power ranger in different power ranger series in the early 2000s or so.

Overall, I really enjoyed this convention and even though I did not go in 2022 or 2023, I do have some thoughts of going this year when it occurs on September 21 and 22 at the World Equestrian Center again. It was just a fun place where I could go and enjoy my fandoms with other who also enjoyed the same things that I do.

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Shanghai’s Back in the Saddle

Shanghai’s Back in the Saddle The brand-new Shanghai Juss International Equestrian Centre, located at the Expo Park in the Pudong New Area, is China’s first permanent professional equestrian venue. The venue boasts a nearly 5,000-seat, Olympic-spec main arena, along with amenities such as a live broadcasting center, a horse clinic, permanent stables, the International Horse Art Center, and an International Equestrian Academy.To get more news in shanghai china, you can visit citynewsservice.cn official website.

Thomas, a first-time visitor to Shanghai, was genuinely taken aback by the city and the impressive new venue. “It’s not a long time that China has been a host country, but it is growing really fast,” he said. “The stadium is amazing; I think it’s one of the best in the world. All the riders that came from Europe or America say it’s just something they’ve never seen before.”

The warmth of the audience also left a lasting impression. Even during runs that were not so good, the audience cheered for the riders. When Chinese riders took to the arena, the volume went up a few more notches. Four Chinese riders, including Olympic rider Zhang Xingjia, world championship rider Wang Yunjing, and Zheng Wenjie, competed. Twenty-four-year-old Pang Qinyu made his debut at the Shanghai event, placing 21st in the CSI5 international jumping competition in two phases on May 3. Pang, born in 2000 in Zhanjiang, Guangdong province, has achieved many successes in national equestrian competitions and aims to compete in the Los Angeles Olympics by 2028.

In May and June, Pang plans to participate in competitions in Madrid, Spain, and Cannes and Paris in France, aiming to earn points for the 2026 Nagoya Asian Games.

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LA Equestrian Center | Look At This!

Horse lovers flock from all over the region saddle up on horses at a 13,000-square-foot facility on the edge of Burbank, Glendale and Griffith Park. In this episode of Look At This, Desmond Shaw flies to the Los Angeles Equestrian Center.

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Horse Girl Kendall Jenner Took Bad Bunny on a Date Is Bad Bunny going full horse guy for his rumored horse girl girlfriend, Kendall Jenner?TMZ papped the occasional lovebirds on horseback Sunday at the Hidden Hills Equestrian Center in the greater Los Angeles area. In photos, Jenner could be seen snapping pics and videos of Benito, who sometimes rode horseback solo and other times, rode it behind Jenner. Sources at the Hidden Hills Equestrian Center told the outlet that they were on horseback for over an hour, including "one very romantic ride where he's behind her, holding on tight." As the shady tipsters made note, Jenner showed up in boots while Benito opted for Adidas sneakers. No wonder he let her take the lead! \u201cBad Bunny and Kendall Jenner spotted on a horse riding date in new photos obtained by TMZ.\u201d — Pop Base (@Pop Base) 1680595677 Of course, whatever is happening between these two is a source of great mystery for gossip bloggers, fans and ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends across the globe. In February, the evil Instagram account Deuxmoi shared a blind item about the pair, who were allegedly seen macking on each other "at a private L.A. club." The account added, "I have witnesses on the scene who saw her leave the club." Later that month, TMZ obtained pics of the two at Wally's in Beverly Hills, where she was seen on a double date with Hailey and Justin Bieber. At the time, it was all but confirmed she'd ditched NBA star Devin Booker. That same week, eagle-eyed Redditors spotted that Booker had unfollowed Jenner on Instagram as well as her friend Hailey, who'd been seen on that aforementioned double date.Related | Bad Bunny Appears to Shade Kendall Jenner's Ex in New SongThings between the two got weirder in March, when they made out in WeHo in full view of paparazzi and security guards. Sister Kylie Jenner was also seen out with them, confirming that the entanglement had progressed beyond "simple club hookup." He even dropped a verse on Eladio Carrión's "Coco Chanel" that seemed to be a slight at her ex, Booker. "I'm not a bad baby, that's a gimmick. But the Puerto Rico sun is warmer than the one in Phoenix." Booker, of course, played for the Phoenix Suns.Shading someone's ex boyfriend and then riding horses with her? It seems like we're at least approaching Instagram Official with these two. Photo via Robert Smith/Patrick McMullan/Getty https://www.papermag.com/bad-bunny-kendall-jenner-horse-2659736426.html

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Got some sketching done too 😋

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When you get locked out of the tack room at a show but you’re not done banding

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With multiple paddocks and turnouts, the Peter Weber Equestrian Center offers the best training facility for boarders. You can reach us at (310) 541-9487.

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Survival and Healing for a Survivor of the Las Vegas Shooting Thanks to a Mustang Mare

A Mustang gives the motivation needed to overcome emotional wounds from the Las Vegas shooting in 2017.

By Susan Friedland -  July 7, 2020

This one goes under a read-more because it’s long and because of the shooting details

“On October 1, 2017, Amélie Bellefille was standing in front of the stage at the Route 91 Harvest Music Festival in Las Vegas, Nev., when the largest mass shooting in American history occurred. Fifty-nine people were killed and more than 500 wounded. Luckily, she is a survivor of the Las Vegas shooting.

“I was under fire the whole time of the shooting, witnessing what I call a door opened to hell,” says Bellefille. “Unlike my friends, I froze the whole time.”

She thought she would die that night. Scores of people around her—just a few inches away—were seriously wounded, some fatally. Bellefille escaped the horror physically, except for bruises from panicked concertgoers trampling over her as they fled. Although her body was relatively unscathed, Bellefille was mentally devastated.

Volunteer therapists who work with military veterans offered counseling to the survivors of the Las Vegas shooting, and Bellefille began intense, full-time therapy for post-traumatic stress disorder. She is still in therapy today but is now navigating a healing path with the help of a gentle Mustang who selected her from across an adoption facility corral fence.

Horses and Healing

“During the therapy, I was not inclined to talk to anyone,” says Bellefille. “My trust in humans was ruined. How could someone do this to innocents?”

However, one of the therapists, Johnny Urrutia, a cowboy from Idaho who is an Eagala-certified equine therapist (a therapist trained to use horses for psychotherapy), guided Bellefille to share her feelings with a special mare.

“We had to go away with the horse and talk to it,” says Bellefille. “Say whatever was on our heart. I had this big gray mare, Eva. She was kind and sweet, like a tall angel. I started shaking, and tears poured out of my eyes. I told her everything that happened and how I felt: guilt, anger, fear, pain, disappointment in people. Johnny immediately saw that I opened up at this moment.”

Confiding in a horse came naturally to Bellefille, as horses figure prominently in her culture and personal history. She grew up in the Loire Valley of France, home to castles, vineyards, Renaissance gardens and Cadre Noir de Saumur, the traditional riding school of France.

As a child, Bellefille started riding ponies and grew as an equestrian under the instruction of a four-star endurance trainer as well as classical instruction from a Saumur Cadre Noir trainer who has remained a close friend.

She bought her first horse—an “opinionated” black off-track mare—followed by an Arabian/Boulonnais cross, a breeding combination favored by the French cavalry. When Bellefille left France to study at the University of California, Los Angeles, her black mare was retired to green pastures at her mother’s home, and Bellefille’s second horse was sold to a dressage riding school. Saying goodbye to her horses broke her heart, but she didn’t have the necessary funds to ship a horse (or two) to Los Angeles.

Mustang Motivation

During her second therapy session, Johnny suggested that owning a horse again could be a good thing—a reason to keep moving and build trust. Bellefille took his words to heart. An intriguing horse from the therapy program had captured her interest.

“In the barn, there was a chestnut mare with a weird freeze brand on her neck,” she says. “She was a Mustang. I had no idea we could adopt these horses. In Europe, Mustangs are wild animals. Legends. The unreachable horses. The ones that cannot be gentled.”

So she began researching Mustangs. In April 2018, a special Mustang became Bellefille’s “guardian angel and savior.” She would eventually name the mare Kara after one of the Valkyries, a female creature from Norse mythology who would walk over battlefields and determine who would live and who would die.

“I figured this name fits her well,” says Bellefille. “After my traumatic experience, I was given the gift to have a second chance in life.”

She says that she didn’t pick Kara, Kara picked her.

“She was untouched in a pipe corral at a Mustang TIP [Trainer Incentive Program] training center, waiting for her turn to be gentled.”

According to Kara’s records, the mare was born in a facility after the Calico roundup in Fallon, Nev., and moved around from facility to facility until she was 7 years old.

Approach and Retreat

When Bellefille arrived at Wild Horse Ranch Los Angeles, run by Mustang TIP trainer Kate LaCroix, a little bay mare quietly stared at her as soon as she got out of her car. The horse had never had human contact except from the tight chute where she received medical care and hoof trims.

“That’s the one I was thinking about for you; I named her Noël,” LaCroix told Bellefille.

LaCroix showed Bellefille how to approach a wild Mustang with the approach-and-retreat method.

“I went in the corral and the mare was in a corner,” says Bellefille. “I made her move a bit and started to get closer and closer. Kate told me to try to give her hay from my hand, avoiding eye contact and turning my body slightly so I didn’t threaten her. Little by little, the mare came and grabbed a few pieces of hay from my hand. It was magical.”

Next, LaCroix moved Noël to the round pen to see how she would react in a larger environment. She asked her to trot and canter so Bellefille could see her move.

“She then asked me if I wanted to give her the carrots I brought,” says Bellefille. “After a few tries, the mare settled and stopped running away from me. Without looking at her, I placed a carrot in my hand and waited. A couple seconds later, she took a step toward me, elongated her neck from far away, grabbed a piece of the carrot and ran away. It was magical.

She trusted me a bit. I tried again minutes later. This time, the mare took two steps toward me, grabbed the carrot and stayed while eating it, looking at me. I broke into tears.”

LaCroix cried, too.

“Little by little, I touched her nose,” Bellefille says. “The mare stayed close for a while, and I went away, taking a break from all these emotions. While I was walking away, she watched me the whole time. I think she knew. We both knew. I was a broken mess at the time. I didn’t trust anyone. I went through a difficult traumatic event. That’s what led me to get a horse. In this case, that’s what led me to get this Mustang. I knew at that moment she was the one. She picked me.”

This survivor of the Las Vegas shooting credits her horse as the reason she is alive today.

“She didn’t have much trust in people and neither did I,” says Bellefille. “So we both bonded as a team immediately and worked together in trusting each other. It was hard. It was not as easy as a domestic horse. Any mistake from me, and she was throwing it in my face right away. A small tension. A small insecurity. A fear. Nervousness. Depression. She would let me know in a fraction of a second. She reads right through me and sees people for what we are. [Horses] feel the energies more than us. They are aware of every little thing around them. That is how they survive in the wild.”

Bellefille is looking to the future and believes Kara is going to love trail riding and be wonderful at dressage. However, she remains open to learning more and doing what her mare likes. Another future plan Bellefille possesses, which Kara will undoubtedly approve of: adopting a second Mustang.

“My Mustang really changed my life,” she says. “Kara has taught me so much about myself. She knows exactly what is going on inside me that I am not even aware of. She has forced me to be real and heal myself.”

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Title: Ride With Me (part seventeen) Fandom: Supernatural Timeline: 2008 Pairing: Dean x Reader Word count: ±4700 words Summary series: Y/N is a talented horse rider who is on her way to become a professional. In order to convince her father that she deserves the loan needed to start her own farm, she goes to Arizona for six months, to intern at a ranch owned by Bobby and Ellen Singer. Her future is set out, but then she meets a handsome horseman, who goes by the name of Dean Winchester. A heartwarming series about a cowboy who falls for the girl, letting go of the past and the importance of family.  Summary part seventeen: Unable to sleep, Y/N goes over last night’s events, until she gets an unexpected visitor. Warnings series: NSFW, 18+ only! Fluff, angst, eventually smut. Swearing, smoking, alcohol intoxication, alcohol abuse. Mutual pining, heartbreak. Crying, nightmares, childhood trauma. Description of animal abuse, domestic violence, mentions of addiction. Financial problems, stress, mental breakdown. Description of blood and injury, hospital scenes, character death, grief. Music: ‘After My Heart + Can’t Help Falling In Love’ - John Michael Howell. Follow ‘Kate Huntington’s Ride With Me playlist’ on Spotify! Please listen to this song during the scene, it’s so worth it! Author’s note: I’m excited for this one, y’all! Thank you @kittenofdoomage, @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish and @winchest09 for helping me. You girls are awesome betas and friends.

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     The bunkhouse is silent after a festive night. All the lights out, except for the one on Y/N’s bedside table. Sleep might have come limited the past week, but she isn’t ready to close her eyes just yet. The adventurous trail, combined with the unexpected news about her qualification has her riled up with excitement. 

     Not sure what to do with this new found energy, she has taken out one of her notebooks, which is filled with scrabbles. She won State Championships with a relatively simple floorplan, not wanting to overshoot, but if she wants to leave an impression with the judges at Congress, she needs to step up her game. Combinations between exercises will push up her degree of difficulty, so she decided to change a few lines. Working on her freestyle tonight wasn’t entirely according to plan, but who knows, maybe the tequila and beer will add some creativity.

     She has changed into a comfortable tank top and a pair of shorts, the soft fabric a contrast to the sandy denim she’s been clad in the past days. The temperature is comfortably warm, early October in Arizona much more like summer compared to the autumn days she’s used to in Maine.

     Strangely, she hasn’t been homesick for Freeport at all. She misses her mom and dad, her brothers, but after her time living on campus, she’s used to being away from family. Her father travels a lot for work, and Jaime, her older brother by three years, moved to the other side of the country straight out of the Police Academy, fighting crime in Los Angeles these days. Middle kid Jackson bought a house in Boston and is busy with his real estate firm, while her oldest brother, Jeff and his wife are expecting their first child. Y/N wouldn’t say they have grown apart, but now that she and her siblings don’t share a house anymore, things have changed. They’ve spread their wings, built a life for themselves.

     She checks her phone when a message from Jaime pops up, sending her a selfie in which he shows off his muscles, holding up a fist. ‘Show them what you’re made of! You’re gonna ace that ride!’ he added in the caption. She closes the text, scrolling down the list of messages from family and friends, until she finds one from Jeffrey, which is a little more lengthy. ‘Mom said I had to wait until Dad reached you, so I hope you got the news by now, otherwise I’m in trouble. Congratulations, Sis. You worked so hard for this. I’m really proud of you, and I know Grandpa will be cheering you on from above. You’re already a champion.’ She smiles at the sweet words; she should really give him a call next week.

     Redirecting her attention to the notebook in her lap, she picks up her pen, sketches a new line, crosses it and bites on the pen cap, pondering. Marcel, her trainer at the Freeport Equestrian Center, helped her with the first version. She could get in touch with him tomorrow, she’s sure he will be willing to shed a light on what she has so far. Distance will be an issue, though, and with time being of the essence since it’s only fifteen days before they head towards Columbus, Ohio, where Congress is held, she has to take a different approach.

     What if she asks Dean to help her with the freestyle, or even to come with her to the show? He has helped her a couple of times during training and she appreciates his approach. His suggestions and tips paid off; his methods really seemed to work for both her and Meadow. The head wrangler knows Y/N and her horse well enough to offer advice in bringing out their best qualities, she just hopes he’s up for it. After some drinks, Dean didn’t stick around long. When she asked Jo where he went, she said Dean offered to do the final feeding round. Y/N thought about following him, but didn’t want to draw attention from the rest of the crew; them both gone would’ve raised suspicion and she doesn’t want to put him in the spot of having to explain himself.

     When Y/N noticed his absence, her stomach made an unpleasant flip. The uneasy sensation remained the rest of the evening, not evident, but brewing nonetheless, and it had nothing to do with the alcohol. She wonders if something has changed, maybe. That coming home to the ranch caused Dean to reconsider. Why else would he distance himself?

     Doubtful, she takes a breath, her mind going places she’d rather not be. Still missing a steady foundation for them to start building a relationship on, doubt surfaces again. Deep down she’s scared that the cowboy might back out, which would cause heartbreak she’s not sure she can handle. She cares too much already, she’s too far gone. Y/N is passing the station of just being in love with Dean; it’s growing into something even more.

     Before her thoughts can spiral further, there’s a soft knock on the door. The kind that is soft enough to not wake her had she been sleeping, but loud enough for her to hear if she wasn’t. She slides out of bed, rises to her bare feet, careful not to bump her head against the top bunk like she has so many times already, and crosses her room. When she opens the door, she finds the man who has been on her mind on the other side, locking his green eyes on her. She’s pleasantly surprised to see him with it being past 11 PM already; she expected him to be in bed long ago after the exhausting past few days.      “Hey, what are you doing u--”

     He doesn’t let her finish and bridges the few feet between them, cupping her face with both hands and pulling her into a kiss. After the initial shock, which only lasts a fraction of a second, he can feel her lashes brush against his skin as she closes her eyes and melts into him, allowing him to deepen the connection. Her response takes away the restlessness that weighed on his chest like a chunk of concrete, ever since the thought of her leaving arose.

     They step into her room far enough for Dean to kick the door shut, preventing possible eavesdroppers from tuning in, his mouth never leaving hers. Instinctively, her arms snake around his torso, tracing the lines of his strong back through the fabric of his shirt. There’s a desperation in his touch that’s new to her, the way he longs for this connection is different. Eventually, he breaks the kiss and she studies him when he rests his forehead against hers. His eyes stay closed for a little longer, holding on to the moment while his hands slip from her face. 

     He didn’t want to steal a few seconds while surrounded by the crew, he didn’t want to get in line to give her a quick hug or a peck on the cheek. No, he needed to be with her, just the two of them without restrictions.

     “What was that for?” she wonders.      “Just wanted to congratulate you.” He smiles, trying to mask his concern, and sweetly presses his lips on hers again. “Personally.” And again. “Privately.” And again.      She giggles, triggering him to chuckle as well. He moves his head back to take her in.      “Congratulations, Yankee,” he says, genuine. “You earned it.”      “Thank you,” she smiles, still slightly confused. “Where’d you go earlier?”      “Someone had to feed those poor starving animals,” he jokes. “And since Bobby already had a few whiskies, and Garth is an absolute light weight, I took one for the team.”

     He was quick to take the final feeding round, not just because he was the last man standing. Doing one last check, giving the horses their hay for the night, making sure the stables are shut properly, locking up the tackroom and the cafeteria and eventually the large barn doors after switching off the lights; it offers him peace of mind. It’s a daily routine, a recurring series of actions, done so 365 days a year. Ensuring everything is exactly the way it’s supposed to be in the place where he lives and works, grounds him when he’s feeling restless. It gives him a moment alone, the horses his only company, allowing him to think things over and collect himself again. Tonight was no different, because even though he was relieved Y/N’s father wasn’t the bearer of bad news, Dean felt disturbed with his initial response. For a good few minutes, he thought he was going to lose her, and the anxiety it surfaced was much more intense than he anticipated.

     Y/N keeps watching him as the cowboy is lost in thought. He’s trying to be funny and cute, but that’s not all there is to it; his eyes tell a different story. He kissed her a little too fierce, pulled her in a little too tight. Something is bothering him, and although she doesn’t want to force him to talk, she needs to know what it is before she loses her mind herself.      “What’s wrong, Dean?” she asks, softly, moving her hands up his chest.      “It’s nothin’,” he assures, shaking his head.

     But when the concern remains evident in her expression, he sighs. He doesn’t want her to worry, or think it’s something she’s done. If anything, she’s been absolutely perfect. God, she’s so patient. Even though she needs him, she offers him space. Expressing how he feels might be terrifying, it’s about time he’s fair with the woman who’s willing to wait.      “It’s just that, uh - when your dad called, he… he sounded pretty serious,” Dean admits, looking down. “I thought something might have happened with your folks or somethin’, and that you...”      He pauses, struggling, but Y/N knows enough.      “You thought Dad was going to tell me to come back,” she realizes.

     Suddenly his behavior makes so much more sense. His complete change of demeanor when he approached her table in the saloon after receiving the call, him seeming as nervous as she was when she picked up the phone. The sigh of relief when she told him and Jo the great news, his disappearance from the celebration at the saloon. Dean thought he was going to lose her, and apparently it scared him. Y/N is as stunned by the realization, as she is by the confirming nod he gives her.

     “Well - I mean - it could’ve been, right?” he says, shrugging his shoulders almost apologetically, like he’s not allowed to be worried about a presumption as such.      “I’m twenty-four, Dean. I’m not going anywhere unless I want to,” she reminds him, hoping to offer him some consolation.      “Glad to hear it,” he responds, his hands moving to her waist as he restores eye contact. “‘cause I’d hate to see you go.”

     Heartfelt, the beautiful girl in his arms smiles. She seems to understand the weight of his words, because she crosses her wrists behind his head and urges him to come closer. Dean’s heart swells in his chest when she brushes her lips against his, tentatively at first. His mind calms, the nerves subsiding. Not only is she staying, she also understands what’s going on in his head, and in a strange and unexpected way, it’s kind of liberating. Not having to pretend and put on a mask, not having to convince anyone that everything is fine. He’s gotten so used to telling people he’s okay, the words to express himself prove to be hard to grasp. Who knows, maybe one day he’ll get the hang of it.

     Dean’s mind goes blank when she deepens the kiss, swiping her tongue against his bottom lip. Her arms close around his neck a little tighter, holding him so close he can feel the warmth coming from her skin. She smells amazing, the scent of her shampoo still lingering in her hair, a sweet smell of a flower he can’t name. He presses his fingertips into her flesh, carefully shifting them under the hem of her tank top, even though he knows very well that he shouldn’t. It isn’t going to take long before he will not be able to stop himself.

     She feels him trace her sides, rolling up the fabric of her top as he does so. Normally she would be self-conscious about it, but when she parts from him when running out of air, all she sees in his eyes is adoration and want. Both seem to be waiting for each other, unsure if they should take this further. Afterall, considering what they agreed on, this would be a poor execution of taking things slow.

     Without breaking away from her gaze, his left hand travels down, following the curves of her hips. He adds pressure, gently pulling her against him. What she feels through the denim of his jeans has her eyes grow wide. A delightful tension starts to tangle up in her stomach, sinking deeper. Somewhat surprised that she apparently has this effect on him, she takes in a shuddering breath, gazing deep into his eyes. God, she wants to go there, but is he willing to as well?      “Are you sure?” she checks with him.      Dean doesn’t have to think twice and nods. To hell with it, he’s not going to waste another second.      “I want you,” he breathes, his voice husky.

     It’s all she’s ever wanted to hear him say. It might not be the confirmation of their relationship she’s been hoping to get eventually; it’s better. He wants her. He wants her.

     Free from restraints, she crashes her lips to his and Dean doesn’t hesitate to return the kiss with the same need. All the question marks, the doubt, the thoughts along the line of ‘what if it goes wrong?’ and ‘maybe we shouldn’t do this’ go right out the window.      It wouldn’t matter if they waited longer, because if that wake up call taught the cowboy anything, it’s that together or not, it would tear him to pieces if she were ever to leave the ranch. If he’s going to spend this time with her, he better make it worth her while, and maybe, just maybe, she’ll stay with him in the end.

     Eventually, his mouth leaves hers and begins to descend, his breath tickling her skin as he ghosts down her neck. Willingly, she rolls her head to her shoulder, offering him space to leave marks on her pulse point, then down her collarbone. The hint of delicious pain has her fighting back a moan, which proves to be challenging, especially when his hands roam down to cover her peach-shaped behind. Trying to distract herself and be useful at the same time, she begins to unbutton his plaid shirt, his touch momentarily interrupted until the piece of clothing falls to the floor in a puddle of blue, soon followed by his white undershirt.

     Before Dean urges her closer again, he drags the only chair in the room away from the small table by the window, sitting down and pulling her with him. The wood underneath them creaks when she settles in his lap, her bare knees on either side of the cowboy, holding herself up and leaning into his bare chest. The denim of his jeans stretches over his erection, rubbing against her core. The sheer thought of a few layers of fabric being the only barrier between him and her, sends a surge of heat to dampen her panties. Thank God she chose the lace ones earlier after her shower, the ones she can only wear whenever she’s not spending her day in the saddle. She wonders if he can tell how aroused she is already.

     Dean can. He can feel the warmth radiating towards him and he can feel himself growing even harder, too. His breath hitches and he stifles a groan when she rolls her hips, burying his face in the crook of her neck. Ho-ly shit. This might not be how he originally imagined their first time, in this tiny room with thin walls, this one chair and a bunk bed, but it feels so good. He has enveloped her in his arms, his hands roam her body, not leaving a square inch unattended. Without tearing the seams, he pulls the strap of her loosely fitted tank top over one shoulder, the material shifting down. His fingers then reposition to cup her breast, all while he presses kisses on top. When he moves his thumb over her stiff nipple, she pulls in an audible gasp.      “Sssh…” he hushes. “Wouldn’t want to wake the neighbors.”

     Y/N can’t help it, though. The friction she feels beneath her, combined with the touch of his mouth and his fingertips, is already beginning to build her up. She begins to pant, her lungs pushing out air in quivers. Dean doesn’t stop, however, and continues to knead her breast without hurting her, smothering the sounds she makes with another breathtaking kiss. His other hand has snaked around her waist again, splayed on the small of her back now, spurring her on to move against him. Good God, if he keeps this up, she might come undone without him even actually touching her down there.

     The chair creaks louder when she moves against him, triggering Dean to cringe. The old furniture is either going to break or wake everyone in the bunkhouse, and so he pulls Y/N flush against him and stands up. Without missing a beat or breaking the kiss, she folds her legs around his waist as he walks her to the bed. Laying her down and fitting himself on top turns out to be a little more difficult than he thought it would be, the bunk bed limiting his space, but after some shimmying, he manages.

      He hovers over the woman he’s about to be intimate with, mesmerized by the sight of her laying underneath him, her chest heaving, her eyes lustful. She’s the definition of gorgeous without even trying. Dude, how the hell did you manage to hold back this long?

     The trail of kisses he presses on her stomach has Y/N arching her back, her eyes closed in delight as he travels down. Gently, he opens her legs a little wider, feather light touches electrifying her skin, sending currents towards her center. His hands leave her then, teasingly letting her wait in suspense. She listens, trying to pick up on any sound of him breathing or moving, her senses operating on full capacity. He’s testing her patience like he has done for the past few days. A chill runs down her spine as seconds tick by, but then Dean palms her heat through the fabric of her shorts. She bites her bottom lip at the unexpected connection, her fists clenching the comforter and a moan escaping her throat. This is happening. This is really happening.

     Y/N feels him tracing the waistband of her shorts, before hooking his thumbs underneath the hem. He’s about to drag them down and move in, when they hear a door handle being pushed down. Her eyes shoot open in time to see Dean jerk back and sit up startled, hitting his head hard against the top bunk. The collision of his skull with the solid wood creates a loud bang, followed by a strangled groan. He curses through gritted teeth, trying to make as little noise as possible, while outside the room a door shuts. Horrified, they both stare at the other end of the room, not moving a muscle as shuffling footsteps cross the hall, opening another door and closing it again. A toilet seat is lifted up, the person whistling to himself softly. There can be only one person who needs encouragement to relieve himself: Garth.

     “For fuck’s sake,” Dean hisses.      Y/N is unable to stop a snort, sniggering silently, even though she tries not to.      “You okay?” she checks, trying to sound concerned. Not very convincing, apparently, because Dean shoots her a glare, while rubbing the sore spot on his head.      The toilet flushes loudly and obscenely, triggering the woman underneath him to giggle unstoppably. When he shushes her, frantically holding his finger to his lips, it achieves the opposite, causing him to break character as well. Doing their best to keep it down, she clasps her hand over her mouth while Dean presses his lips together, trying to compose himself.      “You need to be quiet,” he whispers.      “I c-can’t”, she hiccups, tears streaming down her cheeks.

     Garth heads back to his room, either sleep walking or he’s deaf, because he doesn’t pick up on any of the action happening on the other side of the hall. His door closes, the springs of his bed creak as he gets back in, and silence returns.      “Would you stop?” Dean chuckles, poking Y/N’s side when she fails to control her laughing fit.       “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” she returns, struggling to keep it down. “How’s your head?”      “It’s alright,” he claims, ignoring the slight bump when he runs his hand through his hair. “Moment’s gone, ain’t it?”

      She wipes the tears from her face, breathing in now that she’s capable again. Comforting, she reaches for his hand. As much as she would like to continue, the circumstances aren’t exactly ideal. Their first time together shouldn’t have to be clumsy and uncomfortable, in a bed that’s too small in a room with paper thin walls.       “Rain check?” she proposes.      Dean leans in to leave a kiss on her lips. “Rain check. ‘Sides, wouldn’t wanna have to hold back because you can’t keep it down.”      She pokes him in his stomach now. “Don’t get cocky.”

     Dean scoffs, sliding from the bed without hitting his head this time. Grinning mischievously, he turns around, pulling her to her feet as well. The cowboy takes a second to really look at her again, glad to notice the lack of insecurity in her composure. Her hair is messy, strands escaping the loose bun at the base of her neck, ready for bed in her pajama shorts and a comfortable top. She could have felt self-conscious in this situation, especially since their moment together came to an abrupt and slightly awkward end. But she isn’t, she feels at ease when she’s with him. A small smile forms on the cowboy’s lips.

     “You should get some sleep. We’ll skip the afternoon siestas, now that the temperatures are droppin’, so we’ll start an hour and a half later tomorrow. I figured you might wanna train Meadow first thing in the morning?” he suggests, picking up his shirts from the floor.      Y/N agrees, glad that she’s being given the space to focus on Congress. “Dean, about that…”      He glances back, patiently waiting for the follow up.      “I was wondering if you could maybe help me out with my freestyle?” she asks, a little shy.      “Yeah, of course,” the head wrangler responds without hesitation.       “Great,” she breathes, relieved. “And there’s this other thing.”      Dean steps closer, laying his shirt and flannel over his shoulder so that he has his hands free and can lace his fingers with hers. “What is it?”      “I was hoping you could coach me,” she says, looking up at him. “Not just at home, but when I have to compete in Columbus, too.”

     Humbled, he gazes back, the corners of his mouth curving up. Coaching such a skilled rider as Y/N would be an absolute privilege, and with the trainers he knows she’s had, he’s surprised she’s asking him. Sure, the connection they have personally is there on a much more professional level as well, but they are talking Congress here, the biggest show of the year, and possibly the most important one of her career. Apparently, she has as much faith in his abilities to guide her as he has faith in her talent.        “It’ll be my pleasure,” he states.      “Really?” Y/N responds, thrilled.       “Hell, yeah,” Dean says, excited. “I’ll have to check with management if I can get time off for Congress, but I have plenty of days left. Plus, I think Ellen is kinda rooting for us.”      She chuckles, but then does a double take. “Wait, what? Ellen knows we’re together? I - I mean, not together together, I get that we’re not an item--”      “-Ellen knows,” he grins, squeezing her hand when he interrupts her nervous train of words. “I think basically everyone knows by now, except Garth and Bobby.”

     A little uneasy Y/N glances from their hands up into his eyes. Wait… Is she reading too much into his words? He didn’t correct her when she used the term ‘together’. Why didn’t he? Is he worried he might upset her again? If anything, she doesn’t want to push him to oblige to something he’s not ready for.      “Dean, I know we just… I didn’t mean--” She pauzes, collects herself and starts over. “I know you’re not ready for a relationship and that’s fine, we had that conversation already. I’m not trying to rush you.”      “You’re not rushin’ me,” he assures, calmly. “I just needed a wake up call in order to pull my head out of my ass.”      The woman before him hesitates, “W-what do you mean?”

     The wrangler wets his lips, taking a second to choose his words carefully.       “When your old man called, for a minute I thought you were about to hop on a plane and that I was never gonna see you again,” he admits. “And - uh, it kinda freaked me out, to be honest.”      He huffs, barely able to believe what he’s about to say.      “I’m not gonna keep you waitin’ any longer, Yankee. I know I said I want you, earlier, but truth is…” 

     Y/N watches him glance down at their hands again, running his thumb over her knuckles. Nerves close off her throat, because she has a hunch that he’s about to break it to her; he doesn’t want the commitment. 

Tears begin to prick in her eyes, but not from laughter this time. She knew it was going to be difficult to get close to him. Dean keeps to himself, probably because he cared too much in the past and learned his lesson the hard way. The possibility of her leaving spooked him today, and now he’s done. He doesn’t want to risk that kind of heartbreak, he doesn’t want to rely on anyone. Dean Winchester would rather fill his world with a hundred shallow and meaningless flings than with one solid partner, and this is him setting her free, before things get out of --      “I wanna be with you.”

     Her racing mind, which was breaking the speed limit, hits a brick wall. Shocked, she pulls her eyes away from their entwined fingers, gazing at him almost dumbfoundedly. Did he just say he wants to be with me?      “W-what?” she stammers.      “I mean, if you’ll still have me,” Dean adds, a little unsettled by her response. “Look, I know I’m not exactly an open book and that I behave like a dick sometimes when you try to get through to me. I’m stubborn as hell and my communication skills need some work—”

     Now it’s Y/N who cuts him off for a change, closing the gap and kissing him passionately. He eases into her, smiling against her lips and leaves a peck on her hair when she embraces him and buries her face under his chin. Relieved, he allows the breath he was holding to leave his lungs.      “So, what do you say?” he asks, cocking his head back slightly to be able to look her in the eye again. “Up for a challenge?”      “Are we talking about us training together for Congress, or us as a couple?” she checks, regaining her footing again.      Dean frowns and chuckles at that. “Both.”      She doesn’t need time to think. She knew the answer to this question long before Dean was ready to ask.      “Yes,” she beams. “Hell, yes.”

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Strata . Black Friesian horse, Kate Tova

I had the pleasure of painting Strata, a gorgeous Friesian horse, at the beautiful Los Angeles Equestrian Center. The painting is painted with oil on a hardboard

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William Shatner’s Charity Horse Show

Actor William Shatner joins us to talk about his Charity Horse Show and its mission to raise money and support local children’s and veteran’s charities. The event is happening Saturday, June 3, at the Los Angeles Equestrian Center.

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Straus House, Santa Barbara

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Straus House in Santa Barbara

Feb 25, 2021

Straus House

Wallace Neff – Hollywood’s Original Architect To the Stars!

Source: TopTenRealEstateDeals.com

One of the first architects for the Hollywood stars was Wallace Neff, who designed a number of Southern California’s most important homes including the Pickfair estate for Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks, the Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston of the 1920s. Pickfair was the first Beverly Hills celebrity mansion, the longtime hot spot for Hollywood’s movers and shakers, had the first residential swimming pool in Los Angeles, and was compared to the White House by Life magazine.

Although Pickfair was demolished in 1990, Neff had a long home-designing career from the 1920s until his death in 1982. He is often credited with creating the California style of homes with vaulted ceilings, courtyards, lush landscapes and lots of glass. Neff was a favorite of celebrities who bought his homes including Charlie Chaplin, Darryl Zanuck, Bob Newhart, Madonna and Diane Keaton.

One of his later designs was the Straus House built in 1970 for Macy’s department store heir Robert Straus. Restored, expanded, and modernized over a 10-year period, the Straus House is now for sale. Previously priced at $32.75 million in 2017, the listing agency has not yet publicized the new price, it is only available by request.

Eye catching with a black circular driveway paired against the stark white of the building, the Straus House is located in the small and highly regarded equestrian-and-seaside community of Hope Ranch in Santa Barbara County’s Montecito neighborhood.

Behind the stylized wrought-iron gates that open to a courtyard, the hacienda-style house spans 14,000 square feet in an “H” floor plan on one floor and big ocean views. The center section is a massive gathering room with a vaulted ceiling of floor-to-ceiling glass facing the Pacific with the Neff-designed raised fireplace.

There are five bedrooms and five baths divided between the two wings, a completely refurbished chef’s kitchen, a dining room with ocean views, theater, wine cellar, and a den with fireplace. One of the home’s most interesting features is the guest house that is under the back lawn’s first level, which leaves the view completely unobstructed. Many homeowners in Hope Ranch are horse owners who enjoy its 27 miles of riding trails.

Mr. Strauss had previously been living in a home in Bel Air that Neff designed in the 1920s, and they liked it so much that they hired him for their Montecito home. Almost 50 years later, the current owner worked closely with the Santa Barbara historical committee on all aspects of preserving the integrity of the design and inspiration of Neff’s work while simultaneously creating an estate of comfort and luxury.

Montecito, sometimes referred to as “Beverly Hills North,” has surged in both price and popularity in recent years, the hometown for big stars including Oprah Winfrey and Ellen DeGeneres. With its mild climate, world-class beaches and natural beauty stretching from the ocean to the mountains, Montecito has been a popular backdrop for the movie industry with over 1,000 movies filmed there since the early 1900s. According to local real estate agents, Montecito home prices have more than doubled in the last few years.

The listing agents are Weston Littlefield, Dalton Gomez, and Aaron Kirman of the Aaron Kirman Group at Compass.

Source: www.hoperanchhouse.com

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