#pear's bus tales

[pearatwar]

it took me 250 posts to realize i haven't made an introductory post (light tw!)

I'm (War)Pear! (he/they/any, pansexual, cis but i transcend gender as a concept)

Lore: I was born during a lonely lonely 2006 night in shitfuck-nowhere in Italy, and I live there to this day. I pretended to like poetry to impress a girl and now we're friends and I got into poetry for real! I talked about my feelings with my english teacher and I got sent to the psych ward and put on antidepressants.

Since I can't be bothered to make a second blog, I use this one for everything, from vents about sh and other TW worthy arguments to shitposts and reblogs about the last thing I saw on my dashboard, and I WILL say really inappropriate things because I'm super duper lonely

I have autism, diagnosed, but I stand with and for undiagnosed people. You're valid!

Stuff I like!

Technology and computers! (special interest! i even go to a school that specializes in that)

Videogames! Guilty Gear, roguelikes, and. uhm. league. of legends. *cough*

Talking. I need a listener

Listening. I need a talker

Music! My music taste is music except the music I don't like

Loathing my past!

Linguistics! I almost got a C2 english certification but I scored 199/200 for the score required for it on my C1 test so I only have C1

Bigots and other bad people DNI or I will bite you! /neg

Moots and everyone else please interact! I will bite you! /pos

More stuff down below because I hate it when long posts take up all my dashboard

F.A.Q.

Q. What's your favorite color?

A. I bet you can't tell. Yellow is a close second.

Q. What about your least favorite color?

A. Light blue. The kind of light blue you'd see in the color selection for Mii shirts on the Wii or 3DS.

Q. Why the obsession with pears?

A. I just wanted to find a quirky alias. I'll tell you the story sooner or later!

Q. What do you play games on?

A. An office laptop I put on steroids (a 16 GB RAM stick) and a Steam Deck (not OLED). I wish I was joking

Q. How often do you post? Do you have a schedule?

A. I post whenever I remember I exist or I have nothing better to do. You'll notice because if you have notifications on you'll get swarmed.

Q. Summer or winter?

A. I live in a seaside city but I HATE the beach. I HATE the sun. I HATE summer. Winter is cozy :]

Q. Relationship with your parents?

A. Love-hate. Next.

Q. Rank on League?

A. I don't play ranked! Ew!

Q. Other accounts?

A. uhm. uhh. erm. become my friend first! then i'll tell ya

Q. Relevant tags?

A. #pearblogging , #pearventing and #pear's bus tales are all personal tags that I will probably start to use more, not counting one-off quirky tags. I generally don't even bother with tags, because I'm too lazy and it feels CHEAPPPP

A2. i'm introducing #pear depths for deep posts that are not vents because i'm a really sappy

[felixcloud6288]

If I could have a day of pure hedonism, I would like to be in the company of a lovely lady with long flowing hair, a 6'5" muscular Amazonian, and a 5'11" dude with a thick beard and a dad bod.

Throughout the day, we'd be eating fresh garlic knots, grilled kebab, stir-fried vegetarian lo mein, celery sticks, crunchy apples, kiwis, soft pears, and mango smoothies.

We'd talk about the narrative themes of One Piece, mechanics of the human immune system, the mathematics of the multivariate Gaussian distribution, and the wonders of the C programming language.

We'd spend the morning brushing each other's hair and beard, then ride a bus to a goat farm where we can feed the adult goats and bottle-feed the kids. We'd then go biking along a shady nature trail and look at flowers. When we get back, I'd wash myself in a warm bubble bath. Then we spend the afternoon and evening playing Mario Kart, Monster Hunter World, and Tales of Berseria while relaxing on a bunch of soft couch cushions. Then we'd all fall asleep while talking about how much fun we had and cracking jokes.

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Days 5-6 – Tuesday/Wednesday, 30-31 May

Tuesday

We were up by 6am and at breakfast at 6.45 after leaving our cases outside our room for collection by the porters and stowage in our coach. 

We were told to be in the coach by 8am and that it would take about an hour to get to our destination.  In fact, it was closer to two hours with another 25-minute delay when we arrived for people to use the toilet.   I spent the time photographing a few birds and then our guide took us to the excavated ��nuraghe’ (new-rarg-ie) that was the purpose of our visit.   There are apparently more than seven thousand of these Stone Age villages across Sardinia but this is the best preserved and excavated.  It is also a UNESCO World Heritage Site. (We saw numerous others as we drove around in the following few days.)  They are mind-boggling epic engineering feats with a central tower and three or four defensive towers surrounding them, all made of huge stones, probably close to a cubic metre each, with built-in passages connecting all the structures together and allowing soldiers to move from one place to another very quickly.  They are thirty-odd metres high and are amazingly complex structures.  It astounds me how they could even conceptualise the architecture, much less build them.  They are surrounded by many village houses in a few different styles, all quite elaborate in themselves, and all dating back more than five-and-a-half millennia.

We climbed the ramparts and squeezed down into the belly of the nuraghe via lots of incredibly narrow and twisting stairs – probably designed to make an attack from outside virtually impossible, without the least regard for the needs and condition of the aged and infirm tourists who would one day wish to visit.  It was certainly a very difficult climb in and out again, but we all did it and survived to tell the tale. The whole intricate complex of towers and surrounding housing is quite phenomenal as well as being highly practical from a strategic or defensive perspective - really quite brilliant.

Back on the bus, we drove a short distance to a museum, constructed atop another excavated nuraghe with glass floors so we could walk around and look down at the structure beneath us.  There were also displays with quite a few artefacts that had been uncovered during excavation.  At least, we could walk around that one without risking life and limb climbing up, clambering over and squeezing through narrow rock passages.

Next stop was lunch at the Olianas winery, set in delightful gardens, where we were given a tour of the winery and then lunch, during which we tasted several of the family’s wines.  They were all very acceptable, but nothing I would call special.  Lunch consisted of several different cured meats and a few cheeses along with Sardinian bread – it accompanies everything here, but I am not sure how to describe it.  It is very thin flat bread, crisp and flaky, usually quite dry, but sometimes a little oily, and it goes with everything.

After lunch, we were back on the bus for the 'short hour’s drive' to our hotel – the short drive took three hours.  I think our tour leader must be having trouble with his watch.  For many reasons, we reckon he is well past his ‘use by’ date. (But he might well make a nice old grandfather as long as his charges were not too demanding.)

Driving in the countryside was very enjoyable though.  The outskirts of Cagliari were a bit dismal, but once away from the city, we saw a lot of colourful country with brilliant yellow broome flowers everywhere, red, pink and white oleanders, and swathes of wonderful mixed wildflowers along the edges of the road.  In town, and for a little while as we drove out, everything was blue with hundreds of jacarandas in full bloom, but once out and away, the colour was as prolific, but much more varied.  There are also huge banks of prickly pear beside the road and up the hillsides, all with hundreds of bright yellow flowers like plump fingers erupting from fleshy hands.  The fields were mainly filled with olive groves and wheat ready for harvest, but we had brought some rain with us so harvest will have to wait until the crop becomes strippable again.  The trees are quite varied, no idea what most of them are, but there are lots of cypress and pine of several species along with many other trees.  One species of tree that I did recognise was the cork tree.  Cork harvesting is an important industry here and we have seen some large groves of cork trees, often with piles of harvested cork under the trees.

Our hotel is quite wonderful.  It is set in bushland and surrounded by wonderful gardens.  There is a very arty feel about it, with paintings and sculptures everywhere.  There are many little niches set into the walls, both outside and inside the rooms, with lovely little artworks displayed in them all.  It is a really great place – but they badly need a sparky to do the place over.  A lot of the electrical appliances, power points and light switches simply don’t work.  We have reported a few from our room and some have been fixed, but more of them remain problematic and potentially quite dangerous.  There is a slightly quirky mood to a lot of the artworks in that chooks are a very obvious component in many of them – but very cute and quaint too.  The hotel was built by an art lover and collector, partly as a tribute to one particular artist and a potter and their delightful works are everywhere.

We were greeted on arrival with drinks, and once we were all settled in, we climbed up a very steep slope to a wonderful open-air bar overlooking the mountains and down into a very verdant valley (note the alliteration).  We were plied with lots more drinks and some tasty morsels for an hour or so, before heading back down the hill for a huge lavish dinner.  Heather got a ride down in a golf buggy with a couple of other women with mobility issues, while the rest of us walked.  She caught her toe on the bedpost at our previous hotel and it is very bruised and painful, and I suspect it is broken.  We are both struggling a little with the unaccustomed strenuous exercise but we will persevere – and we are by no means the worst of our fellow tourists.  My biggest problem is my hips that are quite painful and make sleeping difficult.

The meal was touted as a suckling pig and there was a huge fireplace in the corner of the restaurant with about five pigs on spits.  As fast as one was ready, it was passed through a sort of window to be carved and another took its place.  But suckling pig was about the fifth or sixth course and we were all declining more and more food and drink that the staff were trying to fill our plates and glasses with.  It was a huge meal, delicious but at least four or five times what we would normally eat.

The noise level in the restaurant was unbearable.  Everything seems a lot louder here than at home.  It is incessant and totally enveloping and at least twice as loud as we are accustomed to at home.  It got so bad late in the dinner that I started to become confused – almost overwhelmed by it – and I had to leave the restaurant and stagger up to our room where I zonked out completely.  I simply can’t cope with that level of noise for hour after hour after hour.

I woke up when Heather got back to our room and it was quite late before we both got to bed, but it had been a good event as an icebreaker with everyone more than a little happy and enjoying themselves.  Our group had a corner of the restaurant to ourselves, but there would have been at least another hundred guests or ring-ins enjoying the feast and shouting their lungs out in other sections of the area.

Wednesday

After such a huge meal, we were a little more restrained at breakfast time.  It was out on the terrace overlooking the spectacular gardens and the valley beyond, and there were dozens of things to choose from.  All cold cuts except for boiled eggs and toast – although I later discovered that you could ask for other things like scrambled eggs, but the wait was a bit long.

We then all piled into four 4WDs and set off for the mountains.  Two of the cars were very ancient LandRover ‘Troupies’ and they sat three across the back seat and squeezed four more of us in the rear section.  It was really pretty absurd.  They may have been suitable for teenagers who wanted the excitement of roughing it, but the seats were very narrow and too short to fit two bums on either side – as well as being too close together to allow us to straighten our legs.  Getting into the back was a big challenge with only a single wobbly broken stirrup to hoist ourselves in – they were extremely uncomfortable to say the least and we all came out of the experience with huge bruises, scratches and scrapes and other minor injuries. (More than a week later, Heather still has several huge, nasty-looking purple bruises that will probably still be evident a month from now.) It was a pretty cruel experience and totally inappropriate for older folks like our group.

To make it all worse, the tracks we drove on were perhaps the worst I have seen and we had a crazy driver who seemed to delight in finding the most intense teeth-chattering, spine-crunching ruts and potholes to crash down into and lurch out of.  It was agony, but at least we only had to suffer it for half the time because a couple of other hardy souls offered to swap with us halfway through the day.

The first place we went to was maybe ten or fifteen kilometres away, up the mountain to a clearing where they parked the cars and we climbed a couple of hundred metres with a guide who gave us some information, mainly relatively recent history, about the bandits, kidnappers and other brigands who lived in the mountains until the 1970s, when government incentives and police enforcement combined to encourage the criminals and murderers to join a more moderate society and the area is now regarded as quite safe.  Our guide also gave us a modicum of information about a few of the plants and trees in the area, but it still puzzles me why we had to take the bone-shattering drive and the strenuous climb when nothing was said that could not have been said just as effectively back in the hotel.  Nothwithstanding……

We returned the way we had come with an assurance that the next thirty or forty kilometres of road would be much smoother than the section where we had just had our bones rattled.  In fact, it was far worse – our tour leader really is a dummy and seems to have no idea.  He often has to ask our driver where we are going, how far it is and how long it will take – he amended his advice about how far it was to our hotel and when we would arrive on at least four separate occasions yesterday.

It was a frightful journey, a mammoth uphill climb, but we eventually arrived at a shepherds’ encampment.  It was in a huge natural cave and was well equipped with gas cookers and all sorts of other things that goatherds might need.  (It was also well-equipped in a very rustic way to capitalise on the whims of tourists and I suspect that tourism might well be their main source of income and keeping a few goats might be a sideline.)

We photographed a young kid and its nanny mother as well as a fairly uncooperative donkey, but in due course, a huge repast appeared and we ate wagonloads of food, including suckling pig, and disposed of many gallons of red wine.  It was an interesting day, far too much to eat and drink, but certainly a fascinating perspective of the mountain shepherds’ lives. In that regard, I think the 4WDs served their purpose well, but there should have been six vehicles instead of four, and the Troupies should have been updated twenty years ago.

I believe some stern injunctions were issued to our driver and he seemed much more in control of his driving and aware of his passengers’ fragilities on the way back to the hotel.  It was still a very rough and painful ride, but we arrived back at the hotel with minimal additional bruising.  We were on our own for dinner that night so we went down to the restaurant at 6.30 for dinner, only to find that it didn't open until 8pm.  In due course, we returned to enjoy another huge meal, this time around a corner of the restaurant from most of our party, so a little escape (and a little less noise) was very welcome.

[feather-dancer]

Trollhunters Fanfic Recommendations - Part 3

Somehow there is now a third one of these because I read far far too much fanfic and have no regrets about it. It’s with great pleasure I can also announce I’ve been digging around for Trans Jim fics and found some gems while I was at it that have been included below.

You can find Part 1 of my fanfic recommendations here!

And Part 2 here!

Plus one shameless plug for my own current fics.

General Trollhunters

(And you're my Arcadia.) - All you need to know is it’s Jilaire post Season 3 and one line in particular made me burst out laughing.

Bitter[sweet] - Sometimes the thing you need most is just a really good friend when your body plain sucks. Contains Trans Jim and is delightful.

the red book - Far beyond the humble days of Season 3 and after living beyond his human family and friends, Jim has started to forget who he was and that he was ever just a human kid.

The Halls of Arcadia High - When Strickler disappeared in Season 1, his absence was felt in many ways even in the form of a humble piano left un-played.

Not - Not!Enrique isn’t his name yet it’s what they call him anyway. An albatross reminding him of what was taken before he even had a chance to start.

On the Radio  - The final telling of the Janus Order.

Gay stories for Tales of Arcadia - Yeah I’m pretty sure you can guess where this is going, LGBTQ+ rep!

Through the Fires - There was a before time, one where Gunmar still roamed free and Deya had yet to be chosen let alone felled. These are the words of the humble witnesses of that war, from the changelings to the trolls who would oppose them.

Trollhunters: A Series of Disjointed Drabbles - This is so cute and fluffy I might just spontaneously combust.

Insomnolence - It is after the final battle and Jim has a lot of thoughts.

another tragedy - Anxiety is a bastard, it gives a lot of bad thoughts but sometimes there is a little bit of truth buried beneath it all and it whispers all about how you can keeping doing the wrong things for the right reasons. Season 2.

i will always hold you close (but i will learn to let you go) - Sometimes the hardest thing you can do is learning when to let go. Sometimes however, even when you want to they hold back even tighter. Season 2.

your eyes look like coming home - Toby has been the witness from the start of just how close Jim has been to death multiple times over and how Jim he is about the whole thing. It scares him how this time might be it, again and again. Season 2.

The Collected Tellings of Shigir and Other Changeling Folktales - I don’t actually know which category to put this under so I’m going the to heck with it route instead. Does exactly what it says on the tin for your Changeling lore needs, some of which will be off-hand mentioned or outright appear during the fantastic Terpsichore - The Comedy of the Danse Macabre - ACT I.

Please note: The main fic is Stricklake if that’s not your cup of tea, the folktales however can be enjoyed regardless.

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Stricklake

all that dazzling dawn has put asunder - The sequel to in my sleep i dreamed of waking, this is filled with delightful fluff, internal panicking and the joys of trying to explain how you’re a not and how that does not change the fact Strickler is still a was. Being a changeling in these strange after times are difficult even before the other baggage involved but at least you're still here to start.

Two Pisces in Alto Mare - When in Rome as part of a study trip abroad, you meet the most curious people sometimes and  by fluke or nature you may even do so more than once.

Filling The Gaps - Possibly a bit of an unusual mention but! These are little pieces of Fallout that were going on while our eyes were following elsewhere and boy it can hurt.

Rehearsals and DvD Bonus Features - Another from the home of Terpsichore - The Comedy of the Danse Macabre - ACT I which is being listed here because it does have Stricklake in it. Some things don’t make the cut with writing fanfic, either because the plot wandered off, it doesn’t fit right or it’s some backstory you haven’t quite figured out where it can be naturally brought up yet and in this case they’ve found themselves a home. Be warned, one particular chapter is explicit and has been marked as such in warnings in the chapter summary.

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Alternate Universes

(Un)Becoming - Not technically an AU in the conventional sense but I’m putting it under here anyway. It’s Unbecoming, as ever the road to hell is paved with good intentions but as Jim threw in the towel the storm that’s coming will not be stopped. However, what if others caught glimpses of a world that still had a human Trollhunter to defend it?

Steve the Kind - Steve became the Trollhunter but how the adventure unfolds differently than when Jim was at the helm might just surprise you. Very slow burn Steve and Jim that in a rather refreshing change doesn’t throw Claire under the bus for it to happen. Praise be.

31 Days in the Darklands - Strickmar that somehow kinda works?? It helps with Gunmar having the space to breathe outside of getting Morgana out and be more of his own character. Storywise, in order to rescue Jim from the Darklands Strickler broke a deal that would cost his own freedom and now has to somehow maintain a treaty between three very different factions all the while keeping his own neck intact. The intense distrust in changelings continues on to boot but hey, nobody said politics was easy.

Building Bridges - So Gunmar is distinctly of the more Eldritch variety with dream powers, the ability to easily see through lies for the true emotions and thoughts, Bular has the Insight as well to a lesser extent and everyone has somehow managed to hop onto Stricklander’s bandwagon of we must protect Jim Lake Jr. at all costs. Now the race is on as both sides try to sway the young Trollhunter to their way of thinking and the Trollmarket has no idea how dangerously badly they’re doing so far.

Lost Souls - A fic written in variable snapshots. Jim was kidnapped and changed by Merlin far earlier to be his Champion to ensure he did the “right thing” while Barbara in desperation to find her son falls into the hands of Morgana thus mother and son become enemies without even realising it.

Faithfully - Barbara died overseas and yet somehow Jim still managed to make his way back to Arcadia to become the next Trollhunter. This road is far harder for it as a seemingly homeless orphan though on the flipside he keeps on acquiring dads. Contains Trans Jim, timeline variable snapshots and I love it very much.

The Burning - There was a fire, it killed Barbara and Jim was thought dead as well. Nobody could have guessed the feral half changeling that is running around like a cryptid is the very much alive Jim.

Finding Daylight - Jim is a very low ranking changeling, terrified of Bular and his home amounts to little more than a spot in the woods. Things started to go pear shaped for him when he accidentally stumbled over Blinky and only more so when the amulet picks him after Kanjigar is felled. Tis not a kind world for a changeling child out there and he has nobody really to help watch his back until he stumbles on a potential maybe.

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The bonus shoutout for an excellent MSA fic   

A Sleep Like Death - Who wouldn’t want to go visit a tower you’ve inherited apparently and has haunted as all hell all over it? Not Vivi that’s for sure. Poor Arthur is just along for the ride and then things start to get really weird when they find it’s still occupied and thinks Arthur is his jailor.

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Best of Monaco

Monaco is  a small State that  sits on the breathtaking French Riviera and is headed by a crown Prince – the Prince of Monaco.  It severely lacks  in size but  certainly makes up for it in style and elegance –famously regognized as the world’s  most affluent country in the world endowed with a lavishness of nature. Kati has been there, partied with the rich and famous and has great memories of Monaco. Stretching along the French coastline, Monaco is flanked by France on one side and brushes the magnificent Mediterranean Sea on the other. This gorgeous and dazzling country is considered the most glamourous stretch of land in Europe.  Home to hundreds of the wealthiest personalities in Europe, Monaco is one of the affluent destinations preferred by casino lovers and gamblers. Renowned for its lavish and sumptuous lifestyle, this spectacular country also plays host to some fantastic natural scenery, brilliant old-school architectural landmarks, and unbelievably captivating tourist attractions. One exciting attraction you will notice when you visit is the steep, rugged promontory overlooking the Mediterranean sea, nicknamed "Le Rocher." (the Rock). On the same note, Monaco is not all about nature; it is also known for its extravagance, gambling, fine things, car racing, and romantic fairy tales. Even though words are not enough to describe the alluring beauty of Monaco, let's have a look at a few cities that you should consider while planning your trip to this trendy country.

  Beautiful places to visit in Monaco

Monaco-Ville (Le Rocher)

With a name that is similar to its country, Monaco-Ville city-state lies on a coastal peninsula stretching jutting towards the Mediterranean Sea, filling itself with a spectacular, endless nostalgia. Also known as "The Rock." Monaco- Ville is a town where you can get to feel the various medieval remnants that uphold Monacos's fascinating and majestic history. This historic town gives you a chance to stroll through the ancient pedestrian streets and alleyways giving you a perfect aura of the Old Town. As you awe-inspire yourself with the beautiful architecture, be sure to pass by the Prince's Palaces, also know as "The Palais Princier.". This magnificent fortress was used as the official residence by the Grimaldis family. Make sure you check out Place du Palais, a ceremonial site with palace guards, and be mesmerized with spectacular guard changing shift performance. Besides that, you can explore the St Nicholas Cathedral - a Roman church where you will find Monaco's ruling family's remains. Other notable attractions  comprise; “Princess Grace Botanical Garden|,” “The Museum of the Chapel of Visitation,” and “François Grimaldi Statue.” You can check out these hotels  Le Meridien Beach Plaza, Columbus Hotel Monaco, and  Hotel de France for accommodation.  

Monte Carlo

Renowned for its fantastic climate, Monte Carlo is one of Monaco's must-visit destinations. This city-state is dotted with numerous casinos and prides itself on having the only public beach in Monaco. For the best experience, start by visiting the Napoleon Museum, which showcases antiques that belong to Napoleon I, a French Emperor. As you hop from museum to museum, you will be treated to some fascinating views of authentic ancient and modern architecture covered with some beautiful sculptures and mural paintings. Visit the popular  Opera de Monte Carlo ("Salle Garnier") for a taste of French musical performances. Sports lovers must visit the famous F1 Grand Prix circuit for some perfect –picture moment. Be sure not to forget your camera. The Casino de Monte Carlo is another great  attraction that you shouldn’t  miss. Thanks to its heritage, iconic decor, and a vast array of table games and slot machines, the Casino de Monte Carlo tends to entice global clients. This renowned Casino has been renovated over the centuries to get to where it is right now. Even though we do not encourage gambling, you have to visit this iconic Casino for a perfect Monte Carlo experience.

  Café de Paris

Café de Paris is adjacent the Casino de Monte Carlo, sitting on an open terrace with a beautiful ambience, where you can see and be seen quite openly while in Monte Carlo. It’s a riveting place to be any time of the day, with the sun kissing on your chics at dawn, and  warm rays caressing your back at dusk.  The urbane café has slot machines on the outdoor terraces, for the smokers. Smoking is not allowed  inside Monaco casinos. The machine to aim for on this terrace is ‘Aliens .v. Predators’.  Immerse yourself in elegance and fine dining at this classic café , you’ll be spoilt for choice with their fantastic cuisines, fine wine and  a breathtaking view from the terrace facing the only casino in town.

  Jardin Exotique

Occupying such a small space of earth land, Monaco crams in wonderful magical  gardens. Floating high up at the entrance Jardin Exotique drops almost vertical down the rock face, making it quite cumbersome to clamber over. But  if you must, its well worth the effort, since the view from up there  is absolutely ravishing! Immerse yourself in a topnotch collection of prickly pear cactus and moist delicate flowers. The flora dates back hundreds of years back and have grown massively, you’ll feel like you’re  wandering through a dense forest in New Mexico with the exception of  the stunning  New Mexico sea views.  Beach lovers can explore the Monte Carlo Harbor, visit the Oceanographic Museum or opt to relax by the beach. You can also opt for a sightseeing adventure by boarding a yacht Cruise or taking a Bateau Bus (water taxi). You can check out these hotels  Port Palace, Monte Carlo Bay Hotel & Resort, and  Novotel Monte Carlo for accommodation.

  La Condamine

Sitting at the southwest corner of Monaco, La Condamine is known as Monaco's business city-state and spans across the Port Hercule region that's usually full of luxury yachts. This district is distinctively upmarket but has a calm relaxing feel, and is a fantastic place to explore for a few hours. Experience the Intriguing mix of colorful history and modern culture that makes Monaco so unique. While sauntering through the beautiful walkway in Princess Caroline District, you can visit some the local cafes offering fresh food and drinks, go shopping, or better yet, visit the open-air swimming pool and have fun gliding down the twisty water slide. Other must-see attractions include the Condamine Market, the Monaco harbor, and Princess Antoinette Park. You can check out these places for accommodation: Chateau Eza, Hotel La Perouse Nice Baie des Anges, and Hotel Juana.

  Les Révoires

Positioned in the north-west part of the country, Les Revoires is considered the smallest city-state in Monaco. Les Revoires is known for its steep Inclines that offer picturesque views. Don't forget to take photos of the beautiful "Rock of Monaco" (Monolith) and the Mediterranean waters' stunning view. When visiting Mount Agel, you can pass through Chemin des Revoires for some breathtaking views of the city and Mediterranean sea. Don’t miss out on  the "Exotic Garden of Monaco. " (Jardin Exotique de Monaco), which is full of different plants and animal species. While still in Les Revoires, you can visit the Museum of Prehistoric Anthropology for some history lessons. You can check out these hotels, Le saint paul, Chateau De la Chevre D Or, and  Le Mas de Pierre, for accommodation.

  La Colle

Just like Fontviella, La Colle city-state is one of Monaco's heavily populated areas - not to mention that it is among the smallest districts in Monaco in terms of land and Population. La Colle prides itself on having the only hospital in Monaco, "Princess Grace Hospital." There are lots of places to see and enjoy around La Colle-Sur-Loup. If you enjoy hiking or riding, La Colle-Sur-Loup is an area where numerous secret gems are waiting to be discovered.  Even though La Colle is considered an Industrial area, machine lovers will be thrilled touring some very top-notch auto manufacturing factories like Venturi and Voxan. Other notable landmarks to visit include The Village of Fools, an amusement park for kids, Canyon Forest, an adventure park, and Escoffier Museum of Culinary Arts. You can check out these places for accommodation: La Bastide Gourmande, Hotel La Grande Bastide, and Domaine du Mas de Pierre Hotel & Resort.  

Larvotto

Considered by many to be a Monte Carlo sister, Larvotto sits on Monaco's coastline's eastern side. Larvotte has a free to all public beach that shares a border with Monte Carlo. But unlike many beaches in Monaco, Larvotte beach is made up of pebbles rather than sand. Although Larvotte beach is man-made, it is famous for its clean crystal-like waters, coastal charm, and an aura that's hard to compete with. You can start by exploring one of the most expensive streets to rent, "Princess Grace Avenue." Which is full of tall buildings facing the gorgeous view of the sea".while there, you can pass by the Japanese Garden for some picture taking before heading to Larvotto beach. Some of the pursuits that might fascinate you while at the beach include water-skiing, sea kayaking, and motor-boat riding. You can opt for a bike ride along the "Promenade des Anglais" coastal walkway in the evening. Besides that, you can decide to relax in one of the luxurious restaurants enjoy some French cuisine. For accommodation, you can check out these places Hotel le Prejoly, Residence Belle Plage, and Mandarina Hotel by Actisource.

  Les Moneghetti

Your trip to Monaco will not be complete without exploring its northern central region that is stacked with a gorgeous view of beautiful villas and apartments. First of all, you need to visit Moneghetti, a relaxing garden that prides itself on having the only railway station "Gare de Monaco-Monte-Carlo" in Monaco. While at the Moneghetti, you can head down to the Theatre des Muses for some excruciating afternoon performance. Adventure lovers can cross over to the motor racing arena for some action-packed evening at the Formula 1 Grand Prix track. Other notable attractions include the Sacred Heart, the parish church which houses the scouts association of Monaco. Another landmark not to be forgotten is the "Compagnie des Carabiniers du Prince," a military infantry barrack that trains foreign soldiers. You can check out these places for accommodation: Monaco Penthouse Le Cesar, Vrbo Property and, Hôtel Hermitage Monte-Carlo.

  Our Final Word

Though not our typical destination, Monaco is definitely worth a visit.  Scores of vacationers  visit Monaco to experience the charming vibe of the French sea coast. Believed to be a luxurious destination in Europe, Monaco evokes an air of opulent wealth with its elegant five-star resorts, private yachts, luxury fashion shops, and state of the art restaurants. Monaco is mostly visited as a day-trip from Nice, which is about 30-Minutes away by train. it offers a great road trip ambience for countryside  sightseeing while touring on the French Azur. One of the best destinations Europe!

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Chapter 1: The Adventure Begins p1

The elven king, Xaius stands on the parapet of a great citadel overlooking a massive, smoldering battlefield. "Archers! Fire on my signal! Catapults! Hold for the next wave!" He turned to give an order, when a hideous creature, a gargoyle made of twisting shadow, swoops in toward him.  Xaius reaches for his sword,as a blast of light catches the gargoyle in the side, blowing it into nothingness. The king turned to see his second-in-command, the battle mage Ellara, approaching with a gentle smile. "It looked like you needed a hand, my love" "I had it handled. What's your status?" Xaius asked. 

"The Shadow forces are many, but they're weak. Our front lines are driving them back. " The elvlen woman smiled wearily. "I-I can't believe it..but we might actually win this th--" She gasped hearing a thunderous roar in the distance. "Gods above...it's the DreadLord! Those madmen actually summoned the DreadLord." Xaius gasped, but looked down to see Ellara's gentle but firm grip. "My love, what do we do?" She whispered.  Xaius turned to her, eyes sparkling, his face hard and stoic. "We fight. We die.  And we pray that some day, a hero will rise to avenge us..someday." 

*Two thousand years later*

In a quaint little tavern in the town of Riverbend, a grinning pair of brothers downed their drinks, as the younger continued telling one of his favorite stories."So what happened next?" chuckled a 21 year old Ezra. His white hair had now grown down to his bottom but he kept it in a braid that hung around his shoulder, bangs brushed to the left side of his face, covering his birthmark, but allowed his gold eyes to peek out. He set down his mug of wine, and locked eyes with his brother across the table.

"The Dreadlord strode down the battlefield, boom,boom BOOM! And then--" His brother was cut off by the grumpy bartender. "We've been hearing this story for years, Kade. The Dreadlord attacked and destroyed the great elven empire." He stated, wiping down a nearby table. Kade scoffed. "Well, yeah, that's the short version....but you don't have the flair for storytelling that I do." Kade crossed his arms and pouted like a child, instead of the 16 year old he was. 

Ezra leaned back in his seat, and looked around. They were sitting at their favorite table in the Dancing Pig Tavern, listening to his brother tell another story. 'It's crazy to think that 10 years ago, we were watching over Kade through his sickness...now he's here telling tall tales like those books he likes to read.'  Kade and Ezra weren't only brothers, but they were also best friends. Kade was well known through Riverbend but not everyone was as easily amused as the elf was. Kade blended in well with the humans, with his short brown hair, bright green eyes, and freckles splashed across his face, while Ezra stuck out like a sore thumb. 

Ezra tuned back into the conversation to hear: "I don't care how well you spin your tales! You still need to pay for your drink." The bartender gruffed at the smaller human. "Barkeep, you wound me." Kade huffed, his mood darkening slightly. Chuckling, Ezra paid his half of the tab and gave the younger a look. "Pay up, Kade. Mother taught us better than that." He stated seriously. "You too, Ezra? I swear, no one in this town appreciates the value of a good tale! Fine, I'll pay. But we're not coming back here!" Kade cried dramatically. 

"Yes we are." Ezra and the bartender laughed louder when Kade added at the end, "Well, not tonight at least!" Ezra downed his wine and Kade finished his soda, before paying his side of the tab, and the two left the bar for the night. Ezra looked around their humble village before letting out a long sigh. "Another night in Riverbend. Same as any other." He mumbled gloomily. "That's not true. Some nights I manage to get us free drinks." Ezra barked a laugh before shoving his brother playfully, unable to stay gloomy around his brother. 

"You know what I'm--" Ezra's sentence was cut off when he bumped into a tall human heading towards the outskirts of the village. "Hey, watch it!" "Ugh, sorry 'bout that."  Ezra stepped back, eyeing the person in front of him. He was a rugged looking man with tanned skin,wavy shoulder length brown hair, glowering brown eyes, and he had a scar on his left eyebrow. He was wearing a cream long sleeved shirt, shoulder guards, wrist gauntlets, green cargo like pants, with a dagger on his left hip. 

"Who're you?"Ezra asked, while the man retorted, " None of your business, that's who." Two people that the elf did recognize followed the handsome man. Town Constable Angus and his tough as nails apprentice Grenn. "This here's Mal Volari, from Whitetower." The elder man  explained. "He's a world-famous adventurer!" Grenn grinned. "Wait, really?" Kade asked shocked. "Well..I wouldn't say world famous, more like continent-famous really." Mal snickered to himself. 

"Well, it's nice to meet you." Ezra said, minding his manners. His poor mother would be rolling in her grave if he didn't at least pretend to be nice. "Yeah, great, nice to meet you too. Now if you don't mind, we've got some important business to get to..." Mal was interrupted by Kade, "Adventurer business? Around here?" "Mal's got a lead on a powerful ancient artifact in the elven ruins to the south! If we can get it, it'll sell for a fortune!" Grenn said excitedly. "Damn the Gods, Grenn, keep it down!" Hissed Angus, "You want everyone in this town to hear about it?" "No need to be so nasty about it." Ezra mumbled, noticing Mal's raised eyebrow at him. 

"You mean...to the north, right? There's no ruins to the south." Kade corrected.  Mal shoots Angus a glare and the man shrugs. "Y-Yes! To the north! That's what she meant!" He fumbled over his words. "Hang on...there's a powerful ancient relic somewhere around here? And you're going to get it?" Ezra spoke up, excitement coloring his voice. "I got a tip, okay? A good one. From someone willing to pay a whole lot of gold. Angus and Grenn here, they're going to help me claim it. Now if you don't mind..." Mal made to leave again when Ezra gasped the man's arm, and stated, "We'd like to come along." "E-Ezra!" Kade gaped. 

"What? It's the chance of a lifetime." Gold eyes playfully sparkle at his brother's expression. Mal eyed the elf before letting out a weary sigh. "No can do. This is dangerous ancient crypt business. I can't have some rookie along bumbling things up." The human noted how the elf stiffened, and prepare himself for an argument.

"I'm not a rookie." glared Ezra. "Really? Ever pried a jewel from the hands of a cursed skeleton, knowing one wrong move would bring the whole room down on your head?" Mal challenged, making Ezra falter. "I mean, not technically.." He deflated. "Ever stabbed a snarling croctopus through the eye on the deck of a burning ship?" Mal continued. "I don't..know what that is." admitted Ezra. "How about this? You ever killed a man? You ever been in a real fight?" Ezra hesitated. ""Yes, I have to both of those." He said darkly, sending chills down everyone's back. "That's what I thought. I like your hustle, I really do. But I don't have time for some kit who's still wet behind the ears." " 'Kit?' " wondered the elf. 

"It's a term for new adventurers..you know, like an apprentice?" Kade whispered." "See? You don't even know the terms. Which means you've got a long way ahead of you. Get out there, have some adventures of your own, learn some skills. Then come find me, we'll talk." Mal walked off towards the village gate, Angus laughing as he followed, Grenn sending her old friend a sad look. "Sorry, Ezra." "Well, that was a thing that happened." Kade laughed nervously at Ezra's silent fuming.  "He's wrong. I could've done it. I'm the one who taught Grenn to be the adventurer she is today! Angus is an old drunk ass who can barely stay on his feet half the time! 'Learn some skills' I've got plenty of skills!"

The duo began walking again, when Kade asked aloud, "Like..what?" "Well Father taught us to fight bare hand, and I've learned some things about wielding a sword from my travels with Mother. I'm not useless." Ezra ran a finger over the silver ring on his left ring finger in habit. "That Mal guy really got under your skin, didn't he?" astonished the green eyed brother. "I don't know, I suppose I'm just jealous. I want to go on grand adventures and explore." He sighed dreamily. "And get fabulously rich." Kade grinned, Ezra matching him. "That too." 

"Aw, don't be hard on Riverbend. This town's been good to us! Not every human village would take such care of a couple of kids like us." 'Or would allow an elf to stay without being treated horribly.' went unsaid between the two. "I know, Kade! And it'll always be my home. I just...want to experience something more. It's not like a great adventure is just going to drop into my lap." Ezra huffed, brushing his bangs to the side again. Green eyes watch his older brother for a moment before clapping his shoulder. "Well, don't worry, brother. We'll experience it all together. " Ezra chuckled softly. "I can always count on you, Kade."

"But for now, all we've got is Riverbend. So, where do you want to start tonight?" Ezra grinned, "Let's head to the night market." "Uh, did you miss the part about having little coin?" Kade raised a eyebrow. "And you think I'm going to let that stop me? Come now, brother, you know me better than that." 

The brothers weaved their way through the  bustling night market, listening to vendors call out what was for sale: Fruits, meats, silks from the capital, and fish from the shore. An elderly food vendor turned and shook her head at the boys with a warm smile. "Well, well. If it isn't my two favorite customers. Two copper pieces will get you the finest pears we have." "Watch this." Ezra mumbled to Kade, before confidently walking towards the vendor, with a sly grin.

"My dear vendor, we don't have any coin..but is coin what really matters in this world?" "Excuse me?" The vendor chuckled, used to the young man's antics. "Love...passion...a moment of intimacy. Why, what is coin compared to that? Surely a beauty like you can understand." The white haired elf purred, his voice smooth like silk, eyes aglow. The woman barked a laugh at Ezra. "You are an absolute rascal, you know that? Now take these and get out of here boys." Laughing, she handed him two fresh pears, as he winked his thanks. 

Ezra bit into his as Kade stared at his back with wide eyes. "How? How did that possibly work?" He raced to catch up with Ezra. "What can I say? I'm the best flirt in Riverbend." His brother laughed before finally eating his pear, walking to the town square when he spoke up again. 

"You see? Riverbend isn't so bad. They've taken good care of us." "You're right. I just wish--" "HELP! Please HELP!" A shout echoed through the air. The duo turned to see a young woman in priestess's robes ran into the town square, before grabbing into Ezra, gripping his arms to keep herself from falling,Ezra eyes her. 

She had long red hair the fell down to her armpits in ringlets, some strands falling into her face, framing her light brown eyes. She was wearing light pink robes, with a silver and violet necklace on her neck. "You need to help me! Please!" She begged. "Whoa there, what's wrong?" Ezra asked. The woman straightened herself out, standing tall. But Ezra could see behind her disciplined posture, was a hint of fear. 

"I am Nia Ellarious, a priestess of the Light. My mentor and I are on a pilgrimage...but we were attacked by an owlbear on the road! I managed to escape while he distracted the beast. But he needs help! Now!" "Have no fear, young priestess..we are brave adventures." "Really?" Kade snorted at his brother's antics. "Shh! Don't mess this up!" hissed Ezra as Nia smiled in relief. "Thank you so much! Please, hurry now. He's just down the road." She began rushing off as Ezra and Kade shared a hesitant look before running after the ginger, but not before Ezra grabbed his sword on the way, strapping it to his left hip. 

"Let's go."

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Under the eye of an institution

part 1

Summary: Logan and Patton (both 16), the older students, are expected to look after two groups of freshmen in Watersouth boarding school for boys. Both of them despise the tradition of bullying that is subjected to the newcomers by older students. The two respectively get a student in their groups who is a little different from the ordinary crowd: Roman and Virgil (both 15).

Author’s note: I’m so excited to begin this new au! Message me for getting into the taglist, please.

Triggers: Bullying, abuse, violence, panic attacks, i n s t i t u t i o n

Other parts here

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Patton stepped out of the bus, taking a deep breath. He was back at the Watersouth boy school for another year of strict rules and studying. This year, however, he wouldn’t have to walk on eggshells to the same extent as before. He was sixteen now, and would get a group of students to look after for the school year. The boy glanced around, locking eyes with Logan who had been sharing his group before summer break. He flashed a bright smile at his friend.

”Can you feel the air of hope, Logan?” He asked, walking next to him to the school. ”There’s no older student to dictate us any more. We can choose to treat our groups as we please, and maybe even make a difference!”

Logan smiled at the cheerfulness of his friend. ”I suppose it feels.. more hopeful, as you portrayed. Though I doubt we single-handedly could break decades of tradition.”

”I didn’t mean that, Lo,” Patton smiled. ”I meant we can help the young ones to feel safer here than we did in the past.”

”You are making it sound like it has been longer than a simple summer vacation since we left here,” Logan commented. He processed what his friend had just said. ”I hope you don’t mean to let your group slip with the rules, Patton.”

Patton tilted his head, sighing. ”I guess not, it’s just, I want them to feel comfortable here. Don’t you want it for them as well?”

Logan nodded. ”Of course. But still, I am determined to make my students obedient enough to help them get the education they need.”

Patton let out a giggle. ”Now you sound like you’re the principal himself!”

Logan smiled, opening the front door for the two of them as they stepped in.

At the first assembly of the year, Patton kept an eye on the freshmen on the rows before them. He felt sorry for them, but at the same time he knew they could make it. He knew the bullying wasn’t the worst kind, but it simply could not be happening. He watched the younger boys, wondering who he would get under his wing for the year. Logan was listening to the principal’s speech, and Patton wondered what he was thinking. He wouldn’t belittle his students, right? Patton shook his head. He didn’t know a cruel Logan, just a strict one. They would be alright.

”Students under Logan Andrews’ supervision are..”

Logan watched the students forming a line before him as they were called. They looked rather nervous, some taking side-glances at Logan, not wanting to stand out. The older student knew the stress they must be under too well, but didn’t know a way to ease it. Time would show them that he wasn’t going to mistreat them.

Logan heard somebody in the crowd sigh as Patton’s last student was called out. His friend was smiling shyly to the kids before him, and he assumed a few more students would have liked the seemingly easy-going tutor. He considered smiling to his own students, but decided it would seem a bit weird. He led his group out of the hall and to their first class instead.

….

”Hello students, my name is Patton and I am your tutor for this year.” Patton stood in front of the nervous students, smiling lightly. He hoped after his talk they would be a bit more relaxed.

”Watersouth is a tough school. I am here to make it a bit more pleasant for you.”

The older student felt a silent sigh pass through the class. He smiled, nodding.

”That is right. I know you have heard the tales of what’s going in here, and they are absolutely true. But I won’t be bullying you like that. I want you to have one person in this school that you can trust and feel safe to tell anything to.”

Patton sighed.

”But you can’t assume that from anyone else. One thing is crucial that I can stay here with you guys and that you don’t get any more punishments than the inevitable ones.”

he glanced through the students.

”You need to pretend. Pretend you’re fine even if you feel terrible. Pretend you are obedient even if your blood is boiling. Pretend you are like everyone else here, and that I am exactly like the other tutors you meet.”

Patton took a breath.

”You must not stand from the ground, or somebody will soon give a punishment for whatever you just did.”

He smiled sadly.

”It’s.. how it works here, sadly. And none of you heard my last statement, correct?”

The class nodded. Patton nodded back. ”Alright. Welcome again to Watersouth. If I call your name, stand up, please.”

A boy at the row in far left let out a breath he had been holding. Well, the first impression of their tutor was alright. He wasn’t as bad as he had assumed. Everything else apparently was like that, though. Luckily he was used to blending in and staying quiet, whatever it would take.

”Virgil Glasgow?”

Virgil stood up. ”Here, sir.”

…

”Welcome to Watersouth. As you heard from our principal, Mr. Yolk, we demand high quality in our studies and discipline. I am your tutor for the time being, and you may call me Mr. Logan Andrews, or sir for short.”

He glanced at the students. They were waiting for him to continue.

”You must be eager to know how far I am determined to push you this year. The answer is, as far as I can. I want all of you to do your very best and to study intensely.”

”However, I am not willing to participate in any sort of disparagement towards you. If I need you to run an errand for me, I will tell you to do so. But no extra pressure will be put on you by me.

I see your success in studies tremendously more important, so I ask you to not let me down on that category.”

”Phew, we got a soft one, boys,” a relieved voice stated from the second last row. A few horrified students turned to look at the commenter.

Logan frowned, walking slowly to the desk, where the boy who had dared to speak up was sitting.

”Stand up.”

The boy stood up, looking Logan in the eye. The older student frowned again. ”And what is your name, smart guy?”

”Roman.”

”Full name.”

”Roman Pears, sir.”

...

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THE ULTIMATE GET-TO-KNOW GUIDE

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Tagged by: @hazukixlynch Tagging: who wants to do it?

FAVOURITE THINGS:

SEASON: the beginning and ending of every season... man there’s something about them weeks that get me in all kinds of feels

COLOUR: Purple

PIE: Peacan ... I take the peacans off though...

FRUIT: Pears. Watermelon, honeydew, bananas. Kiwi, dragon fruit.

BREAKFAST FOOD: Eggs, pancakes, hash brows the whole nine yards man aha

ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Beer

SODA FLAVOR: Coke

SCENT: Outside smells, trees, weather.

FLOWER: I like roses typical but uhh I like green house plants

ANIMAL: All

MOVIE: Ace Ventura pet detective

TV SHOW: Adult cartoons man they make me laugh so much ahah

BOOK: lord of the rings books man

SUPERHERO:  Uhh

FAIRY TALE: The Stinky Cheese Man and Other Fairly Stupid Tales

GENRE OF MUSIC: I like everything but I like me a good EDM song I can drive to.

GENRE OF MOVIES: funny man

GENRE OF BOOKS: Fantasy

PICK ONE

hot or cold

juice or soda

TV or movie 😩 both

movie or book

late night talk shows or reality tv

twitter or instagram

trees or flowers

philosophy or psychology they’re both interesting topics

ocean or lake

water park or amusement park

cats or dogs

fresh water or sparkling water

sugar or honey

cookies or candy

bath or shower

morning or night

running or walking

piercings or tattoos

frozen yogurt or ice cream

vanilla or chocolate

caramel or butterscotch

art or music both

t-shirt or button down

text or call

ghosts or aliens they’re both interesting topics

HAVE THEY EVER:

ooc answered OOC//

RIDDEN A MOTORCYCLE: yes

STOLEN SOMETHING: no

EATEN AN ENTIRE PIZZA BY THEMSELVES: yes

MADE A PRANK CALL: no

BROKEN A BONE: no

FALLEN ASLEEP DURING A CONCERT OR MOVIE: yes

WALKED OUT OF A MOVIE BECAUSE IT WAS SO BAD: yes

BEEN ON THE PHONE WITH SOMEONE FOR LONGER THAN 2 HOURS: yes.

DINED & DASHED: no and never will.

HELD A GUN: yes.

DING DONG DITCHED: uhhh what the fuck is that

GONE SKINNY DIPPING: NO

CRIED DURING A MOVIE: yes.

SMUGGLED FOOD INTO A MOVIE: yes

LIED TO GET A JOB: no, never needed to.

PRACTICED LINES IN FRONT OF A MIRROR: no

TRIED TO SEE HOW MANY MARSHMALLOWS THEY CAN STUFF IN THEIR MOUTH AT ONCE: no they don’t like marmellows on their own.

BEEN KICKED OUT OF SOMEWHERE: been there done that, yes.

BEEN ON A BLIND DATE: no

GHOSTED SOMEONE: No and they never will do that

BRAGGED ABOUT SOMETHING THEY HAVEN’T DONE: no?

SAID I LOVE YOU WITHOUT MEANING IT: no

GOTTEN IN A FIGHT: twice

FALLEN ASLEEP ON A BUS: no

MISCELLANEOUS

HOW DO THEY TAKE THEIR TEA OR COFFEE: they haven’t tried tea yet. Coffee is three sugars and cream, lots.

WHAT IS THEIR IDEAL DATE: Any kind of date really, they are not picky and they are so SO easy to impress.

WHAT ARE SOME OF THEIR GUILTY PLEASURES:

LONGEST THEY’VE STAYED UP FOR: days. Energy drinks, and discovering Chocobo racing

BIGGEST PURCHASE: their car.

GREATEST TALENT: tattooing.

STRANGE HABITS: they laugh when they’re nervous or speaking on personal things about themselves

FIRST JOB: putting books away at a library

CAN THEY DO A HANDSTAND: yes, they can

CAN THEY COOK: surprisingly yes

DO THEY BELIEVE IN THE PARANORMAL: yes, they do in some sense.

DO THEY HAVE ALLERGIES: No

DO THEY BELIEVE IN LOVE IN FIRST SIGHT: they don’t.

HAVE ANY SPECIAL TALENTS: they’re creepishly flexible.

[matteredloyaltyaa]

— 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄.

𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴:

season:  Late spring, early summer. color:  Earthy colours, green, blue, etc. pie:  Apple fruit:  Pears  ice cream flavor:  Generally vanilla or chocolate, but he kind of seems like someone who would like Tiger Tiger if someone got him to try it lol breakfast food:  Does coffee count?  alcoholic drink:  Whiskey. soda flavor:  Eh. scent:  Rainfall, campfire, etc. flowers:  Hasn’t given it much thought. animal:  Horses. movie:  Uncertain, kinda just watches movies for the sake of watching them. (modern) tv show:  The Joy of Painting, uncertain. (modern) book:  anything by nora roberts fairy tale:  Red Riding Hood? Hasn’t given it much thought. genre of music:  He’s all over the map (modern) genre of movies:  Uncertain. genre of books: Non-fiction. 

𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘦:

hot or cold juice or soda tv or movie movie or book late night talk shows or reality tv twitter or instagram trees or flowers philosophy or psychology ocean or lake water park or amusement park cats or dogs fresh water or sparkling water sugar or honey cookies or candy bath or shower morning or night running or walking piercings or tattoos frozen yogurt or ice cream vanilla or chocolate caramel or butterscotch art or music t-shirt or button down text or call ghosts or aliens

𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳:

ridden a motorcycle:  No. stolen something: Yes. eaten an entire pizza by themselves: Yes. made a prank call: No. broken a bone: Yes, his nose. fallen asleep during a concert or movie:  No. walked out of a movie because it was so bad: Yes. been on the phone with someone for longer than 2 hours: Yes. dined & dashed: No. held a gun: Yes. ding dong ditched: No. gone skinny dipping: No. cried during a movie:  No. smuggled food into a movie: Yes. lied to get a job:  Yes. practiced lines in front of a mirror: No. tried to see how many marshmallows they can stuff in their mouth at once: No. been kicked out of somewhere: Yes. been on a blind date: No. ghosted someone:  Yes. bragged about something they haven’t done:  Yes. said i love you without meaning it:  No. gotten in a fight: Yes, a number. fallen asleep on a bus: No.

𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤:

how do they take their tea or coffee:  Black for coffee, doesn’t like tea. what is their ideal date:  Going out somewhere, especially hikes or somewhere in nature. what are some of their guilty pleasures: Drawing, writing, crosswords and logic puzzles (modern), etc. longest they’ve stayed up for: A couple days. greatest talent:  Sharpshooting. strange habits: Uncertain. first job: Has never had an actual job in main verse, did some work at a pawn shop when he was younger in modern. can they do a handstand:  No. can they cook: Sure. It wouldn’t win him any contests, though. do they have allergies: No. do they believe in love in first sight: For him? No. have any special talents: He draws bad luck to him like flies on shit.

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[pearatwar]

i am kintsugi of the fragments others left of themselves. almost everything i say, i picked up from someone else. i may not know what 'hamburger slut shop' originally referred to but i use it everytime i need a placeholder name for a playlist (see previous post) or a minecraft world. i now say 'monster' referring to bad players. i say 'fuego' to cool things. the list goes on but i wouldnt want to elaborate on it in the bus. my phone is laggy

[jenniferjapanlitblog-blog]

10 Fiction Japanese Books

1. Convenience Store Woman “ incomparable story of Keiko Furukura, a thirty-six-year-old Tokyo resident who has been working at the Hiiromachi “Smile Mart” for the past eighteen years. Keiko has never fit in, neither in her family, nor in school, but in her convenience store, she is able to find peace and purpose with rules clearly delineated clearly by the store’s manual, and copying her colleagues’ dress, mannerisms, and speech. She plays the part of a “normal person” excellently—more or less. Keiko is very happy, but those close to her pressure her to find a husband and a proper career, prompting her to take desperate action” by sayaka murata -176 pages- (barnesandnoble.com)

2. I Am a Cat “Written from 1904 through 1906, Soseki Natsume's comic masterpiece, I Am a Cat , satirizes the foolishness of upper-middle-class Japanese society during the Meiji era. With acerbic wit and sardonic perspective, it follows the whimsical adventures of a world-weary stray kitten who comments on the follies and foibles of the people around him.” by soseki natsume -480 pages- (barnesandnoble.com

3. The Makioka Sisters “Tsuruko, the eldest sister of the once-wealthy Makioka family, clings obstinately to the prestige of her family name even as her husband prepares to move their household to Tokyo, where that name means nothing. Sachiko compromises valiantly to secure the future of her younger sisters. The shy, unmarried Yukiko is a hostage to her family’s exacting standards, while the spirited Taeko rebels by flinging herself into scandalous romantic alliances and dreaming of studying fashion design in France. Filled with vignettes of a vanishing way of life, The Makioka Sisters is a poignant yet unsparing portrait of a family—and an entire society—sliding into the abyss of modernity. It possesses in abundance the keen social insight and unabashed sensuality that distinguish Tanizaki as a master novelist.” by junichiro tanizaki -544 pages- (barnesandnoble.com)

4. The Factory “In an unnamed Japanese city, three seemingly normal and unrelated characters find work at a sprawling industrial factory. They each focus intently on their specific jobs: one studies moss, one shreds paper, and the other proofreads incomprehensible documents. Life in the factory has its own logic and momentum, and, eventually, the factory slowly expands and begins to take over everything, enveloping these poor workers. The very margins of reality seem to be dissolving: all forms of life capriciously evolve, strange creatures begin to appear… After a while—it could be weeks or years—the workers don’t even have the ability to ask themselves: where does the factory end and the rest of the world begin?” by hiroko oyamada -128 pages- (barnesandnoble.com)

5. Once and Forever “Kenji Miyazawa is one of modern Japan’s most beloved writers, a great poet and a strange and marvelous spinner of tales, whose sly, humorous, enchanting, and enigmatic stories bear a certain resemblance to those of his contemporary Robert Walser. John Bester’s selection and expert translation of Miyazawa’s short fiction reflects its full range from the joyful, innocent “Wildcat and the Acorns,” to the cautionary tale “The Restaurant of Many Orders,” to “The Earthgod and the Fox,” which starts out whimsically before taking a tragic turn. Miyazawa also had a deep connection to Japanese folklore and an intense love of the natural world. In “The Wild Pear,” what seem to be two slight nature sketches succeed in encapsulating some of the cruelty and compensations of life itself.” by kenji miyazawa -288 pages- (barnesandnoble.com)

6. The Lonesome Bodybuilder “A housewife takes up bodybuilding and sees radical changes to her physique, which her workaholic husband fails to notice. A boy waits at a bus stop, mocking commuters struggling to keep their umbrellas open in a typhoon, until an old man shows him that they hold the secret to flying. A saleswoman in a clothing boutique waits endlessly on a customer who won’t come out of the fitting room, and who may or may not be human. A newlywed notices that her spouse’s features are beginning to slide around his face to match her own.” -224 pages- by yukiko motoya (barnesandnoble.com)

7. Japanese Tales of Mystery and Imagination “Japanese Tales of Mystery & Imagination , the first volume of its kind translated into English, is written with the quick tempo of the West but rich with the fantasy of the East. These nine bloodcurdling, chilling tales present a genre of literature largely unknown to readers outside Japan, including the strange story of a quadruple amputee and his perverse wife; the record of a man who creates a mysterious chamber of mirrors and discovers hidden pleasures within; the morbid confession of a maniac who envisions a career of foolproof "psychological" murders; and the bizarre tale of a chair-maker who buries himself inside an armchair and enjoys the sordid "loves" of the women who sit on his handiwork.” by edogawa rampo -224 pages- (barnesandnoble.com)

8. The Kouga Ninja Scrolls “To resolve a clash over succession, the shogun Ieyasu Tokugawa has devised the ultimate contest. Two rival ninja clans, the Kouga and the Iga, will meet in a battle to the death. The victor will rule Japan for the next thousand years. But in the midst of this bloody war, an unlikely romance blooms between Gennosuke of the Kouga clan and Oboro of the Iga clan. Gennosuke and Oboro are the next leaders of their clans and their fates are inextricably bound with that of their families. In the colossal fight, the star-crossed lovers are faced with a fatal choice between true love and destiny. Can romance conquer a four-hundred-year-old rivalry? Or is their love fated to end in death?” by futaro yamada -336 pages- (barnesandnoble.com)

9. Togakushi Legend Murders “When the body of one of Nagano Prefecture's most prominent businessmen is found propped against a tree on Poison Plain, home of the legendary Demoness Maple, Inspector Takemura finds himself searching for the killer with the help and hindrance of an esteemed Tokyo professor and a beautiful university student. As the bodies begin to multiply in the sleepy mountain town of Togakushi, the three learn that the resemblance of the murders to those of regional folklore is more than a coincidence.” by yasuo uchida -312 pages- (barnesandnoble.com)

10. Confessions of Love “In this novel Uno Chiyo has created one of the most memorable love stories in Japanese literature. It is the story of Yuasa Jōji, a famous artist who returns to Japan after many years in Paris. Once back in Tokyo, he receives love letters from a fervent young woman who begs him to meet her--importunings that start him on a bizarre round of romantic adventures. Writing here at the height of her powers, one of Japan’s foremost women writers explores both the folly and the inevitability of human passion, leading the reader to a startling revelation of how lives can be destroyed by the compulsions of love.” by chiyo uno -168 pages- (barnesandnoble.com))

[ssarchives-blog]

Get To Know the Muse

Stolen from @sharkapologlst because they’re wicked cool and we like them a lot~

favorite things:

season: summer. color: gold. pie: chocolate. fruit: pear. ice cream flavor: cookies n’ cream. breakfast food: banchan. alcoholic drink: soju. soda flavor: strawberry fanta. scent: vanilla cupcakes. flowers: carnations. animal: all. literally all. movie: dirty dancing, captain america. tv show: knowing bros. book: he isn’t much of a reader, but he enjoyed a series of unfortunate events.  superhero: captain america. fairy tale: the little mermaid. genre of music: pop, rock, alt rock, indie, r&b, etc. genre of movies: rom-com, romance, comedy, horror. genre of books: fantasy.

pick one:

hot or cold juice or soda tv or movie movie or book late night talk shows or reality tv twitter or instagram trees or flowers philosophy or psychology ocean or lake water park or amusement park cats or dogs fresh water or sparkling water sugar or honey cookies or candy bath or shower morning or night running or walking piercings or tattoos frozen yogurt or ice cream vanilla or chocolate caramel or butterscotch art or music t-shirt or button down text or call ghosts or aliens

have they ever:

ridden a motorcycle: yes. stolen something: it’s how he makes a living. eaten an entire pizza by themselves: uh, duh. made a prank call: yep. broken a bone: only a fracture in his pinky finger. fallen asleep during a concert or movie: fell asleep during avatar because it was boring as shit. walked out of a movie because it was so bad: yeah. been on the phone with someone for longer than 2 hours: see: mother, wife, children, boyfriend, girlfriends, cousins - (yes). dined & dashed: never. held a gun: yep. ding dong ditched: once. gone skinny dipping: definitely. cried during a movie: all the time. smuggled food into a movie: for sure. lied to get a job: yeah. practiced lines in from of a mirror: no. tried to see how many marshmallows they can stuff in their mouth at once: with his buddies from his enlistment days, yep. been kicked out of somewhere: yeah. been on a blind date: no. ghosted someone: yes. bragged about something they haven’t done: no, he’s not like that. said i love you without meaning it: never. gotten in a fight: often. fallen asleep on a bus: unfortunately.

miscellaneous:

how do they take their tea or coffee: he prefers french vanilla cappuccinos, and he loves sweet tea - as sweet as it can get. what is their ideal date: oh, he has so many ideas - so many scenarios he wants to create for his lover. what are some of their guilty pleasures: diamonds. he can never resist diamonds. longest they’ve stayed up for: probably around noon, after covering a long shift for his mother, and then crossing the city to get home. greatest talent: his magic skills, his dancing skills, his singing voice. strange habits: he sometimes wanders the baby sections of department stores, imagining what he would pick out for his child. first job: thief. can they do a handstand: no. can they cook: yeah. he’s not great at it, but he can put something together. do they have allergies: the usual seasonal allergies, along with an allergy to bullshit and following the rules. police make him break out in hives. do they believe in love in first sight: absolutely. have any special talents: he’s great with slight of hand tricks, and can talk his way out of any situation.

tagging: @awkqz, @ofblooms, @headsxwillxroll, @heartxshaped-bruises, @dczzle, @andinked, @ofgentleresolve

[psychetelos]

THE ULTIMATE GET-TO-KNOW GUIDE

Repost, don’t reblog.

Tagged by: @east--moon, thanks.

Tagging: @dangergang-mizuki, @angelprince-takamiy, @hoshihaku89, @thehhawk, @sub-aru, @king-of-decadance.

FAVORITE THINGS

SEASON: spring COLOR: light blue & black PIE: pear FRUIT: mango & raspberry ICE CREAM FLAVOR: mint chocolate BREAKFAST FOOD: miso, rice, vegetables; sometimes a sandwich ALCOHOLIC DRINK: wine & cognac; sometimes beer SODA FLAVOR: he only drinks Pepsi, from time to time SCENT: his partner’s perfumes FLOWER: forget-me-not ANIMAL: cat MOVIE: perobably one from Jim Jarmush or Xavier Dolan TV SHOW: Twin Peaks BOOK: he likes Franz Kafka, Yasutaka Tsutsui, H.P. Lovecraft SUPERHERO: - FAIRY TALE: does the plot of the movie Laybrinth count? GENRE OF MUSIC: rock, hard rock, metal, jazz, blues, classical, alternative, avant-garde GENRE OF MOVIES: drama, horror (only old movies), thriller  GENRE OF BOOKS: philosophy, poetry

PICK ONE

hot or cold juice or soda TV or movie movie or book late night talk shows or reality tv twitter or instagram trees or flowers philosophy or psychology ocean or lake water park or amusement park cats or dogs fresh water or sparkling water sugar or honey cookies or candy bath or shower morning or night running or walking piercings or tattoos frozen yogurt or ice cream vanilla or chocolate caramel or butterscotch art or music - music is art t-shirt or button down text or call ghosts or aliens

HAVE THEY EVER

RIDDEN A MOTORCYCLE: no STOLEN SOMETHING: no EATEN AN ENTIRE PIZZA BY THEMSELVES: yes MADE A PRANK CALL: no BROKEN A BONE: no FALLEN ASLEEP DURING A CONCERT OR MOVIE: yes WALKED OUT OF A MOVIE BECAUSE IT WAS SO BAD: yes BEEN ON THE PHONE WITH SOMEONE FOR LONGER THAN 2 HOURS: yes DINED & DASHED: no HELD A GUN: yes DING DONG DITCHED: no GONE SKINNY DIPPING: no CRIED DURING A MOVIE: yes SMUGGLED FOOD INTO A MOVIE: yes LIED TO GET A JOB: yes PRACTICED LINES IN FRONT OF A MIRROR: yes TRIED TO SEE HOW MANY MARSHMALLOWS THEY CAN STUFF IN THEIR MOUTH AT ONCE: yes BEEN KICKED OUT OF SOMEWHERE: yes BEEN ON A BLIND DATE: yes GHOSTED SOMEONE: yes BRAGGED ABOUT SOMETHING THEY HAVEN’T DONE: no SAID I LOVE YOU WITHOUT MEANING IT: no GOTTEN IN A FIGHT: yes FALLEN ASLEEP ON A BUS: yes

MISCELLANEOUS.

HOW DO THEY TAKE THEIR TEA OR COFFEE: he takes his tea very seriously (measuring exact time to infuse it, etc) WHAT IS THEIR IDEAL DATE: anything would please him   WHAT ARE SOME OF THEIR GUILTY PLEASURES: making terrible puns LONGEST THEY’VE STAYED UP FOR: over 24 hours BIGGEST PURCHASE: apartment in NYC GREATEST TALENT: singing & writing lyrics  STRANGE HABITS: holding hands in public (!) FIRST JOB: shop assistant   CAN THEY DO A HANDSTAND: no CAN THEY COOK: yes DO THEY BELIEVE IN THE PARANORMAL: he believes in telepathy  DO THEY HAVE ALLERGIES: yes, he’s allergic to ignorant people DO THEY BELIEVE IN LOVE IN FIRST SIGHT: no HAVE ANY SPECIAL TALENTS: kenjitsu

[blakhol]

Get To Know the Muse Please create a separate post!

Favorite Tolerated things.

season: autumn

color:  black

pie: pudding

fruit:  unripe pear

ice cream flavor:  mint

breakfast food:  coffee 

alcoholic drink: straight vodka

soda flavor: ginger ale

scent:  smoke

flowers:  sunflower

animal:  angler fish

movie:  tolerates horror films and old godzilla flicks

tv show: The Twilight Zone

book: human anatomy over the ages & architecture books

superhero: disgusting

fairy tale: The Pied Piper of Hamelin is probably the top ranking

genre of music:  ambient, background noise

genre of movies:  horror as background noise, not much of a film person

genre of books:  depends what she is researching

Pick one.

hot or cold

juice or soda

tv or movie

movie or book

late night talk shows or reality tv

twitter or instagram

trees or flowers

philosophy or psychology

ocean or lake

water park or amusement park

cats or dogs

fresh water or sparkling water

sugar or honey

cookies or candy

bath or shower

morning or night

running or walking

piercings or tattoos

frozen yogurt or ice cream

vanilla or chocolate

caramel or butterscotch

art or music

t-shirt or button down

text or call

ghosts or aliens

Have they ever.

ridden a motorcycle:  yes

stolen something:  yes

eaten an entire pizza by themselves:  yes

made a prank call:  no

broken a bone:  yes

fallen asleep during a concert or movie:  yes

walked out of a movie because it was so bad:  yes

been on the phone with someone for longer than 2 hours:  no

dined & dashed:  no

held a gun:  yes

ding dong ditched:  no

gone skinny dipping: yes

cried during a movie:  no

smuggled food into a movie:  yes

lied to get a job:  technically she’s always lying with a false identity :)

practiced lines in front of a mirror:  no

tried to see how many marshmallows they can stuff in their mouth at once: no

been kicked out of somewhere:  yes

been on a blind date: no

ghosted someone:  no, unless surprise death or nonexistence counts

bragged about something they haven’t done: no

said i love you without meaning it:  no - also GROSS

gotten in a fight:  yes

fallen asleep on a bus: yes

Miscellaneous.

how do they take their tea or coffee:  Tea: bitter Coffee: black

what is their ideal date:  no

what are some of their guilty pleasures:  she doesn’t feel guilt so...

longest they’ve stayed up for: half a month & on the brink of death is the norm

greatest talent:  making people disappear out of existence

strange habits: has been known to curl up inside of cabinets, under the kitchen table or in the bathroom (floor or tub)

first job: art commissions 

can they do a handstand:  no

can they cook:  mediocre at best

do they have allergies:  existence

do they believe in love in first sight:  no ew

have any special talents: idk man hating existence as much as she does is a fucking talent at this point imo

Tagged by: @blueaslapis

Tagging: @d-d-disgusting, @diktown, @bloodsexandbrains, @goldwebbed, @kaengeru, @anammxlech, @wildgcd, @deathlydivinity (whoever <3)

[dumbassbestiary]

Get To Know the Muse - Resnick

Favorite things.

season:  Spring color:  Light Grey, Baby Blue pie:  Key Lime fruit:  Pears ice cream flavor:  Pistachio breakfast food:  Low-fat buttered wholegrain toast with a small fruit bowl and a tall glass of orange juice on the side alcoholic drink:  Doesn’t drink soda flavor:  Abstains from soda scent:  Freshly-washed cloth, subtle incense flowers:  Lillies animal:  Worms movie:  Prefers documentaries, but enjoys Oscar-fare and Ingmar Bergman films tv show:  PBS Non-fiction series book:  “Think on These Things” by Jiddu Krishnamurti superhero:  Superman fairy tale:  The Pied Piper genre of music:  Classical, Smooth Jazz, Ambient Easy-Listening. genre of movies:  Drama genre of books:  Philosophical literature and non-fiction 

Pick one.

hot or cold juice or soda tv or movie movie or book late night talk shows or reality tv twitter or instagram trees or flowers philosophy or psychology ocean or lake water park or amusement park cats or dogs fresh water or sparkling water sugar or honey cookies or candy bath or shower morning or night running or walking piercings or tattoos frozen yogurt or ice cream vanilla or chocolate caramel or butterscotch art or music t-shirt or button down text or call ghosts or aliens

Have they ever.

ridden a motorcycle:  no stolen something:  no eaten an entire pizza by themselves:  no, doesn’t eat pizza made a prank call:  no broken a bone:  no fallen asleep during a concert or movie:  no walked out of a movie because it was so bad:  no been on the phone with someone for longer than 2 hours:  no. dined & dashed:  no held a gun: no ding dong ditched:  no gone skinny dipping:  no cried during a movie:  no smuggled food into a movie:  doesn’t like to attend public screenings lied to get a job:  no practiced lines in front of a mirror:  speeches and monologues, definitely tried to see how many marshmallows they can stuff in their mouth at once: no been kicked out of somewhere:  no been on a blind date:  no, he’s celibate ghosted someone:  no bragged about something they haven’t done:  no said i love you without meaning it:  he’s never said it in general gotten in a fight:  he didn’t instigate, but yes fallen asleep on a bus: never been on a bus

Miscellaneous.

how do they take their tea or coffee:  No coffee, but he takes his tea black, with no sugar what is their ideal date:  Doesn’t believe in dating what are some of their guilty pleasures:  Crosswords. He still reads the daily paper longest they’ve stayed up for:  probably around 30 hours, he pulled a lot of all-nighters during the early Gentle Conclusions days greatest talent:  persuasive to the point of building a cult strange habits:  Sleeping on the floor first job: Door to door dictionary salesman can they do a handstand:  yes can they cook:  yes do they have allergies:  no do they believe in love in first sight:  No opinion have any special talents:  Surprisingly flexible thanks to years of yoga, freakishly good memory that he uses to quote passages of books he’s read (or written) verbatim