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Day One: [Poison Ivy] // Robert Floyd:

-> Bobs got the hots for the admirals assistant. Bad. So bad it makes him feral. But what happens when he gets the dosage wrong and messes the whole thing up.

Day Two: [Dream A Little, Dream Of Me] // Bradley Bradshaw:

-> How are you supposed to sleep when all you see when you close your eyes is your dead and soaking wet husband?

Day Three: [Sixth Sense] // Mickey Garcia:

-> A freak accident occurs at the Hard Deck and Fanboy is faced with the challenge of being left to care for you, his not so official girlfriend.

Day Four: [My Brothers Keeper] // Jake Seresin:

-> Five seconds faster and Jake Seresin wouldn’t be standing in his bedroom telling the love of his life the biggest lie he’d ever told.

Day Five: [Odds Are?] Robert Floyd:

-> A quiet night at the Hard Deck doesn’t stay that way when two men hold you at gunpoint for the combination to the safe.

Day Six: [Mind Over Matter] // Bradley Bradshaw

-> Your mind is not your own when you’re exposed to a kind of ‘Sex Pollen’ your date spiked your drink with. But the worst part of it all is that Rooster takes advantage of your willingness to give your body to him.

Day Seven: [Gift Of The Gab] // Bradley Bradshaw

-> Throat Cancer. It’s never the way Rooster thought he’d go out. But when he does—he gets to give Jake a piece of his mind.

Day Eight: [Panic Room] // Jake Seresin

-> Between his ex, bird strikes and suicidal mission parameters it’s hard to keep a lid on things. So when you help Jake through a panic attack in the locker room, you become his lifelong lifeline.

Day Nine: [Battle Scars] // Bob Floyd

-> Robert Floyd doesn’t take his shirt off at the beach. But when the shirt stays on during sex? You start to wonder what he’s hiding.

Day Ten: [The Eternal Mark] // Jake Seresin

-> When at the Abbott Ranch for thanksgiving, the sound and sight of a cattle prod has you feeling like you’d been thrown back in time into the arms of the man who swore blind he was going to kill you.

Day Eleven: [Dark Red] // Jake Seresin

-> Jake Seresin is usually pretty cool, carm and cock sure of himself. But when his wife has an accident? He hits the deck pretty hard.

Day twelve: [Self-Flagellation] // Tom Kazanksy

-> After the death of Goose Bradshaw rocks the TopGun class. Iceman struggles with the ideology that his death could have been prevented if he wasn’t sure sure of himself.

Day Thirteen: [Damn You Seresin] // Jake Seresin

-> After a near fatal car accident sends Jake into a coma, you come to terms with the fact that saying goodbye was always going to be tough. No matter the situation.

Day Fourteen: [Bleed For This] // Bradley Bradshaw

-> It’s not Maverick that goes down in Snowy Mountains, but you. And someone doesn’t make it back.

Day Fifteen: [One Hit Wonder] // Bob Floyd

-> Robert Floyd was a pacifist, he didn’t enjoy confrontation or anything that resembled an argument. He preferred to use logical responses and persuasive reasoning to identify situations that might not work well in his favour otherwise.

Day Sixteen: [Trade Places] // Jake Seresin

-> It was supposed to be Hangman. And if you could go back in time? You’d let it be him. Without a shadow of a doubt.

Day Seventeen: [My Future & Past Javy Machado

-> You left Javy at the altar three years ago. In that time he put him back together again and moved on. But what happens when you show up in North Island looking to apologise for your actions.

Day Eighteen: [Lessons in Love & War] Bradley Bradshaw

-> On one of your first shifts back at work after the events of ToE. Odette is plagued with an illness that sends her to the emergency room with a very panicked Bradley Bradshaw.

Day Nineteen: [Never Good Enough] Mickey Garcia

-> People always leave Fanboy. He goes through pilots like chump change. Is it him? Is he the problem? What happens when one of the many times you’ve tried to console your husband when his demons become to brutal?

Day Twenty: [The Secrets We Keep] // Jake Seresin

-> A Father, Son & The Holy Shit Blurb. You and Jake argue over the practicality of your entanglement. Suddenly you feel like you have nowhere to run, or hide.

Day Twenty One: [Goodbye, Goodbye] // Jake Seresin

-> Jake & Amilia have been trying for a year, when they do fall pregnant it leads to a much bigger discovery and an even bigger heart heartbreak.

Day Twenty Two: [Before You & After You] Mickey Garcia:

-> Fanboys got a crush on the knew Hard Deck Barkeep. But when he’s still getting over the traumatic loss of his wife, crushes and new beginnings aren’t always so ease. (A Jekyll & Hyde backstory)

Day Twenty Three: [Sun & Moon] // Jake Seresin & Bradley Bradshaw:

-> Jakes got a secret he’s keeping close to his chest almost as close as he’s keeping you. Bradley comes face to face with a demand he can’t comprehend, but he doesn’t have a choice.

Day Twenty Four: Flight Deck Prologue

-> In an attempt to prevent Bob from running for the hills believing you’re a murderer. You sit him down to discuss your past.

~ Complete ~

[infoactionratio7]

(you) on my arm - s. adamu

summary: sydney is at a wall, she has no ideas when it comes to the new menu at the bear. she decides to go to a bookstore for some new inspiration, she finds it, but not in the way she was expecting.

pairing: sydney adamu x fem! bookseller! reader

word count: 2,514

note: annoying! carmy bc he literally is insane, kinda fluffy meet cute vibes, reader just moved to chicago, inspired by the song (you) on my arm by leith ross cause the song is rlly cute! also sydney gives me sapphic vibes, she definitely would have a crush on a girl!

monday morning -

Sydney was pissed, she had sent at least ten messages to Carmy in the last twenty minutes. Some about the new menu they were working on together, some about the fact that he had been a bitch the night before when he kicked everyone out because Claire just had to see the new restaurant. She ran her hands down her face in frustration as she sat at her dad's kitchen table, the sun streaming in through the blinds into the apartment. It warmed the floor as she got up from the table, debating what to do. She had no ideas left, everything was either not working out, or it just didn't fit the menu for the new revamped restaurant.

"Sydney, where are you headed off to today?" Her dad walked into the room with a steaming cup of coffee, freshly brewed from a new coffee blend she had found shopping the day before.

"Uh well Carm is not responding so I'm gonna head over to The Bear and meet up with him for a little then see where the day goes from there I guess." She walked out of the dining area and put her breakfast dishes away.

"Okay honey, have a good day. Hope he stops being an ass." She laughed, "Me too... me too."

Sydney grabbed her shoes out of the closet she had thrown them in last night, slipping them on and grabbing her bag. "I'll see you later dad." She grabbed her keys, and started making her way to the restaurant where she could deal with Carmy in person.

-

You looked around the bookstore, you had only been open for a month but it had been a hit within the community. You had almost any book anybody could want. There were teens coming from the school a few blocks away to get some cheesy romance novels to bring to the park and read with their friends, and there were grandparents coming in to get their grandchildren a new picture book about god knows what. You even had some people come in and request books you had never heard of before, you promptly ordered two copies of any book you didn't have. One for the customer, and one for you, to read and explore the pages.

It was a beautiful space, tall ceilings strung with fairy lights and lanterns, trying to bring some sense of whimsy to the dull days in Chicago. The books were arranged in every which way, requiring the customers to truly search for a book they wanted to read. You had tables full of recommendations, from people online and the employees of the bookshop. You really enjoyed curating all the titles you had in your collection. Tourists looking for a cute little magnet or souvenir adored the hole in the wall place, a safe space to just cuddle up and read a book.

You had a few customers that day, a mom and her son looking for his first chapter book to read. You had suggested he read The Magic Tree House, a series, about a brother and sister and their time traveling tree house. There was a tall guy with a buzzcut, who said he worked just down the street and was looking for a book about how to get rid of mold in the structure of a building. He seemed in dire need of some help, so you found the best book possible, The Toxic Mold Recovery Guide. You had no idea you had the book but it was meant to be. He thanked you immensely, leaving his name and number just in case you ever needed anything. His name was Richie, he seemed pretty nice.

Low music played as you restocked a shelf, you hated the idea of having Colleen Hoover books in the store but they were a big source of income. They absolutely flew off the shelves. The least touched section of the store were the cookbooks, it seemed like everyone in Chicago was moving too fast to just dedicate one hour of their day to making a meal from scratch. It was disappointing, because you had a large selection, from Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Julia Child to Momofuku by David Chang and Peter Meehan. You knew that someday it might come in handy and you would be lucky to have all the cookbooks.

-

Sydney walked into the restaurant in a sour mood, Carmy had still not responded to any of her texts and she knew he was here. She walked straight into the office, passing the locker room, sans lockers and covered in black powder. Richie furiously flipping through a book that said something about mold on the cover. He glanced up at her

"Shut the fuck up." She was taken aback

"I didn't even fucking say anything Richie," he scoffed at her

"Well I was preparing for you to say something dumb as hell, and you did so I stand by my first statement." He looked back down at the book and mumbled something unintelligible to himself. She rolled her eyes and made her way into the office.

"Carm are you here?" Turning the corner she saw the chef, surrounded by papers and various file folders. He had his phone in his hand and was about to dial a number, "You little bitch, you fucking had your phone this entire time." She couldn't believe what was right in front of her.

"What do you mean chef?" Carmy looked confused, "Of course I had my phone, I'm about to call the fridge guy."

Rolling her eyes she brought her hand up to her face, holding her forehead in her palm. "I texted you at least ten fucking times, you couldn't even bother yourself to respond!" Shaking her head she sank down into the office chair Carmy had abandoned an hour ago.

He looked around the room, trying to get her to understand how much work he had been doing, "Syd I've been trying to make sense of this paperwork for hours, I haven't had time to respond to your messa-"

Fak's head popped into the doorframe, "Carmy I got your text about helping Richie clean up the mold but he's being mean to me." Sydney turned from Fak to the red faced chef sitting on the floor. He had been caught in a lie, of course Fak came in at just the right time for this to happen.

"Okay fuck you chef, I'm leaving." Sydney shrugged, stood up and left the room. She heard heated words from Carmy as she walked out of the office and passed the locker room again, now he was pissed at Fak, as usual. She heard her name as she turned around,

"Sydney, wait a sec come here."

"What do you want Richie, I thought you wanted me to shut the fuck up." She crossed her arms tight and shot him a pointed look.

"You should go to that bookstore a few blocks down, I got this damn mold book earlier and saw a shit ton of cookbooks. You should check it out." She sent him a tight smile and turned her back to him. "Thanks Chef."

-

You had just finished restocking the shelves for the day when the little bell above the door rang. You went behind the desk and called out, "Welcome to The Book Worm, If you need anything let me know!"

You heard no response so you just busied yourself cleaning up the case that was behind the checkout, it housed all your special edition signed or first edition copies of books. It needed to be dusted pretty often because you wanted to keep the quality of the books at their highest, just in case anyone would ever want to purchase one.

You heard a thud come from behind you, and turning around you looked down at the counter. There was a stack of six cookbooks placed on the counter in front of you. Looking up you saw one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen since you had moved in to the city. Her hair was long and perfectly braided, her eyes a beautiful shade of umber catching the light in a hypnotic way. She had a grimace on her face, yet still looked stunning. You had no idea how to react, so instinctively you started to enter the books into the register as you made some small talk,

"So how has your day been," She sighed and looked up to meet your gaze, "If I'm being honest, shitty. My fucking partner wouldn't respond to my messages and when I went to talk to him he had is phone in his hand about to call someone. So yeah really fucking shitty." You looked back down at the book at disappointment, of course she had a partner and of course she was straight.

Awkwardly smiling you tried to think of a good response"Oh, um, wow. That's pretty shitty I'm sorry." She seemed to sense your disappointment, trying to save the conversation, "Shit uh, my business partner I mean, he's a little bitch sometimes. We're uh, opening a business- or I should say um," She rubbed the back of her neck, "We're kinda rebranding his brother's old restaurant, its a lot." You had finished entering all the books into the system, your chest had filled with warmth when she rushed to clarify that he was her business partner. You thought that maybe, just maybe it might be because she wanted to make sure you knew she was single, and not exactly straight.

"I guess that explains the cookbooks then," You looked at her, she had been staring at you in a flustered state of shock. "What, oh, uh, yeah! I'm kinda stuck making the menu so wanted to get some inspiration."

Sharing an understanding smile, you read her total out to her. She grabbed her wallet and pulled out some cash, as she handed it to you her fingers brushed along yours. It sent chills down your spine, no matter how cliche it might be, you knew that she was someone to keep close. Your face flushed red as you took the cash and put it into the register, printing her receipt and giving her any change she needed back.

You decided that since she got so many books you would give her a free tote bag, just so she could carry all the books out of the shop. You pulled one off of a hook behind you and started to put the books into a bag. You decided to quietly slip a business card with your cell number and a little note into a book so she could find it and contact you. A subtle way of screaming, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen I want to spend the rest of my life with you, without being too forward. As you finished packing the bag, the two of you both happened to say something at the same time.

"Do you wanna come see my restu-"

"Do you work at the restura-"

You flushed

"No you can go-"

"No you can go - sorry um. Do you want to come to the opening of the restaurant. It's uh, the one down the street, we're not opening for a while but, if you want to come to the friends and fam-"

You cut her off, wanting her to know you really wanted to go to her restaurant, "I would love to go... what was your name?"

"Sydney, It's uh Sydney" Her face got hot, nervous about the fascinating bookseller she just had the pleasure of meeting.

"Well Sydney, I would love to go. Just let me know the details," You softly smiled as you gave her the bag filled with books. She looked to you and grabbed a bookmark you had as a display that happened to have the shop's phone number on it. "I'll call you, um when we get closer to the open date, promise." You smiled, hoping that she would get in contact with you sooner than she expected to. She turned to leave.

"Thanks for coming in, really good to meet you Sydney." The door rang again and she sent you a wave through the glass, walking away quickly.

You were frozen, you had just given a random girl you just met your number, and had openly flirted with her for all the world to see. You crouched down onto the small stool you had behind the desk, tucked your head into your knees and screamed. You were feeling rushes of emotion and didn't think you would ever recover from that interaction. The bell rang again just as you finished screaming, you shot up and saw a group of teenagers heading to the new books you had just set out.

"Welcome to The Book Worm, If you need anything just holler!"

-

Sydney rushed back to The Bear, she was so utterly mortified, she had never seen someone so radiant and in their element. The chef couldn't contain her emotions as she stormed into the restaurant, Richie was the first person she saw, he started to say something,

"Not right now Richie I swear to God" The tall man was taken aback but threw his hands up in surrender, not wanting to get involved.

She might as well have ran into the office at the speed she was going, throwin the bag of cookbooks on the ground and closing the door, sliding down the back of the door she groaned,

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, fucking, fuck," dragging out the last word as she hit the floor.

Carmy stared at her from the floor a few feet away, "Yo Syd what happened to you? Looks like you just ran a marathon." He chuckled at the expression on her face.

"I just met the most beautiful girl and totally fucked up my chances with her cause I left so quickly." Sydney put her hands into her face and just sat there marinating in her embarrassment.

Carmy had some strong suits, his attention to detail one of them. He noticed something poking out of one of the books. He grabbed it, hoping that it was something that would change Sydney's mood before he had to work with her for more hours than they could count. He grinned taking the note out of the book and reading it,

"Hey Syd," He reached out to give her the note.

She looked up from behind her fingers, "What?"

He shook his hand, implying he wanted her to take the note from his grip. She groaned, then leaned forward to forcefully take it out of his hand.

She read the note, and smiled. Thank God you slipped her this note.

cookbook girl -

i hope you enjoy your SIX cookbooks, i have some more you could borrow for some inspiration. text me

Sydney's face heated up as she leaned back into door and scoffed.

Carmy had saved the day, one again.

[hopelessromantic5]

To heal my SydCarmy heart, here’s a little clip.

Sending my love

When you’re a chef, the most personal item you touch all day long, is your knife.

Your set of knives, curated by you, molded to your hand, sharpened again and again with your own will to keep going. To keep pushing. To be the best.

A chef’s knives are their coveted tools, the only armor between them and the strangers outside waiting to judge whatever you prepare them, combing through it with their eyes, with their mouths.

One chef does not simply ‘borrow’ another chef’s knife roll. It’s unheard of. It’s extremely risky.

Tuesday night, Sydney Adamu took her set home to cook dinner for she and her dad, which she seldom had the opportunity to do.

Because it was such a rare occurrence and because she overslept Wednesday morning, she forgot the knives on her sprint out the front door.

The realization didn’t dawn on Sydney until she was standing in front of her locker at The Bear, a loud groan leaving her as she pressed the heels of her hand into her eyes, to relieve some of the pressure.

Not only was she an hour late (which was still an hour earlier than anyone else arrived), but she’d forgotten her knives. Arguably the most important utensil in the kitchen.

“Syd?” She heard over her shoulder, approaching closer with light footsteps. “What’s wrong? You alright?” When he finally rounded the corner, concern was etched into his searing blue eyes, bright and warm like mid-July afternoon.

Her stomach flipped the way it always did when he looked at her, stupidly, unprofessionally.

Sydney shook her head to clear those thoughts away, he was too close, he might overhear her.

“I’m good, Chef. Sorry I’m late, slept past the alarm and the shower curtain fell right as I was stepping out and then I get all the way here and I left my fucking knives at home, like an idiot! And I just-“

“Hey, hey.” His tone was soft, pleading. As were his eyes. Unbearably soft.

Suddenly, as if it were his natural instinct, he reached out and touched her. Gently latching his warm hand onto her forearm, caressing it with his thumb.

Sydney stared at him hand for longer than necessary before finally looking up into his gaze. Getting the wind knocked out of her.

“You’re not late. Everything’s okay. I got the paperwork done early, anyway. And if you need help putting your shower curtain back up, I would be happy to help.” He smiled at her, dimples and all, but Sydney knew he was being genuine.

Carmen Berzatto didn’t really do empty words.

She chuckled at him, despite herself, shaking her head.

“I got it back up on my own but thank you, anyway.”

Carmen chewed on his lip, just looking at her before he turned and said,

“Come with me.”

Silently, he lead them into the kitchen, up to expo.

She sent him a question with her eyes

Carmy responded by smiling and placing something heavy and smooth in her palm.

“Here.” He whispered.

She looked down, and gasped.

Damn near dropped the object to the ground. She wound never. That was blasphemous.

Her eyebrows furrowed, surely he couldn’t mean…

“Carm, what-“

“Use them today. I’m used to shitty kitchen knives.” He said this with a shrug, as if this wasn’t something sacred she was holding. As if it wasn’t a part of his being, the way she knew that it was.

Carmen had just placed two tons of trust into her hands, and while she was freaking out and probably not breathing, Sydney was also basking in it.

He trusts me. He trusts me not to fuck up. He trusts me to handle it with care. He doesn’t just trust me with his restaurant, he trusts me with his heart.

She can’t continue this train of thought or she will cry. Right there in front of her EC.

“Thank you, chef.” She whispered.

[carmenized-onions]

CHAPTER 8 WOOOOH

i ADORE that it’s his pov, let us into your mind pretty boy!! they’re so cute, he’s down bad and i’m obsessed

Adorable in the literal sense!!! = my heart beating faster in the literal sense

GRUMPY CARMY HE’S SO CUTE I CAN NOT EMPHASIZE THIS ENOUGH

he’s happy about her wearing his jacket :’)))))<3 like ofc he is but the fact that it’s written out clearly is just 💓💓💓

“God, you’re perfect”- i i i i i i i i i i i i *malfunctions*

Carmen likes that idea. Your man. - 🥹🥹🥹 THERE ARE MORE PEOPLE WHO LIKE THAT IDEA 😁💃

You didn’t make it. Therefore, it’s just fine. - BEIDKFKRIENEDODN???? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE THIS

Un-special. - NOOOO BABYBOY ILL CRY

You grin, he has no come back for this, you’re perfect - 💓💓💓

He wants to be your man. He wants to have been your man. If he had been, for the past three years, you would probably be talking about moving in together, by now. - i’m gonna sob now, probably for a good amount of time tbh

He misses the fact that you usually share utensils, since you’re always trying something. But he’ll survive. - THEY SHARE SIDNFIFNFIFKF COUPLE *WHO ARE NOT OFFICIALLY A COUPLE* GOALS

So good. You’re so good - ✨🦋✨🦋✨

Like Mikey did, though, not in the same way, obviously. - CACKLE. I CANT EVEN

Carmy does have to give you hints, but he prefers it that way, prefers to be needed by you for a change - 🥺🥺🥺 they’re so wholesome i<3

but maybe on the underside? Only you and him would know it's there. - PLS LET THAT HAPPEN BUT IT’S CARMY WHO DOES IT 🥺🙏🏼🫶🏼 am i being bold coming with requests/hopes? absolutely yes but also you kinda set this up so i’ll blame you actually~

Name it. Name anything. He’ll give you anything. -😭😭😭 HE IS PERFECT

the quick kiss before work - THESE TWO ARE MY FAVOURITES EVER

cara mia - 🥹🥹🥹 yeah that’s just yeah :’)))))))<3<3

Pretty boy OPEN UP!!!! It was very fun, writing his POV, and a fun challenge, to be like-- Well, okay, what would he think about this?

I FUCKIN LOVE thinking about words a little more intensely, like adorable, like, bro the etymology behind it is being worthy of divine worship-- It's so deep. It actually is that deep, if u think about it. No i'm not fucking delusional YOU SHUT UP!!!

Grump carm is fun, i was equally as grumpy to leave that scene, honestly, as a breakfast lover. I've curated the perfect breakfast for people when they sleep over. If that was ruined for me and also I woke up to a phone call, i'd have a straight up meltdown. But also he's just a clingy sonofabitch so wear his jacket and suddenly everything's right as rain.

So many down bad lines we can hardly summarize em all!!! But the your man spiel in particular holds a place in my heart and also breaks it. (Also his whole coffee thing. Mf is not over the one time Tony made coffee and a peach wine)

As does the everything about him feeling un-special. I only know of one D20 watcher in my following, but if they're reading this, I was vv much going for a Kingston Brown/Liz Herrera relationship. Hard to feel special, when you're dating a hero.

YKNOW WHATS FUNNY, NO ONE HAS EVER NOTED IT, BUT I HAVE ALWAYS WRITTEN THEM TRADING SPOONS/FORKS WHEN SHE TRIES SOMETHING, AND NO ONE HAS EVER NOTED IT UNTIL I MADE IT SO CLEAR HE DOES IT ON PURPOSE LMAOOOO

"Like Mikey did, though, not in the same way, obviously. - CACKLE. I CANT EVEN" listen, i didn't know how else to make it clear that he does not think tony is actually his brother and also simultaneously does NOTT feel a type of way about his brother. But like . Yknow. SAFETY IN A PERSON OR WHATEVER OKAY!!!! SHUT UP!!!!!! jkjkjk.

As for underneath the table request, i plead the fifth. I don't know what the fifth is. But as for Cara mia-- I doubt this mf will ever say it again, but he definitely felt like he was getting his heritage challenged in that diner and he had to claim it for himself before The Actual Tony could. He's gotta have SOMETHING original in this bitch.

Anyways, anyways, I wrote like 1200 words of beats for the chapter after the next chapter, so here's a poorly cropped snippet from that to avoid spoils, because idk, maybe you like rough rough drafts. It's really honestly just the place i write jokes that will not make it into the final to make me laugh.

sommefuckingbitch indeed

ALSO FUCKING POPPING YOUR OTHER ASK IN HERE SO I DON'T DEMOLISH PEOPLE'S HOME PAGE LMAO <3

YEAH!! yeah to all those things. But listen, if it wasn't in-between the lines clear enough, of course carmy is wondering about that first point, too, so it'll be made very clear what the FUCK happened dontchu worry your lil head. Your lil hair washed possibly moaning head.

[diaryandgirl]

reflection on february 2024 goals

it doesn't feel like too long ago when I did this, because it wasn't!

February's goals represent to me the importance of progress, not perfection. I considered not making my monthly goals because I wasn't in the right headspace to create them until later in the month, but I decided to try anyway and see where I ended up. although I didn't hit all of my goals, where I have ended up is further along than I was 10 days ago. and I'm so happy with that.

Adult

bake bread (I am so happy with how this turned out! I love baking but my parents don't eat sweets, so my mom suggested I try baking them bread instead and it worked out so well. beginning my bread baker journey hehe)

declutter windowsill (this took me about 20 minutes and it made such a big difference! slowly working through decluttering my room bit by bit)

curate 23 pins on Pinterest of personal style (this simply didn't happen, but it will be a goal for March)

update bullet journal (took a few hours in a coffee shop but so worth it)

wash dishes right away after eating (this will be a goal for March)

Work

start one LMCC questionbank (LMCC will be a big goal in March)

submit rank list (so so happy to be almost done CaRMS season)

Content

post 29 times on Tumblr (I fell short but it's okay I'll catch up in March)

post a vlog (you can watch it here)

Health

finish POP Pilates for Beginners Calendar (to my chagrin, I still have two days left... which I plan on finishing this weekend)

drink my water bottle's amount of water daily (I want to keep this for March because I feel like I am so dehydrated if I don't consciously think about my water intake!)

Personal

get out of bed within 10 minutes of waking up (I was pleasantly surprised by how much I stuck with this habit, and it's something I want to keep around for March to ensure it sticks as this is something I've struggled with my whole life)

no aimless scrolling on my phone when waiting for something (I got this idea from a book called Ready or Not by Cara Bastone and I am happy about how less distracted I feel and look)

read four books for Black History Month (I stopped reading at the rabid pace I was on in January, so I overestimated my ability to do this. I ended up reading three)

[harryblogger]

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[hedunne]

@gunchamber asked: “  you  look  dangerous  -  i  like  it.   “ RANDOM  DIALOGUE  SENTENCE  STARTERS.  

he  supposes  that's  the  image  he  had  curated  for  himself  in  the  business.  or  maybe  she  also  heard  the  rumors  or  the  odd  tale  of  what  he  had  done  on  stage  prior  to  rehab  (  the  ugly  monsters  he  has  inside  shares  space  with  the  carming  balls  to  the  walls  musician  he  knows  he  is,  and  they  are  one  and  the  same  ).  eyes  covered  by  the  shades,  he  exhales  his  smoke  through  his  nose  and  looks  over.  "dangerous  is  not  something  to  like.  trust  me  on  that."

[thecarmillacurator]

Dear Future Wife: You, Me and Baseball

Hey Babe,

Red Sox won again today! They are killing the Blue Jays and finally gettin’ some leverage on the season, woot!

Speaking of baseball, do you like baseball? I hope so.  And I hope you’re the kind who’ll enjoy sitting out on the porch with me on a Saturday afternoon listening to it on the radio. Maybe with a beer in one hand and your other arm around me.

Unless it’s a nailbiter, somewhere around the bottom of the fifth inning, my mind usually wanders for an inning or two. I suspect I’ll lean my face up and run my nose along the edge of your jaw. I’d follow it, I’m sure, with a gentle kiss there to see if you’re possibly in the mood. If so, I’ll nuzzle one just behind your ear. Tug on the lobe with my teeth.

Hopefully, you’ll reward me with a happy mumble, and I’ll lay the flat of my hand between your breasts so I can feel your heartbeat. I imagine it will be slow and steady and strong. Maybe I’d like to speed it up: I’ll plant a few more kisses- maybe sucking my way down the side of your throat- and I’ll stretch my hand down around your side to pull our hips closer together while we’re stuck on the bench. Kiss me, will you? Something slow and deep. I’ll let my hand drift back over your stomach, then further down… There goes the button on your jeans. Slide my fingers in towards Home Base…

At which point I’ll see if I can get you to squirm a little. Depending on whether I’m feeling needy myself, or just enjoying making you feel good right there on the porch, Joe Castiglione may just shout “Home Run!” on your behalf while I’m pressing my face against your cheek and telling you how grateful I am you’re around and how I hope I’m presently helping your mind fully clench around that fact.

When we’re done- maybe it’s the bottom of the sixth inning by then if the person on the mound showed some endurance- I’ll lay my head on your shoulder, expect your arm to tighten around me, and settle in to listen to the rest of the game… the noise of the breeze, birds, and street a perfect Saturday background soundtrack.

I have this thing about dreaming of perfect Saturdays. And you’re always there.

Your FW,

---  @thecarmillacurator​

You all write great Carmilla fanfiction, but this is the stuff I write. ;)

[supersonicart]

Jocelin Carmes.

Marvelous illustration work from French artist Jocelin Carmes.

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[mandareeboo]

Have you seen the new season of Carman Sandiego. Please tell me you're seen it. You gotta see the new season, it's everything we've wanted. Also, basically the whole season is Holloween themed. (Also also have a good day and good vibes)

Just finished it!!! Aaaa it was so good! I loved the themeage going on, and watching Chase start to realize he was wrong. 

Well, last season I gave a bullet point list, so this season I did the same! Here’s random shit I screamed about throughout the episodes. =)

The gentle hitch in Carmen’s voice as she says “I… have his eyes.” Aaaaaaaaa

Fucking Fire Lord Zuko’s voice as some twink named Spinkick. I’m SCREAMING.

Carmen snarking about codenames like she wasn’t raised as Black Sheep like GIRL.

Carmen being offended at breaking into her potential mom’s house. Idk why I just love that touch. She grew up with thieves for family, where stealing was just normal, but picking mommy’s lock is crazy.

Every time Brunt tries to pronounce a foreign word it is. Art. Por faYvor. Shadow SAAN.

“There’s nothing here to steal!” -GESTURES AT TROPHY WALL-

Carmen just. Getting adopted by a luchadora.

Everyone getting all dressed up for Halloween and then Brunt just. Being a cowboy.

The fact that V.I.L.E. Heads really have nothing better to do with their days than play dress-up and Halloween games is great.

Them casually confirming they seek out young orphans with no support system and groom them like DAMN was not expecting it laid out like that.

That art curator lady throwing that priceless taser artifact at Zack and Ivy only for it to break was just. So funny? I’m sure it wasn’t REAL or she wouldn’t risk it but the scowl as Ivy says, “hope that wasn’t worth a lot?” was amazing.

Once a season or so Carmen gets the absolute shit kicked out of her and it’s just. Really troubling to watch? They don’t mess around when she gets wounded goddamn.

For a second I legit thought that Sonia was gonna fly outta that plane and die and I was NOT prepared for that angst.

Ivy and Zack tryna hijack a plane is so weirdly pure. They really will do anything for Carmen.

Listen full disclosure I’d love if it turned out Cookie Booker was Carmen’s mom simply bc she’s voiced by the original Carmen Sandiego (and it’d make her stealing the V.I.L.E. intel even more ironic) but I know the chances that’ll happen are basically none.

The slooooow roll of the window before Carmen asks him where Julia is and HIM ANSWERING AKSMDOCLSODKCS I love the cop-criminal dynamics in this show

“YOU WISH TO MOCK MY DRIVING SKILLS NOW?” “Do we, Carm? He’s kinda rockin’ it.” Zack is. A fucking gift.

The fucking. The fucking candy bowl. V.I.L.E. has a goodie bowl. No I will never be over it.

I thought Shadowsan was a silly name but now we’ve got The Troll and honestly?? He won. He lost but he won.

Crawfish King out here making tickets 100,000 each but he using sheet ghosts and dollar store pumpkins. I know it’s for charity but bro c’mon, dig into your personal funds a bit.

Every single time they see red Ivy and Zack just HAVE to say it’s Carmen’s color like it’s Vantablack and she’s the douche who owns it and it’s. Amazing.

Paperstar continues to be That Bitch no one wants to work with

The put a DRONE in a SHEET alsmsclsodkcs

Forget all the zany ass supervillians the cleaners are the most terrifying ppl in V.I.L.E.

Look, I ship Julia and Carmen but Carmen and Tigress have ABSOLUTELY had hate sex at some point. Same with Carmen and Paperstar. There’s just. Way too much going on there.

I NEVER FUCKING REALIZED THAT PAPERSTAR WAS VOICED BY KIMIKO GLEN UNTIL JUST NOW??????????? Took me three seasons to hear the Lena in there rip.

Brunt being willing to buy snacks for “trick-or-treaters” is fucking hilarious. What if someone HAD come. What if they got an operative home early. Was she really willing to hand out candy to strangers.

The amount of effort they put into trying to keep each chase scene interesting is great. They have to do a LOT of running animations and they keep putting little touches in to keep it from getting absolutely dull.

Mime Bomb hating Neal the Eel is great

Zari making a bunch of banana puns to razz Chase is great

Hideo just. Casually knocking a police officer unconscious.

Chase FINALLY starting to realize that Carmen isn’t some super wicked supervillain is great. I love how it’s played out. I love how you can SEE it sink in as he remembers Julia’s words, his realization that she was RIGHT and he BRUSHED HIS PARTNER OFF.

MIME BOMB JUST CASUALLY ABANDONING SHIP WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS, HE WAS SO DONE

Chase recognizing Neal’s escape with Crackle’s in season one was great, he’s finally putting shit together.

That shot of Player hovering over his computer while watching shit go down is really good? You can see the tension in him as he watches his closest friend commit serious high-stakes crime.

They just fucking???? Tasered her????? She didn’t attack anyone, she didn’t fight, she just looked at Roundabout right and they zapped her ass, holy fuck.

Shadowsan ABSOLUTELY volunteered to give Roundabout the talking down of a lifetime. He enjoyed every second of it.

If they even SQUINT at Graham wrong Carmen may actually commit real life murder.

[zaratanartecontemporanea]

3 > SET > QUINTA > 16h <> 20h >>> OPENING >>> SARA & ANDRÉ "Listas" ⠀ A Zaratan tem o prazer do convidar para a inauguração da exposição “Listas”, de Sara & André. A dupla apresenta uma série inédita na qual têm trabalhado regularmente desde 2017 e que vê agora a luz do dia pela primeira vez. Trata-se de um conjunto de colagens, resultante da leitura do diário Público e correspondente à tradução de uma obra "estrangeira", cuja origem não pretendem revelar antes da inauguração. ⠀ BIO: Sara & André nasceram em 1980 e 1979, em Lisboa, onde vivem e trabalham e estudaram, respetivamente, Realização Plástica do Espetáculo na Escola Superior de Teatro e Cinema (Lisboa, 1999-2005) e Artes Plásticas na Escola Superior de Arte e Design (Caldas da Rainha 1999-2005). Juntos estudaram Pintura na Sociedade Nacional de Belas Artes (Lisboa, 2008-2011). Expõem regularmente desde 2006. Realizaram e participaram em diversas exposições individuais e colectivas, em museus, galerias e espaços independentes tais como: 3+1 Arte Contemporânea (Lisboa); Appleton Box (Lisboa); Armário (Lisboa); Atelier­-Museu Júlio Pomar (Lisboa); CAC Málaga (Málaga, Espanha); Centre del Carme (Valência, Espanha); Espacio Trapézio (Madrid, Espanha); Fundação Arpad Szenes / Vieira da Silva (Lisboa); Galería Bacelos (Madrid, Espanha); Galeria Baginski Projetos (Lisboa); Inflight (Hobart, Austrália); MAAT / Fundação EDP (Lisboa); MAM (Macau, China); Museu Coleção Berardo (Lisboa); Museu Nacional de Arte Antiga (Lisboa); MNAC - Museu do Chiado (Lisboa); Museu da Cidade / Pavilhão Branco (Lisboa); Old School (Lisboa); OTR Espacio de Arte (Madrid, Espanha); PÊSSEGOpráSEMANA (Porto); Queen’s Nails Projects (São Francisco, EUA); Rosalux (Berlim, Alemanha) e The Mews Project Space (Londres, Reino Unido). Em 2017 comissariaram o ciclo de exposições Curated Curators, na Zaratan - Arte Contemporânea (Lisboa), do qual surgiu o livro Uma Breve História da Curadoria (Documenta, Lisboa, 2019). Estão representados em diversas coleções públicas e privadas e o seu trabalho é regularmente publicado em livros e revistas especializadas. ⠀ HORÁRIOS De Quinta a Domingo, das 16h00 às 20h00 APOIO República Portuguesa – Cultu https://www.instagram.com/p/CEmNWTcnAZi/?igshid=1b1310rgo0kdb

[marcosvidalfont]

#osmotic #zooextropia #marcosvidalfont #contemporaryart #art #mediation #documentation #space #valencia (en Centre del Carme Cultura Contemporània CCCC) Después de una semana de trabajo en Valencia, Osmotic esta listo. Osmotic es un espacio de documentación y mediación artística, diseñado y construido por Marcos Vidal dentro de la exposición Zooextropía, en el que se generarán actividades que reflexionen sobre el tema de la exposición desde nuevas perspectivas y otras voces. En colaboración con Maria Bella y con Mar Dols Merle, Tomas Hernández Espinalt y John Mario Céspedes, alumnos de PERMEA master de Mediación y Educación através del arte. Esta exposición comisariada por María Morata para el Centro del Carmen permanecera abierta del 21 de junio hasta el 22 de septiembre. Osmotic sera un contenedor de ideas y dialogos, un apendice vivo. Este proyecto cuenta con el apoyo el Institut d'Estudis Balearics Before a building up week in valencia, Osmotic is ready. Osmotic is a documentation and mediation space, design and built inside Zooextropy exhibition. In collaboration with Maria Bella, and the students of PERMEA Mediation and Education Master, Mar Dols Merle, Tomas Hernández Espinalt and John Mario Céspedes.This exhibition curated by María Morata for the Centre del Carme art center will be open to the public on the 21st of June till the 22nd of September. This project is supported by Institut d'Estudis Balearics.

[ukulelekatie]

okay so i used to be a carmilla fan and one of the first fanfics i've read was a childhood au where carm is moving in and they're good friends and they're dating other people but evntually get together. there was an anchor necklace somewhere there too. it's a really long one a i think theres a version of carm's pov and a version of laura's pov. i feel like it's a big deal of a fic? like one of those everyone knows. do you happen to know which one i'm talking about?

I’m actually not sure! There was a childhood friends AU like that called Because You’re Mine I Walk The Line that sounds kinda like that but I think it’s been deleted :(

This is a periodic reminder from your friendly neighborhood fanfic curator to please orphan your ao3 works instead of deleting them! It keeps the fic available online but it’s no longer tied to your account. No matter how much you hate your old fics, I guarantee you it’s someone’s favorite and they’d be sad to find out it’s gone for good

[erinmitchll]

Excited to share some upcoming exhibitions of Welcome to Green® through the end of the year! Coming soon: The Wrong Biennale Epicentre CCCC - Centre del Carme Cultura Contemporània València, Spain 1. Nov 2019 - 1. Mar 2020 epicentre.thewrong.org Curated by @davidquilesguillo and @systaime @cccc_centredelcarme @thewrong.biennale Wellness, Ltd. Galerie Manque New York City, USA 8. Nov - 24. Nov 2019 Curated by George Metesky @galeriemanque #thewrong #thewrongbiennale #cccc #centredelcarmeculturacontemporania #galeriemanque #erinmitchell (at Green Nature Resort & Spa) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4PnWMnIXoe/?igshid=mdo176u7r27

[didacballester]

Publicació "Reinventar el possible, accionar l'imaginable". Comissari @juanluistoboso Centre del Carme, @gva_consorcimuseus València. 2017-2018 . . . #didacballesterdesign #didacballester . . . #graphicdesign #graphic #design #identity #typography #identidadvisual #art #valencia #visual #curator #bookdesign #book #publicationdesign https://www.instagram.com/p/BnRJNnuFe2A/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2uc72d79fqir

[carlanews]

1/10/2021

"Pingas rompentes. Una mirada a Galicia. Colección CGAC", comisariada por Sara Donoso Calvo en el Museo do Mar de Galicia (Vigo).

Artistas: Carla Andrade, Berta Cáccamo, Eva Díez, Christian García Bello, Xurxo Gómez Chao, Vítor Mejuto, Álvaro Negro, Carme Nogueira, Pamen Pereira, Andrés Pinal.

1 octubre 2021 - 9 enero 2022. EXPOSICIÓN ORGANIZADA POR EL CGAC EN EL MUSEO DEL MAR DE GALICIA (Av. Atlántida, 160. 36208 Vigo)

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"PINGAS ROMPENTES. A LOOK AT GALICIA. CGAC COLLECTION" curated by Sara Donoso Calvo.

Artist: Carla Andrade, Berta Cáccamo, Eva Díez, Christian García Bello, Xurxo Gómez Chao, Vítor Mejuto, Álvaro Negro, Carme Nogueira, Pamen Pereira, Andrés Pinal.

1 October 2021 - 9 January 2022. EXHIBITION ORGANIZED BY THE CGAC AT GALICIA´S MUSEO DO MAR (Av. Atlántida, 160. 36208 Vigo, Spain)

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