#Huntington Village

[the-visual-chronicle]

Pride Month 2025

Happy Pride Month

[dana-del-no]

Go James

[middleland]

Aurora Borealis (2) by ET Photographic

[huntingtonnow]

Huntington Art Week to Feature Music, Exhibitions

Downtown businesses and organizations will host Huntington Art Week Feb. 19-26, offering the public more than 50 programs, including art exhibits, music, film screenings and workshops. Presented by Ben & Jerry’s Huntington and organized by digho and Colored Colors, this community-driven event aims to support local artists, engage residents, and boost local businesses. Event…

[mervequeenx]

My Save File - Brindleton Bay ⚓

Sable Square 🐾

Edgartown Village (40x30) by mimisimsbuildss

Nantucket Village (40x30) by @farfallasims

Jardane Art Center (30x20) by sweetandsyrupy

Huntington Townhouses (30x30) by @farfallasims

The Driftwood Colonial (40x40) by @farfallasims

Whiskerman's Wharf 🎣

Bay Coast Tennis Club (40x30) by @biancml (The tennis courts can be converted into basketball courts if the necessary mods for playing tennis are not available.)

Calico Yacht Club (40x30) by @simkhira

Whiskerman’s Seafood (20x15) by @simkhira

The Whale Bar (20x15) by @biancml

Brindleton Veterinary (20x20) by GabbsOfficial

Cavalier Cove 🐚

Coastal Cabana (30x20) by @farfallasims (The original build was 20x15 but I extended the house)

Oakshade Home (30x20) by @rheya28

The Captain’s Nest (20x20) by @farfallasims

The Waterfront Estate (40x40) by @farfallasims

Brindleton Inn (64x64) by @raianara

Deadgrass Isle 🛟

Library Serenity (30x30) by @rheya28

Thank you to the builders!

[kvetchlandia]

So...

I went today to see "A Complete Unknown," the new James Mangold flick about Bob Dylan's early years in the Village, from his arrival in New York City in Jan, 1961 until he went electric at the Newport Folk Festival in July, 1965.

I've been a Dylan nut since I was a little kid. This, I'm sure, has little to do with any genius or musical/artistic insight on my part. Rather, it's probably just a bit of luck that fell my way in having an older sister with excellent musical taste who first turned me on to Bobby.

Don't worry, I'm not going to give away anything, for those of you who might find yourself reading this and who want to see the film but haven't done so yet. I'll limit my comments to a few, very general points.

I've read some reviews that are critical of the film for compressing some events, combining others and flipping some chronologies, as well as for leaving out some people who were important parts of the Village scene in the early 60s. I think such criticisms are silly. We're watching a piece of dramatic art based in reality, not a documentary on that reality. Four and a half years of life can't be squeezed into a bit more than two hours of screen time without taking such license. We're not going to sit through those years in real time. The screen writers and the director have to make choices and they did so in order to tell the story they wanted to tell.

The only criticism I'll share, and I feel sharing it won't in any way way interfere with anyone's enjoyment of the film, is that I wasn't particularly happy with the way Suze Rotolo was portrayed. For those who aren't Dylan fanatics and who don't have a clue who Suze Rotolo was, she was Bobby's first love and muse after arriving in the Village. In fact, at Bob's request (he was involved with the making of the film), Suze's name wasn't even used, because even though she has passed, she was always a very private individual and all these years later, Dylan still wanted to respect that privacy. In the film, she's known as Sylvie Russo. In any case, Suze was a very strong, politically active young woman, a red-diaper baby (as am I), an activist in the Congress of Racial Equality and an artist in her own right. She's the person who introduced Bob to politics, getting him so involved that he was both a participant in the Freedom Summer integration and voter registration drives in the Jim Crow South in 1963 and a singer at Martin Luther King, Jr's March on Washington for Job's and Freedom, also in 1963. It was though her influence that Dylan wrote many of his most powerful early political songs. Due to their rocky relationship and ultimate breakup, she was also the subject of some of his most beautiful ballads from that period. I just don't think any of that comes through particularly well in the film. The writers and director chose to focus more on his time with Joan Baez. I understand why they made that decision. I just think they could have managed to do so without giving such short shrift to Suze.

As far as the acting goes, Monica Barbaro is fantastic as Joan Baez and she also does a superb job of singing in Joanie's style. Edward Norton is very good as Pete Seeger. Scott McNairy is heartbreaking in his few scenes as Woody Guthrie, already deeply disabled by Huntington's Disease when Dylan first visits him shortly after arriving in New York in 1961. Timothée Chalamet, of course, has to carry the weight as Bob. He's pretty effective. He doesn't have Dylan's charisma nor is he as stunning looking as the Dylan of 1965 was, but he still pulls it off.

All right, I've said enough. Go see it. You'll like it.

[sunnixsunshine]

Gonna just post this all together lol uh big post, lots of words, whatever, enjoy

Anyway, meet Roronoa Hikoboshi and Orihime! Hikoboshi resembles Zoro’s dad, he takes over the restaurant eventually while Sora is off sailing, Shinjiro is off sailing, and Takehiko is just causing massive amounts of problems to every type of authority out there lol. Orihime is actually Pudding’s daughter, her only child in fact. Idk, Pudding just eventually gets over Sanji(good, hes way too old for you sweetie tbh; narratively I enjoy their story but ooooooof couldnt she have been at least 18?), meets a new gentleman whos just as kind to her. He, too, has an interest in baking and they open a bakery together, which eventually moves to the exact oart of the All Blue where Sanji resides. Hikoboshi and Orihime meet when theyre 15/16 years old and immediately theyre pretty infatuated. With Orihime being a fairytale and love at first sight kind of gal and Hikoboshi being just as much as a hopeless romantic as his father. When the two want ther parents to meet—its pretty awkward at first lol

Hikoboshi and Orihime is directly inspired by the myth and Tanabata festival itself. As I said, Hikoboshi more so resembles his grandfather Arashi. Orihime is supposed to look like her father the most, however I wanted to play with the idea of her resembling Big Mom a bit? Mostly just the hair honestly, which starts off as brown but as he gets older it gradually changes to pink. Which makes me think about the possibility of Pudding maybe holding some kind of issues against her early on???? Idk but I would like to explore the idea! Btw, their moles are supposed to reflect their respective stars’ positions, Vega and Altair!

But anyway heres my designs for Zoro’s parents. Arashi was s two swords style user trying to work his way up to three swords style before he died. He grew up an orphan on the very outskirts of the village after both of his parents passed away when he was roughly 10. Tera grew up on the same island but she wasnt born there, her father bringing her there when she was eeeeeh like 4-6. She didnt grow up in the village though, in fact she didnt up grow up having a home town to name, she doesnt know where in the east blue her family is specifically from, they camped out in a tiny cabin in the wood with a few other bandits. She gets lost a lot, which is where Zoro gets it! She actually ended up having to choose between “carrying on the family business” (being a thief) or Arashi, and she chose Arashi because she’s actually really bad ar being a bandit. They met when they were 18, married a year later, but it took four years to finally have a family of their own. And turns out Zoro is the only kid they ever would have. Quick little details; when Arashi was fatally wounded by the pirates attacking the village, his swords were both essentially destroyed and later buried with him. And so was his earring. Same with Tera, who had genetic illness, Huntington’s disease, however she actually died of pneumonia in the winter time, but her Huntington’s symptoms were prevalent and Zoro was aware of what was going on. She, too, was buried with her earring, two of Zoro’s earrings specifically just being replicas in memory of his parents. And gonna state it outright here: no Zoro doesn’t have Huntington’s disease, but it is a fear of his that he pushes off to the back of his mind constantly. Tbh I just think it makes him more human as a character to have such a natural fear, idk.

Something I kinda REALLY wanna expand on is my idea of Arashi and Koushiro having a relationship somewhat similar to Zoro and Kuina; Arashi being a few years younger than Koushiro who has actual training to begin with, Arashi having no formal training, just his parents’ swords that they left behind. Now neither of them even knew they were like distant cousins, to Koushiro Arashi is just this younger kid with an obnoxiously loud desire to go above and beyond to learn two swords style when he doesnt have any formal training nor does he even know one swords style! Koushiro finds Arashi annoying and even talentless—and yet for several years they met in a field so Koushiro could pass his formal lessons onto Arashi. Arashi couldnt learn at the dojo because he couldnt afford it. The lessons would stop once Koushiro is being prepared to take over the dojo one day and also when he meets his future wife—so hes about 21 give or take, Arashi is around 17 at the least. Their relationship was mostly bickering because Koushiro doesnt like Arashi’s rash attitude and tendency to goof off. And Arashi found Koushiro to be uptight and too grown up. Arashi never could surpass Koushiro in a dual, both one sword style and two sword style. Hes just always been several steps behimd Koushiro and that’s what pushed him to train more. Fast forward to present day, and honest to god Koushiro NEVER connected Zoro to being Arashi’s child. For one thing, he didnt know Arashi had a kid, thats how strained they became, and another, Koushiro, to be fair, doesnt even see an ounce of Arashi in this kid whatsoever. The ego and eagerness to go above and beyond, sure, but what little kid ISNT like that?? Anyway, it comes as a shock and a part of him feels more obligated to take care of Zoro after having witnessed Arashi’s death himself years prior when Zoro wouldve only been a toddler.

[pamsimmerstories]

Maybe because J isn't serious about this that he's all cool and making jokes

previous || next

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[erica]: thank you, j. i love that you're summer's boyfriend now

[summer]: mom! stop that!

[matthew]: boyfriend?

[erica]: i caught them kissing at the christmas village

[jay laughs]

[summer]: that’s not true! i was hiding... because jay is tall. that’s all.

[matthew]: do we need to have a conversation, jay?

[erica]: no, matthew. no conversation. i don’t want her boyfriend running away.

[summer]: omg, mom!!

[erica continues to talk and ignoring summer]

[jay]: your mom wants me as her son in law so much... i’m kind of getting fond of the idea

[summer rolls her eyes]

[summer]: in your dreams, huntington

[thislovintime]

Screenshot from Peter Tork's My Generation interview.

“I did some work accompanying Steve Stills when he was with Ron Long and the Buffalo Fish.” - Peter Tork, Goldmine, May 1982 “I’d run into Stephen earlier when he was playing with Peter Tork and John Hopkins, and I thought they were really doing it right.” - Richie Furay, Crosby, Stills & Nash: The Authorized Biography (1984) “[Stills] put together a short-lived folk duo called Buffalo Fish with bass player Ron Long (another refugee from Greenwich Village). Together, they hit the Southern California folk circuit in late 1965, playing mostly folk and blues standards. One night, when they hit the Golden Bear, in Huntington Beach, Peter Tork was working in the club’s kitchen.‘I was between gigs,’ says Tork, ‘washing dishes and jerkin’ beer at the Golden Bear, when all of a sudden I hear this voice coming from out in the club. I look and it’s Stephen, who I hadn’t seen since leaving New York.’Over beers, Stills and Tork renewed their friendship and Buffalo Fish became a trio, with Tork adding some vocal support and comedic touches. But after a few more times around the circuit, Buffalo Fish spread apart.” - ibid “So we [Stephen Stills and Ron Long] were booked into the [Golden] Bear [in 1965] and we were really terrible for the whole gig except for two nights. Those two nights Peter [Tork] got up and played piano with us.” - Stephen Stills, Stephen Stills: Change Partners: The Definitive Biography (2016)

[registerednoirgaming]

📍Brindleton Bay | Montauk, New York

Whiskerman’s Wharf The Polo Bar, by Ralph Lauren by noirgaming 20x15 Whiskerman’s Seafood by simkhira 20x15 Whole Foods Market by simkoos 20x20  Nantucket Village by farfallasims 40x30 Brindleton Bay Yacht Club by simmermya 40x30 Sable Square

Coastal Town Street (multi-purpose lot) by catsaar 40x30

          - The Office of Noir Bendel, MD - Psychiatry - office - by noirgaming

          - The Montauket - restaurant - by noirgaming

          - Starbucks - cafe - by noirgaming

          - Salty Hair Salon - salon - by noirgaming 

          - Lighthouse Ballet Studio - dance studio - by noirgaming

          - Nantucket Cycling and Fitness Studio - by noirgaming

          - Cape Cod Nail Company - by noirgaming

Brindleton Bay Shops (multi-purpose lot) by sarahamina 40x30          - Vineyard Vines and Lilly Pulitzer - retail - by noirgaming          - Bayside Gelato - restaurant - by noirgaming          - The Law Office of Olivier Laurent, Esq. - office - by noirgaming          - David’s Kosher Eatery - restaurant - by noirgaming

Cloud Nine Apartments by farfallasims 30x20

The Huntington Townhouses by farfallasims 30x30

Carnegie Family Home by bojanasims 40x40

Cavalier Cove

Archibald Family Home - by bojanasims 40x40

New England Chapel - by missamelies 30x20

Lauren Family Home - by bojana sims 30x20

Paulk Family Home by farfallasims 20x20

Hilton Family Home by sarahamina 64x64

Deadgrass Isle

Martha’s Vineyard - restaurant - by noirgaming 30x30

[jadeseadragon]

Join in wherever you are with 12:00 pm and 6:00 pm noise protests: FULL LIST of actions

Grand Junction CO 12:00 pm 5th & Rood, east of Federal Courthouse

Honolulu 12:00 pm Federal Building 300 Ala Moana Blvd.

Philadelphia 1:00 pm ICE Office 114 N.8th Street

San Francisco 11:30 am Powell & Market Street

Seattle 12:00 pm Federal Building 915 2nd Avenue

Get to a 6:00 pm noise demonstration (15 minutes of loud, defiant noise disruption) in the following cities:

New York City: City Hall Park at Jacob Wrey Mould Fountain (enter Broadway & Park Pl)

DC Metro Area:

Silver Spring Red Line, Colesville Rd exit

Pentagon City Blue Line, S Hayes St exit

New Carrollton Orange Line

NoMa-Gallaudet U Red Line, M St NE exit

Los Angeles:

West Hollywood: West Hollywood Park @ Santa Monica Blvd & San Vicente

Boyle Heights: Hollenbeck Park

Arcadia: Huntington & Baldwin

Claremont: Foothill Blvd & Indian Hill

USC Village: 32nd & Hoover

Whittier: 5 points intersection near Shoe City 12560 Whittier Blvd

Chicago [note time 5:00 pm]

Little Village: Manuel Perez Jr Plaza, 4345 W 26th St, with Little Village Community Council

Uptown: Lawrence station on the Red Line

Atlanta Beltline at Ponce City Market

Boston JFK Federal Building, 125 Cambridge Street

Cleveland Clark and West 25th Street

Houston Corner of Westheimer and Dunlavy

Salt Lake City Utah State Capitol

Seattle Westlake Park - 4th & Pine

[the-visual-chronicle]

Pride Month 2025

Happy Pride Month

[promisedhexvens]

who: elijah & evangeline ( @evangeline-huntington ) where: the huntington house

there were few places where elijah felt as at home in - outside of the theatre - as he did in the huntington house. these were people who helped him out when he was at his lowest point. when elijah first moved to london, he hadn't really known what way was up. he'd gone from a small village just outside of manchester to a huge city and it had all been overwhelming. the huntingtons, for whatever reason, took pity on him. they had given him a place to rest his head when he had needed it.

knowing people for such a long time - since he was seventeen years old - was a blessing. he had never had siblings before but them? they were the closest things to them as he could ever think to get.

"evie!" elijah called as he knocked on the girls door. he hadn't been at the house for too long but he was frustrated that she hadn't come out yet. "evie, do i have to come in and drag you out here or are you going to come out some time today?" maybe he was a little too comfortable nowadays.

[middleland]

Huntington Park (2) by Nathan Racz

[thewintersoldierdisaster]

ooooh I live on Long Island but my friend from Boston is coming to visit!! do you have any good random recommendations for a couple of 20 y/o girls to do???

omg how fun!! i think a lot of the recommendations would be based on where you guys are going to be, but off the top of my head my favorite random things to do on li are:

holiday specific, but eisenhower park has a light show exhibit thing happening (luminosity! you have to buy tickets but it’s fun)

also holiday specific but the light show at jones beach is my favorite december tradition just don’t go on a weekend or you’ll be in traffic for a million years

i love going to to the old estates and walking around and seeing the land - coe hall is really nice but you can’t go wrong with any of the gold coast mansions

caumsett state park is really nice to walk through too

huntington has a ton of cute shops and good restaurants and is always decked out for the holidays

i love love love the americana and window shopping

waterdrinker farms also has a really cute winter set up with christmas trees and different displays

milleridge village is tiny but adorable!

i’m shit at it, but i love ice skating at one of the rinks

i’m also lowkey old and boring so i don’t have like “clubby” things to recommend and usually do my drinking and hanging out at my best friend’s house these days lol

[scarlet-the-girl]

The Friends You Make

Chapter 1: A Turned Page

Writer's Note: Until I can get an AO3 account, this is where I shall be posting this. Please enjoy.

5127

I stopped at a lovely little café today called­ the Sweet Surprise. It was run by a little foxkin named Lydia. She carried pepper and cheese rolls I think you would adore. They would’ve paired well with your summer blend of tea.

I miss you.

J. Stern

Joseph woke up in a cold sweat, not remembering where he was for a moment. That was happening more and more often these days, and it was starting to look like a bad omen. But nevertheless, Joseph had to get up and find another assignment.

He efficiently repacked his items into his backpack and dressed, making sure to style his black hair (neat and slicked back) and polish his curved ram’s horns before he stepped out of his room at the inn. He made sure to grab some of the provided breakfast before setting out on another long walk that day: coffee with plenty of milk in it for now and his thermos, along with a flaky pastry filled with sweet cream and peaches.

He checked his map one last time before heading down a dirt highway towards the closest village. It was shaping up to be another quiet walk, alone. In these times, Joseph had a lot of silence his mind could fill with any number of problems or ruminations.

This had been Joseph’s way of life, ever since he left home at 18 to find a purpose of his own. He’d joined the F.G.I (Fantasy Guild of Investigation) to help in the U.P. division, finding unexplained troubles in towns and villages and determining whether or not the troubles were of magical or mundane origin. If they were mundane, Joseph had the authority to handle the situation as he saw fit. If it was magical? Well, he kept the population as safe as he could, while contacting and waiting for magically inclined guild members to come and take care of it.

This lifestyle did not facilitate a plethora of friendships and relationships in Joseph’s life, or a home he could call his own. Why did Joseph live like this? A combination of many factors: A drive to succeed and better himself to the point of exhaustion at times, the fear of opening himself up to people without the complete reassurance that they wouldn’t use that against him one day, and a phantom he’d been hunting for ages now.

Though Joseph Stern did not know it, today would be start of a new chapter for him, forcing him out of his monotonous lifestyle, whether he liked it or not.

Many miles and hours later, Joseph arrived at his destination, Huntington. A relatively large, but quiet trade city that usually had many problems to solve, though the size of those varied. Joseph hadn’t been to this side of the continent yet in his travels and was eager to explore and learn what he could. If nothing else, it would be another place to rest and perhaps hear whispers about another village’s problems that he could go help with.

Joseph was also grateful to be in a relatively diverse city, so he wasn’t the only tiefling in town. He’d trained himself not to care about the gaping stares of others in more insular towns, but it was still nice not to need to put up as many defenses.

Though Joseph’s investigation of the city turned up nothing he could help with, he was pointed towards a message board that the other villages nearby used to get adventurer’s attention in the case of a crisis. On that well used message board was a fresh plea from someone in a nearby village:

To anyone dumb enough to walk these lands for adventure,

Something is threatening our town. Buildings keep getting ransacked, people are getting hurt and our guys can’t handle shit. So come to Kepler and help, but I can’t pay you nothing.

- Pidgeon

After the brief note was a list of directions to take someone to Kepler the quickest way. Joseph decided that this seemed vague enough to at least warrant a visit and some questions. But before leaving, he had to complete his own side quest. Though today would not bring any more results than the last 14 years.

It was the same in every village, town and city Joseph ever visited on his travels: go into each bakery, restaurant, and café he could find in the area, give them the description of a tall Bugbear with dark brown eyes and a gentle demeanor by the name of Barclay, and asked them if they’d ever seen him pass through town. The answer was always no. Joseph knew it would be. He rarely got his hopes up anymore, but it still stung nevertheless.

Luckily, he didn’t have time to linger as he headed off towards the village of Kepler. It wasn’t as far of a walk comparatively, and as he made his way into forests that seemed to surround Kepler, he found a warning sign staked by the road.

Warning: You are moving into a Natural Resonant Quiet Zone. Magical means of communication will have a higher Arcane Spell Failure Chance going out and into the NRQZ. Please be advised when preparing daily spells within the Monongahela Forest.

          Joseph nodded, recognizing the warning. He’d heard about the magical properties of the Monongahela Forest and was excited to see what the woods and the village of Kepler would have to offer. It proved to be fascinating even from the path, as he witnesses a rabbit hopping into a hole on a log, and then that same rabbit hopping out of a different hole on a different log.

            It only took a bit more walking for Joseph to find the sign announcing the entrance to Kepler and the quaint buildings that made it up. It was getting into early evening when Joseph arrived and everyone was making their way to their homes or an inn for supper. It seemed obvious to Joseph that this was a mostly human town, as he was granted the usual stares from the villagers; though they weren’t as alarmed or prolonged, which made Joseph a tiny bit more relaxed. But he understood the stares, even if he disliked them. There was never a wide variety of tall, blue tieflings wherever he went.

            Not too far from the center of town was a beautiful wooden building surrounded by a lush garden. The sign read ‘Amnesty Lodge’ with a sign below adding ‘All are welcomed here’. Well, that was good enough for Joseph as he followed the wooden plank path up to the Lodge. Opening the massive double doors into the main lobby, Joseph had the strangest feeling of coming home. Joseph tried to give himself some credit, it was very homely decorated with a massive hearth in the center of the lobby and many people sitting around and chatting with one another. This also seemed to be where the non-humans gathered, as Joseph could spot a few different races immediately: a Fire Genasi, a Selkie, and Vampire, and that was just upon first glance.

Joseph made his way to the front desk, where an ethereal woman greeted him with a smile. Joseph decided to pay for a week to start and he found himself in a room perfectly suited to his needs: A well sized bed, private bathing chambers and a writing desk by the window. After unpacking his bag, he made his way to the lobby and towards the dining room. Dinner service was about to start soon and many of the residents and visitors were gathered already. Joseph took a quiet table near the back to observe the others.

After a time, a stew dinner was served with fried potatoes. The waiter, the Selkie, dropped his utensils as he passed him a dish. The Selkie apologized and rushed off to get another set, forgetting to grab the dropped ones. Joseph took the time to bend down and grab them himself, and he froze as he moved up, his eyes catching the underside of the table.

A carving, a very old carving read ‘Barclay’s Spot’.