#actually not over Rosa Chemical

[eurovision-del]

The final night of Sanremo is happening tonight, and with it we’ll find out who will get first refusal to represent Italy at Eurovision! It’s always a bit of a rush ranking Sanremo songs with how quickly the week goes by, but here’s my feelings based on first impressions:

Rosa Chemical – Made in Italy

Sethu – Cause perse 

Madame – Il bene nel male 

Lazza – Cenere

Elodie — Due

Articolo 31 – Un bel viaggio 

Olly — Polvere

Gianluca Grignani — Quando ti manca il fiato

Ultimo — Alba

Colapesce DiMartino – Splash

Giorgia – Parole dette male 

Will – Stupido 

Colla Zio — Non mi va

Mara Sattei — Duemilaminuti

Marco Mengoni — Due vite

Modà – Lasciami 

Leo Gassmann — Terzo cuore

LDA – Se poi domani 

Shari – Egoista 

Cugini di Campagna — Lettera 22

Paola e Chiara – Furore 

Tananai – Tango

Ariete — Mare di guai

Coma_Cose — L’addio

Anna Oxa — Sali

Gianmaria — Mostro

Levante – Vivo 

Mr. Rain — Supereroi

I didn’t have time to follow the shows live, instead just watching the performances from night one and two the morning after the show. I enjoyed night one well enough, but found the night two songs much stronger, broadly speaking! All my top four came from there!

My absolute favourite entry this year is Made in Italy. I was hooked on this song just from the guy in the orchestra doing the announcer bit at the start, and it only got better from there! I love the unique sound it's got, the electro swing beat is very catchy and works unexpectedly well with the rap! It's got a chaotic energy to it, there's a lot going on, yet it never feels messy. Though I have to admit I nearly lost it when he started scatting! The song moves at such a pace and I enjoy every second of it, so it ends up feeling much shorter to me than it is! I could honestly listen to this on repeat. And I absolutely love his aesthetic, his outfit was so good.  

There’s not as much separating the rest of my top five. I really enjoyed Cause perse, it’s got that pop punk sound to it, very energetic, it gets me hyped up! I only wish it were longer! Next, I loved Madame’s song Voce in 2021, and still listen to it regularly, but I might honestly prefer Il bene nel male. The sound is exciting and a little tense, it draws me into it. I think the production is great, and Madame’s voice is fantastic, she really knows how to perform. Speaking of good production, Cenere is one of the best produced songs here. I especially love that isolated bass right before the chorus, and it helps that I also really like the sound of Lazza’s voice. My final stand out from this selection is Elodie with Due, I don’t think it’s as strong a song as her previous entry, Andromeda, but I still enjoyed it a lot, and Elodie is a fantastic artist.

I would love to see any of these five songs at Eurovision, but, as usual, Italy is pretty spoiled for choice! There’s plenty of other great songs further down my list which could serve them very well at the contest. I reckon they’ve definitely got the quality here to maintain their top 10 streak, and I'm excited to see what they send!

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Do you have any long domestic fics like 100k+? Like we are stuck in happy ever after

Hey Nonny!

Ah, this is a good question!

I've gone through all my Platonics and Domestics (Dec 2022) Johnlock lists as well as my offline lists, and I've decided to do a 50K+ list so I can have MOAR FICS lol. Hope that's okay!!

Enjoy!

If you have a long-fic that focuses heavily on Domestics with a happy ending, please do add them, friends!

LONG DOMESTIC JOHNLOCK (50K+ w)

A Study Of Living With Sherlock Holmes by  AllesandraQuartermaine (T, 50,234 w., 22 Ch. || Post-ASiP/Pre-TAB, Domestics, Friendship, POV John) – Learn about what happened between John and Sherlock January 31st and March 22. From John's pov on how to survive and learn to live with one eccentric mad genius known as Sherlock Holmes. 

A Hundred Crimson Sols by elldotsee (E, 55,536 w., 16 Ch. || Astronauts AU || Mars Exploration / Space Travel, Slow Burn, Shy Sherlock, Scientist Sherlock / Biomed Engineer John, Alternating POV, Mutual Pining, UST, Angst with Happy Ending, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Injuries, Suicidal Ideation, Zero-G Sex) – Will Holmes is a chemical researcher recognized widely for his contributions to the new Mars exploration program. Thanks to his ground-breaking developments, the IMMC (International Mars Mission Corporation) is one step closer to Martian colonization. Will and his team of scientists are headed out on the first of three manned missions before the first group of settlers arrive. Three days before launch, one of the crew has to be replaced. Will panics because...new people. The replacement is of course one John Watson, biomedical engineer and space hottie who was pretty sure he had retired from actual space exploration and was now content to work in the nice, quiet research lab. Can the crew survive this TOTALLY ROUTINE trip? Will they be able to endure each other for the looooooong trip in close quarters? Gonna be a wild ride... prepare for blast off. Part 1 of SpaceBois go to Space

Isosceles by SilentAuror (E, 56,609 w., 7 Ch. || Post-S4, POV John, Original Male Character / Sherlock Dates Another Man, Love Triangle, Jealous John, Virgin Sherlock, Sexual Coaching, Angst, Romance, Domesticity, Unrequited Feelings, Miscommunication, First Kiss/Time, For a Case, Friends With Benefits, Bottomlock, Love Confessions, Spooning) – After solving a case for a major celebrity, Sherlock gets himself asked out. When John asks, he discovers that Sherlock has no intention of going, at least not until John agrees to coach him through whatever he might need to know for his date...

The Book of Silence by SilentAuror (E, 60,056 w., 2 Ch. || S4 Fix It / Post S4, Virgin Sherlock, Rosie / Parentlock, Domesticity, Fluff, Praise Kink, Sex Toys, First Person POV) – As spring blooms in London, John and Sherlock begin to take new cases and cautiously negotiate this new phase of life with John living at Baker Street again. Despite how well it's all going, John struggles to forgive himself for the way he treated Sherlock following Mary’s death as well as trying to figure out how to finally put his long-time feelings for Sherlock into words. Part 1 of The Book of Silence/Rosa Felicia

Proving A Point by elldotsee & J_Baillier (E, 186,270 w., 28 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Me Before You Fusion || Medical Realism, Insecure John, Depression, Romance, Angst, POV John, Sherlock Whump, Serious Illness, Doctor John, Injury Recovery, Assisted Suicide, Sherlock’s Violin, Awkward Sexual Situations, Alcoholism, Drugs, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Body Image, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Pain, Big Brother Mycroft, Intimacy, Anxiety, PTSD, Family Issues, Psychological Trauma, John Whump, Case Fics, Loneliness, Pain) – Invalided home from Afghanistan, running out of funds and convinced that his surgical career is over, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Little does he know how much hangs in the balance of his performance as he settles into his new life at Musgrave Court. Part 1 of the Care And Companionship series

MARKED FOR LATER

The Homecoming Series by sussexbound (M, 51,744 w. across 12 stories, WIP || Domestics, PTSD, Love Confessions, Hurt/Comfort, Cuddling, Jealousy, Family Issues) – Sometimes home is all you need. After three years of horror, betrayals, and crushing loss, John and Sherlock find their way back home to one another, and together find new footing in a world that has changed forever.

Your Many Tendencies Series by apliddell (T, 52,222+ w. across 5 works || WiP || Femlock, POC Characters, Enby Character, Sherlock’s Violin, YouTuber John, UST, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Slow Burn, Domesticity, Fluff, Recreational Drug Use, Friends to Lovers, Sherlock’s Past, First Kiss, Love Confessions, John’s Family, Christmas, Anxious Sherlock, Hurt / Comfort, Institutional Racism) – John Watson returns to London after a long absence, somewhat the worse for wear. She meets Sherlock Holmes, and starts feeling excited about life again.

Following the (Silver) Fox by Jobooksandcoffee (E, 54,355 w., 15 Ch. || S3 Fix It Fic, Sherstrade, John/Mary, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Pining Sherlock, Resentful John, Regretful John, Domestic Life, Drug Use, Happy Ending, Greg’s Children, Friendship, Unrequited Love) – After two lonely and painful years away eliminating the threads of Moriarty’s web, Sherlock comes home to find John living with Mary. John is also hurt and resentful, determined to not allow Sherlock to undermine his relationship with his new fiancée. Greg, who always thought Sherlock and John belonged together, becomes a closer friend to Sherlock. He gives the Consulting Detective a place to stay, a friend to have dinner with, someone who will listen to him. He tries to keep all interfering feelings at bay. As Sherlock notices his friendship with Greg becomes stronger, he begins to accept that maybe he can be alright even with John not living at Baker Street any more. He and Lestrade can work at the Yard, and talk about cases. Greg is good at rescuing Sherlock when John and Mary’s wedding preparations get intense. They are friends. This is enough for Sherlock. Right?

Hearts Don't Break Around Here by thatawkwardfriend (M, 54,796 w, 12 Ch. || Teenager AU || Homophobia, Past Abuse, Artistic John, John saves Sherlock, BAMF John, Horse Riding, Swimming, Minor Violence, First Kiss / Time, Making Out, Fireworks, Carnival, Fluff and Humour, Angst with Happy Ending, Death / Funeral, Hurt / Comfort, Morning After, Domestic Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining) – When John gets in a fight at school, his parents send him to Sussex for the summer in hopes that living with the Holmes’ will shape him up. It is there that he meets Sherlock Holmes: a class A asshole too smart for his own good. John expects a long, dull, lonely summer. What he does not expect is to form an unlikely friendship with the strange boy across the hall. What he expects even less is to fall in love with him.

Ours Series by KeelieThompson1 (M, 76,922 w. across 7 works || Omegaverse || Omega John, Alpha Sherlock, Domestics, MPreg, Pre/Post Reichenbach) – John is an omega who has been on heat suppressants his entire life. When Sherlock realises this and shows an interest in John, they have to work their way through the problems caused by John having never had a real heat in his life.

The Things That Haunt Us by BRNZ (E, 92,993+ w., 18/? Ch. || Graphic Depictions of Violence, Dead People, Child Death, PTSD John, Psychological Horror, Nightmares, Bed Sharing, Heavy Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Developing Relationship, Childhood Trauma, Domestic Bliss, BAMF John, Friendship / Love, POV John, Pining John, Therapy) – What happens when a post war vet with PTSD takes up with a madman detective and they spend time investigating and solving some truly horrific crimes? How does the doctor who can kill with steady hand process all that additional trauma? How do we recognise that our past still haunts us, in ways we don't realise? When you are caught in a vicious cycle of needing the thrill of the chase, and having to deal with the fallout...what happens when you might need to choose between the two for your own sanity? The story of how two damaged men managed to find their way back to each other and begin to make a future together.

The Trouble with Sentiment by Khansfringe (E, 95,153 w., 16 Ch. || Omegaverse || Omega Sherlock, Alpha John, Knotting, Blow Jobs, Rough Sex, Pregnancy Prevention, Love Letters, Soldier John, Fingerfucking, Heat Suppressants, Implied Alcoholism, Implied Drug Use, Mating Cycles, PTSD Symptoms, Slave Trading, Angst, Fluff, Domesticity) – When John, a twenty-two year old Alpha university student, gets dragged to an Omega auction house by his friend, Mike Stamford, he wasn't planning on buying anything. At least, not until he saw Sherlock, the eighteen year old, emaciated Omega with trust issues. Now John and Sherlock have to find a way to work through both of their troubles, including Sherlock's tragic past and John's volunteering to join the army. Part 1 of the Always series

A Vintage Exceptionally to Your Liking by EmmyAngua (E, 95,334 w., 19 Ch. || Alternate Dimensions AU || S3 Fix It, Lies, Angst, Pining Sherlock, Superpowers, Domestics, BAMF Mary, Hiatus, First Time, Magical Realism, Slow Burn, Colliding Universes, Moral Dilemmas, Betrayal, Mary’s Past) – Sherlock and John met seven years earlier than canon and fell in love. When John dies, Sherlock is introduced to the concept of alternate dimensions and given the opportunity to visit a different universe where he can have a second chance with a new John Watson. A love story across alternate dimensions.

Minutiae (Or 156 Things I Know About You) by AtlinMerrick (E, 106,114 w., 80 Ch. || Marriage, Anal/Oral Sex, Domestics, Stand Alone Chapters, Humour, Prompts, Lovers, Short Stories) – Here, in no particular order, are some of the things John has learned about Sherlock, and some of the things Sherlock has learned about John. In the end there will be 156 mundane and unusual facts for each of them. (Um...I never stopped at 156.) (All chapters stand alone.)

Ex Files by 7PercentSolution (T, 161,586+ w., 58/? Ch. || Autistic Sherlock, Blogger John, Neurodiversity, Depression, Suicidal Ideations, Kidlock, Chemistry, Protective Mycroft, Bullying, Sherlock’s Violin, Case Fic, Missing Scene, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Domesticity in Flatsharing) – A collection of one shot stand alone ficlets of varying lengths that cover aspects of Sherlock's world. Not in chronological order, nor linked, but together adding up. Varying points of view, but mostly John's at the start. Each chapter informs and illuminates some aspect of character or an event in their back story. Part 1 of the Ex Files series

The Only One in the World; I Invented the Job by apliddell (E, 323,869 w., 460 Ch. || Post-TRF, Developing Relationship, Flirting, Texting, POV Sherlock First Person, Domestic Fluff) – This is the sequel to The Adventure of the Consulting Corpse. It's a serial with short plot arcs and long characterisation arcs. It follows John and Sherlock through the development of their relationship. Part 2 of the The Most Human series

Reichenbach Falls by VeeTheRee (M, 536,133+ w., 101/303 Ch. || WiP || Gravity Falls /  Multifandom AU || Alternate First Meeting, Gay Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Unilock, Summer Romance/Love, Fluff, Insecure Sherlock, Villain Mary, First Kiss, Slow Burn, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Canadian John, French Canadian Lestrade, Insecure Sherlock, Mystery, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship Summer Love, Light Angst, BAMF! John, Case Fic) – Two Canadians, two Brits studying in Canada, and an upkeeper walk into a Mystery Shack…. and live there. Summer holidays are here, and the step-siblings, Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes, find themselves in a boring town called Reichenbach Falls, Oregon, USA. It isn’t as boring as it seems, however, once Sherlock stumbles upon a mystery journal, and the author is unknown. The journal contains ciphers, a strange colour wheel, and information about magical creatures that are said to be looming in the Northwestern forests. With mysteries to solve in hand, he and Irene set out to get to the roots of the town, and the abrupt disappearance of the author of the journal. But they’re not alone - John Watson, quite the handsome nephew of the Mystery Shack owner Greg Lestrade, is on their side to help out, plus mess with Sherlock’s feelings, in a good way. Shenanigans, romance, fun, danger, and deductions ensue. Oh, and there’s also occasional SuperWhoLock and two dorky Winchester brothers to spark up the action later on. Part 1 of the Reichenbach Falls series

[dolce-tenebra-toscana]

La squadra and what i think they would perform at Sanremo 2023 ( i'm choosing between the actual contestants this year )

Risotto ✂️: Paola e Chiara " Furore "

Goth Man would be living the best moment of his life, give him his dance/techno moment with a metallic lookin outfit please. Risotto with a mic is the definition of a Diva

Prosciutto 🍖: Tananai " Tango "

This is just my thirsty tuscan ass simping over the both of them...In my mind i can imagine Prosciutto singing this song to me, with a hoarse and deep voice...lifting my chin slowly....* faints *

Formaggio 🧀: Colla Zio " Non mi va "

Formaggio is laid back enough to sing this with their same energy, he would just vibe and have fun with the bandmates and audience ( Also give the cheeseman pastel wardrobe please )

Illuso 🔎: Anna Oxa " Sali ( canto dell'anima) "

They are basically the same person, and Illuso screaming at top of his lungs looking like the lovechild of Narcissa Malfoy and Stevie Nicks is honestly a mood.

Melone 🍈: "Rosa Chemical " Made in Italy "

Do i need really to say more? C'mon i think this masterpiece speak for itself and our favourite Toscanino Meloncino

( also i piedi made in italy 👀👀👀🤣🤣🤣)

Ghiaccio 🧊: Lazza " Cenere "

Has the right amount of angst and sadness that i think would suit Ghiaccio a lot. But honestly is just cause Blanco isn't a contestant this year, because Ghiaccio destroying roses and outraging the whole city of Sanremo? Yes please

Pesci 🐟: Sethu " Cause Perse "

Just because this poor guy is basically in last place and if Pesci was a Sanremo's contestant....he would have the same fate lol. We still love you sethu 🤣🤣

My jojo oc would sing this song 👉👈, please don't judge me 😭😭

I know it's not on the Sanremo list but is totally her vibe 👉👈🩷

[martsonmars]

I just saw a music tag game that I'm adapting for your (and my) entertainment: (old timer voice) Back in my day (/end old timer voice) we used to have these tag games on Facebook where you'd put your iPod on shuffle and use the song titles to answer a series of personal questions. No skipping!

So! Put your Spotify Liked list or your favorite playlist or whatever on shuffle and here we go: What is your gender? How do you feel? If you could go anywhere, where would it be? Describe your best friend: If your life was a tv show, what would it be called? Favorite time of day? What do you fear? Relationship status? What is life like to you?

ooooh yes i like this version of it because i wouldn't have been able to pick an artist 🤣 (but also, thanks @shrekgogurt for the tag!)

i put on shuffle my top songs 2022 playlist, let's see what happens.

what's your gender?

Jolene by Dolly Parton. Interesting choice. It feels gender enough, especially if I think of Lil Nas X's cover and, of course, McQueen McQueen.

how do you feel?

Zero to Hero from Hercules. Well. I'm pretty much still in the “zero” phase but maybe this means there's hope 😂 (also are the Muses horny for me???)

if you could go anywhere, where would it be?

Space Man by Sam Ryder. YES PLS. I want to see the universe!!!

describe your best friend:

Bulletproof Heart by My Chemical Romance. I don't know how much this song could actually describe my best friend, but she's the one who introduced me to this song and it was relevant in some important phases of our friendship, so it's pretty fitting.

if your life was a tv show, what would it be called?

you should see me in a crown by Billie Eilish. Um yes please I deserve a crown. Maybe I'll steal Lamb's.

favourite time of the day?

Volcano Man from the Eurovision movie. The first line contains the word “night” so this is pretty accurate again 😂

what do you fear?

SNAP by Rosa Linn. “It's 4am, I can't turn my head off // wishing these memories would fade, they never do”, “get out of my heart // cause I might snap”, “and if one more person says // You should get over it // I might stop talking to people before I snap”. Well. I guess it could make sense.

relationship status?

Dancing Queen by ABBA. No comment on this one.

what is life like to you?

The Passenger by Iggy Pop. Not a bad choice tbh.

~~~

well, i had fun with this!

[ciarashoggoth]

A Report! From Inside The Walls of Mallmart

This is the part where I was supposed to storm up to management and give them my 3 week notice and maybe, a piece of my mind…. Except I didn't. I wanted everything to be normal, so I could get the work done until I got my degree, move out, and become someone who actually had their life together. Mallmart was the only place in my life I had competence in, and if I gave it up, that meant starting from square one, still at home with my parents. 

And that meant that every little insult my father threw at me, I would not be able to refute. This man, I can’t explain his hold on me. I can’t explain why his opinion still matters despite me knowing that we will never be on the same page. I tried to take the power back with small petty acts but in truth, there was no real defending myself from him. He dominated any room he walked into with just his voice. He was always bigger than me,  and I was always so weak and small. There was no fighting back.

I went to work with my own water I brought from home, since I'm pretty sure the water from the eyewash station's tap was doctored with saline. I was surprised how easy it was to fall into my routine, actually. The trainees that were on that day actually retained the previous information I had given them only days ago, and now the hive of our store was buzzing with life. 

“Thank goodness, you’re finally wearing an appropriate outfit to work today,” I take a seat with Aiden at the breakroom table. His head is in his folded arms, hair splayed wildly about him, like a mane. He says nothing. “You were able to finish checking out topstock items in the starting aisles of pharmacy, riiiight? We have a quota we’re trying to reach here, Gossman.” He’s dead still, not a word uttered from him. “Not in a talking mood, huh?” Without picking his head up, he replies back with “I don’t want to deal with you shit today, Shoggoth.” 

Oh.

I look around the room awkwardly, and realize that none of my coworkers are happy with me. This is okay though. I am here to work, not make friends. I gaze over Aiden’s deathly pale body. “Have you had anything to drink?” No response. I want to press him more on the issue and yet, our mandatory fifteen minute break is over. “Aiden, it’s time to get to work.” He makes no move to get up. He’s slumped in his seat, defeated. Even as I retreat to the door, he remains still, ignoring any of the cues before him that it is time for us to work. “Ciara! Several people have unexpectedly left, so we will need you to take on Health and Beauty as well as the chemical department. We need those along with sporting goods done today, okay?” Rosa asks, and I nod, still taken aback by Aiden’s concerning behavior. 

So I keep my head down, and I work. I put out the boxes that have been left abandoned on the sales floors, I help customers who need any of our more dangerous items that are locked behind cases, I even take the time to fish out the products that have fallen between shelves despite the many warnings of workers being crushed by shelving units in the past. The only thing that was propelling me forward was the mantra of,

‘I am here to work, not make friends. I am here to work, not make friends. I am here to work, not make friends,’

‘I am going to die alone’

I suck in a sharp breath, skidding to a halt. It didn’t matter if I was experiencing the crippling realization that I had driven everyone away though. It was now time to clock out. 

And so I retired my cart to the grocery end of backrooms, and let out a soft groan as I tugged myself free of my work vest. I felt eyes on me. “Oh, it’s you.” I didn’t mean for my voice to sound flat, when I saw management and the team leads standing there. “Congratulations, Ciara. We noticed your dedication to our store and you have gone above and beyond this last month to get Mallmart to reach its deadline for our summer season.” Their voices lacked enthusiasm, and it sounded rehearsed. Still, I was over the moon. So they had noticed the effort I had put in? “You are this month’s associate of the month. Again, we thank you.” And in their hand, they held something… rectangular? And mint in color. Curiously I walked forward and….

In their hands sat a lone case of spearmint tic tacs. “Go on, you’ve earned it.” I reached out and looked at the tic tacs in my hand. “Tomorrow, we will need you to set up the lawn chair display in the gardening aisle-”

“I don’t work on Thursday, I thought.” They guide me by my shoulders, out of the backrooms. 

“On friday, we mean of course. We will also need you to put out the next stock of our  one hundred pound weight set, since the other associates need three people to carry the box when you are able to carry it yourself.”

“...I don’t even like spearmint…” I croak, voice thick with tears. I won’t cry in front of management though. “Good, we knew you’d understand, see you tomorrow!” And with that, I had reached the exit doors of the backrooms and I was now spat out into the sales floor.

 I head to the front of the store in a grim determination, because I need control over something. I head to the front of the store because I am hurt, and I need some way to express it. I look into the screen of the overhead surveillance as if I can look straight into the eyes of management through that crackling screen, good and long, and I chuck the tic tacs into the wastebin before heading out the door, my lips tight.

[scentedchildnacho]

I definitely recommend carbon neutral or smoking or not your homo sapian qualities will still return your teeth to austra....

Homo sapian is still considered alien alienating so you can't keep those qualities unless all the time...so

Anyway she told me I needed a government phone though and 211 and just be persistent with it....so I told her people capable of intimidating those processes to projects are often black and black has emigrational tendencies to it to over achieve or do way more then common people really expect from the human....whites remind of the punisher but on a normal level no one expects people to tolerate an access office.....

If its African American history those people may have some fame for getting a project through as environmental but I would caution from beliefs that anyone can

211 those are putins idiots and I'm not worthy of vladimirs better officers and he often tries to kill me of his idiots

I told her if I tried to go to 211 you would realize that i am latin to them and they take active part in encouraging im punished in very abusive ways if i wont do felons work punishments like excoriation...

To them every financial felons punishment to re manage trash is just my job to die of and im not going to do things even if reigning jail privilege has tortures for me I can't imagine ...

She told me i should persist so I said I am with what I can do.....I did repurpose available materials for homeless sleeping and that is maybe the first time recently in california people have thought of homeless as having more space from the ground and better spine and neck protections

I am with Rosa parks

I don't want to die rigid and sainted and if I want to go to a nice concert a beautiful lady invited me freely to see her perform then I'm going to go see her sing for me

I dont want to die a worker paying the poor off for every little demand on a homo genetic sheep level they may be didn't completely think through and I'm not going to abuse my ego all the time and give up so much I have for landlords and latin conscription jobs

He is very famous in film for interstitial space use they didn't have light in their shanty town so he went and got all the plastic bottles and filled it with a light chemical and lit up their just shanty life....so yes it's important ...

I do mooc I am a moocer.......and I persist in learning more every day how to see hygiene terrorism for what it is and I am non violently striking jobs and that can take a really long time.....truth is their hygiene terrorists and people with 2nd amendment ideas will gain property before I do their violent idiots that intend to use civil classifications for no real clear reason so they go get guns and give them clear boundaries that tell them if they play that way they will play back at them....

People like me after a lot are very very angry and so I react peacefully because defenseless people finally get maximum penalties on those systems and they go away forever I'm very angry and I'm willing to do what it takes for the world to actually change....

She wanted to know if I had any income so I said no none at all.....why so I said white suffragettes acted after black men and Frederick Douglas writes about the treatment of the American negro that you cannot put it's manifestations into jails or interments and batter it till it will become native or exonerate it's essential or first African manifestation

I would call intentions to white more about Malcolm x....I really don't like police as a terrorist organization and new France as largely a gathering people I'm not really all that interested in colonials

When it comes to construction and becoming something I'm just a worker and Irish strategy is more appealing to me and I don't want to cop my life into it's eve ill burden of conquer the zombies by showing it taking care of or it will conquer you

I'm not really a conqueror I prefer assassin research...

Silence of the lambs.....I think we are here to realize these men that hold us hostage here have a strange scary house though somewhere and her wealth will keep doing this to me if i wont kill it off her.....

My mistress....

He as wealthy killed his own family now why would my lady and mistress treat me this way....it appears to me the men around me in pacific beach with confederate flags get into hospitals also and try to mass murder mentals in there and she will persist in mal treating me till I kill the doctor dissector off her

And she was like go talk to the pastor so I said those are religionists and spiritualists and they do truly share what they have there....

Churches are federal property but they have to negotiate their contracts there and if The Religious authorities are finally this can't be practiced anymore then they have to leave to....

The pastor told me I should try a shelter so I told him it's happened to me too many times that felons are capable of battering and stressing out systems to get attention from the police

The police are kind of interesting that way ...for felons their personal fantasies and it's well if your always a repulsive needy man that continues to parasite on systems already depleted then the police will take care of you and I don't think their going to like being bothered by you ...

A lot of traffickers are still very active in shelters and it's systems compared to women's studies and lesbian recommendations aren't working

Often abused poor neglected battered women have to leave an abusive situation for a different abuser....

So ultimately those systems are actively creating terrorists it's systems of complete domination or torture of mental handicaps are as bad as Guantanamo and leaves survivors with permanent hatred of their attacker and voluntary commitment to help forces willing to remove those systems

Shelters on a mental handicap law level are very illegal....they try to inject viruses or vaccines for experimental purposes their often shockingly unclean their first motive is to disbelieve and blame mental handicaps to be immediately wife killing essentially ...

My mom's friends were veteran wives and I'm not really someone who comes out of my detached shell to feel kind and magnanimous unless it kills attacker or forces systems that deserve it humiliated for its performances

That's why I tend to forgive my lady

He batters and threatens us because he wants to impress a lady cop.....that is police theory I am aware of currently

My impression of lady cops is that they are a foriegn occupation I was never trained to behave that way to my own country competition....so he will have to find out who she is actually has nothing to do with here

He probably will have to find out that he deeply really doesn't know her....

Anyway I've been homeless a long time so I've learned a lot and participated in a lot and I wouldn't apply to a food stamp office my access classification has become more important then that dikshit i create little jobs and i could tolerate a kitchen so if its going to be more most insipid figure out lowest payments and most extreme endurance i would have to kill someone and i dont feel like it its gross

I explained I do need to see an emigrationist or legal group who can feel open time and obligation to be social and that will be hard to find in a place as miserable as pacific beach....it would seem to be Helter skelters were suppose to be allowed a politic like thats womans film career will greatly diminish their opportunity with its narrow idea of race creation....but it seems to me a lot of jobs are more scary back woods people with very unhygienic belief systems and willing to inflict that on others appears to still be its essential humiliations

Well sharon Tate was like a famous actress and most white people can be called on that your older daddy gave you things but she was his favorite

Well many other counter culturalists did strategize normally jhumpa lahiri now you know your not completely educated and at a point of adversity when your excessively flattered so it's more that I don't enjoy gross rippers...I have been humble

Moocs it's more about finding police districts that will stop enlistment and metropolisation because Parisians do feel very crowded and attacked and are willing to de construct and get housing so....it's not going to be feasible to put forward the new York times best selling go there bring that back and start an organization

They are putting up a new building in pacific beach so I assume when some of those rentals are exposed as a prior public prison bathroom are finally just taken down and things become more separated then their will be more green space and I will be allowed to pass through here without tabloid conduct that finds my life too interesting

They won't allow a system that wants to feel more prestige to ever feel separated from the sex industry so when her and his is finally not too together more dignity can be brought to circumstances

And religion and lesbianism use to be separate those things were for women only

I mean i don't know if i am experiencing vibes that balance is coming back ...it's been my experience that situations like this can only be proverbial......and just get worse and worse with only shock value funded....

Slavery people had to endure really painful and invasive clinical rapes to be told their a job in life.....so for some people very compliant with systems hatred for the system is much deeper then mine and they work with policy makers to be sure it's never taken as reputable

Just shut down if covid in many ways those that appear to economically benefit from jobs are actually the people who destabilize it's hive and turn it into something to be run down and left...

Anyway........uhm my Paris class was like not really they have been going around like they deserve the good kind benefits of unions and their really not good kind people and have not accomplished what their economic portfolio claims.....and then my situation remains completely unfunded and that's not fair to me at all I'm just not a bad person or a criminal.......so eventually it is possible that it will be they won't live so grossly anymore soon....

I mean I don't know what They will all do but eventually it will be I won't live unreformed anymore

Some of the women that had to really starve have explained to me that their situation did go through rectifying....and so it's that I do have to prepare for further battery because it won't be given unless experimental reasons are allowed....

Indianism is more prevalent so I feel very pressured to come up with a euro food politic like carbon neutral....

When really I was white and truthfully medicine is about the scientific method not prevention

Fast food honey doesn't really bother me.....but I'm having to be confronted that it was compromising some of my body processes

I am a feminist so it's that Dave the lecturer in Edinburgh gets his brain pulsations and his experience is what conditions reality and the men around are serial killers that won't stop shocking themselves with bad lighting that doesn't want them around and so is not fixed

So im not really sure my depression is mine...if you ask me they go to those lights to infect everyone with their terrible problems

Dugas look alikes and lights that look like pound ass....

Everything use to for a moment appear like it was going to be okay before those men came here and now he puts scare crow into a box...

[brittanybeadlekillitonline]

How to Begin a Tile Cleaning Rotation

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When it comes to maintaining a pristine tile floor in your Santa Rosa home, you need local professionals you can rely on. In fact, for all your tile cleaning needs, it's best to seek professional help regularly to avoid discoloration, cracking, and grungy build-up. However, there are also things you can do every day to keep your tiles in their best health. One way to keep your tiles throughout your home in top shape is with a simple cleaning rotation. Here is how you can start a cleaning rotation for tile cleaning in your Santa Rosa home. 

Make It Simple

The first tip to starting a cleaning rotation is to keep it simple. The more complex you make your cleaning routine, the more steps you have to remember and could accidentally forget. It doesn't take a lot of daily effort to keep up with general housekeeping. So, starting simple is the best way to integrate cleaning into every tiled area of your home without stressing over all that needs to be done. 

Use the Right Cleaning Solutions and Methods

Second, using the right cleaning methods, solutions, and equipment is important. This can not only save you time but also reduces potential damage to your delicate tiled surfaces. You don’t need harsh chemical solutions to maintain clean tiles. Furthermore, using abrasive cleaners or cleaning tools can actually cause more harm than good. Once you have the right cleaning equipment gathered, it's simple to stick to your routine without wasted time or effort. 

Set Reminders

A simple way to stay on top of your cleaning routine when you have a million other items on your to-do list is to set reminders. Whichever method works best for you, whether via email or on your phone, these reminders can help keep you on track with daily cleaning tasks. They are also useful for reminding you of tile cleaning Santa Rosa experts professional cleaning visits. 

It Takes Teamwork

Finally, remember that keeping your home clean isn’t just a task you have to handle yourself. Teamwork is the best way to handle a simple cleaning routine. You can rotate cleaning areas of the home or cleaning tasks between various family members. For example, one day could be your day to clean the kitchen and the next the bathroom, etc. Whatever method works for you and your household is fine. Cleaning together saves time and can even be a great bonding experience. Furthermore, when it comes to cleaning, two eyes on the project are always better than one. 

For more help with tile cleaning in Santa Rosa, contact your local professionals. With their expertise in all types, patterns, and styles of tiling in your home, you can rest assured they deep clean the right way. Furthermore, they can check your tiles for issues such as caulking needs, leaks, poor seals, or cracking. Learn more by reaching out today for your consultation. 

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Septic systems are utilized when centralized sewer therapy plants are not obtainable in a neighborhood. They safely treat and deal with wastewaters produced in the restroom, kitchen, and washing. These wastewaters may include disease-causing bacteria and toxins that need to be dealt with to shield human health and wellness and the atmosphere. Septic systems are generally a permanent option to wastewater therapy and disposal. Therefore, they need to be correctly utilized, operated, and preserved by the house owner to ensure the long-lasting performance of these systems. Even when utilized as a temporary wastewater therapy option up until sewage system lines are included a neighborhood, unique treatment and upkeep are required for septic systems so that they do not pose a danger to public health and wellness or the atmosphere.

What Is a Septic tank?

Numerous various sorts of septic systems are available, each with its own layout. The conventional, standard system is the one that has actually been most generally utilized in North Carolina up till the past decade. The septic tank is a watertight container concerning 9 feet long and 5 feet high. It is buried in the ground simply outside the home. The storage tank is generally precast from reinforced concrete, although tanks made from plastic or fiberglass may be seen from time to time. While a container is commonly designed with a 1,000-gallon liquid ability, its size is legitimately identified by the variety of rooms in the home. The storage tank briefly holds home wastes and enables a small amount of pretreatment to occur.

What Occurs in the Drainfield and the Dirt?

The function of the drainfield is to provide the liquid sewer effluent to the dirt. The real therapy of the wastewater takes place in the dirt below the drainfield. Sewer effluent spurt of the storage tank as an over cast liquid that still consists of lots of disease-causing bacteria and toxic wastes. Effluent circulations right into the perforated pipeline in the trenches, goes through the holes in the pipeline, and after that drips down via the gravel to the dirt. There are additionally "gravel-less" trenches utilized where plastic louvered chambers, polystyrene aggregate, tire chip aggregate, or large diameter pipelines are utilized instead of the gravel aggregate. These products supply a void area in the trench to enable circulation of the effluent to the trench bottom. As sewer effluent goes into and flows via the ground, dirt bits strain much of the bacteria that could cause illness. The dirt adsorbs some of the smaller sized bacteria, such as infections, up until they are ruined. The dirt could additionally maintain particular chemicals, consisting of phosphorus and some kinds of nitrogen. A special area, called a biomat, kinds in the upper 1 to 6 inches of the dirt at the soil/trench user interface simply below the trench bottom. This biomat area works. It helps eliminate much of the bacteria and chemical toxins. If the solids gathering in the septic tank are never drained, however, they could move right into the trenches and build up right into an intensive biomat that comes to be as well thick. When that occurs, the biomat entirely blocks the dirt and does not enable the sewer effluent to flow out of the trench. An improperly kept system will certainly stop working and cause unattended sewer to entirely load the trenches and prevail of the ground or back up right into the home in its plumbing system. https://septictankpumpingaustin.blogspot.com/2022/11/septic-tank-pumping-austin.html Septic Service Little Rock Septic Service Santa Rosa Septic Service Lakewood Septic Service Rockford https://sr22costphoenixaz.blogspot.com/2022/11/sr22-cost-phoenix-az.html https://wistfultonight.tumblr.com/ https://wistfultonight.tumblr.com/rss https://www.tumblr.com/wistfultonight/702340136911962113/sr22-cost-phoenix-az https://divorcelawyersjamaica376.blogspot.com/

[imaginesbymonika]

Mischief and Bagels | Part 4

A humor B99 x Marvel Crossover.

Plot: Loki fleed Asgard and he is now roaming the earth. Only the mightiest heroes on earth could stop him- with the help of the world's mightiest detective (in his opinion), who knows the streets of Brooklyn like the back of his hand.

Characters: Y/N x various marvel characters, Y/N x The Squad of the 99, might some Y/N x Matt Murdock and Y/N x Jake Peralta who does his best at flirting.

btw merry christmas or happy hanukkah, and if you don’t celebrate either- i hope everything is fine and you have a great time with your family

masterlist | previous chapter

"You have a very lovely apartment, Matt.", Amy says as she looks around. Her eyes are roaming the big living area that is attached to the kitchen. "Well, thank you.", Matt answers: "I tend to hear that a lot." He chuckles."Do you guys want to drink something? Water? Soda? Y/n, would you be so kind?” The young woman nods.

"And you are blind?", Jake asks as he slowly wanders through the apartment. "Yeah.", Matt's smile softly fades away: "When I was a child I got into a chemical accident, and ever since then I have been fully blind in both eyes."

Y/N walks over to the couch and places the four drinks on the coffee table. "And you still managed to study law after all of that happened?", Amy sits down on the couch next to him, before she reaches for her glass of water. "Well, where's a will there's a way."

Jake who stands with his back turned to him, quietly mumbles the same sentence- rolling his brown eyes at his answer. He couldn't believe that Y/N was dating that type of guy.

“We are actually here because we need your help.", Y/N explains while sitting down, making Matt turn his head in her direction. "Really?"

"Loki is currently on the run. I've told you about his brother Thor, remember? Anyway, Loki was seen in this area just a couple of days ago- I wanted to ask you if - maybe you have heard anything from anyone or well, from you know who."

Matt takes a deep breath and leans back. "You know who?", Amy recites Y/N's sentence and furrows her forehead in perplexity as she stares back and forth between the couple.

Jake, who is abruptly much more interested in the conversation turns around as well: "Who are you guys talking about?"

"Daredevil."

The second the name leaves Matt's mouth the jaws of the two detectives virtually hit the floor. They were definitely no strangers to the disguised anti-hero. "Y-you know Daredevil?"

----

Sam, who sits next to Rosa gazes at the map: "This makes no sense." Bucky carries a cup of instant noodles in his hand as he re-enters the briefing room:” What do you mean?”

“I mean, just look at all of this.”, he refers to the several red circles, that are drawn all over the map:” There is no system, no pattern- nothing at all.”

“Does it have to have a pattern?”, Rosa inquires, making Sam turn to face her. “Oh right, you haven’t come across that freak yet. Loki’s like a progressive Doofenshmirtz. He never wins in the end and always pursues some weird scheme.”

Bucky stares at his friend for a brief moment. “What?” “I don’t get your comparison.” The Falcon clears his throat before turning his awareness back to the map:” Right, I forgot that you’re old, sorry.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You heard me.”

——

“You know who that fucker is?!”, Jake inquires, his eyes widening. Matt immediately tenses up:” Excuse me?!” The pitch of his voice shifts drastically.

Y/N on the other hand, who just took a sip of her water begins to cough. “We have been looking for that guy for what feels like forever now!”

“Wait- a- moment.”, Y/N lets out in-between coughs and stands up. “Aren’t you fighting the same type of people?”

The detective scoffs:” Yeah right, he’s been stealing our cases.” “Perhaps you are just terrible at your job.”

Outrage flashes up in Jake’s eyes:” You're wandering on thin ice, considering that you're a blind guy!” Matt chuckles drying and stands up from his spot on the couch, perhaps a bit too rapid. Y/N immediately pulls on his arm: "Don't." She swallows thickly, before she peeks over at Amy: "We should go. Matt, I'll call you. Maybe ask Daredevil if he knows anything, okay?"

He simply nods, before he turns in her direction. An regretful smile appears on his lips. "It's fine."

On their way to the car, Jake scoffs. "I would have taken him down just like that. He throws a few punches and strikes the air around him (and nearly Amy).

"Believe me, I just did you a huge favor.", Y/N mumbles under her breath, and only Amy appears to blink at that.

[legobiwan]

Alright, back from seeing Black Widow, my first movie in an actual theater since this whole Covid nonsense blew through. (For the record, the last movie I watched in a theater was Birds of Prey.) Thoughts below.

SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS

You have been warned.

This movie should have been released 4 years ago. Considering everything that has gone down with Infinity War, Endgame, and the TV shows (specifically Falcon & the Winter Soldier), it was somewhat jarring to slingshot all the way back to the period just following Civil War.

On the whole, the action was...okay. Marvel, for me, has always been about the characters more than the boom-booms, and while it was great to see Natasha and Yelena kicking ass all over the screen, it didn't quite have the same immediacy as the hand-to-hand fight sequences in Winter Soldier, which I personally hold as The Standard for Marvel fight choreography.

The best parts of this movie came in the quiet moments, which there were a surprising amount of, considering some of the pre-release criticism had excoriated the film for weighing down the scales on the action side, which I didn't find to be the case at all.

So, chemical subjugation as opposed to straight-up brainwashing. We didn't get too much background on this, beyond Melina's pig experiments, but I'd be interested to see if they expand on this concept (and the antidote) in future media.

(And imagine if that chemical were combined with the serum - Zemo (and Bucky) would have apoplexy. I know there hasn't been much Winter Soldier/Red Room crossover in the MCU thus far, but that would have...legs, I think.)

Speaking of super-soldiers, Red Guardian was fantastic. I laughed. A lot.

Now, he does boast in prison that he fought Captain America in the 80s. Obviously, this was not Steve, as Steve was still doing his best frozen dessert impression in the Arctic at that point. Two possibilities come to mind here (and yes, I realize he could be bullshitting but let me run with this): firstly, (and this is the one I think would be most accurate for MCU projects going forward), is that this might have been Isaiah Bradley. The timeline fits and he's had a solid enough introduction in FatWS that it wouldn't be a stretch of the imagination. My second idea (which is admittedly a lot more fan fiction-y and something I posit solely for the angst angle) is that this "Captain America" was actually a Bucky/Winter Soldier who had been dressed up in some approximation of a Steve costume and made to act as "Captain America" for propaganda/training/observation purposes with the Red Guardian, Bucky's handlers knowing he would be able to emulate Steve's fighting style and vocal cadence, especially with the right manipulations. (Yup, there's a story in there which I will not be writing but would totally read.)

Also, along the line of super-soldiers - what is Red Guardian doing in 2025? Because Zemo would have probably wanted to have a word or a bullet or two.

So Dreykov's plan was to take over the world at his leisure through brainwashing and global assassins? Ehhhhh...didn't love that part, it really felt like Vanilla Hydra-esque World Takeover Mambo #9.

This being said, the scenes with Natasha and Dreykov were some of the best in the movie outside the family shenanigans. ScarJo got to show some real range there and it worked.

And this leads to the social commentary about women in the film. It's funny, because I feel that it was both very well-done (Natasha/Derykov, the forced hysterectomy conversation on the helicopter) but also wholly hamfisted (basically everything with the nameless mass of other Widows and Dreykov's far too pointed, Ebeneezer Scrooge line about controlling the "excess population" of women). The film, as a totality, did well by its female characters, allowed them to be messy, to kick massive ass, didn't touch any kind of forced romance, and definitely communicated how men can exploit women (and young girls). But Marvel (at least in the films - the TV shows tend to be more nuanced) is still not quite getting that balance right and have a habit of tipping into the "tell" (more like instruct from a soapbox) not "show" messaging strategy.

Taskmaster was...okay. Her introduction and first few scenes were cool, as was the way she emulated many familiar fighting forms (I caught Bucky's knife flip, Hawkeye's shooting, and Natasha's whole...thing), but in the end, she was a generic villain of the week, kind of like Ghost in Antman and the Wasp. I really didn't care one way or the other what happened to her.

Anyone else feel like we didn't really get much of an explanation re: Bucharest Budapest even though we kind of got an explanation about Bucharest Budapest?

More of a general cinema comment, but I've been watching all my streaming with captions the past year or so (which has helped me immensely, because sometimes the mixing in these is just not good) and I missed having them here, as a lot of characters tended to deliver lines somewhat sub rosa, and it wasn't always easy to track what was going on.

The family dynamics and Yelena's character were highlights. Gotta find that "cool" away to die.

Interesting that Yelena is already working for Val in the post-credits. Wonder what kind of organization she's setting up there. (Gods, I love Val.)

I will say that Natasha had a lot of wonderful character moments in this film, and it really bridged the gap between the Captain America movies and her Endgame character.

I'm always a sucker for a found family trope. No complaints there.

On the whole, great character moments in the quiet sections, forgettable action (although I'm still figuring out the whole nerve/bashing your head on the table thing), decent meta-commentary but far too removed from its real-life timeline. 7/10

[neeterloveschenford]

THOUGHTS ON RNM 3x08

Wow! What an amazing episode!!! I think I have watched it 5 times now.ed And watched all the Malex scenes on youtube repeatedly. Stopped and stared at every gifset I’ve run across. It’s just been an amazing feeling knowing that we won people!!! Malex is back and I honestly don’t think they will be going back. It’s really, finally their time. But I’m going to save them til last because there will be so much flailing! So I’m going to start with the only thing that I had a real problem with in this episode. Why does no one care about Kyle? I’m positive that they know about him. Alex wouldn’t drop everything he dropped in this episode without letting them know where Kyle is. And there is a very bad habit with this show of telling instead of showing. And I totally get why Maria is the priority at the moment. Kyle is presumably stable and being taken care of by Eduardo, while Maria was deteriorating while she was “possessed” by Jones. But still, a little “Hey Alex, how’s my brother?” from Rosa would not have been remiss. But, I guess I just have to take a step back and remember that this is RNM and old habits are hard to break with them apparently.

Now. Let’s move on to the things I loved. I know there was so much hate and salt thrown Maria’s way because she’s rarely written the way she should be. And of course there was all of last season that made a lot of people loathe and despise her. I’ve had my moments where I never wanted to see her on my screen again, but then I took a step back and realized I was putting all of my hatred and upset onto a fictional character. Maria is not the person who wrote such a crappy story for her last season. I think we can all agree that Maria was Carina’s self-insert character. But I decided that I was going to move past my anger and try and embrace her this season. Admittedly, it’s been up and down. I think there have been times when she has definitely been used too much, and times when she was never fleshed out. But this episode her story revolved around what I have always thought was the most interesting part about her. Her heritage. I’ve always been interested in Patricia and what happened to her at Caulfield. To see how she worked with Nora to build the Lockhart machine was great! And then to find out how she was injected with the alien chemicals after Lockhart figured out she was actually helping the people she was supposed to be injecting, that was awesome. I’m glad Maria got to find out more about her family’s past. Now I’m left wondering if Arturo has a past interaction with aliens or a connection to Caulfield. So far we’ve learned about the Valentis, the DeLuca’s and the Manes families. Now we need to find out about the Ortecho’s.

Next I would like to talk about all of the wonderful interactions between the women. I was feeling so much girl power emanating from my tv screen! I don’t care what anyone says, I love the friendships between Liz and Isobel, Isobel and Rosa, Rosa and Maria, Isobel and Maria, and Liz and Maria. They were amazing. I can’t wait to see more of their interactions. I think all of the women (frankly, all of the characters) have grown so much this season. I love the bonds of sisterhood that have formed between our ladies! They were all so supportive and caring with each other. It’s like Maria said, she wasn’t alone, she had her sisters with her! And when Liz said the three women I love, I wanted to cry. They have all come so far this season. Is everything perfect? No. But it’s so much better than it has been. I just want more, more, more.

Liz got to be her badass science self again. I loved the fact that she talked to the horse the entire episode. Sometimes we just have to bounce ideas off of somebody. Why not a horse? And the way she figured out how to disconnect Jones from Maria using Rosa’s new powers was perfection. She really got to see a new side to Rosa this time. I’m so glad that we are getting these wonderful Ortecho sister moments!

Isobel is a bamf! She took on Jones without a moments hesitation and totally kicked his ass! I love her so much! She has grown so confident in her abilities. And the fact that the one moment of doubt she had was when Rosa swooped in with pod Yoda wisdom was exactly what she needed. They are one of my favorite friendships on the show.

And my last thing before I fall down the Malex rabbit hole. My dudes. Get over the hug already! It has been canon the entire time that Alex still thinks of Maria as one of his best friends. As much as y’all want her to have her reckoning for 2x06, it’s not going to happen. If it bothers you so much that all you can do after so much wonderfulness, is complain about Maria, then you need to really think about whether or not this is the show for you. She is not going anywhere anytime soon. Yes, she still annoys me sometimes, but I can put that aside and love the show despite her. I don’t mean to be harsh, but there is just too much negativity out there.

So now for the good stuff. (Rubs hands together.) OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!

I cannot believe that we won! We’ve lost so many times. But now WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS MY FRIENDS! We were given a feast with this episode. I mean in the first five minutes we have Alex coming clean to Michael about joining Deep Sky. And instead of blowing up and walking away, Michael actually listened. And what Alex said about making a world where Michael didn’t have to live in fear for the both of them? I nearly died then and there. I seriously could have just had that moment and been happy. The eyebrow flirting was so cute. Then we get it again when they are trying to figure out where Jones was. The heart eyes coming from Michael was glorious. He was so proud of his man and his hacking skills. And we got dorky eyebrow flirting again! Then we have that scene where we learn why Alex is the way he is. I know there has been a lot said about him having a white saviour complex with the story of Omar, but I’ve heard similar stories from actual vets. We tend to let our own feelings about the military cloud our feelings for the men and women who serve. I’m glad that they finally showed Alex’s PTSD. He holds himself away from people because he knows what it’s like to lose people. And Michael rubbing his cheek like that. I almost died again. I just love them so much. And then we get the scene where Alex stops Michael from trying to take the sword from Jones. Him grabbing Michael’s hand like that was downright sexual. I need to fan myself. That’s chemistry folks! And then we get Alex hitting Jones with the truck! What a great parallel with Michael hitting Jesse with his cane. Those boys will do anything to protect each other.

And then we have that scene. SO MUCH GOODNESS! Alex telling Michael about the Lockhart machine. Michael admitting that he knows that he probably won’t get clearance to work on the project. Alex saying he will tell him everything anyway. Our boys have grown so much this season! And the way Michael took off his hat to kiss Alex. I just felt so much in that moment. That kiss was so soft and sweet. When they pulled away, the way Alex looked up at Michael with so much longing was just uh! And Michael’s little exhale and smile. He knows exactly how to put Alex at ease. And then the hug. I am ready to cry right now just thinking about it. I know many people think it was too much too soon, but I beg to differ. This is how I’ve always seen things happening. Once they were both on the same page, it was bound to go down exactly like this. They have so much history and passion between them. And now they can finally admit to each other and themselves that there is no one else in the universe for each other. Their love is so strong. Why shouldn’t they acknowledge their feelings while growing closer. In the end I think it will only make them stronger.

So that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. I can’t wait til we get worried boyfriend Michael in the next episode. It’s going to be awesome! Till next time my friends!

[gloryofluv]

Traditionally Obscure Chapter 31

Oh, fun. Marius, you jealous gadfly.

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Vyn turned the horse and stretched his arms during the small lapse of time before the final round for the day. His mood was spectacular for practice, and he enjoyed the feeling of the skirmish. He had been glanced at a few times by his teammates. Was he wearing a particular smile this late morning?

Possibly. It could be the most apparent transition, considering, despite his lack of flamboyant perfection for what he wanted for a courting proposal, it still met marks. She still said yes—different things cluttered around the concept of the present ever-moving into the future.

Then like a beating of wings, the thoughts cleared. His eyes touched on a familiar form in the stands—one of which he wasn’t expecting to see.

Vyn directed his horse toward the railing and paused with a tilt to his head. “I wasn’t expecting you here today,” he smiled.

Rosa beamed and leaned on the railing toward him. “You told me you had practice. I figured after I had breakfast, I would come over to catch a portion of it.”

He laughed and pivoted the horse, so he was closer. “You surprised me. How long have you been here?”

Her smile grew, and his heart fluttered in his chest. “Long enough to see you’ve been a bit lazy, Dr. Richter,” she teased.

He groaned, and his body leaned closer to her. “Well, I’ll have to actually try now that I know you’re watching, Rosa.”

She leaned further and kissed his cheek before returning to her secure position with both feet on the ground. He was glowing, and it could be seen lightyears away. Suddenly, his age was far more apparent. Youthful and excitable.

“Richter!” One of the players shouted.

He chuckled and gripped her hand, kissing it. “I’ll see you after this last round, my dearest.”

Rosa smiled and blew him a kiss before he raced off toward the game. A fire was in his gut. With her by his side, he could triumph any task handed to him.

It could have been her clapping for him or just the renewed vigor of hearing her voice. He dominated that round, ruining his teammates playing opposite of him. Truly, he felt on top of his game. Claps on the back, the usual farewells except for the chin nudges and eyebrow wags. They noted his change in demeanor, and he didn’t blame them.

Vyn paced the horseback toward the stands, and Rosa came down to meet him. A few whistles from his teammates riding by, and Vyn ignored them as he offered his hand. “Join me on the ride back to return my horse?”

She nodded and took his gloved hand. “Of course.”

He assisted her onto the horse as he bent and slid back. Rosa was careful and managed to maneuver onto the slick saddle and closer to his frame. Vyn knew he should care that she was pressed close to his chest in such an inappropriate manner. He even confirmed that he was on a chemical high from the match. However, knowing these facts didn’t lessen his happiness when she smiled back at him.

“How was your morning, Rosa?” He questioned as they began their trek to the stables.

She rocked her head and adjusted her position in her black pants. “It was decent. I wanted to see you before our week started. The first one back.”

“Yes,” Vyn agreed. “I was going to see if you wanted to accompany me to lunch today, but I also didn’t want to be presumptuous.”

“Was I presumptuous?” Rosa glanced back.

“You were exemplary,” he clarified and leaned closer. “Thank you for the nice surprise.”

When they arrived at the stables, Vyn assisted Rosa off the horse before returning it. It gave him a chance to cool down and breathe. Stripping off his gear, he counted backward while reviewing the chemical process of love. Rash actions after finally receiving what you desire would only be a plight of impatience.

Vyn felt the dopamine rush. He experienced the addictive properties of seeing the object of his affection without hindering actions. Well, to a particular level. Vyn inhaled as he reached the single digits and rubbed his face under his glasses. That kiss. Vyn zealously wanted more. He chided himself, and that gave him enough composure to recover.

Time. The timing was everything. Yes. Control.

Gear stripped off and bagged; he strolled out of the stables to see her chatting… with Marius. Vyn immediately felt frustrated at the intrusion. What was he doing here? When approaching, Marius waved and grinned.

“Good morning, Professor,” he smirked.

“Good morning, Marius. I’m interested in finding out what you're doing at the equestrian center today,” Vyn declared as he shifted the bag in his hand.

Marius straightened his jacket and shrugged. “Rosa said she was going to get some fresh air; I figured it was to come to see the horses since she shared such a fondness for them from what she said.”

Vyn allowed his lips to rest pleasantly as he gestured toward the path. “Shall we?” Seething. Frustration. Illogical, but human. Vyn breathed through his nose and allowed the steam to settle.

“Of course,” Rosa nodded. “Marius, I’m starting to think you have a trace put on my phone.”

“If I did, I wouldn’t tell you, Missy,” Marius laughed.

She rolled her eyes as they reached the gravel path toward the parking lot. “I didn’t tell you anything this morning in our texts that would elude me coming here.”

“But Vyn’s polo practice was today,” Marius shrugged.

He was fishing about the date. Which, all things considered, wasn't horrible but an unneeded annoyance. The envy was clear. He only wished this would have been a bit of time away from their bubble. Rosa didn’t need the exposure just yet. Well, a mistake on his part for his pride.

Vyn ignored the probing Marius was subconsciously tossing out and turned his attention to Rosa. “Did you walk over?”

She nodded. “It was a pleasant walk.”

He smiled and pointed to his car. “Then shall we take the car?”

Before she could answer, Marius, wrapped his arm around Rosa. “Oh, we could use the exercise, right?”

“Stop it,” Rosa groaned and shoved his arm from her.

“Now, Miss Attorney,” Marius snorted. “You’re never this annoyed.”

“Maybe she’d prefer not to be touched,” Vyn declared as he opened his trunk, setting his bag inside.

Rosa exhaled and straightened her sweater. “Where were you thinking of eating?”

“Possibly that lovely cafe that serves crepes on Sunday?” Vyn offered as he shut the trunk and walked toward his passenger side.

Rosa grinned as she rocked her head. “That sounds delicious.”

“I thought we were having lunch?” Marius hummed and glanced up from his phone. “I just booked a reservation at the bistro down the street.”

Vyn adjusted his black t-shirt and slid on the buttoned shirt. “Marius, why don’t you go eat at the bistro then? We aren’t on your time today.”

“Oh, Dr. Richter,” Marius tutted. “I’m just trying to do something nice. It’s great food, and I would like to go over a few things.”

Vyn breathed and walked around the car to continue with his buttoning next to Rosa. “Do you feel partial?”

Rosa smirked and reached over, assisting with his shirt. “If he’s paying, then at least we can order whatever we want.”

Marius arched an eyebrow as he observed the pair. “Who said I’d be paying?”

“Me, because you're interrupting my Sunday,” Rosa voiced.

“I suppose that’s settled then,” Vyn smiled.

“Rosa, what were you busy doing last night?” Marius asked.

The woman turned around as Vyn finished situating his shirt and tilted her head. “You’re awfully involved in my personal life, Mr. Von Hagen.”

“Of course I am. You’re going to be my future girlfriend,” he winked and waved her along.

“I never agreed to such nor would ever. Besides, as I’ve always told you, it isn’t your business,” Rosa declared.

Was there some signal Vyn needed to read in this situation? He walked up next to Rosa as they began their trek toward the sidewalk. Her hand grazed against his as Marius smiled over at them.

“Missy, why are you so grumpy today? Do you need me to brighten your day with some good news? Vyn’s practice must have bored you,” He teased.

She huffed and shook her head. “Marius.”

Vyn took her hand in his, and her fingers knitted perfectly. There was a bit of tension in her grip, and Vyn could see that her jaw had a bit of tightness. Had he made an error in not being decisive? He had a summary of courtship behavior from his uncle quite a few months back when he first mentioned Rosa. However, this wasn’t Svart, nor was it clear as to how comfortable she was vocal.

The man tends to lead with dancing. It’s a performance of confidence, and the premise is to allow the flower to be admired among the blooms in the garden. In courtship, the similarities were as to such a statement. In modern dating, however, Vyn found himself at a bit of a loss, unfortunately.

“So, have you both eloped?” Marius asked.

Rosa coughed and stared at him with wide eyes. “What?”

“Isn’t hand holding a bit bold for you, Vyn? I thought you were rather boring,” Marius continued with a wave of his fingers in front of him.

Envy is a silly thing, even for a confident man. Vyn arched an eyebrow as his pleasant smile remained. “Marius, if I didn’t know any better, I would suggest you’re jealous.”

“Jealous?” Marius was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. “Of you? Or of her?”

Rosa gasped and poked Marius with her free hand. “Don’t be so snide. Just say what you need to say.”

“Okay, Rosa,” Marius nodded. “You both are likely the worst couple I’ve ever seen. He’s rigid and boring, and you’re too sweet to tell him otherwise.”

“Only those who have a deficit for those without the ability to retain conversation, Marius. It’s a shame you would speak so poorly of yourself,” Vyn responded.

Rosa covered her mouth. “Vyn.”

Marius laughed and shook his head. “Don’t worry, Miss Attorney. He’s not a morning person.”

Rosa revealed her smile as she peeled away her hand. “I wasn’t worried about it, Marius. I’ve debatably regretted represented you at times, but that’s all.”

Marius scrunched his nose and stopped. “Well, that’s such a horrible thing to say,” he sighed with a dramatic pout, and then he smiled and waved when looking in front of them. “Seems Artem and Luke are here. Excellent.”

What? Both Vyn and Rosa glanced at each other and then toward the pair waiting outside the restaurant. Von Hagen… Vyn bit into his cheek to press down a sour retort and melted into a masked appearance of mild indifference.

“Why? Why would you do this?” Rosa hissed toward Marius.

He grinned and tilted his head. “Well, I thought that since all of us work so closely together, it would be important to get this out of the way! Vyn understands the complexities of secrets among us, don’t you? Wasn’t it you who was upset at Neil for keeping a few to himself as well?”

Vyn traced his tongue along the ridges of the back of his teeth. “You’re absolutely correct, Marius.”

“Great, then let’s all have lunch,” Marius said as they closed the distance on the two men.

Artem’s eyes bounced between them, and his brow sunk at the vision of Vyn holding her hand. “Good afternoon,” he hummed.

Luke smiled and ran a hand over his hair. “Well, that was quick.”

“What do you mean by quick?” Artem asked as his frown grew.

“Lunch, everyone?” Marius beamed.

“Lunch sounds great,” Rosa sighed and released Vyn’s hand.

He likely would have been upset had it not been for the glowing smile and shrug she sent his way. The conversation was light as they walked into the restaurant, but the stares were not to be missed. Artem was scathing, and Luke seemed more than a little amused.

At least there was one out of the three that seemed adjusted. It was a start. By invitation, it did seem that Marius was still a competitor, despite some physical form of solidarity to their relationship. Vyn had to admit, his jab yesterday might have provoked this. However, the error margin was minuscule, and there was merit to open communication.

Just not yet. Not when there was still a twirl of newness to it. He wanted to keep it perfect and secluded for a bit longer.

As everyone sat down at the table, Rosa turned and gazed at Vyn. “So, how was practice today? You appeared in good form, and the weather was pleasant.”

“Yes, it was productive. A few of my teammates had improved their technique over the last two weeks, and it brought more enjoyment from the skirmish.”

Luke leaned forward and set down his menu. “Oh, yeah, you play polo too, right? That’s what your aunt alluded to, at least.”

“Yes, I do,” Vyn agreed.

Rosa caressed Vyn’s arm. Well, that wasn’t unusual for them. However, the context of her subconscious behavior was certainly a request for assistance. The anxiety wasn’t visible, but Vyn could sense it. “Yes, he’s actually quite stellar on the field. I don’t know as much about polo as I should, but I’ve seen his previous matches.”

“Do you have an interest in professional polo?” Artem questioned.

Marius chuckled and pointed at the pair. “I imagine Vyn dragged her along.”

Luckily the conversation wavered at the appearance of a waitress. She introduced herself and took their drink orders with ease. Vyn noted the familiarity immediately. However, it wasn’t until she reached him with her vision that she gasped.

“Oh, Professor Richter! I almost didn’t recognize you!” She giggled and shifted.

Not ideal. He rocked his head with a smile. “Good afternoon, Miss Higgens.”

“Are these your friends?” She questioned with her notepad and pen hanging in the air.

“Yes,” he agreed.

“I never imagined you out of your professional attire. A bit odd, I suppose. It’s quite unusual,” she explained and beamed.

“It’s not unusual to segregate collegiate life from social.”

This coiling conversation caused a bit of constriction. Vyn breathed and retained his neutral disposition as she chatted. He finally was about to give her his drink order, and she skirted off. Rosa glanced over, and relief tinted his emotions. She was smiling.

“It’s pretty remarkable that all of your students thoroughly enjoy your class,” she conveyed.

“Thank you, Rosa,” he said.

“That is quite shocking. Maybe they’re able to get into their extra hour of sleep,” Marius teased.

“As much as I don’t mind the free meal. What’s with the family lunch?” Luke questioned.

Marius laughed and shrugged his shoulders. “I just thought after their date last night. We wouldn’t mind getting clarity. I thought we all agreed that secrets were an issue in the past and shouldn’t be now.”

Artem straightened his tie and scowled at Rosa. “You went on a date... With Vyn?”

“The very!” Marius laughed.

Luke shrugged his shoulders. “Not surprising. They were close in Svart.”

“Wait, more happened after his little hand-holding when his father showed up?” Marius prodded as he gestured to Luke.

“She pretty much said this was going to happen when I arrived there. It’s not a shock,” Luke laughed, and his smile grew.

Rosa was pinching the bridge of her nose. “Can we not talk like I’m not here?”

“I would like clarity on the subject. I thought we agreed this was unsound for what we do,” Artem voiced.

Rosa peeled her hand from her face and scowled. “I was never a part of this conversation.”

“Of course you weren’t, Missy. You were the subject matter,” Marius chuckled.

Vyn inhaled and relaxed in his chair. “I never agreed to such terms, Artem. You suggested such, and nobody concurred. The fault lies with your concept of agreement. Silence isn’t agreement.”

“It’s not an objection either,” Artem voiced.

“Wait, just hold on a second,” Rosa groaned. “This actually was a topic when I wasn’t there?”

“No,” Vyn shook his head. “Artem had brought up his feelings in a rather indelicate manner. It wasn’t engaged in conversation.”

Artem’s jaw grew tight as he narrowed his eyes at Vyn. “Your argument in the matter isn’t valid, Vyn.”

“Are we really going to argue about this? So what if I’m seeing Vyn? Why is that even any of your business? Any of you,” Rosa huffed as she glowered at each of them.

Quite the declaration. Vyn let the tension in his chest subside. This was a rather large hurdle to jump, and in her finest form, Rosa was tackling it. He could easily have plucked at the situation for favorability, but it served little purpose if it wasn’t known that this was her choice.

“Rosa,” Artem sighed. “It’s vital that we,” he paused and scrunched his eyebrows. “Contort our business with possible private matters.”

“Artem, I’m an adult. I made this decision for my personal life. It has nothing to do with my working relationships with any of you. Mr. Von Hagen, as usual, had a hand in dragging my privacy through the mud.”

“I wouldn’t say through the mud, Missy,” Marius pouted. “It moreover is bringing developments to light, so we don’t have to be shocked later when you dump him,” he laughed and grinned.

“Wishful thinking?” Vyn asked.

Luke snorted and shook his head. “His aunt was practically begging him to get her a ring. You didn’t see it, Marius. It actually was quite entertaining. Also, I think Rosa didn’t mind him dueling for her honor either.”

“Luke,” Rosa snapped.

“Dueling?” Artem asked.

“Swords and everything. Real knightly stuff,” Luke chuckled.

Vyn held his tongue as the waitress came back and delivered their drinks. She stopped at Rosa and beamed. “I just love your necklace. That’s beautiful!”

“Oh, thank you, it was actually a gift,” Rosa smiled.

“From Professor Richter’s aunt,” Marius snickered.

The girl gasped, and her cheeks tinted. “Oh, well, that’s nice.”

Vyn smiled and rocked his head. “Yes, it was quite generous. Deservingly so. Thank you, Miss Higgens,” he said as she set down his glass.

Miss Higgens bounced her head a bit too erratically and took their lunch order. Well, it was an unfortunate mixture of work and social life, but it couldn’t be helped. Not with the grinning violet-eyed annoyance at the end of the table.

She disappeared, and Marius grinned. “Oh, how many broken hearts will suffer.”

“What do you mean?” Rosa asked.

Luke arched an eyebrow. “I don’t think Vyn will ever have to worry about jealousy, Watson. You’re pretty dense about this stuff,” he finished with a laugh.

Rosa gasped and turned to Vyn. “She was flirting with you?”

“No,” he huffed.

“I just thought she was nice,” Rosa frowned and touched her necklace.

“She was one step from flirting. No wonder you’ve never accepted my dinner dates, Rosa,” Marius teased.

“No, I didn’t accept them on purpose, Marius,” Rosa grumbled before reaching for her glass.

Artem was silently staring the pair down. It didn’t go unnoticed by Vyn. He had hoped for an average week for her after the events for the prior fortnight. However, the senior attorney was quite put out.

“Oh, I came across something today,” Luke said and set down an antique bauble.

The conversation shifted, and Rosa engaged him on the item, leaving the other three men to trade glances silently. Marius and Artem were frictional. The defeated often were. Vyn felt the calm of the tense afternoon subside when she caressed his arm while she spoke. That was enough for him. Whether they approved or not, she did.

[aaluminiumas]

Puppet

M-RATED. TW: BLOODPLAY, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OF VIOLENCE 

If you want to read the whole fanfic, don’t hesitate to do it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21384370

Doflamingo, habitually sprawled across his armchair, was enjoying quiet sounds of jazz that seemed to crawl under his skin. Tranquility of the dimly lit room was spreading across his tired muscles, the notes were flowing through his veins: only a few were allowed to enter the chamber, and currently the King of Dress Rosa was relishing his solitude – and power he wielded. He no longer needed to gain authority; now he possessed not only money and influence but also resources of the whole country; after obtaining the position of Shichibukai, he re-confirmed the right to ascend the throne and to rule single-handedly.

But there was something that didn’t go according to his plan: Caesar postponed the development of the weapon due to some unpredictable circumstances, Kaido demanded certain guarantees, and a feeble attempts at rioting sparkled across all over Dress Rosa every once in a while. Of course he squashed such rebellions easily but they got on his nerves even more than anything else: he hated wasting time in vain, and none of his family members would eliminate the insurgents quietly – they were so much into cruel performances.

His thoughts were interrupted by a subtle knock on the door. In a moment, a tall pale woman emerged in the room: her yellow avian eyes looked in front of her but never at the figure on the armchair. Yes, he awaited her: for some vague reason, news from Punk Hazard did not reach Dress Rosa, and Caesar, extremely lazy when it came to writing, ended up sending reports twice a week which clearly was not enough. The only person who could elucidate on the current situation was Monet – discreet, attentive and incredibly smart secretary copying and rectifying long lines of chemical gibberish by day as well as by night.

“Young Master?” came her low indifferent voice which nonetheless contained a hint to her trademark sly smirk. “I received your order.”

Sweeping his eyes over her, he idly shifted in his cushion automatically spotting a thick folder in her arms: Clown never took care of his documents. Gaze casted elsewhere and remained averse to her position. Not out of disrespect or neglect, but because he simply was that comfortable around her. Such was the aura of a debonair, perfectly calm, beguiling.

“Monet…” his deep, pensive calling would hopefully bring her further into the room, seated in the intense shade of closed curtains and oak brown overtones, the King's actual seating was quite the distance from the door. Despite that, he would relay his words to the other with simplicity, being the only two beings within the chamber. "You’ve got something for me?"

“Quite a lot, in fact.” Throughout the years spent at his feet, intent and careful, Monet learnt all the intonations of his: she knew when he was relaxed; by a mere sound she could guess whether he was angry or just irritated; just a word escaping his lips could tell her more about his mood than his gestures — cunning, powerful man, Doflamingo was aware of the ways to deceive those around him by his visible tranquility and taciturnity. But not Monet. “I have reports on Caesar's work as well as Vergo's documents. And… on a side note… Law is in the lab, too. Probably this is something you would like to know, Young Master.”

This must’ve put him on guard: his relaxed hands slid across the armrests, the nails scratched the wood. She expected him to loathe the idea, but she had never seen him to lose him temper in a heartbeat – high time to deflect his attention by the latest scientific achievements made by Clown.

Respectful, Monet hovered over to her Master, gently placing the papers on the tiny table to his left, and pulled out one document. “This is the main weapon Caesar is currently working on. You may be interested in the details, expense and the rest.” she extended her hand — and offered him her trademark sly grin exposing her sharp teeth.

Law?..

Her ruses didn’t go unnoticed: Doflamingo grabbed one of the offered papers but his thoughts rushed back to Flevance – his mind immediately wandered towards the town leveled to the ground in mere hours, to the tragedy that stupefied the rest of the world, to the grave that released only one prisoner – that boy with hollow eyes. Trafalgar, who was taken in with open arms, taught multiple trades to… betrayed the Family. That would’ve been the first time Doflamingo heard of Law’s current location. He was smart to keep away, but an appearance at Clown's Laboratory? It could only spell trouble. Trouble he decided to keep from his immediate expression, rather sulking in the thought of Law's insubordination.

Lanky digits gripping the opposite ends of the paper, withholding it before him, inspecting thoroughly. Along with that simper of hers.

“Hm.” Granted he, dismissing the sheet of paper at his side, where the bulk of the pile lay. Had the Surgeon plagued his mind that easily? Well, possibly. Although, if one were privy to the psyche of Doflamingo, they could expect it not being readily shown on his persona. His plight to stay imposing, an-ever winding road indeed. “What sort of man do you take me for?”

Monet was surprised by the question but didn’t reveal it: when Doflamingo asked, one was expected to answer – this unwritten rule of the Family she had learnt better than others. Sadistic to an extent, she felt no fear at the tortures she was exposed to, but she barely wanted to become the object of those.

“Intelligent and insidious, Young Master.” Her voice didn’t jump up a notch: collected as usual, the woman was standing in front of him, taking in the sight of his tall, muscular figure. Swarthy, derisive, sarcastic complexion; that constant smirk upon his lips. Thin aristocratic fingers always pulling the imaginary strings.

Relaxed manners.

Quick.

“Highly attractive. Powerful. Strong.” Adjectives escaped her lips without a hindrance: she spoke her mind honestly, aware of his attitude to a lie. He could kill her right here, and if he wished so, he wouldn’t waste his precious time. He would shut her up by a single gesture – but nothing happened: she was still standing in front of him, glaring into the hidden eyes of her Master.

Subtly, the middle digit twitched briefly, this in turn manipulating a thread between them; another lax move of the string connected at the evergreen-haired female’s chin – and she rose her head a little. Seeking to reel her in close, preferably on the knees, as comfort would persist. In joint, the Powerful, Strong, Highly Attractive Monarch rose from the seat’s back-support, meeting Monet's face with his. Despite the current turn of the situation, she was far from danger and to put it into perspective, in front of him was simultaneously the most secured and vulnerable one should ever feel. The Harpy did not utter a single sound: even knowing that may be her last evening at the palace, she evinced no fright, albeit any other one would have been shivering at the sight of Doflamingo Donquixote. Calm as ever, unmoving, she kept glaring at the tanned complexion slightly sneering with the corner of her lips.

A heated breath, passing onto her snow-tinted ear. Then came the low crooning of his tone.

“Then why is it, that you only report to me with bad news? Am I not deserving of anything good? Is that what you're trying to tell me?”

....

[loneberry]

A Rose for Red Rosa: On the Corpse of Rosa Luxemburg

A response to a prompt from Brandon Shimoda:

3. Briefly describe a grave you have visited of a person to whom you are not related (i.e. a poet, writer, artist, activist, elder, historical figure, friend). For example, describe one thing that you saw there.

🌹 a red rose for Red Rosa 🌹 Memorial to Rosa Luxemburg at the Lichtenstein Bridge over the Landwehr Canal on the edge of Berlin’s Tiergarten Park, where Rosa’s body was thrown into the canal on the night of January 15, 1919. It was not her grave. A grave is a site where the energies generated by ritual acts hover, where the living can’t help but gather to practice a kind of sociality that pays no heed to the border between life and death. What is this need for the emblazoned name to mark the void left in the wake of the departed? Psychoanalysts will tell you, the mind does not know negatives. 

*

Rosa Luxemburg was a communist revolutionary, a Polish-born German (secular) Jew also known for her piercing analysis of the relationship between capitalism, colonialism, and war, which she described in her masterwork The Accumulation of Capital. Her haters will tell you she was too hasty in her attempt to launch a revolution in Germany, that she didn’t understand Volume II of Marx’s Capital, that the underconsumptionist theory of crisis leads you to crude Keynesianism. Her defenders will tell you she was a martyr who uncovered capitalism’s drive toward territorial expansion and prophesied the rise of Nazism in a pamphlet that argued: “Bourgeois society stands at the crossroads, either transition to Socialism or regression into Barbarism.” (Are we at the same crossroads now? The question terrifies me.)

She was one of “history’s vanquished”—a revolutionary spark snuffed out by the proto-Nazi Freikorps at the behest of Social Democratic Party (SPD) leader and German Chancellor Friedrich Ebert. 

*

The corpse of Red Rosa does not rest in the grave that bears her name. We know this because the corpse they pulled out of the Landwehr Canal and buried under her name “did not agree with the anatomical peculiarities of Luxemburg's body”—she had congenital hip dysplasia, a condition that caused her legs to be of different lengths. She walked with a limp and had a gold tooth. She was shot in the head before she was tossed into the canal 101 years ago. When the canal thawed, a waterlogged corpse was fished out of the water and buried under her name. How could the forensic examiners have possibly mistaken the even-legged corpse for hers? Fritz Strassmann, one of the examiners, had even written the definitive textbook on performing autopsies. 

*

Do not read about what happens to a waterlogged corpse. (Which I did, when I learned, one week ago, that my ex-girlfriend’s corpse was fished out of the Connecticut River. Her body had to be identified by her dental records.)

*

Rosa once wrote: “My tombstone may have only two syllables on it: ‘tsvee tsvee’ (zwi zwi). That’s the call of the tomtits, and I can imitate it so well that they come running here right away. It’s usually a clear, fine sound, as sparkling as a steel needle. But imagine! For some days now there’s been a very small warble in this tsvee-tsvee, a tiny chest-note. And do you know what that means? That is the first rustling of the coming spring.” 

Instead, her tombstone unceremoniously reads: “murdered Jan 15, 1919.”

If only a grave of onomatopoeias could be erected for dear Rosa! Tsvee tsvee. Her senses were heightened by the isolation she endured as a political prisoner. A head full of chirps and brain blooms. It wasn’t just the song of the tomtits she loved, but everything that signaled the coming of spring: most of all the flowers. Of all the flowers, she loved the snowdrop most. During her intermittent stints in prison she found comfort in studying botany and assembling her herbarium. Her friends would bring her plant specimens. She would put them in her herbarium, marking down both their German and Latin names, occasionally making errors that autodidacts are prone to making (like mispronouncing a word because you’ve only ever read it in a book). 

From Rosa Luxemburg’s herbarium Can the revolutionary also be a lay botanist? What is the disjunction between the avatar of the revolutionary and their sensuous mode of inhabiting the world? And why was I surprised that someone who was so perspicacious on matters of political economy could harbor such an intense love of flowers?

*

While passing through Berlin for a poetry reading I went to a memorial for Rosa Luxemburg beneath the Lichtenstein Bridge, where her body had been dumped into the canal. All I saw: the rifle butt to the head, the fear, the shot, the splash. The scene ricocheted across a century and exploded in my brain as shrapnel. I had brought a red rose with me. I threw the petals into the water and wept.

*

We still don’t know what happened to the corpse of Rosa.

“rumors had long been circulating at the Charité that the body of Red Rosa never actually left the hospital”

In the cellar of the hospital’s medical history museum, a preserved corpse—missing its head, feet and hands—was discovered by forensic pathologist Michael Tsokos around a decade ago. It dated to the period when Rosa was executed and showed signs of being waterlogged. Tests concluded that the corpse belonged to a woman who died between age 40 and 50 (Rosa was 47 when she was murdered) and had legs of different lengths.

The torso “had been kept on display in the pathology department of Charité Hospital as a classic example of a water corpse or ‘floater’ until 2007.”

It was used to teach medical students about a natural mummification process where the fat of the corpse is transformed into adipocere or “grave wax.”

Submerged in an anaerobic environment, the corpse undergoes a chemical process that turns it into a lump of soap.

Was the soap-torso Rosa’s? In the absence of definitive proof, it was interred at an unknown location. 

(Full post curated by Brandon: https://future-feed.net/the-afterlife-part-4-the-ancestors-reside-in-the-answers-themselves) 

[innovationshealthwellness]

The Shocking Health Benefits of Tea!

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The Health Benefits Of Tea + 15 Teas For Any Ailment

Posted by Rosa Onate – Health Benefits of Tea | HelloNatural.co

Have you noticed the rise in popularity of tea drinking where you live? Tea shops are popping up as often as coffee houses! Beyond just the charm of drinking tea, science supports the health benefits of tea. Tea is wonderful for you! Black, green, oolong, herbal, white – there are so many choices. Let’s discuss the benefits of each type of tea and when to drink them.

1. GREEN TEA

Green tea is one of the lesser processed teas, therefore it’s high in antioxidants, specifically catechins. Catechins help fight cell damage, so to preserve the catechins it’s recommended that green tea be steeped with water no hotter than 170 degrees. One of the greatest benefits of green tea is its effects on healthy cell growth which have widespread advantages for our bodies, inside and out. Use it topically in an infused coconut oil moisturizer to fight sun damage. Green tea reduces bad cholesterol and although there is caffeine in it, which boosts metabolism and aids in weight loss, green tea can have a relaxing and calming effect.

2. BLACK TEA

Black tea actually comes from the same plant as green tea, but the tea leaves are exposed to oxygen and this oxidization turns the leaves black. Black tea is known for it’s larger amounts of caffeine and antioxidants. The benefits of black tea include lowering risk of heart disease and diabetes, encouraging a healthy immune system and regulating blood sugar levels. If you need digestive help, black tea in small doses is known for it’s anti-inflammatory properties as well.

3. OOLONG TEA

Falling between green and black teas, you’ll find oolong, with its partially oxidized leaves. Oolong provides the benefits of both black and green teas, and with it, a fruity flavor. Oolong is often the tea of choice for weight management and is known to help alleviate skin conditions. A word of caution – oolong tea can be very high in caffeine, so if you are sensitive to caffeine, drink in moderation.

CINNAMON OOLONG TEA

12 oolong tea bags

3 cinnamon sticks

hot water

Steep tea bags and cinnamon sticks in hot water (about 190 degrees) for 10 minutes. Strain and serve. For iced tea, pour over ice.

4. WHITE TEA

White tea reigns as the least processed type of tea, making its antioxidant properties the highest. It also has the least amount of caffeine of the caffeinated teas. White tea can lower cholesterol and blood pressure and is antibacterial.

HEALING HERBAL TEAS

There are several types of herbal teas, however none are produced from tea leaves. Herbal teas, or herbal tisanes, are usually made from dried fruits, herbs, roots, bark, berries or flowers. Infusions are made by blending any number of these together. Herbal teas are caffeine free and generally safe for children and pregnant women. These teas can be high in minerals (Rooibos), cold and flu fighters (Ginger), alleviate insomnia (Hibiscus), help clear a stuffy nose (Peppermint), lessen menopausal symptoms (Red Clover), stimulate digestion (Dandelion), aid colicky babies (Chamomile), and fight viruses (Cinnamon).

5. ROOIBOS

Rooibos, also called Red Bush Tea, comes from South Africa. It is naturally caffeine-free and contains two bioflavonoids called rutin and quercetin. Both of these compounds block the release of histamine (the chemical our bodies produce in response to allergens). Rooibos may also have benefits for skin irritations and contain cancer fighting properties.

6. PEPPERMINT

The oil and menthol found in peppermint can have a therapeutic effect, acting as a decongestant and an anti-inflammatory, while also helping to suppress the appetite. The verdict is still out on whether is soothes or exacerbates an upset stomach, so contact your doctor before taking peppermint if you have a condition like GERD.

7. DRIED GINGER

Ginger has so many amazing healing properties! When it comes to allergies and colds, its natural antihistamine is a boon. And ginger’s anti-inflammatory abilities can soothe the stomach, relieve sore muscles, and lessen the strength of menstrual cramps. Going on a boat? Drink ginger tea to ease motion sickness. And of course we are all familiar with ginger’s natural kick, which makes it a great flavor booster even in small amounts.

8. STINGING NETTLE

You might have less than fond memories of stinging nettles from your childhood. These are the same nettles, but they turn from harmful to healthy when boiled into tea. Nettles are the most often recommended remedy for seasonal allergies and can help relieve itchy, watery eyes, sneezing, and runny nose. This is also an herb to try for anyone suffering from arthritis or who need a quick boost of energy.

9. YERBA MATE

Yerba Mate is very popular in South America. It contains natural caffeine and works to produce corticosteroids, which act as an anti-inflammatory in response to allergens. This can help open up respiratory passages and increase oxygen intake. Yerba Mate can also lowers lipids, leading to reduced cholesterol and lower blood pressure.

10. LEMON BALM

Lemon balm belongs to the mint family, but has a lemony scent, hence its name. Widely known for its calming effects, lemon balm can also help with the common cold and other respiratory issues. Lemon balm alleviates digestive problems, such as an upset stomach and gas, and also works well for painful ailments like a headache or toothache.

11. CHAMOMILE

Long used throughout Europe and Asia to treat sleep and stomach troubles, chamomile is becoming quite popular in North America. While its sleep-inducing properties are well known, chamomile can also soothe puffy eyes and be used as an anti-bacterial mouthwash. A word of caution to allergy sufferers though, the chamomile plant is a relative of ragweed..

12. HIBISCUS

Hands down, Hibiscus is a favorite tea choice to cool off with during the summer. In addition to being refreshing, hibiscus also has properties that help lower blood pressure, especially for those with diabetes. Other reasons to drink hibiscus? It’s naturally high in vitamins, like vitamin C, and acts as a natural diuretic.

13. RED CLOVER

Red Clover is most often associated with its ability to lessen menopausal symptoms, but it can help men, too. This herb can reduce one’s PSA, the marker used to determine if you are at risk for prostrate cancer. Of benefit to men and women are the isoflavones found in red clover, which help protect against cardiovascular disease.

14. DANDELION

Dandelion tea is popular because it acts as a diuretic to stimulate digestion. Less commonly known is that dandelion root is used medicinally to treat hepatitis, jaundice and dyspepsia. And it should be mentioned that dandelion tea lessens hot flashes and combats the formation of kidney stones.

15. CINNAMON

Rounding out our list of teas is cinnamon, the super spice of the herb world. Consider it if you’re interested in lowering cholesterol, fighting viruses, increasing your antioxidants or alleviating systems of arthritis.

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[maycanady]

season 2, episode 1 summary

i tried my best to summarize the episode in order using the official episode stills, and frames from the official and unofficial trailers.

the episodes starts with a flashback to liz and max in bed after being together in 1x13. she’s resting on his chest with her leg draped over his. max tells her about Noah and the alighting. He jokes about her owing him a road trip. they laugh and she kisses his chest and tells him he smells of rain. then it cuts to liz crying over max’s dead body.

rosa comes in and is confused by how much older liz looks. she tells rosa she’ll explain everything. rosa wants to call an ambulance for max, but liz tells her no and that max is dead.

two weeks later.

liz sits with her father who is working on his citizenship papers. they mention her taking the palo alto job. her dad is very proud of her. he calls her a genius.

maria comes by. she doesn’t want to say goodbye to liz, but she’s there to see her before liz leaves town. she mentions to liz how michael is ghosting her.

arturo gives liz a picture of a saint to protect and watch over her since she’s planning on leaving roswell at the moment.

arturo, liz, and maria all share hug, then obviously head to the funeral that we transition to.

at the funeral, michael walks in and maria offers the seat next to her, but he dismisses her and decides to sit alone. it’s one of his many attempts to push her away throughout the episode.

isobel is having difficulty giving a eulogy for noah, so when she turns away from the masses to take a breather, she sees a photo with max in it. she takes off her veil and very clearly to us the audience starts giving a eulogy for max. she talks about him being her better half.

at the wake, isobel is asked about max’s whereabouts, and the sheriff brings up the time Noah went to her about his suspicions of max, so she reminds the sheriff that he did ask for time off. ann overhears and tells the sheriff to worry about their graffiti problem. ann talks to isobel about max, and how his texts have been so vague lately.

michael: mrs. evans.

ann: michael.

they’re very short with each other.

alex notices michael arriving at the wake.

liz and isobel then play out a scene to reaffirm to everyone not in the known why max isn’t there. they act like the reason that max isn’t there to support isobel in her loss is because liz and max broke up and he’s too heartbroken to be around. it starts out as innocent as a scenario like that can be, but then very clearly affects liz.

she runs out of isobel’s house after that, and michael follows to check in on her. he asks about rosa. isobel is having a hard time letting go of max. liz tells michael that they need to tell isobel about max’s heart being fried.

sometime during the wake, kyle and alex discuss what to do with jesse. kyle tells him he can’t keep him like that much longer because of hospital resources and because he’s not a murderer, and alex tells him that jesse is, so.

another point, at the wake i believe, maria lets michael know that it’s okay to drop by the pony since he’s a regular. that he doesn’t have to avoid it just because he’s avoiding her.

we also get a flashback at a certain point of isobel and michael in the pod cave after max is dead. isobel is holding on to max, and crying over his body. she freaks out and asks liz and michael to help her move his body into the pod so they can try to save him. they look at her very worried.

michael goes to his trailer and finds alex’s guitar with a small note from him. michael stops by alex’s place to return it. alex is sitting on a chair, not wearing his prosthetic. he uses his crutch to get up. he mentions noticing earlier at the wake that his hand was healed and that’s why he brought him the guitar. he then shares a file with michael. it contains information on what was done to his mother while she was being help captive. seeing the battered picture of his mother in that file upsets michael. when alex asks him the question about going with him, michael puts his foot down and tells him no, and how they’re not good for each other.

after the funeral and wake, isobel is at home alone and calls the morgue to see if noah’s body had been cremated yet. she’s upset it hasn’t been. she hears/sees noah like if he’s still a part of her and screams for him to leave her alone.

rosa has a nightmare where she’s visiting the crashdown at night when it’s closed. it involves the jukebox scene, and noah.

after she wakes from the nightmare, we see she and liz are staying at max’s place. liz worries because she couldn’t wake rosa from the nightmare. then rosa notices that liz is wearing her necklace. they have a big/little sister moment about liz taking her stuff. she tells her that next time she dies to just bury her with all her stuff.

so after rosa has that nightmare, and liz had trouble waking her up from it, she brings rosa by to have kyle check her out. this is how kyle learns about rosa being alive. kyle finds her to be in perfect health. max cured her withdrawal symptoms, the physical, when he brought her back to life. he talks about people not needing a doctor with max around, which is where rosa reveals Max’s death to him. he’s shocked to hear this.

rosa also pokes fun at kyle about her half brother liking her sister. they have a moment in which kyle mentions not taking this opportunity with her for granted. how when his dad and she died, they knew him as a different person, but he’s different now and he wants her to know the grown up version of him basically.

after rosa falls asleep in a patient bed, he talks to liz about max. liz also talks to kyle about the hand prints not showing up on her and michael, but still being on rosa. they don’t know what could be the cause at this moment.

isobel is practicing her powers on some glass bowls when michael stops by. she shows him what she can do. she breaks the whole line up of glass containers, they linger in the air for a bit then she lets them all drop. she talks about noah mentioning how they’re only using a certain amount of their potential with their powers. michael clearly understands from all this that isobel is trying to get stronger so she can try to resurrect max with her powers.

michael takes isobel to the cave where max is in the pod. he shows her that his heart is damaged. that they can’t save him. he uses an ultrasound machine to do so.

liz and rosa are on their way out of town to palo alto for liz’s new job. they sing “bitch” by meredith brooks together. they stop at a motel. liz tells her she’s gonna take a shower, and rosa says something about older sisters going first. liz jokes about being the older one now. they talk about being in palo alto and rosa makes a comment about being the hottest 31 year old. liz has a few laughs with her about that when her grief for max just hits her. she goes in the bathroom and starts uncontrollably crying. rosa tries to check on her outside the door of the bathroom, but liz just ignores her and gets into the shower fully clothed so she can cry under the noise of the water. this doesn’t help though. rosa can still hear her. 

after another nightmare while spending the night at the motel, liz realizes that rosa is linked to max and that that must be why rosa is having nightmares with noah and knows about the alighting, because max knew those things. liz then decides to try to bring max back to life by using noah’s heart for a alien heart transplant.

we find out alex had the morgue keep a hold on cremating noah because aliens body release a fume/chemical when he and kyle go to pick it up for liz. when they get there, they find out flint has taken noah’s body.

kyle calls liz and tells her they lost their chance with noah’s heart because flint has the body, but as they’re on their way back into town from the motel, rosa notices the military vehicle and causes liz to swerve and in turn causing flint to crash.

maria notices michael is at the pony. at first it makes her smile to see he decided to come around, but then michael flirts and kisses this girl he’s playing pool with.

 the random girls boyfriend shows up and he and michael get in a fight.

maria kicks him out of the bar, and they get into a argument about him trying to push her away. she takes his keys away from him so he doesn’t drive drunk, and tells him to walk it off.

michael gets a call from liz asking him to help her move a body. he makes a joke about how if he had a dollar for every time he was asked that.

flint wakes up from the crash and finds that noah’s body is gone.

kyle and liz open up noah to get his heart, and michael watches. noah’s heart is damaged from when max attacked him with his powers. we do also learn in this scene that aliens are kinda like tech and the spaceship tech has a biological aspect to it. the tech stuff makes liz realize that she can rejuvenate noah’s heart for max. so they start working on it, and michael joins in to help them.

isobel sits in the pod cave. she wonders why she can’t feel her brother, but she can’t seem to stop feeling noah. she suddenly has a realization. she gets up and walks towards the ultrasound machine from earlier and uses it to check herself. she realizes she’s pregnant.

mimi escapes the assisted living home earlier in the episode and ends up at the pony, where she’s actually lucid and makes an alien joke at maria. we see she’s escaped yet again towards the end. she’s on her way to the pony when she’s approached by a bright light. we don’t see if it’s a car, who’s in it. we’re just left with maria walking the opposite way down the road to the pony to see if she’ll run into her mother, and she finds her mother’s bracelet.

liz confronts rosa for being so reckless earlier, how she’s still a 19 year old addict, and how she was too quick to risk her life. rosa isn’t dealing well with the fact that she’s alive and max isn’t. she thinks she doesn’t deserve this chance over a hero like max.

liz talks to rosa about how max gave her back her sister, and how now it’s her turn.

rosa has another nightmare. this time noah is chasing her down the street. she makes it to where she drew that rose in the gazebo. noah catches up to her, but he is then taken out for the moment by max. this is where we learn definitively that max and rosa are connected. he tells her that he’s been trying to tell her something. he warns her to not let liz bring him back.  

side notes:

cameron was not in this episode

steph, forest were not introduced yet

rosa did not interact with anyone but liz and kyle in person, and noah and max in her nightmares/subconscious/brain?

scenes not in the premiere from the trailers:

alex and michael talking about mimi

sheriff valenti interrogating a handcuffed liz

maria seeing rosa and terrifed when she does

rosa spray painting in max’s clothes

michael fighting someone in the center of town during the day

jesse seizuring while alex and flint are there

liz and kyle kissing

isobel training in some sort of physical fighting, and another scene of isobel laying down with her head hanging out

cam teaching liz how to shoot

maria smiling at what looks like michael from the curly hair

michael’s mom surrendering when she was younger

cam out in some empty lot with some car lights shining on her

the scene where liz calls michael from the police station, but he’s already in lock up

watch the trailers here:

nycc trailer

official trailer