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[thethistlegirlwrites]

April 2024 Camp Nano Project - Thief of Hearts

He stole her heart. She wants it back.

Rory is no angel. Then again, angels wouldn’t last long in Rime, the city of eternal winter and night she calls home. But it is the only place someone with half-magic bloodlines can make a semi-honest living without getting harassed.

Or at least it was until her heart was stolen.

Now she’s got two days to get it back from the thief who took it before she dies. Unfortunately, this also means keeping him alive long enough to get it back, and that’s not going to be easy when most of the city’s magical syndicates have a bounty on his own heart.

…

Some kinds of magic are illegal, even in an enchanted city like Rime. Emmett’s talent for stealing people’s life forces has put him on the wrong side of the law, and on the blackmail list of one of the corrupt leaders of the city’s biggest magical syndicate.

If he wants to keep what’s left of his family, he has to keep stealing the hearts of his employer’s competition.

One job gone bad, and he’s got a heart with a very determined owner on his track, and a boss who wants him to make things right. That is, if either of them get their hands on him before the rival syndicates’ bounty hunters do.

Project WorldAnvil

Character Profiles

Rory

Emmett

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@nade2308 @catwingsathena @the-one-and-only-valkyrie @telltaleclerk @ettawritesnstudies

[nanowrimo]

NaNo Interview: Graphic Designer Alyssa Alarcón Santo

NaNoWriMo events would be a lot less colorful without our amazing graphic designers. NaNoWriMo's in-house designer Alyssa Alarcón Santo gives us a peak at her experience at NaNo as well as some of her designer thoughts!

Q: Alyssa, you've been partnering with NaNo for several years now! How did you first begin designing for us?

Back in 2018, I had just gone fully freelance and was trying to get a print shop up and running. I had gotten really into painting these meticulously hand-lettered book stacks and at some point, I posted one on that graphic design site, Dribbble. If I remember correctly, that’s where Nano found me. When I got the email asking if I was interested in designing the event merch that year, I was shocked! I honestly wasn’t even sure it was real until I got on a call with Chris and Shelby.

It’s funny in retrospect, I was so overprepared. I had an entire pitch and design treatment worked up before I had even technically interviewed. That was the design we ended up running with, too.

Q: Do you remember the first NaNo design you ever made?

My first project set was the NaNoWriMo event merch for 2018, so it was the usual items: poster, mug, shirts, etc etc. The theme that year was “NaNoWriMo Is…” and I really wanted to highlight how much it could be at once—planning and writing, procrastinating and collaborating, daydreaming, creating. I wanted to visually lean into the chaos, but y’know, in an orderly fashion. I think we managed that!

Q: What are some of your guiding inspirations behind your NaNo designs?

Before I pivoted into illustration and design, I always thought I would be a writer. I studied creative writing and modernist literature in college, then went on to study comics and narrative design in art school. Because of that background, I always try to keep in mind 1) what story is this design telling and 2) how can we make that story a little more fun? 

Q: How has your style changed over time?

I actually think my entire focus has changed over the last five years. When I started designing for NaNoWriMo, I was primarily an illustrator and I spent a lot of time working on hand-lettering-centric projects. I still enjoy lettering and illustration—I still consider myself an artist at the roots—but the bulk of my work is actually in book design and typographic design these days. I’ve been finding it extraordinarily satisfying to assemble and format books of any kind, including comics!

Q: Have you ever attempted an official NaNoWriMo project? If so, how did it go? If not, is that something you see yourself trying in the future?

Oh, absolutely, I have! I started participating in NaNoWriMo when I was 15 years old, way back in 2006. I participated every year up until I was about 23, when work responsibilities started getting in the way. I think the only year I hit the 50k goal was when I was ~18, but I still have the fragments of a dozen novels floating around on various hard drives. I did actually stretch my writing muscles a little during Nano last year and it felt good. I’ll probably join in again this year and see how far I can get.

Q: You've designed graphics for objects, paper, digital, and more. As a designer, what's going on in your head as you design for 2-d versus 3-d projects? Do you have a favorite type of design project?

When you’re designing anything, you always have to keep the end result in mind so there are questions you ask yourself throughout: How will this design be used? What kind of file will it need to be? Am I setting everything up to best satisfy the specs? You think that way for both digital and physical designs, but the questions are different. For digital designs, you think about color spaces, dimensions, resolution.

For physical objects, you think about color conversion, margins and bleeds, composition and how it translates when interacted with. (For example, if you’re designing a mug, you have to keep in mind where the handle is, where the design will land around the cylinder, and what the user sees when they pick it up.)

I personally prefer to design for 3D objects, which is a fun thing I’ve learned from this NaNoWriMo job! It feels so validating to hold the thing you’ve been working on in your hands. I think my favorite of the projects I’ve done for NaNoWriMo so far was the 1k piece puzzle we put out earlier this year. That was a challenge, making sure that there were enough details and gradients and textures to keep it interesting.

Q: If Helvetica and Arial were in a fight, who would win and why?

Helvetica, all the way! It was designed to be highly legible in traditional printing, which I prefer as a dyslexic print designer. Arial is nice on a screen, but I just find Helvetica more versatile. (That said, if we’re really talking about who would win in a type fight, the answer is serifs, like Times New Roman, over sans serifs! Those serifs are pointier. Much better for fighting.) Alyssa Alarcón Santo is a Los Angeles raised, Portland based designer-of-many-hats. Over the years, she has worked as an illustrator, graphic designer, photographer, and now book designer, and she is always looking for fun ways to combine those skills. A throughline running across her work, regardless of medium, is a love of words. She currently serves as In-House Designer for NaNoWriMo and Creative Director of science-fiction magazine Planet Scumm. You can find her work on instagram @alyssasantodesign.

[punkeropercyjackson]

We never really see a demigod grow to adulthood. And I've been thinking about it, do any of them know how to cook? Like, I'm sure the ones who go home do, but the year-round campers? No idea. Cause they have all the food from the nymphs and stuff, and when they're on quests, they have rations and eat out.

So, hc the demeter cabin teaches the younger kids how to bake bread and other food that's primarily grain.

Hc when Leo's head counselor, he teaches his cabin how to cook too. Since I think he's the only one to actually make food?

Also, I believe that Clarisse can grill. Don't question me, i just feel it.

1.YESSSSSSSS

2.The Demeter Cabin one🥺🥺🥺🥺💚💚💚💚As a Demeter kid this is canon!!!!

[colacat53]

So I finally watched the first trailer for Chaos Theory (I wanted to wait until I finished my Camp Cretaceous rewatch) and the whole time when I'd been hearing that apparently Brooklyn was dead I hadn't believed it because I thought "No way a random dinosaur clapped Brooklyn when she managed to survive the indominous rex, scorpios rex, an aggressive carnotaurus, Rexy, a trio of baryonyxs and the Jurassic Park 3 spinosaurus" but apparently it was a targeted assassination. I'm thinking it's the woman from Jurassic World Dominion which is probably obvious considering the campers are being hunted by raptors and we hear someone blow a whistle in the trailer. (I don't remember that woman's name, I'll go look it up now while posting this) Soyona Santos was the master of the atrociraptors and she had a connection to Biosyn. Who else had a connection to Biosyn? Lana Molin. aka the bald woman who tried stealing Dodgson's bag and ended up getting killed by compies as a result. I'll be honest, when watching Jurassic World Dominion for the first time I thought these two were the same person(I had forgotten about Molina's death). I'm thinking that maybe these two had a connection to each other as we know that Molina was working for someone else in am attempt to steal from Dodgson. Soyona also organized the kidnapping of Maisie Lockwood and Beta so I'm wondering if she could be the one going after the campers, perhaps as revenge for Molina or perhaps being paid by someone else to do it.

[witchw00d]

[ @honeyfestival ] : will you please tell me what i did wrong?

AFTER 24 MORE HOURS OF NO RESPONSE

[ TEXT : NORM ] : norm? [ TEXT : NORM ] : i'm so sorry. i just got my phone back. i'm catching up on everything. [ TEXT : NORM ] : something terrible happened at camp, norm. something awful and i don't even know how to describe it. [ TEXT : NORM ] : my parents just picked me up. the police are everywhere out here and they took our phones for a while to see if they could find any evidence.

[redcarpet-streetstyle]

[siyanalicious]

Baguio City Spots

Do you want to experience the so fresh and a cold most especially in winter season? Baguio city is the right place for you. Welcome to the city of Pine. Baguio city is a very nice place. It is the so called “the summer capital of the Philippines” or “city of Pines”. This is because of its mountainous and is full of trees.  Baguio city is located in Northern Luzon Region of the Philippines. The…

[swampflix]

There's Something Wrong with the Children (2023)

Kids are scary. I say this as a reformed “I hate kids” person (thanks for helping me see the ignorance of my ways, Tara Mooknee), just to make it clear that I don’t mean it that way, and I don’t mean it in the way that most single-income-no-kids people intend either. Not that I think kids are great, either; I moved into a small multi-household complex of single bedroom units intentionally because…

[allfifaworldcup]

Cristiano Ronaldo did NOT threaten to leave Portugal World Cup 2022 camp, insists head coach-FIFA WORLD CUP

Cristiano Ronaldo did NOT threaten to leave Portugal World Cup 2022 camp, insists head coach-FIFA WORLD CUP

Ronaldo was axed for Portugal’s last-16 win over Switzerland on Tuesday and his replacement, Goncalo Ramos, scored a hat-trick. Since then, reports in Portugal have claimed Ronaldo tried to leave the squad in Qatar as he was angry at being dropped. Ahead of Portugal’s quarter-final against Morocco on Saturday, Santos – during a press conference answer lasting nearly five minutes – has moved to…

[rthko]

please define camp. I see it said so much to describe anything.

@sougeeee Camp is an an aesthetic sensibility most famously described by Susan Sontag in her 1964 essay, Notes on Camp, where she disclaimed that "to write about camp is to betray it." The term has long been popular in queer circles, but exploded in popularity online with the 2019 Met Gala, themed and named after this essay.

Here are some characteristics of camp:

Camp is failed seriousness. I think a lot of uses of camp lately emphasize the silliness and lightheartedness but play down the melodrama and passion. Sontag writes here that camp "finds the success in certain passionate failures." Failure is a common theme in queer aesthetics and worldviews; as Quentin Crisp said, "If at first you don't succeed, failure may be your style." Writing about performance artist Dynasty Handbag, José Muñoz described the "failure" of her work as "not an aesthetic failure but, instead, a political refusal."

Camp is innocent. The camp that is most satisfying to Sontag is not trying to be bad on purpose but dead serious in its grandiose intentions: "naive" camp. To do it on purpose is what she calls "camping," and this is what the Met Gala in 2019 ended up being. As it's been said on here, Karlie Kloss's claim that she was "looking camp right in the eye" was accidentally closer to camp concept of fabulous failure than the look itself. Admiring camp is not to point and laugh but to sincerely appreciate it. Sontag writes: "Camp taste is, above all, a mode of enjoyment, of appreciation - not judgment."

Camp is artifice. It involves a love of the unnatural and exaggerated, and this explains why most drag is not simply female/male impersonation. There's an undue association between femininity and artifice, especially when it comes to trans women, lesbians, working class and racialized women (Julia Serano most famously writes about this as part of the basis for transmisogyny). While it's important to challenge this, some have taken the approach of playing with this in a tongue-in-cheek way. In her essay "Rogue Femininity," Elizabeth Marston writes: "let's say that femme is dispossessed femininity. It's the feminity of those who aren't allowed to be real women and who have to roll their own feminine gender."

Camp is apolitical? One of the first points in Sontag's essay is that "To emphasize style is co slight content, or to introduce an attitude which is neutral with respect to content. It goes without saying that the Camp sensibility is disengaged, depoliticized - or at least apolitical." In a way I agree. This sort of detachment is why George Santos the right wing politician was obviously abhorrent, but George Santos the former drag queen and fallen diva was, unfortunately, very entertaining. Since Sontag wrote this essay before Stonewall, it must have been hard at the time to see any overlap between camp and politics. But as the examples I've chosen so far might show, I do see a political angle, and a political discussion to be had over which expressions of art and being are considered unnatural or unserious. For instance, Black queer art like the bejeweled collages of Mickalene Thomas and the exuberant sculptures made of trinkets by Nick Cave address the racial angle in the demarcation of high brow and low brow.

There's a legacy in queer politics that calls for a sort of hedonistic, bejeweled extravagance for all. Jules Gill-Peterson writes about the transfeminine travestis in Latin America, and a term they use,mujerisima. The English translation is less glamorous--"extremely woman" or "the most woman"-- but to Gill-Peterson this represents a vision of racialized, working class anti-austerity and anti-assimilationist sensuality and glamour. In A Short History of Transmisogyny, she asks: "What's wrong with being extra? Abundance might be a powerful concept in a world organized by a false sense of scarcity."

So for an in-depth description of camp, I still recommend Sontag's essay for its insight and cultural impact. She's right to address the association between camp and homosexuality, but the association between failed seriousness and excess with marginalized subjects doesn't stop there. So I hope people realize camp is not an irony-poisened, "doing it ironically" hipster thing, but a perspective and way of life to find real joy and freedom in.

[jasontoddssuper]

GUYS GUYS GUYSSSSSSSSSS THERE'S FINALLY A PJO PICREW!!!!

I've wanted this for years,i'm so fucking happy!!!!😭😭😭😭😭😭💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕This is my self-insert Lex de los Santos,they're a son and daughter of Demeter,the eighth demigod of the Second Great Prophecy and Percy's love interest♡

@leo-thecactus @cottoncandyspikes @cottoncandyteeth @c0tt0n-c4ndy-sw1rlz @peachyblkdemonslayer @panbelle @moonage-gaydream @insomniac-jay @julieemarine @floof-ghostie @crimgy @edityrhometown @notmonaca @writtenletterstotheworld @honeypotsworld @confused-wizard @angel-beloved @genderconfusedhellenic @theautisticcentre @million-golden-drachmas @maliagf @ Literally all my Pjo mutuals and you're welcome to join in even if we aren't moots!!Let's go to Camp Half Blood together!

[captain-price-unofficially]

American POWs Lee Rogers and John C. Todd sit outside Santo Tomas Internment Camp following liberation after 4 years of captivity under the Japanese Army. 5 February 1945, Philippines.

[froggibus]

Hi! How’s going? I hope good, and if not, things will get better soon!

I wanted to request a NSFW Lucio scenario, BUT IDK WHAT 😭😭😭 Maybe a dom-reader? Lucio reacting to a moo-lingerie (or just lingerie)? A classic loving vanilla scenario in the bedroom? Camping sex? The reader gets horny after seeing Lucio's tanned skin coming out of the shower after a long day on the beach? Sneaky sex after/before a show?

Idk if any of these ideas are inspiring to you, I hope so 🥺 (I'm Lucio starved help)

Two for the Show — Lucio Correia dos Santos

Pairing: Lucio x fem! reader (reader uses fem pronouns + has a pussy)

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 1.9k

Summary: your boyfriend always needs a little extra love after a show—and you’re more than happy to give it to him

CW: established relationship, porn with plot, semi public sex, oral (m! receiving), incredibly filthy messy head, riding, doggy, praise, kinda manhandling? multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, choking, hair pulling, neck biting & kissing, creampie, cockwarming if u squint

for the most dedicated Lucio fan out there 🫶🏻 I started writing this a while ago but I finished like the last 1200 words tonight. I hope you like it!! I know it isn’t quite what you asked for BUT I did actually proofread it (rare)

Lucio flips his head back, damp hair whipping the back of his neck. He’s hopping up and down, hands flicking switches on his board so fast he can hardly keep track. Sweat beads down his bare chest, smearing the green paint that runs over his abs, over his shoulders, into his pants.

The concert is so loud his eardrums throb. No matter how many times he performs he never gets used to the noise—he never gets used to the rush. The faces in the crowd in front of him blend into the next, smiles and tongues making them look like a pulsing, scarlet blur.

The adrenaline is an addiction, and even after he says it’s the ‘last song’ (for the third time, no doubt), he finds he can’t quite let go. The flashing lights disappear and the smoke fades away, but his heart still pounds in his chest. 

“Thank you, Rio!” He shouts, his voice drowned out by the blood rushing in his ears.

He grabs his water bottle from under his table and flashes the crowd a grin before slinking away backstage. He sucks in a breath through his teeth, a failed attempt to calm the vibrant pulse in his chest. 

You’re waiting for him backstage, starry eyes falling over his form. “Hey superstar,” you beam.

His hands are reaching out before he’s even close enough to feel you. He crosses the room to you, and then he’s falling into you. His hands trail down your cheeks, down your sides, falling featherlight over your hips.

“How was the show—mmm”

His lips are on yours, cutting off whatever you were about to say. His kiss is full of need as he pulls you closer to his chest so you can feel the roaring of his heart. The grip on your waist tightens, desperate fingers clutching at your skin so hard it burns.

He can’t help it—you soothe that part of him that still aches from the pumping adrenaline. When his heart is thrashing and his cock is swollen, you’re the only remedy. His hands slide down to your ass, cupping the fat and squeezing til you squeal into his mouth.

“Easy there,” you say between heavy breaths. “There’s still a big crowd out there. ”

Lucio looks at you, a wanton smirk on his face. His pupils have almost completely blown with lust and his cheeks burn a deep red. His body shakes with every desperate breath. 

He mumbles a quick, “I don’t care,” and then his lips are on yours again.

You’re stumbling around, your arms squeezing his shoulders for support as he walks you towards the couch backstage. The leather hits the back of your legs and suddenly the two of you are tumbling to the floor. You collide partly with the sofa, and partly with the soft rug that lines the floor beneath it.

“Lucio—” you gasp at the impact but the DJ is unphased. 

His teeth dig into your bottom lip, scraping along the sensitive skin. A gasp forces your mouth open and then his tongue is running along the backs of your teeth. You whine into his mouth, rocking your hips against the air. 

And then he’s pulling away from you. 

You tilt your head in confusion, forcing your lungs to expand with each breath. He props himself up on the couch in front of you, hands making quick work of the studded belt around his waist, and then his pants are pooling around his ankles. 

You crawl forward, bracing yourself on your knees between his. The green paint goes all the way down to his thighs, smeared across his groin from his sweat and your touch. 

He raises an eyebrow at you, “well?”

You bite your lip. Your hands move on their own, running up the length of his cock through his boxers before sliding your fingers inside the waistband. He shivers from your touch and bucks his hips forward. 

You’re slow to tug down his underwear, looking up at him through your lashes just to see him staring at you with an intensity you’ve rarely seen before. His cock springs free and it's already dripping in precum, the shaft glistening with his desperation. 

You brace your hands against his skin—one on his hard abs and the other on his quivering thigh—and lick all the way up his length. His hands are quick to grab your head, tugging you forward with those thinly strewn muscles you always forget about until they’re bulging in the after light of a concert. 

Just the sight of him gripping your head, arms flexing and eyes glazed over, is enough to have you rutting against your leg. 

You take him into your mouth, the sweet salt of his pre flooding your tastebuds. It only drives you to take more of him in, forcing your head down even after he brushes up against the back of your mouth. He’s sweaty and salty and his skin is so hot—it’s almost overwhelming. 

He pushes your head down, nearly bottoming out inside of your throat. “Fuck—could live in this pretty mouth,” he groans. 

You flick your teary eyes up to look at him, silently pleading with him to release your head and let you get some air. Part of you hopes he lets go but another part doesn’t. The feeling of choking on his cock is intoxicating and sends heat straight to your core.

The back of your leg starts to feel wet from how you’re rubbing against it, your panties drenched with your own slick. Finally, Lucio lets go and you pull away with a gasp. 

He gives you a minute to catch your breath, rubbing the head of his cock all around your mouth. He smears your drool and spit and his precum all across your face and it’s so fucking dirty, but you just look so cute when you get all messy like this—he can’t help it. 

He rubs his thumb over your swollen bottom lip. “Y’have paint all over your face, baby.”

You mirror his action, smearing the pre and paint across the back of your hand. It’s almost laughable when your skin comes back stained green. 

“So pretty.” His hands roam your face, down your neck, to your chest. “Let’s get those clothes off you, hm?”

And then you’re nodding your head, rising to your feet on shaking legs in front of him. He leans back on the couch, folding his hands behind his head. His eyes are glazed over as they watch you reach for the hem of your shirt. 

You’re quick to tug your shirt over your head but you pull your pants down painstakingly slow. Lucio gives his cock a tight fisted stroke, watching you bend over in front of him to show your underwear clad pussy. You’re wearing green underwear today—no doubt for him—and it has him aching to be in your cunt. 

As soon as your panties hit the floor, he’s pulling you into his lap. You gasp at the feeling of his warm fingers on your hips, guiding you down to sit on his cock. You groan in unison, a desperate mewl ripping from your throat. 

He keeps a vice grip on your hips, holding you snug against his thighs and keeping his cock buried inside you. He sets his jaw on your shoulder, hot gasps of air brushing on the cusp of your ear. 

“You’re so wet just from blowing me,” he gasps out, “s-so tight.”

You whine through your bitten lip, your eyes squeezed shut. Rocking your hips, you try to break free from his grip, try to bounce on his cock—try to do anything. But he’s content to hold you down, using you as his own personal cockwarmer. 

Finally, you break. “L-lucio, please!”

“Please, what?”

“Please let me move!”

He plants a rough kiss to your neck, teeth grazing the skin as he pulls away, and finally releases your hips. Immediately you begin to bounce up and down his length, cunt making loud, wet noises as he bottoms out repeatedly. 

He uses his strength to help you ride him, nails digging into the bottoms of your thighs so hard you swear he’ll draw blood. Your whines and his grunts fill the room backstage—loud enough for any passersby to hear, but you’re too far gone to care. 

It’s already hot backstage, the air thick from the Brazilian heat—but it’s tenfold now that you’re pressed against him with his cock throbbing inside of you. Sweat pools in every place your bodies collide but it only makes it easier to move against him. 

The drag of his cock against your aching walls is addicting, and your craving for the heat of his body against yours is insatiable. You have your hands pressed against his knees while you bounce on his cock, using them for momentum to drive him deeper and deeper into your core with each movement. 

His tip rams into your sweet spot every time, his heartbeat is wild against your back and his skin is so hot you swear you’ll both burn up. You clench your hands around his knees, his skin filling the spaces under your nails. Your legs start to tremble, your tummy flutters, and then you’re exploding. 

You cum wildly, back arching into his chest. He holds you through your orgasm, still rutting into you restlessly, chasing his own high. 

You’re almost limp when you’re done cumming, so tired in his arms you can hardly move. Your pussy aches for more—but your thighs and arms tremble so furiously that there’s no way you could hold yourself up. 

Lucio is one step ahead of you, though. He cradles your body, slipping his cock out of your gushing hole just long enough to lay you on your stomach. The cold leather of the couch soothes the fire on your skin, but your pussy still throbs in anticipation. 

“Shh,” he soothes you, cock slipping easily through your folds. “‘M gonna make you feel so good, princess.”

Your strength is recovering, albeit slowly. But it’s just enough for you to push yourself onto your knees, resting your cheek against the couch. 

He grips your hips and uses them to propel himself forward. The slam of his hips on the backs of your thighs is hard enough to bruise. His desperation, his need to cum, only grows with every thrust, the movements getting sloppier with each passing second. 

He reaches forward and grabs your hair, tugging you away from the couch. His other hand is snug around the base of your throat, just barely applying pressure. You’re whimpering in his arms, shaking—your pussy flutters and clenches on his cock with every thrust. 

You’re getting close and though you open your mouth to warn him, the only thing that leaves is a strangled moan. He attaches his lips to the side of your neck again, alternating between gnawing at the sensitive skin and mumbling soft praises. 

“F—fuck!” He slams his cock deep inside of you, his hand around your throat tightening enough to cut off your circulation. 

You barely feel the hot streams of cum gush inside of you before your own orgasm is falling over you. You shake in Lucio’s arms, your head lulling back onto his shoulder. 

He holds you through it, finally letting go of your aching neck. “That’s it, baby,” he murmurs, stroking your head, “cum for me.”

It’s nearly two minutes before the aftershocks of your orgasm start to fade. Lucio’s heart hammers in his chest behind you, his heavy breathing filling your ears. 

You let yourself collapse into him. He catches you in his strong arms, positioning both of you to lay against the couch. 

“Fuck,” he laughs, rubbing at the paint covered bruises forming on your body. “You should come to my shows more often.”

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[themakeupbrush]

List of Met Galas since 2001

I've gotten a few asks for a list of Met Galas. Technically, the gala has existed since 1948, and been themed since 1973, but I started at 2001 to keep it short (there was no gala in 2000 apparently). If you're interested in every theme that's ever existed, there's a chart on Wikipedia.

Most lists online start somewhere around 2011-2013, since it wasn't covered by the press the same way before then.

2001 Jacqueline Kennedy: The White House Years

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Christina and Lindsay Owen-Jones, Annette and Oscar de la Renta, Carolina Herrera Caroline Kennedy and Edwin A. Schlossberg

Sponsor: L'Oreal

2003 Goddess: The Classical Mode

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Tom Ford, Nicole Kidman

Sponsor: Gucci

2004 Dangerous Liaisons: Fashion and Furniture in the 18th Century

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Renée Zellweger, Lawrence Stroll, Silas Chou, Edgar Bronfman Jr. Jacob Rothschild, Jayne Wrightsman

Sponsor: Asprey

2005 The House of Chanel

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Karl Lagerfeld, Nicole Kidman Caroline, Princess of Hanover

Sponsor: Chanel

2006 AngloMania: Tradition and Transgression in British Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Christopher Bailey, Sienna Miller Rose Marie Bravo, The Duke of Devonshire

Sponsor: Burberry

2007 Poiret: King of Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Cate Blanchett, Nicolas Ghesquière François-Henri Pinault

Sponsor: Balenciaga

2008 Superheroes: Fashion and Fantasy

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, George Clooney, Julia Roberts, Giorgio Armani

Sponsor: Giorgio Armani

2009 The Model As Muse: Embodying Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Kate Moss, Justin Timberlake Marc Jacobs

Sponsor: Marc Jacobs

Ticket Price: $7,500

2010 American Woman: Fashioning a National Identity

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Oprah Winfrey, Patrick Robinson

Sponsor: Gap

2011 Alexander McQueen: Savage Beauty

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Colin Firth, Stella McCartney François-Henri Pinault and Salma Hayek

Sponsor: Alexander McQueen

2012 Schiaparelli and Prada: Impossible Conversations

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Carey Mulligan, Miuccia Prada, Jeff Bezos

Sponsor: Amazon

2013 Punk: Chaos to Couture

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Rooney Mara, Lauren Santo Domingo, Riccardo Tisci Beyoncé

Sponsor: Moda Operandi

Ticket Price: $15,000

2014 Charles James: Beyond Fashion

Co-chairs: Aerin Lauder, Anna Wintour, Bradley Cooper, Oscar de la Renta, Sarah Jessica Parker, Lizzie and Jonathan Tisch

Sponsor: AERIN

Ticket Price: $25,000

Theme Announcement: September 4th, 2013

2015 China: Through the Looking Glass

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Jennifer Lawrence, Gong Li, Marissa Mayer, Wendi Murdoch, Silas Chou

Sponsor: Yahoo

Ticket Price: $25,000

Theme Announcement: September 11th, 2014

2016 Manus x Machina: Fashion in an Age of Technology

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Taylor Swift, Idris Elba, Jonathan Ive Nicolas Ghesquière, Karl Lagerfeld, Miuccia Prada

Sponsor: Apple

Ticket Price: $30,000

Theme Announcement: October 13th, 2015

2017 Rei Kawakubo/Comme des Garçons: Art of the In-Between

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Gisele Bündchen and Tom Brady, Katy Perry, Pharrell Williams, Rei Kawakubo

Sponsor: Apple, Condé Nast, Farfetch, H&M, Maison Valentino

Ticket Price: $30,000

Theme Announcement: October 21st, 2016

2018 Heavenly Bodies: Fashion and the Catholic Imagination

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Rihanna, Amal Clooney, Donatella Versace Christine and Stephen A. Schwarzman

Sponsors: Christine and Stephen A. Schwarzman, Versace

Ticket Price: $30,000

Theme Announcement: November 8th, 2017 (currently the latest they've announced the theme)

2019 Camp: Notes on Fashion

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Lady Gaga, Harry Styles, Serena Williams, Alessandro Michele

Sponsor: Gucci

Ticket Price: $35,000

Theme Announcement: October 9th, 2018

Planned for May 4, 2020 (canceled) About Time: Fashion and Duration

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Meryl Streep, Emma Stone, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Nicolas Ghesquière

Sponsor: Louis Vuitton

September 2021 In America: A Lexicon of Fashion

Co-chairs: Timothée Chalamet, Billie Eilish, Amanda Gorman, Naomi Osaka, Tom Ford, Adam Mosseri, Anna Wintour

Sponsor: Instagram

Ticket Price: $35,000

2022 In America: An Anthology of Fashion

Co-chairs: Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Regina King, Tom Ford, Adam Mosseri, Anna Wintour

Sponsor: Instagram

Ticket Price: $35,000

2023 Karl Lagerfeld: A Line of Beauty

Co-chairs: Anna Wintour, Dua Lipa, Michaela Coel, Penélope Cruz, Roger Federer

Sponsors: Chanel, Fendi, Karl Lagerfeld (brand)

Ticket Price: $50,000 (most expensive to date)

Theme Announcement: September 30th, 2022

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Feedback Fest 2024

For Feedback Fest 2024, 10 recs for the 10th anniversary of International Fanworks Day!

I decided to rec stories that have become basically canon to me - the ones I feel compelled to seek out when I'm hit by a craving for an unofficial sequel, or unofficial prequel, or additional scene that completes things, or something that wraps up a dangling thread perfectly. Multiple fandoms, arranged from shortest to longest in length, because why not.

The People's Servants by @cesperanza Fandom: The West Wing | Rating: G | Ship: Josh/Donna It's Big Block of Cheese Day in the Santos White House.

Pulling the Thorn by @dsudis Fandom: Die Hard | Rating: T | Ship: Matt/John There's a huge scar down the sole of John's left foot.

A Thousand Miles by therienne Fandom: ATLA | Rating: G | Ship: none Zuko and Iroh start their journey.

Mr Wooster and the Restorative Preparation by innocentsmith Fandom: Jeeves & Wooster | Rating: G | Ship: Jeeves/Wooster Jeeves finds himself a new situation. Pre-series, save for the very end.

Ancel’s Annotated Pillow Talk by aldiara Fandom: Captive Prince | Rating: E | Ship: Ancel/Berenger “Tell me what you would have said, as a pet,” asked Berenger, “and then tell me the truth. We’ll split the difference.” (A coda to the "Pet" short story.)

The Way Is Shut by 42AngryCymraeg Fandom: World War Z | Rating: T | Ship: none The first expedition to North Korea has returned. The news is… bad.

No Second Coming by Aria Fandom: The Dark is Rising | Rating: G | Ship: Bran/Will "But there's only me," Will said in sudden panic. "I have no one --" He stopped abruptly. "I must correct mistakes."

Aral Vorkosigan's Dog by @philomytha Fandom: Vorkosigan Saga | Rating: T | Ship: none Illyan is assigned to watch Aral Vorkosigan during the Escobaran war. Soon he has to choose between his duty and his conscience, and the consequences rapidly get beyond him.

A Very Long Summer by Calathea Fandom: I Want To Go Home! | Rating: T | Ship: Rudy/Mike Mike and Rudy go back to Camp Algonkian Island… as counsellors!

Carpetbaggers by cofax Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia | Rating: G | Ship: none After the coronation festivities, the real work begins. (set during/post "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe")

Enjoy! If you have any favorites like these in any of my fandoms, I'd love to read them, so send me a link!

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Marjorie Taylor Greene had to leave the Trump arraignment rally after she was drowned out by counter-protesters.

During her chaotic arrival in New York on Tuesday, there appeared to be more members of the media than protesters present.

Ms. Greene was joined by the New York Young Republicans – a group with ties to embattled congressman George Santos, who also made a brief appearance at the rally before departing after being mobbed by the media. Ms. Greene was also met by counterprotesters holding their own “emergency noise demo” to drown out her “hate speech”.

The New York Young Republicans at one point responded with a USA-chant.

As clashes between pro- and anti-Trump demonstrators took place, the NYPD tried to separate the groups. Both camps were separated with NYPD barricades and community affairs officers between them.

Ms. Greene took aim at New York Mayor Eric Adams, saying that “you send your henchmen down here to commit assault against people by making loud noises”.

Per Ben Collins of NBC News, the reason it was difficult to hear Ms. Greene may have been because a Trump supporter handed out whistles. He was apparently unaware that Ms. Greene was attending.

Ms. Greene urged Americans to “take a stand” during her brief speech, large parts of which were drowned out by the sounds of counter-protesters.

She claimed that the government has been “weaponized” against Americans, adding: “I’m here to protest and use my voice and take a stand. Every American should take a stand. This is what happens in communist countries – not the United States of America. We have to take a stand against the injustice, the corruption, and the communist Democrats.”

She continued: “They’re taking our legal code, twisting it, manipulating it, and perverting it into something it was never meant to be. Donald J Trump is innocent, this is election interference. DA Alvin Bragg is nothing but a George Soros-funded tool. He is a tool for the Democrats to try to hijack the 2024 presidential election. This is a travesty!”

Ms. Greene soon left the rally and appeared on RSBN, saying that Mr. Trump “is joining some of the most incredible people in history being arrested today. Nelson Mandela was arrested, served time in prison. Jesus! Jesus was arrested and murdered”.

She was slammed by New York congressman Jamaal Bowman, who told her to “go back to your district. What are you doing here? You’re here for politics, you’re here because you want to be VP ... you’re here for your own nonsense”.