#plaque singapore

[mikeepoo]

Judy, a purebred pointer, was the mascot of several ships in the Pacific, and was captured by the Japanese in 1942 and taken to a prison camp. There she met Aircraftsman Frank Williams, who shared his small portion of rice with her. Judy raised morale in the POW camp, and also barked when poisonous snakes, crocodiles or even tigers approached the prisoners. When the prisoners were shipped back to Singapore, she was smuggled out in a rice sack, never whimpering or betraying her presence to the guards. The next day, that ship was torpedoed. Williams pushed Judy out of a porthole in an attempt to save her life, even though there was a 15-foot drop to the sea. He made his own escape from the ship, but was then recaptured and sent to a new POW camp. He didn't know if Judy had survived, but soon he began hearing stories about a dog helping drowning men reach pieces of debris after the shipwreck. And when Williams arrived at the new camp, he said: "I couldn’t believe my eyes! As I walked through the gate, a scraggly dog hit me square between the shoulders and knocked me over. I’d never been so glad to see the old girl!" They spent a year together at that camp in Sumatra. "Judy saved my life in so many ways," said Williams. "But the greatest of all was giving me a reason to live. All I had to do was look into those weary, bloodshot eyes and ask myself: 'What would happen to her if I died?' I had to keep going." Once hostilities ceased, Judy was then smuggled aboard a troopship heading back to Liverpool. In England, she was awarded the Dickin Medal (the "Victoria Cross" for animals) in May 1946. Her citation reads: "For magnificent courage and endurance in Japanese prison camps, which helped to maintain morale among her fellow prisoners, and also for saving many lives through her intelligence and watchfulness". At the same time, Frank Williams was awarded the PDSA's White Cross of St. Giles for his devotion to Judy. Frank and Judy spent a year after the war visiting the relatives of English POWs who had not survived, and Frank said that Judy "always provided a comforting presence to the families." When Judy finally died at the age of 13, Frank spent two months building a granite and marble memorial in her memory, which included a plaque describing her life story.

Purloined in it’s entirety from GH85Carrera

[southeastasianists]

Singapore’s prosperity has long set it apart from many other former British colonies. There is another difference, too: Singapore has clung to honouring its former colonial ruler — and it wants to keep doing so.

Special accolade has gone to Sir Thomas Stamford Raffles, who is considered to have founded modern Singapore in the early 1800s. For decades, Singapore’s textbooks credited Raffles with transforming the island from a “sleepy fishing village” into a thriving seaport. He has been the central character in a larger official narrative that says imperial Britain had set up Singapore for success as an independent nation.

Dedications to Raffles dot the landscape of Singapore. A business district, schools and dozens of other buildings bear his name. Two 2.5-metre likenesses of the man loom large in downtown Singapore.

But a new statue of Raffles, installed in a park in May, has revived a debate about the legacy of colonialism in Singapore. On one side is the broader establishment, which has held up British colonial rule positively. On the other are those who want a closer inspection of the empire that Raffles represented and the racial inequity he left behind, even as Singapore became wealthy.

This divide has surfaced before, perhaps most prominently a few years ago when Singapore celebrated the bicentennial of Raffles’ arrival on the island. Now, the new statue has set off a fresh debate, with critics pointing out that other countries have for years been taking down monuments to historical figures associated with slavery or imperialism, or both.

“The thing about Raffles is that, unfortunately I think, it has been delivered as a hagiography rather than just history,” said Alfian Sa’at, a playwright who wants to see the Raffles statues destroyed. “It’s so strange — the idea that one would defend colonial practice. It goes against the grain on what’s happening in many parts of the world.”

The new statue of Raffles stands next to one of his friend Nathaniel Wallich, a Danish botanist, at Fort Canning Park. Tan Kee Wee, an economist who pooled $330,000 with his siblings to commission the statues, said he wanted to commemorate the pair’s role in founding Singapore’s first botanic gardens, which were his frequent childhood haunt. He donated the sculptures in his parents’ name to the National Parks Board.

Opponents have also criticised the government for allowing the statue to go up at the park because it was the site of the tomb of precolonial Malay kings. The parks board said it considered historical relevance in the installation of the sculptures.

Questions about the statue have even been raised in Singapore’s parliament. In June, Desmond Lee, the minister for national development, responded to one by saying that Singapore did not glorify its colonial history. At the same time, Lee added, “We need not be afraid of the past.”

The plaque for the Raffles statue explains how Singapore’s first botanic gardens “cultivated plants of economic importance, particularly spices”. That, critics said, was a euphemism for their actual purpose: cash crops for the British Empire.

Tan defended the legacy of British colonialists in Singapore, saying they “didn’t come and kill Singaporeans”.

He added: “Singapore was treated well by the British. So why all this bitterness?”

Far from benign

But colonial Britain was far from benign. For instance, it treated nonwhite residents of Singapore as second-class citizens. Raffles created a town plan for Singapore that segregated people into different racial enclaves. And he did not interact with the locals, said Kwa Chong Guan, a historian.

“He was very much a corporate company man, just concerned with what he assumed to be the English East India Co’s interests,” Kwa said.

Raffles landed in Singapore in 1819 as Britain was looking to compete with the Dutch in the Malacca Strait, a crucial waterway to China. At the time, Singapore was under the sway of the kingdom of Johor in present-day Malaysia. Raffles exploited a succession dispute in Johor to secure a treaty that allowed the East India Company to set up a trading post in Singapore.

Within a handful of years, Singapore was officially a British territory. Convict labour, largely from the Indian subcontinent, was crucial to its economic development. So, too, were Chinese immigrants, which included wealthy traders and poor labourers.

Singapore achieved self-governance in 1959, then briefly joined Malaysia before becoming an independent republic in 1965. It has since built one of the world’s most open economies and among its busiest ports, as well as a bustling regional financial hub.

In recent years, the government has acknowledged, in small ways, the need to expand the narrative of Singapore’s founding beyond Raffles. Its textbooks now reflect that the island was a thriving centre of regional trade for hundreds of years before Raffles arrived.

In 2019, officials cast the commemoration of Raffles’ arrival as also a celebration of others who built Singapore. A Raffles statue was painted over as if to disappear into the backdrop. Placed next to it, though only for the duration of the event, were four other sculptures of early settlers, including that of Sang Nila Utama, a Malay prince who founded what was called Singapura in 1299.

To some historians and intellectuals, such gestures are merely symbolic and ignore the reckoning Singapore needs to have with its colonial past. British rule introduced racist stereotypes about nonwhites, such as that of the “lazy” Malay, an Indigenous group in Singapore, that has had a lasting effect on public attitudes. Colonialism led to racial divisions that, in many ways, persist to this day in the city-state that is now dominated by ethnic Chinese.

“If you only focus on one man and the so-called benevolent aspect of colonialism, and you don’t try to associate or think about the negative part too much, isn’t that a kind of blindness, or deliberate amnesia?” said Sai Siew Min, an independent historian. (Story continues below)

Role of race

Race relations played a role in Raffles’ ascension in Singaporean lore. Soon after Singapore became independent, the governing People’s Action Party — which remains in power decades later — decided to officially declare Raffles the founder of Singapore. Years later, S Rajaratnam, who was then the foreign minister, said that anointing a Malay, Chinese or Indian as its founder would have been fraught.

“So we put up an Englishman — a neutral, so there will be no dissension,” Rajaratnam said.

The decision was also meant to indicate that Singapore remained open to the West and free markets.

In a 1983 speech, Rajaratnam acknowledged that Raffles’ attitude toward the “nonwhite races was that without British overlordship the natives would not amount to much”.

Critics of the Raffles statues also argue that his legacy should reflect his time on the island of Java. Although Raffles outlawed slavery in Singapore, he allowed trading of slaves in Java, including children as young as 13, according to Tim Hannigan, who wrote a book about Raffles.

The new statues of Raffles and Wallich were created by Andrew Lacey, a British artist. The sculptures evoke the two men as apparitions — symbolism that Lacey said represented the world’s evolution away from the West.

Lacey said he had “wrangled” with the public reaction toward his sculptures and he had no qualms if Singaporeans wanted to take them down, destroy them or replace their heads with the Malay gardeners who were instrumental in creating the botanic gardens.

“I was cognisant of the complexities of making any dead white male,” he said of Raffles. “I wasn’t cognisant of the degree of complexity around him.”

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Hello! Congrats honey on the follower celebration I am so proud of you! I was hoping to request 🗝 with Enzo Ferrari? The aesthetic / inspo being a F1 principal and maybe some adrenaline fuckin?

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F1Principal!Enzo Ferrari x f!Reader

word count: 1.2k

warnings: 18+ MDNI. F1 terminology, google translated italian (I’m sorry). Aggressive sex, nipple play, protected (clap) P in V sex, exhibitionism.

summary: Enzo thinks victory tastes far better on your skin.

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It crackled through your bones when you pushed the throttle to the car's floor, the g-force tilting your neck back against its support as you hurtle towards the chequered flag. The fans that screamed for you only saw the blur of crimson chassis speeding down the racing line, your grin disguised by your helmet as you threw a hand up in victory.

Pyrotechnics sparkled in the sky as the commentators roared, declaring your triumph. Mechanics hung from the fencing of the pit lane, thrusting their fists in celebration as they cheered your name.

The Grand Prix of Singapore had been brutal, a wet racetrack acting like a skating rink as $15 million cars slid into the barriers and burst into shards of carbon fibre that threatened to slice your tyres open. Somehow, with sheer grit and determination, you had brought it home, a flood of red uniformed mechanics rushing into pit lane to watch you on the podium.

The champagne stuck to your skin, wetting your race suit through and burning your eyes, but even with the record-breaking crowds cheering your name, you could only focus on one person while standing on the podium.

Enzo stared up at you with an indecipherable expression. His eyes were hard, gazing up at you with an intensity that made your elated heart plummet into the depths of your stomach. Had you fucked up? The car drove fine when you made it to parc ferme- had there been a failure when you turned off the engine?

Stumbling into the Ferrari motorhome after the hours of interviews you were contractually obliged to complete; you swallow your nerves down as you glance around. It’s quiet, the mechanics having rushed to the first bar they could reach to celebrate the win.

You rub your eyes with the backs of your knuckles, still stinging from the sparkling wine that had sprayed into them. You unzip your race suit, revealing your white fireproofs. The champagne had soaked into the fabric that clings to your body, the white material opaque and revealing your red lace bra.

When you open the door to your rest-room, a hand grasps the back of your neck and steers you away from the bed that calls to you; muscles battered from the g-forces of the car. You flinch, letting out a gasp of surprise at the chill of a signet ring pressing into your sweaty skin.

You smell the cologne before you see him, his body behind you as he pushes you towards the Team Principal's office, the prancing horse dancing above the silver plaque on the door. It’s vetiver, heady and expensive. Enzo opens the door, swinging it open again and turning you around to face him.

His eyes are wild, jaw tight as he stares down at you. You’ve never seen him so amped up, a vein springing from the skin on his temple.

“E-Enzo-”

“You-!” he raises his voice, shocking you into silence as he rips your race suit away from where it had hung from your hips. “You look good on a podium.”

His accent is thick, but you’ve never had trouble understanding him until now. Surely he didn’t say that? Your jaw hangs loose as his eyes drag down your body, eyeing the scarlet lace that teases behind the white fireproofs. “Do not make me wait so long for another, Bella.”

Stepping forward, Enzo’s body pushes you back towards his desk as you stumble to get out of his way. The edge of the polished oak desk hits the backs of your thighs, and Enzo’s hand darts out to splay across your chest, shoving you down onto the surface.

“Così fottutamente carina,” Enzo rumbles, his hands tearing at your pants to remove them. You moan softly, hearing the fabric rip before falling around you. He wastes no time, unbuckling his belt with a ‘clink’ and pulling his cock from his pressed slacks.

He doesn’t have to tell you; your hands are already fishing inside an open drawer for the collection of condoms he leaves precariously lying around in his office. There’s a reason he kept it locked when he left. You almost drop the packet when you grasp ahold of you, his mouth wrapping around your nipple, having pushed the soaked material of your fireproofs up to your throat. He sucks on your nipple, groaning as he tastes the champagne that clings to your skin.

The sensation of his tongue against your breast is heightened by the crackling adrenaline that still courses through you, elation dripping from your nerves as the echoes of the Italian anthem still ring in your ears. Your pussy flutters at its emptiness, begging for his attention.

Ripping the foil open, Enzo doesn’t need to remove his lips from you to roll the rubber onto his swollen cock. Instead, he nips at the fullness of your breast, sucking a maroon bruise against the underside of your tit in what had become somewhat of a routine- Enzo’s version of a branding, the bruise and indication that you belonged to him, despite the red suit with the dancing horse on your chest giving a pretty good indication itself.

“Fuck,” he chokes, sinking into you with such ease it makes your eyes roll back. The filling sensation sparks arousal across your skin, goosebumps rising on your skin as Enzo throws his composure out of the motorhome window to drag his tongue across your clavicle and taste the mix of alcohol and sweat. The cold of his pinkie ring bites the backs of your thighs as he practically folds you in half to hit the deepest parts of you when he finally rocks his hips forward into you.

“Enz-oh!” you choke on a cry of his name as he suddenly slams into you, the skin of his hips slapping against the flesh of your ass loudly. His body trembles when you clamp down around him, driving him forward. Teeth sink into your collarbone, causing you to yelp at the pain that blooms there.

With each crash of his hips into your own, the legs of the desk scrape against the floor loudly, adding to the symphony of your wails of his name and the clap of your flesh striking. You have no doubt it’s floating down into the paddock for your neighbours, Mercedes, to hear.

“Enzo, Enzo,” you try to capture his attention, fingers sinking into his silver hair and grasping the strands to drag his mouth from your skin. “They’ll hear-”

“Let them, Bella,” he insists, interrupting your caution. He’s utterly pussy drunk, not thinking about the consequences of his actions when your walls grip his cock just right. “Want them to know you’re mine, Bella Ragazza.”

You sob out at his expression, the way his thumb presses into your swollen, desperate clit. Enzo’s brutalising you, his punishing pace shoving you up the surface of the table so hard he finds himself having to pull you back towards him with a ditsy chuckle.

“Enzo- Enz-ugh-ah-hah- Enzo, fuck. I’m gonn-aha, ah-ah- I’m gonna fu-ughh!”

It was a sprint to the finish line, your wails of pleasure filtering down into the paddock and ultimately into the papers in the morning in a rumour that none of the staff were willing to authenticate.

END

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✧ Polaris ✧ - Jotaro x Reader

PART IV. Temperance

--- The previous parts of the fic can be found in the pinned post of my profile. Hope you enjoy! ---

cw: afab! reader, reader is a stand user, sfw, nightmare sequences, "and there was one bed", joot being in denial of his feels

Word count: 8641

The crew books into a hotel in Singapore and to pass the time they have before they could travel to their next destination, you decided to take a walk around the place accompanied by the delinquent, who ever more so, tries to navigate his emotions around you.

When you woke, your head spun and a subtle ring flooded your hearing. You opened your eyes and you faltered, breath hitching at the sight of a familiar grand staircase, the polished marbled floor, the lifeless pure white walls and its black accents, the stiff light fixtures, and the unnecessary space that made up the foyer.

There were 3 paths you knew you were allowed to take- the dining room past the stairs, the hallway leading to the study hall to the east, and the work office to the west.

Where the old sound of piano keys being played chimed at the very moment.

Your hands turned clammy at your sides. You hated the piano. The notes it played. ‘I don’t want to be here. This is a dream’ is what you should have thought, and yet-

You head west, your bare feet walking across the shining floor as you passed the entryway and entered the unwelcoming area. Shelves bearing trophies and plaques and other fancy décor lined the room with a singular desk situated at near the end of the space, and a piano placed behind the workplace.

But no one sat at its seat. You were about to leave confused, until-

“How rude of you to make a visit and leave without even greeting your dear mother.”

Your breath stilled as the voice spoke from behind you. You jumped forward and looked back, heart racing as you looked at a ghostly figure standing before you. One look and you knew it wasn’t human with its disfigured head, obsidian skin with a silk red imitation of clothing, pupil-less eyes, clawed hands, and a black steam emanating from its body.

‘A Stand?! In my head?!’ You know it was. What else would look so strange yet so humanoid? But the way it carried itself down to its gagging sweet voice, you could tell it was none other than the woman who birthed you.

“Don’t be stern now princess. Come,” it opened its arms. “Give mommy a hug. Mommy missed you so much.”

“Who the fuck are you?!” You bit back and prepared to summon Sanctuary to your side. “You’re not her. You can’t be.”

The creature lifted its chin, pompously laughing as it dropped its arms, not caring if you were aggressive toward it. “Why the anger flower? I just wanted to see my little daughter again after you left your poor mother at home all alone.”

“And of course, it’s me silly child,” the entity crooned. “You would know my lovely voice anywhere, right?”

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about but you know damn well why I left and just like then, I’m leaving now. I don’t know how but I’m going to.”

The moment you turned around is when its cold hand gripped your shoulder from behind. You gasped. ‘How did- ‘

“I’m not letting your little rebellious side slip so easily this time.” It whispered beside your ear, freezing you on the spot. “This is my house and when you are in here, you have to listen to my rules.” It tightened its hold, pain starting to grow on your skin. “It’s for your own good.”

“You know I’ll treat you nicely if you behave, right princess?” The lady chuckled and you lashed out, the second you brought out Sanctuary-

You gasped awake, jolting slightly that stirred the stowaway Anne beside you and probably Polnareff sitting on the other side, but one glance and the Frenchman was still asleep. In fact, everyone was in this small wooden boat at the first crack of morning.

Events of what just happened were incomprehensible for the untrained man. One moment, the fake captain’s boat exploded, the next you found yourself half-sunken through a freighter ship’s deck, only to find out from Jotaro that the ship was a Stand in itself with a perverted orangutan as its user. Adding your little dilemma to the list was not helping either.

Your hand came to grasp the shoulder she held and with deep breaths in the nose and out the mouth, patted the area in timed intervals just like you were taught to do. Just a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Just a nightmare.

“Oi, are you feeling alright?” You blinked out of your mantra to look at the delinquent staring across from you, crossed armed with one eye open and a lit cigarette between his teeth. “You gasped so loud I’m surprised neither of your seatmates hadn’t woken up.”

“Maybe you just have exceptional hearing Jotaro-san,” you whispered back with a smile that looked convincingly like it didn’t came from a person who just had a bad dream. “I’m fine, but thanks for your concern.”

“Concern? You move too much. Keep it up and you’ll tip us over.”

“Says the person who’s bigger and heavier than me.”

You let out a tiny smirk at how the latter clicked his tongue, grumbling as he tipped his hat over his eyes as either an excuse to no longer look at you or to hide some color in his cheeks.

You let him be and waited for the sun to rise where a rescue boat would arrive and pick everyone up. You never went back to sleep.

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“Hey there, good afternoon! We’re just dropping by for a day or two. Do you, by any chance, have any single rooms available? Let’s say for… 6 people?”

True to their word, the Foundation found about the incident at sea and sent out a boat to fetch your team as all of you had expected. They brought you to a port in Singapore and after consoling Anne and sending her off with some cash and a friendly goodbye, Joseph had found a nearby hotel they could stay in for 2 days while their next transportation was being prepared.

All leading up to the old man looking for rooms while you and the others stood back. “Oh, we’re sorry sir. All the single rooms have been fully booked as of the moment.”

“Twin rooms?”

“All booked.”

“Do you have any other room that’s available?”

“We currently only have 3 double rooms-“

“We’ll take it!” Joseph gleefully exclaimed, slamming the cash on the counter and startling the poor receptionist while she looked for the room keys. Handing them over, he turned around and addressed the group with the keys dangling in his hand. “Time for room assignments. Avdol and I will take 902-“

“Kakyoin and I will take 905!” Polnareff barged in, swiping one of the keys off from the old man’s hand, all while he had his other arm slung over the cherry-haired student’s shoulders. You stared at him with wide eyes and the guy had the audacity to wink at your vicinity. Kakyoin shared the same confusion you had for a second before catching onto the Frenchman’s ploy with an impressed smile.

You made a face back at him.

“Well, that leaves Jotaro and Y/N for Room 907.” The older adult chuckled, offering the last key to the 2 of you, and just like Polnareff, Joseph winked at you. “Good luck or should I say… lucky you little miss.”

You could’ve sworn most of your face had become a heater in a short amount of time. You nervously laughed, hands waving in frantic motions above your chest. “Now hold on everyone, what’s with this innuendo going on? We’re just sharing a room like the rest of you-“

“For fuck’s sake, everyone’s taking too long.” Before you could grab hold of the key, Jotaro had snatched it off first and turned to the elevators with the intention of entering his room. You didn’t follow him immediately as you were too busy chatting with your teammates despite your flustered predicament, refuting them that they were simply sharing a room.

“Oi! You coming or not?” You snapped your head to the delinquent’s direction and saw him standing there, head turned to look over his shoulder with his hands still in his pants’ pockets.

You nodded with a hand risen to motion him to wait for you to collect your bearings and deliver one last sentiment of defense against their wish fulfillment. With an unconvincing huff, you turned on your heels and trailed behind the tall teenager.

All sorts of conversation topics began to brew in your head as you two headed to your room, ready to unleash them into this probably unsuspecting teenager, but it occurred to you that… again… you were sharing a room with Jotaro Kujo. A person of the opposite sex who was at the same age as you, notoriously known to have a cold disposition. 

Said person reached your shared room and placed the key in. I just hope there’d be two beds.

Alas, expectations were shoved down the drain when upon stepping into the place, the first thing your eyes landed on was the one double bed. Of course… the two beds arrangement would be called twin rooms.  

“Hey, just to let you know,” you let out a nervous chuckle, glancing at Jotaro with slight precaution. “Everyone else has the same room as us so don’t complain or hold some deep-seated grudge against them or me for that matter.”

“Good grief, who said I was complaining?”

You blinked, watching as the delinquent walked past you and over to slide the door to the balcony open with the purpose of smoking as he usually does as an unhealthy habit. On the other hand, you went and plopped yourself on the soft mattress and let out one big sigh.

“Ah, so soft~” You giggled, rolling about on the sheets. It’s been a while since your back had made contact on a decent bed. With your group always on the move, there wasn’t any time for settling down. You turned your head to the side and made eye contact with Jotaro, who had his eyes on you from where he was outside. “You’re missing out.”

He faced the other way, taking his cigarette out from his mouth and blew out a puff of smoke. “Yeah? How unfortunate,” he said, his sarcasm monotone as he was.

A knock sounded from outside the door and you called out in acknowledgement. “Hey kids, Avdol and I are heading out to check in with the Foundation,” Joseph said. “Polnareff’s gonna sleep for the day and Kakyoin’s out to nap on the sunbeds.”

“This concerns us how?” Jotaro replied in return.

“The day’s still young and we’re in Singapore. Might as well let you know that you can wander the streets and stroll around the place.”

“No tha-“

“That’s a great idea actually!” You exclaimed, hopping out of the bed almost immediately. “We’re gonna head out in a short while. Thanks for the offer!” The old man chuckled and raised a thumbs-up before shutting the door close.

With the money the elder Joestar had given you, your mind racked the things you wanted to purchase, what souvenirs would be worth keeping, or what local food would tickle your fancy.

“Do you think Singapore sells banana splits? I’m thinking of buying one because I’m craving.” You asked even if a grumble was the only response you got. It was 11:13 in the morning and you wanted to make the most of it. “Yah,” you called out to your friend on the balcony. “Let’s head out. Get some fresh air.”

“Just did for the past few days while stranded on cursed boats.”

“Those days don’t count.” You puffed your cheeks and took the initiative to step outside and stood next to him, arms crossed on the railing while you looked up at him. It was a sunny day and the gentle breeze blew your hair back just as it did with the thin line of smoke coming off of the cig. “That time the air smelled of salt, but since we’re on ground, the air hits different here.”

Jotaro cocked a brow at you and you shrugged. “I’m just saying… You never know. You might find yourself liking long casual walks with yours truly.”

You held onto his gaze with a slight gleam in your eyes, patiently waiting for his answer while he scanned your expression. I wonder what goes on in that mind of his when he does this. When he pauses and simply looks at you without a word. Your cheeks warmed without thought.

And the brief silence is interrupted with a tip of his hat and a quiet grumble. “I’m not coming.”

You smiled, sighing out in defeat. “Mm, that’s a shame.” Though the disappointment coursed through you, you honestly expected him an answer like that coming from him. Pushing off of the metal, you returned inside with a compensating skip to your steps.

But the necessary need to tease him couldn’t help and without holding back, you purposely voiced your sentiments out loud. “Suit yourself. Guess I’m heading out. By myself. In public where anyone could attack me with their unpredictable Stand ability.”

You took a peek over your shoulder to see that the raven-haired teenager had his back straightened with attention instead of his usual laidback slouch, with his hands on the railings and his finger tapping against surface.

“But hey no worries, right? After all, my Stand is purely defensive and is extremely durable, but it can’t really deal a lot of damage. It would really suck if a super strong Stand wasn’t present to deal with the problem permanently.” You toed into your shoes and slowly made your way to the door.

“I’m heading out now. Would you mind if I get myself a shirt that says something in the lines of ‘The Bait of the Merlion’? That would be hilarious for the people targeting us…!”

Right as you were about to finish your sentence, the air left your lungs with one gasp when a hand grasped your shoulder, shoving you to the hotel room’s wall. An arm slammed itself on the space above your head.

All of a sudden, you found yourself pinned against the wall under the intense glare of Jotaro Kujo.  

“The fuck are you doing?” He said, his voice low and quiet.

This time, you were speechless. You never stood this close with the towering teenager before, making the obvious height difference much more prominent. Looking straight, your sights landed on either his firm pectorals or his thick neck glazed with a thin layer of sweat. Gazing up, you were met with those bright blue-green eyes of his, staring you down.

Either way, you couldn’t see anything past the delinquent. All you could see was him.

Your heart palpitated, hands becoming clammy from where it was on your side, and you took deeper breaths as you forced yourself not to combust under his intimidation. The smell of tobacco was potent in his clothes but underneath it, you could smell traces of cologne latching onto the fabric, a faint hint of citrus mixed with smoke. Charming.

You ended up staring into his eyes, maintaining your smirk and hid the state of your hands under your crossed arms. “I’m announcing my leave Kujo-san,” you said back in an equal tone.

“Yeah? By guilt tripping me into joining you? Is that your way of announcing your leave?” He narrowed his eyes, stepping closer until your face was a few centimeters away from the warm skin of his collarbone, his gakuran brushing against your uniform. Your breaths grew deeper as you continued to keep your composure together.

“I’m just stating the facts.” You said, “We’re being hunted down by that bastard’s henchmen, and yet I want to walk the streets nonetheless with the company of a friend.”

You weren’t aware when your voice started to come out as whispers or when your cheeks flamed, but at this point, you felt the butterflies in your stomach flutter about in a frenzy, your whole system going haywire, but your mind remained separate from the rest, wanting to toy with the teenager and see how far you could go with your shenanigans.

Jotaro didn’t say anything but the visible tightening of his lips and the fist above you were cues that he was listening. You caught sight of the large golden chain dangling from his standing collar, and with an amused huff, you reached up and grabbed it, giving it a little tug.

You expected him to push away, disgruntled and ticked-off, and you were ready to laugh the whole thing off, but he remained from where he stood, as if he wanted you to continue with whatever this was.  

A coy smile played on your lips. “Last offer, are you coming with or nah?” You twirled the chain around, feeling the cool surface on your fingertips. You watched the delinquent stare at you with a furrow in his brow and conflict in his eyes.

The initial seconds were fun but the longer he continued to focus his attention on you with your smaller frame pinned against the wall, the more your cockiness wavered, giving way to that flustered feeling buried beneath. You were still doing strong but damnit, he was so close. “Well? Make up your mind already, I swear to god you’re so confusing-”

“I’m going.”

You couldn’t help but let out a huff, the corner of your lip curling into a disbelieving smile. “Oh? A change of mind all of a sudden? Was it the realization of danger or was it the concern that did it? You know, like the time when we were on that tiny boat.”

“Shut it bitch.” Jotaro clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “You say I’m confusing but if anything, the word describes you better.”

“Doesn’t it all?” Your lips quirked into a wide smile. “But hey, you said you’re coming. No taking it back.” You ducked under his arm and patted his shoulder, earning yourself a look of disbelief from the delinquent. “Let’s go.”

You left him standing dumbfounded as you swung the door open and stepped out, skipping a few steps down the hallway, only to stop midway through and lean against the wallpaper, a hand coming to rest over your chest, your heart still beating rapidly from earlier.

You weren’t foreign to being cornered. You knew how to respond to situations like that, but this wasn’t like those. What he did was different. A good type of different. Instead of being locked into a fight-or-flight, your body anticipated for something to happen under his hold. 

Your head thought you had him under your finger, but you felt like it also went the other way. Both the prey and the predator.

“Fuck.”

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Fuck.

That one word fully encapsulated his what he felt towards this day in particular, and all of those feelings were your fault. You and your way with words.

Even as you were busy scanning the windows of the various retail stores and restaurants of Orchard Road, all Jotaro could think about was your petite body caged underneath him, the way you gasped as he pinned you against the wall, and the way you recovered from it with your own show of shamelessness.

Especially when you had the audacity to fiddle with his golden chain as you offered whether he wanted to join you on this walk.

With full honesty, Jotaro was irritated. He wanted nothing more than to return to the balcony and leave you be, but strangely enough, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you nor could he step back. Who knows when you’ll do some stupid bullshit the moment he turned his back? Who knows when he’ll get to look at you this close again?

He wanted to go back for a second round of smoke and yet here he was- walking around a shopping district with you gleefully sightseeing the different items and menus showcased inside the glass windows.

He was annoyed. For not being able to stay firm with his initial decision to stay behind. For allowing his chest to ache at the thought of your proud smile and pink cheeks. For secretly ending up enjoying your stories as you both passed the various colorful stores of Singapore.

You teased him about it for the third time and he responded appropriately with the sound logic of playing bodyguard, keeping an eye out for enemy Stand users in case they ambush the 2 of you. After all, you did bring that up.

Though in all honesty, the place wasn’t too oversaturated for his liking. At least there was that.

Walking past one of the commercial districts of the city, you led Jotaro out the busy streets and down the sidewalk lining the coast of Singapore. Locals strolled about alongside the handful of foreigners snapping photos as they typically do during a vacation trip. There were a couple of vendors as well, selling snacks while the day was high and young.

“From this angle, the ocean looks beautiful,” Jotaro glanced down at you beside him. You were gazing at the crystalline waters to your left, a soft smile playing on your watchful expression. “Don’t you agree?” When that gaze shifted to him with that smile, the delinquent let out a sound akin to a surprised grunt.

He looked at the crashing waves, most likely doing a piss poor job at mimicking your more serene face, but despite their luck on the same waters, he did see the beauty in it- the glinting of sunlight on the surface, the clear sky above it providing its transparent body with color, the calming sound of crashing waves…

“Ah who am I kidding? You probably don’t like stuff like this.” He darted his attention back at your crestfallen yet still-smiling expression. “You’re gonna say I’m being too sentimental again just like I always am during my stories.” You chuckled.

“I see it.” Your eyes lit up, not expecting a positive response coming from him. “I may not look like it, but when we’re not fighting on sea with bastards like that captain or that ape, I like watching the ocean because... it’s quiet and peaceful.” 

The tips of his ears flushed, their owner not used to sharing his own bits of sentimentality to others. Jotaro readied himself for your over-the-top, sarcastic reaction because you did have the habit of doing that when he slightly steps out of character, but you just stood there- wide eyed and surprised, but with an aura of gentleness subduing your reaction.

“I’m glad you think so.” You smiled and returned your gaze back at the shining body of water. “Remind me that when we defeat DIO, we should frequent the beaches in Tokyo after school.” Jotaro tilted his head, genuinely intrigued. “Seeing your angry eyes soften from time to time is such a nice sight.”

At your sincere tone, the delinquent’s cheeks warmed, hand already reaching up to tilt the visor of his hat down to cover his mildly flustered face. “They’re not always angry…” He mumbled to himself.

You giggled and playfully slapped his shoulder, snapping him out of his self-trance to look at you. “Well… we better get a move on. My tummy’s starting to rumble with the need for food.” You turned around and pointed at the nearby stall. “How about we get those and buy some coconut juice from the next vendor? You down?”

Jotaro looked at the 2 stalls and figuring there was nothing wrong with some light snacking, nodded in return. You beamed and immediately walked ahead, eager to eat. He watched you go ahead with a tiny smile, endeared.

Perhaps walking around Singapore wasn’t all that bad.

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“Mm! This is good!”

“Of course! This batch was fetched from the tree more recently than the previous ones.”

You stood before the proud vendor, holding an opened coconut with a bendy straw stuck in the middle. You had your fill of some treats on sticks, and the follow-up fruit juice didn’t disappoint. You turned around and with the delinquent behind you, you rose the coconut up to his face.

“Take a sip. It’s tasty. Promise!” 

Jotaro contemplated as he drifted his line of vision from the drink to your anticipating face and back. In the end, he cocked his head and bowed down to sip from the straw. “Well?” You and the vendor waited for his response.

“It’s alright,” the teenager simply said, looking elsewhere.

“You heard it mister, he approves!” You exclaimed and the 2 of you laughed. “I‘m buying you one, okay?” As you pulled out your wallet, Jotaro gave one brief nod. You smiled and said, “1 more coconut-“

“I’m not interrupting some cute little date or anything,” a voice called out and you two saw Kakyoin approach you, but that underlying feeling of doubt resurfaced at the sight of the student’s unnatural, grim face. “Right lovebirds?”

“L-Lovebirds?” You stuttered, cheeks warming.

“Unless jiji asks us to return, you better not have the plan of stalking us down Kakyoin.”  The delinquent said.

“Stalking? I just wanted to hang around. Nothing wrong spending time with some friends.” 

Something’s up with him. From the short amount of time you knew about the cherry-haired student, he was polite and eloquent with his words. Kakyoin wasn’t the type to just walk-in and casually throw out joke assumptions from nowhere. Then again, what you were thinking about was an assumption in itself.

Keeping your suspicions high, you let this abrupt shift in personality slide for the meantime. “Okay then… We were just buying some coconut juice. Would you like one too?”

“Of course! Though, I’m paying with my own cash.” He chuckled and the second he pulled out his wallet, a passerby snuck through, swiftly snatched it and made a run for it. “Hey!” Sanctuary’s fabrics crept under your wrist, ready to extend and wrap itself around the thief, but Hierophant was already on the move.

It rapidly crawled on the ground and caught up with the man. The latter cried out in shock, even more so when Kakyoin closed in on him with a wicked glint his eyes. Suddenly, the student had him on his back, grabbing hold arms and legs with the intention of performing a back breaker.

“Kakyoin-san! What are you doing?!” You rushed in, shot out a strip of cloth to wrap around his wrists and tightened it enough for the student to loosen his hold, allowing Sanctuary to fully manifest out of you and pick the poor guy up from the cherry-haired teenager, lowering him onto the pavement before the guy scrambled to get away. “A bit excessive don’t you think?!”

Kakyoin didn’t like what you did if his menacing glare at you was any indicator. He bared his teeth and rose a hand. “You little thief-supporting-“ And swung down backhandedly in an arc towards your cheek-

Which didn’t land not because of your Stand’s fabrics, but because of Jotaro’s tight hold catching the other teenager’s wrist before it could make an impact. The latter didn’t let go and directed his own share of deathly glares towards his supposed friend. “The fuck were you going to do?”

Kakyoin rose both his hands up in a mocking manner. “Woah now, no need to get aggressive man. I was just kidding.” You scoffed at the sight of this man looking at you with a cocky smirk etched on his face.

You figured maybe taking a sip from your refreshing beverage would help calm you down, but- “Hey!” The same teenager grabbed hold of your coconut before you could pull it away and sipped on the straw without a care in the world.

Stepping back quietly, you stood beside Jotaro and tiptoeing to get close to his ear, you muttered. “That’s not Kakyoin. You know it’s not him, right?”

The raven-haired responded with a subtle nod, never tearing his eyes away from this… fake Kakyoin. “Asshole stole your drink. I don’t think he’s giving it back anytime soon.” He spared a few seconds to look at you. “You can have my share.”

“What?”

“You bought me a coconut drink a few minutes ago. You can have it.” He threw one last glare at the other student, who preoccupied himself by staring ominously at a tree near a group of children. “I’m getting myself something else.”

“Yah! But that’s for-“The teenager already headed off to another direction before you could retort your complaint. “You.”

“Uhm miss?” You turned to face the confused vendor, holding what was supposed to be Jotaro’s drink, which was now yours according to the latter. “Your purchase?”

You watched as “Kakyoin” looked back at you, munching on something you hoped weren’t some bugs on that tree. “A-Ah yeah. I’ll have that, thanks.”

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Your brief walk around a small part of Singapore ended up by the cable cars. You never got to ride one before but you had always heard that being inside of it and slowly inching down an incline as you view the scenery outside was an experience one has got to be in at least once in your life.

You reached the top of the steps and walked ahead to wait for the next empty car to arrive. Behind you, Jotaro was the next to arrive with a vanilla ice cream cone topped with a single cherry in his hand. Admittedly, when you found out that that was his choice of snacks, you had to hold yourself back from saying a drawled out “cute” directly to his face.

The man’s got a cool image to keep up, after all.

Next after him was “Kakyoin” being consistent with his foreboding aura, trailing after the delinquent step by step. You inched closer to the latter, just in case he tried something fishy around him. The cable cars took their time coming here and you just wanted one to arrive as soon as possible just so you 3 could keep moving.

And as much as you liked being right in certain situations, you wanted to be wrong with this one.

“You gonna eat that cherry? If not, hand it over already. I’m starving!” The moment the cherry-haired teenager was within close range of the delinquent standing by the railing, “Oops!” He pushed the taller student over the metal bars with casual ease.

“Jotaro!” In a split second, strips of Sanctuary shot out of you, rapidly stretching over the bars to wrap themselves around the delinquent’s wrist. You staggered at the sudden weight pulling you down, but you rushed forward nonetheless and helped him up or at least helped him reach for the railing.

“Good one, huh? I’m only playing with ya Jotaro, my good ole pal.” You snapped your head towards the other man in the area, sending him your own share of glares at him. “But hey would you look at that, he caught onto the bar. Problem solved.”

“What the hell Kakyoin?!” You spat at him. From the corner of your vision, the raven-haired managed to pull himself up and over the railing, landing neatly beside you bearing the same expression as yours, if not more intense. “Saying you were clumsy is such a shitty excuse for attempted murder.”

“What? Are you an attorney now? Calm down madam.” ‘Kakyoin’ snickered, bending down to pluck the cherry off from the spilled ice cream on the tiles, and with all the audacity in this world, rolled the tiny fruit around with his tongue out in the open as if to mock the 2 of you.

Suddenly, you contemplated whether tossing him over the bars was something you could get away with it.

“Those looks again. What’s with all this hardcore glaring? Have you both lost your sense of humor?” He faced you with faux disappointment. “I expected you of all people to back me up.”

“Don’t talk to me.” A sharp and concise answer from you was enough to shut him up, but all he cared for was picking the cherry off the ground to eat it. You noticed a subtle growth spurt in “Kakyoin’s” height and out of the corner of your vision, you could tell under that hat of his, Jotaro’s might have noticed it as well.

In the next few seconds, you heard the empty cable car arrive, its doors sliding open for new passengers to board. “Get in Kakyoin.” You turned to see the delinquent grit his teeth with a hardened glare sent his way. “The cable care just got here. Now… Get. In.” 

He rose his fist, clenching hard enough for the veins to protrude from under his skin. “I’ve got your ticket right here, and I’m going to knock your crooked possessed ass right into that cable car.”

With one solid punch to the face, “Kakyoin” flew back straight into the empty car with his jaw ripped and his cheeks torn open with strings of blood and sinew being the only things keeping the jaw attached to his face. He laughed, unfazed. “You’re a bit off. Possessed isn’t quite the word. Wanna give it another try?”

“We know you’re not Kakyoin,” you said as the imposter sneered at your words. “You’ve been growing bigger too; don’t think we haven’t noticed.”

“Who are you?” The delinquent took a couple steps into the cable car and just as you were about to follow, the doors slid shut and the compartment began its descent down the line with your friend up against a Stand user.

“Shit!” You bolted to the nearby payphone and rang the hotel, hoping Joseph and Avdol were already in their room.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Joestar? Are you nd Avdol back at the hotel?”  

“Why yes. Just finished reserving us a train ride and- what?” The distant voice of the Egyptian could be heard through the line. “Yes I’m getting there hold on. Anyways, it’s convenient that you called now because-“

“A Stand user is posing as Kakyoin and he’s currently fighting Jotaro in cable cars- Oh shit, he jumped out of one.” There was a lot going on at the middle of your phone call- the confrontation in the car, the teenager jumping out onto a nearby ledge and back into another shortly after.

“Another user posing as a fake?! Well, at the very least, that solves one of our problems.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hermit Purple gave us a new message that Kakyoin was going to betray the team at some point and I was about to head out and look for you two, but you beat me to it.”

Just then, a faint voice different from Avdol’s brought Joseph out of the line again, though if you were hearing right, it sounded like it could be the real Kakyoin who just got out of a nice sunbath. “Sorry for cutting but Kakyoin just arrived. Aside from that imposter, we have another problem here and it’s about another enemy Stand user here in the hotel.”

Another?! You and your group really couldn’t afford a free day without having anyone attacking someone at some point, but now they have to deal with 2 users instead of one within the same day?  You were about to question Joseph about their dilemma, but a distant booming sound erupted from one of the moving cable cars.

From there, you saw 2 figures fall from beneath the moving compartment and into the waters below- Jotaro and what appeared to be the true face of the Stand user. You gaped and the words the old man said to you became one continuous jumble. “Listen Mr. Joestar, something’s happened. We’ll just share whatever details we all have when we meet up in person.”

“What-“ You nearly slammed the phone back into its holder, immediately bolted down the stairs, and ran in the direction of the splash.

There was no need to panic. You know your ebony-haired friend would get out of this in one piece with his quick thinking and powerful Stand, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t assist him in doing so. Picking up speed, you rushed out of the building and onto the pavement.

From a distance, a bleeding man wrapped in wriggling, yellow slush laid on the ledge, taunting at the delinquent trapped in the same slush against the wall beneath him.

You scanned the area around you for anything solid enough to knock the guy unconscious. However, a minute later into your search, the same guy flew into the sky as he was struck by the metal sewer grate launched into the air due to the pressurized water shooting up from below.

Safe to say, the problem was dealt with the second the user reemerged from the surface in front of a very annoyed Jotaro and an eager Star Platinum.

The man, completely beaten up and on the ground somehow surviving Star’s barrage, attempted to crawl out of his current circumstance, only to end up wrapped in Sanctuary’s fabrics before he could escape. You crouched in front of him and cupped your cheek, pouting. “Don’t worry. What my friend did was just a prank. Think of it like a playful punch, you know?”

Too swollen to speak, the guy could only tremble at you. “Hey.” You turned to see Jotaro walking up to you, his uniform soaked yet again with saltwater. “Thanks for catching him. I got one more request I need him to do before I send him on his way.”

“Oh? Do tell.”

By the end of the afternoon, you had your Stand half-assist, half-puppet the beaten man Rubber Soul into a nearby ice cream store to buy the teenager a popsicle stick and a delectable banana split dish with his own money, scaring the poor cashier lady in the process with all the blood leaking out of his wounds.

Ditching the nearly-dead adult onto the side of the road at the approval of the delinquent, you trailed after him heading into the direction of the cable car building.

Why would he go back here? Did he really want to go back and ride the cable cars again? Your thoughts came to a halt, replacing them with pure fondness at the scene presented to you.

By the entrance of the establishment, a tearful little boy and his parent stood there watching as Jotaro approached them with two desserts in his hands. Crouching to the child’s level, he offered the boy the popsicle. The latter beamed and smiled, thanking the teenager together with his parent.

In return, Jotaro huffed and ruffled his hair, prompting the kid to giggle as he enjoyed his icy treat.

Never in your life would you expect some punkish and scary-looking ruffian, who smokes daily and curses out vulgarity like it’s poetry, be gentle for once and offer sweets to a crying child. Then again, this was the same person who liked the ocean and had a preference for vanilla ice cream.

Wholesome wasn’t usually in the delinquent’s vocabulary, but in the seldom occasion it was, seeing this side of him sent little fluttery tremors in your heart. Replaying the scene again in your mind, you giggled behind your hand, your cheeks warming. Cute~

“Hey, what are you laughing about?”

You opened your eyes to look at Jotaro standing before you, deadpan as usual with a plate of banana splits still in hand. A smile still remained on your face as you shook your head. “Ah it’s nothing. Just thought of something cute.”

“I just kept a promise. That’s it.”

You hummed, a proud smile radiating from your face. You thought back to that day where he stayed by the school gates to wait for you. “Ooh so consistent,” you patted his shoulder. “We should head back. Your old man told me they have another Stand problem in their hands.”

You stared at the tasty dessert and gestured a “go-on” hand at him. “You enjoy your ice cream in the meantime.”

“I’m not eating this.”

“Well that’s a waste of mon-“ You were about to question the pointless purchase, but your words got caught in your throat as the delinquent reached forward to offer the banana split to you. “-ey.”

“You said you were craving and the shop was selling it.” You kept your focus on the colorful dish in front of you though you could see in the back that Jotaro was looking away, his other hand pulling his hat down to cover his face. “Tch. You’re an idiot for missing the chance.”

But he bought it for you. He remembered your out-of-field rambling about some stupid craving.

You were left speechless, your hands reaching forward as slow as your comprehension coming to the fact that he would actually recall trivial tidbits such as this. You wondered if any of your previous stories from the roof had stuck with him.

This was the second time he gave up something of his to you. Out of pity? Sympathy? Regardless of what it was, he did what he did. Your mind went back to that day when he tossed you a bag of bento boxes, the way your heart raced the way it did now from unexpectedness and bashfulness.

And you wanted to return the favor.

“H-Hold up.” Through fuming cheeks, you raised your palms in front of him as you turned to the direction of the dessert store and bolted. “I’ll be right back!”

“Damnit woman! This will melt by the time you get back.” Jotaro called out to you, probably aggravated with a valid point to pair, but this served you all the more reason to hurry.

One moment, you pushed through the door of the ice cream store…

“The damned thing’s starting to drip you bit-“  

The next you found yourself standing before the delinquent with a newly chilled vanilla ice cream cone in hand, outstretched towards him in offering. “This is for that cone you dropped earlier.”

Looking up, you giggled at sight of the teenager’s surprised gaze, faintly reddened cheeks, and parted lips as if he was about to curse at you for running off. “Now it’s fair trade. This is mine…” You took the banana split dish off of his hand and replaced it with the coned treat. “And that is yours.”

You scooped one spoonful of chocolate sweetness into your mouth and moaned in delight. “Mm this is so good~”

“I…”

“Oh shit, I forgot we have another Stand user at bay back in the hotel,” you said, looking down at your watch. “Let’s head back for real.” You walked ahead, humming to a tune of your place.

“… Right.”

You glanced over your shoulder to see Jotaro standing in the same spot, still bearing that stunned look with his small dessert in hand. “Yah, the damned thing’s starting to drip.” You smirked as you mimicked his earlier words. “Eat up.”

A loud grumble was what you got in return, followed by the casual footsteps of the teenager as he caught up to walk by your side. He took two licks of the vanilla and said, “Stop wasting your money for things like this.”

“Was it really a waste though? You seem happy.” You teased, staring at how Jotaro was preoccupied with consuming his treat as an excuse to not look at you.

You scooped another spoonful of your ice cream, the vanilla part of the trio, combined it with a bit of banana, and raised the spoon to his face. “Try it.”

“When will you ever stop being annoying, you stubborn bitch?”

“The moment your mouth accepts this peace offering. Now say ah.”

No response.

“Come on, I know you’re curious~” You singsonged, spoon remaining stationary in front of his face. Jotaro darted back and forth between you and the tiny offering, until eventually he gave in. He leaned down and closed his lips over the scoop, licking the corners of his mouth afterwards. “Tasty right?”

An approving grunt was all you got but it was enough for you to light up with success. “Called it,” you said. “You want another?”

“No.”

“You sure?”

Silence.

“Want one last bite?”

Silence again. And then a nod.

You giggled, feeding him another spoon of vanilla. “Here you go, you big oaf.”

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When you wake again, the cold surface of marble was the first sensation to dig into your skin and once you came to, you were back in the isolating mansion of your old family estate. However, unlike before, the lights were dimmed down, only leaving the single fixture at the top of the stairs being the one to light the foyer.

A hitch in your breath came out of you as you heard the familiar tune of the piano playing in the office beside you.

Your mind wanted to flee, to run to the nearest window and smash it through to break free. But the music’s haunting melody wanted you to come to it. It was bone-chillingly calming that it scared you.

You took your first few steps to the room, your arms coming to wrap around yourself to shield from the cold air, a warm puff of breath escaping your lips.

However, as you were about to pass under the doorway, a bright amber glowed behind you.

You looked over your shoulder and saw the source emanating from the opposite room. The music died down in your ears in favor of the comforting heat of the light. With no thought, you turned and went to the aforementioned space instead.

You forgot the specific layout of the old manor for good reasons but if you could remember one good aspect of it, it would be this room- the study hall with its walls covered with a line of bookshelves, parted only by the fireplace in the middle of them.

And within it, the fire burned bright in the midst of the darkness.

You stepped forward and knelt in front of the flame, raising your chilled hands to savor in the heat. You could hear the faint music of the piano in the back, but you could only process the simple crackle that was worth more than some pretty notes.

You closed your eyes with a sigh and let yourself relax. “So warm…”

As if sensing a homeless child, you could feel as if the radiating warmth of the flame slowly approached you, to engulf you in a benevolent hug similar to how Sanctuary would blanket you with her cloths.

You wanted to cry from this old yet familiar feeling, but you kept it in for now.

For now, in this damned place, you let yourself be in peace.

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It was a cold night and Jotaro could only reach the stage of light sleep even if he tried.

Earlier, you both found out the mentioned other Stand user Ebony Devil had already been dealt with by Polnareff, much to the unfortunate experience of the Frenchman.

With the threat resolved and the problem finished, everyone agreed to the consensus of staying in their respective rooms for the meantime to rest up for their next travel.

Thankfully, you weren’t as nosy as you were hours prior though you still made some light-hearted remarks here and there that made the vibe of their hotel room less tense for the both of you. In regards of the single double bed, Jotaro tried not to think about his current predicament too much and opted to sleep ahead of you on the right side of the mattress.

You had no problems with it and followed after him as you turned the bedside lamps off and slipped under the duvet. The delinquent slept with his back towards you and your back towards him.

And now he found himself in a troublesome situation of being mildly insomniac and having to deal with this absurdly chilly climate at 2 in the fucking morning.  

He turned to lay on the other side with an arm propped beneath his head, thinking the new position would be the one to help him sleep. He looked ahead to see you deep in sleep, head moving ever so slightly to bury yourself in the comforts of your puffed-up pillow.

For some reason, he was contented seeing you like this. No out-of-pocket teasing. No beaming smiles. Just you sleeping in peace, your hair a bit of a mess from tossing and turning.

Jotaro sighed and shut his eyes, hoping your melatonin would be able to project onto him and finally get his wanted sleep.

Just as he was about to give up the third time that night, the sheets rustled and shifted, and all of a sudden, a warm body was pressed up against his side.

Jotaro awoke to find you curled up beside him, your face buried in his chest, arms folded between your bodies, and your legs nearly intertwining with his. His cheeks immediately fumed; a disgruntled sound of surprise made from his throat as he reeled in the reality of seeing you like this.

From this close, he could notice the tinier details surrounding you- the way your cheeks had a natural pink tint, that you had a little pout similar to a tiny beak, the way your hands clenched and unclenched against the fabric of his shirt, to the quiet sounds you made in your sleep.

It was a crime you had to appear this innocent in your sleep when you were such a menace to him when awake.

It was a bigger crime that Jotaro was this affected by it in the first place.

If it were anyone else, he would have woken them up with an irritated shove and let them know that he had boundaries that should be respected, but looking at you sleeping so contently by his side was a different case. He wasn’t sure if he should be feeling this conflicted, that he didn’t oppose to you being this close to him at all.

His heart raced within him, eyes softening as he let his tensed muscles relax and accept his current predicament.

I shouldn’t be feeling this troubled. What the hell is happening? Jotaro clicked his tongue and draped an arm over his eyes. “Fuck this.” He made a move to get up, shifting onto his elbows, but then-

“Warm… so warm…”

He faltered at the gentle tug of his shirt. Gazing down at you once more, a distressed look appeared on what once was your peaceful expression- your brows furrowed, lips tightened, and your hold on his clothes a bit loose yet desperate.

“Fuck,” he whispered to himself, raking his fingers through his curly hair. He didn’t like that look on your face. More so when he was the cause of the shift. He kept returning his gaze to you, constantly watching and waiting for your serene expression to return.

Just like the moment you complimented the ocean with that sparkle reflected in your eyes as you smiled up at him, the sunlight providing you with this certain glow as your hair gently flowed along the gentle sea breeze.

The constricting sensation he had in his chest combined with his beating heart persisted at the sight it was becoming a bother and Jotaro needed the space to ease himself into to think things through.

With equally gentle movements, he reached for your hand holding his shirt. It was small compared to his and so soft, but he refused to delve more into that fact. He laid it close to you, stood, and before you could react from the loss of heat, the delinquent drew the duvet over your body up to your chin.

He waited a bit more to gauge for your response. Eventually, the furrow in your brows eased and you returned to your peaceful slumber.

With a deep sigh, Jotaro turned away and reached for his cigarette pack before going out onto the balcony, hoping the early morning breeze would cool his still-warm cheeks.

“I need a smoke.”

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How I remember MH17

17 July marks the anniversary of the downing of Malaysia Airlines Flight 17 (MH17) in eastern Ukraine in 2014. All 298 on board, mostly Dutch, Malaysians, and Australians were killed. I had just finished up with a short term job interstate and was looking for further employment at the time, and had the time to follow the reporting of the incident online. In 2014, I would not have guessed that the event would shape my view of discourse and disinformation in eastern Europe for years to come. Ukraine was on the other side of the world and I had no real interest or understanding of the invasion by Russia back then, but people from my country were on that plane, so I paid attention. The blame game started in earnest.

‘Ukraine fired the missile.’

‘Russia fired the missile’

‘It was an accident.’

‘The Ukrainians are looting the crash site.’

‘The Russians are looting the crash site.’

‘Malaysian Airlines was at fault and shouldn’t have been flying over a warzone.’

‘The pilot was at fault.’

‘The investigation is biased towards Russia/Ukraine/Malaysia/Australia/Netherlands...’

‘Russia/Ukraine tampered with evidence...’

It even got ugly in some less reputable ‘news’ sites and far right conspiracy theories spread online, that it was the ‘missing’ MH370 that crashed into the sea months earlier, that the US did it because reasons, islamophobia, men in black, hijackers, crisis actors, aliens... As a queer person, I paid attention to the fact that several AIDS researchers were on board, and stigma surrounding AIDS was and is still very rife, which fed into the more extreme discourse. The world wanted answers.

Round and round it went. It did eventually emerge that Russia, or ‘separatists’ - really Russian proxies - fired the missile, from a Buk launcher that was later filmed being carted back to Russia carrying three missiles instead of its usual four. The billboard was used to geolocate the truck and Buk’s to the border.

Pardon my terrible MSPaint edit.

The still image is grabbed from a video that was posted by Ukraine’s Defense ministry, but forms part of a broader investigation by Bellingcat, an independent collective of open source researchers, that is too detailed to write here but tracked the movements of the Buk and the truck carrying it to and from the launch site. (link: https://www.bellingcat.com/tag/mh17/)

There was nothing wrong with the plane, the pilot, or the flight path. Passenger planes from Air France, Air India and Singapore Airlines were transiting nearby.

Now, it was obvious that MH17 wasn’t an intentional target. The commanders of the brigade that the Buk belonged to initially posted on social media that they had downed a Ukrainian fighter jet, and then rapidly deleted their celebratory comments when photos of the wreckage appeared online. In my mind, all Russia had to do was acknowledge it was a mistake, or a mistake by ‘separatists’, court martial the guy who pulled the trigger, apologise and fork out some form of compensation. Install a plaque at the site, send flowers, and the world would have eventually looked away from the not-really-civil-war in faraway eastern Europe and their brush with a southeast Asian airline.

Why the lies? Acknowledging the mistake would have been magnitudes cheaper and simpler than the overall war effort. Why was continuing to perpetuate a firehose of falsehoods more important than the truth and trying to repair relations? I couldn’t answer those questions then, but now realise that keeping the information space muddied and flooded with crap is now the norm for disinformation coming out of Russia. Its like they can’t help themselves.

Fast forward to today.

The ‘separatist’ commanders are still involved in the invasion of Ukraine, now unmasked as regular Russians. No commercial flights operate over the country for now. Disinformation, so heavily weaponised during the long months of pandemic lockdown and the former president of the US, runs rife. I posted my own little memorials to the tragedy on social media, year after year, and got bot farm and troll reactions downvoting or pushing them into invisibility. I’m not important enough in the big scheme of things to have a flesh and blood russian troll come to debate me, not that I have the time and energy for it. I’m also not the only person who refuses to forget it, even if the loss pales in significance to the atrocities perpetuated on Ukraine from last year. The lies meant that when the 2022 invasion started along with the inevitable discourse, we also remembered which side was more likely to be lying. The Netherlands and Australia are very supportive of Ukraine, Malaysia is officially neutral (mostly due to convoluted reasoning of America = bad imperialists, America supports Ukraine, so supporting Russia good etc) though many individuals still go against the grain to donate or volunteer. I can’t change what others think, but at least I can prevent them from forgetting.

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BTS 방탄소년단 August 2023

August 2023 part 5

19th August - 23rd August 2023

Jin -  317 days (10 months  12 days - 45 weeks 2 days ) until discharge from military (221213 - 240612)

JHope -  444 days (1 year  2 months 17 days - 14  months  17 days - 63 weeks 3 days ) until discharge from military (230418 - 241017)

August

19 August

Twitter: Big Hit (1)  Instagram: Big Hit (1). RM (1), (2). (3).

 

230819 | Jimmy Fallon instagram story  (1). 

230819 | JK x Sirius XM interview  (1).

230819 | JK x CK IG story  (1).

230819 | Kpop boy group member brand reputation (August 2023): 1. BTS Jungkook. 2. BTS Jimin. 4. BTS V. 12. BTS Suga. 13. BTS Jin. 16. BTS RM. 17. BTS J-Hope.  (1). 

230819 | j-hope 'Jack In The Box (HOPE Edition)' Jacket Photo Sketch  (1).

230819 |  [EPISODE] j-hope ‘Jack In The Box (HOPE Edition)’ Jacket Shoot Sketch - BTS (방탄소년단)

20 August

 Instagram:  RM (1), (2). Tae (1), Weverse:  RM (1), (2). 

230820 | Tae x W Korea (1). 

230820 | The Tonight Show x Jimin (1)

230820 |[n월의 석진] Message from #Jin : Aug 2023 (1). (2).

230820 | Tae weverse live  (1). 

21 August

Instagram:  RM (1)

230821 | Seoul Tourism Organization  (1). (2). (3). (4)

230821 | "Love Me Again" by #V won its 1st Melon Weekly Popularity Award  (1).

230821 | SUGAㅣAgust D D-DAY TOUR Stage Photo Sketch  (1).

22 August "Blue" by V Official Teaser 1

Instagram: Tae (1). Tik Tok : Tae x New Jeans Tik Tok  (1), (2)

230822 |  "Blue" by V Official Teaser 1 released (1). (2)

230822 | SEVEN Billboard IG (1). Global 200 #1 (2). Global 200 excl US #1 (3). "#Seven" by #Jungkook (ft. Latto) remains at #1 (=) on Spotify Global Chart with 7,714,483 filtered streams for 38 consecutive days (4).

230822 | LMA and Rainy Day on  Billboard Global excl US  Love Me Again #6 and Rainy Days #8 (1).  

Billboard Global 200 #12- LoveMeAgain  and #16- RainyDays  (2). 

Billboard Digital Song Sales US #3- LoveMeAgain and #4- RainyDays (3).  (Billboard)

 Billboard Hot 100 #96- LoveMeAgain  (4) 

Billboard bubbling under -#18  Rainy Days (5) 

Spotify - "Love Me Again" by #V at #21 (+-2) with 2,583,341 (filtered) streams & "Rainy Days" by #V at #48 (-5) with 1,936,604 (filtered) streams on Spotify (6)

Billboard Artist 100 #30 (RE) #V [NEW PEAK] (7)

Billboard World Digital Song Sales #1 Love Me Again (8)

230822 | DEPARTURE V (BTS), Gimpo International Airport (1). (2).

230822 | Seoul Tourism x Tae  (1).

230822 | Jimin x Samsung Mobile  (1).

230822 | Tae x Arena Homme+ Korea (1). (2). (3). (interview)

230822 |Tae x W Korea (1). (2) (interview)

230822 BTS Land Season2, Ep.07 (1)

230822 BANGTANTV uploaded Jungkook @ BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge and BBC The One Show Seven @ Live Lounge (1). -Let There Be Love: (2)  -Seven @ The One Show (3) 

23 August

 Instagram: Big Hit (1). RM (1), (2). (3). Tae (1), (2).  

230823 | [EPISODE] 'Don’t ever say love me (Feat. RM of BTS)' Live Clip Sketch - BTS (방탄소년단)

230823 |Blvsh and chris James like crazy's songwriters "they hold the plaque of Like Crazy‘s #1 on Hot 100" (1)

230823 | Tae x Esquire Korea x Celine event in Japan  (1). Elle Japan (2). (3). Elle Taiwan (4) Elle Singapore (5). (6). (7) Harper’s Bazaar Korea (8) Harper’s Bazaar Japan(9)  Elle Thailand (10).

230823 | Jimin x Samsung Mobile  (1). 

230823 | SEVEN #1 Tope Global songs  - Spotify  (1). 

230823 |Tae x  Seoul Tourism (1).

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This amazing piece of history was sent to us by one of our fans, whom also happens to be a USAF Thunderbird.

A very rare event, and something few have seen before.....when a Thunderbird was loaded with a lot more than smoke oil!

WARBIRD

USAF Thunderbird History - 1988

"It was 1988; the USAF Thunderbirds were tasked by Gen Robert Russ, who was Tactical Air Commander (TAC) at the time, to put one of our Thunderbird aircraft into combat configuration in the allotted (mandated) 72 hour period, a task never done before on the team.

To make a long story short, the maintenance boys and girls, worked their backsides off and had the aircraft ready in less than 72 hours with the only exception being that the jet wasn’t painted (in the combat scheme). The aircraft tail number selected for this event was Thunderbird Number 10 which was 81-0679.

A couple of interesting facts in this event, the aircraft originally came to the team from the factory (I don’t know that date) painted in Thunderbird colors when it later left our organization in combat gray only to be returned to us from Hill AFB again repainted with Thunderbird Red, White, and Blue to be used during the training/show season of 1990.

For the 1990 Show Season that aircraft had been assigned to Thunderbird Crew Chief, TSgt. Dave Kramer and his Assistant Crew Chief who was a Hydraulic troop named SSgt. Mark Thome (Number Two in the Diamond). A couple of years later it (aircraft) left again along with all of the other "A" models and it would be assigned to a Singapore unit at Luke AFB (training organization). It (tail number 81-0679) still remains the only Thunderbird aircraft to be painted combat gray and Thunderbird colors twice!

Funny enough, the nickname "Warbird" came about when someone (still unknown from within the team, who was possibly assigned to this conversion tasking) used their finger and wrote the word "Warbird in the gun residue while it sat in the hangar after its historic flight, the name “War Bird” stuck with the team and was used when the event was reported back to TAC/HQ. TSgt. Dave Kramer had made some “plates” to attach inside the cockpit that were later mounted on plaques for SSgt Mark Thome and Steve Henderson (there were many others whose names I can’t all remember helped greatly in this project). The plaques stated "Warbird, Second to None" because of it flying in the number 2 position of the Diamond.

Major BJ Java (our Logistic Officer, Vietnam Vet pilot), who was #7 at the time, flew the jet, shot bullets and dropped bombs. The jet looked awesome being red, white and blue with a gun, bombs, missiles, and ECM pod fully functional. Thunderbird Msgt Charlie Saunders remembers being on the ramp when the jet returned from its sortie and BJ had that “big ‘ol grin on his face”. The jet was a mess with all the gun gases (soot) that had stuck to that beautiful paint job, we (the team collectively) made Thunderbird history that day.

A picture of the jet flying overhead on the departure end loaded with four (captive) AIM-9P, six (live) BSU-49 500lb (retarded) bombs, and an ECM pod on the Centerline is provided. The pilot signed this photo after the historical event."

I hope you enjoy the photos...

SMSgt (Retired) Tom Wharton - USAF Thunderbirds, Production Superintendent, Chief of Quality Control and (US Navy Blue Angels, Thunderbird Maintenance Exchange Program Liaison 1990) Line Chief - 1988 to 1991

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Thank you for sharing this amazing this amazing piece of aviation history with us, SMSgt Tom Wharton. and more so, thank you for your service!

Sierra Hotel Aeronautics Staff

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Eco Friendly Corporate Gifts – the Best Way to Reward Employees and Clients with Sustainability

The use of Sustainable Corporate Gift Singapore can go a long way in ascertaining an environment concern message besides showing corporate care to its employees, clients and business associates.

Gifts composed from recycled/up-cycled material or natural material sourced from sustainable sources. The usual corporate gifts include bags, pens, notebooks, USB flash drives, and coasters, and fancy objects such as key holders, desk organizers, awards, and plaques.

The use of wooden materials in the corporate gifts has turned out to be popular due to the reason that wood is renewable and it offers a touch of professional and an exquisite appearance. Such products as photo frames, clock/radio, calendar, tablet, and business card holders can easily be made from wood and given out as gifts. Other materials that are also used in furniture making are the bamboo, which is a grass that can be harvested repeatedly in a responsible and sustainable manner. Some of the ideas that can be created out of bamboo are stylish gadgets, a holder for tissues, an organizer for the desk and much more.

There is another wonderful group of Eco-friendly corporate gift again – recycled and up cycled gifts that are when a material is given a new purpose. For instance, organization branded bags and accessories can be made from recycled polyethylene terephthalate or PET bottles, banners and signs, can be converted to useful bags and cases, and glass and metals can be recycled and remolded into new desktop items. Such gifts are able to demonstrate creativity and they are environmentally friendly since they do not generate any form of waste.

Eco Friendly Corporate Gift

Other ways that can be employed to ensure that corporate gifting is more environmentally friendly includes reducing the packaging to an absolute minimum, avoiding the addition of excess branding items that are often made from materials that may not be recyclable and giving out items that have a practical use rather than those that are only useful once before being discarded. Functional items like water bottles, notebooks, and bags are functional gifts because they replace disposable ones by being reusable and sustainable.

It is not difficult at all for companies to seek out and purchase Sustainable Corporate Gift Singapore that meet their green initiatives but also make the recipients happy that they are valued. And with renewable, recycled, and responsibly-sourced materials, gifting solutions are as extensive as the human mind.

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Exploring Bukit Batok Hill: Singapore's Best-Kept Secret

When discussing the myriad places to visit in Singapore, Bukit Batok Hill often remains an under-the-radar gem. Nestled in the heart of Bukit Batok Nature Park, this serene hill offers a perfect blend of historical significance, scenic beauty, and outdoor adventure, making it a must-visit destination for both locals and tourists alike.

The Historical Significance of Bukit Batok Hill

Bukit Batok Hill holds a rich history that dates back to World War II. During the Japanese Occupation, the hill was a strategic vantage point. Today, remnants of this history, such as war memorial plaques and historical markers, are scattered throughout the park, offering visitors a glimpse into Singapore’s wartime past. This historical layer adds a poignant depth to your visit, transforming a simple hike into a journey through time.

Scenic Beauty and Natural Splendor

The natural beauty of Bukit Batok Hill is truly breathtaking. The hill is surrounded by lush greenery, offering a refreshing escape from the urban hustle. As you ascend the hill, you’ll be greeted by a panoramic view of the surrounding park and beyond. The quarry pool at the base of the hill, with its crystal-clear waters and surrounding cliffs, is a picturesque spot that’s perfect for photography enthusiasts.

The flora and fauna in the park are diverse and abundant. You might spot birds, butterflies, and other wildlife as you explore the trails. The well-maintained paths and natural landscapes make Bukit Batok Hill an ideal spot for nature walks, picnics, and even meditation sessions.

How to Reach Bukit Batok Hill

Reaching Bukit Batok Hill is convenient and straightforward. The nearest MRT station is Bukit Batok, from where you can either walk or take a short bus ride to the park entrance. The park is also accessible by car, with ample parking available nearby. For those cycling, there are bike-friendly paths leading to the park.

Best Time to Visit

The best time to visit Bukit Batok Hill is during the early morning or late afternoon. These times offer cooler temperatures and a chance to witness the sunrise or sunset from the hilltop, adding a magical touch to your visit. Weekdays are generally less crowded, providing a more peaceful experience.

Activities to Enjoy

Bukit Batok Hill is not just about hiking and scenic views; there are plenty of activities to keep you engaged:

Hiking and Walking Trails: The hill offers several trails of varying difficulty, suitable for both casual walkers and serious hikers. The main trail to the summit is well-paved and offers benches for rest stops along the way.

Historical Exploration: Take a self-guided tour of the historical sites within the park. Informational plaques provide insights into the hill's significance during WWII.

Photography: The scenic quarry pool, lush greenery, and panoramic views make Bukit Batok Hill a photographer’s paradise. Capture the essence of Singapore’s natural beauty through your lens.

Picnicking: Designated picnic areas are available where you can relax and enjoy a meal amidst nature. It’s a great way to spend quality time with family or friends.

Bird Watching: Bring your binoculars and spot various bird species that inhabit the park. Early mornings are the best time for bird watching.

Tips for Visitors

Wear Comfortable Shoes: The trails can be steep and uneven, so comfortable hiking shoes are recommended.

Stay Hydrated: Carry enough water, especially if you plan to hike during the hotter parts of the day.

Respect Nature: Keep the park clean by disposing of trash properly and respecting wildlife.

Safety First: Follow marked trails and avoid venturing into restricted areas for your safety.

Conclusion

Bukit Batok Hill is undoubtedly one of the places to visit in Singapore that offers a unique blend of history, natural beauty, and outdoor activities. Whether you’re a history buff, nature lover, or someone looking for a peaceful retreat, Bukit Batok Hill has something for everyone. So, pack your hiking gear, grab your camera, and head to Bukit Batok Hill to uncover one of Singapore’s best-kept secrets. Your adventure awaits!

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Braces vs. Invisalign: Which Is the Best Option for Your Smile?

Choosing the right orthodontic treatment is a significant decision that can impact both your oral health and your confidence. At Dr. Catherine Lee Orthodontics clinic in Singapore, we offer a range of solutions, including traditional braces and Invisalign. Both options have unique benefits, but the best choice depends on your specific needs and lifestyle. Here’s a comprehensive comparison to help you decide between braces and Invisalign for your smile.

Traditional Braces

Effectiveness

Braces have been a reliable method for correcting various orthodontic issues for decades. They are particularly effective for complex cases, such as severe crowding, misalignment, and significant bite problems. The combination of brackets and wires applies consistent pressure to move teeth into their proper positions.

Durability

Made from robust materials like stainless steel or ceramic, braces are highly durable and can withstand the forces of daily wear and tear. They are permanently attached to your teeth, ensuring continuous treatment without the risk of forgetting to wear them.

Maintenance

While braces are effective, they do require diligent oral hygiene. Brushing and flossing around brackets and wires can be challenging, and regular dental check-ups are essential to avoid plaque buildup and cavities.

Invisalign

Aesthetics

Invisalign clear aligners offer a virtually invisible alternative to traditional braces. Made from transparent plastic, they are an excellent choice for those seeking a discreet treatment option. This can be particularly appealing for adults and teens who may feel self-conscious about wearing braces.

Convenience

One of the significant advantages of Invisalign is that the aligners are removable. This means you can take them out for eating, drinking, and special occasions, allowing you to enjoy your favorite foods without restrictions. It also makes brushing and flossing much more manageable, promoting better oral hygiene.

Comfort

Invisalign aligners are custom-made to fit snugly over your teeth, with no metal brackets or wires that can cause irritation. Many patients find them more comfortable to wear, as there are fewer chances of sores or discomfort in the mouth.

Which Is Right for You?

Consider Your Orthodontic Needs

If you have complex orthodontic issues, traditional braces might be the more effective option. They provide precise control over tooth movements, making them ideal for severe cases.

Evaluate Your Lifestyle

If aesthetics and convenience are your top priorities, Invisalign could be the better choice. The ability to remove the aligners allows for greater flexibility in your daily routine and makes maintaining oral hygiene easier.

Consult with an Orthodontist

Ultimately, the best way to determine the right treatment for your smile is to consult with an experienced orthodontist. At Dr. Catherine Lee Orthodontics in Singapore, we conduct thorough evaluations to understand your unique needs and recommend the most suitable option.

Conclusion

Both braces and Invisalign have their strengths, and the best choice depends on your specific orthodontic needs and lifestyle preferences. Whether you opt for the durability and effectiveness of traditional braces or the aesthetics and convenience of Invisalign, Dr. Catherine Lee Orthodontics is here to guide you every step of the way. Contact us today to schedule a consultation and start your journey toward a healthier, more beautiful smile.

Author : Dr. Catherine Lee Orthodontics

Who We Are

Dr. Catherine Lee Orthodontics practiced dentistry for many years in Sydney, Australia and New York City before she called Asia home. She moved to Singapore in 2001 and started her orthodontics specialist practice there in 2002, adding a satellite practice in Kuala Lumpur, the capital city of Malaysia. Spending her formative years in Australia, Dr. Lee graduated with a degree in dentistry from Adelaide University. She worked at Sydney Westmead Hospital and private practices in the City and North Shore, before attending post-graduate training in New York City, where she qualified as an American-trained specialist in orthodontics at New York University (NYU).

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Cavapoo Singapore puppy for sale

Cavapoo Puppy Care Tips: Keeping Your New Companion Happy and Healthy

Bringing home a Cavapoo puppy is an exciting experience. These adorable mixed-breed dogs, a cross between Cavalier King Charles Spaniels and Poodles, are known for their friendly personalities and affectionate nature. 

Proper care and attention from the start are essential to ensure your Cavapoo puppy grows into a happy and healthy adult dog.  Here are some essential tips to help you care for your new furry friend:

1. Nutrition and Diet

Proper nutrition is crucial for the growth and development of your Cavapoo puppy. Choose a high-quality puppy food specially formulated for small—to medium-sized breeds. 

Look for ingredients like meat or fish, as the first few listed, avoiding fillers and artificial additives. 

Feed your puppy according to the guidelines provided on the food packaging, adjust as they grow, and consult your veterinarian for advice on the best diet for your puppy's specific needs.

2. Veterinary Care

Regular veterinary check-ups are vital for monitoring your Cavapoo puppy's health and ensuring they receive necessary vaccinations and preventive care. 

Your vet recommends scheduling vaccinations against common diseases like parvovirus, distemper, and rabies. Discuss flea, tick, and heartworm prevention to keep your puppy protected from parasites. 

Early veterinary visits also allow for early detection of any health issues and ensure your puppy gets off to a healthy start.

3. Exercise and Playtime

Cavapoo puppies are energetic and playful, so regular exercise and playtime are essential for their physical and mental well-being. Engage your puppy in age-appropriate activities such as short walks, toy play sessions, and interactive games. 

Be mindful not to over-exercise young puppies, as their joints are still developing. Aim for several short bursts of playtime throughout the day to keep them active and stimulated.

4. Socialization

Socialization is crucial for Cavapoo puppies to grow into well-adjusted adults. Introduce your puppy to various people, pets, environments, and experiences from a young age. 

It helps them feel comfortable and confident and prevents later behaviour issues. 

Arrange playdates with other friendly dogs, expose them to different sounds and sights, and positively reinforce good behaviour with treats and praise.

5. Grooming

Cavapoo puppies inherit varying coat characteristics from their Poodle and Cavalier King Charles Spaniel parents. Regular grooming is essential to keep their hides healthy and free of mats. 

Brush your Cavapoo puppy's coat a few times a week to prevent tangles and mats, paying particular attention to areas like behind the ears and under the legs. Bathe your puppy occasionally using a mild dog shampoo, and trim their nails regularly to prevent discomfort or injury.

6. Dental Care

Start a dental care routine early to maintain your Cavapoo puppy's oral health. Brush their teeth regularly using a dog-specific toothbrush and toothpaste your veterinarian recommends. 

Dental chews or toys that promote dental hygiene can also help reduce plaque and tartar buildup. 

Good dental hygiene from a young age can prevent dental problems and improve your puppy's overall health.

Conclusion

Caring for a Cavapoo puppy requires dedication, patience, and love. 

By following these essential care tips—providing proper nutrition, regular veterinary care, adequate exercise and socialization, grooming, and appropriate dental care—you can help your Cavapoo puppy thrive and grow into a happy, healthy adult companion.  If you still not own this fur ball and are looking for a Cavapoo Singapore puppy for sale, Furgive You offers a variety of well-bred Cavapoo puppies to choose from. 

Find your perfect companion Dog for sale today and embark on a journey filled with unconditional love and joy !

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A Step-by-Step Guide to Reserving a Niche at Fu Gui Shan Zhuang

Death is a challenging ordeal to navigate, and it certainly isn't made easier by a handful of processes that families must attend to, one of which is reserving a niche at a columbarium. Securing a spot at a columbarium may seem complicated. However, with proper guidance, this process can be much easier.

Fu Gui Shan Zhuang in Singapore is a popular choice for many families looking for a dignified final resting place for their loved ones because of its peaceful setting and advanced facilities. Explore how to properly reserve a spot in this location, helping you to efficiently navigate the process.

8 Steps to Reserving a Niche

1. Research and Visit:

Before making any commitments, conduct thorough research on Fu Gui Shan Zhuang. Understanding the columbarium's services, facilities, and overall environment is vital. Arrange a visit to the site to see firsthand the maintenance standards and the various niches available. This personal inspection can provide a clearer picture of whether it meets your family's needs and preferences.

2. Consultation with Staff:

The next step involves consulting with the staff at Fu Gui Shan Zhuang. The staff can offer detailed information on niche sizes, pricing, and the specific locations within the columbarium. They can also explain the niche types available, including single, companion, or family columbaria, helping you make an informed decision. Engaging in a thorough discussion will help clarify doubts and ensure you understand all available options.

3. Selecting the Niche:

Once you have all the necessary information, select the niche that best fits your requirements. Consider factors such as location within the columbarium, the view, proximity to amenities, and the niche size. Fu Gui Shan Zhuang offers various options, ensuring suitability to different preferences and budgets. Make sure to consider the long-term implications of your choice, ensuring it aligns with family traditions and future needs.

4. Understanding the Costs:

Reserving a niche at a private columbarium in Singapore can be a significant financial commitment. It is essential to understand the complete cost structure, including any maintenance fees, administrative charges, and additional services such as memorial plaques or customisation. Fu Gui Shan Zhuang provides transparent pricing, which helps in planning and avoiding any unexpected expenses. Discuss available payment plans, helping ease the financial burden.

5. Legal and Administrative Procedures:

Reservation involves several legal and administrative steps. Ensure that all required documents are prepared, such as the death certificate and identification documents of the deceased. The columbarium staff at Fu Gui Shan Zhuang will guide you through the necessary paperwork and ensure compliance with regulations. Timely submission of documents and adherence to legal requirements is essential for a smooth reservation process.

6. Finalising the Reservation:

After completing the administrative tasks, finalise your reservation by signing the contract. This contract will outline the terms and conditions, ensuring both parties are clear on the agreement. A columbarium staff will provide a detailed contract explanation, highlighting key points, including the lease duration, maintenance responsibilities, and other pertinent details. Ensure you read and understand the contract thoroughly before signing.

7. Customisation and Personalisation:

Fu Gui Shan Zhuang allows the personalisation of niches, particularly on the family columbarium, to reflect the deceased's identity. After securing the niche, discuss the customisation options available. It may include choosing specific designs and inscriptions or incorporating elements significant to the family. Personalisation ensures that the niche is a peaceful resting place and a meaningful tribute to the loved one's life.

8. Ongoing Maintenance and Support:

One of the advantages of choosing a private columbarium is the ongoing maintenance and support services provided. Ensure you understand the maintenance schedule and the services included in the maintenance fees. Regular upkeep of the columbarium ensures that it remains a dignified and peaceful resting place for the deceased. Fu Gui Shan Zhuang offers comprehensive support, ensuring families have minimal worries post-reservation.

Conclusion

From conducting initial research and consultations to comprehending costs and completing legal procedures, securing a niche surely entails various critical steps. By adhering to this guide, families can guarantee a seamless and dignified arrangement for their loved ones, making the most of a private columbarium in Singapore. With meticulous preparation and comprehension, reserving a niche can be a simple and reassuring ordeal.

Contact Nirvana Memorial Garden, and let us help you create a lasting legacy for your loved ones.

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Mini Dachshund Health and Wellness: What Singapore Owners Need to Know

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Ensuring the health and wellness of your Mini Dachshund is essential for a happy and long-lasting companionship. These charming little dogs, known for their playful and affectionate nature, require specific care to maintain their health. As a Mini Dachshund owner in Singapore, it's crucial to understand the common health issues they face and how to prevent them. At [Your Website], we prioritize the health of our puppies, providing you with healthy and well-cared-for Mini Dachshunds ready to become a part of your family.

Common Health Issues

H1: Common Health Issues in Mini Dachshunds

Mini Dachshund puppies for sale Singapore are generally healthy dogs, but like all breeds, they are prone to certain health problems. Being aware of these issues can help you take preventative measures to ensure your dog's well-being.

H2: Intervertebral Disc Disease (IVDD)

One of the most common health issues in Mini Dachshunds is Intervertebral Disc Disease (IVDD). Due to their long spine and short legs, they are susceptible to spinal disc problems, which can lead to pain, mobility issues, and in severe cases, paralysis.

H2: Dental Problems

Mini Dachshunds are prone to dental issues, including gum disease and tooth decay. Their small mouths can lead to overcrowding of teeth, making it easier for plaque and tartar to build up.

H2: Obesity

Due to their small size, Mini Dachshunds are at risk of obesity, which can exacerbate other health problems, particularly IVDD and heart issues. Maintaining a healthy weight is crucial for their overall health.

H2: Skin Allergies

Mini Dachshunds can suffer from skin allergies, which may manifest as itching, redness, and discomfort. Allergies can be caused by food, environmental factors, or parasites like fleas.

Preventative Care

H1: Preventative Care for Mini Dachshunds

Taking proactive steps can significantly reduce the risk of health problems in Mini Dachshunds. Here are some essential tips to keep your puppy healthy.

H2: Regular Vet Check-Ups

Routine veterinary visits are crucial for early detection and prevention of health issues. Schedule annual check-ups and keep up with vaccinations, parasite control, and dental cleanings.

H2: Proper Diet and Weight Management

Feeding your Mini Dachshund a balanced diet is key to preventing obesity and ensuring overall health. Measure their food portions carefully and avoid giving them too many treats. Regularly monitor their weight and adjust their diet as needed.

H2: Regular Exercise

Provide your Mini Dachshund with regular exercise to keep them fit and prevent obesity. Short, frequent walks and playtime can help maintain their physical health and mental stimulation.

H2: Dental Care

Implement a dental care routine that includes regular brushing of your Mini Dachshund's teeth and providing dental chews to help reduce plaque buildup. Regular dental check-ups with your vet are also essential.

H2: Spinal Health

Protect your Mini Dachshund's spine by minimizing activities that strain their back. Avoid letting them jump from high places, and use ramps or steps to help them get on and off furniture. Maintain a healthy weight to reduce pressure on their spine.

Nutrition and Diet

H1: Nutrition and Diet for Mini Dachshunds

A balanced diet is vital for your Mini Dachshund's health. Here’s what you need to know about feeding your furry friend.

H2: High-Quality Dog Food

Choose a high-quality dog food formulated for small breeds. Look for products that list meat as the first ingredient and avoid those with fillers like corn and soy. The right balance of protein, fats, and carbohydrates will support their energy needs and overall health.

H2: Portion Control

Mini Dachshunds have a tendency to overeat, so it's important to measure their food portions accurately. Follow the feeding guidelines on the dog food packaging and adjust based on your dog's activity level and weight.

H2: Fresh Water

Always provide fresh, clean water for your Mini Dachshund. Proper hydration is essential for their health and helps prevent urinary tract issues.

H2: Avoid Human Foods

Many human foods are toxic to dogs, including chocolate, grapes, onions, and certain artificial sweeteners. Stick to dog-specific treats and food to avoid accidental poisoning.

H2: Supplementary Nutrition

Consult your vet about any additional supplements that might benefit your Mini Dachshund, such as omega-3 fatty acids for skin and coat health or joint supplements to support spinal health.

Your Website's Role

H1: How [Your Website] Ensures Healthy Mini Dachshund Puppies

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H2: Breeder Standards

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H2: Health Guarantees

Every Mini Dachshund puppy from our website comes with a comprehensive health guarantee. This includes thorough health checks by certified veterinarians, vaccinations, and deworming treatments. We ensure that our puppies are free from common genetic disorders and in excellent health before they go to their new homes.

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We provide ongoing support to all our customers. Our website offers a wealth of resources, including care guides, nutrition tips, and health advice. Additionally, our customer support team is always available to answer any questions you may have about your Mini Dachshund's health and wellness.

Conclusion

The health and wellness of your Mini Dachshund are paramount to ensuring a happy and fulfilling life together. By understanding common health issues, taking preventative care measures, and providing a balanced diet, you can help your furry friend thrive. At [Your Website], we are committed to helping you find a healthy Mini Dachshund puppy and providing the resources you need to keep them in optimal health. Visit our website to find your perfect Mini Dachshund and access expert advice on caring for your new companion.

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Republic of Singapore Air Force's Fleet of H225M and CH-47F Helicopters Attain Full Operational Capability

Minister for Defence, Dr Ng Eng Hen officiated a ceremony to mark the attainment of Full Operational Capability (FOC) status by the Republic of Singapore Air Force (RSAF)'s H225M and CH-47F helicopters at Sembawang Air Base this afternoon. Dr Ng received a brief on the enhanced capabilities of the new helicopters, flew on the H225M, unveiled commemorative plaques for the attainment of FOC, and thanked the personnel from the RSAF and Defence Science and Technology Agency (DSTA) for their dedication and commitment towards saving lives and safeguarding Singapore's skies. Achieving this FOC status is also testament to the hard work by the airmen and women from 125, 126 and 127 Squadrons, the RSAF's Oakey Detachment in Australia, as well as the strong cross-Service integration with the Singapore Army and Republic of Singapore Navy. #military #defense #defence #militaryleak

Minister for Defence, Dr Ng Eng Hen officiated a ceremony to mark the attainment of Full Operational Capability (FOC) status by the Republic of Singapore Air Force (RSAF)’s H225M and CH-47F helicopters at Sembawang Air Base this afternoon. Dr Ng received a brief on the enhanced capabilities of the new helicopters, flew on the H225M, unveiled commemorative plaques for the attainment of FOC, and…

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Fics Named After Locations Masterlist

a plaque on the wall in singapore (ao3) - apeirophobia calum/ashton, harry/louis T, 5k

Summary: "What do you do?"

"Other people's boyfriends, apparently."

(In which Ashton has no fucks left to give, and Louis finds he still has a few.)

Or, Louis isn't sure if he's hitting his lowest point, but at least he's hitting something.

Bali (ao3) - Ashstars1998 michael/calum M, 4k

Summary: "Late night dip?" Michael jumped a little from the disruption of the silence.

"Yeah, the sunburn was just killing me and I thought hey? Why not a swim to relieve the pain?" Michael splashed the water around him giving Calum that toothy grin of his.

Chevy Malibu (ao3) - Lostideas calum/ashton M, 4k

Summary: Ashton’s name pops up from the top of his screen, a whatsapp message reading ‘outside’. Calum gets up, walks to his windows and peeks through the curtains. He can see Ashton’s chevy a bit further down the street, headlights turned off.

Calum carries his docs in his left hand as he sneaks out of his room.

or; Ashton picks Calum up in his car late at night sometimes. They scream into the void and love each other.

chicago thighs (ao3) - allmywill michael/ashton M, 904

Summary: Ashton loves getting gifts from fans. He usually expects notes, candy, and stuffed animals; not lacy black panties with matching garters and thigh-high socks.

Destination: Perth (ao3) - onlythevoid luke/ashton T, 34k

Summary: The stranger swung into the seat next to him and sighed contentedly. Luke stole a glance from under his hat. It was a boy with light-brown messy hair, reminiscent of surfers Luke saw on the beach in Brisbane - he had a t-shirt on and black jeans, and fade-tint round-frame sunglasses propped on his straight nose.

The stranger caught Luke’s eyes.

“Hey?” The stranger asked. Shouldn’t have looked at him, Luke thought. Too late.

The stranger had set his sunglasses on his head and was peering below Luke’s cap. “Dude. You look terrible. Are you okay?”

Oh, so the stranger was one of those guys. Too friendly and ever-inquisitive. Yes, Luke looked like shit; he’d been crying for an hour at a time, every few hours, and all he’d had to eat in the past two days was some wet broccoli at the hospital and a bag of chips he’d bought that morning in Brisbane, and there were bruises all up and down his right arm from a car crash he wished he’d died in.

Luke didn’t say any of that. He prayed his voice would be steady and said, “Yes. Thanks.”

The messy-haired boy did not seem convinced. After a pause, he offered, “My name’s Ashton, by the way.”

Hotel California (ao3) - persephone_evans michael/luke G, 5k

Summary: Ashton wakes up in the most expensive hotel he's ever been in. Only problem, he can't remember how he got there or how he paid for it. But when he meets Calum and gets introduced to Michael and Luke, he doesn't care anymore.

a hotel california au that i wrote in a fit of depression

LA is not for the weak (ao3) - gardener luke/ashton M, 34k

Summary: Anybody who has ever lived in LA can second that the vibe is off. So much goes down in Los Angeles every single day that there is no way you can know everything about this city. Negative energies have the tendency to spread much quicker than positive ones, and it shows. Having lived in Los Angeles for as little as a couple of months, perhaps even less, can change you for the rest of your life. Some people recover from LA, almost as if it were a flu, but some people can never seem to snap out of it. For those of the last category, even if they are on the other side of the world, they are still in LA. Or, really, LA is still in them.

After everything that has happened in the past couple of years, Luke Hemmings is not doing okay. Los Angeles has really started to take its toll on him, and the constant pressure of being in the public eye doesn't make it any easier.

Ocean Avenue (ao3) - CliffordAffliction calum/ashton M, 20k

Summary: Cashton adventures based off of the song Ocean Avenue by Yellowcard

The Sun Is Burning Down Los Angeles (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 40k

Summary: Calum probably signed a form saying he wouldn’t fall in love with the lead singer of the band. And he really doesn’t want to. What a cliché. It’s just…people get famous for a reason. This guy got famous for all the reasons.

Calum moves to LA to work for 5SOS.

With a New York State of Mind (I Wanna Take My Heart to the End of the World) (ao3) - Lxverxofmxne G, 1k

Summary: 4 strangers, same destination. One road trip, 14 hours max. — “This is going to sound really weird, but do you wanna road trip with me?”

The men stared at Luke weirdly. He shrugged before continuing.

Woke Up In Japan (ao3) - Shipalltheships (Destielshipper100) luke/ashton, calum/michael, shawn/everyone M, 2k

Summary: Shawn calls Ashton asking if he and the rest of the band would want to hang out. The four men put a mischievous plan into place.

Woke Up in Japan (ao3) - hollyster luke/ashton E, 4k

Summary: in which Ashton and Luke go on a picnic date and end up having sex in the shower

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Herbal Toothpastes Market Climbs on Positive Outlook of Booming Sales

Advance Market Analytics released a new market study on Global Herbal Toothpastes Market Research report which presents a complete assessment of the Market and contains a future trend, current growth factors, attentive opinions, facts, and industry validated market data. The research study provides estimates for Global Herbal Toothpastes Forecast till 2029*.

Herbal Toothpaste is a glue or a gel used to clean and maintain the strength of teeth with the assistance of toothbrush. It is utilized to advance oral cleanliness and it helps in expelling the nourishment and dental plaque from the teeth bolsters in repressing halitosis, and contains fixings, keeping up a fresh mouth for the entire day and furthermore giving perfect assurance against dental issues like pyorrhea, gum dying, pit and affectability.  These offers many benefits to its end-users such as immune-stimulatory, anti-haemorrhagic, a natural antiseptic, and other properties as well. The increasing concern of oral cleanliness with risk-free products among the individuals is driving the growth of herbal toothpaste.

Key Players included in the Research Coverage of Herbal Toothpastes Market are:

Colgate-Palmolive Company (United States), Procter & Gamble (United States), Hindustan Unilever Limited (India), Dabur (India), Lion Corporation (Japan), LG Household & Health Care (South Korea), Johnson & Johnson (United States), Henkel AG & Company (Germany), Church & Dwight Co., Inc. (United States), CCA Industries, Inc. (United States), The Himalaya drug company (India),

What's Trending in Market: Adoption of Online Retail Channels across the World Is Increasing Increasing inclination of consumer towards risk-free ingredients

Challenges: Availability of Cheaper Conventional Substitute of Herbal Toothpaste Most Secure Result of Natural Toothpaste That Which Is Confirmed As Natural Else They May Likewise Risk Our Tooth

Opportunities: Constant Research and Development Related to Oral Hygiene Products

Market Growth Drivers: Herbal Toothpaste Is Comparatively More Effective Than Conventional Toothpaste Is Driving the Demand of This Toothpastes in the Market Growing Awareness about Oral Hygiene across the Global Population

The Global Herbal Toothpastes Market segments and Market Data Break Down by Type (Neem, Mint, Basil, Spice Extract, Meswak, Others), Application (Adults, Children), Distribution Channel (General Store, Hypermarket & Supermarket, Pharmacy Store, Online Retail, Others), Capacity (25gm, 50 gm, 100 gm, Others), Packaging Tube Size (16. 0 mm, 22. 0 mm, 30. 0 mm, 35. 0 mm, Others), Packaging Material (Aluminium, Plastic, Plastic laminate, Others)

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To comprehend Global Herbal Toothpastes market dynamics in the world mainly, the worldwide Herbal Toothpastes market is analyzed across major global regions. AMA also provides customized specific regional and country-level reports for the following areas.

• North America: United States, Canada, and Mexico.

• South & Central America: Argentina, Chile, Colombia and Brazil.

• Middle East & Africa: Saudi Arabia, United Arab Emirates, Israel, Turkey, Egypt and South Africa.

• Europe: United Kingdom, France, Italy, Germany, Spain, Belgium, Netherlands and Russia.

• Asia-Pacific: India, China, Japan, South Korea, Indonesia, Malaysia, Singapore, and Australia.