#types this up on way to work at Epcot

[articskele]

WOE, BIGGERING AU LORE BE UPON YE >:D

Tagging @iiboronii and @moonymelly hehehe

Ok so we follow the Buttermilk Daydreams storyline, with Artic and the Onceler meeting on the road, discovering the valley together, and Artic inventing mechanical wings!

Except this time thneeds do get off the ground like in the movie. The Onceler calls his family over and is excited to start business, but Artic has an increasingly bad feeling about this.

They said they weren’t gonna cut down trees. They made a deal, they had a compromise. And now that that’s gone, what’s stopping things from getting out of control?

The Onceler feels personally offended, betrayed even! She stuck around and believed in him this whole time, only for her to get cold feet the second he gets a once-in-a-lifetime chance at success? I mean something good finally happens to me, and she just has to come along and rain on my parade! What's her problem!

So the two have a falling out as the Onceler pursues growth and profit while Artic was content to stay as they were. Realizing he’s too far gone, she tries to destroy everything related to the wings and leaves. But he manages to hold onto old plans or steal his own wings back or something like that.

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Timeskip to Thneedville, based on EPCOT and with a steampunk / industrial revolution aesthetic. The company controls basically everything, so you have no choice but to work for them.

Not to mention the way new and experimental appliances are constantly being installed and replaced in homes, just like in EPCOT. And there's a system similar to WEDCOMM (timestamp at 19:59 if the link doesn't work) where information is super centralized.

The Onceler’s office is at the very top of a super tall tower in the center of the city, with big open windows for birds (workers who use wings, I’ll get to that later) to fly in and make deliveries, give reports, etc.

OOH and there are definitely whisper-ma-phones set up all throughout the factory

I talk a lot about the acoustics of the factory with its massively high ceilings, but just imagine what it must sound like in there! The rumbling and hissing and clunking ka-thunks of pipes and gears! The whirring of fabric being spun!

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The Onceler initially worked right alongside his employees, viewing the company as one big family. Making friendly chatter as the clickety clack of knitting needles filled the air.

When asked why he did this, well, why wouldn’t he? How was he supposed to run a business without knowing the people who did such hard work for him, much less sit idly by?

And besides, he was the one who invented this craft! He knows how to do things right around here.

That is, until one fateful day. The sun was setting, and most people had already left for the night. He could’ve sworn he fixed that finicky mess of a machine, or maybe tiredness had caught up to him.

But it only takes the smallest slip-up to get your arms caught in the gears and-

The Onceler shudders at the thought, slowly slipping off a glove to examine the scarred grooves and lines etched into his skin like wrought iron. Remembering the way his own shrieks and the sound of jamming gears reverberated through the room…....

No one spoke of that day. He made sure of it.

He became a lot more distant since then. A wakeup call that gradually changed the friendly guy who you’d almost forget was your boss, into Mister Onceler.

And the fact that he’s experienced firsthand how dangerous this place can be, yet it never gets resolved. He was able to save his own skin by taking a step back, but his workers are still at risk because he’d rather keep things as they are than pay for the costs it would take to redesign, rebuild, and reinstall everything.

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Some jobs involve the use of wings, which he had stolen repurposed and refined for company use, using a more standardized base. Different types of wings have a different shape and color, making them easily identifiable!

Pigeons: They handle mail and deliveries throughout the city! Sometimes tasked to work with PR and give urgent news before the press can get to it. If you know where to look, it's not uncommon to see them hanging around large events just in case things go south.

Falcons: Tracking the weather, optimizing flight routes, and dealing with birdwatchers (explained later) to ensure pigeons have a safe trip. Sometimes they'll be the ones to deliver important mail / info, since falcon wings are built for speed.

Canaries: Coming from the phrase “canary in a coalmine”, and named for their bright yellow wings (like how construction workers have those orange vests with shiny stripes), these are the repairmen of Thneed Inc. Sometimes tasked with repairing malfunctioning machinery in midair, and rescuing anyone that’s gotten caught.

Vultures: Garbage and waste disposal, smogulous smoke and schloppity schlopp. It’s not common, but if anyone dies on the job, they’re the ones that discreetly dispose of the body. Black wings / hat / gloves, the latter of which has red palms.

Woodpeckers: Sporting spotted wings, they survey the valley and plan out axe-hacker routes through the steep terrain. They also evaluate the quality of truffula wood, checking for bugs and mold.

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Pigeons and falcons used to be the same thing, as evidenced by how closely they work together, but over time they split into more specialized roles! I imagine during that transitional period, they were referred to as carrier pigeons and homing pigeons.

Each set of wings has its own ID number! A lot of bird-based terminology gets used and I love it so much it's so fun :D

There are big air vents set up all throughout the city for ease of flight, and there are little checkpoint towers for breaks during long trips. I imagine they've got an icebox with snacks and water in there, plus stuff like a medkit and a small radio.

Birdwatchers are thieves who track and intercept flights, often positioned near these air vents, using nets and such to down the bird and steal whatever they’re carrying / get information out of them.

Falcons have these talon-like attachments to their boots (inspired by Guardians of Ga'Hoole battle claws), for everything from added traction to divebombing a net to cut it open.

And it has a latch to pull the claws up if you're not using them, that way they don't make noise or scrape against the ground! The latch is on the inside of the boot (like the left side of the right boot, yknow the part where it curves in a little) so you can push it down with your other foot!

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The Mister Once-ler in Chief himself has these fancy custom-fitted peacock wings that are dark green and red w/ gold accents, plus a detachable long peacock train that can fwoosh out and everything!

They're mostly for show, but I imagine there being a secret escape route in the office for when things get too heated and he needs to dip out fast, gliding down a spiral stairwell.

Also he definitely has goggles on the brim of his hat steampunk style. AND the tuft on his lapel is actually a hidden microphone, based on this post!!

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As for Artic's design, I picture her in something like this!

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Artic’s been living in an apartment working the assembly line, gone without her wings for at least a year or two. Sometimes her back feels… Not necessarily itchy? Just this vague sense of discomfort, like she can almost feel exactly where her wings would sit on her back.

She has a habit of rolling and flexing her shoulders, and sometimes she finds herself making room for them even when they’re not there.

Her coworkers are human versions of old D&D OCs, as a way to give them new life and a fun little reference ouo!

Kreva isn't a bird but she's super strong, Faye's in the confneectionery department, Averran is part of Thneed Inc's legal team, Veil is a vulture, and Kav is a newly appointed canary! The latter being a reference to how Kav was originally an aasimar with glowy yellow wings ouo

(Also the last canary, the one that Kav is replacing? Yeah, they're kinda dead- Shoutout to the time my brain decided to fuckign jumpscare me with the mental image of a canary falling into machinery but before they get crushed the footage stops and it plays Amazing Grace)

There's this scene where Kav is passing through and Artic stops her to inspect her wings and boy she is FUMING at what that rat bastard did to HER invention-

The frames are too standardized, the sensors feel dulled, the stitching is- Ok well the stitching is phenomenal and the fabric is sturdy. BUT LOOK AT HOW THEY MASSACRED HER CHILD

She also has a habit of giving others flight tips and stuff like how to adjust the straps properly, which makes people wonder how on earth she knows all this

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One time they’re all drinking and hanging out, and Artic is staring longingly at a photo of the Onceler she keeps in a hidden pocket in her hat. The old Onceler. Her Onceler.

The others notice and they’re like “you knew the boss??????” and she rambles on about their time together and all the silly memories before everything went to shit. Artic voice I miss my friend Tails. I miss him a lot. I’ll be back

There's this scene of her dancing, using a pipe like a mic on a stand and having it roll off the inside of her wing like she’s dipping someone into a kiss- It’s not easy to make the wing curl in like that, but she describes it as like a flick of the wrist ouo

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The second the Onceler realizes where she is and that she’s been working for him, he immediately appoints her as a falcon. Because his prideful ass will never admit it, but she knows how the wings work better than anyone.

She could help with making the wings more efficient, and figuring out how different flight routes play to the strengths of different wings shapes. And it's an excuse to see her again-

They argue often, over accusations of delivery routes not being fast enough, poor air quality and how pollution is affecting the weather, safety violations, etc.

I’m picturing this scene where Artic accuses him of not taking this seriously, of not grasping the very real danger people are in because he doesn’t know what it’s like to be within an inch of your life.

And after she storms out, he glances at his arm. His expression is unreadable as he pulls off the green fabric to see what became of it.

These two know each other better than anyone else. Unfortunately, they hate each other

They’re basically bitter exes even though they never actually dated akfjsdf- I’m picturing her chewing him out about something but he’s clearly not listening, and he blows smoke in her face to interrupt her

He’s such a RAT HE’S A RATTT

And you already KNOW they call each other snarky petnames- The Onceler calling Artic firecracker is sooooooooo <3

There's this scene where she's in his office as the sun sinks towards the horizon. A regular occurrence by now; they always seem to be swapping quips and trying to get on each other's nerves, but lately it's been more quiet.

He's standing by the window, she's sitting on his desk, and there's something about the way her hair shines in the golden light filling the room that's just......... Beautiful. I mean. It's getting late, you should probably go.

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Eventually the two of them get into a scuffle which turns into a hate makeout sesh, but they find out that they've been holding onto old photos of each other and they're both so sentimental and aaauauauu...... You were right. I do need you.

They finally admit to how much they've missed each other. How much they love each other. And how sick and tired they are of pretending they don't care. Holding onto each other like it's all they have.

And the Onceler just bursts into tears. God, he's so sorry. For everything. For all the damage he's done and for everything he's gotten far too deep into. Was any of this worth it? If things keep going this way the whole valley could be dead. I can't do this alone, just- Just hold me and don't let go. Please.

Artic's there for him when no one else was, just like before. It's always been her. She reassures him that they can fix this, that everything's gonna be ok, but the Onceler asks how she's so sure.

We'll figure something out. We always do.

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AAAUGH and this scene of them flying together- The Onceler hasn't flown in a while so he's a bit rusty, but it isn't long until they're soaring over the city below and the way they twirl under the moonlight makes it look like they're dancing at the top of the world.

It's just a much-needed breath of fresh air. The softness of familiar company, without having to hide it under layers of sarcasm. Just letting themselves love each other.

The transition from petname (derogatory) to petname (affectionate) hhhhh- AND THEM USING THEIR OLD NICKNAMES FOR EACH OTHER. Artic calling him Ollie again.........

Also I have the mental image of Artic sitting on the Onceler’s arm and resting her chin on her hands on top of his head, kinda like this and I think it’s funny. Get perched on idiot

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But something that people haven’t really mentioned about the barren state of the valley is how that would make way for more extreme weather, like dust devils and flooding. (Note: The initial inspo for this was the end of the Biggering Storyboard, where to me it looks like there are dust devils in the distance ouo)

This HUGE flood happens that the city is not at all prepared for, so everybody works together to set up sandbags, evacuate people, get resources, and just minimize as much damage as possible.

Part of the factory gets busted up and fuckign explodes and Artic goes in to save someone (insert reference to the Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of Ga’Hoole fire scene), but in doing so her wings catch on fire-

There’s this BANGER scene in my head of Artic spinning way up into the sky, red flames against the dark blue-greens of the sky, before falling like a shooting star and plummeting into the muddy water flooding the streets.

The Onceler drags her outta there but her wings don’t work anymore (and they were prob a huge hazard in a storm like this anyways since they’re made of metal), so she takes them off and continues the work on foot.

Eventually the storm passes, pale yellow light shining through smoggy blue-gray clouds. Everything is silent save for the idle dripping of water.

The catastrophe is over, and by this point everyone realizes that all this would never have happened if it weren’t for the damage the Onceler has done to the environment, so they’re all after his ass lmao-

BUT the last tree never got cut down, so perhaps there’s still hope. Efforts are made to rebuild everything that got damaged, and regrow everything that was lost. Woodpeckers are now tasked with tracking the valley's regrowth, checking on all the little saplings.

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Artic and the Onceler sitting under a truffula tree as the valley regrows.

Him singing, hands gliding over the strings of his old guitar. The one that started it all. Feeling a fluttering in his chest as Artic joins in, the way their voices complement each other perfectly. Oh, how he missed her......

The song ends with one final strum, easing into a peaceful silence as they sit there in the shade. Listening to the birds chirping in the distance and the gentle rustling of untouched tufts in the breeze.

The Onceler leans back with his eyes closed, taking a deep breath of fresh air. A hand brushes over his and he instinctively holds it with a light squeeze. He turns to see Artic smiling at him with such a softness in her eyes, sweet as a memory. We made it.

There is hope. And despite everything that's happened, despite everything we've been through, it's gonna be alright after all <3

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SO HERE’S THE PLAYLIST I’VE GOT SO FAR :D

So What: Their falling out from the Onceler's perspective. Storming off in a huff, determined to prove Artic wrong. To prove everyone wrong! He doesn't need her anyways! He's gonna do great, actually, and if she doesn't wanna be on the right side of progress then that's her own darn fault!

Fame < Infamy: This song represents that middle point between the gray and the green, so to speak. When things are just getting started and he's getting his first taste of things going his way. How he prioritizes his sprouting business over his relationships, reveling in the success and setting his sights ever higher. "The kid was alright, but it went to his head"

Biggering: The classic, the legend, the song which needs no introduction :D

Don't Mess With Me: A man reveling in his newfound power and desperate to be taken seriously now that things are finally going his way, but the lightness of the song (and the random mention of dinosaurs and even the name of the song itself) betrays that he might not be as cool and tough as he makes himself out to be.

No Place Like Home: THIS. THISSSS. If I had to choose a main theme for the AU, it would be THIS. IT’S SOOOO THEM IT’S EVERYTHING. This song was one of the big initial inspirations for the AU and I'm gonna make another post just goign crazyinsane over the lyrics BECAUSE IT'S SOOOOOOOOO

Devil in Disguise: This is of the songs I imagine Artic dancing to like that scene with the metal pipe ouo

Attention: Just kiss already

Toxic: JUST KISS ALREADYYYYY

House of Memories: The Onceler's regret for everything that happened between him and Artic and just wanting to go back to how things were. Both of them finally admitting their feelings for each other, how much they need each other. "WILL YOU REMEMBER ME IN THE SAME WAY / BECAUSE I REMEMBER YOU" EXPLODES AND DIES FOREVER. No one else understands me like you do, can we try again.....?

Vegas Lights: What if we were friends-turned-enemies-turned-lovers and we flew around the city at night, feeling the wind in your hair as you look down at all the lights dotting the ground below, and we rose into the air dancing under the moonlight....... And we kissed......... Haha jk jk. Unless? "We gotta be starting something / would you change it if you could?"

Glad You Came: Ok this song just sounds magical and they're just happy to be in each other's company and they trust each other and aaaaaa <3

My Love Mine All Mine: Artic and the Onceler all cuddled up with moonlight shining through the window and she thinks he's asleep so she starts singing this........ And her eyes are closed and the Onceler looks up to see her singing and her hair glows in the moonlight and ouhg......... <3

The Phoenix: The rising tide of the flood and fabric crackling in the heat. Our time is running out, but we can still make things right. How? We'll figure something out. We always do.

Underneath the Sycamore: This song just feels like a deep breath, relaxing your shoulders for the first time in forever. We made it. We really made it. And the softness they have for each other now........ They really do know each other better than anyone ouo

[anewkindofme]

Wishing to go to Disney while watching TVD made me wonder of Damon taking Stefan to disney. Is his in either state he’d probably be having the time of his life and Damon is capturing the moment because is getting to be a ‘kid his age’ to say. And if its m2d AU, Enzo and Damon probably are the type of parents who argues about the line beings too long and things being overpriced (I’m imagining them as the ‘Every parent at Disney’ meme)

Just a random thought I had

Stefan would have so much fun at Disney. I feel like at first he'd be all "We don't have to go, it's for kids..." and then get there and have the time of his life with all the rides and food. I think he'd also appreciate the little details, like wanting to know how the rides operate and work, so Damon has to Google it on his cellphone OR Stefan is bugging the cast members to explain it to him. But Damon is just "Ya know what...makes him happy...so..."

I think of Denzo, Damon would have the least amount of fun. He likes seeing his baby brother happy but yeah, the lines are way too long, it's crowded and everyone is just far too happy. Whereas it's not a trip Enzo would choose, but he enjoys it. If they went to Disney World and to EPCOT, I think they'd enjoy that a lot because there's not just drinking around the world but there's a lot of more "adult stuff" to do that kids will also enjoy.

The two probably bitch and moan about prices...but then end up buying Stefan every little thing he even looks at. Doesn't even have to ask but he's like "Oh, that Tigger t-shirt is cute" and Damon's buying it. Enzo buys him all the food. My parents say when we went to Disney when I was a kid, any time me or my brother started fussing, they'd just give us a snack. That combined with food being Enzo's love language in my fics, he'd just be feeding Stefan left and right.

Ultimately, as annoying Damon finds it, when he carries a sleepy, sugar drunk Stefan out of the park, he finds it adorable and wants to keep him there forever because he drops so young and is adorable. Plus, he loves seeing Stefan happy.

I see it as a once every few years, maybe even once a decade, kind of trip for them. They enjoy it, Stefan has a great time, but they also like going to different places.

[heythrrdelilah]

Going The Distance || Timothée Chalamet x OC ||part 1

A/N- this is based on a dream I had the only difference is the OC and the fact the OC didn’t have a kid. In the dream I had my daughter who at the time hadn’t been born yet( she’s two weeks old now) but I hope you guys like this. It’s up on Wattpad already with three parts. I don’t normally do oc on here but I thought it more fitting since it was based on a dream. REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Warnings- language, fans dislike, possibility of smut in the future

Pairing- famous!timothee x non-famous!OC

I woke up to the sound of rain against the balcony attached to my hotel room. I turn to my phone and see the time was just five minutes before seven in the morning. I remembered that i had set an alarm for two minutes before seven in order to get a guardians of the galaxy ride group. I rolled over in the large bed i had to myself with my phone in hand and refreshed the screen for a good two minutes in order to snag the boarding group. Unfortunately, they went too fast and I couldn’t snag a boarding group. It didn’t crush me, as i work at disney and could try again at any point, i just never had any luck from what i remembered. I turned over and got a bit more sleep until my alarm went off again at eight in the morning.

After doing my makeup and getting dressed, I made my way down to the lobby of the Grand Floridian and searched for a Starbucks. When I discovered that the line was too long for my liking, I decided to just go to the one inside the park. I walked over to the monorail, wasting no time as I could see the line waiting for the monorail was long. While I waited, I scrolled through Instagram and before I knew it, it was time to board.

When I got to the connections cafe (another name for the park starbucks), I realized the line was too long. I took this as a sign to go spend a few bucks (and not use my reward points) and go to Joffrey’s Coffee. I stood in the relatively short line and browsed on my phone. The barista calls for next in line, me. I order my black iced coffee with three shots of hazelnut. I go to pull my credit card out but the barista stops me, “the gentlemen ahead of you paid.” I scrunched my brow in confusion. I looked behind me and there was a family behind me. “I’ll pay for theirs then,” I stated, pulling out a twenty dollar bill and giving it to the barista. She smiled and points to the pick up side. I walk over and turn to my phone once again.

“Did you just pay for their drinks?” I heard a mama voice come up beside me. I’m a rather shy person, and I would feel awkward looking up just to say yes. So I just nod, “paying it forward. Someone paid for mine.” The barista called out two names, one of them being mine because my order was so simple. I walked up to the window and grabbed my coffee. “They were a family you are one person. The point was for me to pay for the pretty woman’s coffee so she didn’t have to pay anything,” the voice continued at the window and followed me off to the side. “Well thank you-“ I started but stopped as my eyes wandered up to his face. Dark curls, ice blue almost green eyes, and chiseled jawline. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and black cargo type shorts. I couldn’t believe my eyes. “I appreciate the coffee,” I finished, starting to walk away so that he didn’t feel like I was lingering like a fan.

He followed, “don’t thank me. I caused you to pay double. You have a good heart.” I shrugged and sipped my coffee, “it’s just what’s right. I hope you enjoy your day at epcot!” I began to walk again but he followed, “I didn’t catch your name.” I decided then to stop walking away, as he was the one approaching me I already didn’t seem like a crazy fan. “I’m Delilah,” I answer with a smile. It’s hard to look at him in the eyes so I look at his thick eyebrows. He smiled, “I’m Timothée. If you’re busy or in a hurry I get it.” He hinted at the fact I was walking away twice. I felt a blushing smile creep up and I suppressed it quickly, “Im not. I just didn’t want to be a bother.” He smiled down at me and shook his head, “you’re not a bother I mean, I’m the one that is talking to you.”

I look over at the group of guys he was with as they laughed at something the other had said. I turned back to Timothée, “looks like your friends are ready to get a move on.” Timothée shrugged, “they can wait. I’m talking to you. Speaking of though, do you maybe want to join us? We have one of those tour guides.” I raise my brows in shock, “you met me in line like 10 minutes ago and you want me to join your vip tour?” He shrugged, “yeah. I do. You seem pretty. Pretty cool.” I shook my head and looked him up and down, “is this the same line you give all the girls at NYU and Coachella?” He threw his hands up in defense, a smile creeping up on his face. He ran his tongue along the inside of his lip, “touché. So you are a fan because you know all of this. No I haven’t used any lines. Most of the time they throw themselves at me. You’re different. I have to find out what it is.”

I rolled my eyes, “I am a fan yes but you don’t have to be to know all of that information. Plus, I never said I wasn’t a fan. I just didn’t freak out like you’d expect me to. I don’t get Star struck.” He laughed and nodded, “okay touché again. So, is that a yes?” I nod once and follow him to his group. His friends looked at us as we walked up. Timothee was quick to introduce everyone. His friend Jake had come along with two of Jakes friends, timothee had just met them a week prior. They all politely waved as he introduced me. “Actually Timmy, we really don’t need the VIP thing today. Do you mind if we take off?” Jake and Timothée shared a look that I couldn’t put my finger in exactly what it meant. Timothée nods and does a handshake with the guys before they walk off. “I guess it’s just us,” he rubbed the back of his neck turning to me.

“That looked planned,” I laughed, looking at the VIP tour guide woman, who nodded along with me. “It wasn’t. I swear,” Timothée laughed. “Well then it’s shitty for your friends to just ditch you,” I retort. He shrugged, “we’ve been together all week. I’ll be fine.”

The tour woman, a short woman with curly blonde hair in a perfect pony tail, introduced herself to me and we started the day. “So, where are we off to first?” She asked with a smile. Timothée looked to me, “where to?” I motioned towards spaceship earth. We got a quick backstage tour and were brought to the front of the line. “So where are you visiting from?” He asked as we climbed into our seat. “I actually live here. I’m the parks one of many media managers,” I answered, placing my bag between my feet. The ride started and after a few “what if the animatronics were alive” jokes, the ride came to an end. We met up with the tour guide at the exit and began walking to test track.

“So basically you help run the commercials and social media posts. That’s cool!” He exclaimed after I told him the details of my job. “Yeah. How about you? I mean where are you visiting from? You have a ton of movies coming out next year I thought you’d be too busy to come here,” I questioned, looking up at him as we walk. He laughed, “I do. Some of them were filmed a year or two ago. I just finished one and about to start filming for dune part two in about a week from today. I’m not a Disney person or theme park but Tyler convinced me to tag along with him and his friends. I actually have been having a lot of fun.” I felt my phone sound off a text tone and checked it quickly. It was my best friend and neighbor.

Chey: hey I’ll be off at 5. I’ll meet you at figment at 6. I brought a change of clothes lol

Me: yeah sounds good!

“So Dune part 2, that’s filmed in the same place Star Wars was over in Jordan right?” I ask, putting my phone in my pocket. He nods and shakes his hand, “kind of. The first one was. We are doing some scenes there but the rest will be in LA using a green screen. We will probably spend a week total in Jordan if we do everything right.” I couldn’t help but wonder if it was because of the harsh environment. We were lead through the building, Maria, our tour guide, answering questions we had along the way. Then we rode the ride. Timothée didn’t trust me when I said for him to hold onto the hat he had put on before the ride, so he had to use quick reflexes to catch it when the car sped up.

The heat had picked up a bit as we walked outside of the building. The summer heat I was used to, but Timothée was not. “Is there somewhere we can get a cold drink?” He asked Sarah. She smiled nodding, “any water, pretzels, Mickey ice cream and popcorn are complimentary to your VIP. I can take you to a stand.” She began walking us towards the world showcase. Right before where the paths split, there was a stand selling waters with the ice cream bars and a pretzel warmer to the side. The cast member smiled widely as we walked up, she must recognize Timothée because it wasn’t a normal customer service smile, even for Disney. She remained professional and gave us water and a pretzel that we agreed to share because it was large and we hadn’t even gotten to world showcase yet.

“Which way do you like to go?” Sarah asked me. I laughed, “is there any other right answer? Mexico of course.” She smiled nodding, “correct.” We began walking to the Mexico pavillion. “They have a margarita stand?” Timothée asked, downing his water and throwing it away. “Want one?” He asked, heading towards the line. I raised a brow, “trying to get me drunk, chalamet?” He laughed, “totally. No.” I laughed, nudging his arm, “yeah but I’m paying.” He shook his head, “I was supposed to pay for your coffee. This I got.” I shrugged, “we will see.” As we ordered and the cashier told us the price, I double clicked my watch to pull up the Apple wallet and pressed it to the card reader quickly. “No receipt thanks,” I smiled and wait for our drinks. “Not fair. That was too quick! I owe you lunch now,” he argued. I shook my head, “no. How’s the lemon?” I sipped my lime margarita.

We decided to look out at the showcase while we drank the drinks and talked. We got to know each other quite well, asking random quick questions. “So, are you not worried about someone snapping a photo of us and getting the wrong idea?” I asked as we stepped onto the boat ride. He scrunched his brows, “and what would be the ‘wrong idea’?“ He put air quotes around the last two words. As the ride began moving, I couldn’t help but notice his arm resting behind me on the long seat. Coincidental, him just getting comfortable for a soothing ride. “I just mean, you know how people are. They see someone famous in public, like Disney, with someone of the opposite sex and next thing you know the headline of Deuxmoi is ‘Timothée chalamet and mystery nobody on a Disney date’ or something,” I laughed. He furrowed his brows at me as the ride started moving, “why would that be a bad thing?” I placed a finger to my lips to shush him so people around us could enjoy the ride without us talking.

“I don’t have that many fans. I doubt there are even two here. If you’re so worried,” he mentioned as we exit the attraction. I shrugged, “I’m not worried but I mean, you’re you. You don’t need any more nasty rumors. Especially after the chlamydia rumors.” He shook his head, “I’m going to be straight with you, I’m not the best when it comes to reputation. I’m all cleared up from that stuff. But I don’t have the best… past. Most rumors you hear about me are true. Honestly it’s not as many people as the rumors say though. It was like 10 girls at NYU and three at Coachella. I just, I feel like I need to be honest with you.” I raised my brows and looked at him, “I appreciate the honesty. I’m not one to judge because I have a past of my own of similar instances.” It was true. He was brave for sharing this with someone he had just met, so if he trusted me, I could trust him.

We walked over to norway next. “This is your ancestors territory. Let’s try a treat.” He walked over to the bakery line, Sarah following us laughing. “It like a small percent of my ancestry but I’ll never say no to a treat,” I laughed. The line was rather long so we talked about our families to pass the time. His sister is an actress as well and I’ve even been watching her HBO show without even knowing it was his sister, but now that I know, the resemblance is uncanny. He learned that I came from a not so great background. Raising my brothers while homeless and taking care of my drug addicted parents. His dad is from France, I already knew, and his mom was a dancer. He had a pretty privileged childhood. His exs all were daughters of celebrities and most of his friends grew up like him. I already knew this would be a struggle in our friendship if it continues outside of this day.

“One Kringla and two Viking coffees,” Timothée ordered. I clicked my watch but he knew this time. He gripped my wrist, and despite him being honey, he was strong. He used his other hand to fish out his wallet from his pocket and give over his credit card. When she gave him the receipt, he released my wrist. “Unfair!” I exclaimed, smacking his shoulder. He shook his head with a smirk, “I don’t want to hear anything about unfair from you when you pulled the stunt at the margarita stand.” I made a mental note to pay for something else later as the cast member gave us our drinks and chocolate topped kringla. Sarah led us to a corner of Norway pavillion that wasn’t too populated so that we could enjoy our stuff in peace.

“I didn’t know these were alcoholic I’m so sorry. Please don’t think I’m trying anything,” Timothée attested the minute he took a drink of the Viking coffee. The look in his face was worry and embarrassment combined. I laughed, “I knew. That doesn’t mean I’m trying anything either, though. I just like this drink.” We shared some of the kringla and finished our drinks. As I went to throw away our cups, I pulled Sarah to the side. “Think we could get him to meet a princess?” I laughed. She looked back at an unsuspecting Timothée and turned back to me, “totally. I got this.” She waited for him to walk over from washing his hands and smiled, “so we are going to get in line for my personal favorite attraction here in Norway. I’ll make it a surprise though.” She lead us over to where Anna and Elsa were meeting. As VIP we were able to skip the line. When Timothée spotted the photo ops he laughed. “Alright good one guys,” he laughed towards us and waved at the women. They were graciously talking to him about Olaf and then snapped a photo. He insisted I get in a photo with him at least once. “This next attraction is an actual attraction,” Sarah laughed pointing to the frozen ride line.

“So, if you like roller coasters, you’ll have to go to universal at some point. Don’t tell my bosses this but I prefer universal over Disney,” I laughed as we sat down in Germany for lunch. Timothée nodded, “okay. I’ll make a call to my agent and see if I have time this trip. To extend my trip. Only if, you can get off work for the next few days.” I raised my brows, “are you sure you want to spend so much time with me? You did just meet me. I am a handful of annoyance at times.” He laughed shaking his head, “so far you’re not annoying. I’ll take my chances.” The waiter came over and took our orders.

“So what hotel are you staying at?” I asked as we made our way to the France pavilion. “Grand Floridian,” he responded. I raised my brows in shock, “small world. I’m staying there too.” He scrunched his face in confusion, “I thought you lived here?” I nodded. Not everyone understands Disney or Theme Park culture. We like staying in the hotels on occasion so we get the vacation feeling. “It’s a staycation. It’s a theme park adult thing. It’s like treating ourselves. I’m only staying until the morning though,” I answered as we stepped into France. “Look your people,” I teased nudging him. He laughed, “guess I should start speaking French, right? But I too am only staying until the morning. Speaking of-“ he turned to Sarah and she brought us to a quiet area. He pulled out his phone and started speaking to someone. He walked far enough away from us that I couldn’t hear him.

“So my agent says I have time to push back a few more days so she’s changing my flight as we speak,” he stated as he returned. I felt a twinge of excitement creep upon my face. “So, what hotels are good at universal?” He asked, pulling out his phone. We found a bench to sit at in the middle of the pavilion. “Portifino. It’s their top deluxe resort. It’s my favorite. I have a passholder discount you can use there too if you want. You get express passes when you stay, but I don’t think you’ll need it because they’ll want someone to escort you around,” I respond, taking his phone and typing in the website. “Okay cool, no need for tour discount but help me book it miss expert,” he states, getting close enough on the bench to rest his head on my shoulder to look at his phone. I felt butterflies in my stomach and tried hard to ignore them. I’ve seen interviews, he does this with all of his friends.

“No get two rooms or two beds. Two beds,” he states as I clicked onto a single bed room. I remembered he brought his friend, “oh yeah I forgot about Jake and his buddies.” He shook his head at me, “I texted them to see if they wanted to stay but they have things to do in New York tomorrow when they get back. I figured if express passes or whatever you should have the opportunity to have that too so that you’re not waiting in line while I’m already done with the rides.” I shook my head, “I have express after four. Plus, you’ll have a VIP guide. You’ll be able to do things before I get there anyways.” He shook his head again, “no offense to Sarah, but I don’t want to do a VIP tour around the parks. I want to enjoy genuine time with… the parks. Go through the queues, you know? So book a room. Stay there with me. This way you don’t have to drive to the park every day.” I shook my head at him, “it’s okay. Seriously.”

“Just get a second room. I know sharing a room might be weird for you,” he argued. “It’s not that. Two beds is fine but I’m paying for food from here on out,” I gave in. I clicked on the two bed room and pulled my wallet out from my bag. I was giving the passholder discount regardless if he liked it or not. I allowed him to place his credit card information and the hotel was booked. We then rode the Ratatouille ride and move on to The UK for some fish and chips as a snack.

“So we are heading over figment after this right?” I asked Sarah. She nodded. It was perfect timing. “I was supposed to meet my best friend after she gets off work. That’s in ten minutes. She texted that she’s on her way to figment actually. I’ll see you around,” I waved as we reached the ride while I explained. Timothée grabbed my wrist and dropped it quickly, “she can join us.” I shook my head, “I wouldn’t want to impose. Or make you feel like a third wheel.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He handed it to me, “put your number in so I know you’re not bailing on me tomorrow. Maybe we can all meet up for drinks tonight even. Since we are staying at the same hotel anyways.” after typing my number into his phone, handing it back to him, I walked away, “maybe.”

Cheyenne was sitting in front of the building for figment, standing up when she saw me. “Who was that?” She asked immediately. I turned to glance at Timothée who was standing in the distance on the phone, “you won’t believe me if I told you. Let’s go journey our imagination.” I walked into the ride queue. “Who was it? Here I was thinking you were alone most of the day which is why I came after my busy work day. Then I find you walking around with a mystery man rich enough for a VIP guide?” She smacked my arm. I shrugged, “maybe you’ll see later. For now I’d like to keep the mystery. You were able to get into the room okay?” She nods once, “I have to be up early for work tomorrow so it’s nice being able to just take the monorail versus driving through Orlando traffic. My boss let me park my car in cast member parking overnight.” I shrugged, “you never have to thank me.”

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When we got back to the hotel, it was about eight in the evening. We only stayed in the park for two hours after figment and got dinner. We walked through the grounds to our building and then to our room. I let cheyenne have the shower first, which she went for the minute we walked through the door. I lay on the bed and check my phone. Timothée had texted me almost half an hour ago.

Unknown: the guys and I are heading to trader sams I think it’s called. It’s over at a different resort. If you two want to come we would love that.

Me: cheyenne has work in the morning.

Unknown: oh okay! You guys don’t have to drink. If you want just come hang out!

Me: I’ll see you tomorrow

I saved his number in my phone and rolled over to turn the tv on. I watched an episode of supernatural that was on tv before cheyenne was out of the shower. I took a quick shower and returned to bed. “So who is Timothée. Is he the guy you were hanging out with? I love that your phone autocorrects that name to be like Timothée chalamet. You talk about that guy too much if you’re phones doing that,” cheyenne tossed me my phone. I threw my pillow at her, “don’t snoop! But yeah… so he is Timothée Chalamet.” She went into a laughing fit, “yeah. Right. Funny joke. Seriously though who was that? They want us to go meet up with them but you turned them down.” I shrugged my shoulders, “I told you earlier you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” She pushed herself off the bed, rummaging through her backpack. I asked what she was doing as she began to change back out of pajamas. “Well I don’t believe you. So, if it is Timothée chalamet, you won’t try to stop me going to find proof at trader sams,” she answered. She threw me my shorts and a t-shirt from my suitcase. “I already took my makeup off. You have work in the morning,” I argued. She rolled her eyes, “I knew it wasn’t Timothée.” I shrugged and scrolled through my Disney app. I went to my photo pass section and waved her over. She sat next to me on the bed. I scrolled through the Anna and Elsa photos along with the ride photos that all automatically get saved into the app.

Her eyes widened and she smacked my arm causing a large stinging sensation, “you’re telling me you’ve been hanging out with Timothée chalamet all day and you didn’t think to tell me about it? And you rejected him for drinks? Was he an asshole?” I shook my head. She failed to think that if he was an asshole I wouldn’t have stayed with him all day, but this was crazy news so her thoughts were clouded. “I am genuinely tired. You have work and we already got un-ready for the day. Plus, I’m spending a two more days with him at universal,” I let out as she began putting her pajamas back on. “So that’s why you texted him that you’ll see him tomorrow,” she realized, sitting back down on the bed. “Yes. Now, let’s go to bed. I’ll tell you all about it when we wake up,” I rolled over and turned off the lights, not giving her time to argue.

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[luvblushed]

I’m an insane Girl Interrupted, Gone Girl, maniac sad girl type when I’m being mistreated… but if someone treats me well I’m the softest, most love-struck, ultra romantic, Disney princess and that’s what most men don’t understand.

The insanity is in there, but you have to do some seriously cruel and thoughtless shit to bring it out.

At my core I just want to be sweet and goofy and have fun with someone who cherishes me and actually pays attention to what I think and say. The next person I date will give me princess treatment at all times because anyone who doesn’t from this point forward is automatically nexted. They’ll probably never believe how dark I can get because they’ll never see it.

I’ll starve that part of me until it shrivels up and dies, somehow, I’ll find a way. I’ll do most of the work. All I need is someone who doesn’t pour fertilizer and water onto that nasty little seed. All I need is someone who helps me plant flowers in the spot where my bitterness once grew.

I was the pure and sweet replacement for my ex’s “crazy ex” in high school. Now his rebound gf will hear stories about how “crazy” I am. What I wish I realized as a teenager is that this would become a pattern for HIM. He’s the common denominator here and he seems to be attracted to women with mental health issues because of their vulnerability, even if subconsciously, because it allows him to play the victim even if he can’t control us in the end.

I hope he enjoys his drugs and porn and bad decisions. I hope he has the life he deserves.

I know that soon I will find my love who will take me shopping and not act like he’s actively dying when I take too long. He’ll be joking around with me like we’re teenagers who just started getting permission to hang out at the mall. We’ll travel together and he’ll make dinner reservations and help me moisturize after a day at the beach and a long shower.

He’ll stick little love notes in my coat pocket and find my response in his shoe. He’ll come home with flowers and keep one in a little vase on his desk so he knows when they’ve wilted and it’s time to get more. He won’t act like I’m the most annoying person to ever live when my autistic habits pop out and I NEED too see every corner of EPCOT before I can relax and have dinner.

He’ll happily try all my new cookie recipes and rave to his friends about how creative and skilled I am. He’ll cook for me regularly, not just on special occasions, but because he wants me to miss his cooking when we’re apart like he misses mine. He won’t yell at my cat. He won’t find my strong sense of Justice obnoxious; he’ll love my passion and be proud to have a compassionate partner. He’ll improve my finances instead of ruining them.

He’ll lovingly tease me when I hyper fixate on a craving but it’s out of the way. We’ll have fun when we do errands together instead of arguing. He won’t try to make me feel stupid because he’s intimidated by my intelligence. We’ll go to farmers markets on the weekends and to the gym and fitness classes on week days. If we take a road trip he’ll find my desire to walk around little towns and go to fruit stands, and antique shops, and tiny little museums, endearing.

He won’t dismiss any piece of media or art that I love just because it’s not his usual preference. He’ll take me to dinner because he wants to spoil me and see me smile, not because he wants other men to think he’s cool. Most importantly he will NEVER choose any vice over me, not porn, not alcohol, not even video games.

[thedisneychef]

Disney Cruise Lines Inspired Pina Colada Bread Pudding Recipe

I recently discovered that I love bread pudding. Like a lot. Of course, I made this discovery at Disney after having far too much banana bread pudding at Tusker House’s character breakfast… And too many pots of English bread pudding at Earl of Sandwich… And staying at the Polynesian and smelling the awesome bread pudding every day for a week… Anyway, when I got back, I had a serious craving for bread pudding. When I came across the pina colada  bread pudding recipe, something that combines my love of coconuts and pineapples, along with a bit of alcohol, I made creating this recipe a priority. More Delicious Recipes You Will Love: - Penne Alla Vodka – Mama Melrose’s Ristorante Italiano - Pollo A Las Rajas – San Angel Inn - Pop Century – A Pop Culture Blast From The Past! Seriously, what doesn’t sound amazing about pina colada anything, much less pina colada bread pudding? My mouth is watering just typing this… I made this recipe exactly as written, to the letter, even the custard sauce (which as anybody who reads this blog can tell you is something that constantly gives me trouble). I love that this is one of those recipes that I just adored making, from start to finish. I loved the smell in the kitchen, I loved working with all the ingredients, I loved how it all came together, I loved sneaking bites of it before it was cooked all the way, and I love, love, loved the end result. This tasted exactly like I hoped it would, sweet and coconuty, soft with a little crunch… Just perfect. I did use canned pineapple as opposed to fresh, but that’s directly tied to the fact that I hate cutting pineapple. I just made sure to use crushed pineapple and I drained it really, really well. I wondered while I was making it if I should add shredded coconut to the mixture for an extra bump of coconut, but I’m glad I didn’t. Bread pudding is so much about texture and consistency that I think the coconut would have been a bit much, though adding a splash of coconut or rum extract (or both) would be a great way to bump up those flavors if one wanted something more pronounced. It kept in the fridge really well, even reheated beautifully. I actually wish I had thought to freeze some (as opposed to eating the whole dish in a few days… No, I’m not proud of it, but I did it) because I bet it would have done well in the freezer as well. I’ve heard of people making the whole dish the night before a big breakfast and then just baking it the next morning, which I think is absolutely brilliant and I can only imagine how awesome it would taste with an entire night marinating and soaking up all those juices. Yes, as per usual the custard sauce defeated me a bit… It was runnier than it should have been. By a lot. But despite not looking like it should have, it still tasted phenomenal. I also may have over-browned (aka burned) some of the bread when I had it in the broiler, but since you can’t see it in the pictures, I admit to nothing. A new favorite breakfast recipe?  You win again, Disney. ~~~~  °o°  ~~~~ In addition to the delicious food and recipes, Disney World is also known for its unique dining experiences, such as character dining and themed restaurants. Whether you want to have breakfast with Mickey Mouse, dine in a replica of a sci-fi drive-in theater at Hollywood Studios, or enjoy a meal with an ocean view at the Coral Reef Restaurant in Epcot, there's something for everyone. And with the help of Recipes Today and the How to Make category, you can even recreate some of these magical dining experiences in your own home. So why not start planning your next Disney-inspired meal or dining experience today? Read the full article

[twodragonsflying]

Star Wars Characters at Disney World

Clone Wars Era Friends

Anakin and Padmé bring their kids to Disney world on a family vacation. Padmé is the type of mom that has their days planned out perfectly and Anakin just goes along with it. He does almost get into a few fights with people who cut in line but Padmé is able to calm him down.

Assuming this is a situation where the characters were plucked out of their own alternate reality and put into an alternate reality of ours, They have to keep him as far away from the Star Wars parts as possible or else he would pick fights with Kylo Ren and Darth Vader. Because him and his family turn to the Darkside? That’s crazy why would these people accuse him of that? (No that doesn’t make sense, but it’s funny.)

Luke and Leia probably argue on where they want to go and what they want to do. Luke is more interested in meeting characters where is Leia is more interested in riding rides but Padmé works it out for the both of them.

Anakin and Padmé definitely wear those matching bride and groom Mickey and Minnie ears at some point cause that’s adorable and of course they would.

Of course, I have not yet mentioned that Ahsoka, Rex, Cody, and Obi-Wan joined them on this trip. For the most part they’re in their own little group because big groups tend to make things more complicated. Sometimes they hand the kids off to each other.

Ahsoka wants to ride the biggest rides there are and Rex goes with her even though there are different things he’d like to do. It’s more about spending time with family to him.

Obi-Wan would have a lot of fun at the epcot wine and food festival. Makes sense, considering he’s had to deal with Anakin for half his life. Cody is just there to supervise him and everyone else.

Anakin and Ahsoka do join up one day to be absolute nightmares together. They don’t get kicked out of the park, but that’s not to say they didn’t come close.

BobaVader

(Set in an alternate universe from the first one lol)

Vader and Boba go together to get away. Darth Vader of course is unable to wear anything other than his suit. So through Disney World you see this big cyborg with a breathing problem wearing Ahsoka themed Minnie Mouse ears holding hands with a fairly normal, but also weirdly familiar looking guy. They are of course accompanied by two stormtroopers.

Vader just wants to ride the dumbos and the haunted mansion. Boba Fett wants to ride space mountain until he passes out. They work it out.

Vader also really really enjoys talking to the princesses. They’re just so nice and non-judgmental. Like he knows that’s their job, but it’s a breath of fresh air.

They have a good time, Boba has the foresight to keep a Vader as far away from it’s a small world as possible

Thranto

(this one could be set in either of the above universe is and it’s funny either way.)

Thrawn is the most annoying person at Disney World. He walks through the entire park, goes through every single one of the cues for every single one of the rides and character meet and greets and shows. And the entire time he’s there just looks at tiny details and evaluates the art. He also has very in-depth lectures or discussions that keep the cast members, both character actors and otherwise, very confused. There comes a point where Eli is genuinely starting to worry that Thrawn is preparing a preemptive strike against Disney.

“Oh don’t worry Eli I’m simply interested in all of the little details that go into making this “the most magical place on Earth” as they say.”

“Normally when you care about small details like that it means that you’re going to declare war against them.”

“Nonsense, why would I declare war against Disney World?”

“WHY WOULD YOU BE HAPPY WHEN SMALL WORLD BREAKS DOWN WITH YOU ON IT?!?!”

Oh yeah, about that. When they were on it’s a small world it broke down. And Thrawn enjoyed that like a crazy person. Eli was trying very hard to ram his head into Thrawn’s shoulder the entire time.

But for the most part it was pretty fun. Thrawn had the best time at galaxy’s edge. After all, he had been to black spire outpost before and the detail that they put into the park made it look exactly like the real thing. It was just like being back there without the hostility. And he tried to have a deep and intellectual conversation with Kylo Ren but quickly realized that that wasn’t going to work out. (Actually truth be told I’m pretty sure he freaked out the cast member because he figured out personal details about him that he shouldn’t have been able to figure out)

Depending on the universe, either Anakin or Vader is there at the same time. If it’s a Anakin, they stop and talk for a while and grab lunch together. If it’s Vader they pretend they do not see.

DinLuke and Family

(Set in an entirely different universe.)

Luke has Disney bounds and bucket hats galore. The entire family does actually because he got them all matching bucket hats. Han pouts about that. Ben looses his.

Grogu is very spoiled. He has his little ears sticking out the sides of the hat. He gets snacks all over the parks. And just imagine with me for a second him in a stroller. And if he’s not in the stroller he’s chasing the ducks around. The Princesses adore him so much, who wouldn’t. They are essentially that little picture perfect family going to Disney World.

And then there’s Han, Chewie, Leia, and Ben. Leia is also very organized but Han and Chewie sneak away from her several times, sometimes they bring the kid, sometimes they don’t. Sometimes they bring the kid and then pass him off to Din and Luke. When that happens, Luke calls Leia immediately to make sure she knows where her child is.

Leia, when not stressed out about her unruly child and Ben, has diplomatic conversations with the princesses.

Ben has fun no matter who he’s with. He loves the Pirates of the Caribbean and Jungle cruise. He was very upset to find out that he was too short to ride Space Mountain. But he was able to ride mission space and soarin’, those are fun. When he and Grogu are together they terrorize all those who come in contact with them.

[lokeanwelcomingcommittee]

Hallå 😊 i have a quick question about Loki correspondences.. i live in Florida, and we have many little lizards that run around our property and even at work, so I'm used to seeing them around. But a couple weeks ago I had Loki stuck on my brain, and i was sitting on the sidewalk when a lizard darted out and stared at me for a hot minute, and my brain just kinda went "huh.. i wonder if Loki is associated with lizards cuz they're similar to snakes in a way", and i was wondering if that's just completely asinine or if other people associate the two as well

Lizard correspondence anon again- I'm sorry i forgot this part- but i also for some reason think of an eye jutting out from the darkness when i think of Loki, but not in an intimidating or mean way, just like.. mysterious and wary, but watchful. Does that line up with him/other people's experiences, or is that just my mind making stuff up?

Hey anon. Historically I can't think of any connection, so while of course that doesn't make it wrong or rule out them being a sign or something that reminds you of him. Being discerning and keeping in mind some of the circumstances that you've already mentioned, such as whether this ends up happening more than once (especially in a situation where you weren't already thinking about him), digging a bit more into why you might make that association and also considering the circumstances are as always best practices: for instance, given the amount of lizards you probably see (former Floridian here), I might be hesitant to rely on them as a sign on their own just due to the fact that you see so many, but if you had a specific type of lizard in mind or some other more specific criteria, that might not be as much of an issue. The link above has similar advice and tips along those lines-- I could certainly see reasons you might connect him with lizards, so IMO it's not at all ridiculous; there are just some additional aspects that might be worth considering.

Speaking of additional, the advice above could certainly also go for the Mystery Eye.* With that said, Loki does rather famously have an associate with one eye, and while I wouldn't say "mean" is unheard of from him, "mysterious," "wary," and "watchful" are also very on brand. To reiterate the last linked post, if you haven’t already ruled it out, it might be worth looking into, but as always you aren’t obligated to devote yourself to a deity just because they reached out to you.

Best of luck anon, and I hope some of that helped!

-Mod V

(the "Mystery Eye" video is from the now-defunct ride Maelstrom that used to be at the Disney EPCOT Norway Pavilion, where you were indeed greeted by Óðinn and his disco ball eye)

[kickasskody]

                          DAKOTA ‘ kody ’ PIERCE, a character study.  “just because i cannot see it, doesn’t mean i cannot believe it.” -- jack skellington

Character’s full name: dakota pierce Reason for name and/or meaning of name: kody’s parents met and fell in love in north dakota, and decided to name their son after the great state 💖 Character’s nickname: kody Reason for nickname: in middle school, kody didn’t think the name dakota was cool. but the name kody, the most generic white boy name ever , was definitely cool Birth date: december 13th, 2002. baby sagittarius 

Physical appearance Faceclaim: austin abrams Gender: cis male Height: 5″8 #shortking Build: scrawny boy body. looks like he couldn’t lift more than 30 pounds... PSYCH!!! he’s a vampire so he can actually lift several hundred pounds 🤪🤪🤪 Eye color: blue with little dark green specks Glasses or contacts?: not with that snazzy 4k vampire sight !! Distinguishing marks/scars: funny little frecklescape on his back that looks like this emoji 😦 Hair color: dirty blonde Type of hair: type 1, aka straight hair Hairstyle: gets up out of bed, looks in mirror. maybe tussles it a little bit. thats it Physical disabilities: none Mental disabilities: adhd Clothing style: sweaters sweaters sweaters. striped sweaters ( because the best time to wear one is all the time ), disney sweaters, sweaters with dogs on them. white collared shirts to go underneath most of them. denim jackets, a couple of them tattering with holes in the elbows. black skinny jeans -- like he owns four pairs of the same black skinny jeans. someone tell him that skinny jeans aren’t in style anymore. uses the same jansport backpack he’s had since the eighth grade with a sewn in epcot center patch on the front pocket. dirty checkered vans. falling apart high-top converse. it’s not that he’s poor and can’t afford new things, he just prefers all his old stuff.  Make up: has never worn any but wouldn’t be opposed to trying some !!

Personality Good personality traits: good at secret keeping, friendly and uplifting, loyal, thoughtful, great memory, cautious, playful. chaotic good energy  🥰 Bad personality traits: gullible, slightly obnoxious, constantly confused, easily distracted Mood character is most often in: cheery, happy as f, practically bouncing off the walls Sense of humor: goddamn hilarious!!! at least he thinks so lol Articulation: loud and occasionally stuttery. repeating himself pretty often. the type to get lost in the middle of conversation and have to take a second to mentally loop back and remember what exactly they were talking about. uses the word ‘ like ‘ way too much. talks with his hands a whole lot. constantly talking like he’s a kooky disney character on a mission. Character’s greatest joy in life: riding a mf’in roller coaster Character’s greatest fear: disneyworld getting blown up / physically hurting someone  Character is most at ease when: he’s curled up with his friends watching a disney movie Most ill at ease when: he’s laying in bed at night, pretending he’s sleeping since he can’t Enraged when: thinking about how there are vampires in bridgemead -- that they could turn other people, kill other people, or worse... harm his friends.  Depressed or sad when: drinking from a blood bag. watching disney pixar’s coco. thinkin’ about a disneyworld churro and how he’ll never be able to enjoy the taste of one again. Priorities: at the moment? trying not to hurt anybody.  Life philosophy: “Keep Moving Forward!” -- walt disney said that Greatest strength: his optimism / ability to take something sad or bad and turn it around! Greatest vulnerability or weakness: giving just about anyone the benefit of the doubt. 

Goals Drives and motivations: getting enough money to be able to travel the world and visit every disney park on the planet.  Immediate goals: graduating high school / helping the scooby gang solve mysteries Long term goals: roller coaster designer / engineer. create a haunted house / rollercoaster hybrid ride

Childhood Hometown: orlando, florida Type of childhood: the kind where he’s an only child, where his middle class parents live to please and spoil him, take him to whatever amusement park he wanted to go to and buy him all the best merch. the smile on his face was worth more than anything they ever could’ve purchased for themselves. kody probably would’ve had siblings, but his parents had complications getting pregnant again, and thus they lived to make sure he had the best life possible.  Pets: a cat named toulouse ( shoutout aristocats ), but he passed when kody was fifteen Most important childhood memory: waiting in line for five hours to ride harry potter and the forbidden journey at universal studios orlando. blew his little kid mind. Dream job: imagineer!! Religion: non-practicing christians. church on easter and christmas ONLY!

Present Current location: bridgemead, massachusetts Currently living with: his parents 💖 Pets: none Religion: agnostic Sexuality: currently questioning his sexuality. growing up he always felt attracted to both boys and girls, but has never been able to articulate it. he’s only ever expressed interest in women, but he has a fat crush on chris evans as captin america Politics: would be socialist if he cared enough to think about politics Occupation/education: bridgemead high school super senior Mode of transportation: his parents dark blue prius!! but only thursday - sunday

Family Parent one: marcus pierce -- drug store manager Relationship with them: kody and his dad are best buds! if it weren’t for his fathers love for rollercoasters, kody doesn’t know what his life would be like today. they used to play rollercoaster tycoon growing up and kody still cherishes those memories today. Parent two: tina pierce -- bridgemead city manager Relationship with them: kody and his mother have a very loving relationship. however, kody’s adoration for his mother dwindled when it was her job that forced them to move to bridgemead. he thinks of it as her fault that he doesn’t get to go to disneyworld anymore, and there’s a bitter part of him that thinks that if she hadn’t made them leave, he never would’ve become a vampire. he knows its wrong to attribute her to his curse, but sometimes when he’s really sad he cant help it.  Siblings: none Other important family members: his widowed aunt shirley who lives twenty minutes from disneyworld and occasionally would join them on their weekend visits to the parks. he misses her greatly 😩😩

Favorites Color: that bright electric blue color on the cinderella castle at disneyworld  Music: electronic Food: a disneyworld churro.  Film: the incredibles / scooby doo 2002 Drink: pink lemonadde mixed with sprite Form of entertainment: disney+ subscription. if that’s all he had, he’d be content. Most prized possession: a magic kingdom two day passport ticket from the 1980′s

Habits Hobbies: playing rollercoaster tycoon / designing rollercoasters on his computer. obsessively watching ghost club paranormal on youtube. bothering aj with the latest thing on his mind that she definitely doesn’t need to know about Plays a musical instrument?: nope. wishes he could though!  Plays a sport?: nope, but would be great at track now that he’s a vampire! How he would spend a rainy day: playing kingdom hearts II in his pajamas. Spending habits: great at hoarding all of his allowance! since he’s not spending it on food, he’s an excellent saver. pre-vampirism kody was not as cautious with his spending.  Smoking/drinking/drugs?: no way 🙅🏼 has yet to even try alcohol Extremely skilled at: cheering up his friends! finding the good in others and convincing them to see it too 🤗 Extremely unskilled at: stopping himself from crying when he’s sad / when he’s in the middle of crying. putting together pieces of their investigations. sure, he can find things -- but what the hell is he supposed to do with them once he’s got it?!?! Nervous tics: anxious picking at his cuticles. messing with his hair. aggressive foot tapping. scrolling through his phone without actually looking at anything.  Usual body posture: that boy has been working on rollercoaster code on his computer for YEARS. his body posture is absolutely RUINED! Mannerisms: constantly talking with his hands. bouncin’ around like tigger when something exciting happens. abbreviating things that don’t need to be abbreviated. the loudest in the room at all times.

Traits Optimist or pessimist? Introvert or extrovert? Daredevil or cautious? Logical or emotional? Leader or follower? Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Prefers working or relaxing? Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Animal lover? HELL YEAH.

Self-perception How do they feels about themselves?: before the year 2020, kody actually quite liked himself! he realized that he was goofy and sometimes not everyones cup of tea, but for the most part, he knew he was a good guy who was a little obnoxious! now, he has mixed feelings about himself. vampirism has elevated a lot of his emotions and more often than not now, he dislikes himself for what he’s become, or what he could become if things turn bloody.  One word the character would use to describe themselves: spunky What does the character consider their best trait?: his compassion What does the character consider their worst trait?: his gullibility  What does the character consider their best physical characteristic?: his fluffy hair !! What does the character consider their worst physical characteristic?: that he’s a short king. stream short kings anthem by tiny meat gang How does the character think others perceive them?: he’s pretty sure most people think that he’s wildly annoying, but that doesn’t stop him from being fully himself most of the time!  What would the character most like to change about himself/herself: his vampirism!! get this shit out of him just make him a normal aging boy again!!

Relationships with others Opinion of other people in general: kody is a big ole’ ball of love, and thus so, he tries to share that with everyone. strangers are treated with compassion, acquaintances are treated as old friends, and friends are treated like family. unless kody already knows someone to be a bad person, or is wary of them, he’s genuinely one of the nicest people one could ever meet. Opinion of the Scooby Gang: talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender, shit on it, vomit on it, eat it, give birth to it. Does the character hide their true opinions and emotions from others?: it depends on the topic, but for the most part, yes. when it comes to most scooby gang related endeavors, kody will share his thoughts -- if it’s something related to movies or tv, he’ll be talking your ear off for hours. if it’s something that could result in it hurting someone else, he’ll be quiet, and if his vampirism was ever to come into question, he’d be absolutely be suppressing it.  Most important person in character’s life: oh god, not to pick scooby gang favorites, but probably aj. she’s the closest thing he has to a sister, and he doesn’t know what he would do without their banter, and her support. Best friend/s: aj darke, dylan frye, & arabella byrne Dating experience: absolutely none. kissed 2 girls in the span of 2 years over 3 years ago. Romancing: kody wouldn’t know the first thing about trying to get someone to date him. all he knows is the stuff he’s seen on tv, watched in movies, or experienced around him ( such as his parents successful marriage, or his friends dating people ), but if it were to come down to him, he’d be extremely awkward. picture tom holland’s spiderman trying to talk to zendaya’s mj in far from home -- because that’s extremely accurate. kody isn’t trying to date anyone right now for a couple of reasons: one being that he’s too nervous, and not exactly looking for love, but if it were to happen... he wouldn’t run from it necessarily. but two being that his vampirism creates a bit of a problem for him, and he’s not sure if he should subject anyone to the curse he’s stuck with.

Extra Physicality: if necessary, could probably lift a car and throw it down the street. as of right now, doesn’t know how strong he really is / is more concerned about hurting his friends with this supposed strength than he is finding out how many hundreds of pounds he could lift. kody in a fight? probably losing within the first five seconds, unless bloods drawn and the instinct to pounce takes over. Species: vampire How do they feel about it?: hates it. would do anything to reverse it. wishes he had just stayed a little longer at karma cafe that night. or had never gone at all. How do they look in their supernatural form?: pretty much the same, however when he’s hungry and near blood, his eyes go all dark and bloodshot, and the veins around his eyes start to pulse ( basically just like vampire diaries ), but kody is unaware of this since he’s never seen it happen to himself or another vampire

[nekomittchi]

My Disney Fab 50 Statues

This is my version of the Disney Fab 50 statues for the WDW 50th Anniversary, and why I picked each one. My list aims much more to park history than the official list does. I'll note which ones are official statues by underlining them. These are in no particular order, but organized by park they'd be in. Magic Kingdom 1) Mickey - Obviously, Mickey, being the park and company mascot, needs to be here, and he's on the official list as well. I chose to put my version in his Philharmagic costume. It's got the hat from Fantasia/Sorcerer's Apprentice, which is well known, but tailored more to the park attraction. 2) Daisy Duck - One of the Fab 6, Daisy is also along for the ride. But unlike the official's "standard" outfit, I'm putting Daisy in a safari outfit to represent Jungle Cruise. Since Jungle Cruise doesn't really have any characters, I'm using outfits, like with Mickey, to represent attractions that otherwise would be left out. 3) Goofy - Another of the Fab 6, Mickey's best friend needs to be represented. Like Daisy, he's also repping a character-less ride. This time he's repping Big Thunder Railroad. As an added bonus, if they put him in a conductor outfit, it could also rep Mickey and Minnie's Runaway Railway, but that's at another park. 4) Pluto - The last of the Fab 6 in this park (the other two I'm placing elsewhere), Mickey's dog Pluto. And since the Park Wishables already put Mickey and Minnie in space suits for Space Mountain, let's give Pluto an astronaut helmet to represent it! And, as an added bonus, it doubles as a take-that at Universal, since Disney can't have Marvel in the WDW parks, and Pluto would be a joke on Cosmo (the space dog in the Collector's museum from Guardians of the Galaxy). 5) Sonny Eclipse - The first statue of mine that's not only unique to my list, but also represents something 100% in the park. I haven't been to Cosmic Rays myself, but from what I hear around WDWNT and WIGScord, it's pretty popular. Or at least Sonny is. So he gets a statue. 6) Merlin and Archmedes - Second statue unique to my list, and the first that's for the history of the park. Sorcerers of the Magic Kingdom was a scavenger hunt-type game that closed down early this year, and Merlin was kinda your guide for it. The game apparently had a lot of problems, but it looked really fun at the same time. 7) Genie - A surprising omition from the official list, and, unlike DLR, WDW actually has an Aladdin ride. The official list does have Abu, but I feel Genie is much more iconic and representitational of the movie. I'm also surprised that Carpet wasn't with Abu. 8) Pirate Dog - The Pirate Dog holding the keys is my representation of Pirates of the Caribbean. The dog might not be the most obvious pick, but as I'm trying to steer away from realistic-looking human characters, the dog was picked. Plus, they also made a Tsum Tsum and a Wishable of him, so... 9) Big Al OR Henry- This one's a toss-up. Either bear would do, and it's surprising to me that Country Bear Jamboree isn't represented. Of course, we know that it's a "less popular" attraction, so... 10) Madame Leota - The hitchhiking ghosts would also work to represent Haunted Mansion, but I think that having a gold statue inside of an ornate glass orb would look cooler. Plus, it only takes up one character slot, rather than 3. 11) Dumbo - One of the original rides from Disneyland, this classic has to be represented, and Disney agreed. Although I cut out Timothy. Didn't wanna take up another slot. 12) Stitch - Another statue to represent a past attraction, Stitch is here to represent Stitch's Great Escape. He's also, like the official statue, in his 626 form, because there's not nearly as much merchandise for him that way. 13) Winnie the Pooh - Piglet is with him on the official statue, but I think Pooh can stand on his own. Or, at least, eat hunny on his own. I mean, the ride is called "Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh," not "Pooh and Friends." Also, Tigger is way better than Piglet. 14) Mr. Toad - Another surprising omition from the list. Mr. Toad's Wild Ride might not be in Magic Kingdom anymore, but he's still fondly remembered, and they even made a Wishable of him (from the Disneyland 65th Anniversary set, but whatever). 15) Maleficent (Dragon) - The first of my statues that's not for an attraction, but a show (okay, Philharmagic is kinda a show, but shush). And she's also considered the "leader" of all of the Disney Villains, who are not represented at all in the official list, which I think is a shame. Sure, we all love the heroes, but who would those heroes be without their villains? 16) Face Clock - The only non-character in my list, the Face Clock is iconic enough for the World's Fair-turned-park ride. Because if you picked one of the dolls, which doll would you pick?! 17) Elliot - I've never seen the Main Street Electrical Parade myself (unless it was when I was 5), but I'd recognize the dragon float from Pete's Dragon anywhere. Bonus points if they could do the statue in such a way that it looked like the float, too. 18) Tinkerbell - The last of the revealed statues, Tinkerbell has come to represent Disney magic, both within and outside the parks, just as much as Mickey. Officially representing Peter Pan's Flight, I'd like to think that she also represents the Castle, like in the company card at the start of the movies. 19) Jose, Michael, Pierre, and Fritz - Yes, I know I've been trying to avoid "wasting" slots with multi-character statues, but... How could you pick just one of the Enchanted Tiki Room birds?! 20) Cheshire Cat - Cheshire and Mad Hatter both made the list (as separate statues), but I feel that Alice in Wonderland can be represented by Cheshire on his own. Plus, cat. 21) Boo - Monster's Inc Laugh Floor is an attraction that I wish was at DLR, so I could go on it, but even better than Sulley or Mike is the adorable Boo. 22) Jimminy Cricket - Yet another surprising omition from the list, Jimminy is almost as iconic to Disney Magic as Tinkerbell is. The official list has Pinocchio, but Jimminy is so much more "Disney" in general than Pinocchio. 23) Dopey - Seven Dwarfs Mine Train represent, as well as Disney's first animated feature. EPCOT 24) Donald Duck, Jose, and Panchito - Mickey's other best friend, here represented with the other two of the Three Caballeros, as represented in the Gran Fiesta Tour ride in the Mexico Pavillion. Like with the other members of the Fab 6, I chose to put him in an attraction outfit, and since I did, the other two had to come along for the ride. 25) Figment - Journey to Imagination (or whatever the current name of the attraction is) might be "meh" as a ride, but everyone loves Figment. Even Disney, who included him. 26) Olaf - I love Bruni. Bruni is probably my favorite character from all of Frozen. But Bruni isn't even named in the movie, he doesn't need to be on a statue. Olaf can represent Frozen Ever After by himself. 27) Remy - I'm shocked that Remy's not on the official list, given that his ride [officially] opens on the first day of the 50th Celebration, and represents the future of the parks. 28) Orange Bird - OB is on the official list, though in MK rather than EPCOT. All of the merch and such I've seen for him has been for the EPCOT festivals, so I'm sticking him here. 29) Rocket Racoon and Groot - Another statue to look to the future, for whenever Cosmic Rewind opens. Also, unlike the official statue, we are not using the realistic style from the official statue. The fur on Rocket looks so bad. Nah, instead we'll do him smooth, like the cartoons. 30) Mushu - Mushu was left out of the live action Mulan movie, but he's designed after traditional Chinese dragons, so let's put him over by the China Pavilion. 31) Marie - Did you really think that this list was not going to have my favorite character on it? I mean, really? Plus, we've got THREE mice/rats on the list, AND a dog, so we need another cat. Hollywood Studios 32) Minnie Mouse - And here we have the last of the Fab 6, Mickey's gal Minnie! Why is she in Hollywood Studios? Because she's representing Tower of Terror, wearing a cute outfit, of course! 33) DJ-R3X - Remember all those Fab 6 characters representing multiple characters? Yeah, R3X here is doing the same. Not only is DJ-R3X the DJ at Oga's Cantina in Galaxy's Edge, but he was originally RX-24, the pilot for the original version of Star Tours. Much better representation than BB-8 or R2-D2 from the official list. 34) Kermit the Frog - One of the more offensive omitions from the official list. MuppetVision3D is great fun, and the Muppets don't get nearly enough love, even with the Haunted Mansion special coming. 35) Chuuby - Okay, so sue me, I'm obsessed with the little merchandising bird. He's just too cute. 36) Woody and Buzz Lightyear - I know the official statue is Woody and Bo-Peep. But I haven't seen Toy Story 4 (or 3), so I want Buzz there. Disney's Animal Kingdom 37) Chip and Dale - Ya gotta have the little buddies! And who better to be wearing cute little Wilderness Explorer outfits? 38) The Yeti - So, the real Yeti might not work in Expedition Everest, but that doesn't mean he shouldn't be represented as a statue! Just make sure it's not realistic fur like that horrible Rocket statue. Stylized only! 39) Simba, Timon, and Pumbaa - Simba is separate from his friends in the official statue, but the trio (Simba as a child) should stick together. Festival of the Lion King is amazing to watch. You'll note a few things on my list: 1) There are no princesses. This was a specific omition on my part. The princesses have their own line of stuff, and are fairly over-used as it is. I wanted to get away from that. 2) As I mentioned with the Pirate Dog, I wanted to avoid realistic human characters. They either look good, or they don't. And I wanted a bit more of a similar style to everything, hence why I'm noting that Rocket should be done in the cartoon style, and the Yeti should be stylized. 3) Everything is tied into an attraction, land, or Disney Magic. Nothing is there solely from a movie. 4) My list only has 3 statues more than the official list. 5) For reference, here are the characters that are on the official list that are missing from mine: Timothy the Mouse (with Dumbo) Piglet (with Winnie the Pooh) Bruni (with Olaf) Bo-Peep (with Woody) Lumiere and Cogsworth Mad Hatter Pinocchio Gus and Jaq Lady and Tramp Abu Dante Miguel Pua and Hei-Hei Joe Gardener Edna Mode Frozone R2-D2 BB-8 Sebastian and Flounder Nemo and Dory Bambi and Thumper Of these, there are no major parks connections for Lumiere and Cogsworth, Lady and Tramp, Dante, Miguel, Pua and Hei-Hei (yet), Joe Gardener, Edna, and Frozone. Edna and Frozone especially bother me, as they're not even the main characters. Why couldn't we get a Jack-Jack instead? And Mr. Mittens and 22 over Joe Gardener? 6) And, finally, here are my statues that are new to my list: Sonny Eclipse Merlin and Archmedes Genie Pirate Dog Big Al Madame Leota Mr. Toad Maleficent Face Clock Elliot Jose, Michael, Pierre, and Fritz Boo Jimminy Cricket Dopey Remy Mushu Marie DJ-R3X Kermit the Frog Chuuby Buzz Lightyear The Yeti

[meggtheegg]

for the fandom meme asks: F L N S (evan :D) U Y Z (deh!) (if that’s too many, just pick a few to answer)

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom

If you count on-and-off, I’ve been into Marvel since 2016, but if we’re talking consistent, uninterrupted hyperfixation, probably DEH, which I got into in August of 2017 and stayed pretty consistently obsessed with until midway through last year. (I still love it with all my heart, but the ol’ hyperfixation well has run a tad dry as of late.)

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike)

Tony Stark is a staple of the MCU, and without him, the whole thing probably never would have taken off, in the first place. For all I complain about him, he was the one who started it all and RDJ has made the role as iconic as Indiana Jones or James Bond or any other immediately recognizable action hero, when fifteen years ago, nobody knew/cared about Iron Man beyond hardcore comic fans.

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

1. Respect, towards both each other and especially the actors

2. Long, well-written fics that don’t turn into smut, because that kills the vibe for me, personally

3. More fanart of the characters in mundane, everyday situations. Bonus points if it’s 40s Steve and Bucky

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (Evan)

This boy is for sure autistic (and perhaps ADHD as well), I’m more certain of that than I am of my own diagnosis, at this point. He has also internalized every little moment of rejection he’s experienced in his life and basically convinced himself that he is inherently less-than, at the start of the show. That’s what comes back to bite him, as the story progresses and he swings way too far in the other direction, being smothered with positive attention and ending up with kind of a temporarily inflated ego

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms

Bucky Barnes - Marvel Cinematic Universe, Connor Murphy - Dear Evan Hansen, Enjolras - Les Miserables, Paul Matthews - The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals, the EPCOT Ball - Disney Parks, Oliver - Lucids (Nicholas Podany)

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)

Just answered :D

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go (DEH)

I feel like it should be positive rambling but I just remembered the DEH movie is going to be a thing and how much it truly infuriates me, like, first of all, rushing a movie to get Ben Platt into a role that was done better by Andrew Barth Feldman (someone who actually looks Evan’s age) anyway, is such an immediate red flag. And then making Larry into Connor’s stepdad entirely shifts their conflict from a very real, interesting, complex one into the clichéd “you’re not my real dad” type of thing and removes the emotional gut-punch of his breakdown in YWBF. And SPEAKING of that, there is no way to translate most of these songs to screen. The stage and the projections, in their chaos of their crushing emptiness, are what make the emotional moments of DEH work. It doesn’t matter how or where you shoot it, there is no possible way to make Words Fail nearly as powerful on film as it is live. Not to mention how ridiculous Evan’s chats with imaginary Connor are going to look. The stage musical is one of the most beautiful, moving pieces of art I’ve ever been lucky enough to experience, and if they wanted to put it to film, they should have either released a proshot of the show and/or adapted it into a non-musical movie. Because a direct translation from stage to screen will not work, and it drives me up the wall that the majority of people’s only legal access to DEH will be through the inevitable dumpster fire that this movie will be sdfghjk

[askprncephillip]

♔ Phillip Wright

31 years old

Currently working as a BARTENDER at ROSE AND CROWN PUB in EPCOT

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single

alternate universe from march 20th to march 27th > [ au; disney worker ]

Phillip was just your average hooligan growing up on the Crouch End of London. Most of his friends were the type to try to start something with a passerby that only stole a glance as a means to avoid bumping into a stranger. He may have been from an arty section of the capital, but most of the group hung out in Greenwich and the like, allowing different influences to weigh in on the way they carried themselves. After graduating from uni with surprisingly high marks, Phillip found himself, as most did with a degree that they couldn’t particularly nail a job down with, working down in a shop close to home and doing what he could to finally start his career. A few different positions in hospitality had been applied to before an old friend brought up the UK Cultural Representative Program at Walt Disney World that would help him land a job as someone in the food & beverage industry over in EPCOT at the UK Pavilion as a genuine representative of UK culture. Now, did he think he was someone that should be speaking on behalf of those back home? Absolutely not, but it was a step in the right direction, as he did go on to study hospitality management in university with the want of opening his own place at some time in the future. After all, who didn’t want to own a pub in a country that prided itself on partying during major footie games and gin? (Beefeater anyone?) 

Being able to thoroughly submerge himself in not only the industry but the company as a whole would be just the ride amount of notches on his belt he needed to kick start everything. So, after a not-so-grueling application and interview process, he found himself stateside with as much of a smile that one can have in a brand new location and not a single mate with them. Phillip was 24 and living-free; a sentiment that only continued on as did the years. Now at the ripe age of 30, the charming bartender at the Rose and Crown did everything he could to make sure that not only were guests well taken care of, but that he left every day with a considerable amount of money in his pocket. After all, America differed vastly from the UK with their tipping system. Money had to be saved! Even if only for a good time off the clock.

[1lilspark]

Insert another my personal story post here ....

I’ve been a fairly casual fan of the series since the beginning but this season I really took a deep dive into the fandom community heading into this season...

As an essential retail worker I’m like “what is this quarantine you speak of?” I’m fortunate enough to have a job but the overall mental strain has been rough especially at the start...

During 3A I would literally be counting down how many work hours until the next episode

the night when I discovered @puck1919 ‘s Take On Me Series it pulled me out of a mild anxiety attack id been having (and that is one of the many many creaters in this community who have unknowingly brightened up my day)

A part of me is surprised that the news didn’t send me into a destructive spiral however at the same time I think mentally I’ve seen the writing in bold type on the wall since the summer between no renewal announcement & Disney CEO Bob Chapek repeatedly talking about shifting the studios to streaming and while I held a spark of cautious optimism for a fourth season on Disney+ just for the sake of matching 87’s episode count three season arch’s are pretty common place and with the way that Frank, Matt & their team love and respect these characters and the rich history going above and beyond making this just a modernized frame by frame retelling and I have total confidence in them not doing us fans dirty...

This isn’t the end... we still have the back six (assuming this is a 25 episode order like seasons 1 & 2 though wouldn’t it be a nice plot twist if this were an extended season) to speculate on as well as hopefully one or both Epcot attractions still green lit and maybe just maybe the creative team will get to play in this sandbox again in the not so distant future

[obiwan-mybeloved]

maple, harvest, fireside, amber, bonfire, cinnamon, ghost, cocoa (im sending u like half of the questions lmao IM SORRY)

tysm i’m so excited to answer these omg! sorry this is going to be very long bc i love oversharing !!

maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did? 

i always wanted to dance, especially ballet!!  it’s just so beautiful and takes so much strength and control of your body i would love to be that expressive without having to say anything!!

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

this is an insanely difficult question to answer!!  I think i’m gonna have to go with Zuko from atla, because i feel like the person i’ve grown up to be is very different from what my parents expected me to be and trained me to be, and i love my siblings so much but the competition got...intense sometimes, and i totally based my worth on how good of a job i was doing being the oldest/best sibling in the eyes of family!!  i feel like i have to work so hard to achieve things that come to others naturally and i isolate myself when i’m struggling bc i am always convinced i can/have to solve my problems alone!!  OOF yeah anyway i love zuko because i am also a sad theatre kid with barely concealed rage at the way the universe doesn’t listen to me specifically

fireside - if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?

okay i have two very specific ends of a spectrum:  mostly black very expensive looking athletic clothes/athleisure with an occasional pop of a bright color or a holographic accent, OR white dad on a tropical vacation looks--you know, tacky button ups, socks with sandals, bucket hats, too much tie-dye.  and everything would have functional pockets !!

amber - share an unpopular opinion that you may have.

I don’t understand all the hype about Ratatouille (2007), like, it was an okay movie but like, there are so many other, better movies to make fan musicals of!

bonfire - describe your dream house.

it is my dream to live in a restored pre-1900 farmhouse!  it’ll be set back from the road on like 10 acres, with a big front porch facing west so i can watch the sunset from the porch.  the kitchen will have a good work triangle (meaning it has a gas stove and a large sink) and an island specifically so i can put stools on one side so i never have to eat at a dining room table again.  dark stained trim, hardwood floors, big windows, radiators, a laundry room.  no white walls, i want color (light blues and yellows and greens would look good i think)! i want a little loft or attic that feels like a secret room, and it better have vaulted ceilings!  i love the uniqueness of built-in cabinets so would definitely want one of those probably in the living room? anyway i’d have a screen porch out back with a view out past the creek and it would be a beautiful place to watch the sunrise!

but idk if i will ever be able to afford being a homeowner so :(

cinnamon - if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?

is it bad that i want to say i solely want to see Epcot in its prime (the 1980s)?  actually i think Renaissance France would have been really cool because of the theatre, ballet, and opera that came out of the Neoclassical movement, and perspectivist staging is absolutely fascinating to me i wanna see it in action!

ghost - is there someone that you miss having in your life?

i miss my college xc teammates so much!  me and vq were especially close and then she graduated and we lost touch and i dont know how to rekindle that friendship now that we have so much distance between us

cocoa - if you could have any type of hair, what colour and cut would you have? 

i’ve always wanted to try lavender hair just because i think it’s pretty, and having like, really long lavender hair with an undercut would be very cool, but i know i’d look very good with a fade into short curly/wavy dark hair (and lowkey this has me thinking about cutting my hair oop)

anyway here is more than you ever wanted to know about me!!  i loved answering these so much thank you!!!! 

[allaboutthebooz]

I See The Light Pt. Four

Summary: Tony takes the team to Walt Disney World and Steve is understanding why it’s so magical.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: angst. Gotta have the angst.

A/N: Well when I typed this up it came out to over 2300 words and I could have kept it going, but I figured I would cut it where I did and just make add another part. Have mercy. There are a few scenes from the actual movies added in and, well you’ll see. Memories will be in italic. The majority of this will be memories. And don’t worry, this is just scratching the surface of the relationship between Steve and the reader.

Sweat dripped from Steve’s forehead and covered his back, chest, and arms. It soaked his shirt, causing it to stick to his body with each hit he landed on the punching bag.

‘whack’ ‘whack’ ‘whack’

Memories of his past flooding his mind with each swing. The life he lost when he put the aircraft into the ocean the frozen Artic. The war. Bucky. Peggy. Peggy. Peggy. Nothing, but anger pours from him. His hits growing harder and harder until the bag rips from its steel hinges and crashes onto the floor, sand flying from the busted stitching.

Breathing hard, he takes a moment to calm down before brushing his hair back in place and picking up a new bag and hanging it up. Replacing the broken one. Another deep breath as he resumes his workout.

‘whack’ ‘whack’ ‘whack’

“Trouble sleeping?” A voice calls from the front of the gym, pulling Steve’s attention away from the task at hand. He looks for the intruder to see Fury standing in the shadows, except he’s not alone. A smaller, slim figure stands beside him. A woman. They move forward together, stepping into the light.

“I slept for seventy years, sir.” ‘whack.’ More punches land on the hefty sand filled bag. “I think I’ve had my fill.”

“Then you should be out. Celebrating. Seeing the world.” The two stop about five feet Steve. He stops his hits and finally looks at his company.

Fury the same as always. Dark clothes and eyepatch. Face void of emotion. But the woman. The woman was someone Steve had yet to meet. Her hair was long and a rich shade of burgundy. Her face almost completely void of makeup. Freckles scattered across her cheeks and nose. Eyes big and round. Her suit skin-tight, like Maria’s, but more blue than grey. Still dark, though. He tries not to stare too long, but her small smirk tells him that he failed.

He turns from then and starts to unwrap his hands. “I went under, the world was at war. I wake up, they say we won. They didn’t say what we lost.” He stuffs one wrap in his bag and begins to unwrap the other.

“We’ve made some mistakes along the way. Some very recently.”

Steve peeks at them and notices the file in the woman’s hands.

“You here with a mission, sir?”

“I am. Agent Y/L/N.” She takes a step forward, holding the file out to him.

“Trying to get me back into the world?” He asks, not taking the file.

“Trying to save it.” She tells him, speaking for the first time. Her voice calm, but stern. She opens the file, urging him to look.

The subject within grabs his attention. He puts his other wrap in the bag, joining its friend. He takes the file from her and sits on the bench.

“Hydra’s secret weapon.” He starts flipping through the pages and pictures of the Tesseract.

“Howard Stark fished that out of the ocean when he was looking for you.” Fury explains, causing Steve to look at him. “He thought-we think the Tesseract could be the key to unlimited sustainable energy. That’s something the world sorely needs.”

The super soldier closes the file and hands it back to the agent. She takes it. “Who took it from you?” He asks.

She sighs. “He’s called Loki. He’s…not from around here.” She taps her fingers against the folder.

“There’s a lot we have to bring you up to speed on, if you’re in. The world has gotten even stranger than you already know.”

Steve stares beyond them, contemplating. “At this point, I doubt anything will surprise me.” Agent Y/L/N smirks when he stands and turns away from them. “Ten bucks says you’re wrong.”

He gathers his bag and walks to the row of punching bags that are lined on the floor. Picking one up and putting it on his shoulder. Fury continues. “There is a debriefing packet waiting for you, back at your apartment.”

Steve keeps his pace, heading towards the exit.

“Is there anything that you can tell us about the Tesseract, that we ought to know now?”

“You should have left it in the ocean.”

--

That was the first time he had met Y/N and all he knew about her was that she worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. and was nice to look at. Except, he never admitted that to anyone, not even himself. He remembers seeing her in the control room of the Helicarrier and the way she let out the biggest belly laugh as he handed her a ten-dollar bill. “Thanks, Cap.” Was all she could manage to say between her laugh.

He learned that she and Natasha were extremely close, and both had a personal mission to save another agent that had been compromised because of Loki. The two women were very similar in skill and attitude, which he believes is because of their time in the Red Room, but Y/N was just a bit more carefree. She laughed more than Natasha did. He never had to ask her name. He didn’t have to. It was in her file in the debriefing packet. Y/N Y/L/N. Simple yet fitting.

Both she and Natasha hail from Russia, saved by Clint, and are now the top spies working for Fury.

Said spies were currently sitting across the table from he and Bucky. They were sharing pictures from the trip. This was the first time they’ve actually sat together as a group for a meal. They decided to meet up in the UK at Epcot to eat at the Rose and Crown.

They ordered drinks while waiting for Sam and Wanda. Laughing and telling stories of different events that happened during the trip.

“I didn’t think I’d ever hear a grown man scream the way that Bucky did on Space Mountain.” Nat tells the other’s as y/n hunches over the table, laughter spewing from her lips and tears falling from her eyes.

“It’s a rollercoaster in the dark!” Bucky states, trying to defend himself. “You can’t see anything except for some fucking lights that look like stars. You think you’re gonna go one way and it’s like ‘no man, you’re going this way.’” All I could think was ‘All of this bullshit that I’ve dealt with, and this is how I die.’”

His admittance makes the other’s roar with laughter again, drawing unwanted attention to their table.

--

Another successful mission means another party thrown by Tony. Various friends and heads of business to rub elbows with. The team is required to attend to kiss the asses of every old rich snob that walks through the door.

Everyone in their best. Steve in his usual button down and black slacks. After watching a couple of World War II vets- who were as old as he is- get taken down by Thor’s Asgardian elixir, he moves to find more of his friends. He spots Nat behind the bar, mixing drinks. She’s talking to another woman. As he moves closer, the woman turns her face to the side as Bruce steps up beside her.

Steve stumbles the slightest when he realizes it’s Y/N. Her burgundy hair looks almost black in the dim party lights and curled in soft waves down her back. Her dress, like everything else she wears, clings to her curves in black silk, stopping at her knees. Her shoulders covered in nothing but two thin straps. A giant bow on her left hip. Her soft skin tempting to touch.

He shakes his head and continues his walk to the bar. Y/N turns from the semi-private conversation that was occurring between the beast and the spider. She gives Steve a smile when she sees him coming her way.

“Hey there, soldier.” Her soft voice calls to him.

“Hey, yourself.” He replies, leaning against the bar.

“Having fun?”

“Impossible not to. There’s some interesting characters here tonight.”

She laughs and nods. “Do you expect anything else from Tony?”

He chuckles. “No, of course not, but it’s fun no less.”

“Well, good. You deserve to have fun.” She stretches over the bar, giving Steve a good view of her long frame, and pulls a couple bottles of beer from behind the counter. She pops the tops off of both of them and hands one to him. “I talked to Sam. Still no word on Bucky.”

The soldier sighs and nods, taking a sip of his beer before answering. “Yeah, he’s still missing.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll find him.” She puts a hand on his arm, stroking her thumb across the skin that’s exposed under his rolled sleeves. His skin tingling at the simple touch.

All he can do is nod.

**

The night is drawing to a close, all the guests have left, and the team is sitting around a table, littering the couches and floor. Thor laughing.

“But it’s a trick.” Clint calls from his spot on the floor, drumstick twirling between his fingers.

“No, it’s much more than that.” Thor tells him, clinking beer bottles with Steve, Y/N perched against his legs in the floor.

“Whosoever be he worthy shall haveth the power.” Clint exclaims in a mocking tone. “Whatever, man! It’s a trick!”

The God of Thunder chuckles raising his hand to Mjolnir as a welcome gesture. “Please, be my guest.”

This begins the entertainment on the guys each taking their turn trying to lift the hammer. Each of them failing after countless tries. The women sitting around, smirks in place and eyebrows arched.

After Bruce jumps away from it with a tease of Hulk rage, Steve pats your shoulders, urging her forward so that he can have a try.

Everyone giving words of encouragement, while he struts the short distance to the table, rolling his sleeves up once more, a smug look on his face as he observes the taunting hammer. He grips Mjolnir’s handle and tugs. Muscles straining with the resistance she gives.

The hammer budges just a bit, but quickly sets back in place. Thor’s smile slipping and Y/N’s eyes growing wide, her drink stopped on her red lips. He gives a final tug, before raising his hands in defeat. Thor gives an anxious chuckle as Steve resumes his spot on the couch. She stands, handing him her drink.

“Let a lady show you show it’s done.” Her bare feet pad quietly across the floor, Sam giving a cat call from his hair by the bar. Steve watches her observe the hammer, placing her hands in the same position as the other’s had. Giving it a good pull, the table groans beneath it and the hammer ever so slightly scoots across the surface. Another pull and it lifts only a centimeter up.

The others fall silent, watching in awe of what was happening before their eyes. Thor’s drink long forgotten as it tips in his hand and drips down his arm. Steve sits unmoving, watching this killer assassin, move the hammer more than he ever thought possible, by someone other than Thor.

She releases the handle with a huff and step back. “I didn’t want to be queen, anyways.” She smooths out her dress, ignoring the silence and stares from the team, sits on the arm of the couch next to Thor’s shoulder, snapping him out of his shock.

Bruce clears his throat and gestures to Net. “And, Widow?”

“Oh, no, no, no. that’s not a question I need answered.” She responds, leaning back on her elbow.

Tony, ever the skeptic, carries on with his belief. “All deference to the man who wouldn’t Be King, but it’s rigged.”

“You bet your ass.” Clint chimes in, patting Tony on the shoulder.

“Steve, he said a bad language word.” Maria calls from her place on the couch.

Steve sighs. “Did you tell everyone about that?”

--

After Sam and Wanda finally join the table, everyone orders their food and the laughter continues. Steve sits back, trying to remember everyone got to be carefree like this. He can only think of one time and even then, they were hiding from something.

--

Clint had a family. A family. And the only people who knew were Y/N and Nat. After they had all settled in and gotten washed up. The girls helped Laura get dinner ready. They laughed and drank, well Y/N and Nat did, and they caught up on everything. That night, Steve found himself standing on the porch with the burgundy haired Avenger next to him. Both sipping from a bottle of beer in their hands.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

She laughs and shakes her head. “Because it wasn’t my secret to tell. He wanted to keep them safe. We all did. They’re the only family, I have. We couldn’t tell anyone.”

Steve’s gut twists at her admission. Her only family? What about the Avengers? Weren’t they a family? “They’re not you’re only family.”

She pulls her big eyes away from the night sky and turns them on him. “You don’t know anything about me, Steve? You know me as well as Tony does.”

“That’s not true and you know it.”

“It is true. You only see what I allow you to see.”

“Why? We’ve been working together for a long time now. How many times have we almost died together? How many times have we saved each other’s lives?”

“That’s work, Steve. That’s not personal.”

“Then let’s make it personal.”

Y/N sighs and shakes her head, looking down at her lap. “It’s not that easy.”

“Why not? You know everything about me.”

“The whole world knows everything about you. You’re an open book. They have a fucking exhibit dedicated to you at the Smithsonian for Christ sake.”

“That’s not everything. That’s what I did during the war.”

“Then tell me something that no one else knows. If you want to get personal, then you can start.” That stops him. He wasn’t expecting her to turn it around on him. “That’s what I thought. How about this, Cap. When you can be honest with me, I’ll be honest with you. It goes both ways, if you want to be a family.” She hops down from the rail and goes inside, slamming the door behind her.

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2019: a year in review

a doozy

rang in the new year at jellyrolls in orlando with a complimentary champagne toast, hats and noisemakers, and a round of “auld lang syne,” just as you’re supposed to, ending the night at steak n shake with some of the best people i’ve known. it was a traditional new years, and i couldn’t be more grateful.

watched most of my roommates go back to where they came from--australia, ohio, brazil, hawaii. it was a sad few days when i was alone in the apartment before moving to a new place, continuing on with the college program.

had a visit from my parents and aunt. it was nostalgic, in a way, and i’m so glad they were able to visit me. my aunt has already visited me out here in california, and i hope my parents can make the trip out at some point.

found out that i had been accepted to participate in the college program in disneyland. i remember opening that email at the bus stop after a morning shift at the hotel. it was unthinkable, the idea that california was on my horizon. i hadn’t been that excited about something in a long, long time. in the coming days, i remember researching driving across the country in an old and unreliable car.

finally took the free tour of the wilderness lodge. it certainly held my interest, but i took the information with a grain of salt. it’s still disney, after all.

started hanging out with katie, nicole, and estevan, the first group of people i didn’t live with that i felt close to since high school. going to the parks with them was so pure, the way i picture young people’s experiences at disney world should be like. we went to the butterfly garden at epcot, got food at the flower and garden festival, and watched happily ever after countless times. i’m not often one for that type of shit, usually, but with them, it was incredible. 

drove back to charleston on st patrick’s day to see mumford and sons with callie. that was one of the groups i’d always wanted to see, and callie is one of the best people to see a concert with. i’ve said it before, but marcus mumford is one of my favorite celebrity-type people. he seems genuine and personable.

drove back a couple days later and went to bob ross’s grave with katie

the next day, finally bit the bullet and bought a ticket to universal. katie and i had so much fun that day. it was strange being back there and seeing all the changes since i had last been on my senior trip in high school. seeing everything, especially on the universal side, that i had missed or never had time for, was far out.

had a visit from lisa and toby somewhere in there and also from my cousin

went to blizzard beach with katie and nicole

went to clearwater beach with katie, nicole, and estevan. i found $20 in the sand, we took nice photos, and blasted music in the car.

had some late night walmart and target visits with them, where nicole and i started our “hello/hi” snapchat epics. i miss those.

nicole spent a few nights at the hospital, so we visited her. we had fun, even though i know she was scared. 

went to magic kingdom on 4/20 lmfao 

went to jellyrolls one last time

was given a cupcake for my second to last day at port orleans (and for my last, as well). one of the managers was quite kind and i do appreciate her.

went to universal one last time. cracked my phone that morning lmfao. still had a great day, though. 

the last evening before moving out, katie, estevan, and i went to magic kingdom. daniel took some photos for us in front of the castle, we said goodbye to estevan, watched happily ever after, and for our last ride, attempted to go on thunder mountain. we were evacuated. what a way to end it.

despite these memories, the first part of 2019 is kind of a blur. i remember being infuriated with my workplace environment--the lack of hours, the shitty treatment of employees, particularly by one of the managers. i do not miss him and i do not miss that place. i am only thankful to have met katie, nicole, and estevan through it. port orleans riverside, and disney world in general (not disneyland, on which i will speak later) is the absolute most awful place i have ever worked. i cried in my car in the rain starting my 6 hour drive back to charleston on may 2nd to have to leave my friends, but i was overjoyed to be leaving orlando.

returned to charleston, no money in my bank account, worried about the plausibility of getting a job just for a few months before leaving for california.

saw shakey graves with callie and some others. it wasn’t the best shakey graves show i’d seen, but it was nice nonetheless.

went to folly beach for the sunrise with melissa. it was beautiful and empty, and i was even wearing a jacket in charleston in may. 

also went to the grand reopening of one of the local mcdonalds with melissa LMFAO

got a job at east bay deli and also back at the college bookstore. thank god for them.

spent the next 8-ish weeks mostly just working close to every day. i might have had 3 or 4 days off in that time. but i wouldn’t have had it any other way. i actually looked forward to the 2 days a week i got to work at the bookstore--i loved my supervisors and coworkers so much. and the deli was chill and i enjoyed my coworkers there, too. i miss them, to be honest. both of those jobs. i didn’t make much money, but it was something to enable me to get a start in california and to enjoy a couple of summer trips. 

in mid-july, rented a car and drove up to the smokies, one of new favorite summer traditions (although i’m not sure if i’ll be able to continue it this year). on the way there, i even got a new phone, making the trip even better, since i now had a battery life that lasted, gps that actually worked, and a nicer phone camera. i did some really great hikes, ones that i’d had on the back burner for a couple years. i even did 2 hikes in one day that added up to about 15 miles. that’s not really that much, but i was proud of myself. i also found myself once again at looking glass falls, feeling that this is what summer should look like. i miss that place, where everything seems simple, even though it’s not.

returned, worked for a few more days at the bookstore (with my birthday in between, a lovely day spent in edisto with my parents), and flew up to the new york area for a couple days. man, what a trip. 

after arriving at jfk, i took the airtrain into manhattan and headed uptown to finally visit the general grant mausoleum, something i had wanted to do the last couple times i had been to new york but had never had the chance to. it was beautiful to look at and fascinating to learn about. i love that the nps has so many different kinds of sites. then, i went to columbia’s wallach art gallery because i had the time to. bob dylan’s “mozambique” was part of one of the pieces. 

finally took the train down to lauren’s. it was so incredible to spend the night at her apartment and then to come back to the city with her the next day. we went to the color factory, walked around soho, got food in chinatown, and went to a drag performance, after which we met up with kai and got a late dinner in harlem. 

the next day, we walked around to a few color factory spots and parted ways at penn station. i continued on to my next airbnb in queens and went to primark to end the evening. 

went back to flushing meadows corona park, reminiscing about the paul simon concert i’d seen less than a year before and how strange it was to be back on the same soil. i explored the park in more depth. it’s such an overlooked place full of early 60s futurism. i went to paul simon’s childhood home, which is up for sale now, and got a snack at the lemon ice king of corona. on i ventured to the jamaica bay wildlife refuge, another nps site checked off my list (not that any nps site is a place to “check off.” i want to see them all because the diversity is so unique). 

that evening, i met up with ciaran. it was so cool to be able to see him for the first time since berlin. besides zuri and the people i went to school with, he’s the only person i’ve seen since that semester. i loved talking about berlin and what we’ve been up to since then.

my last day, i wandered around prospect park (at the recommendation of ciaran), went to federal hall, and finally to governor’s island where i got soaked in a rainstorm but it was all right. i ended the night with pierogi and thoughts of the coming week.

flew back and packed for the start of a different life

once again flew out of charleston for what i thought would be the last time for a while. i arrived in chicago for a nice few days before chugging out of union station.

trying to get to my airbnb on the l was an experience. lollapalooza was going on, and i arrived at my transfer station just as everyone was leaving for the night. it was packed and i ended up going in the opposite direction i needed just so that i could get on the train in the right direction before everyone else piled on. it was funny, though, even in the moment. 

it was my first time in chicago, so i started my first day at millennium park, which was honestly really cool, despite the crowds. from there, i went to the art institute, where i could have spent all my time if i had the chance. i remembered scenes from ferris bueller. 

travelled down to the university of chicago, where i toured the robie house. i think that was the first frank lloyd wright house that i’ve seen. maybe someday i’ll get to fallingwater and the like. 

more south, there’s a place called the stony island arts bank. they had on display an artist’s work who had painted a photo from each day of obama’s presidency. there were thousands of them. i loved it so much. 

my second and last day, i walked along lake michigan, visited a mexican art museum, and went to the zoo, ending the night at the navy pier gazing at the city lights. this trip was a tourist’s one, but i wouldn’t have had it any other way.

dragged my shit to union station the next morning, ready to depart on an over-two-day long train trip to the west. 

to begin with, the train left probably 2 hours late. it was all right, though. when we finally started moving, i felt it--the wheels against the track, sure, but more so the wind in mountains thousands of miles away that i would soon see. 

sunset in illinois and sunrise in nebraska, a concept

i had both seats to myself from somewhere in illinois until salt lake city. what a time to be alive.

sure, the stretch between denver and colfax might be the beautiful part, but all those plains of nebraska and eastern colorado did a number on me. 

in denver, we had about a 35 minute refuel break, so i left the train and union station and walked to a 7 eleven a few blocks away. how strange it was to be in a city i’d always heard of, but just for a few minutes. when i got back on, a man had boarded and sat in front of me that sure was a loud talker. i was thankful to be behind him rather than next to him. 

we left denver, only to be held up about a half hour later by a freight train stuck in a tunnel. the man started freaking me and the other passengers out a little--he was muttering and sort of rocking back and forth, clearly uncomfortable with the delay we were faced with. i moved to the observation car for the first time to get away from him, and boy, am i glad i did. i spent a good amount of time there for the remainder of my journey. when we were still stuck behind that freight train, the conductor came in and played someone’s guitar, leading us all in a singalong. it was pure and i’m glad i was a part of it.

after we finally got moving again, we started to see the scenery we had signed up for. apart from badlands and the black hills last year, i’d never seen the west at all. this was terrain on the level of ansel adams’s iconography. thank god for that part of the country.

to see and do this on a train made it so much more meaningful. to realize you’re looking at the path that people’s ancestors blazed through all those years ago is something else. 

a lot of utah was passed through at night, unfortunately, but from salt lake city on, we could see the alien landscapes of the state. i still can’t fully fathom its character, but i have at least a bit of an idea now. wow. 

at one point, i think in nevada, we were delayed again by a passenger needing an ambulance. i can’t even imagine what it must have been like for them. i hope everything ended up working out fine for them.

leaving out of reno and crossing the state line into california was anticlimactic but incredible. i was really in california. 

everyone ended up getting a free meal because the train was so late. at that point, it was over 6 hours behind schedule. that beef stew, mashed potatoes, and bread sure hit different when i hadn’t had substantial food since denver.

the train emptied out as time went on, and after the last sunset somewhere in the middle of california, it was just me and a few others in the observation car. trev and i had been talking for months about meeting up once i got to california, and he ended up calling me to ask if he could come to my airbnb the night i arrived in anaheim in a few days. i said yes. it remained in the back of my mind. 

we rolled in to emeryville 5 minutes before midnight, 7 hours and 45 minutes late. it was cold and i was unsure of the reliability of my airbnb host, but i wouldn’t trade it for anything. i ended up taking a lyft to the airbnb because i just couldn’t deal with waiting for or even learning the bus. my airbnb host was probably the worst i’ve ever had, and i only was able to get into the apartment complex because another resident came back and let me in, but it doesn’t matter.

i worried about transportation costs in san francisco, but i bit the bullet (as gently as i could). it’s fucking san francisco in the summertime. what else can you do?

i started everything off with a visit to the hyde street pier after taking the bus into the city from berkeley. i saw a sea lion or seal or whatever and got my first view of the golden gate. it was like nothing else. 

had in n out, since i guess it’s blasphemous not to

walked to the palace of the arts and then went to the bridge. i didn’t cross it or anything, but i walked down to the beach and admired the bay. how do places like that exist? 

climbed back up to the level of civilization and rushed over to the embarcadero to meet up with brandon. i feel so grateful that i was able to meet up with him. we walked around chinatown, had dinner, and ended the night at burger king in union square.

the next morning, i made my way to golden gate park, where outside lands was to be held later that day. i saw the windmill, the bison enclosure, strawberry hill, the aids memorial grove--a message on one of the stones said the names of two men who had “met the day humans walked on the moon”--and hippie hill. that park is full.

i thought about trev on my long walks, how i’d probably be seeing him in a little over 24 hours 

ventured into the haight-ashbury district, where i wandered around amoeba a little bit and saw the music history which has become such a piece of consumerism nowadays. i guess it always was, though.

saw a beautiful church in mission delores and looked around an alley of street art; then went up to the richy rich part of town (although i guess that’s the entirety of sf, isn’t it?) to see the painted ladies and look at everything the beat museum had to offer. that place was so fascinating.

went back to my airbnb briefly before taking the bart down to oakland to see paul simon in his pop-up show at the fox theater that he’d announced about a week beforehand. i was lucky enough to score a ticket, and even though his setlist was mostly the same from when i’d seen him twice the year before, there’s something about him that just makes me wide-eyed. 

the next day, flew out of sf and into orange county, my new home. flying down to southern california was a feeling of hope and freshness. i don’t feel it as much anymore, but it sure did make my heart jump at the time. i still couldn’t believe i was in california, seeing the pacific outside my airplane window, and that just 4 or 5 days before, i had experienced so much less in my life.

that evening, trev came over. it was certainly a day of firsts. i remember that night so well, how he kissed me good night at the end. i still like him as a friend and i’ll probably hook up with him again, but blech. cringe. i’ve changed, i think.

the next day, i moved into a new apartment to start the disney college program once again. meeting my 4 roommates, who knew what kind of shit was to happen over the next few months? i was so guarded that day, as i always am with meeting people, but especially with the self-hatred of continuing to work for disney.

in the next few days before the orientation where we get our disney IDs and entrance pass to the parks, i got settled and explored the area a little bit. i walked onto disney property, seeing the disneyland sign for the first time. it was otherworldly. i had thought about this for so many years, not just california, but disneyland specifically. it was the original, the first. seeing downtown disney, the hotels, and a few views of the parks was insane. 

the day of the orientation was like a door opening. we went on a small tour of the park. it was just me and one other guy in our group who had never been to disneyland, so we got to go out into it first. i will always remember that first second. i also learned that i would be working at autopia lmfao and i was NAWT happy. look at me now. i am so goddamn indebted to that place.

that evening, my roommates and i went into the park as guests, and i rode peter pan as my first ride. i was happy. 

went to la for the first time the next day. seeing the hollywood sign in the distance doesn’t faze me quite so much now, but that first time, wow. it’s beautiful when everything is new to you. 

went to the parks a few more times in the midst of training at auto. i met and befriended abby, greg, and alex. my second day of auto training was blake and jacob’s first. i remember meeting them and shaking their hands and discussing how we had all done a program in florida.

went to joshua tree one night with zuri, where we stargazed and saw all kinds of flora and fauna. it was beautiful, and i loved being the one to drive back at 4 in the morning through the blackened californian scenery.

the day i got signed off, i went back to la to spend the night at trev’s LMFAO, with the next morning spent at venice and santa monica. i remember feeling so grateful for my life, for california, for getting laid, for disneyland.

a few nights later, a big group of us all went out. i got drunk for the first time. i met britt then, and i got closer to blake and everyone.

in the next few weeks, i went to an angels game with abby and her roommates, went bowling with coworkers, and had a tipsy la day with abby.

then came september 11th. we were all going to go out again. after work, i went to walmart to buy vodka and strawberry lemonade. i made a detour to mcdonald’s because i wanted to eat something before getting lit. and i broke my ankle. never got to go out that night. the defining point of these past 6 months.

i sat on the ground after falling for about 20 minutes, maybe, waiting and hoping for the pain to subside. it didn’t. before the swelling started, i noticed that when i moved my left ankle, it didn’t look the same as my right one. i admitted defeat and called my roommate to drive me to the er. thank god for her. 

we sat in the er waiting room for a couple hours. my ankle hurt, but i don’t really remember it being too bad anymore. they finally saw me. i got an x-ray. the technician said it was broken. i started crying. the nurse splinted me up and gave me crutches. the doctor wrote me a recommendation for an orthopedic specialist. i fell again trying to use the crutches on the way out. they re-x-rayed me. re-splinted me. sent me home.

i somehow took a shower the next morning. blake messaged me, asking how i was. he brought me coffee and pastries. i will never forget it. 

i couldn’t get an appointment until almost a week later, but in the meantime, my roommates and i held a couple game and movie nights. abby and jacob came by, blake always made an appearance, and i met tucker.

i would start a lot of days by listening to the sigh no more album and contemplating my future. it was a low time, but not the lowest it would get.

britt and i talked a lot, comparing our experiences. i asked her a lot about medical leave. we grew closer because of it all.

when the appointment finally rolled around, i was told that i would most likely need surgery. he re-splinted it and sent me on my way, as it was still too swollen to do anything. i cried in blake’s car. 

i called my parents and they said i should come home. i was devastated, but they were right. i was going to do absolutely EVERYTHING in my power to be able to continue with my college program, though. this shit would not end me. (and it didn’t. but i didn’t know it at the time.)

a flight was booked for me to fly back to charleston on september 21st. the night before, we had a final game night with everyone. blake gave me a letter, saying not to read it until i got on the plane. hugs goodbye were tight and i felt my chest close. it was melancholic in a way i’d never felt before. 

i sat in the airport the next day trying not to cry. i was able to hold it in. then i was in the air and i finally let myself read the letter. tears escaped often throughout that entire day. i tried to be as discreet as i could. 

i reunited with my parents much sooner than i thought i would. it had only been just over a month, after all. i had an appointment that tuesday and we set up surgery for thursday. 

i was in charleston for 6 weeks exactly, one of the longest stretches of time in my life. i was constantly forlorn about california and worried about my finances and my participation in the program. the lowest point hit when one of the program people said i should consider cutting my losses and quitting, that they’d only make me pay rent through the middle of november because of my circumstances. i got a medical bill from the er in anaheim that was exponential because my insurance hadn’t gone through yet (but i didn’t realize that part). the only thing that kept me all right was the thought of my friends in california and the hope of a grandiose future, although i wasn’t too sure about that possibility. i wrote blake a letter and he wrote me back. i read east of eden and some other books. britt and i texted. rozi and i became incredibly close. i hung out with my parents and we watched queer eye. i recovered. i became better. my blind resilience (or perhaps stubbornness) was the main reasoning behind my (stupidly naïve) unwavering assuredness of a return to california. 

LMFAO at the fact that i almost forgot about this, but i texted tucker a lot during that stretch, as well. he asked me out, and we grew closer during my stint in charleston. i looked forward to hanging out with him when i got back.

and the day of my return did come. november 2nd, the most beautifully pure day of my program. i flew back with grace in my heart and stars in my eyes, even though i was still on crutches. i had a window seat and clear skies to admire the southwest, another part of the country i had never had the chance to lay eyes on. and i landed at john wayne airport to texts about my return. britt picked me up and everything seemed positive and optimistic. 

reuniting with blake was something in itself. it was brief, but it had been such a long time coming that i almost cried again. he called me a kindred spirit one time, and that is such a perfect description of what he is to me, as well. 

finally met up with tucker. we went to in n out and came back to my apartment, where we talked for a while and made out for a while. 

had an appointment less than a week later, where i was told that i could start putting weight on my ankle again. within another week, i was down to one crutch. it was freeing in a way i’d never known. by now, it was the middle of november, and i still wasn’t certain when i’d return to work, but it didn’t matter anymore. i was here, in california, surrounded by people i’d grown unfathomably close to in such a short time. 

went to the ellen show somewhere in there and had sex with tucker LMFAO. we spent a lot of time together in about three weeks (he ended up quitting the program and moving back to georgia, so our time was quite short). i had a good time, although i now realize how blinded i was by his laziness and selfishness. i don’t miss him, but i don’t regret it. 

had a photoshoot with my boot and my crutch. it was nice to be able to have fun again. 

finally returned to the parks, which was something of a homecoming, but not as much as when my aunt visited a few days later and i rode autopia for the first time since everything happened.

tucker moved out, and i cried. i roll my eyes now. i wrote him a letter and he never acknowledged it, and never texted anyone back that wished him well. fuck him.

on november 25th, the program gave us a thanksgiving dinner. after that, rozi, blake, britt, and i all wanted to do something, so blake found this place called the juke joint less than a mile away. it was the start of our close group. we would go and play pool and have a drink or two. by that point, i was down to no crutch, as well.

one night, we all went to abby’s. i got a little drunk and talked about socialism and the national park service for like half an hour.

went to medieval times lmao

it kind of became a thing for us to drag blake out of his apartment to go to juke joint. those were the days.

got cleared to go back to work on december 4th, but didn’t go back until the 13th. in that time, i chilled, tried not to spend money, and slept over at trev’s again after a fun karaoke session with zuri and her coworkers. we went to amoeba and guitar center, and i went to a book talk at the morrison hotel gallery.

one juke joint night, rozi, blake, britt, and i ended up staying out all night, driving to the top of the world in laguna to see sunrise. it started with rozi needing toilet paper, so we went to target after leaving juke joint. then we didn’t want it to end. we got tacos and donuts and we sat in a park for a while talking about life. rozi wanted to go to a view. we found the top of the world. and we drove there. there was fog and gas station snacks. i am thankful for that night and for rozi initiating it all.

went to the dcp end of program celebration and got drunk at abby’s apartment afterwards. i had a lot of fun that night. i met matheus there. 

finally went back to work on december 13th. that morning, all the program participants had an opportunity to take a photo in front of the castle, and jacob, abby, and i all posed together. at work, i felt a real sense of joy. my ankle and feet hurt by the end of the day, but the knowledge of forthcoming paychecks and a renewed sense of purpose overpowered any pain.

went to the newport boat parade

another night, rozi, blake, and i again stayed out all night after juke joint. we went back to the same park, and after a while, we said “let’s go to la.” i drove there in blake’s car, and we tried to go to griffith, but it was closed. so we went up to the start of a hollywood sign hike and looked down at the city’s lights. the juxtaposition of the natural and the man-made is really captivating. then we went to hollywood boulevard and had fries at a 24 hour burger place in the roosevelt hotel at 4 in the morning. it was beautiful. on the way back, rozi slept in the back and blake and i talked about politics and the park service, about trump’s impeachment. i called out of work and slept all day, that evening going to jacob’s housewarming party. after we left, the four of us went back to blake’s (i, at least, was crossfaded at that point lmfao) and all laid on his twin bed. 

on christmas eve, rozi, blake, and i went to california adventure and had food from the festival of the holidays. it was an incredible evening. it felt pure. 

i worked on christmas morning again, but i enjoyed myself. blake and i would fuck around, and it really made everything all right.

went out with some coworkers a few days later. we laughed and got low. 

worked a hell of a lot, trying to make up for the three months i had been out of a job

new years eve almost was anticlimactic--almost. blake, abby, and i all worked and came home together, making a stop at vons for champagne, pizza, and chips and salsa. then, i found out rozi wasn’t going to be around because she was going to spend the evening with her family. i was disheartened. new years is the only holiday i really care about, and it was about to be the start of the roaring 20s. i wanted to do something big. but it ended up being all right. i went to abby’s apartment and hung out with her roommates. blake came a bit later. we all drank together until abby and bailey decided to go to california adventure, while the rest of us decided to stay. at midnight, it ended up just being me, blake, mackenzie, and lauren, which was all right. i was drunk by that point and i don’t really remember the ball dropping, but i know it was a nice way to roll in the new year. britt came through eventually, and we went back to blake’s, but he wanted to take a smoke, so we all went outside, me in his blanket. as he smoked his cigar (of which i took a few drags, unfortunately), britt went up to this party that was happening across the way and somehow got us all in. we put his blanket back and went into the party, which is fuzzy to me. i remember eating doritos and drinking jameson lmfao. i saw rod and matty at one point. i kissed them. i don’t remember coming home, but i got to work at 8:45 the next day on time. i was still drunk, but i sure did have fun that new years morning. i laughed and joked with blake and abby. it was their last day. i almost cried when blake came up to me as he was leaving.

saw a lot of movies thanks to my cousin working at amc and giving me a card that lets me see any movie any time for free

drove a little, even in california

spent way too much money on food

thought a lot about the differences between working conditions at disney world and disneyland. i’m thankful to be in california now, where the laws give more power to employees, where i’m part of a union, where the weather is good and the people are better

counted my endless blessings. i have never been more grateful of my life.

analyzed my broken ankle. it could not have come at a better time, in all honesty. i had already met incredible people on this program and had gotten to know them a little bit, so i didn’t feel like i was on the outskirts of the program, even when i was back in south carolina. it made me grow closer to everyone somehow, and i am thankful and appreciative beyond belief for that. rozi and i probably wouldn’t be as close as we are now without it. britt and i wouldn’t have bonded over our injuries. blake and i, oh man. we would have never written each other, i probably wouldn’t have read east of eden, and we might never have formed the juke joint squad. i remember writing about how hard it was, dealing with my broken ankle, with the lack of mobility, with the impending medical bills, but that i still thought that in the future, i would think the whole thing was soft. i think that even now, just a month or so later. even with the debt, with the worry of my mobility, i am so content with how my life has developed just over these past 4 months.

laughed and cried 

missed school

listened to music in a new light, but maybe not as much as i used to

became incredibly busy, but would not have traded it for anything

looked into the aspire program with the realization that i would probably be starting the road to my master’s quite soon 

became less conflicted about working for disney. i still hate myself sometimes, but it’s a different vibe out here. it seems more genuine than in florida. 

completely embraced a life in california. i don’t really think this is where i’ll end up (although who really ever knows?), but i am so genuinely happy to be in this place for a bit--and i don’t think i’ve ever unabashedly or truly thought that about a residence before

loved the national park service, as i always do, and loved discussing it with blake

songs of the year: “timshel,” mumford and sons; “this life,” vampire weekend, “the cool, cool river,” paul simon; “count your blessings,” bing crosby. “timshel” made me think about my somehow unfaltering strength and independence, about how i have to be the source of affirmation in my own life. “this life” encapsulated the beauty of a never-ending summer. “the cool, cool river” let me remember to show weakness sometimes. and “count your blessings” is always in the back of my mind.

album of the year: norman fucking rockwell, lana del rey. that entire album was such a soundtrack for me when i was dreaming of nothing but california, of my friends, of walking. 

man, 2019. the end of a decade. the change i had been waiting for. i am a completely different person than i was even 6 months ago. the events of this year affected me unlike anything in the past. i said last year that 2018 was the most eventful year of my life, but this year was something else. and i am so unendingly grateful for the trials, tribulations, and victories that it threw at me. romance, friendship, sex, drinks, travel, financial worry, pain, and overall, an enduring lust for life have carried me through this year into a new decade, and i wouldn’t have it any other way.

the first part of 2019 was completely different than the second half, and it is wild to think about it in those terms. i’m not too sure why california changed me the way it did, but man, the people i’ve come in contact with over the past 5 months have had such an impact on my life. the relationships i formed were the newest but also somehow some of the closest ones i’ve ever had. and it’s strange to think about them, but they completely envelop my outlook on this entire year. 

i’ve been so caught up in my own life that i haven’t even touched on global events. you only have to remember a couple things to become overwhelmed by the horrors of the planet. climate change, hate crimes, poverty, war. it all blends together, honestly. i think about how the world is shitty and i just kind of close myself off from it. but there is always the occasional beautiful moment that you easily pluck from the depths of your brain to renew your hope. because even though it can constantly seem like you have lost all your hope, it is never actually gone. i think it’s impossible for hope to leave your being. that sense of longing and anticipation for an untouched tomorrow always gets me through the night. 

and sometimes, you don’t even need hope. when you’ve got this incredible entanglement of all the people you love so much surrounding you, you can just picture their faces and remember the good times you’ve had so far with them and rest assured that life just might have mercy on you, on your weary but persistent and trailblazing soul.

“maybe it’s true that we are all descended from the restless, the nervous, the criminals, the arguers and brawlers, but also the brave and independent and generous. if our ancestors had not been that, they would have stayed in their home plots in the other world and starved over the squeezed-out soil.”

[thedisneychef]

Disney Cruise Lines Inspired Pina Colada Bread Pudding Recipe

I recently discovered that I love bread pudding. Like a lot. Of course, I made this discovery at Disney after having far too much banana bread pudding at Tusker House’s character breakfast… And too many pots of English bread pudding at Earl of Sandwich… And staying at the Polynesian and smelling the awesome bread pudding every day for a week… Anyway, when I got back, I had a serious craving for bread pudding. When I came across the pina colada  bread pudding recipe, something that combines my love of coconuts and pineapples, along with a bit of alcohol, I made creating this recipe a priority. More Delicious Recipes You Will Love: - Penne Alla Vodka – Mama Melrose’s Ristorante Italiano - Pollo A Las Rajas – San Angel Inn - Pop Century – A Pop Culture Blast From The Past! Seriously, what doesn’t sound amazing about pina colada anything, much less pina colada bread pudding? My mouth is watering just typing this… I made this recipe exactly as written, to the letter, even the custard sauce (which as anybody who reads this blog can tell you is something that constantly gives me trouble). I love that this is one of those recipes that I just adored making, from start to finish. I loved the smell in the kitchen, I loved working with all the ingredients, I loved how it all came together, I loved sneaking bites of it before it was cooked all the way, and I love, love, loved the end result. This tasted exactly like I hoped it would, sweet and coconuty, soft with a little crunch… Just perfect. I did use canned pineapple as opposed to fresh, but that’s directly tied to the fact that I hate cutting pineapple. I just made sure to use crushed pineapple and I drained it really, really well. I wondered while I was making it if I should add shredded coconut to the mixture for an extra bump of coconut, but I’m glad I didn’t. Bread pudding is so much about texture and consistency that I think the coconut would have been a bit much, though adding a splash of coconut or rum extract (or both) would be a great way to bump up those flavors if one wanted something more pronounced. It kept in the fridge really well, even reheated beautifully. I actually wish I had thought to freeze some (as opposed to eating the whole dish in a few days… No, I’m not proud of it, but I did it) because I bet it would have done well in the freezer as well. I’ve heard of people making the whole dish the night before a big breakfast and then just baking it the next morning, which I think is absolutely brilliant and I can only imagine how awesome it would taste with an entire night marinating and soaking up all those juices. Yes, as per usual the custard sauce defeated me a bit… It was runnier than it should have been. By a lot. But despite not looking like it should have, it still tasted phenomenal. I also may have over-browned (aka burned) some of the bread when I had it in the broiler, but since you can’t see it in the pictures, I admit to nothing. A new favorite breakfast recipe?  You win again, Disney. ~~~~  °o°  ~~~~ In addition to the delicious food and recipes, Disney World is also known for its unique dining experiences, such as character dining and themed restaurants. Whether you want to have breakfast with Mickey Mouse, dine in a replica of a sci-fi drive-in theater at Hollywood Studios, or enjoy a meal with an ocean view at the Coral Reef Restaurant in Epcot, there's something for everyone. And with the help of Recipes Today and the How to Make category, you can even recreate some of these magical dining experiences in your own home. So why not start planning your next Disney-inspired meal or dining experience today? Read the full article