#it’s the same as nyc but now they get to be surrounded by their family

[isolabellz]

“a moment caught” photograph taken by John H Watson at the Holmes-Moriarty residence 1890

inspired by this fic

#i love the idea of john telling his son about sherliam #also like the idea of post nyc sherliam living their little domestic life as husbands in london #it’s the same as nyc but now they get to be surrounded by their family #sherliam #sherlock x moriarty #sherlock x william #moriarty the patriot #yuukoku no moriarty #ynm #william moriarty #sherlock holmes #ynm sherlock #my art

[starry-hughes]

"Why do we keep pretending we don't want to kiss each other?"

jack

star’s 1 year celly!

-

the amount of times you and jack almost kissed was a lot. you’d known jack since he moved to michigan. when you got accepted to a college in nyc he asked if you wanted to live with him, even offered to pay for your metro card so you could commute from jersey.

but it was always just jack and (y/n) best friends. jack and (y/n) best friends who everyone mistakes as lovers. jack and (y/n) best friends who probably almost kiss way too much.

the first time was the night after his first goal. he had been so excited. you were waiting in the hall after the game. standing with his parents and brothers as you all waited for jack. his parents asking about your studies when jack came bolting out of the locker room. only he would score his first goal against his brother. he skipped his parents and his brothers, immediately rushing to you as he hugged you. “congratulations,” you mumbled in his ear as he slipped a game puck into your jacket pocket. when he pulled away from the hug, for that brief second, you were both thinking you were going to kiss. jack pulled away, remembering his family next to the two of you.

the second time was a while later, almost two years later, when the devils were on a hot streak. celebrating with drinks after a particularly good game. you were drunk. jack normally had girls surrounding him but tonight, he had you. he had an arm around you, keeping you steady as you drank more. “you doing okay?” he asked laughing a little watching you struggle to find your cup on the table. “peachy!” your face was warm and eyes glassy as you looked at jack. he thought for a second, if he kissed you now would he taste the vodka crans or your lipgloss? you cleared your throat, looking away and pretending you didn’t want to kiss him. at least drunk you had some morals.

jack was home more when he wasn’t playing due to his injury. which was a blessing and a curse. you loved having him around. it was a bit hard though, being around the person you wanted to kiss all the time. luke was at an away game and it was just the two of you. you had shared a bottle of wine. then two. “what happened to that one girl you were seeing? what was her name?” you giggled. “oh, she broke it off because she didn’t like my relationship with you.”

you frowned, suddenly remembering you were in fact, just his best friend. “i hope i don’t cause problems like that all the time for you.” he panicked. “no! it’s not like that, you’re my best friend.” he cringed at his own words. the wine in your glass swirled. “i think i’m going to bed jack.” you stood quickly from the couch, the wine getting to you as you had to steady yourself.

“(y/n) wait.” jack stood.

“why do we keep pretending like we don’t want to kiss each other?” you finally asked. your cheeks were red and you were finally letting out emotions your held back for years. “we act like we don’t almost kiss one a week jack! o-or that we aren’t upset when one of us starts dating someone. i’m sick and tired of it. and if you don’t reciprocate anything then just stop making me hold out hope every time you almost kiss me.”

he looked at you, comprehending all your words. “i can’t live in the same space as you anymore if i’m just going to be waiting on something that never comes. i’ll just move to-”

jack kissed you. he kissed you so hard that it made up for all the times he didn’t kiss you before. he was done pretending. he let his hands run along the sides of your torso before he pulled you in. you subconsciously let your arms wrap around his shoulders and his neck. when jack finally pulled away, he breathed heavily, forehead resting on yours. “i’m done pretending,” he whispered.

#jack hughes blurb #star’s 1 year celly!

[1dpridefest]

We want to extend a massive thank you to everyone who participated in the first ever edition of the 1D Pride Fest! Whether you submitted a prompt, wrote a fic, created some art, or reblogged everyone’s works, this fest would not have been the same without you, and we thank you all for helping us celebrate Pride Month together!

Links to all of the fics and artworks that were submitted as part of the fest can be found below. Don’t forget to show our authors and artists some love by leaving kudos, commenting, and reblogging their lovely contributions!

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Artworks

🏳️‍🌈 Collaboration between @wendersfive & @broken-beak-flower-feast

🏳️‍⚧️ just get there your own way by @nouisforlife

🏳️‍🌈 Drawing by @harryshandbag

Fics

🏳️‍⚧️ Hold Me Tight (Or Don’t) by @hellolovers13

Falling in love with Louis is easy enough.

Separating Louis from the singer persona Harry has been a fan of for years, however, is not.

But she's not the only one making assumptions.

🏳️‍🌈 The Magnificent Ms. Malik: A Brand New Era Starts Here by @fifthnormani

In 2013, 1D records the Best Song Ever music video and Zayn feels different after he puts on his Veronica outfit. He doesn't know what to do with these feelings or what they mean; luckily Niall is there to help and gives Zayn a new word that opens up a world of previously unimagined possibilities.

Ten years later, in 2023, she calls Niall up again to tell him her new name.

🏳️‍⚧️ Ask Him by @fxckingprincesspark

When Lewis Capaldi gets pressed for information on who he's dating, he admits it... he's been seeing Niall Horan. The only problem? He jokes so much that no one believes him.

🏳️‍🌈 Inner Crisis by @neondiamond

Louis calls an LGBTQ+ crisis hotline after coming out as asexual to his friends and family doesn’t quite go as well as he’d hoped. Harry answers his call.

🏳️‍⚧️ you made my heart stop by @itsnothesameasitwas

Don’t you ever feel like your life has been perfectly composed until one day it wasn’t, that everything seemed more than fine but it was not, because sometimes as simple as it might sound or look, it could change your life?

OR a Heartstopper AU, but in HarryandLouis Universe.

🏳️‍🌈 somewhere in between and not at all by @greeneyesfriedrice with art by @alphalouis

He’s always known that he’s some sort of queer. There’s no doubt about it. When he was younger, he loved the feeling of his sister’s pantyhose on his legs, and loved to play dress up whenever he could. But it never went any further than that, and as he got older, he hid that part from himself. There were more homophobes than not in his school, and he couldn’t risk anything getting out.

While he was hoping that he would become more involved in the gay scene, he wasn’t expecting it to happen so immediately. He’s barely been in NYC for two days, and he’s now surrounded by all different types of men and…others? God, he isn’t even sure what to call them. He really doesn’t know much.

(or, Harry is new to NYC and discovers something about himself, and Louis is there for him. Always.)

🏳️‍⚧️ Paint A Rainbow Inside My Heart by @cyantific

A story about hiding in plain sight and the journey to revealing your truth, told in six acts.

Or, the five times Harry queer coded with actions, behaviors or clothing and the one time he was too proud to hide anymore.

A 5+1 fic.

1D Pride Fest Collection on AO3

#1d pride fest #final round-up #1d pride fest masterpost #pride fest fic and art masterpost #thank you to all the creators! #happy pride! 🏳️‍🌈

[weregreatatcrime]

"Holy crap you look like hell" is Such a Donnie Phrase but I can't pick which Donnie. Maybe @ a Leo. Could be his. Or a different.

You're so right. Since I've been focused on my lil crossover comic idea I think I'll just write? Smth?? For that?? This is perfect for 2007 Donnie and SAINW Leo both. They BOTH look like hell lmfao. ask meme from here!

"Holy crap, you look like hell." Donatello couldn't help but blink and stare at the older version of his eldest brother.

"I would say the same to you, kid." The older turtle snorted. "When was the last time you slept?" He accused.

"Sorry, my filter's a bit... scrambled right now." Don rubbed his face tiredly. He didn't sleep very well, since... well, since he had to get an awful job with awful hours and deal with his awful older brothers- anyways.

"It's alright." Older Leo - and they were going to have to get nicknames or something sorted out, really - gave a small smile. "...Seriously, you doing okay? You look... exhausted."

"I'm just... very busy." Donatello sighed. "And now all this-" He motioned to the bright expanse around them. "-happens. I was just recovering from the last big weird thing we went through." Leo coming back like all was okay just because he was here, Raph and him at each other's throats, fighting Winters, giant monsters, whatever the hell the Foot were up to back in NYC again...

"I get that." Leonardo said, sounding tired. "We just got Don back, just got the new base set up, safe to live in, and now this. I just... hope they don't freak out too bad."

Donnie's blood ran cold. "Your... your Donatello was... gone?" He regretted his lack of filter when Leo sighed like the entire world was on his shoulders.

"Not... of his own accord. Not that the same can be said of- of the rest of us." Leonardo said quietly. "We all messed up. But we were working on it and we finally got him back and then..." He spoke very stilted and uncertain, like he had to remind himself to keep speaking. He sounded hoarse too. Strange.

Donatello hesitated now. The older Leo was beat to hell, scars covering every inch of skin he could see. His jacket was old and beat up with age. His gear looked like it was put together from scraps. Even worse was the way he looked at all of them. Regretful. Exhausted in a way Donnie didn't have words for.

"My family drama isn't... important, right now, though." Leo shook his head as if waking up and looked out into their strange surroundings. "Do you need to get some sleep before we start looking around? I can stand watch."

"Or Big Raph can just carry you!" The short, freckled version of Mikey jumped into their conversation with a wide smile.

Big Raph growled in annoyance but nodded. "Wouldn't be the first time, though you're a lot lighter than my Mikey."

"I'll be good for now, but thanks." Don chuckled.

#my stuff #my writing #ask #ask meme #messy messup mix #tmnt 2007 #2007 donnie #tmnt sainw #sainw leo #ftfd #yesssss i'm using him from my own fic shush #voidwalkers

[jack-kellys]

cannot remember if i sent you one sooo

Monster Hunters AU/World War I AU

- @we-are-inevitable ✨

this is the second one u sent but i had like a "funny" thought abt it??

so the time period is wwi. so this is a canon era vibe, but.. without the newsies part lmaoo the gang's like in their early 20s in this let's say.

it's 1919, and the attacks in new york city are the worst they've ever been. (they're bad across the country, but nyc's been hit hard.)

davey's family is stuck in their small apartment, having no choice but to stay since the prices are higher just about anywhere else in the state. the attacks are violent, of course– ravenous, torn flesh, only leaving gory destruction in their wake. but with his family getting closer and closer to being in real danger, davey's been paying closer attention, reading every story he can catch in the other local papers, and the attacks are starting to look strategic. like those things are capable of planning and analyzing.

said things are...hard to classify. he's never seen one, it's rare people do and survive or remember, but the descriptions are never the same. some are large, a decayed color, with no discernible face besides teeth. most are said to have long, sickle-like claws due to the usual nature of attacks. but some are small and run on all four limbs, some have long, mangy manes, or weeds growing out of their veins. they're monstrous, and there doesn't seem to be any other way to put it.

but there's a pattern now, he tells his chief editor (davey's a grammatical editor primarily, not writing the stories quite yet), and how has no one said anything?

until, quite suddenly, the president wages open war against the creatures, finally, though war is a strange thing to call it. but at least davey can do something, and get these things out of his city.

the "funny" part that i was thinking about is like... basically the government puts people into five person individual squadrons based on collaboration of skills and my brain was like "oh like a d&d party"! so davey is assigned into a monster hunting dnd party consisting of uhh lets say. mush, albert, finch, specs.

their second mission after basic training takes them north of the city around sleepy hollow, since plenty of attacks have taken place in vulnerable suburbs. in fact, most of the town had been deserted, most suburban dwellers able to afford housing elsewhere. there's been a consistent group of monsters traced to this area, and they're tasked with taking them out. it's grim, but if it gets these things further than his family, then davey'll do anything.

but it's a battle.

those things are fast, quicker than finch's aim or al's grenades, and davey's commands fall short too. it comes down to close combat, specs shouting out possible exit routes while davey and the rest do their best with knives against claws.

they sink into albert's leg, and finch's side. they scrape specs' face and mush's medical attention can't keep up before he's practically swatted against a tree. davey's arm gets raked, his skin tearing while he stabs the thing the best he can glaring into its deep, night-sky eyes. he gets slammed into the ground, something cracking, hearing albert call out for him before it all fades away.

he's surprised he wakes up, but when he does, he is.. elsewhere.

definitely further into the forest of the town, greenery and tall trunks of trees surrounding them- them, since through barely-opened eyes he can make out his squad. no monsters, though, and his team is bandaged up so mush must have... but mush is unconscious with the rest of them, so who–

"morning, neighbor," is said to him, and davey looks up. a young man is in front of him, accent a bit heavier than his own, but certainly manhattan. davey can barely move–pretty sure he's broken a few ribs–and the man seems to sense this and kneels down. he looks familiar. messy dark hair, deep tan skin with a rosy undertone, and even deeper, night-sky eyes.

davey's own widen. the man grins, and his teeth are a bit mismatched and sharp. now that he has davey's attention, he notices the man has bandages hidden under his shirt from where davey must have stabbed him.

"i'm called jack. i'm gonna tell you a story, but if you don't believe it, i'll have to kill you and your team so you don't squeal. deal?"

not like davey has much choice. "...deal."

soooooo Basically. the "monsters" are government experiments on young humans gone wrong and they are now getting revenge on the country <3. so the war is a front to basically exterminate the government's failure to create what was likely meant to be supersoldiers!!

#newsies #davey jacobs #jack kelly #anyway this is so slay #its not a fantasy/sci fi newsies au without defying authority and systematic oppression!!!! #thank u jac!! #newsies aus #fizz answers #fizz wants to write #this is the definition of a snippet.. my ghost thing was not #fizz freaks #mush meyers #medic mush is actually very personal to me ok #albert dasilva #finch cortes #specs #specs newsies #specs's last name is sani in my brain but the newsies tag doesnt know that :( #mutuals

[sgtmickeyslaughter]

Tag Game Wednesday !!!

thank you @jrooc for coming up with such fun festive questions! i didnt get to do this on time because my offices holiday party was last night so today has been rough

Favourite (lol) nickname you’ve ever been given: I think gillie is probably the cutest, but gigi is the most commonly used

Where are you located?

What season is it where you are now? I think winter? it sure is fucking cold !

Favourite tradition this time of year: I always go surfing with my brother on christmas when we are home, real christmas for me has always been about a bright, warm sunny day at the beach with my family

Favourite holiday food:  usually we make seared ahi or steaks for Christmas dinner, so those two

Mulled wine, eggnog or hot apple cider?: mulled wine!! delish

Turkey, Ham or Nut Roast (Or Tofurkey?)? respectfully as fuck, bleh to all three, i dont think ive ever even heard of a nut roast. but we might make a crispy pork belly

Would you rather spend the December holidays in:  A cabin in the woods surrounded by snow, or a house on the beach with sun and sand?: EASY! Im already flying home to the beach for christmas

Are you pro-snow or anti-snow? very pro snow, if its going to be cold it better fucking snow, otherwise its just cold for what?

Have you ever built a snowman? yes, it was one of my first to do's when i got here, i built a tiny little snowman outside my dorm

Skiing or Snowboarding? neither! ice skating

Do you decorate for the holidays? This has been the first year that I got a little christmas tree for my apartment, it makes waking up in the dark mornings a lot easier

Favourite holiday movie? I love the grinch and elf, and i count edward scissorhands as a christmas movie and usually my family will watch one of the harry potter movies lets throw in a dog named christmas, just for fun

Favourite holiday fanfic? Yesterday i would have said I dont know any holiday fics, but luckily @gallavichfanficlibrary pulled together a rec list of holiday fics so, all of those !

If you were to star in a Hallmark movie, who would be your love interest? since i have the saltburn disease rn i would say barry keoghan bc we have the same slightly off putting energy

Where would it take place? it would be hilarious to set it somewhere like arizona right? but no one in the world does christmas quite like right here in nyc so that would be my final answer

play along if you havent already !!! tag me if you see this and choose to play!!

#tag game #sgt says #Spotify

[thepjoarchivist]

Grover Unexpectedly Loses His Pants

Confession time: I ditched Grover as soon as we got to the bus terminal.

At this point, I can’t blame Percy for ditching Grover at the earliest opportunity. Grover isn’t being a good friend and he’s freaking Percy out without telling him anything. I can firmly say that I do not like Grover.

Percy lives in an apartment on East One-hundred-and-fourth and First. The only housing I can find in that area on Google Maps is a low-income shelter. I wonder if there was something there in 2005 when this book was published or if RR just chose it at random.

A quick rundown on Sally Jackson, Percy’s mother. Her parents died in a plane crash and she was raised by an uncle who didn't care about her. Sally’s dream was to be a novelist and she worked throughout high school to save money for college, but her uncle being diagnosed with cancer put Sally’s life on hold. She dropped out of high school her senior year to take care of him and when he died, she had nothing.

Oh! We get to hear about Percy’s dad now. Okay, so it seems that the relationship was a secret affair and Percy’s father probably has another family hidden in the wings. They weren’t married and they didn’t tell anyone about the relationship. His dad is also rich and important, but one day he sailed off and never came back. Sally has no photos and it makes her sad to talk about Percy’s dad. She said he’s not dead but he’s lost at sea. And she won’t tell Percy his name.

Hmm…I’m going to have to think about that one but it all seems very suspicious.

The next paragraph says that Sally worked odd jobs, took night classes to get her GED, and raised a child full time by herself. That’s a lot of work for one girl fresh out of high school with no prospects. I hope this man at least left some of his riches with Sally but it doesn’t sound like he did.

Finally, she married Gabe Ugliano, who was nice the first thirty seconds we knew him, then showed his true colors as a world-class jerk.

It’s interesting that Sally kept her maiden name when apparently she liked this guy enough to marry him. And despite what Percy has said about Gabe thus far, he seems to have liked him for at least a little while.

Percy is so sweet for apologizing to the readers about the nickname he used for Gabe; Smelly Gabe. Gabe is said to smell like moldy garlic pizza wrapped in gym shorts. I’d imagine that doesn’t smell very good.

I already suspected that the stepdad, Gabe, treated Percy badly based on some of the ways he behaves around authority figures. Now it’s confirmed that Gabe treats Sally badly and that he and Percy do not get along. Unfortunately, it’s very common for predators and abusers to be kind at first and flip personalities when they’ve got their prey under lock and key. A single mother with a young child, struggling to get by financially, who perhaps had feelings for this person at one time, would find it very difficult to leave their abuser in this situation.

Their apartment is little. I wondered how they were able to afford an apartment in NYC but if it’s small that kind of makes sense. Percy walks into a bad situation; Gabe is playing poker with strange men while smoking cigars and surrounded by garbage.

Hardly looking up, he said around his cigar, “So, you’re home.”

Oh no.

(I'll be honest, readers, I had to stop reading for a long time because I skimmed what was coming and it hurt a lot).

I think it's important that Percy uses "my mom" instead of just "mom" when he talks about Sally to Gabe.

I can't blame Percy for feeling nauseous about Gabe's cigar smoke because cigarette smoke does the same thing to me. It sounds like Gabe is a real piece of work.

Whenever I was home, he expected me to provide his gambling funds. He called that our “guy secret.” Meaning, if I told my mom, he would punch my lights out.

The term "guy secret" when referring to an adult man and a preteen makes me sick. Are we going to find out that there's sexual abuse as well as physical abuse?

I looked up the phrase 'punch my lights out' and it means to 'hit someone repeatedly very hard.' I don't like this.

Based on what Percy said earlier, I think it's safe to assume that Percy works summer jobs specifically to pay for his stepdad's gambling addiction. So all of this adds up to Gabe being the worst kind of person in the world.

Gabe rarely goes into work but is still collecting paychecks, so really there's not even an excuse for this type of behavior. Gabe said that Sally is working, too, so that's two (and a half) incomes. I guess it makes sense that they can afford an apartment.

Oh, Gabe is smart. He knows exactly how much Percy's trip cost. Since Percy is selling candy from his dorm, I don't think that Gabe gave him any money for the trip since he said Percy "probably paid with a twenty." Gabe has also surrounded himself with men who don't care that he abuses his wife and child.

My heart is breaking for Percy.

“Your report card came, brain boy!” he shouted after me. “I wouldn’t act so snooty!”

Percy is not acting snooty. He's being very reasonably well behaved considering everything. We can also add verbal abuse to the list of Gabe's transgressions against Percy.

I slammed the door to my room, which really wasn’t my room.

Percy doesn't even think of this space as his bedroom. He spends nine months at boarding schools and doesn't even have a place that feels like home or his for the other three months. Oh, my heart. I don't like this chapter.

Gabe’s smell was almost worse than the nightmares about Mrs. Dodds, or the sound of that old fruit lady’s shears snipping the yarn. But as soon as I thought that, my legs felt weak.

The lifestring being cut still affecting Percy this much must mean that it belongs to him, right? Percy feels like he's being hunted by someone - or something - and I wonder if that has something to do with his upcoming death.

There's some whiplash between Percy working himself into a panic attack and Sally coming home.

She opened the bedroom door, and my fears melted. My mother can make me feel good just by walking into the room.

This is so cute.

Her eyes sparkle and change color in the light. Her smile is as warm as a quilt. She’s got a few gray streaks mixed in with her long brown hair, but I never think of her as old.

How old is Sally? Based on what Percy said about her, I think that she had him fresh out of high school.

Sally doesn't say anything about Percy being expelled. She doesn't even ask how he feels about it. Percy says that she doesn't seem to care that he got expelled. How much does she care about his schooling, period?

I told her she was smothering me, and to lay off and all that, but secretly, I was really, really glad to see her.

Does Percy react like this because he lives in a society where men aren't allowed to have feelings or does he react like this because he's used to swallowing his feelings? Both, I think.

I put such a good spin on the year, I almost convinced myself. I started choking up, thinking about Grover and Mr. Brunner.

Mr. Brunner and Grover don't deserve your sentimentality, Percy. They tried to make you think you were insane.

Percy doesn't want to tell Sally about anything even remotely upsetting. I'm starting to think that Gabe has a bigger hold on Sally and Percy than I thought and that Percy hasn't breathed a word to Sally about what Gabe does to him.

Sally surprises Percy with a trip to the beach in Montauk and that they're going to stay for three nights. They haven't been there for two summers because Gabe said there wasn't enough money. Apparently this is a bribe to get Percy to be nice to Gabe. I have feelings about this but I don't know what they are. Everything about this chapter is like being punched.

Of course Gabe doesn't want them to go. I hope they get to.

Wait a dang minute. They pay for a two-bedroom apartment, private boarding schools, and a gambling addiction...and still have money leftover for a clothing budget? A clothing budget big enough that Sally can rent a cabin on the beach? But Gabe is just the manager of an electronics store and Sally works at a candy store. There's no way. Not even in 2005.

Percy wanting to kick Gabe in the balls is so valid. Me too, Percy. Me too.

For a moment, I thought I saw anxiety in her eyes - the same fear I’d seen in Grover during the bus ride - as if my mom too felt an odd chill in the air.

Is Sally part of the supernatural world too?!

They have a car too? In New York City? It's a '78 camaro. I Googled it and the price ranges from $4,000-18,000 depending on the condition of the car. How are they affording any of this?

Gabe once again insults Percy by calling him "brain boy" and gets one more threat in before Percy and Sally leave.

Percy makes a hand gesture meant to ward off evil and it works on Gabe. I guess that means it doesn't just work on the supernatural, but also on average humans. Unless Gabe is a literal monster.

As we got closer to Montauk, she seemed to grow younger, years of worry and work disappearing from her face. Her eyes turned the color of the sea.

I don't think that Sally is human. She's a little too strange. When she was questioning Percy, Sally was also said to have compelling eyes.

This - along with keeping her maiden name, Jackson, rather than calling herself Mrs. Ugliano - was proof that she wasn’t totally suckered by Gabe. She did have a rebellious streak, like me.

There are a lot of reasons that women don't take their husband's last names. Maybe she's honoring her dead parents by keeping their last name alive. Maybe she wants to have the same last name as her son. Or maybe she just doesn't like it. If I was marrying an Ugliano, I'd also keep my own last name no matter how in love I was.

Percy, I think you mean that you got your rebellious streak from your mother.

Percy asks about his dad.

“He was kind, Percy,” she said. “Tall, handsome, and powerful. But gentle, too. You have his black hair, you know, and his green eyes.”

Percy looks like his dad. It hurts that when Sally says he would be proud of Percy, Percy disagrees. He has no confidence at all.

Oh dang. It's weird that Percy has gone twelve years without knowing that his dad didn't even meet him. I can't believe it's never come up before this. Percy, it isn't stupid to be angry that you were abandoned before you were born. Zero sense of self worth.

Sally says that she and Percy's dad were only together for one summer. Which means that she conceived him during the summer and his birthday would be between…February and April. I think if Sally was far enough along that Percy's father knew, then she probably got pregnant early in the summer and therefore his birthday would be in February. He's a pisces!

Everyone calls Percy 'honey.'

Percy's thoughts are so easy to follow when he goes from being angry at his dad for abandoning him to asking if Sally is also going to abandon him at another boarding school. For all of the praise that Percy has heaped upon her, he really thinks Sally doesn't want him around.

Sally tells Percy that sending him away is for his own good, reminding Percy of that gaslighter, Mr. Brunner. Percy really can't have any good adults in his life, huh?

Percy's immediate assumption is that he's not normal and based on the thing with Nancy, I'd say he's right about that. Personally, I feel that 'not normal' is a good thing.

“You say that as if it’s a bad thing, Percy. But you don’t realize how important you are. I thought Yancy Academy would be far enough away. I thought you’d finally be safe.”

First of all, what does she know?

Second of all, upstate New York is not far from New York City. Someone please get this woman a map.

She met my eyes, and a flood of memories came back to me - all the weird, scary things that had ever happened to me, some of which I’d tried to forget.

What is going on with Sally???

The man who stalked Percy on the playground sounds like a cyclops. I think they're the only creatures from Greek Mythology with one eye. I think Percy is so used to adults growling at him that he no longer has the instinct to run away and that's why he didn't run when Mrs. Dodds started growling.

I can't believe that Percy strangled a snake to death in his cot at preschool but was left alone long enough that it took his mom coming to pick him up before anyone noticed. If only you guys could see the face I'm making at the thought of Percy playing with a dead snake for possibly hours.

Percy is now saying that every school he goes to, he has to leave because something unsafe and creepy happened but in earlier chapters he says it's because he kept failing. Maybe Sally is alright with the expulsion because she knows it means something weird and creepy happened to Percy?

“I’ve tried to keep you as close to me as I could,” my mom said. “They told me that was a mistake. But there’s only one other option, Percy - the place your father wanted to send you. And I just… I just can’t stand to do it.”

Sally just said that she had to send him far away, now she says she's trying to keep him close? Even if she didn't, Percy has been going to boarding schools his whole life so she hasn't even seen him for most of the year. In fact she's missed a lot of his life so far. I wouldn't call that keeping him close.

A summer camp? Now Percy is going to be gone the whole year.

Percy wants to know more but Sally looks like she's going to cry so he just lets it go. I see that's another thing he inherited from her.

Prophetic dreams about an eagle and a horse. If this was Norse Mythology, I'd think he was dreaming of Odin and Loki…but since it's Greek, I'm guessing that it's Zeus and Poseidon. Love the implication that Zeus is going to blind Poseidon.

Percy wakes up to find it's actually storming. Thankfully the gods aren't actually duking it out on the beach outside Sally's love shack. Are Sally and Percy sharing a bed?

Over the roar of the wind, I heard a distant bellow, an angry, tortured sound that made my hair stand on end.

Something is coming.

Grover?!

Ha! I knew it! Grover is a monster! Well, technically I guess he's a nature spirit. But satyrs have permanent erections and Percy is twelve and Grover is a liar and Percy is twelve so I feel like he's probably a monster of some sort. Grover has also been stalking them. What a creep. I do not like him at all.

Grover berates Percy for not telling his mom about the monster coming after them but how is Percy supposed to know there's a monster coming after him? Are the Fates running after Percy or something because that's the only incident Percy has had with the supernatural that day. Aside from Grover.

Having watched movies with fauns and satyrs in them, I wouldn't say that any of them limp when they walk (except maybe Pan, from Pan's Labyrinth but he's older than trees and I feel like he gets a pass). It feels…uncomfortable that Grover was faking a disability.

Percy, Sally, and Grover get into the Camaro to outrun something that may or may not be the Fates. I've got the feeling that the Camaro isn't going to make it to the end of the book.

Well, this was a heavy chapter. Hopefully the next one is easier and I get it out sooner.

#percy jackson #pjo #pjo series #riordanverse #the lightning thief #percy jackon and the olympians

[dragonslaved]

Okay buckle up I'm gonna talk about the color keys and thoughts on this movie LET'S GOOOOO

So basically a lot of the color theory I'm looking at is based around poor Casey Jones Jr here

The first scene we see of him is the opening 2044 scene. A lot of warm palettes, reds/yellows/oranges. It stays consistent through until he gets to NYC, but for the 2044 scene the only people we know and see are Casey, Leo, and Mikey. That's all of the Hamato fam that is present and active.

Once he gets to NYC, Casey is alone. He doesn't know anyone, he doesn't have anyone with him. The palette shifts to cool tones, blues/greens/purples. It's bright and vibrant in a way he's never seen, but he also (we assume) has never been really alone before.

Then, once he finds April, there is a single spotlight of warm color amidst the sea of cool tones. One member of the Hamato fam is there.

The palette shifts back to the full warm palette when he's being interrogated by the entire family. Everyone that is alive is present, and Casey is surrounded by the spirit of those who raised him and that he knew in 2044.

It shifts again during the first Krang fight to the neutral tones with the harsh fuchsia with the introduction of the Krang in this timeline. Everyone is present, but so is the threat he just left hours ago (IT'S BEEN HOURS FOR THIS POOR BOY) bringing in the strong pink with no warmth of yellows or oranges.

After Raph is gone, the palette stays pretty neutral to cool tones. The scene in the lair where Leo loses it has just enough variety of other colors peaking out in the background for the rest of the family that is there, but their family isn't whole now, so it's missing Raph's red tones and is replaced with the Krang’s pink overlaying a lot of it.

The tank scene has all the brothers available present, so it's back to warm colors. But as soon as they're confronted with the Krang again (again, a threat Casey just left that stole Raph from them), it's back to the darker neutrals.

And then we have a gorgeous color palette when it's just Casey and Leonardo. Muted blues and a lot, LOOOOT of gray. Everyone in the family is missing now. Leo and Casey don't know what's happening to Raphael, and they don't know what happened to Donnie and Mikey. And they don’t know what’s happening to April and Splinter at that moment. Casey is realizing that his Leonardo was a combination of all his family in 2044, and this present day Leonardo has not become that yet. I'm also going to be a fucking nerd and point out that the only light source in this scene is above and behind Casey, shining down on Leo. Casey is enlightening him to what he needs to do.

And then the quick shot of the elevator shaft with Leonardo accepting that he needs his family as much as they need him has the gradual introduction of warm colors again, just barely, following Leonardo as he leaves the scene to the right.

The Metro Tower and rooftop scenes both have a warm tinge to it but still with the vibrant Krang pink overlaying everything. Almost the entire family is together again, just missing Raph who has now been Krangified. But now they're all on the same page with a plan.

Casey taking the key back goes into a really sharp purple-with-pink. Now the whole family is together again except Leo, and Leo is the mentor that Casey lost. The Krang are taking away his mentor again, and will always color his experience different from everyone else. He's gone through this twice now; he's also alone for this. None of the Hamato fam are there seeing him, and he is alone facing this loss a second time.

And then we reach the end! The "grab a slice" scene, where everyone is there and whole. Everyone of the Hamato fam that is present and active is there with him, sharing this moment, and it is the same color palette as the beginning.

I just think it's Neat TM.

#rise tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt #rise of the tmnt

[yonce6496]

Hacketteer Headcannons

Nick: He is the other character that I get NYC vibes from. Though he’s originally from Australia Nick and his family have moved all over, they’ve lived in South Africa, Germany and Spain. His mother is a top real-estate agent who works for an international firm that specializes in selling luxury penthouses. Now all their globe-trotting has landed him in NY. Nick is an only child, he doesn’t feel lonely or left out, he’s never been really expressive anyway, but the frequent moves has taken a toll on his social life, he finds it hard to keep in touch with the few friends he has made when they’re a world away and in different time zones. It always takes him a while to open up and it feels like just when he has it’s time to move again. They’ve always moved as a family up until this point, but this time his dad stayed behind while he and his mom went to the US.

 They each told him it was only supposed to be for a few months until he was able to wrap up some projects at work and get the house sold, but now it’s a year and a half later and he still only sees his dad on video chat. Nick has no idea if his parents are divorced or not, neither of them talk about it, or even each other and he feels like he can’t bring it up. Nick’s been resenting his parents for it, mostly his mother though, he has no meaningful relationships in his life, he’s not close to either of his parents and can’t keep friends. Nicks always had a slightly better connection with his father since they spent a lot of time camping, but now he’s in a concrete jungle without his dad. He’s just ending his senior year of High school so there’s no point making connections now. Nick doesn’t even feel like he has a real home, moving across the globe from condo to condo they all have the same white minimalist look, he barely even remembers his home in Australia. Nick decided to become a counselor at Hacketts Quarry Summer Camp because it’d get him away from the city and surrounded by nature. He always felt stifled by the city and really needs a getaway. During the night of the full moon as Nick turns, I feel a lot of the things he says to Abi is coming from his own frustrations at himself. Nick spent his whole summer being interested in her and as far as we know his only real relationship was a shallow friendship with Jacob. This time Nick had no one to blame but himself, he still wasn’t able to get anywhere with Abi and instead of taking the blame on himself he pushed it onto Abi and her slow indecisive nature.

#the quarry #nick furcillo #the quarry nick #hacketteers #headcannons

[str33tydr1ft]

|// Sudrian Streets \\|// Humanized TTTE Au \\|

| Short Summary : Sodor is built like NYC, the Vicarstown area and surrounding area is luxurious and all done up, basically the main part of the island. The further out you go the more run down it gets, Knapford and Tidmouth being the most run down. Due to that this AU focuses around the characters living in that area of the island, working as railway workers, alongside dealing with their own little mafia and crime life they've created for themselves. |

Okay so now that the Short Summary's up and done, time to explain.

ABOUT -

Like in the short Summary, Sodor is built like NYC. Vicarstown being the most done up, with the further out you go, the less and less nice it becomes. Knapford and Tidmouth are the most run down cities out of them all, most of the main cast lives around there too. The only successful thing there is the railway that keeps Vicarstown going, where the main cast also works at. Knapford and Tidmouth are crime riddled hellholes, and so it's up to the main cast to survive there with their own little crime syndicate.

CHARACTERS -

Thomas Kingston - He's more or less like Prowler Miles, he's a vigilante, he does what he does to keep everyone alive for at least one more day. But he will fight - or even kill - anyone if he has to. Out of all of his friends and colleagues he has the most advanced equipment out of anyone. Due to stealing multiple stuff from goods trains that are meant to go to Vicarstown from Knapford. He's managed to make himself his own armor set with the stuff he's taken. So yeah he also has a suit similar to the prowler. Only his brother, Percy, and his dads, Gordon and Henry know about this, and often do their best to help him as best as they humanly could with it. Nonetheless he still does his best. His normal part of his life consists of him working as an engine engineer, while he struggles his way through college.

Percy Kingston - As Thomas' younger brother, and the youngest child to Gordon and Henry, he's the most protected out of anyone of the main cast. He works similarly to Thomas but completely different at the same time. Instead he's more equipped with grappling hooks, and all that jazz. One important thing about him is that he has makeshift wings that he uses to glid around the city. He's more known as the messenger due to the fact that whenever something big is going on like a murderer being on the loose or a big events coming up, he often leaves notes around peoples home letting them know of what's going on due to the fact that even though Knapford's homes do have working tv's and news outlets, none of them ever cover what happens in their own city and surrounding cities. So Percy took it upon himself to be that news outlet that people need. His normal life is the same as Thomas. He works as an engine engineer, while he struggles his way through his last year at high school.

Gordon Kingston - He's the crime boss, if anything happens to anyone you tell him, and it'll get sorted in one way or another. This man does not know mercy. He forgot what it was a long time ago. Gordon runs his own crime syndicate with his husband Henry. So usually if anything happens, or if something goes wrong, they're either the cause or there to fix the problem. He adopted Thomas and Percy after he married Henry, and raised the two with him. His family has only really been the only source of his happiness for his entire life now. His normal life is the same as the others, but instead of being an engineer he's a engine driver.

Henry Kingston - ack

| THIS POST IS A BIG WIP MORE INFO WILL COME SOON!!! |

[sydsaint]

Flirty Short King Content

Summary: The reader is the Bucks sister who is always being flirty and forward with Adam.

Wednesday morning you are busy at work in the gym before Dynamite later in the day. Matt and Nick are both working on the weight rack a couple of feet away and you're busy on the pullup bar. There is a comfortable silence amongst the trio until the silence is interrupted by Matt and Nick's buddy, Adam Cole. 

"Matt, Nick! You guys been here long?" Adam walks up to his buddies with a grin before he spots you there as well. "Oh, and look who it is. My favorite member of the Jackson family! Y/N, I haven't seen you in a few weeks, gorgeous." 

You drop down from the pullup bar and roll your eyes. "Adam, what a pleasure it is seeing you again." You eye him up. "I just got back into town yesterday actually." You explain. "I was in NYC for a friend's wedding." 

"A wedding?" Adam replies. "Sounds like fun. Which friend was it? Anyone that I know?" He asks you curiously. 

"No, she's a friend from when I was a kid." You shake your head. "Why the sudden interest in what I'm up to?" You eye him with suspicion. 

Adam shrugs with a smug grin on his face. "What? Is being interested in Matt and Nick's frustratingly attractive sisters a crime now?" He asks you. "Maybe I want to know if I have any competition for your undivided attention." 

You roll your eyes again, a hint of a smile playing on your face. Matt and Nick both gag at the display in front of them which earns a small laugh from you. 

"Trust me, Cole, you are nowhere near the top of the list of men I'd consider letting hit it." You tease him with a laugh. "I'm gonna hit the showers and head back to my room. I'll see you guys later at the show. Bye, Adam." You flash one last teasing smile at Cole before you walk off. 

Adam watches you walk away until you are out of sight, mesmerized by the way you seemingly sway your hips just for him. He shakes his head when you're gone and turns back to Matt and Nick. 

"Man, your sister is something else." He chuckles and sets down his water bottle. 

Nick rolls his eyes at Adam's comment and adds some weight to his bar. "Yeah, a pain in the ass." He sneers. 

"Got that right." Matt agrees and does the same. 

You head back up to the hotel floor that you're staying on and head to your room. While you're getting freshened up in the shower you recall a conversation you had with your friend Emilia while in town for her wedding a few days ago. 

(flashback)

"I cannot believe you right now!" Emilia giggles as she sets her fork down. "You're telling me that you are surrounded by all of those fine men and you aren't getting with any of them? Talk about a waste. Girl, I'd be all over that locker room by now." 

You laugh and pull another plate of tester cake towards you. "This is coming from the girl that is getting married this weekend?" You laugh with her. "A lot of those guys already have girlfriends or wives, mind you." You add. 

"And what about the single ones?" Emilia teases you. "What about that hot one that I see hanging out with you and your brothers on tv all of the time? Andrew? Abe? Adam? Yeah, Adam!" She asks you. "You know? Kind of short, long hair, cocky attitude? He single?" 

You roll your eyes playfully and dig into your cake. "Yeah, he's single. Single and 100% full of himself." You answer her question. 

"That's perfect!" Emilia claps her hands. "Come on, Y/N. I know that you're into the guys that ooze confidence out of every pore." She teases you. "And this Adam guy is a total 10. You've got to hit that." She insists. 

"Okay okay!" You laugh and change the subject. "Can we stop talking about my sex life and get to why we're here? We're supposed to be choosing a cake flavor for the wedding, remember?" You remind her. 

(End flashback)

You hang around in your hotel room for a couple of hours until it's time to head down to the arena for the show. When you arrive backstage in the locker rooms, Nick and Matt aren't quite there yet. But your brothers almost never arrive early for anything so you're not worried. 

You set down your bag and pull out your ring gear for the night then strip off your shirt so you can get changed really fast. You manage to get your shirt and bra off when the doorknob turns and someone comes into the room. 

"Shit!" You yelp when the door opens. You quickly grab up your discarded shirt and cover your chest just as Adam pokes his head through the door. "Didn't your mother ever teach you to knock?" You snap at Adam. 

 "Hmm?" Adam shuts the door behind him and notices your lack of clothes. "Oh, would you look at that? Looks like I am just in time for the show." He grins at you. "Y/N, please don't stop on my account." 

You watch Adam sit down and eye you up with that same grin of his. "Screw off, Cole!" You toss a shoe at him. "Can't a girl get a little privacy in her locker room?" You ask him. 

"This is technically our locker room," Adam replies. "Come on, we both know that I was bound to get you naked sooner or later anyway." He adds with a grin. 

"Adam!" You warn him with a glare. 

Adam sighs and gets up from his seat with his hands up. "Fine, I'll wait out in the hall." He walks over to the door and slips back out into the hall. 

You sigh in relief now that Adam is gone and not undressing you the rest of the way with his eyes. You quickly get changed and beckon him back into the locker room. Adam comes back into the locker room and sits back down where he was before. 

"Thank you for waiting." You give a quick thanks to Adam as you stuff your normal clothes back into your bag. 

Adam nods. "Of course! I know I can be pushy sometimes, N/N. But I'm not a perv." He adds sincerely. 

"Mhm." You hum and zip up your bag. "I'm gonna step out and call Matt and Nick to see where they are if you want to get changed now." You inform him. 

"Oh, you can stay and watch me change if you want." Adam immediately goes back to being an ass. "I can guarantee that you'll love the view." He teases you with a wink. 

You laugh and roll your eyes. "Yeah, you're going to have to try harder than that, Cole." You walk over to the door. "But maybe eventually you'll get into my pants. Just not tonight." 

"You play a cruel game, Y/N Jackson!" Adam calls after you. "But I will end up winning! It's just a matter of time!" He adds as the door closes on him. 

#aew #aew dynamite #aew dark #aew elevation #aew fanfiction #aew imagine #wrestling #all elite wrestling #adam cole #young bucks #undisputed elite

[arabellambers]

⋙ did you see ARABELLA AMBERS at that rager last night? i think they major in PHOTOGRAPHY as a JUNIOR. from what i hear they’re CHARMING & FREE SPIRITED, but they can be pretty SNARKY too, depending on who you ask. there was a rumor going around last semester that SHE RUNS A MASSIVE ASTROLOGICAL MEME ACCOUNT, but it seems way too wild to be true- maybe i’ll get to know UCSB’s resident FLOWERCHILD better & find out. 

Hey guys I’m dani and this is my intro thingy, it’s been a really long time since i las joined a group, so i’m very excited about this! this is my bby arabella. i’d love to plot with everyone, so if you’re interested you can always interact with this post and i’ll come to you, or we can figure things out in discord, you can find me at  dani - pancake boss#1803

—— ☆˖THE STATS. ❜

full name: Arabella Rose Ambers

nicknames: Bella, Ro, anything you can come up with really

age: twenty-one

birthday: October twenty-six 2000

zodiacs: Scorpio sun, Aries rising, Libra moon

gender/pronouns: cisfemale - she/her

nationality: painfully american

hometown: manhattan, new york

occupation: photography major / aspiring musician

favorite colors: burgundy, white, blue and black

favorite foods: pasta and cheesecake

—— ☆˖PERSONALITY. ❜

A good way to describe Arabella would probably be annoyingly effortless, things just seem to happen for her like lightning in a bottle. A little moody and sarcastic and a lot snarky and passionate. She’s very short tempered and reactive, and her mouth runs faster than her common sense. She portrays herself with a lot of confidence and determination, when she puts her heart and mind into something there’s no stopping her, she’s stubborn like that. She definitely has a thing for dramatics, and she can be unapologetically bitchy and cruel when she feels like she’s been crossed. She’s not one to take shit from people, and will call someone out if she needs to. On the other hand, she’s fiercely loyal and caring. She’s charming and has a way with words, and when you really get to break down her walls, you’ll find yourself with a hopeless romantic, a massive dork, but mostly a ridiculously sweet and affectionate person who just has a hard time letting people in.

She's definitely a social butterfly and loves doing stupid spontaneous shit. Her heart beats for adventure, to the point she’s rather reckless, she’s the friend that will get you drunk and convince you a tattoo is a magical idea, or to drag your ass to the stage during karaoke night.  She values her friends just as much, if not more than her family. And she’s constantly looking for ways to keep them happy. On the contrary most of her problems she keeps to herself, instead coping through unhealthy adventures.

—— ☆˖BACKGROUND. ❜

Arabella was born to what could only be described as a couple of privileged artsy hippies. Esther and James met when they were still in college, her dad took a semester abroad at the same time as her mother, and they instantly fell in love exploring the italian views.

Her dad started out his career as a photographer’s assistant, and slowly climbed his way up, he’s now one of the most sought-after DP’s and Directors in the film industry, with several awards and accolades to his name. Her mom on the other hand is a famed costume designer working in big film and tv productions. She’s by all means a nepo baby in a more discreet kind of way.

They’ve been established in NYC for as long as Bella remembers. She’s definitely a big city girl and loves the fast paced lifestyle that only a city like NY offers. She has plans to go back after college and make it her permanent residence.

All her life she’s been surrounded by art, film, fashion and music. The latter being her true call. If she could have it her way, she’d be trying her luck with music, she’s an incredible singer and also plays piano and guitar. Her parents were both really against it.

She however feels a big passion for film and photography, she grew up roaming around movie sets and fashion shows, she’s known all the proper slang since she was 12, and could definitely see herself making movies if everything else fails.

—— ☆˖INTERESTS. ❜

☽ All things music, her favorite genres being alt and folk

☽ Film and tv (her favorite movie is RAN by Akira Kurosawa)

☽ Art in general

☽ Fashion, her mother taught her how to sew and she will still occasionally make a random piece of clothing. It’s more of hobby

☽ Astrology (she'll look up your birth chart against your will and gift you jewelry with your birthstone)

☽ History

—— ☆˖FUN FACTS. ❜

☽ Her style is very out there, she is willing to try the weird random things, especially with makeup. Her everyday style is a mix of girly grunge and boho, she loves layering dainty jewelry and more often than not she’s wearing some variation of chunky black boots. Lots of tight skirts and flowy dresses, and the very random power suit.

☽ Character inspo: Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf), Lorelai Gilmore (Gilmore Girls), Prudence Night (CAOS), Joan Holloway (Mad Men).

☽ Aesthetics: Wild ginger hair in messy braided styles, kittenish smiles shared across a crowded room, spicy perfumes accidentally lingering in your clothes, a constellation of freckles, a collection of candids taken in sneaky moments, serendipitous encounters with strangers, that one melody stuck in your head all day.

—— ☆˖POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS. ❜

—— ☆˖SQUAD (0/3). ❜ Her closest group of friends. This is like family, the first people she calls at 3 am when she’s in deep trouble and can count on them to bail her out. The people that are part of every single one of her stupid adventures, they share tattoos, secrets, and just about everything.

—— ☆˖FRENEMIES (0/1). ❜ For any given reason they are ALWAYS at odds, they are very competitive, and are always butting heads.  They fight a lot, but it all happens with a sickeningly sweet tone. It’s like nobody wants show how much they truly dislike each other.

—— ☆˖LOVE TO HATE YOU (0/1). ❜

A love/hate relationship like no other, the banter and creativity these two have to insult each other is uncanny. More than once their heated arguments have brought them just inches from each other, but they would never, right? I mean... they hate each other, don’t they?

—— ☆˖EX (0/?). ❜

An ex, this can be as drama free and lighthearted or as dramatic and awful as you want it to be. Maybe Bella cheated, maybe your character just ghosted her. Maybe it’s an on again off again, maybe it was a super toxic relationship. Everything is fair game.

—— ☆˖FORMER HOOKUP (0/1). ❜ They only hooked up once, under any possible circumstance, nobody really knows about it and they both regret it terribly, it’s very awkward between them for whatever reason, and don’t really know how to deal with it.

—— ☆˖FRIENDS/ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS (0/1). ❜ It could be either way, really good friends who occasionally hook up just to kill some time and relieve some stress, or it could be a situation of hating each other so badly, but somehow always ending up in bed together.

—— ☆˖UNLIKELY FRIENDSHIP/GOOD INFLUENCE (0/1). ❜ Looking at them, you would never guess these two have anything to do with each other, much less be super close friends. Their friendship took everyone by surprise, but this is the person that keeps Bella somewhat grounded. They know her super well, and rely on Bella to help them when things get tough.

—— ☆˖BAD INFLUENCE (0/1). ❜ This is the one person who encourages Bella to do her worse, who enables her poor coping mechanisms. Whenever it all becomes a little too much, and when trying to be good it’s just not possible anymore, Bella goes to this person… And all hell breaks loose.

☽ —— ☆˖THE COLLATERAL DAMAGE (0/2). ❜

Maybe Arabella was involved in a friend’s relationship ending, maybe it’s a full on triangle, maybe it was just a stupid drunken mistake, but she was instrumental in ruining someone’s (maybe a friend’s?) relationship and no amount of sorrys will make it better.

☽ —— ☆˖THE UNREQUITED CRUSH (0/1). ❜

Someone Bella was crushing really hard, but this person never quite reciprocated (could be the other way around too, whatever you prefer)

@cybulletin​

#cy.intro #intro #hii #i'm very excited about plotting with everyone #also if anyone has any wanted connections you think bella could be good for i'd be more than happy to play it!

[germangallon2]

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From Doubt to Hope: How Cornelius Eady's Play ‘Running Man’ Reignited Broadway's Spirit at Lincoln Center

by Levi Wise Kenneth Catoe Jr.

April 8, 2024 - If you haven't already figured it out in the year 2024 post-pandemic, Broadway seems to be in a peculiar place right now. From a rhetorical point of view, every time a play enters Broadway, the same play soon exits. Leaving many to ponder whether Broadway will ever regain its footing. The discourse surrounding Broadway existed in a universe long before Hollywood, and its stars rivaled the social clout of all the Hollywood luminaries of the day. Stars such as Tallulah Bankhead, Mary Martin, Ethel Mermen, and the Barrymore family were more than Drew’s ancestors; these were A-List stars with the most pop mainstream appeal, but nowadays people are more likely to know who Drake is than who Ben Platt is, and this is not to create rivalry but only to ask what’s become of Broadway. Last night, Lincoln Center found the solution.

During Broadway’s current busy revival scene, which includes the occasional lackluster "Jukebox Musical' or what's become a relic these days, the 'Black Theater' that typically fails to find its audience among post-pandemic attendees, this is further proof of the axiom that some plays simply need to find their time to succeed. Several of the most famous theater works of today stand on the shoulders of artists whose names aren’t cited, remembered, or compensated. Many of these missing musical masterworks are often the labor of BIPOC creators and women. To remedy this state of affairs, the Cast Album Project—helmed by the multiple Tony Award-winning composer Jeanine Tesori (Fun Home; Caroline, or Change; Kimberly Akimbo) and Obie and Drama League-winning director Anne Kauffman (Marvin’s Room, The Sign in Sidney Brustein’s Window)—reconstructs the scores of lost musicals and records them in concert in the hopes of preserving them for future generations to rediscover.

One such reconstructed work is Running Man by composer Diedre Murray and poet Cornelius Eady. The disappearance of a young African American man is told through an explosive convergence of jazz, opera, and chamber music. This hauntingly beautiful story was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize for Drama and won an OBIE for composition. Join us for a two-night-only concert of Running Man—finally capturing, for eventual release, a long-belated, first-time cast album. The libretto is based on Cornelius Eady’s cycle of poetry of the same name, published in the book Brutal Imagination by Penguin Random House, and was a finalist for the National Book Award. Ms. Murray and Mr. Eady have also collaborated on the musical theater pieces You Don't Miss Your Water, Brutal Imagination, and Fangs.

But, for me, it was that Lincoln Center setting that only added to the ambiance of the score. The Running Man cast was staged in front of the glassed wall of the venue; the lights were dimmed with lavender lights, with huge high ceilings and tall windows, as if the cast were performing in the late-night sky of NYC. As the audience viewed the masterful performances of the orchestra, singers, and conductors, the NYC evening traffic below Columbus Circle kept pace with the music as the chorus harmonized among the clouds and skyline. It was truly a spellbinding and amazing experience. It was impossible to look away because every single one of the actor's vocals suited the musical arrangement perfectly, and even when a mistake was made, it was so effortless that had the performer not indicated that they wanted to do it over, the audience would have never caught the mistake that was made. Once the show was over, I was ready to see more, but unfortunately, that never happened. The performance lasted around 90 minutes, and after the actors took a few bows, they were whisked away with no encores. Maybe that’s the metaphor for the evening Broadway, which was once here to stay, now only gets whisked away too quickly, but I will always be grateful for last night. 

Levi Wise Kenneth Catoe Jr.

Editor, BOSS, NY

*excerpts from this article were taken from DO NYC

(Cast Album Project:  Running Man, Day 2 at Lincoln Center)

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Mvelo Mahlangu in NYC, Day 5

Today started off a little slow and I took my time getting ready since my first activity was a self guided walk through Central Park. I'm trying to work a better system for my journaling as I've been a day behind in posting them up. I think because I have so many thoughts on what I see or experience, its a little hard trying to put them down into distilled words and sentences.

It was 2 degrees Celsius (35,6 Fahrenheit) with the sun shining down wonderfully again. Central Park was buzzing with so much energy and people running, walking, laughing, talking and enjoying the park. It's crazy seeing the contrast between all this nature and the tall buildings surrounding it. A little oasis in the midst of a concrete jungle. Along the self guided tour, I saw some different life size statues, one of Shakespear, the other Columbus and lastly a Native American man running with his dog on a hunt. The last statue froze me into place at just how detailed and life like it looked. With the city as its backdrop, I am reminded that America was colonised and its indigenous people displaced and killed in order to build this 'new world'. Even now, the effects of this colonisation, segregation and attitude towards Native Americans still harms their community. This notion takes me back home in that even after 29 years since the end of Apartheid, the oppressed have this huge scar that plagues them generationally.

I got a bagel for the first time, but made the mistake of buying a cheese bagel. I did not like the cheese filling at all and should've bought a plain one instead. Walking through the Literary mall, I came across the Women's rights statue. Viva to the women before us, and after us who continue to fight against the injustices of patriarchy! As a woman living in South Africa, just walking anywhere I want to alone, with my phone out and taking public transportation here in NYC is a relief. Most times you'll have men cat calling or leering and you're constantly hyper aware of your surroundings. Of course this does depend on the area you're in, but nonetheless, it's a constant reality. Tragically we have the highest rate of GBV and its an epidemic.

2 very interesting things I saw was a group of runners running while holding the Palestinian flag. Then as I walked around the corner, I saw a family walking around with the Israeli flag and boards wishing a young girl be released from the Hamas Kidnapping. It's interesting that I saw this then because it served as a foreshadowing of the zoom meet up labeled "Serving in the Gaza Strip" on my calendar, that I was going to be joining.

I then walked through the tiled 'tunnel' with gorgeous archways. I've definitely seen this spot in movies. As I walked out, I was greeted by a fountain, called Bethesda Fountain, with a statue of a women with wings. People milling about, exercising, it was quite tranquil and pause from the busy air of New York. My final spot along the tour was the Strawberry Fields which honour the late John Lennon. There, I saw a titled mosaic on the floor with the word "IMAGINE" in the middle. Everything in that moment seemed to click. From seeing the Palestinian flag, the Israeli flag and then "IMAGINE" while knowing the meaning behind that song...

I made my way back to the apartment for the zoom meeting. I was cautious and intrigued at the same time because I did not have any context of what I would be hearing apart from "Serving in the Gaza Strip". Would this be from a current or former IDF soldier? Thinking on the decades long oppression of Palestinians and then this current genocidal mission makes me extremely emotional. As a South African born after the end of Apartheid, seen the effects of Apartheid but also heard numerous stories of the times during Apartheid and the White brutalism against Black South Africans, I even have to admit that what is being done to the Palestinians is far worse. And I say this without trying to minimise the experiences of my country and its people but rather to highlight the severity of oppression.

Mr Benzi Sanders who is a former IDF soldier shared his experiences of his relationship with Israel, and why he had chosen to become an activist against IDF & Israeli policies. I commend him on his courage to speak out against what he initially didn't not question and what he grew up in. His mission as a soldier was to protect the Israeli settlers, enforce clear division between Palestinians and Israeli's and then also train as if a war was going to break out. This was 2012 - 2015. In that time, 2014, there was a Hamas vs IDF conflict that shook Benzi. His team along with others, was sent out to search for Hamas suspects. They had to raid areas and check them off as safe zones once inspection was done. Before these raids were done, eviction notices were supposedly sent out to Palestinians urging them to head to safe zones and out of conflicts way. Whoever was left behind and found by IDF soldiers were either killed or detained. His team had found a family hiding in their house and were luckily still all alive. The men of the family were taken back to Israel for questioning while the Women, children and elderly were being protected by his team. Once the area was cleared, they checked it off as a safe zone, his team was ordered to leave the area and as they left, planes dropped bombs below. So the family that managed to remain in their home, and then were thankfully not killed by IDF during the raids, had eventually met their 'inevitable' end. Even as I write now, I can't hold back some of my tears.

One of my favourite piece of writings is by astronomer Carl Saigan, and in his book called Pale Blue Dot there is a passage that highlights the quintessential essence and preciousness of life. He puts it all into perspective using the first image ever taken of our planet from space.

There is no justification for this collective punishment turned Genocide. No justification!

I am so proud of what my country was able to achieve in the ICJ case against Israel. Not only did we readily stand up to hold Israel accountable and demand a ceasefire, we also stood up to the Western powers that have for so long, always enforced laws on others for their benefit. This case really pulled the wool off people's eyes in seeing the politics of the world. This is no longer about religion or colour. It's about resources and the capitalistic gains. Life vs Oil. While a ceasefire is the current mission, how do we picture life once we achieve it?

It's Black history month right now in the States, and so I will end off todays journaling by quoting Martin Luther King: "Injustice anywhere is a threat to Justice everywhere".

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Micro Space

Many people, in the state I live in, either have a house or talk about wanting or getting a house.  Usually people who desire a house have a family under their care or they desire to have a family someday.  In my opinion, living alone in a house can get quite boring and sometimes can also get a bit scary; especially with all that space.

I, on the other hand, do not desire a house. Don't get me wrong, I had moments where I imagined buying a house with many rooms, a basement, and/or attic.

Each room with its own color scheme. The basement - an arcade paradise with all the dance game varieties. The reading room - filled with bookshelves and a side of mirrors. The toy room - large area rug in the middle surrounded by showcases. The tech room - filled with gadgets and computers with the latest updates to get my business started. Three bedrooms, two separate kitchens, and two separate living areas with separate entrances for business purposes.

As detailed as the house is, I do not desire it. I would've, if I had people that I kept around to share it with. Sadly though, I'm a runner.

I desire quite the opposite: micro-apartments. I would like to live somewhere at or below 100 sq ft. I have read such apartments or rooms exist in most major cities. In NYC, the price for such a spot may be $1,000 or more compared to other countries.

In the Summer/Fall of 2013, I temporarily lived, with my son, in a 'micro' apartment in San Diego, CA. The apartment is between 125 sq ft to 150 sq ft and the rent was $900/month. It was the perfect size for me, but it was quite the opposite for my son. We had to move, due to a family emergency. At this moment and time, these apartments are being rented for $1,377. Yikes!

I currently reside in a 900 sq ft, two-bedroom, apartment with my son and roommate. My son and I have the smallest of the two rooms and even that room feels too big for me. We have been living in this apartment for many years and to be honest, no matter how many times I change stuff around, it doesn't feel like home. I am only staying here for my son's sake.

In the past, I thought I needed more space - like my own room -because I don't have a space of my own. My space is everywhere and nowhere at the same time. I even thought if my roommate moved out, this place would finally feel like home. I then realized that is not exactly the case.

After visiting NYC on my own, two times in the past two months, it occurred to me that I am definitely a fan of small spaces. The hotel-sized room of 229 sq ft to 362 sq ft was comfortable at first, but then it started feeling too spacious.

I remember curling myself up in the corner of the room, behind the ceiling to floor curtains, and looking down at the people outside. This made me feel more relaxed. It was like a little getaway section of the room; an escape from all the available empty space.

Someday I will live in a micro apartment.  I would actually live in one right now, if I could.  But, I do not live in a major city nor do I believe there is an apartment under 100 sq ft in my current area. 

Right now, I’ll just deal with the vast space in front of me and suffer just a while longer until I can find a place to call home.

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