#tropic grandmas art :)

[lorenzodalessandro]

Of your grandma and her rabbit

http://instagram.com/lorenzodalessandro

#comics #illustration #illustrazione #drawing #fumetti #editorial #retro #narrative art #cover art #cover design #rabbit #grandma #sea #blue #fishes #tropical fishes #psychedelic art #surrealism #surreal art #nostalgia

[starfxkr]

what's on the girls vanities

pup - mostly skin/lip care and she saves all her money to buy one or two things at a time and she makes it stretch. she's the most freckly so she has hella sun block and after sun but she likes to emphasize them with the freak pen!!! her beach day perfume is normally eau de juice which smells like a fruit smoothie or the hawaiian tropic but the patchouli + plum mix of beyonces midnight hit is her signature. pulls out the lush for special occasions only. has lots of lip gloss because that's the only real makeup she wears but she throws in a lip liner and clear mascara too. her lotions are also fruity/beachy smelling but the patchouli drowns it out tbh.

bunny - if it's pink she's buyin it!!! this can be both standard kook!bunny and pogue!bunny tbh. all her perfumes are light and fruity floral because anything else gives rafe a raging headache. she frequently wears shimmery body oil to parties and loves to beat her face because figure 8 has air conditioning and she won't melt. lots of expensive lotions and creams that she makes rafe pay for because if he wants her pretty he's gotta fund it. is a vs bombshell warrior!!! but she loves soft & dreamy/strawberries & champagne lotion. dolce garden is her beach perfume because its fresh and coconutty, Prada candy florale/chanel chance eau tendre is def the shopping trip perfume, bombshell is pogue!bunny's signature and the miss Dior is for fancy events. she smells like what the other girls call a "sexy baby".

kitten - sticky fingers mcgee here has stolen almost everything here because save a lot rlly doesnt pay her shit. everything is just drugstore for the most part and her makeup is pretty simple. everyday is normally eyeliner + a real nasty sexy red lip and shes a love spell girl. her nails are pretty much always way too long and a burgundy/blood red. wears mostly unscented lotion or oatmeal lotion because this girl is a napper okay she sleeps 24 hrs and doesnt like being assaulted with scents while she sleeps. that's also why she steals the cat sleeping mask because her skin needs some nourishment while shes sleep. stays with cherry chapstick and whether her hair is down or in braids she's using this very expensive hair cream her mom got her as a surprise. everyday perfume is def ck 1 which she actually buys because its only $10-$20 when she gets it. loverdose however is her party perfume it smells like licorice and vanilla and gets her laid every time its like crack to jj.

foxy - she has the least amount of stuff because she wears classes and wants to keep it simple.she has lots of fun with her nails though she has a bunch of different colors and she does her own nail art because she doesn't grow them long. her lips are normally a nude/brown with a reddish brown liner because she has a really defined cupids bow and she likes to emphasize it. she loves a gloss though! does midtown blushes so reddish browns because they seamlessly match her skin tone. actually does eyeshadow but its simple which is why she uses a stick thats normally a rusty red and blends it down, looks stun with brown mascara because black is too much. proud mom perfume wearer!!!! green tea is her everyday for school because she puts it on and forgets about it and it blends well with her lotion. deep red smells amazing with her lotion and her mom gives it to her everytime she sees her so once every 4-6 months. that's her party perfume because that was also her moms party perfume. cashmere mist is what her grandma wore her entire life and she doesnt think it smells like old lady at all she wears it to sleep

#✨.txt #puppy!reader #bunny!reader #kitten!reader #fox!reader #visuals

[macthekat82]

Roll for build challenge

Inspired by @hiphiprenee over on tiktok I made my own Roll for build list. I am mostly using her lists but I have modified them, since I am not building for content, I want houses I actually want. You are all welcome to use or modify it all you want. 

You can either roll everything beforehand or do a few rolls and build, and then give yourself another challenge. Roll either a physical die or a online dice roller. 

I have tagged my build I do with this as #roll4build on the gallery and I am macthekat82 on there as well. 

Type of build 

Micro home  (4-32 tiles)

Tiny Home  (33-64 tiles)

Small home  (65-100 tiles)

Starter home (max §20.000 + 2000 per bed)

Regular home

Lavish home 

Open concept or closed concept?

Open concept (Even)

Closed concept (odd)

Household type

Single sim

Couple

Family

Roommates

Style

Cape cod

Contemporary

Shotgun

Mid-century modern

Victorian

Tudor

Georgian

Mediterranean

Cottage

Container or mobile home or pre-fab

Colonial

Craftsman or arts-and-craft

Ranch

A-frame

Bungalow

Abandoned

Tropical

Farmhouse

 Roll for twice

Dealers choice

Colour scheme

Earth tones 

Natural materials

Pastel

Cool tones

Jewel tones

Monochromatic 

Bold

Duo chromatic 

If you want more of a challenge do as many of the following as you feel like. 

Exterior features (roll twice)

Pond

Vegetable garden

Sandbox

Patio

Porch

Driveway or garage

Shed

Hot tub or pool

Fire pit

BBQ area

Play area (monkey bars, swing set etc)

Craft area

Tower, spire or turret

Chimney

Second structure

Basement

Greenhouse

Farm animals

Roll one more time!

Dealers choice

Interior style (reroll if you don’t have the items for it)

Cottage chic or cottagecore or English country 

Southwestern

Minimalist or modern or Asian Zen

Mid Century modern 

Farmhouse -  modern or traditional or French Country

Maximalist or Bohemian

Transitional Style (traditional + modern elements)

Eco friendly 

Traditional japanese 

Shabby chic or coastal

Very gendered

Hollywood Glam or Hollywood Regency

Rustic

Industrial 

Child friendly or child centered

Scandinavian

Mediterranean or middle eastern

Art Deco

Grandma chic 

Dealers choice

Bonus room/area

Office

Storage room or pantry 

Gym

Art studio

Nursery

Game room

Home theater 

Music room/studio

Craft room

Guest bedroom

Greenhouse

Hidden room

Spice roll

No CC

Travel

So many plants

Ups another child 

A dark secret

They really love cooking

Pets are the best!

Obsection!

A big collection

SPORTS!

A lot of clutter

A supernatural lives here

#sims4 challenge #sims 4 build challenge #Sims 4 Roll4build

[katblu42]

Just a Little Setback

For the Whump Couch challenge organised by @uniwolfcorn, here is our contribution. Fic by me, awesome art (and assistance with story ideas) by the wonderful @nourelle-tracy.

A little bit of FishTank post SOS hurt/comfort for you all.

Just a Little Setback

Four o’clock in the afternoon was far too early to feel this sleepy. Okay, granted Gordon was still healing from some very nasty injuries, and taking some medications that had a tendency to wipe him out for a while, but lately his sleep schedule had evened out into a consistent pattern and this was not normal.

Sleepy and hot.  Okay, so they lived in the tropics and hot was a relative term, but lounging on the couch in the sunken lounge area usually didn’t have him feeling like a reptile under a heat lamp.

He considered letting his eyes drift closed and settling in for a nap, but Virgil would be here any minute to help him through his daily physio exercises. 

Thirsty.  He was incredibly thirsty.

Gordon could normally roll himself up into a sitting position and reach for his water bottle in one smooth move, but today the motion had his vision suddenly full of sparkles and the whole room spinning.

A steadying hand landed on his shoulder.  Large, strong, but gentle.

“Gordon?”

“I’m fine, Virgil.” He immediately regretted giving the automatic response.  Medic mode level one was already engaged before his big brother had even spoken, and that answer was likely to dial up the smothering to at least level five, if not all the way up to ten.

The water bottle was deposited into Gordon’s hand, and as he took a swig, cool fingers traced across the uninjured side of his forehead, brushing damp hair back from his eyes.

“Wanna try that again, Squid?”  Virgil’s deep baritone and soft brown eyes both exuded concern as he knelt in front of the couch where Gordon sat trying not to look as helpless as he felt.  A medscanner appeared as if by magic, no doubt procured from some pocket or other.  Yep – medic mode was definitely fully engaged now.

Gordon let out a huge sigh, which then left him feeling slightly dizzy and had him gladly leaning into the security of that familiar hold Virgil still had on his shoulder.

“Feeling sleepy,” Gordon confessed.  “And hot.”

“Mmm.”  Virgil studied the readings from the medscanner.  “You’re running a fever.  Looks like that head wound of yours has become infected.”

Gordon merely groaned in answer.

The fingers returned to stroke through his hair again.

“Don’t worry, Gords.  It’s just a little setback.  We’ll get it sorted, I promise.”

Virgil encouraged Gordon to drink more of his water, then disappeared to grab some supplies from the infirmary and talk to Grandma about antibiotics to treat the infection.  He returned minutes later and began carefully removing the bandage from Gordon’s forehead.

Gordon wasn’t sure when, but at some point during Virgil’s ministrations Grandma had appeared and given him some pills and another glass of water.  Antibiotics to treat the infection.  He wasn’t thrilled about yet another medication to add to the list, but he knew better than to argue with Grandma.

The cool dampness of the cloth Virgil applied to clean the wound was a welcome relief from the unrelenting heat of the fever and Gordon counted himself lucky to have family around him to take care of him like this.  His heavy-lifting brother’s hands were reassuringly steady, every action perfectly deliberate, but ever so gentle as he finished redressing the wound.

“Now get some rest, little brother,” Virgil said softly once he was done.  “You can sleep here, or I can take you up to your room if you’d rather sleep in your own bed.”

He wanted to protest, but one look into those big brown eyes and he knew he didn’t have it in him to fight the mother bear right now.

“I’ll stay here,” was his meek reply.

Virgil gave a nod as a fond smile crept across his face, and he sat on the couch beside his injured brother, gently easing them both into a position such that Gordon lay with his head cradled in a  pillow on his big brother’s lap.  One cheek rested against the warm flannel of Virgil’s shirt and he could hear the rhythm of a heartbeat. The gentle rise and fall of each breath almost felt like the lull of waves rocking a boat on the water.

Again the stroking fingers returned, along with the musical vibration of Virgil’s soft humming. A familiar tune, one of Gordon’s favourites.  Who knew sea shanties could be such good lullabies.

#the whump couch #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds fanart #gordon tracy #virgil tracy #nourelle-tracy #uniwolfcorn #whump #infection #fever

[forest-falcon]

WIP Wednesday

Given that Virgil is into music and art, I thought, why not writing? I have a fair bit more written for this fic but I'm still tweaking it. Anyway, a bit of FishTank for WIP Wednesday!

Night Shift 

An alarm sounded and Gordon Tracy woke, ready for duty. Thankfully, it wasn't the piercing IR alert designed to wake even the likes of Virgil; so he stretched, kicked off his covers, then lay back, allowing himself a moment or two to appreciate his diverse collection of tropical fish, despite the ungodly hour. Most of his diurnal species had chosen to tuck themselves away into various crevices within the coral. He envied their option to rest as he forced himself out of bed and grabbed the nearest clothes to hand. 

The aquanaut followed his feet towards the comms room; his brain slow to shake the dregs of sleep. A warm breeze greeted him as he entered. 

Damn, does Scott never sleep?  

He looked to his Father's desk, but found it empty so scanned the balcony and spotted Virgil scribbling away. Grabbing a bowl of cereal, he headed over to join the brother who should have long been in bed. 

"What are you drawing?"

"Not drawing. Writing...well, trying to." 

Gordon attempted to read the room...balcony. Virgil didn't seem to mind his intrusion, so he perched on the neighbouring lounger and took another bite of his cereal.

"I thought you were an artist?"

"Can't I be both?" 

Virgil's baritone was mumbled out from around a pencil held between his lips. If Grandma could see them now, she'd clout the pair of them.

"Besides, I wouldn't really call myself an artist. I dabble..." His older brother shrugged.

"Don't you sell your art to studios for like four figures?"

"Sometimes five."

"Wow, imposter syndrome much?"

Virgil snorted.

"Who made you my therapist?"

"Just calling it as I see it bro. You should give yourself more credit."

He was rewarded with one of his brother's heartwarming smiles.

"Thanks." 

Virgil returned to silently re-reading one of his pages for possibly the fifth time in as many minutes. The paper was littered with arrows leading to hastily scribbled notes and no shortage of question marks. The engineer made a couple of sharp intakes of breath, as if calculating possible additions to his plot, before letting out a long exhale in defeat. The dog-eared journal, discarded in disgust, fell open at the floor. Gordon was quick to scoop it up.

"Don't!" A wall of muscle scrambled off the chair.

It was a weird combination to see something so big and powerful so...vulnerable? His brother gave the impression of a startled horse ready to turn and bolt.

"Aren't stories meant to be read?"

"It's not finished yet."

"I don't mind."

"Yeah but I'm not sure I want anyone I know reading it."

"Why, is it about us?"

"No."

"Then why?"

Gordon wasn't entirely sure why he was pushing his brother on this. Virgil's art was exquisite, so a part of him was genuinely curious to know what new masterpiece his brother had created. Another part of him almost felt the need for his brother to trust him. They put their lives in each other's hands on a regular basis. Why would Virgil not trust him with this?

"I...don't know." The engineer in Virgil always liked to give people a proper answer to any queries, but his brain denied him any real reason not to share his work, maybe other than the quiet fear of being judged. But Gordon wasn't like that. His brother had an arsenal of practical jokes, but they were matched by just as many compliments.

"Isn't your art 'n' music the same sorta thing though?"

"Yes. No. I don't know."

A shrug.

"Somehow, it doesn't feel the same. I can't explain why. I guess...I'm new to writing. I'm used to you guys hearing me play."

Gordon smiled. Trust had to be earned and he had no intention of pressuring his wingman to dive beyond his comfort zone.

"Fair enough. I won't pry. You have your secrets and I have mine."

"What secrets?"

Truth be told, he didn't have any, but it was fun to keep his brother guessing, so he gave an impish grin, and wiggled his eyebrows for good measure. "Wouldn't you like to know?" 

"Fine." Virgil shrugged with a smile.

Gordon shoveled another spoonful. "Doesn't look like much fun though. Looks like you've more variables to solve in that little journal of yours than Brains tackles in his lab."

"Meh, the characters keep taking charge of the story and it derails my plot."

"Virgil?"

"What?"

"They're. Not. Real." He whispered emphatically.

"That's what I keep telling them."

"Dude..." Gordon shook his head with mock disbelief.

Virgil ignored him, but continued to erode the end of his pencil with his teeth. 

"You know you'll be blaming Brains for how those look in a few days. Why don't you take a break? Sleep. You'll be fresher in the morning."

"Can't sleep."

"Peru?"

"All of it."

There was a pause.

Virgil's shoulders slumped, his eyebrows knitting in a way that darkened his already silhouetted features. "It's never... about the one bad rescue though, is it? ...They're just the catalyst to unleash the rest of the sh*tty iceberg we keep trying to bury below the surface." 

"Just as well you have the most talented and by far the most handsome aquanaut here to come 'n' pick you up! I'll have you know that navigating treacherous seas is kinda my speciality."

#thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds are go #thunderfam #gordon tracy #virgil tracy #fish tank

[reficu1]

hiiii ^^ was wondering if I could have a matchup for genshin?

name: Periwinkle or just Peri but i also go by quin sometimes

sexuality: bi with a preference for guys

gender: non-binary, they/them

likes: music, art, true crime, animals but especially sea creatures, makeup, fashion, the cold, dark psychology, night, horror movies an books, gore, monsters <3, tropical fruits, icecream, sleeping, giving gifts, snow, thunderstorms, nature, and dinosaurs lmao.

dislikes: rules, anyone super serious reminds me of my m o m lmao, people who interrupt others, sports, heat, people touching my sides without warning me first, people not paying attention to me when i talk, people who always hold a pity party for themselves as their whole personality, koalas, and people who think they have it worse than you.

hobbies: singing, poetry, painting, sketching, writing, cooking, crocheting, bike riding while listening to music, swimming, video games like (skyrim, minecraft, botw, subnautica)

personality: INFP-A. a lot of people say i seem intimidating at first glance, i'm very aggressive and tend to be very loud by nature yet not very energetic if that makes sense. i talk too loud basically lmao. im socially awkward and try to make people too comfy too quick and tend to overshare. my mood changes rapidly due to being a borderline. I have a very happy personality tho and laugh at so much its ridiculous yet im diagnosed with multiple mental disorders. im really lazy and hate even standing for more than 5 mins mainly cuz my whole body always hurts tho lmao. im quite introverted and unless i HAVE to i hate going out and meeting new people. i isolate myself a lot if i get even slightly mad or sad. i have a lot of self-destructive habits and just dont work on them lmao. i talk a lot about things i like. i have bad trust and attachment issues yet i dont completely trust anyone due to past issues. a lot of people ik say im someone very trustworthy since i can keep secrets and know how to stay loyal and help people when they need to vent. im very blunt to the point it has ruined relationships. i try to watch my speaking due to having grown up in an environment where if i said anything wrong id be screamed at or beat so i tend not to say a lot of things im thinking despite being blunt. i can barely speak up for myself if someone is mad at me for fear of them hating me or leaving me, to the point if i stand up for myself i start crying and shaking and have to leave the room. i have really bad issues with self-harm. i have a very short attention span and get distracted super easy t the point i can barely read properly lmao. im really hypersexual at times and then sex repulsed at other times. i have an obsessive personality and if i find anything i like i surround myself with it as much as i can and if not, im daydreaming abt it. i have a thing for correcting people abt anything ik a lot about. i have a thing for loving anyone, whether real or fake, that's usually unliked whether its for being weird, scary, or ugly in any form. so basically i love the unloveable cuz i understand them. i cuss a l o t lmao. im very clumsy and jumpy at all times lmao i get hurt a lot, randoms bruises everywhere. i find comfort in my depression so i dont plan on getting better but im not suicidal. im the type of person to be like "huh?" even tho i heard you loud and clear.

insecurities: my body. i'm overweight for my height and have really defined curves so i get oversexualized a lot so i hate my body, plus my scars do n o t help. ive been told my whole life by my grandma and my cousins that im only good for my body so yeah. the way i get obsessed with things and people so easily. the fact im very poor and currently am homeless along with my parents lmao. the way i look for bad in anyone i like becuz i dont want to let myself love ever again. how i dont want to get better at all, i just wanna stew in my shit lmaoooo. the way i eat really unhealthily. how when i would cry as a child my family would say i was being dramatic so now when i need to cry i gaslight myself into thinking im being cringe. the way i try to seem a bit cooler than i am in front of people online. my impulsive lying (im working on it with my therapist tho so i barely do anymore compared to before). My taste in people. my fashion sense cuz of my mom. the way im agnostic now since i grew up religious. my darker interests. my boyish personality. how i cant keep anything around me clean for more than two days.

I hope you have a great night/day ^^

Oh, it's sad how similar we are. I hope that in the future you will get rid of people who make you uncomfortable, or your parents will change their parenting methods. Although the scars on the body and on the nervous system will remain.

I match up for you...

Okay, it was difficult. I chose between two characters whose 7 is dominant in the enneagram, because of this they avoid their problems _(._.)_well...

I wanted to choose Venti, but he has huge problems with responsibility or absence. He is used to drowning out moral pain with optimism, conversations, and a penchant for bad habits. And a pretty sloppy attitude.

That's why I chose Child. Of course, I don’t know what will happen in the future and whether you want to have a family, so I will talk about his family in Snezhnaya. For the comfort of his family, he will do everything. Just look at his spoiled younger brother<^!^> Of course, the "lie" question bothers me. In his case, it is rather "a lie for the good" and "a wolf in sheep's clothing." The first is for the family so that they do not worry, and the other for his work. I talked earlier about avoiding reality or problems. Tartaglia has a tendency to avoid real issues that only concern his life and injuries. In conversation, he avoids the question by making a joke out of it, so as not to begin to study himself deeply. Since you don't really like touch, I see that his love language is deeds, gifts, money.

#genshin match up #genshin matchups #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #tartaglia x you #tartaglia x reader

[moviehealthcommunity]

Here is the entire list of films from Admin Brandon’s Vudu/Fandango account that have not yet been evaluated by Movie Health Community, which will be getting evaluations in 2023. All of these are original theatrical versions unless otherwise stated.

21 Jump Street

22 Jump Street

The 40-Year-Old Virgin

50 First Dates

Ace Ventura: Pet Detective

The Adjustment Bureau

Airplane!

American Psycho

Analyze This

Anastasia

Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy

Apocalypse Now

Armageddon

The Artist

Away from Her

Batman: The Dark Knight Returns

Beetlejuice

Big

Big Fish

Big Hero 6

The Big Lebowski

The Big Short

Billy Madison

Blow

The Blues Brothers (Unrated)

Blues Brothers 2000

The Breakfast Club

Bride of Chucky

Casablanca

Casper

Child’s Play 2

Child’s Play 3

Citizen Kane

Coneheads

Corpse Bride

Cult of Chucky

Curse of Chucky

Demolition Man

The Devil Wears Prada

Dirty Dancing

DodgeBall: A True Underdog Story (Unrated)

Dredd

Dumb and Dumber

Encino Man

Enemy

Escape from New York

Escape Plan

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Ever After: A Cinderella Story

Exodus: Gods and Kings

The Expendables

The Expendables 2

The Expendables 3

A Few Good Men

Fight Club

Get Smart

Ghost

Good Will Hunting

Grandma’s Boy

Happy Gilmore

The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey

The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug

The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies

Hot Fuzz

The House with a Clock in its Walls

I, Robot

Ice Age

Ice Age: Collision Course

Idiocracy

The Imitation Game

In Bruges

Jason Bourne

Jupiter Ascending

Just Mercy

Kick-Ass

A Knight’s Tale

Last Action Hero

The Last Samurai

Lilo & Stitch

The Little Mermaid (1989)

Little Nicky

The Long Kiss Goodnight

Look Who’s Talking

Looper

A Madea Christmas

Madea Goes to Jail

Madea’s Big Happy Family

Madea’s Family Reunion

Madea’s Witness Protection

The Mask

Mass

Meet the Parents

A Million Ways to Die in the West (Unrated)

Moulin Rouge

Mrs. Doubtfire

Muppet Treasure Island

My Cousin Vinny

My Hero Academia: Heroes Rising

The Nice Guys

Now You See Me

Now You See Me 2

O Brother, Where Art Thou?

Office Space

Paranormal Activity

The Phantom of the Opera

Phone Booth

Pineapple Express

The Prestige

The Producers (2005)

Quest for Camelot

Rambo

Reindeer Games

RoboCop (1987)

Rock of Ages

Rudy

The Secret Life of Walter Mitty

Seed of Chucky

Seven Psychopaths

Shanghai Noon

Shanghai Knights

Shaun of the Dead

Sicario

Signs

So I Married an Axe Murderer

Soul Survivors

Spaceballs

Stargate

Super Troopers

Superman: The Movie (Special Edition)

Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

Ted

Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny

The Terminal

Titane

Tombstone

Total Recall (1990)

Total Recall (2012, Director’s Cut)

Tropic Thunder

Tucker & Dale vs. Evil

Unbreakable

Valentine’s Day

Walk the Line

War Horse

Wayne’s World

Wayne’s World 2

The Wedding Singer

The Wolf of Wall Street

The World’s End

[girlcaravaggio-a]

the sunday mood is, yet again, running away to start from scratch and opening a cafe, where is it located, what's the general mood and music, and what drinks special is on the menu? (for those of you that weren't here for the of original question, what would be your signature dish/snack served there?)

ooooh i love this! When I was a kid I actually had this dream of having a cafè in some corner of La Habana like you see in the old pictures but cuter, so I'll go with my child self for this one. I've always liked the aesthetic of turn-of-the-century Viennese cafès, strings quartet and all, so I think I'd go for something like that - a classic, bright look, maybe a baroque twist here and there because, well...it's me. It would also include lots of green. I want plants everywhere, like, a full-fledged tiny jungle of monsteras and some orchids hanging here and there - 20th-century vanguardist art too, something distinctly Cuban, like Portocarrero and Rodrìguez (and also something at least reminiscent of Roberto Fabelo's aesthetics, although one could argue the Tropical-Meets-Vaguely-Decadent-Europeana whole thing is already very Fabelo-esque). Sadly I suck when it comes to picking food, but the special would absolutely be something iced and fruit based, with the soul of a sweet treat in a rural grandma's home on lazy Sundays, but served in dramatic cups. I'd also absolutely put on the menu my grandma's recipe for arroz con leche, it's just That Good.

Don't know if they already asked you but I'm curious, what about you?

#i've had lots of fun with this one ^^!!

[inmemoriamimani]

Journal Entry 6/16/2018

After yesterday’s chitchat with Grandma, I decided that maybe going back to her house would help. Dad had been wanting me to help him finish cleaning everything out, finding a place for all of her art supplies and paintings that he hadn’t gotten a chance to move. He danced around saying, “I hate these and don’t want to look at them anymore, so have them,” but I could tell from the way he talked about it that he wanted them out of the way as soon as possible, without the guilt of throwing them away. 

For whatever reason, he never liked his mom’s art. He said that they made his head swim, that they were childish, that if she wanted to be an actual artist that she should’ve worked harder to sell her works, to put her things in galleries to display, to get recognition from people who mattered. The only thing that stopped him from throwing a fit at me getting a degree in studio art was the scholarship, and pivoting to conservation for my master’s. 

He forgets shit ain’t easy. Academia is hard enough for anybody, but if you’re Black? QUEER? Forget about it. They’re shocked when you’re articulate and gasp when your ideas fit their academic, rigid, White standards. You become an object meant to be dissected and pried apart, not seen as a person but a character for the narrative. Their narrative. 

Regardless. We got to her home, and it’s lifeless. Which, makes sense obviously, but I mean it’s dead. The house isn’t breathing anymore, and what vibrancy it had before felt sucked out, seeping into the earth below it. 

We walked into her studio, and Dad left me alone (or abandoned me, more like, to finish cleaning through all of the bedrooms). In an instant, I’m back in my dream, the hibiscuses crawling between my feet and pushing past the mounds of papers and sketchbooks. The art is… hard to describe. It moves, aches, bleeds, even. The colors leak through the canvases and soak the floorboard, and suddenly the house shudders with a withering breath. I blinked, and I was suddenly barefoot, toes sinking into fluorescent white sand. The crash of waves fills my ears. The salty air fills my lungs. I breathe and breathe and breatheoffbalanceswayingwiththepalmtreesI’mhome. 

Just as suddenly as I entered, I was back in her messy studio apartment, unsure of what the fuck just happened for the past five minutes. When I checked my watch, which I thought would say 1 PM, it actually said 2:30 PM, and I had been standing there for an hour and a half. It took a lot of mental energy to clean without falling into those scenes again. If it wasn’t that beach, it was hazy city streets or unfamiliar living rooms, all populated by out-of-place tropical flowers and birds. 

After that, I tried my hardest to find out why this art was so disorienting, so liminal. I kept running into stuff about optical illusions, but that wasn’t the feeling I was getting. It took hours, but I found a group of outsider artists who lived in a town called Shimmer, Maryland. Hazel Whitby, Shadrach Grayson, and Tamar Dupré (and even more) all created these crazy–what the website says is disorienting, decentering, kaleidoscopic–pieces, all featuring this breathtaking purple hue. I can’t just hop on a train or plane to get to Shimmer out of nowhere, I still have a degree to get. Besides, these aren’t like Grandma. They’re all from one place, depicting similar themes, and with similar color schemes. I guess I could call her an outsider artist, similar to the “naive,” self-taught artists that fit in that genre, but… I don’t know. It don’t feel right.

#moe marshall #journal entry

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Cool Beans Library Cafe

Crazy Ramen

Crazy Katsu

Cafe Tribu

Dairy Queen

Familymart

Common Room

Hey Kessy

The Paper Stone

Merriam-Webster

feeding programmes

educational presentations

libraries

film screenings

garage sales

factory sales

library sales

art tutorials

business launches

free giveaways

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product demonstrations

PSA presentations

baptisms

funerals

house warmings

Mineski

lonely grandmas who want to serve a hotpot

lonely grandpas playing billiards and stuff

entrance examinations

Wendy's

buffets

Kinokuniya

Jerbs

Booksale

Fully Booked

Antiteasis

Gong Cha

Macau Imperial Tea

academic conferences

bazaars

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Sisig Society

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Books For Less

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school cultural presentations

hospital cafeterias

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carriage sales

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school libraries

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public school weekdays

noodle shops

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Toy stores

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Farron cafe

Happy Lemon

fried chicken restaurants

French Baker

Delifrance

college student stall sales

Broadway Gems

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pizza shops and restaurants

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poetry readings

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church special events

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Part One of my current WIP

Virgil lay on his stomach, his toes digging into the wet sand as the gentle tide swept over his feet. It was a beautiful day. A rare day where all the brothers had time on their hands. The sun had beckoned the engineer out from his workshop cave and into the warm and dappled light. He snoozed there, enjoying the unique soundscape belonging to their shoreline; sounds of the island birds, the trill of the palm leaves in the breeze, the foam against the rocks, the saxophone... what the?

Virgil's eyes shot open as the theme tune from Pink Panther blazed nonchalantly from inside the cover of the trees. Virgil clambered to his feet. Whatever prank his brother intended to play, he was not going to fall victim to it. 

He reasoned that Gordon (because it had to be Gordon) would bank on him following the music in order to investigate said prank, so he tactically followed the shoreline back towards the villa. No way was he falling for that trap. 

It was a warm day and it took Virgil's sun-addled brain a few moments to catch up with his feet as he stalked along the golden sand. Something was wrong. No, something felt wrong. Something felt...breezy. He stopped abruptly and looked down at his waistline only to discover that his swim shorts had vanished. Virgil frantically patted his bare legs as if doing so would magically cause them to materialize. He spun a full 360 on the spot, scanning the beach for his missing attire. Nothing.

"GORDON!"

Scott and Kayo were attending to some paperwork concerning a recent covert mission when Virgil entered the Comms room wearing nothing but a scowl.

Scott opened his mouth to say something but stopped short. 

"Nope!" Virgil's no-nonsense voice was backed up with a hand, gesturing for silence. He held this gesture as he crossed the room, never breaking his stride. Once he had completely disappeared, the two onlookers erupted with laughter. 

Scott and Kayo returned to the report they had been discussing, the odd chuckle escaping every so often as the fresh memory bubbled back to the fore. It wasn't long before the sound of numerous doors opening and closing disturbed their report writing once more. Scott followed the source of the commotion only to witness the final glimpses of red flannel disappearing behind Virgil's art room door. There was an audible locking sound before music began to blare. 

"Copy that." Scott sighed and headed back to the comms room. 

"Virgil's shorts magically disappeared? Bummer!" Alan smirked.

"The cheek of it! Well, I'm sure you'll get to the bottom of it!" Gordon chimed in.

Scott swallowed his laughter and schooled his face into its military commander mode.

"Guys, I know it was you."

"Hold up there Scottie, how do you know it was us?" Alan feigned his innocence 

Yeah, how derrière you! Gordon protested. 

"We live on a tropical island. As far as I'm aware, John's still in orbit, Kayo's been helping me square out some paperwork and Brains has been working on Four."

"...Could've been Grandma." Alan offered.

"I mean, she is a kickass seemstress." Gordon shrugged.

Scott signed and turned to his sister.

"Kayo, can you pull up security footage for the south beach?"

The holoprojector sparked into life and a blue washed image of the beach appeared before them. Kayo ran the minutes forward until additional movement alerted her to stop. 

Gordon entered on screen, kitted out with a fishing rod and Scott's jetpack. He gestured to Alan, who had his music player, to a point somewhere under the cover of the trees. Gordon then flew up to a low, but concealed vantage point. 

Kayo ran the footage forwards again until Virgil appeared, strolling through the shallow water. He sat down and admired the view for a few minutes before rolling onto his front and snoozing, his head cradled on folded arms.

Scott looked up at his two youngest brothers who watched the footage in glee as Gordon reappeared and, using a laser, carefully and strategically cut Virgil's swimwear. The fabric draped limpy over Virgil. It still took the aquanaut several attempts to hook the inner mesh of the material. 

Scott paused the footage just before Virgil had a chance to react. He turned to his youngest brothers with folded arms.

"Fine! So what if it was us! We were just having some fun. It's not like we were the only ones arsing around!" Alan sniggered.

"And it's not like Virg is the butt of all our jokes!" Gordon beamed.

"You stole my jetpack so you could laser off your brother's swim shorts. What is wrong with you?" Scott continued to stare.

"Nothing. We're just...peachy!" Alan spluttered.

The youngest Tracys fell about laughing. Scott rolled his eyes and went to pour himself a drink. Given the symphony of cackles coming from the terrible twosome; he'd figured he'd have more luck holding an intelligent conversation with Virgil's lacerated shorts.

#thunderbirds are go #thunderfam #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #virgil tracy #gordon tracy #alan tracy #thunderbirds 2015

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Dew You Have a Passion for Splashin’?

Hey there, gumball eyeballs. Didn’t we just do a blog post yesterday? Yeah, we did, and you know what that means, right~?

Strap in, coz I got two flavours for you today.

Mountain Dew Baja Caribbean Splash

It’s summer, and you didn’t think the melted Rocket Pops flavour was gonna be the only one you got, did you? Nope, not only is it that time of year where they make Baja Blast available to people outside of Taco Bell’s iron grip, they also introduce a few new spins on the formula. We’ve reviewed a number of them before (now all conveniently gathered under their own tag), and here’s the first of the new set.

Hey, look at that! Something other than yellow and orange! Other colours do exist! It’s a rather lovely pink, too. Very cheery! And as usual, Mountain Dew hitting it out of the park with their label art, giving us a friendly gecko and a pufferfish with bling on this one. (Do the kids still say “bling”?) But also, we’ve drawn a half dozen or more guava fruits, just so you don’t think this is a lizard-and-fish flavoured soda. Which, while certainly a unique flavour, might not be a markering hit.

While you all debate in the comments whether it’s “Carry-BEE-an” or “Cah-RIB-ian”, let’s crack this one open for the testing~

Ooh~! That’s a strong one. That one I could smell the instant the cap was cracked, let alone got it close to my nose. That’s gonna be a tasty one for sure. The big scent with this one is... You guys ever have Crystal Lite? Like, the instant mix iced tea? They had a raspberry one, I’m pretty sure. Both Mum and Grandma would get those a lot, and this reminds me of that smell. And no, not the finished mix, this reminds me of the smell of just the instant powder you’d get a whiff of before you poured it into the pitcher and added water.

...Hmm. That’s a curious one. If this is what lizards and blowfish taste like, maybe I should start eating them. Now, I’ve never had a guava fruit to my knowledge, so I can’t really compare it to its herbaceous counterpart. But it’s good! It definitely has a “tropical punch” kind of taste, but definitely more of a “pink” flavour than the usual “orange” that entails. If that makes sense to you, excellent, because I don’t know how to be more helpful than that. Regardless of your choice of pronounciation, this tastes about as Caribbean as you might hope.

Moving on~!

Mountain Dew Baja Passionfruit Punch

Yeah, that’s gonna be my new anime attack name. Now, we had a Baja Punch before, but this is clearly the upgraded version. And like that one, the real-life version is a darker drink than the image above implies. The one above is, like, Easter colours. The actual drink is more like that particular dark purple cleaner you see on the shelf and don’t realise isn’t black until you actually hold it up to the light. It’s still very nice, and another drink that isn’t orange or yellow is much appreciated! But it’s deceptively dark.

Compare to the last one, this one’s art suggest it tastes like birds and alligators (and possibly volcanoes). I don’t know much about passionfruit either, but it appears on the label less than the guava did. Looks like cleaner, tastes like gator... Maybe this is the Florida Man drink.

This one’s scent is not so overwhelmingly strong, and I have to really get into the bottle to even smell anything. I was almost kinda hoping it’d punch me in the nose with a big Dimetapp scent, because that’d at least be something to write about. No such luck(?) though. Continuing the comparison made with the last bottle, it’s more like the grape Kool-Aid powder mix before you add the water. I’m not sure if I’m associating it with grape just coz it’s purple, or if that’s actually valid. Let’s find out. Bottoms up!

This one’s a little weak. It’s one of those that tastes more on the swallow than the sip, you know? The kind that doesn’t start to have a flavour until it hits the back of your throat. Again, can’t really say it reminds me of anything. I’ve had as many passionfruits as I’ve had guavas (which is to say none), so can’t really compare it on that front. It’s definitely not as strong as the Caribbean Splash. In fact, that one was more of a Punch than this one. Packed more of one, too.

I guess I’d recommend this one if you’re looking for a purple drink and don’t like grape soda. Coz sadly, this one tastes nothing like grape soda. Maybe more like one of those sporty Gatorades that have names like “Alpine Rush” or “Tundra Disquiet”. Find the purple one of those and imagine it carbonated. That’s what this is~

Anyways, that’s two new Mountain Dews for you this summer! Maybe they’ll mentally take you on that tropical vacation you can’t physically afford to go on. Maybe you’ll at least win that $500 Taco Bell gift card. Though that might end in more of a porcelain cruise than a Caribbean one~

#reviews #Mountain Dew #Baja Caribbean Splash #Baja Passionfruit Punch #The Baja Bunch #Taiblog

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