Why is Chicago not known as the Venice of America?
This is amazing!
LOL well, we are patently not Venice in any sense other than “near a large body of water” :D I mean, we just have the one river and the lakeshore, so structurally we’re not really like Venice either. But we do have water taxis!
I’ve got to grin at the idea of Chicago trains going fast. When I went to visit about 7 years ago, I had to drastically readjust my planning for the days because the trains were soooo much slower than what I’m used to and getting around took forever. There were so many places where the EL was just crawling by, hardly faster than a brisk walk.
Yeah, it depends on where you’re going – the Red Line stops a ton, which is also part of it, but if you were here about seven years ago you were also here at the height of some intense track construction. Usually between stations, depending on distance, the trains get up a pretty good speed, but if there’s construction, even if nobody is on site, they have to go slow by law.
I’m pretty sure Pterry, though he said that Ankh-Morpork was a conglomeration of every big old city, was basing it most heavily on London; I think also the Ankh-Morport Is Built On Ankh-Morpork refers in part to some experiences he had in Seattle. Ankh-Morpork is the “city built before city planning, based on where the water and good farmland was, and now built up over itself so far that urban planning is a fever dream” which is Chicago certainly, though because of the Great Fire we are a city built both before and after city planning – we have the same weird underground systems and strange overall shape that say, Boston does, but almost the entire city (save for a few diagonals) is a grid because of how we rebuilt after the fire.
I do think Chicago is particularly suited to be a modern-day Ankh-Morpork though, between the forty miles of sealed-off underground tunnels, the river, the crazy crime, and the fact that in Chicago corruption isn’t an issue so much as a sport.
One time the entire downtown flooded because one of the tunnels running under the river sprung a leak, and since the tunnels hadn’t been sealed off properly, they filled up and leaned into the basements of every major high rise in the loop, because all of them used to have access to those tunnels for mail purposes.
That’s right: Chicago flooded from underground, without any rain.
Once, a long time ago, I was having a conversation with some friends about people who are “firstname lastname people” - as in you always feel compelled to say both their first name and their last name when talking about them. Much to my surprise, someone suggested I was one of those people (I’m still not so sure about this).
Soon the conversation turned to people whose names still sound “good” when you swap the first letters of their first and last name. Again, my name was mentioned.
And so was born a very strange nickname I had, for probably one year, quite a while ago. So I guess what I’m trying to say is… Rike Mugnetta?
Dazai finding someone who is willing to double suicide with him how would he react?
I’m not going to answer this in headcanon format because I actually have specific thoughts about this and yeah sorry
He would not do it. Dazais suicide attempts have never succeeded and I think he does that on purpose. He has no desire to take someone else down with him and if he did meet someone willing he would be able to talk his way out of it and it would seem as if the conversation had never happened.
Oh, Q, you rake, you scalawag. You’re so mischievous that you’ve snuck into one of these mostly-unis episodes like the scoundrel you are. Also I believe this episode title, much like Return of the King, contains a spoiler within the title. But we’ll get there.
“Don’t even try to out cheekbone me, girl. I’ll eat you for lunch.” —Bev
Summary//Request: You do aegyo for the first time for Jay and he completely loses his mind over how adorable you are - requested by @13my-imaginary-world13
A/N: I lowkey live for fluffy Jay Park OH MY GOD
Sleeping over at Jay’s house had since become a regular occurrence
since you had both started officially dating after many months of keeping
things on the down-low for the sake of both of your careers. But now that
everything was out in the open, you could come and go as little or a much as
you liked – however you always chose the latter. No matter how busy you both
got, Jay knew he could always rely on you already being in his bed late at
night for him to crawl in beside so he could wrap his arms around you,
snuggling up to and falling asleep with you.
It was a rainy Sunday afternoon. Both you and Jay had
decided against going out together and doing something fun in the city and
instead opted for a duvet day underneath a tonne of blankets on his plush sofa,
right in front of his huge T.V as you both watched random shows on Netflix –
mostly Jay picking out lame chick flicks for you both to watch and poke fun at.
After the third round of popcorn and gummy bears had been
devoured, and the next cheesy rom-com being chosen by your lovely boyfriend,
you nestled yourself in between his legs – resting your back against his firm
chest as his arms tightly encased you while he gave you small, chaste kisses
along your neckline.
“Jaaaaaay~ Stoooooop” you whined cutely, trying to pay
attention to the movie before you felt Jay pout his lips against your nape in
distaste behind you. You let a small chuckle pass your lips as you could feel
his playful annoyance radiate from his body, turning yourself around to face
him, straddling him as you did so.
“You’re so mean baby~ you won’t even let me give you my
little kisses” he tiled his head as he continued to pout – talking in a cute
baby type voice that made you giggle to no end.
“Oh my god, if only Simon and Gray could see you now~ I love
that you only really do aegyo for me though” you nuzzled your nose against his,
adoring the cute, boyish smile that took place on his soft, attractive features
as he raised his hands, pressing them flush against your cheeks and squeezing
“Yeah, but you’ve never even done aegyo for me once…not
even before we started dating” he scoffed, moving your cheeks in all directions
despite your protests for him to desist.
“Buh – I thot you din reary rike aegyo” you attempted to utter
while he continued to puff your cheeks up, completely dying of laughter and
gasping for air at the sounds that were coming out of your mouth and the look
of your cheeks all squished together.
“Sorry baby – I can’t hear a word you’re saying , you’ll
have to speak louder!” he almost doubled over, feeling tears of laughter
beginning to fall from his eyes at how funny and adorable you looked, taking
his hands away from your face to finally let you speak.
You cleared your throat as you shot him daggers “I SAID – I
thought you didn’t really like aegyo…I didn’t know you wanted to see me do it
for you?” you poked him in the middle of his chest before he caught you by your
index finger and sticking it in his mouth and playfully biting on it – making you
squeal and giggle in delight at how goofy he was acting in that moment.
“I don’t really…but I’m not gonna deny that I’ve thought
about how fucking cute you would look and sound doing aegyo…calling me oppa
and asking me to give you a kiss goodnight~” he bit his lip slightly before
trying to hide his embarrassed smile – all the while you widened your eyes. “My boyfriend, big scary tattooed rapper guy…is
being all soft and completely losing his shit over aegyo….” you
internally died as he looked at you with his puppy dog eyes that he knew could
get you to do absolutely anything for him – and he was so right.
You rolled your own eyes back at him “You want me to ask you
for a kiss goodnight?” you whined before he nodded quickly, bouncing you up and
down on his knees as he impatiently waited for you to grant his wish.
You sighed, putting your hands up to your cheeks and cupping
them as you looked into his eyes, wiggling your butt before you said “Oppa…can
you give me a kiss goodnight? I can’t sleep without it” as you pursed your lips
together and watched nothing less than complete glee spread across your
boyfriends stupid face.
“AHHHHHHH!” he squealed, shoving his face into the crook of
your neck as both of his cheeks burned a bright, ruby red. You burst out
laughing, not being able to deny how much you loved to see him become so rosy
cheeked and shy, thanks to you. You pulled his head back, ruffling his bed-head
hair, now taking your opportunity to grab his cheeks with both of your hands
and squishing his face together.
“Man, I wish I could have recorded that…you shoulda seen
“Do it again and I might consider letting you” he chuckled,
smiling at you before he kissed you softly, pulling you further up his lap. You
could feel him smiling through the kiss – making you smile uncontrollably in
turn as you leaned back, giving him one final kiss on his forehead before
turning around to face the T.V again, enjoying the precious free time you had
to spend with your boyfriend for the rest of the day.
Und wieder geht es los: Vom 08.06. bis zum 15.0.6 machen sich Prof. Felix Scheinberger und Prof. Rüdiger Quass von Deyen mit einer Gruppe Studierender auf den Weg um das kooperative und crossdisziplinäre Exkursionsprojekt durchzuführen. Illustrations- und Kommunikationsstudierende erkunden weiter die Welt.
Lissabon. Die Quadratur des Lichts. Es fängt an mit einem stillen, seidenmatten Glanz, der vom weißen Pflaster entlang der Avenida da Liberdade aufsteigt, durchbrochen von schwarzen Ornamenten. Dann, auf dem Hauptplatz, Rossio, und in den Straßen, die ihn umgeben, ein Leuchten an den Fassaden, es frisst sich vorbei an Fensterläden und Balkonen, bis zum Himmel. Oben, in den alten Quartieren auf den sieben Hügeln, flackert das Licht schließlich wie kaltes Feuer an den Flanken der Gassen. Diese Stadt leuchtet nicht nur, sie strahlt.
Steffen Ermert, Fraziska Schmidt, Kristina Labs, Malin Neumann, Konstantin Schulze, Nicole Braisch, Veronica Broll, Sarah Stemmler, Rike Neuhoff, Franziska Baxpöhler, Paul Eslage, Tobias Kaiser, Adrian Szymanski, Christina Zhu, Hanna Harms,Svea Oehlschläger sind diesmal dabei.