~ Idk really know what this is, it’s been in my drafts for agessss so I decided to finish it. Hope you enjoy xx
The place was buzzing with activity. Humongous golden chandeliers descended from the high ceiling, men dressed in nior suits throwing plastic chips towards the centre of their circular tables, women sporting fabulous gowns holding carbonated drinks while chatting to each other. This is the first time she had ever been to a casino. “Hopefully the last as well…” She thought.
She was waiting for a friend who said they would be here at nine. She glanced at her watch, 10:38 it read. She huffed out in annoyance. This wasn’t the first time she’s been stood up or forgotten about.
She quickly gathered her belongings from the chair beside her and made her way to the bar. A ray of different liquors and spirits were displayed in front of her.
“What do you want sweetie?” The bar man asked, while cleaning a wine glass.
“Surprise me.” She said. It’s a Saturday night and she came out to have fun, she’ll just have to do it alone. The bar man smirked; turned to the range of beverages behind him and started his work. She perched herself on to the bar stool and looked at her surroundings.
The club was placed at the edge of town, when her friend gave her the address, she had never heard of it before, despite living here for what feels like years. Due to her lack of knowledge she didn’t expect to see the room heaving with population. Everyone was minding their own business, expect one person…
She felt his eyes on her for however long she had been there. He was located at the centre of the room on a raised platform, sat around a poker table with eight other men. Their eyes were all focused onto the cards, his wasn’t. He slowly stood up from his seat and made his way down the steps towards his interest.
As he passed through the crowd they parted into two to let him through. It was like something out of a movie, everyone turned their gaze away from him, but she couldn’t move. The way he approached her was mesmerising, his eyes and her own were transfixed on one another. His tight black bespoke suit hugging his figure and showing off every feature in his strut. His chocolate brown hair swooped up revealing a picture-perfect face. Cat like eyes, pouty kissable lips, glowing golden skin. Her breath was getting shorter by each step. 3…2…1…
“Hello,” He spoke in a soft tone, she could hardly hear him due to the loud jazz music in the background, but all her focus was on him… and only him.
“Hey,” She whispered. He licked his lips.
“I couldn’t help but notice you,” he looked down at his feet shyly “you’ve been alone all night, I thought you would need some company.”
She didn’t know how to respond, she was so fixated by his beauty. He chuckled at her lack of response.
He gently stepped forward so he was placed between her legs, he brushed a strand of hair falling loosely down her face, that she didn’t even know was there, and tucked it behind her ear. She knew this was weird to feel like way about someone she had just met, a complete stranger was towered before her but she didn’t care.
He brought his lips close to her ear, she could feel his breath against them.
“Come with me baby.” He whispered, his hands placed onto her hips.
“I don’t know who you are.”
He lifted his head so he was opposite her face, he looked deeply into her eyes. “A girl like you shouldn’t be alone in a place like this,” he motioned to the surroundings “It’s dangerous around here, the people are dangerous.”
A puzzled look appeared on her face, “Dangerous?”
He smiled sweetly and let out a small snicker. “You’ve got a lot to learn.”
More confusion followed. Yes, she know didn’t that this placed existed but dangerous?? Her town was peaceful and quaint, danger wasn’t apparent in these areas… or so she thought…
“I can protect you.” He offered his hand for her to hold, an invitation… with no way out.
In this moment, she felt her entire life rush over her, this gorgeous man whom she had never seen before is standing before her, her friends, her family, her past… her future.
Something came over her, it was an automatic impulse. She took his hand. He leant forward a softly kissed her forehead, nose, and cheek.
“I’m Kim Jongin,” He said with a smile “and this is my world.”
The wedding was… how to say it. Luxurious. Actually the word was too weak to describe what my mother had turned the wedding hall into.
Golden chandeliers hung from the ceiling in different places. There were three fountains in the room. Three. Not to talk about all the other decorations, that made the hall look like 18th century fairy castle.
I was sitting quietly at my place, my husband next to me. We hadn’t met each others eyes after the kiss. I wanted to, but I didn’t know what I was going to see. Was he in the same position as I was?
Late afternoon decadence: Earl Gray and B^3 Ice Cream at Toscaninis, Cambridge MA [More Cambridge] [More Massachusetts]
Whenever I get a visitor to Cambridge, the most essential item on the agenda is always a trip to Toscaninis. Voted “Best in Boston”, Tosci’s is famous for it’s B3 ice-cream: Brown Sugar, Brown Butter and Brownie. It’s a delicious ice-cream and one of my favorite flavors, a combination of chewy and sweet and salty and really everything one wants in an ice-cream that’s already thick and creamy. But because of the B3 hegemony, I feel like Tosci’s best kept secret is actually it’s transformative Earl Grey ice cream.
You will never find another ice cream like this one. It’s subtle, it’s not overly sweet and it’s fragrant - infused with the most delicate, flowery fragrance that transports you into a quiet tea room with white walls and high ceilings and golden chandeliers. All this wonderfulness comes in chewy, milky, sweet, cold ice-cream form, and makes you forget that there is such thing as an ice-cream that’s not tea flavored. There are some things worth travelling to Central Square for (alright, there are actually a lot of things). This is one of them.
Summary: Dipper faces off against Thorne, and struggles with his own inner demons. As well as one outer demon.
He was in a large, echoing space encased by four tall walls. At first brush, it appeared to be a fairly ordinary, if somewhat oversized ballroom, with an arched ceiling and golden chandeliers spaced out evenly across the length of the floor. Dipper’s initial hint that something was amiss was when he took a better look at what he was currently sitting on. He had been resting under an alcove to the side of the hall, atop some kind of knobbly stone chair which was digging into his back something fierce. Turning to study its surface, Dipper was met with the anguished visages of a thousand tiny tentacle creatures frozen in permanent agony.
This isn’t the first time that the Akashi family has hosted a business party, and at this point Akashi’s grown used to it. Wear a suit, tidy his hair; greet guests politely but do not engage in conversation; speak to business associates but reveal nothing.
It wasn’t a soirée, really. Business was business, and until Akashi properly took the reins from his father, he watched.
But tonight his gaze caught something - someone - else.