Better Than I Was Yesterday

One! Use the maps app for a generic “Gallery” search to find galleries in your area. Then select some and follow them on social media or join their email list. They will post about openings (and sometimes closings) where you can meet the artist and get said noms and dress up fancy.

Two! Follow local museums on social media. I know this is advocating art shows, but museums often have openings with similar food and dress code that are also often open to the public (and will post more about the ones open to the public). They sometimes also have educational talks that might be free and fun!

Three! If there’s a specific (local) artist you like, follow their accounts too! They will let you know where their artwork is being displayed! (And you can also use where they’ve exhibited previously as a list of places to follow for my first suggestion!)

Galleries (and museums) want people to attend openings and exhibitions! They often don’t have the marketing budget to make a splash and rely on word of mouth and their community! So if you want to attend openings, just following their social media is usually enough to become part of the communities who know about the events! ^_^

Zoey: The first few episodes of Percy Jackson! I read these books so much as a kid and-

Mira: Mmm-mmm. No.

Zoey: ?

Mira: You are pulling up Disney Plus.

Zoey: Well, yeah, that's where-

Mira: This is supposed to be a chill night, and Disney stuff makes Rumi cry every damn time!

Rumi: (not this again) It does not!

Mira: Overruled. Anyway, tonight was supposed to be fun and relaxing and there's nothing fun or relaxing about Rumi tears.

Zoey: Mir...you have nothing to worry about! These books are pure fun! The kid finds out he's a demigod and has adventures and goes to camp-

Rumi: Demigods go to camp?

Zoey: -and they are very much not Rumi-tears material

Rumi: Besides, I am not so emotionally fragile I'd cry at a tween novel about kids in camp.

Mira: Whatever you say...

LATER:

Percy Jackson's mom: You are not broken. You are singular

Zoey:...

Mira: (wait for it...)

Rumi: ...

Rumi: 😭😭😭

anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

…relic…

("It's part of the offering! Celine loves sugar cookies!" And Rumi can't argue because she does, how does Zoey know that)

And candles don't strengthen the Honmoon or it's Hunters! She's been connected to the Honmoon for almost as long as she can remember and has never once seen it react to a candle!

Zoey's a fanatic, though, and continues to religiously light the damn candle as "tribute." Rumi just accepts it as something she'll have to live with and looks forward to the day the candle burns down.

Until that night.

Celine got called away from the hanok by a pulse of pink, and three hours later she still hadn't called or come home. Rumi, naturally, starts to worry.

Four hours; no sign.

Five; she's run out of nails to bite.

The clock hand is creeping towards two in the morning, six hours since she left.

And with ten minutes to two, Rumi caves.

Furtively checking that Mira's asleep, she creeps into Zoey's empty room (she’s not home, family visit or something), finds the candle, and lights it.

She doesn't do anything weird; she certainly isn't going to pray to it. But...she does think about Celine as the watches the flame waver and dance to its own soundless music. About how she was scared for her, about how she wished she was skilled enough to come with her, about how much she...loves her.

Half an hour later she hears the door open, and flies into Celine's embrace.

“It was a bad one,” Celine says heavily over a cup of tea as Rumi helps patch her up. “I…they came close.”

Rumi shivers at what lurks beneath her words. But harrowing as that is, it’s what she says next that causes her hands to shake.

“Then…I’m not sure what happened, but the Honmoon seemed…stronger, all of a sudden. And I was able to keep going.”

“When did this happen?” Rumi asks, breathless.

“Hmm…about half an hour before I got back.”

Have the actual fic form of this idea! Gifting this on ao3 to @frozenwolftemplar for enabling this idea with the above additions!

Fic - Light a Candle

-Replacing his vitimens with poision

- getting her brother to invite him out onto his boat and then killing him and dumping him in the ocean and saying he got drunk and fell off.

- get tboned with him in the passenger seat and then once he was in the hospital theres all kinds of easy ways to kill him like not washing my hands after a poop and then touching his wound casually.

-replacing his drink of choice with moonshine!?

- take him on a hike thats locally notorious for a rapid otter attacking hikers and once he had rabies I could just kill him any ol way and say self defense.

Im trying, I am, I do odd jobs when I can get them. But I need to buy food and meds, so I have repeatedly had to borrow money. Please help me by spreading this.

Cashapp

Venmo

boop! forgot to post this here

also a lil bonus if you wanna connect it to my other post :3