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nomomotive

Art Institute on Flickr.

I love this one.

#Art Institute of Chicago #places

mzsnapshots

A shot of the October lunar eclipse sequence, underneath Northwestern University’s Weber Arch.

#Northwestern University #places

epinephrine-artist:

Isabel couldn’t help but wonder what this chick’s deal was, hanging around her pictures, probably taking away some custom from her but it seemed the red head was in her own little world. She shifted a little when she confessed about her own dreams. A frown on her face showed the disbelief, she had to be joking. But then again, maybe there was some hidden meaning behind it like the teeth dreams she had heard people got.

In all honesty, it scared her that people shared the same dreams as her. Hearing everything from someone else’s mouth she panicked. The images of being crushed against another giants back coming through, her chest suddenly burning from the pain.

“Look, lady… just buy some’in’ or be on your way. I said I don’t wanna talk about it” Isabel huffed, clearly a little unnerved by the similarities in such a private thing as a dream.

Much to her dismay, she’d apparently made the artist angry. Petra’s gaze flitted to the ground in front of her, blinking for a moment. “Of course. I’m-- I’m sorry...” An odd mixture of emotions swirled around inside of her as she glanced around at the other paintings.

It was embarrassing that her first impression on this girl was that of a weirdo-- exactly what she’d hoped to avoid in the first place. She also felt guilty for upsetting her so quickly, but more than that, she was surprised at how vulnerable she’d made herself by telling her about her nightmares. She didn’t typically share them with just anyone, but she supposed she had a feeling they were kindred spirits, and so acted on impulse. She hadn’t expected it to hurt so much when the girl shut her down, practically shooing her away.

Resisting the urge to beat herself up for such poor judgment, she resolved to find a painting to buy; it was the least she could do for wasting the girl’s time. The faces resonated with her, but it wasn’t necessarily something she would want to keep in her room at home. Her eyes settled on a painting of a pair of birds flying in a pink sky. The image was beautiful, but had a vague bittersweet melancholy to it. Petra moved closer to the small painting, touching the corner of the canvas gently.

“I’ll take this one.” She said quietly, looking over the painting once more, her previous negative feelings nearly forgotten.

#epinephrineartist #isabel1 #//I saw you mention painting of birds in an earlier reply #so I took that and combined it with some snk imagery #I hope it's okay #if not I'm happy to change it to something else. c:

goshaaa

Few places are as magical as Harper at 5am.

instagram: preambles

#University of Chicago #places

uchicagoadmissions

Our lovely Harper library

#University of Chicago #places

college-campuses

Northwestern University.

#Northwestern University #places

cautiousdaydreamer:

【╰⊱⋋ 𝔸𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟⋌⊰╯】

Darn it. No, he would not give up. He’d just have to be tenacious. Taking a step closer to her he tried putting on a charming smile. The blond continued petting the content cat resting in his arms. Honestly if he could he’d adopt a cat himself if he didn’t already have Jenna and could afford having two pets.

❝Are you sure about adopting only one? You would also receive two litter boxes, a pound of cat food, and some cat toys with no extra charge.❞ Okay that was a partial lie but he really, really wanted this. Besides it’s not like anyone was around to call him out on his lies right now. He deserved that bonus and he deserved to go to that con.

Normally such persistence from a staff member would irritate her, but Petra found that this was a special circumstance in which she wanted more than anything to accept the offer, but simply couldn’t. Her father’s explicit words echoed through her mind. However, there was something about this angel-faced boy that made her want to ask for forgiveness later rather than permission now.

It wouldn’t cost more, plus all of those extra things; Certainly it was a deal only a fool would pass up. But down the line, it meant buying twice as much food, twice as much litter, and twice the amount for vet visits. Surely that was how her father would see it. If only she could think of a way to get him to understand why having two cats was better than just one. “Unfortunately, I am. My parents will only allow me to have one, you see...” She decline reluctantly for the second time.

#cautiousdaydreamer #armin.peto #//that sneaky armin #slowly breaking peto down

trschafe

#Northwestern University #places

kat-in-chicago

University Hall, 2013/02/07

#Northwestern University #places

epinephrine-artist:

Isabel watched as the woman looked through her work again, green eyes locked on her expressions. She noticed how the woman would skip the ones of birds, and go for the trees and the overall darker ones. It was odd considering she seemed a bright person like herself. Isabel stiffened at her question, frowning when she noticed the picture, why was this woman so interested in the origins? Most people just either liked it or they didn’t.

“I guess it was a storm, I was stuck in the fog and just kept seeing these eyes” She shrugged, it was only a dream right? Sometimes it felt real but it was always just a dream. It didn’t stop her being scared of a storm or anything like it. “Most of them are. Either giant hands or faces” Isabel shrugged, looking back up to the blonde. “I’m sorry miss, I don’t really like talking back over the dreams”.

Her dream seemed to hold a few eerie similarities to Petra’s, even without all the details. Enough to give Petra chills. But a feeling of mild guilt came over her at the girl’s disinclination to continue. The last thing she wanted to do was make her feel uncomfortable. Her first instinct was to explain as quickly as possible that she didn’t intend to prod her, but she managed to restrain herself, slowly nodding instead.

It couldn’t have been easy, divulging something as personal as a dream at the request of a complete stranger. Petra thought she ought to level with her and explain the reason behind her question. She owed her that much.

“Oh, it’s alright, I understand.” She paused, gathering her thoughts. “The truth is, I’ve had dreams-- the same dreams since I was a child. I have them much less frequently now, but they’re always the same. I’m always being chased by huge giants. Sometimes they catch me, and eat me or crush me. Sometimes I can fly away and escape. The sensations are so real; The wind through my hair when I fly, and the pain when I’m crushed. This drawing reminds me a lot of those giants. I’m sorry, my curiosity got the better of me. I had to ask.”

#epinephrineartist #isabel1 #//sorry sorry for leaving this for so long :<#lol I feel like I'm always apologizing for this

jackelizabeth

at West Loop, Chicago, Illinois

#chicago loop #places

funky-tam

#tea #chicago #colorful (at Argo Tea)

#Argo Tea #places

kiingstein:

Oh boy, was she pissed. This entire ordeal had back-fired, and had him drumming his fingertips against the taut fabric of his satchel, “S’just how we do it where I come from,” he muttered, casting a glance sidewards, “S’called DeLand, overshadowed by Daytona. You’ve probably never heard of it,” he added defensively.

His prior rudeness would not be so easily forgiven. He appeared to be backpedaling, and she had no intention of allowing him to regain his footing. “No, I can’t say that I have. Just as you’ve never heard the expression, ‘When in Rome, do as the Romans do.’”

#kiingstein #jean1 #//words to live by jeanny boy #his pouty face tho

kiingstein:

Well this wasn’t going as planned. Jean cleared his throat, “No, you’re supposed to say ‘oh no, you can have it’, and then you offer it to me. Kind of out of kindness, kind of out of politeness.”