#Keala's first ask

[jinxed-games]

Happy Valentine's, Author!! 💕💕

How would the ROs love to spend their Valentine's day with the MC?

The Mage: They'd plan a quiet, work-free night. Which for them (and for the MC) is a rare luxury. It would involve a mixture of the MC's and their favorite foods, music, and much-needed relaxation. Overall they'd aim for a calming day spent together.

The Royal: I am somewhat at a loss. They'd like something soft, and romantic. Alone time with their partner is all they would want. But they wouldn't know how to plan it? I can see them agonizing for weeks before the actual day. Someone would have to intervene and help them, at least for the first valentines.

Alistair: It'd be a day full of sappy, overly romantic cliches. He'd shower the MC with gifts (though they'd be tailored to the MC), send flowers, and end it all with a candlelit date night. Very classic, but ultimately the effort he'd put into it would be heartfelt.

Maeve: Her valentine's day plans consist of a few, you specific outings. If you're a music person, she'll take you to a music house or the opera. Enjoy nature? You'll go on a horseback ride and end the night with a picnic. It'd be a nice, romantic time together.

The Healer: I'm going to be honest here. Kyrin would try but valentines day is not their specialty. If they did remember valentines (and if they were reminded, they would) it would be... simple for lack of a better word. A small gift and maybe dinner would be the most they would do.

Dorin: Another person you shouldn't expect much from, he'd fall on cliches as well. He will try if he knows you're the type to care. He will even care enough to put in great effort. But in his mind, it'll all fall short. The dinner would be burnt (he tried cooking it himself) and the gift would be a bit plain (a merchant pressured him into buying it) but he would try.

The Oracle: She would keep it MC-specific. However, she’d keep all the activities involving other people or leaving the castle (if any) to the morning-noon.  Then the rest of the day would be spent with her and her partner alone and uninterrupted. 

Keala: She is a wealthy, over-exuberant noblewoman. You will be spoiled. She would clear your and Maeve's schedules and ensure that every day is spent appreciating both of you. It'd involve several meals, a picnic, and a full day of different outings.

#All RO's #Keala's first ask #and The Oracle's first official ask with the group #JinxSpeaks #RoE #The Mage #The Royal #Alistair #Maeve #The Healer #Dorin #The Oracle #Keala

[twistedtummies2]

Glamour - Chapter 3 (Trade)

This is the third part of a four-part trade story with @hooter-n-company (a.k.a. Rchlis). She is making some very special art for me, and in return, she asked me to write a story to introduce a Twisted Wonderland OC she's sort of had stewing in the background for a while: his name is Taoka Latronis, and he is based on Tamatoa from "Moana."

I absolutely LOVE Tamatoa. He's a fun villain, and a surprising crush (albeit a somewhat mild one, for me, personally). Rchlis wanted to create a character for the TW universe based on the big glam crab, and I certainly wasn't going to say no. The advantage of this being a trade, instead of a commission, was I could go and make a much longer and more detailed story, in return for much more detailed and elaborate artwork, without either of us having to pay exorbitant amounts that frankly neither of us could afford. Win-win. XD

This was a LOT of fun to make, and Taoka is one of my favorite OCs I've gotten to write for that I DIDN'T create myself, if not my favorite (at least as far as TW goes, I should clarify). Hopefully a lot of you like him, too. ;) Parts one and two have already been released the past two days; the fourth and final section will go up tomorrow. Be on the lookout!

WARNING: THIS PARTICULAR SECTION DOES NOT INCLUDE ANY KINKS DIRECTLY. HOWEVER, THERE ARE IMPLICATIONS OF VORE AND OTHER KINKS SPRINKLED THROUGHOUT THE FIRST THREE PARTS. DON'T LIKE? TOO YOUNG? DON'T READ. NOTE/DISCLAIMER: Once again, I referenced a song from "Labyrinth" (performed and composed by David Bowie) here. Once again, I hold no rights to the lyrics, figured I should still put this here, though.

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“This can’t be!” “Well, it sure seems like it can.” You and Grim watched anxiously as Divus Crewel and Maverick Mokulau paced across the stage. The audience had been cleared out, with the help of Neige LeBlanche, and local security had been called to investigate. Vil Schoenheit and Keala Cravalho had both split up to help them out. Speaking of which…all four of you looked up as the familiar clip-clopping of heels announced the return of the two students. “Have you searched the dressing rooms?” inquired Professor Crewel. “Every last one!” exclaimed Keala. “And?” “Nothing! It’s just…gone!” “You two were supposed to be on the ball today,” Vil scowled in your direction. “Nya! Don’t look at us!” Grim yowled, fur bristling with aggravation. “No, Grim, he’s right,” you sighed. “We may not have been in charge of security, but we should have been more on top of things, as Stage Managers. All those mishaps, culminating in the trophy being stolen…” “What does ‘culminating’ mean?” Grim meowed, in response. You and Vil groaned in tandem.

“It has to be around here somewhere,” fretted Keala. “I sincerely doubt that, at this point,” frowned Vil. “What is security up to now?” Mokulau demanded to know. “They’ve begun interviewing some of the contestants, to see if anybody noticed anything suspicious,” Vil replied. “I regret to say they haven’t had much luck.” “Someone had to see something!” Grim suddenly screeched. “All anybody saw were stars,” droned Vil. “That flash of light blinded everybody who might have gotten a good look.” “What was that flash, anyway?” murmured Keala, scratching his chin. “It didn’t seem like just a normal lighting trick.” “You’ve got that right, kid,” grumbled Mokulau, tipping his shades down as he turned his head up thoughtfully, hands stuffed into his pockets. “Wasn’t just an illusion, either…” “It seemed to me,” Crewel broke in, “Like some form of magic.” Those words caused something to click inside your brain. You suddenly let out a shout of frustration and slapped your forehead. “Oh, you Dumbo!” you cried out…then, noticing the expressions on everyone’s faces, you quickly explained: “Not you all. Me. I think I know who did this!” “You do?” Grim blinked. “Yes. But I’m going to need more proof,” you said solemnly, and stood up. It was time to take charge. “Vil, Mr. Mokulau, Keala? Can I ask you three to accompany me?” “If you feel it’s necessary,” Vil said slowly, while the two Royal Sword members nodded in agreement. “Good,” you smiled, then looked at Professor Crewel. “I think you and Grim should help security, sir. I may be completely wrong, and I don’t think ALL of us need to go at once.” “That seems reasonable,” Crewel nodded, and pointed at Grim with his familiar rod. “Come, puppy! We have work to do!” With a swirl of his fur coat, Divus Crewel flounced away. Grim growled grouchily. “First I’m a cat, then I’m a puppy,” he grumbled. “I’m getting sick of this…” “Just behave,” you sighed, and shooed the little imp away. With a sniff and a snort, he followed Professor Crewel away. “So, where are we goin’?” Maverick asked, crossing his tattooed arms. “To see Hop the Dwarf,” you replied, and beckoned for the three to follow you. “I think he’s the first stop we should make.” “Whatever you say, Basil of Baker Street,” Keala smirked with a shrug. You just gave him a blank look. “Forget it,” he chuckled, waving it off. Vil and Mokulau rolled their eyes. You just shook your head and led the group away. It was time to start getting a few answers.

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“Who knew what kind of instrument you would be playing?” you asked Hop the Dwarf. Yourself and Keala stood inside the little fellow’s dressing room, while Vil and Mokulau - having seniority as judges - stood outside the room to guard it, just in case the culprit you suspected should show up. Hop scratched his head as he pondered the inquiry. “Well…I had to fill out a form to let management know,” he pointed out. “I’m aware,” you nodded. “But who else might have known?” “Did you tell any of the other contestants, maybe someone in the audience?” asked Keala. “I don’t think so,” said Hop, shaking his round little head. “Only Gran and Dominic, and they wouldn’t do a thing like that!” “No, of course they wouldn’t,” you sighed, feeling rather frustrated by the answer. This hadn’t gotten you anywhere you hoped it would. “I guess your hunch was wrong,” said Keala, weakly. “Seems that way,” you grumbled. “Wait a moment!” Hop suddenly squeaked, snapping his tiny fingers in realization. “There was that one guy…!” “One guy?” you and Keala chorused. “Uh-huh!” nodded Hop. “See, there was this guy…” He indicated you. “...I think he goes to your school…anyway, he said he was trying to find his lost guitar pick, and he was asking around if anybody had seen it. I told him I hadn’t seen it, and he said that was okay. He then asked what I was doing for my act, out of curiosity. I didn’t think there was anything wrong, so I told him my plans for my performance.” “So he would have known which instrument you were using and where you kept it?” “Well, not where I KEPT it, no,” said Hop with a slight giggle. “I didn’t tell him THAT much!” “Still,” Keala murmured, now catching on to what you were anticipating, “If he knew you had the instrument in here, and knew what he was looking for, he could have come in at any time you weren’t around.” “Did you leave the room at any point?” you asked the young dwarf. “Just for a few minutes for a snack break,” shrugged Hop. “That would do it,” you said gravely. “Can you tell me what he looked like?” “He wore a gold coat, and a glove on one hand. He also had purple eyes.”

Keala sucked in a breath sharply. You looked quickly towards him. “What’s wrong?” you asked the young man in the red shirt. Keala hesitated before answering: “I saw the same guy near my dressing room after I went to the bathroom for a spell. I’d left the door open when I left.” “So he could have gotten in while you were away?” Keala nodded, and added another detail: “He had a guitar bag slung over his shoulder. At the time, I assumed it carried his instrument, but…” Cravalho trailed off. You could easily guess the rest. You nodded to him, then at Hop, smiling slightly with a sense of slight triumph. “Thanks, little guy,” you said to the Dwarf. Hop gave a cheery mock-salute. You and Keala each returned the gesture, then exited the room, shutting the door behind you. “Well!” you said, clapping your hands together. “That cinches it.” “You know who’s behind this?” Mokulau checked. “I’m pretty sure, yep,” you nodded, then looked at Vil. “I’m afraid he’s one of your students.” Vil’s eyes widened, but only for a moment. “You don’t mean Taoka, do you?” he asked. “I’m afraid so. Do you know what his Unique Magic is like?” “I have not had a chance to experience it, no,” Vil answered, shaking his head. “I have. Or, at least, I think I have,” you said. “He’s the one who took the Lanternblossoms that Grim and I needed for our assignment with Professor Crewel. When he did, he lifted his hand, muttered some sort of spell…” “And let me guess,” interjected Mokulau, “There was a disorienting, golden flash of light?” “Just like the one that everybody got hit with when the trophy was stolen,” you confirmed.

“If it’s a signature spell, then there can be no doubt,” frowned Vil, clearly cross at the idea of one of his own Pomefiore dorm-mates being potentially responsible. “But we’re lacking the negligible item of evidence.” “He’s got a point,” Keala concurred. “Security checked all the dressing rooms, including his. They would have found it then, wouldn’t they have?” That was a good point, which you had no answer for. Mokulau scratched at his bear-like chest, then lifted a finger as he spoke up authoritatively. “The way it sounds to me,” he said, seriously, “There are three answers to this problem. The first is that our Stage Manager is either wrong or outright lying to us.” “I’m inclined to think they are correct,” Vil said, and gave you a supportive smile. “For all the faults the Prefect of Ramshackle has, I have no reason to doubt everything they’ve said as being as true and factual as they can manage.” You smiled gratefully. “I figured that,” nodded Maverick. “The second answer is that this Tapioca-” “Taoka,” corrected Vil. “-Whatever…the second answer is that he’s somehow managed to hide the trophy in his room, in a way security wouldn’t be able to uncover. I don’t think that’s true, either: if he’d used a cloaking spell, for example, they would’ve checked for it immediately.” “Then what’s the third option?” questioned Keala. “I think I can guess that,” you answered, and raised an eyebrow at the Royal Sword instructor. “It’s that he’s hidden the trophy - and maybe all the other things he’s presumably taken - somewhere offsite. Right?” “In the time before and after his performance, he could have had a chance to hide the instruments and all the rest,” reasoned Mokulau. “And in the confusion after he swiped the trophy, he might have been able to slip off to somewhere, provided it wasn’t very far away.” “There’s plenty of options,” said Vil, solemnly, a hand to his chin as he pondered things. “It would have been risky, but so was stealing everything to begin with. In the words of a famous writer, ‘once you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.’” “Okay, so…if he HAS done that,” Keala frowned, scratching his cheek, “Then where is this hiding spot?” Mokulau could only shrug. A smile came to your face. “Well,” you began to say, slyly, “Maybe we don’t know that…but there’s bound to be one person who does.” You then pointed to Maverick’s sunglasses. “Quick question…do you have spares of those?”

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“You remind me of the babe! What babe? Babe with the power! What power? Power of Voodoo! Who do? You do! Do what? Remind me of the babe…” Taoka Latronis laughed and sang as he lounged lazily in his dressing room, smiling up at the ceiling. He was feeling very pleased with himself. He spun around in his chair, grinning from ear to ear, looking for all the world like the cat who had caught the canary. He was still gayfully humming when a thumping knock came at the door. The smile was struck from his face. “What?” he called out, crossly, a slight sneer curling across his painted lips. His expression quickly changed, and he sat up straight in his chair, as the door opened to reveal a broad-shouldered, heavily-tattooed man with long, dark hair and a stubbly, strong chin, with a shark tooth necklace around his throat and sunglasses shrouding his hazel eyes. “Mr. Mokulau!” exclaimed Taoka, startled at the sight of the rock star judge and magic master. “This…th-this is unexpected…” “Heh. Don’t worry, I get that a lot. Not everybody expects me to be so perfect,” winked Maverick with a chuckle. Taoka gave a sort of tight smile in return. “Is there something you need?” Taoka asked. “Security already checked my room…is there any chance we’ll be allowed to leave soon?” “Actually, yeah, that’s what I was coming to tell you,” replied Mokulau, and jabbed a thumb back towards the open door as he stepped further into the room. “Security’s done checking around for now, they wanna clear all the contestants out. You’ll be free to go in just a few minutes. So, if you’ve got anything to pack up, better get to it.” “Thank you, sir. I’ll make sure to get ready in a moment,” Taoka said, then paused before hesitantly asking, “Do they know who might be responsible?” Mokulau paused before sighing and nodding, removing his sunglasses and tucking them into a pocket. “Honestly, I really shouldn’t be telling you this,” he said, and brushed some of his dark curls away from his face. “But they think it was a student from your school.” Taoka’s purple eyes widened. His smile flickered. “Do they now?” “Yeah,” nodded Mokulau, and paused a moment longer before continuing: “We can’t prove it, but we’re starting to suspect the Stage Management duo had something to do with it all.”

Taoka blinked. Three times. “Them?” he repeated, sounding almost bewildered. “They had access to every room,” replied Mokulau with a scowl. “And it seems kinda suspicious so many things would go missing on their watch. We’re not sure how they took that trophy, or if they had any help, but with all the mishaps during the contest as a whole, we’re pretty sure they had to know more than they’re telling.” Taoka looked askance, purple-hued brow knitted in thought. “You have a point,” he murmured, then a grin spread across his face, and he looked back up at the great musician. “Yes! It has to be them! We should have suspected it from the start.” “Psh. Tell me ‘bout it,” snorted Mokulau. “Your Housewarden is beside himself: the idea of a fellow NRC student being behind it all, somebody he personally asked for help…” “Eh. I imagine the dorm leader will get over it,” shrugged Taoka with a smirk. “Guess we shouldn’t have trusted a person from a world with no magic, huh?” “Looks like it,” Mokulau replied, and chuckled to himself: “At least they didn’t get my real pick out of the deal.” Taoka’s grin vanished instantly. “Huh? What…what do you mean the real pick?” he asked. “Oh, well, obviously I didn’t ACTUALLY put the REAL guitar pick I used in my first concerts on the trophy,” said Maverick with a smile. “It’s precious to me: something like that isn’t something I would just get rid of.” “I see,” Taoka said, and cocked his head. “So, uh…if it’s not prying too much, where DO you keep the real one?” Maverick smirked. He looked around, as if to make sure nobody was watching…then winked and patted one of his pockets. “You…you have it here? With you?” gasped Taoka, seemingly stunned. “Well, duh! It’s my lucky pick!” laughed Mokulau. “Every guitarist worth their salt carries one, kid. If you’re gonna be one, you better find your own soon.” Taoka grimaced and looked away again. “Yeah. If,” he muttered.

“Hey, don’t sweat it,” smiled the large man, with a kinder sort of expression. “I know we were pretty rough on you out there today, but you’ve got passion, kid. That’ll take you far, if you keep it up.” “I somehow doubt that,” whispered Taoka to himself. Maverick looked the young Night Raven student up and down…then stepped closer and reassuringly placed one huge, heavy hand on the young man’s shoulders. Taoka looked up, seemingly surprised. “When I got started, I was totally on my own, kid,” said Mokulau. “It took a lotta work and a lotta faith to get to my level now. I know it sounds cliche, but trust me, those two things can do a lot for ya if you let them. Don’t ever forget: as handsome as I may be, it’s not really about what’s out here…” He lightly pinched Taoka’s golden jacket indicatively…then lowered his hand and tapped a finger to the youth’s chest. “...It’s what in there that’s gonna matter most.” Taoka let out a sarcastic sort of chuckle and brushed the teacher’s hand away. “That’s a nice sentiment, sir, but you of all people should know: a golden heart isn’t gonna matter when you’re totally invisible.” Maverick frowned again, now a bit bemused. He tilted his head. “What makes you say that?” he asked, quietly, then a bit louder: “Have we met before?” Taoka’s expression was unreadable. His ungloved hand quietly clutched the other appendage in an absent-minded way. All he said in reply was a thoroughly emotionless: “Yes. We have.” Mokulau looked as if he wanted to ask something else…but at that moment, a new voice intervened… “Ahem! Mr. Mokulau?” Maverick turned around to see Vil Schoenheit standing in the doorway to the room. “What’s up?” he asked. “Your students - Neige and Mr. Cravalho, that is - want to talk to you.” “Thanks,” grunted Maverick Mokulau, and turned back around to smile at Taoka once more. He pulled out his shades and flipped them back into place over his eyes. “See ya later, kid.” “Maybe so,” Taoka answered in a slippery sort of way. Maverick grinned and clicked a finger-gun gesture towards the young man, then followed Vil out of the room. The moment he was gone, Taoka’s sly expression changed to a truly evil grin. He looked down towards his hands. He opened his gloved palm…revealing a small, bone-white guitar pick in his hand. “Gotcha,” he cackled to himself under his breath, then tucked the pick hastily into his own pocket before hurriedly tidying up his room. Once it was all clean, he slung his guitar over his shoulder. He was still laughing as he left the dressing room.

As far as he could tell...he'd won.

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Taoka took one of the sideways passages out of the auditorium, thus allowing him to slip by most anyone who might have spotted his departure. He did not head towards Night Raven straightaway. Instead, the spiky-haired young sneakthief blazed a trail towards the edge of the dense forest. His pace was deliberate, his demeanor sharp and direct; he knew exactly where he was going. No sooner had the youth’s golden coat vanished into the undergrowth, than he removed the pick from his pocket. A devious smile - which showed off each of his slightly-too-long teeth - split his face as he crept through the shadows of the trees in a Northwesterly direction. He had only gone some forty yards or so before he spotted a destination: a small, empty cave, half-hidden by brambles. Sniggering at his deceit, he hopped, skipped, and jumped over the brambles and scuttled into the cave, like a spider quickly creeping back into its den…or a crab, burrowing into a hiding spot. Inside the cavern, he paused a little ways away from the entrance: the cave was wide and round, with  a ceiling that was about as low as a typical room in a typical house. No animals lived here, which made it an admirable hiding place…for the instruments, the microphones, and all the other bits and pieces of necessary hardware the contestants of the Triple-S concert competition required for their performances. Pilfering the items had been shockingly simple; sneaking them out when nobody would notice was only somewhat more difficult. Taoka chuckled as he approached the prize of his little hoard: a familiar silver trophy, topped with an ivory guitar pick. “Figuring out how to get you all out of here again is gonna be a bit of a problem,” mumbled Taoka…then smirked and shrugged. “Ah, well. Maybe I’ll just sell the stuff that’s worth something, leave the rest behind.” He knelt down beside the trophy with an evil smile. “You, however…you I’m gonna treasure. You and the REAL pick,” he chuckled, lifting up the bone-white guitar strummer in his hands indicatively… …And the moment he did, his smile faded. A look of confusion filled the glammed-up guitar player’s eyes. Something wasn’t right. The pick on the trophy had a familiar hook shape in its center; this was to be expected. The symbol was Mokulau’s logo, and his first pick had been etched with the design early on. That was as good as a signature or fingerprint of authenticity. But the pick Taoka now held…well, it was the same exact color, and the same exact shape and size…but it had no visible markings on it at all. “Wait a minute,” murmured Taoka, and scratched the surface…then sighed as the paint scraped, and a different color - a plain gray - showed underneath. “Oh, I see. He’s taken a cheap pick, and painted it in the same color as the one on the trophy…” Taoka’s look of petulant dissatisfaction abruptly changed to one of apprehension and alarm. “...As a diversion?” “More like bait.”

Taoka leapt to his feet and swung around with a snarl. He glared as he saw you standing at the entrance to the cave. Vil and Mokulau stood just a short distance behind you. As the three of you entered, the young man moved into a guarded position, flinging the cheap pick aside. “You followed me!” he accused. “Guilty as charged,” you chuckled. “It wasn’t too hard. We knew you couldn’t have brought them all the way back to the school, and there was nowhere in the town that seemed likely. We just didn’t know where to look. I figured if we dangled something shiny in front of your face, so to speak, you’d just HAVE to take it.” “You’ve disgraced my dorm, Latronis,” glared Vil. “I hope you realize punishment is well overdue.” “Oh, please, don’t insult me,” snorted Taoka coldly. “Or do we have to forget somebody else cheated much more dangerously at a certain other competition?” Vil glowered and said nothing. Sensing trouble, you subtly stepped to block him and Taoka’s path to each other. Vil noticed, smiled, and lightly placed a hand on your shoulder. He mumbled something under his breath, but only you heard it, and gave him a small smile in return. “Keala!” Mokulau called back over his shoulder. “We’ve found him.” Moments later, Keala joined the group. He looked almost hurt when he saw the trophy behind the glitzy scoundrel. “So you DO have it!” he exclaimed. “Give it back!” Taoka glared. “Why should I?” he hissed. “How about because we’ll pummel you if you don’t?” growled Maverick. “A student attacked by a teacher? I think that would get you in a great deal of trouble,” crooned Taoka. “You’re no student of mine,” said Mokulau coldly.

“Oh, that’s where you are wrong,” smirked Taoka, and straightened his stance, showing off his flashy outfit. “See, you’re the one I have to give credit for who I am today: watching you, I learned the only way a person is gonna stand out is if you make yourself bigger, shinier, and all around better than anybody around you. And it doesn’t matter who you step on to get there, or who gets left behind in the process!” “But that trophy wasn’t yours to take!” Keala protested. “What good does it do you to have it now? You can’t show it off, you can’t claim you won! What does it matter?!” “I don’t think that’s any of your business,” sniffed Taoka. “Well, I’m making it my business!” Keala snapped, taking an aggressive stance of his own. “I worked too hard to make my grandma proud-” “Between us, babe, I’m getting a little tired of hearin’ about your grandma,” interrupted Taoka. “I don’t care who ‘deserves’ this or not, it’s MINE! I’VE claimed it! AND I AM NOT LOSIN’ MY TREASURE NOW!” So saying, Taoka Latronis thrust out one hand. You heard him start to utter a familiar incantation… “NOW!” you shouted, and at almost the exact same time, Taoka finished the spell with three bellowed words… “Time to shine!” ZAM! A blinding flash of golden light shined and glittered through the whole small cave of loot. Taoka grinned and picked up the trophy, then made a dash to run past all of you and out the cavern mouth… …Only for an arm like a steel band - Vil’s - to suddenly swing out and smash into his abdomen. With a wheezing grunt, he staggered back, his gloved hand on his diaphragm, the other still holding the trophy tightly. He coughed twice and looked up…then gulped at what he saw. “Oh, come on!” he almost whined. “That’s STUPIDLY unfair!” All four of you wore matching, mischievous smiles…and sunglasses.

“Extra protected,” Mokulau boasted, adjusting his pair. “Not even your sparkle can beat these babies.” “Give us the trophy, Taoka!” Vil demanded, marching forward and stretching out one arm sharply, as if ordering a dog to drop a bone. “Don’t make this harder for yourself.” Taoka just scoffed. He removed his guitar, propping it up against one of the cave walls, and moved into an action-ready posture. “You’ll have to turn the world upside-down before I let you take this from me,” he responded icily. So saying, the young man reached into his pocket, and pulled out his Magic Pen. With a swish and a flick, he summoned a pillar of water, which blasted Vil backwards and sent him sprawling onto the cave floor. The other three of you hurried to his side. “You okay?” you asked, worriedly. “No,” Vil said, through a face full of dripping makeup. “I’m soaked.” You smirked. “THERE HE GOES!” Keala’s shout alerted all of you. You looked up; through the tint of your sunglasses, you saw Taoka finally use the distraction he’d sought for to flee, as he darted from the cave and out into the woods. “We can’t let him get away!” yelled Mokulau. “Come on!” You didn’t have to be told twice. You helped Vil to his feet, and all four of you charged out of the cave and after Taoka Latronis.

To Be Concluded in Part 4...

#disney #twisted wonderland #kink fic #fanfic #my writing #ocs #not my ocs #hooter-n-company #rchlis #moana #tamatoa #taoka #taoka latronis #maverick #mokulau #maverick mokulau #maui #keala #keala cravalho #grim #vil #vil schoenheit #chapter 3 #glamour #trade

[thegreatestshowstopper]

Favorite Fandom & Favorite Character From That Fandom (You Can List More Than One)

Hi! Thanks for the ask :)

Well, now I'm going to HAVE to say The Greatest Showman for favourite fandom, right? It has to be! I have other fandoms I love on my main blog, but I've never made a fandom-specific sideblog for any other fandom, so that checks out lol

As for favourite characters, I have to go with Anne and Phillip. Rewrite the Stars is my favourite song in the entire soundtrack, and I adore their relationship. The glimpse of their meet-cute in the first trailer that was released months before the movie came out took my breath away and I knew I was going to ship them hard!!

As for other characters, I have to say that Lettie Lutz/The Bearded Lady deserves more love. She's awesome! And I love Keala Settle! I was so mad when she didn't win that Oscar, goddamnit hahaha

Anyway, all my favourite characters should have had more screen time, too, btw :)

#tgs #the greatest showman #anne x philip #anne wheeler #phillip carlyle #zac efron #zendaya #lettie lutz #carlwheeler #me #thanks again for the ask! :D

[nancydrewwouldnever]

Hi Nancy! I'm very sorry you got some nasty asks bc you're so wholesome and I'm sending you this one cuz you're the cinephile (movie lover) and i had some sort of epiphany during the holidays -im the stunted ho anon from Maddy btw too haha. So I'm gonna give a lil bit of unnecessary backstory to my super long rant. I was really looking forward to this Xmas bc it meant taking my mom out of her nursing home for 2 days in 2 years and i had planned a lot of nice food, decorations, etc and it went that way save for the fact i got the nastiest bacterial tonsillitis in my life and we were relegated basically to watching the movies on tv. Turns out the greatest showman was playing. I know it was the sanitized version of pt barnum and i already knew hugh jackman is a fucking legend and was a stan accordingly but OMG were we blown away by the movie on Xmas Eve! Mom was even humming and tapping to the songs even if she doesn't know english lol it was a perfect bonding moment and everyone was so talented. Zendaya, Keala settle, even Zac Efron!! (I'm considering stanning him low-key lol). I'd listened to some of the songs already but i don't keep up w movies like that and i don't really care for musicals, but i loved it. The critics hated it but it was a success, hugh spent 8 years trying to get it greenlit (pls watch the vid w keala). What I'm getting at w this rambling is... Does Chris in his mediocrity -sry not sry- think he's gonna be able to pull a hugh jackman success / weird ass concept of fictionalized version of gene kelly (what is that treatment or future script really going to be about, bits of the most memorable roles of gene sewn into a jojo rabbit minus the Nazis kind of plot?? So groundbreaking). Why all this sudden interest of him in gene -prior to the ace ventura interview i don't think he'd ever mentioned his admiration for him?? Someone correct me if I'm wrong. That concept alone is disrespectful to genes wishes cuz it's still a bastardized version of a biopic, it's far more confusing than the light-year character thing that many people never really figured out. I get he wanted to fit his tap dancing ability into something he could show to the public but Chris isn't a good singer or dancer. With all due respect to mama Lisa, i doubt the 'provincial' level of tap dance in ma can compare to what gene did and they don't even look alike (re body build). I was optimistic at first but i cackled at the hate tweets bc i knew there was a kernel of truth. I get he prob thinks this will be a break or make moment, but taking into account how bleak his personal life is atm i doubt he has the willpower to stay rehearsing for 6 months and nail the performance. I know I'm dragging a movie that hasn't even been written, but the room for disaster is enormous. I think it'll be a huge flop. He should go the Mark ruffalo route and take some indies here and there, maybe work in europe or Asia and w more female directors. A musical or a comedy or something contrived like this project seems to be is once again not it... Are you exhausted?? What do you think? 🤔

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#ask

[dear-indies]

Hey! I hope everything is going well with you! When you have time - completely understandable to take time for yourself given everything - do you think you could give a list of your fave body diverse fcs over the age of 35, if any? I would greatly appreciate it!! All the best ❤️

Non-binary:

Ser Anzoategui (1979) Argentinian and Paraguayan - is nonbinary (they/them).

Ericka Hart (1986) African-American - non-binary (she/they) - is a breast cancer survivor.

Third-gender:

Yolanda Bonnell (1982) Ojibwe, Unspecified White / Indian - two-spirit (she/they) - is bisexual - has OCD and ADHD.

Gloria May Eshkibok (?) Mohawk, Ottawa, Irish, French - two-spirit (she/her) and wears an eye patch.

Gender questioning:

Kristin Chirico (1984) Cayuga, Seneca, Italian, and Irish - questioning their gender, explaining it as “encompassing a lot of things” but is not yet sure if she’s non-binary or a gender non-confirming woman - is bisexual and demisexual - has OCD.

Women:

Joanna Scanlan (1961)

Melissa McCarthy (1970)

Keala Settle (1975) Māori.

Michelle Buteau (1977) Haitian [African, some Lebanese] / French, Jamaican [African, Indian, possibly other].

Itziar Castro (1977) - is a lesbian.

Brooke Elliot (1978)

Dana Gourrier (1979) African-American.

Chrissy Metz (1980)

Natasha Rothwell (1980) African-American.

Beth Ditto (1981) - is queer.

Jana Schmieding (1981) Miniconjou Lakota Sioux, Sicangu Oyate Lakota Sioux.

Jordan Raskopoulos (1982) - is trans.

Denisse Ojeda (1982) Chilean.

Gabourey Sidibe (1983) Senegalese / African-American.

Yola / Yolanda Quarty (1983) British, Ghanaian, and Barbadian.

Ella Smith (1983)

Heather White (1983) Mohawk / Nakoda Sioux.

Jolene Purdy (1983) Japanese / English, Scottish, Irish, German, Ashkenazi Jewish.

Anna O'Brien (1984)

JB The First Lady / Jerilynn Webster (1984) Nuxalk and Onondaga.

Da'Vine Joy Randolph (1986) African-American.

Amber Riley (1986) African-American.

Nicole Byer (1986) African-American - comedian, television host, writer and actor - "doesn't identify as straight", but is uncomfortable with the labels "bisexual" or "queer."

Aidy Bryant (1987)

Men:

Mark Addy (1964)

Taylor Wily (1968) Samoan.

Jack Black (1969) Ashkenazi Jewish / German, as well as Northern Irish, Scottish, English, remote French and Welsh (converted to Judaism).

Nick Frost (1972)

Ólafur Darri Ólafsson (1973)

Matt Berry (1974)

Kristian Nairn (1975) - is gay.

K. Trevor Wilson (1981)

Josh Gad (1981) Afghan Jewish and Ashkenazi Jewish.

Brian Tyree Henry (1982) African-American.

Matty Matheson (1982)

Sam Richardson (1984) Ghanaian.

Cooper Andrews (1985) Samoan / Ashkenazi Jewish.

Charley Koontz (1987)

Atkins Estimond (1987) Afro-Haitian.

Thank you so much for being kind and understanding, anon! I have a masterlist HERE too but you're always welcome to send asks as I know going through long lists can be overwhelming.

#fc help #rph #rpc #olderfcs

[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

Playlists??

@shychick-52 has been asking about this and @mars-wants-candy just reminded me to do it so here's some playlists ig- Constantly being updated tho.

Fenro-

True Love- P!nk F**kin' Perfect- P!nk Walk Me Home- P!nk Born to Be Yours- Kygo & Imagine Dragons Infinity- AJR Wow, I'm Not Crazy- AJR Not Losing You- Maddie Poppe Take It Out On You- Maddie Poppe Stand By You- Rachel Platten Love Like You- Rebecca Sugar In Case You Don't Live Forever- Ben Platt I Choose- Alessia Cara Follow You- Imagine Dragons Overthink- Addison Grace Kaleidoscope- A Great Big World One Step Ahead- A Great Big World First Aid Kit- Maddie Poppe Shooting at Myself- Keala Settle I Won't Say (I'm In Love)- Susan Egan, Cheryl Freeman, LaChanze, Vaneese Thomas & Lillias White Grow As We Go- Ben Platt Next To Me- Imagine Dragons Best of You- Andy Grammer Don't Give Up On Me- Andy Grammer I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)- This one's by the Proclaimers, but my favorite version that reminds me of them is the cover by Sleeping At Last Turning Page- Sleeping At Last Second Chances- Imagine Dragons

Mad Ducktor-

Feel Invincible- Skillet Machine- Imagine Dragons Look What You Made Me Do- Taylor Swift you should see me in a crown- Billie Eilish Whatever It Takes- Imagine Dragons Cutthroat- Imagine Dragons Boss Bitch- Doja Cat (my FAVORITE song) Other Friends- Sarah Stiles All Eyes On Me- Or3o Battle Cry- Imagine Dragons Mad Hatter- Melanie Martinez I'm So Sorry- Imagine Dragons Open Up Your Eyes- Emily Blunt Bones- Imagine Dragons Twisted- MISSIO Blood // Water- grandson Castle- Halsey Control- Halsey Welcome to the Madhouse- Tones And I Enemy- Imagine Dragons & JID Rain- grandson & Jessie Reyez Queen of the Freaks- AViVA Believer- Imagine Dragons Help Me- Or3o Welcome Home- Or3o Right Now- Or3o (those last two are more Mads to Scrooge)

MDGyro-

Sweet but Psycho- Ava Max bury a friend- Billie Eilish If I Killed Someone for You- Alec Benjamin my strange addiction- Billie Eilish Grenade- Bruno Mars Kill of the Night- Gin Wingmore Partners in Crime- FINNEAS Boyfriend- Dove Cameron Dark Horse- yes, again, this one's by Katy Perry, but I prefer the cover by Sleeping At Last Boomerang- Imagine Dragons Beautiful Ghosts- Taylor Swift To You- Or3o Beautiful Trauma- P!nk

#sldfdsjkjs I ain't tagging all these artists #Gyro Gearloose #Fenton Crackshell Cabrera #Fenro #Mad Ducktor #MDGyro #Madro #Archimede Pitagorico #DuckTales #DuckTales 2017 #DT17 #Duckverse #Wacky's Soliloquies

[fortheloveofdragandschitt]

I was tagged by @blackandwhiteandrose to put my on repeat list on shuffle and list the first 10 songs:

1. Gone by Ziggy Alberts

2. This Is Me by Keala Settle & The Greatest Showman Ensemble

3. Space Jam by Quad City DJ’s (Do not ask me why, maybe for my nephew since he likes to dance lol)

4. Promises by Calvin Harris, Sam Smith, & Jessie Reyez

5. We’ll Be Together by Grease 2 Ensemble

6. Tell Him by Celine Dion & Barbara Streisand

7. Jealous by Labrinth

8. After All by Cher & Peter Cetera

9. Angels & Demons by Noah Reid

10. Face Down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Well that’s quite a list.

I’m tagging @weathereyehorizon, @themelancholyvegetable, & @impressionism

[illfatedpartners]

[𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑]: from my new OCish muse Keala [𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒]: accepting [𝐅𝐎𝐑]: Mike / @mikewheelertm​

In the sixteen years of her life, Keala had moved twelve times. It wasn’t always too far and it was always in the states, but it was still moving. It still meant leaving people behind. Perhaps this was the first time that someone had left her behind. Someone she never thought she’d be friends with, not just because he was someone everyone at school knew about (and made fun of, because jerks are everywhere) but because he always seemed too quiet, content with the friends he already had. Even approaching him at the dance seemed like a long shot and when he actually danced with her after his friend’s prompting (and the said friend was almost pouting after), she had been surprised. Being friends with him had been easy and after getting to know him that wasn’t a surprise. He was actually really nice, funny and sweet, making her wonder what the hell was wrong with kids in this school. And what was wrong with his friends too, who all seem to ditch him during the summer but at least that gave them time to bond, so she wouldn’t complain. Much.

Approaching Mike isn’t exactly her favourite thing to do, she is not a big fan — see the ditching and the overall ❛ look at me, I have a girlfriend now ❜ act of his ( although she had a theory about him). But...phone calls were expensive and when she had tried to call, she couldn’t get to talk to her friend. He found him sitting alone on a table outside, looking as miserable as ever ❝ Hey. ❞ she gives him a smile and without asking, she sits across him  ❝ I’m Keala. Zombie boy’s friend? Not sure if you know about me, do you? We danced together. ❞ she doesn’t wait for him to answer and continues  ❝ Since you seem...financially stable and well, you’re friends with Will...Can I come over the next time you talk to him? ❞

#mikewheelertm #muse (keala) #(I hope this is okay! #she isn't a fan of mike so far #sorry xD #but also Will might have mentioned her to Mike especially post s3 when things #are a bit...weird between them #but he hasn't told him much

[rookiesimmer]

3- Rest and Recovery

The blue…glow led her to the Hoapiis’ home. (Allyson is starting to suspect that they must be spirits, but that’s probably crazy talk.)

Keala Hoapii was shocked when Allyson showed up at her door naked and ready to fall over, but she still gave Allyson some clothes, food, and a bed (well the couch) for the night. 

Allyson, dazed by the day’s events asked Keala if she was attractive, weirding Keala out a bit. I think Allyson might be thinking that her not being attractive is why she ended up having a fight :(

The next day, Allyson also got to meet Keala’s child Lia, and the three of them had dinner together. Lia is also a teenager and was the first person to check on Allyson about how she was doing after the fight.

Needless to say, Allyson may be developing a bit of a soft spot for this family.

#TheHarmonLegacy #sims 4 challenge #sims 4 story #whimsy stories legacy challenge #sims 4 legacy

[simmernatalia]

Rotation #1 / Year 1-2 / Household: Hauata-Hoapili

During dinners, Lia likes to pitch story ideas to Keala. Lia works as a journalist for Windenburg paper. She has her own column completely dedicated to Sulani, where she writes about interesting things to see in Sulani, fashion, culture, but also history and lore. As an abandoned child herself, she decided to bring focus to the problem in Sulani... People leaving their children on the beach to fend for themselves... 

She asked Keala, if she knows how it started and as always her granny had A LOT of interesting things to say. It all started with an evil Sea goddess, who was first and the most powerful mermaid, that ever lived. She believed, that only female mermaids are worthy of existence and male mermaids are only good for reproduction and nothing more. As much as she hated mermaid man, she hated human man even more, so she often seduced them, just so she can drown them for fun. At one point, goddess had a huge clan of her mermaid daughters and they were all ruling the sea. With many daughters, came of course many sons too, whom goddess of course didn’t want. She couldn't drown them, because without mermaid boys, her daughters would need to mix with nasty humans to survive and goddess believed only in pure mermaid blood, so she decided to just leave those boys at the beach. Sulani residents were founding countless toddler boys wondering the beaches and started adopting them and building special orphanages for them. Of course, that also gave excuse to horrible people, who were simply not happy with their child to dump them on the beach and blame the mermaids. 

Lia thought, that this story was crazy interesting and immediately started writing her article, naming it ‘The Lost Boys’. 

next

#sims 4 #sims4 #sims 4 rotational gameplay #sims 4 premades #ts4 story #ts4 gameplay #simblr #keala hoapili #lia hauata

[wexarethewalkingxdead]

♣: One thing you love about your Muse. (for each muse!) // ♪: What’s your favourite song? // ✫: Why did you begin RPing? // ✤: What is your favourite kind of food? // ●: If you could say just one thing to your Muse, what would it be? (for Carol)

mun asks! - @savedpeople

♣: One thing you love about your Muse. (for each muse!)

Andrea - I love that she's not afraid to speak her mind even though she's wrong sometimes. Beth - I love her ability to see the best in people. Carol - I love that she's not only survived what the world has thrown at her, but she thrived as well. Charley - I love that they don't judge people based on first impressions and give people they meet the opportunity to hurt them before deciding they're either good or bad. Daryl - I love that he's finally starting to see that he deserves the love that people give him. Rick - I love how fiercely he loves his family. Mostly his children. Shane - I love that he's not afraid to say what needs to be said regardless of the consequences. Sophia - I love that she's grown so much from the life that she's been given.

♪: What’s your favourite song?

This Is Me by Keala Settle (featuring The Greatest Showman cast).

✫: Why did you begin RPing?

I had a friend in the CSI fandom (Yahoo Groups!) that knew I liked to write fanfiction and asked me if I wanted to write with her. She showed me how, and I've honestly been hooked ever since.

✤: What is your favourite kind of food?

Chinese.

●: If you could say just one thing to your Muse, what would it be? (Carol)

Carol, sweetheart, it's not your job to save the world. Sometimes the world has to save itself, and you need a fucking break before you break.

#.maildrop #savedpeople

[acnelli]

For the ask game : Ron Weasley. (I'm sure talking about our fav redhead will give you all the distraction you need. ) Sending love🧡

Send me a character from HP, ATLA or THG

favorite thing about them

Can't decide between his bravery and his humor. Both made him my favorite character when I first read the books.

least favorite thing about them

His insecurities and the way he dealt with them sometimes.

favorite line

There are so so many. But if he wouldn't have been my favorite character already, I would've been after this line in DH:

"No! You can have me, keep me!"

brOTP

Ron & Harry, Ron & Hermione (because they also had a great friendship)

OTP

Romione and Rarry (can't decide)

nOTP

Ron/any teacher

random headcanon

Ron takes up all the space when he sleeps. No matter how large the bed is, Ron manages to sprawl out all over the place.

unpopular opinion

Slightly NSFW: Bottom Ron :)

song i associate with them

That song I associate with the time after the war when Ron struggles with loss and responsibilities, but also heals and grows and learns a lot about himself.

favorite picture of them

I love everything by @hillyminne, but especially this one.

[halesandy]

Prompts for writers

So sometimes I get these little situations which I would love to live through read in a fic. But idk which writer to ask to write it, so maybe some of them want to write it themselves.

Feel free to use any of these in your works and let me know, if you used it so I can link it here 💜

This thing will be updated every time I have something new, so stay tuned 💜

💜 Reactions/Scenarios:

You're out with your young looking mom/dad, which your bf never seen, and said bf gets jealous

Fans skipping 8th member at fan meet and/or being rude

You break up with your s/o, and your bff comforts you. Basically "I can treat you better" situation

💜 Phrases:

A: You should watch your mouth / B: Then you should watch your dick

How do you always know exactly what I need?

A: Why didn't you tell me? / B: I didn't want you to see me like this

A: I love you / B: Uh... Thank you?

You love me, and that's why you tried to let me go. But I love you too. And that's why I want to stay

💜 Situations:

Grocery shopping together

First Christmas as a couple

💜 Song Inspiration:

Maps by Maroon 5 - I wonder where were you. When I was at my worst, down on my knees. And you said you had my back

Woman Like Me by Adele - Now some other male will get the love I had for you

It Was Always You by Maroon 5 - It was always you. Now I know why my heart wasn't satisfied

I don't miss you by Eric Nam

Better Days by Dermot Kennedy - I know you’ve been hurting. Waiting on a train that just won’t come. The rain, it ain’t permanent. And soon, we’ll be dancing in the sun

This Is Me by Keala Settle from The Greatest Showman - I am brave, I am bruised. I am who I'm meant to be, this is me. / I'm not scared to be seen. I make no apologies

Sorry, I Love You by Stray Kids - 친구로 지내기엔. 너무 예뻐서. 친구로 끝내기엔 / You are too beautiful. To be just friends. It's hard to end up as a friend

Bad Habits by Ed Sheeran - Swearing this will be the last, but it probably won't

Shivers by Ed Sheeran

Fake Love by BTS - I'm so sick of this fake love

Play Date by Melanie Martinez - I guess I'm just a play date to you

Rumour Has It by Adele - But rumour has it he's the one I'm leaving you for

I'm Not The Only One by Sam Smith - You say I'm crazy. 'Cause you don't think I've known what you've done

I Hope by Gabby Barrett

New Rules by Dua Lipa

Cry for Me by Camilla Cabello

#bts #bts smau #bts prompts #bts x reader #bts fic #bts fic prompt

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Tuesday 10 September 1839

4

9 20/..

F62 ¼° and fine at 4 20/.. had been up at 3 20/. for a few minutes – off from Keala [Kealanoja] at 5 28/.. very nice clean good Inn – good beds and eating in about ¾ hour steep pitch on the wood bridge and Gross would put the drag on – forbade his doing so again without my orders – at 6 ½ picturesque little low unpainted village and river – 1st stage road rather sandy or small red gravelly and more hilly than before – fine lake (fjord) ahead (right) – and we had a peep of it before – drizzling rain begins now at 6 35/.. picturesque rounded wooded hilly country the vale we wind along widish and well cultivated – dotted all over with barns – rye harrowed in in several directions on the same plot of ground wavy and crosswise and several ways in some of the fields -

SH:7/ML/TR/13/0027

September Tuesday 10 the little corn left out is I think oats – Guidepost

at Salå [Salo] indicates

Abo [Åbo] 55 w.

St. p- 565.

Helsingforss [Helsingfors] 155

Kiala 12 ½ here but 12 2/3 at Keala [[Kealanoja]

Hämenkylä [Hämeenkylä] 18 ¾  our next stage

at Salå [Salo] at 6 42/.. – small singular house – could not sleep – from here road hilly (pitchy) much young forest with mossy rocks Norway-like – and rud-red moss on the stones – cranberry (Lingboer) juniper and observed a little sweetgale John observed that here the juniper was quite fresh, and Sweden much withed! no truth in this – A- and I see little difference between here and about Stockholm – no corn to cut [seen] today and very little to house and we left much to cut between Falun and Stockholm everything quite as forward here as there – no maples (saw one solitary one afterwards) nothing but fir except birch and alder and a few Salleys about 7 55/.. pretty little shallow lake – the 2nd stage very pretty picturesque valley-winding drive – not much cattle out – but both horses and cows look chiefly chesnut – the [fine] wooded rocky hills very picturesque – our servants breakfasted before starting but not we – more sheep out this stage than before – little windmills everywhere scattered up and down in Sweden they are larger and near to towns –

vide Handbook p. 131 column 1 Road to Keala [Kealanoja] described as one that one should shudder at anywhere but in the north!!!

at 8 25/.. 1st gate and another a few minutes afterwards – In Sweden the roads blocked by them perpetually – on average 1 every ½ English mile or more and Norway almost but not quite so bad – no need of forbud – How much better than in Sweden! I see it is potato tops (they hang on the rails to dry for the cattle) that look so green and heavy on the rails I could not make them out yesterday – at 9 at Hämenkylä [Hämeenkylän]  a little low wood station house of no great promise but kitchen a part – some very tolerable rooms for us travellers and we stop to breakfast – no begrudging the time for 2

September

Tuesday 10

calêches at the door going off with each a pair of horses, and we must wait a couple of hours – Really one is much better off here in Finland than anyone ought to expect considerably the small means of the country – we like Finland – we have learnt our lesson as to roads and stations in Norway and latterly north of Upsala [Uppsala] and we are quite at home now – the roads so far very good – rather more heavy and hilly this last stage than before – the road from Åbo to Keala [Kealanoja] or Kiala very good and hardly a hill or pitch at all to our mind – I hear someone trying to tell Gross that 3 miles = 30 wersts from here there is an Inn kept by an Englishman – the drizzling rain that began about 6 35/.. last more or less till about 8 – breakfast coffee and boiled milk and bread and butter charged to John at first 3 ½ rubels – then in a bill to me 1 rigs. dollar and a half I would have it in rubels – he charged 2 rubels -  2 rubels = more than 1.24.0 rigsgold but paid it – and on my saying I would write my complaint the man turned pale and snatched away the book – he understood my saying in French he had no right to make out his account in Swedish money – I asked John what to write signifying that I was dissatisfied but he got off telling me, and both I and he got a little impatient about names of places and exactness of distances paid for 18 ¾ w. + 1/6 = 4/53 and the place called Lombala instead of Hämenkylä [Hämeenkylän] – Does that make 1/8w. difference? a civil fat traveller here came and gave us a currant wheat flour saffron sort of roll – would have been very good but for the saffron – off at 10 50/.. (Dont trouble this house again – the landlord would not give charge for a five Rubel bill when I wanted to pay for the horses but had plenty when I had to pay for breakfast) – good deal of forest this stage (sandy road) from Lombala to Olsbola [Olsböle] (17 ½ w.) on moss-covered rock as in Norway but still all young wood

at 11 50/.. village and wood bridge over river – we seldom pass thro’ villages but see them occasionally scattered at some distance from us tho’ the country not so populous as the north of Sweden –

vide Road book p. 161.  4 Runstyeken = 1 kopek

.:. 12 Runstycken or 1sk. B.  12 öre = 18kop.

= 3 kop. and 1 Dollar B. = 144 kop.    50 Daler = 24 Rubel

SH:7/ML/TR/13/0028

September Tuesday 10 if 4 Runstycken = 1kop. and .:. 3 kop. = 1 sk. Swedish banco then 1 Dollar B. = 48x3 = 144kop. but I received 181 kop. per D.B. at Åbo yesterday –

and the price offered at Stockholm was 41sk. rigs. per Rouble (32 Sk. banco) –

Bill at Lombala 1.24.0 rigs = 48+24 = 72sk. rigs

72/41 = 1 31/41 rouble or about 1 ¾ rouble instead of two Rubels that I paid – but reckon

2kop. = 1sk. rigs.

3 kop. = 1sk. banco

vide foot of last page

at 12 35/.. potato tops frost bit – the people are right to cut them while green – at 12 ¾ Olsböle very neat nice clean looking station – the post says went in – wrote in the Biörsby 16w.

till Helsingforss [Helsingfros] 117w.  

St. P- 528w.

book – very nice rooms Hämenkylä [Hämeenkylän] 17w.

and some small cold fried fish in larder cupboard near the stairs – one should be well here  - civil enough to give us change for a 5 Rub. number in ¼ hour (at 1 1/2) pretty lake (right) and scattered village – pretty country – road hilly and sandy and foresty and green young rye among the burnt fir stumps – very heavy sandy gravelly road thro’ the forest now at 2 5/.. after a terrible heavy full uphill thro’ the forest – little low unpainted picturesque village and houses scattered all about – very pretty bit of open wide vale here shut in all round by wooded rocky hill – at 2 ¼ another pretty lake and basin valley and hill into young forest again – at 3 our 3rd gate all the way from Åbo and a gentleman’s house hid in wood birch and alder very pretty drive – hilly, woody, villagy, sandy – at 3 5/.. uphill get out and walk ¼ hour – a great relief – gathered a little morsel of rud-red moss stone looks just like round – not easily rubbed-off – observed 1st time curious

September Tuesday 10 little pink fungus like a little round pink button pink bare round granite masses of rock and a few bare round granite hills – very pretty drive this last stage – and now in ascending nice little lake en face (right) and station (now at 3 25/..) of Olsbole [Olsböle]  - oldish looking house but good fire blazing in the kitchen – might sleep? yes! just

went in to write in day book – nice room – might sleep – off at 3 48/.. oats out here the sheaves made into like small hay cocks –

corn everywhere (here and Sweden and Norway) taken up rather promiscuously – that is the heads not all together but some at one end and come at the other of the sheaf – potato tops hanging on the fences (like those in Sweden) to dry – very pretty – wooded wooded island hills and lake – and scattered picturesque little cottages – and rock and windings of the valley – and in a minute or 2 pretty little boulder stone built church with separate belfrey as common here in Finland – more small unpainted houses the natural drab-colour of weathered boards with white chimneys – road very sandy now after passing the church – at the end of this lake a few red cottages white window frames and chimneys – and a large yellow house with dark drab roof looking like a gentleman’s house with its appurtenances – wood – water wooded islands – cottages – very pretty – here some lands of rye about a yard broad – all along occasionally a little Swedish [?] in the pastures – beautiful drive this stage – now at 4 20/.. sunny and peep of the gentleman’s house – and wind down hill over bridge – river – [beeches] along it other side and fir forest along our road – very pretty – hilly more  pitchy – this our most beautiful stage – but nothing yet at all equal (as to steep road) to the descent upon Swinesund ferry or Xtiania – at 4 ½ saw mill (little one) and little cascade of the river – very pretty and the beauty goes on – at 4 50/.. pretty picturesque village (on our pretty river) of Milnasbrook as pronounced – 2 or 3 mills and pretty cascade of the river

SH:7/ML/TR/13/0029

September Tuesday (and right) on entering village is guide post pointing (right) to Ekenas [Ekenäs] and now at 4 55/.. road sandy à la Hazelunen – at 5 10/.. cross the broad shallow stream (wood bridge) into another scattered little unpainted village – have seen much of the narrow land-rye since 1st observing it this morning – the church and lake (left) of our last passed thro’ village very picturesque – the belfrey tower of the church carved up in 4 steps of roof finishing in a little dome – our drive this stage very beautiful – the most beautiful since Åbo – Sunshine now at 5 25/.. and for this hour past. and now in young forest again – alternate forest, and break, and villages and water and wooded hill and rock – but the road very sandy – at Nyby at 5 40/.. – nice little new unpainted single house standing in a circular spot cleared out in the midst of the forest which since 5 25/.. we have come thro’ – the post indicates Nyby

till St. P- 495 ½ v. [w.]

Biörsby [Björsby] 16v. [w.]

Kyrckstad [Kyrkstad] 16 ½ v. [w.]

the horizonally laid logs (laid in moss one upon another) are not covered inside or outside but look very neat – here as at Lombala this morning (1st time) the double glass window is already put in inside, and paper pasted over the crevices here where everything is clean and tidy we have a beautiful white moss and dried yellow marigolds put at the bottom between the glasses – at Lombala it was coarse cotton wool – just sketched the little box as above and wrote thus far and then prepared for dinner now at 6 40/.. drizzling rain from about 6 35/.. to 8 but afterwards fine, and very fine sunny afternoon and fine evening – it now begins to be dresky and ½ hour hence soon after 7 it will begin to be darkish – with our heavy carriage and the steep pitches in the roads we want daylight, and then there is no danger, and [news] not the strongest may bear our

September Tuesday 10 galloping downhill – dinner at 7 10/.. to 8 20/.. a coq de bois and a gelinotte – excellent little pancakes and good bread and excellent butter and good cheese, and good water and afterwards each of us had a cup of good coffee – enjoyed our dinner and took our time – before we had done 2 Russian gentlemen from Helsingforss [Helsingfors] to Åbo came in – had Grotza at 8 20/.. to 8 ¾ - F61° now at 8 50/.. pm

[dear-indies]

Favorite plus size fcs that don't have resources (but should be they've been in popular shows/movies)? I am in the mood for giffing someone who deserves it and gets ignored by the community. I'd also be happy to gif people with disabilities who fits this?

I'm going to preface by saying I love the message! Most of the people I love already have resources because I've requested them off helpers and/or friends but here are some people with no and few resources - I'm sorry some of them are not main characters but it's rare that shows cast fat/plus size actors as leads!

No gif packs:

Cedric the Entertainer (1964) African-American - The Neighbourhood.

Brooke Elliott (1974) - Sweet Magnolias.

Fortune Feimster (1980) - is a lesbian - Sex Appeal.

Natasha Rothwell (1980) African-American - Insecure, The White Lotus.

Dulcé Sloan (1983) African-American - Chick Fight.

Kavin Dave (1984) Gujarati Indian - Cash, Flesh.

Charley Koontz (1987) - CSI: Cyber.

Atkins Estimond (1987) African-American - Hightown.

Cai Cortez (1988) Filipino - #Jowable.

Marcel Spears (1988) African-American - The Neighbourhood.

Jacob Wysocki (1990) - *Loosely Exactly Nicole.

Jesse Camacho (1991) - Locke & Key, Power Rangers Beast Morphers.

Cosme Flores (1996) Mexican - Panic.

Rico Rodriguez (1998) Mexican - Modern Family.

Tucker Albrizzi (2000) - Mr. Iglesias.

Courtney Arlett (?) Black - Pretty for a Big Gurl.

Nzinga Imani (?) Afro-Guyanese - Pretty for a Big Gurl, Uh Oh.

Wondrea Gilmore (?) Black - Pretty for a Big Gurl.

Bronwyn James (?) - Harlots, The Colour Room, Cheaters, The ABC Murders.

Gloria May Eshkibok (?) Mohawk, Ottawa, Irish, French - is two-spirit (she/her) and has one eye - OChiSkwaCho.

Stephen Peck (?) African-American - non-binary femme (they/them) - Black Friday.  

Has gifs but only a few / has nothing recent, you can search my blog for gif packs of them that I know of!

Jack Black (1969) Ashkenazi Jewish / German, as well as Northern Irish, Scottish, English, remote French and Welsh (converted to Judaism) - has a recent gif pack from the Jumanji movies but has been in The House with a Clock in Its Walls and some older roles such as The Polka King, The Brink, and Bad Bromance.

Craig Robinson (1971) African-American - has a gif pack from Brooklyn Nine-Nine but has also been in a show called Ghosted.

Keala Settle (1975) Māori - has a gif pack from an interview - has roles in Every Other Weekend and Murder in Provence.

Itziar Castro (1977) - is a lesbian - has a gif pack in Vis a Vis episode one -is in  Upon a Time... Happily Never After and more episodes of  Vis a Vis.

Ser Anzoategui (1979) Argentinian and Paraguayan - nonbinary (they/them) - has a gif pack from interviews and Vida season one episode one but they play a frequent character throughout the series.

Chrissy Metz (1980) - has a gif pack from interviews, is in a show called This is Us where they appear to play a frequent character.

Gabourey Sidibe (1983) African-American / Senegalese - has a gif icon pack from interviews - has been in Asking for It, Empire, Came As You Are, and Difficult People.

Sam Richardson (1984) Ghanaian - has a gif pack of interviews but has a role in The Afterparty and Werewolves Within.

Casey Donovan (1988) Gumbaynggirr, Thangkaali, Irish, English, and Swedish - has a gif icon pack from interviews but appears to be a frequent character in the show Street Smart.

Sharon Rooney (1988) - has one gif pack from My Mad Fat Diary but appears to be a frequent character in the show Jerk.

Raven Goodwin (1992) African-American - has a few older gif packs - Single Black Female, In Sudden Darkness, The Clark Sisters: First Ladies of Gospel, Baldwin Beauty, and Christmas Belles.

Danielle Perez (?) Afro-Dominican - double amputee and wheelchair user - has a gif pack from interviews and comedy sketches but appears to be a frequent character in Just Swipe.

I hope this helps regardless!

#fc help #rph #rpc #fat fc #plus sized fc #underused fc

[thebookofkate22]

Okay let’s clear something up here. I saw a really bad take on Jeremy’s Greatest Showman medley in his tag and we just need to break this down. Basically, this person said that Jeremy stans are salty Hugh and Zac ended up in The Greatest Showman. Fair take. Personally, I haven’t seen any of this (despite following numerous Jeremy stans all over my social media) but you know what fandoms can be like so okay cool that’s not a problem.

One thing I will point out about this though is Hugh was always working on the project anyway... so unsure about that specific point? We all knew that information and Jeremy was always too young for Barnum’s role anyway. He ever acknowledges this in his performance. He did the demos for the songs, and said he thought nothing would come of it because the role wasn’t a fit for him. He only got his hopes up when the role of Phillip was created as this was something he could do.

Anyway in the comments of said post, was someone saying that Jeremy needs to stop going around speaking about “the day I was almost cast in the greatest showman, it’s so pathetic” and the OP and someone else agreed with them. And I’m sitting here like wow they really misunderstood the performance. I can understand that if they’ve never watched Jeremy before maybe they think he’s coming across as arrogant? Him calling himself the "true saviour of movie musicals” is literally just his sense of humour, and it was an obvious joke. He’s actually a very modest person. He’s spoken various different times about not feeling like he’s good enough.

First of all, Jeremy’s medley isn’t him moping around like “this job was mine all along and zac efron stole it what a thief”. His performance is an amusing take on something in his life that was difficult for him to process. It’s perfectly valid to feel sad about a rejection. But Jeremy is a professional actor. He’s no stranger to rejection in this cut-throat industry and he certainly wasn’t slating other actors in expressing these feelings. He’s allowed to tell the story from his perspective. I first saw him perform this medley in London over a year ago and neither me or my friends felt like it was him taking a swipe and Hugh and Zac. It was just an honest, but humerous re-enactment of how his time working on The Greatest Showman went.

Second, one of the things said was that he was bitter about a role he “didn’t even audition for”. SPARE ME, PLEASE. It’s not completely wild for actors to be cast in projects from workshops alone with no audition. I laughed so hard at this comment because Keala Settle (a queen) is literally right there. It doesn’t always happen, but it can happen. Another recent example I can think of from the top of my head is Carrie Hope Fletcher being cast in ALW’s Cinderella. She never auditioned for that, she only did the workshop and then they asked her to do the role. Sometimes the workshop... is the audition.

So it’s valid for him to feel like he stood a chance, and to then be disheartened by the fact he was never truly being considered. If I was in his position I probably would have wanted to be out of that room asap too. Imagine you’ve just done a not-so-great vocal performance because you’re ill and then overhearing that your journey with this project is over? Would you honestly stick around in that situation? I’d be feeling sort of embarrassed and demoralised. I doubt he just slipped out ungratefully without thanking people for the opportunity though as Pasek and Paul are friends of his. Plus, he’s been working in the industry long enough to know coming across as salty isn’t good for your reputation going forward. And he certainly was moping around in the behind-the-scenes video released on YouTube. Despite him feeling like he had given a terrible performance, outwardly he presented himself very enthusiastically like the true professional he is. Remember as well that they asked him to do the read-through and then he had to buy his own plane ticket even though they wanted him there.

Then, they posted a news article linking to a headline that said something about ‘Jeremy losing role to Zac Efron’. Do they think Jeremy personally controls what they write about his performance? I feel like no one should have taken that article seriously the moment it called him ‘Supergirl’s Jeremy Jordan’. We all know he is ‘Tony-nominated Broadway star Jeremy Jordan’ (although the article was correct in saying that Jeremy deserves to be in a major movie musical, let’s be real he’s talented af).

I need to point out (after checking out their blogs) these people are all hardcore Zac/Hugh fans. I feel like they’re just doing anything to make it seem like their fandom is being attacked, which I don’t really understand. It’s a shame they feel like they can’t enjoy this Greatest Showman content, if I’m honest. I’m also here as a huge fan of Zac and Hugh and would definitely not be taking any kind of slander against them... which is why I enjoy Jeremy’s Greatest Showman Medley... because it is NOT slander against them. Plus, if you’re truly a fan of The Greatest Showman then just be grateful Jeremy swooped in and sang all of Hugh’s songs even when he was ill himself for the read-through that got the movie greenlit. 

Sorry for the essay. I really hate arguing with people on this damned site but when you’re just scrolling through a tag and see some utter nonsense sometimes you have to respond. Anyway, enjoy the video above of Jeremy being great.

#jeremy jordan #greatest showman