#Dutch writer

[teenageascetic]

"Oh, whatever the season, Oh, whatever the season, in all the wide world there is nothing that can give me joy but true Love. Oh My Love, for my faithfulness (for You are the only joy of my soul, (the only) desire of my heart) I have mercy on my need; see how I fight; hearken to the complaint of my heart.

Alas, no matter how much I cry and complain about my woes, Love does with me what pleases Her; I want to give Her praise and honor all my days. Oh my love, would you please take my loyalty into account! For it gives me courage to mention it, since Your (own) fragrance first attracted me to Your highest peaks.

Oh my love, you who have never deceived me: since you showed me in my youth what I longed for, (since you can do it), be my salvation. Oh yes, Minne, you who control everything, give me the love that pleases me most; for You are the mother of all virtue, Lady and queen.

Oh noble Love, pure one, oh see how I hold out and be a relief for my bitter pain. O I wander too much in perilous fate, I abhor all other things, give me, Love, the whole (sweet) mystery of Your noble nature.

Oh, if I make progress or suffer damage, everything will happen, My Love, according to Your counsel: Your strokes help me greatly (on the road to) the Minne. Oh, if I travel through the depths (of misery), if I climb until I am hungry or satisfied, the top (of joy), if I could fully satisfy You, Love, and die because of it. Amen, Amen."

-Hadewijch of Brabant.

#books #history #literature #religion #theology #mysticism #esotericism #religious #christian #christianity #female mystic #medieval #medieval mystic #dutch #dutch writer #dutch literature #nederlands #medieval literature #christian mysticism

[chuanming-ong]

Portrait of the Dutch author Alfred Birney

#alfred birney #portrait #painting #digital painting #literature #dutch writer #de tolk van java #art on tumblr #chuanmingong

[letwordsflowslowly]

Prologue

Love. It’s something we can’t live without, though through all the pain it may cost us, we wish we could sometimes. Love did cost me a lot, more than I ever wished to give.. With any type of love, there is pain, in some ways more than others. And the bigger love gets, the more intense the pain will be when it stops. At least, that’s what it was for me. Let me explain my sight on it.  

That first love. Where you don’t know it’s love till it’s over. The kind where you’re friends at first and it starts to be more than that but you’re not really sure what it is. That’s the love that opens your heart for the first time and marks a place that can never be touched by anyone else. It’s a love that no matter how hard you’ll try will never completely fade away. The place it marked in your heart will be the type of scar you’re proud of to wear though it aces every time another love comes around. This is the type you never forget no matter how happy you’re with somebody else.

The love after that first love is one that needs to be there. A needy love. After that first heartbreak you’ll try to mend yourself, become a better version of you. You’ll set goals that are impossible to reach and be disappointed when you can’t reach them either way. You might think you need someone to help get you to those goals. Someone who helps you make decisions, who knows what’s best for you, takes a sort of control. Though you won’t let them do it all consciously, but you’ll let them. It’s about being insecure and looking for safety. It might be a love that you’ll regret when you look back at. But you needed it to grow, how truism it may sound.

There might be a third love. This love can happen over and over again. Because this ‘in between love’ as I’d like to call it, is some of your needy love combined with the last type of love. You won’t be able to say if it’ll last forever our it might swallow you whole and spit you out. To make you understand this third type of love, I need to tell you about the last one.

This last love, the one I’d like to call the absolute love. It’s the type of love everybody wants. Where you accept one another for who you truly are. With all the scars and fuck ups you’ve made in the past. This love will help both of you heal from all that. It will make you grow and you’ll move forward in directions you never thought were possible to go. In this love you will lose yourself, but find yourself as well. It’s not like when people say you find the missing part of the puzzle, it’s like creating another row of pieces. You’ll have found an anker that keeps your soul from drifting to places it should never go. Someone that makes the air less heavy so you can breathe more easily. When you feel all of this you’ll know. You’ve found that all-consuming love. Call them ‘the one’ if you want.

Let me tell you about a part of my love story.

#the start of a story #story telling #starting a book #love story #need help writing English #Dutch writer #writers on tumblr

[noxaeternaetc]

Tonke Dragt (1930- ) Dutch illustrator and writer of children's books.

#tonke dragt #dutch artist #dutch writer #cat art

[pandaspwnz]

So I don't think this is actually the case but what if Eliza and Isaac's deaths werent over a petty amount of cash and a robbery gone wrong? What if, instead, Dutch had seen Arthur spending time with them, had perceived him slipping away as a threat: a threat to himself, his gang, his security, his family, afraid of losing his lead enforcer - whether he truly at that point did love him like a son, or not. And in his insecurity or fear or whatever other reason, he finds someone rotten, unrelated to the gang, and he pays them to murder Eliza and her little boy, so no one will ever tempt Arthur away from the flock, and he instead puts all his energy and time into the gang, the only family he has left.

#i am kombucha girl memeing over this and don't actually think this is the case but 👀👀👀 WHAT IF???! #the theory just popped up in my head #cause it's always seemed a little dodgy how and why they died - which is fair enough it's traumatic as hell and not something you want to #deeply delve into #but still WHAT. IF. #and yes i am clearly opposed to the head-injury dutch theory because that man was a narcissistic power hungry egomaniac long before then #anyway #i can actually see dutch doing something like this but there's no actual evidence for it so I'm just theorizing! #arthur morgan #dutch van der linde #rdr2 #rdr2 eliza #isaac morgan #rdr #rdr2 spoilers #ish #my post #also I'm sure someone else has had this thought before and if it was true a writer might have confirmed it but I haven’t seen it and I'm #just having fun okay

[aqrilene]

A cliffside leap, a surrender to the sea For a second she seemed to take flight With that she set the ship free With the captain's fate intertwined so tight

#illustration #art #fairytale #artists on tumblr #myart #Dont tell anyone but i was inspired to make this while waiting in line in an amusement park #for an ride called the flying dutchman so hey I HAD TO OK #this specifically takes inspiration from the wagner version of the tale #Also listen the dutch version of the poem i wrote worked better but im no writer so this is what ur going to get

[yourdailyqueer]

Joke Swiebel

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Lesbian

DOB: 28 November 1941 

Ethnicity: White - Dutch

Occupation: Acivist, feminist, policy analyst, writer, politician

Note: Was one of the coordinators of the first LGBT action in the Netherlands, a protest against a discriminatory law on sexual relations, held in January 1969. In 2006, she was one of the lead drafters of the Declaration of Montreal.

#Joke Swiebel #lgbt rights #Lesbian Visibility Week #gay rights #lesbianism #lgbt #female #lesbian #1941 #white #dutch #activist #feminist #writer #politician

[amadeusevenstar]

#more of these #jessica is a lesbian in my heart #cobra kai #karate kid #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #og cobras #bobby brown #tommy karate kid #dutch karate kid #jimmy karate kid #lawrusso #the karate kid 1984 #ao3 writer #text post meme

[pineappleonbread]

Help out a buddy with her fanfiction masters thesis

are there any fanfiction writers here who are dutch native speakers?

i'm writing my masters thesis about fanfiction written in the dutch language but i'd also like to include, if possible, something about fanfics created in english but written by someone who's a dutch native speaker.

i know a post on tumblr is a long shot by hey, you never know, there are a bunch of people here lol

so anyway, if you'd like to help me out by sharing a fanfic written by a dutch native speaker, be it yours or someone elses, sharing a fanfic you've read in dutch or just by reblogging this post, you will forever have my eternal gratitude and my heavily caffeinated heart ♥

(this can be absolutely any fandom btw even the most niche and weird one possible, doesn't have to be a seriously written piece as well)

#fandom #fanfic #fanfiction #fanfiction writer #fandom culture #dutch #languages #research #student #a cry for help from a neurospicy fanfic analyser

[roamingtigress]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games), Red Dead Redemption 2 Online - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hosea Matthews/Dutch van der Linde Characters: Hosea Matthews, Dutch van der Linde Additional Tags: Video Game: Red Dead Redemption 2 (2018), Dom Hosea Matthews, Top Hosea Matthews, Bottom Dutch van der Linde, Sub Dutch van der Linde, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, vandermatthews, New Years, New Year's Resolutions, New Year's Kiss, New Year's Fluff, Belly Rubs, Kissing, Neck Kissing, POV Hosea Matthews, POV First Person, Tickling, Cuddling & Snuggling, Naked Cuddling, cuddling Hosea/Dutch, kissing Hosea/Dutch, Grumpy Old Men, Old Married Couple, Growing Old Together, Hosea Matthews Lives, BAMF Hosea Matthews, Video Game: Red Dead Online (2019), Body Shots, Silly Summary:

It's New Years and Vandermatthews celebrates it in their own cozy little way that isn't without some silliness and fluff.

Dutch cracks the year off with making Hosea feel so good after they spent New Year's Eve with some old man yaoi to close off the year.

#happy new year #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 fanfic #red dead redemption 2 fanfic #vandermatthews #hosea matthews #van der linde gang #red dead redemption 2 fanfiction #hosea x dutch #dutch x hosea #rdr2 community #red dead redemption 2 community #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #red dead redemption two #rdr2 fanfiction

[johnmarstonisawolf]

Story Title: The Man Who Told Everything

*** New Chapter Up! ***

Story Summary: John Marston thought he knew everything, but when he starts seeing an older Jack in his dreams, he realizes that maybe he knows nothing.

Even before he had a run-in with the wolves in Colter, John Marston grew up knowing death was always near. So what happens when after his fight with the wolves in the mountains, he starts seeing things—an older Jack and a familiar strange man—who keep telling him cryptic things about the fate of the gang? Telling him that if things don’t change… then maybe he isn’t the only one who is doomed.

Chapter Title: If I Could

Chapter Summary: John grapples with a nostalgic photo, causing some tension.

❤️ Tags: @photo1030

#rdr2 #john marston #rdr2 community #rdr2 fandom #rdr2 john #arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2 #rdr #dutch van der linde #jack marston #mary beth gaskill #tilly jackson #red dead redemption community #ao3 writer #ao3fic #rdr2 fanfic #fix it fic #Spotify

[thedailybullshit]

RDR2 Incorrect Quotes pt. 29

Arthur: The one time I ignored Dutch’s advice, nothing went right for me.

Arthur: But when does anything go right for me anyway?

John: Beer me!

Arthur: What?

John: Hand me that water. I always say, “Beer me.” Gets a laugh, like, a quarter of the time.

Arthur: Lord, beer me strength.

Molly: I can’t do this. I’m leaving you.

Dutch: Not if I leave you first!

Molly:

Molly: This is your gang!

Tilly: Girls, is it gay to be a lesbian? Is it gay to raw a woman until she forgets her own name? Is that gay?

Dutch: Okay, here’s the plan. Arthur comes out of our hiding place to face the Pinkertons -

Arthur: I like it.

Dutch: - and we use Arthur as the human sacrifice.

Arthur: I like it.

Little John: Dad, why are there tides?

Young Dutch: *panicking* The moon is trying to steal our water but it’s very bad at it.

Dutch: Why are you wearing that scarf?

John: Why are you dressed like a gay sugar baby?

Dutch: . . . Okay.

Sean: I will put my A down to make “A”.

Karen: I will add to your “A” to make “AT”.

Tilly: I will add onto your “AT” to make “RAT”.

Lenny: I will add onto your “RAT” to make “BIOSTRATIGRAPHIC”.

Mary-Beth: *flips the board*

Charles: Remember, murder isn’t the answer.

Arthur: ‘Course not, it’s a question.

Sadie: And the answer is yes.

Dutch: I’m no sociopath. I always know that what I’m doing is wrong.

#I headcanon Tilly as bi w/ a general preference for women but the word lesbian used to refer to any woman who would fuck other women so #I actually had Karen marked as the 1 flipping the board but I changed it to be Mary-Beth bc there’s audio of her being a sore loser #& I think that’d be especially applicable to word games since she’s a writer #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #reddeadredemption2 #reddead #arthur morgan #john marston #molly o’shea #dutch van der linde #tilly jackson #little john marston #young dutch van der linde #sean macguire #karen jones #lenny summers #mary beth gaskill #charles smith #sadie adler #vandershea #incorrect rdr2 quotes #incorrect quotes

[daily-whistlepaw]

You must be so freaking pumped rn. The writers are considering making Whistlepaw a POV!!!

I am away from Tumblr for ONE NIGHT, one night where I'm going to a play with some friends and they post it THEN.

My god this is terrible for my heart, they are going to kill me eventually with this. Yes I Am Hyped.

Also, @vulturequills' drawing of my design of Whis is in this article. They Know About Me Lol.

#asks #Also sorry for no Whis I forgot to prepare it and the night got me busy tank #The next few days might also get a bit wild because I've got a big drawing I want to draw and I'm going to begin on that thing soon #And trust me I will be focussing on that. Sorry but the Whisses might just be on the sketch because I'm doing that drawing #The amount of Whis art that is literally just Frostwhistle unless it's a daily Whis is also Really Funny to me #They've also kot taken a single daily Whis despite there being MANY to choose from #I've got Whis with family. Mentors. Other cats. Doing silly things #But They don't want to Openly Aknowledge my existence or something I Don't Know #They are driving me mad tho. I literally just sent a wall of text to a friend about this. She is also into warrior cats #But only the Dutch translations so she's still stuck in Avos (hasn't even read those yet) so I can't give her the Full Infordump #But I did have to tell her that the writers of those books we both read Know I Exist #I do have to admit I hope they're A Bit Intimidated by those three years (and going!) of Whis #This post does give me a fucking MASSIVE boost to not give up #I was maybe going to finish at Ivypool's heart BUT NOW I'M KEEPING ON GOING UNTIL THAT SE SHOWS UP

[caramel-whiskeys-writing]

Red Dead Redemption Preference: When You Make Them Blush

Red Dead Masterlist

Arthur

Arthur isn't one to fall into the whole love thing and he does find it hard to show any emotions to do with love. So when you gently come up to him and kiss his cheek he finds it very sweet of you, but the fact that you did it in front of some of the gang makes him lightly blush.

Obviously, the others noticed this as you were giggling and leaning on his shoulder smiling at him. He looked down and when Bill said he had a blush on, it only got brighter. Yes, the others laughed at him, but your light chuckles coming from his side made him feel less embarrassed. For the rest of that week, Arthur went out of his way to make you blush nearly every day in front of the gang, mainly when you were trying to act strong and serious.

Dutch

He's never afraid to show that he loves you and wants to be around you while at camp, so the gang was always used to him having you placed right next to him. Many times through the day you would gently kiss him and that never seemed to get him to blush or hide his face.

One day though you wanted to just hold hands with him as you sat by the campfire. As you slipped your hand into his, he looked away from you and the others at the fire. You didn't know why until you pulled his face back around to kiss him. His face was beet red and a slight smile was on his face. You knew that he was very passionate and that it was likely you'd never be able to make him blush, but I guess holding hands with him was his weak spot. Let's just say you did this a lot afterwards.

John

The day was coming to an end, John happened to land a job down in Saint Denis. He was going to be prepending as a rich man who was looking for some art and possibly some shares in a local oil or mine company, which at this point was pretty much everyone in Saint Denis. John had finally gotten into his suit that Trelawney had bought for him and he was about to head out.

Before he could get into the carriage you quickly ran out from Shady Belle and up to him. You chatted with him and Hosea for a bit before you noticed that he had a large wrinkle in his suit and that his tie wasn't straight. You gently flattened the wrinkle and adjusted his tie before you looked back up at him. You quickly noticed the huge blush on John's face and you teased him a bit about it before you gave him a kiss on the cheek and waved him goodbye.

Sean

It had been a rough few days for the whole gang as they had just moved to a new camp, but now it was finally time to have a nice late summer party. Everyone was having a great time laughing with bottles of beer or whiskey in hand. Javier playing music, Hosea telling one of his stories, plus a fight that seemed to have started between Sean and Charles. Soon enough most people were standing there watching the two drunk idiots try and land punches on each other but failing miserably. Soon enough though Sean landed a good hit to the gut and that gave a chance for Charles to hit Sean right in the face causing a cut to form on his cheek. After that Sean quickly gave up on the fight and Miss Grimshaw scolded both for being stupid.

You noticed Sean sitting where he normally sleeps trying to stop the bleeding Charles caused. You walked over to your stupid lover and sat down beside him. He tried acting tough around you, but you told him to shut up and grabbed a bandana that was laying around. You rolled it up and placed it over the over his wound. Sean blushed lightly as you normally talk a lot more with him and he also wasn't used to someone taking care of him like you do. Any time he's hurt you always help him and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid to hurt himself even more than he already was. This always gets a blush out of him and normally some gentle hugs as well.

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[duckingwriting]

Loafs of Love

So a post came across my dash - This one here, between @blanche-elizabeth-devereaux and @laureliciousdefinition. And this is entirely their fault. I don't do modern AUs...but...if either(both) of you would like feel free to let me know what your name is on AO3 and I'll mark the fic as a gift to you there.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games) Relationship: Arthur Morgan/Charles Smith (Also John/Abigail and Hosea/Dutch mentioned) Characters: Arthur Morgan, Charles Smith, Abigail Roberts Marston, Other Characters Mentioned Additional Tags: modern day AU, just domestic fun, no one dies, Dutch somehow didn't ruin everything

Posted on AO3 for viewing pleasure, but also bellow the cut.

Arthur tapped his foot softly, humming a song that probably didn't actually exist. One that Hosea had sung when he and John were young. One that frequently changed the lyrics. Even little Jack was picking up on the fact that the song did not have the same lyrics when it was sung. And he was barely a year old yet. Not that Hosea accepted anyone telling him so. He would point out that Dutch agreed with him, the song was whatever he had sung at the time. It became a joke between him and John. The pencil eraser found its way to his lower lip as Arthur frowned down at the rough sketch on his book. It still was not quite what he wanted. But he could not figure out what was wrong with it. Deciding to put it off for another time Arthur turned his attention to the couch on the other side of the room, where the sun was barely touching. His lips curled, he grabbed his sketch book, spun in his chair so his back was to the desk and began sketching again. 

Charles was snoring softly, a novel opened on his chest, Arthur doubted it was on the page he had been reading judging by the way it had fallen. Charles mouth slightly open and a small wet spot forming on the arm of the couch, one arm across his chest, the other dangling down with his fingers lightly touching one of their dogs. The other was stretched out on the sunny patch. Arthur bit his lip and flipped a page to sketch another picture, focusing in on the hand touching the dog instead of Charles' face.

Then Charles' phone rang and he jerked awake with a snort. Arthur turned his chair back around as he listened to his lover's sleepy voice while answering the phone and the grumble of their dog having to move as Charles swung his feet over the side of the couch to sit up straight.

"No, I wasn't doing anything." Charles muffled a yawn while rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He glanced over at Arthur who had stopped humming at some point when he had fallen asleep. Standing up Charles walked over to take a look at the sketch he was working on. He slid his arm around the other man's shoulders and rested his chin on his head while looking down at the growing design for a new painting. Charles chuckled when he recognized the wedding ring on the sketch finger over a hastily sketched dog knowing it matched the one on his own finger. Unconsciously Charles rubbed his thumb against the smooth band with a slow smile pulling the corners of his mouth up. After finishing the conversation with his father, Charles moved his hand from Arthur's shoulder and tipped his head up so they were looking at each other and gently pressed a kiss against his husband's lips.

Arthur smiled into the kiss with a warm hum, dropping his pencil to the sketch pad on the desk and reached up to loop his hand around the back of Charles' neck and pull him a bit closer. Charles braced his hand on the desk, careful not to disturb the careful organized chaos that was there while slowly deepening the kiss, moving his hand into Arthur's hair. Charles carefully pulled Arthur and his chair away from the desk, sliding his hands to Arthur's sides after turning the chair to face him, and then pulling Arthur to his feet and slowly making his way back to the couch. Arthur arched his neck back after Charles laid him down on the couch, moving his hands to Charles' shirt and beginning to open the buttons while the other man's mouth moved down to his neck. Charles was slowly pushing Arthur's shirt up.

"Mom and dad are going to be here tomorrow." Charles warned, moving his mouth over the bunched shirt to press his mouth against the other man's navel.

"WHAT?!" Arthur sat up forcing Charles to rock back on his heels or risk being toppled over off the couch. Arthur glared at his husband, straightening his clothing while pushing his husband back. "You couldn't have warned me weeks ago?"

"I didn't know weeks ago." Charles sighed and sat on the couch with a sigh. He knew he should have waited to tell his husband until later. But if they had continued instead of giving Arthur time to bake the goodie basket that he knew he would want to make for his parents, then Charles knew he would be in trouble. Possibly even left sleeping on the couch.

"You're going to the store." Arthur pointed at his husband before walking towards the door. Charles sighed but stood up, listening to the sound of dog nails clicking against the wooden floor as both dogs followed with huffing grumbling sounds. Charles was going to open his mouth and ask if it was really necessary, couldn't Arthur just make chocolate chip cookies? His parents would understand after all, it is a surprise visit. But Arthur must be reading his mind because after scribbling a list out on a note pad he pushed it against Charles' chest with a glare. Charles sighed again but took the note before leaning in and stealing a kiss. 

"Alright. But I want banana pudding too." 

"Then add bananas and vanilla pudding to the list!" Arthur called as Charles walked out the door, letting the dogs run out into their yard. 

Charles was pushing his cart around a corner, staring at the list in his hand to confirm that he had everything, when something ran into his legs. Jerking slightly Charles turned his head and looked down to see a smiling boy with a missing tooth.

"Jack," Charles grinned down at the boy, looking up as Abigail came walking towards them. "Abigail."

"Hello Charles." She grinned looking at the supplies in his cart and grinning more. "Arthur watching a new baking show?"

"Parents surprise visit tomorrow." Charles sighed. The woman laughed at his expense.

"Well maybe I'll have to tell John and we can drop in for a surprise visit to his brother and get some goodies too." Abigail winked at him.

"Didn't Hosea teach him to cook too?" Charles grinned.

"If you want to let him burn down your house that's your business." Abigail laughed bumping her hip against him before gathering Jack, reminding him to tell his uncle bye and maybe they would be able to convince daddy to let them go see both Jack's uncles tomorrow.

Charles made a mental note to warn Arthur as soon as he got home. He knew Abigail would tell John to text his brother, but assuming John remembered and didn't get distracted by something else, Arthur rarely remembered to check his phone. Charles could not even be sure it was charged at any given moment.

Arriving at home, the dogs nearly tripped Charles as he went inside. He placed the bags where Arthur pointed before stepping back and smiling at his husband. There was flour in his hair, some kind of batter smeared across his cheek, and his eyes had that warm sparkle that Charles had fallen in love with. Watching him sketching birds out in a park.

"What?" Arthur smiled when he looked up at Charles, his gaze softening a bit as he tipped his head.

"Just watching." Charles grinned. Arthur rolled his eyes but they both knew he honestly had not expected anything different. He pulled some cinnamon sticks out and started crushing it in a mortar and pestle. 

"Feed the animals." Arthur waved a flour covered hand towards the door. Charles laughed but obediently went out to feed their horses and the dogs. 

"We should order pizza tomorrow." Charles said walking back into the kitchen to continue watching his husband as he whipped something in bowl. "Abigail and Jack were at the store."

Arthur huffed a laugh. "Probably call Dad and Pops then. Might as well make a thing."

"Alright." Charles pulled his phone out to call Hosea, knowing he would be the one to know if they already had plans or not. 

#duxwriting #writblr #my writing #dux writing #fanfiction #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #modern day AU #just domestic fun #no one dies #Dutch somehow didn't ruin everythi #Arthur Morgan #Charles Smith #Abigail Roberts Marston #Other Characters Mentioned #Arthur Morgan/Charles Smith #(Also John/Abigail and Hosea/Dutch mentioned) #never played the game #just listen to my wife talk about it too much #fanfiction writer #my fanfiction #rdr2 #rdr2 fandom #rdr2 fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3 #ao3 fanfic

[zappedbyzabka]

#Can’t choose. Legs for days either way. Thighs of a beach queen. #william zabka #queue #Yall dont understand how I know in my heart Dutch had feelings for Johnny. His evil lil grin. SHOW WRITERS TAKE A LEEEEEEAP WITH IT PLS