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dearestvante · 6 months
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stars around my scars; kth. | 04.
pairing: taehyung x fem!reader genre: college au, goodgirl x badboy (sort of), angst, fluff warnings: lowercase writing, swearing, drinking, infidelity (not between you and tae), taehyung calls you 'angel', can be confusing at times (i'm a beginner and not a native english speaker), seokjin should be punched, whole lotta depressive things, this is a sad chapter:(( summary: people are not always what they seem. you learned that the hard way, when you caught your boyfriend cheating, the night that was supposed to be one of the best ones you ever experienced. but on the same night you also learned that in everything bad, there’s always a little bit of good. wc: 1.9k
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usually you would toss and turn sleeplessly at an unfamiliar place like a hotel bed, but tonight was different, you technically fell asleep as soon as your head touched the pillow. the fresh, white sheets and the queen sized bed you had all to yourself - your dad booked a separate room for you - created a cozy atmosphere, so you slept like a baby, until the morning lights made their way inside the room, making it harder for you to keep your eyes closed. after adjusting to them, you quickly got up and ready to meet your dad for breakfast.
he was very quiet during breakfast, and all the way home. you could tell he is nervous, and it wasn’t surprising. he cheated and ran away, and now, years later he’s back to apologize and, hopefully start over. you might’ve been a little more soft hearted than you mother, but even you thought that he has set himself up for failure, but he seemed genuine about his apology, so you figured it wouldn’t hurt to at least try.
you walked into the house first, and found your mom sitting beside the kitchen island, anxiously biting her nails.
“y/n? is that you?” she got up immediately after hearing the door close. “don’t ever do this again! you can’t jus-… what is this?” she stopped, noticing your dad behind you.
“i’m here to-”
“no, you don’t get to talk to me, get out! just leave, you’re good at that.” your mom didn’t even let him finish a sentence, and you were trapped between your fighting parents, once again.
“mom, listen to him, please.”
“i just want to apologize, that’s all. i’m not asking for anything, just wanted to let you know that i’m sorry.” your dad explained after gathering up his courage.
“was this your idea?” your mom turns to you, barely listening to what your dad has to say. “to call him back, as some sort of revenge?”
you looked at her, confused, having no idea what is she talking about. “what do you mean by that?”
“because i called the parks too for dinner? is he here because of that?”
“no, mom, not everyone is that self-centered as you are.” you scoff, which upsets her.
“excuse me?!”
“you heard me. you invited them and forced me to forgive jungwon for what he did, to make sure that mrs. park stays your friend, not your rival.” you had it all figured out by now. your mom wanted you to be on good terms with your ex, just so she can keep her title as the best lawyer in town.
she doesn’t react immediately which gives you the confirmation that you are indeed, right. “well, you can’t blame a single mother for wanting to keep her job.”
“and what about me? what i want? what i feel? ever cared about that?“ you ask, fighting back the tears that are about to roll down on your cheeks. she doesn’t answer, the whole room is painfully quiet. you don’t expect her to answer the question, or to be more precise, you don’t want her to. cause whatever she says, it will hurt like hell, so you just leave. as you walk up to your room, you hear your dad mumble something before he leaves. you hear your mom too. she’s crying. and so are you.
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the rest of christmas break passed shortly, and by the time you got yourself together, you were already back at the city, eagerly waiting for college to start again. during the last few days you spent back at home, your mom tried to approach you and apologize, but you refused every time. accepting it would’ve meant that she did act selfishly, only thinking of herself, completely forgetting how you were a victim in this situation. it was too hurtful to accept all of this, so you decided to ignore it wholly.
going back to your apartment, you assumed that the quietness of it would help sort out your thoughts and feelings, but what went according to your plans these days. ever since soojin left - since you kicked her out - the place didn’t feel like home anymore. it was noiseless and cold, gray and lonely. you missed the liveliness she brought every time she crossed the threshold. you missed her, even if you were too stubborn to admit it.
walking through campus has never been more ambivalent than it was today. on one hand, it felt good to be surrounded by people, it eased your loneliness a little bit. on the other hand, you wished everyone would just leave you alone. you were supposed to be charging up during christmas break, but instead, you returned drained, tired of everything and everyone. luckily for you, your peers sticked to their preferred cliques, giving you your much needed space. since midterms were coming up shortly, you decided to stay at the library after your classes, so you can start preparing for them. on your way there, you stopped by the cafeteria for a quick lunch, given that you were not exactly in the mood for meal prep during the weekend. everything that has happened lately, - with your friends, your ex and your family - has started to take a toll on you, so much, you felt yourself sinking into a deep, dark pit once again. the same one you escaped once, but your chances to do that again didn’t seem very high.
you were almost finished with your food, pushing the leftovers from one side of the plate to the other, completely lost in your thoughts. you got used to the background noise, so when one, easily distinguishable voice appeared somewhere near you, pulling you back into the real world, you immediately looked up to find its source. when you did, you decided it is better to ignore so hopefully he will go away. seokjin stood right in front of you, trying hard to hold back a laugh. you figured that his friends offered him a bet, - which, for some reason included you too - and he gladly took on the quest.
“y/n, can i.. can i ask you something?” his question is interrupted by a suppressed laugh.
you don’t say anything, just cock an eyebrow in his direction.
“does your new boyfriend use handcuffs on you? or would that be too insensitive given that, you know..” he can’t finish the sentence cause his friends burst into laughter a few tables away, distracting him.
you clench your fists under the table, forcing yourself to maintain the eye contact. “seokjin, you’re an adult. can you start acting like one?”
“c’mon, you didn’t answer the ques—” he walks around the table to approach you but then suddenly stops, being met with taehyung’s tall figure. he doesn’t have to say anything, seokjin immediately turns around to leave, only to find himself staring right into jungkook’s piercing gaze. he’s startled, he can’t even hide it. the whole scene looks like it has been taken out of a movie, so you can’t help but let out a small chuckle when seokjin finally finds his way back to his deranged friends.
“what did he want?” jungkook asks you, as he sits down.
“not important. just some stupid bet i guess.” you start tossing the food on you plate around again, hoping that your lie sells better if you avoid eye contact with both of the boys.
“are we still on for tonight?” taehyung turns to you, only to be met with your confused expression, so he adds, “the exhibition?”
you completely forgot about that, but you hide it behind a smile. “sure, why wouldn’t we be?”
“i just thought, cause you are kind of avoiding me.. i mean, us.”
“what?! i’m not avoiding you.” you most definitely were. after his birthday, something shifted inside you. you couldn’t exactly tell what it was, but it confuse you. every time his name popped up on your screen or in your thoughts, you felt something, but that something was different now. not having felt like this before, you slowly started figuring out what it might be and it scared you. the thought of him not feeling the same, of it all being unrequited, getting your heart broken once again was what scared you, to be precise. so your genius idea was to avoid him as long as possible, hoping that these confusing and scary feelings will die down with time.
“okay, if you say so.” he shrugs and you thank god and everything that is holy the he left the topic at that. “at what time should i pick you up?”
“uh, i don’t know. like six?” you glance up at him again, while gathering your stuff from the table.
“where are you going?”
“to the library. i have to study.”
“how much more can you study? i bet you know the code of law by heart.” jungkook interrupts, partially cause he’s interested and partially to let you know that he is still here and it’s not jut the two of you.
“i don’t, that’s the problem.” you claim, and you’re already on your way out, waving them goodbye. “see ya!”
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after successfully retreating to the library, you buried yourself in books and your notes, making sure that studying is all that is in your head. not taehyung with his perfect face and perfect body and perfect everything. but obviously, you were unsuccessful. you couldn’t stop thinking about him, and the harder you tried, the more space he took up in your mind. at some point you laid your head down on the table to take a break from everything - out of frustration or tiredness, maybe both - and just rest your eyes for a few minutes. your head was spinning from all the information you were trying to memorize and all the messed up thoughts that were running through it. you weren’t thinking about taehyung anymore, he was just the start of your spiral. you were heading towards a really dark place, with a concerningly fast pace, one that only has loneliness and misery to offer.
you were pulled back from your spiraling to the library by the buzzing of your phone, your face red and slightly numb from bring pressed to the hard surface of the table. you pick it up instantly, your voice still drowsy.
“y-yes?”
“please, tell me you’re okay.” taehyung’s voice is deep and soft, like always, but you can hear the worry in it. that’s when the realization hits you.
“oh my god, what time is it? i’m still at the library but we—”
“it’s seven thirty, but don’t worry about it. i’m glad you’re alright. i called a few times, but i’m starting to get used to them not being answered.” his laugh is bitter, it hits you right in the heart. you caused this.
“i’m so sorry, i swear i wanted to go. i don’t know what happened, i just let my eyes rest for a couple minutes…” you apologise, even though, at this point it’s completely useless.
“it’s fine, y/n, really.” he calls you by your real name, that’s how you know it’s not fine. “get home safe. bye.”
you can’t even say goodbye, he hungs up so quickly. you sit there for a while in the empty library, tears burning your eyes more and more with every passing second. you fucked this up. you’re all alone now, with no one left to hold onto. and that deep dark pit is waiting for you oh so eagerly.
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a/n. as promised, here's the next chapter !! it turned out a bit depressive ngl and it kinda carries onto the next one too but that one ends... well you'll see how hehe. anyways, you know the drill, every type of interaction is appreciated. take care, lovelies ❤️‍🩹
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rawliverandgoronspice · 8 months
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Anon who asked to share my thoughts. They might be a bit complicated since I'm not a native-English speaker so writing long stuff gets a bit rambly. Sorry, long.
To me the narrative between Zonai: Good Ganondorf(+Gerudo): Bad. Felt really weird because of how afraid Totk is about actually showing any kind of depth to the story.
Framing:
You start with, the story has a very black and white narrative. Sonia and Rauru are the good guys. You don’t even need to question it, because no matter what happens they are the good guys. They’re kind, just, and righteous.  No hint of any grey morality or anything. On the other side is Ganondorf, that guy doesn’t even get a second into his introduction in the 1st tear before he does something evil with no fanfare, no reasoning, we’re just dropped in the middle of his act of war. We are told “Yep, this guy is evil. You don’t even need to question it.” There’s not even a single line to give a background why he’s doing what he’s doing.
Ganondorf is standing against Rauru with a comparably miniscule number of warriors, vs Rauru who's got the allegiance of ALL the races in Hyrule including Gerudo and his superior power. We might not see that all the time, but the narrative makes it clear that this is the case. Why every race decided to bow down before them, and how they managed this feat is never explained, we’re just told this is the case. It feels very flat because again, it’s a “Just trust us, they’re the good guys.” We're just to believe no one objected, and everyone gladly decided to swear loyalty to the Zonai claiming to be backed by the Gods, and that all this happened with no hostilities beyond Ganondorf? That this was a completely peaceful takeover? Even with the Zora who already have their own royal-family? The Gerudo also already had their own line of succession, so what would they need a new King and Queen for?
Sonia and Rauru also seem very young, while I'd guess Ganondorf to be the equivalent of the older-adult Gerudo. Of course, Rauru might as well be much older than Ganondorf, we don’t know that, but even so, Rauru and Sonia both are seemingly very new to being rulers. It’s also not established if Zonai ruled before. Who the Zonai were in context to the other races. How the dynamics between all of them played out. Etc. (Heck, the game didn't even explain the connections between Barbarian armour set, which is Zonai in origin but actually has no real visual connection to anything we see.)
With Rauru also believing he's descended from the Goddesses, it gives a bit of an almost "born to rule" perspective even if he might not see it as that, but it comes across as such, especially since he says they founded Hyrule. Again, what was the Zonais role before they left? Were they equals, or did they always have a role of “ruling class”? Why would he think that him becoming King would be so much better for Hyrule? Was there war between the races? Was there some other issues that made it necessary?
While I can very much acknowledge that in this case Rauru and his folk ARE the good guys in this story, because that’s how this narrative works. What you see in Totk is what you get, there’s no depth to be explored, and you have to take it all at face value. I will still admit that if I could imagine this story to have more depth, and if this story had more layers, rather than just being very black and white, it could almost have become a “The good guys are blinded by their own hubris, and their overreach in wishing to rule the other races caused much civil war and strife within these races” where Ganondorf might have been the loudest and strongest faction against bowing before Rauru.
So factoring in the points already mentioned, a deeper story might have gone "Older King Ganondorf sees every race bowing down, even his own, before a Zonai calling himself descended from the Goddesses deciding he's in the right to rule above all other races, with his young Hylian wife. Only through their word and assurances that he has the "Godly" right to rule. Ganondorf refuses to acknowledge Rauru and Sonia as rulers above the Gerudo and even himself. A civil war breaks lose within the Gerudo, and Ganondorf and his people leave, while those bowing down to Rauru stay behind.” I've noted, the story never really actually explains how or why Rauru decided to establish new Hyrule. (I read all the ancient tablets, and they just skirt around it.) It also becomes extra strange when you note that Rauru already had the loyalty of the Gerudo, it just wasn’t Ganondorf and his group of Gerudo; whom he then insisted to try and win over.
I think with that idea in mind, Ganondorf's monologue about wasted potential about Rauru's powers could also makes sense as a callout against Rauru’s haughtiness and belief in his own Godly greatness: "So you're saying you're descended from Gods but you need a secret stone, and this is all you can do? Well now see how it goes when I even the playing-field." It becomes more of a "mortal challenging a God" dynamic. Even the Secret stones; Rauru only gave them to those who swore absolute fealty to him it seems, which could make sense, but it also makes it so that it puts him and Sonia, and his Kingdom above all the other races, with them his "servants" for a lack of a better word. Even if they are genuinely loyal to him, would that actually have meant they were the true rulers of their people? Or just the first ones to bow down. By Gerudo rule, Ganondorf was the true King of the Gerudo, yet a different Gerudo was appointed Chief it seems, when Ganondorf refused to bow down.
In Oot we at least got more of a foundation: 400 year war. Racism. Hyrule's King comes across as pretty incompetent. Koume and Kotake having a bad influence. (They also experienced at least 3 previous Gerudo King's in those 400 years, so wonder what happened there.) You get a better picture of Oot Ganondorf's motivation. I’m not saying Oot is perfect, but at least it wasn’t as black and white, and we actually did get some depth for motivations and reasons.
Yeah, fully agreed. Not much more notes to add haha.
Honestly, the more I think about it, and the more puzzled I am by the fact that the game chose to portray Ganondorf as the underdog of the conflict --not that he wasn't openly hostile since the very first second we see him, but it's established that he not only lived in Hyrule before Rauru's takeover AND that he couldn't scratch Hyrule even with his best efforts. If the game wanted me to feel sympathy towards Rauru and Sonia, the hylian/zonai side should have been actively struggling against the invasion, the secret stones the only thing barely keeping them out of harm until Ganondorf pretended an alliance (rather than a seddition) and then stole it from Sonia. At least make them equal in power, then it would have been clear that one side of the conflict plays dirtier than the other rather than... playing the only hand they were dealt with? And then, like, keep Ganondorf on the lookout for the rest of the stones? Or for zonite? Instead of exclusively focusing on eliminating Rauru and his allies? The game had many, many options to make Ganondorf pettier and motivated by power or greed in ways that were clearer and more coherent, and the fact that it didn't and made him this sort of puppet (ironically enough) that makes no internal sense whatsoever but solely exists to provide conflict for the heroes whenever needed really bugs me. It's just disrespectful towards the character they knowingly marketed as one of the core selling points of the game imho, and also disrespectful to the potential of the rest of their cast who deserved better stakes and character arcs.
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squadrah · 7 months
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Hello, if you don't mind me asking for your thoughts on all members of La Squadra being bridal carried by their lil (secretly buffy but not really) SO. Sorry my english might be mixed up and I really like your ways of characterized the team <3
Never apologize for your English! I'm not a native speaker and even if I were, I would never judge. Thank you for the kind words, too! SO stuff isn't my strong suit but I'll give it a shot!
Risotto: I think the best time was actually the first time, when he was exceedingly shocked and incredulous, and then just said, "Ah, I see. You are strong," and allowed himself to be carried until the SO got weak in the knees. He would allow the bridal carry as long as the SO was in perfect health and if he wanted to make a point of demonstrating their strength to someone.
Formaggio: He would find it pretty funny and allow it as long as he was in a good mood, but he would want to return the favor, so when the SO put him down, they could expect to be picked up. A shrunken-to-practical-size Formaggio would definitely be carried about like that whenever he got drunk off his ass, and he would appreciate the lift even more in that state, so everybody wins here.
Prosciutto: He would be extremely angry if he was picked up without his consent, so it's best to preserve the moment for times when he is out of commission or deep asleep and has to be moved. He doesn't care to bridal carry anyone and won't be wooed by such a gesture even in a good mood - he is a bit of a killjoy that way. He won't say a word though if he is genuinely in need of being carried.
Pesci: This one is more of a hopeless romantic, mostly on account of believing that genuinely romantic moments are out of his reach due to his appearance and his anxious fumbling, so if he were to be picked up, he would first be surprised and then very flustered about it. His heart would swell with ardor to be strong too so he could be there for the SO who could lift him and carry him so tenderly.
Ghiaccio: Another one who would detest being carried, as he resents being held in a way that doesn't allow him to easily move away. He would have to be coaxed into it as either a trust exercise or actual physical exercise, so there would be equal amounts of bridal carry on both ends, and he would still insist that over the shoulder is a way better method of transporting a body, so... there you go.
Melone: His surprise would be much more animated and positive than the others' - he would find such a display of strength interesting and intriguing, and he would happily let the SO carry him until they gave out and had to put him down. He would thoughtfully count the steps taken and chat to the SO about how reassuring it is to have someone so capable around, which is pretty rewarding.
Illuso: He likes the concept of the bridal carry, but he is too much of a drama queen to allow it under ordinary circumstances; it would have to be done at the right moment and with the right amount of flair, and the flex would feel quite different from what Risotto might aim for. Also he is somewhat stingy and would have to be begged to return the favor. His smugness about it is somewhat endearing.
Sorbet: He is lukewarm on the concept because he's not a traditional romantic, but he would find it an acceptable way of being carried into bed, and would probably opt for the bridal carry as his position of choice if he also felt the drama rumble in his blood, or if he was incapacitated and had to be carried. Allow him to hang limp and lifeless from the SO's arms for the best effect.
Gelato: He doesn't seem to think the bridal carry very special, though he understands that it is something couples might do, and therefore would consider it as proof of love if he were carried. He's a very good sport about it, but he wouldn't make it easy: he knows how to squeeze back and wiggle if he wants to be an ass for fun, so let's hope the SO is both buff enough and not very ticklish.
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mjrdm · 7 months
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Let me tell you about The Grinning Man russian production.
I must say beforehand: this review is only my personal opinion and a brief retelling of things that you may find interesting. Some people may disagree with me or have seen later/different shows that did ceirtain things better or worse.
I've been on one almost immediately as it came out. At that time I had a hyperfixation on TGM so it meant a lot to me, I made an extra effort to see the show at least once. Perhaps my obsession with Bristol production and attention to details influenced my opinion but idk.
Visuals: You can see for yourself. I really loved it!
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Ph: Yulia Gubina/Alexander Kolbaya (more photo)
Language: Slavic musical theatre is historically very poetic. It's less acted and more spoken. And it has not yet borrowed colloquial language from broadway or independent plays, so characters here talked like they were in a poem. They spoke literary language and many speech quircks, differences, accents were sadly lost. It slightly affected the perception of the musical, because this created the feeling that they were outspoken and eccentric and risky but! within reasonable limits!
Translation: It seems like they didn't have enough time or budget.
I would say it was translated pretty decently? In general it was okay. Sometimes I was amazed by it. But sometimes very strange translation decisions slipped through. The "they would not fucking say that" things, you know? Even "real people don't talk like that" from time to time. Some jokes were lost, a lot of jokes were not funny because they were directly translated instead of fitting the context. It was not as funny as the original, it has definitely lost its edge. But the new parts they added were great and funny!
I admit, having an ability to appreciate the original I definitely had high expectations. But I still can naturally ick when someone tries to be vulgar and family-friendly at the same time. It has it's reasons, but I won't go into that.
And I'm sorry but Beauty and the Beast was horribly translated. It's horrible. Here, I said that, don't @ at me. I can't explain it to english speakers, but the translation of "I love you" sound like they're in the kindergarden. It's horrible.
Done with the boring part, let's go to the Characters:
Grinpayne has not changed at all. He was just like in the original musical, he even sounded like his original actor (big respect to our actor!). Nothing really to say here, sorry. I enjoyed his performance a lot.
Dea was... from the book. I don't know why they did that. Not only appearance - she was only Grinpayne's support and love interest, not more. She was not sassy, brave or anything that she was in the original. Maybe she was different in other shows, but as far as I saw and listened - that's it. ☹
I also can't really say much about Ursus, as Grinpayne he too was just like in the original. Nothing changed. He was great.
Queen Angelica was a different from the original production. She was less sociopathic and more... out of her mind? How can I describe that?
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At the time she's introduced to us she's wearing a top with very long sleeves that meet at the back, like in a straitjacket. She's having complete "I'm not here" look, does not speak a word. Then, she kisses the pig leg and it magically makes her speak her first word in 20 years. She's so crazy I love her!
Also in this production it makes sense why she didn't like Josi and David's affair: David walks in the room and in his sister's embrace just the moment before Queen enters the room and sees them tangled at the bed.
I really enjoyed her performance!!! I even liked her performance more than the original tbh... She's was the funnies character in the musical!!!
Speaking of the funniest character...
Barkilphedro was.... painfully uncharismatic. Excuse me, who is that? ☹
He takes more narrator role and... just narrates. He has absolutely no character. Well, no, he's still pathetic, yes, but he doesn't feel pathetic. He's lowkey alright with his position? He's just some guy. He's not disgusting, repulsive, desperate. He's not even old - he's a twink!!! What the fuck!!! (And it's an actor issue. I know there is another Barkilphedro actor, but I don't know anything about his performance. Hopefully one day I'll see it and do an update on that post to say if this is really an actor issue or production in general) The scene with breakfast dance was not disgusting and hilarious, it was hot /srs. I mean, I'm not complaining😳But it's another part that was lost
I was so dissapointed ☹ I went to the musical for him. And he wasn't even funny!!! He should be the funniest character in the musical!!! What the fuck!!!
JOSIANA WAS AMAZING!!!! OMFG!!!!
She's so funny and capricious and whimsical and hysteric!!! Like the original, but if bristol Josiana is more demanding, russian Josiana was more frivolous, constantly laughing, giggling and screaming.
Her part of musical slightly changed. First, she's not alone - she is constantly surrounded by her favorites who agree with her words and laugh at her jokes. They're very silly!
Second, there is no scene with Barkilphedro and the King on the funeral. Barkilphedro tells his dream to Josiana right after the dance. It was a cool scene, favorites touch him(sfw), it did something to me ngl. Josiana and favorites laugh at him.
Third, I like repeating motif of beauty and the beast. In the original production it didn't go beyond Dea and Grinpayne's musical number, comparing them to the tale. In russian production when Dirry-Moir dies Barkilphedro does not joke about his name. Josiana kisses David and he comes back to life, which is a lovely return to the tale.
David was funny!!!
He was much like in the original, but even more silly. He interfered Ursus' show that much, that Ursus had to stop the show and tell him sir please stop interfering.
Osric was great! He's lost his commoner's dialect, but show gave us insight that he ruined his hand at the war.
The King lost one of his scenes, but I liked him nonetheless. He was more cruel here. My friend noticed the detail that he is being carried around the stage on a throne on the wheels by his subjects, because he won’t lift a finger for his country or anyone, this is a nice character detail.
Quake and Spike was there. They were alright.
I think that pretty much sums it up. I did not love it as much as the bristol production, but it has it's own charm. I would love to see it again with different cast, if I get the chance.
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helloiamadrawer · 1 month
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Class 1A Boys + music they listen to (PART 2)
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There's always that ONE person who is like a parent when it comes to his whole class and music making sure it's "school appropriate" and that would be no other than the class rep, Iida.
Has a playlist for literally his life routine lol (study, relaxing, outings, running in the rain in his retro raincoat 😂,etc.). I feel like he would listen to like 90's music, classic rock (his fav artist is Foo Fighters for sure) he doesn't mind playing his stuff every now and then but he's busy most of the time preparing for class. nerd lol.
May sound shocking but he likes SOME rap but it's all old school rap/hip-hop like Biggie, Ice T, Usher, MC Hammer but he only listens to it outside of U.A though because he doesn't want "taint his image of class rep". He tried trying new school rap and..let's say he'll just stay where he is (he almost got hurt BUT that's for another story!)
The only classmate that is so chill with almost every genre of music is Sero. Even songs in different languages and more exotic genres like nudisco, jazzfunk, and french house (which are his favorites, cause it's a rarity he cherishes). He would play japanese funk while he drives down the road JUST for the ✨aesthetic✨ (future au idea). Dua Lipa, Kali Uchis, Doja Cat, Rosalia, JIAFEI just any other artist that sings in another language other than english he'll know. And he sings it so well but has no idea what a lick of it means well except for japanese.
Is not scared of talking about it to any of his classmates and actually persuading them to give it a try or if he plays it on his bluetooth speaker before class starts and then one of his classmates asks him the next day for ex: Tokoyami asks him "Hey Sero, what was that techo like song were you playing yesterday, for some reason it's in my head." and then the tape boi will go through his recently played songs from yesterday (he's a yt music kinda guy tbh). Then basically almost everybody is interested in what he has in store next
In other words he's the one who always brings his speaker to class but is respectful and plays it before class even starts, he's an early bird.
Denki, is the twin of Sero cool with any kind of music but leans more into the weebcore/rap category. He most likely will play weeb music in his dorm room, the usual anime openings and ending theme songs with a dorky smile on his face humming along while reading manga.
Is the aux cord GOD, will never disappoint the Bakusquad with any music he plays in the car he'll play some Marshmello and everyone would get littt🔥🔥🔥 or some nostalgic jpop to sing awfully off tune to to piss off Bakugo ofc.
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Fun Fact: The whole Bakusquad got kicked out of his car at least five times singing terribly lmaooooo
(!!I'M WRITING THIS HEADCANON BEFORE THE TRAITOR ERA HE HAD!!)⬇️
💅Voguing king✨ that's the title Yuga Aoyama gives himself when his headphones are filled with the sounds of VOGUE EDITS IM SORRY HE SERVES CUNT ISTG GO LOOK AT HIS HERO COSTUME UGHHHH 😫 he even putson fashion shows with the Class A Girls 🥺🥺 *imagines him voguing to this 1 hour playlist of just phonk/runway music cause I can*
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He is also very bold at expressing his love for future funk obsession, his peers don't mind it at all..well, ONE person *cough cough bakugo*. ⬇️
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Totally applies his makeup (generally eyeliner cause he has the ✨prettiest✨ eyes, fight me 🤪)to either one of those two categories imo (he gives me when i suddenly want to try runway eyeliner makeup😭 -cries in non fem queen-)
BEST FOR LAST MOTHAFUCKIN' BAKUGO AND KIRISHIMA aka BakuKiri or KiriBaku (shoutout to the shippers for that pair✌️) 💥🤟
Heavy Metal/Death Metal for Bakugo
NEFFEX, Rock and workout tunes for Kirishima
Five Finger Death Punchis literally Boom Boom Boi's fav and Kiri is in the car just vibing and just not minding it at all knowing it's his way of relieving stress from work plus it's manly sounding anyway to him as well so whatever makes him happy ❤️
Psst..come here..*whispers in your ear* Bakugo gets with Tokoyami for secret thrashing sessions sometimes 🤫
YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT THEY DON'T! THE DARK OVERLORD AND THE ANGRY POMERANIAN THRASHING TOGETHER LMAOO AND THEN KIRI JOINS IN LATER AND THEN THE WHOLE BAKUSQUAD LMAOAOAO
Now Kiri goes to the gym pumping iron to some Neffex is a must for him that's his whole workout niche but anywhere his workout playlist goes who knows?
Has a whole thrash playlist as well go figs
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Disco on the treadmill? yes please
Dubstep while throwing around that heavy ass rope? yessir yessir
At the end of the day he's chillin' to some chillstep while laying on his bed after a shower, resting to recharge for the next day
MIneta...yeahhhh dont give him the aux cord..just don't trust him
Imma just say one word that he would blare on someone speaker
Cupcakke
That is all..so hide yo aux cords or don't bring it at all and just stick to the radio
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milomanheimslady · 1 month
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Open Orders!
Hello everyone! I'm Lily. My native language is not English, so I'm sorry if you see writing errors or something similar (In case any native English speaker wants to correct my work, Go ahead!).
I was born in Uruguay, a small country in South America. So yes, I am Latina. Since I was a child I grew up listening to English-speaking singers, such as Beyoncé, Christina Aguilera, Queen, Britney Spears, ETC.
I'm a part of many fandoms, but the ones I mainly write about are Harry Potter, IT, Scream, Stranger Things, Zombies, Five Night's At Freddy's, American Horror Story and Anne With An E (Maybe others I'm forgetting about).
The point is, orders are now open! You can ask me for any character from the series or movies I mentioned above.
I don't know how to use this app, but I promise to start using it better.
You can make anonymous orders! I know you can make orders to me, I still can't guess which button I should press to see them haha.
I guess that's all. I hope u have a nice day!
xoxo! 🩷
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autumnslance · 2 years
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Hi! I always find your answers to writing questions enlightening, so I hope you can help me as well. I'm working on my first FFXIV fic, but English isn't my first language and I find staying true to canon characters speech pattern difficult (it's not really the English I'm used to) and I'm completely frightened by when I'll have to write Urianger. Do you have any resources or advice for that? Sorry for the weird question and thank you in advance ❤️
The language in FFXIV, in EN and as far as I know JP, is using a slightly archaic mode of speech that is even difficult for native speakers sometimes. So it's easy to feel confused and intimidated by it! Words like gaol, chirugeon, corse, swiving, and so on are are all real words that have fallen out of common use. The etymology of "gun" in the lore mirrors that of the real world (related to a queen's name). Even the Thieves Cant used by Limsa's Rogues Guild is based in reality (with some substitutions made), and can be looked up. The writers and translators are, funnily enough, language nerds. The names of various things/groups/etc usually actually mean something and aren't just made up entirely.
In universe, the reason EN Urianger talks in a version of Modern English (other translations of Urianger apparently don't go quite so archaic) is due of his childhood tendencies to self-isolate and read older books, adopting those speech patterns cuz he's a quirky nerd. Loiusoix gave that explanation in 1.x, and it's reiterated in Urianger's lorebook entry.
(Modern English starts in the late 14th century and early versions are recognizable if difficult to parse, versus Middle or Old English which are incomprehensible without study.)
Reading (or watching/listening) to Shakespearian English is a good way to get more used to Urianger's speech. Also they really are fun plays and poems; they were written for everyone to enjoy as popular entertainment, and are full of jokes and goofiness, even many of the tragedies. People think they're stuffy highbrow (they're not), and the cultural/social contexts are missing in a lot of cases anymore (the "William Shakespeare" tag on my main blog has more of that).
Writers off the top of my head to subscribe to who ship with the fortune-teller so write him often are @gunbun and @beetlebrownleaf; they've got his speech patterns and mannerisms pretty well down.
Here are some posts in my "language" tag (which I also often tag with Urianger and Midgardsormr, as he and some of the First Brood also speak a bit archaic):
Archaic Words - a short list of archaic words and their meanings.
Urianger Language Infographic - one fun way to try to learn the thy/thou/thee.
How To Thou/Thee/Thy/Thine/Ye Chart - what is says on the tin. Another handy method that may work for folks.
More Infographs - more silly pics explaining those pesky pronouns.
Discussion Thread on Modern English - random info thread from Tumblr users.
Urianger Discuss Thread - beetlebrownleaf and gunbun discussing Urianger-speak and some off-Tumblr resources they use when writing our favorite nerd.
One thing to remember about Modern/Shakespearian/Elizabethan English is "thee/thou/thy/thine" were actually informal, while "you" was formal. Like how some languages now have informal "you" versus formal "you." "Tu" versus "vous" in French, "tú" versus "usted" in Spanish, etc. And then we get into the plurals, and so on.
Which means Ye (subject)/You (object)/Your get used as both Plural and Formal.
Thou is Singular You as the Subject. Thee is Singular You as the Object. Thy is used for words starting with Consonants. Thine is used for words starting with Vowels ("H" counts).
If using "Thine", then that's when you'd use "Mine"; one of the links gives the example of "thine eyes" versus "mine eyes."
Doth = Does In fact, -eth and -th verb endings? It's just -es and -s endings.
Second person changes this up and we end up with "thou dost", "thou willt", "thou shallt".
"Ye" is actually not used for "The." That comes from an old letter no longer used in English, þ ("thorn"), that used to be the "th" sound, and as the letter fell out of use--especially in early printing--the letter "y" was substituted as a close visual equivalent but still pronounced "th". Which is why we have all those RenFaire signs.
There's more, so please check the links (especially gunbun's offsite resources) as of course there are irregular conjugations and exceptions and substitutions and special circumstances...but honestly for fanfic, just having "you" and basic verb conjugation sorted goes a long way to getting the correct "feel" of Urianger's EN speech.
In the end though: don't actually be intimidated by the language in FFXIV when it comes to writing fanfiction. Getting the NPCs to act and think in character regardless of language use is more important if aiming for authenticity. You can do your best with making the language sound close to the game's writing (avoid modern slang you don't see in game, for instance), but it's fanfic. Don't sweat it, ignore the grousing of your word doc's grammar check as needed, and it'll come easier in time with practice.
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More thoughts on episode 5 Partings (part 1).
My first reaction is here (it contains more thoughts that i didn't used in this post because it's already too long, and i didn't want to repeat myself).
Because a troll has commented on my last post about The Rings of Power negatively, i feel obligated to add some warnings to avoid to attract more of them (sorry for the length):
Indeed I'm not a native english speaker. Actually, english is my third language and i'm not even living in a english-speaking country. Thus i can't deny that i'm far from being fluent, having learnt to write it mostly through very old high school lessons, films/series and articles read on line. But thankfully, my bad english doesn't seem to stop people from reading my posts, understanding them and even interacting with me politely. So i don't think, the quality of my expression is an issue, except for the trolls.
More importantly, my language skills have nothing to do with the fact that i enjoy so much The Rings of Power. I'm raving about it because it's the best tv show that i've seen in years. It's a 10/10 (for people who like to rank things), which means season 1 will be probably in my top 10 of the best shows of all the time (next to The Wire, Twin Peaks, Chernobyl, The Terror, Hannibal, Battlestar Galactica etc.)
Now that we have established that i know enough english to express myself at least clearly in this language; and that i have good taste in tv series (and literature, poetry and non fiction too by the way), and thus if i see no flaws in this series, it's probably because it's way better than the limited taste of the trolls, and their too limited capacity of criticism (that enjoying to much low quality content has lead them to form) allow them to admit - let get's back to episode 5!
This is the most epic episode since episode 1 and the narration of the war of Wrath against Morgoth by Galadriel and boy did i love it! Glorfinder (is he the elf warrior?) and the Balrog were something unexpected because the Tolkien Estate has established (last time i checked) that the First and Third Age were off limit for the show. So every time the producers managed to negociate more, it feels like a very special gift. An art gift in this case because the representation of the battle between the heroic elf and the evil creature looked like a painting by a great master.
And let's be honest, who didn't scream Gandalf too when watching it?! Who didn't think of the LOTR films? The call back to the fight between Gandalf and the Balrog in Moria in The Fellowship of the Ring was obvious, in an episode where the dwarves and the Mithril they found in their mines were essential to the resolution of Elrond's arc.
Loved too the scale of the final scene in Nùmenor where the ships left the harbour, which propelled the series on the level of epicness of the films. Everyone looked so pretty in the armors. I hate war and colonization as much as Eärien and Kemen (loved his courage, yes destroying the ship was brave), and yet i still swooned over the perfect looks of Elendil, Galadriel, Halbrand and queen regent Miriel, and totally got why the crowd wanted to applaud them.
But it's the plot (characters development and theories) that i really want to discuss. Going through this commentary character by character and their relationships (it's only the part 1 because i have too many thoughts and the episode was so dense).
Starting by Nori and The Stranger:
I'm convinced that he's Sauron since his spectacular entrance in episode 1 for many reasons (developed in a another post to come), but the most important is how much essential it would be for Nori and Poppy 's characters development to experience this level of betrayal and corruption. Corruption of every living being (including plants and animals) during the Second Age, by Sauron who helped spread evil in Middle Earth by tempting, deceiving and manipulating while his armies of Orcs are invading every region, being the main theme of the show in my view.
Nori has been firmly established as a young naive hobbit who wants to expand on her world geographically, but also on what she learnt from her community about surviving. Since she couldn't leave her family, she decided that the novelty and mystery should come from this old man who has fallen from the sky like an angel, and put all her trust in him to the point where she made him a part of her family.
In the process, she ignored Marigold and Poppy's advices ("there's common sense and nonsense"). It's because she's deeply connected to those two very wise characters and because their first strong impression was that the Stranger was dangerous and should be left where he was and they argued about it with Nori a lot, that realizing that she carried the true evil with her all along (just like Frodo did with the One Ring but without knowing it), and brought chaos in the all world by trusting a stranger rather than her close friend and relatives (unlike Sam and Frodo who knew what lies Gollum was spreading), seems in my view a necessary lesson for her.
All those elements once assembled, can make a consistent arc and are compatible with the fact that it would be the best option for Sauron to cross the Middle Earth unidentified and without unwanted attention. And who except the Hartfoots that are the species the most hard to detect can provide this level of quasi invisibility?
Meanwhile, their relationship is something as intense, ambiguous and sometimes manipulative than the one between Galadriel and Hallbrand: he saves her and then hurts her badly. Though i believe he was indeed just this time healing himself, and hurting her was an accident (she came too close) contrary to what he did to the Fireflies, which was a real killing. I'm not sure if this last incident will open her eyes to the danger he could represent or if she will ignore it like Galadriel does with Hallbrand. Will she rather follow with her initial choice because she can't stop either (she can only share doubts with Poppy), not now that they are so far in their travel and they still need him so much to push the cart?
However, despite my attachement to this theory, for the first time, this week i had doubts about the Stranger being Sauron. And it's all because of what happened in Lindon with the Tree.
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There's one fan theory that places Sauron in Lindon, already deceiving the elves as a fake ally of Celebrimbor but existing off screen. I don't like it because it would mean that all the clues collected that designated The Stranger or Halbrand (since Adar is not Sauron as proved in this episode) would have been just a way to midslead us, until a final cheap twist that would break the continuity of the character development for shock value (which wasn't the way Tolkien used to write). But the Tree was literally dying, and i wonder if it could have been poisoning. It seems like an opportunity Sauron wouldn't miss: destroying the entire community of elves of Lindon (which is also the most powerful of Middle Earth) with one stone.
I'm on the side who isn't sure Gil Galad and Celebrimbor weren't lying about the Mithril. I don't see how it can heal the Tree or share its power with all the elves, no matter the intensity of its light. it didn't seem to have this specificity when Elrond was holding it. Howewer we know because of Bilbo (hundred years later) that it can be transformed into very solid armors and swords for a potential coming war. It would thus explain why Celebrimbor needed a massive forge so quickly. Not (only) to make some artistic artefact to gain fame but to arm an entire nation of elves warriors (my speculations are all based on the appendices of LOTR just like the show, not the Silmarillion so there's plenty of my ideas that are partially spoilers free speculations).
I'm satisfied that Elrond got the same treatment that he inflicted on Durin last week. He learnt at least the lesson: that you don't try to manipulate friends, you tell them the truth and work with them to find a solution. I don't think he deserved their reconciliation scene: as beautifully shot as it was (a autumn decor with big rocks for Durin to sit on and think, and a forest of trees to quickly and softly heal his pain and bitterness and rekindle the trust), it's hard to forget that Durin did all the hard work (forgiving and helping). Elrond is lucky that Durin has such a good heart and still cares a lot about him. No matter how much he tries, and what he said to Gil-Galad about his dedication to his friends, i think that he will never be to Durin the real friend that Legolas was to Gimli.
That doesn't mean the elves are irredeemable. Even Gil-Galad, between two "fashion shows" where he looked like a superstar in his magnificent silk dresses, managed to share some really wise view of the world on hope (actually a central belief in Tolkien's work), that proved that he knows the real power isn't in a rare ore, no matter how magical it is, but in the moral quality of the people they use it and the relationship they can build. His presence during Durin/Elrond reconciliation scene and what he watched seemed to have satisfied him, and not only because of Durin's acceptation to help. He enjoyed the friendly way in which they both have lead this "negociation".
The scenes he shared with Durin were pure gold! I would watch without question a show in which in every episode Durin would find a new thing to "stole" from him, for Disa, until he finishes to refurnish their entire home. The dinner scene was a very nice light comedy moment (Gil Galad's face was the best thing! I hope Disa will enjoy her table), a rare moment of pure humor in the show.
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genderqueerdykes · 10 months
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anon from post about FtM/MtF
whoa, sorry for discomfort, I didn't know all these things. Maybe my local (not-English speaking) experience wasn't similar with your... it's strange I found out about butch/drag queen using FtM/MtF as much as transmasc/trans men and transfem/trans women do only like TODAY from you : /
sorry
hey it's okay! i totally understand that you didn't mean to offend. in trying to learn other's experiences sometimes we will do or say things that make others uncomfortable and that doesn' tmake you a bad person or anything- i'm proud of you for reaching out with the intent to learn. that's the important part, is you wanted to learn, and while i may have been uncomfortable temporarily, what i'm happier with is the fact that you decided to take the time to ask and learn. that's way more important than my temporary discomfort ever will be
i appreciate the apology, but you didn't do anything wrong! i am very transparent in how i feel when i respond to things and that doesn't make you or anyone else who affects me a bad person. i am just very honest about my opinions and feelings. thanks for stopping by, i appreciate knowing that you aren't a native english speaker so that does create barriers as well!
all find my friend, have a good week, i hope you have a great pride month!
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gralunaisland · 1 year
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I feel I have to clarify a tiny something, for informative purposes. You've said before that Juvia using '-sama' on Gray makes him uncomfortable because it's like referring to a god-- I'm sorry, that's a little inaccurate. It does make him uncomfortable, I'm talking about the 'like a god' thing! Sorry if I come off as rude, it kinda bothered me :( Don't worry, your point still stands I just wanna explain more about 'sama'.
"-sama" is indeed used to address god, ("Kami-sama"). But it depends on the context for the level of superiority you're talking about here. It's kind of like the word 'dear' in English, depending on the context, it can be 'Dear Father god', or it can be a formal 'dear' for letters, or it can be a sweet 'dear' like a loving old aunt. (Of course, that is just an example, I'm not saying sama is equivalent to dear, I'm just saying that similarly, context matters.)
It is definitely a high form of respect, you also use it for your Master/Boss in a formal/more historical setting, eg you're a servant or a worker in a mansion, you refer to the Master of the House as 'Lord'. Lucy is also referred to as '-sama' by her maids in the mansion. It is very respectful, but not something as dramatic as divine/worshipping. Juvia using it is displaying a sort of idolisation. Think of it like this-- someone in Japan who is unhealthily fanatical about their favourite Kpop star/Idol/Singer would refer to them as '-sama'. Doesn't the behaviour of a fanatical Kpop stan, who gathers posters and merch of their idol, kind of resemble Juvia's ridiculously creepy room? Of course, Juvia takes things a step further by stalking Gray, and, everything else I will not mention, but at least in part, that is what her '-sama' usage is based on.
Intense idolation and adoration. Which is still not healthy or good, especially since Gray is very uncomfortable about this. He did not sign up to be one, and Juvia, must like toxic Kpop fans, projects her idea of Gray onto him, restricting his freedom in various ways.
Thank you for trying to clarify things for me! And aww don't worry, my friend, you don’t seem rude at all!
I think you might’ve misunderstood me though. I’m sorry if I wasn't clear enough in that post, but let me clarify myself now.
(If people are curious which post Anon is referring to, it's this one, the Ichiya and juvia comparison post.)
I already know that the -sama suffix isn't only used when addressing or referring to God. (I hear it a lot in anime used in many contexts). I'd tried to make that clear in my post too.
Here is the quote from my post that you're referring to in your ask: "I know they use that term when speaking to someone of muuuuch higher status than the speaker, like when they're referring to God, they say "kami-sama". Here, I said like when referring to God, as in kami-sama is merely one example of -sama's usage. I think it's a great example to show how much respect accompanies the use of this suffix, but I wasn't equivocating using it with calling someone God.
That's why I also mentioned: ""If you think about it, it's about the equivalent of this person who's unhealthily obsessed with you bowing down to you and calling you "your royal highness" or "your lordship" or "my queen/king"". I think this shows that I didn't equivocate -sama with Godhood. This is what you sort of say in your ask too, that you would "use it for your Master/Boss in a formal/more historical setting", so we're really agreeing here. Anyway, I used these examples because English doesn't really have a perfect equivalent. The closest thing to it in terms of how it's used grammatically is "sir", I guess, because we don't use suffixes like the Japanese language does. However, -sama is much more respectful than just sir or ma'am, which is why I didn’t mention it.
But I am totally with you that juvia uses -sama to express her “intense idolization and adoration”! That was basically my point when I brought it up in my post, especially that all of those feelings are unwanted by Gray, and yet she forces them onto him regardless. I’m glad you agree that what juvia is doing is wrong and that he didn’t sign up for this. I also agree with you completely, that juvia “projects her idea of Gray onto him, restricting his freedom in various ways”! I couldn’t have said it better myself!
I really appreciate you clarifying everything, especially for those who don't know that much about -sama, but I just wanted to make sure you knew what I meant in that post. Thank you again for taking your time to inform everyone!
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PLEASE DO NOT USE MY EDITS
SHORT ONE–SHOT!
note;english is not my first language so i'm not a native speaker. you may expect grammar mistakes etc. sorry for that. tried my best.
it's just an one–shot. it's game of thrones ua but half of this is NOT canon. spoilers are also there because the other half is canon.
゚.+:。∩゚.+:。—
king's landing was cruel place for that red–haired north girl. joffrey was making sure every single day that sansa's days are ruined. cersei wasn't any better. she acted nice sometimes but everyone knew how demonic woman she was.
then she met margaery. she was like an angel for sansa. margaery tyrell was the only person sansa felt good with. she was kind, funny and wasn't heartless. she listened to sansa and also red–haired girl thought that lady tyrell always got her back.
of course cersei didn't like margaery. that girl knew what's going on and she played that game unbelievably good. however it couldn't last forever.
゚+.*゚+.
— margaery? you think the queen will let me go to the highgarden? — she asked.
— i'll be the queen soon sansa. i'll let you go everywhere you want to — margaery answered with a smile. — you'll be safe there. here you're always in danger. you will also be happier. my brother will treat you gently.
— loras seems pretty gently and kind... i'd love to be his wife — sansa said.
— how about being my wife instead? — lady tyrell asked and laugh about it.
— oh come on! — the other girl also laughed.
both of them loved their conversations in the gardens. they were free there. they didn't expect anything bad coming. but then cersei came. girls were in shock. cersei was never in the gardens and nobody could meet her here.
— what are you two doing? — she asked with a stern face.
— we're just talking my queen. would you like to join us? — margaery asked. — we didn't bring any wine. it's a bit too early for us — she added.
— it's not necessary — she said and then she leaned over sansa and whispered in her ear:
— you better don't do anything stupid you little bird.
blonde–haired woman went somewhere after this and dissapeared.
— don't worry about her. i'll be the queen soon and nobody will hurt you or blackmail you.
゚+.*゚+.1
margaery's wedding with joffrey ended really bad. her husband got poisoned and died. not like she was sad or something. tommen was easier to manipulate so she take this opportunity.
the worst part of being in king's landing wasn't being a prisoner, wasn't cersei or anything else. sansa wasn't here. that was the worst.
lady tyrell was devastated. she didn't know if sansa was safe or even alive. she wanted to contact her but she couldn't. lord tyrion also didn't know a thing so margaery gave up. nobody could help her with finding sansa.
she was asking the moon every night if her muse was alright. but the moon was always quiet. didn't say a word.
the only thing that kept margaery away from depression was the fact that she believed they were looking at the same night sky.
゚+.*゚+.
sansa was also worried abour margaery. she was away from home, from her and from her family. she felt like she was an empty bottle.
she were asking lord baelish everyday if she could write to her platonic lover but he always said "you're gonna see her soon".
but sansa didn't. she has never seen margaery after leaving king's landing. why? oh. because her soul left her body. margaery tyrell was dead. she was killed by cersei and sansa knew that fact.
she lost her soulmate, her friend, her sister, her platonic lover, her hope, her muse, her margaery
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whitmanic · 2 years
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRPJUsqB/
This white European/ south African chick (I'm so sorry to get tik tok mad) responding to "America is the most diverse country" (I don't even agree with that statement bte, I think there's metrics to go by with this and it's a complex issue that is not going to be addressed with a 3 min tik tok or by a late night post by moi) by going "I'd argue that the amount of languages spoken in a country is the easiest way to tell how much culture is IN said country."
1. New York city alone has 350-430 languages present alone. That's one city. That's conservative. Some estimates say 800. If you want to get SUPER conservative with the estimate there are on record 138 or so in schools in Queens. This is one city.
2. Hmmmm... Maybe. Just maybe. Just fucking maybe there are very clear reasons that you, a white European who later goes on to praise yourself for 'you just don't get THESE (positive tone) features without being Scandinavian', don't quite understand the racial and colonial politics that have homogenized many geographical areas in the America's to prioritize English and other western European languages, and it is in fact borderline racist to insinuate that the diversity of America could ever be based on language alone.
3. '13% of Americans have Spanish as a language they speak' 1. That is only NATIVE speakers, not those who speak it as a second language. ,2. That is still 41 million people as native speakers. Which is a population as a SECONDARY language larger in TOTAL population than 48-49 European countries. With secondary speakers, that number jumps to at least 53mil.
4. Sorry I'm still held up on the racist and colonialist fucking tone she takes about Americans speaking English. Like who do you think did that to us? Do you think a LANGUAGE makes us less diverse?
5.therws literally so many other comments I could make but I'm just aghast at someone being this confidently wrong about a a huge country, and by proxy side of the world, with such a straight face. Also in the next video of hers she says that "Hispanic culture is not American" and I won't even get into the LOL of that ignorant ass statement.
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gra-sonas · 2 years
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I deeply apologise for this, I honestly don’t have anyone else to talk to about this and you’re so nice and kind that I feel like I could do it with you. Please, ignore me if you want to, you don’t have to answer or post this. I’ve recently started writing fics (my first time doing it), and I’ve published 3 of them so far. But I cannot help but feel like they are bad, that I shouldn’t be writing them. I don’t get many "hits" and the ones that I get, don’t leave kudos or anything which makes me think that people hated it. They are "short" (the longest one has 4000 words) and I feel that that is not enough. I’m just having a hard time. I know that I shouldn’t care about if people like it, if they comment or leave kudos because I’m writing for me and all of that. But I really can’t help feeling like shit about it and comparing myself with other fic-writers out there. And every day I’m struggling with the idea of wanting to just delete everything. Maybe I just don’t have the mental state to deal with things like these and maybe I should just stop. Thank you for reading and I’m sorry again, you don’t have to answer this. Have a great day!
First of all, there's no need to apologize for anything, nonnie. *sends you a looooooooooooong virtual hug*
Secondly, I'm so sorry that you're feeling the way you do. Putting any kind of creativity out there is always nerve-wracking, especially when you're "new" to doing it. I can imagine how difficult this must be for you, especially bc you don't have anyone to talk to about it.
When I posted my first fic (well, technically not the very first, but the handful of things I wrote long before RNM don't really count imo) 3 years ago, I was dying inside. If it hadn't been for lovely fandom friends, I NEVER would've posted it.
As a non-native English speaker I always felt inadequate/not articulate enough to write in English, plus a million other things I thought my writing was lacking, so I never even tried (before RNM I hadn't written anything in over a decade). Until Malex came along and the urge to write was so overwhelming that I gave it a shot.
And man, I'm so happy that I did. But again, I only posted it bc I had friends who beta-read it for me, who encouraged me and told me it wasn't in fact crap. And lo and behold, I've written a couple more fics over time, and I feel more confident about it nowadays (still dying inside tho when I post something new, that will probably never change :P).
Something that's really hard is not comparing your own writing to that of other writers - especially those who get tons of kudos and comments. In that same regard, it's really hard not to compare the number of hits and kudos your fics are getting to the numbers other writers' writing generates.
Anyway, comparing ourselves to others, that way madness (and unhappiness) lies. Looking at other writers' writing as an inspiration, YES, comparing our own writing to that of others, NO. Easier said than done, I know. :/
Anyway, I think what could be really helpful to you, is joining one of RNM (I'm assuming that you're writing RNM fic, if not, please replace that with the fandom you're writing for) Discord servers. Many fandom writers gather there, chat about fics, bounce ideas around, organize writing sprints, offer beta-reading, and so on. Getting input from others is just so cool and reassuring.
Additional plus: when you post a new fic, there are already a couple of people who know about it and they are often willing to signal-boost a new fic with reblogs.
As for the length of your fics: 4K is amazing, but by far not a necessary word count to attract readers. Most of my fics are shorter, and while I'm certainly not the queen of Kudos/comments, people are kind enough to read my fics. So, really, shorter fics are absolutely okay.
I really hope you'll reconsider re deleting everything. It would be a loss - for the fandom, but also for yourself. You put a lot of work into writing these stories, be kind to yourself and just take the [current] lack of "interaction" for what it is: you are new to this, and most people probably just haven't realized that there's a new writer in town. (Also, if you're writing RNM fic... fandom is still in total hibernation mode, I really hope that changes when S4 starts airing)
Sending you lots of love and writerly encouragement, nonnie. Please keep writing. Please keep putting yourself out there. And most importantly: find "your people", a "cheerleading squad" (and if it's just a squad of one person, squad is squad!) that has your back.
YOU CAN DO IT, I BELIEVE IN YOU! ❤️
P.S.: Funny enough but I'm not a member of any of the open RNM Discord servers, so, if anyone knows of a server or even runs one, please drop a link in the comments or send me a DM and I'll add a link to this post, thanks! 🙌
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Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader, James Potter x Reader
Summary: Perfect hair, perfect life, perfect boyfriend. Everything seemed perfect for Y/N. Until Sirius Black came.
Setting: 21st century
Warnings: cheating, smut, female reader, mentions of drugs, angst, tiny bit of fluff if you squint, creampie, mentions of catholicity, reader is actually an ass, james being cheated on and being completely oblivious to it
words: 5k.
A/N: this is my first time publishing something this big but I really enjoyed writing it, I hope you guys like it. it’s basically high school drama but make it marauders and make it smutty. yeah i just wrote riverdale’s script lol. anyway, i wanna say i’m sorry for language and cultural errors cause this is supposed to be happening in england but i don’t know how they do high school there, english is not even my native language so go easy on me. also im no catholic anymore so if there are anything offensive here please let me know. i just realised most of england is not catholic so this really is a mess.
this is inspired by the song ‘scotty doesn’t know’ by lustra and the movie ‘scott pilgrim vs the world’. link to the music will be at specific the scene.
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His arm is around her waist and both lips are curled up in big smiles. His brown eyes shine at her direction and she laughs, one hand placed against his chest. They look too good to be true, like ceramic figures. And around them, everyone contemplates the power couple in their natural habitat: the schools cafeteria. Their little nobility members make a circle around the couple, but they're only pawns. The king and queen stand with invisible crowns on their heads, ruling the entire school. But, truly, they were happy and in love.
James Potter was no douche. He was a childhood friend of Y/N's, since their parents were friends as well. Things just, sort of, fell into the right place. He was captain of the soccer team and she was the president of the student council. Both amazing students, adored by the professors and the principal. They were everything they were expected to be, children of the wealthiest families of England: perfect. She loved his pure heart and his kindness. He loved her loyalty and her intelligence.
As everybody watched, they kissed. Briefly, no tongue, because after all she was meant to save her purity. He respected that, even admired. So their love demonstrations were usually smiles, hugs and gifts. They were okay with it. School was just their little theatre. The less they showed, the more people wanted them to show.
When the bell rings, they separate and go to different classes. She gossips with her friends about those girls who won't save themselves for marriage. He jokes with his friends about the rival team. The class is over, and before they can meet for their quick chat before James goes to practice, the principal calls her on the speaker, asking for her presence in the office. This wasn't unusual, Y/N had meetings with Mr. Anderson almost daily. She greets his secretary, that tells her to wait in the antechamber. She does so, sitting in the green velvet chair and looking over the window, which has a great view of the soccer field. A few minutes go by and finally Mr. Anderson opens the dark wooden door and tells her to come in. Inside the office, a couple and a student sit in the chairs in front of the principals table. Y/N approaches them, whispering a 'good evening' before recognising Mr. and Mrs. Black, good friends of her family, and their not so friendly son, Sirius Black. She didn't know much about him, he kept it low profile. But by looking at his badly put uniform and sharp features, he didn't seem to care.
"This is Miss L/N, she's the top student of our school, you might have seen her before in our events." The principal begins, and she smiles at the adults. "She surely is the perfect fit to help Sirius get back on his tracks, I believe so."
Confused, she asks:
"I'm sorry Mr. Anderson, I'm not sure I understand what you're talking about."
"The Black family needs your help tutoring Sirius, Miss L/N. He's been... off their expectations, and that needs to be corrected quickly. Of course, extra credit will be given if you succeed. Is that okay?"
Y/N looks at the couple, seeing the hope in their eyes. Then, she looks at Sirius. He looks like a hard work.
"Sure, I'll help him."
It's Sunday afternoon and Y/N just left church. James dropped her off at the Black mansion.
"Call me and I'll pick you up, ok? Love you." He said before leaving.
The butler opens the door. Apparently, only Sirius and the maids are home. She is guided up to his room and knocks on his door. A horrific sound is playing inside: screams and guitars. Metal, probably. When he opens it, he's shirtless and black wearing sweatpants. His dark hair falls over his shoulders, over his chest. The room behind him is messy, the walls are filled with posters of bands and naked women and the floor is filled with graffiti and drink cans. He somehow managed to mutilate the classic bed frame, making it look like it has been through several battles. She looks away, putting her hands in front of her eyes.
"Could you get dressed, please?" He snorts and closes the door. When he's out again, he's wearing a black band shirt with a skull on fire in it. Bizarre. They walk to the house's library and sit on one table. It's a quiet place. A little bit too dark for her taste, her library was filled with chandeliers but this one barely had one. Thankfully, some sunlights came through the window to enlighten the room. She puts her books on top of the wood and sits on a chair.
"Before we start, we should talk a little bit about our working habits-"
"Let me cut you right there. Look, I'm really not interested in your tutoring. I'm only here because my parents are real mad at me. I will not collaborate with this. So, instead of wasting our times, lets get straight to the point. I need to get my grades up. You will help me by doing my assignments. You'll get your extra credit and we won't have to interact. How's that?"
"What? No! I... I won't help you, then. If you don't want to help yourself, then no one will."
"I thought you might say that. Well, then I guess you'll have to tell anyone you failed. Great Y/N couldn't teach me. Your prayers didn't work. You're not so good anymore. It's a shame, really."
She stops. It really wouldn't look good for her.
"At least do the assignments with me. I mean, if we never meet each other, you're parents will know. Perhaps you'll even learn something."
He ponders.
"Alright. Every Sunday then." She nods.
They kept their agreement. Every Sunday James would drop Y/N at the Black's to meet Sirius. The first three sessions were challenging. He really didn't want to help. But, thankfully, she managed to get around him perfectly and by the second month, he was doing almost everything by himself. Sirius Black was intriguing. He never talked about himself. He was a complete mystery. Not to mention he was... bad. All the sinful habits he had. But he was also beautiful. His dark curls framed his face like a portrait. His gray-ish feline eyes were so penetrating Y/N felt like fainting when they pierced her neck. That wasn't uncommon. Her neck, her shoulders, her chest, her legs, even her lips — he glanced at them all. Frequently. She never addressed it because, well, she did it too. Sunday after Sunday the look when he opened the door shirtless lasted longer. She stared at his muscular legs when he wore shorts. She would never confess it, obviously, but she did. And then there were the hand touches. Accidental, most of them. She enjoyed his warmth next to her. She began to crave it. To want more.
James noticed when she turned touchy. Unusual, of course, but he didn't mind. He didn't actually care for purity. How could he? He was a boy, after all. Their kisses lasted longer. No tongue, still, because she wasn't sure how to do so. She would sit on his lap in the cafeteria, hands tangled up his hair. Delicate, however. Nothing too scandalous.
Seeing Sirius in school was confusing. He would smirk at Y/N, and she would greet him with a quick hand gesture. He would also silently laugh at James, but Potter gladly didn't notice.
Last Sunday before winter break, all assignments were finished. As they were saying goodbye to each other, the boy asked:
"Do you wanna, like, do something?"
She gave him a nervous laugh, "Um, like what?"
"You've never done graffiti before, have you?"
She shakes her head.
"Alright, I know a place. But you'll need to get changed."
He handed her one of his black sweatshirts and pulled her by the hand. In the back of the house there was a hidden garage with a mini van in it. It was white and had doodles all around it. They got in and drove to a place far from where L/N used to go. He parked at a dark alley and grabbed a bag.
"Hey, you two!" A manly voice sounds from behind them, and a soft light is in their direction.
Sirius pulls Y/N by the hand, who drops the can to the floor and quickly start running. The boy guides her through multiple aisles, going in a zigzag direction until the footsteps no longer follow them. They go over a tunnel and stop close to some woods. She has a hard time running that fast and when they finally stop L/N feels a burn in her lungs and her blood is circulating way too fast. It feels incredible.
"Oh my god!" She laughs, putting her hair behind her ears. "I can't believe we just did that, it was such a rush!"
Sirius nods, smiling as he wipes the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. He glances at her, still euphorically laughing with a bit of red paint on her cheek. She looks amazing. Alive.
"Can we do it again? I-" She looks at him, furrowing her eyebrows and biting her lower lip. He waits. Finally, she whispers, "I think I wanna kiss you."
There's a pause, in which only the cicadas are heard. What even made her say that? Adrenaline, obviously. Or perhaps the smell of the toxins in the paint. She feels stupid.
"You think?"
"No, I-... I do want to kiss you."
He tries to contain a smirk and she holds her breath. Before she can turn around and run away, he takes her in by placing a hand on the side of her neck, just under her ear. Their lips meet and it's... different. It's not calm and sweet as it used to be with James. It's warm, desperate and even a little bit violent. She puts both hands on his chest and they slowly travel to his collarbones and neck, just as his' stop at her waist and pull their hips together. Their tongues meet and it's unexpectedly incredible. Y/N can't get enough of it.
They quickly get out of breath and separate a bit, their faces less than a inch apart. When she tries to get back to it, he stops her.
"We should probably go somewhere safe, you know."
She ignores the accelerated heartbeat inside her and agrees. They head back to the mini van.
Her skin is on fire, but he still puts his hands under her sweatshirt and trace them up, until the piece of clothing goes over her head. He's on top of her, black curls pending in the air. He stares at her lace bra for a moment, before attacking her neck with soft bites. She sighs and unconsciously moves her hips against him. Her mind is filled with lust, not letting any space left for her thoughts. He giggles, quickly taking off his own shirt. In a moment, they're both in only underwear, skin on skin. Without further ado, his right hand sits on her core, over the panty. He proudly feels it drenched and makes sure to keep eye contact as he presses it lightly. She suspires as he circles her sensible clitoris, enjoying the electric waves going through her body. Sirius puts the cloth to the side and explores the outside of her entry with his middle finger. She nods at him, consenting. Slowly, he penetrates her. She groans at the pain, forcing her eyes shut. Tears accumulate in the sides. When she recomposes with a deep breath, he takes his finger out and penetrates her again. And again. And again. Until she's used to the feeling, desiring it. He wishes to play with her for longer, but the throbbing sensation under his stomach was starting to hurt. So he takes out his already hard cock, lubrificating it with the wetness pooled on the tip. Quickly glancing at her breasts and messy hair, he can't hold no longer. He enters her with a groan and start a pace. Her legs curl around his waist. Her loud moans are muffled by his lips, that also often let a moan out. The erotic sounds made by their bodies meeting excite her even more, making her orgasm start to build up. She begs for him to go faster, harder, deeper. She screams his name and swear words in a sense she doesn't even understand. At this point, she has no control over what's leaving her mouth. It finally comes, the wave of pleasure that completely washes out her senses. It leaves her numb, legs shaking and dark circles in her vision. The clenching around him it's too much, so Sirius tries to pull out so he can finally release. He is stopped by her legs, that firmly hold him at the same place.
"Inside, please..." She asks and the effect is immediate. He fills her with his cum and she loves the dripping sensation afterwards. She loves the feeling of him inside of her and misses it the moment he's out. He falls on top of her, heavy breathing — both of them. Something clicks inside her brain, like the first time you hit weed, and just like that she's addicted to him.
They meet several times during the break. Y/N tells James she's going shopping. He trusts her. He loves her. Surprisingly, she loves him too. She does not love Sirius. It's only physical. She didn't care for what he had to say. She wanted his body. It's not immoral, after all, that was what he wanted too. He never explicitly said that but kept it going even though he knew she was dating James. There was an unspoken agreement to don't tell anyone about their relationship.
Anyways, winter break was over and they had to go back to reality. They would sneak out to an abandoned classroom during lunch time, and she would laugh a little harder every time at his jokes. He would stare at her eyes, not her body, for longer. They would play with each other's hands while they talked, tangling their fingers.
"I wish we could do this anywhere," Sirius once mumbled. Y/N giggled in response, as her cheeks heated a bit.
Sirius turned out more talkative, trying to get along with some of her friends. He flirted with all of them, of course, but his eyes weren't shining the way they did when he looked at L/N. He started getting riskier. Touching her shoulder to ask for a pen in class, James on her side. Keeping the pen so she would have to meet with him. Using extra perfume so the scent would stick with her. Potter was simply oblivious to not notice it.
On his birthday, James rented a club and invited uncountable people to a massive party. Free entry, free drinks, free everything. Y/N was the perfect accessory for the night, full face makeup in a sparkly tight dress. He bought it himself. She thought using purity to decline it was too hypocritical of her, considering she was getting railed every Sunday. Three hours into the party, he barely talked to her. He was drinking with his friends and didn't want to dance with her.
"I need to go to the loo," She whispered on his ear, leaving before he could respond.
She squeezes herself across the crowd, casually stepping on some girls toes. She grabs her phone and writes a text.
'where are you? i'm bored.'
'just got to the parking lot, doll', Sirius answers.
'don't come in, i'll meet you there.'
Y/N takes a while to recognise his actual car, not his van, in the ocean of vehicles. She gets on the passengers seat, sighting.
"It's that bad?" He asks.
"Ugh, shut up." She takes his mouth quickly, throwing her legs to the drivers seat and getting on top of him.
They do it once, twice, three times before both are too tired to keep on.
"Okay, that's it. What's going on?" It was the ending of April, the spring’s warmth blocked by the windows in James's bedroom. He sits beside Y/N on the bed, while she raises an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. You've been acting all weird lately. You never want to come close to me or touch me anymore. Hell, you barely even look at me." The answer is clear in her mind. Anything she wants to do she does it with Sirius. But the hurt present in his voice makes her say something else. She still loved him.
"I don't know, I just- I guess I've been anxious about college and stuff. I'm sorry, truly." He nods in understanding.
“I also thought you might’ve been bugged by Lily, you know, since she’s been all over me lately.” He says in a lower tone, making Y/N furrow her eyebrows. She hadn’t even noticed that. Her best friend actually did that? “I made it clear to her that wasn’t interested, just so you know. No need to be insecure over that, hm?”
“Yeah, actually it really made me uncomfortable.” Exactly what he wanted to hear, for sure. “I was trying to ignore it but… it freaks me out. Knowing there’s so much option for you out there. A bunch of beautiful girls juts waiting to grab a piece of you.” She continued, suggestively glancing at him.
He pouts, actual tears forming in his eyes. He sights and hugs tightly his girlfriend.
“Princess, there’s no need to worry. I love you and you only. The others? They don’t matter to me. I want you.”
Wow. Y/N screwed up big time. How could’ve she cheat on the most caring and adorable boy ever? And with a stray dog? A junkie. That wasn’t her. She was the golden girl. The pride of her family. Pure, innocent and, well, perfect. Sirius had done that to her. Sirius Black made her sin. He corrupted her. Like the snake in Eden. Now Eve is fated to wilderness, in forever suffering. No. She bit the forbidden fruit but there’s still time to undo it. She will redeem herself. Love and worship James, be devoted to him.
When he softly kisses her, she can feel the salty tears wet her cheek. She quickly makes the kiss more sensual, freeing casual sighs that might come. Potter is skeptical at first and lets her lead him. He trusts her. L/N gets on top of him, separating to take his shirt off. When she tries to go back, he stops her.
“Are you sure you want to?” James asks, and his worry is genuine. He knows how much purity was important to her. How much it was supposed to be. She nods.
“Yes. I want you, forever. I’m ready.” He smiles and kisses her again. In a moment, he’s on top of her while she lays on the soft bed. And when she thinks he’s about to take his trousers off, he heads south.
The sex is good. James is not quite as experienced as Sirius, she can’t help but compare, but he certainly is experienced. Differently from Black, he praised her. Wanted her to have a good time too. He enjoyed preliminaries, teasing and going slow. She found out she enjoyed it too. She didn’t feel filthy or used. It felt right.
James, of course, thinks he just won the lottery. He’d gotten himself a virgin that fucked like a porn star. Poor boy. When they finish, he doesn’t fall asleep. He tells her to go clean up, asks if she’s hurt in any way, if she wants something. She asks for water and goes to take a bath. Nice and clean, they sleep together. She lays on his chest as he caresses her back with his thumb. She’s back in heaven. There’s no snake, no apple. Only Adam and Eve.
The morning after, she feels bad about how she has treated James. She wants to change. But it seams that the more she tried to block it, the more the sin came back to her mind. She was mad at herself for giving in so easily. For not have fought for her purity. She can’t talk to her friends, they would judge her and tell everyone. Her parents also wouldn’t understand. She has no one.
“How long has it been since you last confessed?” The priest’s voice sounds in the cabin.
“Five months, Father.” She whispers, shamed.
“Confess your sins, child.” It took four words to make her throat close. Her hands are shaking as she shifts her knees on the wood, gasping for air.
“I was corrupted by lust and greed. I gave away my purity, my virginity, to a boy I don’t love, who’s not the one I’m promised to. I did it multiple times and I have not yet told my boyfriend. But I love him, I want to be his wife, to be devoted to him. I want to make up for my sins, Father. I don’t want to be a sinner.”
There is a pause. Not even a breathing is heard. Y/N sniffles to hold back a tear. Then a tsk sound is made.
“Child, we are all sinners. What differ us from those who’ll end in hell is our will to change. To be better. To make better choices. Nothing is lost. God loves all of his creations, so he gave us the freedom to do as we want. You’ve wanted to sin. Now you want to redeem yourself. God is merciful.”
His words build up the strength she needed to move the mountains in her way.
“Thank you, Father.”
“As your penance, you shall say five Hail Mary’s. And I welcome you to say an act of contrition as well.”
She takes a big breath, recomposing herself, and does so. She leaves the confessional, feeling light as a feather.
Sirius approaches her at school, with a smirk on his face.
“Good morning, cupcake. Gotta tell you something.” He says, leaning against her neighbour locker and holding her chin with his right hand. She slams her own, after getting her needed books for the day.
“What are you doing?” She takes his hand off her. “We’re in public.”
“There’s barely anyone in the hallway, pup.”
“Barely isn’t enough. And don’t call me that.” She stars walking away from him.
“You sure did wake up a little bitter today, huh?” He follows her. She groans. They’re passing by a brooms closet. She pushes him inside it and closes the door.
“Um… Okay. Freaky.” He puts a hand on her waist, leaning in.
“Shut up! We need to talk.” She takes his hand off her, again.
“Yeah, right! Remember how I told you about the band I was in? We’re about to put on a huge gig and I wanted you to-“
“I’m ending this.” Y/N cuts him.
“What?” His expression is still the same smile he had on while talking.
“This.” She gestures the space between them. “Us. Whatever this is. It can’t keep on going.” His smile slowly fades away, being replaced by a concerned facade.
“Why…?”
“Because I’m in love with James, and this was a mistake, Sirius.”
“You’ve been banging another guy for what, four months, and now you decide you’re in love with you boyfriend? What the hell is that?”
“It shouldn’t concern you, it doesn’t matter. Let’s just move on and forget it happened.”
“Well but it fucking does!” He spits, his figure growing in front of her, the angle of her neck feeling larger than usual. “It matters to me, okay? Hell, I- fuck it, I fell in love with you! And now you tell me you wanna be with that bonkers? Fuck this!”
The girl was stunned. Frightened. She didn’t expect that reaction.
“Don’t say that about him.” She whispers.
“Oh that’s the part that got your attention? You wanna know what? James Tiny-Weeny Potter is a fucking waker, that’s what he is.”
“What is wrong with you?” A hard slap explodes on the side of his cheek. Her next words come as a scream. “It’s not him, it’s you! You are the problem, Sirius Black! You’re just such a blighter you can’t be good for me, or for anyone!”
His face is contorted in such upset expression it makes her wonder if she’s gotten too far. No one speaks for a minute. The boy bites the inside part of his lower lip and looks away.
“Fine.” His tone is hurt, clearly. “Have a good happily ever after.”
He storms out of the small room, raven locks leaving behind his scent. That would be the last time Y/N would feel it. She blinked a couple times, got her hair ready, reared up and left the room with a big —fake— smile.
The following weeks were great. She was getting back to her reality, spending more time with her friends. James was so drunkenly in love he would gift her multiple times in a week, with high fashion items — mostly bags and shoes, because he knew how much she loved a good Chanel. They took their usual spot in the cafeteria, but a couple of things changed. Since her ‘first time’, he’d gotten more touchy. She sat on his lap and he forgot about everything else. He made his life purpose to look her deeply in the eyes and repeatedly tell her how much he loved her. Over and over, until their friends got diabetes from how sweet it was.
No one noticed Sirius Black watching it from afar, as his days got more and more blue — or red, if you may. Most of the days he wouldn’t even go to school, because it was impossible to wake up at 7am when you spent your night doing drugs and the closest human being. Fortunately, as one has said before, artists are those who turn suffering into art, and some time later he focused on his band and songwriting. But, still, it was hard to watch the only girl that ever mattered to him slowly drift away.
The weeks went by and prom was getting dangerously close. And, of course, Y/N already had her outfit ready. She grew anxious with so many tasks from the student council. All the things she’d have to say. Make a great speak, they said, you’ll be the voice of this year’s class. Good thing the party itself wasn’t her responsibility. So many applications she had to send, too. All late, due to the time she wasted on Black. That goddamn name kept coming back to her head, like a ghost trying to haunt her. And his face, his lips, his hair, his body. It was all too much. To top all of that, there were rumours of James wanting to propose. No, those weren’t reliable. Lily said to Y/N that Marlene told her that Alice heard Peter tell Dorcas that told… Probably false. Right? She believed so, because any other thing for her to worry about would make her explode.
Prom finally comes and Y/N wants to kiss whoever planned it. It’s wonderful. Red Carpet themed, all students must be taken pictures by the paparazzi — school’s newspaper photographers — before entering the wide hall. A stage is in one wall, currently with a DJ running the music. There are disco globes hanging on the ceiling that reflect the lights forming tiny rainbows across the room. It truly makes her feel like a celebrity. She poses several times with James, in a green dress which’s tone matches perfectly her skin tone. Golden jewellery make her shine in the crowd. She dances all night long, until there’s a change in the stage.
They took the DJ’s table away and put up some instruments. The night is almost over so everyone is excited to discover what’s going on. A blond boy enters the stage, sitting by the drums. Y/N recognises him as Remus Lupin, they used to have classes together in sophomore year. She barely knows anything about him, but his hair is messy and he has some smudged eyeliner on him. He wears ripped jeans and a black t-shirt. Then, a ginger boy comes in, black jeans and a leather jacket. Must be a Weasley, she thinks. He stands close to the bass and ends up grabbing it. The crowd is growing, so James and Y/N hold their hands so they don’t loose themselves. Sirius Black steps into the stage and she gets out of breath. Black vinil pants. Shirtless. Carrying a red guitar. The snake tattoo she adored on his half-exposed crotch. He stands to the microphone. Turns it on and a loud pinch goes around the room.
“One, two” He tests it. When it works, he smiles. That damn smirk. “Hello everyone, we are Sex Bob-Omb and we hope you’re having a great fucking night!” The crowd screams. “Our first song goes to a very nice pal, whose name is… well, you’ll know it soon.”
Lupin’s drumsticks tap three times and the bass starts the music.
James doesn’t know that Y/N and me
Do it in my van every Sunday
James looks at his girlfriend, so does everyone in the room, mouth agape. She stares at the singer, unbelieved.
She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go
Still she's on her knees and James doesn't know
The instrumental goes on and Potter tries to escape the scene.
“Jamie, wait!” She screams after him, but the music is too loud. The crowd is going crazy. Half dancing, half laughing. The brunet leaves her eyesight and she turns to the stage, middle finger up. “FUCK YOU!” She screams, leaving to find her boyfriend somewhere.
pt. 2 - healed
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Hi there! Sorry if this is an awkward question, but do you have any information/sources about the relationship of Dionysus and Ariadne? I'm working on a little project, and I just wanna make sure I'm not writing anything super offensive or inaccurate. I appreciate any help you can provide! sincerely, a non Greek just trying to learn.
Hello! There are no bad or awkward questions! Even the fact that you ask and want to learn is polite, so no worries!
I had to take some time, search a bit and ask around because - unfortunately!! - Greeks don't roam the coffee shops with ancient texts in hand and we can't recite sources out of the top of our heads 😁😁 What is more, the meta-analytic works we usually buy are in Greek and we can't suggest a Greek book to someone who doesn't speak the language or lives abroad and cannot order it.
Aaaanyways, a good start will be theoi.com where many things are mentioned and there are sources at the bottom.
I suggest that people also look at Wikipedia because if you scroll right down to the bottom there are many papers and books you can check!
But also in the main article itself, there is great information and good tables like this, where under Sources you can see who wrote about Ariadne and in what work!
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(Homer, Hesiod, Apollonius of Rhodes, Diodorus Siculus, (Pseudo?) Apollodorus etc) Now, Ovid is usually not the best source, so give more importance to the other writers (especially the older, Greek ones) so just read him like an addition, if you like.
I know it's a "little project" so maybe you don't need to read everything under the sun, but at least you'll know what's out there! And you can read articles that analyze these works on Dionysus and Ariadne.
You can do the same research to "understand" Dionysus, to get a clearer picture of how the ancients saw him. The play "Bacchae" really helped me grasp that for many ancient Greeks Dionysus was so revered as Jesus to Greeks today! (The parts where Dionysus was praised were very similar to later Christian appraisals of Christ) After that, I was less inclined to enjoy fics and books that made Dionysus appear as a drunkard fool with no importance.
Of course, I still have fun and I don't have a heart attack once I hear jokes about Dionysus! But you can tell that too many people haven't researched about him and they only went along with the drunkard stereotype and ignore all his power and sense of justice. I feel they do him dirty 😩
-- His name in Greek is Dionysos, as you probably know, so in case you have characters calling him in Greek you might want to use that version. Dionysus is more of the Latin spelling. English speakers, though, often use the Latin spelling, as they use "Helen" and not "Eleni" (or Helene, as the English speakers might want to write it) for the queen of Paris. I am just putting the option of "Dionysos" out there 😁
I wish I could write a huge, super accurate post about the couple with every mention of every ancient writer, and what each detail means, but this will take some years off my life 😂 Even scholars take one thing at a time.
Sooo, I can only steer you a bit towards a direction! I hope your project goes splendidly and I have managed to help somehow!
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