#We are free and at the same time we follow a script

[indieyuugure]

Officially asking your timeline for the 2012 series!

Feel free to answer in two parts if that's easier (and/or less confusing) considering the first three seasons are less convoluted than the last two.

Thanks!

Yeah! Of course here you go:

So this is assuming that the Turtles’ birthday is in the spring, I could of course be wrong, but it seems unlikely it’s a different time.

Okay so first thing you probably notice is that the time line doesn’t start in 2012, it starts in 2011. It’s weird but according to Rocksteady’s résumé, they joined the foot clan in 2013, but they do that in season 3, which should be about 3 years later.

There’s also a few other things, including the fact that Kraang Prime states I believe in season 3 that it has been 2 years since their first invasion. I’m not as certain on that one as someone told me about that, if you have an episode number that’d be great.

If you can prove me wrong on this really weird error I would be genuinely delighted.

So I guess starting with season 1 and 2’s distance, there’s a line between Casey and Raph during the episode The Invasion Part 1 where Casey states it’s been 1 year since the last invasion: (source: turtlepedia.fandom.com)

So that means that season 1 and 2 have to span 2 years. Mikey also states there was a month gap between the first and second season heard in The Mutation Situation: (as in season 2 episode 1, not my comic)

After season 2, stuff starts getting a bit weird. Assuming we ignore the animation error that there is no snow on the ground and the trees have green leaves in early December in Massachusetts, then it’s definitely true that 3 months have passed since December so now it’s March, which makes sense for there to be no snow.

There’s another really odd error in The Croaking, where Michelangelo introduces himself as being 15 years old, when actually he’s 16 almost (or is, depending on their birthday) 17. I figure though that’s probably an error with the script writers and not related to the actual timeline.

Then of course there’s the time travel dilemma. At the end of season 3 it ends with the planet being blown up and they travel back in time an amount that Donnie claims to be 6 months given the Earth’s position in comparison to the sun.

However, there are a few issues to this. One being that in the episode Trans-Dimensional Turtles(season 4, ep 10) the turtles go back in time. The time is unclear until the end when a Kraathatrogon pops out of a portal that is the same one that they threw into a portal back in the episode The Manhattan Project(episode 13, s2)way back in season 2. Unfortunately this means that either A) all of season 2 and 3 covers 6 months, which is definitely not true, or B) Donnie was wrong about how long they were actually in Space.

Now the tricky part is the question “Well if Donnie was wrong, then how long were they ACTUALLY in space.” Now I made the guess that maybe it’s more like 1 and a half years because that way Donnie was still right, he didn’t realize how many times the Earth had made a full circle, so it’s more plausible.

I have some issues with how he guessed 6 months, because they are right next to the Earth, but the Earth has an elliptical orbit around the sun, so 6 months would be half a circle, so unless they were also following the earth in it’s orbit, it would actually need to be 1 or 2 years—one or two full circles to the same position—but whatever I guess. Diagram of what I mean:

The other issue is that yes, now we have a point of reference in the first timeline, but where was that in the Space timeline. There’s not a clear answer, but given that there are 14 episodes in the space arc, The Manhattan Project taking place at episode 10, and the fact that the turtles bemoan the fact that the last few episodes are actually incredibly far spaced because of travel time, I’m going to assume it’s somewhere between the first 1/3 and middle of their time in space.

(In this diagram it’s more like 1.667 years, but whatever)

So after that you have season 4 which is even harder to pinpoint the length of be about half of it is the space arc, now, you could say that the remainder 2013 is also the rest of season 4, however another question arises with Rocksteady’s résumé where he states that he stopped working for the Foot in 2016, though I’m not sure when he’s considering their work for the foot to have ended (if you have an episode that’d be great) so I’m not really sure.

So unfortunately, everything after the end of the Space arc I have no clue on, though it seems you were mostly interested in the first half.

I basically have no clue for season 5, but most of it is silly “what-ifs” so I doubt most of it has a time line placement.

So yeah, that’s my wacky timeline research, please nit-pick as much as you can. My goal is to create an official timeline so if you have more stuff to add to this that might clarify things, or prove things differently, I’m all ears!

Hopefully that made any amount of sense, feel free to ask more questions :]

#tmnt #q&a #timeline #timeline nonesense #tmnt 2012

[juliaridulaina]

Som lliures i alhora seguim un guió//We are free and at the same time we follow a script//Somos libres y al mismo tiempo seguimos un guión

Quan passa quelcom inesperat se sol dir que és la voluntat de Déu, però no hauríem de pensar així, perquè aquesta forma de pensar ens fa vulnerables i poc responsables; no assumim que som els factòtums dels nostres actes. PUNT: El Pare, Déu, no s’asseuría a castigar-vos. Aquest és un drama automàtic predestinat que continua. Hi han dos factors encadenats: el drama o l’anomenat univers, i, el…

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[1989tvcore]

tied by music. - charles leclerc. chapter one.

summary; in which a songwriter gets in contact with the il predestinato to help her in creating her most personal album.

face claim; taylor swift

pairing(s); charles leclerc x fem! singer! reader, zayn malik x ex! fem! singer! reader. smau.

warning(s); toxic/unfaithful relationship, reader in a very bad mental state during break-up but she’s eventually healed, zayn is the douchebag i sincerely apologise. </3 (most of these are shown in the following parts)

author note; can we please um… ignore the fact that um… this is literally the script for my um… fame dr… ANYWAYS HERE’S COMPOSER CHARLES TO COMFORT YOU! 🤍 this series will have many parts or maybe just two, we’ll see how it plays out.

masterlist | chapter 2

english isn’t my first language, credits to rightful owners.

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popbase Song-writer & Musician Y/N Y/LN & former One-Direction & Musician member Zayn Malik have officially broken up after 6 years of being together, TMZ reports.

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user6 oh that y/nayn stan account must be crying now that the rumors are confirmed …

y/nayncrumbs user6 i literally just turned suicidal.

ynphobic y/nayncrumbs u know damn well this was long due …

user47 user6 can you blame them?

user58 THANK GOD, that man was insufferable when it came to their relationship

user13 user58 silent like

user0 user58 do y’all ever shut up

user58 user0 just wait until y/n releases a new album x

user99 NO PLS SAY SIKE RN

user33 user99 YES PLS DO I CAN’T HANDLE THIS I’M IN CLASS

user13 user99 girl she’s free???

user1989 wait a sec … remember when we got y/n6 rumors a few months ago?? DID HE CHEAT?? ZAYN IT’S ON SIGHT.

user17 user1989 they might’ve just not announced it when they actually broke up 🤡

user1989 user17 they were spotted together multiple times during y/n6 rumors and he was literally ignoring her while talking to models???

user16 why is nobody mentioning how charles leclerc has literally been helping y/n to make y/n6???

user55 user16 same question right here.

user4 user16 how do you know it’s for y/n6?

user16 user4 y/n has mentioned multiple times that she admires charle’s music and would love to work with him on a project of hers or his

user77 user16 Y/N IS A F1 GIRLIE??

user16 user77 since she was a child 🤧

yourusername just posted a story!

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user1989 GIRL WE KNOW THAT’S CHARLES’ KEYBOARD

user13 this album will break us all so bad.

user16 hi pls attend the next grand prix tyvm

charles_leclerc you must be in jail for not sending me the first picture.

yourusername charles_leclerc surprise? 😁

charles_leclerc yourusername yeah yeah whatever now send me the picture so i can make it my wallpaper 😌

charles_leclerc just posted a story!

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user1989 SHUT UP IT’S LITERALLY THE SAME KEYBOARD

f1wagsource soft launch, no?

user65 CHARLES HERVE PERCEVAL LECLERC IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS.

yourusername no bc i’m literally announcing our baby tomorrow

charles_leclerc yourusername I know 🫶🏻

yourusername charles_leclerc i’m so nervous

charles_leclerc yourusername there’s no reason to be nervous sweetheart. whatever happens I’m here.

yourusername charles_leclerc stop being such a good boyfriend you know i’m not used to men like you 😔

charles_leclerc yourusername I really don’t plan on stopping anytime soon cherié.

yourusername charles_leclerc please do not! i love you 💞💓💕💗💝💘💖

charles_leclerc yourusername i love you too babe, now go rest you’ve got many promotions starting tomorrow.

yourusername

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yourusername Surprise surprise! The first single of my new album “Metanoia” (coming out April 23), “we can’t be friends (wait for your love)” comes out tomorrow evening!

Thank you my whole team for making this album possible. I’m so grateful for all the wonderful and talented artists who took part in the creation of “Metanoia”, truly couldn’t be more lucky to have people like you by my side. Whether that is as colleagues or friends. In addition, there was one special someone who took HUGE part in writing, composing and producing this album with me, someone who I have very close to my heart. @charles_leclerc, the man, the monegasque himself. Thank you for agreeing to helping me bring into real life my deepest emotions and thoughts, you stood by me during very hard times in my life, I will always be thankful for that. Studio sessions with you are my only good memories of the hell I’ve been through last year.

And to the fans, thank you for supporting me always. I hope you’re excited for this project as much as I am. See you tomorrow for the premiere of the “we can’t be friends (wait for you love)” music video!

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arianagrande congrats!! can’t wait to listen♡

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yourusername arianagrande my girl 🤍

iamrebeccad can’t wait for tomorrow 🥰

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yourusername iamrebeccad love you so much. 🥹💗

francisca.cgomes album of the year already

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yourusername francisca.cgomes tearing up, thank you so much kika. 🥹🤍

lilymhe so in love with you! 💗

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yourusername lilymhe my #1 gf 🥹💞

alex_albon lilymhe excuse me?

rachelzegler I THINK I’M CRYING??

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niallhoran Congrats sis!

yourusername niallhoran Thank you Niall! 🫶🏻

user29 niallhoran oh zayn fucked up big time

user32 niallhoran THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS EVERYTHING

ynayncrumbs niallhoran oh it’s really over.

user1989 DID I ACTUALLY JUST MANIFEST Y/N6????

user13 user1989 OH MY FUCK YOU DID

user45 user1989 I think you graduated from tom holland manifestation university!

user16 WHERE’S THE TRACKLIST??

user88 user16 she’ll probably reveal it later

user99 EVERYONE SHUT UP NEW Y/N MV TOMORROW!!?!?

user30 user99 I’ve got a feeling it’ll have a love interest

user99 user30 SAME

charles_leclerc So proud of you! ❤️

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yourusername charles_leclerc Thank you Charlie! 🥹

ynphobic charles_leclerc I think I’m not breathing anymore.

user49 charles_leclerc I’M CRYING TEARS OF HAPPINESS.

landonorris having early access to this album: it’s good ig…

yourusername landonorris did you think the same when you were crying to the whole tracklist?

landonorris yourusername YOU DID NOT.

alex_albon landonorris get ended nowins 🤣‼️

landonorris alex_albon FUCK YOU

user11 I’M LITERALLY CRYING BC WDYM CHARLES ALMOST GOT A PARAGRAPH DEDICATED TO HIM??

yourusername user11 he deserves it more than anything. 🤍

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[pilot-boi]

god now i’m just imagining Blake suddenly realizing and saying “you knew you had to drink the poison”

And Jaune just isn’t able to meet anyone’s eyes

The five sit around a campfire scrounged together from dead brush in an alcove protected from the desert wind. Their conversation is slow, comforting, filled with hushed reassurances and rueful laughter.

With the benefit of distance, of being free, talk eventually turns to Jaune’s missing years. Simple curiousity, simple questions.

He doesn’t answer everything, but every word he says seems to draw some invisible hurt from a wound left festering for too long.

It’s Blake that brings it up.

Of course she is. She was the one to realize they were in a fairytale, the one who reminded them all how to play along with the fantasy while keeping their sanity. Their resident bookworm.

Of course she’s the one who realizes that their friend knew going in that he was probably going to die before the end of “the story.”

“Jaune?” Blake’s voice is quiet, but calm as a pool of water. “You knew, didn’t you?” Weiss can see how her amber eyes narrow, the agitated flick of her ears, but none of her distress is betrayed in her voice.

Which is just as well, because Jaune doesn’t meet any of their eyes, he just watches the fire. The white locks in his hair are stark against the rest, and not for the first time Weiss wonders if they’re a result of age or stress or something worse.

“Not right away,” he replies. And is that better or worse? That it took a little while for him to realize that he’d die before the story’s end, and he still kept to the script? “Before we reached the Red King.”

“Were you… Did you…” Weiss isn’t sure what she wants to ask, or if she even wants an answer. Were you scared? Did you know when it would happen? Were you ready? Did you want it to happen?

“I had to follow the story,” he says eventually, his voice breaking with emotion. Aged beyond his years, and yet still as young as any of them. “I had… It was my role. I couldn’t- I had to-”

“The Rusted Knight drank the poison in her stead,” Ruby says hollowly. “Would you have done it for me?” Jaune’s head shoots up, fast as a bullet, his face a mask as hard as the metal of his helmet.

Blue eyes aged beyond the years of the face they rest in meet silver eyes haunted by death and rebirth. The tension in the air is taut as a bow string, as the two leaders seem to communicate something only they understand.

A chunk of ice the size of her fallen home drops into Weiss’s stomach. The poison. The tea.

If Jaune had been there in time, would he have even hesitated to drink the tea for Ruby? Finally fulfilling his fairytale role? Finally doing something “right?”

Weiss is quite sure that would’ve only ended with BOTH leaders on the verge of ascension, instead of one. Because if Ruby had lost another friend, Weiss is certain that it would’ve pushed her over an edge she would never have returned from.

The desert wind fills the silence.

Jaune’s gaze falls back to the fire. “After the Herbalist, I was desperate to get the story back on track. I would’ve done anything to fix what I broke.”

“Even die?” Yang’s voice is steady as stone, but her hand is shaking in Blake’s grasp.

There are tears dripping down his face. He never processed this, Weiss realizes. He never processed anything, stuck as he was as the only thing changing in a world where everything stayed the same.

“I just wanted to do something right.” His voice sounds like he dropped it on the floor, it shattered, and he kept using it anyway. Cracky in that way it used to in Beacon. Too old and too young.

“I was the Rusted Knight, a paragon of virtue and glory, but I was messing it all up.” As he speaks, his voice gets more frantic, more hitched with tears. “We were at the end, there was no more story left. There was only one thing I could do to make sure they got their happy ending. And- And I-”

“I’m glad you didn’t have to,” Ruby interrupts, her voice choking with tears. I hate that it happened, that she poisoned you, but I’m glad you didn’t have to.” And again, it’s his fellow leader’s voice that draws Jaune out of himself.

But this time he looks like Jaune, all wide eyes and soft edges, not the metal of the Rusted Knight he was protecting himself with before. And Ruby looks like Ruby, older and wiser but with a spark of hope in her teary eyes that Weiss didn’t realize has been missing until they all almost lost it forever.

Ruby stands and walks around the fire, her boots making furrows in the sand, and pulls him into a hug. Jaune blinks, half afraid, half confused.

“It wasn’t your fault.”

Weiss barely hears Ruby murmur this over the crackle of the flames, and whether she’s talking about Penny or Alyx or Pyrrha or Atlas or any number of things that both leaders have blamed themselves for over the years, Weiss doesn’t know.

But what she does know is that when Jaune chokes out a sob and buries his face in Ruby’s hair, and Ruby drops to her knees clings to her best friend like he’s the only thing anchoring her to Remnant, something slots back into place in the universe. Something that fractured almost beyond repair on the shore of a razed village of paper stars.

Jaune’s hair is streaked with white, Ruby’s whole body is shaking with sobs, and Jaune is whispering apologies that Ruby is meeting with her own. But they’re both still here. It feels like healing, or the very start of it.

And maybe Jaune would have drunk the poison for Alyx, but he didn’t get to. And maybe Jaune would have drink the tea for Ruby, but he didn’t get to. The world was full of what-ifs, gods the Ever After probably used as them as damn building blocks.

But what matters is that he didn’t, and that he would never have to.

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #mine #asks #my writing #ethans express

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Can I request Glitchy red being followed around by a Child NPC with Ice types who he defeated..and at that moment they gained sentience/snapped outta the NPC behavior and now..travels and follows him around bc they’re like “WOAHHH YOUR SO COOL!! :00 :3” and like chats up a storm and and see him as they’re idol and as a big brother figure and wants to be friends with him headcanons? He isn’t lonely anymore! :3

Awe yeah wholesome times <3

........

"I guess that's one way to break the ice!"

Although it may have been humorous to the player, Glitchy Red wasn't laughing at your post-battle line at all.

Nor did he feel any sort of victory in defeating you, one of the only NPCs with a functional Pokémon battle.

You did have some high-leveled ice types for such a young trainer class, but that just reminded him of how broken this game is...and how you really weren't any different from the others.

You were merely puppeteered by scripted dialogue, standing in the same place forever as you handed him his prize: a thousand pokedollars.

Yet he didn't wanna take them. He had millions in his inventory already, but it was all useless to him.

So he tries returning them to you, insisting that you deserved it more.

But you don't even react, instead repeating that same phrase over and over again.

"Take the damn money, kid. You need it more than me."

"I guess that's one way to break the ice!"

"I swear if you say that one more time..."

"I guess that's one way to-!"

"Shut up." In a small fit of frustration, Glitchy Red takes your hand and puts the money into your palm himself, fingers curling around it as he stares intensely at you with glowing eyes.

Yet his anger quickly subsides..and he wonders why tf he thought anything would be different with you.

He's just so lonely here and wishes somebody would wake up.

But after seeing you glitch, he steps back and thinks you're gonna disappear into oblivion thanks to him.

He turns away, not wanting to see it.

However he barely takes a few steps forward before he feels something grab the back of your shirt.

And it's...your hand????

"Red, it's you!! The champion!! Oh my gosh...what happened to this place? Why is everything so weird?"

He's stunned into complete silence, taking a moment to process the fact that someone must've heard him.....because you broke free of your programming!

He doesn't know how you did it or how he could've done it, but he's shocked as he watches you heal your Pokémon, bringing out the Cloyster, Dewgong, and Lapras he just defeated.

"Everyone! This is Red, and he's the coolest!! Can you believe we had a chance to fight him???" You whisper excitedly to your team, completely aware of the tall menacing glitchy man standing next to you.

Ever since then, you've been following him around the map, but mostly in Glitch City where you saw the same anomalies as him.

Yet you weren't have a total freakout or a crisis over it like he did....as you're too busy chatting about everything you admired about him.

And even though you have sentience now, you still retained your habit of using ice-related puns

He's certain you're mistaking his achievements for the actual Red's...or the version of himself in Gold that got casted as a "final boss" NPC.

However, you didn't seem aware of that. So who was he to crush your dreams?

Especially the dreams of the only other character in this cursed world that liked him and could talk to him?

Besides, being deemed a failure by his creators and basically left to rot took a toll on him....he never thought himself worthy of praise or positive attention.

Not even the words from NPCs helped, because he knew they were all scripted lines written into the game. They were empty.

But he believes yours 100% because you're alive and truly do mean them.

You wonder why he looked so angry all the time...and when he finally tells you the reason, he's afraid you're gonna run off scared.

Yet you hug him and promise to never leave his side.

That also makes him absolutely TERRIFIED of you possibly despawning/getting corrupted from touching him...

But nothing bad happens at all.

He may have shed a few tears after hugging you back, only to hide his face with his hat after letting you go....completely denying the fact he was crying.

Although he doesn't show it, he's genuinely happy not to be alone anymore and finds living here a little more bearable.

#clanask #anonymous #pokemon x reader #pokepasta x reader #glitchy red #child reader #platonic #headcanons

[lesbiansovereverything]

EVERLYN

A female family member of mine got married to a man in the middle of the COVID pandemic. So I watched the heterosexual coupling via Zoom. She wore a white dress with a long flowing train and a veil that hid her face; a spectacle of patriarchal heteronormativity. After the vows were said, and just before kissing the bride, her husband turned to the camera and announced with glee, “This is the first time we will be kissing!” They had been dating for three years.

In that moment, I saw the future and person my family had envisioned and engineered for me. One that I had escaped by coming out. The box and script that I was supposed to fit into and follow was made visible in the person of my relative and I mourned for her – wishing that this was what she genuinely wanted and had chosen and not the script that she was unconsciously following in order to win the approval of her parents and her community. But I’ve also known her since birth and I mourned because I knew different.

I’d escaped the same fate by coming out at 19. My rebellion had begun long before that in small ways, easily dismissed by family and community as eccentricisms that would be corrected once I followed the “plan.” But coming out as a lesbian sealed the deal for my family – as it was THE scarlet letter that could never be erased from my forehead. For me, however, it was a joyfully revelatory catalyst that embedded in me the surety that I could eschew scripts, jump from boxes, carve a life without templates of heterosexism, gender conformity, and sexual confinement – a knowledge that I had the freedom to choose something other than the life that had been set out by society and family.

My brother reacted by saying, “I feel as if you’re getting away with something. I just don’t know what.” I didn’t either – not then. But now I do. Somewhere deep inside, without having the words for it, I knew that what I wanted as a child–to be a Renaissance Woman who felt free to pursue a life of intellectual, physical, and creative freedom–was impossible under the regime of heteronormativity and female sexual subjugation that I saw all around me. And so many years later, having come out publicly at age 19, I look back and can honestly say that I am that Renaissance Woman I envisioned myself to be when I was seven.

*Everlyn Hunter immigrated to the US from Jamaica at the age of 14. Her educational accomplishments include Masters and Doctoral degrees in Psychology, as well as a diploma from Vancouver Film School in Writing for Television and Film. Concurrent with her professional work, Everlyn has held numerous leadership roles as a board member of non-profit human rights, Jewish, and LGBT organizations. Dr. Hunter currently lives in Los Angeles where she works as a Psychologist. In her spare time, she is a student pilot who loves flying, and an aspiring jazz vocalist. She is currently working on her first full length novel.

#lesbian visibility week #lesbian visibility day #black lesbians

[yurimother]

Live-Action 'She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat' Drama Adaptation Gets Second Season

On Monday, NHK announced that its live-action drama adaptation of Sakaomi Yuzaki's slice of life Yuri Manga She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat (Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna) is getting a sequel. The new series will have 20 total episodes, an increase from the first season's 10-episode run, and premiere in early 2024.

She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat is based on Sakaomi Yuzaki's manga of the same name. It follows neighbors Nomoto, who likes to cook to destress, and Kasuga, who loves to eat. The two women bond over their shared love of food and slowly develop a more intimate relationship.

NHKs announcement makes She Loves to Cook and She Love to Eat the first program in the Networks "YoruDora" drama block to get a sequel. It will air Monday through Thursday at 10:45 pm.

Leads Manami Higa and Emi Nishino are set to reprise their roles as Nomoto and Kasuga, respectively. They will be joined by, as of yet, unannounced newcomers as new characters Yako and Nagumo from the original series' third volume.

The first season was broadcast from November to December last year. It was directed by Yui Matsusaki and Niroyuki Nakata, with script writing by Yuri Yamada, and music by Gorou Itou. The staff is also returning for the second season.

The manga's creator commented on the announcement, saying, "It's an honor just to have my work made into a drama. But I am extremely humbled to have it be the first in the block to have a sequel produced..." They went on to say, "I want to sit in front of the TV not just as the original author, but also as a fan and viewer. I'm really looking forward to it!

Both lead actors also commented on the announcement, expressing their excitement about the second season and the opportunity to reprise their roles and work alongside the crew again. Translations of their full comments are below.

Scriptwriter Yuri Yamada teased the contents of the upcoming second season, "In Season 2, we are increasing the elements of the original drama. What will happen to Nomoto's affection for Kasuga, will there be any progress in their relationship, and what sort of dishes will they eat together this time? We hope you look forward to it."

The original She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat manga is serialized digitally by ASCII Media Works' as part of its COMIC It label. Yen Press licenses the series in English and is scheduled to release the third volume on October 17, 2023.

You can check out She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat volume 1 and 2 digitally and in paperback today: https://amzn.to/3qFrgtE

Reading official releases helps support creators and publishers. YuriMother makes a small commission from sales to help fund future coverage.

Full comments from Manami Higa (Nomoto):

A sequel has been announced!! Of course Nomoto loves cooking, but there is only a sense of accomplishment when there are other people to eat the delicious food. It's the same in the world of entertainment, and it is because there are so many people supporting us that we can create something worthwhile. We are happy to share it with you. In addition to Emi Nishino, who played Kasuga-san and because a close personal friend after we worked together on the previous season, new cast members will be joining us this time. I'm so looking forward to meeting them and to delivery the sequel to you.

Full comments from Emi Nishio (Kasuga):

I'm home! I am Emi Nishio. Continuing on from the previous season, I will be appearing as Kasuga. I was overjoyed when I got the news about the decision to produce a second season. I am so grateful that I'll be able to continue. Thank you very much. I'm really looking forward to working with Manami Higa, who plays the main character, and everyone I love from the She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat team. I'm excited to imagine how the story will progress and what new friends we will meet. It is the first sequel in the night drama block, and I'm very happy to say it is also the first "sequel" in my life. I value the opportunity and will focus to face Kasuga-san with new feeling. I hope to second season of She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat can reach many people.

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[c-e-d-dreamer]

A/N: Nesta has had many metamorphosises within the series, but one of my favorites is her relationship with her sister and how that has changed, especially Feyre. And when Noah dropped Stick Season and I heard Orange Juice, I just knew that it was Nesta and Feyre's song. This is short but hopefully sweet. Hope everyone enjoys! cc:@nestaarcheronweek

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The streets of Velaris are strangely quiet this time of evening, most of the residents either wrapped up in their homes or holed up in one of the local taverns for the night. The street lamps and building windows all flicker with golden fae lights, only adding to the ambiance. The first snow of the season falls in soft swirls, catching in Nesta’s hair and eyelashes and further adding to the quiet peace. Even her footfalls don’t make a sound against the snow dusted cobblestones as she walks.

The wrought iron fence that surrounds the River House comes into view, ivy twisting around the metal and up the stone of the home. Just the sight has Nesta’s heart pressing up into her throat, memories breaking free from their cage in the back of her mind and threatening to overwhelm her again. Her skin crawls at being back here again, standing in this place again.

For a moment, the snow melts away around her. For a moment, it’s green grass and flowers. For a moment, raucous laughter floats through open windows and billowing curtains. For a moment, it’s six months ago.

Shaking her head against the cloud of memories, Nesta unfolds the piece of parchment in her hands again, reading the slanting, looping script of her youngest sister.

Come over, please? The party’s gone slower

With a soft sigh, Nesta folds the parchment again, slipping it back inside the pocket of her dress. She swallows down the emotions welling in her chest and pushes through the front gate, following the footpath up the steps and to the front door.

She barely has to knock once before the door is pulled open, Feyre standing on the other side. She’s dressed comfortably with a soft looking sweater and leggings, golden brown hair the same shade as Nesta’s own tumbling down along her shoulders and spine. Though the sleeves hang long, Nesta can still spy paint flecks stuck to the skin of her fingers, can still spy the short nails that are indicative of the habit that still clings to her youngest sister from when they were girls.

“Nesta,” Feyre breathes, offering a small, friendly smile. “I’m so glad you could visit.”

Feyre steps back, gesturing with her arm for Nesta to step inside. Already, Nesta’s eyes start to flit around, noting everything that’s changed. Everything that hasn’t. Her eyes linger on the portraits in golden frames lining the large staircase, lining the hall that leads to the large living room beyond.

“There’s orange juice in the kitchen,” Feyre continues, drawing Nesta’s attention back to her and leading her down a different hall. “We bought it for Nyx, but it’s yours if you want it. I know you got sober.”

“Six months,” Nesta offers, following Feyre into the large kitchen. “On the dot.”

Feyre’s steps pause, and she turns to smile over her shoulder. “That’s great, Nesta.”

She continues deeper into the kitchen and toward the ice box, pulling the door open. Her hands hesitate, and while her back is turned, Nesta recognizes the way Feyre’s fingers curl and twitch, the way her shoulders stiffen. It’s clear that her sister is frowning at whatever she sees, more likely what she doesn’t see.

“Just tea is fine.”

“Right,” Feyre breathes, letting the door fall shut again. “Tea.”

Feyre turns her attention to the cabinets, rummaging to get the kettle full and placed over the flame. The clink of dishes, the shuffle of tea leaves, it all fills the space between them, breaking up the underlying tension threatening to bubble up and stifle them both. With a soft sigh through her nose, Nesta lets her gaze drift back toward the kitchen doorway. Toward the faces and voices she hasn’t encountered since she moved away from the city. They float down the hall and into the kitchen like ghosts on the breeze.

The whole city is like a ghost town, roots and branches twisting like limbs reaching toward her. Shadows creeping out from every corner and alleyway. Nesta feels as much as a stranger in Velaris now as she did six months ago. As much a stranger as she felt in her skin. As much a stranger as she felt in this family.

And if she closes her eyes, Nesta can still see that hillside she passed when she arrived. She can see the white stone, glistening as brightly as the snow that swirled around it. Can see the monument that rises like a beacon, like a ghost all its own.

“I saw father’s grave earlier,” Nesta comments, her voice quiet.

Feyre nearly drops the teacups in her hands, but steadies herself and she sets them down on the counter in front of Nesta. “Elain had the monument built. She tends to the flowers around it every week.”

Nesta hums, taking a sip of her tea. It burns almost as much as the anger flaring through her veins. Almost. No matter the time that’s passed, it still fills her like a raging sea, still scorches like those silver flames she’s tried to swallow down. There’s no escaping it some days. No way to stop it from pulling her and drowning her through her silent screams.

“You know,” Feyre begins, sliding the tip of her finger along the rim of her teacup. “I feel like I’ve been waiting for you to come home for so long.”

“Velaris isn’t my home,” Nesta reminds her, dropping her gaze to the swirling liquid of her tea so she won’t see the expression she’s sure will take over her youngest sister’s face. “Besides, we both know I’m third in the lineup to your lord and savior of a High Lord.”

“That’s not fair, Nesta.”

“It doesn’t matter anyways.”

Feyre sighs, a sound that Nesta knows well, one that tells her that her sister clearly disagrees but is swallowing down her argument. “I didn’t think to ask you where you ended up after you left… or why you left in the first place.”

She says the last part quietly, her voice trailing off, and guilt roils through Nesta’s gut and cloys up her throat. But she refuses to let its roots twist around her ribs, refuses to let it settle. Because she still remembers how it felt six months ago. She still remembers every cut, every bruise, every open wound that festered beneath her skin. Every ache that weighed down her soul. She still remembers the way her heart felt changed until it was little more than an unwelcome intruder in her chest.

“After the war… after the Cauldron, really, everything changed,” Nesta explains, finally raising her gaze back to Feyre’s.

“I know that everything was difficult for you…”

“No, you don’t understand. The world had changed. My life had changed. My heart and my very soul had changed, and yet you hadn’t changed at all.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t you find it strange that after everything that happened, you just went ahead and carried on? You came back here and celebrated as if nothing had happened. Everything had changed irrecoverably for me, and for you, it was just another day.”

“Nesta–”

“Did you know that the last time I drank, I was right here in front of your house? That I passed out right there in your lawn?”

Feyre’s entire face shifts with the admission, pain spilling through her blue eyes. “You–I didn’t know.”

“Gods, I must look like crow to you now compared to everything you have. Just pulling you down.”

Nesta pushes her half finished tea away from her, moving to step back and head toward the door, but fingers curl around her forearm, holding her in place. Feyre’s expression is pleading, but there’s understanding flickering beneath it as well. It’s the sort of look only a sister can give. One who shared the teeth and the claws. One who can recognize and see through any mask or bullshit.

A mirror in the truest sense.

“It wasn’t your fault, what happened to father,” Feyre tells her quietly.

Emotions clog up Nesta’s throat until she fears she won’t be able to breathe. But she doesn’t dare break away from Feyre’s eyes, doesn’t dare pull away from her sister’s grip.

“You didn’t put those bones in the ground.”

—

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[goth-pod]

Goth-Pod Ep 2: Dick Grayson

Welcome Back to Goth-Pod with Juda Boone!

(Despite the technical difficulties and change of format, we continue on! Gothamites are stubborn in that way.)

[goth-pod is a fictional in-universe podcast based on the DC comics universe. Juda Boone is an original fictional character, not based on any real person or known comic book character. The mentioned true crime podcast, "Gotham City's Best" is not a real podcast, that I know of.]

Transcript under the cut

Hello everyone and welcome back to Goth-Pod, your Gotham Based podcast! I am your favorite queer-as-in-strange host Juda Boone.

Today we are discussing a hot topic in our city. And I’d like for it to be known that a lesser host would make a “Emphasis on HOT” joke here. 

I come bearing bad news, everyone. We have lost one of our beloved Gotham citizens to the big city in the sky. 

Wait-no, sorry that was a total typo of my script. We lost a beloved citizen to the small city up the river. Don't know how those got mixed up. For those of you in the know, you probably have guessed that I am talking about Dick Grayson-Wayne’s recent move to our other sister city, Bludhaven. 

Dick Grayson is one of those names that any Gothamite paying attention will recognize. But for our non-native listeners, here's a quick run down.

Dick Grayson-Wayne is the adoptive son of Bruce Wayne. And if you don’t know who Bruce Wayne is, I’m sorry I can't help you. I don't- I don’t even know how you found this podcast if that’s the case. 

Now, I hear the word “nepotism” thrown around a lot when talking about Wayne’s Ward. But let us not forget that Grayson is a trained aerialist performer. He’s been doing insane stunts since he was a kid. Grayson was a talented, hard working kid who grew up into a talented adult. Though he does seem to be following Wayne footsteps in being something of a pretty playboy. And you know what? Good for him. 

If you’re curious about how Grayson came to the care of Bruce Wayne, feel free to check out my colleagues and close friends at Gotham City’s Best: A True Crime Podcast.

No matter where Grayson came from, or where he is going now, he is a beloved son of Gotham and we will definitely miss him. 

Grayson is not a Gotham-native, but Gotham has claimed him all the same. Tragedy, perseverance and finding your own family follow nobody the way it follows a true child of Gotham. 

All I have to say is: Good luck Bludhaven. You got a Wayne coming your way.

Thanks for joining! I’m Juda, you’re listening to Goth-Pod. Until next time, stay safe, Gotham.

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[brooooswriting]

May I request a story with Jenna Ortega x reader? I was thinking of one where Jenna and the reader are friends but Jenna ended up falling for her, and they star in a movie together and end up playing a couple, and that's how they first kiss, in one of the scenes. And that just makes Jenna's feelings multiply by 100, and she starts to get all flustered and shy around the reader, and then they have to kiss again and again and in one of the scenes Jenna gets too caught up on it and ends pouring her feelings into the kiss (as in, holding her close, being all soft, kissing longer). But when they part she realizes what she did and lets some tears fall because she didn't want to mess up their relationship, but later reader finds her and comforts her? I would love to read that so much, thank you ❤️.

So I feel like this isn’t 100% the request but I hope you like it anyways :)

Kiss

Staring in a movie with your best friend? Awesome. Staring in a movie with your best friend as a couple? Not that great if you already have feelings for them.

Well, sometimes life was just cruel. That’s something Jenna had to realize as she read the script for the following scene, the first kissing scene but her mind was somewhere else:

She just couldn’t stop thinking about your guys friendship. You met during a casting a year and a half ago and somehow you guys just clicked. From there on you did everything together, you basically already were like a couple. Constant texting and Skyping when one was away, always bringing the other as a plus one wherever you went and by now you were basically living in the same house.

“JENNA! It’s time” you screamed from outside the trailer as you went to the place where you were going to film. Collecting herself she was quick to follow you, her nerves already killing her.

“Hello my love” you grinned as she stepped into the set preparing yourself for your character. “Guys, come on. We have a lot to do today” your director called out causing everybody to hurry up.

The setting was a party both of you slightly drunk. You were the only two in the kitchen at that time, Jenna on top of the counter you leaning against her. To that time in the movie the two characters where only friends who always had some kind of attraction but never acted on it. She didn’t really know why it surprised her when you leaned in after all it was written down in the script.

The moment your hands connected with her waist and your lips with hers it made click in her head. She was in love with you. Doing her best to keep up with the kisses you pressed to her lips she tried to push her thoughts away until the director called out. “Cut! Great work guys, very believable. Now take 15 before we keep filming” Jenna jumped off the counter and speed-walked outside.

She searched through all of her pockets for her headphones and was about to give up when you walked outside, the white cables dangling from your fingers. “Here, you left them earlier and I didn’t want you to have to survive without your music” you told her as you gave them to her. Her face was covered in a light blush as she looked up at you to whisper a small ‘thank you’. Answering with a small kiss to the top of her head you disappeared back inside.

After filming some other scenes with different people, where you didn’t have to be too close to each other, you had a meeting to talk about the following scenes.

“You guys are rather believable as a couple but it isn’t enough. We need more passion, more lovey-dovey, just more which is why I’ve talked to the other producers and we found a solution. You guys will be acting like a couple in your free time too, it’s not that much time you guys have outside of set but still” one of the producers explained and your heart stopped as did Jenna’s. “Look, I don’t know if that’s really necessary” your co star started but quickly shut up after one look of the director. You looked at her before grabbing her hand and comfortingly stroking your thumb over the back of her hand causing her to blush. It confused you as it wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to do such small acts but you came to the conclusion that she was just nervous about this whole thing.

“I’m sorry you have to do this with me” you mumbled out as you sat on the couch in your now shared room. A confused ‘what?’ came back from the girl in the kitchen. “I promise I’ll try to get my acting up so you don’t have to do this any longer than necessary” having such a great co star put a lot of pressure on you and you were scared that your incompetence put more work into her. “Don’t be stupid, the only thing I’m mad about is the fact that they have the right to order us to do something like this, but I’d rather do it with you than with anyone else. Now let’s sleep”.

That night the brown eyed girl laid in bed and tried to get her heartbeat back to normal. Since the kiss she just couldn’t bottle her feelings anymore, every time she saw you or even just thought about you she had a hard time masking her smile and the blush that followed and it seemed like you somehow knew about it.

The next couple of days you were even more than normal. She would wake up with your arms wrapped around her middle, you’ve always been a cuddly sleeper and she knew that, but that didn’t help hide the blush. After trying to escape your grip without waking you she decided that you’d have to get up soon anyway.

“Y/n, wake up” she whispered while lightly shaking you. You groaned and turned away from her still asleep. Deciding to let you sleep a bit longer she made her way into the bathroom hoping to be able to avoid you as much as possible today.

You were deeply confused, normally you and Jenna were always together but since the meeting yesterday it was clear that she was avoiding you. Wherever you went she quickly disappeared and if she couldn’t escape she wouldn’t really talk to you only stammering out some words before turning red. If she was mad at you she was being ridiculous, you were only doing what your director wanted from you.

Sure, sometimes you stood closer than you needed to, held her hand a bit longer than necessary or let your lips linger on her cheek or forehead but still. The rest of your behavior was normal for you as you were always quite the gentlewoman, holding doors open, leading her thru packed rooms and stuff like that.

Turns out she wasn’t just ignoring you that day but the whole damn week, you had a lot of scenes with other people as they decided to shoot your guys scenes at the end. You missed her terribly, she was your best friend and you’ve never spend that long not talking to each other.

This was the longest you’ve seen her today. 30 minutes due to a scene but it was clear that she didn’t want to be anywhere near you which hurt you more than you’d like to admit. “Guys come on! You’re in the situation of a stupid fight and you just want to make up but everything’s in between that. Feel the situation” the director called out causing Jenna to roll her eyes. She just wanted to go, being near you took a lot of energy and self control. It was getting hard screaming at you when the only thing she wanted to was kiss you senseless

“I don’t even want you to be here” Jenna screamed out her hands pointing towards the fake door behind you. “It’s clear that you don’t want me here, you’ve shown me that more than enough the last week!” You screamed back eyes filling with tears before you added “I just wish you’d told me why.” An uncomfortable silence built up in the room, you were of script but the director seemed to like what was happening as he didn’t intervene. “Even now when I’m confronting you you aren’t saying anything. If you were so uncomfortable with me doing this then why didn’t you say anything?” You were nearly sobbing by now, you’ve missed her lots and the fact that she seemed pretty unfazed by it hurt you even more. “You know what? This is over, I’m sorry” you were about to turn around and leave when the brunette pulled you back.

In that moment the whole set went quiet anticipating what was going to happen next. One of her hands made its way to the back of your head to pull you down before connecting your lips. The kiss was so different from everything before, it was Love, passion, need and sadness mixed into it. She was holding you so close that this just couldn’t be acting, it felt way too real for that. Even after the director called out cut she kept kissing you, her hands in your hair while yours rested on her hips. Both of your hearts beating so fast that you’d think that they were going to explode.

When she pulled away you both kept your eyes closed and foreheads connected in silence. The silence that killed you the whole week and you just wanted it gone. “I love you” was the first thing that came to your mind and the first thing that you said. She tensed for a second before realizing that all the cameras where off, this couldn’t be for the movie. “I love you too. I’m sorry for ignoring you and hurting you, I just didn’t know how to act” she explained her eyes slightly watering causing you to pull her into a hug.

“It’s alright as long as you let me take you on a date” you grinned at her as she blushed before kissing her again.

Starring in A movie with your best friend as a couple? Awesome!

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[yamcha-universe]

Yamcha cheated on Bulma or the bad script that I never believed

Let’s be honest: Akira Toriyama knows how to create iconic characters and moments, but he is weak creating narratives and scripts. Concerning to Bulma and Yamcha, it’s simple. They didn't have much in common. Bulma is smart, beatiful and decisive girl (who wouldn't like to be like her?) who at the same time is volatile and a bit rude, while Yamcha is shy, cheerful and a warm person (in every sentence -come on! He's hot-) who, at the same time, is a free soul with a bit of submission to the persons he found in his way.

It is a lie that "opposites attract", because there must always be things in common to grow as a couple (not only the gang, age, wanting a partner,...). That's why Bulma chose Vegeta: both are explosive, tough, ambitious and have a great passion for what they do. Easy.

Many times, Bulma consciously or unconsciously used Yamcha's own virtues to limit him: His loyalty (she would throw tantrums at him so he wouldn't go away so long to train, something she has allowed without restrictions with Vegeta), his kind heart (he didn't want to be rude to the girls who followed him but Bulma used this to say that he cheated on her while her hormones betrayed her and made her fixate on any new hottie that came along) and his submissive character (Unlike Vegeta, Yamcha was looking for ways to support himself and not live at his then girlfriend's expense, however, she didn't like that and the few times he wanted or was able to grow up were undermined by her control. This changed somewhat in Z).

It doesn't matter where you come from, if someone cheats on you over and over again and, you are an intelligent person (like Bulma) you would never want to have contact with that person again. But, as we can see, they are still good friends after all.

My opinion? Bulma and Yamcha spent 16 years together (as a couple and friends, and they got to know each other very well) and perhaps they managed to see that they were definitely not right for each other and that their chemistry was more that of siblings than a couple, which would explain the closeness and complicity they maintain after having broken up for good (like the fact that Yamcha consoles Bulma when she learns of Vegeta's death, or the affection with which he tells Trunks how his father was driven mad by Cell's actions).

So, my humble conclusion is, Yamcha never cheated on Bulma.

Image credits: WAYA

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[chiefdirector]

Noticing | Tim Bradford | The Rookie

Act One | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17

The walk to the interrogation room was short, (Y/N) followed Lopez, hot on her heels, as she tried to mentally prepare herself. Sure, Lopez would be taking the lead but (Y/N) always disliked interrogating suspects. It was too unpredictable and she had had enough unpredictability for a lifetime.

As they approached the door, (Y/N) held her hand up to stop Lopez for a moment. Quickly she whipped out her phone, shooting a quick text to Tim.

"You alright?" Lopez asked, looking for signs of hesitation on Bradford's face.

"Yeah, I just don't know how long we will be. He worries a lot still."

Angela just nodded, "I mean, can you blame him."

Instead of replying, (Y/N) moved to open the door for her and Lopez, closing it behind them as they entered the far to cold room. She held her breath to stop herself from shivering as she sat down on the metal chair.

On the opposite side of the table was a dark haired man, his grey hood covering most of his face. He looked down, refusing to acknowledge the two women. His clothes were nothing to marvel at, they weren't scruffy but were nowhere near neat, almost as if they had been scrunched on the ground after they had been washed.

His sleeves were pushed up his arms, revealing his tattoos. They were mostly dragons and other types of script work. There was, however, one tattoo that stood out from the rest.

It was a snake, wrapping in and out of his fingers and up his hand, connecting to the dragon on his wrist. It had aged somewhat, the delicate lines almost blurring together. The black in took up almost all of his hand, the only colour was the deep red eyes. (Y/N) could almost feel the thing looking at her, although she wouldn't have blamed it if it did because she was staring just as intently.

She had seen it before, not in the same placement, but it sure as hell was the same snake. It was the eyes that gave it away, it wasn't something she was likely to ever forget. It had seemed strange for a waiter in a high end restaurant to have such a tattoo on display, but maybe it wasn't just a tattoo, maybe it was a symbol of something more.

"What are you staring at, lady?" he grumbled at (Y/N), snapping her from her thoughts. "Something you like? Because I can show you a good time if you ask me nicely."

Angela rolled her eyes as (Y/N) spoke for the first time since they had entered the room. "Your tattoo... Mean anything?"

"Nothing that a pretty thing like you need to know."

"We are asking in a law enforcement capacity. Non-compliance can add to a sentence if you're charged. Now, does she need to ask again" Lopez said, redirecting the attention back to her, noticing that the other detective wasn't quite with it.

"It's a pact. Me and my brothers got them. Show loyalty."

Lopes scrawled down his words in her notepad. "And why a snake?"

"Wasn't my choice. I just got it." He leaned back in his chair, "Now are we done here, lady, because I've got places to be"

"Yes. You're free to go, but don't leave the city in case we have any more questions." Angela snapped her notebook shut before guiding the man out.

———

"What got into you then?"

(Y/N) didn't need to turn around to know it was Angela behind her. After spending so many years working with her friend, she had come to tell when she was near, and slightly annoyed. "I've seen that tattoo before."

Lopez finally caught up. "Is it like a gang one? Something to look out for?"

"I'm not sure," (Y/N) stopped in the corridor, lowering her voice slightly. "Look, I'm sure it's nothing. It's just when me and Tim went out the other night, the waiter had the same tattoo on his neck."

"Could it not just be two men with snake tattoos."

"Yes... no. Maybe." (Y/N) rocked back on her heels as she considered her answer. "It was the eyes that were the same. I didn't see the tattoo in whole, like I said. It's probably nothing. I'm just being paranoid."

"We'll tell Grey, get it into a report. Better safe than sorry." Angela held her hand out, gesturing for (Y/N) to walk alongside her to the Watch Commander's office.

(Y/N) looked down at her feet as she walked, a sad smile adoring her face. "Thanks Ange, it means a lot. But do you think you could do me a favour; don't tell Tim. There's nothing to know at the moment."

"Are you-" Lopez began to say, only to be cut off from a voice behind her.

"Don't tell Tim what?"

Both detectives turned around to be greeted by Tim, standing strong in his blue. His face was hardened , eyebrows raised in questions, and his arms crossed along his chest.

"About our super secret love affair, Timothy." Angela said, quickly making her exit. She had learnt long ago not to get caught between the two Bradford's, especially since they were both as stubborn as each other.

"Do I want to know?" He asked after a moment, moving forward to place a gentle arm on (Y/N)'s. He wouldn't admit it, but he liked to feel her, it was a reminder that she was here and she wasn't going away anytime soon.

"Nope!" (Y/N) just laughed again, knowing that it would annoy Tim somewhat. She knew that he didn't need to know all of her hunches but it didn't mean that she couldn't have some fun with it at the same time. "Although..."

"Although what?"

(Y/N) pulled back from her husband, taking a few steps as she turned back to him, shooting him a wink. "The dude we had in interrogation. Totally into me."

Before he could respond, (Y/N) had turned on her heel again, moving down the corridor. Leaving Tim no option but just to shake his head at her.

"Hey, are you ready to go?" Chen asked, as she walked in from the direction (Y/N) had just left in.

"Sure boot. Let's go."

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[ventismacchiato]

13 just playing the part — i’m kinkshaming you !

scaramouche x g!n reader

You hurriedly threw open the cafe’s door, awkwardly making your way up to the counter and ringing the bell. The cafe seemed to be busy as usual, with students pretending to study in one corner and awkward first dates in the other.

“Oh, it’s you,” a familiar voice sighs.

You look up from where you were rustling around for your wallet when you see the very face of your demise.

“Since when did you work here,” you ask, eyeing him in his fitting apron and dress shirt, “We have to get to rehearsal soon.”

“Yeah, I was about to leave but then you rang the bell. Maybe I should just ignore you,” Scara scoffs, resting his hand on his palm and leaning forward on the counter, “Unless you’re still crying over getting a second lead?”

“I’m over it,” you huff, squinting at the menu behind him, the prices made your cheap college self internally wince. But you deserved it after procrastinating all weekend on annotating your script.

“Hurry up and order,” Scara sighs, spinning a pen between his fingers.

“What do you recommend?” you muse.

“Black coffee,” Scara deadpans.

You stare at him.

“This explains why you are the way you are,” you mutter, “Just give me today’s special.”

“Tch,” he sighs, signing a cup and ringing you up.

You slide to the other side of counter and watch as he makes you your drink. You eye him as he rolls up his sleeves, showcasing his arms, as he seamlessly pours your drink.

He slides it over to you, ignoring your hand with your outstretched card.

“I’m not in the mood to use the machine,” he grumbles, untying his apron.

You continue to wave your card, “I don’t want to be the reason you lose your job.”

“Take it, maybe you’ll stop complaining about getting a second lead,” he says, leaving the counter and grabbing his bag, throwing it over his shoulder and gesturing for you to move.

You awkwardly put the card back into your pocket and leave the cafe, taking a tentative sip of your drink. The hot liquid burning your tongue, causing you to hastily pull it away. Maybe the free drink was because he felt bad for you.

You turn the cup to see the doodle he did on it reading Idiot :) scrawled onto it, making you shake your head.

“Are you following me?” you question, turning around to see Scaramouche look up from his phone from behind you, pulling an airpod out of his ear to hear what you said.

“No, dumbass, we’re going to the same place,” he scoffs, catching up with you, “You’re so self centered if you think I’d follow behind you.”

“Oh,” you dumbly say, taking another sip from your latte and immediately wincing at the heat. You really were out of it.

He stays by your side for the rest of the walk, but he puts his headphones back in and doesn’t say anything. Which is fine, since you didn’t want to talk to him anyway. You wouldn’t know what to say.

He beats you to the front door of the auditorium and props it open, pushing you in first by your backpack and following you inside. You stumble a bit, making sure your latte doesn’t spill, before making your way in.

“So, I want you to practice your first few scenes together on your own,” Lisa explains, bringing you both into a private room, gesturing to the loveseat the university used for a past production.

You both get seated on it, as far as you can from each other, but Lisa shakes her head at you.

“Not close enough,” she muses, making a gesture with her hands, “Not for the exercise we’re going to do.”

You both share a look and reluctantly bring yourselves closer until your thighs are barely touching.

Lisa goes to the back of the room, flipping open a cardboard box and pulling out a pair of handcuffs. Seems you three were in the prop room.

“I’m going to lock your hands together for the rest of rehearsal, so if you both need to use the bathroom now would be the time,” she grins, dangling the handcuffs tauntingly.

“Excuse me?” Scaramouche states, “What’s the point of that if we’re already sitting together?”

“You’ll be in close proximity for most of your scenes, you need to at least learn to tolerate one another’s presence for quite some time. Actors in the real world have to adapt and work with people they don’t get along with,” Lisa explains, latching the handcuff onto your left wrist and his right.

You swallow at the closeness, this is the closest you’ve ever gotten to holding hands with another boy. Quite a pathetic love life.

“I have to tend to the other students, go over Act One together,” Lisa instructs, leaving the room and shutting the door, she gives you two a little wave through the window before leaving.

“What a lunatic,” Scaramouche sighs, flipping through the script with one hand.

You squirm around, doing the same, but your mind is elsewhere.

Scaramouche eyes you.

“Don’t tell me the latte finally caught up with you,” he says, “Don’t piss yourself.”

“I’m fine,” you wave off, you weren’t about to go to the restroom with him right outside the door. You still had a shred of dignity.

“Let’s just do the first scene,” he offers, clearing his throat.

“Alright then,” you comply, trying to get into character.

just playing the part !

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thoma is scaramouche’s manager and he’s really laidback ^-^

scara has been working there for almost a year and he HATES IT customers always complain he glares at them too much but scara makes the best espressos so thoma can’t let him go

also because he attracts a lot of customers by being the campus heartthrob everyone is too nervous to pursue

kazuha, xiao, venti, and albedo are all at the first table reading which is why they mention how scara is getting away with it

ik all of you would jump at the chance to be handcuffed to scaramouche so you guys can’t relate to y/n when they say they don’t want to 😔

scara: *making eye contact with you as he chugs water* bet you really have to go rn huh

xiaoae are not official yet 🪦

synopsis: you and scaramouche are both drama majors and have been at each other’s throats vying for the same lead roles since high school. but when you’re both cast as each other’s love interest in your second year you’re forced to be civil with your academic rival and see him in a new light. are his feelings for you true or is he just playing the part?

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author’s note: just finished an exam 👍 i have another one coming up when will it end >_< pls lmk ur thoughts in the comments, rbs, or asks,, it give me motive to post more 🙏

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[thatlittleegyptologist]

Hi there, you've shared that you've been dealing with a lot in your personal life, so I want to be clear that this question is not urgent. Take your time or don't get to it at all—totally fine. Take care of yourself and your loved ones first. But if/when you have a moment of free time and energy, and would like to devote those resources to answering questions, here's mine: did and form of hieroglyphs have something like italics? Or some other style to indicate emphasis?

I've got some time this morning, so I'll answer it now.

There's no form of italics or stylised emphasis (like bold/underlined) etc that exists within the Hieroglyphic script. Hieroglyphs just don't work like that! You have to look for other things to indicate emphasis.

Two of those things are visual: the adding of .wy to the end of a verb or a noun to indicate 'doubling' or emphasis (on what's known grammatically as a Stative where something is in 'a state' of something). This is usually context dependent as you can get words like pH.wy 'buttocks' where the .wy ending is simply telling you there's two of them, but in other instances the 'doubling' tells the reader that emphasis has been placed on the word they're looking at.

The same goes for sp-sn or sp.2 which is a series of signs that usually come at the end of a statement and mean 'to double/twice' but you don't translate it that way, you read it as an emphasis on the statement. Like this:

Essentially, it's a way of avoiding writing the adjective twice, but also showing that it's emphasised.

Then you have the more complex grammar, which is where I guess my specialism comes in. These you have to actually translate in order to show the emphasis as it would be present in speech. These are the Pseudo-Cleft sentence, Cleft Sentence (aka a Participial Statement), and what's known as a Second Tense. All these constructions place emphasis on a particular part of a sentence. So...

The Pseudo Cleft is constructed from a noun phrase + a defined relative clause, which agrees with the first term. An example of this can be found in the testimony of a man named Sekhahatyamun:

wA r=i wA r Ha=i nA swt aAyt inn iw.tw Xdb=i Hr nA aHayt n iw-m-itr mntw nA wn=i im

‘Far from me, far from my body were the Great Places! If I am to be put to death because of the tombs of Iumiteru, then they are the ones which I was in.'

The pseudo cleft emphasises the independent pronoun mntw, anaphorically referring to the tombs of Iumiteriu, by placing it in conjunction with the defined relative clause (nA wn=i im ‘the ones which I was in’). By doing so, he equates the tombs at Iumiteriu as being the only tombs that he was in and therefore seeks to use contrastive supplementation to subvert the Tribunal’s presupposition with his ‘truth.’ Basically, he's emphasising that 'ok if you want to punish me with death for tomb robbery, then punish me for *these tombs* because *I* actually robbed those ones, and not the ones you're currently accusing me of.'

Like the pseudo-cleft construction, the cleft construction is a construction in which one part of the sentence is separated (or ‘cleaved’) out from the remainder and placed into prominence/emphasis for the reader or hearer to notice. The cleft construction, or participial statement, is comprised of (in + noun phrase/ntf)+(participle/prospective sDm=f). An example of this is as follows from a letter between Butehamon and General Piankh talking about various tasks that needed to have been carried out and recounts the speech of the mistress of the house:

(i)n bn tw=k m nat i-r-m(=w) nA-Hbsw xr ntk i-ir=k swD(=w) n pAy=k nb

‘Are you not going with the clothes? And it is you who will deliver (them) to your lord.’

Here the mistress is using the Cleft sentence construction to emphasise that it is Dhutmose (Tjaroy) who should be the one to deliver the clothes personally to Piankh, and not to her, as Piankh has requested them. We see the cleft sentence make use of the independent personal pronoun, in this case ntk ‘you’, to cleft out who is responsible for the delivery and where they are supposed to be delivered to. The mistress who is speaking is implying to Dhutmose that if he wants to be seen as obeying Piankh’s commands then he will do as commanded. Indeed, we see evidence of this in Butehamon’s following lines ‘Even if there are some ten thousand servants belonging to our lord, would they obey him like us?’. It would seem that Butehamon is attempting to keep the emphatic force of the mistresses’ statement in his own letter to possibly further imply that the commands of both Piankh and the mistress were met and he is a competent servant. In simplistic terms, the emphasis is placed on the pronoun so 'it is you who is supposed to do this task', with the 'not me' implicitly emphasised.

The second tense construction is well-known to put focus/emphasis on the circumstantial (=adverbial) component of the sentence, with the verb and its dependents providing presuppositional material, thus similar to the pseudo-cleft and cleft constructions. It's a nightmare of a construction (sorry Mark) because it masks itself as a relative form in most cases and is really only definable if you notice the circumstantial element (something I do not always do, again sorry Mark). Here's an example from the testimony of Bukhaaf:

Dd=w ir tA st i-Hnw rs i-iri=k gmt=s mi ix Dd=f i-iri=i gmt=s wn.tw an

‘He was asked, “Now the tomb you went to, in what state did you find it?” He said, “I found it was already open.”’

This question can be seen as implicitly loaded, as the Tribunal presupposes that Bukhaaf was the one who opened the tomb. Bukhaaf’s answer contains the second tense of this example that attempts to dissuade the Tribunal from their presupposition, that he was the one who broke into the tombs, as he has seemingly noticed the implicit cue from the Tribunal that suggests they already believe he broke into it. Emphasis therefore has been placed on wn.tw an ‘already open’ thus allowing Bukhaaf to make it clear that he wishes to protest his innocence in so far as he was not the one who originally opened the tomb, but that it was already open when he robbed it, thus giving the construction a temporal element. This temporal element allows him to contest when the tomb was opened, as though Bukhaaf does admit to robbing the tomb, he seems to strongly deny ever having opened it, indicating that it must have been opened by someone else. Basically, a Second Tense gives an emphasised 'but/however/because of' to a construction like 'yes I did let the cat out BUT I was told to by Dad'.

I think this may have answered your question, but it's entirely possible that I may have caused further confusion :)

[samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires]

The hazbin hatedom is getting out of hand for me it's really cringe. Your thoughts

I have mixed opinions on this. So beforehand, I am going to say that this is a longer post from me, and I appreciate the anonymous message! <3 I will be talking about this specific question, as well as my interpretation, thoughts, and overall feelings on this matter. Please feel free to reblog, like, and comment your opinions and keep it civil. I want to have a friendly discussion, no matter how brash I seem: this is brutal honesty coming from my heart.

For those who have ZERO clue: Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss are dark "comedy" shows for an adult audience, created by Vivienne "Vivziepop" Medrano, originally airing on YouTube. Helluva Boss is currently in its second season, while we have yet to find out anything else on Hazbin Hotel, as it is now a part of A24 and BentoBox. They center on the same setting, Hell, but have two different plot lines.

Hazbin Hotel is redemption focused, led by Princess Charlie Morningstar, the daughter of Lucifer. She wants to help the sinners in Hell become good and go up to heaven to avoid the yearly Exterminartion, aka a Purge. Helluva Boss, however, is about a murdering business called I.M.P., with Blitz, Millie, Moxxie, and Loona, going up to Earth with a grimoire that is provided by Stolas of the Ars Goetia, a prince. So here we go, into the Depths and reasoning of this post: the Hatedom. So lo and behold, my answer below.

On one hand, yes. The Hazbin Hatedom is a bit over the top. Yes, people are assholes. However, the Vivziepop stans who don't want to admit their precious senpai Vivziepop has done some pretty fucked up shit in the past. The hate can be unnecessary, but you know what else can be unnecessary? The toxic stans. I follow #vivziepop for certain analysis portrayals and criticism, or just general news. Sometimes people are tiresome. This is no exception.

I am falling out of the fandom because it can be toxic. I enjoy most of the characters, but other than that? Helluva Boss's current writing is NOT good. At all. The latest episode irked me to no end. I'm unimpressed with Seeing Stars. I am not very happy that they are forcing Stolitz down our throats as an "uwu pwease wove us" type of bullshit ship. I would much rather prefer Blitz and Stolas to be friends. I wished Stolas had his pilot personality and not the "uwu im a gay, tragic prince with a shitty wife, feel bad for me" bird we know in the series.

Moxxie in the latest episode is bitchy. He got on my nerves and was pissed at Millie being happy. This girl deserves more screentime (and I'm glad she got some of it) but seriously...Millie is always there for Moxxie, and Moxxie needs to reciprocate.

They made Stella seem stupid, when in reality, and if written properly, she can be a cunning and calculating villain with her brother. We've yet to see how Octavia and Stella interact, but I'm unsure.

I have definitely tried to keep my mouth shut as much as I could on this matter, because when I finally openly admit how I feel, it's not a pretty thing, especially with something that I'm so passionate about. Animation takes time, writing takes time, scripting, acting, everything takes so much time, and this is wasted potential. We can have so much better than just a fan-ficcy type rom-com, dark humor, sexual humor schtick. It's getting annoying, and I fear the worst when it comes to Hazbin Hotel.

Criticism is welcome here! Let me know what I left out. I'm willing to hear other opinions, so long as they're nice. If anons start flooding my inbox and getting mad, anons are off. Anon is a privilege, not a right.

#y'all this is the first time i really sat down to contemplate this #vivziepop #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #helluva boss critical #hazbin hotel critical #vivziepop critical #critisism #original post

[patchwork-crow-writes]

Today I am contemplating the idea of narrative in Deltarune; more specifically, how the characters' actions in dark worlds seem entirely constrained to an almost-linear sequence of events, and that certain characters (i.e. Ralsei) are not only aware of this overarching in-game Narrative (capitalised to distinguish it from the real-world definition of narrative), but do their utmost to ensure that it is followed and carried out to its endpoint... whatever that might end up looking like.

And then on the other end of that spectrum is Susie, who is probably NOT aware of the Narrative conventions of dark worlds, but will nonetheless do her utmost to derail said Narrative in any way she possibly can. And while we might consider that this makes Susie "free" from the Narrative's confines, it may in fact serve to trap her in an entirely different fashion.

The thing about Susie and Ralsei, in terms of the Narrative, is that they are entirely known quantities - Ralsei can always be trusted to stick to the script, and you can always depend on Susie to deviate from that same script, should an opportunity to do so present itself. And that makes them very predictable... and what can be predicted can be safely contained.

Consider the scene in Chapter 2 where Susie overrides Ralsei's wishes for Kris to choose to accompany one of them by yoinking him down an entirely separate path. In one way, she has subverted the Narrative that Ralsei has tried to present - that Kris must choose somebody to accompany them on their path. But in many other ways, she's played entirely into the Narrative by doing what she could reliably be depended upon to do - which is to override a choice presented to us/Kris and choose a third option.

Because doing that is what enables Kris and Noelle to spend time alone together and begin to reconnect as friends, and is ultimately what begins Noelle's journey towards being more reassured and confident in herself... culminating in the Narrative climax of standing up to Giga Queen at the end of the chapter.

Perhaps this would have happened regardless, had you/Kris been able to choose to accompany Susie or Ralsei as seemed to be initially intended. But it does highlight that Susie's little rebellions against the Narrative conventions of the dark world have already been accounted for, and can in fact help further that Narrative rather than subvert it.

The only way that the Narrative can be effectively derailed is through very specific and subtle actions that we, the players, can perform. Because while we are participating in that Narrative, we are not beholden to it as the in-game characters are. And considering that doing such things results in Snowgrave... perhaps it's not the best idea to attempt to defy that Narrative.

TL:DR - Everyone in Deltarune is doomed by the Narrative - even and especially Susie.

#rambling #deltarune #Chapter 2 #essay #theory #narrative #your choices don't matter #Ralsei #Susie #Kris #the player