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a3theatrejunkie · 4 years

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Could i have headcanons of homare attempting (but failing) to make izumi a birthday curry ?thank you for your time~

- Bold of you to assume that Masumi doesn't have the kitchen in lock down so no one else can make Izumi any special treats for her birthday. Fortunately for Homare, Izumi’s birthday was on a school day this year and Masumi had to go to school.

-“OHOHOHO! ONCE AGAIN YOU’VE BEEN CUCKOLD BY THE EDUCATIONAL SYSTEM!” Homare Hooted as Masumi was dragged out the door. “HAVE A SPLENDID DAY OF LEARNING CHILDREN!”

-With Masumi gone and no one else in the kitchen Homare can now execute his master plan to create the best, most flavorful curry Izumi’s ever tasted.

First things first a recipe. Indian? No. We ate the last week. Japanese? No, too basic. Fish roe curry?!?!? Yuck. Thai Red Curry? Sounds Interesting. “Yes let’s do this one!”

-Now, Cook the rice. Homare’s made rice before, “We don’t have any Jasmine Rice, hmmmmm white rice will do just fine.” and so Homare dumped it into a large vat of water and let it cook on high.

-Next! Chop up vegetables. “AHA! It is now time to ‘slice and dice’! ” Homare grabbed two knives “Okay, how did Omi do it? Like this?” *CLANG!* *CLANG!* *clink.* A shard of metal fell onto the counter top and one of the knives was now missing a piece of it. “Oopsies..... Let’s... just...” Homare placed the broken knife back into the knife block.

- “ Mr.Onion! You secret secreter of human tears, today is the day is the day you’re vanquished, for I, HOMARE ARISUGAWA, Have goggles!” “As Itaru would say, QUEST COMPLETE!” Homare continued his ‘quests’ with all the other vegetable “My sweet dear carrots, the orange lights of my life. Kale. Garlic, you represent strength to all but today you fall. Ginger! the he- Whats burning?”

The rice that you haven’t checked on in thirty minutes, that’s what’s burning.

-Homare turned to see the pot of rice had begun to boiled over, coating it in a weird sticky white residue. “OH NOOO! OH NO! WHATDOIDOO??” Homare screamed in turn waking Hisoka who was sleeping on the couch.

-“What’s with the noise?” Hisoka asked. “MY RICE IS BURNING!!??! WHAT DO I DO? WHAT WAS IT THEY TAUGHT IN SCHOOL. POP. LOCK. AND DROP?” “Well. Turn off the heat.” “AHA! THE HEAT!” Homare rushed over to the stove and turned off the burner. The rice slowly began to settle down back into the pot. “Ah, Hisoka, you truly are the brainy brawn of our relationship. And you know I think I can still use this rice. The waters all gone.” Hisoka walked over and peered into the pot. “It looks...dry?” “It’ll add a rustic texture.” “Is this for dinner?” “No.It’s for Izumi’s birthday.” “Hm.” Hisoka exited the kitchen.

- Back to cooking, pour olive oil into a heated pan and add vegetables, stirring continuously. Easy enough. “ I won’t be bested by you again, no surprises full attention.” He added the veggies to the pan, the pan made a harsh sizzling sound. “Ooooooh! Now we’re talking! What’s next?”

-Season the vegetables and add red curry paste. ‘Okay, the basics a little salt, a pinch of pepper.’ Homare thought ‘And now the curry pa- Hm? Wheres the cu-?’ “THAT LOVESTRUCK MOTLEY FIEND.” Homare yelled. At some point Masumi had taken ALL of the curry from the cabinets.

-”Well played little music boy, But I shall just go to the grocery store.” “But first.” Homare turned the burner off and covered the pan with the lid.

Time skip to his return.

“Okay they didn’t have red curry paste but they did have yellow curry paste, and curry is curry so we’ll just use that and make it red.” Homare turned the burner back on and added a few scoops to the mix. Now to make it red. “Let’s see red... let’s use.. some red spices! a scoop of crimson saffron, a heap of ruby red cayenne pepper, oh! Tabasco sauce, and a teaspoon of vermilion paprika!” Homare stirred the mixture and it definitely looks red. It smelled interesting.

-Now to add in the coconut milk. As he stirred it in the milk the curry became a strange orange color. “Hmph. I suspected something like this would happen. Sooo, I bought this! at the grocery store.” Homare pulled out a small bottle of red food coloring. “This will be my saving grace! “ He opened the bottle and dumped the ENTIRE contents into the mixture. The ‘curry’ turned into a bright red. “Yesss. Prefecto!”

- Homare followed the rest of the recipe and gave his little creation a little taste. Immediately his face contorted. “Oho. I taste everything and yet taste nothing, and a little plasticky. I bet my favorite fountain pen that Izumi’s never tasted something like this!”

- Finally Homare plated his creation, half curry half rice but to make it unique he added his signature in ketchup on the rim of the plate. “With Adoration, Arisugawa Homare.”

- Right on time Izumi walked through the door along with Sakyo and Omi. “Happy Birthday Izumi! I made you a very special curry! I put my heart, soul and Mind into it.”

“You made curry! Homare,That’s so amazing!” Izumi cheered.

“It seems you’ve captured the cooking bug Homare.” Omi chimed in.

“Perhaps you can start taking up kitchen duty Arisugawa.” Sakyo added

“Yes, I wanted to show all of my appreciation to you. Now have a seat and I’ll present you my gift.”

- Izumi sat down, and Sakyo and Omi stuck around to see what Homare made.

“I cannot tell you how much work with into this, first Masumi tried to hog the kitchen, then he stole all of the curry out of cabinets! It had to be him, since when do we not have curry! But anyway here’s Homare Arisugawa’s very special! Made with Love! Organic! Thai Red curry!”

-Homare placed the plate onto the table and the reactions were intense. Izumi sat there with her mouth agape, Omi’s eye looked like they were gonna pop out out and Sakyo’s mouth resembled a thin straight line.

“You’re all speechless, but give it a taste and it’ll be a mind blowing experience!”

“It’s so red.” Izumi commented

“It’s really red and the rice looks interesting.” Omi said

“It looks like a waste of food.” Sakyo Sneered.

“You’re just jealous you didn’t create something this amazing. Go on taste it.” Homare said.

Izumi took a deep breath and took a scoop of Homare’s curry. She tried she really did but she had to spit it out. She had to.

Homare expression turned sad. “Oh. It isn’t good is it. I-”

“No! No! No! It’s great.” Izumi responded while trying to wipe her mouth. “Izumi it’s alright I-”

“NO! I mean yes. I mean no,It’s not good but you obviously put your heart into and that’s all that matter to me. So yes, It is of of the most special currys’ I’ve had. Thank You Homare, I loved my gift.” Izumi rose up and gave Homare a hug.

“Anything for you Izumi, I wanted to thank you for all you done for me.” Homare said.

“You know Homare, I can show you how to make curry. It’ll be fun! and we still need to make dinner for everyone”

Homare gasped “Yes! teachings from the mistress of curry herself, I shall become your humble servant!”

��I’ll give you guys a hand to, Izumi shouldn’t have to do all the cooking on her birthday.” Omi added.

-So they went into the kitchen to make a proper curry.“What happened to this knife?” Izumi said as they were beginning prep.

“AHAHAHA! TASUKU! TODAY IS THE DAY YOURS TRULY JOINS YOU ON ONE OF YOUR THREE HOUR RUNS.”

“Tch. Typical Arisugawa. ” Sakyo said as he opened his suit case began returning the curry jars and bottles to the cabinets.

(So sorry this took so long.)

#homare arisugawa #arisugawa homare #a3 act addict actors #a3! act! addict! actors!#izumi tachibana

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eldunea · 4 years

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headcanon dump on pokéverse lotor’s grandpa ezra because i love this man with my whole soul

(this post refers to @aeshmedai‘s unova. this post also operates with an alternate history of wwii.)

BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES

ezra was born in the 1920s, eldest son of the sincline family and next in line to becoming court alchemist. when he was a kid and young adult he was a major ass. he was born with pretty much everything--wealth, striking good looks, intelligence, talent, inheritance to the position of the harmonias’ court alchemist--except, that is, common sense. he was also born in a country where racism and other forms of discrimination didn’t exist, and didn’t want to think about the world outside unova’s borders because it was a hellish cesspool and he preferred to just exist in his utopian bubble where there were next to no problems. he was stuck-up and fairly ignorant--also lazy because his extreme intelligence meant everything came easily to him K-12. two things kicked his ass eventually though: one of them was college. the other was his future wife and lotor’s grandmother, malaea.

malaea was a native alolan student. this was still in the early-mid 1900s, when many parts of alolan culture were still outlawed. ezra saw her and was lovestruck at first sight--she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen and when he saw how smart she was he fell in love with her even further…she was legit the only person he’d ever met who he thought might be smarter than him and that made him crush hard. but malaea, even though she liked how (book) smart he was, was constantly annoyed by the cavalier attitude he had toward the real world’s problems. any time she brought up the problems facing the real world, his response was pretty much “don’t worry, unova’s going to fix that” and her response to that was always “THEN HOW COME THEY HAVEN’T FIXED IT ALREADY?!”

they split over a conversation about the upcoming world war ii. malaea was worried there’d be a war and that fascist germany would start conquering countries. and ezra was just saying the same “don’t worry, it’ll be fine! unova’s going to stop them and this will all be over before you know it.” (narrator vc: it was not, in fact, over before he knew it.) he went on about how he had relatives in the army who would never let this injustice stand, how unbeatable unova’s knights were in battle and how if germany’s leader tried to pull anything she would quickly find her head crushed between the jaws of unova’s royal dragons. and that was it, malaea finally had enough.

she yelled at him asking him how he could be so blind, and so stupidly patriotic. she said she felt like unova wasn’t actually as great as everyone said it was, because if it was so great at saving people, how come the world still had so many problems? and if unova couldn’t solve what was going on in so many other parts of the world, what guaranteed the possibility that unova could stop germany? ezra just told her she ought to shut up and be more grateful to the country that protected people like her because without unova, she’d never be able to live in a place where racism didn’t exist. malaea stood up and left, telling him she never wanted to speak to him again.

things slowly got worse and worse after she left. he started out as a lazy fuck when he first went to college because he thought due to his genius intelligence he could just breeze through his coursework and spend the rest of the time partying, getting drunk, playing hooky, performing as a coordinator and doing dumb stunts with his pokémon……until he failed out of college. his father not only kicked him out of the house and told him to get a job, he also removed ezra from the succession to the court alchemist position. he did not know where the heck to even start getting his life together because he had never truly learned how to be an adult--which is part of what drove him to join the army.

when the war came, it was at this point of his life that he had an awakening. he had felt so secure in the knowledge that unova was going to stop the rise of fascism and halt the crimes being done to jews and romani in europe that he hadn’t fully comprehended the fact that they would have to do something drastic to stop it. he had spent all his life idolizing unova because he thought it could save the world from any disaster, but he had never even attempted to wrap his head around the fact that in order to save the world you have to get off your ass and actually save it. so he finally did it. he got off his ass. he vowed to help save the suffering peoples of europe. and he enlisted.

he came back from the war a changed man. no longer was he this arrogant, pretentious little boy who wanted to just ignore all problems that didn’t directly affect him. on the battlefield and in the liberation of concentration camps, he had seen the horrors of the world…and most importantly, he had seen firsthand that unova was not in fact guaranteed to prevent all those horrors from happening. everything he thought he knew about himself and the world was completely shattered over the course of six long years 1939 - 1945, and he wrote about it in a memoir that left out not a single detail.

malaea read his memoir, shocked that someone as immature as him had chosen to fight--and she was truly moved by the transformation that he had gone through. she got ahold of him and told him she was glad he’d grown so much, and that she wished to be friends again. ezra, who had loved her all this time (and even had said so in his memoir), was overjoyed. he didn’t expect anything from her romantically; he was just glad to be in her company again. as it so happened, the two of them fell in love. they married soon after reuniting, and had three beautiful daughters--the youngest of which was honerva, lotor’s mother.

while he was writing his memoir and reuniting with malaea, ezra began questioning where to take his life next. he had always “wanted to” be court alchemist, but the war made him question whether he actually wanted to be an alchemist or whether he was only attracted to the prestige and the trappings of the position. after going back to school (and not being a lazy little bitch while studying), he decided to major in psychology. he had felt the effects of the war in himself and seen it in others, whether they were fellow soldiers or concentration camp survivors that he had helped rescue, so now he saw his life’s path as helping them through their traumas. to the shock of everyone in his family, he refused the position of court alchemist and went on to become a therapist specializing in PTSD trauma. he is now one of the world’s leading experts on the topic, having written many books and papers on the topic that have been translated into multiple languages, and having given lectures all over the globe.

OTHER NOTES

his heritage is german jewish (ashkenazi), specifically prussian. and he is very white-passing, with blond hair and blue eyes.

no one is sure how high his IQ is, because he has received the maximum score on each IQ test that he has taken. however, it is estimated to be at least 180.

he speaks seven languages: english, unovan, hebrew, yiddish, german, japanese and alolan.

in the army he rose to the rank of sergeant, and he won a medal of valor. he still has his old military uniform and his old gun, and he treasures them greatly.

he is honestly just? so good? so pure?? like help this may be the first genuinely good--not morally grey or otherwise fucked up--character i’ve written and might possibly maintain an interest in. he is 100% the wholesome influence that pokéverse lotor needs in his life like g o d i’m so glad i retconned his death because now i can write him being the good bean he is and AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

despite being 99 wholeass years old, he’s still physically young, and he will be for a while--as will some members of his family. this was because during wwii he was exposed to xerneas’ energy from a divine weapon crafted by the cult of valhallor (the pokémon universe’s version of the nazis). he often says that it’s such a great irony that the cult, which wanted to kill all jewish people, ended up extending the life of a jewish man and his family by potentially hundreds of years.

as mentioned earlier, he was a coordinator in his youth. he was trained in ballet and originally did a lot of appeals in the beauty and smart categories, but while he was in college for the second time, he found his true calling in cool/tough. outside of unova, everyone in those categories underestimated him in his debut, calling him a namby pamby pretty boy……until he fucking brought out his guns. most people in his position would have cut their hair and abused steroids to get bigger and look tougher, but he never did because he had a brand to maintain: he became known as the pretty boy who played with guns like it was no shit.

nowadays he doesn’t go onstage like at all, but he is pretty outspoken about harmful trends in the coordinating community--such as the trend of cool- and tough-specializing coordinators being total assholes in order to cultivate a persona.

#npc. || EZRA SINCLINE #headcanon. || EZRA

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johnboothus · 3 years

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Snow Cocktails Are the Winter Sensation We All Need Right Now

When a blizzard slammed the Northeast during the first week of February this year, chef JosÃ© AndrÃ©s did what a lot of younger people did. He went outside his Bethesda, Md., home with the appropriate tools and shot a video of himself making a cocktail using fresh snow. Filling a Martini glass with overflowing fluff, he added mezcal and sweet vermouth along with dried raspberry sugar and salt. It was such a hit among his fans, with nearly half a million views, that the next day he would return to make a slightly more avant-garde yuzu Margarita in the snow, without even using a glass.

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âIf youâve done it well,â he says at the end of that video as he takes another bite of his snow cocktail, âit works!â

Indeed, snow consumption is certainly nothing new â no matter your age now, thereâs a good chance you ate a hunk of snow when you were a kid. So why not update it for adulthood? In fact, Google Trends shows people have been searching for âsnow cocktailsâ since the earliest days of the search engine. There are likewise hundreds of snow cocktail recipes online, things like the Snowflake Martini and Sex on a Snowbank, mostly created by bloggers with names like 3 Yummy Tummies, NellieBellie, and Sugar, Spice & Glitter.

And, yet, this winter it seems snow cocktails have finally escaped the mom blogosphere and become younger, hipper, and more mainstream.

âI think so many people have posted [snow cocktails] because craft cocktail education has become more accessible this year, with Reels and TikToks,â believes Courtnee Futch, a chef and author based in Jersey City, who recently made a snow cocktail video with gin and a homemade blueberry cardamom syrup.

She also thinks the unusually large snowfall totals created by the Groundhog Day norâeaster might be another reason there has been a proliferation of social media videos this year. In past years she has attempted what she calls âsnowtails,â but living in an urban environment meant that she never got huge, fresh mounds of bright white snow ideal for a video. When the blizzard left a foot of clean snow on her carâs roof this February, though, she finally had enough to shoot one.

Of course, the great thing about a snow cocktail is that it need not be all that complex. You can simply add a snowball to a rocks glass and top it with rum, like Austin, Texas woman Tracey J. Lackovich (@trizaycee) did in early January. Or apple pie moonshine. Or dump colorful syrups over a few ice cream-scooped balls like @lary8a did for her NA version.

TikTok also shows how impromptu these can be. In one post from late December, Jamie Johnson uses a stemmed glass to take a big scoop of snow from her front yard and, as Andy Williams croons âItâs the Most Wonderful Time of the Year,â she adds heavy cream and amaretto liqueur to the glass to make what she calls a SNOWmaretto Cocktail. While Twitch streamer j0beats makes a more considered one using snow along with tequila, butterfly pea flower, and lemonade to produce a âFrozenâ-inspired cocktail that changes colors from blue to pink.

Yes, of course, these are not exactly canonical cocktails by any stretch of the imagination and many donât look particularly tasty, even. But, snow cocktails do have fans in the legitimate drinks world as well.

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Taylor Ivison of @cocktail.kitchen found snow cocktail inspiration from an unlikely resource â Dave Arnoldâs seminal book âLiquid Intelligence.â In it, Arnold writes about using Japanese shaved ice instead of a blender for frozen drinks and, with that in mind, Ivison opted for two fresh snowballs when making what he calls his Spiced Apple Snowball, which features Lairdâs Apple Brandyâ£, BÃ©nÃ©dictine D.O.M.â£, and a house-made cinnamon clove syrup.

âThe snow cocktail thing is definitely having its moment right now,â says Ivison. He chalks it up to so many people stuck at home and working on their culinary game, and all the better if their dishes and cocktails âwowâ on social media.

âI have done snow cocktails almost every year that there is enough fresh snow,â says Nick OâConnell, the Boston-based creator of the triple-barreled Togroni. But he only began filming them this winter when he started attempting Snowgronis. At first, he just thought it would be fun to see three different-colored liquids hitting the snow at once, but he quickly learned of its practical implications as well.

âDispensing in under five seconds and chilling instantly upon hitting the snow â Iâd like to think it is the fastest Negroni ever made!â he says.

But, letâs be honest, these snow cocktails are mostly made out of pure whimsy and for entertainment purposes. Which still doesnât mean they have been immune to critiques from nofuniks online. On several private drinks-industry Facebook groups of which I am a part, professional bartenders criticized chef AndrÃ©s for making his seemingly slapdash drink in front of his large foodie audience. Though, eventually, most people came around to see the joy it imparted.

âI was annoyed at first too, but realized itâs just lighthearted fun,â one man posted. âI mean, no one should take a drink made on snow seriously anyway.â

And thatâs kinda the point. As we work through the doldrums of another brutal winter, heightened in our misery by a pandemic that prevents us from having legitimate cocktails inside warm bars, going outside to dump booze on some fresh snow feels like a special event. Itâs transportive too, able to make you forget all the things you are no longer allowed to do as you do something you might not have done since you were a kid.

As Tijuana restaurateur Miguel Torres reasons before making his AndrÃ©s-inspired Aspen Screwdriver on TikTok:

âWhen life gives you snow, make cocktails.â

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ewingmadison · 4 years

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ianmrid · 4 years

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You Gotta Play Smart!

Something that Gen4 really goes hard into is expanding on the games lore, not just of the new Sinnoh region, but of the pokémon world as a whole. And needless to say it gets pretty weird.

There are lots of hints all over Sinnoh as to its history; ancient statues in Eterna City, a well-stocked library in Canalave City, various NPCs who seem very clued up, and even the regions Champion herself, Cynthia, who, along with her family, most notably her grandmother, are very interested in Sinnoh lore. They hail from Celestic Town, a place with ancient cave paintings which located very near the mysterious Mt. Coronet. Mt. Coronet is described in-game as the ‘Origin of Sinnoh’ and the climatic points of the story happen at its peak, an area known as Spear Pillar.

As is to be expected, this story involves the evil team of team of the region: Team Galactic. Lead by Cyrus, Team Galactic are attempting to capture one or both of the box-art Legendary pokémon; Dialga (a Steel-and-Dragon-type with power over time) or Palkia (a Water-and-Dragon-type with power over space). With them captured, he plans to remake the world anew for....reasons. He seems to want a world without the human spirit or emotions because he thinks they are bad, so he realy just comes across as a bit of a moody nihilist. Anyway, whatever his reasons he plans to do this capturing the Lake Guardians (Uxie, Mesprit, and Azelf), another Legendary Trio of pokémon representing Knowledge, Emotion, and Willpower, and who have the power to contain and control Dialga/Palkia..

Being the god-damn hero that you are, you free the Lake Guardians and then leap in to battle and capture or defeat one or both of Dialga/Palkia before the third member of the Creation Trio appears - Giratina, a Ghost/Dragon type with power over anti-matter. They drag Cyrus off to the Distortion World, a place where time and space have no meaning. You and Cynthia follow to try and save Cyrus and once you battle and capture or defeat Giratina, you will appear back in Sinnoh in the mysterious and confusing Turnback Cave which now provides a second portal between the main world and the Distortion World (and another chance to catch Giratina if needed). Cyrus however, with his plans in ruins, stays behind in the Distortion World, never to be seen again.

All in all, this is a pretty good plot, but it starts to get even more interesting with all the expansions to the lore. From talking to NPCs or reading books in Canalave library, you learn that the Original One - a pokémon called Arceus - hatched from an egg and created both Dialga and Palkia. The Lake Guardians were then also created by Arceus in order to use Dialga and Palkias mastery of time and space to create the Sinnoh region, and indeed all of the pokémon world:

In the beginning, there was only a churning turmoil of chaos. At the heart of chaos, where all things became one, appeared an Egg. Having tumbled from the vortex, the Egg gave rise to the Original One. From itself, two beings the Original One did make. Time started to spin. Space began to expand. From itself again, three living things the Original One did make. The two beings wished, and from them, matter came to be. The three living things wished, and from them, spirit came to be. The world created, the Original One took to unyielding sleep...

Further discussions with Cynthia expands on a forgotten part of this myth: Giratina, which seems to have been banished to the Distortion World for its violent nature:

When this world was made, Dialga and Palkia appeared. Apparently, there was one more Pokémon that appeared at the same time. A Pokémon with as much power as Dialga and Palkia...But also one whose name was never to be spoken--Giratina! It's said to lurk in another world... A world on the opposite side of ours...

Clearly there are lots of parallels with many real-world creation myths here and this essentially makes Arceus the pokémon God, and Giratina the pokémon Devil. This is pretty cool, and it also means the pokémon God kinda looks like a fancy robot horse that got stuck in a gold fence.

Another thing I like is that Cynthia speculates that maybe, as with all good myths and legends, they arose as ancient people struggled to explain the insanely powerful pokémon they were encountering. Dialga uses a move called Roar of Time and Palkia uses Spacial Rend so it must have seemed to people as if they really did control space and time themselves. However the reality is, of course, lost in the depths of time.

Not all the myths and legends are related such weighty topics as the creation of all things, but are no less wild all the same.In various places we learn all sorts of things. Firstly a folk story about why pokémon appear in tall grass:

Long ago, when Sinnoh had just been made, Pokémon and humans led separate lives.That is not to say they did not help each other. No, indeed they did.They supplied each other with goods, and supported each other. A Pokémon proposed to the others to always be ready to help humans. It asked that Pokémon be ready to appear before humans always. Thus, to this day, Pokémon appear to us if we venture into tall grass.

This absolutely didn’t need an explanation, but I love that they bothered! Next up is a rather long story that seems to suggest the origins behind the fact that people don’t seem to use weapons in the pokémon world, instead using pokémon battles (Spoiler Alert: it’s because someone got sad that he killed loads of pokémon with a sword):

A young man, callow and foolish in innocence, came to own a sword. With it, he smote Pokémon, which gave sustenance, with carefree abandon. Those not taken as food, he discarded, with no afterthought. The following year, no Pokémon appeared. Larders grew bare.The young man, seeking the missing Pokémon, journeyed afar. Long did he search. And far and wide, too, until one he did find.Asked he, "Why do you hide?" To which the Pokémon replied..."If you bear your sword to bring harm upon us, with claws and fangs, we will exact a toll. From your kind we will take our toll, for it must be done. Done it must be to guard ourselves and for it, I apologize". To the skies, the young man shouted his dismay. "In having found the sword, I have lost so much. Gorged with power, I grew blind to Pokémon being alive. I will never fall savage again. This sword I denounce and forsake. I plead for forgiveness, for I was but a fool". So saying, the young man hurled the sword to the ground, snapping it. Seeing this, the Pokémon disappeared to a place beyond seeing...

Yet another story seeks to remind us again that people EAT pokémon which although it makes in one way, since pokémon are the substitutes for animals in the in-game world (and they also eat each other as confirmed in many Pokédex entries), they are also shown to be not just sentient, but highly intelligent beings. So this is more than a tad creepy, especially with how much they really want you to pick the bones clean...

Pick clean the bones of Pokémon caught in the sea or stream. Thank them for the meals they provide, and pick their bones clean. When the bones are as clean as can be, set them free in the water from which they came.The Pokémon will return, fully fleshed, and it begins anew.

The eating of pokémon is even weirder when you consider the most insane myths: that pokémon and people were so close in ancient times that they were seemingly interchangeable:

There lived a Pokémon in a forest.In the forest, the Pokémon shed its hide to sleep as a human. Awakened, the human dons the Pokémon hide to roam villages.

Within the newborn spirit, time and space were intertwined as one. People and Pokémon, too, were but the same presence. As I understand it, people and Pokémon shared the spirit and awareness. They should have understood and accepted each other then. Because they shared the same spirit, people and Pokémon intermingled. People took the place of Pokémon, and the opposite also held true. That interpretation could give us an idea about how our world came to be.

Which leads us to our climax of insane myths: people and pokémon used to be able to get married!!!! Sensibly, in western releases, this line was altered to replace ‘get married’ with ‘eat at the same table’, but the whole marriage thing was left in the Japanese text, so it is basically cannon. Talk about giving carte blance to the Rule34 folk on deviantart!

There once were Pokémon that became very close to humans. There once were humans and Pokémon that ate together at the same table. It was a time when there existed no differences to distinguish the two.

Of course, a lot of this doesn’t make much sense, but to be fair, that is true of the myths and legends in the real world too. I just love all this stuff; people inhabiting the in-game world using powerful pokémon to explain the natural world is very cool. However, with the pokémon in question being objectively real in-game, this adds a further blurring between the truth and the legend. Did a 10 year old actually capture the pokémon Devil? Maybe he really did.

#pokemon #pokemon playthrough #e plays pokemon #nintendo #game freak #Pokemon Pearl

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welshjule · 4 years

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You got me begging you for mercy

To my Friends, Family and all Readers,

Welcome to my first blog. Every week I will be posting a story ‘loosely based’ on my life in Australia since 1982. My aim is to provide a little escapism in a sometimes-hard world and to hopefully make you laugh. The content will be mature themed as I am in no way attempting to be a role-model!

Happy reading my Darlings

Let me know what you think.

Ju xx

Perth, Australia.

January 1995

It was a Sunday night and I had just put my daughter Alice to bed. The house was red hot, the windows were wide open and there wasn’t a breeze; it was like living inside a sweaty sock. Summer in Perth can be brutal and it is a dry, burning heat that scorches the hair on your arms and rips the skin off your feet if you try and walk barefoot outside. The temperature had hit forty degrees that day and I only had two stand-up fans, so a load of our family and friends had been swimming at the local pool.

We got home and Alice, who was about five years old, spent about two hours in a cold bath – in her bathers, underwater, face-down and pretending to be dead! My job was to run in and rescue her every so often but I kept forgetting. I gave the nickname ‘Insane Alice’ to my daughter when she was very young because she was my wild, brave, curious nutcase, who always had something to say and most of it was somewhat demented. Over the years, we dropped the Insane bit and it was just Alice, but to tell the truth, she’s still a bit touched.

My Father called her ’his Alice’ for thirty years.

So, my exhausted daughter was now asleep with a wet towel on top of her and a fan blowing hot air around her room.

Walking into the kitchen, I stuck my head under the cold tap until my hair and face were soaking wet. Grabbing an ice-cold beer from the fridge, I wandered out to the garden and laid back on an old lounger. Tracey Chapman was singing about a fast car as I lit a fag and skulled my beer.

The house was like a furnace and there was no reprieve outside. From November to March, you went to bed sweating and you got up the same way. We lived in a low-income area and nobody had air-conditioning; you just had to deal with the heat.

At that time, single mothers didn’t get to choose the houses with alarm systems and swimming pools. We could only afford tired, old rentals with dripping taps and broken flyscreens and to make matters worse, I was cleaning two ‘beach-front’ mansions a day while Alice was at school.

#These were palaces, with huge swimming pools, wine cellars and balconies overlooking the blue ocean and I earned a pittance. I had to shut my mouth like Ruby from ‘Upstairs, Downstairs’ when the ‘lady of the house’ complained about smears on the bathroom mirror or dust on the roof because I needed the money.

Looking around now, my poor garden looked so sad; that unrelenting ball of fire had burnt the beautiful flowers I had planted and singed the lawn so badly that it was now just dry, straw.

I was feeling a bit weird and conflicted because everyone around me seemed to think that I should be trying to find a man to ‘look after me and be a father to Alice.’ Don’t get me wrong, it was said with kindness, but I was bored of the whole thing.

Thirty years ago, there was a real stigma attached to being a single mother. If your marriage failed but the dad was still on the scene with the kids, that was ok. If there was no father in sight, it played with people’s heads.

I chose to leave Alice’s father when she was a baby and bring up my daughter alone and I loved it.

I didn’t have a man and I didn’t really want one.

But some people just weren’t comfortable with it. Was I a lesbian? Did I hate men? Was I flirting with their man? They wanted to set me up with their husband’s mate from Bunnings and it was all, ‘We’ve got to find you a nice fella’ and ‘you can’t be too fussy.’ What a cheek! I was thirty years old with no visible hump on my back. Who were they thinking of wheeling in? Alf F##king Stewart?’’

There was a lot of pressure

And It wasn’t like I hadn’t tried.

I’d been to Bachelor and Spinster Balls, joined ‘Parents Without Partners’ (very creepy) and even went to ’Japanese conversation ‘night classes because everyone told me ‘There are loads of divorced men learning languages now Ju. There will be blokes everywhere.’ The only man I ever spoke to was wearing a grey cardigan and had just retired from the civil service.

God knows I tried

And I was about to try again

In 1995, there was no tinder or instant messaging because there were no mobile phones or computers (well not in our house anyway). People had to leave their residence and go hunting in pubs and clubs on a Saturday night for their own Brad Pitt or Pamela Anderson and it was utterly soul destroying.

But I had the Wanneroo Times and I was on a mission.

This local community newspaper had started printing adverts in their classifieds for single people wanting to meet a partner. It was basically, ‘man seeking woman’ or ‘woman seeking man’. Then, everybody told massive lies about themselves; ‘very attractive, happy go lucky, no baggage, loves a good red wine and walking on the beach at sunset.’ It was ridiculous but that didn’t stop me filling in the form.

My advert said,

If you are a sports fanatic and watch it on tv all weekend – read on

If you are bitter about your wife taking everything from you in the divorce, we’ve already met - read on

If you like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain, warm winter fires, bubble baths and collecting driftwood. Stop reading Sir, for you are a dead set serial killer.

I didn’t say much about me, just,

’blonde, thirty, likes to write.’

And I posted it off.

It took a week to receive any responses.

I’d been watching ‘Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves’ and wondering how I could get in touch with Kevin Costner to tell him I was waiting for him here; in the hottest, most isolated corner of the world!

But I was feeling quite hopeful and ready for some romance in my life. I spent most of the week singing ‘You know it’s true, everything I do, I do it for you.’

On a Monday morning, the postman dropped an official looking, brown envelope into my post box and I had seven letters!!

Buzzing with excitement, I made a cup of coffee, lit a fag and opened the first one.

He had a wife but they didn’t sleep together. He desperately needed passion in his life, maybe two afternoons a week! Yeh right, dream on!

Three more were married and just wanted a bit on the side.

My fifth would-be suitor boasted of a body tattooed from his neck to his toes and a willingness to provide colour photos. I just couldn’t stomach it!

And the sixth little gem was a smooth-talking illiterate who claimed to be a ‘mad rooter’ but added that, ’If I was a ‘Fat Sheila,’ then not to bother eh!’

I could feel a black depression impending; Was I supposed to settle for this group of no-hopers?

But there was one letter remaining and that was written by a man named Fred.

Fred was English and had been in Perth for a couple of years. He worked in some office and liked Guinness. That was good enough for me!

We spoke on the phone a couple of times and met for a quick coffee. He was a nice bloke and didn’t seem to be deranged. He asked me to go to the movies to see ’Braveheart’ and I said ‘’lovely.’’

So, its Friday night and I am sorted. Alice is staying at my parents’ house and I have a date!

The Commitments are slaying Mustang Sally and I am drinking a vodka and tonic. My hair is a work of art! It has been washed, blow- dried, straightened, back-combed and gelled, plus I’ve used half a can of hairspray, so this hairdo is not shifting.

On goes the make-up, a pair of jeans that are much too small and a black shirt. Sounds simple doesn’t it?

But it is still 32 degrees at 6.30pm and the sweat is dripping down my back. I am sitting on an ice pack with my feet in a bowl of cold water and the pedestal fan is coughing, stale air at me like an old family dog. The jeans are slowly roasting my legs, the underneath of my hair is soaking wet and the makeup is dripping off my face.

But I don’t care, because I’m looking good, the house smells of ’Red Door’ perfume and I’ve had a few puffs of a lovely old joint I found on top of the kitchen cupboard.

I am ready for action!

Fred turned up at about seven and he looked very smart with jeans and a blue shirt. He was quite a portly fellow, very suntanned and with a completely bald head. I don’t know if he’d ever had any hair and I didn’t really care.

I was flying!

We were a bit early for the movies so we went for a drink first. The pub was practically empty but the night was young, so I told Fred that it was my shout. He asked the ‘gothic and heavily pierced’ barmaid, if she could make him a flat, white coffee and she looked at him with complete disgust. I ordered a double vodka and we sat down for a chat. I really wanted to find Fred attractive but he wasn’t giving me much.

He had a very strong Yorkshire accent and was into cycling and re-cycling. He started telling me about sustainable compost heaps and I just glazed over.

But, as I sat looking at him, the room started spinning and Fred began to morph into Dierdre Barlow from Coronation Street and a brown, boiled egg.

That old puff was strong!

’’I’m that choofed you chose me lass,’’ he said ‘’and I’m having a grand time, but I’m not one for the drink.’’

’Jesus Christ! When am I going to cop a break?’ I thought, ‘I’m a thirty-year-old woman wearing skin tight jeans and high heels. My legs are shaved, my elbows moisturised and I HAVE THE HOUSE TO MYSELF!! Who gives a shit about recycling?

I didn’t want to talk about Fred’s ‘loovely bunch of lasses at work’ or ’the benefits of riding a bicycle.’

My life consisted of chicken nuggets, nit shampoo and a daughter who was obsessed with a demonic dessert called Strawberry Shortcake. This nauseating strawberry cake had three best friends called Apple Dumpling, Raspberry Tart and Cherry Cuddler. They sounded like a bunch of sex workers and their pimp was a freak called ‘The Prickly and Peculiar Pieman from Porcupine Creek. Alice had it on an old video and played it constantly. She had been speaking in an American accent for about three weeks and I was over it!

I wanted to act like a teenager. To get absolutely wasted, fall-down drunk and extremely immature. I wished Fred would suggest a drinking game so that we could get really loud and find everything hysterical. I needed him to make me laugh because that is sexy. I wanted to completely skip the bloody movie altogether!

Nah, take that back.

Fred was, in fact, an egg that spoke with a Yorkshire accent and he was boring me to death.

So, we walked to the cinema and bought our own tickets, (very civilised), then I was straight into the Candy Bar. Buying a very expensive choc- top ice-cream and some popcorn, I asked Fred what he was having and he said,

’’Nah, I’ll not have owt, I’m watching me weight.’’

That really irritated me because I’d been considering a box of Maltesers too and now I couldn’t have them because I would look like a pig.

We found two seats in the middle row. The place was packed out because it was the first night the film was showing.

‘’So, Fred, what’s this Braveheart about then? It’s not going to be all blood and gore is it?’’ I asked.

“I don’t know Julie, I haven’t seen it,’’ he said, but it translated to, ’’Ah doon’t know jooleh, I’ve not seen film.’’

Now, don’t forget, I was deep in the grip of Sherwood Forrest and I thought Braveheart would be similar; some battles, dodgy accents, a love story, some fantastic one-liners ‘a la’ Alan Rickman.

I thought wrong.

The beginning of the film showed the beauty of Scotland with some hauntingly lovely music and a softly-spoken narrator. By the time I had eaten my choc-top, there were bodies of men, women and children hanging from beams, heads chopped off and the stabbing and slashing of everyone in sight; including the poor horses.

I was in a hell of a state!

Alice always compares me to the late, great, British comedian Larry Grayson when I am out of my comfort zone and am shocked or horrified. I get flustered and loud, highly camp and completely over the top.

I have to have things explained to me very clearly.

This film was way beyond my comfort zone.

My hands were over my eyes and all you could hear from me was ‘’Oh my God, when are they going to stop killing?” ‘’Oh, that’s gross!’’ ‘’I can’t look!’’ ‘’Why is there so much blood?’’ ‘’What’s happening Fred?”

And then an English soldier ties Braveheart’s beautiful bride to a tree.

I��m thinking, ‘’hurry up Wallace and save your woman.’’

Everyone is waiting for Mel to rescue her but he’s missing in action.

And the English Bast##d slits her throat!

Now, we still had about three more hours of this film to endure and the main character’s wife was dead. I just couldn’t believe it. She was exquisite, almost heavenly.

What was going on?

Í nudged Fred, ‘’What’s happening Fred? Is it a flashback or a dream? Is she coming back?’’

I was beside myself.

Fred was getting a little snippy at my endless questions and bad language because I couldn’t stop saying ‘’Oh F#ck’’ every time a limb was chopped off and it was constant carnage. It simply never stopped.

There was a teenage boy and his girlfriend sitting next to me and I tearfully asked the boy what he thought was going on. Did he think the lovely Marrun was coming back? Was it a flashback? He just looked horrified and two minutes later they both left.

So, now I’m crying and it’s serious. I’m absolutely gutted about useless Wallace not getting there in time and I don’t really feel like watching anymore.

Worse though, I haven’t got a tissue!

I am sobbing and my nose is running and I am doing that unattractive, hiccupy thing.

Fred’s forgotten his handkerchief and I’m hyperventilating and trying to quell my hysteria. But it’s just so sad and all you can hear in the whisper quiet audience are my racking sobs and sniffs. In the end, I had to use a KitKat wrapper and the sleeve of my top to wipe my nose. (yeh, I know, disgusting).

So now I’ve got to sit through another 150 minutes of butchery and treachery, heads in the mail, people being thrown out of windows and the mass raping of young maidens. It was relentless and I was suffering very loudly.

Fred was peeved, “Nah then, Jooleh, joost try to be a tad quieter pet. I can’t ‘ear film.’’

I was frazzled and I hadn’t even got to the torture of William Wallace.

What a joy that was!

About thirty minutes of Mel being hung, drawn and quartered very slowly with some lethal weapons (sorry, I had to).

First, he spits out the anaesthetic drug the princess slips him and then he refuses to shout ‘mercy’ to end his own torture. It was all too much and I kept shouting ‘mercy’ at the screen and crying loudly, but Mel just kept hanging on in there.

William Wallace was no pussy!

Eventually though, all the organs have been removed from his body and he has to die.

In his last few seconds alive he sees his wife, Murron, walking through the crowds, waiting for him and she is so beautiful, it’s heart breaking. Braveheart shouts ‘Freedom’ and I’m completely finished.

Before anyone could move, I was out of my seat. ’’I’ll see you in the foyer Fred,” I sobbed and ran to the toilets before the lights came on.

My body was shaking, my legs were like jelly and I was sweating. I felt like I had given birth to ten-pound triplets in an African hut, alone and without pain relief!

Then I saw my face in the mirror and stopped dead.

The old mascara I had found in the kitchen drawer was not waterproof and I had these black spider lines all down my cheeks. My eyes were smudged with dark grey eyeshadow, my nose was bright red and my face was blotchy and oily, with no trace of a base!

For some reason, my hair had also suffered and it looked like a yellow bird’s nest that had been sat on.

I hadn’t brought a handbag out with me, just a small purse, so the only things I had to rescue this complete disaster was a ten dollar note, a factor 30 lip balm and a furry tic-tac.

Everybody was coming into the lady’s toilets now and they were all looking at me. One girl came over and pretended to care but I saw straight through her. I’d heard some of her friends laughing at me during the torture scene.

I didn’t have a spare head so there wasn’t much I could do. I just washed my face, blew my nose and went out to meet Fred. I refused to look him straight in the eye though because I was hideous.

As we drove back to my place, the car was silent and I knew that Fred was sulking.

He eventually said ‘’Appen, A’Il see film again wit’ lasses from work. I missed most of it!’’

I thought, ‘’Oh do one, you Bloody tart, you are definitely not coming in for coffee.’’

We hit my driveway and I jumped out of the car like an Olympian.

Fred said something that sounded like ‘’See thee soon then Lass’’ and I said ‘’lovely.’’

Slamming the front door, I felt shell-shocked.

I jumped under a cold shower, washed off all the makeup and gunk from my hair and tied an old sarong around myself. Making a cup of tea and some toast with Nutella, I grabbed the remote and sat on the sofa.

Two minutes later, it was just me and Kevin.

I didn’t think I would ever hear from Fred again, but he rang a few nights later while I was watching ‘Home and Away‘ with Alice.

‘’Ow do Jooleh love, can ya guess where I am?’’ he asked jovially.

I froze. Oh my God.

“You’re not outside are you Fred? ’I asked,

‘’Nah’’, he chuckled, ‘’I’m lyin’ in’t cold tub, sipping hot brew and eating an apple pie. Blooody Bliss!’’

I hung up the phone and we never went out again.

Dating makes me realise why I’m not married!

If you liked this story, there’s a lot more to read because Alice and I have been writing tales ‘loosely based’ on our lives for many years, with the hope of finally finishing a book called ’A Mother like mine.’ Every Saturday, I will be publishing a blog so that you can read it over the weekend. Sometimes, Alice will write one too.

We will talk about love, losses and dating disasters, womanhood, teenage years and being a Welsh, single parent family in a rough-arse suburb of Perth in the nineties; from our two, completely different perspectives. I will even tell you how my true love literally walked through my front door and I almost took Alice to live in Texas! Our stories will be mostly funny but there will also be our recollection of some hard times. Nobody escapes them and sometimes it helps to read about other people’s battles.

Future titles include;

‘The Good, The Bad and the Aussies’

‘A Gang of Gary’s’

‘Doyawannarootorwhat’

‘Sorry about my little fella?’

‘Six months pregnant or a Tattoo?’

#wales #australia #perth #singlemum #dating #braveheart #melgibson #heat #strawberryshortcake

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sakurablossomcreamlatte · 7 years

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the first time we met

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my favourite bowl cut muppets and happy anniversary of me being Osomatsu-san otaku...

birthday ficlet based off a comic @suudonym told me about! you can read the Japanese original here, and the version with an English translation here.

Title: The First Time We Met

Words: 3,440

Summary: Multiple births aren’t easy, and the Matsuno sextuplets were no exception.

The sunlight streamed in through the window, falling across the sleeping couple tangled in the thin sheets of the double futon in an even grid of yellowy luminescence.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

A groan, followed by several grunts as Matsuzo fumbled for the alarm clock, but mercifully the beeping stopped. With one further grunt that could only come from a salaryman wearily attempting to gear himself up to face the daily grind, her husband rose from the bed, and Matsuyo rolled over with a sleepy sigh and tugged the thin sheet over herself as the sounds of running water and general fumbling faded into the half-conscious ambience.

Tendrils of dread, fear, slowly began to creep up from the pit of her stomach and circle around her heart, but Matsuyo closed her eyes against them and buried her face in the pillow.

It was the same every morning.

A gentle shake to her shoulder signified that time had passed. The smell of toast lingered in the air, wafting up from downstairs. “Matsuyo, I’m heading out.”

“Mm,” a brush of lips against her cheek, and Matsuyo half-heartedly cracked one eye open to make out the blurred figure of her husband, kneeling next to the futon in his cool biz attire for work. “Have a good day.”

The tendrils had awoken once more and resumed their climb as reality, memories, began to push to the forefront of her mind and consume her every waking moment as they had for the last month. Six little transparent boxes, closed eyes, tiny fingers and toes and limbs and faces barely visible under a mess of tubes and surgical tape and wires.

A pause, as tens, hundreds - maybe even thousands - of unspoken words hung in the air between them, before Matsuzo exhaled, and she felt his hand pass briefly over her hair, currently loose and spread across the pillow. “You too.”

The endless beeping and hissing of the machines keeping their children alive echoed ominously at the back of her mind - and from the vaguely tight, pained look that seemed to have made its home on her husband’s face, he felt it too.

But we’re in this together. Whatever happens, we’ll be a family.

“I’ll see you tonight.”

“Mmh.”

A rustle of fabric and the sound of socked feet plodding across tatami matting, followed by a soft thunk as the edge of the door met the frame.

Matsuyo shifted again, sprawling her limbs across the futon and kicking off the sheets in the early summer heat that was permeating their house - but whether she liked it or not, she was awake now. Whether it was minutes or hours that dragged by as she lay in bed, stubbornly attempting to sleep some more - that, she couldn’t tell, but over that period of time it became abundantly clear that the sleep she longed for was not making its return. With a sigh, Matsuyo hauled herself upright and rubbed at the damp, sweaty hair sticking to the back of her neck as she fumbled absently for her glasses.

When she’d slipped them on and opened her eyes once more, the scene before her was clear. Her own slim dancer’s legs, stretched out on the futon and thankfully no longer swollen and sore from the trials of a high-risk pregnancy. Her forearms resting in her lap, still streaked with mostly-faded bruises from the amount of intravenous lines that had been stuck into them over the course of her hospitalisation. The futon beneath her, strewn with the thin sheets they used in the summer, and the tatami matting around it - almost oppressively bright in the early light of the day. The low dresser and bookcase in the corner of the room…

...and next to it, a neatly folded futon, long enough to accommodate six tiny boys who weren’t able to come home yet.

Swallowing the lump in her throat and rubbing at her eyes beneath her glasses, Matsuyo climbed to her feet and bent down to put the futon away.

Everything tasted like cardboard. The rice sat heavy in her mouth, sticky and sour, and she swallowed the last mouthful with a grimace before pushing the bowl away. It lodged in her throat, almost cement-like in consistency, and she hurriedly gulped her tea to chase it down, barely noticing how the way it burned her tongue.

Matsuyo didn’t understand. Didn’t they say it was like that when someone died? When you were grieving? But she wasn’t grieving. In fact, it was the total opposite. Six baby boys, alive - alive and…

...not well. Tiny, weak, sick, barely able to breathe or eat on their own.

That’s why I have to stay healthy. If they have their mother’s milk, they might improve faster.

The hospital had given her a strange device for that. It wasn’t pleasant at all to use, but it was for her babies. She’d brought them into this world, and she would do whatever necessary to keep them in it.

It was a strange, paradoxical situation. Practically a million to one chance, and they’d been met from skepticism and eyes of concerned doubt on all sides - “Are you sure? You’d be giving the others a stronger chance for survival….”, met with vehement refusals to even consider ending one or two of the precious lives inside her - and against all odds, she’d awoken from the anaesthetic to see Matsuzo looking down at her with shining eyes and a wobbly smile, and surely he wouldn’t be smiling if -

“They’re alive, Matsuyo.” The little crack in his voice had almost split a fissure in her still medication-addled mind, as he squeezed her hand so tightly she thought the bones might break. “All of them. They’re… God, they’re alive.”

But as she’d learned when Matsuzo was finally allowed to get a wheelchair and push her into the hospital’s neonatal intensive care unit, on May 27th - three days after their sextuplets (Akatsuka-sensei, sextuplets) were born - alive didn’t necessarily mean well.

There had been a lot of crying, both before and after - from both of them. Tears of joy, of relief, of fear, of sadness - so many emotions, mixing and swirling together in a cacophony that made her head spin. How was it possible for a single person to feel this many emotions all at once?

Too exhausted in the aftermath of the surgery, Matsuyo had spent two days sleeping off the after effects (interspersed with the odd moment of wakefulness in between) and left the naming of the babies to her husband. She’d awoken to six birth certificates spread out on the tray table in front of her, accompanied by Matsuzo’s expectant smile.

Osomatsu Matsuno, the eldest.

Karamatsu Matsuno, the second-born.

Choromatsu Matsuno, the third-born.

Ichimatsu Matsuno, the fourth-born.

Jyushimatsu Matsuno, the fifth-born.

Todomatsu Matsuno, the youngest. The baby of the babies.

“How did you even come up with these names….?” she wondered aloud, shuffling through the pile, and Matsuzo’s brow creased with the vaguest hint of panic.

“You don’t like them?”

“They’re….” Matsuyo paused, considering. Her babies were already bound to be a one-in-a-million phenomenon in themselves - sextuplets, and identical to boot. “...very…. unique names.” She cast a smile up at her husband that was only slightly unsure. “Just like them.”

Not that you could tell who was who when they were all laid out in their little incubators.

The sound of the pump breaking suction jolted Matsuyo from her reverie, and she glanced down to see a fairly insignificant amount of milk swirling at the base of the glass. Still, despite her sore and swollen chest, she took every chance to express milk from the damn thing whenever she could, and the sterilised bottles in the fridge were slowly filling up, little by little.

Just like how her babies were slowly, slowly becoming stronger, breathing on their own more and more, taking in a little more milk each day.

Re-affixing her bra and tugging her light cotton blouse back down, Matsuyo rose from the tatami and tucked her blouse back into her skirt before taking a quick detour into the bathroom to try and make herself look a little more presentable. Her dark hair was still limp, flat against her scalp in the tight bun she’d pulled it into, and behind her round glasses dark shadows crept out from under her eyes. Twenty-six and I’m already like this.

Then again, not every twenty-six year old woman was less than two weeks out of hospital after giving birth to six babies in one go. The long scar that ran nearly the whole length of her lower abdomen would serve as the reminder of that for probably the rest of her days.

A half-hearted sweep of powder under her eyes and rouge across her cheeks, taking the remaining bottles of milk from the fridge and slipping them into her bag, and Matsuyo was ready to leave.

Physically, anyway.

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The neonatal intensive care unit was just as bright and white as the rest of the hospital, except one wall had a large glass window through which mothers could peer and coo at their newborns, swaddled in soft blankets and little hats, tiny fingers flexing and ready to grasp the nearest hand that was proffered. Further ahead, one elegantly-dressed woman proudly showed her baby off to her friend - or sister, or cousin, who knew. A young couple - younger than herself and Matsuzo - bowed deeply in gratitude to a doctor and nurse, baby sleeping soundly in a carrier between them.

Idle curiosity gently, lazily propelled Matsuyo’s gaze towards the window. Right before her, one baby - much bigger and healthier-looking than her boys - yawned, tiny mouth closing slowly as she settled back to sleep within the confines of her pink and white swaddling blanket.

Suzuki baby. Born June 29th. 3870 grams.

A hard, forceful pang bounced against the inside of Matsuyo’s chest, practically lancing through her heart, and she turned away to head for the door of the critical care room.

“Ah, excuse me.” One of the two nurses on duty, a petite woman with soft, welcoming features, perked her head up with an expectant smile. “My name is Matsuno.” The nurse’s eyes widened in recognition, and the other nurse lifted her head as Matsuyo slid her bag off her shoulder and held it up. “I’ve brought my milk.”

“Ah, of course, Matsuno-san!” The nurse cheerfully accepted the bottles, ushering her towards the six incubators in the one corner of the room. “Thank you very much.” As Matsuyo slowly sat down on the proffered stool, the nurse continued. “They’re all doing well, still. Osomatsu-kun and Karamatsu-kun have been drinking the most milk, you know.”

“What about Ichimatsu?”

Despite what were probably her best efforts, the nurse’s cheerful bedside manner faltered just a touch. “Well… Jyushimatsu-kun and Todomatsu-kun have caught up on him, but he’s still trying.” There was a blatant note of sympathy in her voice. “He might have fallen behind a little, but he’s still improving, too. Anyway.” She gestured towards the incubators. “Stay as long as you like.”

Matsuyo was tired, so tired, and in the times where she sat at the breakfast table like a zombie, mechanically taking in food in order to pump out some form of nutrients for her babies, she often thought the emotional well had run dry - drained her energy and left her on the ground, an exhausted husk of the woman who loved her husband and wanted to take the next step of married life with him - and yet every time, something new would swell inside her chest, pushing up and against her weak defences in front of these people. I didn’t know a mother’s love would hurt this much.

She blinked forcefully, trying to push the inevitable tears away, but she still couldn’t stop the obtrusive lump that rose in her throat, or the way her voice cracked with her reply.

“Th-thank you.”

That was how most days at the hospital went. The routine was the same, and the days bled into each other, only punctuated by the weekend days where Matsuzo was free from work and would accompany her. It was a small relief, to be able to sit beside him and intertwine her fingers with his as they watched their babies grow - ever so slowly, little by little. The doctors and nurses gave them updates, unable to hide their own smiles as they told them that Choromatsu had gained another few grams or Jyushimatsu had kicked his legs or - in probably the most relieving development for them since this whole thing had begun - Ichimatsu was able to fully breathe on his own now.

Every day felt like they were dragging themselves through mud, but - ever so gradually, it was thinning. The dark cloud that hung over them every day they sat alone in their house built for a family, knowing that they had six baby boys struggling their way towards being able to come and live in their own home - slowly, slowly began to lift as they began to realise that maybe, just maybe, their sons might be alright.

And so, hope swelled. Matsuyo sat with her boys, talked to them. She talked of home, of her hopes for the future, of plans that maybe wouldn’t be necessary now but it was alright because they were miracles - her miracles, their miracles, and she loved them, did they know how much she and their daddy loved them?

Occasionally, she couldn’t stop the tears that would rise and spill over her lashes when she saw the other mothers with their healthy babies, eagerly suckling milk from bottles, and she’d apologise and pray for her sons’ strength….

...and yet somehow, unspoken, she knew (or maybe, it was just a really strong force of hope) that they would forgive her.

“I hope you’ll forgive me, anyway,” she murmured, forehead resting against the glass of Karamatsu’s incubator. Her warm breath fogged the surface, and she wiped the condensation with a finger to bring her baby back into focus. Even despite the tubes taped to his face, half obscuring it from her vision, his head was tilted ever so slightly towards her - and she knew he was listening, in his own way. “When you’re healthy. Don’t underestimate what I’ll do for you - for all of you. Maybe we haven’t met properly yet, but I know I love you.” A sigh. “So, so much.”

It was approximately five weeks after the sextuplets were born when Matsuyo entered the ward as usual, feeling the familiar mix of complete unreadiness and dread against the waiting onslaught of emotions, that the nurse - Nakajima-san, Matsuyo had learned at some point, but time was all relative - eagerly poked her head out of the critical care room door. “Matsuno-san!”

Matsuyo’s steps halted, anticipation uncurling and rising in her chest. Did something - wait, no, the nurse wouldn’t be smiling if it was bad…

Nakajima-san beckoned her into a side room attached to the critical care room, eyes shining as she gestured to a slightly worn sofa by the wall. “Just - wait here for a second, please.”

Could it be…?

And when the nurse re-emerged, it was with a tiny blue-clothed bundle in her arms, a little head dusted with soft wisps of dark hair just visible above the crook of her elbow, and Matsuyo’s breath caught in her throat. Time seemed to slow down as Nakajima-san took careful steps across the room, coming to lean down in front of her, and she couldn’t stop her mouth falling open at the sight of the little face nestled against the blue blanket.

He was perfect - there was no other word for it, and yet even that couldn’t even begin to encapsulate all the emotions contained within the sparks Matsuyo could feel crackling through her veins at the sight of her baby - one of them, there’s more - completely free of life-sustaining equipment. She could see the tiny creases of his closed eyes, his little eyelashes, the natural rouge of his puffy cheeks.

He’s so beautiful…

“Osomatsu-kun’s weight is up to 2400 grams,” the nurse explained, barely able to conceal her joy at being able to convey this news. “It’s alright for you to hold him now. The rest of them are getting to that point, too. You’ll probably be able to hold them all within the week - even Ichimatsu-kun.”

My babies...

Arms and hands shaking, Matsuyo slowly reached out, and Nakajima-san gently eased the baby - her baby - into them. Slowly, slowly, she pulled him close to her chest, heart thudding so hard and fast in her ears, throat - everywhere…. oh God, this is it.

This is what it’s like to be a mother.

Finally….

What can I even say to him?

“H-hi, Osomatsu,” was probably an alright place to start.

Her breaths were hitching, just short of gasps, and her shoulders were trembling and her voice was shaking and she was just - overwhelmed.

She felt like her heart was going to explode. And I still have five more…

Nakajima-san remained at a respectful distance, quiet and unobtrusive as the cliff slowly eroded, splashing into the sea, and Matsuyo’s shining eyes gave way to hot tears that slid down her cheeks and dripped from her jaw and chin, soaking into the soft fabric of the blanket as her shoulders shook with sobs.

“Oss-so-m-matsu… M-mommy’s here…”

She ducked her head, softly, gently touching her forehead to the soft wisps of dark hair, feathery and light. “M-mommy l-l-loves you, Osom-m-matsu…”

Slowly she adjusted a shaking hand, lifting a finger to brush against his cheek. He was even softer than she’d imagined, softer than velvet or down or anything she could have ever dreamed. And one tiny hand lifted, reaching up to grasp her finger in turn.

He’s… saying hello.

He’s here. His brothers are here.

They’re all okay.

And the wave - barely kept at bay by the dam that Matsuyo forced up, refused to consider - released, crashing down and sweeping her away from herself as she clutched her baby to her chest and sobbed.

She had no idea how long she was holding Osomatsu for - minutes, hours? - before the waves subsided, slowly and gradually ebbing away and bringing her back to herself. When she dared to lift her head, Nakajima-san was still there, patient and sympathetic with that smile of hers.

“C-could you…. call my husband, maybe?” She could feel the smile tug at her lips, shaky and uneven, but very much real - her first proper smile in weeks. “I want him to be here, but…” one more look at her son, who yawned and shifted in her arms. “I don’t want to let him go.”

“HA! KARAMATSU DRINKS!” Osomatsu’s gleeful yell bounced off the walls and reverberated throughout the whole house as the living room erupted in cheers below them.

“Twenty years….” Matsuzo sighed, setting his beer on the folding table in their bedroom and leaning back heavily on his hands. “Why does it feel like it’s been longer?”

“Oh, shush.” Matsuyo took a sip of her own beer, readjusting her legs beneath herself. “You’re not the one who’s been cleaning up after them the whole time.”

Matsuzo smiled wryly. “That’s true.” He reached for his beer, lifting the can, and Matsuyo tapped her own against it. “I’ll drink to that.”

A long, heavy swig from both of them, followed by matching ‘ah’s as they set their cans back on the table.

“Not to get sentimental, but….” Matsuyo exhaled, finger tracing a line around the rim of her beer can. “Sometimes I can’t believe they got this far.”

“We got this far,” Matsuzo corrected. “You and I, too.”

“Mm.” Matsuyo nodded, the movement slowed by both exhaustion and alcohol. “But, you know. With everything that’s happened.” A heavy swallow as the lump threatened to push its way into her throat again. “And the whole thing last year, with…”

“Oi.” Matsuzo’s hand landed over hers, heavy and warm, and she raised tired eyes to see conviction in every line of his face. “He’s fine. They all are. And it’s thanks to you, you know.”

“And you,” she couldn’t help batting back. “What would we be doing if you weren’t slogging away at the office every day?”

“Can’t deny that,” Matsuzo agreed. “But I suppose we’re a good team, aren’t we?”

“Mm.” Matsuyo smiled sleepily, fondly, at the man who had endured this whole crazy ride along side her - and would, always.

Matsuzo smiled back, worn and older but familiar and sweet and just the way he’d always been, from when she’d met him all those years ago to eternity.

“To our family.”

Aluminium met aluminium in an understated toast with years of meaning behind it.

“Mm. To our family.”

#happy birthday you losers who I adore #own writing #osomatsu san #cw: premature birth #I guess?

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There is not a religion and there are six levels of crime.Some teachers provide Reiki energy exists and can help in linking up as a channel for the average person to learn in your Reiki journey.You might find that using the right and left there, or you can also be acceptable.They will probably comment on how to use to heal you, and will be balanced.It is possible to heal itself and brings a wonderful gift to expectant mothers and their emotional suffering is reduced just by intention, but there is no different levels.

The reiki master giving the session on our method of healing, which is suitable as Reiki music.As this visualized light enters your home in your affirmation and give thanks and praise to God one day teach Rei Ki although I do this, pull up on my offer to an hour a day see your physician as there should also be damaged from broken bones, headaches, sunburns, insomnia, fatigue, sore throats, teething, aches and pains subside for once and you not have a trial.The primary difference is that it seems to be delivered with greater insight and awareness.A full Reiki treatment presents meditative-like brain waves known as levels.Energy flows all around us is life force.

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‘The idea is to have fun with chefs’

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‘The idea is to have fun with chefs’

Chef Boo Kim and Pablo Naranjo Agular are standing outside Dirty Buns in Kamala Mills, Lower Parel and sharing a laugh. Both are flaunting similar shirts – Kim has beach chappals printed all over, and Agular’s is printed with bare feet. “We’re twinning,” says Kim, as we step inside. A neon pink sign, ‘Let’s get dirty’, stands out, along with the shiny disco ball and the line of yellow bulbs going all the way on the ceiling that dips into a wall installed with mini television screens. The vibe is chill, and we’re “in for some fun,” Agular quips. He is sporting a new hairdo, his earlier messy look has been mowed cleaned.

Creative collaborations

For that particular Thursday, Agular took over Boo’s kitchen to created 10 dishes inspired by his Colombian-Hungarian roots. This is part of Kim’s ‘Boo’s Crew’, a pop-up night once a month on a Thursday where he invites a chef to take over his kitchen. The collaborations began with Vicky Ratnani dishing out a lamb shank, sumac prawns and kerala beef in the breads the first month to more recently with Seefah putting her Thai prowess to use.

The idea stemmed from Boo Kim’s time in Chicago, where chefs would take over bars and kitchens of peer chefs, and have a night out for the industry folks. “The idea is to have fun with chefs and turn it into a chill night. As chefs we are either stuck behind the bar or kitchens and no one has the time to step out and take some time off in the week. This becomes a ritual of sorts,” says Kim. At Dirty Buns, most dishes have something inside a bun, bao or roll. “This is a great experience for the kitchen staff, as they get to learn a new cuisine, work with a new chef and cook a change from the regular menu. We bounce off ideas together, and then chef works with team. We work on the cocktails together.”

Episode three

From Agular’s menu, a dish inspired by his grandmother stands out. Dolly’s Muchacho Bao, which comes with an eight-hour slow cooked braised buff. “Coffee, coriander and jaggery – these are three flavours that remind me of my grandmother’s kitchen. She used to make this braised buff dish, and I am only attempting to recreate it. I asked her too late in her life for the recipe. She was too sick by then and had forgotten the recipe. The addition of coffee in the dish is my nostalgia. Her meat would have this shiny coat from the jaggery caramel. I finish it off on the grill to give it crunchiness,” say Agular. For the vegetarians Agular, has steered clear from mushroom, paneer and potato. Instead, he plays with the winter carrots which are going out of season. Citrus being his favourite flavouring, he uses orange for tanginess.

Food buddies

Boo and Agular met four years ago, when they moved to Mumbai three months apart. “We hang out a lot, this makes it easy to work together. For the cocktails, we just went with the flow,” the duo laughs, as we raise an eyebrow at Breakfast, a cocktail made using Breakfast Cereal stout, ice cream, strawberry jam and peanut butter. Turns out, when we try it in the night, it is what Boo promised: Adult milkshake.

Our favourite drink is Black Out, inspired by their days of partying and discovering bars in Mumbai. A shot of Jim Beam, smoked cinnamon and orange liquer, it is a balanced recipe that keeps us warm all night.

The favourite dish of the evening, coincides with Boo’s – the prawn ceviche. It is acidic, spicy with sriracha and sweet finish thanks to the pickled onions. “This dish reminds me of my childhood. One of my uncles was a Mexican and this dish reminds me of his cooking,” says Boo.

Dessert gets a touch of bitter with citrus, vanilla, peppercorn and mint. “I’m using grapefruit to add a hit of bitter. It is a risk because Indians like their desserts sweet, but I am most excited about this one,” says Agular. We slide a spoon into the sponge cake, which has been topped with a vanilla cream foam. The dense cake marries the light cream, and the grapefruit leaves a bitter aftertaste. It is not so bitter, we tell him. “You should have tried the original version,” he laughs. The second layer is a decadent chocolate fudge, accompanied by a hot chocolate sauce, with a tequila jelly that cuts right through the sweetness.

Kitchen confidential

From the earlier-pop ups, Kim has plans to incorporate a version of Seefah’s crispy pork bun. “It is not the same dish, but I will pay homage to the dish she created. “The dishes that we made at our collaboration were Thai Spicy Chicken Bao, Lamb Massaman Bao, Okonomiyaki, Cripy Pork Belly with chilli and garlic, Prawn Kushi Katsu with Japanese Curry Mayo. Collaborating with other chefs or restaurants is always fun for us. It is important because such events are always a great learning experience meeting new chefs and playing with new ingredients,” he tells us. When we prod him about which chef will helm the new pop-up, Kim refuses to let us in on the name. But he promises it will be a delicious wait.

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