#if it seems like i'm raining on your guys' parade - i am! :)
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Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss – Chapter 7 (Part 1)
Following is part 1 of my translation of Chapter 7 of Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss. This part contains Episode 7-101 to 7-106
Main storyline spoilers after the cut.
Episode 7-101
Silver: Y-You’re…!
Idia: Can’t start a boss raid without a tank, and now we’re all set to go. The opening act’s DONEZO. Time for the main event! Heehee!
Sebek: J-Just what on earth is going on here!? Have we awakened from the dream?
Idia: Nah, we're still in the dream, sorry. Well, it's not really a dream. It's just a magic domain that Malleus-Shi created. I mean, just look at that armor you're wearing, dude. No way you can take that into the real world with you. 'Cause it's not really real, it's just, like, "info".
Silver: W-Wait, how do you know all this? Do you remember what happened before we fell asleep?
Idia: Uhh, it's not that I remembered everything. It's just I got a good handle on what's going on, I guess you could say.
Yuu: What do you mean?
Idia: H-Hold your horses, I'll explain later. But first… uhmm.. Ahh… I haven't really ever talked to you guys, right? Name's Idia Shroud, I'm the dormwarden over at Ignihyde.
Sebek: Ah, that's it! I was wondering why you seemed so familiar. Now I remember, you are indeed Ignihyde's warden! You appeared in that strange, plank-like form at my orientation, and I dare say this is the first time we've ever properly met.
Idia: R-Right. I just remoted into your guys' orientation on my tablet.
Sebek: And I am Sebek Zigvolt of Diasomnia! A first year of Class D, student number 33! This dullard here is my dormmate, Silver! He is a second year!
Idia: G-geez he sounds like a friggin' air horn!! Feels like my eardrums are about to explode. Hard to believe Malleus-shi's ears aren't totally busted from having to listen to that all the time...
Silver: My apologies, Idia Senpai. We'll try to keep it down. Anyways, I don't think you have to worry about your eardrums, since we're inside a dream and all, but… Ah, that's right! Everyone, stay alert!! Idia Senpai, Grim, Yuu, get behind us!
Idia: Wait, wot? Why? AUGH! Ow ow ow! I'm getting squeezed to death in a meathead-and-armor sandwich!!
Grim: Huh? What's goin' on, Silver?
Silver: Now that Idia Senpai's awake, it's only a matter of time before the Darkness appears and tries to lull him into a deeper sleep.
Grim: Crap, yer right! An' ya know what else… I bet Malleus is gonna pop up any second now and go into his stupid "HaVe yOu aWaKeNeD!?" spiel!
Sebek: The Darkness aside, I fear without Sir Lilia's aide our odds against Lord Malleus are… Nay, that matters not! Be it the Darkness or the Young Lord, we shall defeat whatever stands in our path!
Idia: Ohmigod I'm gonna die… I can't… breathe…!
???: So sorry to rain on your guys' parade, but… There's no need to worry about Malleus Draconia-san or that wiggly black stuff right now. It's likely Malleus-san is currently engaged with pouring his "resources" into keeping Lilia Vanrouge-san asleep.
Grim: Hey, that sounds like Ortho! Boy am I glad you're here, I thought we mighta lost ya back in the dream corridor. Where are you, anyway?
Ortho: Teehee, sorry for all the worry. Unfortunately, I'm unable to join you guys in big brother's dream without it causing some major problems, so we'll just have to talk through this monitor feed for now. Sorry. Anyways… My big brother appears to be suffering from oxygen deficiency judging by the pallor of his face, so could you please give him some space?
Silver: Ack, I'm so sorry!
Idia: *gasps for breathe* Uwaaaah!!! A-Another second and I was about to get yeeted into the Underworld… T-Thanks, Ortho.
Sebek: Oi, what was all that gibberish about Lord Malleus pouring "resources" into Sir Lilia?
Idia: Yeah, yeah, we're getting there. Ortho, could ya give 'em a recap?
Ortho: Roger that, big brother! I guess I'll start with how me and big brother know this is all just a dream… So on the day of Lilia-san's going away party, Malleus-san cast a spell that put all of Sage's Island to sleep… Or better said, he froze all of spacetime here. But by transforming into data and utilizing a connection I established with a communication satellite, I was able to escape.
Everyone: Communication satellite!?
Grim: The heck were ya able to do that!?
Ortho: Hehehe, it's because I'm unique! I may not be able to develop a Unique Magic, since I'm not a mage… But I was able to transmit my consciousness and my soul to a communication satellite using radio waves, and I then transferred myself into a different body. And that's something only I can do, ya know?
Sebek: I am loathe to admit it… But the technical advances that humans have brought forth truly are astounding.
Silver: Right. You and me could train and train, but we'll never be able to do what Ortho just did. He truly is unique.
Ortho: Hehheh, I'd love to hear you guys compliment me some more… But I'll get back to the story. Once I made it to Styx, I got my hands on a brand new gear.
Sebek: Styx…. 'Tis the organization that administrates the Isle of Lament, as I recall Sir Lilia explaining to us before.
Ortho: Correct. And then I worked together with Styx to infiltrate the island, so we could analyze Malleus-san's Unique Magic… Fae of Maleficence.
Episode 7-102
(A little while after Ortho and the KB-RS units departed for Sage's Island)
Ortho: This is Ortho reporting. I have reached the aerial perimeter of Sage's Island together with KB-RS01 and 02. We are now en route to the penetration point. The island's still pretty far away, but my magical energy and blot concentration sensors are going crazy. This is just like when the gates to the Underworld opened up… No, it'll be okay. I've got this new gear mom made for me, and the KB-RS units are here with me, too.
KB-RS01 / 02: Grrrr…. Woof woof!!
Ortho: This is Ortho reporting. We have reached the penetration point. Now making final preparations for descent.
Chief: Roger that. Good luck!
Ortho: Now deploying magical barrier infiltration mode. Activating counter-spell barrier. KB-RS units, deploy slicer modules and activate your ethereal slicers! Now initiating operation "Infiltrate Sage's Island"!
Ortho: Dammit, looks like this isn't going to be easy… KB-RS units! Keep on the attack!
Chief: We need to cover for Ortho. All battleships, aim your magical cannons at the barrier!
Operator A: All magical cannons are at full output! Firing in five seconds…. 3…2…1!
Chief: Fire!!
Ortho: The vines are all gathering together in that one spot to protect the island!! Looks like we should be able to get in over there, where the vines aren't so concentrated. Let's go, KB-RS units! Ethereal slicers at maximum output! We're gonna cut our way in!!
Operator A: Ortho has successfully infiltrated the barrier.
Head Engineer: …That takes care of the first hurdle. The next problem will be getting him out of there. He's only got twenty minutes before that gear loses power.
Chief: Right. Let's make sure we're prepared for whatever happens. Hurry up and get those cannons reloaded!
Staff Members: Yes, Sir!
Head Engineer: Come back safe and sound, you hear… Or-kun!!!
Episode 7-103
Ortho: ….We did it! We're inside the domain! And thanks to my counter-spell barrier, the spacetime aberrations here aren't affecting me at all.
(Time until loss of power: 20:00)
Ortho: Deploying analysis anchors!! Now running analysis! Woah, this magic is super complex… It'll take a good 17 minutes just to analyze the spell's formulation and save all this data. We'll be cutting it close, but we can make it. Just have to keep the anchors safe until the analysis is done….
(Purple lightning strikes)
???: My, my… And I was wondering just what slipped into my domain.
(Malleus appears in a column of green fire)
Malleus: Let's see here, you're… You look awfully different, but you're Little Shroud, correct?
Ortho: Malleus Draconia-san…!!! You're… So you really did overblot.
KB-RS01: Grrrr!!!
Malleus: Shouldn't you be fast asleep back at Diasomnia?
Ortho: Heh, sorry about that. But that body in the dorm lounge is nothing but a tin can now. I was able to use the wireless network to escape. Thing is, I'm an autonomous AI constructed from data, so I-… Actually, you probably won't understand even if I explain it, huh.
Malleus: In other words, you slipped out of your body, like a ghost, and found yourself a new vessel… Is that right?
Ortho: Oh, wow! That's a very fae-ish way of interpreting data transfer! But yeah, you got it. As long as there's radio waves available, I can go pretty much anywhere. …Even to the furthest reaches of space! I saw you used your magic to block off the submarine cables, but you never even thought about the satellites, didja? Magic is the power of imagination. And you can't bring to life or fight against something you don't understand. And that's exactly what I am - I'm not made out of quantum particles our spiritual energy or anything like that, I'm data. You seriously need to consider upping your security protocols! Personally, I recommend implementing UTM within your barrier.
Malleus: You-tee-em? What in the world is that supposed to stand for, I wonder.
Ortho: What the- You don't even know what that is, either? Geez. See, this is exactly why you got outwitted by your Kouhai like this. Doesn't matter if you're one of the top give mages in the world, or how ancient this spell is… You're no big deal. You'll never be able to put me to sleep with your magic!
Malleus: Heh, I see… In that case… I'll just have to smash you to pieces then, you little automaton.
Ortho: Go ahead and try! You'll see just how strong Styx… Just how strong the most advanced human technology in the world is!
Ortho (thinking): Malleus-san doesn't appear to view the analysis anchors as a threat. There's thirteen minutes left until they'll be ready… I need to buy us some time!
Malleus: My sincerest apologies, but uninvited guests really aren't welcome here. I'll be escorting you out now.
Episode 7-104
Malleus: You have my praise, it's quite astounding you've been able to maintain your sanity within my domain for this long. However… Is this really supposed to be the pinnacle of human invention? How pathetic! You haven't managed to lay even a finger on me this whole time. Fufufu…. Ahahhaha!
Ortho (thinking): Damnit! It's like everything in the domain is bending to Malleus-san's will. I don't think our attacks are even hitting him, let alone having any effect. It's like he's got this whole place in the palm of his hand…!
Malleus: Now then, let us cease with these childish games.
(Malleus explodes one of the KB-RS units)
Ortho: 01!!
Ortho (thinking): There's only 30 seconds left until the analysis is complete… Come on, we're almost there!!
Malleus: My, you look awfully pale. Do even machines feel fear? It's alright, I'll ensure you won't feel a thing when I shatter you.
Ortho (thinking): 20 seconds left… Please, hurry up, anchors! Hurry!!
Malleus: Sweet dreams, Little Shroud.
Ortho (thinking): I failed… I'm so sorry, mom and dad!
(Malleus freezes for a second and then looks confused)
Malleus: !!!
Ortho: !?
Malleus: Tsch, I missed.
Ortho (thinking): What… just happened? It's like he froze for a second there. Kind of like when a CPU overloads and gets a processing failure.
(an alarm beeps)
Analysis Anchor: Analysis complete. Data has been saved to the crypto memory core.
Ortho: 02! Get all the anchors and retreat! NOW!!
KB-RS02: Grrrr!!
Malleus: How bothersome. You're nothing more than a fly buzzing around my face…Away with you!
(Malleus explodes the other unit)
Ortho: 02! Argh… But thanks to 02 distracting him, the anchors are safe. All I have to do now is get them out of here…!
(The ground starts to shake)
Malleus: …What is it now? You fools just don't know when to stop!
Ortho: This is…!
Episode 7-105
Operator B: KB-RS01 and 02 are down! 45 seconds until Ortho loses power!
Head Engineer: …He still has enough time and power to escape the domain. Don't give up!! All autopilot Charon units, activate Termination Mode! Do whatever it takes to get Ortho out of there!
Chief: All battle ships, concentrate power into the magical cannons! Raise the output and don't stop firing!!
Technician: W-We've already reached maximum output! If we go any higher, the generators are going to get fried!
Chief: I don't care! As long as we can give him some time, even ten seconds or three seconds, it doesn't matter. We just need to have Malleus concentrate on defending the barrier! Now take aim and fiiiiiire! Fire, fire fire!
Ortho: It's Styx! They're giving me backup! Now's my chance! Magical slicer, full buuurst!
Malleus: …What!?
Ortho: Uooooooo!!
Chief: Cease cannon fire! All ships, prepare for Malleus's counterstrike and activate your invisible shields!
Operator A: …Ortho has now exceeded his power limit. System down, we don't have a signal!
Chief: …No!!
Head Engineer: Or-kun…!
(An alarm blares)
Operator A: We're receiving a transmission from the Charon Tetra Unit!
Charon: This is Tetra Unit reporting! We've discovered Ortho's body floating in the water around the domain! His body is very badly damaged, but his core is unharmed. We've also recovered all the analysis anchors from the water. We're now en route back to HQ.
Everyone: We did it!! Hooraaaaay!!
(Mr. and Mrs. Shroud hug and fall to the floor in relief)
Chief / Head Engineer: Haaaahhh….
Head Engineer: Good grief... I've said this before and I'll say it again, but even if I had a hundred hearts those boys would still leave me frazzled at the end of the day….
Chief: You know what? I gotta agree with you there, sweetheart….
Malleus: …Tsch. Damn those cunning little humans… No, it matters not. They can come back as many times as they like, be it a hundred times, a thousand times, and it will always end the same… I will remove any and all uninvited guests.
Episode 7-106
Ortho: Huh? Where am I…?
Head Engineer: You awake, Or-kun?
Ortho: Mom… Dad… I…
Head Engineer: Your Cerberus Gear was heavily damaged. All we managed to recover was your core and some of the surrounding parts around it. We lost both KB-RS units in the domain.
Ortho: I see… I wanted the three of us to make it back home together…
Head Engineer: They were good boys, huh. Listen, once we get rid of that domain, I'm sure we'll be able to recover their parts. And then mama will fix them up good as new.
Ortho: I'm so sorry, I know how hard you worked on them…
Head Engineer: What are you apologizing for!! All that matters is you're safe and sound. Welcome home, Or-kun.
Chief: Welcome home, Ortho. I'm so glad you made it back safely.
Ortho: Yeah, I'm glad to be home, too.
(The Shroud family hugs each other)
Ortho: Wait, I almost forgot! What about the anchors!?
Chief: They've all been recovered safely, you guys did an excellent job. Sytx's data processing department is firing all cylinders trying to analyze everything. There's multiple, complex layers of magic comprising Malleu's domain. The way it's interwoven, it reminds me of Test Subject F… Sorry, of the ancient spell that Grim has on him. Thanks to Briar Valley's assistance, we've at least been able to ascertain how the domain is constructed.
Ortho: Already!? That's great news!
Chief: Unfortunately, it's just the opposite.
Ortho: Wait, what do you mean?
Chief: We've determined that if Malleus Draconia himself does not break his spell voluntary, or if he is not eliminated, then we only have a 0.2% chance of destroying the domain from the outside.
Ortho: No…!
Head Engineer: Everything in that domain, even the laws of reality, is under Malleus's control. We could fire the most powerful magical cannons in the world at that barrier and fight our way inside, but as soon as you're in, you're powerless. We could maybe beat him if we take about 100,000 Cerberus Gear units with us…
Ortho: We probably wouldn't even need to fight him if we had that many units. He'd be too stunned to even move…
Head Engineer: Sounds like a good idea, right? But by the time I finish making that many auto-pilot units, his domain will have likely enveloped the whole world by then.
Chief: We have a couple of other concerns, as well. The minds of all those people asleep on Sage's Island, they're all trapped within Malleus's magical barrier. And according to our analyses, we've discovered they're all currently "dreaming".
Ortho: Dreaming…? You mean the illusionary phenomenon humans experience when in REM sleep?
Head Engineer: Correct. His magic is tricking them into believing that what they're seeing in those dreams is real. It almost works like the Lethe River system, in a way. So if we go in guns a-blazing and try to destroy the barrier, we just might end up destroying everyone's minds along with it.
Ortho: I get it… It's like the domain is one huge server. And that means… Pretty much our only option is to try and convince Malleus-san to bring down the domain himself and let everybody go.
Part 2
Part 3
#twst spoilers#twst#twisted wonderland#twst jp#malleus draconia#idia shroud#twst silver#sebek zigvolt#ortho shroud#the ruler of the abyss#twst book 7
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God my hatred for Lizzie has no boundaries...why is no one talking about how the whole vendetta situation and what preceded (Grace's death included) came about because of her???
Don't get me wrong, I'm not a Grace lover either. Her character was quite dull and the only one who was remotely trying to create some sort of chemistry between those two characters was Cillian with his brilliant acting skills.
Nonetheless, it surprises me how much the fandom actually adores Lizzie (no hate to any of the actors, please, let's just have a peaceful discussion)
I'm sorry that I've been sitting on this ask for so long, anon! I've just been trying to get my thoughts in order regarding this and decide how I want to approach discussions about Lizzie on this blog.
For those who don't know: I do not like Lizzie. I am happy to go more in depth on some of my feelings/opinions on her (so long as you ask in a respectful way) and I have avoided discussing her very much on here because as I've mentioned in other posts, I don't like raining on other people's parades. But at the same time I feel like I should be able to state and be honest regarding my opinions of her, you know?
I know that I have many mutuals and followers who are big fans of Lizzie's. And I get that a pretty massive faction of the fandom utterly adores her, so I'm just gonna say this before we jump in here: great for you guys! I'm glad you've found a character you like/can connect with. These posts are not gonna be for you, and I gently recommend you just keep on scrolling.
While I don't agree with jumping onto other people's posts and being an ass, I think making your own posts or answering asks ranting about characters is completely fine. Everyone's going to have different opinions on certain characters and that's great! That being said, I'm not interesting in getting into arguments about this. So if you try to pull any sort of shit in the comments or in my askbox, you're gonna be getting blocked, okay? I feel the way I feel about this character, and it's unlikely any of us are gonna be changing each other's minds about it, and I'm not interested in causing any sort of drama.
Okay, disclaimer over, onto the ask:
I actually don't blame Lizzie for the vendetta. I can see why people do, but I always put most of the fault for that whole shit show onto John for being a jealous dumbass. But I will say that the whole Angel relationship she had going on was just weird. And I mostly blame SK for it, because what the fuck?
I don't buy for one second that Lizzie actually loved Angel. We don't see her upset at all over his death, and if she was in love with him, it seems very out of character for her to just be cool with Tommy to the point of sleeping with him again after he ordered his death. And we don't see any evidence that she was upset over having the break up with him either--another reason why I don't blame her that much; as soon as it became a big issue she tried to help fix it in a manner that would cause the least amount of destruction possible.
It always came across to me that her seeing Angel was a last ditch attempt to make Tommy jealous prior to his wedding. An idiotic move? I mean, yeah, probably. But I don't hold her responsible for John throwing an utter bitch fit multiple times and attacking Angel when the problem was already almost solved.
Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of moments in which I take very serious issue with Lizzie, but the who situation with Angel and Grace's death isn't really one of them. And I agree, anon, that it's baffling to me just how much the fandom seems to adore her, at least considering how I interpret her. But I guess that's the beauty of everyone having different interpretations of stories/characters.
Anyway, if you've made it this far, again, please don't hate me or feel personally attacked if you're a Lizzie fan , these are just my views/interpretations of the character.
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Cordie was certain she'd clinched the deal and convinced Phil to join but as he reached for the pen on the table, Matthew gritted his teeth.
"Pack it up, guyliner." He growled.
"What?" Phil stepped back.
"I know and you know why you're really here, and it's not gonna happen."
"I don't know what you're—"
"You think she's cute, right?"
"What are you, like her boyfriend or something?"
"What I am is what stands between you and her, so go ahead, do you wanna play those odds?" Matthew cracked his knuckles.
Phil took another step back.
"Phil?" Cordie said noticing Phil backing away from the table.
"On second thought, I just realized I can't join. I have a conflict."
"What kind of conflict? I'm sure we can figure it out."
"Uh," Matthew cracked his wrists, "no we definitely can't, I'm sorry."
"But wait! Please! You seemed so interested before. Can't we make this work somehow?" Without realizing it, Cordelia was using her puppy dog eyes on him, and had it been just the two of them, Phil would've folded in a second, but under Matthew's glare, Phil turned away.
"I'm really sorry, Cordelia. I hope you're able to find other members." Phil said before quickly departing.
Cordie's heart sunk as she watched him go, but when she caught Matthew smirking out of the corner of her eye, she just knew this was his doing.
"What did you say to him?"
"Why do you assume I said something?"
"Because you did, didn't you? Phil was so enthusiastic about joining, then I turn my back to call around to attract more people to the table and suddenly he's all but running away. What did you do?"
"Trust me, he wasn't really interested!"
"I don't trust you! You scared him away on purpose, didn't you? What is your problem? Why are you trying to ruin this for me? Do you just get some sick pleasure out of raining on my parades? You never change." She huffed.
"Me? Your problem is you're too naive!"
"You can't just trust everyone's intentions! Not everyone means you well. Especially if you're going to go out into the world looking like that and being too kind. You're just asking for guys like that to take advantage."
"Looking like what? What's wrong with the way I look?"
Matthew glanced over at her and gave her the once over.
"You're very..."
"Very?"
He paused.
"Forget it. I don't feel like telling you right now."
"You know what, fine! I don't care anymore. Because of you I'll have to work twice as hard tomorrow to recruit more members."
"Oh, stop being so dramatic! You got 1 member."
"I need FIVE to become an official club. I would've only needed 2 more if you hadn't chased Phil away."
"Well, too bad for Phil I guess."
"Ya know what? Just stop talking. I want to go home. My brain can't take much more of you."
#fletcher legacy gen 2#ts4#ts4 story#ts4 gameplay#simblr#ts4 legacy#ts4 legacy challenge#sims 4 legacy#sims 4 gameplay#Fall Year 1#Cordelia Fletcher#Matthew Landgraab#Philip Annan
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“You’re so unfair grounding me two days before Christmas.”
“You’re lucky to be allowed to hang with the adults, you also can’t nap because Auntie Em is probably not gonna be able to help.”
“You’re so lucky you can drink.” Kat muttered.
Emma joked plainly to Kat, “Be careful what you wish for, kid.”
“So Kat you will be a good host and help your mom.”
“Yes m’am.” She rolled her eyes. “Can I get a few bucks sugamomma for lunch?”
Manny pulled out a five and a ten, “You can get yourself something from The Dot. As far as moms go, you can do worse.” Manny was in a good mood or she was trying to be and masking by immating the wives she sees on the shows she watches, very June Cleaver as she fried the bacon on the griddle for everyone. “ Also you’re very lucky Santa is coming after the stuff you pulled at school the parties, the sneaking out, you can forget about Disney World Senior Trip you keep it up, or university?”
“Ugh! Mom please, you can be so ugh!” She took off her sunglasses to show she ‘means’ business or wants to be tough. Kat is far from a morning person and Manny experiences this on a daily basis the back and forth. If mom says no ask dad, they both say no ask Joey, if all three are united on no she calls her rich auntie Em and of course it’s always a yes. Emma sees it from Manny’s perspective and her own and suddenly it seems kind of fucked. “I don’t care, what’s the point? Go to college be trillions in debt, whoo hoo. It’s all a joke. Neither of your guys went to university.”
“Honey, we did, maybe not your aunt no offense.”
“None taken.”
“We saved up, your father and I, we didn’t go right away but you have an amazing opportunity. Your dad and I, Aunt Em, we didn’t go to a four year university, and your lovely aunt Emma didn’t put your college fund together and gift you money for you to throw away your potential and your future.”
She drank some coffee picking at her poptart unphased and sounding like a spoiled brat with little to no opinions or cares. She proceeded to get super cultural maybe she was trying to paint a picture for Emma and be generally rude, “Paul said that college is a trap and a money grab for the rich elite.”
“Who is to say Paul’s sticking around?" Manny questioned shaking her head and adding, "you’re going to college end of story."
“Why are you so unfair mom? Why must you have to rain on my parade all the time?”
“Guys, I have a headache. Keep it down to a dull roar.” Emma groaned and moaned as she got up and rummaged through the fridge and got a bottle of water out and something to snack on as Manny was prepping things in the kitchen. “Oh and Kat?”
“What, Auntie Em?”
“Did you tell your mom how disrespectful you were to me yesterday when all I asked was where you were planning on going dressed like your mom at that rave circa 2003?”
Manny was shocked and a little bit humiliated, “Emma!”
“Mom! Why am I just finding that out, you held out on me? You were a raver mom? I can get used to Auntie Em, who I suddenly forgive now.” She clinked Emma’s coffee mug with her own.
“Emma! Why?” Manny widened her eyes and was still recovering from that humbling moment, still humiliated by that revelation and her daughters reaction. “Not another word about my life before you were around. A very long eighteen years ago. You weren’t even a glimmer in my eye. Your father was not even supposed to be there.”
“You peeled off early with Kat’s father, and I walked in on you two making kissyfaces in my twin bed because you left me there if I remember that night correctly.”
“Em, must you? Now go sleep it off. I'm having a very serious conversation with my very impressionable teenaged daughter. I don’t want to remember that. We almost stopped being friends over that. Ugh, no.” And turned to Kat, “Please don’t make the same mistakes I made in fashion.”
Emma was about to retire herself from the conversation at Manny’s request and left them with, “Manny for the record I hope you’ll always remember thongs go inside the jeans.” In a sing-song voice, she bid them goodbye for now, “I’ll be outside.” With her, she took her hot coffee that finally finished percolating in the Keurig.
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you know some people that are really into BeliFaa for whatever reason occasionally just have the wildest interpretations of things Lucilius says in reference to Belial that seem like an enormous stretch to try to feel like they have some kind of proof he actually cares about him and like. i don't want to rain on their parade or anything because it's fine if they're having fun even if i think they are wildly misinterpreting the material but it makes me laugh so much because it always just makes me imagine Belial being the one writing their posts because he would wish what they were saying was the case so so much. like yeah Belial that attempt at a diversion and general annoyance with what he sees as illogical behavior was totally him defending your right to exist, i'm sure you definitely still have a chance, keep doing what you're doing for another millennia it has to work eventually am i right
"(some) BeliFaa shippers sounds like Belial having made a thousand different account to justify that no, Lucilius is totally in love with him guys", is the funniest way to possibly interpret it
if he convinces enough people that it's different people maybe it'll convince Lucilius too right? copium.
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just like to remind everyone that blizzard renaming mccree in no way makes meaningful reparations toward the family of the woman they sexually harassed so virulently that she took her own life, nor to the other victims of sexual harassment, racialized harassment and workplace exploitation in activision blizzard
#jesse mccree#cole cassidy#overwatch#overwatch 2#blizzard#if it seems like i'm raining on your guys' parade - i am! :)
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Woo, we survived another hiatus! To ring in Season 2B, we have Follies at the Coven Day Parade! Let's see what's in store, shall we?
(Good to be back!)
I see we're building off that diary entry right off the bat with another video from Luz trying to convince Camila that the Demon Realm is a nice place, actually
OH GOD SKELETON HOOTY FUCK
PUT THAT THING BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME
Ah, a magic demonstration, what could possibly go wrong? (If you didn't read this in a Bubsy voice, you're doing it wrong)
I, uh, don't think Boscha was impressed...
Ah, yes, very reassuring, Principal Bump
Then again, we're going by Boiling Isles standards, so he's probably confident that this is reassuring
Ah, they're talking about Belos
"Maybe the real emperor was society all along" lol Willow
Y'know, Gus, with a certain segment of the fandom, you're not exactly wrong
(In the interest of full disclosure, I am sorta in the "Belos is hot" camp. I'm not pleased about it, either)
Luz clearly concerned the video isn't making her case
Amity sneaking up with a correct(?) assumption
Amity's learning Spanish! I repeat: Amity's learning Spanish!! AAAAA❤❤❤
"Sweet potato" a bit unorthodox, but that's pretty cute, actually
Lmao a cookbook. I know they say the way to someone's heart is through their stomach, but this is ridiculous!
Also loving the idea that Amity is talking with Gus about human customs. It's like we all dreamed of
AAAAA THEY'RE SO ADORABLE I CAN'T AFLKHEUOIAGFHILUWS
Hmm, traumatic flashback time
That's not what Camila said...hmmmmm...
And Luz tells an obvious lie. I don't think Amity's buying it
NOW LUZ HAS KISSED AMITY YESSSSSS
(I do like that they're still all blushy around each other, too)
Lol Amity was red for a good while there
Uh oh
She did seem to tell Eda and King. Seems like @novelist-becca was onto something
Oh, Eda, you would find a way to take a stock phrase and take it up to 11
"A fancy way to kiss the emperor'sssssss...whatever"
Also, I refuse to believe Eda hasn't cursed in front of King before, so I'm not sure what that gesture was supposed to do lol
Kikimora? With family issues? Interesting...
Luz giving off some "Big Mood" vibes there
"Private Inspectergator" the wordplay in this show remains 10/10
Not talking about bread puns...followed by a bread pun
Well, now we know Eda keeps a diary, and didn't tell the kids about Raine
Yeah, Luz's reaction is pretty much what I thought it might be when finding out about Raine
Palisman: Unknown
Master of all manners of instruments from the GUI-SCAR to THE ORGAN
Also they like spicy food and their favorite movie is Die Bard 2, truly the deepest lore
Oh hey parallels to Azura. "Just like Azura and Hecate in Book 5!" Damn, Hecazura was also made canon, this episode has it all!
I don't know why I'm so amused by the tape player playing Eda's Requiem
"Someone on the inside" Gee, wonder who that could be?
Love this face:
Playing therapist for Kiki
Eda makes very good points. In fact, I'm somewhat surprised Kiki didn't blast them then and there
(Side note: Hearing Eda casually say "your girlfriend" to Luz is just 💯)
"Not the hot kind of bad" lmao Eda
"What are you getting out of this?" Ah, Luz, having empathy for a foe in a situation you relate to hard
"I'm just a party planner at this point" Damn, Belos does not treat his top brass well at all
Luz succeeded her bluff check
Ah, a fake kidnapping that's also a real kidnapping!
Oh, Hooty, you continue to be hilariously off-putting
That whole transaction with King and Edric is amazing
Good to see Hooty is self-aware about his desperate need for attention, at least
Uh, Luz, you're starting to sound like Kiki a bit...
And you most certainly did not leave your phone at the Owl House
Willow workout! Fuck yeah!
Ah, awkward solo interaction. Luz did mention that they were still working things out.
"Her phoon...her phun...her...thingy at school"
Amity at the classic privacy crossroads
As nice as the whole moment with the braiding is, that look on Willow's face didn't escape my notice. There's still work to be done here
"You know I hate these things! Talking to people...waving to people...People! *shudder*" Wow, even brainwashed Raine is a whole-ass mood
Kiki, you triggered that vine thingy, why are you surprised at their behavior?
Ah, Plant Coven Head! Terra! She seems...ominous
Those...headaches...I don't like this...
Jeez, Terra is setting off some creep alarms...I kinda love it
You step away from them, lady!
Fuck, Terra even makes me feel dread for Kikimora, this is too much power
Oh, that cat float was for the Beast Keeping Coven! Makes sense
Hey, it's the old man from the Looking Glass Graveyard!
And there's the screenshot of Luz leaping
There is something darkly amusing about Raine still having stage fright despite the brainwashing. Then again, that's probably a trait left intact to make their actions all the more convincing...
You know what, Eda? Considering that float was made from scraps of garbage, it does actually look pretty damn good
Why is Luz me if I tried to get down off a roof like that?
(Oh right, because she's my favorite)
Hooty's watch is upsetting, like almost every aspect of him
"Belos? More like BOO-LOS!" Ouagh, gottem!
I wonder how a non-brainwashed Raine would react to those fireworks
EC rank and file continue to seem rather underwhelming. I'm beginning to think they're selected more for pliability than actually being good at anything
Ooh, bad acting time!
Lmaooo Luz
Even Amity's facepalming
Sneaky? I don't think Hooty is physically capable of such a thing
"Not the first time I heard that!" You know, considering how the Emperor's Coven probably tried to capture Eda before, he's definitely right about that
Oh, Raeda angst, since they don't, uh, remember
Probably not the first time they've fought with magic, come to think of it, if some of the fan theories are anything to go by
"Who will end us?" There she is!
Full name: Terra Snapdragon!
Also, full name? That seems...significant
Thank goodness Hooty's here to be fucking hilarious
Reciting the exact chapter from Book 5 of Good Witch Azura that Luz took the plan from? Amity knows her girlfriend so well
WHAT SKATEBOARD WHAT
THAT'S AMAZING LMAOOOOO
Oh, that skateboard's gonna be a meme
Back to Eda and Raine...Raine's definitely continuing that internal struggle
That recording is much less amusing in this context
OH GOD THE PAIN THIS SCENE
"Are you hurt?" "No. Not badly." (wipes away a tear, thus disproving this)
Princess is an unreasonably adorable name for that hand dragon thingy
(monotone voice) Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal...
"She could have been lying" Probably was
Oh, we're in real battle couple hours now
Yoooo icy rocket fist that's kickass!
Love seeing Lumity teamwork here yessss
"You're welcome! I mean...aw, dang it!"
Loving how they grasp hands to brace themselves
Oh she back
Ah, so she was sent to keep an eye on Kikimora the whole time
"You get...to live" BUHHH (complimentary)
"The emperor says he looks forward to meeting you, human." I DON'T LIKE THIS
Hug!
And now serious discussion. Will they avoid the communication pitfalls that Eda and Raine had?
They did! Talking things out! Positive relationship portrayal! We love to see it!
Dang, I didn't expect to feel bad for Kikimora so soon into this part of the season
Why yes, I am going to take this opportunity to gush about the casual physical contact between Luz and Amity, because it's fucking great
Yup, the emperor broadcasting across the Isles, spouting his propaganda about the Day of Unity
One month? Shit
A lunar eclipse? Shit
Oh, hey, Lilith and Gwen
This utopia free of wild magic talk totally isn't cultish at all
I've been watching way too many Gianni Matragrano videos, because when Belos said "One more thing," I immediately thought of Columbo
Oh shit, face reveal to the Isles!
I mean, we as the audience have already seen it, but this is probably a Big Fucking Deal to the denizens of the Isles
Willow and Gus seem underwhelmed, though
Fuck, I hate how kindly this asshole looks
Some shit's going down...
Nice bookend with the "One day at a time" quote, too
Also, small detail, but Amity's tiny voice crack really sells Mae's performance
And the new end credits cards
Hot damn! Leave it to The Owl House to return from hiatus in style! The brainrot is definitely back in full swing, especially after such a fantastic episode! Apart from the Lumity moments (which were *chef's kiss*), there was plenty of lore introduced and setup of future happenings, giving us plenty to look forward to. Also, have my posts always been this long? Jeez.
Anyways, tune in next week! Same Owl Time, same Owl Channel!
(I will never say that again)
#the owl house#s2e11#follies at the coven day parade#luz noceda#camila noceda#hooty#boscha#principal bump#willow park#gus porter#lumity#eda clawthorne#king clawthorne#raine whispers#raeda#kikimora#edric blight#terra snapdragon
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Okay, I just watched the Ted Lasso season 2 finale and Imma be honest y'all
I saw spoilers before I watched it and thought the Trent Crimm thing was gonna be way gayer, but like....
I really just saw it as a natural continuation of Trent's arc, and not a setup for anything.
Like, I don't wanna rain on anyone's parade, you all headcanon what makes you happy, god knows I've started shipping characters for less, but I saw the "I will not be queerbaited by Ted Lasso" meme and...
Guys.
This is not queerbaiting. This does not seem to me like they're even headed anywhere close to queerbaiting.
Trent did not give up his job FOR Ted. He told on himself because he didn't want to be a part of the kind of reporting The Independent was asking him to do.
Trent saying he respects Ted and loves their chats is not queerbaiting.
Like. Am I missing something? Is the meme more of a joke than I realize?
Anyway..... on a different note:
The Keeley/Roy stuff made me kinda sad because it does seem like they're setting something up to happen with them next season.
But also, my little polyam heart is just really hoping it's an OT3 with Jamie and not a breakup so Roy can date the teacher and Keeley and Jamie can get back together.
Idk. The teacher seems cool at least, but I really like Keeley and Roy together, and I think Jamie could fit in there nicely.
Also, the Nate stuff!!! I forget his actor's name, but wow. Bravo. (The last shot was a lil cheesy, but I forgive them.) Beard (and maybe Roy?) knowing immediately gave me feels, and Beard volunteering to headbutt Nate made me clap, lol.
Also, I really love that Ted started the presser by talking about mental health in sports. I wish we would've gotten to hear more of that.
I'm not sure how I feel about Rebecca/Sam, but I'm glad he stayed, and I really love that he's gonna open a Nigerian restaurant.
Okay, I think that's about all. Feel free to reply or message me your thoughts!
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Er, sorry to rain on your parade but, I'm pretty sure all the irken invaders and Tak are very much adults. Johnen, the guy who made the show, has described Zim as an old man on multiple occasions
Okay so ive Done Research (by which i mean i Googled It) after getting this ask. So while Zim is over 100 years old in human years, hes about 16 in Irken years. Meaning the invaders and Tak age slower than humans. So, while yeah shipping them when Gaz and Dib are still kids is fucking strange, they would still be around the same age when the humans get older. Not to mention they apparently act and look the same as the middle schoolers they hang around to the point that the adults in their lives don't notice a difference. From what ive seen (only five episodes) Zim... Doesn't act like an adult at all. He gets bored in class, he draws like a second grader, he doesn't seem like an adult or even really a teenager. He... Straight up acts like a 14 year old. I haven't met Tak in canon yet and the only bits I've seen of her is fanart and such so maybe I'll feel different when i meet them but for now it feels like Zim and Dib are both super smart yet feral middle schoolers.
To me it doesn't seem that much different then Vampire teen novels where the Vampire is literally 500 years old but is in the body of a teenager. You run into this thing when looking at aliens and supernatural creatures in fiction, and considering the canon i feel like the Irkens and the human kids are kept on the same level and are coded as the same age. Im not saying i wont feel different later or that you arent entitled to your discomfort with it but im saying that i... Don't quite understand the issue of shipping them- especially when you age them up.
I don't like discourse and this is Not an invite to spam my inbox with arguments. I'm Not going to respond to harassment, okay? Im not that invested. You are entitled to your discomfort, i get it. People can be fuckin gross about shit and i don't stand by that. I am saying that when i see people ship them they make them the same age, at most a year or two apart. I can't say everyone does that but thats what I've seen from a quick scroll through the IZ tag.
Edit: i was trying to think of another example to explain what i mean when i say coding them as the same age. Think about princess Bubblegum and Finn the Human in Adventure time. He started out as 12 and aged through the show until he was 17. When he was older (around 14) Bubblegum became a viable love interest. She was coded to seem only a bit older than him despite the fact she was an immortal being who had been alive for like centuries. Same with Marcy. They were both coded to seem like teenagers so the fact that they were actually immortal and 100s of years older then him, it wasnt seen as an issue because they were coded to seem closer to his age. The technicalities of it can be an issue when you're talking about aliens and immortal fictional creatures that are coded to seem like teens and kids.
Also- for the FUCKING RECORD- this is not me condoning drawing or writing porn of 13 year olds. That shit is Weird and i do Not Stand by that. If youre gonna ship them in canon age range then keep that shit soft and innocent. Once again, i do not stand by smut of children, okay? Jesus.
#discourse#ive been here for two seconds and im already being dragged into invader sim discourse#listen im not heavy into any ships and im not about to argue about it#i just wanted to put this out there#eyup asks#also- I am a Minor. keep that in mind when yall yell at me in the notez#tell me if i need to tag a trigger#idk what this is
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hey!! i was lucky enough to stumble across your blog, & i'm enjoying your writing!! could i request something for a first date w/ sian? maybe something more casual, like a cafe!
(I’m glad you like it! Hopefully this is what you had in mind with your request! I went for a “friends to lovers” vibe in a modern setting if that’s okay. Please enjoy and thank you for such a fun request!)
Courtesy Coffee (Sian)
You met under unpleasant circumstances. Sian was in a rush to get to his destination, and you were staring down at your phone with a cup of iced coffee in your other hand. Like that banal trope in shoujo manga, the two of you crashed into one another, and your drink spilled all over his outfit. As complete strangers, it was obvious that the one who was drenched would be incredibly frustrated. That was an exact observation, only Sian didn’t feel the need to use a filter that day.
“Are you kidding me? Watch where you’re going!” he had yelled, gripping his soaked shirt and glaring daggers at you. “How am I supposed to show up to work looking like this?!”
Anyone would feel frightened with his exasperated tone of voice and the intimidating aura that surrounded him, but you weren’t one to surrender immediately.
Straightening your shoulders, you met his heated stare. “I’m sorry. At least it wasn’t hot, right?” Hoping to dispel his anger, you smiled a little. “I can buy you a clean shirt if it’ll make you feel better.”
He puffed his cheeks out, suddenly bashful as he avoided your gaze. “It’s the least you could do! Seriously, this is the worst. I smell just like your stupid coffee.”
“Hey, don’t diss my iced coffee. It’s delicious and you know it.”
“If it’s so good, why is it all over me?” he snapped, crossing his arms. “This’ll stain, you know!”
“I offered to get you another shirt.”
“It’s not just on my shirt, you moron! I can’t face my colleagues like this. You have no idea what they’ll say.”
“Suck it up then!”
“No!”
You sighed heavily, gripping your empty coffee cup. “There’s no need to be difficult. Just let me get you a clean polo and slacks. Unless you’d rather parade around in wet, coffee-smelling attire. You’re making a scene with all of your yelling.”
“You were just yelling, too. Fine, whatever. I guess you can do that.”
Even as you spied his blush, you couldn’t ignore your thoughts. Is he seriously embarrassed by the fact that I’m getting him clothes? Anyone would do this to repay the damage.
“That’s all I needed to hear. Oh, and for the record you’re the one who should watch where you’re going.”
He didn’t take those words too well. Regardless, that was how you met the guy with a loud mouth and an even louder personality. You ran into him twice after that incident, and each time he seemed to stumble over himself. He tried to thank you for the clothes, but all he could manage was a huff and an angry comment about how the fabric was uncomfortable. Weeks later, that same boy just so happened to feel bad about starting a few shouting matches with you during those three times you interacted. He saw you in a café by chance and secretly covered your drink fee, making the barista promise not to reveal his identity. It was a sweet gesture, despite being anonymous and a bit of a shock on your end. You’d never experienced the magic that was receiving your drink for free, but it was great nonetheless.
You enter work that morning with a cheery disposition, passing by coworkers and even engaging in kind banter with those who aren’t the friendliest. You clock in and make your way towards the elevator while scrolling through an online article. Hearing a familiar ping, you glance up, urging whoever’s inside to hold the door. There are four other people crammed within the area, all of whom are silently waiting for the elevator to rise. You push the button for your floor and relax. Momentarily, you glance around the enclosed space to see if you can recognize anyone from your department. Your eyes sweep from one person to the next, and you spot polite Nine at the very back.
You’re compelled to greet him, but someone stands in your way. Someone who bears an uncanny resemblance to the guy who was showered in iced coffee two weeks ago. You gasp and turn away, hoping he won’t notice you.
No way! We work for the same company? What’re the odds? This must be a bad omen! I don’t want to start another fight with him, you think, having done your best to erase those memories.
The elevator pings, and you’re completely distracted. Though you don’t miss the hand that taps your shoulder. Your gaze follows his arm. It’s that guy again.
“Hey. This is your floor, isn’t it?”
The number doesn’t lie, but Sian’s memory might as he struggles to recall your familiar features. It clicks just as you bolt out of the elevator, the doors slipping shut and obscuring your backside for good. Sian blinks rapidly as his face heats up. That was...
Coffee idiot! he thinks. There’s no mistaking that stupid look on their face. He’s thrown into a bad mood at once, internally grumbling as he remembers that day. Even if he changed into new clothes, he still smelled of coffee. It was embarrassing, and his bothersome colleagues wouldn’t leave him alone. And now we work in the same building. Maybe I should just quit so I don’t have to face them.
"Can you believe it, Youssef?” you ask your deskmate, having ranted to him while typing up the progress of this week’s publication. At least that’s a monetary positive for the company. You can’t say the same for your mentality, though. “I do something nice in return and he yells at me. And then we meet again—twice—and he’s still rude.”
Youssef tilts his head, a childish gesture for someone his age. “Are you sure you’re not incorrectly reading his actions?”
“I’m positive. When have I ever been wrong?” You frown as your fingers slow their pace on the keyboard. “I just found out today that we work in the same building. This is totally unfair. Why do I have to bear the burden of knowing this information?”
“I’m sure he means well. What does he look like? I might know him.” You describe him to your helpful colleague, who nods and taps his chin in thought. His expression lights up with recognition. “If I remember correctly, his name is Sian, and he’s in the marketing department. We’ve only talked briefly, but I can assure you he’s quite diligent with his work.”
“Well, everyone’s got their own personality outside of their jobs.”
“I suppose, but it’s not polite to label someone based off of such little knowledge,” he advises lightly, turning his attention back to his computer screen. “Rather than using all of your energy painting a bad image of him, you should spend that time getting to know him. It’ll fix any negative impressions you may have.”
“Something tells me he wouldn’t like that...”
Since then, you haven’t run into Sian once. At first you made it your mission to keep an eye out for him, but now that you’ve been busy with this new project you can’t be bothered to let his image clutter your mind. So you brush him aside like a cobweb, certain you won’t bump into him again. Your floors are far enough apart, so it’s unlikely that that’ll happen. But you’re not always the luckiest, and fate tends to tease those who aren’t on good terms with one another.
You’re close to running late on a rainy day, having missed the train, so now you’re doing everything you can to catch a taxi. Cars speed by on the road, and you fail to flag down a vehicle. Dejected and soaked to the bone, you drag your feet along the slick sidewalk, wishing for your next paycheck so that you can put it towards a used car. Speaking of cars, one slides past you as it makes an effort to park along the walkway. In doing so, the tires kick up a huge puddle, effectively soaking your lower half. As if the day couldn’t have gotten any worse. The car almost moves out of the spot before it halts, and the window steadily rolls down to reveal the face of your greatest enemy.
Well, he’s not technically your greatest enemy, but it really feels like it in that moment.
“Do you need a ride?” As if correcting himself, he quickly adds, “I’m not doing this because it’s you! I’m just sympathizing.”
Does it matter? you wonder, bitter and cold and wet. Karma is so brutal.
“You’re Sian, right?” You approach his car, peering in at the flustered man. “From marketing.”
“Y-Yeah. So what?”
“I’m in publishing.” Awkwardly, you look up at the cloudy sky. “It’s really coming down. The forecast didn’t call for this much rain.”
“Are you getting in or not?”
“But you’re a stranger,” you jest, fixing him with a pout. “I don’t want scary Sian to kidnap me.”
He glowers at your joke. “I’m leaving now. I don’t have time for this.”
You hold back a chuckle, tearing open the door before he can drive off. “Wait! Sorry, I’ll get in. I can’t stand another minute in this rain.”
The window slides up, and he sets the car in motion after you’ve buckled up, easing back into the flow of traffic smoothly. Now that you’re sitting there with the AC blowing cool air at your face, you shudder. Oh, how wonderful it must feel to be in clothes that are warm and untouched by the rain. In his peripheral, Sian catches your shivering form, and he switches the AC from cold air to hot. You might not dry as quick as one would hope, but at least it’s something.
The silence is utterly tense. You almost expect him to bicker with you like he did in the past. Instead, he’s focused on the winding road ahead. Though you don’t miss the pink hue that tints his cheeks and gradually rises to his ears.
“So,” you say, if only to get a conversation going. “How’s work?”
“Fine, I guess. How did you know who I was?”
“My friend Youssef.”
“Oh.”
“You probably don’t know me. I’m (Name).”
“I already know.”
“Really? Stalker.”
“I’m not a stalker!” he exclaims, glaring hard at the windshield. “You’re kind of hard to miss.”
“What does that mean?”
“You’re always so loud at our company parties. How can anyone ignore that?” Sian then proceeds to bless your ears with a story from this year’s holiday party. A few departments got together and went out for drinks and karaoke. Naturally, you had a drinking contest with your colleagues, which led to a tipsy night of bad singing and stumbling from one bar to the next. You were surprised Sian remembered that, mainly because you couldn’t recall seeing him there. And it’s been months since that rowdy night. “Do you see my point?”
“Don’t remind me. That hangover hurt my soul.”
He quirks a smile at that. “It’s not flattering when you sing high notes in the wrong key.”
“Like you could do any better.”
“I can because I was sober.”
“Yeah, yeah.” You roll your eyes, gazing out at the scenery that passes by in a blur of dull colors. Without meaning to, you eye Sian’s reflection in the window, taking note of his side profile. He’s actually quite handsome when he’s calm and not acting so stubborn. “I guess we’re even now.”
“Even?”
“I spilled coffee on you, and you splashed me when your tires hit that puddle.”
“Am I supposed to buy you clothes now?”
“If you’re offering...”
“I wasn’t offering!”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got a spare uniform in my locker.”
I wasn’t worried to begin with, you coffee idiot, Sian thinks, gripping the steering wheel. He keeps track of your occasional trembling, and he can’t help but feel troubled. You’ll catch a cold if you don’t dry off soon. Suddenly, he regrets pulling up beside you and accidentally sending water flying in your direction. This time it was definitely his fault, wasn’t it? Sian wants to make it up to you, but it’s impossible. He’ll die of embarrassment before he succeeds in performing a good deed in front of you.
Truthfully, he’s always noticed you. The very first instance was last year at the company’s drinking party. You were glued to Youssef’s side, engaging in idle chatter with him and another guy he wasn’t too familiar with. At the time, Sian thought your behavior was obnoxious. No one wants their younger coworker clinging to them. It just made you look like an attention-seeking puppy. Although you were definitely upbeat at that party. He had watched you chug an entire pint of beer like it was nothing and then join in on a pointless game of Ten Fingers with enough energy to put a child to shame.
He thought you were annoying at first, and yet there was something captivating about your personality. He’d never had the guts to approach you outright, so when he ran into you that day all of his frustrations just spilled over. He was angry at himself for not having the courage to talk to you at every company party, and now that he had a chance he couldn’t think of what to say. He hadn’t mentally prepared anything! So he said the first thing that came to his mind, which passed through his unfiltered lips in a very abrupt manner.
But you didn’t show any fear. You hardly flinched. Instead you met his words with a few of your own, and that’s what ruffled Sian’s feathers. You were so good at communication, and he was very much unskilled, usually relying on phrases he prepared in his head. It’s not like he couldn’t talk. He could when he was interested in a certain subject or whenever he was reading from a page, but in front of someone he admired... Sian knew he’d make a fool of himself.
Now that you’re sitting in the passenger seat of his car, he has every opportunity to say what he wants. Yet the words scramble in his brain, and he can’t calm his racing heart. Before he can think of anything witty, the building comes into view, and the parking garage has never seemed so dismal. Sian’s kicking himself as he parks, disappointed with how he handled that situation.
“Thanks for this. I’ll go on ahead.” You unbuckle, holding your briefcase and squeezing water from your blazer. “I’m sorry if I got your seat wet.”
“It’s...fine.”
You’re going to walk away and then he’ll become the coffee idiot. He opens his mouth to say something that’ll stop you, but you turn around at the right moment.
“Let’s get coffee sometime in the future. You deserve it after all the trouble I gave you,” you propose, smiling earnestly. And I feel guilty for my initial judgement. Youssef was right.
Sian’s eyes widen, and he struggles to remain stoic. “Oh, uh...”
“That’s okay with you, right?”
“I guess. Whatever works for you.” He shrugs.
“Great!” You retrieve a pen from your case and close the distance between the two of you. Humming, you snatch his hand, spreading his fingers so that his palm is wide open. And then you scribble something on it, grinning in satisfaction. Sian stares at you the entire time, his face blank and head filled with static. “Text me the days you’re available. See you later!” You tuck the pen away, hastily dashing in the direction of the elevator.
Sian stands there for a moment, slack-jawed. He forces himself to look down at his hand. Your number is written on his skin in smudged ink. His face erupts in a flurry of red. That coffee idiot...
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“It’s not a date,” Sian mutters as he walks to the café. “It’s not. Stop thinking that way.”
But maybe it is a date, the voice in the back of his mind whispers, goading him into believing so. He dressed as casually as possible, but he still hopes it’ll impress you. There are plenty of fears that flood his head, and he almost turns around as soon as he gets to the entrance. But he’s come this far, and he’d regret it forever if he left now. This might be his only chance; he can’t afford to pass it up. So he pushes open the door in search of you. It doesn’t take long to locate your form amongst the few who are inside. Sian’s pulse rushes into overdrive, and he clenches his jaw.
It’s not a date. Act natural.
You look up from your phone just as he slides into the seat across from you. A warm smile blossoms across your face, and you tuck your mobile away. “Sian, you made it! I was worried you wouldn’t come.”
“It’d be rude if I didn’t show up after you made all those plans.”
“Yeah, that’s true. Well, thank you. Now I won’t have to feel bad about Monday morning.”
You had felt bad? Sian’s cheeks must be burning intensely bright now, but there’s nothing he can do. “It’s your fault for being an idiot.”
You chuckle. “That makes two of us. One idiot ignored the forecast, and the other wasn’t watching where he was going.”
“Whatever. Just so we’re clear, I’m not as stupid as you.” He crosses his arms and huffs. “And you don’t have any taste. I mean, iced coffee? Really?”
“It’s good!” you insist. “You’re missing out. Everyone knows iced coffee is better than hot coffee.”
“Is it now? I don’t agree with that statistic.”
“You’re allowed to have your own opinion, Mr. Sian,” you tease. “Give me your drink order. I’ll go get it.”
“What? No way. I’ll pay.”
“As if! I’m treating you.”
“You already bought me clothes.”
“And now I’m going to buy you coffee. It’s to say thanks for picking me up during that storm.”
“I would’ve left you on that sidewalk if I knew you were going to make it a hassle now!”
“Just accept my kindness!”
Sian shuts his mouth, giving into your demand. He grumbles his order, and you’re very happy as you make your way towards the register to get the two of you drinks and pastries. He watches as you pay, releasing a soft sigh. It’s hard to say no to someone you’ve admired for so long. Sian’s not sure when he started to like you, but he’s certain these recent interactions have only added fuel to the burning fire residing in his heart. It’s embarrassing to think he’s even on a romantic outing with you, but it’s not like the two of you are close friends. So then what does that make this?
When you return to the window table, setting down the drinks and a plate with two strawberry bread puddings, he’s shaken from his daydreams. This is actually happening. It’s not just another fantasy he’s imagined while witnessing you drink your sanity away at parties.
“I’m not sure if you like strawberries, but I—“
“I guess it’s okay,” he interrupts, trying to hide the fact that he actually likes it very much.
“Good!” You ease into your chair. “You’re not as bad as I thought you were.”
He raises an eyebrow as he takes a sip from his latte. “Huh.”
“You seemed really upset when I spilled my coffee on you. But anyone would be, so it’s completely understandable. I thought you hated me because of that. When we saw each other again, you were pretty sensitive.”
“I’m not sensitive!” he snaps, proving your point. “That was a white shirt you ruined.”
“Will you feel better if you dump coffee on me?”
“What? Why would I do that? I’m not going to do something as petty as that!”
“Aw, so you do care.”
“I don’t. Get lost.”
You break out into a laughing fit, genuinely amused at his coldness. Even if he doesn’t want to show it, he’s quite nice, and you’re relieved that he didn’t turn out to be a bully seeking revenge. Then again, it’s been weeks since that incident.
“It’s not funny!”
“Sorry, sorry. You’re just so expressive. It’s hard not to laugh.”
A furious red darkens his face, and he decides to fumble with his fork in order to give his hands something to do. The bread pudding is surprisingly delicious. He fumes in his embarrassment while he eats.
Eventually, the two of you converse about work and that project your department took on. Sian listens to your rambling as you go on and on about how irksome it is when last-minute changes are made to a finalized draft. He enjoys every story you tell him, and by the time the plate is empty he feels as if he’s grown closer with you. Could this be the beginning of a friendship? He’s hit with a sudden wave of inspiration for lyrics that will never be sung. At least they can fester on a page in his notebook, where he’ll return on countless occasions to proofread and debate over the meaning of each line. Oh, how he’d love to share his music with you. It’ll take a while before he does something as bold as that, though.
“I just got an idea! There’s this awesome bar thirty minutes from work. I usually go with my friends because they’ve got a bunch of games you can play. Board games, card games—you name it. We should go one of these days.”
“R-Really?”
“Yeah! You seem like a fun guy to hang out with. Card games might sound boring, but they’re actually really fun when you’re playing for money. And when you’ve got a few drinks in your system.”
Sian struggles to hide the giddy smile that threatens to split his lips. “No... It sounds perfect. I’m actually really good at Slapjack, so be prepared to lose miserably!”
“Is that a challenge? What should we wager?”
"How about a meal? Loser has to pay for the winner’s lunch.”
“All right. It’s a deal. I’ll keep you updated on my schedule so that we can choose a weekend to meet up.”
“Sure!” Sian’s face won’t stop heating up and he can’t slow his erratic heartbeat. “I mean, I’ll only do it so I can get a free lunch. It’s not like I’m agreeing for your sake.”
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever floats your boat.”
His chest feels airy and light, almost as if he’s in a dream. Your words weigh on his conflicted heart. How can anyone make plans so easily? If the roles were reversed, he’d be an absolute mess. It’d be so embarrassing; Sian would probably want to curl up and disappear if he ever tried to ask you out on his own volition. You probably don’t even feel the same way. After all, this is merely two coworkers having a normal conversation. But he can’t get stuck in the friend zone. That’d be the worst outcome to all of this. So in the meantime he’ll do his best to act cordial. He can hide his shy demeanor and fluffy feelings behind a blunt attitude.
“All of this planning makes it seem like we’re a couple,” you muse with flirtatious intent. Leaning back in your chair, you gauge Sian’s reaction. Just as you figured, he’s turning crimson. It’s honestly endearing to see him get so flustered. “What do you think, Sian?”
“I... I don’t know. Don’t say stupid things! It’s really annoying.”
No matter how sharp his words are, you know he doesn’t mean it. After all, his expression clearly refutes those claims.
“Sian and (Name), sitting in a tree—“
“Shut up!”
If this isn’t a date, then what’s with all the flirting?
Sian’s going to have to take a cold shower when he gets home to lower his body temperature. And to scrub away the embarrassment that’s washed over him like rain.
It’s not a date. It’s just coffee with an acquaintance. Yeah. Just courtesy coffee.
He couldn’t be any further from the truth.
#after l!fe#afterl!fe#afterl!fe sian#afterl!fe x reader#afterl!fe the sacred kaleidoscope#afterl!fe sian x reader#sian x reader#oneshot
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Ahaha I really liked it (although I am heartbroken) but I had a feeling you wouldn't like V8 much, especially once you said Ironwood is your fave RIP. But I'm curious, what did you like about the first half?
to be completely fair, I haven't been enjoying the show much anyway. my discord dms have been me liveblogging to my friends and not a lot of it has been good. like off the top of my head, love Oscar, love Maria (even if she really didn't get to do much after her intro volume, shame that she was really cool), loved Hazel (even if I have the exact same qualms with him that I have with how they decided to write ironwood)
it's not only what happened with ironwood either, cause I fully expected him to have a downward spiral after he said he'd do anything to save atlas. I really liked how he turned on rwby and put out warrants for their arrests, it really fit. I thought I was interesting that he was willing to shoot someone who got in his way and then work with watts. But then they went to *comedic* lengths to be like Oh I Think He Might Be A Bad Guy with his plan to nuke mantle. AND THEN THEY SAVED EVERYBODY ANYWAY SO HE LOOKS EVEN STUPIDER. Because I didn't interpret his initial plan as him only trying to save atlas the place?? I interpreted it as him cutting losses and saving what he could (i.e., the population of atlas, what refugees they had managed to save, and the relics). But then they gutted his nuance because I guess if we write nuanced villains the viewers might get confused. And that's a criticism I have about all the villains, not just him.
Hazel also has this problem. His motivation is understandable (his sister died, he has valid criticism of huntsman academies and oz, he's usually pretty reasonable and doesn't kill if he doesn't have to), but then when you put him with Oscar in V8, it's the same thing, because he's beating a kid to a pulp for information and he seems to be written as though he's so stupid that it never occurred to him that beating up this kid's body just cause the old man is in control of it at the moment might not be fair to the kid?? It's bizarre characterization imo.
then there's the ace ops storyline. I got so frustrated with yang, jaune, and ren in particular because they were acting like blowing up the whale was an absolutely horrible plan just cause oscar was still on it and that they were just burying their feelings and yada yada. It was super on the nose who the writers wanted us to side with, even though I agreed they should have blown up the whale whether or not oscar could be saved or not. people were already dying, people were already in danger, and that's the villain's main base?? why wouldn't you take that chance?? but the writers are so desperate to make this about blind loyalty or whatever that the people they're supposed to be protecting just cease to exist seemingly on a whim as the plot demands it.
also penny dying felt cheap to me. she was a "real girl" for like what an episode and a half and then she died. like what was the point then?
but like I'm not going to rain on anybody's parade over this. If you like the show it's whatever, I only caught up cause I figured if I was ever gonna talk about the show even in the abstract, I should at least watch it to form my own opinions on it. But I can't say I was very impressed by it.
#rev's rambling again#i have a boatload of qualms with the show but i'm not going to get into it#also if anybody reading this post is mad at anything i said in this post#do not involve me in your discourse i'm not even in your fandom and i don't care
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The ruse(DracoX OC) Chapter 1- The plan
"mooom please, does she really have to spend the summer here???" The little boy with white silverish hair said pulling on his mother's robe ends, hiding his head over her kilt
Every June until September Saphira Jones would come to his mansion to spend the summer over the Malfoy's
It started as a tradition, the two families were quite fond of each other. Since Voldemort first vanished and the rumors of his return started. The Malfoy's needed to reassure their family's safety and economic stability in case of things gone wrong during the rise of death eaters and late battle. So they made a pact that neither of the children would know: for every year until they turn a majority age, they would unite their families in expectation of a great match. And not until then deny or agree with a marriage proposal, that should be made
Draco utterly despised every second and Saphira knew it, so she would try to make his life just as miserable as hers, the only problem is that the game they both plays of twisting and pulling each other until one or another give up or break was never-ending
He would bark she would bite
As a child, they would fight over toys
"Mooom!!! Saphira stole my broom!!" He cried
"No, I did not!!"
Sometimes she would indeed steal his toys and hide in the most inconvenient of places cause at the very young age she would be more advanced in spells than he, a fact that she would- till this day- constantly remind him.
"You did!! Stop lying!!"
But this time she didn't
Oh no, he was just having fun getting her in trouble.
"Safira, give him his broom!" Her mother stepped in the light
before she could deny his allegations or make any more of her comments she heard a snap and by pulling her hear she was dragged into her room "that's it!! No wand for a week!" He smirked through his fake tears
And it got worse as it got physical. In school he will do whatever it takes to provoke her, pulling her long brown braids, pushing through the halls, calling her names until she snapped over him with her hand in a fist. She got -10 points to Gryffindor's he got a red-eye
Summer came and there she was again cuffed to him like a second skin
"Kneel," he said
"No you kneel" she pushed him
"No, I'm older than you"
"And I'm richer than you"
"Enough both of you!!!" Narcissa said "now Saphira, kneel" she took a large breath, she went down reverencing like a Princess only less charmingly. He puffed his chest with pride and kept his back straight smirking with victory "now you kiss her hand" they both looked at Narcissa who seemed with her patience on the edge, both hands in her temples. Draco not into hearing more of his mother's speeches on how the Yule ball was a very important event and that he was going to make a fool of himself if he didn't know the proper steps. Soon he raised her hand to meet his lips and planted a kiss there
The music started, slower. Saphira still taken by surprise with his action crumbled over his pace, stepping on his foot. The music started again and again until she got it right, only when it was time for him to spin her and catch he let her fall
Fifteen and It was time for pranks that she learned from the Weasley twins, Fred and George. Colorful bombs in his dorm room or shoes that would fart every time he walked, name it she has it
"Never heard of it?"
"What does it do?"
"It tickles the skin non-stop until the person breaks in laugh"
"Rather harmless..." Fred started
"But very affective" George finished
"Okay!..." She whispered to herself "Rictumsempra"
In the tall estate of the games, missing one point to Slytherin score 150 and Draco catch the golden snitch. He started twisting on his broom, having a pit of a contagious laugh. Everyone started to making fun until he lost balance and crush in the dirt of the ground
She was shaking when they took him to Papoula Pomfrey, he had hit his head but the problem was in his broken arm. He was still conscious when they asked him what happened, he just looked at her, and said "I lost balance and fall"
He lied?
It didn't make sense, he knew it was her and he wouldn't tell her off? He would always tell her off. Draco was the boy who would do everything in his reach to get her in trouble, wasn't he? Did he beat his head so hard that he has forgotten he hates her? Was he gonna use it to his advantage, just waiting for the right moment to strike like a snake?
While he was asleep she stayed up all night on his side, guild kicking in, anxiety keeping her awake, looming at his facials expression as he slept. That night Saphira discovered many things...
first one: Draco talked in his sleep
"No, No I won't fail you"
he woke in shook in the morning, sweat dripping from his forehead, breathing heavily
"Are you feeling better?" She asked ready to question why didn't he told dumbledore it was her who cursed him
"Yes" he simply said
Second one: don't trust the Weasleys with spells
"It was a really hard crash" she sighed "unfortunately I have some bad news" he positioned steadily in the bed frowning "you fall so hard and ground that your face fractured" he quickly turned to the mirror on his side " now you look normal"
His delicate lips had a small cut in them, nothing scandalous, but he looked angry as he turned at her, his serious serious expression turned into a grin. They both laughed immensely for a couple of seconds and stared at each other not knowing what to say, or do.
"Draco?" A small voice echoed in the corner of the room
"H-Hi pansy!" He said
Suddenly it was a weird atmosphere that broke through the windows as she had just crossed nearly headless nick for the first time
"I'm gonna live your two alone" heading out the door, leaving space for the both to talk she realizes the Third one: she was completely head over heels in love with Draco Malfoy
And every time she would catch him snogging pansy in the corner of the halls, kissing the length of the neck, or overheard them talking, she would get this feeling of nausea on the bottom of her stomach
"You're jealous!" Hermione said
"Why would she be jealous?" Ron asked with his mouth full, she never so gentle smacked his head with her hand pointing at the way pansy would play with Draco hair
"He doesn't even like it in the middle part," Saphira said playing with the vegetables on her plate with her fork, not hungry at all
"You gonna eat that? " Ron asked
"Wait...you like Draco? " Harry asked, "why?"
"I don't like him!!!"
"Okay...But you spent every summer with him, it's a little suspicious"
"It's because of my family you know that"
"Have you ever considered confessing your feelings to him?" Hermione again asked
" I don't like him," she said again loudly "even so, he doesn't see me that way"
But the thought lingered in her mind for a couple of weeks, weeks-long enough for the students already know that Malfoy would keep his Summers busy with her. Suddenly everyone knew and assumed the same thing that Hermione did
"Are you dating Malfoy?"
"How long are you guys together?"
"What about Pansy?"
"Is he a good kisser?"
Overwhelmed by the random questions and thoughts she went to talk with Draco personally until found him talking with Blaise and his friends "come on guys, I'm not dating her" he laughs "she not even my type" he said making an ugly face "I am just is stuck with her through the Summers cause she so annoying and boring that even her parents don't want her around" he quickly realized the words that had just come out of his mouth and shut
There was so much truth in those words, the truth that she never wanted to admit nor she could. She was adopted, it's true, people didn't know and those who knew certainly didn't talk about that.
When two purebloods decide to adopt a magic muggle-born, the elite society doesn't take it very well, first of all, it's illegal. Second: the chance of dishonoring the bloodline and status of the family by polluting their legacy mixing their divergence with a "mudblood", it a risk that no one should take, even a mother who lost her child at early birth; a bare family in an empty nest; a tree rotten in its core. She was embarrassed, only for a couple of seconds, soon she was filled with the very familiar feeling that emerged in her mind of angst
She got a suspension when the school heard from her that she had used a spell against a student and wounded him during a game of quidditch. Sitting on the bench Draco looked at her stiffed
"Why did you tell them?"
"My parents are going to move me to
Beauxbatons school" he looked worrisome that she almost felt pity "then I won't have to trouble you with my annoyingly boring behavior" she was about to get up when she felt his hand on her wrist twirling her body close to his, too close even
"Is this what you want?" She felt his mint breath in her cheeks and shivered over the wooden cologne
"W-what I-?"
" You wanna ruin everything don't you?" Her stomach filled with butterflies "our parent's plans, the secret, you found out and now you wanna ruin it"
Instantly the short moment went away, she stepped out of his intense gaze and unlocked her wrist
"Secret?"
"Why do you think you would come every summer to my house?" He said
"obviously isn't because we're so friends"
"Our parent's plans all along were that we would be more than that, I guarantee you" the words hissed against her thoughts, it was all so obvious now "marriage, Saphira, they want us to be wedd"
She felt like crying, run away like a little girl who just found out that Santa isn't real. She felt like breaking. Draco was bounded to her, stuck with a girl that he doesn't want
Making his life miserable as hers
"Draco, hear me, loud and clear," she said crying out, he never saw her tears, but that day it poured like a stormy rain
"you will never, never marry me. I give you that" alone with his thoughts, he builds his first wall
You're free
That summer she didn't come. It was his darkest summer, that gloomed into his mind like clouds over a parade
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"Will you fail me, boy?" Voldemort whispered
"No, my Lord"
#draco malfoy#harry potter#fiction#fanfic#pride and prejudice#pansy parkinson#theodore nott#romance#wattapad#bridgerton
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Meena & Ro
Meena: You missed out skipping on the diner after rehearsal today Meena: I saved you a slice of pie though 😋 Ro: Oh? Ro: Well thank you Meena: It was yum Meena: and Ali convinced the lady to give us a discount by promising her a front-row seat Meena: idk how she does it 😂 Ro: Of course she did Ro: She's Ali, that's the most succinct way to express such a feeling Meena: You are so right Meena: anyway, pie aside, I was just wondering if you'd like to piano practice this weekend Meena: my own playing has been lacking since we started rehearsing so I thought this was a decent way to keep my head in the play and get a selfish bit of piano time in myself Ro: I would love to Ro: Undeniably the songs are much simpler to play than they are to sing, but equally undeniably nerves are a factor even with beginner level pieces Ro: I must confess however to being surprised you aren't dedicating your weekend entirely to your love interest Ro: Perhaps you feel he doesn't require any further rehearsal and is, in fact, perfect as he is Meena: I know they're not remotely a challenge for you but never hurts to be over-prepared Meena: and I can promise you I'm not secretly working to get your spot instead Meena: will not slam the lid on your fingers 🤭 Meena: 😳 shh Meena: is it obvious? Ro: That's very much appreciated on all counts, Meena Ro: I know better than to believe that your denials are anything but, in spite of how that promise would sound to a sceptic Ro: Obvious is potentially an overstatement, nevertheless as I also know you, I can see what's unfolding Meena: 🙊 reading that back, yeah Meena: He's just so nice Meena: and funny Meena: and yes, he's doing an excellent job Ro: It's romantic Ro: What a wonderful story to tell of how you both met Meena: its funny how things like this make you notice people you never did before Meena: but I don't think we're at a meeting outside of rehearsals stage yet Meena: not alone Meena: I'd be too embarrassed to ask Ro: I'm sure it would be possible to arrange more group gatherings afterwards Ro: Until you feel more confident in his company anyway Meena: you can always rely on Ali and Carly for that Ro: We certainly do see more of Carly out of rehearsals than we have within the confines of the stage Meena: I'm sure it'll all be alright on the night Ro: Faith goes a long way Meena: and trust and pixie dust Ro: Exactly Meena: Do you think Jamie likes Jenna though Meena: they seem like they know each other well Ro: Of course not! Ro: He's clearly smitten with you Meena: I'm just so aware of the ultimate cliche of mistaking on-stage chemistry for off Meena: then I'd have to buy a wig and some sunglasses Ro: It is a pitfall, but in this instance, it's one that there are enough people around to prevent you from falling into Ro: In order to allow you instead to fall in a much lovelier sense Ro: And avoid stretching our wardrobe budget even further Meena: Thank you Meena: I'm just fussing needlessly Meena: almost as needless as Sophie having hair options, agreed 😏 Ro: It's okay Ro: A lot of nerves are frayed for a multitude of reasons Ro: None more than your brother's, I suppose Ro: Chosen for his looks and persevering with his talents in an attempt to get them on par is an impressive endeavour though Meena: I am still really surprised Meena: its just so not his thing Meena: but I think its good Meena: I just hope it does get better or he won't wanna do it Ro: Caleb and Ali have both dedicated a lot of time and effort into his performance Ro: I don't think it'll be misplaced for us to have faith in him Ro: And in everything going well Meena: 🤞 Ro: Toes as well Meena: 🩰😘 Ro: Did Ali tell you Tommy is coming home early to help? Ro: He wants to be at the final dress rehearsal as well as opening night Meena: She did Meena: sure it'll be beneficial to have a professional give us their opinion Ro: Yes Ro: But you're allowed to consider it the opposite Meena: Why would I? Meena: I know he's good at this sort of stuff Meena: well, was, sure he's only got better now Ro: He's also very... Ro: Excitable is perhaps the word Meena: Its definitely one word for him Meena: but that's okay, I'm not going to rain on anyone's parade Ro: Carly and Ali definitely do not need the distraction Meena: Like you said, she's Ali Meena: she'll still be able to do it Meena: aren't you excited to see him? Ro: Of course, always Ro: I just don't see why he needs to be so hands on with this Meena: I see what you mean Meena: its just so up his alley, I guess Ro: You're right Ro: There's a chance I'm being unfair Meena: No, I really do see Meena: but I don't think he'll come in and totally takeover, he's not that guy, is he? Meena: like he doesn't think he's better than us just 'cos he goes to that school Ro: I'm sure he just feels as if he's missing out, going to school so far away Meena: I imagine, yes Meena: we're all so involved in each other's day to day Ro: True Ro: There are so few secrets Meena: 🤔🤔🤔 what secrets are you hiding, hmm? Meena: 🤭 Ro: They wouldn't be if I refused to keep them Ro: Or at least try Meena: Too true Ro: If you would like me to trap Jenna's fingers in the piano lid, I promise not to tell a soul Meena: oh, I could NEVER 😏 Meena: no, I can't commit that cliche either Ro: Understandable Ro: I approve of you wishing to rise above them Ro: You do deserve a better story Meena: that's so sweet of you Meena: highly unlikely my story will mirror Sophie's any time soon Ro: Imagine growing up on such a beautiful island though Ro: I do envy her that, in spite of my love of Ireland itself Meena: and having such cool parents x4 Ro: Yes Ro: Although having three overprotective fathers would have its drawbacks as well Meena: You devil, Ro Ro: I was actually thinking of you and your budding romance Ro: I meanwhile remain a pillar of virtue Meena: 👼 Meena: Only getting hitched in the play, I can assure you Ro: For now Meena: 🙉 Oh hush 💛 Ro: Consider me silenced Ro: Simply because the dishes will not wash themselves Meena: Enjoy, Cinders Meena: I'll come to yours tomorrow, about 10? Ro: That's fine Meena: Yay! 'Til then 😊
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Brazilian Independence Day
Things are going well here. I miss my animals a lot though! 😕 I’m heading to Florinopolis with my class tomorrow so I’ll make a post about that when I get back. 😁
Soooo… Crazy thing! My mom and I both went to the same Japanese celebration on the same day but on different continents. We even both wore Rotary shirts without planning it. It was pretty cool. There was an awesome drum performance, fighting performances, and dancing performances. I went with the new French exchange student. He dosen’t speak English or much Portuguese, but he does speak a lot of Spanish. I honestly thought he was speaking Portuguese because I understood what he was saying, but then I relized he was saying “but” in Spanish and not Portuguese. Then I noticed more words haha. So I aparently can understand Spanish now because we were walking around and chatting for an hour and we talked most of the time. I’m pretty proud of that because that means I have a good enough grasp on Portuguese to be able to understand Spanish. Portuguese speakers can understand Spanish speakers, but Spanish speakers have a hard time understanding people who speak Portuguese. I found it super crazy that I couldn’t tell which language it was because I understood haha. Pretty cool! 😸
So the relationship between the exchange students in my town is kind of humorous. There is a 15 year old from Taiwan (so brave!), a 16 year old from France, and a 19 year old from France. The relationship between us is humorous because the boy from Taiwan and the 19 year old from France don’t understand how the world works yet so they still need a lot of help and direction, and they look for the help and direction from me. Not their smartest option. They treat me like their mother! 🤦 I’m the one that brings the backpack with sunscreen, snacks, and water. They both blow up my phone (text/call a bunch of times until I answer) when they have the slightest inconvenience that they don’t know what to do about. Last weekend one of them called me at 3 am because he didn’t know what was happening the next day, where it was happening, and what to wear. 😅 The other one (15 year old) had texted me about his “crisis” of whether he should walk in the parade with the other exchange students or his basketball team the night before the parade haha. I helped him decide and the “crisis” was fixed. Another example is when we were at the inbound orientacion and it had been raining and he was going to go play football (soccer) and I notice he’s wearing his nice white Gucci shoes. I tell him that he should consider changing his shoes and he does the whole teenager “but (insert thing that will definitely happen here) won’t happen.” Then I do the “okay, but remember what I told you when your favorite pair of shoes are ruined” thing. He ended up changing his shoes haha. I kinda thought that I would be the most clueless one here.
Brazilian Independence day was last weekend and It wasn’t treated like Independence day in the US. I was in a short parade with the other exchange students in my town and then I went to watch a basketball game with my family and the other exchange students.
I started going to a local gym. I was really proud of myself because my sister helped me start my membership, but I gave the desk lady my information. Then my sister left and I was on my own with an employee that spoke no English (we used an app for some of our communication). He showed me around and I worked out for an hour and then walked back to my host fathers restaurant without getting lost! 💪 That experience may not seem like a big deal, but it was because that would be something that I would be nervous to do in the US and I did it in another language without knowing anybody there. I also definitely feel like more of a local with a long term gym membership lol.
Side notes
I tried wine from Chile. It just tasted like wine lol. When my host mom first offered it to me I thought that it might be a test so I refused, but then my host sister told me that it wasn’t and that our Rotary was okay with taste testing alcohol with your host family. Not enough to get drunk or buzzed of course.
Two guys from my class really want to throw me a party. Not for any reason in particular though lol. I love the Brazillian way 😂
I didn’t think about this being something suprising until I was talking to my mom and she was surprised, but people in Brazil listen to mostly music from the US. Nobody I know in Brazil well watch any shows from Brazil. They watch shows from the US in English with Portuguese subtitles because they say that the emotion of the acting is lost when the voice over is in Portuguese. When I first got here I asked them to change it to Portuguese audio because I thought they were just watching it in English to make me comfortable, but I soon found out that people always watched shows/movies in English.
Do any of you think that the US owns the rain forest? If so, I encourage you to do some research. 😊 A lot of people in Brazil think that people in the US think they own the rain forest. I'm not sure if a lot of people think this or not.
Just a reminder to be kind to foreigners because it’s people like me that have to apologize for all of the US and hear all the awful stories about the things that people from my country have said/done to hurt the people around me 💔
I had my first Portuguese class and I already looked through the workbook to find that I already knew everything they are planning to teach. I was disappointed, but the class is a good excuse to spend time with the other exchange students in my town 👍
One of the biggest culture shocks that I have had since I’ve been here is how taboo it is to talk about sex and periods. Two very natural things. Brazil is such an open culture in so many ways that I didn’t expect this. The government won’t even let schools put period products in school bathrooms because they (men in government) think it aludes to sexual behavior 🙄
There’s this thing called an English Festival and all the classes choreograph and dance to different music. It is up to each class how they want to do things. My class has several songs and choreography with different people. I am dancing in three of the songs. I’m only super embarrassed lol 🙈
Japanese festival
Japanese drum performance
Japanese festival
Japanese festival with French exchange student (16 years) and his host family
Independence day parade
Evening meal with both French exchange students and my host family after the basketball game. Pizza in Brazil is awesome!
Walking in the park with my host sister and three of our friends. This is a popular passtime in Brazil. Also, I'm wearing my school uniform in this photo. The pants are like fancy sweatpants lol
Something that's important to understand. I encourage you to look at this image and really take time to think about it
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STUPID SHIT WHITE PEOPLE SAY
15 Stupid Things That You Will Only Catch White People Saying:
1.) Okie Dokie Artichoke. (Sadly, my computer did not even try to auto spell correct, "Okie Dokie.")
What does it mean? A long, roundabout, way of saying OKAY.
2.) See you later alligator.
What does it mean?: It means goodbye, typically when one another will be seeing each other later that day.
3.) After awhile crocodile.
What does it mean?: A witty response to number two.
4.) Well! Slap my ass and call me Sally!
What does it mean? The person speaking is not at all named Sally, nor do they want their ass slapped. It is a way of expressing extreme shock or excitement. IE: "Jill, did you hear that Carrie was fired on Friday!? " "Well, slap my ass and call me Sally! I had no idea!"
5.) High Five! Nope! Too slow Joe!
What does it mean? When someone (typically the initiator of the high five) pulls back and tricks the unsuspecting high five-e into high fiving the air, instead of their buddy just a few feet in front of them.
6.) Well! I'll be a monkeys uncle!
What does it mean? The expression is used to emphasize amazement/ disbelief. It is derived from Charles Darwin's theory of evolution, and began as a sarcastic remark. Well it actually to this day remains a sarcastic response to something that seems "out there" or "outlandish".
7.) JINX!!! You owe me a soda!
What does it mean? The idea is that if two people say something at the same exact time, for instance, "WOW!" Then the two people are to race to say the word, "JINX", and whoever blurts it out first typically mentions being owed a carbonated beverage. I know that there has been talk of spiritual cursing, and so on when it comes to the whole jinx thing. But that is just a matter of superstition and if you believe in that, more power to you. I just personally do not choose to believe in that stuff. I am stressed out enough as it is with the stuff that I can, see, touch, hear, and smell.
8.) Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire!
What does it mean? The phrase is an accusation that someone is being dishonest. This one is derived from a playground and the idea behind it is as follows, someone is lying, are they going to want to run through the playground (or wherever) and draw that attention to themselves by wearing pants that are on fire? No! of course not! I don't care how hot the pants look on them! LOL :)
9.) Sticks and Stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me.
What does it mean? Basically, I'm a tough guy. There is nothing that you could possibly say to inflict any harm on me emotionally. The only pain that I feel is physical.
10.) Wakey, Wakey, Booty Shaky :)
What does it mean? It is morning time, and time to rise and shine. And, that person's significant other is just to cute to handle and wakes there partner up for the day totally adorable.
11.) I've got DIBS!
What does it mean? Claiming ownership over something verbally. and once someone has dibs, whatever it is belongs to them. If someone goes against that.... they are asking for it.
12.) Sit criss-cross applesauce.
What does it mean? Criss cross applesauce replaced the name "Indian Style " sitting, awhile back. Which is much more politically correct. However, we couldn't come up with a better name than that? Criss cross applesauce is the sitting position where the child's bottom is planted underneath there feet and if you look it forms the letter "W".
13.) Well, I didn't mean to rain on your parade.
What does it mean? The act of ruining someone's time or more-so there good mood. It would be considered raining on someone's parade if they were talking about what a great morning they had and how it would have been perfect if the gross breakfast wasn't included. Especially if that person has already voiced that they thought that said breakfast was phenomenal.
14.) Whoopsie Daisey
What does it mean? Something has happened by total accident and the person would like to let everyone know that they made a little "Oopsie", Which is a start...Yes!
15.) What's the damage?
What does it mean? Typically refers to how much something costs, especially when dining out and receiving the check.
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