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Me: *try to sleep*
My brain: draw something !
Me: no I'm tired !
Me 2 minutes later: fuck...
His creator will reconise his OC 👀💦
#my art#the creator#undertale au#fanchild#👀💦#you probably don't know#but I do#>:) hehe#ocs#mattieu#👀💦 x2#daphne
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Actually I liked the writing of Leiftan’s spicy scene in terms of detailed description and evocation of emotion.
Leaving aside Gardienne’s and Leiftan’s mutual sexual desire and passion, I was under the impression that they truly felt confident and comfortable around each other - probably due to the bond they’re sharing. Being able to sense their partner’s true feelings in a moment like this must’ve given them a sense of security and calm, which made further words mostly unnecessary. But most importantly, I could actually tell that not only lust but romantic affection was involved. Hopefully continued effort will go into building a romantic, loving and trustful relationship between these two and the other LI’s.
Until now I’ve only found screenshots of the scene with Lance (pls lmk where I can find Nevra’s and Mattieu’s) and could already tell that there need to be way more opportunities to get to know the LI’s true thoughts, feelings and personality. At the moment the game still lacks a number of deep, meaningful conversations (and romance in general) between Gardienne and the LI’s. It’s simply not enough as it is now and I strongly hope this will improve in the future (probably won't).
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Mattieu Moreau Domecq
#Mattieu Moreau Domecq#coder#developer#Paris#portfolio#white#typographic#typography#type#typeface#font#Panama Monospace#2023#Week 29#website#web design#inspire#inspiration#happywebdesign
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IF ANYONE’S WINNING THERAPY, IT’S GOING TO BE HIM!
#leon ends every session by asking if he's first place in the self improvement journey#mattieu sighs; says yes; and lets him watch as he adds a trophy sticker to that hour's notes#let us together see how high we can fly before the sun melts the wax in our wings | dash commentary
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Daphne 📂
Claro que sí amiguito
Daphne versión canon
🔬 Daphne Enakai Undyng hija menor y adoptiva de AA!Undyne y AA! Alphis
🔬 alma: cobardía
🔬 tipo de magia: camuflaje y técnicas de defensa
🔬 nivel de magia: débil/intermedio
🔬 edad de línea temporal actual:19 años
🔬 edad de la línea temporal de la historia: 16 años
🔬 se autoproclamo la nueva científica real después de que sus madres murieran, después de 2-4 años,fue oficialmente proclamada cómo la nueva científica real por la reina Toriel
🔬 no es una santa por completo,será uno de los montruos más débiles, pero eso no quita el qué sea inteligente,lógica,analitica y realista
🔬 no creo a Darío y los demás por pura amabilidad XD,no,no.. "no puedes recibir sin dar nada a cabio" ,ella no creo niños en si,si no un tipo de armas qué en algún momento pueden ayudarle en caso de que la barrera volviera a ser destruida,ella combinó lo mejor de los ADN de los padres
🔬 le ve más futuro a Darío y lottie qué a kelalla, pero eso se definirá con el pasó del tiempo
🔬 en su linea temporal actual tiene un hijo llamado Rodrigo, qué es su hijo mayor y que tuvo con su pareja mattieu
Mattieu- @the-creator-undertale-au
🔬ella atendió la herida del ojo de su hijo en el momento exacto qué Rodrigo grito y pidió ayuda
🔬 se siente culpable por lo que le pasó a su hijo,así que trata de compensarlo pasando un poco más de tiempo con el y su esposo
#yueart#au undertale#undertale#undertaleoc#undertalehistory#Daphne#daphne x mattieu#Daphne Enakai undyng#mattieu x daphne#Rodrigo#Rodrigo Enakai skeleton#my oc story#after adversity#after adversity:the prophecy#AA next generation#after adversity next generation
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oc meme dump. because I said so.
#dreamingdoodle#in somewhat order it's Cireske Mattieu Quinry Hinata Jinx Lyric then Quinry again (featuring another pc)
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La Haine, 1994
Directed by Mattieu Kassovitz
#la haine#aesthetic#vintage#misspent youth#old school cool#style#violence#French film#cinema#90s movies#mathieu kassovitz#vincent cassel
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DAY THREE OF @bweirdart's oc-tober promptlist baby!!!! the theme for this one's an old oc, so heres one of my oldest ones, mattieu! his piece is meant to match up with/mirror and contrast the sol one from day one, since theyre partners :))
sols was a redraw of a wheel of fortune-based card i did a while back with him, since shes associated with that card to me, so for mattieu i wanted to do something similar! his card, ironically for a night piece, is the sun! i wanted to put him and the earring that ties him to sol in the same place compositionally as the sun in sols piece, and have them be lit up and glowing!! which turned out SUPER well i adore how this looks
SPEAKING OF THE SOL ONE I FUCKED UP WITH IT :(( uploaded the wrong version and missed his freckles and the colour for the embroidery lineart!! the embroidery is important to me, since they both match (sol embroidered that sun onto both their clothes). so im reuploading the fixed one here instead so people can see it-- theyre partners made around the same time (when i was eleven-ish!!) so it also still counts as an old oc!! :))
anyway!! these r my sillyguys they are a human (mattieu) and a god (sol) in love :)) i love how their pieces turned out im super proud of them!!
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👀 I didn't expect you to actually respond and for me to be of any help 🥺 I'm glad I asked tho if only it helped you with the fleshing out of the idea 💜
Okay so for his first boyfriend I was tempted to ask for Pierre but apparently he's a friend here so it's out of question 😅 rip tho. What about someone older? Like I can see Daniel pulling something like that. Like he was fooling around with Charles because it's easy to play with a teen. But the Charles end up pregnant and he doesn't want to take responsibility for it so he leave him, and break his heart. (I can see something going like "what did you think? I was just playing with you, I never loved you") if not Daniel maybe someone unexpected like Mick or Lance or even George.
For the kids name I can help if you want to go with a French name. It will depend if you want one with a significance or if I can suggest more modern French name?
Because if we go classic then "Jules" would be the easy answer here. As a tribute to Jules Bianchi and also because it's a good name. But if you want other significant names then maybe something like Mattieu, Adrien, Lucas, François, Louis or Gabriel. I would've have also suggested Antoine but I'm not really sure about this one.
If you want something more current then maybe something like Enzo, Léo, Arthur or Raphaël (that's a classic that will never be outdated tbh).
Tell me what you think about the names i' a hope that helps you with it 💛
Single dad!Charles au ideas: 1, 2
Hi there! 💙
Your previous ask absolutely helped. I had no idea what to do with this AU, now I’m starting to get some ideas ✨ I even started writing a little bit 🫣
Douche boyfriend: I’m sorry to Pierre (and his fans) but he fits the douche boyfriend role TOO WELL. I can’t see anyone else in this place, so yep. It’s going to be Pierre. Now I need to find a new best friend for Charles 🤔. Maybe he doesn’t need a best friend. He has his mother and brothers with him. Maybe he can have a sort of best friend/older friend/mentor. I’m thinking Seb, that he met during his pregnancy at birthing classes and they bonded (in my mind, it’s an AU where mpreg is possible but still pretty rare so Charles was happy to find someone else like him). So yeah Pierre: douche boyfriend / Seb: older friend
Kid’s name: I like Gabriel. I like Arthur and Enzo but it’s Charles’ brothers names. But something like that would work if you have other ideas. Or I’ll keep Gabriel, I like it. Thank you for the suggestions 🥰
Thank you again for all those questions, they are truly helping. Keep them coming! ❤️
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☪️ mattieu? :⁰
☪️ Wish or dream that you want to come true.
Mattieu: >:D I want to be the person the most strong in the world ! Like that I can get more self estimand protect Daphne !! And I ... also want my mother to be more with my father and siblings.... AND THERAPY !!!!
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11:11 - Part 1: Rooftop Meetings
Pairing: Trent Frederic x OC x Trevor Zegras
Warning(s): Swearing, alcohol consumption, negative self-image, suggestive themes
Summary: Trent and Trevor have fallen for the same girl, Kasey Dalton, whose only interest is pouring her heart and soul into nursing school. She and Trevor both attended BU and became friends, but Trent plays for her favorite team and is less hungry for fame… who will she choose?
Music (optional): Big Boy by SZA (beginning to getting in the elevator), Slow Down by Chase Atlantic Slowed + Reverb (stepping out of the elevator to Kasey leaving Trent in the bathroom), We’ll Never Have Sex by Leith Ross (crying in the elevator to the end)
Kasey’s POV
rrrriiiinnnggg…. rrrrriiiiinnnnggggg….. rrrriiiiiinnnnngggg
The sound of my phone ringing pulls me out of the deep sleep I was in. I groan, of course, and snatch her phone off of the bedside table. 5:30 pm. My post-uni nap was two incredibly short hours long, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep… especially with Hannah’s missed calls flooding my screen. I call my friend back, and she picks up after a single ring.
“Kasey! I was about to drive to your apartment, what the hell! I thought you were dead or something!”
“I might be dead, honestly. You know school’s been totally draining me.”
“Which is exactly why I called. You need to get out and do something, Kas. You’re truly a corpse right now, so… We’re going to Rooftop @ Revere. Absolutely no objections.”
“Hannah…”
“No, you’re not getting out of this. Time to do something normal twenty-two-year-olds do, at least for a night… I’ll bring a few of my dresses over and help you with makeup.”
“…Argh, fine… but if I hate it, I’m leaving as soon as I want.”
An excited squeal from Hannah’s end is cut off as she hangs up, and I run a hand over my face. Hannah would probably weave her way through Boston’s traffic and make it to my apartment in record time, but the bed felt as if it was swallowing me whole. Slowly, I drag myself out of the bed and toward my kitchen to retrieve my best friend in the whole entire world… a cup of coffee. If it can get me through nursing school, it can get me through a night at a bar. I’m leaning against the counter, listening to the sound of the coffee maker when I barely catch the sound of a notification coming from my phone. I trudge back to my bed, grab my phone and see who wants my attention. It's Trevor, of course; he’s wanted my attention since we met.
Trev: Kas, do u have the notes for Mattieu’s class
Kasey: No. You don’t need the notes anyway, Mr. NHL Star. Don’t you have sticks to be taping or something?
Trev: I always got time for u, Kassidy. Ducks and I are in Boston for the weekend, can I see u?
Kasey: Stop texting like a child… then I’ll consider.
Trev: Ok ok sorry. I am younger than you, though.
Kasey: By a year.
Kasey: Anyway, Hannah’s dragging me out of the house. Bringing me to Rooftop @ Revere, apparently.
Trev: See u there
Kasey: ???
The front door of my apartment swings open and Hannah lets herself inside. I knew I shouldn’t have given her that key… especially when I notice the lack of clothing on her body. She looks great, of course, but the idea of myself in something similar makes me cringe.
“Coffee’s done. Drink up, sista.”
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I return to the kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee.
“Of course. You need to socialize sometimes, Miss Straight A’s. You need a boyfriend, too.” She smirks at me and I frown.
“I don’t have time for a boyfriend, you know that.”
“A fling, then!”
“Not my kind of thing.” I wrinkle my nose.
“Do you still have those heels I got you for your birthday?” She asks.
“In the back of my closet, why?” She shows me the dress and I nearly choke on my coffee. Low cut, backless, and skin tight… of course.
“Hannah, red is not my color.”
“It totally is.” She hangs the dress over the back of a chair “I’m going to find those heels, finish that coffee asap.” Before I can object, she’s down the hallway. I look at the dress, hanging over the chair, and cringe at the thought of it on my body. It would totally accentuate all the parts of my body I despise… can I survive this?
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“Girl, you have to wear makeup more often. Not because you need it, but because you look unbelievably good with it.” Hannah says as she adds the finishing touches to my look. I tug the hem of my dress down in hopes of finding more fabric, but the front of my dress just exposes more cleavage.
“I don’t know about this dress, Hannah…” I feel my cheeks heat up.
“You look so good, you have no idea. C’mon, we gotta go.” Hannah’s always in a rush, so I don’t argue. Instead, I struggle into the ridiculous black thigh-high heels she got me for my birthday and leave the bathroom.
“Woop woop! Let’s go steal the hearts of the people of Boston!” She cheers loudly, fishes her car keys from her purse, and hurries me out of my apartment “I’ve got your phone, here. Trevor wants your attention.”
“He usually does.” I sigh, ignoring the suggestive tone lacing her voice.
Trev: omw
Kasey: Yeah, me too.
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Hannah herds me into the elevator that will take us up to the rooftop, and I’m unbelievably thankful that we’re its only occupants.
“You got this, girlie. Honestly, you don’t even have to try. Just be you, and I’ll be by your side all night.” Hannah grabs my hand and her unbelievably contagious excitement seeps into my skin. My heart is hammering against my ribcage; I am so not a “people person” but Hannah makes me feel safe and confident. When the elevator reaches the rooftop, we step out whilst both radiating confidence. To my surprise, the place isn’t very bar-y. It's more of a cozy lounge with a bar on the side. The lights aren’t overstimulating at all; they’re dim and the moonlight helps light up the rooftop. Hannah gives my hand a squeeze, then lets go. I feel like a toddler left to drown in the deep end for just a moment, but I meet her hazel eyes and let out a sigh of relief.
“I could use a drink. How about you?” She smiles at me and my heart rate slows to normal.
“Yeah, me too…” She leads me to the bar and asks about the drinks they have. I’m listening at first, but then there’s a presence beside me I didn’t expect. The smell of cologne fills my nostrils, and my heart rate rises again. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice curly brown hair with very noticeable swoops at the base of his neck. My curiosity gets the better of me, and I look right at him… big mistake. I know that face. It's the face of a feral hockey-playing punk.
“Wait, you’re Trent Frederic, right?” I say without thinking, a bit starstruck in the moment. He meets my eyes and offers a dorky grin I knew well; the chirp smile.
“Yeah, that’s me. You must be a Bruins fan.”
“Is it that obvious?” I ask, feeling a bit childish.
“Actually, no. The only reason I knew was that, if you weren’t a Bruins fan, you probably would’ve cussed me out instead of just speaking to me.” I smile because he’s completely right.
“You got me.” I shrug playfully.
“You’re not here alone, are you? Miss…”
“Kasey, and no, I’m not.” Hannah, right on cue, joins the conversation.
“Already making friends, Kas?” She cocks an eyebrow at me and hands me the drink she’d ordered for me.
“He’s a Boston Bruin, Han. You know I’m a Bruins fan.” I smile a little too big, but don’t bother to stop myself.
“Oh, man.” She looks at Trent “She’s going to talk your ear off about shit you probably already know.”
“I don’t mind. She’s passionate, I like that.” Trent says without taking his eyes off of me. My heart is in my throat, and I can’t help but feel butterflies due to the way he was looking at me… but then…
Trevor’s POV
It's been months since I’ve seen Kasey in person, and tonight I’ll finally have a chance to show her how I feel. She knocks me off my feet with every word she says, and she’s completely oblivious to it. Actually, I think she’s completely oblivious to the way I feel. She’s always been super focused on her studies, so focused that I’ve never seen her give any guy a lot of attention. Her friend Hannah claims she’s dating her studies, but I’m too into her to not take advantage of the fact that we’re finally in the same city again. As the elevator doors open, I adjust my tie before stepping out. The music is soft, along with the lighting, and I scan the people on the rooftop until I find her. Her attire takes me completely off guard; a short deep red dress showing an unbelievable amount of skin and tall black boots. Everything hugs her body in a way that makes heat rush to my face. I’m approaching her slowly when Hannah moves from her side and I see just who has her attention… Trent Frederic? From the Boston Bruins? It can’t be. The way he looks at her makes me grit my teeth, and I hurry over to them without a second thought.
“Kas! There you are.” I say as I reach her side. She flinches a bit when I rest my hand on her shoulder, but smiles when she sees me.
“Wow, hey Trevor. It's nice to see you again.” She says, and I can’t help but let my gaze wander to her lips. I’ve wanted to kiss her for a long time, but now more than ever. I almost do when Trent’s voice interrupts my thoughts.
“Kasey, you know Trevor Zegras?” He asks, looking at me with distaste. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a blush tinting Kasey’s cheeks a soft pink.
“We went to BU together.” She says as she rests her hand on my shoulder, nearly making my heart stop in the process “I helped him study and he taught me all about hockey.”
“How do you feel about the Bruins being her favorite team, Zegras?” Trent eyes me, and I’m instantly aware of what he’s trying to do.
“You guys are a great team and her home team, so it makes sense. How do you feel about me being her favorite player, Frederic?” I retort.
“She told me her favorite player is David Pastrnak, actually.”
“She said that so she wouldn’t hurt your feelings too badly.”
You could hear a pin drop in the silence that follows our remarks. At this moment, I wanted two simple things; to break Trent Frederic’s nose and to carry Kasey out of there…. But then I looked at her. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, and the look on her face tugged at my heartstrings. I lean down to her level and whisper
“Sorry, Kas. Hockey rivalry stuff. Can I see you tomorrow?” Her eyes scan my face, and she nods. My heart does a somersault with a terrible dismount. I want nothing more than to stay here with her, my arms around her with her head resting on my chest, but I wanted her to enjoy her night out much more. I shoot Trent a look and leave without another word.
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Kasey’s POV
“Trent, I’m sorry about him- I have no idea what’s gotten into him.” I say quickly.
“Hey, hey… don’t apologize, okay? I get it. You’re really pretty, and he has the right to be protective.”
“Oh, we’re not in a relationship- he’s always been this way, though. Protective and whatnot.” He called me pretty. Trent Frederic thinks I’m pretty! I sip my drink with urgency.
“Again, I get it. You really don’t need to apologize. It was more rivalry related anyway.” He smiles at me, and I suddenly regret drinking any alcohol at all. He’s making me feel a way I’ve refused to feel for a long time, and the alcohol is giving me the confidence I’ve never truly had.
“Trent, can we dance? I mean, like, you and me.” The words spill out before I can remind myself of the promise I’d made to myself, and Trent holds his hand out to me before I can change my mind. I take his hand and he leads me to the dance floor. He seems to not know where to put his hands, so my liquid confidence guides them to my hips. I catch a glimpse of Hannah and the shit-eating grin plastered onto her face and laugh to myself.
Before I know it, Trent guided me away from the rooftop and into a nearby bathroom. My heart is in my throat as he rests his forehead against mine, and I can smell the alcohol on his breath. We’re both drunk, and I doubt he’ll remember me or anything about this night when he wakes up tomorrow, so I press my lips to his without a care in the world.
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Trent’s POV
The cocktail of adrenaline and alcohol swirls through my veins at an accelerated rate when Kasey’s lips meet mine. For a second, I feel like I’ve just won the lottery. The hockey player side of me loves nothing more than pissing off opponents, especially the ones high off of their fame, but something about the way Trevor looked at her told me there’s more to this than just hockey rivalry. He’s head over heels for her, and the venom lacing his words when he spoke to me set his feelings in stone. Mr. High and Mighty has a soft spot for someone other than himself. I could definitely use this to my advantage.
“Trent…” Kasey’s voice, barely audible and breathy, set something off in me. I pull her closer so her body is flush against my own and bite her bottom lip. She flinches but doesn’t pull away, and I take that as an invitation to explore her mouth. I slide my tongue across her bottom lip, and she parts her lips farther. My tongue explored her mouth eagerly as she starts to put her weight against my body. I don’t struggle to keep us upright, even with my hands starting to explore her body. When she pulls away to gasp for air, I press my lips against her neck. I can feel her pulse rushing through her jugular and smile against her skin. I kiss up her throat and beneath her jaw, then back down again toward her collarbone. Just then, she rests her hands on my chest and shoves me away.
“Kasey? What’s wrong?” I search her face.
“We shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be doing this. I don’t have time to even consider falling for someone… I just… I can’t do this. I need to go.”
“Wait-“ I start, but she’s already gone.
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Kasey’s POV
I find Hannah as quickly as I can. She looks alarmed, and I realize that there are tears streaming down my face.
“Kasey! What happened? Did that asshole hockey player do something stupid?” Anger flares in her eyes.
“No, he didn’t… I’m just overwhelmed. I need to go home.” I say, she nods in understanding and leads me into the elevator.
“Are you at least going to tell me what happened?”
“We just kissed, but it was a mistake. I told him that I don’t have time for… anything. School’s my focus.”
“Is that really why you ‘don’t have time’ for anything?” She asks, but I don’t respond. I wipe away my tears when the elevator doors open, but apparently not fast enough because Trevor is standing right there. His brows knit in the center, and I swallow roughly.
“Kas, are you alright?” He asks.
“Just overwhelmed. Hannah’s taking me home.”
“I’ll take her home.” He turns his gaze to Hannah, who nods slowly.
“Are you sure?” She asks me more than she asks him.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” I say “Please get home safe, Han.” Hannah reaches out and gives my hand a gentle squeeze.
“I will.”
We all walk out together but split up in the parking garage. I stay at Trevor’s side until we reach his car, and he opens the passenger side door for me.
“Why were you still in the lobby?” I ask him as I slide into the seat.
“I was in my car, actually… Hannah said she’d lost sight of you, so I waited here to make sure that you didn’t go wandering off with someone.” He states as he gets into the driver's seat and backs his car out of the parking spot.
“You know I wouldn’t do that, Trevor. I’m not exactly the most social person in the world, and I’m physically unable to end up in any kind of relationship because of school.”
“Is that really why you’re not in a relationship?” He doesn’t look at me, even during the silence that follows his question. I look down at my hands and pick at my nails nervously, knowing I’d have to tell the truth eventually… so I do.
“I’m twenty-two years old and I feel like I can’t trust anyone romantically. I’ve only ever been with shitty guys who claim they love me but really just want to bang me. I’ve gotten so used to it that I believe that’s all everyone wants… but I want to feel something. I want to feel gorgeous in someone’s eyes, I want someone to like my personality and the things that make me, me. I’ve never had that happen, so… I don’t bother anymore.” By the time I finish, there are tears streaming down my face again. I’ve never told anyone that, let alone admitted it to myself.
“Jesus, Kasey. I had no idea…”
“Because I don’t talk about this stuff. I want to keep moving forward… must be the alcohol talking.”
“…you’re not allowing yourself to move forward when you’re still living in fear.” Trevor states and his words echo in my mind. I don’t respond and stare out the window instead.
“You deserve to be happy, Kas. You’re letting the past dictate the present, and you have to let go. You can’t spend your entire life afraid; that’s not living at all.”
We pull up to my apartment building, and Trevor steps out of his car to let me out of the passenger side. He opens the door and holds his hand out to me. I slowly accept it and he helps me to my feet. Instead of walking inside, I throw my arms around him.
“For a rising star in the NHL, you’ve got a big heart.”
A laugh rumbles in his chest, and he wraps his arms around me.
“Now it's the alcohol talking. Let’s get you inside.”
#nhl#nhl x reader#boston bruins#anaheim ducks#nhl bruins#nhl ducks#trent frederic#trevor zegras#nhl fanfiction#fanfic
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can i get names similar to Jon / Jonathan?
assuming masc
rob/robb, rick, richard, ron, ronald
bran, bret/brett, bob, brandon, bretton, ben, benjamin/benjamon
jona/joana, joan, jo/joe, jordan/dorden/jordon, jace/jase, jason/jasson/jacon, jack, jackson, jake, jacob, jim, james, jameson
nat/natt, nathan, nathanial/nathaniel, nick, nickolas/nicholas
dave, david, dan, daniel/danial/daniall, drew
chris/cris, christofer/christopher/cristopher, christian
kris, kristofer/kristopher, kev, kevan/kevin
mat/matt, matthew/mattieu, mike, michael/mickal/mickael, mick, mo/moe, morgan, mace/mase, macon/mason/masson
will, william
andy, andrew, anthony, alex, alexander, alexandre
tim, timothy/timothe, tony
gabe, gabriel/gabrial
pete, peter, peterson, percy, percival
sam, samuel, samson
#names like jon#names like jonathan#name blog#name searching#request#names#name list#list of names#request answered#anon answered
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National French Dip Day
Celebrated and enjoyed today on National French Dip Day, a French dip, also known as a beef dip, is a hot sandwich made with roast beef (usually thinly sliced) and a French roll or baguette. It may be served plain but is usually served with au jus, which is French for "with juice" and consists of beef broth—or something similar, like beef gravy or stock—usually from the cooking process. French dips may also have other toppings, with Swiss cheese and onions being the most common. Beef may be substituted with roast pork, pastrami, turkey, lamb, or ham.
Philippe the Original (commonly called Philippe's today and known as Philippe's Restaurant when it opened) and Cole's French Dip (also known as Cole's Pacific Electric Buffet), both located in downtown Los Angeles, have a rivalry as to who is the originator of the French dip sandwich. National French Dip Day was initiated by Cole's French Dip in honor of its 110th anniversary on November 12, 2018. They offered a $10 French dip and martini combo all day. They had a similar offer the following year. Ironically, a "French Dip Day" had previously been celebrated by Philippe the Original, on October 6, 2008, in honor of their 100th anniversary. French dip sandwiches were priced at their original ten cents listing, and coffee was five cents.
Cole's and Philippe's both opened in 1908—Philippe's first and Cole's about a month later. While Cole's claims to have created the French dip at that time, Philippe's claims to have created it in 1917 or 1918. Philippe's uses the phrase "Home of the Original French Dip Sandwich" and calls the French dip their "specialty of the house." Philippe's French dip is served "single-dipped," "double-dipped," or "wet," with the bread being dipped in beef juices when it is put together. Philippe's and Cole's both have a spicy house mustard that patrons traditionally put on the sandwich.
Philippe's was founded by Philippe Mathieu, a French immigrant and cook who had arrived in Los Angeles five years earlier and opened a delicatessen. He sold Philippe's in 1927, and the descendants of those buyers changed the name of the restaurant to Philippe the Original. In 1951, on account of the construction of the Hollywood Freeway, it moved to its present location at 1001 N Alameda St.
There are several accounts as to the start of the sandwich at Philippe's. Among others, two are the most common or credible. The first comes from Philippe's website, which says:
One day in 1918, while making a sandwich, Mathieu inadvertently dropped the sliced french roll into the roasting pan filled with juice still hot from the oven. The patron, a policeman, said he would take the sandwich anyway and returned the next day with some friends asking for more dipped sandwiches. And so was born the 'French Dipped Sandwich," so called either because of Mathieu’s French heritage, the French roll the sandwich is made on or because the officer’s name was French. The answer is lost to history.
The second is a first-hand account, coming from Philippe Mathieu himself in a Los Angeles Times interview from 1951, written at the time of the relocation of the restaurant because of the Hollywood Freeway:
One day a police officer asked me if I would mind splitting one of these large loaves of French bread and filling it with 'some of the delicious roast pork.' I was not too busy, so I said, 'Sure.' Then he asked me to 'please cut it in half. I've got a friend outside who can eat it.' Then he asked for some pickles, onions and olives.
Mattieu went on to say:
Then we started making French-roll sandwiches for those who had smaller appetites. One day a customer saw some gravy in the bottom of a large pan of roast meat. He asked me if I would mind dipping one side of the French roll in that gravy. I did, and right away five or six others wanted the same.
So, by the supposed creator's own account, the French dip started out as a pork sandwich, not a beef sandwich, and was eaten with pickles, onions, and olives.
As for Cole's, one of Los Angeles's oldest bars, several stories have passed down through employees over the years. Records cannot be found of Cole's French dip being mentioned before Philippe's was known for them, and because of both of these reasons, its claim is not as strong as Phillipe's. An interview in the Los Angeles Times in 1997 of Gitti Beheshti, then co-owner and manager, says the following:
Mr. [Henry] Cole was German. He had a friend that was a chef working here. He was in the kitchen when someone wanted a sandwich, then the bread fell into the beef juice and they liked it. The other customer in line behind him asked for the same sandwich.
Another account claims that a chef by the name of Jack Garlinghouse made the sandwich for a customer who wanted a roast beef sandwich but had sore gums, so he dipped the sandwich in beef juices before serving it, softening the bread to make it easier to eat.
It's unknown why this Los Angeles-born sandwich has "French" in its name, but there are several plausible explanations. It could be because a French roll is used. It could be because it is dipped au jus—a French phrase for "with juice." It could be named for Philippe Mathieu, who was a French immigrant. Or, as mentioned in the first Philippe's story above, it could be because the officer who received the first French dip was named French.
Finally, it could be based on a pun. In the early twentieth century, a "French dip" was also a dress style—also used in men's and women's jackets—that dropped the waist to below the belt, to give the wearer a thinner appearance. The sandwich name could be poking fun at the fact that when one thinks about slimming down, they usually don't think of a sandwich made with meat and gravy. No matter why it has the name it does, or who its creator was, the French dip is not just beloved in Los Angeles, but around the world, and we celebrate and enjoy it today on National French Dip Day!
How to Observe National French Dip Day
Have a French dip at Philippe the Original or Cole's French Dip, or at one of the other best places in the United States to have one.
Enjoy a French dip from a chain restaurant like Arby's or McAlister's Deli.
Have a French dip at a local restaurant.
Check for special offers in honor of National French Dip Day.
Make a French dip.
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AU - A TORRID AFFAIR
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It was a usual sort of affair, smoke wafted through the air like a hazy morning, lingering between bodies and only growing as exhales sighed out through lips, so many individuals doing their part to grow the cloud and boisterous and low mumbled conversations were the rumblings of thunder, the occasional sharp and piercing laughter the lightning that would temporarily distract before everything would return to its usual hum. A few tables were set up in the far corner of the room, couches in the other, all areas occupied to the point of some pairs needing to stand for there were no longer enough seats for everyone. Here would be Mattieu Baudelaire, sat with his darkened eyes rimmed with his equally dark lashes trained to the cards in his hand. A sly sort of smirk would soon grace his features, turning up the corner of his mouth and gleaming in his eyes which caught the smoke that filtered out from his parted lips and made them water.
“You have tricked me, sir,” he spoke with an obvious accent indicative that English was not his native language, a bounciness to his pattern of speech and somewhat halting as his brain needed to translate from French first before speaking in English. “You advised me that you knew little of the game and here I find myself being bested very easily,” his tongue swept over his lips while a glance would be cast conspiratorially to the man beside him, “Have you deceived me?”
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Eh aquí el primero de muchos otros conceptos que tengo preparados
Bueno aquí tenemos a Rodrigo un concepto algo sencillo,como dije es un concepto de como se vería, un diseño temporal en lo que el crese
Ahora unos datos actualizados de este pequeño
Rodrigo
🔭 Rodrígo Enakai Skeleton hijo mayor de Daphne y mattieu
🔭 tiene 13 años (para este momento ya pasaron 5 años de que nacieron)
🔭 además de miopía también tiene heterocromía
🔭 es heterosexual y está soltero
🔭 no tiene ningún interés amoroso por nadie por el momento (así que está libre para quien quiera 👀)
Ojo: el sonrojó de Rodrigo no es porque le guste Myrtle, si no porque la tiene muy cerca y a él le incomoda y avergüenza que invadan su espacio personal,el solo ve a Myrtle cómo amiga y alguien que lo jode mucho
🔭 la cicatriz de su ojo ya no es tan visible como antes,como su cuerpo cresio la mancha dejó de hacerlo,y con el reflejo de sus ojos menos se le ve dicha sicatris
🔭 de milagro la explosión en su ojo no le afecto mucho,solo dejo cicatriz pero no afecto su ojo de ninguna manera,su miopía es hereditaria
🔭en carácter y un poco de su apariencia son semejanza de su madre, pero su personalidad,carisma y galanura es de su padre xd
🔭 su madre le regaló una tarjeta de acceso al laboratorio,para entrar cada que le plazca ya que hay estará ma seguro que en su laboratorio,aunque el observatorio poco a poco lo está convirtiendo en laboratorio XD
Mattieu - @the-creator-undertale-au
Daphne y Rodrigo- yop
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