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thedreadvampy · 1 year

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I think there's a huge gap in language when talking about British legislative and social racism bc some of the most overt and unchallenged legislative racism lately is against GRT people and a lot of countries (especially America) do not use the term GRT.

The G in GRT stands for Gypsy (using this bc it's as-self-described, like it's the term the British GRT community uses often) and bc this is for a lot of people exclusively a slur and bc it has a lot of historical weight, people will often object to use of the expanded acronym slash try to correct it to Roma or Rroma.

But the GRT community as a political class and as a group subject to racism includes, but is not synonymous with, Roma, cause it also includes Irish Travelers (who are another large nomadic minority ethnic group, aka Pavee), Scottish, English and Welsh Travelers (a mix of indigenous nomadic groups), and other nomadic peoples in Britain.

In some, but not all, contexts, GRT also includes non-ethnic nomadic communities: New Age Travelers (people living nomadic lifestyles by choice - full-time caravanners or van lifers), Bargees (people living full time in canal boats) and showmen (traveling funfairs and circuses). Not being a specific ethnicity, New Agers and Showmen have a different relationship to racism and marginalisation than Roma and Travelers (a settled Roma or Traveler family are still Roma or Traveler, it's not just a question of lifestyle and community) but obviously anti-Traveler legislation and bias harms everyone living nomadically.

I think (and I'm not GRT and my thoughts should be taken with a truckload of salt, I just feel like it's worth explaining what the terminology actually means) that a lot of the nuance around GRT identity is kind of lost in transnational discourse (particularly with Americans) because. the G bit of GRT has been used as a blanket term for hundreds of years to refer to multiple groups of nomadic peoples in Europe and so there are ethnocultural groups included under that term who aren't Roma but also are GRT and are racialised as GRT.

People racialised within the GRT community (as Roma or Travelers) experience way higher rates of social and economic exclusion than any other ethnogroups in the UK, including if they're settled (living in brick-and-mortar housing, which around 75% of people recorded as GRT do).

Both Roma and Traveler kids are systemically excluded from education (Gypsy/Roma kids are 6x more likely to be suspended from school and 7x as likely to be expelled than the national average, and Traveler kids aren't much better off (4x more likely than average to be suspended and 5x as likely to be expelled)). GRT people face systemic employment discrimination, being 6x more likely than average to be long term unemployed and 1/4 as likely to be offered high-level or management positions. GRT folk have the worst health outcomes of any ethnic group, and consistently report high levels of medical discrimination and trouble accessing healthcare. As a result, GRT infant mortality and maternal death is way higher than average, and GRT life expectancy is 10+ years shorter than average. GRT communities are disproportionately criminalised, settled GRT families have spoken often about having been treated as inherently suspicious on the basis of their ethnicity.

A lot of people write these issues off as being, like, a product of a nomadic/no-fixed-address lifestyle, but a) it's a problem with the system if our social care systems don't account for the fact that some people are nomadic, itinerant or have no fixed address. there is no reason why nomadic life needs to be more dangerous or excluded than settled. but also b) as stated a majority of GRT people included in these figures do have fixed addresses. it is just racism.

Homelessness is also a huge problem in the community, with many landowners refusing to rent land to Travellers, residential camping berths being oversubscribed by something like 10,000%, and significant difficulty accessing affordable housing. The land which is available to Traveling communities is increasingly ringfenced, often specifically with the intention of discouraging nomadic communities.

given that it is. racism. with an exceptionally long and brutal history of genocide, criminalisation and systemic social exclusion. it is also striking how often open, sometimes genocidal, racism against GRT people is handwaved or accepted as normal. anti-GRT legislation is explicitly passed on the regular. people are incredibly comfortable referring to all GRT people as thieves, scroungers, criminals and frauds. I have had literal circular mailings offering to "remove vermin, pests and Gypsies from your land." and yet calling this racism is often treated as an overstatement. Even though it's explicitly ethnically-driven bias, and has deeply entrenched social impacts affecting everyone racialised as GRT regardless of cultural behaviour or lifestyle.

anyway that's what GRT means, it stands for Gypsy/Roma/Traveller and it's an extremely underserved and marginalised racialised group in the UK and Europe. It includes Romani ethnic groups, but also includes non-Roma ethnic groups (like the Pavee) and Roma subgroups (like Sinti). They're united by a common experience of anti-nomadic racism, criminalisation and social exclusion and, as an aggregate group, are consistently among the most directly disadvantaged racial groups in the UK.

#red said #this is my understanding as someone who's not grt but has read up on it a lot #which is to say i may be talking shite #please correct me if you are from a GRT background and I'm fucking up

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pandoraspoet · 10 months

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Not by choice a gypsy soul,

New York,

blue ridge mountains,

panning for gold,

then a Prairie's fierce wind

tugs my heart, takes ahold,

before it casts me away

for a copper I’m sold

to the edge of the world

where I sail on the waves

made of flotsam and seaweed

sun-salt bakes me for days,

Where am I from?

The 4 corners I roam

Still searching for you,

for with you…

I am home

#writerscreedchallenge #twcpoetry #poets on tumblr #where are you from #original writing #original poetry #poem #searching #soulmates #spilled ink #i am alone

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chaifootsteps · 1 month

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Gypsy sold me bath salts.

Yeah, she'll do that!

#Anonymous #Gypsy #actual blog post

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imperical-shop · 3 months

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A Bit of Extra Luck

For the Luck Potion design, I made another Zonami drabble ☺️ Hope it brings a little 🍀 to your day!

Summary: Zoro loves drinks so he decides to try on the “special” liquid he’s offered on a new island. Nami is pissed at his recklessness in taking offers from strangers. Little do they know, sometimes those mysterious things turn things around.

Words: 2040

Tags: Angry Nami at first but will come around, protective Zoro, both like the other but won’t act on it, slightly fluffy, open ending

“Don’t drink that you buffoon!” Nami yelled at the top of her lungs as she jumped in front of the swordsman and smacked the vial out of his hand. The object broke, glass shattering everywhere on the pavement. But that was it—it was just glass.

“What the fuck?” Zoro lifted an eyebrow and crossed his arms, his tone even, eyes dulled down to piercing black dots digging daggers into her.

“You idiot! Do you know what was in it at all?”

“No,” he stated calmly, turned around, and started walking back to the ship.

“What do you mean no?!” The navigator ran up to him and slowly eased into his pace, trying (and slightly failing) to match his long strides. “Do you just go off randomly drinking from bottles that gypsies sell to you on the street?”

The Strawhat Crew had arrived on a new island that day, planning on restocking and taking a break for a while from crazy pirates and Marines out to get them. Nami had made a full list of all the things they’d need for their following trips and had taken off with Sanji—the cook wanted to choose the ingredients for himself, so what was she to do?

Halfway through it, Nami had spotted a rugged woman, dressed in torn clothes and a small jute sack in her hands. She probably wouldn’t have paid the lady any attention if it hadn’t been for the mossy pop of color skidding in the crowd and the fact the woman seemed to follow him. So, purely out of curiosity, Nami had carefully walked behind her until she had witnessed Zoro purchasing a vial filled with a green liquid and something that looked like tiny clovers inside.

Nami had seen a lot of things in her life. Murderous pirates, fishmen trying to kill all mankind, swordsmen who could cut a mountain in half without even flinching. But she had never believed and would never believe in magic or potions.

“Sometimes.” Zoro shrugged, making her huff in anger. They had no medic on the ship and paying for one would cost her a lot of berries. Plus, they all (especially the captain and his reckless first mate) had a hefty bounty on their head, making getting around that much harder.

“Seriously, do you know what was in it? How can you-”

“Something about luck.” The hunter shrugged again. “Honestly, I was looking for booze. The woman said it was better than any alcohol I’ve ever tried. So…”

“You can’t be serious.” Her mouth dropped open and her eyes went wide, looking at his relaxed features from the side. It just didn’t make any sense. Nami had believed that out of the whole crew, maybe he had been the one with a brain cell more than the rest. But this now…

The navigator faltered in her steps, the tip of her shoe getting stuck between the cobblestones. She saw the whole world shift upside down, the ground suddenly coming too close. Before she landed face-first, a hand wrapped around her torso and pulled her up. Her back hit something hard, but Nami was still wide-eyed and stumped at how for just a millisecond more she would’ve dove right into the pavement.

The smell of sea salt mixed with a musky note and the undeniable hint of booze on his breath sent chills down her back. The sun was blazing above her head but she was sure that wasn’t the reason why her cheeks suddenly felt like they were on fire or why her whole body got an inexplicable urge to morph into a puddle on the ground.

Turning her head slowly, she was met with dark eyes enshrouded in mystery. Zoro tightened his hold around her waist, bringing her even closer to him, still not breaking their eye contact. He looked calm but then again, that’s what he always looked like. Yet, the tiny sparkles in his eyes reflecting from the sun’s rays urged her to believe there was something more. His thumb brushed over the exposed skin of her stomach, making her shiver in response—an action Nami desperately wanted to believe he had missed. But the small curve of his lips proved her wrong.

“Nami-san!” A loud and saccharine drawl of her name echoed from behind them, making Zoro quickly loosen his grip and distance himself from her. Nami cleared her throat and turned around to look at Sanji who was dangling several grocery bags in his hands and desperately trying to wave with one. She cleared her throat again, as if that would help the light awkwardness lift from around them, and turned to walk toward the cook.

“Let’s go back to the ship. Luffy and Usopp are surely waiting,” the ginger said slowing down her steps. For a brief second, she wondered if Zoro had heard her or if he had and decided to ignore her. But once his familiar scent and the clinks of his swords surrounded her senses, Nami smiled and kept walking.

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Zoro had his hands tucked behind his head, legs propped on the ship’s railing, eyes closed, and enjoying the sounds of the sea hitting the ship as they sailed toward their new adventure. Well, he tried to. Ten minutes into his nap, the navigator had begun screaming for the rest of the crew to come clean the deck and had proceeded to order them around. Interestingly enough, she hadn’t asked for his help at all.

He tried to ignore them; ignore the constant cries of Usopp and Luffy as they scrubbed the deck; ignore Sanji’s constant gushing over Nami’s words. To be honest, the cook’s antics irked him in a different way and way more than anything else.

The swordsman opened one eye and immediately found the ginger, walking around the deck and trying to find new spots the guys could mop up. She had a map in her hand, glancing at it from time to time and turning toward the sea, squinting her eyes, looking for something, before going back to the paper in her hands. Zoro tucked his chin and crossed his arms, smiling—it was amusing watching her nag the rest and work on getting the whole crew ashore at the same time.

He lifted his head once more, this time in an attempt to rest it on the barrel behind his back. A glint in the sky caught his eye, making him forget everything else and focus on it. At the top of the main mast, the shroud seemed as if it was dangling by its last thread. But the sun’s blazing light obscured the vision so Zoro wondered if that might have just been a few seagulls circling around.

The next few seconds played in slow motion for him. The shroud ripped apart, its whole weight falling down on the deck, right on top of Nami. If it had been just the shroud there might not have been any damage, but the distinct sound of metal coming down with it, urged the swordsman to act fast.

Zoro grabbed his sword and in a split millisecond, made a sharp cut from where he had been lying. The sheer force of it slashed the air, spreading the power in long, wavy ripples that reached the shroud and cut it in half. The lower part fell in front of Nami’s legs, while the upper went over her head and landed behind her, the gear of the pulley system hitting the deck and making a small hole right on top of the kitchen below.

Nami stood rooted to the ground, her eyes popping out, mouth dropped open. The map in her hands was scrunched and slightly torn in the middle from the force she was applying by fisting her hands. Cold sweat washed over her at the thought of the gear aiming directly for her head. She kept looking at the top of the main mast where the shroud used to be attached. Only now, there was just a long rope swinging in the air, pushed and tugged by the breeze.

Luffy immediately jumped to her, asking her questions to which she had no answer. Well, her mind couldn’t come up with one no matter how hard she tried. Instead, her eyes started darting left and right, searching for the source of that forceful gush of wind she’d felt right before she’d lifted her head and seen the net split in two. Yet, there was no one around except the three crewmates pestering her about her state.

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The night had settled in quietly, a dark canvas spreading on each side over the ship, sprinkled with tiny stars here and there. The summer breeze was quite nice, softly caressing her skin and spreading around the sweet aroma of tangerines.

Nami marched toward his room, settled on finally thanking him for everything that had happened during the day. She wasn’t an idiot—it was obvious who had saved her. Twice that day. So, the only logical and nice thing to do was to at least say a simple, ‘Thank you’.

“Zoro?” The navigator tapped on the door, her voice barely over a whisper. She didn’t know why, but the idea of Usopp, Luffy, or (god forbid) Sanji seeing her walking into Zoro’s room made her rethink her initial thought of barging in as she’d usually do.

Since there was no answer, she called his name once again and waited for a few seconds before pushing the door open and stepping inside. The room was dark, illuminated by the grayishly white rays from the round window on one side of the room. Nami squinted so her eyes would adjust to the darkness faster and only then noticed the big hammock in the middle, with Zoro lying on it, lightly swinging left to right. His swords were, of course, right next to him, propped on the wall. She wanted to taunt him and ask why they weren’t lying on top of him, but seeing that only one move of his hand and he could grab them, she opted to skip that question.

One light step forward and Nami noticed the even breaths coming out from the pirate hunter. His features were relaxed; gone were the usual sharp edges around his jaw and the scowl that seemed to grace his forehead most of the time. At that moment, he looked at peace—he wasn’t chased by Marines, wasn’t gunned down by other pirates or hunters.

So call her nuts for not wanting to disturb his sleep. Yeah, he could take a nap at literally any place, but this somehow felt different. Like he was more comfortable, less alert. A weird feeling of trust built up in her, making her bite her lower lip.

Nami stood for a moment longer and turned to walk back. Maybe she could thank him some other day. But would she ever get a chance like this to really show him her gratitude? Probably not. And a simple ‘Thank you’ kind of lost its meaning in the few minutes she’d been watching the always vigilant swordsman, the one who always had her back, finally relax.

That’s when a simple, albeit stupid, idea popped into her head. Nami pivoted on her heels and walked back to the hammock, stopping right above him. She lowered her head and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek, lingering a moment too long.

“Thank you for always being there,” she whispered and slowly pulled away, her eyes still glued to his tranquil state. Before anyone could see her or (even worse) Zoro wake up, Nami turned around and dashed for the door.

Zoro opened one eye just as the door was closing. He had wanted to start talking the second she’d entered but something told him that this way would be better. And somehow it had. It seemed the older lady on that island hadn’t lied to him—that thing had really been a luck potion. Because the swordsman could bet that Nami would never do something like she had a few moments ago.

The pirate hunter smiled, tucked both hands behind his head, and closed his eyes. Yeah, Zoro had a feeling his luck would change from now on.

#imperical #different designs for different needs ✨#zonami drabble #zonami fanfic #zonami #opla zoro #opla nami #roronoa zoro #cat burglar nami #one piece nami #one piece zoro #nami x zoro #zoro x nami #nami #zoro #opla fanfiction #one piece fanfiction

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porquejimin · 4 months

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I’m not going to say anything but paint a picture. Toji Fushiguro. But he’s a motherfucker from north Jersey. Parents from Hoboken but the dude just hangs around Camden.

In addition, Megumi growing up in Jersey. His dad moved them somewhere “nicer” maybe Clifton or Hackensack and the kid grows up well but just being a fucking menace. Plays wall ball next to abandoned houses and get SO many of them stuck in the neighbors gutters.

Hangs out at GSP, and he’s banned from the gypsy buses (thanks to Yuji) luckily Toji has a day job as a bus driver for the good ole MTA.

Toji rolls up to the bodega with a green tea Arizona and gets a Taylor ham egg and cheese (Toji eats his with too much hot sauce and fucking Takis like a psychopath).

Worse driver on the goddamn road and kicks over trash cans and chairs out of already shovled parking spots because he DOES NOT FUCKING CARE. But god for if you park in front of his house, in his spot, the man will come out shirtless in the dead of winter with a piece telling you to get the fuck outta here.

As a new jersian, I will now provide lore accurate New Jersey dialogues

Megumi: Yuji It’s brick af outside I ain’t tryna freeze to death waiting on ya ass.

Toji: naw man I got union so if those bad ass kids don’t sit the fuck down, I’ll do what I got to do.

Megumi: na man, me and my dad gotta go to the StopNShop for the “can-can” sale.

Toji: I came out all the way to the city to kill this bum and traffic through the Lincoln tunnel is 50 minutes? Might as well kill myself

Megumi: yeah sometimes I slide to the Dominican lady next door and she gives me a plate cuz she likes my dad.

Toji: they ain’t salt the roads yet so don’t panic if I Jersey slide into incoming traffic.

I know this is hella out of left field but it felt very necessary. Thank you.

#toji fushiguro #jjk #toji zenin #toji x reader #jujutsu toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #headcannons #Jersey

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djscuffs · 7 months

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New Mix! Live at Cabana Pool Bar, Summer 2023. 2 hours of Dance, Pop, House, Baile Funk, Jersey Club, and more mixed by DJ SCUFFS. Featuring music from Doja Cat, Rihanna, Avicii, Jengi, Central Cee, and more!

Playlist

Barbatuques – Baianá – DJ Larry-T Remix Diplo, Charli Xcx, Herve Pagez – Spicy Jamelia – Superstar – Stavros Martina & Kevin D Remix Nelly – Hot In Herre – Da Phonk vs Lules & Naken Remix Doja Cat – Woman Doja Cat – Woman ft. Ariana Grande, Nicki Minaj, Dua Lipa, Missy Elliott (Remix) Timbaland ft. Keri Hilson & D.O.E. – The Way I Are – Stavros Martina & Kevin D Remix Bell Biv DeVoe – Poison – Bastian Bell Remix Timbaland ft. Justin Timberlake & Nelly Furtado – Give It To Me – Le Boeuf Remix ACRAZE – Do It To It FT Cherish Dillon Francis – Goodies Kanye West – Mercy – FOMO Remix Bruno Mars vs. Timmy Trumpet & Kastra – Uptown Funk (HMC 2019 Bootleg) Rihanna – Rude Boy (AANSE Remix) Jain – Makeba – Jerry Wallis Remix Shenseea & Megan Thee Stallion – Lick – Anthem Kingz Finer Things Edit Crystal Waters – Gypsy Woman (She’s Homeless) – Anthem Kingz Don’t Stop Moving Edit Jorja Smith – Little Things x Gypsy Woman (L BEATS MASHUP) David Guetta/Kid Cudi – Memories (feat. Kid Cudi) – 2021 Remix Avicii – Levels – RICHIE ROZEX Remix Daft Punk – One More Time – Lambue, Guztav & Siëma Remix Tag Team – Whoomp! There It Is – DJ Serg Remix LMFAO – Party Rock Anthem – Tony B & Vocalteknix Remix Eve ft. Gwen Stefani – Let Me Blow Ya Mind – Anthem Kingz Work My Body Edit Central Cee – Doja – Vunzige Deuntjes SoundSystem Remix LMFAO – Sexy And I Know It – Richastic Remix Barbatuques – Baianá – Rogerson Remix Jengi – Bel Mercy Rihanna – Rude Boy (Klean Remix) Nina Sky x CHAMOS – Move Ya Body Shenseea & Megan Thee Stallion – Lick – ETX Coolie Dance Riddim Edit Bob Sinclar ft. Big Ali – Rock This Party (Everybody Dance Now) – MIKIS & ZING Remix Richastic – The Roof Is On Fire – Tall Boys Clap Intro Don Omar ft. Lucenzo – Danza Kuduro – Kevin D & Sven & Rolf Remix Farruko – Pepas (Smoothies Baile Funk Remix) Pitbull – Give Me Everything (BeatBreaker ‘Barranquilla’ Banger) Mark Ronson – Uptown Funk FT BRUNO MARS (Club Breakerz x Medy Landia Mambo Edit) DJ Katch – Banga Black Eyed Peas – My Humps – Stavros Martina & Kevin D Remix Robin Thicke ft. Pharrell – Blurred Lines – Stavros Martina & Kevin D Remix Rihanna ft. Calvin Harris – We Found Love – DSM League Remix Delirious & Alex K ft. Max-A-Million – Sexual Healing – Anthem Kingz Closer Edit Koffee – Toast (262 Remix) James Hype/Miggy Dela Rosa/Oliver Heldens – Ferrari – Oliver Heldens Remix Axwell Λ Ingrosso – More Than You Know (Extended Mix) Avicii – Levels – DJ Serg Remix Technotronic – Pump Up The Jam – Sico Vox Remix Tag Team – Whoomp! There It Is – Lincoln Baio Money Edit Salt-N-Pepa x Megan Thee Stallion – Push It Flamin Hottie (Jonney Miles Segue) City Girls – Twerkulator – MarkCutz Remix Megan Thee Stallion – Thot Shit – DJ Serg Sniper Move Shake Drop Edit Rihanna – Only Girl (In The World) – Stavros Martina & Kevin D Remix Rihanna – Don’t Stop The Music – Trayze Carnival Remix Taio Cruz – Dynamite – ZIGGY & Replay M Remix Flo Rida ft. Sesman – Low – Richastic Remix DJ Crell/Silez – Do it To it – Baile Funk Remix J Balvin & Skrillex – In Da Getto Barbatuques – Baianà – Jack Back Remix Steve Aoki Daddy Yankee Play-N-Skillz and Elvis Crespo – Azukita (CloudNine Intro Edit) Deorro – Bailar (Afro Bros Bootleg) Steve Aoki & Willy William ft. Sean Paul, El Alfa – Mambo Jengi – Bel Mercy – Richtanner Remix Wiley & Sean Paul & Stefflon Don feat. Idris Elba – Wale – Boasty (Grandtheft x Wuki Dub) Rihanna – Don’t Stop The Music – Richastic Remix

#mix #cabana pool bar #toronto #dj scuffs #baile funk #house #dance #music #dj #rihanna #central cee #doja cat #SoundCloud

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incorrect-splatoon · 11 months

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Quotes is a traveling priest, they moved from their colony and travel around land before finding Incorrect and stepping foot into Inktopolis.

But the peole she has come across, can be quite interesting.

@judas-isariot : You don't know what pain is if you never try to draw a comic on your phone while standing up in the metro.

And you don't know what déception is has long has you did not look back at it.

TEXT ID under the magic line

Quotes the dorax is singing in the back of an octolings army truck :

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves !

Octoling officer: Because you guys believe this Dorax when she said, she can kinda read the future...

Octoling soldier: Why do we keep her anyways ?

Octoling officer: Beside we arrived be at the red salty lake and I am curious to hear what they are going to tell about me.

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[Quotes the dorax just get of the truck, over excited by the witness of the lake]

Quotes the dorax : Woah, look at this salt crystal ! they also turn red !

Octoling officer: We don't have all night, we have to find this stupid agent 3 tomorrow and capture them.

Octoling: Boss can't we chill, we did not find her for 3 days now...

Quotes [turn her head, the octoling are behind her] Oh yeah, you are still here. Well let me get the infusion.

--- Later ---

[We can see Quotes has installed his camp behind the truck]

Octoling officer: So ? What did she said ? Is it good ?

[Quotes the dorax peak her head out point at a specific octoling]

Octoling: They said I will find a beautiful man and get married to them~

But when I asked what this octoling look like they laugh and said "AN OCTOLING, aww, you are so innocent".

I don't know what it mean by that but whatever I will be married soon~ A dream weeding~

Quotes: You ! Put off thoses glasses, you will need to see this with your own eyes !

[Quotes is looking at the octoling]

Quotes: You...

[we can see the octoling is a yound agent 8]

Quotes: It is different. You are going to find this young inkling, the captain right hand you have been searching.

Agent 8: This is incredible !

Quotes: But without your crew and...

Quotes: Without the memory of searching them, of your mission, or even my face.

Agent 8: Hun ? But how ? why ?

Quotes: This is a faithful encounter, what you will do about it, without anything holding you back is up from your decision.

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theshelbyclan · 2 years

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Thura, darling, I have a request I hope you'll consider. 💗 I love Teddy so much and I was thinking about Polly/Esme/Linda insisting she learn to bake. Teddy is frustrated she has to be in the kitchen while Finn is allowed to play outside. She ends up sabotaging the food (replacing salt for sugar or something) so everyone will think she's hopeless and stop trying to teach her a skill she doesn't ever plan on using. If this is too specific or you don't feel like writing it, I understand. I hope you like the idea though!

I loved this idea, so cute and very Teddy, thank you for sending it in!

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While Teddy was staying at the Lee camp, Esme had been looking out for her. It’s funny, because Esme was being married off for being ‘too wild’, but she still felt like she had to be the one to teach Teddy all about being a good gypsy wife. This meant she had to learn how to clean, to take care of the camp and to cook. Back in Small Heath, Esme still felt responsible for her somehow, so she’d grabbed Teddy and hoisted her along to the kitchen. “But I don’t want to!” Teddy whined. “Tough,” her friend said without any room for argument, “Today’s the day you learn. Polly’s agreed.” “Whyyyyyyyy? It’s not like I’ll marry anyways.” Esme shrugged, “Either way, we’re baking a cake today. It’s John’s birthday today and what better time to learn!” Teddy rolled her eyes and looked out the window with a longing gaze. Outside, Finn was playing football with some of their friends, and Teddy would give anything to be out there right now. So, as Esme’s back was turned, she tried to make a run for it. Esme, however, had six younger siblings, so quick as a flash, she’d caught Teddy’s wrist and held it firmly. Teddy took one look at her and decided resistance was indeed futile. Throwing flower about angrily and managing to crack as many eggs as possible in the process, Teddy was probably the angriest baker anyone had ever seen. Each broken egg earned her a slap from Esme, but it didn’t help much. But then her sister-in-law said, “If you do a good job, your brothers will be so proud of you and they’ll ask you to bake for them all the time!” But that was the last fucking thing Teddy wanted. Smirking to herself, she came up with a plan. Quickly she broke another egg, not entirely by accident as she threw it across the kitchen, received Esme’s slap with some dignity at least, and when she turned to clean it up, Teddy grabbed the salt and emptied the container into the mixture. Vaguely she wondered if this would be enough, but looking at the mountain of salt, it’d have to do. “I’m actually enjoying this a little,” Teddy chatted away happily, “Maybe I could do this all the time. I might have the talent for it!” Esme was looking at her darkly, egg still in her hair, “Well, I’m fucking not. Next time, Polly can deal with you.” Cheerfully stirring, Teddy couldn’t wait. A few hours later, the kitchen did smell amazing. Everyone had gathered around, but as Polly was preparing for dinner, she mumbled, “What happened to my salt?” Teddy quickly looked away and cut a slice of cake for everyone. “Made it myself!” she announced proudly. Fork in the air, there was no way she was taking a bite. But she did watch the others eagerly, as they brought the cake to their lips. At once, everyone started coughing and John actually spat his cake across the kitchen. Polly frowned and tasted the tiniest crumble of cake, “Esme, what the fuck did you do?” “It wasn’t me who did this!” she protested, “She must’ve gotten the salt and sugar mixed up somehow.” “That is bloody awful, sister,” Arthur said through his laughter, “I mean, well done for trying, but never again.” “You mixed up the salt and sugar, eh?” Tommy fixed her with a stern gaze. “I didn’t know,” Teddy put on big eyes, “I thought I would be good at baking!” Arthur burst out laughing again, “You’re not, sweetheart, you’re really not.” John tried to be more gentle, “I appreciate the gesture, Teddy, just, next time get me one from the baker, alright? No more baking for you.” “Oh,” Teddy pouted theatrically, “that’s a shame…”

I’m writing drabbles today for my 4k celebration; send some in!

#teddy shelby #peaky blinders fluff #4k drabbles #tommy shelby #john shelby #esme lee #arthur shelby #polly gray

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wisteriavines · 1 year

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No Roots

my hero academia prompt:

I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night And a thousand times I've seen this road

⎯ Alice Merton, No Roots

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The first thing he hears is the sound of crashing waves. The first thing he feels is the hot sand beneath him. The first thing he smells is a mix of salt water and trash. The first thing he sees, cracking open his heavy lidded eyes, is the too bright and burning sun.

He rolls over to his side, groaning as the phantom pain of being hit by a car jolts across his body. He grits his teeth, carefully twitching every limp to make sure he still has them and check how big his body is this time.

His limps fall too short to be an adult, too long to be a toddler or primary schooler. He’s somewhere in his teens then. Maybe. Probably. He always has been on the short side of the scale.

Sighing, he pushes himself into a sitting position, ignoring the way his head pounds and vision swims. Squinting, he carefully takes in his surroundings.

A trash covered beach. Wonderful.

Rolling his eyes, he stands up and stumbles through the piles of trash until he reaches a relatively reflective surface to peer at.

Looking at his reflection, then looking down at himself, he would hazardously guess his age to be ten.

Running a hand through his sand covered hair, he forlornly sighs. I liked being twenty-three.

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Izuku can die. He just can't stay dead. He wakes up somewhere, somewhen, different. He's different too, waking up a different age than when he died. It's time-travel on a physical and biological level, only ever activating upon (after?) death. (It's been lifetimes, ha, and he still isn't sure about this one detail.)

He'll live until he's 41 in one lifetime, waking up as a 5 year old in the next lifetime, die at 37 in this second lifetime, then wake up as a 19 year old. He'll live in the 19th century, then the 30th, then the 14th. He'll be in America one life, Japan the next, then England. On and on. There's no pattern or reason behind what age he'll be, what century it'll be or even where in the world he’ll be.

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thehyperrequiem · 1 year

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A Cartoon Creature's Life (A Bug's Life) parody cast

"A misfit cookie, looking for "warriors" to save his colony from greedy cake monsters, recruits a group of cartoon creatures that turn out to be an inept circus troupe."

Knight Cookie (Cookie Run) as Flik

Princess Cookie (Cookie Run) as Atta

Apple Cookie (Cookie Run) as Dot

Oyster Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom) as The Ant Queen

Kweeble (Bugsnax) as Aphie

Pancake Cookie and Gumball Cookie (Cookie Run) as Dot's two Boyfriends

Espresso Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom) as Dr. Soil

Latte Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom) as Dr. Flora

Salt Cookie (Cookie Run) as Thorny

Purple Yam Cookie (Cookie Run) as Cornelius

Schwarzwälder (Cookie Run Kingdom) as Hopper

Poison Mushroom Cookie (Cookie Run) as Molt

Secco (JJBA Part 5) as Thumper

Licorice Cookie and Red Velvet Cookie (Cookie Run) as Axel and Loco

Dirtboss (Transformers Animated) as P.T. Flea

Anasui (JJBA Part 6) as Francis

Weather Report (JJBA Part 6) as Himself/Francis's Friend

Jimmy T. (Warioware) as Slim

Big Pauly (Flipline) as Heimlich

Lucy Wong (Balan Wonderworld) as Gypsy

Cal Suresh (Balan Wonderworld) as Manny

Dr. Lange (Poptropica) as Rosie

Bulkhead (Transformers Animated) as Dim

Mixmaster and Scrapper (Transformers Animated) as Tuck and Roll

Ungalo and Donatello (JJBA Part 6) as The Fly Brothers

Viviano Westwood (JJBA Part 6) as Thud

Wormsworth (Balan Wonderworld) as The Bird

#crossover cast #a bug's life #balan wonderworld #jjba #stone ocean #bugsnax #poptropica #transformers animated #warioware #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #vento aureo #flipline

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romanticly-yours · 1 year

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100 questions abt me:

1. What is your best friends name? I don’t have one

2. Year you were born in? 2011

3. What are you listening to right now? Lucy In The Sky With Dimonds by The Beatles

4. Whats your favorite number? 7

5. What was the last thing you ate? Cake

6. If you were a crayon what color would you be? Purple

7. How is the weather right now? Cold

8. Who was the last person you talked 2 on the phone? My godfathers

9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Hair

10. Do you have a significant other? In my dreams

11. Favorite TV show? Daria

12. Siblings? 2

13. Height? 5'1

14. Hair color? brown

15. Eye Color? Brown

16. Do you wear contacts? no

17. Favorite Holiday? Ieroween

18. Month? June

19. Have you ever cried for no reason? Ofc

20. What was the last movie you watched? Twighlight

21. Favorite Day of the Year? halloween

22. Favorite season? fall

23. Fav anime? Ouran Highschool Host Club

24. Hugs or Kisses? I’ve Never Been Kissed™ but I’d love to have cheek kissed over hugs

25. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla

26. Do you read? Ofc

27. Fav fanfic trope? Older brother of best friend

28. Fandoms you're in? MCR, FOB, PATD, Paramore

29. What books are you reading? The Perks Of Being A Wallflower

30. Piercings? ears

31. Favorite movies? The Perks Of Being A Wallflower or Almost Famous

32. Fav song rn? Gypsy-Fleetwood Mac

33. What were u doing before this? Tumblr

34. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn? Butter

37. Dogs or cats? both

38. Favorite flower? Roses

39. Been caught doing something you weren't supposed to do? who hasn’t

40. Do you have a best friend of the opposite sex? I used too

41. Have you ever loved someone? Yeah

42. Who would you like to see right now? DamonFizzy or GWay

43. Pizza or tacos? Pizza

44. Pronouns? She/her

45. Do you like to travel by plane? No

46. Right-handed or Left-handed? right

47. How many pillows do you sleep with? 2

48. Are you missing someone? Yes

49. Do you have a Tattoo? No

50. Anybody on myspace that you'd go on a date with? No

51. Do you usually sleep with your closet door open or closed? If it’s open I don’t bother closing it

52. Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotels? Yes

53. Do you use neos? No

54. Do you have a typing quirk? Yes, sadly

55. Have you ever stolen a street sign before? No but my dad has, I want too

56. Who do you think reads these? me!!

57. Spotify or Apple music? Apple Music bcz my dad pays 4 it

58. Where are you? my bed

59. What's your plan for the day? sleep, school, shower

60. Do you ever count your steps when you walk? No

61. Do you chew your pens and pencils? Yes

62. Is it okay for guys to wear pink? Yes

63. What do you dip Chicken Nuggets in? Sweat n sour soucs

64. Last person you hugged/kissed? My mom

65. Were you ever a boy/girl scout? No

66. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper? Monday

67. Are you lazy? Yes

68. Are you stubborn? Yes

69. Who is better...Markiplier or Jack? I never watched either of them

70. Are you neurodivergent? never diagnosed

71. Afraid of heights? yes

72. Do you think musicals are cheesy? yes but I’m still in theatre so

73. Is Christmas stressful? yes

74. Coke or pepsi? Pepsi

75. Major annoyance right now? My cds are at my grandmas in a different city

76. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? Vet

77. Do you believe in ghosts? Yes

78. Ever have a deja-vu feeling? All the time

79. Do you take a medication daily? My iron medication

80. Wear slippers? no

81. What do you wear to bed? comfy clothes idk

82. OTP 4ever? i still don’t know what otp means

83. Worst fandom you been in? Danganronpa

84. Cheetos Or Doritos? Cheetos, the skinny ones

85. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? Sunflower seeds

86. Ever hear of, "dn"? Deez nuts

87. Ever taken martial arts? no

88. Hair up or down? down

89. Can you curl your tongue? Yes

90. Tiktok or vine? Musically

91. Ever cried because you were so happy? Probably

92. Minecraft or Roblox? Idk

93. Did you have a gacha-life phase? Yes

94. Regularly burn incense? What

95. Ever been in love? Yes

96. Hot tea or cold tea? sweet tea !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

97. What type of kid were you? I was always the weird kid, I still am

98. Are you silly or goofy? goofy forsure

99. Milfs or Dilfs? no

100. What type of mom are you? I haven’t even had my first boyfriend yet

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auditionsuggestions · 11 months

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Coming up on my first audition for a professional company and second community audition (everything else has been through primary school and college). They're doing season auditions rather than per show but I'm really hoping for Cabaret. I need a full song (planning on When You're Good to Mama from Chicago, tell me if I need to abandon that plan since it's kind of a signature song) but I'm struggling so hard to find a monologue. I've prepped plenty of monologues for play auditions but I've never prepped one for a musical audition and it feels so different for some reason!

Congrats on taking the plunge on pro auditions! If you've only just graduated college, I think When You're Good to Mama may be a little on the mature side for you (though, obviously, I don't know what you look like, if you read older, etc. , so take this w/ a grain of salt). If you do want to change your song, take a look at I'm a Stranger Here Myself from One Touch of Venus, Let Me Entertain You from Gypsy (obv the striptease version, not the child version), If My Friends Could See Me Now from Sweet Charity, or Funny Honey from Chicago (You're definitely on the right track with using a different Kander and Ebb song).

For monologues,take a look at Veronica's monologue from Curse of the Pharaoh's Kiss (Which I've rec'd a few times back on the blog, should come up when you search the monologue tag), maybe Louise's "I said turn it off" monologue from Gypsy (don't pair w/ Let Me Entertain You), or Cecily's monologue from Travesties

Break a leg!!

#Cabaret musical #mezzo #monologue #audition monolouges

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highlifeboat · 1 year

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Found this list of Romani swear words. I wouldn't fully trust it because... well, you can see the title, but that's the only one I found.

https://www.youswear.com/index.asp?language=Gypsy

Anyway, I think Max knows all of them and uses regularly.

That site is a little sus, I'd take it with a grain of salt. (The Canadian ones are on point though.)

Max would probably swear a lot in Romani. There's only like a handful of people who understand it (Including Daniela and Angel) so he's less likely to get in trouble for it.

Which is... frankly kind of hilarious to imagine him getting in a fight with someone and saying "I'm gonna fuck ur mom" in Romani as part of an argument.

#also... goddamn someone's gotta update that site cause yikes #this is also me saying Angel is romani or at the very least knows the language so do with that what you will #asks #anons

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bitletsanddrabbles · 2 years

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Taggled by @gillianthecat

NAME: Gale. Might be more reluctant to hand that out, but I was on the 'net in that weird, comfortable point between 'ACK THE PREDATORS WILL GET YOU!' and 'ACK THE GOVERNMENT WILL GET YOU!' so it's already out there. Any really determined stalker could find me and I've accepted this.

SIGN: Cancer. I don't actually believe in astrology, but I love sets and symbolism, so I've paid attention to it since a young age, and I've yet to see a description of my sign that isn't a pretty sharp little personality snap shot. And before you say 'Oh, but they're made vague so you can interp-' no. That's the point. I've never seen a description of, say, Taurus that you could make resemble me if your life depended on it; I've never seen a description of Cancer that needed interpreting what so ever. I don't believe in it, but it describes me. Also, having grown up on the coast and loving the moon, the adjacent symbolism resonates.

HEIGHT: 5'9 3/4"

TIME: 6:57, give or take

BIRTHDAY: July 8th. Typically have dinner with either Mum or Dad and Step-mum, depending on schedules, and open presents. Also take a moment to recognize that I've surrvived another year without going nuts, being hit by a truck, contracting the black death, etc.

FAVOURITE ARTIST/BAND: Over all, probably Heather Alexander, but I'm a music fiend, so take that with salt. Lots of salt.

LAST MOVIE: Encanto, I believe, although it may have been Downton Abbey: A New Era. I think Encanto though.

LAST SHOW: Can't remember the last show I completed. Probably 'Good Omens' if mini-series count. If not...Jeeves and Wooster. Currently watching BBC Ghosts.

WHEN I CREATED THIS BLOG: Sometime in 2017

WHAT I POST: It was created for getting inspiration for my fanfiction, so bits o' ficcage, but it's expanded to pretty much anything Downton related, or just 'stuff I like', with a good helping of whatever I feel like whinning about right now (largely writer's block and my cat keeping me from the bathroom), and the occasional bit of politics if I feel it's super important. That doesn't happen much, though, because I absolutely detest politics.

OTHER BLOGS: @snapsandshots is my photography blog and @allthemonsters is my Monster High specific photography blog

DO I GET ASKS: Occasionally, but normally in response to something I've asked first. Don't mind as long as people aren't being trolls. I ignore trolls...or I would, if they tried contacting me. I don't think that's ever actually happened.

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Around 8, assuming lack of insomnia

WHAT I'M WEARING: White Calcutta cloth trousers, green microfiber polo, glasses, slippers. Hatred of temperatures over 75.

DREAM JOB: Nothing that actually exists. Being able to make a living off of my random collection of hobbies is a literal dream, and I would love it.

DREAM TRIP: My parents gave me a trip to the UK in 2020 as a 40th birthday present. ... ... ... It'll happen eventually.

FAVOURITE SONGS (and quotes from them, just for some spice): This list is too long for words, so I'll just toss up a few things that people have probably not heard before.

Hap'n Frog of Cambreath (Heather Alexander): How many of you can catch a fly?

A Gypsy's Home (Heather Alexander): And the road is wide and the sky is tall and before I die I will see it all!

Stone Soup (Heather Dale): The stone is in the kettle, the water's on the boil, the work is always lighter when there's many hands to toil.

Somebody Will (Heather Dale): But I am willing to sacrifice something I don't have for something I won't have, but somebody will some day!

Letter Between A Little Boy And Himself As An Adult (Abney Park): Dear Mr. Brown, one day I’ll be you, and though I’m only eight now, you need to hear my rules.

Were-owl (S.J. Tucker): Who, who, who is it dares to find these feathers, stroke this skin?

The Rift (Leslie Hudson): So cut me out ‘cause I will hurt you Lock me up ‘cause I will make you fall Turn your back ‘cause I’ll betray you For love or loss I’d give my all

And as always, I am absolutely miserable at tagging! So if you would like to do this, have a blast!

#about me #tag game

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