#so they could hopefully use a machine translation for it

[cerise-on-top]

Giving König a Bracelet to Help with His Anxiety

@puff0o0 Hey, I'm the anon who said they'd write this! I know you deleted that ask, which is why I'm not really sure if you care about this anymore in the first place, so if this bothers you, just tell me and I'll delete it! Either way, I hope it's enjoyable enough and thank you for the idea!

From the doorway you watched the behemoth go about his day, with him currently picking out the food he would like to make. From what you could see, both options he weighed seemed to have been some form of pasta, although his large frame did cover the picture of the second bag. With a sigh, he put down one of them, the winner seemingly being noodles with broccoli sauce.

“I hoff meim Liebling werdn’s schmecken. Guad sans jo eigentlich scho.”

Fascinating, he was speaking his mother tongue again, but seemingly in the way where no machine translator in the world could help you. Strange as it was, to have been so confident in what little German you did know, there were many times you failed to understand him, but that’s what made it all the more charming as well. Either way, dialect or not, you had something else planned, something transcending language.

Creeping up to him, like a benevolent shadow, you took the piece of jewelry out of your pocket, holding it in your hand as you gave it another quick glance. It should fit him, but hopefully, it won’t pinch him too much. Seemingly distracted by the packet of noodles, or maybe he was just playing along with you, it was hard to tell, you stood behind him, not making a move. It was a bit ironic in your eyes: The gift you had gotten him takes its bearer’s anxiety and cleanses it, yet here you were, worried he might not like it. It still wasn’t too late to go back, or maybe leave it somewhere for him to find. Which, however, would make way for another problem, mainly that he would think it belonged to you when such couldn’t be further from the truth. You were certain König was a different man on the battlefield, fierce, frightening, fatal, but when it came to domestic things, he seemed a bit lost.

He was a sweetheart to you at all times, very aware of his strength and how easily he could hurt you by accident. He’s cracked several eggs on his hand instead of inside the frying pan, he’s even broken glass by holding it. And even then, the problem wasn’t the splitters in his hand, he was more worried about you being mad at him for breaking it. The guilt in his eyes was something else as you patched him up.

“I don’t deserve someone like you.”

And every time anew, you would tell him:

“Who said that?! Who do I need to cuddle the sadness out of?!”

Stupid as it was, it would always make him smile. But you couldn’t always be there with him, reassure him that everything was going to be alright. You probably didn’t need to, but you couldn’t help but want to, no matter what. For as scared as you were this time, you had to bite the bullet, let it be known that you loved and cared for him, even got him something. “Honey?”

“Oh, you’re back home. I am so glad to see you, I was just about to make dinner. Say, do you like broccoli?”

König turned to face you, his slight excitement was evident in his voice, the fact he tried to swallow it down even more so. It was adorable how his eyes almost glistened in the artificial light just because he was looking at you instead of pasta instructions now.

Softening your grip on the small bracelet, you hadn’t even realized you were gripping tightly enough to cause pain, you put your other hand on top of it, making sure to conceal it entirely. This was all or nothing. “I, uh, got you something. Can I have your arm for a moment, please?”

“Naturally.” Taking the pack of pasta into his other hand, he extended his arm towards you. It never ceased to amaze you just how big it was, his hand, too. He could likely take someone’s skull and crush it using just one. But in that moment, all it did was hang there, giving you the opportunity to attach the bracelet. That you did, putting the hook through the loop to make sure it wouldn’t fall off.

“There we go.”

König lifted his arm towards his face, inspecting the little accessory closely. While he wasn’t quite sure what those pretty crystals were, he could make an educated guess, having listened to you talk about them from time to time. The purple one, he was sure, he could make out fairly easily, the faintly pink one made his gears turn for a moment. “...amethyst and rose quartz? Is that what those are?”

“Oh, you actually remembered.” Taken aback for a second, you recovered quickly enough, taking his arm into your hands. You ran your thumb over the back of his hand. “But yes, that’s what they are. Good job, König, that makes me really happy.” Flashing him a smile, you took a shaky breath. “I got you this because it will help with your anxiety, though it seems like I should have one myself, haha. The amethyst calms the mind and the rose quartz will soothe the heart. But generally speaking, rose quartz will also help you when you can’t sleep at night. I want this to be yours so you will be well wherever you are.”

König’s eyes widened for a moment, breaking eye contact with you to look at the bracelet instead. It was absolutely gorgeous, a reminder from you that everything will be alright, no matter when or where he may be. Softly, he rubbed your arm with his free hand before pulling you into a hug. You couldn’t complain, he was tall, strong and warm. It calmed your senses, feeling his arms wrap around you, as he muttered his gratitude to you.

“Danke, Schatzi, ich hab dich so so lieb, du hast ja gar keine Ahnung.”

That German seemed to be easier to understand than what he said about the noodles earlier.

“I love you too. Be well and come back to me always, alright? Do you promise you will do that for me?”

You pulled away from the hug, putting a hand on König’s cheek while caressing it gently with your thumb.

“Yes, of course.”

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“I hoff meim Liebling werdn’s schmecken. Guad sans jo eigentlich scho.” = "I hope my darling will like it. They are normally pretty good."

#cod #cod mw2 #könig x reader #könig mw2 #also this has some Austrian German in it because I do believe he would speak it when talking to himself #and also because I could #just a bit nervous about posting this #Shrimp if you're reading this: thank you for the idea but also sorry for bothering you

[arvensimp]

*as if I’m ordering food at a drive thru* Can we get a fuckin uhhhhhhhhhh

Nsfw where Arven gets jealous of someone talking to y/n (fem or nb preferred!), so he does that whole passionate, steamy, borderline-rough “you’re mine” sex trope? 👉🏼👈🏼

You're lucky the jealous arven machine ain't broke lmaooo.

I was going to make this a pt 2 to green eyed tera type then I saw the nb/fem preferred. And... I was a little torn. I definitely am going to do a pt 2 to that drabble (someone else did already put that request in in my inbox as well!) I hope you don't mind if I give us a different person for Arven to get jealous about haha. I hope you don't mind if I do lean fem with this, too.

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Different Kinda Jelly

Arven x fem!reader

Nsfw, vaginal sex, very slight dubcon themes (someone attempting a kiss and it becomes a cheek kiss), also some breeding kink? Sorry that's kinda where it ended up I hope you don't mind!!

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So...you might be in a teensy bit of danger. Just a little bit. In a fun way!

But still danger.

It started with a request from La Primera to attend a tournament in Galar on her behalf. Basically you were supposed to represent rising talent and battling culture in Paldea, yadda yadda yadda. Super cool. Love it. Free trip to Galar!

You had a great time, honestly. You met some really great people and had a ton of fun battling and learning about new and different pokemon, even if there was often a language barrier.

The issue was because of a certain former top champion you met.

See, Leon was a charmer from the moment he greeted you in the lobby of the tournament's hotel with a gleaming smile and a delicious accent in broken Paldean. He'd told you how impressed he was with the videos he'd seen of your battles and how he looked forward to thoroughly thrashing you in front of everyone. He also offered to give you a tour of the area, as was apparently one of his duties as a native to the region.

Your agreement couldn't come fast enough, but the steadying hand on the small of your back as he spoke to you didn't hurt either.

The trouble got worse when you learned that apparently Leon was "pants with directions" and got the two of you lost several times the following day, leading to several public snafus with folks taking pictures of their beloved former champion and some mysterious foreigner at some of Galar's "hottest date destinations!"

The headlines were apparently terribly scandalous, but they were in a language you didn't particularly feel like translating.

However, Penny's a native Galarian and had no problem sharing with Nemona and Arven.

You spent 2 hours the following evening explaining the whole thing to Arven over the phone and how the whole thing was very clearly a misunderstanding, particularly on Leon's part. Nothing happened, and you were fully intending to beat the snot out of Leon in the competition the next day to make it up to Arven.

Then the next day came, and you met Leon on the pitch. You hadn't been able to see him before because of competition regulations or something, but when you met in the middle to shake hands, this man did a full bow and kissed your hand in front of the stadium and all the cameras.

Your face heated up, and you pulled your hand away as gracefully as you could while maintaining decorum for the public.

"Looking forward to our battle, love!" Boy, he got familiar with the pet names awfully fast.

"Looking forward to taking your charizard out of the sky!" You replied with a cheeky grin that hopefully came off as appropriately cocky for the crowds without causing scandal for your region.

In the end, your terastalized tinkaton was able to knock his lizard to the ground and pummel it, resulting in your victory.

You thought Leon might lose it for a moment, but it seemed like he'd only gotten better at dealing with defeat over time. When you met again in the center of the pitch, and you extended your hand, he took it...only to fully dip you for the crowds, causing them to gasp in surprise.

You yelped, and as he went in for a kiss for the cameras, you turned your face just in time, so that he planted one firmly on your cheek instead.

When he let you back to your feet, you both smiled and waved to the crowds before departing.

Backstage your phone had already blown up with texts from all of your friends, and you were already lamenting the roaming fees.

You called Arven first and he picked up before the first ring even finished.

"Are you kidding me?! Who does this guy think he is?"

"I'm about to go let him down. Officially, I guess? I didn't think this needed to happen. Something must have seriously been miscommunicated. I'm sorry you had to see that. Please please please believe me. I don't know what's going on in his head."

"Do you even understand how much this hurts me?"

"I don't. I couldn't, but I can imagine it, and I'm really sorry. I hope you saw how I was trying to avoid it all."

"...I guess..."

You heard a knock at the door to your locker room.

"Listen, Arven. I love you, and I'll be home soon, but I've got to go now. I'll call you back as soon as I can, okay?"

"'Kay. I love you, too."

You hung up and found Leon at the door waiting for you, leaning against the frame with arms crossed and a smile on his face.

"You really gave me a lashing out there, love. Good show!" He said as he made his way into the space.

"Uh....yeah..." You replied as you started to fiddle with the bottom of your jersey.

"So..." He spread out on the sofa like a purrloin.

"Leon...." You started. "What happened?" You asked in Galarian. "Outside?"

"On the pitch?" He gestured. "Just some fun! For the cameras! They love a love story, yeah? Those headlines were top news! It's great for the tournament, too. You're a bit shy though, yea? I'm sorry, love. I should've asked. Sorry." He at least had the decency to look properly sorry.

You frowned. "I...have a boyfriend. In Paldea."

Leon looked like he'd been smacked. "What?! Why didn't you say?"

You tilted your head to the side, trying to formulate a response, then typed one into a translation app on your phone which basically amounted to. "I didn't think it needed to be explained! You never asked?"

Leon at least had the decency to look sorry. He also pulled out a translation device when he realized his thoughts might be too complex for his simple Paldean. He apologized for not realizing that his actions could have been misconstrued the other day and then jumping the gun so publicly today. He genuinely seemed apologetic, so you accepted, on the condition that he also confirmed with Arven that you didn't do anything wrong.

So there in the locker room, you filmed former champion Leon apologizing to your boyfriend for attempting to kiss you on international television.

However, it seemed that all was not entirely forgiven. Galar's headlines forgot about you the moment you lost the tournament to some Kantonian named Red, but Arven?

Arven's a different story.

You're currently sitting on your bed, waiting for Arven to get back to your place, antsy with nerves. You know he's not actually mad because you know he knows you didn't do anything wrong.

But still. You feel bad to have been involved in him feeling bad. You love him.

That doesn't change the fact that you jump a bit when you hear the door open and Arven call your name.

"I-I'm upstairs!" You reply, your voice quivering.

He wastes no time making his way to the bedroom. You stand to give him a kiss, but he skillfully dodges you.

"Welcome back," He says with an even tone, but his eyes are dark.

"I really missed you..." You offer weakly.

"Oh, I know you did." He says, as he starts circling you, not unlike a veluza, almost predatory. "It seems you had a hard time being alone without me, didn't you?"

"Arven, you know I--"

Arven pulls you in close to him, gripping you by the waist and the back of the neck. "Would it have been better if I was there with you? Made sure to keep all those other guys away from my dearest treasure?"

"I-I..."

"I know you're a capable person and all... But you're just so...sweet..." His thumb at your neck rubs circles into the skin there. "Trusting... Maybe I should've tagged along. Kept them all away from you. Showed them who you belonged to, yeah?"

"O-Oh..." You feel your knees buckle a bit, but Arven's grip keeps you upright and secure. He can tell the effect this is having on you though because he smirks and leans in close to whisper hotly in your ear.

"Strip and get on the bed for me, will you?"

You do as you're told, with Arven watching you carefully. Only once you're dutifully in place does he also strip and move to straddle you.

"See here's the thing." Arven tells you as he leans in close, kissing along your neck and jawline. "I know you're a good girl."

The praise makes you whimper without even thinking.

"See?" He laughs softly, darkly. "Like that. I imagine all those other folks out there can tell that about you, too. They want to swoop in and steal you away from me..."

"N-No, Arven..." You whimper pathetically in protest.

"You wanna be with me, don't you, my sweetest?" He asks between hot, biting kisses along your collarbone while one of his hands snakes up to squeeze at your breasts.

"O-of course! Only you!" You reply, hooking a leg over his hips to draw him in closer to you.

Arven moves up to take your mouth in a searing kiss as he grinds his hardness against you. When he eventually moves away to pepper more bites along your neck, he mumbles into your skin. "Maybe I could mark you up...leave you with little marks all along this pretty neck... Show the world that you're mine. Would you like that?"

Your reply comes only as a pathetic whine and nod while your fingers thread through his soft hair.

"I'll take that as a yes then..." Arven replies with a soft chuckle.

As he starts working on dotting your clavicle with hickies, one of his hands goes to unhook your leg from his hips, letting your knees splay open. His fingers deftly move to the growing wetness between your thighs.

"Hmm... Already soaked like this?" He tuts in faux mocking. "Such a needy thing... Guess I have no choice but to take care of you."

You wantonly grind against his fingers as his thumb works glorious circles around your clit, bringing you to a stunning completion in a matter of about a minute that has your thighs quaking while you chant his name like a mantra.

"That's right, sweet thing... You know who you belong to, don't you..." He murmurs, gathering wetness from your folds to lube up his cock. "You're mine." He says as he thrusts into you in one fluid motion that has you choking on an inhalation. It's a little rough, but nothing he knows you're not already comfortable with. It's the same with the pace he sets as he fucks into you.

You do your best to match his thrusts from below, but when he catches on to your movement he pauses. "Ah, ah, ah... Not this time." He says before hefting your knees over his shoulders. The new angle makes for a rougher fuck that hits the most delicious places inside of you.

"I wanna fuck you so hard you never even think of another man. You hear me?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Yeah?" His hips stutter a bit. "You like that?" You nod because you know if you open your mouth the only thing to come out would be stupid moans.

"Good. I'm gonna keep fucking you like this. Make sure all the world knows you're mine. F-fuck... Maybe if I knock you up, everyone else'll get the h-hint!"

That was new. Not something expected or discussed prior, but it did something to you, and Arven clearly noticed.

"Holy f-fuck, that got a rise out of you, didn't it? You got so much, nngh, tighter...Sh-shit.... I'm close. Just...." It only takes a few more thrusts before he cums hard and deep inside you. A moment later, he's let your legs go, and then he's collapsed onto the bed beside you.

"Uh... Sorry for the roughness." He pants. "And, uh, the other thing."

Still entirely blissed out, you look back at him. "Hm? It's okay... I dunno... Maybe I should go to other regions more often..."

#arven fanfic #arven x female reader #arven x reader

[transformers-mosaic]

Transformers: Mosaic #557 - "Loyalty Rewarded"

Originally posted on November 15th, 2010

Story - Zac DeBoard Art - Kei Tomoe Letters - Franco Villa Edits - Juan Pablo Osorio “Chopper” design - Andy Short Whirl design - Paul Vromen

deviantART | Seibertron | TFW2005 | BotTalk

Later revised and annotated for Transformers: The Lost Seasons

wada sez: The last of three Sunbow-version-of-Animated-character strips. On the Machine Wars Starscream color scheme used for Scrash, DeBoard said on Seibertron: “I believe Scrash's coloring was a way to differentiate between he and Skyquake (even though they were pretty much consdered to be the same character), as well as being a shout out to MW Screamer.” Onslaught’s seeming death here appears to be an choice, as he’s alive and well later in the Sunbow timeline—but Cattleprod points out that the Combaticons first appeared reduced to personality components after a failed coup, so presumably this is intended to lead into that, with Onslaught just heavily damaged but alive. The blue character is an OC based on the Diaclone helicopter who, in later official sources, would variously be given the names "Fumes", "Rotorbolt", and "Skyklik"—the creators of The Lost Seasons apparently used a common fan-name at the time, "Chopper". I've tagged him as Rotorbolt, because of the Wreckers connection. On the strip’s ending, DeBoard said: “Personally, I love ol Luggy and I just assume that while his body may have been destoyed, his spark survived....like they put it in a machine like they have a Garrus 9 or something.” He explained the strip’s plotting as follows: “Again, this is just "in my head" but Megs was probably obsessed with The Autobots on The Ark (at least for the moment) and didnt bother to take attendance, so to speak, and therefore didn't notice Lugnut. Another thing to keep in mind is...we were kinna working within a set continuity and trying to fit stories and characters where we can. Obviously Lugnut wasnt in G1 originally so it's a tricky thing to do. I just kinna thought it was a pretty neat way to introduce him and explain his "absence" from the show. Believe me, I try to take all of this stuff into account when I write, but if I overthink it, I'd never get anything written! Hehe. As for the faces of the "transplanted characters. It seems to be harder to translate the facial features of the TFA bots into a G1 style (for instance, I felt Lockdown's face in the Drift mini was just horrific), but I think Lugnut came out very well in this. [...] We are floating around some more stories featuring G1 Lugnut so hopefully he will be fleshed out more in later stories. Personally, I hope to bring his personality closer to the fanatic he was in TFA, which is what made him one of my favorite characters. With the space limitations of the Mosaic, we really didn't get to do a lot of it (though it was more prevalant in the script).” This strip evolved from an earlier script of DeBoard's, which went unused: “Unfortunately, I realized there was already a Mosaic piece essentially telling this same story. This one however was set in the G1 universe”—I’ve reproduced the full text below, alongside the usual Italian translation. The earlier strip with a similar idea was “False Saviour”, in case you were wondering.

Before I was little more than a thug.  Making a living by robbing those less fortunate than me.  Feeling I was destined for a greater purpose, I had applied numerous times to the Cybertron Military Academy only due be denied due to what the Head of the Academy deemed was an aggressive attitude.

This would haunt me in my future endeavors as I could find little work.

Eventually I found the Arena.

It was there than I unleashed my aggression and anger, my strength was unparalelled and I became known as the Kaon Crusher.

And, as quickly as I embraced my newfound outlet, I soon found myself longing for more.

Was this all I was meant for?  Mindlessly destroying mechs for little more than a thrill?

Blastburn lies defeated at my feet and I feel nothing.  I walk away, feeling just as beaten as my foe.

"Your designation Lugnut?"

I nod.

"It is."

"My commander has had an optic on you for over a Vorn.  He has seen your indifference and longing."

"What do you or your commander know of me?!"

"He believes he can provide you with a sense of purpose--a new life, if you will."

The blue mech (Soundwave) has my attention.

"And what do you call your glorious leader" I say to him mockingly.

"His name is...Megatron."

At the end would be a close up of Lugnut's single red optic, with an image or a shadow of G1 Megs in it.

#Transformers #Transformers Mosaic #Maccadam #Sunbow Transformers #Transformers: The Lost Seasons #Zac DeBoard #Kei Tomoe #Franco Villa #Juan Pablo Osorio #Andy Short #Paul Vromen #official creator #Lugnut #Skyquake #Archforce #Onslaught #Megatron #Starscream #Roadbuster #Springer #Whirl #Rotorbolt

[discar]

HZD Terraforming Base-001 Text Communications Network

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Zo: Aloy, is everything all right? You rushed out pretty fast.

FlameHairSavior: Oh, just more problems to fix. Turns out that even though we have the other subfunctions, we can't actually get HEPHAESTUS, because it deleted the Alpha Override from its code! Which I didn't even know was a thing that could happen!

β: iut likely

β: it was likely only possible due to both its programming knowledge and its distributed nature over the entire caldron network

β: calkdron

β: cauldron

Zo: I actually already knew that. Beta and I discussed this.

FlameHairSavior: So now I have to go find the Omega Override, which hopefully is in Faro's bunker, which hopefully is in San Francisco after all, which hopefully the Quen can help me get inside.

Marshall Kotallo: The Quen are the invaders from across the sea, correct?

FlameHairSavior: Yes. They use primitive Focuses, about twenty years out of date. I only met the one who didn't try to kill me, but she seemed nice. I think she'll help me get what I need.

FlameHairSavior: Also, she might think I'm a goddess, or something.

β: what

FlameHairSavior: It's a long story, and has to do with the Quen religion, which I don't understand.

Zo: How long will it take you to get to San Francisco?

FlameHairSavior: I have no idea. Probably a while.

Zo: Then you probably have time to explain why you think she thinks you're a goddess.

FlameHairSavior: [Exasperation.png]

Zo: And I'll keep Erend from making any jokes.

FlameHairSavior: Deal!

ForgeLordAleMaster: HEY!

FlameHairSavior: Too late, no take backs!

ForgeLordAleMaster: I DIDN'T GIVE YOU ANYTHING TO TAKE BACK!

ForgeLordAleMaster: WHAT WOULD I EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT, ANYWAY?

HIMBO: Probably about how this is the second religion that's declared her some sort of holy person.

ForgeLordAleMaster: THAT'S SOME LOW-HANGING FRUIT.

FlameHairSavior: I don't know the full details, but apparently Alva recognized me as Elizabet Sobeck. Thankfully, she seemed to realize that I wasn't actually Sobeck, but she played it up for the soldiers.

β: why would that even matter

FlameHairSavior: Seems like they worship the Old Ones. Or something. I don't know. It reminds me of the Nora revering the Matriarchs, except they're dead.

FlameHairSavior: She talked about the “Ancestors” and “the Legacy” a lot.

HIMBO: Are you sure you should trust them at all? Didn't you say the first Quen you met shot on sight?

Marshall Kotallo: There has certainly been no formal attempt at contact with the Tenakth. As far as I know, no soldier has survived contact.

ForgeLordAleMaster: SURPRISED YOU'D ADMIT THAT.

Marshall Kotallo: Downplaying a threat does no good to anyone.

ForgeLordAleMaster: TELL THAT TO AN OSERAM.

Marshall Kotallo: I... believe I just did?

HIMBO: So, Aloy, what's Alva like?

FlameHairSavior: Inquisitive. Better with a bow than I expected. I think you'll like her.

ForgeLordAleMaster: AND YOU'RE GOING OUT THERE TO SOLVE ALL HER PROBLEMS AND BECOME HERO TO YET ANOTHER PEOPLE.

FlameHairSavior: What? No!

FlameHairSavior: I mean, she already got what she needed. Mostly, I think.

HIMBO: Was it because of you?

FlameHairSavior: I mean, I just helped translate a few files for her.

β: is this the part where we make bets i think im supposed to suggest a bet

FlameHairSavior: No.

ForgeLordAleMaster: YES!

β: then i bet all my shards that shes in love with aloy before the end of the mission

Marshall Kotallo: Hm, seems you have some fire in you after all. Very well, I'll take that bet.

FlameHairSavior: No! You're not allowed to bet on that sort of thing!

ForgeLordAleMaster: PRETTY SURE WE'RE ALLOWED TO BET ON ANYTHING.

ForgeLordAleMaster: I SHOWED YOU THE SPORTS, RIGHT? THE OLD ONES BET ON ALL SORTS OF STUPID SLAG.

FlameHairSavior: Beta, where did you even get money?

β: erend taught me to play machine strike

β: he is not very good

ForgeLordAleMaster: I LET HER WIN A FEW ROUNDS SO THAT I DIDN'T SCARE HER OFF.

β: no youre just not very good

ForgeLordAleMaster: DON'T YOU HAVE A GAIA BOX TO BUILD OR SOMETHING?

HIMBO: Erend, I never thought I'd say this, but I think you need an ale.

FlameHairSavior: This is going to be a long trip.

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#aloy #zo #horizon #varl #kotallo #horizon zero dawn #horizon forbidden west #erend vanguardsman #beta horizon #HZDBaseChat

[transactinides]

hi!!! hello hello!

i've not read obbligato myself yet, nor am i well versed in the characters, but i've heard that you are The Obbligato person, (hopefully i'm not wrong?) so i was wondering if i could get your thoughts on something?

there's this song i was listening to recently and i feel like it might be a pretty decent like, like song that would follow what oremeru thinks about of tatsumi from his old revolution days- or something. might be super missing the mark but yeah i thought it matched kinda what oremeru's thoughts about tatsumi are like??? (not what tatsumi was Actually Like though)

song+mv | fan translation of lyrics in english.

(hopefully the links work)

anyways~ hope you have a great day!!

First of all, if you don’t mind me being obnoxiously prouful of being called “The Obbligato person”, you came to the right place! This is a 0 days since last thinking about Obbligato blog, so thank you very much for sending me an ask! Yippee even.  Also. Briefly noting that I’ve never listened to this song before, but I ended up liking it lotsies. Shoutout for bringing new music to my Vocaloid playlist o7 [one last minor note is that I usually tend to use Kaname when talking about kaname tojo and HiMERU when talking about oremeru specifically, when diwscussing the two. thought I should clarify that]

Okay, back to the main topic of the ask. I do see your vision oh so clearly re: how HiMERU would see Tatsumi and his revolution. Especially in ways it affected Kaname, who, as far as HiMERU is concerned, was a victim of it (and my extention, of Tatsumi, who mislead him etc etc like a cult leader would mislead his followers etc etc. There is a discussion to be had about HiMERU projecting the guilt he feels, - for not being close to Kaname before, not knowing what was going on until it was too late, - on a person who *was* close to Kaname. But I think I am going off-topic with this). 

Even if you analyze the song beyond the general theme of “religious leader ends up persecuted by their own previously deeply loyal followers”, I can see how you could connect it to the Reimei Revolution, and Tatsumi’s role in it.

“Fourteen, both God and the priest shall be treated as one and the same”

This was how people treated Tatsumi, wasn’t it? He became an unreachable, infallible, almost God-like figure to them. He would hear out your problems, he would make your wishes come true. He loved everyone, and he loved everyone equally. Even Jun called the meetings Tatsumi had with his followers in the Catacombs a cult. 

“It’s the march of blind believers, they flock together and go Everyone, everybody, they’re seeking for a “life””

“I take people’s life away, devouring even those wishes of theirs”

As HiMERU himself said, in his old Obbligato line, “No matter how much you praise Tatsumi, you’ll remain the same in his eyes” (Ship of Fools - 1, tl by @/hyenahunt). From HiMERU’s point of view, Kaname became one of Kazehaya’s “blind believers”, throwing away his life, - metaphorically, refusing the easier route towards becoming the idol he dreams of being for the sake of joining the Revolution in the end, and, as it ended up, literally, ending up in a coma. And even if you touch on the “devouring even those wishes of theirs” part… “What is it you want? What is it you wish for? Money? Work? Fame? Affection? Peace of mind? Whatever it is you ask of me, I will grant to you.” (The Devotion to Tatsumi Kazehaya - 8, tl by @/hyenahunt). Tatsumi would hold out his hand for the suffering people around him (Jun even mentions at some point him often talking people out of suicide), would promise to make their wish come true and then bend over backwards to do so (usually with zero regards for himself in the process). Those people would follow him, with almost religious fevor, fuelling the revolution machine, which would then turn around and plow through Tatsumi and Kaname all the same.

“It’s the rebellion of the fanatics, they flock together and go Everybody and everyone, they flock together and die The saints cause incitement by reciting the scriptures [...]” 

「In his last moments, I honestly feel sorry for him. I heard that it was quite gruesome.」

Idk why I typed all of that, to be honest, you literally were the one to recommend the song to me, you see all of this already. Sorry. Blacked out and ended up with 600 words on my hands. Again, thank you so so so much :3c

#also sorry for taking a while to reply to ur ask o7

[spaghetticat3899]

what rifftide

Rifftide is a Splatoon AU I made awhile back. The basic premise is just “hey, what if they were a band?”

The character designs are on toyhouse, but I’m kinda unhappy with Slick’s icon at the moment

I had an explanation of the plot in this old google doc, I’ll just screenshot it

There was a logo design I made I’ll have to dig a little for. It was Splatoon-stylization google-translate Japanese, so it could 100% be accidentally resembling something it’s not supposed to.

Some dumb trivia things:

• Kieren is the artist of their album covers, even before he joined

• This universe is currently the only one in which Hachikō gets any semblance of memory back

• Slick has a daughter now (I haven’t picked a name for her yet)

• All of them are now adults, but I never specify how old they are because I’m lazy

• Mochi is on electric guitar, Slick is on bass guitar, Hachikō is on synth and backing tracks, Kieren primarily uses a drum machine and additional sound effects (I don’t know why the doc said Mochi was on bass)

Hopefully that all made sense, sorry if I rambled more than expected. Thanks for asking, I like being asked about characters and AU things.

#spaghetti speaks #ask answer #Rifftide #band au #splatoon au #character babbling

[zeraki]

(Translated from English by Translation Machine Chinese, it may seem strange, but hopefully it conveys my gratitude)

It's a little late, but Happy New Year to all of you.

I don't really want to make too many expectations for my new year because I know it would be torture for me if they are too high and I can't meet them.I just want to be free to live well and to be able to keep on doing what I love.

I often think of myself as a fragile person who can hardly withstand pain and trials, and I often don't even know what I'm going to do or what I'm doing.Every year's "Happy New Year" wishes used to bring me no end of anxiety because I could never stop the passage of time and accept the fact that I was not accomplishing anything.

If there is a best way for me to disappear without a burden, I would really sacrifice myself for the happiness of those I care about and those who care about me forever.For me it was just a moment of courage, and life takes more courage to last.

It's been a long and difficult challenge for me, testing me not only with the plight of my family and my abusive parents, but also with my weak heart that I can never seem to let go of.As of right now, I don't know if I'll end up turning back and letting it all go because of this guilt, but I don't want it to happen.

The voices that supported me were the devil's voices to them, taking me away from them towards the abyss.But how in the world could there be such a gentle devil, always moving me to tears over and over again, showing me what I am capable of and worth, and constantly telling me over and over again that I am worthy of love and support.

There is no gift like this, it came too late, but fortunately in time, when I almost stepped into the road that can not be turned back, pulling me, I feel as if my empty shell re-entered full of souls with vitality, but also how afraid I am of losing it all and want to hold on tightly not to let go, but also make me afraid of grasping too tightly.

In a few short months, you have accompanied me here, more meaningful than any period of my past 23 years.

I'll be 24 this year, which is the year of the dragon, my birth year, so I wish you all a happy year of the dragon!

[fiymywings]

ahh if youre able to, would you mind sharing some tls of hollow? there’s so little content of him? 😭

absolutely! i'll make a few proper posts with translations once i get the time and energy to (very mentally burnt out right now so basically anything i've already done/am working on at the moment are the most i can muster), but this is sort of an assortment of summaries/from-memory translations for the time being

it's a bit long so it's under a read more but hopefully these can suffice until i get on that

from ch. 2 of his beginning of a dream meister story:

hollow and emma run into someone injured in a back alley, and rush to aid him only for a bystander to mistake hollow as the perpetrator behind several similar attacks, insisting it was him on the basis of him being caught literally red handed. hollow doesn't reply and just dismantles a nearby wheel barrel to become a makeshift . i forgot what they're called but they transport hospital patients and tells him to take the injured guy to help which clears the air up pretty fast. the resulting conversation happens:

Emma: By the way... when that guy said your hands were stained red, what was up with that?

Hollow: ... fufu~

Emma: ?

Hollow: Efufufufu~

Emma: ?????

Hollow: I was enjoying a particularly good drink of pomegranate juice that day. Though, I appear to have been a bit clumsy with disposal.

(i think about this exchange so much. yes she did use ??? in actual dialogue if im remember correctly)

Moon route Ch. 3

after having essentially put down a mechanical hound, he approaches emma and asks for her hand before putting a handmade metal bracelet on her. she asks about the details, and he confirms it was made with some scrap parts from the hound, having wanted to carry the memory of the hound around before she realized he had a matching bracelet (this made me start absolutely losing it btw. absolutely broke the hinges off my metal door)

he also said a REALLY nice quote about hardships and relying on each other but i cant for the life of me remember the baseline of it so i'll rb and tack it onto it

guild home interaction

i don't have the exact tls and because it was a random event it might take a bit for me to get it again to tl but essentially hollow was flipping through a book/magazine, saw an illustration of a mouse, and yelled. emma went to check up on him and tried to calm him down but iirc he ended up bolting despite it just being an illustration

train of remembrance ch 5

hollow sits down next to emma after effese (i dont know how to spell his name sorry if i got it wrong hgfdjb) is settled down by her and they take a moment to look out the window (this one i had written down because i was gushing to someone over discord)

Hollow: Would it be alright if I rested here as well? Emma: Of course! Go ahead. Hollow: Nfu~ Then, please excuse me a moment. If you take your time gazing out there… it's as if just outside the window is but a sky full of stars. Though of course we have our current situation, it begins to feel like we're merely on a journey. Just a bit. Emma: Fufu, looks like it. Hollow: Everyone back at Niji no Kanata too, they're all working very hard, so… Someday, with you invited along as well, I'd like to go on a nice relaxing journey together. Certainly Lagoon will prepare the finest transport available. Emma: Wah, I'm looking forward to it! [ Idling chatting with Hollow, the tension from prior had abruptly relaxed.] Emma: (Such a nice feeling, it's like my shoulders have finally untensed. Hollow… he pretty much controlled the energy in the room, huh?) Hollow: Efesse too, shall we get you sat down somewhere so you may talk too?

he later dropped the bomb he had basically picture perfect memory and could remember stuff even back when he was just a lil baby which is pretty in line with his natural talent of not just dismantling at stupid speed but 1. rapid assembly 2. part recognition (i.e. recalling what part in a machine is what series, what number, what alloy, etc)

some uncategorized stuff:

hollows date lines, i dont remember if its 10+ or 20+ since i have him at 26 but hes talking to the player and says smth along the lines of "we look like lovers? ... ah, that makes me happy"

it's confirmed in his sun route he sort of mentally blacks out upon hearing a clock and has to stop everything in order to dismantle it right away assumedly because of a noise trigger. it's played off for giggles in the main story but it seems outright painful for him in the meister story so i have no idea what's going on there but i believe in ch. 3 emma actually asks about that and he essentially goes "although i'm not sure, i'm sure i'll figure it out eventually!" nonchalantly and emma goes YOURE SO CHILL ABOUT IT?!

i'm not sure how well i would translate it, but he speaks pretty politely/formally! i kinda translate it as the type of speech "OH GOOD HEAVENS!" would come from as a result but you're welcome to interpret it as you'd like

#i think i kinda got lucky with alma being pretty popular on the basis of him being shockingly nice DID rep but hollow... #[touches the glass longingly] i have to do it. i have to feed the hollow fans. i'll make a meal for all of us #shout out to the one selfship bot i saw on twitter too btw it was really cute live your best life #yumekuro #if theres anything specific like a story ch. or homescreen line you want i can go fetch it too! #i'm also planning to summarize/try to tl his new card when it drops [WAITING AT THE DOOR LIKE A DOG]

[starvingtongue]

some post Last Misson headcanons for Paine.

She never started writing a book, not in the sense she was going to publish it at least. What she did start writing was more of a journal, which contains of all the things that happened since the den of woe to the end of her time with the Gullwings. The girl has a lot of things to process and it's something she never really sat down and did properly. Writing everything down really helped her process everything she's been through, what she felt, and to hopefully leave everything in the past. It's a thing she never intends to publish it.

She did very much try and keep in contact with Yuna and Rikku, and it's true that the Gullwings drifted apart after the end of the game. I can imagine 3 months must have flown by and even though Paine visited Yuna on Besaid and teamed up with Rikku on the occasional sphere hunt, it didn't feel the same without all three of them together, and she was only able to see them a couple of times. This only reaffirmed the fact that Paine missed her friends and that something was missing (like she mentions in Last Mission), hence her sending the letters out. Do I think they'll remain as close as they once were? Probably not, but I do think they try to stay in contact with each other a lot more after Last Mission.

The same can also be said for her relationship with Baralai, Gippal, and Nooj. She did try to see them, but all three of them are leaders of the three biggest and influential factions in Spira, they are going to be busy. They are not going to be able to see each other as often as they probably like, but that doesn't stop Paine from trying to visit anyway. She tries to visit every 4 to 6 weeks if she can.

On the subject of her old Crimson Squad buddies, on this blog, the Youth League and New Yevon don't get disbanded. Do they and will they change over time? Of course, any large group like them would, (and Paine hopes they'll change for the better) but I can't see them disbanding. Too many old people in Bevelle still cling to the idea of Yevon and I think with the right change and goals in mind, the Youth League could really help Spira push forward.

Paine visits what's left of the Youth League the most out of the three (the Youth League, New Yevon and the Machine Faction). She believes in the ideals of the Youth League a lot more than she lets on, especially after Lucil's speech in chapter 5, you can even see her clapping aftwards, it's really cute. She helps out where she can and in between jobs. She visits the Machine Faction a little less then the Youth League, mainly for spheres and the occasional dig if she clocks wind of something interesting. New Yevon's the one she visits the least, but she makes the trip to see Baralai. She makes it her mission to try and see them all at least once every 4 - 6 weeks, tops.

Tidus also canonically comes back and that's who Yuna's talking about. They just translated it weirdly.

"Maybe the three of us never really got along in the first place." This quote is getting yeeted out the window, yes Yuna, you are worrying too much. Paine doesn't think this. She may have thought this when she first joined the Gullwings, but she doesn't feel like this by the end of X-2. Do I think their friendship started out as a matter of circumstance? Yes, but it developed into so much more. From Paine's perspective, she was finally able to gain a sense of trust, sanity and companionship back back after what happened with the Crimson Squad. Yes, the three of them are very different people, but that's what makes their friendship so good. Sometimes you need different personalities to make things work and get a good vibe going on, to help yourself heal and face past trauma.

#paine { ☠️ } headcanon #i debated bringing these over cause there's bits and pieces of Last Mission that I really enjoy #and then other bits and pieces (mainly from the english translation in the HD remaster) that I don't agree with #so we are changing the bits I don't like on this blog 8) #also Nooj keeps autocorrecting to Noodles on my phone and I think that might be his new nickname #I was rewatching the cutscenes and I'm trying not to let Rikku get on my nerves #out of all 3 though I feel like Yuna's the most logical #let the girl have a normal life pls she deserves it after saving the world twice

[ilargizuri]

Advanced Rules without Basics are ridiculous - My 2 Cents on the Grishaverse

Okay, I recently saw some Grishaverse-post in my Mentions ... hope that is the right Word. And I thought I give my 2 Cents to the Mix of Opinions.

Well, the first 3 Books were a decent start and a good Debut and I was really happy when she showed that she evolved in Style and Plot in the Next Books. Character-wise not so much, but that is something a lot of Authors struggle with and if you read the Nikolai-Duology and see how she writes Alina there and how she wrote Alina in comparison to her first 3 Books ... you get what I mean.

Furthermore, she once said she got the idea of Grisha's powers from a Branch of Chemistry, I only know the Name of it in German and could not find a proper translation for it. So go use Goole and tell me how I misused the biggest Searching machine on the Internet in the Wrong Way. Which is ONE of the Reasons she called it Small Science.

And comes ONE of MY Problems with that explanation. Science is a Big field it is categorized into Physics which is the Doctrine of the Fundamental Laws of Nature, Chemistry which deals with the composition and properties of substances and their changes and Biology the study and teachings of Life. And inside these Big Fields, there is a massive selection of subcategories.

But in General, they all come back to the fundamental Laws. And where she lost me is in her use of Biology. She herself said that you are BORN a Grisha or you are not. This means it isn't something you can choose, it is something you have to deal with for your whole LIFE. And wasting sickness is one of the consequences you have to deal with if you think you can ignore your Nature, which results ultimately in death. So it is deadly to not use your Gifts.

So now ONE Question that should have been asked by all of us immediately after ruin and rising: What happens if you lose something you are born with and which is connected to instincts?

So what can we do immediately after we are born and use our Instincts: we can grab, we can breathe and our Brain starts working autonomously and organizes our cardiovascular system without the Help of the Organism in which we developed until the point where we were born. (That Organism is sometimes later called Mother ^^)

Start to take away the Hands and you can survive with the Help of others, don't have others and you die. I think it goes without explanation that taking away breathing or the Brain is in general very deadly.

So when she let Alina lose her Powers, the gifts she was born with, which are in her since she is born and which a so essential that it gives her a possibly deadly condition when she doesn't use it, she should have let Alina die. She developed these Rules by telling her Story that Way and she went with the Phrase "Rules for thee but not for me"

She used simple Scientific Rules in her Story and ignored the Basics. That's the point where I said: "Well that is a low-Point, from here on out it can only go up." And slowly she really goes better with her Writing. Hopefully, she will correct her basic Mistake and reinstall her own Rules, which would mean, that Alina dies.

So far the Netflix Show avoided that Plotpoint, let's hope they will never go with it.

#grishaverse #Rules for thee but not for me #shadow and bone #my thoughts

[rigelmejo]

Just read half of 张天翼秃秃大王 today. It's a fast read, if you have a full day you can finish it, and you definitely could in 2 weeks of a chapter or 2 a day for a half hour each day. The repetition of words it uses reminds me of graded readers in a good way. I think this story would be a great choice after some Mandarin Companion graded readers and Pleco graded readers as a story written for native speakers. It repeats a lot which is great for picking up/remembering words, and it's a fun little story so it's enjoyable. (I also like detective style stuff because some of my favorite stories likewise repeatedly use similar setting words for 10 chapters or so of one case before moving onto the next - Guardian does this in part 1 which is helpful, the pingxie fanfic 寒舍 does this a LOT which I found really helpful back when reading it as it switches location from an inn to a clothing store to a college to a movie set in a park/company so you keep learning useful words for a given place/kind of situation).

I might finish it today but my phone is at 9% so it needs to charge first ToT. I found this story from Heavenly Paths website with webnovel suggestions! It's worth checking out: https://heavenlypath.notion.site/heavenlypath/Heavenly-Path-d9be1806465b4525afeb132d1079194c

The story: https://www.tianyashuku.com/etwx/109/

I figured I should read some of the stories marked Intermediate, since I seem to be usually reading Upper Intermediate (like 撒野）or a bit higher, but tend to rely on descriptive text and struggle with some "easier" stuff when description is sparse. So I figured I have some key words I struggle to recognize in simpler stuff and should check out stuff written more curtly to the point. Also i suppose it's good extensive reading in this particular story's case! It's an easier read than 小王子 was for sure! More common useful language in this, and more repetition which is good as a learner.

I am also going to check out some more stories on Heavenly Paths Intermediate category, since they'll hopefully 1. Hit my vocab weak spots, 2. Be good extensive reading for me since I read them faster, 3. They're way shorter than the 100+ chapter stuff I normally get into lol

Also regarding Readibu: I like their text analysis feature, but in all other regards use Pleco instead. Pleco is by far better for single word and sentence translation, machine audio, and pleco freezes less. Readibu keeps freezing on the Chinese webnovel sites and I have to exit out then open up again and carefully try to prevent it from freezing again. And these aren't demanding sites, they run as well as qidian in Pleco, and one site I'm on is jjwcx and on Pleco it's fine, on Readibu it crashes often and sometimes can't process the page (which makes ALL the links in webnovel recommendations to the website potentially useless if a person plans to read on Readibu). So wooh I'm glad I'm not buying Readibu. But for free, it's relatively good. Aside from the freezing, the single word translation is better than Google, the streamline text option keeps me focused and reading onward, the word favoriting tool is nice (and less huge than Pleco so I'm more likely to actually view my favorites list later - but I'm easily distracted). Idiom app is free, and ALSO has all these features. So if Readibu is crashing on you, I recommend that app instead. Idiom also does click definitions/replay for youtube videos if you'd like to study by watching cdramas!

#rant #reading #progress

[foreverchangingfandomsao3]

Blind!Obi Snippet from chapter 11

How I’m on Chapter 11 already, I’ve no idea, especially considering it was supposed to be a drabble! Anyway, read the rest here.

"Master Kenobi, your skills, we need, for a treaty."

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow and waited for the information to follow, hopefully from someone other than Yoda. He wasn't sure who was present, there had been no attendance confirmed, just an emergency request that he attend at 10.00.

"The treaty we have with Malastare to allow the use of their planet, and the potential future of their fuel reserves, has been endangered by the recent actions of Master Krell."

"Thank you, Master Windu," Obi-Wan inclined his head, the answer had been brief, but informative. Certainly enough to give him a starting ground, not that he was looking forward to rectifying any mistakes made by Krell. "Am I to undo the damage?"

"As far as possible, Master Kenobi, yes," Mace answered for the Council who'd convened the day before for this very reason, whilst Obi-Wan was fighting. It had been considered that they'd send someone closer to the planet, but with how delicate the situation was, they had reached the conclusion it would be better to send Obi-Wan. "The information has been sent to Commander Cody's datapad."

There was a quiet tapping noise coming from the left of Obi-Wan, and a soft cough hiding laughter came from Shaak.

"Master Kenobi, is your Commander in the room?" She asked, and got her answer when Cody stood behind Obi-Wan, and rested his hand on the Jedi's shoulder, smiling even though she wouldn't be able to see that.

Everyone could see how Obi-Wan's hand came up to rest on Cody's, and he tilted his head upwards with a smile before returning his attention to the meeting. They all knew that Obi-Wan and Cody were closer than their professional relationship demanded, but no one dared to say anything (most of the Council were just as bad with their connections to their own men, even if not romantic).

Mace sighed, holding a hand to his forehead and shaking his head. "Obi-Wan, why is your Commander present?"

"Due to the battle, there was no time to translate the Council's notes into Mir-Aurebesh. Cody was reading to me before the meeting started. Unfortunately, you all decided to be early for the first time since the beginning of the war. It would have been more disruptive to ask him to leave."

"You don't have the equipment for a clone to transcribe whilst you're away?"

Obi-Wan swallowed a laugh but barely managed to disguise his disbelief. "Master Windu, I'm still using the old Mir-Aurebesh machine Master Qui-Gon gave me. They're impossible to obtain. There is no available alternative either. The datapads provided are non-accessible."

"We'll return to that matter on your next rest period. For now, if Cody could confirm he's received the information?"

"Yes, General Windu, I've received the information."

"The Dug Council are very particular, and Krell's recent actions have made them distrust clones, so you'll have to go alone."

Obi-Wan's expression hardened, and his voice turned icy and harsh. "No."

"No?"

Obi-Wan's voice lightened a little but was still stern and cold. "You know the rules, Mace. I don't go alone."

There were only three rules, and they were absolute.

He went without hiding his disability.

He had unlimited freedom in the choices he made for the negotiations.

He never went alone.

"I'll ask if they'll accept a clone companion. I assume you're taking your Commander?"

As if he'd take anyone else. "Yes, I'm taking Cody."

"I wish you luck, Master Kenobi."

#Codywan #Codywan fic #Blind!Obi-Wan #Obi Wan Kenobi #Obi-Wan just wants his boyfriend with him #He also needs him there #You know for vision related things like reading #But more importantly he wants him there #Also the Council knows about Codywan #Neither of them are subtle

[pbandjesse]

Today was a pretty good day. I am feeling really tired but I had fun.  I just got off a video call with James and it was so nice to hear their voice. I love them so much. 

I slept pretty well last night. I woke up at 7 and was very tired still. I let myself rest until 730. But would get up and get dressed and tried to shake off the sleepies. My hair felt bad but that was l, and is, mostly because of how humid it is. It would storm today but it didn't knock out the humid and that is frustrating. Hopefully it passes soon. 

The morning was nice. I went to the kitchen to get a biscuit.  Chatted with the nice guys in the kitchen. And went to have my biscuit with jam. 

I spent some time getting my project stuff set up. And then just chilled for a while. 

All the kids were really great today. My first group had one of our new kids who don't really speak English! The one I had was named Max and speaker Ukrainian. He has been here since February and was so sweet and so smart. When they brought him up to my building I got Google translate downloaded really fast and was able to compliment his art and then I made him a friendship bracelet in the Ukrainian colors. I hope he liked it. We all like him a lot. I hope he is having fun. 

The rest of my morning was easy. Older girls. We did pearler beads and painted and made weird art. Some girls did the perspective drawing and some made bracelets. And it was just really nice. 

Lunch was good. They actually made a vegetable wrap to go along with the chicken wraps they had for everyone else. I actually felt like I had a good meal and was feeling a lot better. 

I only had one more group today. And they were out littlest campers. We had some trouble honestly. Throwing things and screaming and not treating my things nicely.  I had to use strong words and tone with a few of them, but they heard me. I was just like hey. I bring this stuff to share but if you are going to purposely break it I will not be sharing with you any more. They got it after that. 

A storm started rolling in. But it would just sort of build pressure around us for a long while. 

Laura came and hung out with me for a bit. I shared some candy I had with her. And we chatted about the  drama at camp. Had some laughs and brainstormed an idea to get off of camp today. 

And then she headed to her last program. And I went to go shower. 

I walked down to the pool. The rain was still threatening to start soon so I brought my umbrella. It was a great shower and I felt a lot nicer after. I changed into my silly pants that has a wild pattern on them. And felt real cute. 

I went to the office porch to chat with CJ. And then back to my building to hang out in my hammock until it was time for our meeting. 

I was early for the meeting. Chilled and chatted with Chloe until everyone else got there. 

And that's when the storm started. It was not scary like the one the other day. It was just heavy and nice. 

And the meeting with productive. We decided what me and Laura could go off camp for. Animal supplies and food for natural dying. The meeting took a while but it was nice to hear about everyone else's programs and needs and stuff. There was a little bit of figuring out because horse camp is stressed out. But I came up with a trivia idea and I'm going to work on a game board for them this week. I am glad to help. 

After the meeting I went to get the credit cards from Alexi. And me and Laura ran away. 

We drove out to the pet store. And had fun looking at the fish.  Making jokes and chatting with the guy who works there for the best way to feed our animals. I think he thought we were funny and a little strange. Fine with me. That's just what camp is like. 

We went to get chipotle next but the first one we went to was only doing pick up?? I have never experienced that before. So we got back in the car and went to hunt valley. Where Laura got her first chipotle and we got it for free because the credit card machine wouldn't work. And it was very good food! I really enjoyed Laura's company and it was just nice having a big meal. 

We went to the grocery store next. I took silly pictures of Laura with the Irish spring soap. And showed her the international section and kept pointing at things and asking if it made her think of home. We looked for a birthday card for her dad and found a nice one. 

And then after we paid we went to find a dollar store. Where we had lots of fun looking at all the weird things. I got pool noodles for a project and she got stickers. And it was very productive. 

I had wanted to get Rita's but we were still full. So we just headed back here. Laura complimented my music taste. And when we got back we stopped at the office to drop off the credit cards and receipts. And went up to arts and crafts. 

Laura ran over to the council ring to see the end of Slims show. And I started working on the theme boxes. I realized quickly I would need more spoons. Laura would come back and help me count popsicle sticks. And then we walked to the dining hall so I could get spoons. She went off to nature and I continued on. 

I chatted with the kitchen guys. They were teasing me for not being at dinner because they made me a grilled cheese and I was like oh no!!! But they were like oh you got chipotle that's way better. And then gave me a huge bag of spoons. So I have more then enough and I'm very pleased. I stayed and chatted with them for a bit. Went and used the bathroom. And came back up here. 

Where I video chatted James. And Sweetp kept laying on the phone. And it was so good to end my day talking to my love. 

Tomorrow is 100 days until our wedding!!! That's wild!! It's going to go so fast. I'm so excited to be married to my James. 

Good night everyone. Sleep well. Wash your hands!! 

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Population II – “Pourquoi qu’on dort pas” (Song Premiere)

Today I’m excited to bring everyone the latest single from three-piece rock band, Population II, called “Pourquoi qu’on dort pas.” On this electric new track, the band delivers a heavy, psychedelic rock-infused sound with feverish funk rhythms, a hint of jazz philosophy, a burst of early punk energy, and a love of minor scales that harkens back to the roots of heavy metal. I was able to catch up with the band for a brief interview below. The new track, “Pourquoi qu’on dort pas” is a bit more aggressive than we’ve seen in the past two singles, could you talk a bit about how the song came together? We find it’s a very nuanced track as the aggressive and dark intro and end leave room for passages of light in the verses. The song came through our usual way of improvising. Pierre-Luc and Tristan were grooving together on the verses and Seb stuck that intense intro and conclusion with wonderful bass Melodies. The title is a direct nod to “Why aren’t we sleeping,” from Kevin Ayers/Soft Machine. ”Pourquoi qu’on dort pas” translates to “Why aren’t we sleeping?” We took the riff from that and changed some notes and it started sounding like Black Sabbath. Our friend Colin Fisher then added some pretty tasty counter melodies and lead lines to the track. You’ve about how the band’s music is inspired by various musical scenes of the 60’s and 70’s. What is it that you find so appealing about the music from that era? We think it’s the organic nature of that music. Most of what inspires us are from German music from the late 60’s to 80’s, the Canterbury scene and various punk scenes. We want to continue to push the envelope and aren’t aiming at being a retro revival band but we love those past years scenes for its authenticity (that is still present to this day, but mostly in different forms than a live band). We want the album to sounds as much as us as possible so most of what you’re hearing on our records is us three playing in room and we sprinkle other layers on top. While these artistic decisions  might not give us the trendiest overly produced pop banger it makes us who we are. Friends expressing themselves in a communal way. With the release of your sophomore album, Électrons libres du québec coming this Friday, what’s next for the band?  Population II all over the world! we haven’t toured much in general these last years (haha). Another album and EP is already on the way. And mostly, make something new for us, everybody, to bring joy and hopefully inspire a few to pick up some instruments. Everyone can do it! --- Please consider becoming a member so we can keep bringing you stories like this one. ◎ https://chorus.fm/features/population-ii-pourquoi-quon-dort-pas-song-premiere/