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Had a very nice Lebanese meal at Al Wadi in West Roxbury MA, a few miles southwest of Boston. My first time at this restaurant, which has been in business since 2010.
This is a humus (Al Wadi spells it Hommus) is topped with pieces of beef, pine nuts and olive oil.
One of my favorite dishes was "Sayadieh Bi Samak" which is baked haddock filet served over spiced rice topped with tahini sauce, caramelized onions and roasted pine nuts. The fish was moist and the spiced rice very flavorful.
The mixed grill (shish taouk, kafta kebab and beef tenderloins) served with rice pilafwas also very well executed, as were the kebabs.
#al wadi#foodglorious-food#foodporn#yummy#foodblogger#foodgloriousfood#lunch#dinner#food#foodblog#foodie#Phoenician#Lebanon#Beirut#west Roxbury#Boston burbs#Boston suburbs#Lebanese cuisine#Lebanese food#kebab#felafel#shish taouk#Sayadieh Bi Samak
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nova scotia princess | nico Hischier
nico hischier x oc marchand
warnings: swearing, mostly fluff and some sweet moments between her and her siblings.
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marie celine marchand had been in new york for the past year, much to brad's dismay. he hadn't seen her since christmas, and was shocked to see her at his doorstep up north. it was now july during the off season, and marie had decided to head on up to nova scotia, for her birthday no less.
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the youngest of the five, she could not have been more different from the rest. she never engaged in hockey (i know! a sin!) never took any inkling towards skating or snow sports, but instead towards soccer, her first love. she was enamored with it and it took her to faraway places with team canada and for her college years at the university of stanford. she had a very hard time leaving california but knew it was best to start fresh, and it just so happened that she loved new york. at the time, it was only a 40 minute drive to her long time childhood friend, ryan graves before he was traded to the pittsburgh penguins. the day he was traded, he gave her a phone call and she was completely gutted. yet she understood the business side of the league, though brad had gotten the better part of it his entire career. after he was traded, she hadn't thought about the new jersey devils as the season rolled around. she no longer had something tying her to them, so she moved on and supported her friend's ryan and sidney on the pens from afar. it wasn't until she found her self in upper manhattan meeting up with some girls from work at a little known and upscale restaurant, that she had saw some of the people she'd grown close to over ryan's stint with the team. she walked past them towards her table, most certainly garnering some looks once they heard the familiar name of marie celine from the group of girls. she got a text from a few of them night, restarting the snapchat groupchat she had had with some of the younglings. most notably, hughes', nico and dawson. she rolled her eyes as messages flowed in that evening as the girls took some wine back to the girl's apartment.
that evening all of the caught up with one another, and then she received a text from nico askin if they wanted to get some coffee for old times sake. what did she have to lose? and so it began than, secret dates and then group dates with the team, spending weekends at a time with nico at his place getting up to whatever came about. throughout all of it, she kept it a secret from everybody besides her older sister rebecca; nobody needed to know. at least not yet.
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marie walked up to the front door of brad's lake house and she mentally prepared herself for the all the pestering and bombarding that would happen once she'd set a foot in the house. she pulled out the key he had given her the year he finished building it, and she quickly made work with the lock and pushed open the tall door. "brad! im home!!" she called out, smirking to herself as she heard dogs running towards her and footsteps. she looked up to see brad with wide eyes and then his famous smile. she took her hand off of her small suitcase, and met him halfway for a hug. "who's here?" "who's that?" "if its jr im gonna cry" and that made marine giggle, already knowing it was ryan. "you good?" brad questioned pulling away just a bit and she nodded, "yep! are you? you forgot to invite me for my birthday!" she said faking a pout. "kat!" he called for his wife and marie slapped his arm, "don't go blaming it on your wife you hooligan!" marie said as katrina walked in and she squeled. "i thought you were going to sw-" and then katrina cut herself off. brad looked at his wife then to marie and then they were both gone and off towards the kitchen. "we have a surprise guest!" katrina called out towards the open back door and a group of heads turned towards her. she saw her siblings, ryan, sid, nate, patrice b, pasta, their partners, a few childhood friends of the siblings and a few aunts/uncles. "damn got the whole fam i see..." she whispered to kat who giggled. "uh yeah you could say that." she said looking down at the girl as some of the guys came to say hi. "hi guys." she said looking at some of the nova scotia greats as ryan rested his arm on the brunettes head. she looked up giving him a playful dirty glare, "ah hem." she said garnering a few laughs. "well if you'll excuse me-" she paused pushing ryan's arm off of her head, "ill be down soon, i need to do a few things." she said smiling at everybody before she was off towards a guest room that was designated hers.
she sat down on the edge of the bed as she put her head in her hands, cursing the world. her phone buzzing like no tomorrow with texts from nico, the hughes brothers and dawson. she had been dodging their texts and calls after (what she thought) was nico cheating on her. they were on facetime a week ago and she could have sworn she heard somebody in the background as she heard a muffled voice and nico look in front of him one night. so when she didn't show up to the airport in switzerland the day before, nico was freaking out. which in turn freaked the other boys out. she heard a soft knock on her door, and she looked up to see ryan. she sniffled, wiping her tears as he stepped in and shut the door behind him.
she broke down even more, and ryan quickly sat down beside her and wrapped his arms around her. he had no idea why his best friend was hurting, yet he kept quiet until her sobs became softer. "mc....whats going on?" he asked as he pulled back just a bit to look at her, her cheeks stained with redness and moisture. she sniffled, "he-he's cheating on me." she said and ryan knew exactly who she as referring to, besides her sister she ofcourse told him. they were two peas in a pod, through thick and thin. ryan sighed, growing heated with anger. "and they wont stop texting me...they are worried as to why i didn't make it to switzerland but i don't wanna talk to them." she said pushing her head into his chest. ryan kissed her head, trying to calm himself. she needed her best friend, he'd take care of nico later.
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the next morning ryan left the marchand house early to get some coffee for him and marie. the two hadn't left her room all day. she was too much in state of disbelief, shock, and grief as she explained to nico what had happened. as soon as he was turning onto the main strip her called nico up, ready to tear him a new one. nico picked up on the fourth ring unsure as to why he was calling, "wanna fucking explain to me hischier why the fuck you cheated on the very best thing that has ever happened to you and our universe huh? why you decided to hurt the very brightest light? you are so in for it hischier, you have no idea. you have a whole league about to give you hell." ryan spat breathing rapidly. nico was at a loss for words over in switzerland. "what?" he croaked in confusion and exhaustion. since marie hadn't been responding to anybody's calls or messages, he hadn't slept. too sick with fear and anxiety. "she caught you with a girl nico, on facetime. are you seriously that daft?" ryan growled. nico thought back to their last facetime and he went through the events of it. he'd been sitting up in bed shirtless, around 11:30 his time, he was just about to go to bed after finishing his sleep tea and he then realized. she had heard his sister in the background, as she had come to visit him and the two had just gotten done playing a round of Mario kart. "christ- didn't cheat. promise." he said standing up now and looking at flights to new york. "who was it then nico?" ryan questioned, "my sister. can get flight to new york today." he said and ryan chuckled, "yeah no she ain't there." ryan said turning into the drive through, " if you're gonna make things right, you gotta come to scotia." ryan stated.
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ryan walked back into the house with his, brad's, kat's and marie's coffee with a few breakfast sandwiches. "wanna tell me why marie is crying on the dock?" sidney said as soon as ryan walked into the kitchen. "wait what?" ryan asked setting everything down before looking towards the dock, and now seeing nate making his way down it. ryan sighed, "misunderstanding." he simply stated taking the coffees out of the tray. "misunderstanding, huh? is that why you two were locked in her room all evening?" sidney asked sipping his hot coffee. ryan sighed again, "she thought her boy-boyfriend cheated on her." was all ryan stated sipping some coffee. "boyfriend?" sidney questioned, eyes going wide. "does brad know?" he questioned, and ryan scoffed. "like he need to know every little thing in her life." and sidney wouldn't buy it. "no no, you have to tell him! or at least get her too." sidney said with authority, and ryan rolled his eyes. "sid, she doesn't want him to know at least not yet." ryan said watching nate and marie interact. nate had his arm around the brunette, as she sobbed into his shoulder. "you know we all look at her like a sister, please do the right thing. we only want the best for her and that only happens if brad knows, and you know that." sidney said before taking his cup of coffee and heading out to nate and marie. ryan groaned as kat walked in with the young kiddos. "ou! mommy juice, thankyou ry." kat said thanking the defenceman. she saw the look in his eyes, and then she look towards the crowded dock. "oh no." kat said, "oh no? whats up?" brad said walking in rubbing his eye. he paused as he saw the three of them outside, huddled together, "whats going on?" brad asked now walking in front of ryan. "uh-" "spit it out graves." brad demanded and ryan hummed. "she thought her- her boyfriend cheated on her. but it was a misunderstanding." he stated and brad was angry. "boyfriend?! what do you mean misunderstanding graves? spill it!" he said as kat took the kids outside. "she thought her boyfriend of 10 months cheated on her but it was only his sister that she heard. i just got off the phone with the dude so its been all cleared away, i just hadn't had the chance to tell her." and then he said softer, "and tell you he's coming here." ryan said not meeting his best friends eye sight. "here? are you mad ryan! who is this so i can knock some sense into him?" brad demanded and ryan was in for it. he was cornered, there was no getting out of this. "i cant say brad, only marie can." ryan said defeatedly and brad rolled his eyes. "so you're saying that you really arent her boyfriend?" and ryan now met his eye sight in shock. "you're telling me that you two haven't been together at least at some point?" he said and ryan laughed. "oh god no, shes my sister brad. you know she hates me half the time, for good reasons but no. i couldn't ever go down that path and there has never been a moment ever for me to. ew gross." ryan said and brad sighed. "always thought it was you two against the world... man i gotta pay up." he said amusedly. "pay up?" ryan said cocking an eyebrow. "a long running bet with patrice." and now it was ryans turn to laugh. the nova scotia princess was never his and would never be.
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on the dock, marie thanked nate for listening to her ramble and cry into his shoulder before sidney sat down. nate rubbed her upper back, trying to comfort the girl. sidney sat down and offered her some kind words, and she thanked him. "i just don't know what was not good enough for him? what did i do wrong?" she said looking off into the clear lake. sid and nate looked at one another, silently trying to get the other speak up. "nothing sunshine, nothing. its all him." sid said trying to reassure the young girl he'd seen as a little sister since the day she was born. him and brad had been in practice together when they got the call from brad's dad, urging the boys to head down to the hospital with sid's dad. the moment he had seen the young girl was how he felt when his sister was born, he'd protect and be there for her through everything. "how about a boat day?" nate offered up and marie smiled. she could never and would never pass up a boat day.
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it was around 10:30 pm and the original group that had been there when she'd shown up was back at the house, with all the kids passed out as they sat around talking, drinking and now making smores. ryan had been looking a this phone for the past two hours waiting to heard from nico, but nothing had come in since he had landed and was about to go through customs. marie had been having a great evening, her favorite people all in one place once again. celebrating her birthday that evening, and now talking like old times. ryan and marie sat with one another, cuddling up to stay warm now that a chill had set in. "dude, put your phone down for the princess' birthday." brad said annoyed that ryan and been on his phone for the better half of two hours. marie glared at brad, "its alright brad. no harm done." she sighed. she had a love hate relationship with the nickname, but most importantly when it was said out loud by brad. it made her cringe somewhat. "hows new york, mc?" nate asked and marie smiled then frowned softly before her smile reappeared. "its going great! work is going well and stuff. i even joined a soccer league for fun, it'll start up in august." she said swirling her drink. "we'll have to catch a game before we head to training camp." sid offered and the others agreed. she smiled softly, before ryan untangled himself from her after he got a text message. nico had arrived. brad eyed ryan as he got up and walked into the house. kat smiled softly knowing what was going to happen and nudged brad in the side a bit. "its fine, let them be." kat whispered and brad rolled his eyes.
marie shut her eyes softly, just basking in this moment, this evening and few days she had taken off of work to be here. it had been far too long since the last time she'd been home, always using her summers to train in san diego before returning to school. she hadn't been home in 6 years and promised herself that she'd make it up here more, now that she lived in new york. "oh princess!" she heard ryan call from the house and she sighed, standing up and throwing the blanket onto the seat before heading inside. "yes grumpy prince?" she asked giggling before she froze, seeing nico. he had a hopeful yet loving gaze on his face as she looked at him with tears beginning to form. what was he doing here? she turned towards ryan who had begun to make his way out, and she pulled him back inside as he was already through the threshold. "wanna tell me why he's here ryan?!" she asked upset. "ask him-" and she cut him off, "no, you tell me!" she screamed now alerting some of the guys outside. nico stood on the other side of the kitchen, with a defeated look on his face with guilt and regret spreading throughout his body. "he cheated on me and you're going to invite him here, ryan? tell me why that was a good idea, huh?" she pestered as brad walked in. "no fucking way." he muttered staring down nico, and nico took a step back. "answer me!" she yelled at ryan who held his hands up in innocence. "marie-" she cut off her brother, "you knew?!" she said stepping back away from the two. "let him explain himself." ryan said as she looked at the two people she thought she could trust in this world. thankfully, so far nate and sid hadn't given her any reason to distrust them. "let him explain, please. if you still don't believe him or want him gone- ill-we'll get rid of him." brad said pleading to his baby sister and she sighed, arms crossing over her chest. she turned slowly towards nico who had a pleading look, and her heart twinged just a bit. "fine." she said and the two smiled widely, backing out into the back and brad shut the doors.
"follow me." she said walking past him and they began their dissent up the stairs. she opened the door and let him walk past her into the room, and she shut it behind them. she then went to the window and shut the blinds, but not before flipping the group off. she heard groans and a few 'fuck' as they all wanted to hear and see the drama unfold. "i didn't cheat, schatzi. i promise." he began and she shook her head, "alright bud." she said rubbing her eyes. "i didn't baby, you have to believe me." he began again and she shook her head again. "who was it, huh? somebody like your ex? was it somebody better than me? what did i do wrong, ni. what did i do to hurt you?" she questioned through a strained voice. nico shook his head, "you've never hurt me, you've never done a thing wrong. promise. the girl-"he chuckled pulling her hands into his, inching closer to her. "the girl was my sister, nina." he said a bit amused now. his eyes crinkled as he smiled, his dimples on full display as he looked into the eyes of the girl, he loved. "wait what?" marie asked in disbelief. "your sister?" she asked and he nodded. she looked down and nico quickly diffused her guilt, "schatzi its ok, i promise!" he said pulling her chin up to look at him. she shook her head, "i - i mis read things and i feel like an idiot." she hummed tearing her chin away. "misunderstanding." he hummed and she frowned. "im sorry." she said with tears beginning to form, "im an idiot. oh my god." she said and he pulled her info a hug. he kissed her head, rubbing her back softly. "im a fool, im a utter fool how could i be so daft?" she rambled in french and nico chuckled, "you two have thing for the word daft?" and marie cursed the universe for him knowing french. "wait, two? who?" she questioned pulling back to look up at him. "nico yelled at me yesterday." he said laughing now and marie had a concerned look on her face, "how bad?" and that made nico laugh even louder. whenever she needed back up, he was there to give it. she looked up at nico as his laughs subsided and she stood on her tip toes to kiss him. he pulled her in closer, leaning down a bit so her feet could be flat. they pulled apart, resting their foreheads on each others. "so, how much trouble am i with the guys outside?" he questioned softly and now it was her turn to laugh.
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it was the next morning now and marie woke up to an empty bed, groaning before getting out of bed. she made her way over to the blinds and opened the blinds to see kat, patrices and david's girlfriend, and the kids on the patio eating breakfast while all the guys are missing. she squinted over towards the lake and she did a double take before seeing her brother's boat. it was a crowded boat, with all of them sitting facing one another. she spotted nico and prayed that the guys weren't going too hard on him. after the two spoke last night, they made there way downstairs for a bit before nico was on the verge of passing out due to the time difference. she quickly changed into a white t-shirt and linen pants, before heading down he stairs. "ti!" she heard rue screamed as she walked outside, and quickly made her way over towards the older girl. she wrapped her arms around the girl's legs before rue pulled her up for a hug. "good morning my girl." she said speaking in french as the two shared a small moment in the morning sun. "hows my favorite god daughter?" she hummed and kat laughed, "your only god daughter." she mused. marie giggled, "that's why she's my favorite." she said setting her back down in her height chair, and sat down on the bench with noah , patrice's son. "ouu cinnamon rolls!" the girl overly gushed, garnering some giggles from the kids. "ever the oldest child." kat teased and marie winked, "i take my role very seriously." she hummed.
the boat was on its way back now after a very stern talk with nico, unfortunately. basically threatening his very existence if he were to ever step out of line. the usual. oh, and that there was somebody or two on every team who would not hesitate to teach him a lesson. nico and the guys all got off onto the dock, with ryan running in front to get some cinnamon rolls- steal is more like it. "hey! that's for us." marie said swatting his hand away as he came up behind her, "i swear to god grumps, im gonna cut off your hand." she said quirking an eyebrow between the two's showdown. "good morning princess!" brad said placing a kiss on the girl's head before stealing a cinnamon roll himself. "hey, not fair!" ryan said and marie mimicked him, earning a chorus laugh from the kids. "im the one that brought them." brad said shrugging, "no i did." sid said and patrice shook his head, "you brought the original one's, i was told to pick up another dozen." patrice said picking up his youngest, felix. "yall are too much in the morning." she mumbled in french, standing up and walking inside to get some coffee. nico followed her into the kitchen to get a refill on his, to which she happily poured him some. "how bad was it?" she questioned, peering around him quickly and then looked back at him. he shrugged, "theyre just as scary in life as on ice." he said and she giggled. "yeah...they have no filter." she said pushing a strand of hair behind his ear. "tell me about 'nova scotia princess'." and she rolled her eyes, "the fairest of them all." he added with a grin and she growled loudly. "you inconceivable fools!" she yelled out, making her way outside. "im going to kill you all!!!!" she said looking at sid, nate, ryan and brad. she did a fake start towards brad before going after nate, "come here nathaniel!" she screamed running after the man, who was, unfortunately, being outrun by a 5'4 semi-retired defenceman. "somebody help me here!" nate called out and sid began his dissent, but she was too quick and made her way after him. "you are so getting in that water!" she screamed, referring to a tradition the 5 of them had. a surprise morning swim in the cold water. "its cold!" one of the kids screamed and marie laughed. "perfect!" she grinned. ryan tapped nico, "lets get our girl." ryan said nodding towards the brunette and nico smiled. "lets get her." and the two made their way towards the water where she was running after the two. "no!" she screamed as ryan almost grabbed the girl. "don't you dare!" she said jumping a few feet away from him. thankfully with sid and nate being neighbors, she freely began her way towards their places with the group following her. nico was the one closest to and almost grabbed her as well but she took a step to her right and was out of reach, "alright i gotta do it myself!" brad announced jogging over and marie knew it was game over. "not the old man!" she gasped, earning a few chuckles.
it was not brad who got the girl but nico, who was immediately instructed to drop her off the dock and into the lake. she screamed, cried, and kicked but unsuccessfully as she felt water hit her back. as she came up, everybody else decided it would be a great idea to also jump in. she covered her head momentarily before splashing water in all directions, "you! you traitor!" she said with astonishment as nico tried to get closer. ryan dunked her before she could say anything else, and nico laughed with the rest of them. she came back up and pushed ryan, "rude!" "the princess of nova scotia is officially home!" brad said as he made his way towards her, ready to splash her as well.
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#nico hischier#nico hischier x oc#nico hischier blurb#nico hischer fic#nico hischier imagine#nhl#nhl imagine#nhl blurb#hockey burb#hockey imagine#ryan graves#sidney crosby#brad marchand#nathan mackinnon#boston bruins#boston bruins blurb#new jersey devils blurb
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spring gives me philly fever like i am physically in pain thinking abt the cherry blossoms and warm river breezes and drunk people dancing on cars outside of tabu.
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Nothing pisses me off more than the fact that a community that was originally built to protect the vulnerable and prosecuted has literally become nothing more than a fashion statement to baby “queers”.
Idk who needs to hear this, but being queer is not about facing oppression or bigotry. Those are not the things that make someone queer.
It's about deviating from social norms of gender, relationships and attraction. It's about the fact that we all have this deviation, this non-normativity in common. And this often results in exclusion, bigotry and oppression, but it doesn't have to and it's not the point. In an ideal world, it won't, and we'll all still be queer.
You know who believes in a shared identity of victimhood? Who leaks this shit all over the place?
Radfems.
Stop spouting fucking radfem ideology for fuck's sake.
#“being queer is not about facing oppression or bigotry” oh God just say that you grew up upper-middle class in the Boston ‘burbs and STFU.#Our existence is not your political statement#not as lesbians and not as destransitioners (for either political party)#rb
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Do you ever do Boston events? Worcester's a bit far for me since I don't drive but I'd love to go to one of your events in person!
Not yet, if I was to come out that way it'd probably be in the burbs cause I hate driving in Boston.
#didi answers#shifty live#plus the idea of having to find some parking with a car loaded with shit is a nightmare#maybe cambridge one day if I can find a spot#we have a line on a venue in somerville actually#so maybe somerville?#we got turned down for worcester pride so I might look at other pride events too
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Tbh, even before DeSantis, Florida was always trash. Its way too hot and humid, so you'll always sweat your ass off, and its way too sunny, so you're always squinting and getting sunburnt. And the grass is rough as hell on your feet (and often dead) and there's always sand everywhere. And all trees and bushes look like they can impale you or hide a snake nearby. And this whole state was designed like a massive parking lot mixed with broken glass and burnt rubber, easily the worst urban sprawl in the whole country. You could drive a distance as longer than New York to Boston without leaving the 'burbs. Hope you like constantly encountering totaled cars, CO2 fumes, and ear-deafening roads! Hope you like living a luxury retirement home of a state! Can't fucking wait to move out.
#too hot outside#too sunny#fuck florida#seasonal affective depression#summer depression#hot as hell#hell#fuck cars
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wait are you from boston?? i'm from boston! kinda(i live in the burbs). sucks to drive in. sorrow drive etc
im from NH! born in mass tho & visit boston nearly every year, if not multiple times a year, & have spent a lot of time there as my brother received a lot of medical help in boston hospitals & likely will for the rest of his life
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But you, Robin Minamoto, shall be mine Chapter 1
Hi author Echo here! This is the first chapter of Son of spy, Daughter of Scout. My Silly oc's will be in this, only two though. This first chapter is a prologue of sorts, it's purpose is to give context for who these ocs are-ish. Anyways next chapter will have the standard TF2 chaos! до свидания
Word count: 1257
July 10th, 1963, Boston MA.
It’s a hot summer day in the suburbs of Boston, the sun is blazing as two older women sit outside, and two lemonades sit on the patio table as these lovely ladies chat up a storm.
“Jeremy!” Ma calls for her son, “Don’t worry Sachi, he’s a good boy.” Ma coos softly to her companion
Jeremy rushed out of the house sprinting onto the patio, only stopping when he reached his ma. He’s a handsome young lad, 21 years of age, with bright blue eyes, white teeth, and an athletic physique. He is also a gentleman, not in a romantic way in a ‘Ma taught me right’ gentleman. He will always be awkward around women his age.
“Jerbear,” Ma coos out her loving nickname to Jeremy's despair, “This is Miss Sachiko Minamoto.” Ma motions to the shorter inky-haired woman in the garden chair next to hers with a smile. “She moved in last week when you were visiting your brothers.”
Miss Minamoto wasn’t a girl his age, she was closer to his Ma’s age but a bit younger, she had soft yet dark inky black hair that was all neatly clipped into place into a low ponytail, and small dark brown eyes that were almost black if you don’t pay attention. Her name states that she is a Japanese woman, and her belly shows that she is a pregnant woman. Yet she’s lovely all the same
“Oh cool!” Jeremy chirped with a smile before bowing. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Minamoto”
Sachiko laughs and smiles while speaking in a different language before going silent for a moment. “Please just call me Sachi, I am nobody's Mrs.” She said with a somber smile
Jeremy gasps, “Well you could’ve fooled me! You’re just too pretty so of course I assumed a lucky man had already scooped you up into marriage!
Ma and Sachiko giggle to themselves, “Thank you, you are so kind, Jeremy.”
Jeremy smiles as he pulls up another chair. It’s a nice hot summer day in the Burbs of Boston, two older ladies and a 21-year-old Jeremy sit in garden chairs on the back patio, and two lemonades sit on the patio table as the three chat up a storm.
December 24th, 1963, Boston MA 8:45 PM.
The front door slams open as Jeremy tries to balance all of the paper bags full of groceries in his arms and on his head so he can open the door properly. The brunette stumbles, dropping an odd vegetable here and there, into the kitchen. He plops the groceries down with a sigh, why’d Ma make him go to the store on Christmas Eve? Speaking of Ma, Jeremey didn’t see her, or hear her.
“MA I’M HOME!” Jeremy shouts and waits five seconds. No response
“MA?!?” He shouts again sprinting throughout the house looking for his dearest mother. Frustrated, he dashes out the back door, down the patio, running through the nicely mowed backyard he hops over the fence to Sachiko’s backyard and lets himself in. Ma and Sachiko quickly became best friends after she had moved in five months ago. If Ma isn't home, she's probably with Sachi.
“Sachi?? Ma??” Jeremy calls out walking into the mudroom. He sighs softly and takes an inhale to scream, but then, he sees it. A little paper hanging on the refrigerator. That’s odd, Sachi never leaves things on the fridge, unless they’re important. With that notion in mind, Jeremy walked up to the kitchen and snatched the paper off of the fridge. It’s a note, in his mother's handwriting, it reads…Jeremy, when you see this note, it means I am with Sachiko in the hospital, she is in labor and about to give birth to the bundle of joy in her. Please come to the hospital ASAP.
Without hesitation Jeremy booked it to the hospital, not even bothering to close and lock up either homes.
Ma stood next to Sachiko holding her hand with both of her own. “Don’t worry Sachi, I’m right here sweetheart.” She coos softly to her dear friend, “you’re not alone, I will not leave your side until you are ready”
The sound of Sachi crying and straining to push her baby out filled the sounds of the room, the doctor and nurses muffled by her sobs, until. Sachi’s eyes widened as she huffed and puffed. Her face was red puffy and wet from her tears, her chest heaving from her screams.
“Congrats,” The doctor said after cutting the umbilical cord, “it’s a girl.”
A wave of happiness and relief rushed over the two women.
“I told you, Sachi, you’re still here,” Ma said softly, before kissing her on the forehead.
Sachi smiles weakly as the doctor hands the tiny baby girl to her for the first time. She came out with a blonde head of hair and soft blue eyes that didn’t match her mother's. As soon as the baby girl got put into her mother's arms, she fell asleep.
Sachiko laughed dryly. “Aren’t babies supposed to cry?” She asked with a smile
“Not all–” Ma stifles her giggles “Three of my eight didn’t cry immediately, Jerbear being one” “Oh I hope my girl can be as kind as him” Sachiko smiled softly “Have you thought of a name?” “No…” Sachi trails off “She kind of looks like–”
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! SLAM!!! Jeremy ran in, sweaty and out of breath. “I made it…!” he managed to say in between huffs of trying to catch his breath.
Ma shakes her head “Please don’t tell me you ran all the way here” Jeremy looks up at her and blinks “Jer…” “I was acting on instinct ma!!” Jeremy retorts and walks over to the bed. “How are ya feeling Sachi?”
“A lot better now that it's over” Sachi smiles weakly “Stay here Jer, I’ll go get us some food” Ma smiled as she walked out of the room.
Jeremy smiled softly at Sachi. “You and Ma scared me!” Sachi laughs softly and sighs “To make up for it do you want to hold her?” “For real?” “For real. Unless you don’t want to”
Jeremy outstretched his arms and stares at Sachiko dead in her eyes “Give me the child”
Sachi and the remaining nurse laugh as Sachi hands over Baby girl to Jeremy with the utmost care. He cradles her softly and pulls her close to his chest, she yawns and looks up at him with those big blue eyes.
“Hey little Robin,” Jeremy coos softly. “Ready to become my little sidekick?”
“Robin?” “Oh, it's a comic book character, he's the sidekick to Batman” “Ah… still it's a beautiful name… and it would blend her in.” “Awh Sachi no you don’t have to–” “No Jer–” Sachiko interrupts. “I want to name her Robin.’
Jeremy smiles and looks down at baby Robin. She’s asleep in his arms again. Then a thought crossed Jeremy’s mind, a sad thought. She's going to grow up without a father, like he did, but she also doesn’t have any older brothers to protect her. Well, now that won’t do. That won’t do at all.
‘Don’t worry lil Robbie, I got you. Forever and always, I will be the best big brother I can be, promise.’ Jeremy thought to himself as he watched Robin sleep.
It’s December 24th, 11:25 PM in Boston Massachusetts snow is falling, carolers are singing, families are huddled by their fireplaces watching Christmas movies, and Jeremy just welcomed his little sister into the world.
#tf2#tf2 scout#tf2 fanfiction#tf2 ocs#scout becomes an actual big brother#fanfic#wholesome fic#wholesome#/myownarchive\#tf2 spy#spy is an ok dad despite the dissapearing acts#at least Ma and Sachiko have each other#queerplatonic mothers#/echo’s fics/#/sosdos/
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what podcasts have you dnf’d? or wish you dnf’d by the time you finished!!
(trying to figure out which shows are actually going to be worth my time)
ohh okay!!! obviously this is all a matter of my personal opinion, and if you love these shows I’m so happy they found their people!!!!
-Where the Stars Fell: I found both the main characters extremely annoying and dreadfully unlikable !! the worst part was the Trauma Competition scene of “my life was hard, no MY life was harder, well I’m disabled, oh yeah i’m disabled in this WORSE way, okay but my childhood was hard, no MY childhood was hard” it was just too much, i wish we learned these things more naturally and less transactionally (also that end of season one ‘twist’ was tough 😔…..)
-Weeping Cedars: This one was one of those spooky docu-dramas, that ended up going way too ‘documentary’ and not enough ‘drama’ (or spooks!! which is why I’m here!!)
-The Storage Papers: so I listened up to I think half way through season 3? my main issue was that the story seemed really confused, and I found the main VA’s voice annoying (not his fault! it’s just a little distracting) (also there was an episode where he basically said hitler & the nazis were all possessed by demons which was, yucky)
Ghosts in the Burbs: this is mainly because I do not like the anthology format, I typically binge my shows and and anthologies get really boring and exhausting for me! I especially didn’t care for the theme, which was 200 episodes of Rich, White, Suburban Moms in boston see ghosts (I am not very sympathetic to rich, white, suburban moms) (it was also basically the same five ghost stories over and over again)
The Penumbra Podcast: okay NO hate to penumbra, my main issue with it was that the main character makes out with like, everyone they meet, and the sound of kissing makes me want to literally peel my skin off! I also thought it was a little cheesy?? HOWEVER, I know that it’s cheesy, campy notes are very much beloved by its fandom!!
Ostium: this one hurt, because the first season was SO interesting and mysterious, and then the story just slowly drifted off into nonsense! I also really disliked the main female character (monica?) because it’s like they tried to write this STRONG and SENSUAL and POWERFUL and INDEPENDENT woman, and then produced an awful character who repeatedly sexually manipulates the main character (it’s okay though, they fall in love eventually so she didn’t do anything wrong! /s)
Archive 81: this one is widely beloved, but the first season was goddamn unbearable!! the voice acting was rough, the story is the SINGLE most confusing and lost thing i’ve ever heard, the main character wasn’t likable, and the ending was so predictable and boring!!!! (I legitimately had no idea it what was happening for the entire show and I still knew how it was going to end) (however!! the community says the second and third seasons are good and interesting, but I never had any desires to keep listening)
Honorable Mentions:
-Literally any PNW/PRA show (tanis, the black tapes, rabbits) somehow they will always end up being recommended but they are truly all an exhausting waste of time with poorly thought out twists and endings (if they even end at all 😔)
-Station 151: this is the only podcast i’ve given a one star review, it was so abysmal it made me physically and genuinely angry and had to stop working to rant about it to my beloved 😮💨
#I hope this helps! and again just my thoughts so you might even think differently than me!!!#please don’t read this if you don’t want to see negative I��m sorry#audio drama#audiodrama#podcasts#negative#podcast negative
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First of Pascal bless you for sitting though that drivel. Secondly, As Boston girl myself Chris is a “Boston celebrity” yes. I don’t know why they’re splitting hairs about that. Yes he grew up in Sudbury however no one outside of Massachusetts knows Sudbury unless you say it borders Concord maybe( as in Lexington & Concord), but for f’s sake he’s from Boston. Also Hilary who? Unless you pay a stupid amount of attention to gossipy websites (not you queens I mean the tabloids), no one would know her. Not a dis just a fact. Also Ben & Matt, by those pod peoples same standards, wouldn’t be from Boston then either lol. Playing favorites much? But yes Chris is from Boston for all intents and purposes. We do claim him as one. (Sorry for the rant just needed to vent)
Hey I can understand that. I was born in a major U.S. city. Moved to the suburbs as a child, back to the city as an adult for a brief stint (mostly work related), and now I’m back in the burbs because homes are more affordable here and I’m still super close to said city. Sometimes when people ask where you’re from it’s just easier to list the closest big city instead of an obscure town and trying to explain the city vs. suburb dynamic 😂 I feel like not many other people understand that unless they’re in a similar situation 🦎
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How long have you lived in Boston? Do you like it?
hi bestie! i’ve been in Boston for about 6 years now, it has its downsides but overall i’ve loved living here. i grew up in the burbs, but i much prefer the city 🥰
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A subset of this Northeast type is the guy from the burbs who is "from Boston". No, Kevin, you're from Wellesley shut the fuck up.
On second though I'm sure other regions have their own version of this fucking guy.
jkasjdkasjksajfdasfdsafd goodbye
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My kid got harassed at school... again... via /r/atheism
My kid got harassed at school... again... The first time they harassed her over her liberal, atheistic, & a bit of nihilistic views was trying to pressure her to participate in the pledge of allegiance. That got dealt with and we moved on. The administration seemed to understand how bad they fucked up and were quickly backing up on what happened. This time was her getting involved with a conversation with other kids at recess and bled over into the class room. This is the email that I sent to the school with the kids names shortened to a first initial for privacy and all that. When P(my kid) got home today she told me a story of her "getting in trouble". Her narrative is that she came upon a group of kids talking about religion. She does not recall the specifics but she expressed her views on atheism and nihilism. The boys C, E, & L started teasing her and were trying to get her to say offensive stuff in a very bullying manner. She says they kept pushing and pushing her until they got to the point of saying well, "Do black lives matter if nothing matters?" She reiterated her views that in the scheme of the cosmos nothing actually matters. She said the teacher pulled her aside and alienated her for her non religious views and our nihilistic view of the cosmos. P said the subject was dropped and moved on but then at lunch the three boys were with J(another known bully) and they started harassing her for her non religious views and trying to get her to say black lives don't matter over and over and she tried to explain atheism and nihilism the best she could but they got M(a POC child, we are a very white burb of Boston) involved and then some how the VP involved and she got cornered into some kind of racism by the boys. Now P is telling me she has to apologize to M because of P being harassed and bullied over her non religious beliefs. I will be bringing her to school tomorrow morning first thing and we can wait in the front office until someone can talk to us about all this. This is not the first time her constitutional rights have been violated at this school. I sent a message to ffrf with the email and a description of the pledge harassment. Submitted June 12, 2024 at 12:08AM by bensonprp (From Reddit https://ift.tt/ovCawsN)
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Tuesday, January 30, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)
WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES? DEXTER: NEW BLOOD (Paramount+ Canada) VANDERPUMP RULES (Slice) 9:00pm QUANTUM LEAP (City TV) 10:00pm
NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:
CBC GEM FOR THE CULTURE WITH AMANDA PARRIS
NETFLIX CANADA JACK WHITEHALL: SETTLE DOWN (GB)
NCAA MEN'S HOCKEY (TSN2) 6:30pm: Boston University vs. Northeastern
NHL HOCKEY (TSN2/TSN5) 7:00pm: Sens vs. Habs (SN360) 10:00pm: Kraken vs. Sharks
NBA BASKETBALL (SN Now) 7:30pm: Lakers vs. Hawks (TSN/TSN3/TSN4/TSN5) 7:30pm: Pacers vs. Celtics (SN/SN1) 8:00pm: Raptors vs. Bulls (TSN/TSN4) 10:00pm: 76ers vs. Warriors
THIS HOUR HAS 22 MINUTES (CBC) 8:00pm
MARY MAKES IT EASY (CTV Life) 8:00pm: Steak House Sides
SON OF A CRITCH (CBC) 8:30pm: When Mark realizes his friends think his comic book collection is immature, he impulsively sells them all and quickly regrets it.
COMFORT FOOD WITH SPENCER WATTS (CTV Life) 8:30pm: Spencer cooks a turkey and wild rice blanquette with fluffy bannock, a rich cauliflower korma soup and ends with a sweet dulche deleche mug pudding cake.
ONE MORE TIME (CBC) 9:00pm: When DJ is set up on a blind date with a non-verbal deaf woman, he struggles to find a way to communicate with her.
RUN THE BURBS (CBC) 9:30pm: Andrew struggles to train Leo for the basketball team tryouts, and Camille discovers the cooking gene skipped Khia.
RUSSELL PETERS: IRRESPONSBILE ENSEMBLE (CTV Comedy) 10:30pm: Russell jokes about modern life and interacts with some Italian-blooded audience members; featuring Robby Hoffman, Donnell Rawlings and Daniel Sloss.
#cdntv#cancon#canadian tv#canadian tv listings#this hour has 22 minutes#mary makes it easy#son of a critch#comfort food with spencer watts#one more time#run the burbs#russell peters: irresponsible ensemble#ncaa hockey#nhl hockey#nba basketball
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My parents are both from Boston burbs and I grew up in NE Connecticut until I was 10, and I never heard “water bubbler” until I read it on the internet.
Calling soda “tonic” though…
americans be like i’m looking at myself in the meer
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LIES! We know you're DJO’s sneaky link 🛼
oh my GOD hahahahahah!!
I wish! My sneaky link is another sub from the Boston burbs
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