#JE T’ADORE

[metal-mouse]

so deep in my feelings about Garreth Weasley today. He’s so perfect it’s not even funny

mon amour ❤️

[moonycrescentmoon77]

“You can’t save everyone and I know you, with that big, beautiful heart will always try to save everyone, even the ones that hurt you. But, darling…I hope you remember, not everyone has a heart like yours, not everyone can be saved, but you can……you can. Save yourself. I dare you to put yourself first for once and save yourself. You’re worth it.” 

~ Stephanie Bennett-Henry

[siriusfelis]

I think you guys can probably easily guess who my favorite dungeon meshi characters are

[yourtamaki]

Hello! French is my native language and I think there's a little mistake in your description! If you mean "I will still love you", it should be "Je t'aimerai encore" :D

oml i’m a shame to all my french teachers

[fagician]

^ me trying to say i love you so loud that it goes over the ocean

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Hey, do you by chance have any dialog prompts for internet friends? Thanks!

Hi! This reminded me of how letters can sometimes be similar to how "internet friends" communicate. So here are some examples that may be used as prompts:

“Send me the words ‘Good night’ to put under my pillow.” —John Keats to Fanny Brawne

“To say I apologise just seems to be inadequate. Please write to me soon.” —Hughes to a ticked-off Lowell (similarly, internet friends may argue; one may apologise, sometimes beg for a response)

“I am lonely, Neal, alone, and always I am frightened. I need someone to love me and kiss me and sleep with me; I am only a child and have the mind of a child. . . . It is pure pity that I beg now, not comradeship or love or sympathy.” —Ginsberg to Neal Cassady (similarly, internet friends may confess their emotional turmoils)

“When you write my epitaph, you must say I was the loneliest person who ever lived.” —Robert Lowell, in his letter to Elizabeth Bishop, recalls this message to have been said by her

“Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come here whenever you like. It is a lovely place and lacks only you; but go to Salisbury first.” —Oscar Wilde to Lord Alred “Bosie” Douglas

“How can Death get at the Unborn, go back before birth and look at death. Or look at death though a coffeecup or sharpen your pencil on it, protect the chair against it, don’t destroy the chance of a boulder to life.” —Snyder to Ginsberg (similarly, internet friends may not always be coherent in their messages)

“Teaching is a groove, I have total freedom, and my poetry class is full of interesting hip young minds.” —Snyder to Ginsberg (similarly, internet friends may talk [or gossip] about their daily lives; so-and-so is “one of the meanest cats in Japan” -Snyder)

“My main psychic difficulty . . . is the usual oedipal entanglement . . . I have been homosexual for as long as I can remember.” —Ginsberg to Wilhelm Reich (similarly, internet friends may verbalise their internal conflicts)

“I ask you for violence, in the nonsense, and you, you give me grace, your light and your warmth. I’d like to paint you, but there are no colors, because there are so many, in my confusion, the tangible form of my great love.” —Frida Kahlo to Diego Rivera

“Ah, how good it was to hear your voice. It was so inadequate to try and tell you what it meant. Funny was that I couldn’t say je t’aime and je t’adore as I longed to do, but always remember that I am saying it, that I go to sleep thinking of you.” —Eleanor Roosevelt to Lorena Hickok

“My heart has often been too full to speak or take any notice I am sure you know I love you well enough to believe that I mind your sufferings nearly as much as I should my own...” —Emma Darwin to Charles Darwin

“I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way.” —Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf

“...you are lavish with little secondary loves, like that night in Thiviers when you loved that peasant walking downhill in the dark, whistling away, who turned out to be me.” —Jean-Paul Sartre to Simone de Beauvoir

“Think of me, sometimes, when the Alps and ocean divide us, –but they never will, unless you wish it.” —Lord Byron to Teresa Guiccioli

Notes on writing internet friends' dialogue (similar to how people write letters):

Example: "Words in Air: The Complete Correspondence between Elizabeth Bishop and Robert Lowell" — Similar to these poets, your characters may lead very different lives, which you can make apparent in their dialogue:

For instance, Bishop's letters contain ardent descriptions of Brazilian flora and fauna, affectionate accounts of her humble neighbors in Petrópolis, and wry gossip about her upper-class social circle in Rio; whilst Lowell updates her on his tumultuous life with wives #2 (Elizabeth Hardwick) and #3 (Caroline Blackwood) and on the stateside literary scene.

Despite differences, your characters may still remain friends. Example: Bishop and Lowell's politics differed. Yet both tactfully avoided debating politics, and remained fast friends. (While Lowell was very publicly protesting the Vietnam War, Bishop was socializing with Brazil’s leading conservative politicians.)

Write your character's dialogue in a descriptive way. Unless they are sending one another photos or videos, most internet friends would be very vivid in their description. Example: In Hughes' 1956 letters, he frequently reported encounters with animals in a descriptive way (usually including his own interpretations): he’s sitting in a valley reading when a wildcat comes along and starts “to stare me out—very offensive”; he’s walking across a field when he sees a ��beautiful cow” alienating the affections of a calf from a jealous horse.

Sometimes internet friends tell each other mundane things, like their dreams: For instance, in his letters, Hughes recounts, and attempts to analyze one, often violent animal dream, after another.

Also found this article on The Psychology of Social Media, which you might find useful.

Sources: 1 2

Hope this helps with your writing. Do tag me, or send me a link. I'd love to read your work!

[pyromaniacbibliophile]

Bricktober day 15- Voices

@lesmis-prompts

What people hear through the years

___________________________

Have you heard about our new mayor and monsieur l’inspecteur?

Did you hear about Fantine? 

Oh, you know monsieur Madeleine has fled the town?

Those Thenardiers, nasty pieces of work. You heard they stole a girl? 

Stole a little kid they did, use her to do their chores

Would've thought they’ve enough kids already, with the two girls and boy and two more on the way…

I’ve seen her, poor little mite. Looks like she hadn’t eaten for a month

Get to work

Do the chores

Greedy brat

Je t’adore, ma chere Euphrasie

Your mother never wanted you

I’m sorry for how they treat you, ‘sette

Did’ya hear about the man who took the little girl from the Thenardiers? 

He bought her a doll from my shop, didn’t he

Deserves some luck I reckon, poor thing.

.  .  .  

Have you heard the news? The Pontmercy boy’s in love with Cosette Fauchelevent!

You know there’s a revolution soon?

Les Amis, that student group, stirring up trouble again

The people will rise, they say. I don’t believe it, the bourgeois won’t lose power that easily

Lemarque sickens, have you heard? 

Monsieur Fauchelevent’s daughter is marrying that Pontmercy boy, you know?

Where did you hear that? Everyone says he’ll marry the Thenardiers' daughter

I heard Marius Pontmercy was leading a revolution? 

What, Marius lead a revolution? That would be Enjolras, Marius is to soft for leadership.

Lemarque is dead? 

Where did you hear that?

A gamin, just now. Said to spread the word. Reckon it’s Thenardier’s son?

They want riots in the streets and a barricade at rue Saint-Denis!

Who?

The revolutionaries, of course!

Will you join the revolution?

Can’t be any worse than now. You?

Please, I’ll praise the king before I go to a child’s barricade

I don’t know, they have some good ideals

. . .

Have you heard of the revolution? How goes it?

They caught a police spy, you’ll never believe?

They might last the night, but they can’t win

Don’t be so cynical, they have a shot, surely?

It’s over now. They shot the leader last. Even now he lies dead on the top floor of the Musain.

Did you hear the cynic Grantaire died with the leader? 

They loved, I reckon. 

They were too young to die. Maybe we should have helped? 

We have families. They didn’t.

 

Do you know Pontmercy was rescued? 

By who?

You’ll never believe, but they say Fauchelevent! 

I was made to clean the streets with other women. Washing away the revolution. It’ll have to just be stories now. 

But there’s bloody handprints at the Cafe Musain, didn’t you hear?

 

Have you heard, they dragged the body of an inspector from the Seine this morn?

They say it was the police spy from the barricades, but he was shot. Wasn’t he? 

You know, I feel sorry for Azelma Thenardier. 

Both her brother and sister died, didn’t they? 

Heroes, at least. 

Small comfort, a dead hero can’t help their siblings. All know the Thenardiers’ reputation? 

Someone should arrest them. Them and that damned Patron-Minette.

I heard the leader of the Patron-Minette was in love with someone from the barricades..

Doesn’t change a thing though, does it? 

Nothing changes. 

Nothing changes?

Nothing changes...

Nothing changes.

Rien ne change

Non cambia nulla

Nichts ändert sich

Nothing changes. 

(Tourne, tourne, tourne du même côté)

[questionablemorally]

Sebard hcs! (Also obviously this isn’t canon at all, it’s just a bit of fun)

Sebastian finds teaching Bard to cook both frustrating and fun. It’s an excuse to be close to him (and therefore tease him), but sometimes he just gets in the way of Seb’s culinary mastery. That or he just tries to blow things up too much (‘No, no, don’t use THAT blowtorch for the crème brûlée!’)

Sebastian can speak multiple languages (demon powers y’know) but Bard can barely speak one. This often leads to, when Seb says something he doesn’t want Bard to hear/when he’s teasing Bard/when he’s struggling telling him it in English, he says it in French or German instead (‘je t’adore, mon petit copain.’ ‘huh? The fuck—’)

Whenever Bard acts a little more fatherly, Seb really likes this… for some reason. He gives the excuse that he just appreciates him taking on responsibility for the younger servants/Ciel, but there might be something more to it…

Their compliments to each other are either incredibly underhanded or really plain/basic. No in between e.g S: ‘You’ve actually made a decent meal for once, well done.’ / B: ‘Wow, you’re NOT acting like you’ve got a stick up your ass today, mister butler.’ or S: ‘You look presentable today’ / B: ‘You’re handsome I guess’

There are certain characteristics about each other they OBSESS over… Bard really likes messing up Seb’s outfit/hair/general appearance, and likes his lashes (which are strangely long for a guy…), and Sebastian quite enjoys helping Bard shave and chastising him for not looking nice enough

After BOA, I like to imagine that the wound Seb had took a while to heal from… maybe because it’s a reaper’s scythe that stabbed him through the stomach, or maybe it’s because he had something else limiting him, but nevertheless he was forced to heal at a slower rate than usual. Bard, experienced with dealing with wounds from war and also the only adult man in the house, went into full healer mode. He was very worried about Seb, and Seb asked Bard to stay by his side while he was recovering (Bard had to drag him back to his room MULTIPLE times because he kept trying to continue his duties even when wounded) - inspired by this post I saw and LOVED

One time Bard saved Seb from getting shot through the head by a sniper and this surprised Seb so much he kinda just laid there for a full 10 seconds (how could HE not sense it before this measly human??)

They’re not really together-together, they don’t like having the labels to define them as Bard still truly loves his family that he lost, and Seb just… doesn’t like labels all that much. They mess around and they’re kind of couple-y occasionally, but would never get married (though Ciel and Finny are basically their adopted children at this point)

I have a lot of less than sfw hcs for these two (I won’t add them to this post but if you want them…)

Again please tell me your opinions and if you want more/specific ships! I love doing hcs for different ships, and I’ll probably do some one shots for sebagni soon :)

[coovieilledentelle]

Le tour du monde était un bien pauvre voyage… À côté du voyage où je pars avec toi… Chaque jour je t’adore et mieux et davantage

Où tu vis c’est mon toit.

Jean Cocteau

[k8kaa]

CL16 : CATS!

content : ehhh insta au ,,, afab / fem reader , yk those huge cat content influencers? youre one . slowly youre getting closer with the dog loving man , charles .

a/n : i love cat videos and cat moms!!

catsandname

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hellokitty : when is it kittys birthday??!!

catsandname : soon soon TRUST TRUST‼️

sillycatyn : PANCAKE FANS ITS OUR DAY.

pancakepook : pancake solos !! cant wait for the cake ~_~

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tvgirl : we heard kitty listening to us

catsandname : this is a real statement 🗣️🗣️ we were listening to valerie >:3

charles_leclerc : taxi??? woah ok.

catsandname : noooo taxi driver .. i mean f1 driverrrr 💔

hellokitty : KITTY!! best cat ever !!

catsandname : yes (she almost shat her self in leclercs car)

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f1wagupdates : [fandom name] take photos of y/n and leclerc?? is it us or do we see something going on..👀

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charles_leclerc : and if you ever knew nobody then how did you know you were lonely?

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tvgirl : thanks

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catsandname : photograph dad

charles_leclerc : woah .

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catsandname : finn can fit in dads ferrari guys . HE WOKE UP IN A NEW BUGGATI⁉️⁉️

charles_leclerc : buggati🤦🏼‍♂️

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charles_leclerc : i love you y/n l/n . you make my day with the small kisses you give me every night . i love the cigarette breath you have every time were making out . i love the fur on your sweaters . i love running behind you when were at the beach . i love your cats , and now i can say i maybe like cats . je t’adore ♥︎

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catsandname : aww i love you more

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[serjthejerk]

☆ STAY ALIVE

Cw! Angst, Vague injure description, Fluff, Memory flashing

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“Hm, and if I were to tell you, would you stop asking?” Bullfrog queried, a tone of amusement resting in his voice.

A sly grin crawled on my face as I spoke.

“Maybe.”

Last mission, I had saved Bullfrog's ass by acting as a distraction for his target. The bodyguard had almost caught him amid his attack, I made the large feline look at me in confusion instead of discovering my fellow teammate.

With swift precision, he landed his attack on the back of the feline’s throat. Dropping him silently before he had the chance to register why I was trespassing in the area. Bullfrog muttered a sentence in French before dashing. A sentence that he refused to mutter again.

A defeated sigh escaped him, his eyes becoming interested in the blank ground in between us. Making one last bashful look cast to the side, he met my gaze.

“Come on Bullfrog, you’ve been doing this for months now, you can’t be too surprised that I am questioning you now. Hell, if anything, I should’ve questioned you sooner!” I quipped, letting my grin settle into a smirk.

Over the months of being together as team “Ghost”, we’ve all grown closer. Learning tidbits about each other lives and showing companionship when someone is downed. We’ve all settled in our ‘groups’. Dolph leaned towards remaining by himself while Pey’j and Jade were usually carried in a conversation, attempting to involve Dolph whenever they could. Me and Bullfrog usually stayed with each other. Of course, we all talked to each other and never void someone of interaction but most times the night ends with small idle chit chat between bullfrog and I.

I’ve grown attached to my amphibian friend, we just seem to mesh well together. Our banter, our hidden glances at each other, and even when we just sat in serene silence dozing into each other's eyes, we just seemed to fit snugly together like two spoons.

If you told me I would be in jail, falling for my “jail mate” months ago, I wouldn’t believe you. I was fine alone. I thought I was fine alone.

Being around Bullfrog and parting with him makes me notice the inconspicuous yearning I felt wherever we were away. The constant tug would only be cured once I’ve heard or seen him again. Heaven forbid if he has to leave me alone again.

In between missions, I slowly picked up some of his quirks. I picked up some French sayings in return for minute tasks he’d assign.

Sometimes I would pick up when he would praise me, other times his words fell on baffled ears. But one thing for certain, I knew what he meant when he said,

“Je t’adore.”

The frog looked away, clearing his throat. Nervousness starting to gnaw at him.

“Oh really? And what does that mean, hm?” I knew damn well what he meant. But for a change, I wanted to tease him like he likes to tease me.

“Listen, I’m sorry. I should’ve said it when the mission was over, it was immature of me. I was just overcome with emotions and-“ I hold my hand up, silencing Bullfrog.

“That wasn’t the question, Bullfrog. What does it mean? Cause I’m sure as hell that it doesn’t mean ‘I like you’.” I smugly debate in a soft voice. It’s obvious that we have feelings for each other. It was just a matter of who would tell who first.

Bullfrog gave me a pleading glance, before continuing.

“Forgive me if I’ve read what we have wrong but,” He pauses, looking at the floor “It means I love you.”

With my smugness faltering, my arms spring into action and hug him.

“I love you too” My smile was hidden in his clothes, the joy of having your feelings returned bubbling up in my stomach.

After some seconds, I let him go. My body yearned for him even more.

“So what should we do for a first date then?” I asked.

“I suppose we could ask for a mission together. Maybe Sarah would let us fight together.”

“That’s a pretty badass first date.”

“Oui. Although I’m more of a romantic, it would be the best we could do. I would insist on taking you home and making you something, however, a shock interrupting us amidst our dinner would not feel good.”

“True. But what if….I’m into shocking?” I giggled. I knew how foolish that sounded and I couldn’t help but chuckle about it.

An amused expression settled onto Bullfrog. “Then I suppose, I should learn to like it”

My giggle turned into laughter.

—-

“I’m sorry, mon cœur but I cannot help you.” Bullfrog crossed his arms, closing his eyes while I pleaded to him.

“C’monnn, it would be like so cool if you just, let me aid you.” I begged. Previously, we had been talking about living arrangements. He settled with once we all break out of this bland, mission going hell, me and bullfrog would live with each other. To make ends meet, I would be doing my regular work and helping Bullfrog if he would let me.

“You can give me puppy eyes all you want, however my point still remains. My job is dangerous and I work best alone.”

I purse my lips into a pout, I knew he was right but I hate to admit it.

“True….however I can hack-“

“Aht. It would be easier on my heart to know that you’re safe, mon chéri.” His gaze met my pleading one, his eyes filled with adoration. “Besides, I would probably spend all mission ensuring you’re okay rather than working.”

Defeated, I added, “At least it would make for a cool date.”

We both looked at each other, grins cracking onto our faces before breaking into a laughing fit.

Who knew you would find heaven in hell?

—-

“Are you fucking stupid? I can see you, Y/n. ” Sarah in all her cyborg glory spewed out.

With caution, I crept on the side of the wall, making full eye contact with the assassin behind her. I watched as he positioned himself, getting ready to pounce at any moment. With bated breath, I watched until he finally winked at me; the signal to attack.

Without any caution, I lunged at her. Her spindly mechanic limbs jutted out, aiming to skew my body but I nimbly avoided them. Behind her, Bullfrog had landed right behind her, preparing to leap into action, however, her hind limbs had lunged towards Bullfrog.

My weapon hit the cold outer shell of her chest, in an attempt to slice the metal but the only thing that sprung from the impact was sparks.

Sarah cackled at my mistake, however, I wasted no time throwing my second weapon into her face.

“Argh!” Sarah yelled, my weapon didn’t do much damage however it was the distraction Bullfrog needed to plunge his weapon into a fault of her back.

In a split second, I was thrown away. Her limbs now focused on trying to attack Bullfrog. My back hit the metal cage of wasteland inhabitants, sending a ripple of pain through my body.

I landed on the floor on my stomach, the only thing I could feel was pain.

—

When the mission was over, Sarah usually called all of us back, however me and bullfrog had finished with our part early.

Laying on the rooftop of the building, Bullfrog and I gazed into the dark purple sky. Only the brightest of stars ceiling itself through the extreme light pollution in this concrete jungle.

Lazily flipping my head to look at Bullfrog, I was shocked to find his eyes already resting on me.

“What? Are you watching me, creep?” I tease.

“Is it a sin to say I find you more worthy of my attention rather than the sky?” His eyes were filled with love, he never broke eye contact while speaking this sentence.

This time it was my turn to bashfully look away. His words always had a way of flustering me.

“Well what if a planet exploded and we all died, what would happen then?” I say, trying to sabotage the moment cause I can’t handle flirting that well.

An amused exhale exited out of Bullfrog before saying,

“At least in death, my last moments I would be what I love the most, Mon cœur.”

My face heated up, and I broke eye contact by once again looking away.

“Aw, look who can’t handle flirting? You know, you were talking big talk earlier but now-“

“Shut up!” I completely roll over. Trying to keep my pride intact.

“I swear you’re like a child.” Bullfrog chuckle. I present a middle finger to him behind me, in return I feel his lips press into the palm of my hand after he took my hands in his.

The damn sly mother fucker.

——

I watched as Bullfrog stuck his weapon into Sarah’s metallic throat, her scream completely cutting off mid-screech. He dodged her limb, the spider-like leg burying itself deep into her head.

Bullfrog hopped off, a glare attacking Sarah as she malfunctioned and began to attack herself more. Her legs turned inwards and buried themselves throughout her body.

Stepping back as she fell, Bullfrog looked behind him. I could only watch with an unfocused gaze as he bolted towards me.

“No, no, no, no!” He muttered, rushing over and putting his hand on my lower abdomen. That was when I finally looked down.

Deep crimson was all I could see.

Bullfrog's hand pressed against the wound, I can tell it would hurt but I could barely register that.

——

“Do you want my eggs?” I question, poking at the pale, sickly yellow-tinted blurb of ‘scrambled eggs’.

“Non. I’ll pass.” Bullfrog poked at his own eggs, a grimace on his face.

“Who the fuck cooks this shit? I swear they’re trying to poison us. Bullfrog lets out a small ‘Oui’, and the conversation falls silent.

I push my food out of the way and direct my body towards him, giving him my full attention.

“You know, you’re a tall glass of water.” I flirt. It was cheesy, I know but saying anything would be better than cramming this “food” down my throat.

“Oh? Is that so?”

“Mhm, yeah, you’re like you know. Uh you know the gah damn. Uhhhh” I stammered, confused on what I was even trying to say.

“You know just forget what I was talking about, amazing weather we’re-“

“What if I kissed you.” Bullfrog’s accent curled over the words, adding their own flare.

“What?”

“What if I kissed you?”

“I mean, by all means, take the lead bu-“

Within an instant, he stood up on the chair, his small but strong stature grabbing my shirt and resting his lips on mine. The kiss was short, but sweet. When he pulled back, I could only look at him with stunned eyes.

“Damn was I annoying you that bad?”

“Non, mon cœur. I was thinking about it and I saw an opportunity. Better now than never, no?” Bullfrog stated, a small smile resting on his face.

“Hm. I suppose that is better than whatever this fucking shit is.” I gesture to the plate of lab-grown ‘eggs’.

—-

Ripping off a piece of his cloak, he stuffed the wound, pain shocked through my body, I know he was trying to stop the bleeding but the pain felt like too much. My head dropped and my vision flickered before my eyes.

My neck felt weak, I felt weak. Everything feels weak.

“No no no, mon cœur stay with me!” Bullfrog gently slapped my face in an attempt to keep me awake. His touch felt muted to me.

“Bullfrog…I’m so tired” I warn. I knew by any means this was not good. Fuck! I wish there was a way to just try again! I don’t deserve to die! Not when I just started this relationship with him.

In this instance, I saw movement by Sarah’s metallic body. While Bullfrog was fussing over me, realization kicked in.

“Bullfrog! Get Awa-“

BOOM!

[jkkyks]

If someone ever talks to me about luck / destiny, I will instantly mention your name.

My lifelong friend 🩷 you're my secret keeper and my starting point for everything new. The source of my strength from which I draw a smile to move toward greater successes every time.

I love how you're my mood pill, and that when someone sees me smiling at my phone, they say:

"She's talking to Jana.."

You inspire my soul to continue facing life again, because you are the strongest and best to face every pain.

I will forever be thankful to you, ma lune 🩷

I love you 💋

This is one of the best things I have read in a while♥️.

I am so lucky to have you around , you are absolutely the best thing that happened to me in 2023, no doubt. I dunno how I would have gone through this year, without running to you in every little thing. I am glad I can be the warm hug for you just as how you are for me.

Thank you for existing 💋 Je t’adore !♥️.

[gothhabiba]

Plug-in’s [company hired by Moroccan broadcasting company 2M to dub foreign media] team included translators who wrote scripts in Moroccan Arabic, Standard Arabic and French. Plug-in co-director Chraïbi explained that “Nous avons dû ‘créer’ un nouveau langage… une nouvelle darija, qui ne soit ni trop casablancaise, ni trop fassie, ni trop chamalie, ni trop vulgaire” (Ziraoui 2009), ‘we had to create a new language… a new Moroccan Arabic, that isn’t too Casablancan, too Fessi, too Northern or too vulgar’ (my translation). For example, curse words in the original language recording were not translated into the curse words commonly associated with the speech of inner city Casablanca residents, but instead were changed or removed altogether. This ideology that the work at Plug-in consisted of creating a neutral or an unmarked variety of Moroccan Arabic that “everybody” could listen to and understand was one I heard repeatedly from voice actors and staff at Plug-in. It was a position that aligned with the generally held ideology discussed in Chapter 1 that Moroccan Arabic was the lingua franca of Morocco. As shown earlier in the present chapter, however, the observation was made by viewers that the variety of Moroccan Arabic used in dubbing was not neutral, for various reasons, including that it was marked too strongly as Casablancan and that the lexical items chosen were ‘dirty’ and ‘rough.’ Indeed, the fact that there are no ideologically “neutral” translations, in that all translations involve the negotiation and discursive construction of social and linguistic relations of power, is one that has long been recognized by linguists and anthropologists (Jaffe 1999b). The basic assumption by Plug-in that a Moroccan Arabic translation would be understood by “all” Moroccans[] erased a significant body of viewers who were monolingual Tamazight speakers. My question to employees at Plug-in if serious consideration was ever given to creating a Tamazight translation of a foreign series was met with laughter and incredulity.

— Jennifer Lee Hall, Debating Darija: Language Ideology and the Written Representation of Moroccan Arabic in Morocco (PhD dissertation), 2015, pp. 210-11

Jaffe, Alexandra 1999b Locating Power: Corsican Translators and Their Critics. In Language Ideological Debates. J. Blommaert, ed. Language, Power and Social Process, Vol. 2. Berlin: Mouton de Gruyter.

Ziraoui, Youssef 2009 Darija. Série Je T’aime, Série Je T’adore.

[coolvieilledentelle]

Le tour du monde était un bien pauvre voyage... À côté du voyage où je pars avec toi... Chaque jour je t’adore et mieux et davantage

Où tu vis c’est mon toit.

Jean Cocteau

[feride11]

Türkçe – Seni Seviyorum❤️✨

İngilizce – I love you❤️🔗

Afrika Dili- Ek het jou lief🐰🔗

Albanian – Te dua❤️💍

Arapça – Ana behibak❤️🔗

Arapça – Ana behibek 🖤✨

Bambara – M’bi fe♥️💦

Bangla – Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi♥️🤞🏻

Belarus Dili – Ya tabe kahayu🖤🔗

Bisaya – Nahigugma ako kanimo💙💍

Bulgarca – Obicham te💍❤️

Kamboçya Dili- Soro lahn nhee ah🐰💜

Cantonese Çince – Ngo oiy ney a✨🐰

Catalan – T’estimo💜💨

Cheyenne – Ne mohotatse❤️💍

Chichewa – Ndimakukonda❤️🔗

Corsican – Ti tengu caru 🐰❤️

Creol – Mi aime jou❤️🔗

Hırvatça – Volim te❤️😍

Çekçe – Miluji te😍✨

Dan Dili – Jeg Elsker Dig❤️✨

Belçika Dili – Ik hou van jou❤️🔗

Esperanto – Mi amas vin💍❤️

Estonya Dili – Ma armastan sind💍♥️

Ethiopya Dili – Afgreki’❣️🔗

Faroese – Eg elski teg🐰🔗

Farsça – Doset daram❤️💍

Filipin Dili – Mahal kita❤️✨

Fince – Mina rakastan sinua❤️🔗

Fransızca – Je t’aime, Je t’adore🐰✨

Gaelic – Ta gra agam ort🖤✨

Georgian – Mikvarhar💙💦

Almanca – Ich liebe dich💍❤️

Hiligaynon – Palangga ko ikaw♥️🔗

Hawai Dili – Aloha wau ia oi💦🔗

Hebrew – Ani ohev otah ♥️🔗

Hebrew – Ani ohev et otha ♥️🔗

Hiligaynon – Guina higugma ko ikaw💦🔗

Hinduca – Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae♥️🔗

Hmong – Kuv hlub koj😍🔗

Hopi – Nu’ umi unangwa’ta♥️🔗

Macarca – Szeretlek♥️🔗

Icelandic – Eg elska tig♥️🔗

Ilonggo – Palangga ko ikaw♥️🔗

Endonezya Dili – Saya cinta padamu🔗💚

Inuit – Negligevapse💚🔗

İrlanda Dili – Taim i’ ngra leat🔗💚

Italyanca – Ti amo💙🔗

Japonca – Aishiteru💦🔗

Kannada – Naanu ninna preetisuttene♥️🔗

Kapampangan – Kaluguran daka💚🔗

Kiswahili – Nakupenda♥️🔗

Konkani – Tu magel moga cho💚🔗

Korece – Sarang Heyo❤️🔗

Latince – Te amo✨❤️

Latvian – Es tevi miilu✨❤️

Lebanese – Bahibak✨❤️

Lithuanian – Tave myliu✨❤️

Malay – Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu✨❤️

Malayalam – Njan Ninne Premikunnu✨❤️

Mandarin Chinese – Wo ai ni✨❤️

Marathi – Me tula prem karto✨❤️

Mohawk – Kanbhik❤️✨

Moroccan – Ana moajaba bik❤️💍

Nahuatl – Ni mits neki❤️💍

Navaho – Ayor anosh’ni💙🔗

Norwegian – Jeg Elsker Deg💙🔗

Pandacan – Syota na kita!!💙🔗

Pangasinan – Inaru Taka💙🔗

Papiamento – Mi ta stimabo💙🔗

Persian – Doo-set daaram💙🔗

Pig Latin – Iay ovlay ouyay💙🔗

Polonya Dili – Kocham Ciebie💙🔗

Portakizce – Eu te amo😌❤️

Romanya Dili – Te iubesc😌❤️

Rusça – Ya tebya liubliu😌❤️

Scot Gaelic – Tha gra’dh agam ort😌❤️

Sırpça – Volim te✨❤️

Setswana – Ke a go rata✨❤️

İşaret Dili – ,,,/✨❤️

Sindhi – Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan🐰❣️

Sioux – Techihhila🐰❣️

Slovakça – Lu`bim ta🐰❣️

Slovenya Dili – Ljubim te🐰❣️

İspanyolca – Te quiero / Te amo🐰❣️

Swahili – Ninapenda wewe♥️🔗

İşveççe – Jag alskar dig♥️🔗

İşviçre Almancası – Ich lieb Di♥️🔗

Tagalog – Mahal kita♥️🔗

Tayvanca – Wa ga ei li💍❤️

Tahiti Dili- Ua Here Vau Ia Oe💍❤️

Tamil – Nan unnai kathalikaraen💍❤️

Telugu – Nenu ninnu premistunnanu💍❤️

Thai – Chan rak khun 💍❤️

Thai – Phom rak khun 💍❤️

Ukrayna Dili- Ya tebe kahayu💍❤️

Urdu Dili – mai aap say pyaar karta hoo💍❤️

Vietnamca –Anh ye^u em❤️🔗

Vietnamca – Em ye^u anh ❤️

Welsh – ‘Rwy’n dy garu❤️🔗

Yiddish – Ikh hob dikh❤️🔗

Yoruba – Mo ni fe❤️🔗

Azerice-Seni Sevirem

Yunanca – S’agapo🔗❤️

Gujarati – Hoo thunay prem karoo💙🔗 choo♥️🔗

Hiligaynon – Palangga ko ikaw♥️🔗

Hawai Dili – Aloha wau ia oi💦🔗

Hebrew – Ani ohev otah ♥️🔗

Hebrew – Ani ohev et otha ♥️🔗

Hiligaynon – Guina higugma ko ikaw💦🔗

Hinduca – Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae♥️🔗

Hmong – Kuv hlub koj😍🔗

Hopi – Nu’ umi unangwa’ta♥️🔗

Macarca – Szeretlek♥️🔗

Icelandic – Eg elska tig♥️🔗

Ilonggo – Palangga ko ikaw♥️🔗

Endonezya Dili – Saya cinta padamu🔗💚

Inuit – Negligevapse💚🔗

İrlanda Dili – Taim i’ ngra leat🔗💚

Italyanca – Ti amo💙🔗

Japonca – Aishiteru💦🔗

Kannada – Naanu ninna preetisuttene♥️🔗

Kapampangan – Kaluguran daka💚🔗

~s~

Götürəndə zəhmət olmasa emoji atın♥️

[cruxymox]

for this strange mind i bring transition

( location, crooked limbs, change

i press palm to edge (( sharp

& sand?

wet sand, scent of sunsweet

or - sugary and - red velvet

it pushes my hand gentle & grand

away from this door, now, dull

( you brought some, sleep i suppose, je t’adore

i press head to flesh (( cold

& how?

cannot let go

of - this torn branch - this gravestone

it pushes my hand gentle & slow