#OtAT

[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

Never shared but figured why not, this is my version of Yax as young adults in this universe, first time tackling these two.

[undressrehearsal]

Really just wanted to share this snippet of the book I'm writing 🫣

[szynkaaa]

04. In Which They Have Language Lessons Together

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“What are those symbols you are writing above?” A bored monkey king was lounged in a chair next to me, his eyes following my hands gripping my fountain pen and scribbling things into a book that Shen Monkey gave me. Or rather, he was going to throw it away, and I decided to take it. It first started out with just being curious to see how books were made in ye olde ancient China, and then turned to slightly horrified when I realized, I can’t read half of the text inside.  

I usually pride myself with being able to understand and speak Chinese fluently. Informal Chinese, but better than nothing. My reading skills were also good enough to be able to read Chinese boys love web novels at three am in the dark, on the bed sideways with autor-otate turned off on the phone.  

The unfortunate reality was that I learned how to read simplified Chinese, which in my world was adapted less than 100 years ago from my time. That means while I was able to recognize some words and characters, a lot of I was not able to read the full text and understand the context.  

It’s like having learned French for a year on-and-off and when you open up The Little Prince in French, you are only able to understand every third word or less. Sometimes you understood the sentence context, other times there were just too many unfamiliar vocabularies for me to make any sense of what it was trying to say.  

Not being able to read a text in a language that I was familiar gave me a sense of loss of control, and there was nothing less I liked than not being in control of things in my life.  

So that was something I needed to rectify, and unfortunately for my favorite monkey, you were tasked with helping me learn how to read some words. And you seemed to be very happy when I approached you and asked you to help me. I haven’t seen much of you lately, as you were busy discussing with your generals and rebuilding Mount Huaguo, making sure it was habitable again, so I supposed you jumped at the first chance to be able to spend more time with me.  

Might have also heard you yelling ‘Clear my schedule for the next few days’ to your advisors, who did not look very happy about it but did not argue further with you.  

So here we are now, sitting outside in a nice forest clearing close to the waterfall, with books and papers and ink and brushes scattered across the table. You plucked a few of your fur, chewed on them and then blew them out to turn them into furniture.  

Very practical to have a walking and talking IKEA store with me.  

The ‘symbols’ you’re asking about are the Pinyin I was writing above the Chinese. “Those are Latin letters,” I explained “back in my world, we use Pinyin as a way to write down how Chinese characters sound, and have a standardized system. It uses Latin letters, because it also helps foreigners to learn Chinese.” The explanation was a very dumbed down one, but I hoped it was enough for you to understand the gist of it. “By writing it down above the characters I don’t recognize, I will know now how this word is pronounced. So the next step will be memorizing and hopefully next time I see the same character in another text, I can point at it and go ‘Hey, I know this because Old Sun taught me this’”.  

Your tail perked up at me calling you Old Sun, and you grinned. “So this is why you want my help. Do not fret, with your Monkey King as your teacher, you will be able to read every text in the mortal realm.” You boasted, tail now swinging left and right.  

My hair fell over my face, the long strand dipping into the clay tray that was holding the black ink. I grimaced at the ink staining the tip of my hair, and tucked the strand over my ear. My hair has goes a bit over my shoulder now. I was mostly used to short hair, but you liked to play with my longer hair, so I haven’t gotten around to cut it yet.  

“Latin letters...” you repeated what I said, and then pointed at the Pinyin again, “Is this the writing system used when you speak ‘English’?”  

I had to bite back a laugh, remembering your very confused face the first time you heard me cussing and cursing out loud in English at a yaoguai, because sometimes it was better they didn’t understand what my filthy mouth was saying.  

“Yeah, it's that. There are many other languages that use the same writing system.” More hair fell into my face, but you reacted fast this time and put the tray of ink color away before my hair could dip into it again. I gathered my hair in my hands and tucked it under my hanfu, hoping they will stay there.  

“Chinese and English... Impressive, my cherry blossom speaks knows two languages.” You said, a grin across your face, like you were very proud about the fact that I was multilingual.  

“Four.” I corrected you, and took a sip from my tea. You raised your eyebrow, even more impressed now. “Except three of them are virtually useless here, and I am struggling to read basic text here.” I added, pointing at said text book in front of me.  

My hair fell forward once again, and you could tell that I was getting frustrated by having to constantly pull my hair back somehow.  

“Why do you not use the hairpin gifted to you by the zodiac villagers.” You asked, there was a bit of bite in that question. The hairpin you were referring to was a birthday present from the villagers, given to me when I was seeking shelter there and hiding away from you for a few weeks. I think a part of you was also hurt that you missed my birthday when I was avoiding you, and I insisted that it was alright, and you didn’t have to get me anything.  

“I don’t know how to use it.” I replied, thinking back about the hairpin sitting on my vanity, unused.  

You remained silent at first, so I went back to studying and copying characters I was unfamiliar with, repeating the Pinyin silently trying to memorize it, when is saw from the corner of my eye how you picked Jingubang out of your ear. I looked up again, your golden staff now the size of a hairpin in your hand.  

“Face me and do not move.” You commanded.  

I did as you asked, putting my pen down and shuffled in my chair to be facing you. My heart was starting to pick up speed, my gut predicting what is coming next.  

You leaned forward, close to my face. With Jingubang in one hand, you used your free hand to gather my hair, and then moved both hands back to twist it a few times around your staff. In a few seconds, my hair out of my face, and tied up neatly around Jingubang.  

You then leaned back, and had a big proud smile on your face. “There, now you do not have to worry about the ink staining your whole black hair back.” You said, referring also to our time on the road when I temporarily tried to dye my hair black.  

My face heated up, and I carefully reached a hand to the back of my head to feel your masterwork, fingers running over Jingubang. There was something very precious and special knowing that he transformed his trusty golden staff into the size of a hairpin and then tied my hair up for me...  

“Thank you.” I said sincerely, and without thinking much, I quickly moved my head forward and planted a kiss on the cheek-part of your face that was covered in fur. The result was instant: The tip of your ears was turning red and a big red blush began to blossom on your face. Oh, how I loved seeing you blush, and even more when it was me who caused it.  

With the speed your tail was waggling, one would think you were trying to dust the floor.  

“Do you wanna know how to write your name in Pinyin?”

  

[pinsque]

Okei moderni kauhuleffaidea:

Olet yksin kotona. Ulkona on pimeää. Olet valmistautunut rentouttavaan koti-iltaan ja sinulla on sipsit, popparit, karkit ynnä muut mässyt aseteltuna olkkarin pöydälle ja leffa valmiina pyörimään.

Olet juuri asettautunut mukavasti ja päässyt leffassa alkuteksteistä hieman pidemmälle, kun puhelin soi. Tuntematon numero? Painat ärtyneenä punaista luuria. Jatkat elokuvan katselua.

Pihalla olohuoneen ikkunan takana seisoo vaalea hahmo, mutta et huomaa tätä, sillä olet niin uppoutunut leffaelämykseen.

Hetken kuluttua puhelimesi soi uudestaan. Päätät vastata, josse vaikka onkin kaverisi jota näit juuri samana aamuna.

- "HYVÄÄ ILTAA! Ihan semmoisella asialla soittelen ett�� nyt olisi erikoishintaan tämä kiinteähintainen kuukausiliittymä..."

- "Ei kiitos!" toteat nopeasti ja katkaiset puhelun. Olet entistäkin ärtyneempi ja ihmettelet miten puhelinmyyjät kehtaavatkin nykyään soitella jopa ilta-aikaan. Laitat puhelimesi lentokonetilaan saadaksesi katsoa elokuvan loppuun rauhassa.

Aikaa kuluu. Olet juuri elokuvan jännittävimmässä kohdassa kun - Puhelimesi pärähtää soimaan!! Miten hemmetissä? Otat luurin käteesi ja katsot sitä.

Lentokonetila on edelleen päällä.

Puhelin soi silti.

Ihokarvasi nousevat pystyyn ja tunnet epämääräistä kuvotuksen tunnetta. Sammutat puhelimesi ja viet sen eteisen laatikkoon. Olkoot saatana siellä, ajattelet.

Katsot elokuvan loppuun kaikessa rauhassa. Myöhemmin menet suihkuun ja varmuuden vuoksi lukitset vessan oven. Olet juuri saippuoimassa hiuksiasi, kun kuulet vaimean kolahduksen, ihan kuin ulko-ovi olisi käynyt.

Laitat hetkeksi suihkua pienemmälle ja kuuntelet valppaana. Hiljaisuus. Jatkat suihkuttelua. Puhelimesi alkaa soida kovaan ääneen eteisessä. Säpsähdät ja kiroat ääneen, taitaa saatanan luuri olla ihan rikki, no vien sen ensi viikolla vaihtoon. Puhelimen soittoääni tuntuu aina vain voimistuvan, kunnes katkeaa äkisti.

Joku räplää vessan lukkoa. Et kuule sitä koska huuhtelet juuri hiuksiasi.

Vaalea hahmo astuu kylpyhuoneeseen. Suihkuverho vetäistään sivuun.

Huudat säikähdyksestä! Yhtä kovalla äänellä pirteä ääni huutaa takaisin "NIIN MINÄ TÄSSÄ VAAN SIITÄ KIINTEÄHINTAISESTA LIITTYMÄSTÄ VIELÄ... "

Olet täysin tyrmistynyt, häkeltynyt ja shokissa. Jotenkin tämä perkeleen puhelinmyyjä on päässyt kämppääsi ja myy sinulle väkisin liittymää omassa suihkussasi. Ryntäät ulos suihkusta huutaen kirouksia ja uhkauksia edelleen kylpyhuoneessasi seisovalle liittymämyyjälle, nappaat puhelimesi eteisestä ja ryhdyt soittamaan 112.

Puhelu ei yhdisty. Soitat uudestaan. Ei toimi. Kätesi alkavat täristä.

Liittymämyyjä on hiljaa seurannut sinua eteiseen ja ilmoittaa että datapakettisi on valitettavasti vanhentunut mutta voit saada uuden erikoishintaan nyt vain 24,99/kk. Silmissäsi pimenee ja luhistut eteisen lattialle.

...

Heräät sairaalassa. Kaikkialla on hiljaista ja valoisaa. Ikkunasta paistaa aurinko. Hengität rauhallisesti. Viimeinkin turvassa! Hoitaja tervehtii sinua maskin takaa, annostelee lääkkeesi, sekä ojentaa sinulle lasin vettä. Juuri kun olet nielaisemassa lääkkeitäsi, hoitaja raottaa maskiaan ja siirtää sen sivuun.

Kauhuksesi näet sen saman liittymämyyjän kasvot, joka vainosi sinua vain päivää aiemmin! Huutaisit, mutta hanskoitettu käsi painuu suullesi.

Liittymämyyjä hyssyttelee sinua hetken ja aloittaa sitten hellästi kuiskaten: "Nyt kun olemme viimein kahden, niin voisin kertoa lisää tästä edullisesta datapaketista..."

[pepperonitowerask]

Just uh... just play along for now Fakino, I don't think Peppino is exactly, um, stable, right now.

Fakino: "Eropas noub nu àrva eraf oilgov ehc olleuq es os non am, am!" (But, but I don't know if what I want to make will taste good!)

Peppino: "Why worry about-a that? Just make what you want to-a make! I promise, I won't judge."

Fakino: "..."

Peppino: "... Ok, ok. Look, I'll even turn my back, alright? And you can just tell me when you're ready."

...

...

...

Fakino: "Ottaf… onos." (I'm... done.)

Peppino: "Oooooo let me see lemme see-"

Peppino: "... Oh! Oh that must be the Noise, huh!"

Fakino: "Otasnep oh iuc a asoc amirp al atats è idniuq, etnemamitlu iul rep otapuccoerp orevvad otats onos ,oi! ìS-" (Yes! I, I've been really worried about him lately, so he's the first thing I thought of-)

Peppino: "What a wonderful imitation! You two must be friends then! Oh, I'll go and put this in the-a oven straight away!"

[aleksiskivi]

life hack: jos kaupan paistopistetuotteet on kappalehinnoiteltu, niin sinun asiakkaana ei tarvitse laskea sitä tuotetta itsepalveluvaa'alle kun tulostat etiketin. koska sillä painolla ei oo mitään väliä. painat vaan nappeja ja otat etiketin. ymmärrätkö

[orangejinxy]

Hii everyone!! You should check out this link about OTAT ( ovaries talk about them)! It can help you learn more about this cause and learn how to help those in need. Please read it or donate if you can ❤️ https://camilla-and-marc-ovaries-talk-about-them.raiselysite.com/

[because-its-eurovision]

Liittyen sun Kesärauha käärijä giffi postaukseen, jos olet yhä innokas tekemään giffejä ja otat ideoita vastaan niin saako toivoa klo23:n aikana nähtävää pientä tanssia giffattuna? Ylen striimistä löytyy kohdasta 12:00

Kutsuitte 🫡

[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

Off the Animation Table: A Fight for Freedom Synopsis

In a world where cartoons walk amongst us, Michael and Minerva Mouse are released January 1st, 2024, after being held captive for decades by The Castle Studios,

However, as they settle into their new life and heal from past trauma, they find the world around them isn't as accepting as they once thought, and with an unexpected surprise. One Michael Mouse must decide if he still has the fight within him to protect what needs to be protected.

.

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A/N: so this is inspired by the book that inspired the legendary film Who Framed Roger Rabbit, called Who Censored Roger Rabbit,

I will warn you now that copyright will be a running 4th wall break gag in this. It's supposed to be annoying, just like this whole copyright situation is, an example of this gag

A female rabbit stepped forwards, a paw out out

“My names Dorothy Eileen, Mr Mouse but you can call me Dolly,”

He eyed her an eyebrow going up, bright orange feet and muzzle, her fur steel grey. She mimicked him eyebrow raised and retracted the hand instead, moving them to her hips, "Something wrong there, Doc?”

“Aren't you the daughter of-”

"Ap ap ap, copyright,” She pointed towards the ceiling,”They ain't loose till 2034, but yes long story,”

I am working on the first chapters now.

[undressrehearsal]

lowkey hyped about this exchange in my book

captain: look at you you're begging for me

princess: you won't hear it again - royalty doesn't beg.

captain: we'll see about that

GAGGED (self-inflicted)

[karilapio]

"Hei ei mitään hätää sen asunnon etsimisen kanssa, mähän voin hätätapauksessa mennä bussilla kun opiskelijat saa puoleen hintaan"

Bussit: lol eipäs saa sama hinta, ehkä 50senttiä jos otat huonoimman mahdollisen ajan

MITÄ HELVETTIÄ TÄÄLLÄ ON TAPAHTUNUT

[romanttinen-rotankolo]

Jakorasia pilven päällä

kuinka paljon neitsyen

pitää katsoa pornoa

ollakseen hyvä

sängyssä

sä olit katsonut varmaan

aika paljon

sä et ollut ennen mua edes

puhunut naisille

et suudellut

arasti

mä olin

jakorasia

sä sait kunnarin

sanoin

et ymmärtänyt

et tietenkään

et tajunnut että pääsit kerralla

ykköspesältä

loppuun asti

näytit haltioituneelta

kun koskit rintojani

nuolaisit

kai se on kokemus

kaikille

nuorille miehille

nähdä naisen tissit

ensi kertaa muualla

kuin pornosivuilla

kuuma milf odottaa

sinua 1km päässä

ei odota

saavun luoksesi

öisin

iltatöideni jälkeen

työttömänä et nuku

pelaat lolia aamuun asti

tai sitten heräät

aamuyöllä

kustannan verorahoillani

mielelläni kotona

makaamistasi

jos otat minut

viereesi

maistut marjavapelta

blue raspberry

säälittävää

polttaisit edes tupakkaa

kuten kaikki

kunnon ihmiset

pullamössösukupolvi ei kestä

syövän makua suussaan

ne haluavat mansikkaa ja hattaraa

meillä on ikäeroa vain

viisikymmentä viikkoa

olet nuorempi

aikuistumisessa kuitenkin

valovuosia takana

vaikka minäkin olen

edelleen

täysi lapsi

mikä sinun kaltaisessa miehessä

vetää puoleensa

onko ne nuo

silmät

pehmeät kädet

jotka silittää

pitää hyvänä

vai se että

olet yhtä emotionaalisesti

rikki ja etäinen

kuin minä

sua ahdistaa

mua ahdistaa

korjaa minut

korjaan sinut

aamulla pidät minua

kainalossa

rutistat

uppoan sinuun

sanot että

sinusta tuntuu kuin

suojelisit minua

vaikka ei ole mitään

vaaraa

minusta tuntuu

samalta

tiedän että suojelet

minua itseltäni

kannabiksen haju oksettaa

hyi vittu

silti työnnän nenäni syvemmälle

kaulaasi

vedän henkeä

nukahdat viereeni

töihin mennessä pelkään

haisevani pilveltä

laukeat sisääni

ensimmäistä kertaa

ilmeesi on raukea

iloinen

yllättynyt

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olet kuulemma vielä pahempi downgreidaus

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ja joka halusi tuoda kukkia

ei se tuonut

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et halua parisuhdetta

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ja yhden lapsen

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lapsia

siitä tulisi tappavan söpö

mutta

ahdistunut

riippuvainen

jakorasia

ehkä

onko se merkki narsismista

että koen suurta tyydytystä

ollessani sun ensimmäinen

kaikessa

vai ilmaiseeko se vain

sitä että

olen aina toivonut olevani

jollekin edes hieman

erityinen

[daily-hyosatsu]

The name 小舘 is usually read Kodate, but it can potentially be Odate, Kotate, Kodachi, Otate, Oyakata, or Kotachi. A more common name (for reasons that you will soon understand) is 大館, usually Ōdate, Ōdachi, or Ōya, but also potentially Ōtachi, Ōtate, Odate, or Ōyagata.

小, as we covered yesterday, means little or small. It’s read ちい.さい, こ, お, さ, or ショウ.

舘 is new to this blog! It means mansion, large building, or palace (hence there being more 大館s than 小舘s; a small large building?). It's read やかた, たて, or カン.

Actually, I just learned today 舘 is a variant of the more familiar 館. The reading カン comes from radical they have in common, 官, meaning bureaucrat, government, or organ. The radicals they don't have in common are related: 飠(from 食) means eat or food, and 舌 means tongue (with a crown of 个, which means individual but is not commonly used in Japanese).

[pepperonitowerask]

Hey, if we're all just chillin in here, maybe we can make conversation! I was wondering, where did you all come from, yknow, before the tower? Were you made there?

Gustavo: "Well, I used to be quite the adventurer before all of this nonsense with the tower started happening! I... hah, I'll admit, I wasn't sure if I was going to be following along with Peppino all that much- I'd seen the guy in passin', but never really talked to him... think I ended up helpin' him more than I'll ever really know."

Noise: "Hello? I know that I've got big ol' dreams when it comes to running my own tv show, but to pass up an opportunity to fight my RIVAL? You'd be pullin' my god damn LEG! Why wouldn't I take up a spot in the tower, huh?"

Pepperman: "My dearest friend, you have no IDEA how low priced that art studio was... so roomy, with all the paints I could ever ask for- to a struggling artist such as myself? A space like that was heaven on earth. Shame it, ah... shame it had to go to that Beast that Vigilante so bravely fought."

Vigilante: "... Ok, ok, I'm not one to usually be so gullible. But, hell, can you blame me for wantin' something different than the farm life? A chance to really utilize what my Pops taught me, and scare the hide off some wanted criminal? I... hah, I kind of rushed at the first chance I got. Hope he ain't holdin' a grudge- would have loved to get a chance to explain m'self."

Fakino: "Rep ottaf otats è im e-" ("And I was made to-")

Fakino: "..."

Fakino: "... Atropmi non." (...Nevermind.)

[demonfowl]

Jos otat piirustustoiveita vastaan niin haluatko piirtää barbipidätyskuvameemin jostain tuntsashipistä?

Ties kuinia monen kuukauden jälkeen mutta mitäpä pienistä... (Älkää välittäkö et ne on LAPD:n kyltit en jaksanu ettiä realistisia miljöösopivia vastaavia hysss)