#and i don't really appreciate that? it feels like it's tricking me into applauding how it says so much when it hasn't said Anything

[bogkeep]

i saw the new ghibli movie yesterday, an experience that was a lot like seeing the green knight, very "that was cool but i have no idea what happened just now." except i think rewatching the green knight would let me connect some more dots, while rewatching heron movie would be purely for enjoying the animation and the vibes and not even try to grasp the plot because i think it would be detrimental to my enjoyment of it.

[libraryledge]

A Part of My Story (A Reimagined Tale Set in the World of Wonka) Chapter 4

I stood at the center of the Galleries Gourmet and observed the scene unfolding before me. In fact, I wasn’t the only one who had taken an interest in the spectacle. A crowd had formed in the shopping square, eagerly watching as the show began. The performance in question: Willy Wonka balancing on an apple box while waving a blue flag.

Like with most things that Willy did, I wasn’t sure what to expect. However, in the short time of knowing him, I learned to trust the process as he always had something magical to both metaphorically and literally pull out of his top hat. The crowd, I noticed, was bubbling with excitement, which peaked my curiosity in what I was about to experience.

Willy stopped waving the flag and stomped down loudly on the apple box to get the crowd’s attention. “Ladies and gentlemen of the Galley Gourmet. My name is Willy Wonka! I have an incredible feat to share with you all today. So quiet up and listen down.” He paused for a moment and chuckled, realizing he said it backwards. “Nope! Scratch that. Reverse it. I present to you, the Hoverchoc”

Willy took off his hat to reveal a jar of blue, yellow, and green chocolates. He unscrewed the lid of the jar, and the treats went floating over the heads of the audience, much like the manner that ones he’d shown me earlier had done to me. The audience gasped and applauded at the mesmerizing display of showmanship. 

“Go ahead. Try one, and take your dreams to new heights,” Willy proclaimed. 

I watched as an elderly woman next to me took a bite of one of the Hoverchocs. Much to my amazement, she began to float in the air. The crowd gasped and then, collectively held its breath in anticipation of what would happen next. The woman let out a hearty laugh, and she floated gracefully above the townspeople. Then, she began to do somersaults and flashy tricks, while maintaining the biggest smile on her face.

“Oh! I haven’t felt this young in so many years!” she exclaimed.

“Glorious! My chocolate will make you feel like a kid again!” Willy replied, beaming. “Alright. Who’s next?” he asked, to which the crowd responded with fervent cheers.

As I watched the men, women, and children line up for a chance to try a Hoverchoc, I spotted a man in a plaid yellow suit, round dark rimmed glasses, and a crooked toupée staring down at the scene from the window of the chocolate shop named Prodnose. In fact, the stores labeled Fickelgruber and Slugworth each had a sullen figure watching the action as well. I knew that Willy was aware of their presence, and I really commended his ability to ignore those who doubted him and continue with his act.

Amidst the hullabaloo, Willy made eye contact with me. I gave him an encouraging thumbs up. He tipped his hat off to me playfully as a sign of gratitude. That’s what I was starting to appreciate about Willy. He didn’t seek external validation for his endeavors, but welcomed it with open arms because he understood the value of his work.

We spent the rest of the day in town spreading the word on Wonka chocolate. Whether it was little children or grown adults, one thing was for sure, they loved their sweets. It was something that bonded everyone, as they took delight in Willy’s confectionery delights.

Once the sun began to set, we headed back to Scubbit and Bleacher’s before the chilly night weather kicked in. As we walked along the rickety path back to the washroom, I heard the silver sovereigns that Willy earned through his chocolate business jingling in his coat pocket. 

“How much did you earn today?” I asked him, curious to know the outcome of the day’s work. 

“I’ve got twelve silver sovereigns in my pocket,” he replied, smiling proudly at me. “But what they don't mention is how stressful it is just to make a dozen silver sovereigns last more than a day.” 

I chuckled. “Tell me about it. I need to find a way to make money, so I can afford to eat something other than slop for dinner.” I said, picturing the unappetizing bowl of gray slush, that Mrs. Scubbit informed me yesterday she would be providing “out of the kindness of her heart”.

Willy took one of the sovereigns out of his pocket and tossed it my way. I caught it and gave him a questioning look. 

“Keep it.” he said to me, sincerely.

“Oh no. You worked hard to earn it. I can’t take this.” I replied, shaking my head.

“Nonsense! You were a big help today. Consider this an advance on that bargain we made yesterday. You’re still planning to teach me to read aren’t you?” he asked with a wink.

I nodded and responded, “Of course! Thank you.”

“As for dinner, why don’t we skip straight to dessert? You haven’t had a chance to try my chocolate yet. There’s a new recipe I want to show you, if you’re up for the challenge," Willy said with an eager look.

Once we managed to sneak back into Scubbit and Bleacher’s, Willy and I tiptoed up the stairs into our room. We’ve only been inside for about a minute when there was a knock on the open door. Noodle was standing in the door frame with a small canister in her hand

“Room service,” she said with a small smile. I waved at her, and Willy rubbed his hands together in glee.

“Noodle! You’re just in time to be one of the very first people to try my latest creation,” Willy said as he ushered her inside, looked down the corridor to make sure no one followed her, and closed the door.

“I’m guessing you had a good day in town today?” Noodle asked, noting the excitement in Willy’s voice. Although to be fair, he usually was in high spirits.

“Better than ok! We earned twelve silver sovereigns from selling my Hoverchocs!” he replied, joyfully. I noted how he said we earned as opposed to I earned and couldn’t help smiling to myself. 

“Glad to hear it,” Noodle replied. I noticed the tiredness in her voice, so I figured I’d ask her about her day.

“Have you had a long day at the wash house?” I asked her sympathetically.

“Actually, that's the one place that Scrubbit warned me to avoid, since talking to other people would be a distraction from my chores," she said, creating air quotes with her fingers. "Instead, I spend my days doing every other task she needs done from delivering the laundry to mending Bleacher’s old socks,” Noodle said with a grimace.

“That’s awful. I’m sorry Noodle.” I replied, feeling terrible for the girl’s circumstances.

Noodle nodded at me gratefully. “Actually, I did hear that you made the other tennant’s day a lot better with that wacky contraption of yours, Willy.”

Willy’s eyes widened with delight as he said, “Did Tiddles have fun today?”

“Well, he certainly wasn’t sniffing around in my business, and he sure worked up an appetite, so I’d say so,” Noodle replied with a chuckle.

“Splendid! I knew that a puppy powered washer was a great idea! Speaking of great ideas…” he began. Willy pulled out a small suitcase, and removed the lock. I expected him to pull out clothing from inside, but instead was astonished to see the case slowly expand to reveal a work station filled with bottles of colorful concoctions, jars of quirky ingredients, and oddly shaped tools.

“Everything I’ll ever need is found inside of my travel factory,” Willy announced proudly. He pumped a strong smelling liquid onto his hands in order to sanitize them. Then, he picked up several bottles, added their contents into a small bowl, and mixed them together. He placed the mixture through a spiral pipe and pushed down on a small lever. Finally, just like magic, a small cloud shaped treat landed on the bowl in front of him.

“I call this a Silver Lining! Feeling down or need a pick me up? Eat one of these to feel enlightened!” Willy announced. He gently took my hand and placed one of the sweets onto my palm. Then, he skipped over to Noodle and gave one to her as well.

Still in awe from the magical trick I’d just witnessed, I took a bite of the Silver Lining. My tongue immediately felt a fizzy sensation, and then, a delicious combination of cinnamon and hazelnut filled my mouth. My brain was buzzing with excitement, as if I’d been struck by a bolt of energy. Any of the uncertainty and disappointment that I’d experienced this morning was gone and replaced by inspiration and gladness. 

I turned and saw Willy resting his elbow on the table and propping his chin on his hand with anticipation. 

“Your honest review madam,” Willy said, smiling at me expectantly. 

“Huh.” I said, trying to describe the sudden rush that I felt from the chocolate. 

“Huh is a good sign indeed.” Willy replied eagerly.

I chuckled. “I’m just trying to find the words. Suddenly, I feel inspired and have so many ideas racing through my mind. It feels….” I trailed off,  trying to describe the sensation to him.

“Hopeful,” supplied Noodle, with a big grin on her face. “It makes me feel that things are going to be ok, no matter how complicated they are right now.”

Willy looked as he was about to explode of jubilation. “Oh Noodle! Yes! That is exactly what I want this treat to do. It’s supposed to show you a faint ray of hope beyond despair.”  

He began to skip around the room as he exclaimed “Inspiration! Motivation!”

Noodle giggled. “You’re Silly Willy.” It was wonderful to see her in good spirits.

Willy rumpled her hair. “It’s true-dle, Noodle, but it makes me ecstatic to hear that my invention worked!” 

“It really is quite amazing," I chimed in. “How do you make them?”

Willy smiled. “They’re made of condensed thunderclouds and liquid sunlight,” he replied simply, as if they were things that could be found at the local shop.

“How exactly did you get those ingredients?” I asked, curious to know how he managed to get such unusual items into his creations.

“I just follow the weather patterns.'' he said matter of factly. “Gloomy weather is great for capturing clouds, and good weather is just right for bottling sunlight. For instance, tonight is perfect for gathering new ingredients because a hard rain’s gonna fall,” he said in a sing-song voice as he winked at me. I giggled because it still didn’t explain how he got the ingredients. 

“Well. The treat is certainly doing its job because I am suddenly filled with inspiration.” I said.

“So does this mean you now have the motivation to write some more?” Willy asked innocently, but I could sense his eager undertone. “Last night was so fun!” he said with a dreamy look on his face.

Noodle gave me a confused look as he said that. I blushed and quickly replied, “He’s talking about how I read him part of the story that I’m writing, before we went to sleep.”

“Oh!” she said with a chuckle. 

“It was amazing Noodle! There’s this little boy named Charlie in the story, and he’s just like you. He doesn’t have a lot in life, but is the sweetest kid around.” 

“Sounds awesome. I love to read, and I spend way too much time at the library.” Noodle said, chuckling sheepishly.

“I think people don’t spend enough time at the library.” I told her reassuringly.

Suddenly a nasally voice came ringing from downstairs. “NOODLE! WHERE ARE YOU?!!!” The sound unpleasantly vibrated through the walls, making the young girl cringe.

“Ugh! Scrubbit’s looking for me!” Noodle said, rolling her eyes “I’ve got to go. Thanks for the chocolate Willy. It’s your greatest yet!”

“Thank you! Next time you can try my macaroons!” Willy said with a grin on his face.

“Your what?” Noodle asked in amusement.

“Macaroons. They’re a French delicacy, and mine work wonders in boosting confidence,” Willy said. “I just need to collect some more of the main ingredient.”

“What is it?” Noodle asked curiously.

“Giraffe milk.” Willy said nonchalantly.

“What? How are you going to…? Actually, never mind,” Noodle said, trying to hide a smile. She turned to head out the door, but Willy beat her to it and enveloped her in a bear hug. I watched as she sank affectionately into his embrace.

“Don’t let them get you down, Noodle.” Willy said sincerely to her. Noodle smiled and waved at us as she headed out the door.

“I can’t wait to hear your story. I’m sure it’s wonderful,” she said to me. 

I smiled. “Thank you. Good luck,” I said as she headed down to Mrs. Scrubbit, who was obnoxiously calling out to her once more.

When Noodle was out of the room, I turned and looked at Willy in amusement as I said, “Giraffe milk macaroons? Do I want to know how you plan to get your main ingredient?”

“To be honest, I don’t know how I plan to get giraffe milk in England. It was much easier to do on my trip to Africa. By my understanding, giraffes don’t roam the streets of London,” Willy replied.

“Huh.” I said as I suddenly recalled a sign I’d seen while we were in town.

“What is it?” Willy asked curiously.

“I’m not sure,” I started to say, and then it hit me. “Huh!” I exclaimed, feeling all the fog from my brain dissipate as an idea came clearly into view. 

“A double-huh!” Willy said as his eyes widened in anticipation. “You’re experiencing the full effect of the Silver Lining! What are you thinking?”

“Well, there’s a zoo around here right?” I asked him, and he nodded gleefully. “I saw a sign in town saying that they have a new giraffe named Abigail. We could start there, but I just don’t know how we are going to convince her to give you some milk.”

“That’s a marvelous idea! Leave the convincing up to me,” Willy replied. I could see the gears shifting in his mind. He didn’t need a Silver Lining to come up with the most unexpected plans. Willy studied me and then asked, “Are you free tomorrow night?” 

I chuckled to myself. Men had asked me that question a few times in my life, but it never involved plans to milk a giraffe. "That depends. Will I be able to try more of the Silver Linings?”

“Oh! You can have more than that! I promised you a lifetime supply of chocolate, remember?” Willy said eagerly. “Something tells me that you and I will make great partners in crime, which will come in handy when avoiding the Chief of Police. He doesn’t really like me either!”

I laughed. “Why?”

“The Chocolate Cartel instructed him to be on my trail. I guess I’ve developed a reputation for myself,�� he said shrugging playfully. “Anyway, can you read to me again tonight?”

“Of course. Actually, there are a few ideas that I’d like to add into the story first if you don’t mind.” I replied.

Willy clapped his hands excitedly and pumped his fist in the air, like an excited child.

“Yes!” he exclaimed, scurrying off to clean up his chocolate making station and get ready for bed

I sat by the window, with the moonlight illuminating my notepad and jotted down my new ideas. They were swirling in my mind, and I felt enlightened in a way that I hadn’t in a long time. Part of me figured it was the result the Silver Lining, but at the same time, it felt like it came from another source. I had only been in London for a few days. I left my family behind, was staying in the most downtrodden wash house, and had my proposal rejected by a publishing company. This was all a recipe for gloom and despair, and yet I was feeling alright. It was as if something or someone was shining a beacon of light upon me, encouraging me to find my way. Amidst the unpredictability of the entire situation, I knew that I would. I picked up my pen and began to write.

[lightvsdark18]

Some responses to voicelines (Jamil)

I applaud your dedication. A deliberate approach makes it easy to handle whatever come your way.

("I can't tell if he's sarcastic or not.")

You're late, you know.

Blame the cat.

I'm no genie of the lamp, but I've amassed quite a bit of power. I couldn't have done it without your help.

:)

I'm kind of a boring guy to be around, you know. I don't follow the latest entertainment or trends. ...You say you do the same thing? You're an odd one.

How am I odd?

With this power, I can... Ah, don't mind me.

*squints*

School Uniform

I was wondering what all the commotion was. There's never a dull moment around you, is there?

I didn't ask for this.

The Ramshackle Dorm lounge certainly has...character. In a good way, I assure you.

Boy, don't lie to me.

You always look like you're busy fussing over something. Is that a hobby of yours?

From what I have been through, it's more like a job.

Do whatever you like, as long as you don't cause trouble. Babysitting one person keeps me busy as it is.

Excuse you?

I wouldn't neglect my studies, if I were you. Missing the basics makes it harder to catch up later... Like a certain someone I know.

But I don't care, and didn't even want to become a student.

P.E. Uniform

What are your plans for today? If you want to exercise, I'd appreciate it if you could be Kalim's dance partner.

But I can't dance.

Is it customary to casually touch others where you're from?

My shoe fell off, relax.

Ceremonial Robes

I can see that you're feeling anxious. Easy now, deep breaths...

You're talking to me like I'm freaking out. I'm doing breath techniques, I promise you.

Why are you so fidgety? Hold your head high and wear your attire proudly.

But the robes make me uncomfortable though. Also, my body is getting stiff.

Dorm Uniform

What happened? You look like you've found an oasis in the desert.

Kalim gave me food ;-;

Ramshackle Dorm isn't so bad. It's very...uncluttered. That must make it easier to clean.

You say that, but cleaning a whole dorm that's unstable is not easy.

Are you getting used to dorm life? I suppose I don't need to worry; you do have a lot of friends.

Eh, it's still unbelievable given my position.

I was just whipping up a light snack for Kalim at his pestering. You must have an acute sense of smell.

That's because I'm always hungry.

Sometimes, when I see the way you struggle in spite of your magical ineptitude, it feels like my own troubles are downright silly in comparison.

Don't say that.

Gala Couture

I don't see Grim around. Did he wander off? Ugh. You and I share the same babysitting struggles.

(tired) Yeah.

The bird embroidery is striking, don't you think? I'm rather fond of it. They say the Sorcerer of the Sands brought a bird with him everywhere he went.

Oh yeah, what was his name?

These bracelets are heavy. I'm concerned they might throw off my balance when I'm dancing.

Yeah, I would have the same fear.

Halloween

The full moon calls werewolves forth. Feast your eyes on these razor-sharp claws and fangs!

Oh look, a puppy. Heh heh.

Don't get too close, now. I bite.

... I'm not even going to make a comment on that.

Halloween always gets me in the mood for pumpkin curry. It's got a pleasant mix of sweetness and spice.

I never had curry, let alone pumpkin curry.

It's the start of a spine-tingling Halloween. I can't wait to hear how you'll scream.

Get ready to be disappointed because I don't scream. All you will get out of me is a yelp.

Ah, are you playing a trick on me? Go ahead, but remember that actions have consequences. I never forget a favor...or an offense.

*sprays him with silly string* Not really a offense in my opinion.

Silk Adorned

Vacations are so nice. One of these days, I'd like someone to show me around a place I've never been to.

I would say I wish I could show you around my hometown, but it's boring as F back home.

We've made tremendous strides in the Scalding Sands, but they wouldn't have happened without the Sorcerer of the Sands' teachings. What a great man he was.

("I doubt that.")

Debating which color to pick? Green's not a bad choice, but personally, I'd go with the crimson.

But which one looks better on me?

You should check out Silk City at night, after the fireworks. It has a whole different feel when it's lit up with lamps and lanterns.

Malleus invited me on a boat ride, so I will definitely see the lanterns lit up tonight.

[shytreetimemachine]

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[mikeefaist]

man i'm just saying what i see, gods honor. there's something about the darkness and the suspense that really gets to us, right? i mean doesn't matter how old we get.. i still get the urge to run up the stairs just incase something it coming after me. the haunting of bly manor was a rollercoaster, for sure. but how incredible was it though? can't remember last time a horror show had me hooked like that. possibly hill hous.. mike flanagan really is nothing short of a genius. that last episode was an emotional whirlwind – the kind of storytelling that leaves a lasting impact. i'm highly anticipating his upcoming show the fall of the house of usher. exchanging candy for paper gifts actually sounds like a way more charming twist on the classic trick or treating i'd say. today it's just all about the candy it seems. but it's kids, so who can blame them right? yeah i guess plastic pumpkins and those massive skeletons sure add a lot of fun to the halloween spirit. but as long as i'm living on my own, halloween decorating is not really something that will take place. not to say i don't applaud people's efforts.. some are really remarkable and admirable. it's hard not to appreciate the creativity that goes into decorating during this time of year. ah man, you and me both. being around books is like having a thousand adventures at your fingertips. starting a new book and devouring half of it in one afternoon is the best feeling. not to mention visiting bookstores is like stepping into a world of endless possibilities – discovering new stories, exploring different genres, i love nothing more. here's to hoping you'll soon find the time to dive in to a new story. no no, i don't mind at all. raised in gahanna, ohio.

Don't say shit like that to me, you're gonna make me emotional. No they do! I've watched horror movies at home in the dark and totally pussied out half way through and turned on every light I have; and you know the ones where the monsters are the people... When I watched Bly Manor I was so freaked out but the last episode I cried so much I could barely breathe. It destroyed me. There are movies that have stuck with me still, I watched Beau is Afraid earlier this year when it was released, and the monstrosity in the attic still haunts me. It's a very Americanized holiday, a lot of cultures use it as a day to honor their dead, I think especially Latin cultures but don't quote me. The whole idea of trick or treat is almost certainly a Western invention although it has been picked up elsewhere. In Chile, most exchange candy for paper gifts, like origami I guess. I do love the plastic pumpkins and the 30 foot skeletons, don't get me wrong. I am such an obsessive reader; I am very rarely without a book, I started a new book last weekend and read half of it in one afternoon but I haven't had the opportunity to pick it back up again but my house is jut full of books, and I love visiting bookstores. Where did you grow up, if you don't mind me asking?

[bbq-hawks-wings]

*takes a deep breath* aaaAAAAHHHHH- WE DON'T DESERVE YOU!!!! I AM ASTONISHED, FLABBERGASTED, PLEASANTLY SURPRISED, SHOOK!!! I really wasn't expecting you to actually write something for that. As always, you didn't have to, but I am SUPER APPRECIATIVE OF WHAT YOU DID WRITE!!! ITS!! EVERYTHING!!! ALL OF THAT!!! IN FIC FORM!!! GLORIOUS STUPENDOUS FIC WRITING STRAIGHT FROM BBQ'S FIVE STAR RESTAURANT :0 thank youuuu!!! I will treasure it forever 🥺 (1/8)

(+) I choked on my rice from grinning too hard while reading and forgot to chew lol. First off, I enjoyed everything very much from start to finish, but since I am unable to articulate my feelings for every little bit, here are some highlights! I was screaming as I read about everyone's feelings, and as you described what took place. Omg they fell off a bridge, omg poor Shouto not knowing what happened until later. OMG HAWKS USING WHAT'S LEFT OF HIS FEATHERS TO SAVE THEM-!!! (2/8) (+) That's such a Hawks thing to do, I cried. Emotions are at an all time high, but they get higher as I read on. Oh god, there were none left for himself, BBQ, NONE!!! Ahahaha I'm not laughing, I'm staring into the void in hysterics this is the cost of giving up his wings for others, he falls. Its happened :( the concept that gets me every time. The imagery, I'm silenced by it. "physically trying to hold his soul down to earth with them" AND HERE I CRY SOME MORE 😭 (3/8) (+) You know exactly where to throw the darts at our hearts, exactly where it hurts T-T and its working, I have been defeated by your high quality writing. *insert a whole bunch of incoherent blabbing and tears and pushing heart emojis @you as I read Fuyumi and Natsuo's parts* oof omg Endeavor's fire if it'd save Hawks ;-; and REI is it even humanly possible to recover from that one. Cradling Hawks, like one of her children, asjkjdsdkj how could youuu- like thanks, I adore it, but IM CRY (4/8) (+) soft, its all so soft. Has anyone been so gentle towards him before. Has he ever felt a mother's love before??? I haven't either so 🤝 BBQ is a mom, we ALL should've seen this coming, ily 💖 you're a great mom so of course you'd be able to get those motherly vibes across well T-T (“No. No, not you, too.”) *gets up and lies down on floor in a puddle of tears as I clutch BBQ's writing close to my heart* GETTING STABBED IN THE FEELS OVER AND OVER!!! 😭 this says A LOT and I cannot, deal- (5/8) (+) I am. dealing. In pain, emotionally owie, in fanfic catharsis, sobbing, but HANDLING IT. Oh and don't worry about the whole writing only to make me cry again, this is perfect. Just what was needed. 10/10 It has been manifested into existence and I am so. super thankful. And may we take a moment to applaud our boy NATSU for climbing A WHOLE CLIFF like we stan 👏 in awe, that's amazing. (6/8) (+) Cool trick for Shouto too, that can help a lot in cold-based rescue zones kinda like how the Wild Wild Pussycats are specialized in mountain rescues. Also I am 🥺 at you giving Shouto some screentime too and having him be there when Hawks wakes up. Aww, the Hawks-style coping mechanisms strike again. Just. That thing he does. You know how he is. But Shouto isn't having it. You write everyone in character so well! (7/8) (+) (“How about you just tell them they can make it up to me by going somewhere tropical next time.”) AND THERE HE GOES AGAIN LOL omg XD perfect ending! 😂 I'm crying again yes, but with smiles this time! My brain has been going "ahh babyyy" constantly on first read, but somehow I forgot to write that literally everywhere while commenting and re-reading XD Gosh I love him. I love them. I love everyone. I love you. Thank you again!!! Fantastic read! Immensely enjoyed! Sorry for the spam! (8/8)

I'm just- I'm saving this forever? I want to to print it out and frame it, actually, thank you so much?!?!?!

I honest to God don't mind the "spam" whatsoever. This means so much to hear. I was grinning from ear to ear reading this, thank you again!