#can relate to the first one i accidentally interacted with the telephone when i first went to lemonade edifice

[autistickaitovocaloid]

Favourite yume 2kki map annotations comp part one of maybe more

[justcallmeremus]

The current Ford hate on TT is insane to me.

“He didn’t care about Stan!”

I’m sorry what? This is the same Ford that, in the ripped out pages from the journal in Book Of Bill, stated “Stanley could have made her laugh” when he was referring to the waitress and him having a poor interaction. Meaning he had fond thoughts of his brother even during a time when he wasn’t talking to him.

Another direct quote is referring to the telephone booth scene

“‘HEY BROTHER, IT’S SIXER. I’M GOING TO TAKE A SWIM IN THE FROZEN LAKE TOMORROW, AND I MIGHT NOT COME BACK, SO IF YOU DON’T HEAR FROM ME, I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT IT’S BECAUSE I NEVER LOVED YOU. BUH-BYEEEEE’

My heart was in my throat until I heard the dial tone…”

Ford was in a state of anxiety from the idea of the last thing Stan potentially ever hearing from him was that he [Ford] never loved him [Stan]. That shows he cares for his brother I do not care what you say. Even in a spat such as theirs Ford showed in small ways that he did care for Stan.

“Oh but during the portal scene(s) he was mean to Stan!!!”

“If Stan was sucked into the portal we know Ford wouldn’t have helped”

In the first scene where Stan and Ford are at the portal arguing Ford is in an extreme state of paranoia due to the lack of sleep and stress Bill has put on his body.

The second one Ford has just returned from what we can only imagine as a traumatic experience, fighting for his life in another dimension, oh right yes the dimension that very portal leads to and that Ford was trying to make sure couldn’t link the two worlds.

If they had swapped places and Ford didn’t know the extent of what was on the other side, because remember Fiddleford was the only one who had seen the other side before this moment, I bet Ford would’ve done anything to get Stan back, and then when Stan returned, if he knew that the portal linked the two dimensions at this point, Stan would probably be upset too! Wondering why his smart brother would risk total destruction on this town just to get him back!

“He didn’t thank Stan for everything he did to get Ford back!!!”

Yes, of course he should be grateful that his brother brought him home but also if Stan managed to get the portal running then Ford knows that Stan read his journals and also knows those dangers and once again he’s disregarded the consequences of his actions in Ford’s eyes.

“Erm why didn’t he use his grant money to help the fam…kinda selfish!!!”

Do you not know how grant money works? You can’t just use it for whatever you want! You have to use it in relation to your studies! He built himself a lab with his grant money to do research, like he’s supposed to. If he hadn’t used it as intended guess what! He’d have to pay it back!!! Out of pocket!

“Making Dipper his apprentice was kinda weird like what about school…”

There’s schools in Gravity Falls??? Like did you forget there were other people his age going to school in the area?? Also, Dipper expressed interest in the things Ford spent his life studying.

Dipper read the journal like it was his whole world and Ford basically had found someone to relay and teach all the things he learned to, which would allow Dipper to learn far more than he could anywhere else, especially if this is a field of study Dipper would like to pursue!!

I’d like to add that Stan also never apologized for ruining Ford’s project, even if it was an accident generally you apologize for things you do accidentally if it impacted someone you love so greatly. Instead he said how they could just travel instead of Ford going off to school, completely disregarding how that made his brother feel.

If there was an apology. If there was an explanation. Ford most likely would have forgiven Stan much sooner.

“I just don’t like Ford”

And that’s fine! You’re allowed to not like a character! No one is forcing you to like him, but when you’re saying you don’t like him and these are your defenses? Your argument and reasonings fall flat.

I love both Stan and Ford deeply and do not view one as better over the other, but the way the fandom holds Ford way more accountable than Stan is insane to me. The way Stan can repeatedly put people in danger and/or do things without thinking about the consequences is a valid thing to critique just like any of Ford’s actions.

Oookay long rant over.

TLDR; Stop blaming Ford for everything, picking and choosing what parts of canon about him you use for arguments, hold Stan more accountable.

[omgmarieux]

PLANTING GARDENS IN GRAVES // Roger Taylor x Reader // Two-Shot Story (2/2)

Part ½: Death on Two Legs

Part 2/2: Planting Gardens in Graves (title inspired by r.h. Sin)

Wordcount: 4k

About the Title: The title is inspired by a book called “Planting Gardens in Graves” by r.h. Sin, but not really related to the contents of the poetry book itself. So yeah, not my title lovies.

Note: This took so long, very sorry. I’m debating with myself whether which is better way to start this part between my two drafts (for a whole week, yes). Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading! (also I accidentally posted this earlier and boy I’m really sorry about that)

Every single hour, Roger seems to cross your mind. Even if you have distracted yourself from memorizing the procedure more, hell you can dictate it while sleeping, he still somehow manage to slip in.

‘Like? Like me? That’s a weird combination of words, especially that it’s for me.’ You said to yourself.

The laboratory practice had ended and you had finished it with flying colours. No mistakes or troubles, heck you did memorize the procedures by heart, of course you’re going to ace it with Roger. But he seems like acing everything he likes.

Since then, he started walking you back to your dorm. You never really agreed to this with him, but it always seems too late to speak about it when he’s already out there, waiting for you. Most of the time he waits outside your last class if it weren’t Biochemistry—for god knows how he found that out. Then he’ll offer to walk you home, you would say no, he don’t need to do it and you don’t want him around yet he still follows you behind; catching up to your side and talking to you absentmindedly about his day or something he is annoyed about. You rarely spoke back; it didn’t seem to be important.

“Roger, you can just leave me alone.” You said to him as soon as you saw him standing before the door of the room.

“I don’t want to.” He replied pressing hard onto the two t’s between want and to.

“You don’t need to walk me home Roger. I’m a grown up. It’s not like you’re my father.” You said as rolled your eyes at him.

“But I want to.” He replied like a whine later on. You would walk faster to reach your home to avoid further discussions with him. With everyday you walk with him, you should be comfortable with his presence but the more time you spend with him it looks like you grew an uncontrollable discomfort towards him. It’s not that you hated him, it’s just your socializing issues.

And then starts another habit of him; waiting outside your dorm early in the morning, with breakfast on a paper bag and he would give it you once you open the entrance door.

“No thanks, Roger. I already ate.” You answered him and his disappointment is plastered in his face the whole way to university. Although some days, he would offer a cup of coffee to you but you hold your hands up to refuse, and that leaves him with a full two cup of coffees to fuel himself for the whole day. He ended up having palpitations and feeling nauseous after so he never bothered to try bring a coffee once again.

Some mornings; since he discovered you don’t skip breakfast, he would bring flower instead. One stem of rose each day, or a daisy, or if he’s feeling different he would also bring sunflowers. It depends on his mood, but you’d shake your head no to him.

“Roger first of all, this is a waste.” You said after you reached for the flower. “Second, I don’t like or want it. But thank you anyways.” You’ll continue and then he would walk beside you with a wide smile as if he had won a lottery, no, as if he had found the love of his life to spend the rest of his life with. He would try to repeat it as it makes him happy whenever you acknowledge him, or simply thank him. It wasn’t annoying, but sure it was disturbing to you. You hated attention and that’s all you’ve been receiving from Roger.

As soon as finals week began, you told Roger to at least not walk you home. Less distractions for you and more focus on your academics, or just to have a valid excuse to avoid his presence. He agreed with that considering it is very important to you.

He asks few questions in the morning, trying to simulate your brain for the exam. You’d answer him and he’s glad with that kind if interaction, rather content with it. It inspires him for the whole day.

In laboratory written examination, laboratory partners are separated so he is across the room and it gave you enough focus and it kept Roger from being distracted with your presence. To be honest, it’s not a problem if Roger had stopped walking to after your classes but it did bother you. You become used to being his side every afternoon, walking back home, but when that thought crossed your mind, you thought that you’re being selfish. Giving him small hopes for your affection. Eventually, you thought that maybe if you persuade him to not fetch you in the morning, he would stop walking with you and fully giving up. You considered that.

In Roger’s side, summer is around the corner and he solely focused on his band whilst still tries to get your attention. He popped his head once in your few last classes one afternoon. “Hi Y/N!” He greets you cheerfully. And planning to ask you out to go on their band rehearsal.

“Hey.”

“I can’t walk you home today. I’m really sorry.” He apologized and you frowned.

“You didn’t need to walk me home anytime Roger. You don’t need to apologize for that.” You replied.

“Uh, but I want to.” He stuttered. “You think you want to join me and my friends rehearse?” You politely decline his offer and went home alone that day. He was indeed disappointed but he knew there was no chance of you actually going. But he didn’t think that a little hope would disappoint him this much. Needless to say, he was very hurt.

Summer came, there’s no interaction between you and Roger. It gave you time to peacefully think and enjoy your alone time but in the mid-summer, you felt lonely. Realization hit you. How you felt lonely for years before Roger pestered you. How he made you feel happy and appreciated during the times you were with him. But you can’t use him for your happiness, can you? It would be unfair to him.

You were walking in the grocery store, grabbing few snacks to survive the week. It was boring. All you did was read books and you felt extremely lonely so you tried going out for a while. Food shopping seems to be the best solution so you did went to the grocery.

“Hey death on two legs!” You turned around to the familiar voice. It was the one with the black long hair, rather the guy from the left.

“Oh hi.” You respond awkwardly with the nickname.

“Roger had never shut up about you since he met you. He speaks about you 24-7! It’s much worse, he’s my roommate!” He exclaimed but a bit of a joke sounding.

“Oh. I’m sorry then.”

“Oh no darling, it’s alright! I just want to tell you how much he likes you and how much he misses you right now that twenty four hours each day is not enough for him to babble things about you.” You blushed at his remark. You were the next on in the line. The cashier had called you out and you walked directly to the cashier.

“Darling, if you don’t mind can you please give me your number so I could pass it to Rog?” He asked and handed you a small note and pen. You half smiled and took it to write your number down.

“Thanks Y/N!” He said as he got it back.

“No problem…” You were half embarrassed to yourself that you forgot his name, but glad that he didn’t seem to notice it. Frank? Ferdie?

Hours later when you got home, the telephone rang. You hesitated on answering it, fully sure that Roger’s probably the one who’s calling. You reached for the phone and brought it to your ears.

“Hi Y/N!” That voice you heard wasn’t Roger’s; it was the one you met at the grocery store. You were hit with disappointment like a wave. As if he sensed it on the other line, “Sorry for disappointing you honey, but Roger is being a bitch, so I decided to not give him your number.” He spoke an you chuckled lightly as you heard a groan behind the call. Roger did not believe that Freddie got your number; you were not the one who would give that easily. So the moment Freddie speaks through the phone, he thought he was just pretending.

“But I think you’d rather come by instead.” He said and he dictated their address. You wrote it on a piece of paper behind your telephone thinking that maybe it would come in handy. “So that’s all darling! Hope you have a good day!” He said then he drops the line.

‘I must have seriously missed that jerk and considering that you kept the note.’ You thought to yourself. But it will take all your pride to actually show up in their doorstep. With reason or none.

It was hot, you were sweating and you hated this kind of weather. You opened your windows and not-too-chill wind entered your dorm. It’s tolerable at least. You stepped towards your kitchen and prepared a breakfast, rather an early lunch for you. And of course, a tea. Soon you found yourself on your couch again, for almost every day, this couch is your only companion. Hell, summer is going to end soon and you didn’t even do anything ‘fun’. You laughed at the sound of fun inside your head. You haven’t had that since years ago or did you had a little of them with Roger’s presence. Did you?

Few weeks to go before a new term begins. Maybe I could go back to my parent’s home? Visit for few days? You laughed at yourself with the thought again. And then what? See my old friends with their eyes dropping on me screaming “pathetic.” I guess no. You sighed realizing how really pathetic you are right now.

You looked over the clock hanging on your wall. Not even a minute had passed since you sat. Should I visit Roger? I’m really really really bored. You stood up and went to the bathroom to get ready. The whole time, you heart was racing fast. What ifs danced behind your mind.

What if he’s not home? What if he’s busy? What if he has another visitor? Or maybe he’s not interested in you anymore. If he was then maybe he would have at least showed his ass there even for once for the previous weeks. You were in the middle of wearing your clothes when you stop. Pity you. Lonely again, lonely forever.

As you finished dressing up, you sat on the edge of your bed, having second thoughts about going to Roger’s. Maybe you shouldn’t because you might bother him. But soon after debating with yourself, you gave up on your over thinking session and picked up your purse to hurry outside.

There are plenty of places to go when you’re bored; like library, coffee shops, parks, boutiques, and more. But for a person like you, you always opted for peace, which distracts you from your chaotic mind, a little. A bookstore or library is good for more moments of silence, as if you never had enough of them. So your feet brought you to the nearest bookstore. You scanned the shelves looking for interesting titles or covers. They say “do not judge the book by its cover”, yet you are here doing it. After an hour of constant gliding of your fingers to the spine of each books, ou gave up looking for one and just went to the cashier to buy a newspaper and left. Bookstore made you even more frustrated; nothing to buy, and nothing to turn your attention into.

Your feet started walking and it take wherever in the city but when you came across to a music store, you stopped on your tracks and entered it. You went straight to classics. Pianos. You needed some to calm your chaotic mind. You chose a record of Chopin and another random one before heading to the cashier to pay.

Just before you passed the records to the man behind the counter, a hand landed on your shoulder startled you.

“Sorry Y/N!” The man said instantly and chuckled. The voice of a man that made your mind a mess.

“Oh, hi Roger.” You said and you properly passed the record to the cashier. Roger was amused with your greeting. He wasn’t expecting a nice and welcoming sound from you.

“Hey Y/N, what are you up to?” He asked and you pouted directly to the record that’s being wrapped.

“Chopin? Really?” He asked and you moved your gaze at him and glared. “Sorry it’s just that… that’s your type of music?” He asked again.

“Yes.” You muttered. Because you are noisy inside my mind.

“And you? Beetles?” You asked in rude way and raised your eyebrow at him.

“Uhh, yeah.”

“See? The kind of uncomfortableness you feel when someone indirectly criticizes your choice of music.” You replied as he too paid for his record.

“So sorry about that. I wasn’t expecting you to have that taste.” He nervously laughed. “What are you doing after?”

“Getting a coffee.” You said. A coffee?! You didn’t even plan on getting a fucking coffee! Your mind went south. Did I sound like I’m inviting him to come? Was that too needy?

“Can I come?” He asked, looking somewhat desperate and you stopped yourself from panicking then a small smile formed in your lips.

“Yeah no problem.” You replied as both of you left the store and stroll to find a café.

On the counter, you insisted to pay for Roger’s coffee too. “It’s just because you have maybe spent too much before for those flowers and morning snacks.” You reasoned out.

“You don’t owe me anything. It’s really alright.” He replied as he tries to shove his money to the cashier but you’re holding his arm to prevent it. You gave an apologetic look to the cashier before turning your eyes back to Roger.

“But I want to. I stopped you before but you didn’t, so let me, please?” You gave him your puppy eyes that were never used ever since and he was instantly stunned. He wished that it would last forever. And you took that opportunity to pay for the bill. You gave a cheeky smile at him and led him to an empty seat.

“Oh no you’re doing too many things today, you are freaking me out.” Roger said as he sat in front of you.

“What?”

“You doing that eyes thing, and you smiling. Too many improvements today, I love it!” He said to you and your forehead crinkled. You realized that you’re having too much fun today. Oh there’s the word again. Is this really the effect of his presence to me? How much did he actually change in you? Your mind was once again clouded with thoughts. You snapped back in reality when the waitress served your coffees on your table. Although it made your forehead fold when he gave Roger a knowing glance. Okay, was that jealousy? You thought to yourself.

“Excuse me.” You said as you stood up heading to the restroom’s direction, you talking to yourself in the back of your mind. What the hell we’re you thinking? So what if the waitress is flirting with the man you’re with? You’re not even on a date. You sighed to your reflection in the mirror. Here we go again, the pathetic moments in you. You walked back to your table with Roger. It was full of silence, it was awkward to you, but it was comfortable to him.

“Rog I want to go home. Thank you for the time.” You said standing up.

“We didn’t even talked.” He said frowning.

“Ah, yeah sorry, maybe next time?” Your mind was panicking as you pick your cup and your belongings and quickly exit the café. Roger did not catch up behind, you were walking—no, running too fast.

That day, your mind drifted back to Roger once again during the night. You had let yourself do some ‘accepting or rejecting’ with all what happened and as when you were all set up to get to sleep, your brain screams Roger and there you couldn’t fall asleep.

You decided to write. Write your feelings instead. Maybe it will help you get some things off your mind.

Hi Roger. I like you. Then you crumpled the paper and threw it to the trash. And since that, you started asking yourself questions, more likely shouting those questions to yourself in exasperatedly manner.

“What’s the perfect first line?”

“Why are you thinking like you’re going to give this to him?”

You stopped yourself there. If writing your feelings about Roger would help ease your clouded mind? Will it help to silence your heart if you send this to him?

You started writing again.

Roger, I don’t know what you do to me. You crumpled and three it again.

“What the hell! Why is this so hard?” You screamed to yourself. And you sighed. Roger Taylor your serious effect on me is killing every inch of me.

Again.

You put your mind aside and let your heart talk. If you want to really have peace with this the letter should come from your stupid heart, in that way it would be sincere. Your mind will regret it later, but your heart wont.

Soon after you finished the letter, you folded it in half and insert it in the envelope; then sealed it with a wax seal. You addressed the envelope to Roger’s name and took the paper containing their address.

You stood from your chair and grab your coat. You glanced on your wristwatch. 10 pm. It’s definitely okay to walk around this late. You comforted yourself, though your heart raced again from nervousness about walking alone this late at night, and of course the letter itself.

You stepped outside and mumbles their street in your head countless of times. You know that street; just few blocks away. It took you full ten minutes to find their apartment; a three storey house. You slipped the envelope on their mail and walked back home. Your heart still racing as fast as before until you fell asleep on your bed.

Dear Roger,

I wanted to say I had so much fun spending time with you.

I’ve never actually felt this since a really long time and if I’m being honest, I disliked your eagerness but in the end it’s one thing about you that I admire the most. You never give up, and it’s a really good personality when you’re pursuing someone.

During those days you pick me up in the morning, or babble random topics in class, and walk me back home, I don’t like you then but I’m alright with your presence. I found myself longing for that when summer came, when I almost never saw you again.

You never really came in the best time; you caught me at really bad, dark, and lonely moments of my life; to the point where I would consider myself dead, not literally, but since you called me death on two legs, I guess you get it.

You planted gardens in this grave you know? You never left pieces of you because in the end, each and every of them would grow. You planted happiness in my lonely life, and instead to move on from it, I started looking and accepting it. I have never ever felt complete once again, and it only shows when I am with you.

Thanks to those lonely summers without you, I’ve come to realized this.

Love, Y/N

Roger stood up from the dining chair and bumps on the dining table that caused to spill Freddie’s tea.

“Roger! What are you doing?” Freddie hissed.

“It’s Y/N!” He said as he waves the paper in the air with excitement.

“What?”

“A letter from Y/N!” He screamed again, happiness is overflowing in his whole body.

“If that’s a confession then I would be happy for you. If not, shut up please.”

“IT IS!” Roger shouted then and Freddie stood up quickly to jump with Roger.

“How did this thing get here?” Roger wondered out loudly and stopped on this feet. “If this is a prank Fred, I’m going to kill you.” He said nervously and stares up to Freddie.

“No! I told Y/N our address, remember?” He replied cheekily.

“What!?”

“It’s was Y/N’s number I dialed before. No lies darling!” He replied.

“Oh shit!”

“Now go off and get your princess there!” Freddie said as he waves his hand shoving Roger off.

“Yes yes yes I will!” Roger ran. He made it to the door of your dorm in less than ten minutes, in which a normal pace could get you there from his apartment. He knocked or more like banged your door. He was thrilled, excited, if they say butterflies are in your stomach, hell the wings felt like there were angels instead. But ten minutes of knocking, still you weren’t out.

He overthought about the situation. Analyzed what happened. If he were just imagining things. But he glanced down on the paper he’s holding, there lies your confession. He was scared for the moment. What if you confessed your feelings because you were leaving? You’re never the one to tell someone your feelings that easy. What if you planned on confessing right before you’d leave? But why would she leave? Roger thought. But all of it was pushed aside when he hears footsteps towards him and he quickly looked where the sound came from. It was you; an eyebrow is raised to the sight of Roger, and his visible sweat in his shiny face.

“What are you doing here?” You asked and your eyes fell to his hands where his fingers clutch the paper in him. Your lips formed a small smile and looks back at him.

“This… uh…” Roger stuttered as he lightly backed away from the door and you unlocked it.

“Come inside?” You asked when the door opened. He nodded and steps inside as quickly as possible as if you’d shut it close before he could get inside. You chuckled at his actions.

“I-Y/N?”

“Hmm?”

“Is this all true?” He asked as he raise and waves the paper to you. You focused your vision to the paper and frowned.

“What’s that?” You asked as you bit your lower lip stopping yourself from smiling.

“Oh, was this not you?” He asked and he sounded so disappointed; very disappointed.

“Oh yeah, it was my heart.” You replied and started to walk towards your room. He stumbles as he follows behind you.

“What really?” and his mood changes instantly. His voice sounded squeaky and his legs felt like a jelly. “Can I hug you?” He asked when he held your wrist to stop you.

“Yeah?” He pulled you and engulfed you with a hug.

“I can’t believe this.” He whispered. “This doesn’t seem to be enough.” He added and you felt his lips grazing your ear.

“I know what you want.” You replied chuckling.

“Hmm yeah? Can I?” He asked lightly pulling his face away to look at you.

“No.” You said and laughed. He nuzzles his face on your shoulder.

“Damn it.” You laughed more. “But really? Planting gardens in graves? Funny metaphor. But I like it.”

“You do?”

“Yes. What have I planted in you besides happiness?” He asked, hands never leaving your body.

“Love.” You replied and smile.

“You sure you don’t want to kiss me? Because I’m hella sure this is where the part we need to do so.” He reassured and you laughed at him.

“I’m sure you could plant various of things to me—” you stopped when he snorted and started laughing. You hit his chest when you realized what he was thinking about. “But I would appreciate if we go slow. Let them grow before planting a new one.” You said and you held him closer to you. “And I think hug is enough for now.”

Roger did not complain. In fact, he’s already contented finally having you to him, no matter how very slow paced everything your relationship with him.

Tag: @rtyler19 @rogxrtaylxr —if I’m honest, I’m still thrilled with tagging omg, Lmao thanks!! (sorry for second tag? I accidentally posted this earlier but I wanna keep my words.)

[joneshead]

✩ (tula)

The Ultimate Relationship Meme ✩

JUGHEAD & TULA.

Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? Jughead.Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Tula.Who actually keeps their word and leaves? Jughead.Who trashes the house? Tula, but Jughead isn’t innocent either.Do either of them get physical? Definitely not with each other.How often do they argue/disagree? Frequently on minor things, infrequently on the actual big, important stuff.Who is the first to apologise? Jughead.

Sex:

Who is on top? Tula.Who is on the bottom? Jughead, but there is some switching that goes on between them especially as they try to figure out what they actually like and feel comfortable with.Who has the strangest desires? Neither? Tula perhaps based on her more theatrical imagination. Any kinks? No?Who’s dominant in bed? Neither. There’s definitely a great deal of balance between them.Is head ever in the equation? If she would be interested in it, he would be willing to try going down on her. But going down on him is out of his comfort range completely.Ever had sex in public? No. Who moans the most? Pretty even between them, though perhaps Tula more. They’re more prone to giggles and chuckles.Who leaves the most marks? Jughead. He’s more inexperienced when it comes to accidentally leaving hickeys.Who screams the loudest? Neither.Who is the more experienced of the two? Jughead.Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? Neither. It’s just ‘having sex’ for them.Rough or soft? More soft than anything. Any rougher moments are more accidental than intended. How long do they usually last? It’s less about getting to the point of finishing for them. They enjoy more of the being together than the sexual pleasure or gratification from it all. Often it just winds down naturally without climax, and they’re very comfortable with that.Is protection used? Yes.Does it ever get boring? No. It’s not a terribly frequent thing for them based on their sexualities, so there’s no routine to it. They’re curious and interested with one another, and it’s always from a place of mutual fun. Where is the strangest place they’d have sex?  Veronica’s apartment because it’s also his …

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? No.If so, how many children do your muses want/have? Tula: none. Jughead: probably eight hundred. Or just one or two when he’s ready.Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? Jughead.Who is the little spoon? Both ( but Jughead ).Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? Neither.Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? Neither, their PDA is minimal and appropriate, and it’s always mutually received between them. How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? Tula will complain about her arm or leg falling asleep before Jughead will have to move. Who gives the most kisses? Tula.What is their favourite non-sexual activity? Tula likes linking arms while they walk.Where is their favourite place to cuddle? Her apartment.Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? Neither? Maybe Tula for the giggles.How often do they get time to themselves? Mostly whenever they want. Their lives aren’t very strict given their schedules, so really whenever Jughead pops up at her place or they just take time to be together.

Sleeping:

Who snores? Jughead.If both do, who snores the loudest? Definitely Jughead.Do they share a bed or sleep separately? If they’re staying in the same place, share because who can afford a separate bed?If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? Mostly apart. Not so far that they don’t get bumped when the other turns over, but they’re more comfortable when they aren’t intertwined.Who talks in their sleep? Tula.What do they wear to bed? Jughead wears his usual combination of old t-shirt and pyjama pants. For Tula it depends, but usually comprises a band t-shirt that she tore the sleeves off of.Are either of your muses insomniacs? Jughead doesn’t sleep long hours usually, and Tula’s schedule is a lot more volatile, so she’s more prone to insomnia than he is.Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? No.Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? Mostly apart, though one might drift throughout the night depending on temperature mostly. Who wakes up with bed hair? Both, but Tula’s is worse.Who wakes up first? Jughead.Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? Tula, but only if work keeps her so late that she gets home not long before he’d be waking up, and it would never be anything fancier than cereal and orange juice served on the biggest book she can find.What is their favourite sleeping position? Jughead sleeps on his front mostly, or flat on his back. Tula is more of a ball.Who hogs the sheets? Neither, they get kicked down to the end of the bed.Do they set an alarm each night? Rarely. Jughead sometimes needs one if he has something work related.Can a television be found in their bedroom? In Jughead’s room, yes. Veronica’s apartment is, as one would expect, lavish, and his room there as all the amenities.Who has nightmares? Jughead.Who has ridiculous dreams? Both, and there’s often morning regaling of them.Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Neither, Tula maybe if she falls asleep hard from work exhaustion.Who makes the bed? Neither. It’s usually just blankets thrown back in roughly the right spot, but if anyone is putting in effort it’s Jughead.What time is bed time? Whenever.Any routines/rituals before bed? Jughead is always good about brushing his teeth, she makes sure to take off any residual lipstick from the day. She likes to have music or noise on and he usually reads until his eyes are too tired. Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Jughead.

Work:

Who is the busiest? Tula.Who rakes in the highest income? Tula.Are any of your muses unemployed? Jughead from time to time. He jumps between jobs after moving to NYC and is mostly unlucky with them. Who takes the most sick days? Tula, since she actually has a job.Who is more likely to turn up late to work? Tula, because they won’t fire her anyways.Who sucks up to their boss? Neither.What are their jobs? Tula is bartender, currently. Jughead is a writer who has never been published, looking to both finish his novel and get into the editing world.Who stresses the most? Jughead.Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? Mostly enjoy. Tula will get bored with her job, which is why she tries to make it more exciting with her little charades, and will eventually leave it behind for bigger and better things. Jughead loves what he does but is struggling hard, which makes him both doubtful and stressed, and will ultimately lead him away from NYC..Are your muses financially stable? Tula moreso than Jughead.

Home:

Who does the washing? Both.Who takes out the trash? Both or whoever is out last.Who does the ironing? Neither.Who does the cooking? Both, but Jughead more often.Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? Tula.Who is messier? Tula.Who leaves the toilet roll empty? Neither.Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? Both, but Jughead is usually more timely about cleaning them up.Who forgets to flush the toilet? Neither.Who is the prankster around the house? Tula, but Jughead has his moments too.Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? House keys? Tula.Who answers the telephone? Tula, no matter who’s cell phone is ringing.Who does the vacuuming? Whoever spills the popcorn. Who does the groceries? Both, fun outings.Who takes the longest to shower? Tula.Who spends the most time in the bathroom? Probably tied. Tula isn’t high maintenance, exactly.

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem? Neither of them have much, but it’s not really an issue with how they live.How many cars do they own? None.Do they own their home or do they rent? Rent.Do they live in the city or in the country? City life.Do they enjoy their surroundings? Tula moreso than Jughead does.What’s their song? I can never answer this, leave me alone.What do they do when they’re away from each other? Text pictures of what’s going on around them, usually with commentary only they would find amusing. Where did they first meet? New York city streets.How did they first meet? Tula stole a page out of his book and made him find her, the most frustrating of meet cutes the boy could have ever experienced. Who spends the most money when out shopping? Tula.Who’s more likely to flash their assets? Tula?Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? Definitely both, but Jughead more often.Any mental issues? Yes. Who’s terrified of bugs? They’re both pretty okay with them.Who kills the spiders around the house? Jughead.Their favourite place? The Strand.Who pays the bills? Jughead has very few bills thanks to crashing at Veronica’s. Tula pays hers, but fortunately she’s on good terms with the landlord so he’s lenient about when she gets her rent in.Do they have any fears for their future? Yes, Jughead has many.Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? Tula, being more romantic than him. But usually their idea of dinner is an interesting hole in the wall restaurant they haven’t tried yet.Who uses up all of the hot water? Tula.Who’s the tallest? Jughead.Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? Tula, but very rarely.Who wanders around in their underwear? Tula, but very rarely.Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? Tula.What do they tease each other about? Everything. Music or books, things they say that sound pretentious, people they know or just anything. They’ll make up stories for it.Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? Tula. Jughead can dress pretty strangely sometimes, and overall he thinks her style is awesome. Do they have mutual friends? Very few. Jughead interacts with a few people from her world, but none of Jughead’s friends really bleed into that part of his life. Who crushed first? Mostly mutual? Tula was quicker to act.Any alcohol or substance related problems? No. Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? Tula.Who swears the most? Tula.

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Pictured: Female nursery school manager, 44 watched child rape videos

A judge ruled today that a female nursery school manager who watched videos of young children being raped and sexually abused should be named, overturning a previous ban.

Alison Whateley, 44, told other online child porn users that babies were ‘f***ing sexy’  and asked chatroom members for pictures and video of more, even younger victims.

She egged-on fellow paedophiles in a chatroom where 11 videos of children as young as three being sexually abused an raped were viewed by 40 participants. 

Today a judge ruled it was in the public interest to reveal that depraved Whateley worked at the Bushy Tails Day Nursery and Pre-school in Teddington, south-west London. None of her offences involved pupils at the nursery.

Alison Whateley, 44, told other online child porn users that babies were ‘f***ing sexy’ and asked chatroom members for pictures and video of more, even younger victims

Whateley had been given a Community Order and a Sexual Harm Prevention Order last Thursday but was allowed to walk free anonymously. 

The nursery where she was working at the time of the offence said today they were ‘saddened’ and welcomed the investigation which had exposed Whateley.

The court heard that the nursery manager had shared her fantasies of abuse of young children online with online lovers with whom she watched graphic images of child abuse online. 

Like Britain’s most notorious woman paedophile, Vanessa George, she had found men who shared her lust for child abuse images purely via the internet and talked lecherously about abusing children to ‘get them off.’

Whateley who had previously been responsible for looking after nursery school pupils, had used her iPhone to access online chatroom Zoom in 2017, where anonymous hosts had played videos of children as young as three years old being raped.

After a day of work at the Bushy Tails nursery she returned to her home in Farnham, west Surrey to log on as ‘user XXX’, under which guise she would encourage other users, potentially up to 100, to share more and more extreme images.

Bushy Tails Day Nursery and Pre-school in Teddington where Whateley worked with children

Whateley had admitted encouraging or assisting in a summary offence and was sentenced at Guildford Crown Court on March 7. Judge Peter Moss today lifted the order banning naming her.

Wearing spectacles and a beige scarf with her dark hair tied back, she clutched a spikey blue stress ball as she trudged into the dock, shielding her eyes from the assembled court and could be heard to moan in anguish throughout.

Prosecutor Steven Talbot-Hadley told Judge Peter Ross: ‘At the relevant time this defendant worked as a manager at a nursery.

‘An undercover investigation was underway by the National Crime Agency focused on the online conferencing platform Zoom, which is otherwise legitimate but known to be used by paedophiles for sharing images of child abuse online.

‘An undercover officer was deployed in the meeting. It was in this way that this defendant was discovered. What the court is concerned with is the involvement in a Zoom meeting on August 29 2017. On that occasions the defendant was present for just under an hour under the username XXX.’

The court heard that during this time 40 participants viewed 11 videos showing children as young as three to five being sexually abused and raped.

During this time, Whateley actively participated when she typed into the live chat that ‘she liked … boys and girls, the younger the better, and she particularly liked babies, saying they were ‘so f***ing sexy’.’

One of the online users had asked to see less young boys and more young girls, and the nursery manager had added ‘and younger the better.’

She asked the other users: ‘Anybody interested in very tiny children?’

Following the defendant’s digital trail had led investigators to Farnham, Surrey where they took her in for an interview, during which her position was that she had been using the online chat to track down and trap paedophiles.

The prosecutor told the court: ‘When asked if she had ever provided any names or phone numbers to police of people she had interacted with online, she said she never had and has never given a reason for that.

‘She met somebody online with the username JohnUK. She told police she talked with him about having sex with children in order to ‘get him off’, she said she had his number and thought about giving it to the police.’

Police interrogated Whateley’s phone and discovered WhatsApp messages from August to September with another man online between August and September 2017, a man called Joe, with who she discussed abusing children, and telephone records showed she was in contact with a man who was investigated by police for indecent images.

The court also heard an audio recording on her phone was discovered in which a woman could be heard performing a sex act while talking to herself in graphic detail about abusing babies, which Whateley admitted in a later police interview was her own voice.

The prosecutor said: ‘She said she made the recording because she wanted to know that she could pass herself off as one of them. When she was confronted with this she did not seek to put forward any positive explanation.’

Whateley was sentenced to a Community Order where she will be under supervision in the community for 30 months and she was ordered to complete a 50 days rehabilitation requirement.

The SHPO will be in place for five years.

Judge Peter Moss said: ‘A psychiatrist found that you gave a less than compelling reason for why you were viewing this material, to be seeking to entrap paedophiles as some sort of paedophile hunter.

‘You have accepted that is not correct because of your inactivity in doing something about it.’

Defending, Caroline Moonan read out a statement by Whateley, which said: ‘I struggle to explain my actions. One day I accidentally found a chatroom with paedophilic material. I didn’t really have a plan, I did not really know what I was trying to do.’

Ms Moonan said: ‘When she looks back at her actions now she is disgusted with herself. She simply can’t understand why she behaved in the way she did. She will never work with children again. She was so good at looking after children and so good at protecting children.

‘Her job became very stressful and she couldn’t sleep. She started using the internet more and more. She saw a chatroom about children and she thought it was something like MumsNet. When she saw went in, she found it was paedophiles talking about abusing children. She couldn’t believe that such a site was allowed to exist.

‘She felt compelled to explore the chatrooms to try to explore why people do this. She cannot really explain to this day what she was intending to do.’

The defence lawyer said that following an investigation there had been no evidence that Whateley had ever personally abused any children at the nursery she worked at or elsewhere, but she was deemed a risk to children in psychiatric reports and it was said she would never work with children again.

A spokesman for the Bushy Tails nursery said: ‘We recognise the significant impact that events such as this can have on individuals and families. We are saddened by the events and welcome the conclusion of the National Crime Agency’s investigation. We will always be supportive of outcomes which protect and ensure the safety, wellbeing and happiness of all children.

‘Since the charge does not relate to our nurseries or the children we care for here, we feel it would be inappropriate to comment further.’

An NSPCC spokesperson told MailOnline: ‘Knowing this woman harboured such dark and disturbing thoughts about children whilst working in a nursey setting is chilling.

‘The images she viewed weren’t staged. Those children were abused in the real world in order for them to be produced and by sharing them with other twisted individuals on the net she helped fuel this vile trade.

‘To prevent abuse from happening in the first place, the NSPCC’s #WildWestWeb campaign is calling on Government to introduce a regulator to force social networks to protect children on their platforms.’

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Drama Journal

What we explore in year 12 Drama 2017 - Year 13 Drama 2019

8/29/2017 - 8/31/2017

We explored the introduction of the character: Bertozzo and thinking about how he is intending to show himself as a character to the audience, understanding that he has different goals such as trying to become friends with them, manipulate them, intimidate them, show them that he’s angry or trying to make them pity him…

I was the first one who performed, I used large and big movements. It was embarrassing for me since I was first... It was actually hard to perform since I have to focus on speaking/changing tone while acting out my body movements.

Here, we tried different body languages, pace, the tone of voice to change the intention of Bertozzi.

We also explored the spacing effect of the performance and we noticed how it affects the performance, the audience’s view and character relationship. It was an interesting process since we got to learn how to engage the audience.

But as we continued, we’d learnt how the use of space, levels and breaking the fourth wall works… It is all about staying in character as we interact with the audiences.

9/5/2017 -9/7/2017

Cailyn’s research is about Paris in 1968 and Vicky’s Anarchist research:

From research, the year 1968 was a difficult time for Dario Fo that I understand. There was a riot happening in Paris, France, spreading to Italy. Because of the political activism (an effort to promote political, economic and/or environmental ideas for improvement with the desire to make improvements with the society), the theatre was also affected and his dislike for the hypocrite governments increases. Not only was that in December 1969 there was a bomb in the centre of Milan. 16 people were killed and another 90 were injured. There was also a bomb nearby where the police blew it up rather than disarming it, causing the clue to also be blown away. This is where the Anarchist comes in and Giuseppe (Pino) Pinelli fell out of the 4th-floor window. But sadly, I only understand this through research. For improvement of the audience's understanding, I think that the there should be some introduction and explanation of the history so that the audiences would get the grasp of what had happened.

Ong did a presentation about the stage acting style of Dario Fo which linked with my topic and that is the Commedia Dell’Arte.

We talked about how we should add background information for the audiences that do not have any knowledge about the Anarchist so that they would understand what the story is about a lot better... We also talked about how we should put in little reference from the audience’s local area so that they can also relate to this play’s topic.

Continuing, we explored the style of Commedia Dell’Arte and we’d realized that each of the Accidental Death’s character can relate to some of the Commedia characters. We did a small workshop for Il Detore, Arlechino, El Capitano and Columbina so we merged the characters together, for example when Vicky and Ong tried to test out the movement of Columbina’s posture as Feletti. We understood that the play was supposed to be performed in a loud and large posture, movements, tone and actions that is extremely eye-catching.

The question of that day... As a director, how would you use Commedia Dell’Arte in the Accidental Death?

9/12/2017 - 9/14/2017

A monologue in chapter 10 to 14.

I would like the audiences to see him (the Maniac) as a mad, friendly, imaginative and an amazing person. If I was the director, I would use a lot of miming on the props; the telephone and the files, showing his imaginative side. I would make him break the fourth wall often; throwing the files out of the window but at the audiences as the maniac tell them sorry (breaking the fourth wall) as they were hit by the paper. It would be nice if the audiences feel the bond with the Maniac, either in a friendly or bittersweet way when he apologizes to them.

9/19/2017 - 9/21/2017

I’d learn this analytical technique of using TEAM:

Tension

Emotions

Atmosphere

Moment/Message

We’d explored the idea of what it is like to be a Theater director... And to do that we’ll have to pick out two scenes to explore its TEAM, we will have to direct and find a way for our cast to perform. I must say that this is a very difficult task for me since I dislike forcing people to do stuff and I am also scared that I will be judged for my idea... But I guess I just have to face my fear and work as hard as I can.

The first things I’ve learnt to do as a Director is that I will need to get my cast to understand the play, the scene and each character’s role, goals and personality so that they would know what to do and feel.

Me: Ending scene and the Interview scene

I’ve chosen the ending scene.

The 2nd scene that I’d chosen is the Interview scene.

10/03/2017 - 10/05/2017

We were exploring the idea of stage design. This will involve the use of stage props, decoration and lighting to give the right atmosphere for the audiences to understand. I also noticed how staging can impact the time and the atmosphere; having it play a big part in the play.

We were also exploring the Theatre Context, Presenting Theatre and the Theatre Process within the three days. I’ve learnt about the word vignette in a playscript; about the different chunk of parts in a play... For example, Love and Information contain a large amount of vignette instead of just one plot. But the vignette links!

10/10/2017 - 10/12/2017

Right now we’re looking at the Theme of the play text: Love and Information. On the 10th of October, we were discussing on how to plan and explore the play text. We were looking back at how we were exploring the stage design; how we use the sense of what’s going on within the stage while using questions like: What does the play smell like? What do you think it’ll taste like? What is around you? Just something out of this line...

The theme of Love: How have our attitude to love and changed/our behaviour in love and relationship changed in the last 2012.

Choose 2 vignettes and explore the scene - I’m doing scene 7.

I’ve found out about a French word: Vignette and how it means a chunk of stuff.

We learn about how titles can greatly impact what the scene is about. To let the audiences know about the title, we can use placards, use the narrator and maybe add powerpoints... Though, the title doesn’t always need to be told if the scenes are clearly performed. We were also talking about stage design and imagine the stage/place by using the 5-6 senses and question yourself why. We found out about how vague, unclear and versatile the play is; you can perform the scenes by using improvisation and perform in it many different kinds of ways.

To perform you’ll have to open to interpretation and think about...

The different performance styles: Comical, realism, unnaturalistic...

The theme of the play...

The relationship of the characters...

And to do this, we can do a workshop e.g. a character workshop, a scene workshop... As for a character workshop, we can work on devising and stay in character as we do so...We were also looking at a style called the Movement Sequence. We were exploring the style by having each character move in pattern as if it’s a Dance move. As we do so, we were doing it with music (it’s easier to do since there’s a beat to it), letting other say the part for you (easier to focus on the performance but it doesn’t fit the situation) and you saying the part for yourself (best option, it’s easier to reveal emotions, but harder to perform since you cannot focus on one thing. Though to speak, the attention will be taken off from the body language but to the expression and voice). The Movement Sequence let us explore body language and how movements and gesture can show feelings, emotions and tension. Movement Sequence is “fun to watch, but hard to understand.”Here’s the question of the day: When you’re exploring Love and Information in an unnaturalistic style, does it fit? Is it effective? Does it reveal new things? If yes, then what?

11/07/2017 - 11/09/2017

Within this week, we experiment on different scenes in the playtext of Love and Information.

What I’ve learnt from Ong’s directing:

The actors/actress should also know and understand the scene. We do this by reading and summarise everything. We explored Flashback; using this way of letting 2 people speak as the other 2 act and try to deliver the meaning through action (plus moving montage), acting to what the 2 speakers are saying. We want to make it seems like a dance.

Letting the audiences see the actors moving props makes the scene seems too clunky and distracting, leading to the atmosphere being destroyed.

We were also talking about how we want to use lighting to represent different places. E.g. Green light to show river...

The colour of light will change in different scenes.

Music was added in the play.

In Vicky’s directing:

Act as if something had happened before.

Rely on tone/voice and facial expressions.

Adding sub characters to build up the scene.

Trying out different situation...

In Caitlin’s directing:

Staging plays a big part as we perform.

We can use the projector which is similar to lighting; it changing the scene and giving out atmosphere.

Light focus on character to show state or focus. In the play, light shining on a character shows that she is fully awake. And another character’s light will be dim to show that his/her mind is asleep.

In my own directing:

Trying out immersive approach/theatre.I want to show a bond but the characters are too far apart from each other which destroyed my goal. Change staging to In-the-round. Walking around the audiences in the dark; feel what the autistic kid feels. Trying out: having the character to not move which doesn’t change anything.

Everything changed when we gather the bully up and it finally shows the bonds and increases the aggression.

The autistic kid will just sit on the ground which shows the level of who is in control and that is the bullies.

11/14/2017 - 11/16/2017

This week we explore the Director Journal's questions and how to write it.

11/21/2017 - 11/23/2017

In the future for IB research presentation, the goal of writing a good presentation, we will need to explore the different assessment criteria... Keep in note that the quality of the presentation does not matter. It only matters when you...

A = The theatre in context: The tradition and culture.

Show your good research and understanding of the theatre tradition. You will need to explain and describe the theatre tradition by adding appropriate sources and put the information into good context.

B = Theatre process: Practical research and approach to application.

This is the part where so many other IB students lost points on and it’s one of the easiest bit to do. So what we have to do here is to just describe “HOW AND WHY” you are doing or chose this.

C = Presenting theatre: This does not involve what I told you (future me) that the quality of the presentation doesn’t matter. This meant that you need to use your tone and body to demonstrate what is going on/

D = Theatre in context: The Learner

This, you will need to compare the chosen theatre tradition with a different one. You would also need to talk about the impact of this theatre tradition to yourself and what it made you think.

WORK HARD AND GO TO YOUR DREAM UNIVERSITY, PANCHIWA :) !!

Now, after looking at the research presentation, we were looking at how plays were performed, designed and presented back 400 years ago in old England.

I found out that when an actor receives a role, they will just be given a role of paper.

Back then there is no director in the old days and that they have very little time to do the stage and memorise everything.

Talking about staging and how you’re able to engage the audiences.

Endon stage = You can only engage the audience by looking at one direction.

Thrust stage = There are three directions that the actor can face. It’s easier to engage. More of a storytelling way.

Elizebethan theatre - looking at the camera does break the fourth wall but it does not break the emotion that is displayed.

11/29/2017 & 11/30/2017

Secondary sources about costumes:

To know the cultural background.

To show the social context; the status, ranking and etc...

Costumes is a conventional design not performance design.

Reconstruction of what they used to have.

To look at what they have then.

“Martin White” research on the reconstruction of an indoor theatre + lighting.

Costume define a class.

It affects the acting.

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WEEK-5 [DECO2300]

I can observe nearly twenty functional components from the interior of the car.

From left to right

Control panel, emergency button, disc player, volume adjustment and FM knob, multimedia screen, gear controller, hand brake, throttle, brake, steering wheel, door control switch, door handle, air conditioner, air conditioning adjustment control knob, storage space, Dashboard, hundred kilometres speed plate and so on.

From the home phone, I can observe nearly fifteen functional elements.

Phone handles, speakers, handset, microphone, display screen, phone shortcuts, mark notes, digital keys, and so on.

Where the number keys, phone notes and memory keys are related to the call.

The phone handle, handset, speaker, microphone, and screen are components that interact with the caller.

Those functional components can directly or indirectly achieve the user's purpose of the interaction.

Inventors will consider about the user's age span larger when he designed the home telephone.

So to achieve in the interaction as little as possible to meet all the needs of users.

Simplify all the complicated interaction process, providing a simple home phone. What would you test?

I will test how much time the user needs to dial the phone.

And thus to determine whether this interactive behaviour is convenient.

Can be tested in two ways.

First, direct observation. Through the direct observation to record the user behaviour and the time used to carry out the analysis.

Second, Questionnaire. Through the form of question and answer, the user can express the self-view, and then analyse.

Two ways can be, but through the Questionnaire will be less honest.

For the location on the phone reminder with the instant application,

I think the need to test is:

Will the user be disgusted with the reminder?

Can the user see the same location multiple times?

Will the user set up a shared location?

Can users cancel the location after verification?

So that some of the problems associated with the user experience, so before the electronic prototype design to be better improved.

                                                          Prototype process

The video prototype finally ended.

Now I'm starting to start planning the next prototype.

I intend to focus on the Hangman part of the design, come up with the following three programs.

The first scenario is to use the 3D model to create a Hangman model on a 2D plane.

When the player is accidentally touching the edge, the Hangman model is displayed one by one on the plane.

The second scenario also uses the 3D model to build a Hangman model on a 2D plane, but the Hangman model does not render one by one, but rather the progress of the player by colour changes.

The third plan is to use the picture to express, the specific way to show similar to the first program.

And in other respects, I have no other ideas for the time being.