#dutch nonny

[arcane-vagabond]

Oehh, what do you like to bake or what are you planning to? I always make cinnamon rolls with christmas :) I remember liking the little mermaid as a child! I'm getting excited for christmas, almost decorating time! (After the 5th december)

Do you like the decorating? How about a tree, do you have a fake or a real one?

I really like baking cakes even though they're a shit ton of work lol I'm actually baking one that's like a black velvet/black forest hybrid for the bake off at work next week lol I make a lot of cookies though just because they're easier, but I'm hoping to do more baking this year now that I'm settled and not as stressed about work and life like I have been the past few years.

Our family typically does orange rolls and pigs in a blanket on Christmas morning and then everyone naps until it's time to eat later on in the afternoon.

We typically start decorating after Thanksgiving, so that's the last week of November for non-Americans! We put up a bunch of greenery and the tree with ornaments. We aren't really a theme family, so the tree looks like whatever ornaments my mom decided need to be in rotation that year lol She likes to do the 12 days of Christmas ornaments through Hallmark. We play a lot of Christmas music and my dad and I drink more during the holidays, so we used the mulled wine mix I brought back from Germany a few years back or we'll buy the pre-made stuff at the grocery store when they have it.

Christmas just hasn't felt like Christmas the past few years, but I'm determined to make it feel like the old days this year lol

[alexbkrieger13]

So is the new young Dutch keeper any good? I hope they did their research and didn't just go for the obvious did very well in the U20 WC so she's the future. I don't want to see Hannah for a few games until she stops her stupid and massive mistakes every single game stuff

idk i don't follow dutch football

[cowboydisaster]

Hey could you write a little fic about Arthur hearing fem reader crying and comforting her? Really pile up the fluff if you decide to write please 🩷🩷 love your stuff so much xxx

A Shoulder to Cry on

pairing: Arthur Morgan x fem!reader

word count: 1000

a/n: Thank you for this sweet prompt, nonny! I was looking to write some fluff and this was perfect.

beta read by @margowritesthings

You feel foolish for even crying, but you can't bring yourself to stop the glistening tears from streaming down your face. You’re petrified, miles away from your former camp, stuck up in the Grizzlies. The Pinkertons are on your tail like a cat on a mouse, and you know it’s only a matter of time before they inevitably catch you. Your time is running out. You’ve had a good run with the van der Linde gang, but it’s time is nigh on done. It's a daunting realization, especially after losing so many folks back in Blackwater. 

Because of your position in the gang, you’ve been given your own bedroom in the same cabin as Arthur, Dutch and Hosea. It's a cold room, but better than what most of the gang have. The wind whistles outside as thick snowflakes land on the roof, causing ice cold water to drip repetitively from the ceiling above. The wind and the leak intertwine with your cries, forming a sad, sad song. 

You sit on the bed with your knees hugged to your chest, sobbing into them with no sign of stopping. You try to keep quiet as your breathing comes in shudders, and your shoulders shake violently. There is an ache in your ribs from the sobs erupting from your chest, but it pales in comparison to the ache in your heart. You hiccup, catching your breath, and unknowingly alerting Arthur who is walking by to catch some shut eye. 

With his eyebrows pulled together in worry, he gently nudges your door open. You don’t even look up, and he stands in the doorway for a moment, glancing over your curled up, crumbling form. Of course, he knows what's wrong, and his heart shatters at the sight of you looking so broken. His heart– it’s been longing for your own for so long, and seeing you like this breaks him. 

“Oh, darlin…” He murmurs, stepping forward in only a few strides. You hear his boots clicking against the floor before the bed dips under his weight, and then his big, warm arms are around you. 

“I'm so sorry.” He whispers.

There’s something about his arms around you. They are sturdy and unmoving, and yet piece by piece, they begin to build your broken heart back together. There’s so much safety and comfort in his arms, you’re sure that he could protect you even from the storms raging in the Grizzlies with his hugs. You wrap your arms under his, hands on his back as you sniffle and cry into his shirt. 

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Arthur asks quietly, swaying you lightly in his arms as he shields you from your pain and the cold. Arthur doesn’t push you. He knows exactly how you feel, and opening up about these things is far from easy in his own experience. The gang– it’s coming to an end, and you both know it. Now you just have to find a way to exit peacefully, hopefully taking those that you love with you. 

"Shh, shh. You're okay." He coos, tucking your head under his chin.

Arthur is radiating with warmth, and you feel the frostbite leaving your nose as you nuzzle into his chest. His thumb reaches up to wipe away a fresh tear as he frowns lightly at the sight of you so upset. Your skin is soft against Arthur’s calloused hand, and your eyes slip closed as you savor the feeling of his touch.

“I’m scared, Arthur.” You admit, lip trembling as silent tears slide down your frozen cheeks. 

“I know you are, I know, but I will get you out of this mess. I promise you.” Arthur swears, resting back against the headboard as his mind runs rampant. He can’t let you die for this gang, and he’ll get you out safely if it's the last thing he does. 

“You just rest now, alright? You don’t gotta worry no more. I gotcha now.” Arthur murmurs, laying down with you nuzzled into his side. You cuddle against him as tightly as you can manage, placing your head on his chest as you nod your head. For the first time since Blackwater, the trails of tears from your reddened eyes cease.

Arthur’s hand runs soothingly up and down your back as he makes sure you’re comfortable and taking deep breaths. He wishes he could take this pain away from you, but he knows he can't. All he can do is hold you. 

Your eyes slip shut as you nuzzle against his blue wool coat, your cries dying down to soft sniffles. 

"Feelin' any better?" Arthur asks, watching as your breathing settles back to normal. Your cheeks are red from the cold, and your lashes stick together from sticky tears. Arthur pulls the blankets up over the two of you, not wanting you to catch a cold. 

"I am now that you’re here." You whisper, feeling a heavy tiredness fall over you. Arthur is so comfortable, and you feel safe enough to fall asleep in his arms. Arthur can tell you're drifting off, and he wraps his arms around you tighter for it. 

"It's okay, get some sleep. I'll still be here when you wake up." Arthur murmurs. Seeking more of his comfort, and taking another step towards telling him how you feel, you unwrap one of his arms from your body. Arthur's eyebrows pull together, and at first he's worried that he's crossed a line until you intertwine your fingers with his own and hold your joined hands against his chest. 

Arthur smiles down at your hands, watching your face relax as you finally drift to sleep. He'll hold you the rest of the night, making sure you're okay. 

"I'll get you outta this mess." He reiterates, "If it's the last thing I do, I won't let you die for these fools." 

He hopes that you'll go with him, run away to some place far. Arthur's never been one to daydream of pleasantries, but you make him want a home, a family. He'd leave the gang for you, he'd buy a home and work an honest job just so he could come home to you. He'd make you proud. 

But for now, all he can do is hold you, comfort you from the storm outside alongside the one raging in your mind. Now the only sounds in the room are the leaking roof and your light snores as you take comfort in the first safety you've felt in days. Arthur will always be that comfort for you. 

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[2demondogs]

I read your newest post and could you create a different version where they forgive each other and get together 😭 the ending was so painful to read

HAHA IM SORRYYYYYY NONNIE I always deliver on the angst what can I say /lh

Here is a self-indulgent version but he's still pathetic reader just matches his freak. Also the original for anyone uninitiated, took it up from where it turned sour.

Javier hears your voice for the first time in over a decade ordering at a saloon and he cannot move. Do you like Mexico? Where have you been? You're here, if he's not mistaken by that fake name (though you're a fool to reuse them) and the face (though you've aged) and the way you walk (though it's more confident). You're here, and Javier is suddenly very upset with himself because, even though he knows in his heart that none of it ever was about Dutch, he can't find the word traitor in his mouth.

It's been so long, you can't find it either. There's still hurt in you and maybe it has soured you just enough that you find yourself as weak to it as Javier. He looks every day of his age and then many more, and it pulls at something in you. You had hoped to grow old together. Here he is, and he has grown old without you.

Javier's still hopeless first and a romantic second. Being near you lets loose a decade of swallowed desperation that makes the right thing to do — turning on his heel, leaving — once again very difficult. He was given a second chance at life when Dutch found him those years ago, and here he is given a second chance at love. He'd be a fool not to take it.

So once again, he does not do the sensible thing. Instead, he buys you a shot and when you say his real name, he doesn't lie. You put your hand on your gun belt apprehensively, assuming he would want you dead, but that fear dwindles when he plucks your wrist away without so much as looking down. Javier still knows you like the back of his hand.

He hasn't changed, but this second chance might do it. He's different now, but there's too much familiarity in its ugliness. Javier used to be Javier, not just the things that he was made of. You have to admit that it softens you to see him broken and lost. You hadn't realized how lost you were yourself.

Still, you're both older, more hardened now. Javier curses himself for leaving when you part at the end of the night, so he doesn't let go when you run into each other the next week a town over. It proves to him that things are meant to be. It begins with keeping tabs on you — he's got the connections, now, plays the risky game of telling people he's concerned about your intentions — and ends with him trying and failing to convince you to work for the government alongside him.

You accuse of him of betraying his morals, and he agrees. Javier's working hard to keep some cognitive dissonance up, but at the end of the day, he goes where he has the best chance of survival. Eventually, his own desires will go numb enough to be at peace with it. You flare them up again. Javier wants like he hasn't wanted in years, and— well, he had never truly felt at home anywhere but with you. He still feels homesick. Maybe he can forget himself, for a while, if he goes where the wind takes you.

[esmedelacroix]

I saw fanart where Lyla and Gabriela are twins and hear me out: Miguel going into dad mode but also anxiety mode because he finds out you're having twins and ahhh he doesn't know how to handle this. What if he doesn't pay enough attention to both of them? How is he going to take care of both of them and you and do Spider-Man duty? But also he's hyped because TWO babies! Two! He's got mixed emotions.

hey nonnie! i love this omg, just imagine how excited but also nervous miguel would be to have not one, not two, but three girls to take care of...

Triple Trouble !

dad!miguel o'hara and his three girls !

𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸

futuredad!miguel o'hara who teared up at your appointment when the two of you found out you were having twins during an ultrasound. Afterward, he hugged you and knelt before you, thanking you for giving him a family.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who teared up even more at the gender reveal when the two of you found out that you were having twin girls. Both excitement and worry filled his stomach but mostly excitement.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who spent many restless nights working on the nursery whenever he was stressed or overthinking. You would often sit on the fluffy bean bag in the corner of the room ordering decorations and clothes for your girls. Out of the corner of your eyes, Miguel would be building their cribs and dressers while humming.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who would randomly geek about how excited he was about daily activities with the girls. "I can't wait to take them to the ranch over the summers," he sighed as he laid next to you one night, arms wrapped around you. You would giggle to yourself as he talked about how he got some bikes so he could take them to the park and teach them how to use them.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who started watching videos and practiced braids and hairstyles on you. He said he wanted to be ready to do their hair. He started off kind of bumpy but with consistent practice he got really good at it. He was relieved feeling more prepared to take care of his girls, and you got to have your hair done every day.

girldad!miguel o'hara who let you hold onto his hand throughout the whole pregnancy no matter how hard you squeezed. Who moved your hair away from your face whenever it got in the way and constantly planted kisses onto your forehead even though it was coated in sweat.

girldad!miguel o'hara who marveled at the beauty of his two newborn daughters and at you as you were glowing even after giving birth. "Gabriela and Lyla. They're perfect," Miguel said as held little baby Lyla against his chest. You had Gabriela in your arms and caressed the little hairs on her head.

girldad!miguel o'hara who told himself he wouldn’t be like Peter and bring his babies to work with him but he couldn't help himself. Once his daughters turned five years old and could walk and talk he took them to the spiders society and they loved it. They loved running around with spider-cat and pranking their father with Hobie.

girldad!miguel o'hara who takes the girls to their grandparent's house on Fridays so he can take you out and spend some alone time together. It's hard for him having three girls to take care of, to love, and to protect and not think that he isn't paying enough attention to you or the girls.

girldad!miguel o'hara who loved to see how different his daughters' styles were. The two of you liked to match them up when they were younger but let them experiment with their fashion tastes when they grew older. He liked seeing them have such different styles but still be so similar.

girldad!miguel o'hara who always does everyone's hair before they go out because after all that practice he did while you were pregnant, he got quite good at it. He would do bubble braids for Gabi, and double dutch braids for Lyla, and he helped you straighten your hair.

girldad!miguel o'hara who would somehow juggle being the leader of Spider Society and still make it to all of his daughters' sporting events, concerts, dance recitals, you name it. He drove a mom SUV with the family car stickers with the cute little stick figures. Always has his girls' bags in the trunk just in case and keeps pads and tampons on him and in his car in case one of his girls has an accident.

girldad!miguel o'hara who loves his daughters more than anything in the world and will never stop thanking you for giving him a family. Who loves you endlessly for always being there for him whenever he was overwhelmed or overthinking about whether or not he could be a good father. Who is your rock and helped you all throughout the pregnancy and helped take care of the girls.

girldad!miguel o'hara who is literally the best dad ever and takes immense pride in his daughters and wife <3

𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸 𓅰 𓅸

[mononijikayu]

Hello, Kayu!!!

Your writing is on another level. This asshole, cheater Nanami follows me even in my nightmares😭

Do you have any keys or tips how to write fast or how to make a really good plot? Especially how to work with angst, because in my opinion it’s really hard to put words together in a special order so the readers will cry their eyes out😭

hi dear nonnie!!!!

thank you for your praises. i am so grateful for you love and affection for all my work and how you've enjoyed it so far!!! though, i'm sorry that my version of nanami has followed you even in dreamland....that must be rough.

though i have to say, even me - i am a victim of nanami because i wrote the new chapter and i made some mistakes because i was so incensed with anger because he sucks lmaoooo

hm......when i write, it sort of depends on what approach i take it with because in some ways it depends on how i feel and how i am thinking at the time. it is who i am at the time. its very personal, its very raw and emotional. i really take everything that i am in what i write. plot or writing.

so for example with wildflower, it was me reflecting about a conversation i had with my own mother about how her life has gone. because she made choices that led her to being my mother and being someone's wife and not being the nurse she wanted to be.

and i began to reflect a lot about how i've heard and watched other women not be in that sort of space where they could be someone that they wanted to be.

and so that inspired me a lot with that as much as this movie called the happy housewife, which is a dutch film about this mother having a hard time adjusting to motherhood and as well as the lyrics of billie eilish's wildflower in itself, because it is deemed to be romantic. but i ended up thinking about a woman who's reflecting about herself in a third person pov about her role in people's lives.

so being immersed in a lot of things help me build the plot. you connect with people, you read, you enjoy films, you enjoy music. its a plethora of things that allow me to think the plots i think and i write them down on paper in jumbled up words and then i end up choosing what works and doesnt.

sometimes it takes a while, which is why i take breaks because i work on it so much that i get burnt out. as much as i do with my schooling. so it sort of a constant battle with this.

though sometimes i just have no plan. i just have a concept of what the plot could be and i just i write it out in trial and error. though this burst of energy is the worst because i end up suffering on the spot what happens and what doesn't.

with regards to writing, i write wherever i am. that is the escape i have with everything that goes on. i always have my phone, my laptop on me. sometimes in law lectures if we get breaks, i use that break to write some ideas i had a while ago while in the park.

or like if i have ideas somewhere else and i dont have my laptop on me, i write on my phone in the bus or while im walking or when im just trying to just chill out. so its a constant writing. sometimes i can formulate a story within an hour or two. sometimes its a more than that. its a whole thing.

i'm gonna use wildflower again as an example. i wrote wildflower in one sitting session. i don't like it when i leave something when it gets interesting and this was one of those moments i couldn't ignore that. it was a day off from uni, so i wrote wildflower in like the whole day, the breaks to eat and to pee and shower aren't involved. all the while wildflower by billie eilish was playing multiple times in loop because its the words that inspired it.

i think after this i had to lay down for an hour or so because my ass was burning and then i took walks around the house trying to go and not have cramps because i ended up doing it for too long. my eyes too, i had to close them for a while.

in some ways, this sort of craze in the writing is both a curse and a blessing. because i want to get it done but my body and my mind can only do so much most of the time. so there are some days i have no idea at all what to write or how to write or what comes next.

the biggest advice is to know your limits and to know what you can and cannot do and most of all pace yourself as much as you can be authentic and genuine in what you write. that is the biggest strength of my writing as much as it is the biggest grievance. still, i don't think i'll trade it for the world.

i know this has gotten long and maybe its not the best of advices and perhaps its just a good view of why writing is almost like a sport. but this is what i do. i've explained it on another ask. but i hope even though its quite a thing, it still does help you in some way!!!

i love you <3

[msfbgraves]

The leaks and spoilers for S6 have got me Big Mad. S6 is officially dead to me, I thought it was going to be bad, but this is WORSE. Just awful. Fuck this show.

Nonnie, look on the bright side. It'll be over and you won't have to engage with anything these writers write ever again. Whatever bullshit they want to pass off as badass and canon, however much they abuse any of the characters, you can ignore its existence. It's simply fanfic that doesn't appeal.

Will I have a hard time resisting any of Ralph's future turns as Daniel? Maybe! But Ralph has been reported to be fine with whatever those dudebros write for the character. He has also said to have pushed back, but I used to think Ralph's involvement was a guarantee they'd treat the character with respect and in my view, it isn't, or not anymore. Especially not since the Miyagi AI fiasco.

Pure depiction does not a story make. Slight tangent to make that point: one of my first character loves was Donald Duck, but, as I didn't know then, my country has its own very specific way and tradition of writing that character. There's some Disney oversight but the Dutch writers have created a very Dutch Donald. So one time on vacation I picked up a German language Donald Duck comic, and it was - off. That wasn't my Donald, even though he looked like him. So I put it aside. And if Ralph chooses to play Daniel again, it may not be my Daniel - how I enjoy watching him. Again, my Daniel tried to end Terry Silver over suggesting his kids would don CK gis, so some of these leaks have made me question my sanity, or theirs. Is my Daniel the only valid interpretation? Of course not. But even Ralph cannot make me enjoy watching Daniel if they write him doing things Ralph cannot sell the Daniel LaRusso we met in The Karate Kid doing. That boy would not rage break his son's iPad while yelling at him to be Quiet!!! He would not give up on Robby. He, to his detriment, never goes behind people's backs, and when he tries, he's insanely bad at it. If he confronts people he is always right in people's face. He wouldn't go back to the Sekai Taikai! "Karate fought for trophy, karate no mean nothing" - and then a kid DIES and Daniel is still like "This is fine!"??? If he liked tournaments so much he was willing to disregard Miyagi's feelings over them so completely he would have competed sooner. (Yeah but Miyagi was - no he was not that contradicts the first film in several ways and it doesn't fit with the timeline. It is a bullshit retcon so they can stage a spectacle).

So when Germany didn't write my Donald, I stopped engaging with that Donald and read something else until there were new stories with my Donald to be had. This does not mean that other Donalds are not allowed to exist and anyone is bad for writing or liking that Donald, but I have happily ignored him since. I know where to find my Daniel, too- in the films and in snippets of CK, mainly throughout S2 parts of S3 and in his interactions with Terry. I have high hopes for the films but if that is, again, not my Daniel I am completely free to ignore that iteration of him and go back to minding my own business, Ralph or no Ralph. Anything John, Josh and Hayden touch I am dismissing on sight. Am I right about that? Maybe not, but who cares? There are many people in this world who have had rich, fulfilling lives without interacting in any way with Daniel LaRusso, though I still think that I'd recommend The Karate Kid to anyone alive. And no one can touch that if I don't let them, not Ralph, not Hayden, not a hundred AI Miyagis.

Just as I can come back to my Donald, (while knowing full well that is a very specific interpretation that appeals to me and likely not others) I can come back to my Daniel.

[celticcrossanon]

CC, the Dutch are refusing to take the blame for Scobie's horrible Endgame stunt. According to Neil Sean's youtube video "MEGHAN - LIES WILL OUT & THERE IS NO ESCAPE ..LATEST NEWS" (from Dec 17th, 2023)— allegedly, they're making a documentary of the publishing fiasco. It was heartbreaking to see how devastated these poor professional Dutch translators were in trying to defend their livelihood during this PR frenzy. I hope the Dutch documentary nails Scobie/Meghan/Harry to the wall for this.

Hi Nonny,

So do I. What happened to those Dutch translators was horrible. They were simply professionals doing their job, and Scobie lies and creates a huge media frenzy around them. I hope he gets sued by the publisher for everything he has because of his blatant lies.

[arcane-vagabond]

Helloo,

Your little video of the stingrays was very cute! I don't know if I would have the courage to touch them though. Do you think you would ever swim with them? (That's a thing right?)

I have my first day of internship tomorrow and I'm excited and nervous. I have to wake up at 6 am, (I'm so not happy, I'm not a morning person :) ) because if I take one train later I'm 5 minutes late. Also the one that I need has delay most of the time soo. Do you use public transport (a lot) ?

Your Dutch Nonny <3

Hey, Dutch!

I would LOVE to swim with them one day! I spend at least two hours just petting them, so who knows how long I’ll sit in the pool with them lol their barbs are filed down every so often so they don’t sting anyone, so it’s completely safe to put your hand in and pet them! They’ve got a mucous layer on top of their skin, so they’re actually kind of slimy! The zebra sharks are very scratchy and feel like sandpaper.

But that sucks!! I hate that for you. I’m not much of a morning person either until I have a chance to wake up, and even then I’m never full functional until around 9:30 lol We don’t have very reliable public transportation where I’m from, so I drive a lot! Thankfully, it’s only about a 15 minute drive to my parking garage and then a 3 minute walk to my building after that! So it’s not too bad compared to the forty minute drive I used to make to my last job!

Have this video I took of one of the puffins while we were at the zoo!!

[2demondogs]

Could you write Hosea x gender neutral reader headcanons about different cons they run together/how they are when they do cons together? One of my favorite cutscenes is when Hosea and Arthur go to the Rhodes saloon to give away the moonshine. His planning and the backstory he comes up with is just so ridiculous and I love it. (I love him…)

So bold of you to assume I have a lick of creativity in my bones, nonnie... /lh. Based on some common cons from the 1890s. RIP Hosea you would've loved shitcoins and Ponzi schemes </3

GIF made from a clip by SatinePlays on TT/YT!

Hosea has a backlog of personalities for cons, though he doesn't ever say that outright. Every now and again, he'll spin some new yarn for one or two when life is slow around camp. Eric Anyman wouldn't be caught dead robbing a store, far too shy, more of a long-con man; meanwhile, that's the ever-impulsive Henry Whoever's specialty. He may or may not pull a lot of his names and inspiration from crime novels (hence the pulp-iness), and mostly sticks to unique surnames to keep it all straight in his head.

Most of his part on planning is selling it. If you want to figure out all of the details, go right ahead. Actually... he might offload the finer things onto you either way. Even if there's bumps or gaps in the plan, he's confident the two of you can smooth it over with charisma. Perhaps a little too confident. And anyways, he finds it thrilling to be put on the spot— some of his best ideas have come to him that way.

He's a fan of more thoughtful schemes, nowadays. Snake oil, a fictitious silver mine or two or three. Hell, he got a real kick out of watching you sell a bogus patent the two of you roped in Arthur for. Not much of a technical artist, that one, but it was good enough to scrape two-hundred dollars out of one town. If they're man-power orientated, the takeaway has to be worth it. Damsel in distress and stagecoach robbing were fun games in his youth, and he'll play along still, but the taking was usually small.

A favorite of you two — mostly because it targets the wealthy businessmen — is selling fake stocks. Camping just out of town for a few days, going 'round to the shops with a few too many patrons or that leave bad tastes in your mouths, and making away with hundreds of dollars over the eighteen nineties version of a shitcoin is always extremely satisfying. Hosea tends to have a good instinct for when it's time to skip town, which may or may not have magically developed after the Kettering incident with Dutch. They're not quite as successful as they used to be given the stocks crash, but he insists if you keep playing them right, the two of you will make out big one time.

One of the most disastrous scams you ran was borne of utter boredom, holed up in the same camp for too long. It was foolish to worm your way into the political underground to begin with, but Hosea tends to get over-zealous when he's cooped up too long and you were simply excited for the bragging rights of conning other conmen. It didn't take very long to happen across someone who had already submitted their bribes for that feller to win the run for sheriff, and he didn't take too kindly to two people with out-of-state accents asking for a second. Needless to say, getting mobsters on your tails got camp to change the scenery!

[cowboydisaster]

Could you please write some headcanons of Dutch taking care of his partner while they’re struggling with their mental health? I just need this man to hold me while I cry for a few hours

Headcanons: Dutch x reader (comforting your mental health)

a/n: Hey, nonny. I hope all is okay. I struggle lots with my mental health too and I hope this manages to help in some way <3. Take care of yourself xx

some specific headcanons are set in clemens point

Dutch always gets up extra early to read and survey the camp. You usually follow him out of bed in a few hours, but on certain days you don't, and his heart breaks when he realizes you've not gotten out of bed.

Some days you just can't manage to get out of bed. He'll come back inside the tent, crawl back into bed with you, and talk.

"Just come walk with me, just for a few minutes by the river." He'll urge you, knowing that getting up and outside tends to help.

Some days when your head gets to you, you can manage to go with him. But he understands that on the bad days you just can't.

Dutch doesn't fully understand what you're going through, but he wants to help. He loves you, and seeing you so broken pains him greatly. He wishes that he could take the weight from your shoulders, but all he can do is be by your side.

He brings you coffee or tea in bed. He'll read to you, talk to you, basically do anything to keep you awake so you don't slip into a worse state. He lets you rest when he knows you need it though, and he's right at your back cuddling you.

Dutch brings you food, not Pearson's stew, but your favorite meal, and he encourages you to eat something. He also makes sure you're drinking plenty of water.

He keeps in touch with Grimshaw and Arthur on these days, letting Grimshaw know to leave you be and giving Arthur control of the camp. No one asks questions.

Dutch let's you know that despite how you feel, you're so strong. He tells you that what you're going through is incredibly hard, and that you're doing so good.

He's there by your side to hold you when you cry, and he's outside the tent when you need space.

Dutch tells you that no matter what, he'll be with you, and no matter how bad it feels, you'll get through it. He loves you so much, and will be anything you need him to be <3

[kjack89]

I'm going to see the dutch version of Les Mis next week and I know the actors playing Javert and Marius are dating and i just hope that it won't pop up in my head during the show. Sorry, you're the only Les Mis account I follow, so do with that info what you want.

If you were to ask what the funniest potential dating combo from the show would be, this would definitely rank 😂

Thank you for sharing, Nonny – while I hope you’re not too distracted by this knowledge, please be aware that I will be giggling about this for, like, a while.

(I mean, I’m sorry, but the dynamics of this Javert trying to stop Valjean when rescuing Marius?? Hilarity. Iconic. No notes.)

[musette22]

Hi minnie, found out from one of the posts that you did your master's in the UK. I'm doing the same currently. How was your experience?? I love my uni studies and all but fuck the weather!!!. I'm in the northwest of England and I haven't seen the sun in ages. I experienced sun, rain, cloud, blue skies and fog all at once in the uk. It was a bizarre experience.

As an ex-international student in the uk can you suggest some tips and tricks to manage the crippling living expenses and earning some cash 🤌🏻 🤌🏻 🤌🏻

Hiii darling! That's right, I did! How exciting that you're doing it too right now! 💓 I hope you're having an amazing time, I definitely did 🥰

I don't know what your situation is exactly, but personally, but I spent quite a bit of time in the UK before I moved there to do my masters (I'm Dutch, but I'd already done a semester abroad and an internship in Wales and I had friends in London who I visited frequently, and I've just always been something of an anglophile/UK lover), so I was pretty familiar with the UK and London and its weather 🙈 Although the weather in Northern England is definitely a bit more gloomy than it is in the South, there's no doubt about that! I really love a lot of things about the UK, but the lack of sunshine definitely isn't one of those things 🙈 So I feel you on that one, even though the Netherlands honestly aren't that much better! You might be from a sunnier part of the world though, so in that case, you definitely have my sympathies 😬

As for earning a living and dealing with the high costs, I was lucky enough to get a government loan as well as a scholarship for my degree, so most of the costs for the 12 month duration of my masters (it was a full year one) were covered by those. Towards the end of my degree, though, I decided I wanted to stay in London, so then I looked for a job. A friend of mine was, at the time, working with a small company who were looking for someone to temporarily replace one of their employees and the job was right up my street, so she arranged an interview for me and fortunately, I got the job. It was only supposed to be for the last few months of my degree, but then the person I was covering for decided they weren't coming back after all, and I was hired permanently. So basically, I just got really lucky 😭🙈 I worked at that company full-time until I moved back to the Netherlands a few years later for personal reasons, so I'm afraid I never really had to look for other ways to earn some cash at the time!

However, a couple of things that helped me save money during my studies in the UK (but which I assume you're already doing too, as they're super obvious student things): I lived with other students for a while, which meant cheaper rent, I did most of my groceries at Lidl, Aldi and Tesco, I got a student Underground and Railway card and used every possible student discount on other things I could get, and I also knew exactly where the happy hours were at what time 😅

I'm so sorry I can't really offer any other advice in this regard, but maybe there are others reading this who might have tips for you?? If anyone does, please feel free to chip in and help nonnie out! 😊 In any case, I hope you're loving your masters and your time in the UK as much as I did, lovely!!! Wishing you lots of luck and fun and please feel free to tell me more about your experience!! 💓💓

[peridotglimmer]

This might be a dumb question but: why would you need more than one bible?

Hi Nonny! No genuine questions are dumb questions. And this certainly isn't one.

Putting this under a read more because I seem to have rambled a bit.

I'm assuming this is in response to this post where I mentioned I bought 2 Bibles at the thrift shop today.

For me, this is just a place where my love for languages and my faith intersect.

Quick note: I'm not a historian or a theologist. I just like languages. And Bibles.

Those 2 Bibles that I bought today are different Dutch translations of the Bible. You see, the original Bible texts were in Hebrew and Biblical Aramaic (the Old Testament) and in Koine Greek (the New Testament).

(The original language of the deuterocanonical books is debated, but seems to be a mixture of Koine Green, Semitic languages like Hebrew and Aramaic, and Latin, but I digress).

This is my current collection of Bibles. (Had to censor the bottom left one because my full legal name is engraved in the cover of that one.) From left to right, top to bottom, they are (with years of first print, and abbreviations):

De Nieuwe Bijbelvertaling 2004 - NBV

De Bijbel in Gewone Taal 2014 -BGT

De Bijbel in Gewone Taal - De Eerste Teksten 2013 - BGT

The New Revised Standard Version Bible 1989 - NRSV

De Bijbel in de Nieuwe Vertaling 1951 - NBG51

De Statenvertaling 1637 - SV

All of these are different translations of the original texts, and I like comparing the versions. I grew up reading the first one, the NBV, and the church I currently attend uses both the NBV, NBV-21 and the BGT concurrently.

Even if you don't speak Dutch, you'll be able to tell that these 4 versions of Genesis 1, the first chapter of the first book of the Old Testament, are very different (left to right, top to bottom - NBG51, SV, NBV, BGT):

Whenever I'm reading the Bible for religious reasons, I'll usually stick to one version. But I do occasionally look up the passage I'm reading in the other versions, just to compare the translations.

Are there any translations I'd like to add to my collection? In Dutch, I'd like to add the Herziene Statenvertaling, the Willibrordvertaling, the Groot Nieuws Bijbel, Het Boek, the Naardense Bijbel, and the BasisBijbel. Along with that, there's a translation of the Torah by Huub Oosterhuis and Alex van Heusden that I'd love to own, because they've made an attempt to stick to the style and imagery of the Hebrew as much as possible.

As for English Bibles, well, I think I'll focus on the Dutch ones first. I was gifted the one English one I own when I lived in the US, when I was 7.

...this was probably a more extensive reply than you intended to get with this question but uh...yeah. Languages, woo!

[pickles-dethklok]

To the mental health struggling nonnie, I don't know if it'll help, but as a mental health struggling nonnie myself, hang in there. I try to do something outside of my norm.

Get 3 cups of flour, 2 tsp kosher salt, 2 tbsp yeast, 2-3 cups of warm water, and make some bread. You mix the dry, add the water. Let rise for 2 hours, bake at 450 °F for 30 mins in a Dutch oven (or a deep oven safe dish or pot with a lid), then 12 mins with the lid off.

You'll be okay. And now you'll have some delicious bread to enjoy. 🫂

/ooc Everyone take care of themselves, I want this account to be positive for all kinds of mental health, if anyone ever needs to reach out or just needs a friend I hope this community can be that, even if it's small or not the most popular, everyone deserves a safe space❤️

[arcane-vagabond]

Hiiii Liz,

How was your aquarium visit?

Curious Dutch nonny :)

Hey Dutch!!

It was great, thanks for asking!! 💛