#farmer soleil

[imyourbratzdoll]

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💌𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄💌

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 18+ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄! 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘

AGE AND SIZE DIFFERENCE IS ADDED TO ALL! ALL MEN ARE LARGER THAN THE READER! THE ELVES ARE THE SIZE OF HER PALM!

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𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬:

𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚 (ma fée) - were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 (ma lapin) - easter bunny logan howlett x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 (ma ange) - elf steve rogers x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 (ma coeur) - santa ari levinson x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓 (mon étoile) - elf ransom drysdale x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 (ma fleur) - elf jake jensen x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚 (ma papillon) - elf frank adler x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒗𝒆 (ma colombe) - the grinch bucky barnes x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍 (ma perle) - lifeguard ari levinson x tiny reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 (mon trésor) - elf johnny storm x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 (ma princesse) - elf curtis everett x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆 (mon biche) - elf lee bodecker x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 (ma chaton) - jock jake wyler x nerdy girlfriend reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 (mon amour) - bull hybrid ari levinson x farmer reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 (ma chérie) - were-bear henry cavill x bunny hybrid reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 (ma pêche) - steve kemp x girlfriend reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒆 (ma bourdon) - best friend’s dad ari levinson x young reader x his friend andy barber

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒘𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑 (ma goutte de rosée) - willy wonka x lover reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 (ma douce rose) - best friend’s brother curtis everett x innocent reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 (ma lumière des étoiles) - rick grimes x best friend reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒏 (mon soleil) - elf lloyd hansen x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 (mon sucre) - luke danes x partner reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍 (ma poupée) - stepdad bucky barnes x stepdaughter reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒆 (ma tarte aux cerises) - stepdad steve rogers x stepdaughter reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎 (ma prune de sucre) - stepbrother curtis everett x stepsister reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎 (ma prune) - winter soldier bucky barnes x pretty reader

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𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃

𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 - cupid pre-serum steve rogers x lovesick reader

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[iluvchick3nz]

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen this: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8NASMSn/ clip of baby Taylor swift but it gave me SUCH baby leo vibes the way she says “thank you!…thanks for saying that!” and it just made me think of the cubs watching each others home videos

I am not going to lie- I am not a Taylor Swift fan, nor am I really on TikTok. And I don't pay much attention to celebrities in general, so I DEFINITELY don't get the reference, BUT I love love LOVE home movies. My parents have some of my brothers and I that I love, so I thought it'd be cool to have an O'Hara Brother Feature.

Keep the asks coming! All credits to @lumosinlove !

“Oh-ho, look at these gems,” Finn laughed. He had a box open in front of him on the ground, laden with VHS tapes in his parent’s Hamptons house living room. “A blast from the past.”

“Quoi?” Logan asked. He came up behind Finn to put a hand on his back, glass of wine held in the other. “What are those?”

“These, my baby, are old family movies.” Finn smiled at the dates scribbled on the back. “Oh man, we gotta put these in. I think we still have the VHS player under the TV.”

“Ouais,” Logan said, kissing the top of his head. It smelled salty like the sea, and musky, like Finn. “I’ll go get Le.”

“Mm,” Finn hummed. “Tell him to get out of the kitchen and sit down. He’s doing too much.”

Logan laughed and straightened. “I’ll try, but your mother’s recipe book collection is hard to pull him away from.”

Sure enough, when he entered the large kitchen, Leo was sat at the granite countertop on a barstool, humming to himself and flipping through one of Haley’s cookbooks. He had an entire stack of a half dozen in front of him, and a piece of paper that he kept tearing up and using to create bookmarks. Logan watched his back fondly for a moment before sidling up to him and kissing his cheek. “What are you reading, soleil?”

“Falafel fritters with a tomato and carrot cream,” Leo said. He didn’t even turn to look at Logan, eyes focused on the page. “It’s in this new vegan book Haley got, I think I’ll make it as an appetiser tomorrow.”

“Ouais, sounds good,” Logan replied. He pressed soft kisses to the skin under Leo’s ear. “Leo.”

“One second.” Leo’s eyes were still glued to the recipe and he ripped some paper to make a bookmark, then turned to drape his arms over Logan’s shoulders. “Hi. Hi, sweetheart, hi.” He kissed Logan softly. “Sorry, I’ve been so focused.”

“Non, it’s good,” Logan said gently with a smile. He ran a palm up and down Leo’s side. “You’re so relaxed. You sleep better here.”

Leo nodded. “I think it’s the air. And the food. I like having time to cook more.” He perked up and turned to another cookbook. “Which reminds me, I also saw this Yemeni recipe for lamb, it looks really good.” He flipped through a few pages, brows furrowed, and Logan leaned his head on his shoulder. “I can’t remember what page it’s on, I’m sure I bookmarked it-”

“Ouais, mon coeur, sounds good,” Logan murmured into his skin. He took the book gently from Leo’s hands and set it down. “We can go to the farmer’s market tomorrow for vegetables and to the butcher’s the next town over. And there’s the spice shop right beside it, ouais?”

Leo was nodding. He ran a hand through Logan’s hair. “Ouais, sounds good.” He took Logan’s glass for a sip of wine and then set it on the counter. “C’mere,” he said, folding Logan into a hug. With Leo sat down like that, they were closer in height, and it was easier for Logan to tuck his face into his neck. Leo let out a deep sigh. “I’m so happy here. I feel so much better.”

“I know,” Logan whispered. He felt the tension in his muscles ease. “You’re so beautiful here.” He pulled back to kiss Leo gently a few times then took his hands. “C’mon. Fish found some home movies he wants to show us.”

“Oh yeah?” Leo asked, eyebrows raised in amusement. He turned to organize the cookbooks back together. “Can’t miss that. You want more wine, honey?”

Logan shook his head. “Non, merci.” He looped his arms around Leo’s neck when he turned around. He stood on Leo’s socked feet with a smile. “Just you. You and rouge.”

Leo grinned at him walked them a few steps before grabbing Logan under his thighs and picking him up. Logan gasped out a laugh and squeeze Leo’s hips with his thighs. “Soleil.”

“It’s the vacation bliss, honey,” he said matter-of-factly. His blue eyes were twinkly and happy. “Let’s go see our boy.”

Back in the living room, Finn had seemingly figured out how to work the VHS player and was flicking the television on. He smiled up from the couch when they came in. “Hello, lovers.” He raised his eyebrows. “Lo, did you somehow lose function in your feet on vacation?”

“Non,” Logan said. Leo brought him closer to the couch and he gently transferred himself from Leo’s arms and onto the cushions. “Non, but vacation means I get to be carried around.”

“And what about our Leo?” He patted his lap. “Come sit, sunshine.”

“Hi,” Leo said as he straddled Finn’s waist. “What’d you find, sweetheart?”

Finn caressed Leo’s ribs. “Home movies of Al and I when we were little. I wanna watch them.” He leaned in to kiss Leo softly, and Logan loved how gentle he always was with them. “Having fun being a personal climbing gym?”

Leo laughed, his face flushing. “Loads,” he said. “If you can be mine.”

“Count on it baby, hold on.”

Finn abruptly stood up, clutching one hand under Leo’s thigh and the other around his back, and dipped him towards the ground. Leo’s face was red with laughter and his curls hung freely away from his head as he tilted it back. “Fish, your back-”

“You’re not hurting me,” Finn said through his snickering, love written all over his face as he bent to kiss at Leo’s neck exaggeratedly. “I could just eat you for dessert.”

“No,” Leo laughed, his biceps flexing where they were wrapped around Finn’s shoulders. 

“No?” Finn asked incredulously. He straightened and boosted Leo higher in his arms with a pout. “What do you mean, ‘no’? Logan and I love eating you for dessert.” He turned to look at Logan. “Isn’t that right, Lo, baby?”

“Ouais, my favorite,” Logan sighed with a soft smile. He brought his feet up under him and tilted his head to lay back against the cushions. “Allez, ici.”

Finn placed another kiss on Leo’s cheek and sat back down on the couch, Leo swinging a leg around to settle down on his other side. Logan threw his legs across their laps and poked Leo’s thigh with his toes. “Le.”

Leo snorted but massaged his arches with his thumbs. “What excuse do you have for foot rubs? I thought they stopped functioning.” 

Logan just looked up at him through his eyelashes. “Non, they didn’t. They’re sore.”

Leo just kissed his ankle.

Meanwhile, Finn had switched over to the right input on the TV. He briefly lifted Logan’s legs up to go to the player and press ‘play’, then sat back down with an excited little shimmy. “I have no idea how long these are, but the date should be when I was about a year and a half and Alex about five. Should be pretty funny.”

Leo chuckled. “I bet. You’ve both been trouble makers since you were born.”

“Hush,” Finn said teasingly. “I am an esteemed gentleman.”

“Non,” Logan snorted. “Non, you’re not.” He reached for Finn’s hand and kissed it. “But you’re very sweet.

“Well, we know how you feel about sweet things, huh, sweet thing?” Finn retorted. He rubbed a palm up and down Logan’s thigh. “Oh, shit, it’s loaded.”

They all turned their heads to look at the screen. Logan recognized the O’Hara’s brownstone living room, but there was carpet instead of hardfloor and the video was a bit grainy. Ramsey was sat on the floor, hair a little bit less gray and thicker, but still that deep auburn that was signature to the O’Hara’s. He had black glasses with overly large rectangular frames, and his eyes were trained on the foam blocks in front of him. Beside him was-

“Oh, sweetheart,” Leo said fondly. “You were so cute! Oh, look at you.”

Finn, no more than a toddler, was sat next to his father in just a pull-up. His face was freckly, all though not as much as in adulthood, and his hair was still red and thick, much thicker than a normal toddler’s. He was a bit chubby and his eyes were still toasty brown and wide, trained on Ramsey as his father tried to demonstrate how to stack blocks on top of one another. Finn was watching him carefully. 

“Finn, baby,” Haley, who was filming, said. “Whatcha doing?”

Finn turned and gave her a toothy grin, exactly the same one he gave Logan and Leo every day. “Mama.”

Haley laughed. “Hi, baby. You having fun with dad?”

“Yeah, bud,” Ramsey cooed. He held up a blue rectangle. “Can you stack it for me?”

Finn furrowed his brow and nodded, taking the block from his father and placing it on top of the small pile. He smiled, proud of his work. “Mama, look!”

“I see baby!” Haley laughed. “Can you tell me the colors, please?”

Finn nodded, and rattled them off from bottom to top. Red, blue, yellow, green, pink- he stumbled over the world ‘purple’, which made his father laugh and run a hand over the top of his head. “Purple, buddy.”

“Poi-pur-purple.”

Haley and Ramsey cooed over him again, and he bounced happily where he was sat on the floor- until someone else came into the frame. 

“Mom!” a little Alex O’Hara called. “Mom, I don’t know where my skates are. I want to bring them in for show and tell.”

He walked further into the frame then, a spitting image of Finn- or, really, Finn was a spitting image of him- but older and taller. He stopped when he saw his mom with the camera, and went up to hug at her legs eagerly. “Can I see myself?”

“What’s the magic word?” Ramsey asked.

“Please?”

“Sure, honey, hold on.” There was a movement, presumably Haley flipping the little video screen on the side over to display Alex to himself. “There you go, can you see?”

“Yeah, thanks,” Alex said. He was checking himself out in the camera, smoothing his hair back slightly. His eyes brightened suddenly. “Hey, Fishy, come here.”

“Alex, what are you doing?”

“I’m gonna show Finn himself, dad,” Alex said. He went over and scooped his hands under Finn’s armpits. Finn protested slightly, but Alex wrapped his arms around Finn’s chest. “It’s okay, Fish, I got you.” He lifted him up gingerly and waddled him over to the camera. “Look, Finn, look,” he gasped, voice higher. “Look, it’s you! Can’t you see?” He used one hand to point. “Can you see us, Fishy?”

Finn took a second to look, then burst out laughing. “Alex!”

“Yeah,” Alex giggled. “Look at this.” He crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, sending Finn into a fit of laughter all over again. Ramsey and Haley were laughing, too, shaking the camera slightly.

“Al, be careful,” Ramsey said. “Don’t squeeze him too hard.”

“I won’t hurt him,” Alex replied, giving Finn a hug. “He’s my baby brother.” He made another face at the camera. “Fishy, make a funny face, too!”

Finn did his best attempt at mimicking his brother, and then the tape went dark. 

Logan took a breath, carefully looking over at Finn beside him. He was smiling, a hand brought up to his chin. Leo looked at Logan from across his body and winked, then leaned in to kiss the side of Finn’s head. “You smile exactly the same.”

Finn didn’t say anything for a few seconds. Then, as though he couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing. “Did you see my father’s glasses?” He had to lean back on the couch he was laughing so hard. “Oh my God, and Alex’s shirt? That was bright fucking neon yellow, what an awful fashion statement.”

Logan brought his legs back to tuck under himself and leaned in to scratch at Finn’s scalp. “Ouais, but you were wearing- what do you call them?”

“A pull-up, sweetheart,” Leo said.

“Right, a pull-up.” He grinned against Finn’s jaw. “It barely fit over your chubby thighs.”

“Hey,” Finn said. “I was a baby.”

“I thought your chubby thighs were cute, honey,” Leo said. He also had an arm around Finn, but was massaging at the base of his neck. “I didn’t realize you were that chunky, my Lord.”

“I grew out of it by the time I was four. Then I was a scrawny fucker for a while, jeez.”

Logan bit at his bicep. “Not anymore.”

“Nope, now I’m all muscly for you,” Finn said smugly. “Means I can pick you up.”

Leo laughed. “So you’re muscly so we can use you as our personal climbing gym?”

“I said what I said.”

Leo shook his head. “You’re ridiculous.” He kissed Finn’s cheek. “I love you very much.” He nodded at the T.V. “Let’s put in another tape.”

“Ouais,” Logan said lowly. He looked up through his lashes with a grin. “And then dessert?”

Finn’s whipped his head over to look at him, smiling, then turned to Leo. “I could eat dessert.”

Leo’s face was bright red, but he looked pleased. “Movie first. Then you can eat dessert.” 

Logan laughed- he had never seen Finn scramble to stand up so fast.  

[risingsoleil]

Hello Soleil! Hope all’s good with you.

Wanted to ask about your thoughts on Linzin’s love language. How they prefer to give and receive, things like that 🥰

Hello Yellow!! I'm doing good after a really busy week haha I hope you're doing great and getting a lot of rest over the weekend 🫶

Thank you so much for the ask! Let's break it down!

Lin's love languages: physical touch, quality time, and acts of service

Growing up with Toph, I think everyone can definitely agree that Lin enjoys receiving and giving physical touch to show affection, support, comfort, and love. Simply focusing on her relationship with Tenzin and how this plays out, touch also helps her feel grounded. Bad day at work where she lost a colleague or she faced a lot of criticism from the press? First thing Tenzin does is give her a hug, and just being in that embrace grounds her back to reality and also soak in the love and protection of her partner.

Also, when she cuddles Tenzin, sometimes it's super aggressive bc CAN'T. GET. CLOSE. ENOUGH. TO. HER. BOYFRIEND (or husband 😍) She's wearing a tanktop and some shorts, while Tenzin is shirtless. Lin has her legs around him too so he can't escape. But he's a fucking heater, so after a while she needs some space to cool off lol

Second love language would be quality time. Toph was really busy with work, leaving Lin and Su to fend for themselves more often than they should have. I feel that since she didn't have that with her mom, it becomes something she values in her relationships with others. This only solidifies as Lin and Tenzin grow up and become involved in their careers. Their jobs take so much of their time, and they need those days of simply being together or going on quiet dates. Luckily, they have similar outlooks on how they want to spend their time together. Plus, the world and especially RC is so nosy on their relationship and business, that they just want to be together in peace. I like to imagine that they have conversations sometimes about what kind of life they would like to live if they weren't who they were. Tenzin would say living quietly in the countryside as a farmer...Lin would joke he can be a cabbage farmer. Lin would say that there's no use in thinking about a different life bc what else can they do to change it? Nothing. But her answer might be a pro-bending coach.

Lastly, she values acts of service. I think Toph instilled in her the idea that words don't mean anything. Actions speak volumes. Lin is a protector and will take the bullet for anyone she cares about. I feel like the line between protector and taking care of others' needs can get blurry with her. When Tenzin is stepping up for her and taking care of her, she's gonna protest, but inside, she appreciates it so much. She has the difficulty of learning how to allow others to take care of her, but Tenzin knows.

Overall, her love languages to receive/give are mostly the same.

Now, we move on to...

Tenzin's love languages: words of affirmations, quality time, and physical touch

Tenzin has a different dynamic going on because he has this title: airbender. For him, he has this luxury of being "spoiled" or "adored" by the world, but the other side of the sword is that he must deal with the crippling responsibility of "reviving the Air Nation and continuing Aang's legacy." I can imagine he would hear compliments, receive facors and gifts due to his connection to Aang and also being the first airbender born in...a long time. All of those things always felt superficial to him, so it doesn't hold as much meaning for him. Also with receiving gifts, his culture teaches to detach from earthly materials anyway.

Words of affirmation: He might appreciate this to some extent. Tenzin needs a lot of verbal validation, especially since he is insecure about how he's continuing his dad's legacy (if we follow canon). Lin may not be lovey-dovey with her words, but she knows how to support and comfort him by telling him what he needs to hear.

Lin: Tenz...of course you are good enough. You are more than enough. So what if you can't get into the spirit world? Do I love you less? Tenzin: No. Lin: Exactly. I love you regardless.

On the other hand, Tenzin is amazing at giving words of affirmation. Reading all of those ancient scrolls makes him a pretty smart cookie and helps him talk smoothly. Except when he tried to ask out Lin on a date for the first time...that was...mind went blank and somehow she ended up dating him. In general, he enjoys showering Lin with loving words all the time. People can be cruel, the press is merciless at times and that weighs on Lin, and she might not have the best record of speaking highly on herself very likely. If no one else is going to tell her she's beautiful, loved, powerful, fierce, and enough...who else will? Tenzin will gladly work overtime to make sure Lin hears his millionth poem about how much he loves her and adores her.

His second love language is quality time, and I think it's for the similar reasons as Lin. Although, I think he spent a lot of time with people growing up, but felt very alone. He wasn't seen for himself, but rather his bending. Lin knows and loves him for who Tenzin is. Spending time with Lin also helps him get a reality check because he tends to be more coddled by people than her.

Lin: You can't just force people to become air nomads, Airhead. Tenzin: But they're airbenders now! They need to be part of our nation, who wouldn't want to? Lin: Tenzin...do you hear yourself? The acolytes started out as groupies. They became acolytes on their own volition. These are people who have their own identities. You can't just force them to give up everything they know for YOU.

Lastly, physical touch. I think he grew to enjoy giving/receiving physical affection especially when he started developing feelings for Lin. The added layer to this love language is that it reminds him that Lin is alive and with him. She's breathing, unharmed, and safe in his arms. Her job is so dangerous and she's constantly putting herself on the line. He's had nightmares of losing her and just being able to hold her while they sleep? Never letting go.

Finally, let's be real. Tenzin is horny and wild af in bed. I don't think he can keep it in his pants when he's around her. But who can blame him? Look at Lin Beifong. Celibacy? That word has not been in his vocabulary since he was 17 and started dating Lin.

That's all of it, thank you so much again for the ask, queen! I hope you enjoyed reading!

[blccmedrage]

Name: Daniella Dömötör Occupation: Bartender at the Soleil night club Age: 440 Sexuality: Lesbian Species: Vampire Clan?: Dömötör Hometown: Čachtice, Slovakia Relationship Status: Single Personality Traits: Dismissive, cruel, critical, protective, loyal, generous

Biography -

Born in the year 1584 to immigrants in Hungary, Daniella lived the normal life of a farmer’s daughter. It was the year that she turned 16 that things would change, the crops weren’t growing, the livestock were dying at random, and her family had fallen on hard times as many had in the village, it was one night as her father was at the tavern that an opportunity had been laid before him. Two days later Daniella found herself sitting in the back of a carriage being taken the village over, Čachtice, the home of the castle of the bloody countess, Elizabeth Bathory. Though at the time she wasn’t known as such.

Working in the castle wasn’t bad at first, it was grueling work, but she was used to that from the farm. Though the hours were queer. It seemed the countess would stay in the shadows, locked away throughout the day, only really seen at night, it would be a month before the horrors began. She’d heard sounds in her time there, sounds like screams of anguish and pain, but it was forbidden to wander outside of where you were allowed and the punishments could be cruel. She’d seen the welts and lashing marks on the others who didn’t follow the rules, so keeping her head down she was surprised when the countess asked for her one evening. What was uncovered that night still plagues her to this day. The woman was a monster to her, both physically and in her cruelty.

It wouldn’t be for nine more years until she was freed from her misery, though the means…well that was another horror in of itself. There was bloodshed everywhere and in the end as the men threw her body into a cart headed for a pit of flames her new life began. She doesn’t remember much from her first few days, just the hunger, and the over-stimulation. Of the pain as the sun kissed her skin. She was like her now, a monster, a creature of the shadows. A demon. Her will to live is the only thing that keeps her going, that and the name of the man she finds had started the siege in the first place. And thus a vendetta is born. A strong rage and vengeful urge to wipe the earth of the man. To wipe the earth of anyone who was connected to the name Bathory.

Her life becomes one of acting, playing the role of a peasant, a noble, and a maid. Constantly traveling when suspicions grew with her lack of aging, of her need to stay masked in the night or be trapped inside. She feeds discreetly. Watches herself. And thus it goes on as she follows descendants, as she slowly picks them off one by one. Sometimes immediately, others over a period of time. Slowly weaving misfortune into her victim’s life before ending it all the same. Making a game out of her quest.

It’s the trials, she sees so many dying senselessly. Some she feels deserve it, others make her blood boil at the splendor their crowds express. She doesn’t interject herself and doesn’t try to end things. She’s on her latest victim’s trail, a witch hunter. Oh, how godly these heathens think they are. It seems like it’ll be just another senseless massacre, but then she sees her. There is something about the girl that makes her pause. Perhaps a shadow of a memory of a life she once lived. Whatever it happens to be she knows she can’t leave this one behind. Knows she won’t let her life be ended. It’s easy enough to enter the jail cell, waiting for her, helpless as if she couldn’t rip everyone here to shreds. Like she couldn’t save her without making her like herself. She’s selfish, and the feeling of a lingering connection makes her want to keep her, to teach her. Let her take her revenge as she takes her own. So she feeds her from her wrist and offers for her to trust her.

The massacre in her turning is delicious. and she wonders when it was that bloodshed became so euphoric, and how she can condone what she first thought sinful. She soon finds that her fledgling doesn’t feel exactly the same, it calls to a softer part of her, and the protectiveness over her grows. They are bonded, she feels Emily deep in her chest, in her bones. Their souls entwined. The night she loses her leaves a shadow she isn't sure she'll ever survive.

It's late, they've been out, Daniella wanting to try and coax her into feeding more than Emily usually would. The girl preferring to take far less than she should. Would rather sit at home by the fire light and read her books, and scribble down her thoughts. They're ambushed, at first the blonde thinks it just a group of drunken men. But no, it's a hunting party and they've become the prey. She tries her hardest, struggles against their hold, fights to save her last shred of humanity. Her Emily. As she watches the light fade from her eyes a monstrous rage fills the older vampire, ripping from her confines and ripping the men to shreds. It's then that her hatred grows. And the hunters as a whole must be made to pay.

Port Liery is where she tracks her newest kill. A man by the name Rex Clayton, the last she tells herself. So she comes to the town, finds the man, and starts fashioning how she can draw this last one out.

Wanted Plots - 

Hunters - Possible hunters that have researched her past killings perhaps. And thus brings up some kind of conflict with her, kind of a constant battle both best one another to the point of a game. Savior complex - A possible chance for her to save a muse, possibly turn another and see how it would affect the ghost of her long lost bonded. A fling - Open to any species, even hunters. Someone who sparks interest in her, whether for feeding, or romantic interests. Possible bloodlines - A muse that is possibly from Daniella’s own bloodline, maybe they spark some source of familiarity to her.

[shellibocs]

A and/or S for the initials thing? 🫶

quite a few so I’m keeping these little bios short! so for the A’s…

alicia joy rossi. or dr. rossi. one of my call of duty ocs. dr. rossi is the psychiatrist who frequently works with TF 141 and co. she is shipped with john price

amara celeste owens. my most favorite girl, my infamous second son oc. a d.u.p. researcher who ends up fighting against them after developing plant themed powers of her own. she is shipped with delsin rowe

andrea hope kwan. or just andy. my tomb raider oc, an ecosystem ecologist who accompanies lara on her adventures to make sure she doesn’t wreck the environment Too Much. she is shipped with another of @jendoe ‘s ocs, shane nishimura

annette marie hayes. or nettie. one of my red dead ocs. a seamstress from blackwater who is a tad bit clumsy. she is shipped with charles smith

arden. my potion permit chemist. she is shipped with reyner

asha. my stardew valley farmer. she is shipped with haley

and the S’s

silas xavier kane. one of my cyberpunk 2077 ocs. a mercenary who frequently works with my other oc iseul. has a dog named maple

spencer james clarke. my oc for the quarry. part time lifeguard. part time camp nurse. she is shipped with jacob custos

soleil alexander cloverhorn. or sol. one of my baldur’s gate 3 characters. a fey’ri warlock/fighter trying to make a name for herself. she is shipped with gale dekarios

sylvia rue green. or just sylvie. another one of my call of duty ocs. one of TF 141’s sniper and reconnaissance experts. she is shipped with alex keller

[kashisun]

I named my farmer Sol (for Soleil) and then my farm is called Suncoral

My farmer in ooblets is also called Sol actually ☺️

[kanatanabramovic]

☑ 143. I want you to clean up. by kanatan Abramovic Via Flickr: 2023 06 02 Blog...~ le soleil ~ See the blog for more details ♥ ٩( ᐛ )و Thanks so much for your time !! Thank you for always having lots of Fav ♥ Thank you to all my friends who love to watch and take snaps !! ♥ love it ♥♥♥ [ - Outfit - ] ☑ Kinky Event ( April round ) Hair: [^.^Ayashi^.^] Liania hair-Exclusive pack Collar: [^.^Ayashi^.^] Liania collar (Exclusive pack) Pose: [piXit] Harito - Portraits Pose Pack Glasses: ::SnowWhite:: Glasses sio Rings: Kibitz - Keria's rings - silver Nails: e.marie // Mix&Match Coffin - Show Some Love Mauve Top: TETRA - Bella Top (Taupe) (ebody) Shorts: mellowcute-crystal shorts-fatpack [ - Makeup - ] ☑ Reborn event ( April round ) Freckles: (Enfer Sombre*) Body Details Collection {Reborn} Skin: (Enfer Sombre*) Lexy skin {LeL EvoX} ➥(Enfer Sombre*) LeLutka EvoX Skin - Cream - Lexy Eyes: {S0NG} Blinded Eyes - V2 Lip: .e l e i. - Ruby (Lipgloss) / EVOX [ - Decoration - ] ☑ Equal10 ( April round ) Bedroom: -DRD- Country Breeze Bedroom - Collection PG DRD - Country Breeze Bedroom - Basket DRD - Country Breeze Bedroom - bed (PG) DRD - Country Breeze Bedroom - Footboard table DRD - Country Breeze Bedroom - Lamp DRD - Country Breeze Bedroom - Mandala DRD - Country Breeze Bedroom - Rug ☑ Farmer's Market Frame: DISORDERLY. / Monstera Summer / Frame / Gold Table: DISORDERLY. / Monstera Summer / Side Table / Gold Panel: DISORDERLY. / Monstera Summer / Panel / Gold House: Scarlet Creative Ines Retreat House, Patio and Gazebo Monstera: Mithral * Monstera Deliciosa (Pack B) Speaker: Mithral * Hoya Lacunosa Laos Speaker (Dark Wood) Curtains: Pitaya - Farm Curtains Curtains: cinphul // animated curtains [fat pack] Hanging: {vespertine} - hanging kokedama / asparagus. Suitcase: Atelier Burgundy . Closet Clutter White Clothes: BLACK NEST / Hohto Messy Clothes - Light Clothes: +Half-Deer+ Lingerie Clutter [Nude Set] Towel: +Half-Deer+ Beach Towel Clutter [FATPACK]

[love-bokumono-fics]

Fresh Crops! February 20 - February 27, 2023

This week's newest fics and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3.

The Heart of a Westown Cowboy - by Mya_Stone; WIP, 9/?, 13k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandom: Trio of Towns Relationship: Female Farmer/Wayne; Characters: Frank, Ford, Carrie, Brad, Megan, Hector, Colin, Daryl | Darius, Marlena, Lynn, Wayne Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Romance, Romantic Friendship, Guy Falls First, I Wrote This For Me But I'll Share It With You Summary: Wayne is Westown's perpetually single lady's man. He'd like to settle down but he just hasn't found The One and he's fairly certain he's met everyone in town. Then Melody moves in, taking a plot of her uncle's ranch to fulfill her dream of being a rancher. A college-educated business woman, Melody doesn't accept failure - especially not her own. As Wayne falls hard for her, she struggles to return his affections until she has what she came for - and when she continually comes up short at the cow competitions, she begins to wonder if Westown is really the place for her.

The Boys - by juggalombre; WIP, 14/?, 19k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: M/M, Multi Fandoms: Harvest Moon DS/Cute Characters: Original Male Character(s), Carter the Archeologist, Flora, Marlin | Mash, Vesta,Takakura, Galen | Guri, Nina - mentioned, Griffin | Garfan, Muffy, Witch Princess, Harvest Goddess Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Slice of Life, Slow Burn, Pining, Forget-Me-Not Valley, Alcohol Summary: Jazzebel (Jazz for short) is a city boy down on his luck and at the end of his rope… and what else is a depressed city slicker to do besides drop out of school, move out of the city, and settle down in a freshly-abandoned farmhouse in a quaint little country valley?

Living in Color - by rockyroadster95; WIP, 13/?, 25k

Rating: Mature; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: F/M, Gen Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Canon Universe, Light Angst, Slow Build Summary: At her father's funeral, Aya was given an offer that would take her far from her stale and directionless life to a place she hoped would give her something to live for.

Remaster: Step Toward the Future - by darkryuu; WIP, 20/41, 343k

Rating: Explicit; Archive Warning: Major Character Death; Category: F/M Fandom: Back To Nature Characters: Cliff, Popuri, Kai, Doctor | Trent, Gray Summary: Jill ("Claire") is struggling to find a goal in life after high school. After her parents boot her off to her late grandfather's farm, everything around her is never quite the same as she struggles to find herself and her future. Remastered from original 2004 release. Jill/Cliff, minor Jill/Kai, minor Jill/Gray, minor Jill/Doctor. OC/Popuri, OC/Elli.

Light Of Hope - by Forgiven_Starlight; WIP, 15/?, 24k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Light of Hope Relationship: Edmond/Farmer; Characters: Edmond, Farmer, Gus, Melanie, Doc, Gareth, Tabitha, Carol, Gabriel, Harvest Goddess, Harvest God, Cyril, Sally, Harvest Sprites, Jeanne, Sam, Soleil Additional Tags: Light of Hope, Harvest Moon - Freeform, Beacon town, Eventual Relationships, Friendship, Love, Magic, Implied Sexual Content Summary: With a storm that nearly wiped out an entire island, Celeste finds her new beginning.

Wind Chimes - by LunaLitten; Complete, 1/1, 3.6k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Gen Fandom: Trio of Towns Relationships: Inari & Yuzuki, Hinata & Komari & Yuzuki, Hinata & Yuzuki; Characters: Yuzuki, Inari, Komari, Hinata, Ford Additional Tags: Illnesses, Childhood, Terminal Illnesses, Sad with a Happy Ending, They/Them Pronouns for Inari, Angst, I Made Myself Cry, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Whoops I accidentally spilled a bit of humor in my angst—, Inari namedrops a god of Death, Sad and Happy, Friendship, Family, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Not Beta Read Summary: It felt weird, watching the scenery fly by as they drove down the road from Westown to Tsuyukusa. The trees and shrubs had begun changing from a dusty, wintery brown to the vibrant colors of spring. The world seemed to be coming alive. He wouldn't live to see the summer. As 10-year-old Yuzuki's health begins to fail him, he meets a mystical being in a long-forgotten shrine. Could this chance encounter change his life?

Degausser - by SHADESofDEATHxx; WIP, 8/?, 44k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town Characters: Pete | Jack, Claire the Farmer, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Gray, Cliff, Jennifer, Popuri, Rick, Karen, Kai, Mary the Librarian | Marie, Mineral Town Residents Additional Tags: Redemption, Fresh Start, Loneliness, Angst, Self-Loathing, Self-Acceptance, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Drug Use, Self-Harm, Multiple Pairings Summary: Those that live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones – but that’s all Jack and Claire ever knew up until a series of half-lit cruel intentions landed them on the ferry to the desolate island of Mineral Town. After all, it was certainly easier to cast judgment unto others than it was to face the skeletons in your own closet. And surely no one would have an ill word to say about a brooding playboy and an immature party girl taking over the once-great farm that founded and funded their small town, right?

[rickchung]

Holidaze: December 2024

Metro Vancouver Events Calendar:

Now-Dec. 18: Downtown Farmers Market (Wednesdays)

Now-Dec. 21: The Hobbit @ Pacific Theatre

Now-Dec. 22: Reflections on Crooked Walking @ Firehall Arts Centre

Now-Dec. 23: Holiday Lounge @ Metropolis at Metrotown

Now-Dec. 24: Dolly Parton's Smoky Mountain Christmas Carol @ Stanley Industrial Alliance Stage

Now-Dec. 25: Peak of Christmas @ Grouse Mountain

Now-Dec. 29: Merry/Happy/Jolly @ The Improv Centre / Miracle on 34th Street @ Granville Island Stage

Now-Dec. 31: Kringle's @ Fairmont Hotel Vancouver

Now-Jan. 1: Christmas at Canada Place / Soar with Santa @ FlyOver Canada

Now-Jan. 3: Lights of Hope @ St. Paul’s Hospital

Now-Jan. 4: Bright Nights @ Stanley Park

Now-Jan. 5: Cirque du Soleil: Echo @ Concord Pacific Place / Festival of Lights @ VanDusen Botanical Garden / East Van Panto: Robin Hood @ York Theatre

Now-Jan. 9: Earth Matters @ Science World

Now-Jan. 19: Canyon Lights @ Capilano Suspension Bridge Park

Now-Feb. 28: The Perfect Bite @ Glowbal Restaurant

Now-Mar. 2: Winterlust @ H Tasting Lounge

Now-Mar. 29: Riley Park Winters Farmers Market (Saturdays)

Now-Apr. 27: Kitsilano Winters Farmers Market (Sundays)

Dec. 3: Billie Eilish: Hit Me Hard and Soft Tour @ Rogers Arena

Dec. 3-31: Bar Humbug @ Ballyhoo Public House

Dec. 5-22: The Gingerbread Men: A(nother) Holiday Cabaret @ BMO Theatre Centre

Dec. 6: CBC Food Bank Day @ CBC Vancouver

Dec. 6-8: Taylor Swift: The Eras Tour @ BC Place / Made in 604 Holiday Pop-up @ Pipe Shop

Dec. 6-8 & 12-23: PNE Winter Fair

Dec. 6-8 & 13-15: Weirdos Holiday Market @ Russian Hall

Dec. 6-15: Fleurs de Villes: Noël

Dec. 12-15: Make It Show @ PNE Forum

Dec. 12-Jan. 4: Oliver! @ Gateway Theatre

Dec. 13-15: BC Ballet's The Nutcracker @ Queen Elizabeth Theatre

Dec. 13-17: Vancouver International Black Film Festival

Dec. 14: Big Elf Run @ Stanley Park

Dec. 19-22: Goh Ballet's The Nutcracker @ Queen Elizabeth Theatre

Dec. 20-21: VSO: Elf in Concert @ Orpheum Theatre

Dec. 22: Holiday Market @ Wesbrook Village

Dec. 27-28: Contact Winter Music Festival @ Convention Centre

Dec. 31: Cirque NYE @ Science World / Mirrorball 2025 @ Beaumont Studios / NYE at TIC @ The Improv Centre / NYE Disco Party @ Brewhall / NYE Hotel Georgia Gala / NYE with Stand Up Comedy @ 1931 Gallery Bistro / Parker54: New Year's Eve @ Parker Rooftop / Solid Gold NYE @ Fox Cabaret / Super Gay NYE @ The Birdhouse / Vancouver NYE 2025 Club Crawl @ Greta Bar / Anh and Chi / Good Thief / Prophecy Bar

[wreckincrew-arc]

ford atticus smith

Age: 37 (November 19)

Pronouns: He/him

Residence: Abita Springs, Louisiana

Hometown: Abita Springs, Louisiana

Primary occupation: Ferry driver

Secondary occupation: Farmer

Personality traits: Reserved, hard-working, quick-tempered, worrisome

FC: Adam Driver

Nicknames: Truck (it was his army codename)

Ford is Soleil's older brother who chose to stay back at the farmhouse while she moved out to the city. He is a former marine who fought in the 2000s, and retired in early 2010s. To keep himself busy, he tends to his family's farm estate and also helps his father by working his ferry business from time to time. He is a man of few words and can come off incredibly coarse initially, but once he opens up, he's a lot more comfortable being himself. He has always dreamt of leaving town just as much as Soleil has, though is extremely devoted to taking care of his family, especially since his mother has gotten sick over the years.

Deep down, beyond his brooding exterior, Ford has a big heart and would absolutely take a bullet for anyone. His relationship with his sister has become complicated over the years and he has noticed more and more how opposite they are. If anything, though, he has interpreted their differences to mean that she has always been meant for something bigger than living at the farm.

[stigmvtas]

ASTER HOLLOWAY - nonbinary, they/them. 28. cradle witch. botanist. tower hill. NOAH RHODES - trans man, he/him. 26. selkie / sun nymph. clerk at bad records & laundromat attendee at the fishbowl. locke row. SOLEIL CAMARA - demi woman, she/they. 26. vampire / hunter. cashier at buy n' go's. prospect hill. ROHAN DYAL - cis man, he/him. 36. human / exorcist. owner of the green farmer's market. prospect hill. VIKTOR SAMUELS - nonbinary, they/them. 30. borrower witch. visual artist. tower hill. DONOVAN "DUCKY" MERCER - cis man. he/him. 29. werewolf. drug dealer. locke row. JUNIPER RIDLEY LIAO - genderqueer. she/they. 27. werewolf. mechanic. locke row. SAIGE BEAUMONT - cis woman. she/her. 360 26. fae hybrid. unemployed. marina heights. PALOMA "BABE" MORI - demi woman. she/they. 27. medium. taxidermist / stripper. tower hill.

for a closed group, marionetted by james :D (they/them).

[sunskate]

IAM Programs 2023-24

Holly Harris/Jason Chan 🇦🇺AUS RD: Madonna, Material Girl, Into the Groove, Express Yourself FD: Colossal Trailer Music, Ocean Lullaby; Christian Reindl, Lucie Paradis, Gefion, Freya; Christian Reindl, Lucie Paradis, Power-Haus, Vale choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil

Alicia Fabbri/Paul Ayer 🇨🇦CAN RD: AC/DC, Back in Black, Hells Bells, You Shook Me All Night Long FD: keeping FD from last season- Lewis Capaldi: Someone You Loved choreo: Zachary Donohue RD, Marie-France Dubrueil FD

Laurence Fournier-Beaudry/Nikolaj Soerensen 🇨🇦CAN RD: Top Gun - Harold Faltemeyer, Top Gun Anthem; Kenny Loggins, Playing with the Boys; Berlin, Take My Breath Away; Miami Sound Machine, Hot Summer Nights; Kenny Loggins, Danger Zone FD: Notre Dame de Paris - Mario Pelchat, Danse Mon Esmerelda- Acoustic; Monks of the Abbey of Notre Dame, Final Angelus Bells; Noa, Ave Maria Paien; Cirque du Soleil, Les Sans-Papiers; Garou, Danse Mon Esmerelda choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil, Romain Haguenauer, Ginette Cournoyer, Samuel Chouinard

Sandrine Gauthier/Quentin Thieren 🇨🇦CAN RD: Joan Jett, I Love Rock n Roll; Def Leppard, Pour Some Sugar on Me; Twisted Sister, I Wanna Rock FD: Game of Thrones choreo:

Marjorie Lajoie/Zachary Lagha 🇨🇦CAN RD: Michael Jackson, Thriller FD: Jean-Michel Blais, Roses choreo: Romain Haguenauer, Ginette Cournoyer

Marie-Jade Lauriault/Romain LeGac 🇨🇦CAN RD: INXS, Need You Tonight, Never Tear Us Apart, Devil Inside FD: Danny Elfman, Corpse Bride choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil, Romain Haguenauer, Sam Chouinard, Ginette Cournoyer

Emmy Bronsard/Jacob Richmond 🇨🇦CAN RD: Les Rita Mitsouko, Andy, Marcia Baïla FD: Muse, Exogenesis Symphony part 3 choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil

Shiyue Wang/Xinyu Liu 🇨🇳CHN RD: Falco, Rock Me Amadeus FD: LP, Forever for Now, The One That You Love choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil

Solene Mazingue/Marjo Jevgeni Gaidajenko 🇪🇪EST RD: Run-DMC, Walk This Way; Salt ‘n Peoa, Push It FD: Tems, No Woman No Cry; Rihanna, Lift Me Up

Evgeniia Lopareva/Geoffrey Brissaud 🇫🇷FRA RD: Myléne Farmer, Sans Contrefaçon, Tristana FD: Rachmaninoff, Elegie in eb minor, Prelude in c# minor choreo: Romain Haguenauer RD, Guillaume Cizeron FD

Lilah Fear/Lewis Gibson 🇬🇧GBR RD: Eurhythmics, Sweet Dreams, Here Comes the Rain Again FD: Rocky choreo: Romain Haguenauer, Samuel Chouinard, Ginette Cournoyer

Misato Komatsubara/Tim Koleto 🇯🇵JPN RD: Ghostbusters FD: Loving You (from Passion) Barbara Streisand & Patrick Wilson; Love Grows (from Final Fantasy VIII) Nobuo Uematsu (choreo: Romain Haguenauer) choreo: Romain Haguenauer, Marie-France Dubreuil, Ginette Cournoyer, Sam Chouinard, Eva Airapetian

Azusa Tanaka/Shingo Nishiyama 🇯🇵JPN RD: Super Mario Bros. FD: Giselle choreo: Romain Haguenauer

Hannah Lim/Ye Quan 🇰🇷KOR RD: Prince, When Doves Cry, Let's Go Crazy FD: Umbrellas of Cherbourg choreo: Romain Haguenauer RD, Marie-France Dubreuil FD

Allison Reed/Saulius Ambrulevicius 🇱🇹LTU RD: Guns n' Roses, Welcome to the Jungle, Paradise City FD: Son Lux, Enough of Our Machines; Tokio Myers, Children choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil, Sam Chouinard

Olivia Smart/Tim Dieck 🇪🇸ESP RD: Blondie, Call Me, Rapture FD: Strauss, Also Sprach Zarathustra; Elvis Presley, Fever choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil, Romain Haguenauer

Kayleigh Macsymek/Felix Desmarais 🇨🇭SUI RD: Beverly Hills Cop - Harold Faltermeyer, Axel F; Corey Hart, Hold On; Glenn Frey, The Heat is On

Mariia Holubtsova & Kyryl Bielobrov 🇺🇦UKR RD: Bonnie Tyler, Holding out for a Hero; Bonnie Tyler, Bryan Adams, Straight From the Heart; Bonnie Tyler, Desmond Child, If I Were a Woman (and You Were a Man) FD: Joe Hisaishi, Merry Go Round of Life, Fragile Dream, A Walk in the Skies (Howl's Moving Castle) choreo: Romain Haguenauer, Pascal Denis, Sam Chouinard

Oona Brown/Gage Brown 🇺🇸USA RD: Elton John, This Town, Satellite, I'm Still Standing FD: Eric Carmen, All By Myself choreo: Patrice Lauzon, Romain Haguenauer, Joel Dear

Madison Chock/Evan Bates 🇺🇸USA RD: Queen, Another One Bites the Dust, Who Wants to Live Forever, I Want it All FD: Pink Floyd, Time, Breathe, Eclipse choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil

Kaitlin Hawayek/Jean-Luc Baker 🇺🇸USA RD: U2, With or Without You FD: Fred Again, Kyle (Northern Line); Charles LeClerc, AUS23 (1:1) choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil, Kaitlin Hawayek, Jean-Luc Baker

Sara Kishimoto/Atsuhiko Tamura 🇯🇵JPN jrs RD: Styx, Mr.Roboto FD: keeping FD from last season - Pulp Fiction choreo: Romain Haguenauer, Sam Chouinard, Ginette Cournoyer, Eva Airapetian

Jamie Fournier/Everest Zhu 🇨🇦CAN jrs RD: Soft Cell, Frustration, Seedy Films, Tainted Love FD: Damien Rice, The Blower's Daughter; Melanie Laurent feat. Damien Rice, Uncomfortable choreo: Romain Haguenauer

[inapat16]

Safi Faye, a pioneer filmmaker

Safi Faye is an emblematic figure of African cinema, one of the first women on the continent toassert herself as a director, particularly of documentaries.

It was a decisive encounter that led Safi Faye to launch her career in cinema. In 1966, when she was a young teacher in Dakar, she met the director Jean Rouch during the World Festival of Black Arts. He gave her a role in Petit à Petit (1969). She quickly flew to France and studied cinema at the Louis-Lumière school and ethnology at the EHESS. In 1972, she directed her first short film La Passante, based on Baudelaire's poem Les Passants. « It shows the acculturation in which we were» she says.

With cinema, Safi has the ambition to film her country, Senegal, but above all to highlight characters who resist the weight of colonial history, political corruption and patriarchy. Safi Faye is a pioneer, the first woman director on the African continent. She shot her first feature film, Lettre paysanne (Kaddu Beykat), in 1975. It deals with the economic problems of the rural world. The film was rewarded and noticed all over the world: it was the starting point of the African feminist cinema. But Lettre Paysanne was censored in her country, refused by Adrien Senghor, the president's nephew, then Minister of Agriculture, because the film tells of «swindling illiterates ». When she talks about her film, Safi says: « I show myself and I go back to my corner to make films and try to make things change »

Her second feature film, Fad'jal (1979), shot in her native village and awarded the George Sadoul Prize in 1975 and many other prizes, deals with the opposition between tradition and modernity. Other edifying documentaries follow: Goob Na Nu (The Harvest is Over, in 1979) or Les Âmes au soleil (1981), which evoke both work and the condition of women. It is only with her last feature film Mossane (1996) that Safi tackles fiction. This film starts from a legend, invoking spirits and deities, to thwart the arranged marriage to which the young and beautiful Mossane is condemned. The film was presented in the Un Certain Regard section of the Cannes Film Festival. Safi Faye then stopped making films. This selection in Cannes is one of the rare marks of recognition from the profession. Note that in 2018, she was also the guest of honor of the CNC at the Cannes Film Festival on the occasion of the presentation of the restoration of his film Fad'jal in the section Cannes Classic's.

To conclude, I propose to end with these words proposed by Safi Faye on the occasion of her «Film Lesson » at the Créteil Women's Film Festival in 2009.

« I chose the rural world, because I am a farmer [...]. I wanted to emphasize this world which alone can save Africa [...]. I imposed that I am a peasant, that I am not from the city and that no African is from the city ».

Juliette Corbel Vivas

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Fears- Book 1: Awakening [Chapter 4- carnal beasts] 

Nicolas and Ellisa walked deeper into the darkened hall of flesh and bone, the unfathomable stench that remained consistent in the halls became more potent as they walked deeper into the living labyrinth, “how are you-” Ellisa gagged, her face paled more as she fought the urge to vomit. Her eyes watered from the stench, gaining a look of sympathy from Nicolas before continuing where she left her conversation off “How are you able to withstand this horrid musk?!” she complained. Surely he had a good reason and she wasn’t planning to take indifference nor feigned obliviousness for an answer, and Nicolas could see it clear as day, as her facial expression alone was enough of an indicator. 

“Intuitional magic” is his only response. Ellisa gave a nod as she moved onward, forcing Nicolas to follow as the hall slowly became more horrid, the vines now covered the walls to a point the actual architecture was no longer visible as veins slowly concealed by other veins only to be lined with flesh much so the floor as each step slowly sank further.

“Heathen” she called. Nicolas faced her, his face showing heavy annoyance and yet made no aggressive claim when he spoke “yes?” his brow lifted with annoyance and justified offense as Ellisa continued “How did you gain the notice of the powers?” She peered with genuine curiosity. Nicolas looked with a brief look of confusion knowing he would gain more knowledge from the mere question, and yet, seeing a human with the markings of two divine powers in one's soul was rare albeit those that have were relatively weak in comparison to those who focused their faith on a single deity or pantheon, and yet he seemed rather strong regardless of it, it was pretty…amusing to say the least.

“Surely you must understand, I see you of no faith nor commit patronage to both sides, and yet you gain their attention and have been marked, so what may be that has gained the interest of two divine powers?” she pried further. Leaving him to ponder. -my marks?- he mused while he gazed towards Ellisa, his eyes giving a faint glow of lavender and wondered if he’ll ever get used to it but that would be as dark shapes and silhouettes danced around her, they seemed off-putting as each shaped showed some form of malice, some more than others, especially towards him, and yet he found microcosms of a hint of assistance and yet-to-be respect in the silhouettes “well? Go on heathen, I don’t have all night to wait for your answer” she urged curtly, her voice betraying her blank expression.

Nicolas paused, finding the right words to answer his teammate without receiving another dose of her wrath “I’m…not sure, the thing I could think of why, is maybe Soleil shook my hand.” he bitterly answered, a slight sneer forming from the corners of his face, as Ellisa gestured to continue. "I was trapped in some void...it felt all like a dream," he explained, it sounded more rambling than an explanation "but what I remembered clearly was I was being pulled into a sea of flames and into clouds of...something," he tried to find purchase in his words, and yet his tongue slipped into an indescribable abyss.

"The pain wasn't bad...but it felt like an eternity of it and one day, I had enough" A hint of anger bubbled to the surface as a soft plume of acrid smoke and ember "I tugged and struggled against the two and when I was free, I feel something missing from me".

Ellisa looked at him with intrigue, for once Nicolas had something worth noting "Interesting, such a feat as that. to be free oneself and resist divine pulls, though not unheard of, is quite a feat" She entertained the thought "now, could you tell me of this Soleil character you speak of? They seem quite the interesting sort".

“they-” he paused in contemplation. Ellisa stared at him. Urging him to continue “I met him with my friends, they were a farmer… I think? Not sure, but they let us stay in their cabin only for them to try and kill us by setting their cabin on fire” he explained as Ellisa looked on with interest, remembering as to where she heard of them “was there any legends of them?” 

Nicolas pondered, nodding but not wanting to reveal his source, he didn’t plan on dragging anyone, especially someone who wished for their help “Somewhat, something about an entire village being burnt for…having a possible influence of the dark powers?” he answered.

Ellisa’s eyes furrowed at his answer, but still wished to press further "Is there anything that makes them distinct? Perhaps how they cast would be a place to start" "Now that you mention it, they had some control over the fire and had claws of smoke with him" he answered, the older member stared wide eyes, now recognizing who they were once he finished his words "They mentioned the pyre, gods that was a nightmare."

“Ah, so you’ve survived an encounter with a devout follower of the pyre” Ellisa stared at Nicolas with amusement. A slight smirk formed o her lips while he lifted his brow in a rare moment of confusion.

“I wouldn't say survived, brought back from the dead is a better answer” he answered with curdled fatigued, for the topic was not one most would discuss in great length or detail "Can also we stop talking about this, it's bad enough I died, less so about the gods that made my stay in the afterlife an eternal hell" he ranted to Ellissa, despite wanting to digress on such frivolous topics, but by this point any distraction the smell of the flesh ridden corridors had gone through exceeding heights of rotting miasma that any sort of distraction was more prevalent than to simply focus on the smell.

Ellisa listened while Nicolas continued on in his rant, to her surprise she learned much more than she would likely accept, both about her colleague and perhaps the world that they have fused with.

This child. No that would be too simple, this unperturbed novice spoke on and ranted, some point blasphemous words slipped at the end. She couldn’t believe Fennec, even conceived in their ever-twisted mind, gave so much mercy to him, more so allowing him to work alongside her.

“Heathen, you have quite the ire, if I had my way, I would have pulled a seed of your very discontent with not but a gaze” she responded in repetitious fervor by complaints end. Dark smog formed around them causing Nicolas to slowly walk back to the wall, but stopped by a mere inch. Not wanting to touch its bloody and flesh-like coverings as he observed what may happen next.

It felt as if an eternity of time was upon him, however, it never came as the smog dissipated. Ellisa, her face was that of a crude calm expression as to mask the simmering annoyance just underneath the surface,  arms crossed she stared at him as she continued “Amuse me, what came to that conclusion heathen".

Nicolas lifted his brow before he responded, at least he found himself grateful to not be on the receiving end of her spells “After seeing souls getting burned by the Pyre and the pain of being pulled by it and the powers, I'd rather not die or get into an afterlife with them in charge of my soul ever again” he answered sternly, especially the last bit as Ellisa remained unconvinced before sighing -if I know anything about this heathen and those with vision blessed, they only spoke in truths, why should he be any different…perhaps they are heretics and heathens, they knew the truth and are despised by it- she mused thoughtfully as she nodded at Nicolas and urged him to continue their journey which he nods and continued albeit in a somewhat quickened pace, not wanting to linger here any more than he should, Ellisa being another who shared the sentiment as they tread as boots and hooves alike sank deeper into the fleshed coated, every step being thickener and harder to pull out than the last as they made it to the main chamber.

A strong humid cloud of MIasmic musk of rotting pus and bodily fluids filled their nose, were it not for the steel-like resolve or muted sense of smell one would pass out under the cocktail of unending stench as the room was that of a jungle of flesh and veins as bones tall as boab trees  towered above while pools of ichor and patches of pus and blisters  spread around the fleshy carpet below. Were it not for the faint traces of polished dark stone and faint glow of crystal torches, both would have mistaken them for being in a flesh-like jungle.

At the center laid a amorphous pile of breathing flesh and bone, its shape looked to that of tumors as it brought life to the jungle with each pule and shift of movement, -this place is gross and this…cancer is the heart of it, and functioning as one oddly enough- nicolas thought but he was glad that he couldn’t smell it.

“Wake up Visera, we need you to remove some corpses for you to eat” Ellisa spoke. Her face was as uncomfortable as her tone as the mass shifted. Giggles of what he could perceive of a child echoed through the room as the mass spoke and rumbled in its spot.

“…no, i want something new” giggles echoed throughout the mass, in between words as Elissa gave the mass an annoyed glance, she couldn’t believe she had to bargain with something so dull and simple minded like them “okay…what would you like in exchange for helping us?” She asked. Hoping some agreement could be made that wouldn’t be too taxing.

“Hmmm…how about” they pondered slyly. It didn’t currently have eyes but Nicolas couldn’t help but know it’s looking at him as his soon fears and suspicions made manifest as they spoke once more. Their voice now more menacing as Elissa lifted her brow “him” 

Nicolas looked at Elissa, his face showing concern as her expression remained blank surely, she wasn't pondering on letting them eat him, right?

“And why should I?” She asked, her arms crossed as she waited for an explanation “I never tasted eye-symboled ones before, and he surely doesn’t smell human…not fully anyway” Nicolas starred in confusion at the mass’s comment, though not fully dreading he wondered just how human was he, or how much of him left is human. -did something happen to me when I shook Soliel’s hand?- he thought. Silently pondering further, it felt all too confusing than merely feeling the existential dread of what he truly is as that is a problem for a future him to ponder.

“Very well,” Ellisa spoke. Nicolas stared at her with wide eyes, watching as a sly smirk formed on her face as she continued “however if he is able to best you, you have to help us…do we have a deal?” she lent her hand out, the mass showed no hesitation as they shook “deal!” Visera cried in joy as entertainment and an exotic meal seemed like a reward she couldn’t simply pass up.

-d-did she just bet on my life just to make them do a chore?!- were the only thoughts that came from  Nicolas’ mind. His expression remained surprised, to which Ellisa quickly took notice “Don’t look so surprised heathen,” she said. Her sly smirk remained plastered as she looked at his dismay with delight as if enjoying the despair he felt, similar to a sweetened treat before continuing “Think less of this as a bout of sacrifice and more of a rite of passage if you have the right to live here and work under us” she answered, a small smug grew whilst she spoke, earning a flabbergasted look from her would-be teammate now potential bargaining chip or tribute. 

“HOW DOES THAT MAKE IT ANY BETTER?!” he screamed. A puff of ember and flame left his mouth while symbols of eyes opened around him as his anger both in his expression and voice persisted. “I don't even know how to fight, how do you expect me to win?” he spoke. His anger now spent  he stared on in uncertainty, Ellisa waved it aside  “Well, now that is not my problem now is it?” being her only reply to the matter before urging him to take his place. “and heathen,"she called, a sharp glare raced to her while she continued "please prove me wrong” 

Nicolas could only sigh in defeat, he knew his fate was somewhat resolute,and  as fear and dread ran through his body like the ichor inside him  the mass of flesh known as visera began to shift. His only option left was clear as day, bringing his hands together, he stared frozen in terror as he mutter his last words to the gods that makred him for their own entertainment and the flame that singed his very soul, hoping one will give him some absolute .

“O’ powers and great ashen flame…” he began, his eyes glued to the mass, giggles echoed through the room as he continued “i beg for your salvation and absolution…”  the echos louden as a visible line right between the mass “please, spare my soul as my body is erased from this world, be it in your care or as fuel for the every burn flames” the line began to split. Revealing an endless gaping maw of writhing tendrils, organs and teeth, each watering an endless stream of saliva as she looked at Nicolas “I'm going to savor you” a cacophony of voices sprang forth from the maw as they spoke. As Nicolas watched the tendrils move ever closer to his body he continued.

“If you decide me worth saving,I beg of thee to be your vessel and bring wrath upon whom I smite down” time began to slow with each phase he’s spoken as the tendrils were inches from him “let my soul be one with your flame for i give myself to both, bring forth your power and salvation for. I .AM. YOURS” he finished.  the tendrils closed in as they began to touch his hoodie as the symbols of eyes opened throughout his body while the heat around him spiked hundred fold.

Before he knew what happened the tendrils that approached him turn to ash as symphony of  screams plagued the room “w-what?” he muttered. as all, including himself, had an expression of surprise and shock of the sudden events that befell him.

Nicolas looked at Visera with confusion as a sea of lavender eyes opened both on him and throughout the chamber, gazing at every inch of Visera with scrutinizing judgment as the very floor he stood on sizzled and burned as ember floated harmlessly through the air.

Nicolas looked at his hands to find the tips of his fingers grow a burnt black, embers flaking off whilst he stared and awe as he could only silently thank the gods for his prayers being answered, for the battle had just begun.

[hits1000]

100 Songs in French from the 80s

100 Songs in French from the 80s This Youtube channel does not receive any advertising income, we are very grateful for any Paypal donation, no matter how small, to continue making videos about the history of music. Link: https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=HEHMNQ4E3T3ML Songs in French from the 80s, including: Didier Barbelivien – Elle, France Gall - Il Jouait Du Piano Debout, Francis Cabrel - L'encre de tes yeux, Jairo - Les Jardins Du Ciel, Lio - Amoureux Solitaires, Richard Cocciante - Le Coup de soleil, Sylvie Vartan – Nicolas, Trust – Antisocial and many more!!! 1. 1980 Didier Barbelivien - Elle 2. 1980 France Gall - Il Jouait Du Piano Debout 3. 1980 Francis Cabrel - L'encre de tes yeux 4. 1980 Jairo - Les Jardins Du Ciel 5. 1980 Lio - Amoureux Solitaires 6. 1980 Lio - Banana Split 7. 1980 Richard Cocciante - Le Coup de soleil 8. 1980 Sylvie Vartan - Nicolas 9. 1980 Trust - Antisocial 10. 1981 Alain Bashung - Vertige de l'amour 11. 1981 Daniel Balavoine - Mon Fils Ma Bataille 12. 1981 Herbert Léonard - Pour Le Plaisir 13. 1981 J.J. Lionel - La Danse Des Canards 14. 1981 Jean Schultheis - Confidence pour confidence 15. 1981 Michel Polnareff - Tam Tam 16. 1981 Michel Sardou - Être Une Femme 17. 1981 Nana Mouskouri - Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté 18. 1981 Pierre Bachelet - Elle est d'ailleurs 19. 1981 Sylvie Vartan - L'amour C'est Comme Une Cigarette 20. 1981 Téléphone - Argent trop cher 21. 1982 Dorothée - Hou La Menteuse 22. 1982 Jean-Jacques Goldman - Quand La Musique Est Bonne 23. 1982 Michel Sardou - Afrique adieu 24. 1982 Philippe Lavil - Il tape sur des bambous 25. 1982 Philippe Timsit - Henri, Porte des Lilas 26. 1982 Rose Laurens - Africa 27. 1982 Téléphone - Ça C'est Vraiment Toi 28. 1982 Thierry Pastor - Le coup de folie 29. 1983 Axel Bauer - Cargo 30. 1983 Christophe - Succès fou 31. 1983 Corinne Hermès - Si La Vie Est Cadeau 32. 1983 Indochine - L'Aventurier 33. 1983 Jakie Quartz - Mise au point 34. 1983 Jean-Jacques Goldman - Au bout de mes rêves 35. 1983 Jean-Jacques Goldman - Comme toi 36. 1983 Julien Clerc - Cœur de Rocker 37. 1983 Les Forbans - Chante 38. 1984 Cookie Dingler - Femme libérée 39. 1984 France Gall - Hong Kong star 40. 1984 Gilbert Montagné - On Va S'aimer 41. 1984 Jean-Jacques Goldman - Envole-moi 42. 1984 Jean-Pierre Mader - Disparue 43. 1984 Jeanne Mas - Toute Première Fois 44. 1985 Chanteurs Sans Frontières - Éthiopie 45. 1985 Daniel Lavoie - Ils s'aiment 46. 1985 Gold - Capitaine Abandonné 47. 1985 Gold - Plus près des étoiles 48. 1985 Jean-Jacques Goldman - Je marche seul 49. 1985 Jean-Jacques Goldman & Michael Jones - Je Te Donne 50. 1985 Jean-Pierre Mader - Macumba 51. 1985 Jeanne Mas - Johnny, Johnny 52. 1986 Daniel Balavoine - Sauver l'amour 53. 1986 Desireless - Voyage, Voyage 54. 1986 Gold - Ville de lumière 55. 1986 Images - Les Démons de Minuit 56. 1986 Indochine - 3ème sexe 57. 1986 Jean-Jacques Goldman - La vie par procuration 58. 1986 Jeanne Mas - En Rouge Et Noir 59. 1986 Julie Pietri - Ève lève toi 60. 1986 Niagara - L'Amour à la Plage 61. 1986 Partenaire Particulier - Partenaire Particulier 62. 1986 Stephanie - Ouragan 63. 1986 Téléphone - Le jour s'est levé 64. 1987 Caroline Loeb - C'est la ouate 65. 1987 Corynne Charby - Pile ou face 66. 1987 Elsa - T'en Va Pas 67. 1987 France Gall - Babacar 68. 1987 France Gall - Ella, elle l'a 69. 1987 Francis Lalanne - On se retrouvera 70. 1987 Gérard Blanc - Une autre histoire 71. 1987 Guesch Patti - Etienne 72. 1987 Jean-Jacques Goldman - Elle a fait un bébé toute seule 73. 1987 Jeanne Mas - Sauvez-moi 74. 1987 Johnny Hallyday - Je te promets 75. 1987 Licence IV - Viens boire un p'tit coup à la maison! 76. 1987 Mylène Farmer - Tristana 77. 1987 Philippe Laville & Jocelyne Beroard - Kolé Séré 78. 1987 Rita Mitsouko - C'est comme ça 79. 1987 Vanessa Paradis - Joe Le Taxi 80. 1988 À Cause Des Garçons - À Cause Des Garçons 81. 1988 Céline Dion - Ne Partez Pas Sans Moi 82. 1988 Début de Soiree - Nuit de Folie 83. 1988 Desireless - John 84. 1988 Elsa - Jour De Neige 85. 1988 Elsa & Glenn Medeiros - Un Roman d'Amitié 86. 1988 Etienne Daho - Bleu comme toi 87. 1988 Florent Pagny - N'importe quoi 88. 1988 Mylène Farmer - Pourvu Qu'Elles Soient Douces 89. 1988 Sandy - J'ai faim de toi 90. 1988 Vanessa Paradis - Marilyn & John 91. 1989 Début de Soirée - La Vie la Nuit 92. 1989 Francis Cabrel - C'est écrit 93. 1989 François Feldman - Les Valses de Vienne 94. 1989 François Feldman, Joniece Jamison - Joue pas 95. 1989 Jean-Pierre François - Je te survivrai 96. 1989 Johnny Hallyday - Mirador 97. 1989 Marc Lavoine - C'est la vie 98. 1989 Mylène Farmer - Sans logique 99. 1989 Philippe Lafontaine - Cœur de loup 100. 1989 Roch Voisine - Hélène #hitsof1980s #chansonsenfrançais #chansons_des_années_80 #hitsof1980to1989 #hitsof1980 #hitsof1980songs https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVliXwhg9SY

[flowerliker]

@lavamollusks

1, 2, 7, 8, for the latest ask game.

1. What type(s) do you think you would be as a pokémon?

of course grass-type is the obvious answer hehe but i don't really think i'm so special as all that!! i looove flowers and i know a lot about grass-types of course but i don't know if i share enough traits with them to be one... i guess i like the sun? i think i would probably just be a normal-type!! maybe with a grass dual-typing? 🍃 but that's a big maybe!!!

2. Do you tend to keep your pokémon in- or out-of-ball? Are there any exceptions to this?

most of the time soleil is out of her ball!! she helps me in the market and she's allowed free reign at home, and she's allowed to walk on her own when we go out for walks because she's really responsible 🌻 if we're going into a really crowded part of the city though, or if i'm carrying a lot of things like when i come back from the farmer's market, or if we're going too close to tall grass, i keep her in her ball for convenience and safety!!

7. Have you ever seen a shiny pokémon in person?

only once!!! ✨ the local rangers had to do a biiiig relocation of a whole lot of lotad because of pollution in their pond, and there were sooooo many of them, and one of them was shiny!!! 🪷 i didn't go on the mission itself, i'm not a ranger or anything, but when i went to the shelter to pick up the lotad they wanted me to foster they let me see the shiny one!!!! i really loved the colors on it, it was so pretty...

8. Have you ever encountered an extremely rare mon?

i don't know about extremely rare... i get to foster foreign pokémon sometimes, like if they get released into the wild by irresponsible trainers and end up in habitats they shouldn't. that's always really exciting for me!!! i said before not everyone would get very excited about a petilil but i do hehe. i think the rarest one i ever took care of was an appletun!! 🍎 her name was miss lattice and she was old and sassy hehe