#french presentation this thursday? I CAN DO IT.

[solplease]

random boost of happiness so now i can do everything bc yeah why not! so wish me luck bc im about to do that assignment.

[transgaysex]

im about to go to sleep but everybody needs to wish me good luck i have 3 whole finals this week

[mirohlayo]

HATE YOU LOVINGLY | LN4 (pt2)

( you hate him just as he hates you. but maybe it's just his way to show he fell hard for you. )

warning : jealousy, slight angst, fluff

note : i spent my whole evening writing this but it's worth it. also wrote once again more than 5k words i surprised myself because even in french i don't write that much

word count : 5.1k

↳ part 1

!! english is not my first language !!

this season's debut is tough for you. being a new f1 presenter is not as amazing as it looks. of course it's a wonderful job, you couldn't have dreamed better because it's the job you so wanted. you're very passionate about it, but it requires a lot of work and to be honest you're feeling a bit tired since some weeks now.

but the thing that disturbs you and makes you really tense is when you interview lando. actually just lando. of course you still don't like him, but you're sure you don't hate him anymore. you thought you would never say this but you definitely started to appreciate him. because of the post race interviews.

you mostly interview the mclaren drivers. it means that you can share some time with your best friend oscar but it also means you have to face lando. and when it happens it's the most stressful and strained moment. because you can't fully concentrate yourself on the questions.

it's the way he looks at you with this intense gaze, which makes you burn inside of your body. his distracting look always finish to fall on your lips at one point of the interview. it makes you go crazy. he would stare a bit at them before looking you in the eyes like nothing happened.

but to revenge on him you would ask him the most tough questions. about the race, about qualifying. you somehow always manage to prick his weaknesses by asking questions whose answers are almost impossible to find. and he always scoff, he lets a laugh out because he perfectly understands what you always try to do.

and fans notice it. they notice the way you two interact on camera. they'd say both of you look like are going to murder each other with the difficult questions from you and the sassy comments and answers from lando. but if they really analyze the situations, they can caught and feel a link between you. a special link which connects you. they notice lando's wandering eyes on your lips and the way you look at him. and laugh at his jokes.

it seems like you try so hard to show everyone you hate each other but it ends up watching two fools being secretly in love.

but you're still sure lando hates you and he's thinking the same for you.

now the australian grand prix will take place this sunday, and today it is thursday. which means conferences and media duties. the mclaren media team has planned a new sort of video. they want to try different types of content for both the drivers this year. and they organized a video with lando and you as guests. the idea of the video is to make lando choose an outfit for you and you'll try it. it can be a good way to show mclaren's fans your relationship and also lando's style and taste.

"y/n will arrive in a few minutes" stephanie, who oversees media and PR functions for mclaren, informs lando that you'll be here soon. the curly haired just nods and fixes his hoodie's sleeve. his expression is impassive, nobody can't tell what emotion he's feeling right now. however, some of the members are aware of the complex relationship between you and lando so they profoundly hope the video will not be a mess.

you guys just need to cooperate and fake it, fake your emotions only for the video. because it is your jobs.

lando laughs with the makeup artist who is adjusting his makeup. he lifts up his eyes and then he sees you walk in the room. you smile and greet the staff, waving your hand to some acquaintances. and in this moment he daydreams. he stops himself on you. your smile, the way you act with people around you with the kindest words and purest actions. he's mesmerized by you. and he hates it.

you make everything so difficult for him. why do he constantly have this problem ? this need to keep an eye on you, to lay eyes on you at least once a day. to be sure you're present and if you're not then he's always questioning himself, he thinks about you. why he's so attracted by you ? he thinks that he always hated you, that he was sure that this curiosity he had for you at the beginning had turned into hatred. but ultimately maybe he was lying to himself.

he only wanted to protect himself from his lack of self-confidence from trying to approach you without any result, and he decided to bury his true feelings under a shell. he created this false illusion of hatred so as not to hurt his ego, not to remind him that he is completely in love with you. because deep down he always saw you as an inaccessible woman and he always wondered how a guy like him could say a word to a woman like you.

he was too insecure and you seemed to avoid and ignore him, so it hurt him because he wanted to exist in your eyes. and that's why he started to hate you. but this feeling of hatred is simply wrong. it's an excuse to hide his feelings towards you. but he realizes that. he doesn't deny it anymore, he knows how fucking bad he's in love with you.

"lando ? you're still with us ?" your voice rings in lando's ears and he comes back to reality. you're standing next to him, and the staff is ready to start the video. "yeah sorry. i'm ready" he says and gives you a decided look. stephanie checks everything. she adjusts the little details to make everything look perfect. but she frowns when her eyes fall on you. "can you please try to be more relaxed and act like you're actually like each other ?"

she walks quickly over you and put her hands on your shoulders "you need to be closer to him, the framing looks horrible on the camera" she says while moving your position. your feet walk by themselves and you're so close to lando now, your shoulders almost touch together. you have never been so close to him. you can even smell his cologne.

he looks a bit uncomfortable now, he shifts his position and clear his throat. he can also smell your perfume too and he's completely hypnotized by it. and by the closeness of your body. stephanie take a look on the camera and she thumbs up. "perfect !! now we can start the recording. please no noise!" she sits on her chair and gives you the signal.

you inhale deeply. it's going to be funny right ?

"hello everyone !! today we are here with the driver lando norris and we're going to play a little game together" you smile to the camera and then turn around to talk to the driver next to you. he does the same and when your looks meet, his heart starts to beat faster. you continue to speak and explain the game but he doesn't listen, he's stuck on your hand on his shoulder. you have never touch him before, because if you dare brush him you know he'll be so pissed off. and you either don't want to graze his skin.

but it's all for the work, so you have to do it and to obviously fake it.

lando doesn't want to show you and people that he's surprised by the touch and that he actually likes it. so to shield himself he keeps a straight face and glare at your hand before taking a step back. you would be lying if you said he hurts you with this sudden move. but what, you also need to fake your hatred towards him. so you react like nothing happened despite the way your heart pangs.

"so are you ready to choose me an outfit ?" you ask to the driver and he doesn't ever bother to look you in the eyes. "yes, i think i'll do a great job". you try to hold back a roll eyes and you smile while nodding. but stephanie claps and sighs "no it's so bad. i know you two can't barely stand each other but you guys need to grow up and understand that you need to work together. it looks like you're going to fight. please be serious and mature and make an effort to show that you are at least close"

you sigh and nod to agree with her because you know she's right. you can't act like this in front of the camera and millions of people. "we're sorry. we're going to fix this problem and do our best" "who "we"?" lando says and shoot a black look to you. you bite your cheek from the inside and roll your eyes. now you're getting annoyed. "shut your mouth and stop being stupid. do your job." you murmur to him with frowning brows.

"don't talk to me like that. we're not friends and we'll never be" he adds. he says that to look pissed off, but the truth is that he hopes you'll never be friends. because instead he hopes you'll be his girlfriend. "i ask no more" you scoff and you sound genuinely honest and sincere. which twist his heart and feelings. wouldn’t he have said that ? now he starts regretting what he have said. do you really want him to remain your enemy?

he can't argue back because the recording is taking up again. the recording is going pleasantly well and it surprises the staff as much as you two. lando seems to choose with precision and care your outfit. he does his best to match the clothes and he picks up the best items. and it feels like he's doing it not on purpose, but sincerely. it feels like he truly wants to see you well dressed and it kinda disturbs you.

you go change yourself into the outfit. and it's really beautiful. the clothes match perfectly and you can't lie, he did a good job. you found yourself admiring your reflection in the mirror. you're wearing an outfit chosen by your enemy - no wait by the man you secretly love, and you like it a bit too much.

it's time for the outfit reveals. the camera still records and you're hidden behind a curtain. "okay lando are you ready to see the final result ?" you ask a bit excited about it. "yes show me" he only replies. you pull the curtain and lando's eyes immediately land on you. ohh.

wow. he stopped to breathe. he stopped to talk. is it legal to be this pretty? no because you're taking his breath away and it's not good at all. the outfit fits you perfectly, and he's even more proud because he was the one to choose it. but seriously, he sincerely thinks you look gorgeous that he doesn't even realize you were talking to him. "so how do i look ?" you ask with a smile.

he's flustered. he starts to blush so hard and he rapidly looks away. he tries to say something but he stutters so much over his words. you're making him loose all his senses. he doesn't even know how to talk anymore. "y-you look... i mean it looks good". he pulls himself together and names the outfit rather than you because he doesn't want to admit that you are incredibly beautiful.

"yes i agree with you, it definitely looks good" you reply and smile to him. but not a fake smile like you'd usually do. no, it's a sincere smile, the one smile he loves seeing. he blushes even more and he clear his throat. some staff members notice how lando looks destabilized by you and they laugh. he is unmasked. but you see he's starting to get embarrassed and you decide to end the video now.

"you were perfect, thanks for your hard work" stephanie says and the others members thanks you too. the record stops and you rush to go get changed. you don't even glance at lando, you just look like you can't wait to leave the room and the driver. and the curly haired feels a little disappointed. for the first time he really wanted to talk to you and say a few words to you.

he hesitates to follow you. it would be weird if he suddenly come and talk to you when you can't even look at each other properly.

but he doesn't care. he wants to be confident. he rushes to follow you and before you could walk away from him he grabs your wrist. your second touch. it gives him shivers. and you too because he notices how your skin reacted to the sudden touch. wait, do you feel the same as him ?

"what ?" your frown and glare at him. he removes his hand from your wrist and looks away. he wants to speak but his words are running away. why he's like that around you ? "huh... i just wanted to say that you are actually... really pretty in this outfit" he says and blushes so so hard. you stop yourself. are you dreaming ? is this even real ?

is it really lando ? it's not a false lando norris right ? you blink, and he can clearly tell you're surprised. like very surprised. which is stressful because he starts to regret what he have said. he is sure that you will take his compliment badly and that he will be able to go fuck himself. but no. it's not your reaction. "oh... thank you lando. i guess ?" you stutter a bit, you don't even know how to react at this point.

your reaction make him laugh softly and for the first time since you met, a positive interaction took place between you. it's like a dream, it can't be real. you thought you couldn't have a good talk with him. you genuinely thought you and him couldn't make it together. but it seems for once that you are able to do it.

"let me change myself now please" you say because you're too flustered to stay with him right now. it's kinda awkward though. "oh yes sorry" he only replies and walk away without anything else.

now this one was truly surprising. first you managed to work perfectly well together and then he complimented you ? something is off. he couldn't have change in a day no ? it's just so strange. but yet you don't complain. you're happy about your interactions today. because it finally seems that you both can now try to be more friends and to know how each other.

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two months passed since that day. and surprisingly everything was getting better with lando. now you great each other every day, the post race interviews are definitely entertaining and you both enjoy them now. he's making jokes sometimes when he's around you and he's always excited to record new content with you. your relationship really improved these past months.

and lando is still so fucking in love with you. he fell even harder for you since you started to interact more with him. now he only has eyes for you, you're the only girl he thinks about, the only girl he wants so bad. and you feel the same too. your love for lando doubled and the only thing you wish for is to be with him. to be his girlfriend. just as he wants to be your boyfriend.

today you need to attend a gala. most of the drivers will be there and lot of your colleagues and others presenters will be there too. it's an important event so you need to dress well and of course you must attend it. you finish your hairstyle and spray perfume on your neck. you're ready.

you make it to the place and you're welcomed by a huge crowd of people and fans. a lot of them try to reach out the drivers. every drivers and presenters are on the huge red carpet. there are many cameras and journalists too. it is very vibrant, very lively. flash come from everywhere and you try to find faces you know. and then you find your best friend.

you rush to oscar. he spots you too and he walks towards you. "y/n ! you took a long time to come" he says and hugs you. you wrap your arms around him too and pull back after. "sorry, there was traffic" you reply. he looks good. he wears a suit with a tie and it looks perfect on him. because he's not the kind of man to pull out costume. so seeing the boy you grew up with in this outfit is shocking. it makes you wonder if his teammate is wearing the same as him ?

lando finishes his interview. he gives a small smile to the journalist and joins carlos and charles over there. he's scanning the crowd. he's looking around. he recognizes some f1 presenters and he wonders if you are here too. he wants to see you. he wants to talk to you. but the only person he sees is his old teammate daniel walking to the group of drivers.

"hello guys. how you all feeling ?" he asks and shows his best smile. "good. though i'm tired of these infinite interviews" charles jokes but the boys all know there's some kind of honesty about it. "long time not see" daniel says as he pats lando's shoulder. "c'mon man you played games with me this morning" he rolls his eyes but grin. daniel laughs and wink at him.

a gap settles between the two but it is filled by the voices of the ferrari drivers. and then daniel speak again. "she's pretty" he only says. lando frowns and turns his head to look at his friend. "what ?" "the woman there. she's really pretty. i think she's a presenter. i often see her the paddock" daniel says and a silly smile take place on his face. lando follows daniel's gaze and his look falls on the one only girl he hoped his friend wasn't talking about.

you.

you're laughing so hard with his teammate that you almost trip and you have to hang on to oscar to avoid falling. and yes, indeed you are beautiful tonight. not that you aren't every day because he could literally spend the whole day admiring you but this long black dress which perfectly highlights your body has a lot of effect on him. but he knows he's not the only one you have an effect on. his jaw clench. no, his friend can't be interested in you. he does not have the right. lando was here first, he's the one for you not daniel. he needs to do something. he needs to keep daniel away from you.

"hah, there's much better mate... like this one girl over here, she's prettier by far." lando says in a nonchalant tone, and he points to a brunette who is also one of your colleagues. lie. it's a lie but he needs to do it. "really ? i prefer my girl. but i didn't know you had your eye on this brunette. good to know boy" daniel gives a wink to lando.

my girl ? did he really called you my girl ? jealousy fills lando now. daniel can't allow himself to call you like that. he does not have the right. only lando can call you my girl. you're his girl. well not really actually but still in his eyes you're his precious and favorite girl. he needs to try something else. "no that's not what i meant" "don't worry lando i'll try to get her number for you" he adds with an implicit smile.

the situation gets worse. it's not good at all. "no but i know her and i already know you won't like her. her name is y/n. you know she's horrible and she is like super super annoying. plus she has a terrible sense of humor. doesn't match with you." he ramble about you like you are the most mean person on earth. daniel looks confused but his eyes suddenly sparks. "oh it's the one girl you hate right ?" he asks.

lando hates his behavior now but he needs to save his opportunity. "yes that's her. i wish she could stop existing" he jokes but he's genuinely shocked by his own words. he wants to slap himself. how he hates himself for talking about you like that. he doesn't deserve you at all. "you know what i'm gonna talk to her"

and without realizing it, he sees daniel walking to you. lando's heart skipped a beat. no no no. it can't happen. you're his girl. you don't need daniel. jealousy is running in his blood and he swears he have never been this jealous over someone. he doesn't want to see you talk to an other man than him. he doesn't want to see you laugh with his old teammate because he perfectly knows you love his humor. no you can't give your attention to daniel. it is lando first.

"hello y/n !" daniel greets you with his white teeth smile. you stop talking with oscar and mirror his smile. lando rushes over and joins you. now there are three boys surrounding you. "hello daniel. hi lando !" you say and your smile widen when you look at the mclaren driver. his heart melt from your reaction, he notices how your eyes sparks when you look at him. "you look beautiful" daniel says then he adds "but lando thinks this woman over here his prettier than you. i think he might have a crush on her. but don't worry i'm here for you y/n".

lando sees red now. why daniel said that ? it's fucking bullshit, you're the absolutely only woman he has eyes for. he almost yells at his friend but he pulls himself together. he just hopes you won't listen to his bullshit. he's really pissed of now. you feel strange. like your heart painfully pangs. because you think now that lando already has an other girl in his mind. and it hurts. you thought you were somehow different for him. but you guess not. you try to change the topic because you're getting upset and sad. "wait how do you know my name ?" you frown confused and daniel laughs softly. "lando told me about you" he replies.

your gaze shift on lando. he talked about you to daniel ? it must have been positive then. you show your best smile to him and you can't help but giggle a little. but lando looks impassive, he doesn't even smile to you back. no, he's glaring at you. just like before. just like two months ago when he was hating on you. you don't understand. "oh and what did he say about me ?" you ask curiously.

daniel pats his friend's shoulder with a desolate look. of course it is part of the joke. "well he told me you're the most horrible and annoying person to ever exist. oh he actually said he wish you could stop existing but he was joking about that." daniel laughs but you are not. what ? is that true ? "excuse me... he really said that ? did he actually mean it ?" you ask to be sure.

lando knows he's in shit. he fucked up. he wants to say something but daniel cuts him off. "i think so because he literally said he hates you. but i think you already know that don't you ?"

daniel wasn't doing it on purpose at all. he knows that you both hate each other, which is why he allows himself to joke about your relationship. but he doesn't know that you've gotten a lot closer lately. lando didn't tell him about his feelings for you because he didn't want to show that he loves you. he kept pretending to hate you when he was with daniel and now this is what shit he's in.

"i... sorry i thought we got along well? that our relationship was better..." you look at the driver you love. he shows no expression.

so is he really like that? a big asshole to the end. you felt that he had changed, that he was starting to like you but in the end he is still the same idiot as before. he played with your feelings. and your whole being hurts. your heart pang so hard. "well if you believed it then maybe i should become an actor then" he scoffs and look at you up and down.

what is he doing? his behavior is truly shit and pathetic. he is losing the girl of his dreams because of himself. he is destroying the only person important to him. the only woman he wants to chase. he's so fucking bad he can't even take off this hateful role in front of daniel because he doesn't want to show that he fell in love with the girl he was supposed to hate. he's such a terrible asshole.

oscar doesn't understand either. because unlike daniel he knows lando's feelings towards you. he knows that his teammate is madly in love with you. so why this behavior? why is he doing all this? why is he hurting his best friend ? he looks at lando with a confused and angry gaze. "i'm sorry i need to get some water" you're about to cry in pain. you disappear quickly because you don't want to stay another second next to him. you have never felt like this before. you feel shit for believing in him. now he broke you in pieces.

daniel doesn't understand either what is happening. but some journalists are calling him for an interview and he excuses himself, saying he'll be back soon. now there's lando and oscar who remain together. "fuck" the curly haired curses. "fuck fuck fuck. shit. fucking shit. i fucked up everything" he curses more. oscar sigh and runs a hand in his hair. "indeed you did yes". his teammate looks like he's about to burst into tears. he knows he really did you wrong and shitty.

"see what you have lost" oscar says and shrugs. but him too is pissed off, he's mad at lando because this guy literally hurts in the most painful way his best friend. "why did you do that ? why did you mess up everything? i thought you really loved her!!” "because i do !! i do love her, she's my everything. she's the only person i care about. she's the only one i think about and she's making me loose my mind and i don't see my life without her oscar. for fuck sake i'm so in love with her and i know i don't deserve her"

lando goes around in circles. he's getting tired of it. "you really disappointed me you know. but it makes me feel sorry to see you in this state, so even if i don't like it, go chase after her" oscar pushes his teammate in your direction. he doesn't want to see lando desperate like this. he knows you love him and that lando loves you too. he can't stand seeing you two suffer when you're literally fighting for each other.

lando finds you in a hidden spot. you let a sob out of your mouth and it breaks his heart. his whole being even. he sees tears falling down on your cheeks and he curses at himself for being the reason of them. he carefully approaches you but you notice him. you're about to walk away but he grabs your wrist before you could run. "y/n"

"no. go away. i don't want to be near you" you bluntly pull back your hand from his grab. "no please y/n listen to me" he tries once again. you scoff and roll your eyes. he thinks it works like that ? "what ? i don't want to listen to you." you struggle to not yell at him. "i didn't intend to say theses things you have to trust me"

he digs himself in deeper. "oh what, now i need to trust you like i used to trust you when i thought you liked me ? you're shit lando" you start to walk away but he stops you once again. "leave me. i don't want to hear your excuses" you try to release his hand from your arm but he doesn't let you go. "no. listen to me. i don't even know why i acted like that and you don't realize how much i hate myself right now. this is not what i wanted to do. this is not what i want"

new tears fall on your face but you don't care at this point. you don't even have the energy to argue back. you can't stop crying. "so what do you want then ?"

"you" he answers without hesitation.

oh. you didn't expect this answer. his other hand grab gently your arm and he takes advantage of your lack of reaction to pull you into his arms. "now really listen" he starts and wipe a tear from your cheek. "i know i'm a piece of shit that don't deserve you. i don't even deserve to talk to you. i'm really a dick because i hurt you so bad and trust me it truly breaks my heart because i'm the man who broke your heart when i was supposed to take care of it"

"i never hated you. never. i was always attracted to you and i know i fell in love with you since the first time i laid eyes on you. every single day i begged to have a chance to talk to you. but i wasn't confident enough and i preferred to act like i hated you when all i wanted was to beg you to give me just a chance" he feels your body relaxes and he pulls you even closer. you can fell his breath on your neck.

"you're not even a little annoying. you are the complete opposite of horrible, you are the kindest and most caring person i know. i want to slap myself for saying i wish you didn't exist. because it's a fucking lie. i can't live without your existence. i can't imagine my future without you. you're taking my breath away and you never leave my mind and thoughts. i know you're the love of my life and i waited for you this long. and i'll never let you go now that i found you." he finishes in a sob and you hide your face in the crook of his neck.

"lando..." you hum. "shhh don't talk. it'll be alright baby" he murmurs against your ear. he strokes your hair with one hand and your back with the other. he places a soft kiss on your head. "i fell very hard for you baby. i'm so in love with you. i'll never stop loving you i promise" he says and you just nod. "i love you so much too lan" you simply answer.

"and that one brunette girl daniel talked about ?" you ask with watery eyes. he laughs softly and cup your face "oh babe i don't even remember who she is. but don't worry love i only have eyes for you" he says and you simply smile widely. "i hope so".

he smiles too and look at your lips. "now kiss baby" he says in a whisper and leans in to kiss you tenderly. the kiss is so sweet and gentle, his lips moving perfectly against yours. he's delighted and he softly bites your bottom lip. you pull back and peck his nose. "so do you love me or do you hate me ?" you ask as he wipes away your last tears. he smiles bright and think before speaking again. "i think i hate you lovingly".

and his lips meet once again yours in a passionate kiss...

[dreamauri]

‧˚⊹ 𝗱𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 ଓ :: 𝗠𝗩𝟭 ‧₊˚⤾

— you are reading: part three !!

╭╯ pairing . . . max verstappen x fem! driver! reader ) ┊ summary . . . a day for max and leila ) ┊ genre . . . angst/fluff ) ╰╮ warning . . . bleeding, passing out, mentions of cpr

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Max found himself petting the sleeping pup gently as he watched Leila sit on his lap and read through a dictionary, helping her pronounce the occasional words.

He had found out that his means of communication of her was through German, one that she'd find muse in making fun of him in while they waited for their flight. "Um . . . Thirsty?" She said confused.

"You're thirsty?" Max looked down into the book, confirming the word. "Let's get you something."

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MEDIA DAY THURSDAY JULY 21 2023 — Hungaroring, Hungary

Max had come to learn a lot more about Leila during the flight. Including, the fact that she could not sleep before washing her face, can not sleep with socks nor shoes on, and can absolutely not sleep alone.

He found himself laying back in the business class chair, watching some movie on the presented screen while patting the child that was laying on him.

He's come to like her very much, reminding him of Victoria, his sister, and the relationship he shared with her.

Arriving at Hungary was easy, the two were quick to get settled into the hotel before going down for breakfast. "She eating cereal." Max talked with you over the phone, updating you on his new responsibility.

"If you could get her to eat some protein that would be great. Eggs or chicken, anything." "I have bacon." "Avoid pork." You winced at the idea.

"Omlete?" "Yeah, that's good." Cutting up ⅔ of his dish into bite pieces, he gestured for her to ear. "How's he doing?" "He's OK. Still sleeping. But recovering." Max nodded even though he knew you couldn't see him.

"Leila, eggs?" "Ya3." [ew] She pushed the plate away putting her tongue out in disgust. "Hot chocolate?" "Eh?" She looked up at him confused looking at where the dutchman was pointing, the drinks station. "She likes mango. Try that instead. Alright."

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"Ba7lam M3ak, besafina." [i dream with you, about a boat] The girl sang quietly as she held onto Max's hair as he carried her on his shoulders through the paddock. Sadly enough, the tween was wearing a red ferrari cap that contrasted with Max's navy blue shirt and orange lion cap. "Wen ba7ar tani." [where we go sailing again]

"Aussieee." Mkayla cooed once she spotted the australian shepard, leaning down and showring the pup with affection. "Thank you, Max. I'll take it from here." She gestured, ready to take the child off the driver. Leila clung to Max's leg once he put her down, hiding from the middle aged woman. "allez, ma chérie. Max a des choses à faire." [come on, sweet heart. Max has things to do]

Leila shook her head. "je veux rester avec Maxie." [I want to stay with max.] "She can stay with me." Max nodded with a soft smile, gently placing his head atop Leila's head to comfort her. "C'est charles." The tween whispered watching the ferrari driver pass by.

"Lets go say hi." He picked her up from under her armpits, setting her on his waist. "Thanks, Mkayla. C'ya, Aussie." With a quick farewell, Dutch boy quickly caught up to the Monégasque. "Non non non, tu vas m'embarrasser." [no no no, you're going to embarrass me] "I don't speak French." He reminded her, even though he could probably put together what she said.

"Charles, Mate." "Max!" The drivers greeted each other, sharing a quick, hand shake. "What's this?" Charles was obviously curious, its not everyday you get to see max carrying a child wearing Ferrari merch. "Babysitting. This is Leila. She's a big fan." He introduced, holding the girl towards Charles like she weighed nothing.

"Well Hello." "Salut." Her voice was small as Max set her down. "Ah, tu parles français?" he kneeled down to her height, a small smile covering his face. "Oui, J'habite en France." "Très beau." He winked at her, taking the hat of her head and signing it. "I'll see you around, Leila." He ruffled her hair, putting the cap back on. "She doesn't speak english." Max told him. "You might want to stick to the french." ". . . How have you been communicating?" "We haven't."

". . . Did you kidnap her?" "What?! Why would you even think that? Look, if I put my hand out she'll take it— Leila seriously? You're dumping me now?" The girl took Charles' hand smiling happily. "I thought she doesn't understand what you were saying. I think I'll keep her." The Ferrari reminded, picking the girl up to his chest. "She doesn't." Max folded his arms as the girl giggled, sticking her tongue out at Max. "You owe me a football match." He booped her nose.

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FREE PRACTICE Friday July 21 2023 — Hungaroring, Hungary

"Goan!" [goal] She whisper shouted, as she kicked the ball ( she somehow got her hands on ) between Max's legs. He could only smile as he watched her kick the ball around the garage as everyone packed up for the night.

"Bist du bereit, zurückzugehen?" [are you ready to go back] "Dein Akzent ist sehr schlecht." [Your accent is very bad] She teased making Max once more give up on using the language for being made fun of by an eight year old.

"Yallah." [come on] He held out his hand. It was the only word he knew, disappointingly for you. After spending a week in an arab house hold, he was able to pick a few words, including: la2 [no], inshalla [in gods willing/never gonna happen], and khalas [enough]. He already knew Habibi [darling/sweetheart], but that wasn't making anything any better.

"Leila, seventeen is going to kill me." He picked her off the floor starting to make his way out of the garage. "attends- uhhh . . l'anniversaire de nunu c'est demain, on doit lui faire quelque chose." [wait uhh, nunu's birthday is tomorrow. we have to make her something.] "Anniversaire, birthday? Who's birthday?" "l'anniversaire de dix-sept, seventeen." "You want to buy her something?" "Make."

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"Fuck mijn nek." [fuck my neck] Max groaned, flexing his musche as he opened his eyes after they adjusted to the sunlight. He was sleeping on the ground which had become a mess of paper, glitter, and beads. The only thing was missing was the girl that had passed and left him do all the work.

"Lei— Oh shit. Leila?" He quickly stood up, sobering up from his sleep to start starting for the tween. "Lei—" "Shh." You came out of the bathroom, covering his mouth. His eyebrows furrowed in surprised as you put a finger over your mouth, which held your toothbrush. "She's sleeping." Your mouth was muffled as you pointed at the girl sleeping in bed in her pyjamas.

Max sighed in relief, moving to the night mare that has been haunting hm for the past two days, adjusting the blanket over her. "She likes me more than you." Max whispered, putting his hands on his hips proudly. You could only glare at him as you continued to brush your teeth.

"Cousin thief." You mumbled going back to the bathroom, spitting out the toothpaste. "Hey I— I got something for you." Max came back with a neatly wrapped up box. "Happy birthday." You looked between the gift and him, a small smile creeping its way onto your face.

"You don't have to—" "—I'll keep it then—" "—mine." You took it out of his hands, gently starting to unwrap it. "It's a bottle." "It's water bottle." He chuckled clarifying, smiling with a shrug. "You broke yours so and I know you loved the last one. So, I thought I'd get you a new one." "Oh that is sweet. Thank you, thirty three." Your turned around, starting to fill it up with water.

"Thirty three?" "Yeah, since you keep calling me by my number." "That's because I don't know your name." "You kon't know your teammate's name?" You gasped, faking heart break. "I didn't— Hey! Don't know!" You laughed, wiggling your eyebrows as you exited the bathroom. "Senta." You answered.

Max peaked his head out the door, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, his toothbrush hanging from his mouth. "Is that your name?" "It's my middle name." ". . . Isn't that German?" He asked confused. "Pick a country. First France, and then one from the middle east, now Germany? What's next?" "Netherlands." You joked making him glare.

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QUALIFYING Friday July 21 2023 — Hungaroring, Hungary

"There he is! Lighting up the whole paddock!" You cheered as Daniel rolled passed on the scooter in the Alpha Tauri fireproofs. "Seventeeeeeeeeeeeen~" He pointed at you with the laugh that made your heart warm. "Danieeeeeeel RIIIIIcardOOOOOOOOO." You sang as you swung Leila's hand.

"Up you go." "ba3raf atla3 lewa7di." [i can get up on my own] She huffed folding her arms as you set her on the couch in the hospitality. "ana 3arfa, bas enti betegbari besor3a awy." [I know, but you're growing up so fast.] You kissed her cheek gently. "lazem aro7 delwa2ti. wa3d mesh hatemshi men hena?" [i have to go now. promise you wont leave] "wa3d." [promise]

Q1 :: you easily made it into q1, sitting in the top ten comfortably knowing you wouldn't be knocked out. rolling back in the pits, you waited in the garage with the warm tires which you'll stick with till the end of Q2.

"Who's out?" "Sargent, Magnusson, Hamilton, Tsunoda, Albon." "Hamilton? Huh." You raised your eyebrows in surprise. "He forgot he's in a Mercedes?" You joked as the team started pushing you out for Q2. "Danny is in, whoo!" You cheered to yourself as you waiting for the go.

"Who's P1 right now?" "Zho." "What? You're joking. Good for him." "Not for you though." "Eh, easy peasy lemon squeezy."

Q2 :: "We are P3. P3." "Who's ahead?" "Norris and Kraus." "Which Kraus?" "Killian." "Alright, you think I have enough time to give it one more?" "Negative. Negative. We are ok where we are. You will have a chance in Q3."

A sigh came from your mouth as you rolled back in your garage to get a change of tires.

Q3 :: "P1! P1! Great job Seventeen." "Yaaaaay." You cheered quietly giggling as you let the other cars pass by on their hot laps. "And Max?" "Max is P3. P4, P4." "Oh? Who's up?" "Kraus is P1." ". . . Which one?" "Meike." "Really?" Your voice darkened. "I'll give it to him."

"Starting grid tomorrow is Meike, you, Killian, Norris, Verstappen, Zho—" "Wait you're joking. Max P5? Are you sure? Is he ok?" "Affirmative." "Dang it. I'm sandwiched by two brothers now, I swear if they drag me into their family drama I'm going to **** **** ****** ******** **** ******." Safe to say you traumatized Jj. "A—alright. Just don't fined."

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"Happy birthday to you." You heard the team and Lando sing down the pitlane. Happy birthday dear Meike, happy birthday to you." Laughs errupted throughout as Leila watched quietly. "Yala halan balan. Heya Abu El fasad. Haykoun 3iedmilad El Leila as3ad El a3yad. Fal yaha Abu elfasad." [an egyption (?) continuation of the birthday song] You hummed quietly.

"Betghanilo leh?" [Why are you singing for him] Leila asked taking her back pack off. The garages were mostly empty now, you had dismissed a Mechanic, taking up his sweeping chores instead of him.

You shrugged in answer to the question. It just felt right. "Toz fih." [A vulgar/extremely rude way of saying who cares] "3andi 7ega liki." [I have something for you] Getting up in a random chair and dumping her bag on the table. "Max!" She called. "Found a cupcake from the Aston Martin hospitality!" Max raised the cupcake as he entered the garage, proudly placing it in the table top.

"What is this." You laughed looking at both of them as Max held up a lighter. "Sanna 7elwa ya gameel." "Oh no." You sighed hiding your face as they begun singing. Leila had apparently force-taught Max the arabic version of the happy birthday song, and his accent was horrible, with the occasional mistake. "Sanne 7elwa ya gameel. Sanna 7elwa ya, nunu/senta. Sanna 7elwa ya gameell~."

Leila did a little zarghroota ( failing miserably ) as you laughed blowing out the little flame. "How old are you now?" Max asked leaning on the table, with a look of mischief on his face.

"The big two three." You joked folding your arms, leaning on the table as well. "Hah, I'm older." "Older than dinosaurs." You mocked, a genuine smile on your face as Leila pulled you away from Max, handing you a pop out card.

"Aw look, is that me?" "Da enti, Dija, baba, teta, gedo, ana, we da Max lewa7do." [that's you, dija, dad, grandma, grandpa, me and that's Max in the corner] you could only laughed as she pointed at the drawing Max.

"He looks just like you." You teased as Leila pulled out 2 handfuls of accessories. "I technically made these since, Leila slept and abandoned me." You laughed as she put the bracelets and necklaces on. "I love them. Shukra, ya 2amar." [Thank you, beautiful] You kissed Leila's cheek, offering a hug to Max next.

"Thanks Max, you made my day."

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RACE DAY Friday July 22 2023 — Hungaroring, Hungary

"Killian." Walking down the pitlane, the older of the Kraus Brothers looking to his side seeing his dad, gently holding his shoulder. "Give us a minute." Leon dismissed the mechanic, pulling his son aside.

"Deal with that Seventeen girl. She losses this round. We won't have to worry about her nor her ego again. Make sure your brother wins." "I- . . . Alright." He couldn't even protest because the man walked away, walking to the pole winner car.

"Killian? Killy willy?" "Huh?" Everything alright, mate?" "Yeah . . . Everything is-" He got in to his car with a deep sigh. "Everything is. Peachy."

"It's lights out and away we go at the Hungarian Grand Prix."

Lap 1 :: "Meike gets away well, so does Seventeen, so does Killian. It's masked driver sandwiched between two Krauses." "I can already tell this will not end well for Seventeen."

"There is contact on turn one, and the two Alpine drivers are out! Zho drops a few positions and Riccardo spins out."

Lap 6 :: "Verstappen overtakes Norris on turn 3 and he is now in P4,  one position away from the Kraus vs Seventeen battle. Max is charging forward to aid his teammate."

Lap 38 :: Killian felt his heart beating in his mouth, you were going to over take his brother any moment now, and gain P1. He couldn't let you lead. He couldn't over take you either, the plan that he had scripted had failed. And he had no other choice.

"Sorry." He whispered to himself.

"OH! AND- KILLIAN DRIVES INTO THE REAR OF SEVENTEEN!" "Massive crash there catching Norris, Hamilton, Leclerc and Sainz!" "Verstappen was able to get away safely. And that is a red flag."

"Oh fuck! Y/N? Is she okay?" Max's voice popped up on the big speakers as he begun to slow down. "She has not responded yet." "I need to-" "Max stay in the car. Stay in the car. The marshals will take care of it. Red flag. Red flag."

As soon as Killian managed to get out of the car, he heard crying. Like a seven year old balling her eyes out.

Back in the garages, Max was quick to leap put of his car, running through to your garage. "She's up. She's—" "What is she doing?!" He yelled, gripping his hair, watching you on the screen. You were lifting up the side of Lando's flipped car so he could crawl out.

"YOU'RE BLEEDING!" He shouted at you even though you couldn't hear him. Lando was the quick to run to the medics once he got out. "GET TO THE FUCKING MARSHALS!"

You could feel your head spinning as you let car drop the few inches you lifted. You couldn't hear anything, and you your limbs were numb. Your ears were pulsing as you took a step forward to the Marshals, only for you to find yourself weaken.

"And she's on the ground— she fell!" "Where are the marshalls?! She's bleeding! WHERE ARE THE MARSHALLS?!"

Max could hear the commentators, his ears ringing as he watched someone come to your aid. The world was blurring before him as he watched them commence CPR.

Sobs. Snapping out of his trance, Max found a lost Leila at the entrance of the garage, crying her eyes out. Not even waiting a second he was quick to lift her into his arms, bouncing her gently as he tried to calm her down.

Mkayla was quick to come for support, whispering reassuring words to the tween in her second language. "C'est bien. C'est bien, Leila. Y/N est bien." [It's ok. It's ok, Leila. Y/N is ok]

Max himself didn't even know if she was going to be okay. He's seen crashes like that, and they never ended well. Especially after seeing the fate as the previous holder of the number Seventeen had met.

Final Lap :: "and Max Verstappen takes the win. Breaking the record of the most consecutive wins with 12 races in a row."

"This is for, Seventeen." He sighed as he crossed the line. "This was her win." "Thank you, Max." The Dutch heard Christian over the radio, a deep shaky sigh coming from the driver.

Hopping out of the car, Max was quick to go to where his team waited for him, patting his back gently as he pulled the reaching Eight year-old into his arms. Pulling her over the fence ( not giving a single shit about getting fined) , he kept her in his arms as he walked to the cool down room.

Sitting in between the two Krauses, he braided the girl's hair gently, occasionally wipping the silent tears that streamed down her eyes. When it came to the podium, Max had failed convince Leila to wait for him, ending up with her joining him, hugging his leg on the top pedestal as they played the National anthems.

He felt anger, raged. Watching Meike celebrate made Max want to punch him in the face. But he held back, holding up his trophy slightly for his team, before walking out hand on hand with Leila.

17: oh no im bleeding to death

lando: *not injured, is fine*

17: i want to play prince charming

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[mfrance-writes]

Helene Updates: People Don't Know What's Going on in East Tennessee.

I live in East Tennessee. The things that are going on here apparently haven't been reported on very well as we've been dealing with the effects of Helene. People in this same area just an hour to a couple of hours away don't even know what's going on over here.

The area of East Tennessee that I live in is close enough to Asheville that we can pop over to go to the farmers market or pop over for a nice dinner without really thinking about it. We have three rivers in my area: The Pigeon River, the French Broad River, and the Little Pigeon River. The Nolichucky River isn't in my county, but it is close enough to affect the area where I live. These rivers have not flooded in my lifetime or my parents' lifetime.

We are not an area that has EVER experienced more than a small rise in river levels that usually quickly recedes before the flash floods actually occur. We were told that we should prepare for rain to move in by Thursday and then wind to come with more rain on Friday that may disrupt power due to downed trees. There was the possibility of a flash flood in some areas, but overall we weren't told that we needed to be extremely concerned about Helene in my area. (I mean, we're in the Smokey Mountains, in a land-locked state.)

On Friday, we woke up expecting it to be rainy and windy. What we got was news that Waterville Dam and Lake Lure Dam in North Carolina had failed or been severely breached. Later that night, the Nolichucky Dam in Tennessee was breached and expected to catastrophically fail. As a result, the Pigeon River, the French Broad River, the Little Pigeon, and the Nolichucky River all rose to levels that we haven't seen since the late 1800s and the early 1900s.

We were prepared for SOME bad weather...power outages, travel delays because of downed trees or power lines. We were not prepared for something that has never happened here before. How can you prepare for something that has never happened that nobody knew we should be expecting?

We were not prepared for the rivers to break records from over 100 years ago. We were not prepared for the dams to breach and/or fail. We were not prepared for a mass flooding event that made the central area of our town grind to a halt as the first (and sometimes second) floors of essential businesses were submerged in flood waters. We were not prepared for the evacuation orders because we have never experienced evacuations on such a large scale before. This is an event that has never happened in my area.

We are in a State of Emergency. We are waiting for natural disaster relief. People have died, and more are still missing in the more rural areas. Entire homes, farms, businesses have been lost. We do not have water, and there is no timeline for when we can expect that to be fixed. Many people are still without power, and in the more rural areas, the linemen can't get to them to run new power lines without the help of other agencies. Many people still do not have cell and internet service back up and running. The post office is not operational, and the mail is not running. Updates from the Mayor via Facebook Live is the way we're getting most of our information.

I went into the office (because the courts in surrounding counties are still up and running and we have to prep for that), and the area where the law office is located is closed to the public. Helicopters and sirens are an ever-present sound as searches are being conducted. It looks like some kind of post-apocalyptic movie scene, and it kind of feels like one, too.

And the people around us (except for North Carolina, which was totally devastated) don't seem to know that's what we're dealing with for some reason. The sheer number of people I talked to today that are from as close as an hour away that have no idea we're in a State of Emergency is baffling. Literally, people called asking for consults, office appointments, letting us know they were mailing things in, asking if we could hurry and file things... Then when I have to tell them that we're in a State of Emergency, they're shocked because they "had no idea it was that bad."

At the time of posting, I have also only seen (maybe) two news cameras in the area since Saturday. (More may have come via helicopter for aerial footage.)

[la-galaxie-langblr]

6 Week Challenge Week 2 Day 4 14/11/24

Today I:

Went to class

Didn't get to go swimming </3 pool was unexpectedly full for a Thursday but it gave me an excuse to get plenty of walking done around campus

Ate lunch

Scheduled a job interview 😳

Did lingsoc event prep

Studied

To the shock of no one I did not get the pass mark for my shoddy group project 💀 but at least in my seminar tomorrow I can learn where I went wrong!!

Helped set up for and run a linguistics society event - basically we asked 2 department staff to present some of their research to an audience and we got department funded catering afterwards 😋

Did my work training

Watched drag race and got caught up on bakeoff with my friend, we're two weeks behind on bakeoff and I've missed our Tuesday tradition!!

Daily joys:

CAMPUS IN AUTUMN W GOOD MUSIC IN MY HEADPHONES MY BELOVED

Friends beloved <333 today was hard but my besties are always here for a wee cry and lots of laughs afterwards

Progress towards goals:

Big day for getting out of my comfort zone - I answered a lot of questions in my seminar, got most of them wrong but it was a really helpful learning experience, and I also chaired the linguistics society event we did!! Getting up in front of a room of people to speak is something I'm much more confident in than I used to be, but it still makes me feel queasy sometimes so I'm proud of myself for doing it :)

Did a grammar activity for French

[cbsghostsmetasandtrevor]

CBS Ghosts Master Post

Hi All! I'm Jen, I'm also Jmagnabo92 on Tumblr. This blog is dedicated to CBS Ghosts & Trevor. I can ship him with pretty much everyone, so I'm game to talk about any possible ship with him.

I welcome anyone to come and chat with me about this silly show.

Please Note that I am trying to avoid spoilers - so anything passed current episodes & the promo that appears at the end of each Thursday episode should not be mentioned.

I still have to go through and link all of the master posts, but I wanted to at least label out my fanfics. Each Title has the AO3 link. Although you can find them on Tumblr, too. Many of them are currently HMoney, but I don't think that will hold for long.

Decisions, Decisions - M, T/H, 33K - After the events of the holidays, Hetty's teasing of Trevor leads them down an interesting path together.

Trevor's Body - G, T/H, 2.9K - Trevor's memorial weekend prompts a conversation that leads to a different ending to Trevor's Body.

The Bet - M, T/H, 2.5K - After Nigel's cryptic comment, Trevor learns that there's been a bet about him and Hetty getting together. This leads him to encourage Hetty to take Nigel's power away by telling everyone and learning of who won the bet.

Heartbreaker - T, T/H, 4.1K - The events of Alberta’s descendent through Trevor’s eyes & and the resulting aftermath of Hmoney’s coming out. Hetty and Trevor deal with Hetty's feelings of embarrassment and how they came to be together.

Jay's Board of Ghosts - T, T/H, 6.5K - Freddie has more proof when he confronts Sam and Jay about the ghosts, and the ghosts trap situation goes a little differently.

Touch Me Tender - T, T/H, 9K - Now that HMoney is out, Trevor enjoys the fact that Hetty loves to touch him, openly, and that they spend so much time together - even sharing Hetty's bed and having sleepovers. Which leads to a slumber party and certain secrets coming out about Trevor.

World War Teatime - T, T/H, 6.5K - After their plot to put their relationship back on their terms, Hetty and Trevor decide to date one-on-one in secret with Jay's help.

The Gentlemen's Club - T, T/H, 11.3K - When Sam decides to go see if David is a ghost, Trevor asks to use the ghost trap to see if he can attend the meeting. Hetty, not wanting to potentially lose him, decides to risk it, too, and the two of them get to have their first adventure together outside of the mansion.

Planning Ghostly Adventures - M, T/H, 11.8K - After Trevor's reveal that the ghost trap can be used for ghostly adventures, the ghosts go crazy wanting to travel for the first time since they died. Planning these adventures lead to fun discussions for Trevor, who's responsible for helping organize it all since he was given a special present.

A Dream Come True - G, T & his family, 22.8K - The day after Trevor breaks things off with Hetty, he wakes up alive and finally gets the second chance on life that he's always wanted and - bonus - it lets him escape his problems.

Butterfly Time With Flower - G, T & F, 1.7K - A month after Trevor becomes a ghost, he’s wallowing on the first day of Hannukah until Flower comes up with a distraction.

The Apology - G, T & Sam, 1.8K - After Sam has acknowledged them, Trevor struggles to apologize for his part in her accident and the event that would change her life forever.

Late Night Conversations - M, T/H H&I, 2.1K - When Trevor can't sleep the night of the fight with Hetty, he seeks her out and spies a late night conversation that puts their fight in perspective.

Trevor's New Pad - E, T/Sass, 5.8k - Trevor spends one night in the library after Nigel's blackmail before deciding he can't do this. He moves out to the Carriage House, and when Sass follows him, they're both in for a surprise at what that does for their relationship.

A French Anniversary - E, T/H & T/Sass, 8.5K - After Trevor's slip-up when Hetty's almost year-long banishment, the house knew that he and Hetty stayed together. Now, their anniversary approaches and both Trevor and Hetty find gifts that are perfect for one another.

To Be Affectionate - T, T/H, 1K - Trevor thought that being public with Hetty again meant that they could be affectionate in front of the house the way they had been in the last twenty years, but due to the deal that Hetty initiate those touches, he struggles with not knowing if he's allowed to be his normally affectionate self. Luckily, Hetty's there to reassure him.

It's A Twin Thing - M, T/H & T & Jeremy, 21.6K - A few weeks after Hetty's almost banishment, Trevor's in for a surprise when his twin brother stops by.

Trevor's Jacket - E, T/H, 3.2K - After watching an 80s movie marathon, Hetty decides to steal Trevor's jacket to come out to the house.

Cuddle Him - E, T/Sass & Sam/Jay, 3.1K - After the big moment with Ari and the watch, Trevor sort of deflates in sadness, Sass wants to help and Jay suggests cuddling him. None of them expected where cuddling would lead to.

Ghostly Love - M, T/B, 31K - WIP - After meeting Bela, Trevor can't help wishing that they could continue dating, but Sam and Jay order him not to message her again. And yet, when Bela messages him first, Trevor gets his wish.

Girl Talk - G, F & H (Trevor & T/H only mentioned), 2.6K - Hetty's favorite part about rooming with Flower is that it's easier to sneak back into her room after her late-night visits with Trevor, that is until Flower finally catches her and they engage is some roommate girl talk about Trevor.

Ghostly BFFs - T, T/F, 4.9K - Sometimes, dying leads to a best friend - and sometimes, that best friend becomes so much more. Flower's been in love with her best ghostly friend for years, keeping it a secret, until one day... the secrets out.

That's all for now - but I've got a billion ideas and stories that have been started & not yet finished. So, there will be more :)

[klebald]

Got inspired by your website and am attempting to make myself one since my old spacehey got terminated. However I’m having the hardest time figuring out how to link a second page and more importantly how to make containers for text. Very much struggling. An hour of effort and all I have is a background and a header. I’ll figure it out eventually I’m sure, but if I get desperate enough I may end up asking you for a couple codes here and there.

Do you have class today? I’m in my earth science class right now. Really excited cause my math course on Friday is optional, so I get to sleep in a little later than usual.

Little old me, inspiration? No way, not a single bit true. The reason that I made one myself is because my Spacehey got terminated as-well. Every single social media known to man hates the Columbine shooters, I suppose. I wish you the best of luck on the hell that is HTML/CSS. If you are still yet to figure out a way to link to a second page, or to make containers, I have a couple of ways. I will happily share the page linking right now, actually, at the bottom of this, for when you do eventually discover how to code a container. You might want to try a table, tables are fun to work with, just a little more linear and confined feeling. I dislike using them for that reason. I do have class, I was in French last period, and I just got out of lunch. I am in Algebra right now. Being a junior, my schedule is the same every day aside from Thursday and Friday, where I have home room squished into the middle of the day very annoyingly. I wish my math course were optional, although, it's considerably easier to get through than some of my other classes. Earth science also does sound a lot nicer, know that I want to take your place. I have Chemistry next semester for what will be my science class, Sociology for history credits and Algebra right now until January. The order of Chemistry, and Creative Writing, which is my second core class for the next semester, being together makes zero sense to me. I hope that class is easy on you today, seeing that next period I have a FUCKING PRESENTATION. I can brag that I got to leave early Monday! If you want the new page to be linked using a button with text inside of it, the way my diary button appears on my main page, for example, the way I did it was this. (Albeit removing the slash in the first "a href", it won't embed if I don't break the code). <\a href="whatever page, you have to make a new html index page to have another page show up clickably. Tedious, I know" class="new-page-button">WHATEVER TEXT YOU WANT INSIDE OF THE BUTTON</a> And, the matching CSS that you need for it to.. Look like anything, that you should keep seperate, towards the top of the page is where I put mine, is this. .new-page-button { display: inline-block; padding: 15px 30px; {You can change ALL of these values by their pixels, try using codepen.io to preview how it looks live while you input things.} margin: 20px 0; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold; text-shadow: 2px 2px 4px rgba(128, 128, 128, 1.5); color: #fff; text-decoration: none; background-image: url('WHATEVER BACKGROUND IMAGE YOU WANT FOR INSIDE THE BOX); background-size: cover; background-position: center; border: 0.8px solid #b0b0b0; border-top: 2.2px solid #b0b0b0; border-bottom: 2.2px solid #b0b0b0; border-radius: 0; letter-spacing: 2px; } If you want it to be an image of some kind, the HTML is this (same rule as before) <\div class="BUTTON"> <\a href="your page link(the new html one)" style="cursor: pointer;"> <\img src="image that you want to be what you click on to get to the page" alt="alttextforit" style="width: 60px; height: auto;"> </a> {All of this is alterable, like I said, customization.} And, of course, the CSS: .back-button-container { margin-top: 160px; text-align: center; } Let me know if any of this is of help to you at all, I hope that my very late explanation was useful.

[kirexa]

Okay so I'm going to write down my school stuff to organize it

- I have NOTHING due tomorrow

- I have SEVERAL things due one thursday

- EVERYTHING is due friday

- on Thursday I have history, which I don't even know where to start. I can MAYBE make a whole presentation between now and then to save my failing grade but I don't know if my teacher will accept it

- After that I have English, a book project due (it's pretty close to done), annotations for a short story and an essay on said short story

- I'm failing computer science which is after that but I can't do anything about it my teacher never grades older work and I know all the material near perfectly my teacher is just really bad at being a good teacher. She's not bad at teaching she just assigns too much work with not enough time and expects us to write whole codes physically like ma'am this is literally a printed version of an assignment attached to the coding program we use. Why.

- last is French! I'm also failing French. I really only missed a couple homeworks and keep on top of it far better than like. English or history . I'm taking a test I missed so I should be okay for it

[theresattrpgforthat]

Howdy!

I have a friend that really wants to get into other games that aren't just mostly combat like pathfinder and dnd but they're a shitpost kinda player so they aren't fond of horror or angsty games.

Do you have any good suggestions for more light-hearted/comedic rpgs? They like Risus if that helps,just it's a bit too light for me to run it.

Sorry if this is a lot.

THEME: Shitpost Games

My friend, this is not a lot, there are plenty of great shitpost-style games out there of all kinds of genres! Let’s see what I’ve got that might be up their alley.

When it comes to the “lightness” of Risus, I’m not sure if you mean that there aren’t enough rules or if there’s not enough setting. These recommendations will have much more specific settings, although shitpost games tend to be pretty light on rules all-round, so hopefully there are some rules systems here that still appeal to you!

Pride and Extreme Prejudice, by Grant Howitt.

A hand-created one-page RPG about proper ladies of a marriageable age and their giant robots powered by a malign eldritch intelligence. Will you find a suitable husband? Will you repel the French invaders? Will your eternity reactor leak and drive you and your sisters irrevocably mad, haunted my whispers from the dark between the stars?  And - will you be late for the ball on Thursday eve?

Combining Regency styles of flirting with giant multi-pilot mechs is a game that I didn’t know I wanted until I found it. It involves 4 players and a GM, with each character embodying one of four young women, all looking for a husband while also fighting off giant French clockwork dragoons.

 Each situation will be a combination of a social outing and a military action taken by the opposition. Each turn, your players will have to figure out how to pursue true love while also redirecting power, how to unleash hell with a shot cannon while also coming across as cool, calm and collected, and how to charm someone with your earnest opinions while also charging an enemy before they can shoot the gentleman you’re flirting with. 

I think the only thing more hilarious than playing this game, is playing this game absolutely 100% seriously. Go ham.

Never Send A Barber to do an Assassin’s Job, by Silver Hoof Games.

You are a professional. You are a…  Confectioner, Architect, Fisherman, Gravedigger, Barber or Actor. But you couldn't find proper employment for yourself! You had no other choice, or perhaps by mistake, you became none other than an assassin.

You would need some d6, friends and no DM! 

As a GM-less game, this might be a great way for the person who usually runs the show to get in on the action with everyone else. Using only d6s, you’ll find ways to use your confectioner’s bag of sugar or your barber’s strong perfume to play as assassin’s who are just trying to pay the bills. Something about using a round peg to fill a square hole - right now it’s just a page with rules, but the designer is hoping to use whatever funds they raise with it to turn it into something more complete.

OSHA Violations: The Game, by Alex Kingsley.

Regulations are in place to keep workers safe. But c’mon, in this economy? The goal of the game is simple: commit as many OSHA violations as possible without getting caught. The player with most OSHA Violations at the end wins-- unless they get shut down by the Safety Inspector! 

This game selects one person to play the role of Safety Inspector, while the rest of the group will present themself as Site Managers. The Safety inspector will create a tragic backstory, a dirty secret, and their favourite OSHA violation. The Site Managers will design their construction sites and roll a d6 to determine how many OSHA violations they MUST have on site (although they may have more). What specific violations those are will be determined by a roll table. 

This game heavily relies on improv, but there’s a win condition: the Inspector must guess who has the most violations. If they guess correctly, the player with the second-most violations is the winner - if they do not guess correctly, the player with the most violations wins the game!

Games I’ve Recommended in the Past

My Silly Games Post.

My TragicComic Games Post.

Something is Wrong with the Chickens, by Elliot Davis.

Clown Helsing, by Planarian.

Untitled Ghost Game, by Alice V.

Everyone is John, by Gamer Nation Studios.

[cinemacentral666]

Asteroid City (2023)

Movie #1,219 • Part of my WES ANDERSON Director Focus

Today I am starting a new weekly series that will run every Thursday for the remainder of 2023. I'll be revisiting the entire Wes Anderson filmography in reverse chronological order. I had previously eschewed doing one of these in a nonlinear fashion but I'm making an exception here for a few reasons. For starters, I'm already deeply familiar with his catalog and I actually rewatched "The Big Three" (Rushmore, Tenenbaums & Darjeeling) just last year, though not for review purposes. I've actually yet to see The French Dispatch after being thoroughly turned off by Isle of Dogs. So I'll start at the present and work my way backwards, all the way to 1994's Bottle Rocket short film.

Although this post is coming out in November, I'm actually typing this in late June, having just seen Asteroid City in the theater on the weekend of its opening wide release. And, in a nutshell, I pretty much loved every facet of this. I'll do an "official ranking" at the end of this, but my initial gut reaction says this has the best chance of cracking into the aforementioned "Big Three" — it's a fantastic film, and it very well might be his most interesting and original to date.

For someone with such a unique, expertly honed and instantly recognizable style, his movies are ripe for fatigue. Like many others, I've often wondered why he never strays from not just his visual motifs but his equally identifiable approach to dialogue. He's truly beyond parody at this point, which is why the underlying themes of Asteroid City felt so fresh to me even if what we're seeing on screen is not.

But to the latter: this also might be Wes Anderson on steroids in that department and there was something thrilling about that as well. Here he blends every stock element in his wheelhouse — from stop-motion and miniatures to his trademark symmetrical framing, intricate set design and fast pans to everything and anything else — and blows it up and out to the nth degree. This movie looks so good that it would still be enjoyable even if it had nothing at all to say.

The fact that is has A LOT to say, both about the artistic process (and more to the point Wes Anderson's process) and about basic human emotions like grief and love, is what makes this film truly special. He's hit home with showcasing true humanity before (see, yet again, "The Big Three") but never has he ventured into this meta territory before. He dares to ask the question, what's the point of all of this really?

Without getting too into spoilers, the entire cast breaks away from the narrative in the final moments and begins chanting, "You can't wake up if you don't fall asleep." This isn't quite the riddle that it appears on the surface. Rather, it felt more like a simple plea.

You have to submit to what you're seeing completely if you truly want to glean anything meaningful out of the experience. Nobody involved in this production half-assed it (clearly!) and neither can the audience. It's a two-way street or none of this works. An older couple walked out of the theater deep into the second act during my viewing. This Wes Anderson IS too much Wes Anderson. And that might have been a bad thing if it wasn't so clearly the point.

SCORE: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️½

[lgbtawarenessproject]

Part 9: Brazil and Venezuela

Is it truly part 9 already???? Gosh. Time flies so fast.

I am not able to do the other two essays tonight, so please take my messy notes and some links instead.

Anyway, next update will be Thursday! This project takes Wednesdays off.

Word count is like, 495-ish

-Soul

Brazil

Brazil is largely progressive in its laws. Homosexuality has been legal since 1830, gay marriage since 2013. As of 2018, it is possible to legally change your gender without medical procedures. In addition, as of 2021, every state but two have recognized a third gender. All but six of them, however, only allow it for intersex people.

Pride celebrations have existed in Brazil since 1997, and São Paolo, the first and longest running of them, is the largest pride celebration in the world with over 3 million people. When it began, it only had 2000 people, but it steadily grew until it reached the 3 million mark. Each São Paolo event has a new slogan and theme. These themes are about current LGBT+ politics, rights, or discrimination. The Pride parade is the largest and last official event of São Paolo pride. That is not to say there aren't things to do afterwards. Many clubs do stay open after pride after all. Prior to the parade, there are events like the craft fair, and drag shows.

Even with all of this, their record breaking pride, the laws, trans people still face extreme violence in Brazil. In fact, Brazil has had the highest number of trans murders for fourteen years. While they have tried to stop this with laws and regulations, political speeches and more, 2022 had 131 trans people murdered. Of the victims in 2022, 76 percent were black, trans-women making up a large amount of that. On top of that, this is only reported murders.

Statistical links: 1 2 3 4

Notable murders: 1 2

Pride information: 1 2 3

History: 1 2

Other important links: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Venezuela

When you research LGBT+ people in Venezuela, a thing you’re going to run into again and again is the illegality of being gay in the military. So let’s start with that. 

In Venezuela, until March of this year, it was illegal to be gay in the armed forces. It was easy, in fact, to be thrown out or fired, even if you had previously been a model worker. The Venezuelan military justice code had banned “unnatural acts”, punishable by up to three years in prison. Formal armed service members spoke out about this, in an article you can find here. Good news for gays in Venezuela, however, as on March 16th of this year, the code was annulled. Former members removed because of that code have had messages sent to them letting them know they can be reinstated.

That does not mean things are great for queers in Venezuela, however. A trans-women in Caracas has talked about her experiences being out, and what it took to get there. She talked about how her family had been unsupportive of her transitioning, but reportedly are coming around to it. In the article she talks about how she is privileged to be able to walk around without suffering transphobia every day. She talks about her friends who have had to leave the country, or suffer abuse, or are unable to present properly. Venezuela also has a misogyny problem, and according to her, it affects her more than transphobia does.

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6

French Guiana

Links for Guiana: 1 2 3 4 5 6

Paraguay

Links for Paraguay: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14

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[mint-moon25]

What a Girl Wants

GBC - Films - presents -

Legal - Permission -

Musical - Rodgers and Hammer -

Stein - Changing Title - Tentative -

'South Pacific'

(Asian Version)

(Back and Forth in Time)

Add Comedy - 2 - Romance

Musical - Adventure - Drama

Legal Permit - 'The King: Eternal

Monarch'

BACK AND FORTH IN TIME SO

2 - RESCUE - JOHN KERR - AS

MARINE - FRONT - LINES WW2

AS - EUN WOO CHA - ASTRO

'A GOOD - DAY - 2 B A - DOG'

THUS - PHILIPPINES' - THEIR

YOUTUBE - CHANNEL - 'JAN

AND - ANN' - THEY - ASKED IN

LATEST - VIDEO - 2 B - EXTRAS

IN - FILM' - I - CAN - DO - THAT

AS - MAIN - WRITER - OF - GBC

FILMS - STUDIOS - SECRETLY

MINE - ALSO - SO - GOT - THE

VERY - BEST - IDEA - LIKE THE

KING: ETERNAL - MONARCH

AS - THEY - WENT - BACK IN

TIME - BUT - PRETTIER

ITZY - AND - AESPA - HAD A

DRINKING - PARTY - NURSES

SOUTH - PACIFIC - ISLAND

SO - THEY - ALL - FAINTED

FUNNY - AND - WENT - 2 -

THE - SAME - AREA - AESPA

IN - LINE - ITZY - WENT - 1ST

JAN - MALE

ANN - HIS - PINAY - WIFE

THEY - LEFT - CANADA - 2 -

TRAVEL - WORLDWIDE YES

LET's - HELP - THEIR FINANCES

900 BILLION X 2 - PER - HOUR

CANADIAN - AND - IF - WE'RE

IN - PARIS - 900 BILLION - YES

EUROS - TAX - PAID - PER - HR

WILL - B - LIKE - FILM

'CHANCES - ARE'

ITZY - AND - AESPA

NURSES - WORLD WAR 2

GOT - DRUNK - IN - THEIR

PARTY - WOKE - UP - YES

TOGETHER

JOHN KERR - MARINE HASN'T

DIED - YET - SO - WHEN - YES

HE - DIED - SINCE - THEY WERE

GOING - BACK - AND - FORTH IN

TIME - ANYWAY - THEY - WENT

LATER - 2 - FIND - HOW - 2 - YES

RESCUE - HIM - LIKE - DELAYED

MONDAY - AND - SENT - HIM ON

THURSDAY - INSTEAD EXAMPLE

'UNTIL - THEN'

LIKE - INTERNATIONAL - YES

AIRPORT - BOTH - NECKTIES

IN - FULL - UNIFORM - LIKE

MALE - FEMALE - FLIGHT

ATTENDANTS & MARRIED 2

EACH - OTHER

ANN - GREETS - ITZY - GETS

THEIR - NEW - REALM - YES

PASSPORTS - WHICH - MAGIC

THEY - GOT - BECAUSE THEIR

CLOTHES - CHANGED - ALSO

ANN - SAYS - 'WELCOME'

STATES - LOCATION AND

GET - YOUR - 'NEW - REALM'

PASSPORTS - READY TURNS

2 - HUBBY - JAN - SCAN YES

THEIR PASSPORTS - FASTER

MATCH - WITH - THEIR - PUT

2ND - FINGER - ABOVE - NO

NEED - 2 - LOOK - INSIDE

PASSPORT - INCLUDES THEIR

COMPLEMENTARY - HOTEL

SUITES - STAY - FOOD - AND

DRINK - INCLUDED - PLUS

SPENDING - MONEY - WHERE

2 - GO - ADDITIONAL PLACES

2 - EAT - AND - MENUS - THEY

GIVEN - 3 SMARTPHONES SO

IF - THEY - LOOSE - FULLY

WORKABLE - FULL - DATA

INTERNET

AESPA - AFTER - PROCESSED

IN - CHARGE - OF - THE - TWO

MY - FAVORITE - NEW - PINOY

ACTOR - UNIFORMED - ALSO

TIK TOK - JUSTIN LUZARES

BRITISH - GOSSIP - HE - TRAINED

BOTH - THEIR - SUPERVISOR - AS

ITZY - AESPA - RETURNS - SAME

ANN - AND - JAN - AT COUNTER

BUT - THIS - TIME - THEIR -

EXIT - SUPERVISOR - 2 MAKE

CERTAIN - NEXT - DAY's WORK

DISCUSSED - IT's - JUSTIN YES

AGAIN - NEW - UNIFORM - BUT

THIS - TIME - AN - INDIA - TRUE

ACCENT - SAME - FACE

ANN - 'IT's - YOU - RIGHT

JUSTIN - IN - THE - START

WITH - A - BRITISH ACCENT

JUSTIN - 'OF - COURSE'

NEW - UNIFORM - NEW ACCENT

MAKES - US - LOOK - VERY

IMPRESSIVE - SOPHISTICATED

INTERNATIONALLY - FRIENDLY

ME - THE - SAME - PERSON

2 ACCENTS - SAVES - THEM

MONEY - INSTEAD - OF - HIRING

FR - INDIA - JUST - ME - FROM

PARANAQUE - POB - JUSTIN

JUSTIN - LIKE - A - VOICE

ACTOR - CAN - DO - BOTH

GENDERS - MANY - AGES

WITH - VOICE - SAVING $$$

WHY - HIRE - MANY - WHEN

JUST - A - FEW - WILL - DO

AS - ANIMATION - VOICES

GBC - FILMS - PRESENTS -

'SOUTH - PACIFIC'

(ASIAN - VERSION)

(BACK AND FORTH IN TIME)

WE'VE - CHANGED - SONGS

WHEN - ME - AS - MITZI GAYNOR

PERFORMED - 4 - AMERICAN GI

GOVERNMENT - ISSUED - MALE

SOLDIERS - SONG - OF - ANN -

MARGRET - 'STATE - FAIR' - YES

INSTEAD - GETTING - PERMITS

SO - INSTEAD - OF - JOHN KERR

MARINE - DEAD - EU WOO CHA

WE'RE - BRINGING - HIM BACK

2 - LIFE - SO - 2 - SCENES

SE-KYUNG SHIN - RECEIVING

NEWS - HER - MARINE - DIED

IU - SE EUN KIM - COUSINS

TOLD - EVERYBODY

SO - 2 GIRLS - WENT - BACK IN

TIME - 'JAN - AND - ANN' - SAME

TERMINAL - THEN - ITZY - AND

AESPA - WENT - BACK IN TIME

FRENCH - REVOLUTION - ALSO

SINCE - PASSIONATE - ABOUT

FASHIONS - BOTH - GROUPS

INTO - DESIGN - SEWING YES

MACHINE - SO - NOW - BOTH

GROUPS - WENT - BACK - IN

TIME - 2 - BRING - HIM BACK

IN - LIFE - LIKE - UNDERCOVER

JOHN KERR - RECEIVED ORDER

2 - LEAVE - THURSDAY INSTEAD

OF - MONDAY - THUS - HE WAS

NOT - BOMBED - THAT - DAY - 2

SO - EU WOO CHA - CAME BACK

SAME - TIME - AS - MY - TRULY

NEW - MOON DOGGY - THE YES

MALE - LEAD - 'LITTLE MERMAID'

MR KING - BOTH - ARRIVED BACK

ME - MITZI GAYNOR - AS -

CAILEY BAILEY

SE-KYUNG SHIN - THERE - 2 -

GREET - HER - MARINE - YES -

ASTRO - EU WOO CH - THUS -

AND - THEY - LIVED HAPPILY -

EVERY - AFTER - LEAVING THE

MAIN - LIBRARY - AFTER 4:30P

RESTROOM - LADIES

CLEANING - TIMES

11A - 11:30A

2:!5P - 2:45P

4 - 4:30P EST

THUS - I'M - PUTTING - MY

THINGS - IN - BAGS - LOVING

MY - 500 LB - CARRIER - THE

6 WHEELS - MAGICAL - BETTER

THAN - ANY - LUGGAGE - EVER

INCLUDING - SAMANTHA BROWN

LUGGAGE - I - BEEN - TURNING IT

AROUND - GORGEOUS - WHITE

MALE - CUTIE - 6TH - FLOOR HE

CAME - OUT - OF - ELEVATOR AT

1:!5A - HE - HAS - 24 HRS ACCESS

ANOTHER - NIGHT - HEARD - YES

AT - 1:30A - OR - 1A - MOST LIKELY

ITS - HIM - CAN - U - IMAGINE - IF

WE - BECOME - FRIENDS - MY -

NEW - FACE - AND - BODY FOR -

WE - NEED - CHEERLEADERS IN -

OUR - LIVES - MAYBE - HE LIVES -

IN - SOMA - AT - BRICKELL - AS -

HE - CLIMBS - BRIDGE - WITH -

HIS - ELECTRIC - SCOOTER 2 -

SO - IN - TERMS OF ROMANCE -

WE - WERE - BOTH - STUCK IN -

6TH - FLOOR - DAY - I - HAD 2ND -

APPOINTMENT - AT - LA FITNESS - HE - HELPED - AS - WE - WENT 2

ANOTHER - ELEVATOR - HE ALSO

TRIED - STARS - SO - I - WENT FOR

IT - BUT - TOLD - ME - WHERE ME

NEEDED - 2 B - HE - WENT - YES

AT - ONCE - 2 - NEXT ELEVATOR

WE - TALKED - LONG - IT - WAS

GREAT - MAYBE - HE - HAS - A

BLOND - GIRLFRIEND - BUT - A

FRIEND - DON'T - MIND - HIM

HE's - WHITE - AND - CUTE XO

WELL - SOMEONE - 2 - EAT

BEN's - PIZZA - WITH - YES

WHO - KNOWS - FUTURE 2

[marvelmaniac715]

This is a collection of random facts from my Chucky transfers his soul into a human at the end of Seed au that I couldn’t work into a fanfiction.

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Ever since the twins were babies, Chucky’s given them both then nicknames ‘little doll’ and ‘baby doll’, it drives both twins crazy because they can’t figure out why he calls them that, and he refuses to tell them (Glenda figures it out when they eventually work out that their dad was the Lakeshore Strangler, and I wrote a fic about that)

One summer Chucky took the twins on vacation to England because they begged to go there, he intended to take them for two months to tour the whole of the UK - he lasted four days in London before he needed to return to the United States for the sake of his mental health

Kai Barclay-Kincaid is essentially Chucky and Tiffany’s third child. Once Chucky got over the fact that Andy Barclay and Jade Kincaid are their parents he realised that Kai is a great kid who makes the twins really happy, and he gives them art lessons every once in a while

Since there were two adults in the house Tiffany decided to take a stab (pun very much intended) at acting, meaning that Chucky (who could work from home out of his home studio because he’s an artist) was the main person raising the twins and as a result he has a much closer bond with them

Glen’s a musical theatre geek and so far they’ve got their dad hooked on Phantom of The Opera, Into The Woods and Sweeney Todd. Their next goal is to make Chucky watch Twisted or The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals (because they know that the Hatchetfield series would really appeal to Chucky)

Kai and the twins managed to convince Chucky to try and bury the hatchet (again, pun intended) with Jade and Andy, it worked with Jade (she and Chucky now have brunch every other Thursday to discuss their careers and their kids) but Chucky ‘playfully’ (as in, would murder if his children weren’t present) fights Andy, and this can range from arm wrestling to thumb wars (one time he got Andy in a headlock and Andy had to bite his way free)

As a kid, Glen would have nightmares that were triggered by either the English seaside or puppets (because, y’know, trauma…) and they’d wake up screaming in a British accent (Glenda had less doll memories so they were never that badly affected, but they shared Glen’s desire to visit England)

When Glenda’s feeling sad, they eat ice cream and watch (more like mock, but they still enjoy it) old Disney Channel Original Movies with their dad (Chucky can do an impression of Troy Bolton, it isn’t that bad…)

Chucky’s father was German and his mother was Gaelic, and on top of that he went to a Catholic Boy’s Home (just my head-canon) that taught him Latin and he’s actually pretty smart so he taught himself French and Spanish for fun when he was living on the street after escaping the Home, and he sometimes teaches the twins useful phrases in the various languages he knows

Chucky gives the twins what he calls ‘Street Smarts’ lessons where he shows them how to use various weapons, how to fight, how to disarm an opponent and how to get out of situations like drugged drinks at parties, it was during one of these lessons that he realised that (in his prime) he himself was one of the guys he warned his kids against socialising with, and he felt extremely guilty and embarrassed 

When the twins were young, Tiffany wanted to get them into acting so she could be more famous, and in response Chucky sat her down and made her watch an episode of Toddlers & Tiaras and a recording of Gypsy the Musical that he’d found on Netflix. Tiffany immediately apologised for even suggesting the idea

You know how some parents just really hate a celebrity for no apparent reason? Well for Chucky it’s Hugh Grant, he has no idea why but he really wants to punch him in the face, and he gets unjustifiably angry whenever the actor pops up in a movie he’s watching 

The Ray-Tilly family goes all out for Halloween, Chucky and Tiffany see it as an outlet of sorts to make up for the fact that they’re unable to murder people, because they can still scare the living daylights out of people

Building on that, the entire family went in Addams Family inspired costumes for Halloween two years in a row (yes, Chucky and Tiffany were Gomez and Morticia, and yes, Glenda loved being Wednesday and they refused to take their costume off for a week)

Glenda’s in a rock band called The Vipers, Kai’s in it too but Glen prefers musicals to rock music but they very enthusiastically cheer on their sibling alongside their mother and father (Glenda pretends to be embarrassed but they secretly love their fan club)

Glen knows that they’ve got their dad hooked on a new musical when they hear him belting out one of the songs from the show in the shower very loudly (Chucky kills it at Music of The Night from Phantom)

[engbergsinfinland]

Thursday and Some Cold Weather!

Well, I honestly put in the ol' college try to get this written and posted yesterday, but, wouldn't you know it, I only got as far as the title. And then today, since it was no longer Wednesday, I had to change the title.

This week was a busy one and I can't believe it is Thursday! Today, I had my research lecture to the Plural research group in my unit and other colleagues and graduate students who wanted to come. The room (a relatively small room) was full and the talk went well! The questions I received afterwards were really insightful. I spent all morning today getting the presentation ready; the presentation was at 4 p.m., followed by a unit party/housewarming for the new premises for our unit (department). The unit moved from the fourth floor to the second floor of a building called Pinni B and that whole floor was remodeled. Anyway, the faculty party was so nice! It was a potluck and I brought basically a crudite platter with hummus and guacamole I made. There were lots of sweets and there was wine and beer and some hard liquor (a weird mint liquor was on offer), but I couldn't drink because I had to leave the party after only one hour because I had ballet tonight. I was leaving right as my colleague Maija, who is my host, was gettin up to sing! I cannot imagine colleagues singing in my department at UNM. Although, I was once at a conference, the Society of American Indians (SAI) 100th anniversary celebration, where there was a sing-along with a lot of guitar-playing academics, some of the most esteemed scholars in Indigenous Studies, and that was a truly wonderful and memorable experience.

This morning was Rowan's orienteering competition! He and his partner Sara won! Eric went to the competition and he got to meet Mari, Sara's mom, in person -- I had only talked to her on the phone. Eric said she was super confident that Sara and Rowan would win against the 22 other pairs. Even before they started, she said confidently that they'd won. Eric was like, wow, she sure seems certain about this! I guess Sara, at the club orienteering level, is second-ranked in her age group in the nation, so Mari was sure that she and Rowan would dominate. Indeed they did, beating the next-closest team by three minutes. On Wednesday, Sara and Rowan will (from what I understand) get to bring their medals to school and bring candy to share with classmates so all can celebrate their winning.

So, here is a very interesting thing about Mari, Sara's mom. I was talking to her on the phone about the orienteering competition (where it was, what Rowan had to do, etc). She asked, "Where in the US are you from?" I told her, and she said, "New Mexico! Albuquerque! I went to UNM for a year and was on the ski team!" That was so cool. I always knew UNM's ski team had a lot of Nordic people on it and my first year at UNM was its last year having a ski team. People were so sad the ski team was dissolved. Anyway, I learn that she was at UNM from 1991-1992 and then transferred to University of Alaska, Fairbanks. She received her undergraduate degree from there.

All of us were sick last weekend and then, on Monday, I still felt so bad! I basically did not want to go to Finnish class, but I dragged myself there. Finnish class is so hard -- intense and immersive. But, the hour and a half goes pretty quickly because my brain is working so hard. Many of the people in the class are actually kind of unfriendly and aloof -- or maybe they're just businesslike (namely, a woman from South Africa and another woman from Mexico; they kind of mad-dog us when we sit down with them), but we've honed in on some who are very friendly, specifically, a woman from France and a woman from New Zealand. They have been nice to get to know and I got the French woman's WhatsApp information because she is always going to interesting museums and doing other fun things in town. But, back to the being sick story, I am still not back to my usual energy level. It is annoying.

I wanted to be sure to mention an amazing purchase Eric and I made on Monday. We went to the K-Market and there was a mark-down area, which had some dairy products near their expiration dates (always a gamble!), and we couldn't quite figure out what many of those were, but, then, there were these huge bags of bread for 5 euros each. The bags weighed about ten pounds each. We originally walked away from this temptation, but, right before we were all done paying, Eric said, "you know, we should get one of those bags of bread." What a hilarious bounty we now have! Rye bread for as far as the eye can see! Or at least as far as we can see into our freezer!

Another interesting event of this week was that I went with Cece on Wednesday to her figure skating training and it was just "jumppa" (off-ice training) and this rink, Hakametsä, has three rinks and we knew which one the jumppa was supposed to be in, but we could not find her group! We walked around for ten minutes, upstairs, downstairs, in a building adjoining the one we were supposed to be in, and then finally, we came across her coach, walking a group-mate to get a bandaid. The whole figure-skating schedule and sometimes the locations remain a real source of confusion for us. But the kids are doing so well.

And finally -- guess who had a great day today? Alex! He got to go to the dog park here tonight, when Cece was at gymnastics. There is one right by her gymnastics facility so Eric took him for a good hour+ of running around. And Eric came across some very chatty Finns, who talked his ear off for the whole time (first one man, and then a woman). I think Alex really misses home, poor thing. Day in, day out, he seems to be sleepier, in my view, than I would imagine a 1.5-year-old dog should be, so, these trip to the dog park really give him the lifestyle he likes. Now that we're home, he is back to sleep -- on my pillow, actually.

More soon!

[umichenginabroad]

Let the games begin: The Last Hurrah :(

Week 10

It’s our last full week here! Time really flew by and I can’t believe that I’ll be back in Michigan soon. To make the most of it, we stayed booked and busy to cross things off our San Sebastián bucket list. For the remaining days of our research, we also had a lot to finish up for final presentations. No more afternoon naps, we had to make this final rally count!

My week technically started on Tuesday due to the unfortunate bus situation from over the weekend (read last week’s post for that experience). I went to the beach to soak up some rays and then Jayashree and I went to this restaurant called The Yellow Deli. Maybe this is a hot take but I would say that this became one of my favorite spots to eat in all of San Sebastián, even though it doesn’t specialize in pintxos. It was mainly the vibe of the place that we enjoyed the most since it was like a funky woodland medieval tavern. The cheesecake and hot cider were a perfect combo of pure delish. Mateo always raves about the cheesecakes he eats everywhere he goes but I think he’s really missing out on this one.

On Wednesday we went to La Mamma, our favorite pasta place, since Izzy hadn’t been yet. This time, Deidra decided to try a new dish and I’ve honestly never seen someone experience that much anguish over food before. At first, she said it had a little bit of a kick to it but that didn’t seem to phase her yet. As time went on, poor Deidra started to crumble and it was obvious that the spice was winning. Sweat, tears, and hopefully not blood went into Deidra persevering like a champ through her pasta. Very proud of her for that effort, and I would show a pic of the aftermath but she’d probably kill me if I did so here’s us before Deidra’s five stages of grief:

Bataplán Thursday! At long last we got Izzy and Diego to go to the club with us for one last night out. The funny thing is that Diego kept trying to convince himself to not go but this guy ended up being the life of the party. The club life in Spain starts late and goes on into the wee hours of the morning which is definitely not for the weak. Even though we had work Friday, it was worth it to have fun with the group and do round two of arm wrestling yet again in Bataplán. Later on in the day, we got ready for one last trip which is special because of the…

Olympics!

Friday afternoon we boarded the bus to Bordeaux, about four-ish hours away to go see an Olympic soccer match. I’ve never watched an actual match in person before, so I was really excited to see all the hype and wear my San Fermín fit again in support for the one and only ESPAÑA! We did a lot of exploring the city before the game and found that it was super cute with highlights being castle gateways, a ferris wheel, mini arc de triomphe (nearly every european city has one for some reason??), and a reflection pool. To fuel for the game, we had an energizing lunch courtesy of the huge carrefour market in the city center. You can get a rotisserie chicken, roasted potatoes, and a dessert for like €5?? We then made our way to the stadium on the crazy packed and sweaty tram, then finally made it in and got our dream picture with the mascot of the olympic games: Phryge the French Hat. 

Our seats were in a good spot pretty much right in front of the goal. Earlier in the day, I had bought a spanish flag to wear like a cape and to wave around during the game. As honorary spaniards, all of us had to represent and we. didn’t. disappoint. After every goal we were putting in the WORK to do the chants like our lives depended on it. Spain won 3-1 against the Dominican Republic and I like to think that we were a tiny part of causing that win to happen. I feel like before this game I didn’t really understand what made people so crazy about soccer, but being in the stands in person changed that perspective for me and I had a fun time! At the end of the day after having the sun blast down on us in the stands, we were collapsing. Refueled at a Canadian restaurant where I tried poutine for the first time and it was pretty tasty. Then, ended up back at the reflection pool where Izzy and I went on a rampage of splashing each other to the point where our pants were beyond soaked and I had to wear my flag around me like a skirt. ‘Twas a good end to a good day!

Next week will be my final reflection post, so come back for my last blog ever, tears already! :(

Olé, olé, olé!

Emily Dobao

Biomedical Engineering

IPE San Sebastian, Spain

August 2nd, 2024