#i know i know purple doesn't need an -s because socks already has one so it doesn't add any information :(
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hedgehog-moss · 1 year ago
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One mistake I made a lot when I started learning English was writing both the auxiliary and the main verb in past tense—as in, "Did the rain stopped?" My English teacher had to really drill this grammar point into my head, she was like "the point of 'did' here is to indicate past tense, there's no need for another time marker." Me, genuinely baffled: "Why not?" Teacher: "Think of the 'ed' in 'stopped' as having migrated to the beginning of the sentence and become 'did'. So it's no longer in 'stopped'." Well I was sad to see it go. I pointed out that in French you'd say "The rain (itself) has it stopped?" and 'the rain' feels welcome to stay even though the whole point of the pronoun 'it' should be to replace it in a quicker way. But it would be sad if the noun & its pronoun never got to hang out together so we keep both <3
My teacher had a British look on her face that made my middle-school self wonder if maybe she thought my language wasn't optimally designed, and then she said that in English it would feel clunky to give the same piece of grammatical information twice, and "if you use 'did' then the -ed in 'stopped' doesn't add anything." That just sounded offensive, I mean since when do letters need to add something to a sentence? isn't it enough that they adorn the end of words & frolic with the others in friendship. If it bothers you so much just don't pronounce them. Idk, "did the rain stopped" felt so right to me. In the end my teacher said that "The rain has it stopped?" with the redundant pronoun is the more formal French phrasing anyway, and I was like yeah true we'd rather say "is it that it (itself) has stopped to rain?" and I felt like this really proved my point and I think she felt the same way
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hasbbdoneanythingwrong · 3 years ago
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For hot characters ask! Melt and Lip!
Also, even if the answer is obvious I wanna see you gush about BB, too!
Okay, I am gonna do all the Sakura 5.
Melt: (already answered before)
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY
Love her. Such a badass. On more than one occasion she has said "screw BB I am just gonna do what I want." Plus I am a fan of dolls too. After the seraph event I ship her with Ritsuka.
Lip (Lippy):
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY
She is so cute!!!!!!!! I am a romantic at heart and would love to cuddle with Lip. We would go on cute dates and hang out. Would 100% hold her hand and just marvel at how cook they are. (Was kind of sad I didn't buy her nendoroid but I am waiting for BB)
Kingprotea:
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY
Foxtail makes you love her once you get to know her. She perfectly balances horrific strong but so gentle and cute. She is one of the Sakura 5 that actually puts into practice what Hakuno told them before they dissappear. I would love to see a grown up protea because if that curse is lifted then it is possible!
Violet:
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY
Take Medusa and add Sakura. You get violet. She is so sweet and loving. Comes off as a little cold but that's totally okay with me. Her glasses are so cute too. Mature women are so pretty.
Kazuradrop:
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY
Would not date but I adore her. Her power and concept is so cool. She is also responsible for making my waifu an even hotter outfit. Looks like a child and that is not cool.
BB: (already answered before but it's BB.)
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY | OWNS MY SOUL | PLEASE LOVE ME | AAAAAAAAAA
Once again, #1 waifu. No one is above her in that list. It's just an unspeakable love that came about. I could list everything about her and it still wouldn't come to how much I adore her. She is so pretty. Her personality is so bright and cheerful. BB is so strong. I love robots and digital stuff. Have 100% thought of an AI s/o before (yknow those movies when an AI falls in love, yeah that.) She would get all my jokes. Literally I have a screen shot saved from the seraph event
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I make that joke all of the time! I get very attached to things I love. If I didn't try to hug or kiss her when I see BB, then you know it's an imposter (have I kissed my phone screen, so I can kiss her? Yes.) I am currently waiting for any BB merch announcement because if it does then I am throwing money at it (I know there are a few figures but they are so expensive ;-;).
Also she is a villain so she is 10% hotter by default. It's the "I can make them better/I can fix them" meme but it's not me fixing her, it's just both of us being crazy together, so nobody notices. I am a homebody so she doesn't even need to kidnap me because If I leave my house I would ask her to come along with me. We can love and hate humans together.
Just...... waifu. Please. Love me.
(Did I mention that she is all of the things I love? An AI, a monster/eldritch being, purple hair, tall socks, good style.)
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hanawrites404 · 4 years ago
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You Can't Hurry Love
Show : Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Jojo No Kimou Na Bouken
Pairing : Hints of Jotaro Kujo/Noriaki Kakyoin, Joseph Joestar/Caesar Antonio Zeppeli and Jonita Joestar Brando/Dio Brando
Warnings : Mild Homophobia and swearing
Characters : Jonita Joestar Brando (OC), Holly Kujo, Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki Kakyoin, Joseph Joestar, Mrs. Kakyoin (Noriaki's Mother)
Timeline : Pre-Stardust Crusaders
This story is based on this song :
And this story is also based on the author's dream when she was sleeping in the afternoon after studying physics.
Also, here is a link if you don't know who Jonita is
Third Person POV
It was morning in Japan, winter was about to end and trees were slowly recovering after shedding their withered leaves by growing lush green ones in their place. Innocent birds awakened by the first rays of the sun started chirping their favourite song, the fellow humans waking up to their melodious vocals. Well, except for one.
"Jonita-san~!! Wake up, it's eight already!!" the lady of the Kujo's residence yelled from the kitchen. The lady had her favourite apron on and was making breakfast, her golden hair tied in a loose bun and her hands working skillfully as she prepared the morning delicacies.
The one who was known as Jonita, though sleeping in the room two doors away from the kitchen, heard the lady clearly, but all she replied to it was a groan and a snort, and she let her head down abruptly onto the pillow and fell asleep once again.
"Jonita san~~!!" The blonde lady called her once more, but still the sleepy-head gave no response. The lady then sighed and shook her head. Though it had been 3 days Jonita came to stay in Japan, she still wasn't used to her sleeping schedule.
The lady had already given up on waking the stubborn girl up, until a young boy ran with his sock-clad, little feet into the girl's room. He giggled, and sat beside her head, and started to ruffle the sleepy girl's violet locks with his little hands, which finally made the girl slowly open one of her eye and smile at the boy.
"Good morning Jotaro" she said sleepily. "Morning Jojo!!" the boy named Jotaro giggled once more. Jonita grinned and got up from the futon, fully awaken, and sat cross-legged. She then lifted Jotaro up and made him sit on her thigh.
"Did you sleep well, Joot??" she asked the child as she caressed his soft raven locks. "Yeah I did, and I dreamt of the ocean" Jotaro replied with a certain pride in his tone.
"Again?? You really seem to love the ocean, huh??". Jotaro grinned and nodded vigorously. Jonita giggled and ruffled his hair.
"What about you Jojo?? What did you dream of??". "I dreamt of my children. All of them were playing in the garden while me and my husband were having a picnic under a huge tree as we watched our children having a good time. I wish it comes true one day" Jonita ruminated.
"Hmmm......Well, thinking of dreams is making me feel hungry. I bet Mama has made something good today". "Boy, she always does. Holly's cooking is worth dying for".
Jotaro then got off Jonita's thigh and quickly ran towards the kitchen to get the bulletins of today's breakfast menu. Jonita then stood up and folded her futon, remembering how Holly taught her to do so. She then stretched herself and started to get ready for today.
After she had changed from her pyjamas to purple track pants and red full-sleeve cropped hoodie and combed her hair nicely to let it down, she then made her way to the dining room.
"So you are finally awake, Jonita-san" Holly commented. "Yeah, sorry. I had a really good dream and I didn't want to wake up" the purplenette rubbed her neck.
"Was it about your husband again??" Holly asked. "Yeah. I just miss him so much. It has been years since I have seen him" she said as she sat down to have her food.
"Hmmm....I wonder when I will fall in love madly with someone as you have" Jotaro told her as he settled his head on his palms.
Jonita choked on her own saliva as soon as she heard Jotaro say that. She then clears her throat and replies.
"D-Don't you think you are too young to fall in love with someone, Joot??". "B-But I'm 7 years old!! Is that not enough??" Jotaro asked.
"I-I guess but, for falling in love with someone, you will need time. Love is when two people like each other so much that are ready to sacrifice themselves just for the well-being of their lover. In order to love a person, you need someone to whom you feel a certain attraction".
"Certain att-rec-sion??" Jotaro tried to pronounce the word. "Yeah". "But where will I find such a person??". "You will have to wait, Jotaro. You cannot hurry love, always remember that".
"Alright everyone, eat quickly before it gets cold" Holly clapped her hands. Jotaro and Jonita said their prayers in Japanese (Jonita had to learn it otherwise Holly never left her alone) and then started to eat their breakfast.
"Jonita-san, you do remember that you have to take Jotaro out today, right??" Holly asked. Jonita stopped chewing her omelette and looked at the blonde lady hovering over her. She then grinned stupidly at her, the omelette still inside her mouth.
Holly sighed and crossed her hands.
"You forgot, didn't you??".
Jonita swallowed the food she had in her mouth and said "Forgot?? No No, I was just......caught off-guard, that's all" she argued, but Holly didn't take that.
"Listen Jonita-san, Jotaro is at a growing age, and if he doesn't get any exercise, I'm afraid he might become very weak when he grows up, and you are the best person who can get him into some good physical activities" Holly said worriedly.
"Don't worry Holly, Jotaro is of the Joestar bloodline. There is no way he would ever grow up as weak. Even if he doesn't workout, he would still grow up to be as buff as a bull" Jonita caressed Jotaro's raven hair as she smiled at Holly.
Holly sighed once more and looked at Jonita with pleading eyes and a frown. This made Jonita drop her stupid grin, and soon she admitted defeatedly while letting out a big puff of air from her mouth.
"Fine. Exercise, right?? I will make him do it".
By hearing that, Holly got to her usual cheery self as clapped her hands once more. "Okey-Dokey!!" and then she twirled into the kitchen while humming a tune.
Jonita giggled as she ate the last piece of her breakfast. Jotaro too had finished his food and Jonita collected both of their dishes to keep it in the sink.
"Listen Joot, I'm giving you 10 minutes. Get into your best attire as we are going out to practice" Jonita spoke as if she was taking Jotaro out for a war.
"Yes ma'am!!" the boy saluted the purplenette and ran to his room. Jonita smiled to herself. She was sure that Jotaro would grow up to be a very cheerful and bubbly person, just like his mother.
A few minutes later, Jotaro arrived with a white full-sleeve shirt and black short suspenders on. However, Jonita bursted into a fit of laughs as soon as she saw the young boy.
The reason was because Jotaro had worn the shirt inside-out and over the suspenders. Also, his black hair was in a tangled mess as compared to before.
Jonita then kneeled in front of him and started to correct his attire, starting from removing his shirt.
"You should have called me to dress you Joot" Jonita told him. "But I wanted to show you that I'm not a little boy anymore and that I can dress myself" Jotaro pouted.
Jonita chuckled as she finished correcting his outfit. "You are 7 Jotaro, Not 17".
She then ran her palm against Jotaro's head to smoothen his short hair. However, there were some curly ends which were impossible to straighten so she let them be.
"There you go. All set" she then stood up. "Ready to go, big boy??". "You bet I am". She then grinned and then both of them got into their shoes.
"We will return soon Holly!!" she shouted. Holly came to the door with high speed and hugged Jonita hard which made her tumble a little. "S-Stop...I can't breathe" Jonita giggled. Holly then lets her go as she smiled at her.
Holly then gave Jotaro his goodbye kiss. "Mom, I'm too big for goodbye kisses now" Jotaro pouted. "But you will always stay small for Mama, Jotaro" Holly replied. Jotaro blushed and looked at the ground.
Jonita then chuckled and exited the house, Jotaro following her. Both of them waved to Holly and she waved them back. "Come back soon!!" she said, and then she went inside, picking up another tune.
*30 minute time skip, brought to you by Everything is a Cake*
"OK, that's it for today" Jonita informed. Jotaro fell on the ground with a thud as he finally dropped his plank position and let out a puff of air from relief.
"You did a great job Joot. Don't you feel good??" Jonita asked the tired boy with satisfaction in her tune.
"No" the boy replied breathlessly.
"No?? What do you mean 'no'??" her smile dropped. "I'm really tired Jojo" The boy told her.
"Already?? Your grandfather was more active than you when he was 7 years old!!" she stated.
"And second of all, all you have done today is 15 situps, 30 pushups and 2 minute plank hold. Joseph on the other hand used to do twice as much as you have!!".
"Why do you always compare me with Grandpa??" Jotaro gained some strength to sit cross-legged and rubbed off the mud on his cheek.
"Because I want to make you stronger than him, Joot". Jonita then lifted Jotaro up on his feet. She then dusted him off and cupped his cheeks.
"Jotaro, you are the successor of the Joestar bloodline, so you need to be strong. Your mother has the right to be worried about your health as many obstacles will come in your way and you have to be strong to battle them all. Understand??"
"Hmm" Jotaro nodded. Jonita then smiled and kissed Jotaro's forehead. She then stood up and asked the young boy.
"Since I'm happy with your progress, how about we go and get some ice-cream??". Jotaro's mood turned brighter and nodded vigorously with a big grin. Jonita chuckled and then lifted him up, keeping his head on her shoulder while supporting his bottom with her hand.
"To the ice-cream shop then!!!". "Hai!!!!" and then they both sprinted towards the nearest shop.
*Two minute time skip, brought to you by Wide Putin*
"Are you really saying the truth Jojo??". "Yeah. Your grandfather once dressed as a woman in order to sneak in the military base". "Did it work??". "Ehh, almost. But it looked pretty obvious that it was a man dressed up as a woman. I mean, in those days, women with big muscles were not a thing, not to mention the guards were a bunch of perv--AAAH!!!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry Dear. My child didn't mean to hurt you deliberately". A woman with cherry red hair was holding the hand of a boy with the same hair colour. It looked like the boy was the lady's son. The only difference was that the boy had an exceptionally long, wavy bang which was almost as long as his face.
The redhead had kicked Jonita's leg so hard that she almost dropped Jotaro, but instead of being angry at the kid, she was actually impressed that the boy being so young was able to make a grown-up adult stumble.
Setting her thoughts aside, she gave a weak smile to the lady and said "It's alright". The lady too smiled at her and then she continued to walk with her son to the opposite direction.
"Are you OK Jojo??" Jotaro asked the girl. "Yeah I'm fine" she replied. She let Jotaro down and started to rub the area where the boy had kicked her.
"Say, are you OK Joot?? You didn't get hurt, did you??". "N-No, I'm fine" Jotaro looked the ground.
Jonita raised her eyebrow at him. Something was wrong with Jotaro. He didn't usually behave like this........unless he was very flustered.
"Jotaro". "Y-Yes??". "Are you blushing??". "What?? N-No I'm not" Jotaro tried to cover his cheeks with his hands. "So you ARE blushing" Jonita stated. She then scooted closer to Jotaro and asked.
"Tell me, is it because of that boy??". Jotaro's eyes widen as he tried to hide his face from the purplenette.
Jonita then made a smug face and asked "Love at first sight huh??". "S-Stop teasing me Jojo" Jotaro whined. "I'm not teasing you. I'm just saying the facts".
Jotaro them blushed more than before. Jonita tried to hold her laughs but she couldn't, and she began to giggle at Jotaro's cute behaviour.
"Anyways, Joot". "Hmm??". "Wanna know if he likes you back without asking him??".
Jotaro was now full red. He looked at Jonita and asked "I-Is it really possible to know that??". Jonita nodded with a smile. "It's a very old trick but it's very accurate". "S-S-Sure. Let's try it then".
Jonita smirked and then made Jotaro face the direction where the redheads were going. "OK so, you can see the boy walking, right??". "Yeah".
"The thing is now that Joot, if he has fallen for you, he would turn around and look at you" Jonita spoke. "And that's it??" Jotaro looked at her. "Yeah" she replied. "OK" Jotaro shrugged.
"Oh you just believe in me Jotaro, he will definitely turn back at look at you with those innocent eyes". "S-Stop it Jojo". "Sorry".
The redheads didn't show any sign of stopping as the kid walked slowly along his mother.
Turn around.......
Jotaro and Jonita watched each and every step they took, looking for at least a slight clue.
Turn around......................
They had almost reached to the end of the road and still there was no sign. The Joestar and the Kujo still stared at them. They were 100% sure that the boy was going to turn back. And guess what happened...........
Turn around, Dammit!!.............
The little boy finally shifted his body back to look at the two who were staring lasers at him with his big, amethyst eyes, showing curiosity and..........longing. A light blush was visible on his fair cheeks as he gazed at the young ravenhead.
Jonita gasped and fell backwards to the ground, not caring about getting hurt. She then screamed on top of her lungs.
"MY BABY IS IN LOOOOOOOOOOOVE!!!!!!!"
The redhead laughed at the silly lady's reaction and tried to cover his laugh with his mouth. The mother however was taken aback by the immature girl's behaviour as she turned around and cringed.
"What a weird mother. No wonder why she looks so young. She must be a teenager mom" she said to herself.
Jotaro had lost himself in the redhead's violet eyes as he locked his own green ones with the other boy, but soon snapped himself out of it and waved at the redhead with a grin. The young boy's blush grew more as he returned the wave with a small cute smile.
"Come on Noriaki, look forward otherwise you might trip yourself". The boy whose name was Noriaki turned his attention to his mother and followed what she said. After that, they completely vanished from Jojo's eyesight range.
"Y-You were right Jojo. How did you know that it will work??" Jotaro asked with amazement. "I have lived for more than 500 years Jotaro. How can I not know about love??".
Jotaro chuckled and then pushed Jonita up again. She then dusted herself and then spoke. "Let's tell your love story to Holly first after we get some ice-cream". Jotaro nodded and followed Jonita to where they were going next.
*Five minutes time skip, brought to you by Baby Yoda*
"HOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLYYYYYY!!!!!!" Jonita sprinted into the Kujo's residence in search of the blonde lady.
"Jonita-san, is everything OK??" Holly came out of a random room and asked her. As soon the purplenette spotted blonde hair, she lunged at Holly and gave her a death hug while lifting her up.
"J-Jonita-san, what happened??". "Jotaro........he is in love!!!". "What, really???" Holly's eyes brightened up. Jonita nodded, confirming her statement.
Just like Jonita, Holly gasped from happiness and hugged Jonita with a high-pitched squeal, and then they both jumped round and round squealing like high-school girls.
"So who is the lucky girl??" Holly asks. "Well, it's a boy, actually" Jonita replied. Holly's smile dropped a little. "A boy??" she asked. "Yes" she replied. "I-I see" Holly tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear.
"Mama mama, I'm in love!!" Next was Jotaro who ran to his mother and hugged her. Holly hesitantly wrapped her arms around Jotaro as he started babbling about how good-looking his love interest was.
"And he had those pretty purple eyes. They were like the colours of pansies. And his hair was so red. Even the reddest of apples were nothing in front of him. His smile was the best thing of all".
"That's really......nice, Jotaro". By hearing her reply, Jotaro looked at his mother with a little disbelief. She sounded disappointed, he thought.
"I-It's really good to fall in love but, with a boy?? It doesn't seem normal to me". Jotaro let go of her mother as he backed away from her. Was his ears deceiving him?? Did his mother just called him.........adnormal??
"Jotaro I.....I got to talk to Papa. You stay here with Jonita-san. If you are feeling hungry then there is food in the kitchen. I'll be right back" she then went away to the opposite direction without saying anything else.
Jonita just stood where she was in shock. She didn't expect Holly to react like this. She was literally standing there, praying that all she just witnessed was a bad dream and nothing else.
PART 2 :
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hermannsthumb · 5 years ago
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ok trying this again lol hopefully tumblr doesn't eat my message but i saw where you reblogged that halloween prompts last night and wanted to request "strangers who hooked up at a party while in costume but tbh i might be in love with you so i’m gonna walk this earth looking for the right woodland nymph" for newmann. the thought of hermann dressed as a woodland nymph is CUTE!! thank you, maria
from list of halloween prompts here
HEHE this one took me a while bc i’ve been slammed with a cold the past few days thats made me want to do nothing but like. lie in bed. HERE YOU GO ENJOY
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“Sexy fairy, huh?” Newt says.
The dude leaning against the wall lowers his drink and frowns. “Pardon?”
“Shit,” Newt says. “Hang on. Sorry.” He pulls out his plastic fangs and works his jaw a few times, then settles right back into his most charming smile. “I said sexy fairy, huh?”
“Oh,” the dude says. He looks down at himself–the illfitting white tunic, the tacky fake vines glued to it, his sandals (socks with sandals, actually, wow)–and gives a self-conscious tug at the equally tacky flower crown atop his head. He’s a real hottie. Big brown eyes, dark eyelashes, cheekbones–definitely Newt’s type. He’s surprised that no one else dove in to chat him up first. “I think it’s meant to be a nymph, actually. I bought it at the costume shop on the way here.”
He’s all posh and English. Newt wasn’t expecting that, but he thinks he can dig it. He leers. “So the sexy is all you, then?”
The nymph’s frown only deepens. “What do you mean?”
“I mean–” Newt sighs. “I was calling you sexy.”
“Oh,” the nymph says again. “Er. Thank you.”
They slip into uncomfortable silence. (Way to go, Newt. Struck out already.) “Are you here alone?” Newt tries again.
It’s the wrong thing to ask: the nymph makes a face and takes a long sip of his drink. (Purple, with weird foam on top, probably whatever’s sitting in the punchbowl marked Witch’s Brew.) “Yes,” he says. “I came with my date, but he–ah–”
His eyes drift to a guy in a semi-matching costume on the dance floor, who’s currently bumping up against some hunk dressed as a sexy pirate.“Ditched you?” Newt says.
The nymph makes a non-committed sound. His hand tightens around the head of his cane (which he’s also wound fake vines around–Newt appreciates the creativity). “I didn’t want to dance,” he says, and then it’s his turn to sigh. “We only met a week ago, on some moronic–dating app my sister insisted I try. I should’ve known he’d…”
That won’t do; Newt was trying to get the guy’s number, not send him spiraling into moodiness. “Hey, I’m here alone, too,” Newt says. “All alone.” He doesn’t even know the host–it’s one of Tendo’s exes, he thinks, who he may or may not have gotten sushi with one time years ago but never bothered unfriending on Facebook.
“Mm,” the nymph says. He gives Newt a long once-over. Newt wishes that he’d planned better, and worn something a little sexier than just standard vampire. (Like sexy pirate; the guy the nymph’s date latched onto instead had the right idea.) As is, he’s probably only passably sexy: his pants are tight enough, and his shirt is open enough, and he has enough glitter in his hair (because it’s fun) to light up like a fucking disco ball in the light. “I suppose you’re going to ask me for my mobile number now. Or offer to get me a drink, despite the fact that I clearly already have one.”
Newt grins goofily. “That was the plan.”
He get another long, considering stare. Then the nymph sets his drink down and clasps his free hand around Newt’s wrist. “Follow me,” he says.
“Cool,” Newt says. “Uh, are we going to the kitchen? I think it’s–”
They’re not going to the kitchen: they’re going to an empty broom closet. Newt can appreciate a forward-thinking man who knows what he wants.
“You ought to know,” the nymph gasps, tangling his fingers in Newt’s hair, “I don’t really do these sorts of things.”
“Really?” Newt says. He grins up at him, face inches from the guy’s stupid tighty-whiteys. “’Cause I do. You want me to put my fangs back in?”
“No. Ah–!”
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Newt wakes up with a hangover (predictable), his phone buzzing off the side table with his alarm (annoying), and the strangest sensation that he met the love of his life last night (unexpected). The sensation is only amplified when he picks up his phone and sees that he’s, apparently, sent no less than five texts to his dad about it (his fucking dad, of all people, Newt needs some friends), but it quickly turns to dread when he sees the mess that is his poor forearm.
(“I’ve got a spot right here,” Newt slurred. After mutually-reciprocated hijinks in the closet, he and the nymph–who had told him his name at one point, Newt was sure, he just totally forgot–proceeded to get totally smashed off whatever the fuck Witch’s Brew was and then make out in the corner until Newt finally reminded him that he still wanted his phone number. The nymph was game. He was less game when Newt showed him where to write it in bold black Magic Marker one he rucked up his sleeve: his right forearm, between his jellyfish tattoo and his Godzilla tattoo, on a small patch of empty, freckled skin.
“Cute,” the nymph said, wryly.
He said it in a way that made it clear he didn’t think Newt’s tats were actually very cute. “I like them,” Newt said.
“Can’t I just–” the nymph was struggling with the marker, “–put it right in your, ah, phone?”
“This is more fun,” Newt said.”)
The number is nothing more than a smeary mess now–probably casualty to the massive rainstorm raging outside that, if Newt’s soaked pile of clothing on the floor means anything, has been raging since he stumbled home last night. 
He can’t even remember the guy’s name.
SOS, he ends up texting Tendo after a healthy amount of coffee and Tylenol. hooked up with super hot guy at a party last night and have no fucking clue how to see him again and i think i might be in love. help
you’re almost forty, Tendo replies, which is no help and isn’t at all the sick burn Tendo probably thought it was.
Newt resorts to stalking Tendo’s ex’s Facebook page instead. For anything, really. There are only a few photos up from the party last night (so far, anyway), and most of them are focused on the dance floor and the guy’s friends. Newt clicks through obsessively anyway. The ornate Jack-O-Lanterns that’d been on the front porch, Tendo’s ex and some chick in zombie makeup, the punchbowl of foaming purple Witch’s Brew, and–finally, in the very back corner of a shot–Newt standing with his mystery man. Tacky crown and all. He exists, at least, not some extremely specific hallucination on Newt’s part, even though a reverse image search turns up with absolutely nothing but links to buy his costume. 
He has better luck with a blurry photo of his mystery guy’s (deadbeat) date laughing in the kitchen under the bright orange string lights: Tendo’s ex actually tagged him. Probably because he wasn’t totally crashing the party after seeing a post about it like Newt was. Newt’s luck pretty much stops there; not only does the guy make no mention of the nymph Newt spent the night with when Newt stalks his page, but he hasn’t updated his status in literally six months, and none of his friends (because Newt combs through his friends list, too) look remotely like Newt’s mystery man.
So. Newt sends him a friend request.
He accepts it in the amount of time it takes Newt to take to feed his fish, heat up a tiny bowl of spaghetti-o’s, and regret sending it in the first place; he almost spills the bowl over his laptop in his hurry to send a message. Hey, weird question, but who’d you bring to that party last night?
lol why?
“I’m in love with him” is definitely a little forward, so Newt makes up a fast, and hopefully at least mildly believable, lie. He has my umbrella.
Typing for a while. tbh idrk him, we met online. his name was hermann
Then: i think hes a teacher or something
who are you anyway? comes a second later.
Hermann. Newt likes it. It also rings a very, very vague bell. cool thanks! Newt sends back, and then quickly unfriends the guy. Anyone who could possibly ditch a guy as hot and funny and, overall, perfect as Hermann (as Newt remembers him, anyway) is not worth Newt’s time.
exciting update, he texts Tendo. his name is Hermann!
Newt has a lecture to teach at six, three hours from now, so in lieu of actually preparing for it, he decides to be a creepy stalker instead. Hermann’s date said he was a teacher: none of the local public schools have a Hermann (or a Herman, for that matter) on any of their staff pages, K all the way up to Twelve, nor do the private schools. He has better luck when he pokes through staff directories for nearby universities instead: this gives him two Hermans and one Hermann, but neither of their provided pictures look remotely like Newt’s Hermann. Not even when Newt squints.
He spares another miserable glance at the smeary ink on his arm before shutting his laptop. Maybe it’s just not meant to be.
He’s walking to campus from his bus stop the following week–the day before Halloween–when the most fucking unbelievable thing in the world happens.
He sees Hermann.
Just sitting outside the campus coffee shop at a little table, sipping a paper travel mug dotted with little orange pumpkins. Reading over some notes. Newt’s sure it’s Hermann: it’s Hermann’s big brown eyes, Hermann’s long eyelashes, Hermann’s sharp cheekbones, Hermann’s cane propped against the brick wall next to him. Newt’d recognize him even with the stupid nymph costume swapped for more sensible sweatervest and tweed. “Hermann!” he shouts excitedly, waving both arms. “Dude!”
Hermann looks up. He drops his coffee.
He’s completely speechless when Newt finally manages to book it across the street (dodging traffic, including the bus he came in on) and collapse, panting, into the empty seat across from him. “I can’t believe it’s you!” Newt says. “Holy shit, dude! I’ve been trying like crazy to track you down. I lost your number, so I had to message your shitty boyfriend–”
“Not my boyfriend,” Hermann says, faintly.
“Right, your shitty date,” Newt corrects. “You look so good. I almost didn’t recognize you without all the leaves. I’m so glad I found you. What are you doing here, anyway?”
Hermann blinks a few times. Registering it all. “I work–” He says, and gestures to the stairs that lead up to the main part of campus. “Er, here. Physics. I teach physics.”
That explains why Newt couldn’t find him on any faculty pages–he just assumed that Hermann couldn’t possibly be working at the same university as him and didn’t bother checking. He though he would’ve remembered seeing a face like that around. Physics, though, makes sense–it’s not like they’d be in the same building. “I do too!” Newt says. He leans in, beaming away. “Well, not physics, biology. I can’t remember if I told you my name or not. It’s Newt. Dr. Geiszler, if you wanna be serious, but I’m pretty sure we’re way beyond that at this point.”
“Ah,” Hermann says. “No, you didn’t say your name.” He blinks a few more times before finally seeming to get over his shock, and it’s replaced with mild amusement instead. A small smile. “You’re a doctor?”
“Are you that shocked?”
“You’re not very–” Hermann does a very bad job of disguising his laugh as a cough. “Professional. You know–at the, ah, party, you really should’ve just let me–”
“I know,” Newt says, and Hermann’s smile grows.
“Writing it on your arm was a terrible idea,” Hermann says. “I was horribly offended, you know, when you didn’t call the next day.”
Newt fishes his phone out of his pocket, unlocks it, and offers it out to Hermann with a grin. “Looks like I won’t be making the same mistake twice, then.”
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jdmainman123 · 3 years ago
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Dear Utah sort of confused yacht fish here why you guys had to show these f****** n****** that little trick on the satellite
They've been trying to create that incident I'll be standing in the middle of the parking lot I did find Maine when you find out why you're in Maine it's f****** identical to me tapping that f****** dead daughter City out by trying to put black people in a snowy airport? I remember the statement in the incident like it was yesterday although it was about a couple years ago but I found what main s*** out
THEY HAVE ME ON THE BUS TO THE AIRPORT TO F****** BE CROWD STRIKE BY SOME SHORT 344-IN NATURAL BORN WHITE HAIR GIRL WHO DOESN'T NEED ME BECAUSE MY GUESS IS SHE SUCKS WHITE SKIN DICK AND GETS ANAL SEX AND THAT BLACK SKIN GIRL CAN'T SHOULD BE ENOUGH FOR HER TO SAY I DON'T REALLY NEED THE YACHT FISH ANYMORE BECAUSE I SUCK WHITE SKIN DICK AND #GAYSON
So I have to sit on the f****** bus for 2 hours all the way to the airport fill the f****** n****** yelling at my f****** ear let me tell you something I want to get something off my chest about you you're too f****** young my n**** you're too f****** young to have this f****** behavior of this is my my city my girls she has no choice you're too young for that s*** bro
Then I have to sit in the f****** garbage two terminal airport one f****** side and the other f****** side just too f****** terminals my guests only have two airplanes flying here
To listen to the f****** integration you guys want to stick me in the middle of a bus in the middle of a train and talk to me over the f****** satellite in front of all these people to point out and say it's an accident what he said and they're f****** dead son opinions and thought I've never had so many suicidal men come forward and ask me to let me die for them the black just told me he got pregnant for my s***YACHT FISH HERE
I have never been so embarrassed and shame of listening to this little f****** dead son walk around saying I want a McDonald's I want a Walmart I want a beach I want a house I want a car
The negative energy is so specific here of these f****** men that should have never f****** seen me I should have never been here kidnapped by that dead n***** daughter family to sit here 24/7 how is the integration working they want to continue to ask me to explain it and that baby killer language which I already did over 10 times to explain it again because it's dead f****** n***** family has been moving around the network to another part of downtown and guess what they want me to repeat exactly what I said to explain the integration how is it doing that and those specific f****** words? The guy in the black hat red shirt white socks blue shoes? That's what you want me to say when we already know I don't know the technical term obviously the n****** have it the crackers have it there's technical terms that can identify you guys wanted me to explain how to integration is doing this why is the integration still talking to me? The girl in the purple hat red sandals blue shorts green shirt? That's all I can give you cuz they have the technical terms stop f****** asking me how to integration is working
BACK TO MY POINT #REPORT DOWN HERE ON MAIN STREET AND LINWOOD BOULEVARD I'D RATHER MUCH BE HERE GETTING SCREAMED AT BY CARS ALTHOUGH I GOT TO TRY AND FIND A WARM PLACE IT SEEMS LIKE THE DIRTY TRICK FROM UTAH THAT CARRIED OVER TO MAINE THAT WAS NOT IN BOSTON THAT UNION STATION WAS MY WARMTH PLACE IN BOSTON BUT THIS UNION STATION KICKED ME OUT NOT ONE F****** CHAIR NOT ONE F****** BENCH THERE'S A BUNCH OF MURALS OF A DEAD DAUGHTER WHAT SEEMS TO BE RIGHT NOW A WHITE HAIR WHITE SKIN TRANSGENDER HUGGING A BLACK SKIN BOY WITH BUTTERFLIES I THINK THE BLACK SKIN BOY HAS BUTTERFLIES
So I need to find another place to warm up there today this f****** freezer is killing me and what you taught them Utah making me freeze making me colder with the satellite not cool man not cool man they've been trying to chase your farts smell for f****** years now bringing me into Maine trying to yell at me on the buses then I said I'll walk then they shut down the airport cuz that n***** family wanted to go in and say no blacks allowed in snow airport? I remember the statement I remember what happened but for you guys to take me to identical site such as Maine's piece of s*** turd they must have s*** out fell out of their a****** onto the floor and to continue stage and Wall Street in the name of Maine
I told you this data breach was going to cost you guys's life the problem is I didn't expect to find them building the cities with boys white skin boys 15 years never left and are ready to die for living their lives as that little three foot four inch girl has no clue what it is to be a 5 ft 200 lb girl taking 12-in dick
AND I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS MANY WHITE SKIN BOYS THEIR IDEOLOGY AND THEIR F****** BELIEFS ARE SO PAST I'VE KILLED MORE THAN ONE GIRL I'VE KILLED MORE THAN ONE BOY I HAVE NO RIGHTS IN THIS WORLD I JUST WANT A FREE MEAL I'VE BEEN LIVING HERE FOR 10 YEARS RENT-FREE
P and yes you saw all they can challenge me is about the airplane every f****** statement goes back to we don't have to leave
BUT I'D MUCH RATHER BE HERE ON THIS SIDE AND YELLED AT BY DEAD SEND IN THE CAR I JUST GOT TO FIND ANOTHER WARM PLACE TO WARM UP MAYBE I'LL FIND A GREYHOUND STATION I REALLY DON'T WANT TO GO BACK TO THE AIRPORT THAT F****** WHITE TRASH DAUGHTER IS REALLY PISSING ME OFF? YOU KNOW WHAT THEY'RE TRYING TO DO CHANGE THE MANTRA AND THE REPORT? IT'S NOT THE FACT THAT SHE'S WALKING BY ME STOPPING TURNING AROUND AND COMING BACK AND LEAVING? THE SATELLITE PUTS ME ON HER TO LOOK UP AT HER AND I SAID WHAT DO YOU WANT AND IF SHE ASKS A QUESTION AND SHE WALKS AWAY
And then the boys said it's because you do the same thing to us when we walk by you you don't look at us and read their faces I told you you failed homosexuals it's not natural for a man to look up at another man outside and want to answer his f****** question #negative energy
But we have to believe life after yacht fish the Mia pow flags consist of this dead f****** n***** family trying to have that white hair girl attack me outside and I stand corrected today it is that the only problem is they're holding her at Bay because when she comes up to me? What's that smell? Oh my god do you smell that? Looks like the white hair white skin daughter of a black skin man not a white hair white skin daughter of a white hair white skin man
BUT SEE YOU GUYS USE MY MONEY AGAIN TO MAKE THIS WORLD ENTIRE BLACK SKIN AND START WEAPONIZING ALL THE WHITE HAIR GIRLS AGAINST THE BOYS I DIDN'T GIVE YOU MY MONEY FOR THAT S***? YOU MADE MY SURROGATES WORTH LESS BECAUSE OF THIS F****** BEHAVIOR
But for you guys to continue this attack just to have your entire city every satellite maker gets his own building full of sleeping baby girls and sleeping baby boys just to have not one of them have money just to say I'm a hoarder I THINK IT'S COOL TO HAVE AS MANY PEOPLE IN MY CITY FILLED UP WITH NO MONEY
I don't see the purpose of that I'm a NASA baby I'm innocent baby the way you get these people that any act is to make them love you with no money and in prison and killed for talking or expressing their feelings crying for food crying to be happy
I don't see it all I see is a fallen tiny city that was built all it takes is One bad Apple to spoil a bunch and out of 50% of the satellite makers in the world all it took was for your City to fall 49% and for other satellite makers to know there's a worse satellite maker out there and that's all it took for you guys to continue to snap back a building 3/4 and concrete building at the concrete building so hurt your own people because of what another satellite maker said and another city against you
Can we have the statement here #sammy another Black skin Man and another city fallen maybe a 51% of a better satellite maker than these cities said something that you don't like? It's an accident what he said? And then it happened Sammy from the 49% state that knows you guys are a little bit worse in your city is smaller? Said something about your city and your satellite maker that once again you don't like
Then it's oh that's perfect I needed someone to kill my kids now I can send them there and they'll kill them for confronting him
Found it
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singulardegenerate · 1 year ago
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the tags ;__;
#i did the same thing with adjectives... eg my purples socks are warm #i know i know purple doesn't need an -s because socks already has one so it doesn't add any information :( #look i already managed to steel myself and not write ''are warms'' as would feel right #and it's already sad enough to have no way to indicate that socks are girls. give me something #spanish is even worse than english in terms of grammatical emphasis in some ways. it will give you nothing #spanish is like oh my god you don't need a noun NOR pronoun don't act like you can't remember who we were talking about just 1 sentence ago #in spanish the noun and its pronoun get to hang out together on the astral plane they just don't have a lot of work to do
One mistake I made a lot when I started learning English was writing both the auxiliary and the main verb in past tense—as in, "Did the rain stopped?" My English teacher had to really drill this grammar point into my head, she was like "the point of 'did' here is to indicate past tense, there's no need for another time marker." Me, genuinely baffled: "Why not?" Teacher: "Think of the 'ed' in 'stopped' as having migrated to the beginning of the sentence and become 'did'. So it's no longer in 'stopped'." Well I was sad to see it go. I pointed out that in French you'd say "The rain (itself) has it stopped?" and 'the rain' feels welcome to stay even though the whole point of the pronoun 'it' should be to replace it in a quicker way. But it would be sad if the noun & its pronoun never got to hang out together so we keep both <3
My teacher had a British look on her face that made my middle-school self wonder if maybe she thought my language wasn't optimally designed, and then she said that in English it would feel clunky to give the same piece of grammatical information twice, and "if you use 'did' then the -ed in 'stopped' doesn't add anything." That just sounded offensive, I mean since when do letters need to add something to a sentence? isn't it enough that they adorn the end of words & frolic with the others in friendship. If it bothers you so much just don't pronounce them. Idk, "did the rain stopped" felt so right to me. In the end my teacher said that "The rain has it stopped?" with the redundant pronoun is the more formal French phrasing anyway, and I was like yeah true we'd rather say "is it that it (itself) has stopped to rain?" and I felt like this really proved my point and I think she felt the same way
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capribornio · 1 year ago
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#i did the same thing with adjectives... eg my purples socks are warm#i know i know purple doesn't need an -s because socks already has one so it doesn't add any information :(#look i already managed to steel myself and not write ''are warms'' as would feel right#and it's already sad enough to have no way to indicate that socks are girls. give me something#spanish is even worse than english in terms of grammatical emphasis in some ways. it will give you nothing#spanish is like oh my god you don't need a noun NOR pronoun don't act like you can't remember who we were talking about just 1 sentence ago#in spanish the noun and its pronoun get to hang out together on the astral plane they just don't have a lot of work to do
One mistake I made a lot when I started learning English was writing both the auxiliary and the main verb in past tense—as in, "Did the rain stopped?" My English teacher had to really drill this grammar point into my head, she was like "the point of 'did' here is to indicate past tense, there's no need for another time marker." Me, genuinely baffled: "Why not?" Teacher: "Think of the 'ed' in 'stopped' as having migrated to the beginning of the sentence and become 'did'. So it's no longer in 'stopped'." Well I was sad to see it go. I pointed out that in French you'd say "The rain (itself) has it stopped?" and 'the rain' feels welcome to stay even though the whole point of the pronoun 'it' should be to replace it in a quicker way. But it would be sad if the noun & its pronoun never got to hang out together so we keep both <3
My teacher had a British look on her face that made my middle-school self wonder if maybe she thought my language wasn't optimally designed, and then she said that in English it would sound clunky to give the same piece of grammatical information twice, and "if you use 'did' then the -ed in 'stopped' doesn't add anything." That just sounded offensive, I mean since when do letters need to add something to a sentence? isn't it enough that they adorn the end of words & frolic with the others in friendship. If it bothers you so much just don't pronounce them. Idk, "did the rain stopped" felt so right to me. In the end my teacher said that "The rain has it stopped?" with the redundant pronoun is the more formal French phrasing anyway, and I was like yeah true we'd rather say "is it that it (itself) has stopped to rain?" and I felt like this really proved my point and I think she felt the same way
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