#like. da isn’t the sims.

[helpmeimblorboing]

ARCHIVIST

“Statement of Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven… Way (muttered “God, these newfangled names), regarding her encounter with… sorry does that say Vampire ?

…well, I suppose we do have statements from vampire hunters on reco- what do you mean his name’s Vampire? What kind of -

Nope. Not going to question it

Anyways, Statement of Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way, regarding her encounter with Vampire. Original statement given August 18th, 2024. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London.

EBONY (in a distorted voice, clearly hiding a laugh):

Hi my name is Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way and I have long ebony black hair (that’s how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white-

ARCHIVIST:

Your hair isn’t black, though?

EBONY

OMG, you’re like, such a nerd. Who cares ?

ARCHIVIST

We do, we’re a goddamn arc- did you just pronounce Oh My God as O-M-G ? What’s wrong with -

EBONY (rolling eyes)

I’m also a witch, and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in England where I’m in the seventh year -

ARCHIVIST

…Michael, you motherfucker

EBONY/MICHAEL (cackling)

Archivist, you have to admit, the expression on your face alone made that worth it

ARCHIVIST

Do you enjoy making my life difficult?

MICHAEL (grinning)

Oh, immensely

ARCHIVIST

Figured

[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Imagines

enhypen jake mafia special

synopsis: married life with mafia boss jake sim

pairings: jake sim x reader

word count: 3k

warnings: violence, guns, killings and curses. (let me know if i missed some)

important note: if you haven’t read the one shot of jake sim, i suggest for you to read it first. you can find the fic › here

“It was really nice to see you in this meeting, Jake Sim.” the man across the long conference table says that caught Jaeyun’s attention. He leans comfortably to his swivel chair and smirks lightly.

“I couldn’t say the same since this meeting made me leave my family back in Korea.” Jake states without holding back. The man laughs finding how Jaeyun’s straightforward demeanor amusing.

This is one reason why he made it big at the mafia world. He was known for skills in business and how straightforward of a person he is.

“It was only for two weeks. I’m sure your wife can manage?” the teasing smile plastered on his face clicks something inside Jake, despite the uneasy feeling he kept his grin.

“Speaking of your wife, she’s very beautiful. I’ve seen her once at a gala gathering. Stunning lady.” his statement slowly made the grin on the mafia boss fade.

He knew very well that his wife is very beautiful. In fact, she’s the most gorgeous girl that walked in this earth. But as the possessive man that he is, he couldn’t let the diminutive hint of teasing over his tone go.

“She’s mine.” short, but the firmness in every words he emphasize made the smirk at the man in front of him wider.

He chuckles, triggering more of Jake’s temper. Sunghoon on the other hand enters the meeting room with curious eyes. Just by the look over his friend’s face, he knew something’s off.

“I never said she isn’t, Jake.” he raised his hand as a gesture of defeat, smirk still lingering in his ugly face.

Jaeyun fists balled tightly. “Come on, losen up Sim. You wouldn’t ruin this good friendship just for a girl, right?”

He didn’t waste any time and he stood up, his gun pointed right at the man. His men around instantly reacted and like him, guns are ready to shoot anytime. Sunghoon smoothly puts his hands inside his pocket and watches the scene unfold, a yawn escapes his mouth.

“I am not friends with you,” Jake started and with cold blank eyes he tilts his head. “and I can ruin anything for my wife.” he was about to pull the trigger of his gun, but then he felt something points beside his head.

The brother of the man in front of him stoods feets away, “Think about it first, Sim.”

Instead of being scared, Jake smirks and scoffed making the man offended. He was about to talk again, but a gun fire made him lose the ability to. His body fell cold to the ground, blood making a mess to carpeted floor.

The man in front of him was utterly surprised, mouth gapped at the unexpected scene unfolding.

Sunghoon sighed and lightly kicked the body of the guy he just shot dead. No remorse can be seen over his face, “He’s been getting on my nerves. That felt good.” he says like as if what he did is no illegal.

“T-The deal will be o-off if you kill me.” his stuttering almost made him laugh loudly. These type of people is what he hates the most.

His men were all stoned at their position, the intimidating stares Park Sunghoon sending him was enough for them to disobey their boss.

“Your company sucks anyway.” and without batting an eye, Jake clicked his gun ending the man’s life.

His head hit the table, eyes open and blood covering the wooden surface. Sunghoon chuckles, “I guess no deal then?”

Jaeyun sighs and casually grabs his thing. He walks towards the body of the man, he threw the papers they just signed. The white paper almost turns red because of his blood.

They walks outside the meeting hall and straight to the elevator.

“7/10 business deals.” Sunghoon sighs, “Good enough, right? How many count for you this trip?” he asks, eyes looking at his friend through the elevator’s reflection.

Jake sighs, “Five.”

He heard his friends low groan, “Damn. Mine’s ten, dude. My wife will kill me. Can you add that last kill to yours?” Sunghoon sounds stressed that made Jake scoff.

“You killed him tho?”

“To save you!”

“Thanks, brother.” Jake smirks and taps his friend’s shoulder. He shoved it off and clicked the side of his cheeks.

“Is our plane ready? I want to go home already.” just the thought of you makes Jake wants to teleport himself to your side. He misses you, your hugs, and kisses. He misses all of you. And of course your son.

“Its been waiting for an hour.”

“Great.” and just in time, the elevator door opens.

“Jahan, son?” you knocked over to his door twice and waits for a response. When you heard nothing, you furrowed your brows lightly before tilting your head curiously.

You were about to ask one of your maid if Jahan is down the stairs when he swiftly opened his door. The familiar messy hair of your son was the first thing that greets you, his big doe eyes looked sleepy and his plump reddish lips were pursed a bit.

“Jahan!” you happily greeted.

He went close to give you a short hug as a greetings, “Yeah, Mom?”

Staring at him you couldn’t believe how years passed by too quickly. You can still remember the time Jake saved you from your awful relationship, then you two fell in love and got married. Afterwards you had Jahan and he was so cute when he was a child. Now that he’s fifteen already, he grew into a gorgeous boy and grew a little cold.

“Your dad is almost here. We need to go down and welcome him.”

He nodded his head with no complain so you smiled and raised your hand to fix his messy hair. He moved his head away, grunting a little making you laugh and pout.

“Don’t grow up too fast, please.” you mumbled.

He smirks and fixed his hair himself. “Just give me a sibling already.”

Your eyes grew big at his sudden request. “Jahan Sim? Do you think its that easy?”

He shrugged his shoulders off, “I’ll meet you down in a minute.”

You let out a sigh and just nodded before starting going downstairs. Jake was in a business trip with Sunghoon in Italy so they’ve been gone for two weeks. He wanted so bad to take you with him, but you also have matters to take care of. You said both of you will manage two weeks being away from each other. Thinking of it now, you realized how much you miss your husband.

“Is everything ready for our lunch?” you asked one of your maids when she walks pass by holding a fresh flowers in a vase.

“Yes, Ma’am.” she smiles.

You nodded and fished your phone to go check if Jake messaged something. He did and said that he’s a minute away from your house and that he couldn’t wait to see you, hold you, kiss you and make love to you. A chuckle escaped from your lips because of your husband’s clingy side. Who knew a mafia boss as ruthless as him have this kind of personality? The people that fears him will be super thrilled if they’ve discovered this side of Jake Sim.

“Mr. Sim arrived, Madam.” your head lifts and you nodded as the maid opened the two big doors of your mansion.

Just in time, Jahan walks down from the stairs looking more decent for the arrival of his Father. You smiled and fixed his hair a bit more and this time he didn’t move.

“You missed Dad that much?” he teased and you just playfully glare at him.

Both of you walks outside and numbers of vehicles enters your property. Your husband’s car was the first to park not too far from where you are. He opened the door and gave his key to one of his men waiting for him.

His eyes directly went towards your direction and a small smirk appeared his lips. You waved and he started walking closer, taking off his coat.

“Baby,” he greeted and quickly pulled you into a hug.

“Me or Mom?” Jahan interrupts that made the both of you chuckle.

Jake pulls away and placed a kiss at your lips before turning towards your kid. He messed his hair, his eyes looking lovingly at his child. It made your heart full. These moments are the ones that makes you feel so contented. Seeing the two most important boys in your life is more than enough.

“How’s school, Jahan?” Jake asked while the three of you now enjoy eating lunch together after a while.

“It’s fine, Dad. I’m still part of the top students.” and that made your smile wider.

Jahan is an excellent student. His teachers often compliments him and tells you how great of a student he is. You and Jake don’t really push him to be an honor student or to be first to his class. All you want is for him to study, finish school and have some friends.

You and your husband noticed how he’s not very sociable to other people. He limits the one he talks and interacts with. It’s not a bad thing, but you still want him to have a normal childhood despite being the next heir to the Sim clan.

He does have friends. The kids of your friends is whom he only hangouts with. You are hoping he befriend kids that aren’t from mafia families. You are afraid he will grow up and get his father’s workaholic attitude.

“Do you think Jahan is all right?” you suddenly asked that night, while you two are already alone in your bedroom.

Jake was busy taking out and showing you the stuff he bought you. All the designer bags and clothes just proved how your husband only thinks of you during his business trip. Surely, you didn’t slip off his mind despite being away from esch other. You are very thankful for it and was enjoying, until Jahan went inside your mind.

Jake tilts his head, confused. “What do you mean, baby?” he asks and walked towards the single sofa near your bed. He pulls you closer and made you sat on his lap.

You draws in a big sigh and Jake’s eyes trails from your eyes down to your nose, your cupid’s bow and your lips. Your pretty lips that belongs to him. He smirked by the thought before he leans in and placed a soft gentle kiss at your shoulder blades, and then one over your neck, before putting his hand over it to pull your face down for a kiss on your lips.

A smooch sound errupts your quiet room. You pull away after a couple of seconds, Jake’s lips chasing after yours that made you chuckle. “Did you know what Jahan told me a while ago?”

Jake stared at you with his drunk-like eyes, he seemed uninterested about it and all he can think of is your lips. He tilts his head trying hard to focus on what you’re saying.

“What?‘” he asks gently.

“He said he wants a sibling.”

Now you totally caught his attention because a grin made its way towards your husband pretty face. He looked dangerously hot and the way his hands caress your sides aren’t helping at all. He was always touchy and clingy, nothing new to you, but the effect it gives you never changed.

“Really, huh?” he whispers teasingly and he leaned closer your body, making his lips touch your shoulder blades. His eyes looks up at you, filled with nothing but love and desire.

“Do you think we should start thinking about having our second baby?” you ask innocently. It was a big deal for you and you’ve always thought that being prepared is an important key point in building family.

“Do you want to have another baby?”

Your lips pursed, “Its not just what I want, Jake. We need to be deciding this together. Do you want another child?”

Jake’s lips settled at your skin, the heat sending it bothers you in a pleasing way. His eyes lightens at what you asked and the his eyes turned doe gave you an impression that he wants to tell you a lot of things.

He leaned away and then reached over your ears. The way his lips gently grazes your skin send thousand of volts in you. It made you feel things only him can do.

“Why don’t I just show you how much I want it?” he whispered in a husky voice before you yelped because he started carrying you towards your shared bed.

He moves his face and easily found your lips. Your arms locked around his neck trying to pull him as close as possible. Jake’s too eager on making you feel good. He was determined to express his overwhelming love for you through making love.

“I love you so much,” he says between the heated sweet kisses. “I am very excited to make our family bigger with you.” and he carefully pushes your delicate body to the bed as he hovers above you.

“Looks like some people’s having fun at a broad daylight!” Jace exclaimed as he stood over the railings, looking at whatever it is beneath them. From the third floor of their school building, the view of the small lounge where students can hang out is what you will see.

Jahan’s eyes follows what his friend was looking as he felt a presence beside him. He saw a couple of students below them at the lounge. Just by the mere look of it, they’re making fun of the girl in front of them.

She’s on her knees while the students around her obviously bullies her. Jahan silently watched and rested his elbows at the railings. He knew who the girl was. She’s from his class and often made fun of by his classmates. Seems like being a scholar surrounded by kids who thinks money is everything is a big struggle.

“Who are they even?” Jace asks again.

Alana, his twin sister joined them and as expected not happy with the scene.

“Some low class mafia kids! They annoy me so much!” her soft voice was distinct and very familiar with Jahan already.

The tall figure beside Jahan shifts his weight so he can face Alana better. “Why? What did they to you?” Sin’s question was like a trap. Jahan was sure that with Alana’s words, Sin will no doubt go there and mess with them.

Jahan smirks and looked back at the scene.

“Of course not to me! I meant to her,” she says, totally feeling bad. “to Amara.” she added.

‘Amara’ Jahan repeats to his mind. He doesn’t know what he thinks of her honestly. He doesn’t even know how he can remember her when he really don’t care about the people around him.

“Maybe they target her because she’s really beautiful.” she sighs, frustrated.

“Who?” Sin asks.

Alana rolls her eyes, “Are you not listening? I said Amara!”

Sin scoffed, “You’re prettier.”

Jahan shakes his head off, refusing to listen to his friend being too simp for Alana. He still cannot understand how can his friend be so rough towards other people and too soft for her. It’s funny for him. Hilarious.

“Well, she is pretty.” Jace leans over the railing with a grin on his face. Jahan glanced at his way and unconsciously send cold glares to his friend. He wasn’t aware of it at all and he can’t understand the emotion slowly sparkles inside of him.

“I heard they started that when she rejected Ken.”

The three boys looks at Alana and her stares down at the scene with sad eyes. Jace snorted and pinched his twin’s nose before he facing his back at the railing.

“I will reject Ken too if I were her. He’s pathetic.”

Jahan’s eyes slowly trailed back at them. Amara’s head is hanging low while one of the girls stood in front of her. She grabbed her hair, yanking it. Her friends laughed at the scene while they even record it using their phones.

The bell rang and their group of friends started going to their class. Sin has his arm around Alana’s shoulder as they talk about something. Jace’ beside Jahan, waving and winking at the girls they walk pass by. He rolls his eyes, used but still annoyed about his friend's antics.

Their day goes on normally, the young generation of famous mafia clans are unstoppable. Jahan’s group of friends are strict when interacting with other students, keeping their circle small and limited to people that have the same status as them.

“See you tonight at the party, boys!” Alana cheerfully waves at them while one of their men hold the car’s door for her.

“Send me a pic of your dress so I’ll match with you.” Sin requested that Alana just agreed on before entering their vehicle. Jace follows after sending a short salute to their friends.

Sin didn’t waste a time to ride his service after nodding at Jahan. One of his bodyguard held the door for him, he went inside both hands inside his pocket. As their vehicle left the vicinity of their school, Jahan’s mind went blank. It was the usual boring ride way home until his eyes caught a familiar face.

“Stop.” his words instantly made his driver stop their car. His eyes looked at the group of students by the side of the road. They were pushing the poor girl making her fell to the floor.

She looked pitiful, but Jahan isn’t someone who pity people. So when he went out and started walking towards that circle, he doesn’t fully understand why. His presence were quickly noticed by the crowd, eyes growing out of surprise and fear.

“J-Jahan!” one greeted.

He didn’t spare them a glance and went straight to cary the girl over his arms.

“Wait!” one stopped him that he obliged.

He craned his neck to look at her. She gulped, scared of his intimidating aura. The words she ought to say long forgotten.

“From now on if you mess with her, you mess with me.” and without saying anything nor waiting for their responses, Jahan walks towards their car while carrying the girl in his arms.

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decelis academy: the hockey diaries - master list

⭑.ᐟ a series about falling in love featuring everyones favorite hockey players at DA

PAIRINGS: enhypen!hyung line x reader

GENRE: ice hockey, romance, angst, humour

STATUS: work in progress AN: This is my first time writing and publishing in quite a while, but I'm very excited! I have a giant miro board with all of the plot lines! These stories take place at the same time so be prepared for crossover episodes. Incase anyone is interested in being added to the taglist, just send an ask or comment.

do you think i'm f͟r͟a͟g͟i͟l͟e͟? ☆ ͡ ⊹

⭑.ᐟ The coaches daughter -  Lee Heeseung

A car accident has turned your life upside down, leaving you with a messed-up knee and ankle. Navigating college life with the joints of an eighty year old was hard enough, but when your dad insists you take an internship with the college men’s hockey team a certain person makes it even more annoying than it already was. Suddenly, you are thrust back into the hockey world you’ve spent years avoiding. It feels like a step backward, returning to the rink that symbolises everything that went wrong in your life. The worst part? Heeseung. The cocky captain who dismisses you as just the “fragile daughter” of the coach. And the person you will work together with most of the time. STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: beginning of November

iced americano season ˗ˏˋ☕ˎˊ˗

⭑.ᐟ Strangers to lovers - Park Jongseong

A simple iced americano is about to ruin Jay’s entire season. If he just hadn’t ordered that iced americano at the beginning of the semester he could have avoided a whole lot of drama. Jay loves the thrill of college hockey, the parties, the glam. He isn’t as notorious as other players on his team but does enjoy the benefits of being a well known person on campus. Until a person doesn't know him and intrigues his interest. Y/N, the morning shift DJ at the uni radio station and barista in his new favourite cafe is the new distraction he did not need this season. STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: tbd

the truth untold ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

⭑.ᐟ Exes to Lovers - Sim Jaehyun

Jake’s world takes a nosedive when he gets a wedding invite from his high school ex, and to avoid showing up single, he ropes his classmate Y/N into a fake relationship, just for the evening. They barely survive the wedding, but when a viral party scandal threatens Jake’s hockey career, management pushes them to keep up the act to save his image. What starts as a simple plan quickly spirals into something far more complicated as real feelings begin to blur the line between fake and genuine, leaving them both wondering if they’ve faked it for too long. STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: tbd

nine and three quarters ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

⭑.ᐟ Roomates to Lovers - Park Sunghoon

A college freshman with a strict upbringing, Y/N is focused on her studies and career path, determined to avoid distractions—especially love. But living with Sunghoon, a charming, clean-cut ice skater with a love for partying, shakes up her orderly life. As they clash, bond, and slowly grow closer, Y/N finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew about fun, friendship, and falling in love. Will she stick to her plans, or will Honnie's magnetic pull change her course? STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: tbd

[clownsuu]

Have you ever thought about throwing the Welcome Home cast in a Werewolf AU???

isn’t there an au of that that already exists-?

though I will say I actually have for a while thought of a concept much similar every now and then for the mob au-

Yknow how I cross the mob au with my “shiddy dating sim” au and made the “Yakuza au”? It’s basically that, except instead of the “shiddy dating sim” it’s with the emo au- basically turning the combination of Mob and Emo into the “Twilight au” lmAOOO-

So basically everything is mostly the same- except everyone is like- gay cranked up to eleventy-? And there are the vampires and werewolves (only inside of da mob) smhh-

Wally, Home, Howdy, Frank and Julie are Vampires

Barnaby, Sally, Eddie and Poppy are Werewolves

(If you wanna add Dr stone and Robbie, Robbie is a werewolf and Dr Stone is a human. Also if there is a Y/N they would basically be Bella (human) but later can choose if they wanna be a glittery old dead fart or a doggie

another joke au to add to the list- will I do anything with it? Probably not LMAO, but it’s REALLY funny to think about

[mysimsloveaffair]

Part 1 (Collaboration with @igglemouse)

Drake swims a few laps in the pool. He’s glad that Dub invited him on this trip. Traveling and seeing more of the Sim world has always been on his to-do list, but a big part of him wishes he had more time to prepare.

Drake steps out of the pool to take a new selfie for his Cupid’s Corner profile. If Dub’s invitation wasn’t at the last minute, he could have made an appointment with his stylist to add some color to his hair - a bold purple this time and perhaps that same purple for his nails. Instead, he has to begin this vacation looking…regular.

But Dub has invited him here to serve as a glorified babysitter anyway, so none of that matters. This trip isn’t about him. He’s here to help his brother out. So that’s what he’ll do. While Dub and Maia are upstairs getting ready for their big date, Drake takes his niece Tambara to the nearby park. At least he’ll be able to see some of the city that way. 

The park is pleasant and seems a favorite among the locals and tourists. Several couples sit on the benches chatting, eating lunch, or staring at the clouds. Drake ignores them all and takes Tami to the toddler slides, which she seems to enjoy. After a few times down the slide, Tami comes up with another suggestion.

Tambara: We make caso, Unco Da. 

Drake: *chuckles* It’s uncle Dray…not Da. 

Tambara: *insistent tone* Unco Da, caso!

Drake: Caso? What’s a caso?

Tambara: San caso! We make san caso! 

It takes a minute, but when Drake thinks about it, he realizes what Tami is trying to say. 

Drake: You want to build a sandcastle? 

Tami nods with enthusiasm, practically banging her chin on her chest.

Drake: Okay, but you’d better hope we find some sand.

Dub didn’t warn him that Tami doesn’t like to be carried. Drake learns that the hard way when he picks her up and transports her in his arms around the park in search of a sandpit while she whines and struggles to be put down. 

Eventually, Drake takes the hint and puts her back on her feet in the sand. Tami is in her happy place and quickly forgives him. She grabs a bucket and uses a shovel to fill it, only to dump it all out again after it’s about half full. 

Tambara: *giggling* You build caso too! 

Tami isn’t content with him just watching. He’s going to have to get down in the sand with her. Maybe it’s a good thing he didn’t get his nails done after all.

[beaviu]

## DUMB BLONDE ( profiles ) : hey tayo !

Park sunghoon — 02 liner ; breaking girls hearts is literally his hobby;-;. very well know and would get whispers and shi wherever he goes. At first he’s very intimidating but once u know him he’s a cutie patootie. ambers older brother. Is the closest wit jake due to them meeting when they were children. An loud introvert and is scared to interact wit anyone besides his fg nd sister but once he gets close to u he’s like a diff person !!

priv acc ; @ jakeismybabydaddy

Lee heeseung — 00 liner ; also a well known play boy nd a ladies men. He’s obsessed wit shin ramen nd that’s his go to date wit any girl. He has a lot of dad jokes that he thinks they’re are funny ( but they’re rlly not.. ). An extrovert and can talk to anyone. Whenever they have plans or anything hes usually the one who asks the employees questions for the fg

Kim sunoo — 03 liner ; is everyone’s bff. Can get along wit anyone and anything. He’s literally a people pleaser and is friends wit everyone. Most people go to him for advice and he gets a lot of questions from girls about his bffies and if he can hook them up ( he usually says yes but never does anything ). The only one in the fg that isn’t rlly a play boy. Mint choco is his life and heart. Loves mint choco nd forced the others to eat it!! An extrovert obviii

Park jay — 02 liner ; loves to bicker wit jake. Also a play boy 💔. He loves corn nd has a weird obsession wit corn ( not the website but the food .. ). The fg makes fun of him for his obsession wit corn. usually the main target for nikis pranks. Is the “dad” or the adult of the fg, he keeps everyone in check. An extrovert nd is quite silly !!

Sim jake — 02 liner ; the mainn play boy besides heeseung nd sunghoon. Loves to bicker wit jay for fun nd finds getting jay riled up is funny. Him nd sunghoon have a close friendship nd yaur:3. He’s rlly silly too nd thinks he’s funny ( but is he rlly tho.. ). Calls himself the og rizzler nd everyone makes fun of him for it. An loud introvert like sunghoon but he can start a convo wit other ppl but he’s js rlly awk 😭.

Yang jungwon — 04 liner ; hes a playboy but also isn’t rlly one at the same time. He’s the one wit da brainz in the fg nd usually the one who creates plans. Basically the leader of the group. An introvert nd he doesn’t rlly talk to anyone besides them but if it’s rlly necessary he does talk to people but doesn’t show his true self 😈.

Nishimura riki — 05 liner ; a prankster nd play boy ( ofc ). He loves play pranks on the boys, his main target is jay cause he also thinks it’s funny getting jay riled up. Even tho he’s very very silly he also gives rlly good advice. He’s an ipad kid nd has the ipad kid humor, he argues wit little kids on roblox nd rants abt it to the group nd they also call him a roblox kid. An extrovert nd could BICKER wit anyone.

[salanaii]

Learn Korean with me - Week 15

Day 1: Let's Speak Korean Ch 7 on the plane (31 - 70)

식사를드리겠습니다. Sig sa reur deu rig ess seub ni da We will give (=serve) you the meals.

어느것으로하시겠습니까? Eo neu geos eu ro ha sig ess seub nig ga Which one would you like to go (with)?

식사를바꿔도되나요? Sig sa reur ba ggwo do doe nay o Can I change (my) meal?

기내식이나올때깨워주세���. Gi nae sig I na or ttae ggae wo ju se yo Please wake me up when the (in-flight) meals come out (=are served).

머리가아파요. Meo ri ga a pa yo (My) head aches.

두통이심합니다. Du tong I sim hab ni da (Literal) Headache us severe. = I have a severe headache.

토할것같아요. To har geos gat a yo I think I’m going to throw up.

멀미가심하네요. Meor mi ga sim ha ne yo (Literal) (My) airsickness is severe. =I’m getting very airsick.

속이좋지않아요. Sog I joh ji anh a yo (Literal) (My) inside is not good. = My stomach is upset.

진통제있나요? Jin tong je iss nay o Do you have a pain killer?

비행기안에으사가있나요? Bi haeng gi an e eu sa ga iss nay o Is there a doctor inside (=on) the plane?

충전이가능한가요? Chung jeon I ga neung han ga yo Is it possible to charge (the phone)?

팔걸이가고장났어요. Par geor I ga go jang nass eo yo The armrest is broken.

리모콘이작동을안해요. Ri mo kon I jag dong eur an hae yo The remote isn’t working.

엔진에서연기가나요. En jin e seo yeon go ga nay o A smoke is coming out of the engine.

비상사태입니다. Bi sang sat ae ib ni da It’s an emergency situation.

의자가고장났어요. Ui ja ga go jang nass eo yo The chair (=seat) is broken.

불이안켜져요. Bur I an kyeo jyeo yo The light doesn’t turn on.

티비를어떻게사용하죠? Ti bi reur eo tteoh ge sa yong ha jyu How do I use the TV?

티비가안나와요. Ti bi ga an na way o (Literal) TV doesn’t come on. =TV doesn’t work.

저승객이이상해요. Jeo seung gaeg I I sang hae yo That passenger is weird/strange.

많이취한것같아요. Manh I chwi han geos gat a yo (He/She) seems very drunk.

다른자리로옮겨도될까요? Da reun ja ri ro orm gyeo do doer gga yo Can I switch to a different seat?

빨리내려야해요. Bbar ri nae yeo yah ae yo I have to get off quickly.

어디까지가세요? Eo di gga ji ga se yo (Literal) How far are you going? = Where’s your final destination?

저도거기에갑니다. Jeo do geo go e jab ni da I am going (to) there too.

여행가시나요? Yeo haeng ga si nay o Are you going (on a) trip?

코를골아서죄송합니다. Ko reur gor a seo joe song hab ni da (Literal) Sorry for snoring (my nose).

안대있나요? An dae iss nay o Do you have a sleep shade?

담���를주세요. Dam yo reur ju se yo Please give me a blanket.

물좀주세요. Mur jum ju se yo Give me some water, please.

심하게흔들리네요. Sim ha ge heun deur ri ne yo It’s shaking excessively.

면세품은어디서찾나요? Myeon se pum eun eo di seo chaj nay o (From) where so I pick up duty-free items?

면세한도가어떻게되나요? Myeon se han do ga tteoh ge doe nay o What’s the duty=free limit?

이것을사고싶어요. I geos eur sa go sip eo yo I’d like to buy this.

여기있습니다. Yeo gi iss seub ni da Here you are.

필요한게있으면알려주세요. Pir yo hang e iss eu myeon arryeo ju se yo Please let me know if there is anything you need.

현지시각은몇시죠? Hyeon ji si gag eun myeoch si jyo What time is the local time (now)?

입국신고서를작성해주세요. Ib gug sun go se reur jag seong hae ju se yo Please fill out the arrival card.

세관신고서를작성해주세요. Se gwan sin go seo reur jag seong hae ju se yo Please fill out the customs declarations forms.

[enkisstories]

Armitage: "General Sonderan! When the boy calls you grandfather, does he refer to the fact that you acted as your servant's surrogate father? Is that child by chance... the one we codenamed CH-200?"

Hank: "His name is Jin."

Armitage: "Jin Dree, then. Created from the genes of two in themselves unremarkable parents, but projected to hit the far end of the IQ scale. By now he should display the emotional maturity of Ben Solo’s, I mean, of a six year old. Force-sensitive, too, as was reported before we lost control of Batuu."

Hank: "I take it you have insider information on that "custom order" of Snoke's. So break it to me, what exactly is Jin capable of?"

Armitage: "Let me put it like this: I'd rather stand in front of the Death Star's muzzle than get on this youngling’s wrong foot."

Hank: "Ah, Armitage Hux. Always the bearer of such HAPPY news."

Jin: "Oh! I know EVERYTHING about da Death Star! I saw blueprints!"

Armitage: "I built a BETTER one!"

Jin: "You're lying!"

At this point my sims took over. Over the course of the group conversation, Rose picked Jin up three times. She's not set as caregiver, I never instucted her to interact with Jin, but that didn't deter Rose.

Rose: "Armitage isn't lying."

Jin: "Oh, no..."

Rose: "But you can still beat him, you know! Can you think of something different to build from the Death Star parts? Something nice?"

Jin: "Do I need to use ALL da parts? Cuzz I don't think I can do that."

Rose: "Something small is perfectly fine."

Rose: “You know what? I think he’ll be alright. Jin isn’t growing up in the First Order, but in our present.”

Armitage: “She’s right. It’s all a matter of what Jin gets exposed to. That’ll shape him, not the abilities he was born with.”

Hank: “Then all we need to do is make sure these two won’t steal you, ey, Jinny?”

[a-go-ni-a]

My opinion on the Brazilian version of VADD

It will be a long, long post. I’ll talk about the grammar mistakes I’ve found while reading, some things I like and my opnions on some words used. And please remember we, Brazilians, speak Portuguese. I’ll try my best to explain how our language works.

[for Brazilians] se você ver algum erro nos meus apontamentos, fique à vontade pra falar, afinal, todo o mundo está sujeito a erro. Eu não sou formado em Letras nem nada, mas os erros são coisas simples que uma editora que está no mercado desde 2007 não deveria deixar passar.

First things first: the cover

I don’t like the letter font and the golden color. I don’t think they match the art and the story.

Now, the first page of this story. The sentence that starts it sounds odd, in my opinion.

It reads, word for word: “Currently the topic of the moment is the new dating sim game:”. It sounds redundant.

While I was reading the manhwa, something caught my attention: the large amount of -mente.

In Portuguese, adverbs can end with -mente, (-ly in English), usually they are adverbs of manner. I used bookmarks everytime I saw a grammar mistake or a -mente. I’m going to use pages 88 and 89 to show what I want to say.

In page 88, there are, in red: finalmente (finally), simplesmente (simply) and definitivamente (definitely)

In page 89: independentemente (independently) and definitivamente (definitely) again.

I’ve written each -mente I saw: 29. Some of them were used more than one time. I’ve started to add notes like “this one is an adverb of manner, this one is an adverb of time”, but there were too many and I got tired.

Please ignore my bad handwriting.

[for Brazilians] quem conseguir ler meu garrancho vai ganhar minha eterna admiração. E um pão de queijo.

It isn’t wrong to use adverbs that end with -mente, but a Brazilian person wouldn’t use so many on their speech or writing. While reading, it was easy to think about other ways to right some sentences.

Also, as a result of using them mindlessly, we got some awful sentences.

Reading them hurts me.

Let’s continue.

It says the HARD mood stars when Ivonne returns.

Here there is a singular subject: família (family), and plural verb: tivessem (had). It should be written tivesse.

Singular subject: criança (child). “Elas gritem” (they scream) refer to criança, but both words are plural. It should be written ela grite.

The first phare reads “the second son of the dukes.” But there is only one duke.  Does Reynold have two fathers?

There should also be a coma between A heroína (the heroine) and que esqueceu seu status e viveu na pobreza because it is a sentence that explains a previous word. It gives a explanation about a heroína. The grammar says this kind of sentences always needs to be followed by comas.

[for Brazilians] se tiver batido a curiosidade, essa oração é chamada oração subordinada adjetiva explicativa.

Oração é uma frase que tem um verbo ou locução verbal (2 verbos). Pode ser de tipos diferentes.

Oração subordinada é uma oração que não tem sentido completo sozinha, assim, precisa estar acompanhada de outras. Também pode ser de vários tipos.

Um deles é a oração subordinada adjetiva, que serve como adjetivo. Um adjetivo é uma característica, uma qualidade que é dada a um substantivo. Essa oração pode ser de 2 tipos. Quando é explicativa, precisa ser separada por vírgulas. Ela explica um termo visto antes. Quando é restritiva, não deve ser separada. Ela restringe, limita um termo visto antes. Exemplos das duas, respectivamente:

- Minha irmã, que só tira 10 em matemática, ganhou uma medalha numa competição.

Nessa frase, você tem só uma irmã e está falando uma característica dela: ela é boa em matemática.

- Minha irmã que só tira 10 em matemática ganhou uma medalha numa competição.

Nessa frase, você tem mais de uma irmã e está falando só daquela que é boa em matemática.

Here we see an example of passive voice. In Portuguese, there are two forms of passive voice. The one used here is called voz passiva sintética. The compound subjects are cabelos (hair) and olhos (eyes), but there is a singular verb: achava (was found). The plural verb is achavam. Even if there was a simple subject, cabelos and olhos are plural nouns, so the only right way to write this sentence is using achavam.

The verb is ver (to see), mim means “me”. In the way this sentence is written, mim is the one who sees. It is like saying “me saw a cat” or “me am a good person”.

Correcting it is simple: Acho que, para mim, será desagradável ver o seu rosto por um tempo, mordomo-chefe.

(There is another way to write it, just take out para mim: acho que será desagradável ver o seu rosto por um tempo, mordomo-chefe.)

Using mim to conjugate verbs is commom in informal speech when the sentence is like the one in this example. It is gramatically wrong, but is commom and it’s ok when we are talking about informal speech. To understang the reason we should focus on the word para.

Let’s take the sentence “do you have a gift for me?” and translate it to Portuguese. We get “você tem um presente para mim?”

Para means “for”, “to” or “at”. It is a preposition that can also be seen as pra, in informal speech. After prepositions, we must use mim, so most people may remember “after para always use mim” and may forget mim shouldn’t be used to conjugate verbs.

My problem with its use is: we are talking about a printed book, made by a publisher who is working since 2007, not about a group of friends on a bar. I don’t think it was intentional, I don’t think the publisher wanted to show informal speech.

Let’s think about the verb “to invite”. Someone is invited for a event, right? The propostion used is “for”. In Portuguese, for the verb convidar (to invite) the preoposition used is para. On the sentence above, it was used another preposition: de. And it’s wrong. Instead of “da qual” (preposition de + relative pronoun a qual) it should be written “para a qual” (preposition para + relative pronoun a qual).

[for Brazilians] também dá pra usar a preposição “a”, porém o significado do verbo muda. Se você quer usar “convidar” no sentido de “chamar alguém, solicitar sua presença” a preposição é “para”. Se você quer usar no sentido de “fazer um pedido” ou “mandar alguém fazer algo”, mas de forma educada, a preposição é “a”. Por exemplo: “convidar alguém a se retirar da festa”.

Another sentence that gives me physical pain. No one says “que desapontante”.

Something I thought was interesting while reading was the use of the adverb quão (how). It isn’t used a lot in informal speech and I like the publisher chose to use it in the translation. Most phrases with quão are good. But there was a exception.

This phrase sounds odd. I don’t think I can translate it in a way that shows it. Using quão was a bad choice.

What you see here is a serious issue: the use of denegrir, a verb that means “to make something darker” or “to damage someone’s reputation”.

It’s important to know anti-blackness is a serious problem in Brazil. Some years ago, black people started to point out words and expressions that shouldn’t be used anymore because they have anti-black connotations. And this verb is one of those words. It isn’t a issue that appeared yesterday. The publisher should have known about this verb. There is no excuse for using it.

It reads “the duke is looking for you”. A is “for you”. It is in the wrong place. I have no clue how this mistake happened. It’s a simple sentence. It should be written: o duque A está procurando.

The verb used in these examples is encontrar. It has different meanings, the one used is “to meet with someone”. In the second pic, the verb can also be read as “to run into”.

After the verb there is the preposition com (with). When com is used the verb encontrar becomes a verbo pronominal, a verb that is followed by a pronoun. Penelope is talking about herself, for eu (I) the equivalent pronoun is me. There were 2 more sentences with encontrar and they were correct, me was used. But it was forgotten in these examples.

“Don’t make repeat the same thing twice” is redundant.

I sign my art as “agony” and it was what I feel when I read this sentence.

It looks like a literal translation from a sentence originally written in English.

I guess people consume too many media in English (like series and music), get used to English grammar rules and see a phrase like “this is the book I talked to you about.” Then they decide to translate it to Portuguese and think: “well, if about goes at the end, then sobre (about) must also be in the end.” BUT.IT.IS.WRONG. In Portuguese, sobre must goes in the middle and you need to say what it refers to.

The issue is: each language works in its own way, has its own rules, for example, the way a phrase must be structured. When you apply some rule from a specific language to another, you may make mistakes.

I really want to emphasize what I’m trying to say, so I’ll give another example using Spanish.

Ok, so, in English we say: “I like strawberries.”

In Spanish we say: a mí me gusta la fresa or me gusta la fresa

If you take the sentences above and do a literal translation to Portuguese, you get: a mim me gosta o morango and me gosta o morango.

Congrats, you translated them and you would also make my high school Portuguese teacher, sora Vera, cry! Why, you ask? Because, in Spanish, the verb gustar isn’t conjugated the same way gostar is, because, guess what, each language has its own rules, and one must know it when a tranlation is done. You can’t just do a literal translation and call it a day. You must know how BOTH languages work and also how to adapt the text.

The right phrase in Portuguese is: eu gosto de morango. (The literal English translation is “I like of strawberry.”)

Now, the book. Again, the phrase is “this is the book I talked to you about.”

In Portuguese, it reads: este é o livro SOBRE O QUAL eu te falei.

Sobre is “about” and o qual is a relative pronoun that refers to “the book”.

The way I wrote the sentence is how the one in the pic should have been written: durante a festa do chá SOBRE A QUAL eu te falei...

BUT there are also other ways to write it. You see, using sobre and a qual takes the sentence close to formal speech. If your intention is to use informal speech, you can write:

Durante a festa do chá DE QUE eu te falei or durante a festa do chá QUE eu te falei.

The mistakes are over =D

But wait, there’s more!

Now I’d like to talk about my opinion about some things.

I like what was done with Reynold’s speech. Using “essazinha” and similar words when you talk about a person is a great way to show you despise them. You are saying said person is insignificant, worthless.

I think “personagem de interesse” sounds odd. Other words used were “paquera” and “interesse amoroso”. They are better options. 

Apenas means “just” or “only”. There are ocasions when I think the use of apenas is also a influence of consuming too many media in English. If on a sentence in English the use of just or only is necessary, sometimes, in Portuguese, apenas isn’t necessary, or the sentence would sound better if the translator used só (it’s the same as apenas). I also people may forget the word só, because I always see apenas.

Take ddlc* as a example. It was translated from English. “Apenas Monika” doesn’t sound good. I think “Só a Monika” would be a better translation.

*Doki Doki Literature Club. It’s a psychological horror game.

I don’t like the text in these three panels, they don’t sound natural, like the way a Brazilian person would speak.

The first: I think bom or bem sound better.

The second: just take agora out. Maybe it can be difficult to see the problem with a single panel, but if you read the whole page, you can see the agora is odd.

The third: to tell you the truth, I don’t know how to rewrite these sentences.

I didn’t understand this phrase. It makes no sense. I don’t know what it is supossed to mean.

Why do you choose to use English words in your life when Portuguese has better words???

Yeah, everyone says “cringe” now, but it will be over someday. And there is something even more important: speaking English should’t be seen as a obligation. There are lots and lots of Brazilians who don’t speak English and there is nothing wrong about it.

And nobody will convince me “cringe” is better than cafona, brega, pagar mico, vergonha alheia and Ó DO BOROGODÓ.

Now I’ll finally finish my review!

So, my last thoughts: the publisher, Newpop, is known for its bad proofreading work. When Newpop announced it would release the manhwa, I wasn’t so happy, I knew there were be grammar mistakes, but I hoped there would be just one or two. But there was a lot, as you could see. I usually don’t buy the comics Newpop releases and that’s one reason. Newpop said it is working on the novel. I won’t buy it.

The manhwa is pretty, the colors are good, but the mistakes made the experience of reading it being bad. I’ll probably still buy the whole collection, because it’s my favorite manhwa, but I hope Newpop see the mistakes and do a better job on volume 2.

[tanadrin]

@iracher

Tumblr recommended me your post and I just got really interested in what game writing do you think is good? (im really interested bc I love rpgs) I think pillars of eternity did a good job to let you roleplay whatever. I hate inquisition tho, I dont understand why would MC help chantry =\

i’m gonna use this opportunity to vent about inquisition for a sec, because although it has features i like, it also has features that bug the shit out of me.

i like that the DA franchise doesn’t have a single protagonist--having multiple main characters you play as lets them tell discrete stories and keeps you from omnicompetent hero syndrome, where a characters feels like a mary sue just because they have the lifetime accomplishments of like six people (i’m look at you, Star Wars Expanded Universe). the worldbuilding isn’t great--it’s mostly ISO standard fantasy--but it’s OK, it has some original bits (the qunari are great for this), and it’s a fun enough place to run around in.

but they clearly want the chantry to be the local catholic church expy, with all that entails for a modern popular audience--dogmatic, often militant, strictly hierarchical. as a result, they’re sort of intrinsically organizationally unsympathetic. and then in DA:I they borrow the name “inquisition” to continue the medieval aesthetic, except the actual historical inquisition is monstrously unsympathetic, especially to a modern audience, and the name doesn’t even really make sense? and why should an independent organization trying to save the world from disaster be affiliated with the chantry anyway? and why are you the head of it? just because you have a magic hand? idk, it’s all quite weak justification to get the setup they want, and even then it takes way too long to establish all this in-game. it would make a lot more sense if you were already a minor-but-significant political or religious figure of some sort, but mostly you’re just Some Guy/Girl.

boring fantasy writing by committee is the worst kind of fantasy writing.

my absolutely favorite all-time RPG is the original Deus Ex. it’s so old now it’s probably hard to look at unless you’ve got some intense nostalgia goggles on, but it had extremely fun gameplay (the genre is sometimes called “immersive sim,” i think, and it’s one that’s kind of rare nowadays; hbomberguy talks a little about its history in his hilariously long video on Human Revolution), and i thought the writing was great.

not to say it doesn’t have weird bits and bits that fall flat. but it had ideas, and it was willing to try them, even if they didn’t always work. it’s a heady mix of 90s conspiracism, cyberpunk, and weird political tangents and digressions that you don’t get anywhere else, not even in its direct sequels. it also prefigured in a dreamlike way the next 20 years of political and social development with uncanny accuracy, as if Warren Spector had a vision of how the 21st century would go but could only half-remember it in the morning. and the soundtrack slaps so fucking hard it’s unreal.

otherwise, i generally prefer RPGs with tons of visual character customization and dialogue. which is to say i liked most of Mass Effect and Mass Effect 2 (never played the third one). the character-level interactions often felt strong and satisfying, even if the plot as a whole wasn’t super well-written. i actually think that lower-level element of writing is more important--i can forgive a dumb plot around a macguffin or a threat to the universe, but not boring character interactions. this is something skyrim was bad at; for open-world RPGs, Fallout: New Vegas does it considerably better, although my only real complaint about that game is that i like having a fully-voiced protagonist.

[weird-things-to-think]

Okay, so, like, let’s tawk abowt “tronkate.” Now, tronkatin iz a super fancy werd fer, like, cuttin’ stuff off. Like, wot ya doo wen ya got too much of sumthin an yer like “NAH, I don’t need ALL dat.” So ya just chop da end of it, like BLAH! Gone! Tronkate.

Now, sum peeple mite say tronkatin is "tech-nick-al." But nah! Tronkate is reel easy if ya got da right ideas abowt it. Like, let’s say u got a line of werds n it gose on n on n on, n yer brane is like, "NOPE, datz way too much!" So ya just tronkate it – snip snip! – now u got a lil’ piece insted of da hole big thing. Shorter, sim-pul-er, y’know? Like takin’ a looooong hotdog n choppin' it in haf so it fits da bun.

An tronkatin’ isn’t just fer werds n sentinces n stuff. Nope. U can tronkate numbrs too. Like say ya got 3.14159265358979...blah blah blah, n yer like, “NOPE, I ain’t got no time fer all dat.” So ya tronkate it, sayin “3.14” iz gud enuff, no need to be fancy. Itz da fast way ta math, reely.

So, lesson of today: TRONKATE means just TAKIN' STUFF n MAKIN' IT SMALLER cuz who needs ALL of it anyways?

[duendeperdida]

14-7-23

hoje ta foda!

talvez seja so o resultado de estar ficando na casa da minha mae esses dias e consequentemente perdi a rotina, to trampando pra caralho, nao to me exercitando e to comendo mal. e hoje o psicologico td fudido, seria isso o q chamam de burn out? pq eu to surtando sim. o carinha q ta montando o app e ja me falou 1trilhao de vezes sobre o negocio ams nunca realmente botou pra funcionar ,e ligou de novo, e hoje, ah meus amigos hj eu to azeda, he asked me why I didn't turn back to him to start working together, I said "ilast time we spoken you said was going to send me all the information to be able to work on monday, you have never send me that, so I just leave. if you want we work together, prepare everything (contract, job description, how many hours, payment per hour) and send me on Monday, I'll be happy to help you from tuesday". I doubt he'll send me that but let see... my other client came to me to complain cause she was tired and frustrated to have to teach the new girls every time, but she contract this new girl, she isn't one of my girls, sometimes I feel my job is being a psychologist, and you know what is funny? when she start to complain about it, she realised its actually her fault and she said that "maybe it's my fault"and i was like, ye! you got it! and the last thing: spend these days with my mom isn't healthy for me, really, and I know its her house but I'm like if every time I smoke you'll be judgment me I'll leave you here and going home. I just don't have more patience I wish I could buy a one way ticket, change the air, I'll be happy just going home but I feel like I need to leave for a while but I want to go to uruguay and now its cold, so better no, but any beautiful and warm place in latam will make me feel better, I'm pretty sure, I know the true hapiness comes for inside, but sometimes change the environment its all you need to be a better version of yourself. I'm constantly asking myself what I want, what the fuck I want, do I want to manage a cleaning agency? do I want to manage airbnbs? I'm terrible with organisation, but the money is good and are good passive incomes so.... sometimes I feel that's my path, but i love to work with creativity, so I'm starting to thinking my job is create the business and get someone to admin it, so i don't have to be worried about it. but sometimes I think maybe i should not just focus in what I do like? fuck.... but its hard because I feel like helping people with this job, but ye I need an assistant, I think. not an easy day. My cousin invite me to eat pizza that he'll make at my aunt house and I'll play donkey kong with him, so in the final I think it's not just bad things... 

[swiedemann]

Obatala Film Audiovisual composition: Sebastian Wiedemann

7min S8mm/B&W/stereo Countries of production: Nigeria, Brazil and Colombia 2019

The body re-exists and insists. It is never a closed envelope, but a channel of passage and trance among the most diverse spiritual dimensions (Obatala Film). Film-devotion, film-offering, film-gift. Shot in the mythical Ile-Ife, the sacred city of the Yoruba people and founded by the Orisas, this film seeks to sensory affirm the vertigo of coming into contact with Obatala, orisa creator of the world, of light. Trance of sparks of light, of bodies in spiritual connection.

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O corpo re-existe e insiste, pois nunca é um envoltório fechado, mas sim canal de passagem e transe entre as mais diversas dimensões espirituais (Obatala Film). Filme-devoção, filme-oferenda. Filmado na mítica Ile-Ife, cidade sagrada do povo Yoruba e fundada pelos próprios Orixás, este filme procura afirmar de modo sensorial a vertigem de entrar em relação com Obatala, orixá criador do mundo, da luz. Transe de faíscas de luz, de corpos em conexão espiritual.

_________________________________ ARTIST Q&As (May 2020)

Alchemy Film and Moving Image Festival asks…

Could you give some more context to how you came to make a film in response to Obatala, the Yoruba religion?

Like in the best moments and experiences of life, they just happen. On that occasion, I was lucky I had with me my sound recorder and Super8 camera. So I can’t say this film was a calculated, planned response to the Yoruba culture and religion. More than that it was a kind of continuation of what I like to call ‘cinematic modes of experience’. I understand the world as a cosmic cinematograph where we live experiences through and as images. And this movement where we are an image among others can happen without a camera, without filmmaking. But through filmmaking, this experience could be intensified or could continue by other means. I had no intention to make a portrait of a Yoruba ritual or practice but to make continue a vital rhythm as a spiritual force through other surfaces and bodies, like film. Something that I can say because of my link with the Orishas. I already have intimacy with these deities, with the ashe – vital force – of them.

Your film is an account of light, rhythm, movement. It is quite abstract in this sense, but it is also very culturally specific.

Here we are dealing with the unseen, the spectral, the spiritual. Forces that don’t respond to representation or even figuration. Forces that put our perception into a state of delirium, trance, and vertigo. Forces that pass through images as brushstrokes of intensity, as percussive vibrations and light sparks. The visual dimension of the image is just the start point, not the arrival point. Following the ashe – vital force – present in the world and rituals is a question of understanding how it escapes from perception. That’s why abstraction emerges in the film. The film isn’t a place where the experience stops or parks, just a surface where experience passes. The film is a cinematic mode of experience among others. A mode that has a devotion dimension, and as an offering gesture doesn’t stay in the material plane but continues. The film is born from a rhythmic intuition as vital vibration, that raises before time and continues through light, water, a temple, priests, rituals, drums, dances, sounds, film – and that now wants to continue through the body of the audience in quarantine affecting the spirit of many with the force of Obatala, the Orisha of creation and creativity. Once he created humans, and now perhaps with his force, we can reinvent humankind in a time of coronavirus.

https://alchemyfilmandarts.org.uk/festival-2020-the-index-impulse/

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Reseña en Desistfilm por José Sarmiento  Hinojosa  (Septiembre 2020)

“Wiedemann es testigo de esta manifestación cósmica en éxtasis, e incorpora el elemento de la imagen en movimiento para conformar una unidad con esta celebración al dios Obatala. […] Wiedemann dice: “Entiendo mi práctica cinematográfica como una indagación sobre modos de experiencia y como un gesto de canalización. Uno de ellos podría ser el estado de devoción y posesión de fuerzas espirituales y cósmicas”. Obatala Film, en su granulada textura, es la resilencia de lo que se resiste a ser vestigio, a simplemente desaparecer, la práctica del rito identitario, sellada en la carne ante el manejo casero del celuloide y ante la posesión espiritual comunitaria. Obra fundamental.”

https://desistfilm.com/frontera-sur-2020-obatala-film-de-sebastian-wiedemann/

Critica em CineFestivais  por Gabriel Araújo (Novembro 2020)

“Ciente, portanto, da impossibilidade dessa representação, o que se apresenta nesses quase 7 minutos de experimento são fotogramas em movimento que se fazem complementares numa montagem responsável por aproximar regiões distantes – Osun, na Nigéria, Minas Gerais e Colômbia – e fabricar realidades e mundos para além daqueles associados ao plano físico.“

https://cinefestivais.com.br/obatala-film-de-sebastian-wiedemann/

Comentario curadora Tatiana Carvalho Costa na 1a Mostra Embaúba Play (Maio 2021)

“ A vibração dos tambores e a textura das imagens em Super-8 nos transportam pelas espirais do tempo da existência afrodiaspórica num filme que compartilha a energia de um ritual e de uma ancestralidade transatlântica.”

https://embaubaplay.com/catalogo/obatala/

Critica em Apostila de Cinema por Roberta Mathias (Maio 2021)

“ Somos jogados para dentro do curta sem nos darmos conta e somente em seu minuto final “Obatalá” revela outro tipo de conexão. A edição é essencial para essa sensação, não por acaso saiu com o prêmio de melhor edição do Forumdoc.BH de 2020. Quem tem qualquer experiência com as manifestações das religiões afro, sabe que a sensação temporal é um de seus mistérios. Wiedemann consegue absorver bem isso e entregar uma bela homenagem à Obatalá.”

https://apostiladecinema.com.br/obatala/

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Entrevista (Septiembre 2020)

Frontera-Sur, Festival Internacional de Cine de No Ficción (Chile) https://youtu.be/y4rdAev7kjk

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Awards:

2020 Prize for the Best Editing - Forumdoc.BH, Brazil Jury statement: For making the film a material ritual of skins, films, visual and sound rhythms, producing a trance atmosphere through the precise editing work, we chose Obatala Film by Sebastian Wiedemann. Declaração do júri: Por fazer do filme um ritual material de peles, películas, ritmos visuais e sonoros, produzindo uma atmosfera de transe através do preciso trabalho de montagem, escolhemos Obatala Film de Sebastian Wiedemann.

2020 Prize of the Jury Mostra do Filme Livre, Brazil

2019 Prize of the Jury SuperFilme Internacional - SuperOff Film Festival, Brazil Jury statement: It is like feeling the cosmology of Ifá in images, textures, sounds, noises and voices … with the melody of the projector and the nature of the film. Declaração do júri: É como sentir a cosmologia de Ifá em imagens, texturas, sons, ruídos e vozes…com a melodia do projetor e a natureza da película.

2019 Prize of the Jury for the Best Film of the Festival - Curta 8 - Festival Internacional de Cinema Super 8 de Curitiba, Brazil

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Screenings:

2024 CCD - Centro de Cultura Digital, Mexico

2024 IAGO - Instituto de Artes Gráficas de Oaxaca, Mexico

2024 Land Symposium - University of the Arts London - Central Saint Martins, UK

2023 MASTER.LAV - "Devoraciones Cinematograficas. El cine de Sebastian Wiedemann", Spain

2023 SACIMU - Salón de Cines Múltiples, Mexico

2023 The Black Archives - Blacker Blackness program/Afrospirituality in the everyday, Netherlands

2022 FICDesierto, Mexico

2022 Museo Palacio Vergara, Chile

2022 Unseen Festival - Croatia

2022 Microcine La Cueva - LEC Laboratorio Experimental de Cine, Mexico

2022 Courtisane Film Festival, Belgium

2022 Inflamável - Festival de Curtas em Super 8, Brazil

2022 Cine Angola - CineClube Comunitario, Brazil

2022 Monangambee Microcinema, Nigeria

2021 Festival Internacional CineMigrante, Argentina

2021 Festival Satyricine Bijou, Brazil

2021 AricaDoc Festival, Chile

2021 Obskura Analog Film Festival, France

2021 1a Mostra Independente Cine Cuesta, Brazil

2021 1a Mostra Embaúba Play, Brazil

2021 FLUXO-FIXO - Festival de Cinema, Brazil

2021 Mostra Cine Direitos Humanos Olho no Olho, Brazil

2021 Semana de Cinema Negro de Belo Horizonte, Brazil

2021 Punto de Vista Film Festival, Spain [Official Selection/Competition]

2020 Postal - Mostra de Cinema, Brazil

2020 CachoeiraDoc Festival, Brazil

2020 Semana de Cinema/SemanaSemana, Brazil

2020 Circulo de Bellas Artes de Madrid, Spain

2020 Forumdoc.bh.2020, Brazil

2020 Belo Horizonte International Short Film Festival, Brazil [Brazil film competition]

2020 Videoex Festival, Switzerland [International Competition]

2020 8ème Panorama du Cinéma Colombien, France [Short film competition]

2020 Lima Alterna International Film Festival, Peru [Opening film]

2020 Mostra do Filme Livre, Brazil

2020 Encontro de Cinema Negro Zózimo Bulbul, Brazil

2020 EXiS Film Festival, South Korea [EX-NOW_International Competition]

2020 CineAutopsia Bogotá Experimental Film Festival, Colombia

2020 Alchemy Film and Moving Image Festival, UK

2020 CCCB - Centre de Cultura Contemporània de Barcelona, Spain

2020 Experiments in Cinema, USA

2019 Luminous Void Experimental Film Festival, Ireland

2019 Kinoskop Analog Film Fest, Serbia

2019 The Unforeseen - International Experimental Film Festival, Serbia

2019 Frontera Sur Film Festival, Chile

2019 Cámara Lúcida - Encuentros Cinematográficos, Ecuador

2019 Curta 8 - Festival Internacional de Cinema Super 8 de Curitiba, Brazil [International Competition]

2019 MIDBO Muestra Internacional Documental De Bogotá, Colombia

2019 Ji.hlava International Documentary Film Festival, Czech Republic [International Competition]

2019 MAR Museo de Arte Contemporáneo Buenos Aires, Argentina

2019 Equinoxio Film Festival, Colombia

2019 DOBRA - Festival Int'l de Cinema Experimental, Brazil

2019 Mostra Strangloscope, Brazil

2019 Espaço Cultural Casa do Lago, Unicamp - Brazil

2019 AHORA Festival de Arte Activista Latinoamericana, Uruguay

2019 SuperOff Film Festival, Brazil [International Competition]

2019 Lab Mundo Pensante - São Paulo, Brazil [avant-première]

Listed at filmlabs.org

Live Streaming:

2020 Facebook Live - Cámara Lúcida - Encuentros Cinematográficos, Ecuador Lectura abierta del texto “Re-uniéndose con la vida bajo el signo de Obaluaye: Algunas notas sobre ‘Obatala Film’ como modo de experiencia cinematográfico en tiempos de coronavirus” y presentación del film, seguido de conversatorio con mediación de Francisco Álvarez sobre la relación entre cine y pandemia.

https://www.ecamaralucida.com/post/obatala-film-lectura-abierta

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Publications:

2020. Re-joining With Life Under the Sign of Obaluaye: Some Notes on “Obatala Film” as a Cinematic Mode of Experience in Times of Coronavirus.

2020. Re-unindo-se com a vida sob o signo de Obaluaiê: Algumas notas sobre “Obatalá Film” como modo de experiência cinematográfico em tempos de coronavírus.

2020. Re-uniéndose con la vida bajo el signo de Obaluaye: Algunas notas sobre “Obatala Film” como modo de experiencia cinematográfico en tiempos de coronavirus.

[soubiapologist]

seimei aoyagi meeting nisei for the first time: aren’t you tired of being nice

nisei: what

seimei: don’t you just want to go ape shitt

nisei: how did you pronounce the two ts out loud like that. that’s scary

(one month later)

nisei, frantically typing in his deviantart journal in a cold sweat:

d34r all muh Wacherz……. i am regretz 2 inform u dat i will be not online as much az yooj (dats da kewl kid spelling uv usual xD) bc i am running away with muh HAWT BF XD (YES i am BISEXAL fuk u if ur a homophoob btw get off muh page t(-_- lol kidding u can stay but U GOTTA WATCH AND FAVE AND COMMETN ALL MY STUFFS okay? XD)and ummmmmzzz well he did som crimezzzzzz loool xD he like burned down my skewl for meh cuz my teachers were SUXX and i didn’t wanna do my test anyway and he said he could get me owt of it and then OMG o_O;; well too late now lol XD ok also we aren’t bfs yet but omg i rly like him and once we get where we r staying i think he’s gonna make it OFFISHUL OMG O///////O anyway ya that’s why my update on my roxas/axel fic is gonna be late XD i was thinking of doing LEMON next time so make sure to stick around……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… KIDDING U PERVERTS XDDDDD weeeeellllll unless seimei says to write it…. mehbe then i will…… <_< XD that’s his name btw seimei isn’t it HAWT he’s such a irl bishie lol xD he doesn’t know kh but i think maybe we will play it together when we get where we’re staying omg isn’t dat kinda romantick? BARF well i hate romance it’s gay but with seimei it’s okay i guess XD oh btw i’m NOT friends with mimuro anymore cuz he’s too preppie and like he doesn’t like seimei OMG i think he’s just jealous and i KNOW we were working on that KH dating sim in flash together but i’m sozzy i just can’t do it anymore DO NOT support him u can even block him i blocked him also he said he was only doing the yaoi routes for me not cuz he likes yaoi so basically he’s homophoic too omgwtfbbq O_O who doesn’t like YAOI omg i hate his gay ass so mrrrrrch grrrrrrrr anyways okay well don’t call da cops on meh and DONT COME LEWKIN FOR MEH i’ll bring u Teh Updaytes sewn enuff so stay watched for more kh yaoi goodness x3 ok byebye ^_^

mood: 🤪 crazy

listening to: papa roach last resort

reading: the words i’m typing o_o

watching: myself typing XD

playing: kingdom heeeeeearts WOOP WOOP

eating: nothinggggg i don’t wanna get FAT omg it’s so close to FART

drinking: green tea ^_^

i think whatever happened with seimei and nisei is proof that edgelord scenemo kid shit is contagious

[thebookworm0001]

Unless we get some hard evidence that DA4 is heading in a bad direction I ain’t putting any stock into the theories that it is and it’s caused/causing x y or z

there’s just entirely too much we don’t know and I’m not going to stress out over a game we know almost nothing about because it might go a direction I don’t want

-anyway rant in the tags-

[drunkjaked]

STARGAZING ft sim jaeyun

basically if stargazing by the nbhd was a fic written by me about jake except not really but i love the song and this fic /// smut (mdni) + 1087 words.

pairing: bf!jake x fem!reader

The air is as cold as the sky is clear, and you and Jake are the only two in the park. Mostly you’re just glad Jake had convinced you to wear your winter coat, and how could you have said no with the way his eyes lit up at the chance to teach you something science related? 

Jake was gesticular when he spoke, hands moving above his head as lets you know that even though it’s mid-April, a cloudless sky means the heat from the da- and even though you’ve forgotten the point he was making, he looked so sweet when he spoke that you couldn’t resist nodding along and pretending to understand, biting back a frown as you pulled your jacket on. 

Now that you’re out here though, you find yourself wishing you hadn’t been so stubborn about the skirt you were wearing, as the breeze nips harshly at your bare legs. But you know better than to complain about it - knowing that he’ll just suggest you go home (though not without an I told you so) - so you maintain your silence, burrowing as far into his chest as humanly possible to keep your face warm at least.  

Despite the promise of stargazing, there isn’t very much to look up at. The only thing of interest being the waxing crescent in the sky which slices through the darkness like a scratch. Though this seems to be more than enough for you who stares up in awe regardless. 

And this is definitely more than enough for Jake who stares at you in awe. He watches you with his lips parted, so in love with the way you look up at the moon, and there’s just enough light to make out your features. 

You hate the way you can feel his eyes burning holes into the side of your face. Hates the way your cheeks and neck start heating up despite the cold. Hates the spark you feel whenever you’re near him. Hates the way it makes you giggle and hide your face in his chest. Again.

Jake’s hand rubs circles on your back and he lets his eyes fall shut in an attempt to control his quickening heartbeat - though if anything, this only exacerbates the situation. Heart beating impossibly fast as his brain betrays him. Flooding his mind with the thought of you. 

Which as a thought in itself is already enough to get him worked up. 

Never mind the thought of you bouncing on his cock. 

Outside. 

And he finds himself fighting for breath as he tries to stay composed - A whisper of your name cuts through the silence - to no avail. 

“Mm?”

“I want you.” 

You always want me, you mumble, looking up at him and feeling your cheeks start to heat up again at the sight of Jake. He’s perfect. And it’s obvious that the stars have found home in his eyes for the night - you’re not sure how he manages to look at you with so much love and so much lust all at once but it’s killing you. 

“You’re gorgeous.” He shrugs as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Of course I always want you.” His lips quirk up at the corners as he lets his hand thread through yours. “Are you gonna let me have you, baby?” 

And when he asks so nicely..

Jake’s hands are heavy on your waist as he pulls you onto his la-“Ahh, Jake Sim,” you start. “You would beg me to let you fuck me just to make me do all the work.” Teasing. You laugh slightly through your words as you settle on his lap, donning a full grin at the feeling of how hard he is underneath you. 

He whines as you shift a bit, immediately clearing his throat, eyes widening and then rolling as if in disbelief at his own sensitivity. The new, composed Jake shrugs his shoulders, a sly smirk inching its way onto his lips before he says: But you always look so pretty when you fuck yourself on my cock. 

And he bursts into a fit of giggles, head falling back as he laughs at the way you groan, hiding your face in your hands. 

The two of you spend a few minutes fumbling around but the stretch is sweet as you sink down on him. Jake pulls his lip between his teeth but he can’t stop his smile at the way the feeling of being full makes you whimper. 

“Always so good for me, baby.” 

You feel your heart dip a little, finding the sentiment sweet despite the circumstance. You stop moving in favour of hiding your face in the crook of his neck, pressing a kiss to the skin there. 

And with the way your teeth chatter, Jake’s instructing you to wrap your legs around his waist - moving his jacket to cover them up. Which as an action on its own is enough to make you melt, never mind the way he’s rocking his hips up into you. 

It doesn’t take long for you to warm up, moving in sync with him, jaw slack with the way he fills you up, completes you.  

In the quiet of the night, under the stars sky, Jake looks like a work of art. Distant glow of a streetlight casting his face a faint orange, brows knitting together, forehead creasing, lips parted in a-Fuck, and it’s so quiet you barely hear him. “Not gonna,” he pauses, letting out a whine that you’re sure will kill you. “last long.”  

And the spark is gone. 

Replaced by a fire that scorches you from head to toe. Jake’s release only acts to fan the flames, cum hot in your hole. And he’s shaking underneath you when you clench around him. Impossibly tight as you rock back and forth, fucking yourself dumb despite the way your boyfriend writhes from the stimulation. 

With the only part of his brain that’s still functioning, he brings his thumb to your clit, rubbing at it fervently, groaning at the way his cum leaks out of you and onto his finger. And seconds later your head falls into the crook of his neck, stretched cunt gushing all over him as you moan into his skin. 

It takes embarrassingly long for you both to calm down, though Jake’s forehead is hot against yours when you finally manage to. Lips soft as he kisses you, you drive me crazy, he mumbles into your mouth, shoulders shaking as he chuckles. 

©drunkjaked (2022) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED,

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