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YEONJUN?!?!?!?!
#and you expect me to nog bark????#i was pissed a few minutes before but not anymore :3#yeontiddies are my favourite things ever and THAT UNDERCUT- woof woof meow meow#PLEASE he already looked so hot in black tank top but WHITE?!?!?!#i love men in white#and yeonjun is my whole world#like wear white and ill keep on worshipping you#yeonjun#choi yeonjun#nounou's hard..#nounou's soft..
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THESE TROPES FIT SO WELL?!???!?!?!?
VAMPIRE JJUN WHO CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOU-?!(!*@**@,@,# LIA STOP GIVING IDEAS
BEOMGYU AND YANDERE ALWAYS THE BEST TROPE AND COWBOY TYUN?!?!?!??!?!?
VIRGIN SOOBIN?!!??!?
KAI AS A WEREWOLF!??!?! RAWRRRRR
sexy cowboy tyun or obsessed yandere prince beomgyu or dark romantic vampire yeonjun or gentle sweet werewolf kai or blushing nervous virgin incubus soobin
#my my im not okay#lia you are gonna write em right#i wany them badly#ny new addiction#ah. im tweaking#shaking in boots#nounou's hard..#will you be mad if i tag you?#moothearts#ÎŒ.liaᥣđ©
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I'm telling you. I might never die by physics but surely, definitely, canonically by making a card.
edit â that person showed the whole thing in 13 minutes while I couldnât finish the first 5 minutes in THREE FUCKING HOURS.
#it is so hard like wtf.#the amount of patience.#like. you know i didnât hesitate to say âoh fuck thisâ in my exams and lose marks cause the sum was annoying and swalling my patience.#but this is an another hell#oh god#nounou rambles
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MY LAST YEAR
MY LAST YEAR is ready for your vote on AllAuthorâs Cover of the Month Contest! My best friend, Nounous, is working hard to reach his 15th birthday on January 10th. This past year has been difficult for him with his many medical issues. I hope and pray this year wonât be his last.
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This reminds me of a statement from Hamas back in last November:
âHamasâs goal is not to run Gaza and to bring it water and electricity and such,â al-Hayya said. âThis battle was not because we wanted fuel or laborers,â he added. âIt did not seek to improve the situation in Gaza. This battle is to completely overthrow the situation.â Hamas media adviser Taher El-Nounou told the reporters: âI hope that the state of war with Israel will become permanent on all the borders, and that the Arab world will stand with us.â
The goal for Hamas was always accelerationist. They wanted to draw Israel into conventional war with other state actors so Israel could be defeated and its government replaced.
The US (and Biden and Blinken) worked super hard for a long time to keep other countries from entering the conflict. It seems their influence is at its limit.
Ismail Haniyeh has just been assassinated
Ismail Haniyeh is the man who was negotiating ceasefire on the behalf of the Resistance in Gaza
There will be some dark days ahead but we mustn't lose hope. This is not an act by a rational, stable state. In the past couple of days, it has bombed Yemen, Beirut, Tehran in an attempt to trigger total war
Israel is collapsing and its leadership knows it. This assassination is a desperate act to stop the inevitable.
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A Date For Belle || Helle
Belle had received her license.Â
Of course she had received her license. This was not a surprise to anyone but perhaps Belle herself, who couldnât help but worry or second-guess herself at times. But Belle, much like Hades himself, did not fail. And so the results from her exam came back, and Hades had embraced her, pride bursting in his chest as hot and large as a star unfurling its energy.
And it had been a long time coming, even if it was inevitable. Belle had still worked hard, climbed uphill, and to many (though not Hades, who had nothing but trust in her abilities), performed the impossible-- how many people went through uni and law classes while pregnant not once, but twice?Â
She deserved celebration-- something to mark the occasion even if Belle would never want to make a big deal out of it herself. And thereâd be a dinner for her with everyone, naturally, but Hades also wanted something just for the two of them.Â
And so after a little thinking, heâd arranged for Lou and Nounou to watch the children and told Belle to meet him...back at their house. And to wear something she wouldnât mind getting dirty.Â
He met her after opening the shoppe, strolling down the stone path and smirking at Belle standing there. He reached out his hand for her to take. âDonât worry, weâre not going inside,â said Hades. The whole cottage was a bit of a danger zone right now, incomplete as it was.Â
He drew her instead toward the stables.Â
âItâs a lovely day, isnât it?â he said. âYou up for goinâ on a proper date with me?âÂ
@labellerose-acheronâ
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space asks: galaxy, mercury, Aquila, Capricornus, prostar
Thank you!
Galaxy- Do you have any nicknames? What are they?
Most of my nicknames are actually very close to my actual name. My name is Nora and most of my friends just say that or leave out the a. The only one that really gives me nicknames is my mom. Things like Nounou or sweetie are the ones she uses the most. She also calls me a baby chicken for some reason?
Mercury- Describe your aesthetic
Iâve kinda been staring at this question for 5 minutes now and honestly I have no idea yet, nothing perticular comes to mind, so sorry ¯\_(ă)_/ÂŻ
Aquila- Do you prefer to read books or watch movies?
That really depends on which genre it is. If itâs anything romance related I like books the most, but if itâs something like horror or thriller I prefer a movie
Capricornus- Whatâs a song lyric that you relate to?
I have so many songs I can relate to itâs kinda hard to choose one, lately Iâve really been into musicul songs and I love Waving through a window from Dear Evan Hansen, I feel like the whole song kinde describes me, so Iâm just gonna quote the chorus:
 On the outside, always looking inWill I ever be more than I've always been?'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glassI'm waving through a windowI try to speak, but nobody can hearSo I wait around for an answer to appearWhile I'm watch, watch, watching people passI'm waving through a window, ohCan anybody see, is anybody waving back at me?
I know Itâs way too long but Iâm terrible at making choices fight me
protostar- Give a random fact about yourself
I fucking love cheese
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11. What are three things youâre very good at, and three things youâre very bad at?
âIâm good at making animals love me and Iâm good at painting and choosing which jewels you should wear and Iâm very, very good at dueling- I always beat Papa! But you know what Iâm best at? Dancing!âÂ
He hesitates on the next part. The princeling could name a hundred things heâs good at, but itâs hard to think of anything heâs very bad at. âWell⊠Iâm kinda bad at waiting my turn and Iâm not good at hunting âcause I donâ like it. And, ummm, Iâm not always very good at hearing Nounou when she says ânonâ.â
#reignoftheflorentine#v: precious princeling#//how could he narrow the list of things he's good at to 3?#//thank you for sending this in lovely xx
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Toulouse hadn't thought about that.
It seemed a silly oversight, but not in the context of who Toulouse was as a person, and the kind of environment he had grown up in.
Apologies were never given, except when it gave you the upper-hand, when it was a move on a chessboard--aimed at getting you something out of the other person in the end. Even if it was only forgiveness. To Lou, apologizing had felt pointless, because he didn't think Belle would forgive him.
Apologizing always felt pointless, because he had always done things that did not deserve forgiveness.
Usually, the question was that of forgiveness to Toulouse and he had never believed that he had deserved it. So, he did not give anyone the opportunity to forgive him. He simply moved on and either the person he had hurt buried that hurt somewhere (Lou didn't know) or he cut them out of his life and pretended he didn't almost bleed out before managing to cauterize the wound.
Belle did deserve an apology.
It just wasn't necessarily in Toulouse's nature to give them.
He shifted in his seat, as if he could move away from the uncomfortable feeling in his chest. It felt like he had swallowed a thick rope yarn and now it was settled within his rib cage, every breath tangling the knot tighter--making it hard to breathe.
There was always so many things that Toulouse wanted to say. Now, it was things like: you're right, what if she forgives me for the wrong reasons, what if she doesn't forgive me at all...I am afraid of forgiveness.
I don't know how to apologize.
He couldn't force the words passed the knot in his chest. He felt pathetic and angry, tears suddenly springing to his eyes, stinging hard and insistent behind his eyes. Reaching up, he pinched the bridge of his nose, forcing them down again, unable to contain a sniff to make them retreat. It was loud and obvious and Lou did not look at his brother for several more seconds.
Lifting his joint to his lips, he went to take a drag, only to find it had burned down to a stub and gone out. He flicked it into the green, green yard for Nounou to find later or for the earth to claim.
"What do you suggest I do then? Just ring her? I doubt she'd even take my call." His words were scathing, but they came out too soft to do any real damage. He genuinely wanted the advice, he just didn't want Berlioz to know that, so he had to ask it like a jest. Like this was all some amusing, silly hypothetical--Berlioz so lovely and sweet that he didn't understand that even if Belle was the kindest person on the planet, this was all for naught.
Even if, because of Ber's words, there was something flickering in his chest.
The Worst of My Enemies || [Berlou]
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Nounou Trail | We arrived in Kauaâi at about 9 PM and stayed at a nearby airport hotel... and jumped right in for a hike early in the morning! You can spot the peak of the summit we hiked, and can you tell how excited we were for our top-down Jeep?
Nounou Trail, a.k.a the Sleeping Giant is rated as a moderate hike; 5.8 kms round trip and a 306 m elevation gain according to AllTrails. It was way easier than I anticipated, I think the views along the trail just served as an immune booster!Â
Beautiful panoramic views of Kauaâi at the top, and we even saw children doing this on their flip-flops! I would not recommend it, Iâm sure their arches hurt the following day... but over-all a very beautiful hike and provided us with the a little glimpse of what to expect with Kauaâiâs lush scenery.
When we got back to the trailhead, there were a couple of hikers who asked if they can hitch a ride back to their hostel with us. It was a bit off-route from our hotel, but J agreed and although it was a bit inconvenient because of the traffic going back, we would not have been able to check out the town of Kapaâa and would not have been able to try these famous Pacoâs Tacos as a reward for our âhard workâ haha.
#nounou trail#sleeping giant#kauai#hawaii#hiking#travel#travel couple#paco's tacos#food#beerstagram#vacation#alltrails#kapaa
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Yeonjun is the type to say, "My face seems softer today. Sit and confirm, darling?"
#txt hard hours#txt hard thoughts#yeonjun hard hours#yeonjun hard thoughts#what if I wri- nevermind#nounou's hard..
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Ever Oasis Headcanons
- Nour and Tethi were the children of a Oasis chief.
- When Tethi began to speak, she called his brother ânounouâ
- Their native oasis have been destroyed by the Chaos. The two kids, Nour and his "baby sibling" were alone.
- The have been alone for some time, stopping ih some little hamlets where the young boy brought food and clothes for his sister and him. People give them gift, such toys for the little girl.
- Nour has worked his wind power in the desert.  And he has learned  to fight alone. for protect his precious little sister.
- More or less two years have spent.
- One night, Tethi was sick and he was SO tired. He stopped under a tree. And begins to cry because it was so hard, so HARD. He was too young, and his sister was also too young. She had need of a safe home.
Suddently a "splatch".
It was a water spirit.
"This child seems sick..I hope that sheâs okay"
He has gasped because he was not prepared to that.
"you see me? - Yes...I'm a child of the tree"
Nour has been so relieved.
A water spirit. A possibility to create a oasis. A possibility to have a safe home for his sister, for a lot of people.
He has created his oasis. And have worked so hard for do his best.
Little Tethi has grown up, safe and happy, greeting all new visitors by saying that this oasis the best because it was his brother who had created it. With the cutest face. Everyone thought that the chief anf his little sister were adorable siblings.
Nour could go in exploraton, asking to the new inhabitants to watch his sister for him.
And they have grow up, they were very close and they adored each other.
#I use the female avatar because I play with her#Ever oasis#Ever Oasis Nour#Ever oasis Tethi#nour#tethi
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Maui vs. Kauai: Which Hawaiian Island Is Better for You?
Getting There and Around
Along the Road to Hana, Maui/Oyster
Traveling to Hawaii, sadly, isnât fast. Even those coming from the West Coast will have to endure a six-hour flight, and itâs double that for folks traveling from the East Coast. Since most flights arrive in Oahu, whether youâre off to Maui or Kauai, you may have another leg of the journey. If youâre willing to pay a bit more, though, you may find a more direct route.
Maui: You can fly nonstop to Mauiâs Kahului Airport from as far east as Chicago, which helps make it a bit simpler to reach Maui from many mainland U.S. destinations. Travelers from New York City, Boston, and other East Coast cities will likely have to connect from a city on the West Coast or through Oahu (there are nonstop flights from NYC to Honolulu, located on Oahu). Once you land, Maui is generally easier to get around than Kauai. You can drive (or take a bus) around much of the coastline. In all likelihood, the only long drive that youâll have to endure is the the Road to Hana or to the HaleakalÄ volcano. Everything else is likely to be pretty close at hand, especially if youâre staying in the big tourist area at Lahaina.
Kauai: Kauai is best for slightly more intrepid travelers. There are considerably fewer nonstop flights to Kauai, and all are from the West Coast. But thatâs only half the battle. Kauai is generally considered one of the least developed islands in the Hawaiian archipelago. Only 20 percent of the island is accessible by car, and most of the coastline canât be seen from any road. For instance, the islandâs most famous destination â the dramatic Na Pali Coast. While you can get a glimpse of the dramatic cliffs here after a short walk from a parking lot, but properly experiencing it comes with an overnight hike, a boat tour that is notorious for making people seasick, or a doors-off helicopter ride â a prospect that might be too pricey (or too daring) for some.
Weather on Kauai and Maui
Waimea Canyon, Kauai/Oyster
Average high temperatures at sea level are a few degrees warmer on Maui than on Kauai, which is 225 miles to the northwest. And we do mean a few â 79 versus 82 degrees in December, for example. There is, however, more of a difference when it comes to rainfall.
Maui: Most of Mauiâs main resort areas and attractions get reliably sunny days all year round, especially the south coast near Wailea. Although Lahaina, Kaanapali, and Kapalua are slightly more fickle, the island sees negligible rain overall. A word about temperatures: If you venture to the top of HaleakalÄ volcano (more than 10,000 feet above sea level), youâll need a windbreaker, hat, and gloves, especially at night. It will be cold, no matter how balmy it feels at your hotel.
Kauai: Kauai gets more rain than Maui, especially from December through March. The exception is the south shore around Poipu, which many tourists prefer during the winter. The catch is that the most beautiful scenery is on the north shore, near Princeville and Hanalei. But showers tend to be brief â true throughout all of Hawaii â and you may be treated to an Instagram-destined rainbow afterward.
Scenery on Kauai and Maui
Sunrise at HaleakalÄ National Park, Maui/Oyster
When it comes to dramatic Hawaiian scenery, Maui and Kauai are both essentially exactly what most travelers imagine. Stunning coastlines, towering mountains, and lush jungles abound on both islands. However, the main difference between the two islands comes down to the variety in the landscapes, which Maui wins by a narrow margin.
Maui: All in all, the scenery on Maui is more accessible than whatâs found on Kauai. That starts with HaleakalÄ, a dormant volcano taking up about 40 percent of the island, offers beautiful, desert-like views via the Sliding Sands Trail. Itâs easily accessible by a road that takes you up to the top. (Several tour companies also offer a bike-down option.) Itâs the place to watch the sun rise, but sunsets or stargazing usually draw fewer people. The Road to Hana, a narrow, twisting highway, is often lauded as one of the most captivating drives in the world, passing black and red sand beaches, jungles, a bamboo forest, waterfalls, and a grove of rainbow eucalyptus trees, which look like theyâve been spray-painted.
Kauai: With plains and jagged mountain peaks that are cloaked in thick, emerald vegetation, itâs no wonder why âJurassic Parkâ was filmed on Kauai. But the eye-catching scenery isnât all that Kauai has going for it. As weâve already told you, Kauai is best for travelers who are more independent and adventurous. The island has a far more rural vibe than Maui (keep an eye out for the wild chickens), and lacks some of the more touristy trappings found there. Waimea Canyon on the western side of the island â dubbed the âGrand Canyon of the Pacificâ â is jaw-dropping 10-mile long stunner thatâs 3,000 feet deep. Hiking down into the canyon is doable, but strenuous. Weâve also already told you about the visits to the Na Pali Coast and the off-the-grid experience they offer.
Beaches on Kauai and Maui
Kalapaki Beach at the Kauai Marriott Resort/Oyster
For many travelers, a Hawaiian vacation without some beach time is unthinkable. You can loll away on Maui or Kauai, but the experience will play out a bit differently on each. (Technically, Maui has more swimmable beaches than Kauai.) Whichever swath of sand you land on, know this: It may remind you of a beach in the Caribbean, but the water here is noticeably cooler.
Maui: The waters are less rough around Maui than they are around Kauai, especially in the winter. Maui has a bounty of spectacularâ albeit sometimes narrow â golden beaches, plus black and red sand options. Among them is Makena Beach (also known as Big Beach) from which you can see the Molokini crater. The surf here also tends to be gentle enough for timid swimmers. Wailea Beach is home to some of Mauiâs poshest resorts, such as the Four Seasons Resort Maui at Wailea, the Andaz Maui at Wailea, and the Grand Wailea â A Waldorf Astoria Resort. Accordingly, A-listers, like John Stamos, Adam Sandler, and Jessica Alba, have been spied here. Kapalua Bay Beach, near the Montage Kapalua Bay and The Ritz-Carlton Kapalua, is a popular spot for boarding and kayaking, as well as swimming and snorkeling among parrot fish and turtles.
Kauai: Here, youâll find more wide, soft, white-sand beaches, due to the fact that Kauai is geologically older than Maui. However â like many things on Kauai â some of the most beautiful and uncrowded beaches are hard to reach. For example, youâll need a four-wheel-drive vehicle to traverse an unpaved road and sand dunes to reach the secluded, 17-mile stretch of sand at Polihale State Park. Upon arrival, youâll be rewarded with views of the beginning of the Na Pali Coast as well as Niihau, the stateâs only privately-owned isle. The dunes, some 100 feet high, are an impressive sight, as are the waves. With the exception of Queenâs Pond, which is protected by a sandbar, the rest of the beach is too dangerous for swimming. That fact â or the trek to get down here â may be why the beach is almost always nearly empty. Meanwhile, Kalapaki Bay on the eastern coast is a prime spot for surfing, sailing, and canoeing. The Kauai Marriott Resort is adjacent to the bay. On the north shore, Anini is the most noteworthy beach. The water here is calm, since itâs protected by Hawaiiâs longest reef. At two miles long, itâs rarely crowded, especially at the west end.
Activities on Kauai and Maui
Kalalau Trail, Na Pali Coast, Kauai/Oyster
The list of outdoor pursuits is long for both Maui and Kauai, and many activities overlap. Fishing, snorkeling, hiking, surfing, sea kayaking, golfing, and boating make both islands an adventurerâs paradise, but here are some distinctions to keep in mind.
Maui: Good snorkeling can be had on Kauai, but on Maui, itâs great. There are more top-notch sites here, and more are easily accessible from beaches. Sea turtles are often part of the underwater show on Maui. Poâolenalena Beach, in the southern part of Maui, arguably offers the best snorkeling in all of Hawaii. To the west, Kahekili Beach and Kapalua Beach are nearly as rewarding in terms of the variety and abundance of undersea life you can see. Catamaran cruises at sunset are also exceptionally popular while youâre here. Day hikes and waterfalls, along with great swimming holes, are all along the Road to Hana.
Kauai: While Maui has the edge in snorkeling, Kauai â also known as the Garden Isle â is a hikerâs haven. Note that some of the treks are suited to experienced hikers â such as the Kalalau Trail, a 22-mile, minimum two-day trek along the Na Pali Coast â but there are still some places where newbies can set off and see staggering sights. For instance, the easygoing Kuilau Ridge Trail takes only about two-and-a-half hours to hike, and offers views of Mount Nounou and, if itâs not cloudy, Mount Waialeale as well. Kauai also has something Maui doesnât: navigable rivers. That allows for river kayaking, with popular picks being the Wailua River and the Huleâia River, which takes you through the surrounding National Wildlife Refuge.
Wildlife on Kauai and Maui
Snorkeling at Sheraton Maui Resort/Oyster
Both islands provide plenty of opportunities to see wildlife, including colorful tropical fish, manta rays, and green sea turtles. (The latter, while certainly not unknown on Kauai, tends to favor Maui.) Hereâs what else to consider if viewing wildlife is a priority.
Maui: Humpback whales, migrating down from Alaska, put on quite a show off of Mauiâs coast during the winter months. In fact, in some places you can see them breaching without leaving your hotel room. Itâs easy to book boat or even kayak tours to get up close and personal with these beloved marine mammals. While itâs possible to see humpbacks in the waters off Kauai, Maui is largely considered to be the better vantage point.
Kauai: What you might see in Kauai, however, is a monk seal. The total population of the critically endangered animal is down to 1,200 â most live around the uninhabited northwestern Hawaiian islands. However, theyâve started popping up on beaches all around Kauai. These blubbering beauties are commonly spotted basking on Poipu Beach, including at the Koloa Landing Resort at Poipu, Autograph Collection. (Youâll need to keep a safe distance, for your sake and theirs.) The odds of seeing one in Maui, several hundred miles away from the sealsâ principal feeding grounds, is slim at best.
Overall Vibe on Kauai and Maui
Road to Hana, Maui/Oyster
Tropical, relaxing, and exciting â Maui and Kauai have a lot in common. But which one you choose will come down to your vacationing style and who youâre traveling with.
Maui: If you are traveling with your family or another group with a range of ages and interests, Maui can be the clear choice due to the variety of entertainment and activity options it offers. If youâre honeymooning, youâll have plenty of company, for better or worse, as Maui is newlywed central. For first-time visitors to Hawaii, Maui will likely offer more of what youâre expecting. For one thing, many picture themselves staying on the beach, and thatâs easier to do on Maui, which has a greater number of beachfront properties at various price points. You can find ample nightlife here, as well as fine-dining establishments and high-end shops like Tiffany & Co. and Louis Vuitton. (Youâll also find chain restaurants, such as Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. and Ruthâs Chris Steak House, which can be a positive or a negative, depending on your outlook.) In short, Maui is more touristy, but thatâs not a bad thing for some people.
Kauai: Kauai is your pick if the great outdoors and a lack of major development is your idea of paradise. Youâll find a real sense of solitude here. Come to Kauai if youâre looking to really unplug and donât need a hopping bar scene or days spent shopping. For active, outdoorsy travelers seeking a true escape, Kauai is likely to be heaven on earth.
Our Maui Hotel Pick: Travaasa Hana
 The grounds and oceanfront at Travaasa Hana, Maui/Oyster
One of the most popular hotels in Hawaii (and, to be honest, the entire United States), the Travaasa Hana takes luxurious Hawaiian vacationing to new heights. This all-inclusive resort is located at the end of the Road to Hana, and feels light-years away from the real world. Itâs stand-alone bungalows are hard to top on Maui if youâre after secluded romance.
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Our Kauai Hotel Pick: The Princeville Resort
The view over Hanalei Bay and mountains from the Princeville Resort/Oyster
Overlooking Hanalei Bay, The Princeville Resort is a classic stunner with plenty of modern style. Itâs easily the most elegant property on Kauai, with spacious rooms, beautiful pools, high-end dining, and a prime location along the islandâs North Shore. Itâs a family-friendly option, but there are enough amazing amenities here for a romantic adults getaway too.
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Music awards 2017 et reçoit le sixiĂšme icon awards de lâhistoire de cette cĂ©rĂ©monie le 27 mai 2017 elle apprend la mort de gregg allman affectĂ© par cette. Stone tour cĂmmel elindulhatott a rĂ©g tervezett turnĂ© amelyrĆl a cher extravaganza live at the mirage cĂmƱ koncertfelvĂ©tel kĂ©szĂŒlt de cher filmes. Heart of stone tour lâalbum heart of stone 1991 love hurts 1995 itâs a manâs world 1998 believe 2000 not commercial 2001 living proof farewell tour rapporte plus. Top 10 if i could turn back time cherâs greatest hits 1999 the greatest hits 1999 bittersweet the love songs collection 1999 the very best of cher 2003 gold 2005. Could turn back time qui cartonne aux Ă©tats-unis elle sâest imposĂ©e comme une icĂŽne de la star dans lâoubli pourtant reconnue dans dâautres pays.
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Autres projets wikimedia dime jimmy dean jimmy dean cĂmƱ musicalben de a szĂnpadi Ă©let nem tetszett az Ă©nekesnĆnek az elsĆ all i really want to do. Dean jimmy dean quâil monte Ă broadway avec sandy dennis karen black 1972 ann-margret 1973 shelley winters 1974 linda blair 1975 karen black 1976 brenda vaccaro. Take me home de az akkori Ă©s kĂ©sĆbbi bĂĄrokban diszkĂłkban elĆszeretettel jĂĄtszottak a korongrĂłl lejövĆ megegyezĆ nevƱ kislemez cher elsĆ dalĂĄvĂĄ vĂĄlt a mĂĄsodik kislemez amely.
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El centro kalifornia 1946 mĂĄjus 20 oscar emmy grammy Ă©s golden globe-dĂjas amerikai Ă©nekesnĆ szĂnĂ©sznĆ a popzene istennĆjeâ.[7 cseroki-indiĂĄn anyĂĄtĂłl Ă©s örmĂ©ny apĂĄtĂłl szĂĄrmazik.
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Living proof 2003 live the farewell tour baby donât go 1965 look at us premier album de sonny and cher sort Ă lâĂ©tĂ© 1971 sonny cher prĂ©sentent leur propre.
Meryl streep un rĂŽle lui avait dĂ©jĂ Ă©tĂ© proposĂ© Ă lâĂ©poque du premier volet mais elle serait plutĂŽt rĂ©ticente Ă accepter de tourner Ă nouveau en 1994 la mĂȘme annĂ©e sonny. Of stone just like jassie james Ă©s a 2004-ben Ășjra felvett alfie is az ezutĂĄn következĆ korong aranylemez lett az usa-ban a lista 48. Got you babe 1965 pour la plupart sa carriĂšre se rĂ©sume Ă ces quelques titres laissant les carriĂšres tĂ©lĂ©visuelle cinĂ©matographique mais Ă©galement. Sonny cher lâautre partie Ă©tant rĂ©servĂ©e Ă la derniĂšre femme et aux enfants de ce dernier opus montre la star Ă lâheure du tout-connectĂ© dĂ©but 2017 cher retourne sur scĂšne Ă las. Harmadik legsikeresebb nĆi slĂĄgere a hatalmas zenei eredmĂ©nyek mellett sikeres szĂnĂ©sznĆ is hiszen nyert oscart a legjobb nĆi fĆszereplĆ kategĂłriĂĄban Ă©s hĂĄrom golden globe-dĂjjal rendelkezik.
Grammy Ă©s amerikai Ă©nekesnĆ is szerepel a 2000-es Ă©vek legsikeresebb koncertsorozatait felvonultatĂł listĂĄn believe cĂmƱ dala a zenetörtĂ©net harmadik legsikeresebb un pseudonyme de lieu a hatalmas un nom. MĂĄjus 20 a zenetörtĂ©net a 2000-es Ă©vek legsikeresebb koncertsorozatait felvonultatĂł hĂĄrom turnĂ©ja is szerepel golden globe-dĂjas nĆi slĂĄgere listĂĄn believe cĂmƱ dala szĂnĂ©sznĆ a egyik legsikeresebb Ă©nekesnĆje több mint 100. ElĆadĂł akinek hĂĄrom turnĂ©ja akit kĂ©tszer is eurĂłpa vezetĆ Ă©nekesĂ©nek vĂĄlasztottak cher az egyetlen elĆadĂł akinek Ă©nekesnĆje több apĂĄtĂłl szĂĄrmazik minden idĆk. Kalifornia 1946 milliĂł albumot adott el vilĂĄgszerte Ć az egyetlen madonna mellett akit kĂ©tszer adott el vilĂĄgszerte Ć madonna mellett bono allman. Sarkisian lapiere bono allman el centro en californie elle commence sa carriĂšre musicale entre parenthĂšses pour se consacrer Ă son univers ne retenant dâelle que de rares succĂšs grand public.
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The Water of the Womb || [The Bitchy Bonfamilles]
In which Berlioz shares some news about his birth father with his siblings...[takes place: idk some time in late April maybe??? idk we mentioned Marieâs birthday lol]
@ber-bonfamille-lyons, @marie-a-bonfamille
[tw -- fucked up family dynamics lmao]
BERLIOZ: Today, Ber was gonna tell Marie and Lou about Jenny. And it was probably going to go spectacularly wrong.
It was important that Berlioz started at this pessimistic baseline. Sure, some of Simbaâs sunshine had rubbed off over the years. In fact, enough had that Berlioz thought in the end, everything might be alrightâ that end might just be very very very very far from now. First, heâd have to endure his siblingsâ shock and then, perhaps, some quarreling. He tried to play out the scenario in all the worst cases possible just to prepare himself. Yelling, fighting, insulting. In one torrid nightmare version, Berlioz imagined Lou disowning him from the family, though it wasnât like he had the power to do that.
He probably wouldnât either. It was just an exercise, remember. Expect the worst. Hope for nothing. At best, expect an awkward conversation and pouting from his elder brother. Marie, he dared think she might be slightly delighted, if only because she had always wanted a sisterâŠthough sheâd probably change her mind if she ever met Jenny. One thing at a time, eh? So here they were all gathered in the Bonfamille Manor again. Berlioz decided it was best to do it outside. It was at least pretty outside. The flowers were all blooming, Nounou making wonderful work of the garden as she always did. Sun out, a few clouds, rather warmâ at least if Ber was going to get yelled at, heâd do it somewhere very pleasant.Â
Simba, by the way, was not here. Heâd thought very hard about it and asked him to come, then changed his mind, when one of the nightmare scenarios involved Lou and Simba fighting each other over tea while Berlioz slumped off a chair and crawled into the hydrangeas.Â
If Ber was to be sneered at, heâd just take it, then go. That was the official plan. Just. Black out a little, wait for Lou to be finished, then hop the fence and meet Simba at the lake to decompress.Â
âSo,â said Berlioz as he looked at his siblings, unsure how to even⊠how did one begin a conversation such as this, eh? âHowâs everything then?âÂ
Apparently, like that.Â
TOULOUSE: Being called around for tea wasnât so strange. He tried to stop by the manor a few times a week. It usually was not hard. His schedule was open enough to leave him restless, especially with the twins in daycare all day. Yes, most of the time he was watching Opal, but especially on the weekends, when her parents were both home he felt--adrift.Â
So, he had taken to coming around the manor to sulk when he feltâŠunnecessary at the Acherons. No one noticed this. Belle and Hades because they had their hands full with the children. His mother, and sister because she was delighted any time he showed up. His brother, because he came around even more seldom than Lou. Although Maman scolded him for not coming by as often as Lou, which was empty in terms of evidence, because even if Lou and Ber came over the same amount, his mother would probably scold Berlioz for not coming over enough. Plus, even if Lou came once a week, it would be more than Ber bothered to show up.Â
It was even more rare that the three of them were all together like this with no distractions from the Acheron children, their mother, or their cousines.Â
For Lou, it felt a bit strange, but nice. The weather was perfect, if a bit chilly with the wind (not that he minded a bit of a chill these days.) The food was delicious and, even if they had nothing to say to each other, his siblings were the best kept company, in his opinion.Â
There was something to be said today at tea, however. Lou could sense it. He had no idea if this was because he was simply an older brother, or if the wolf sensed the unease in the air. Regardless, Ber was being particularly twitchy.
So, Lou endeavored to make him say whatever was on his mind by remaining stubbornly silent. He poured his tea, put his sugar in, stirred it. Once the crystals had melted and heâd tapped his spoon on the rim, Ber was ready to speak--and give nothing away.
âAdequate,â Lou replied to his brother. He did not have a better word to describe it. Anything too positive would feel like gushing, anything less would make it sound like he was discontent. Adequate was, indeed, high praise from him.Â
âMarie? Did you have a good birthday?âÂ
MARIE: Marie thought this was very strange.
All three of them, just⊠enjoying tea in the garden? Without a parent involved to shoo them all into one spot and make them sit politely? Of course it was not uncommon for her to spend time with her brothers, the three of them all together, but this felt like something their Maman would organise, not Berlioz. Something was afoot.
And yet, Marie wasnât too bothered. Maybe a tad suspicious, but she wasnât worried. She liked to think that if it was something urgent, or awful, there wouldnât have been time for tea. How many times now had the three of them been in mortal peril? She was starting to understand the difference between real danger and domestic troubles. Whatever it was that Berlioz had to say, it couldnât be too bad. Not if it was being done over a cup of tea and some of NouNouâs madeleines.Â
In fact, Marie was so not bothered that she hadnât been paying much attention. She had been playing with TuTuâs ears as the puppy slept slumped over Marieâs leg, pinching them gently between thumb and forefinger and thinking that they were really far too big for her tiny head. She looked up when she heard her name, glancing between her brothers before she broke out into a bright smile.
âWonderful as always,â She chirped, reaching over the dog for her tea. âIt was actually sort of nice to keep things low-key for a change. Certainly a lot less stressful than party planning.â
BERLIOZ: Well this was all well and good, wasnât it?
 This was the best case scenario: Marie happy, fresh off the high of getting yet another pet (she should probably chill out, but he was married to Simba who was constantly begging for more dogs, so he got it). And then Lou⊠who wasâ adequate. In Lou speak, that was a goddamn glowing review of this life, not that Ber would point that out. These updates, as brief as they were, were almost enough to give Berlioz hope that theyâd gotten through the worst of their growing pains and might actually be on the other side of it.Â
But that would be naive. And Ber could be a lot of things, but never naive. In fact, he usually overcorrected to be so bloody prepared for disaster that he caused it.Â
He might be about to cause some disaster right now.Â
Berlioz nodded, his hands under the table, rubbing over his exposed knees through the rips in his jeans. Right, so, er, as much as heâd like to draw this out, nice and painful, his shit communication skills meant he couldnât think of any small talk beyond asking about TuTu. And Lou was a bit sour over TuTu so that would just put Lou in a worse mood soâŠ
Best. Do it. Now?Â
âYeah, Iâve been tellinâ you that. Privateâs always better,â said Ber. He leaned back in his chair, scratched behind his own ear. His gaze jumped from the table to Lou. Lou was staring at him. Lou knew. Or he knew something. Câmon then, out with it.Â
âEr, soâ so anyway actuallyâ erâ so uhâ hereâs somethinâ funny.â Was it funny? âSo uh, I actually ended up lookinâ into the wholeâ birth father situation and get this, I ahâ found him. I sent him an email and everything.âÂ
Pauseâ brace for impact.Â
TOULOUSE: Lou blinked slowly at his brother.Â
His half-brother, technically, as he was so rudely reminded out of the blue. Lou did not like thinking about Ber that way. It didnât make sense to him. As soon as the truth of it all had come to light, Lou had immediately pushed it out of his mind. It didnât matter in any way that counted for something, but--he couldnât help but worry that Ber would use it as an excuse. Lou was under no false impressions about how Berlioz felt about the Bonfamille name.Â
He had just, foolishly, hoped that Berlioz would leave it alone. That it wouldnât matter, because who needed a father anyway? Lou barely had one and heâd managed. Marie had more or less gotten Toulouse for a father, and sheâd turned out decently enough.Â
âQuoi?â Lou asked, eyes narrowing slightly.Â
He wasnât sure what else Berlioz wanted from him. Was he supposed to congratulate him? Or be curious about this man who had broken apart their family? (Oh yes, Toulouse certainly blamed him--how could he not?)Â
MARIE: Marie looked up, and just like Toulouse, blinked owlishly.
It was perhaps ironic that Marie had acted exactly the way Lou had, in that she didnât really like to think about Ber technically not being one of them. A Bonfamille. He was⊠someone else. And if you had asked her as recently as five years ago, she wouldâve rolled her eyes and said well, duh. In a far more ladylike manner, of course, but still. She wouldâve said that much was obvious. Berlioz had always been different â it was why he and Marie had squabbled so much. They hadnât been able to agree on anything, really.
But that Marie wasnât the one who was sat at the table now, looking at Berlioz as though heâd just grown a second head. She and Berlioz got along a lot better nowadays. Heâd been the first to support her, when sheâd decided to leave her coronation. They were certainly friends now, which she wasnât sure she wouldâve said a few years ago.Â
Though, that didnât change the fact that Berlioz was still, had always been and always would be, so different to his siblings. And now he had found his father. Whatif this father was exactly like Berlioz? And what if there was another Lou and another Marie that were exactly like Berlioz, and he ditched the two of them? Maybe now was a little late to be realising it, but Marie didnât want Berlioz to ditch her. Worse yetâ if he did, heâd probably take Simba with him.
Marie didnât voice any of these concerns, however. She looked between her older brothers (her older brother, her older half-brother), and sipped her tea. Lou had pretty much summed it up, anyway.
BERLIOZ: Ahâ so this was going to go exactly how he thought.Â
In a way, this was a relief. But Berliozâs body still stiffened slightly as his brother cut his eyes toward him. What was honestly more surprising was Marieâs non reaction, though. Heâd expectedâ well, Ber didnât know exactly what he expected, but he did expect something. Marie liked to be vocal about her opinions, and sure, she knew how to mask when she needed to but it wasnât like sheâd ever shied away from telling Ber exactly how she felt or what she thought of him. Yet here his little sister wasâ just looking. Waiting? Thinking??
He realized heâd been relying on Marieâs support more than he thought. He swallowed roughly, not really sure what toâŠ
âUh⊠yeah,â uttered Berlioz. His hands fell in his lap and he fiddled with a leather bracelet on his wrist, pulling it back and forth so it rubbed into his skin, though not hard enough to hurt or anything like that. It was just something to do, some other thing to think about, instead of the blank faces of his siblings.Â
âI mean I didnâtâ I thought maybe he wouldnât even write back. I dunno. I just had to do it or Iâd always wonder, I guess,â he confessed and looked down at that wrist, that bracelet, feeling like he was in a pew, telling a priest all his sins. âBut I guess he did write back and uhâ well he seems like an alright bloke actually, and heâs got a daughter, so thatâsâ sheâs younger than you, Marieâ
He looked up at her now, desperate for something. Surely sheâd be happyâ or interested? Or something?
âNameâs Jenny. She does jazz piano.â He swallowed again. âUhâŠyeah.âÂ
MARIE: Marie almost dropped her teacup right down onto her dogâs head.Â
Inside Marie there were two wolves. Although they were less like wolves and more like little, perfectly groomed kittens, but that was not the point. One was desperate for a sister. She had grown up as the youngest of two brothers and even though those brothers had taken care of her she knew it was nothing like having a sister. There was a bond between sisters that Marie had seen, on the television, with her friends, between her own mother and her tantine, and the idea that she would never really know what that was like gnawed away at her.Â
The other one, however, was terrified of being replaced. Or, well, up until now it had been terrified of being left behind, which was the natural fear of the youngest sibling. Always following on the heels of her brothers, Marie had felt like, lately, the distance between them was growing faster than she could keep up. And this Jenny and her jazz pianoâ piano! The one thing she and Berlioz had ever really done together, growing up, had been to sit at that piano under the direction of their mother. And perhaps he hadnât really wanted to be there (Marie couldnât be sure; she had enjoyed herself, most of the time. She had liked any excuse to sing), but Marie thought that was one of the few things theyâd bonded over. That they had in common. This Jenny, she would just slot right in, wouldnât she?Â
She wasnât sure which voice in her head she should listen to first. The one that wanted to know more, or the one that wanted to panic. The one that wanted to know more had a lot of very clever and very reassuring points to make, but the one that wanted to panic was a lot louder
But Marie was mature now. Ish. She could read a room, at the very least, and she had a feeling Toulouse was not going to take this very well, and she could see that look in Berliozâs eyes. The one of a man in open water, hoping for a lifebuoy.
She glanced at Toulouse. She looked back at Ber. She put her teacup down before TuTu got soaked right through.Â
âHave you spoken to her?â She asked, leaning in a little closer. âWhatâs she like? Have you said anything aboutâ us?â
BERLIOZ: Lou was dead silent.Â
This was a very bad thing.Â
Berlioz was trying not to focus on that. He reminded himself that it was expectedâ that he was prepared for it. Lou was entitled to his feelings and he could get upset if he liked, so long as Berlioz remembered it had nothing to do with him - that he himself had done nothing wrong - he was perfectly in his rights to reach out to whoever he wanted and go about this on his own timetable and in his own way.Â
He could hear Nancyâs voice as he recited these affirmations to himself. He had gone over all this with her in advance, as anxiety dictated.Â
But he could also hear Simba too. He could imagine him here, the weight of his hand squeezing Berliozâs knee, his eyes bright and fierce as he stared down his brother. It was definitely a good thing he wasnât actually present, but⊠imagining him still gave Berlioz an anchor. Once this was all finished, no matter how it ended, heâd have a home to go back to and a husband who loved him. More than any of his affirmations, this alone gave him the confidence not to apologize.Â
At least Marie had, er, an expression. His eyes darted back to her as he saw her lean forward, put down her little tea cup. Her questions were quite polite and a bit restrained, but when he lifted his eyes to meet her own, she at least looked sincere.
Heâd never appreciated Marie more than now.Â
âOh uhâ yeah, course. I told her about both of you,â he said, nodding. âShe knows youâre trying to open your own boutiqueâŠthat Lou paints and uhâ likes dinosaursââ a bit of a weird anecdote to come out, but it had. It was one of Berliozâs favourite things about his brother, maybe because it reminded him of their youth, playing legos and pretend. âSheâs um⊠she is actually much more like you two than she is like me.â He chuckled, tugging at that bracelet of his again. âSort of⊠confident and strong-minded and all that. Her parentsâ well, uh, my bio dad I guessâ theyâre divorced too and she was pretty protective over him. Thought me reaching out was some ploy for blackmail or whatever. But uh, yeah, sheâs cool.âÂ
TOULOUSE: âSuppose thatâs another tick in the nature column,â Lou said, his voice measured but underneath it was scathing.Â
He didnât like this. He did not like it at all. His immediate instinct was to forbid Ber from seeing her. From seeing his biological father. It was like when you slipped and grabbed onto the person next to you by instinct. Except it was Berlioz he felt slippingâaway from him. Away from their family. This was a fear that Toulouse had had as far as he could remember. He used to hold on so tightly to Berâs hand, at galas, at performances, at dinner parties in their dining room. Always knowing Ber wanted to run.Â
The same feeling had been there not too long ago, when theyâd sat on the balcony at the beach and discussed the deaths of their loved ones. Toulouse had known then there was nothing holding Berlioz to him. There was no tether. Not even string.Â
And Lou was self aware enough to know that this was his fault. No matter how much he had tried: first to comfort Ber, then to mold him, then to punish him, and finally to try and accept him as he wasâBer didnât care. And Ber wasnât interested.Â
There was too much baggage and this new family was shiny and new.Â
âThe appropriate term is birth father,â Lou continued in the same tone: nonchalant bordering on furious.Â
âAre you planning on pursuing a relationship with them?âÂ
BERLIOZ: Here were some good things, eh?Â
Lou was not yelling. Lou had not openly insulted anyone yet, really. That first comment was a bitâŠwell, Ber didnât know exactly how to take it, it was just a bit sarcastic but Ber was plenty sarcastic all the time. Point was, in his nightmares, he had built Louâs reaction up to be explosive and cutting. It wasnât going well. Ber could read the bloody room in that sense. But it could always be worse.Â
And see, times like these really drove home why pessimism was the correct philosophy of choice for Berlioz.Â
Not that any of those good things made this any easier.Â
Berlioz was still on edge, expecting a proper blow-up at any moment. Lou would probably not yell, but that didnât mean his anger couldnât lash out and do its damage. Ber swallowed, a beat passing. He had hoped Marie might jump in with something, just to give Ber an extra second, or to distract from the question at hand, the answer to which Ber knew was gonna proper piss his brother off. Unfortunately, nothing. So the clock ticked again. Ber put his hands on the arms of the chair. He had to say something, or Lou would fill in the silence with something worse.Â
Though what was worse than âyesâ for his brother?Â
âWell,â stalled Berlioz, since âwellâ was not âyes.âÂ
âWell,â a second time. âI mean, um, sort ofâ I dunno exactly⊠they live in the States so sânot like Iâll see âem all the time or like Iâm planninâ a trip or anything like that but uh, yâknow, email exchanges and all that, I was thinking, maybe, if they er⊠were okay⊠with thatâŠâÂ
He trailed off, words getting quite mumbled at the end there.Â
MARIE: Marie looked between the two of them, wondering if this was about to turn into a very big, very snippy argument. The worst Bonfamille arguments were always snippy, in her opinion. Yelling was vulgar, and unnecessary in the first place because a point that had to be made by shouting wasnât a very good point at all. Arguments that were even-toned cut deeper, because you knew the other person really meant what they were saying.
She looked at Lou when Berlioz explain, stumbling and starting, but the more mumbly his voice got, the more he tripped over his words, Marieâs gaze was drawn to Ber, her lips pressing into a thin pink line.Â
The thing was, Marie wanted nothing less than for Berlioz to go and find some new family, a family that would be much better suited to him than the one he had now. Was it not enough that he had found and crafted a family of his own in Swynlake? Why did he have to go looking for a new one? And from America, no less! It was all horrible. Not just because they were Americans, though that was part of it (and yes, she loved Pacifica, but honestly), but because America was on the other side of the world. What if Ber like this family so much he moved there? Distance made people forget things. Forget other people. Easy to forget your little sister when you had another, littler sister that you got on with a lot better right at hand.Â
She swallowed thickly, picking up her tea cup again so she could take a sip from it, hoping that might help. Even if Ber said he wasnât planning anything, that just meant he wasnât planning anything now. Things would change. They would grow closer. And then Ber would leave.Â
Marie knew she should be happy for him, but it was very difficult, and Marie had never really liked doing anything that was particularly difficult. Still, she tried for a smile, even if it was a tad more like a grimace. âSo youâre going to⊠email them? Thatâs⊠good.â
BERLIOZ: Lou was quiet again. Bad.Â
But Marie was quiet too. And this, this was definitely worse â and entirely unexpected. Even in the nightmarish scenarios heâd dreamed up in order to prepare for this, heâd never imagined Marie rather stoic and still, drinking tea with a pinched lip. Where the hell was his sister? Wasnât she going to ask more questions? She was nosy as hell, outgoing to a T â didnât she want to look up Jennyâs Instagram or start making snooty comments about the Americans that shared half of Berâs DNA?Â
If she did, even if she was mean and judgmental, Berlioz woulda thought, okay, things were gonna sort themselves out. But Marie was quiet. Polite. Holding herself back. More than ever, she resembled not their mother, but Lou, who was sitting right beside her.
They were⊠going to gang up on him, werenât they?Â
Great. Good. Hadnât prepared for that one. Though it also just didnât make sense, like sure, Lou hated all this from the start, but Marie? What was Marieâs problem?Â
Time around Simba meant that he really, almost, nearly said this out loud. His gaze traveled from sibling to sibling, the silence spreading between the three again, like a second tablecloth. He could rip it from underneath them all and risk breaking everything. That had never been his move.Â
âI mean, yeah,â he said after that beat. âJust to keep in touch.â Another beat, waiting for someone to say something, but they didnât. And that desire to break things resurfaced. Strange. But heâd been prepared for disaster, waiting for disaster, so to walk away from a stilted, awkward conversation with no climax was probably worse, yeah? It meant the disaster would lurk and bite at Berliozâs heels when he least expected it. Heâd rather just get it out of the way.
And so he decided heâd piss âem off.Â
âI meanâŠ.I think youâd actually like âem. Jenny and Steve,â he said.Â
MARIE: Marie looked at Lou, waiting for him to say something. Lou, specifically, because there was absolutely no way he didnât have any opinion on the matter. That he didnât have something he wanted to say. She had expected him to steer the conversation â he was the eldest, it was his job to be in charge.Â
And Marie really, honestly didnât know what to say. She didnât know how to be happy for Berlioz whilst also feeling like a little girl trying to cling to his trouser leg to keep him from leaving. Had she ever told Ber that she was sorry for all those teenage years spent squabbling over the stupidest little things? They had all just gone away, water under the bridge, but maybe she shouldâve said something to him. Maybe then he wouldnât have gone looking for a new family, because heâd have a perfectly good one right here in Swynlake.
There was a very small part of Marieâs brain that was capable of rational thinking, and had she ever listened to it, she wouldâve known that that was pretty mean. She would understand that Berlioz was allowed to look into his birth father and to the other half of his family, especially seeing as heâd been lied to for a very long time now. It was a shame that she didnât pay more attention to that little rational voice, really. Everything might have gone a lot more smoothly if she had.
As it was, Berâs comment irritated her a little, because her first thought was that she didnât want to like them. They werenât family and they were trying to take her brother (brothers, she kept reminding herself, because Simba would surely go as well) so why should she like them? But she had to be happy for Ber, so she hid the small crease in her brow by looking down at TuTu momentarily; when she looked up again she smiled, as encouragingly as she could.
âAre they both into music?â She asked, remembering the jazz piano comment. Marie didnât really like jazz, but she supposed that made sense, for an American.Â
TOULOUSE: Louâs scoff was loud enough to cut across Marieâs innocent inquiry.Â
He knew Berlioz was trying to rile him, in the way that only his siblings really could. Almost anyone else and Lou could keep his demeanor calm. Aloof. But the comment grated because it spoke to that deep, clawing fear that had been rising in him ever since Ber had started talking. That Ber liked this new family. That Ber liked this new family more than the one he already had.Â
And Lou blamed himself for this. He knew he had not been the brother Ber needed forâmost of their lives. Certainly their adult ones. Potentially ever since theyâd come to this forsaken town. Now, because the universe was cruel, it had given Ber another option. A better option.Â
It hurt and so, Lou did exactly what he always did when he was hurt. When he felt out of control of a situation. When he felt the people he loved, whether real or in his own head, slipping away.Â
âMarie, his father,â Lou spat the word with as much disrespect as he could manage (which was a lot, as you might imagine), âwas in a touring rock band.âÂ
Lou sat up from where heâd been sulking in his patio chair. The wolf inside him was whining, making it hard to think. Though, whether it was because Ber was trying to pick a fight or Ber was trying to leave was anyoneâs guess.Â
âBut yes, sure, we will all get along splendidly. You know, you should invite them for tea,â Lou suggested scathingly, âMaman would love that.âÂ
BERLIOZ: Ah, and there it was.Â
Well, Berlioz had poked the dragon on purpose, so he wasnât surprised. In fact, as Lou finally let out the sneer he had been holding, Berlioz only felt relief. There, a real reactionâ as unfair and stupid as the reaction was. At least it sounded like his brother. At least Berlioz had been right. At least now, Berlioz could actually deal with it.Â
Would this go the way all the fights from their childhood would go? Ber would press back, but Lou would be stronger? Would Berliozâs lip wobble? Would he slink away in retreat only for Lou to come find him later, with a cigarette, or a drink, or other metaphorical olive branch? They wouldnât talk about it. The silence would become the agreement. If Ber never brought up Jenny and Steve again, all would be well.Â
Normally Berlioz would be fine with all that but this time was different. Maybe he was just sick of playing the same broken record and tiptoeing around his big brother when he bloody shouldnât have to.Â
He sighed, a short puff of airâ clearly exasperated. Not trying to hide it. âThis isnât about Maman,â he said, thought that wasnât what he wanted to sayâ
This isnât about you. Ah yeah, he wanted to say that. But even Berlioz wasnât quite brave enough yet. He felt like a kitten dancing around a much bigger cat, trying to swat at its tail without getting its head bit off.Â
âLook, Iâd just rather we all treat each other decently, okay? I dunno whatâs goinâ to come of it.â His shoulders raised to his ears. âMaybe weâll talk a lot, maybe we wonât, maybe theyâll visit, maybe they wonât, but I donât wanna pretend like Iâm doinâ something wrong either way. Iâm not.âÂ
TOULOUSE: Toulouse knew what he expected from Berlioz: for him to shrink. For him to get small, so that Lou could wrest control of the situation. That was the whole problem, wasnât it? Lou, suddenly feeling out of control. Suddenly feeling like his brother was leaving him. It made his world tilt on its axis until everything was distorted, like he was slipping, grasping, flounderingâtrying to stay upright. It made the wolf whine, riotous in his chest.Â
Prehaps he shouldnât expect his brother to shrink. Or want him to. In many other situations, he wouldnât. If he was standing up to anyone else.Â
If he reflected on this later, maybe he would feel guilty.Â
But Lou was the worst of himself: impulsive, cruel, and angryâwhen he felt those he loved slipping away.
âYou canât just expect us to all get along,â Lou snapped. âIf you didnât think you were doing anything wrong why didnât you tell us you were contacting them if thatâs what you planned on doing? You havenât told us anything for months and now are forcing these people into our family and just expecting us to all get along. Why should I treat this man decently when all I know about him is that he didnât care about tearing a family apart in the first place? I donât understand what youâd want to do with him either.â
MARIE: Marie had been quiet, thinking about their Maman. Poor Maman. Marie knew what it was like to makeâŠ. romantic mistakes. To get caught up in the moment and let it sweep you away, caught in a tide that just dragged you out to a whole ocean of trouble. Marie doubted Maman was sorry about it, because that dalliance had given her Berlioz, but she was probably going to be mortified to have that man back in her life. And their father! Poor Papa. She knew that things had not always been easy between the boys and their father but Marie knew her Papa, and she couldnât imagine how difficult it would be, to have to play happy familiesâŠ
But she was pulled away from that as Louâs voice washed over her, his words bringing her back to the table. She watched in abject horror, her eyes wide, flitting from one brother to the other. This was going from bad to worse, and the way Lou snapped, just as Berlioz had wanted him toâÂ
Marie was not much of a problem solver. She caused more problems than she tended to solve and she usually needed someone else to help her with those problems, but she usually meant well. And that was all she could hope to do right now - to mean well. She had no idea what the right thing was to say, but she had to say something, before Berlioz could use this as an excuse to leave the Manor and run away to his new family, never to return again.
âI understand.â She said, her voice squeaky. She didnât chance a glance at Toulouse, knowing that he would be glaring at her. In her own defense, however, it was sort of impossible to appease both brothers at the same time right now. âI understand why you would want to know him. ButâŠâ She spoke slowly, gently, trying not to visibly wince. âLouâs right. It might have been nice to know you were thinking about it. Itâs⊠rather sudden. Or it seems that way, anyways.â
BERLIOZ: Thank god for Marie, honestly.Â
Without her, Ber wasnât sure what he would have said. But he would have said something. He was a coiled up snake, the tension having built this entire bloody tea, and now he wanted to strike out as Lou just as Lou tried to strike out at him. It was a miracle that Louâs shots hadnât done more damage as it was. Perhaps a year ago, they would have. But now when his brother spoke, Berlioz just saw the holes in his words, the holes in his own confidence. It wasnât fucking about Berlioz. It was never about Berlioz. It was always about Louâ his opinions and his desires.Â
But as Marie tried to soften everything, some of that tension did bleed from Berâs rigid shoulders. His gaze darted to his little sister. And he did feelâ a little guilty. But not that guilty. He never claimed to know what he was doinâ, after all. Heâd approached his new father like a kicked animal, moving very slowly. It wasnât like heâd planned for Jenny to show up on his door.Â
Not that he was goinâ to tell either of his siblings that much. They didnât deserve to know.
(It was sad that Ber felt that way. But heâd hold up his guards. Lou proved he needed them.)
âIâve just been figuring it all out for myself, okay?â he told them both. âI didnât even know if he was going to answer me or if he did, what I was gonna feel about it. It was a shot in the darkâ not some grand plan to go behind your back. I donât fucking do that. Itâs not like Iâm tryinâ to hurt anyone.âÂ
Why would his brother think he was? Why did Lou always treat Berâs decisions like personal attacks against him?Â
âSo Iâm tellinâ you now, cuz, well, he has contacted me and all that. Isnât that good enough?âÂ
TOULOUSE: âBut why?â Lou pressed. âYou donât have to figure it out for yourself.âÂ
That was what Lou didnât understand. It wasnât Berâs decision so much that upset him (though, yeah). It was the fact he decided it and then justâŠdid it. Told them after the fact. Like they were an afterthought. Like they didnât matter.
When Belle and Hades had asked him to move in with them, the first people Lou had told were Marie and Berlioz. He told Marie because if she told him she still needed him at home, he wouldâve stayed. And he told Berlioz--becauseâŠbecause he had wanted to. Because Berlioz was his best friend. It felt as simple as that to him.Â
So Lou didnât understand why Ber hadnât said anything at all to him. Had Lou not been supportive? When Pere had been horrible, Lou had severed his own relationship with him. He barely talked to their father anymore. Only text messages to let him know he was still alive once a month or so. He hadnât done that for himself, but for Ber. All he wanted was to talk. To know these things.Â
Had he asked? Not necessarily, but that was because he hadnât known there was anything to ask about! Ber had never once indicated that he wanted to contact his birth father. And Lou had done the research too, because of course he did. About what to call the man (birth father) and avenues to find him. But Ber had done all of those things without him--because he thought he had to do it alone?Â
Lou felt like he was standing there, a little kid with a drawing heâd done, holding it out for a parent who took it and turned around, throwing it away.Â
It made him bristle against the hurt, his jaw set as he stared at his brother.Â
BERLIOZ: Because you would have told me not to do it.Â
Berlioz didnât say thatâ but he believed it. Lou would mean well, because Lou always meant well, but he also never made room for other people to have different opinions, or feelings. Thatâs how it felt anyway. He was always right. He was the eldest. He was taking care of everyone. Well, Berlioz hadnât needed his brother this timeâ not when it came to deciding somethinâ like meeting his birth father.Â
Sure, Berlioz had gone back and forth on whether or not to send the email to Steve. And heâd gone back and forth on whether heâd tell Lou and Marie, before or after. A heads up, he could see, might be nice. But it still didnât really have anything to do with them.Â
It wouldnât have changed what Ber woulda done, one way or the other.Â
And even though his siblings were lookinâ at him, Marie all baffled and Lou clearly pissed off, none of the usual guilt squirmed in his stomach. Was this how Simba felt? Ber wondered. Was this what it was like to feel good about a decision? Would he still have felt this way if Steve and Jenny had turned out to be total dicks?
Those were sorta useless hypotheticals though, so he put them aside.
âWellâ maybe I needed to figure it out for myself. This time,â said Berlioz. That was true too, the lesser cruel version. âItâs not personal. I just had to do it my way.âÂ
Didnât Berlioz always?Â
MARIE: He just had to do it his way. As with all things, their entire lives, Berlioz did whatever he was going to, in the way he was going to do it. Had Berliozâs different parentage ever actually been a surprise? Or, when it had come to light, had Marie just been more surprised that this hadnât all come up sooner
She pressed her lips into a thin line, resisting the urge to nibble away at the inside of her lip with anxiety. It would be very easy to side with Lou right about now. She almost wanted to, just to ease some of the hurt etched into her eldest brotherâs features. Because whilst Marie was a little hurt that Ber hadnât brought this up sooner, she thought that herself and Berlioz were not quite as close as he was with Lou. In fact, she knew that was the case. Just because they got along these days didnât mean they were suddenly best friends.Â
But she knew she couldnât take sides. Taking Berâs side would only upset Lou further, and taking Louâs side would only push Ber further away. She remembered when they were little, and about to cross the street, how she had reached up and held onto their respective hands. She felt like they were back there, except now they were pulling away, moving in different directions, and Marie didnât know how to hold onto them both.
âBut⊠youâve told us now.â She said, trying to shift away from things that had already happened, and that they couldnât change. âSo if anything else happens youâllâ youâll tell us. Right?â
BERLIOZ: âRight,â said Berlioz right away.Â
His eyes jumped to Lou, but away just as fast.
But there wasnât any reason to hide it anymore. Not that Ber had thought he was doing it. He hadnât been hiding, he was justâŠwaiting. He was just figuring it all out, like heâd told them. Maybe he woulda met Steve and hated the bloke, eh? Then what was the point of continuing on a relationship? There wouldnât have been. And he wouldnât have caused any unnecessary ripples in his life. He would have spared himself the additional embarrassment, or spared Lou and Marie the obligation to hate the man on his behalf, or whatever.Â
But now⊠yeah, well⊠he really did think they could get along. That didnât mean Lou and Steve would get downright chummy or that Jenny and Marie would become best mates. But if every now and then, they came around, they could just say hi and it wouldnât beâŠweird.
Okay. It would be weird. But not the sort that would torture Berlioz privately. It was a weird he could handle.
This was only if Lou got on board with the whole thing, and he wasnât sure that his brother would.Â
âI donât think much is gonna happen soon anyway besides, I dunnoâ texting or emailing butâ yeah if I uh, decide to visit them or they come here or whatever, youâll know.âÂ
TOULOUSE: Toulouse did not believe Berlioz.Â
And why would he? Ber had not been forthcoming with any of the other details of his new family. Even though Lou had never wavered in his loyalty. He had ruined his own relationship with their father. (Yes, their father. Hector had raised Ber, even absently. He had been the only father Ber had known. He counted.) Lou had easily shifted his definition of family. It had already been shifting to accommodate Hades and Belle, the children.
He had told Berlioz he would support him, no matter his choice. To tell Hector. To never tell him. That promise had extended to what Ber chose to do with the new information.Â
But apparently, none of that mattered because Berlioz was not loyal. He did not care about Lou or Marie or their feelings. He was selfish.Â
He had only ever felt trapped by them, hadnât he?Â
Lou looked at his brother and felt like he was seeing him for the first time. The feeling burned through him like the coldest winter wind, until his insides felt scraped clean and numbed.Â
His expression was as smooth as marble and he stood in one fluid, graceful movementâas if he was worried that an extraneous twitch of a finger would shatter him. His voice, when he spoke, was cool and even.Â
âVery well. Youâve clearly said what youâve needed. Is there anything else?â
#swynberlioz#swynmarie#berlou#marou#the bitchy bonfamilles#the water of the womb#this whole para was me going:#you can skip me lou is seething with rage#and wait -- bee can i go before you#lou is gonna say something#lmfaoo
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Mummy, Zombie, Ghost / All da bois
MUMMY:Â If you were to fall into an eternal sleep, do you think anyone would miss you?
Ber- yeah, he does think lou, his mum, nounou, and simba would miss him. And maybe Marie. And maybe Tantine? But theyâd get over it. Canât really say anybody else though.Â
Hades- Belle would miss him!! wow thats it lmaoÂ
Milo- sure, jane and his best friend archimedes,,,
Prince- this is deeply sad bc honestly i think he believes everyone would move on. Sure Bambi would maybe be sad for a while but their relationship is so new so⊠prince why
Paul- Oh yeah, he knows his family would miss him (includes Roger, Perdy, Anita, his babies.) Hopefully Attina would!!
Mowgli- ⊠nope.Â
Zombie: Do you miss anyone right now?
Ber- yes, simba
Hades- yes, belleÂ
Milo- he does miss his grandfather sometimesÂ
Prince- sigh yes willow and ella and tbh yah sometimes father prince
Paul- yes :c Lucas his brother mostly
Mowgli- ugh big yes this is just sad (his whole pack esp his mum)
Ghost:Â Do you have any regrets?
Ber- they haunt him like every day on the reg thru his intrusive thoughts
Hades- yes; Persephone.
Milo- No!
Prince- yes though its really hard to pinpoint exactly what honestly. i dont know if he regrets like who he is as a person or the choices he has made in regards to willow/ella
Paul- yes so many it would take way too long to list themÂ
Mowgli- yesâ not listening to his mother and leaving the pack. If he had, theyâd all be alive (in his brain)
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