#obsessed with nomae

[rosemilo]

Pls tell me that this is a totally normal behaviour 🙈

[xplore-the-unknwn]

No wonder Noa and Mae have insane chemistry-

Freya Allan(Mae) and Owen Teague(Noa) in KOTPOTA interviews

They get along so well on and off screen, the chemistry comes naturally. Wes cooked with their dynamic.

[cxnsdellaj]

I'm here waiting for the movie to come out on a platform to edit NoMae in good quality

[suntomemp3]

I cannot believe. That fucking movie. Has me shipping an ape and a human

[artzyleen]

Yep, absolutely exactly how I felt , now I live to see these two ending up together 💕🙏🏻

I came to see a movie that will entertain me because I loved the 3 films before it, I came out of the cinema shipping these two, like hard shipping.

Anyway. Go see Kingdom of The Planet of the Apes, it's awesome.

[claraswritings]

I saw a tiktok of a man who was a chef and made his wife a recipe each week with whatever food the baby was the size of.

that’s so Luca but desserts because he’s a pastry chef

S C R E A M I N G. That is Luca for real 😭.

This was meant to be a blurb but became a full fic.

Pairing: Chef Luca x Reader

Warnings: pregnancy, pure absolute fluff, probable inaccurate food choices- if you can’t eat any of these whilst pregnant, pretend you can. Luca would not make you sick. I am just an idiot. I used a mix of results on google for the size and they all say different things so might not be 100% accurate.

ALSO The baby is a girl because Luca gives me girl dad energy. He’d want all girls. Actually he’d PREFER girls because he is a massive green flag. Fight me.

“Luca babe, the baby is the size of a blueberry!” You showed him the app on your phone. “Isn’t that cute!”

This app had become your obsession. You’d found out you were pregnant at 4 weeks (poppy seed) and made an occasion out of it. Each week you’d open the app and tell Luca how big your little baby was. You’d always hold the app with the picture over your stomach and coo at it.

He found it adorable how excited you’d get and how you’d call the baby little proceeded by whichever seed or fruit it was this week.

“That’s adorable, my love.” Luca responded and kissed you, kissed your stomach. “Our baby blueberry”

***

At work it was all he could think about, his baby, a little blueberry in your womb and before he knew it, he’d drawn up a new dessert and was packing it up. This wasn’t for the menu or for noma. This was all for you and his little baby blueberry.

He presented it to you when he arrived home that afternoon, grinning proudly.

“Blueberry tart with vanilla cream,blueberry sorbet and wild water mint. For my blueberry”

You’d of course cried as the baby hormones were playing havoc with your emotions. Luca, your darling, sweet, perfect Luca had instantly panicked and worried he’d set off your sickness and was at your side asking if it was the taste or the smell or something and offering to go out and get you anything you needed.

You’d sobbed and clung to him and when the tears had subsided, you’d told him it was the sweetest thing and you loved it.

He’d even smeared the cream into a heart and walked back from noma rather than risk it getting dented in the car or on a bus or train, which set you off again.

How could he be so perfect, so doting, so affectionate and so yours.

Luca had kissed you, grinned at how adorable your tears were and insisted he fed it to you on the deck of the boat under the stars.

****

The next week, the little blueberry had become a little raspberry and Luca brought home a whole batch of raspberry danishes. A classic pastry staple but you’d loved it all the same.

It was followed a grape syrup mousse for week nine which Luca spoon fed you in bed. A sticky date pudding when the tenth week rolled around. Week eleven was a lime pandan cake and for your twelve week scan when the baby had reached the size of a plum, Luca spent hours creating a spiced plum clafoutis, which he closed down the restaurant early to present to you.

Each dessert was so lovingly made and Luca began to love the challenge of creating a new dessert and even downloaded the app on his own phone so he could find out too.

After a kiwi sorbet on the thirteenth week fed to you as you walked along the canal and the honey roasted peach with almonds in the park for the fourteenth, Luca managed to convince you to delete the app and let him surprise you with the baby size. You were only all too happy to give up the app, if it meant your lovely Luca getting to surprise you.

By the fifteenth week, he’d laboured an extra two hours one evening to bring you home the first surprise size; Spiced poached pears with hot chocolate and pepper sauce. With anyone else, their husband working later whilst they were pregnant would have been an annoyance that they were working when they should have been painting the babies room or building a cot but with Luca, you fell more and more in love with him with every dessert. You knew whatever he was working on would be extra special. He loved you, loved the bump.

The sixteenth week brought avocado bars that you’d store in the fridge and end up snacking on for the rest of the week. You didn’t usually like avocado but as if your baby knew, you began craving it like crazy. Luca was apprehensive when the avocado picture popped up, nervous about this weeks dessert being based around a food you were never too keen on, but when he’d given you the tray of them you’d greeted him and the bars with the same enthusiasm as you had every other week.

Week seventeen brought a naval orange parfait served to you as Luca painted the spare room on the boat in a beautiful soft yellow. A perfect neutral for your baby. He’d built a cot by hand too and kept pausing to kiss you to thank you for the baby.

As week eighteen rolled around he’d presented you with a white chocolate pomegranate dessert and on that same day, you’d discovered the sketch book.

If he wasn’t a chef, you’d have sworn he could have been an artist. He’d drawn landscapes of Nyhaven or drawn colourful pretty flowers or feathers for you to get tattooed or doodles that would wind up as one of his own tattoos. Sometimes, he’d drawn you. Soft hair over your face as you slept, the curve of your now prominent bump that he’d talk to every night and kiss every morning before work.

Luca had always told you he was no good at school, bunked off too much to be good with Maths or English or Science, but with how precise, perfect, passionate he was about baking you knew he had to have had a creative soul so it was no surprise his art was almost as beautiful as his desserts.

In his newest sketchbook, he’d had drawn every dessert before making it. Perfect, beautiful artist style drawings and next to each one he’d dated it and written the week and the fruit and how many days until your due date.

“Luca” you bit your lip looking down at the sketch book.

“What is it darling?” He’d been busy working in your kitchen on week nineteen. From the smell that lingered on his skin and in the kitchen, you knew it would be one of your favourites. Mango.

“Are you okay? Is the baby okay, my love?”

He’d placed down the bowl and rushed the length of the houseboat to tilt your chin up to look at him with one hand and place the other on your growing bump. He was shirtless, plaid pajama pants hanging sinfully low on his hips. You could see one of the many matching tattoos you shared scattered over his side. His vows to you down his left.

His eyes fell on the notebook and he ducked his head, blush dusting over his cute freckled cheeks. You loved when you could see his freckles, and your head instantly went to picturing a little baby with freckles just like him.

“Spoilers darling” he reached for the book. “We are putting these in a baby book when they’re born”

Needing him there and then, you caught his arm and pulled him down for a long lingering kiss, pressing up on tiptoes to meet him half way.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous Luca.”

You stated before you pressed up on tiptoes and pulled him down into a long, lingering kiss.

“Need to kiss you”

His hand tangled up in your hair and his tongue pressed lazily against yours.

“And you’re so beautiful with my baby inside you” he muttered into your mouth.

God, he was even supporting you on tiptoes one handed, another strong muscular arm around your waist.

You continued like that. A soft intimate make out session, you pressed against him until week nineteens mango bavarois with your favourite passionfruit compote was ready and Luca would pick you up in his toned strong arms like you weren’t several months pregnant, sit you on the counter, stand between your legs and kiss between spoons of it.

***

“Remember at your scan last week, we put the gender in an envelope?” Luca asked you as you walked through the city on your twentieth week.

You remembered and tilted your head. “Yeah I remember…”

“So baby is the length of a banana…or a carrot” Luca explained and then paused. “I have a lovely surprise for you, my darling…I’ve asked one of the chefs to make this weeks. Banana for a boy or erm…carrot for a girl” he smiled softly.

“Like a dessert gender reveal?” You asked, a little smile playing on your lips. He was so thoughtful. That was so Luca and you loved it

“Yeah see, I wanted to keep doing your desserts and I thought it would be a really amazing way to reveal babies gender.”

“Luca you are such a dork, I love you”

Luca broke out into a lob sided grin

“He’s delivering it to the boat today. I know what you’d be like if I picked it up, you’d tease me and ask if I peeked.”

“I know you wouldn’t peek!” You exclaimed “You said you wanted us to find out together!”

“I do darling and we will…soon”

That night, Luca went all out. He lit candles, set up the table and gave you a back rub before his chef dropped off the

“They’re here my love.” Luca said as he turned, two plates with a dome each covering “don’t worry, it’s not twins” he smiled and you rolled your eyes at his playful joke.

“If it was you’d be making me double the desserts!”

He laughed and kissed you before placing yours down and then his.

“What do you want Luca?” You asked him and noticed the blush dusting over his cheeks

“I, uh, really don’t mind, my love…” Luca said but he’d always been a terrible liar and you could tell he had a preference. “Remember darling, banana for a boy and carrot for a girl. On three okay?” He said calmly although you could tell his heart was racing.

You counted down together and lifted the dome lids

“Oh!”

Before you on the plate was an expertly crafted carrot and buckwheat cake, so well designed that you could tell this chef had learnt from Luca.

“Baby girl” was written on each plate.

“Darling…it’s a girl!” Luca looked up at you so full of love, his beautiful soft blue eyes wet and gentle, his smile soft and filled with love. “It’s a girl!” He instantly came over to your side, “a baby girl” he kissed you sweetly and then dropped to his knees and kissed your bump. “Hello my little darling.” He repeated. “I already love you so much, I love you both”

Luca got up, linking your hands and kissed you again over and over before helping you up and leading you to the bedroom where he lay you on the bed and lavished you with love.

“I wanted a girl.” He whispered into your neck later that night “thank you so much for my baby”

“Knew it” you said back as you pulled him back against you.

****

Finding out the gender made it all the more real. All the beautiful that desserts that came in the form of coconut press, followed by a grapefruit pannacotta. Luca, of course, made sure it was a pink grapefruit to symbolise the baby girl.

It was the following week that you first felt the baby kick. In the previous weeks, there’d been flutters here and there but nothing too noticeable.

“I know you must be so uncomfortable my love and please don’t think I’m selfish…” he said as he rubbed your calves on a seat on the boat as you balanced a bowl of papaya cake on your bump. “But you look so beautiful pregnant, I adore the bump”

“You’re obsessed with the bump” you laughed playfully.

Your bump had well and truly popped. It had gone from looking a little pregnant to looking well and truly pregnant. Luca had, as you’d expected, became completely obsessed with the bump.

“Can you blame me? It’s my little baby in there. My little papaya.” He patted it lightly and the bowl wobbled.

“Luca!” You laughed steadying the bowl.

“That wasn’t me that time!” He squeezed your calf and then it dawned on him.

“Was that?” His blue eyes lit up meeting yours and you nodded.

“Think so.” You nodded and quickly lifted the bowl off your bump and put his hand over it, placing yours over his. It was unmistakable this time. The baby kicking.

It could have been ten minutes or an hour of you just sitting like that.

“Love…” Luca’s eyes began tearing up and you leant forward to wipe them. “That’s our baby in there. Our baby. My little baby” Luca rubbed his hand back and forward over, the fondest, most reverent expression on his face as the baby kicked again.

“Maybe she’ll grow up to be a footballer.” Luca said a little hopefully. “Future Lioness captain” he remarked causing you to start laughing.

That was so Luca. He’d never push the kid but of course that would be his first thought.

“Let’s let her finish cooking and start walking before you sign her up to football clubs in Copenhagen okay?”

Luca put his head gently over the bump speaking directly to it. “I already love you so much.” He kissed it before he rose and kissed you “And I’ve loved you my whole life.”

****

The last few weeks seemed to fly through in a mix of desserts including pineapple upside down cake, cantaloupe roll, and candied pumpkin.

You’d picked a name and the babies nursery was all but set. Luca had reassured you that; no it absolutely was not silly to want an ocean waves noises machine despite that you lived on a boat and yes you had the overnight bag packed for weeks. Luca being perfect Luca had even packed a spare one he’d taken to keeping in the car so he’d never need to run back to boat and leave you if you were to go into labour at any time.

It was the night before your due date, you sat with Luca on your boat, lying back against him, head on his chest as he had one hand on your bump and using the other to gently toy with the ends of your hair. Millefeuille with a mix of watermelon and melon rested on your legs.

“Hey” you tipped your head back on against him.“Baby might be here tomorrow.” You whispered low and quiet in the evening “Scared?”.

“Nah.” Luca shook his head “It’s my baby with my darling. Feels like everything is finally falling into place, like it’s the one additional perfect thing we needed.”

Luca would have thought he’d be terrified.

He didn’t know how to be a parent after all. His own father had dipped when he was three. After that there’d been his mums boyfriend James from when he was five to nine. He’d been a nice guy from what he remembered but eventually they’d split too. “Uncle James” had promised to still take Luca and his sister out but eventually the contact dwindled down and it was just the odd Arsenal game or a card on Christmas and eventually even that stopped and then eventually Luca hadn’t seen him since he was eleven.

So it was even to his own surprise that he wasn’t nervous. Not at all. To Luca, you carrying a baby that was his just made sense.

“I just know in my heart this is so right for us” He said, a look of love in his eyes “I love this baby and they’re not even here yet and you know I loved you the moment I met you…Loving you…having this baby with you is the most natural thing I’ve ever felt.”

He leant forward and stole a kiss from your tilted lips.

“I can’t wait my love.”

****

[creepercraftguy]

The 100 Girlfriends with Really, Really, Really, Really, REALLY Stupid Names.

AKA: Everyone in this manga has a name that's a pun or a play on words like Ace Attorney and I'm gonna explain them to you from GF 1 to 28.

Aijou Rentarou - The first syllable of both his names, "Ai" and "Ren" are both spelled with different kanji for "love." "Rentarou" means "Feeling Love."

Hanazono Hakari - "Hana" means "flower" or "blossom" and "zono" means "garden". Her surname is a reference to the expression "Atama ga Ohanabatake," literally meaning, "flower garden in the head." This phrase is used to describe someone who is constantly delusional and imaginative, referring to her lustful daydreams and delusions along with the flower-shaped hairpins that she wears as a part of her character design. "Hakari" is also a homophone for "plan," highlighting her devious nature and scheming brain.

Inda Karane - Karane's full name is derived from a highly typical Japanese tsundere sentence "betsu ni anta no tame ni yattenain dakarane!" ("It's not like I did it for you or anything!") The "In" in "Inda" also means "hospital" which is where she keeps sending Rentarou.

Yoshimoto Shizuka - Yoshimoto can translate to "Lover of Books" and "Shizuka" literally means "quiet."

Eiai Nano - "Eiai" is derived from "A.I." and "Nano" is derived from "Nanotechnology," alluding to her straightfoward, computer-like intellect and mechanistic demeanor.

Yakuzen Kusuri - "Yakuzen" means "medicinal cooking" in literal translation, while "Kusuri" is a homophone for the Japanese word for drug or medicine.

Hanazono Hahari - Her name is the same meaning as Hakari's, fitting since she is also very deluded. Hahari also contains the word "Haha," which also means "mother."

Haraga Kurumi - The "Hara" in "Haraga" means stomach, referring to Kurumi's incredible appitite.

Meido Mei - "Meido" literally means "Maid"

Sutou Iku - Iku's full name is pronounced similarly to the Japanese word "sutoikku", meaning "stoic", as a testament to her high pain threshold.

Utsukushisugi Mimimi - "Utsukushi" means "Beauty or Beautiful" Additionally, "Mimimi" has the kanji for "Beauty or Beautiful" twice, and employs the noma kanji, which repeats the kanji that comes before it. In her full name, the word "Beauty" is written in Kanji three times, and her family name and given name are pronounced in On'yomi and Kun'yomi, respectively. There are technically four counts if the Noma Kanji is counted. Therefore, her name can be interpreted as meaning "extremely beautiful."

Kakure Meme - "Kakure" means "to hide", and the "Me" in "Meme" means "eye," so her full name effectively means "two hidden eyes." The "Ka" in "Kakure" can also mean "splendor or flashiness" referring to the beuatiful face that she keeps hidden under her bangs as to not draw attention to herself.

Iin Chiyo - Highlighting Chiyo's position at her school, her full name written in hiragana strongly resembles the second half of the Japanese word for "class president," - "gakkyuu iinchou." "Chiyo" also has the kanji for "award" and "wisdom," and "Iin" has the kanji for "school" or "institution."

Yamato Nadeshiko - The phrase "yamato nadeshiko," describes the "personification of the idealized Japanese woman." Typically, a yamato nadeshiko is modest and courteous, with long, dark hair that is frequently styled nicely. They wear traditional Japanese attire, and they resemble the kind of woman Naddy's family attempted to turn her into before she rebelled and became obsessed with America. "Yamato" is a term for ancient Japan, and a Nadeshiko is a kind of pink carnation whose name translates to "Japanese Dianthus"

Yasashiki Yamame - "Yasa" means "gentle" or "affectionate", and "shiki" means "spreading" or "laying out" like one would do with seeds in a field. "Sashiki" spelled in a different kanji also means "cutting and planting." "Yamame" can literally be translated to mean "Mountain Woman" referring to Yamame's large size, but "mame" can also mean "hardworking" or "healthy" and "legume" which means "vegetable."

Momi Momiji - "Momimomi" is an informal way of saying squeeze or massage. "Momu" also means "to massage."

Yakuzen Yaku - Like Kusuri, the word "yakuzen" literally means "medicinal cooking," and her first name contains the same word, albeit written in a different kanji. Kusuri even mentions this in the manga directly, to which Yaku responds that her mother named her after her favourite tree, Yakusugi Cedars. Furthermore, when written using the Goroawase wordplay system, Yaku can be written with the numbers 8 and 9 ("Ya" and "Ku"), referring to how she is 89 years old.

Torotoro Kishika - "Torotoro" is a Japanese onomatopoeia that describes something becoming loose and viscous, which refers to the state Kishika enters when she is babied. Kishika also directly translates to "Flower Knight"

Kedarui Aashii - "Kedarui" means languid, listless or feeling sluggish and "Ashi" a slang version of the pronoun, "atashi" often used by gals. Beyond just Japanese, Aashi means "smile" in Hindi, which makes sense given the constant smile she bears on her face.

Nakaji Uto - The kanji for Nakaji is also used in the word "Chuunibyou," a colloquial term from Japan used to characterize early teens with grandiose delusions, a strong desire to stand out, and the conviction that they possess knowledge or secret hidden powers, i.e. exactly what Uto is. "Uto" is also an alternative interpretation of the kanj "shijin," which translates to "poet."

Meido Mai - Similar to Mei, Mai's surname, "Meido" is pronounced in Japanese similarly to how "maid" is. However, it is spelled with the wrong kanji, which could highlight how Mai is an inexperienced maid in comparison to the perfect maid that is Mei. "Mai" can also mean "little sister."

Bonnouji Momoha - The "Bonnou" in Bonnouji means "worldly desires," and "Momoha" means "108" referencing the 108 worldly desires of Buddhist terminology.

Baio Rin - Her full name is a pun on how the word for "violin" is pronounced in Japanese, but also sounds like the world "violent" or "violence." Her name is also a reference to "Biohazard" the Japanese name of the violent horror shooter game series, Resident Evil.

Hifumi Suu - "Hi Fu Mi" literally means "1 2 3" in the Goroawase wordplay system. Suu also means "number."

Kaho Eira - Kaho's name is a pun on "Capoeira" the style of Brazilian martial arts that she practices.

Nekonari Tama - Nekonari contains the kanji "Neko" and "Naru", which when put together means "to become a cat." Tama means "beads" but is also a homophone for "ball" referring to how cats like playing with balls of yarn.

Saiki Himeka - "Sai" means "talent," "ki" means "strange." "Hime" means "princess" and ""ka" means "song." Himeka uses the first kanji of her first name and the second kanji of her last name for her stage name, "Kiki," literally translating to "weird princess" or "strange princess."

Dei Matsuri - "Matsuri" literally means "festival," and "Dei" is derived from the ending particle of Edo dialect speech. "Dei" effectively replaces the standard ending particles "desu" and "da," emphasizing Dei's cockney English dialect.

Usami Shiina - Usami is a short abbreviation of "Usagi no Mimi", which means "bunny ears." Additionally, her full name is a pun on "Ū samishī na" which means "Ugh, I'm so lonely," naturally referring to how Shiina is unable to engage in solo activities due to her autophobia

[cursedvida]

Hi I love your blog and have been equally as obsessed with Noa/Mae since watching it! I’m a sucker for a good enemies to lovers romance (Reylo was my Roman Empire) and I know I’m not reading too far into nomae. There’s just too many integral scenes with then where their chemistry is undeniable.

The scene that really made me realize that this is more romantic than platonic was the cliff scene where he slipped and almost dropped her. When he pulled her back up and she clung to him, he knew she was scared and he wanted to console her. His little “shit” was to make her feel better, to calm her I just know it! 🥹 Like cmon, that scene?? That was so cute.

Also not sure if anyone has pointed this out yet or if I’m late to the party lol but did anyone else notice how their last scene together Mae had that bright blue poncho but Noa had bright blue bird feathers in his arm band. They’re wearing the same color! Could this be the red string of fate?? 🤔

I need the movie to be on platforms already so people can start making gifsets of that scene because it's also one of my favorites and it's pure fangirl material. I seriously can't wait any longer; I need multimedia content hahahah.

Anyways, I don't know if anyone has mentioned it because it hadn't crossed my mind. The fact that they have matching colors isn't a coincidence because color schemes are carefully considered in productions, even though we might assign our own meanings or see what we want to see. But it could be a sign that, despite everything, their fates are intertwined and that despite the temporary separation, they are destined to meet again.

[hollowed-theory-hall]

Hi! I want to know your head canons on SLANG! What sort of things to wizards say to sound cool or evoke thoughts or feelings? What sayings might they have? Do we maybe have any in common with them?

We know that “to have a hairy heart” means to be aloof or cold. (Fm Tales of Beedle the Bard)

I once read a very compelling headcanon that Americans would never use no-maj (for non-magical) as a term cuz they like to shorten things so much, and so American wizfolk would use either ‘noma’ or ‘nomie’. As an American I agree tbh.

I hc that the Hogwarts motto “Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus” [never tickle a sleeping dragon] to be a kind of slang for “don’t do that”.

Like, your friend is getting ready to sneak out of her dorm to go see a guy even though she knows Peeves has been feisty lately. “….Draco dormiens, Molly,” you whisper as she sneaks out the door.

Yeah! Any thoughts?

I love this, and I definitely think there are wizard versions for some common phrases we have (and we actually see some in the books). In my fic I try to add magical variations of phrases to make the world feel more real.

I'd say which shortened version of no-maj would be said would depend on where in the US the wizard is from. I imagine some areas would say "noma" some would say "nomie" and I'm sure there would be other variants. I think it'll just really depend on location.

But most of the idioms and slang I have headcanons for are for the UK.

Some examples I've written into my fic:

Hit him like a bludger - would mean having a strong emotional reaction, like "hit like a ton of bricks"

You look like a dementor’s got you - generally to mean one looks upset or down.

Eating away at his brian like the Fwooper’s song - to mean something is occupying your thoughts, but like, to obsessive levels.

I also like the idea of:

"Confunded" - being used as the word "befuddled"

"Demiguise" - used to the same as calling someone a wallflower, since they become invisible.

"Keep the egg under the toad" - references the process of breeding a basilisk, which is illegal. Means to keep something quite or on the downlow.

"Are you yanking my wand?" - used like saying "are you joking me?" and is an extension of the saying "yanking your wand" that appears in Deathly Hallows.

"Polishing your wand" - is a real thing Cedric and other wizards apparently do, but I am convinced it also refers to jerking off.

"Until the Jobberknoll sings" - kinda like "it isn't over until the fat lady sings", since a Jobberknoll only sings on the moment it dies.

Similarly, saying "Joberknoll song" instead of "Swan song"

"Swearing like a Jarvey" - Like "Swearing like a sailor" since Jarveys are known for being rude and swear a lot.

I have a few more I wrote/thought of, but these are some off the top of my head.

There is also this wiki page that has a list of wizard idioms used in Harry Potter and it's extra semi-canon content (like the video games and pottermore). I don't consider all of this list canon, but there are some I like there, like:

Breed like gnomes (From DH) - meaning breed like rabbits and said by Muriel about the Weasleys

Different kettle of Grindylows (from Hogwarts Legacy) - like saying "different kettle of fish" or "another can of worms"

Dodged a bludger - like "dodged a bullet"

Don't count your owls before they are delivered (from HBP) - like "don't count your chickens before they hatch"

The fire's lit, but the cauldron's empty (from DH) - like "the lights are on, but nobody's home"

I could eat a Hippogriff (from GoF) - like "I could eat a horse"

I'll take Cadogan's pony (from pottermore) - roughly means to make the best of a bad situation

Knockturn Alley's litter epidemic (from GoF) - means something obvious/boring

Yanking your wand (from DH) - means to joke around.

Anyone who has more of these wizard common phrases headcanons, feel free to add more!

[thoughtfulchaos773]

Random syd/claire comparisons

Mikey and Richie about Claire: She's obsessed with science

Syd (to Tina): You want to hear a little more science? [Ready to nerd out on the science of pans]

Another one...

Claire: well you were in France

Carmy: Um, Copenhagen.

Claire: Go to Noma?

Carmy: Worked at Noma.

Claire: Heard it's alright.

Carmy: It's pretty good.

Marcus: Noma's the shit, huh?

Syd and Carmy: The best

[rosemilo]

[notquitebilateral]

Nine people I’d like to know better (Tag Game)

I Got Tagged, Here You Go

Tagged by @gwen-tolios

One-sentence byline: Strange creature of a person who dabbles in many things arts and sciences and likes spreading good feelings.

Last song: Suzie Noma by Muthoni Drummer Queen, found it through the video game Beyond Blue and am quite happy. Did not like swimming around open ocean, that's a nope for me.

Favourite colour: I suppose purple. It can be very lovely in all shades and brings a nice richness or lightness, depending if it is jewel or pastel.

Currently watching: I don't really watch much, as I don't pay for subscriptions. Sometimes anime, my favourite is Mushi-Shi. Someone has me started on Into Your Eternity but it's not getting watched because I have been on gaming/creating recently.

Last movie/tv show: Children of the Sea (Kaijuu no Kodomo), second rewatch finished today. I had my wisdom teeth extracted so I took it easy for a couple of days there and rewatching things has my brain happy.

Spicy/savoury/sweet: Sweet, mostly. Savoury is getting up there. Spicy is a no.

Relationship status: Single-pringle, happy about it, relationships are not my thing.

Current obsession: I’m going to make another shirt today. Or at least cut it. This is going to be the Christmas-themed fabric I got, my last one was the gnomes.

Last thing you googled: Boor-Zwah Dress from Fable II. I know someone who wants to recreate the dress and was trying to find high enough quality screenshots of it for her to do so. It kind of went alright, I only found two decent ones but it is a front and a back.

Tagging: @foldingfittedsheets, @moth-queer, @unashamedly-enthusiastic, @myidealhousehaschickenfeet, @worksfrogressadministration, @mapplestrudel, @ajaxbird, @zooarchaeologyatdinner, @thegaythespian

[thedrown]

Ghosts of The Separatists- Clan Sevelis

 The family of Sikha and Noma’s flyboy friend Amato, Mandalorian clan Sevelis is a fragmented shadow of it’s former self with the future of their legacy laid solely upon Amato’s shoulders...

  The current patriarch and matriarch of the clan are Amato’s parents, Amadeo Sevelis and Okka Maro. Amadeo was groomed essentially from birth to be the heir and future leader of the clan and took to this position as a young man choosing to answer the call of Jaster Mereel’s True Mandalorians in the pursuit of true honour. Before this his kin were little more than an obscure clan who found a niche in offering military training to various Outer Rim worlds left to fend off pirates alone. Unglamorous and not terribly well paying either, the True Mandalorians instead offered a chance for clan Sevelis to rise to something greater and in doing so become apart of uplifting all Mandalorians in the process. In preparation for their new duties Amadeo left his compatriots to prepare their armory and assets as he travelled to Makeb seeking out an old legend told to him by his father. On a remote floating island there would be an ancient warrior clad in the armour of a bygone era of Mandalorian glory and tribulation whom would determine if Amadeo was worthy to undertake this new endeavour in his clan’s leadership.  After months on the planet he would return to Mandalore sporting weathered and battered armour barely in one piece, but he returned triumphant and ready to pledge himself and his kin to real honour. While his clan subsequently gained respect and a level of prestige for their valor during the ensuing civil war with Tor Vizsla’s Death Watch, the disaster at Galidraan all but eradicated their numbers as well as any hope of enduring the post-war struggle of an ever changing Mandalore. Reduced to only a few families, distant and otherwise, Sevelis was crippled and just to survive Amadeo was lucky to join House Skirata as a vassal. Though this carried the image of being accepted moreso for pity than merit only deepening this dark time for them. With all this in mind it came to Amadeo that with the birth of his son there was only one avenue for his future, the future of their entire clan.

 Amato’s mother on the other hand married into Sevelis with her union to Amadeo. Unlike the Sevelis who sought out greater accolades, the Maro family instead operated outside the usual clan and house dynamics of many Mandalorians. As the name implies, they were but a single large, multi-generational family who were exceptionally aggressive fighters that could be found on the harshest worlds and serving the most ruthless warlords. Their reputation for chasing danger was only tempered by their encouragement of marrying off many of each succesive generation into larger houses and clans counter to trying to grow their own as most would. To the Maros it was a very simple principle: individual excellence in the combat arts to the highest discpline and to then “teach” others by adding their way of life into other clans irrelevant how small the effect. If even just their immediate child grew into the Maro mold then that was considered earning their place of honour in the family legacy.   Okka was no different, she was a fierce walking arsenal favouring slimmed yet heavy armour sealed tightly to the body and reinforced throughout while her weapon of choice are two large blaster cannon pods mounted to her gauntlets. It’s unclear how she met Amadeo though rumours abound they were on opposite ends of a bounty and in their competing efforts eventually came together over the mutual frustration of being unable to best the other in direct combat. Whatever the true story, they were and still remain a happily married couple with Okka’s unique background of individuality making her lack the stresses of her future obsessed husband. This made her only a slightly less overbearing guardian to Amato however as while she didnt put on the emotional burden of their entire clan onto him, she did throw him into the lion’s den when it came to developing his skills as a warrior. Yet despite this, Amato always felt closer to his mother due to her encouragement for his small achievments unlike his largely withdrawn father; something that made an unexpected incident the impetus for Amato finally returning to confront his Mandalorian heritage and define it by his own terms.

[azim-steppes]

Tagged by @luciowned to post 5 songs Im currently obsessed with! Thanks for tag :3 (YT hyperlink for songs):

Lilium - Kumiko Noma/Elfen Lied OP

Tokyo Ballerina - Sparta Locals

It’s Time To Clean - Hot Dad

Beauty’s Wicked Wiles - Masayoshi Soken/FFXIV: STORMBLOOD

Touch The Sun - Cryalot

and as the next victims i tag… @rigil-kentauris @valerianvault @zelof @bother-blame @dullsunset @cheapcheapfaker if you want to do it!

[vtuberconfessions]

Drama. While ElaraVtuber, Jtoegi, and Saphera de Noma are good people who bring credible evidence. I saw the vtubers defending VShojo Apricot Froot did not include the twitter evidence elitericefarmer has that does show Froot in the wrong. Her drawing of herself hugging her ex husband DeSynchronizer being proof of this. Why do I wish Froot needs convincing to stop herself into getting into further trouble. Because if I did not pick it up before anyone else did, Froot would be constantly under pressure by the United States government for lying about a United States soldier who faithfully did his tour of duty. VShojo company would be under this kind of trouble with them and Froot might get into a worse depression out of it, if she is seperated from her career. Ironmouse and ProjektMelody need to stop being obsessive with ascending rank into celebrity elitism and help use their

I'm referring to this link. Unlike these fascist Proud Boys of Varis Hangout who keep their own taken evidence to themselves on purpose just to brainwash anyone into their hateful doctrine. I am happy to give my equal share to anyone willing to debunk it. And here it is. ElaraVtuber, Jtoegi, and Saphera de Noma if you are out there reading this. I hope you are ready to debunk it.

https://www.tumblr.com/vtuberconfessions/763332939076534272/screenshot-this-ask-please-hope-you-are-able-to

Another question. Does anyone find it suspicious CINNAStixs willingly threw Froot's ex husband under the bus just to save his own hide from getting questioned further about this incident? It makes me wonder how what kind of person he is under that facade to be this misanthropic and not include elitericefarmer's twitter evidence when he decided to defend Froot. I never saw CINNAStixs made any comment about Froot's hugging her ex husband drawing. How can she maintain this much mental discipline to draw something so well and still not be traumatized at any seconds from now? Traumatic memory flashes happen rather quickly.

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