#oh and Them is the French movie Ils

[emailsfromanactor]

I went looking for more Hamlet photos and found this one of William Redfield and Marlon Brando at an airport! It's from August 5, 1953, so I thought it might be related to their Arms and the Man tour, but I did a bit of digging and found another photo of Brando with a more detailed caption:

No passport, no voyage. Actor Marlon Brando sits dejectedly on luggage belonging to his friend, actor William Redfield, after he was refused an emergency passport by the State Department. Brando was supposed to sail for Europe aboard the Ile De France, but he lost his fifth passport when it was stolen along with his luggage from Redfield's car. The French line politely told the actor they just couldn't take him along under the circumstanes.

A bit more digging and... huh:

Brando and his then regular lover, fellow actor William Redfield, had been thrown off the Ile De France in New York harbour because, for the fifth time, Brando had lost his passport.

Emphasis mine. I did not expect this. Even more digging below!

Okay, maybe based on this picture, I should have expected it? Find someone who looks at you the way William Redfield looks at Marlon Brando:

(The only source I can find for that one is Pinterest, sigh.)

Oh, uh. This is blunt:

During the previous month, Marlon had been seeing a handsome young actor, William Redfield, who had become an almost constant companion. Marlon was hanging out more with this Manhattan-born stage actor than he was with Wally Cox. Marlon chose the lesser role of Sergius, the aristocratic Bulgarian major with Bryonic pretensions. The more important role, that of the pragmatic, anti-romantic Bluntschli, he graciously conceded to Redfield. Among Marlon’s friends, Redfield was the only one lucratively employed at the time. But he gave up a profitable job on TV to follow Marlon to New England. As one of the original members of Actors Studio, Redfield had befriended Marlon. “Befriended isn’t really the word,” [Carlo] Fiore said. “I think he worshipped him. That summer the two men got to know each other on intimate terms.” “I’d known Redfield for several months before finding out he had a gay streak in him,” Fiore said. “Of course, I think most actors have a gay streak in them, even the straight ones. One night on the road I walked into Marlon’s bedroom and found them going at it. Redfield was on top. Seeing me, Marlon shouted, ‘Get the fuck out of my room. Can’t you see I’m busy?’ Redfield was so intent on riding it to the finish line that he didn’t even seem to notice my intrusion.” “Redfield and Marlon were virtually inseparable that summer,” Fiore said, “although both of them got some female ass on the side. But always together. They even fucked chicks together like Marlon and I had done in that long ago summer. Redfield followed Marlon around like he was a lovesick puppy. I think he really fell in love with Marlon. I warned him to keep the relationship physical—not emotional—but the fool wouldn’t listen to me. Like a bitchy queen, he accused me of wanting Marlon for myself. He claimed I was jealous. I was jealous of their friendship, as I wanted to spend time with Marlon, but only as a friend, not as a fuck buddy. Redfield didn’t believe me. Since he wanted to fuck Marlon, he just assumed that I did too.”

That's from Brando Unzipped by Darwin Porter. Carlo Fiore wrote his own book called Bud: The Brando I Knew: The Untold Story of Brando's Private Life. I don't know how reliable either writer is, but the relationship seems not unlikely!

Also from Brando Unzipped:

After The Saboteur: Code Named Morituri was released in 1965, Redfield wrote a famous book on acting, Letters from an Actor, eventually published in 1966. The New York Times ran an excerpt of the book. In it, Redfield claimed that Marlon had "dishonored himself" by appearing in so many trashy movies. The actor built a case that Marlon should give up films and return to the stage, where, as Redfield generously suggested, "he could be our finest Hamlet." Although it was not a vicious critique of Marlon, Redfield's New York Times article produced an avalanche of protests from Marlon fans who defended their star. One reader asked, "If Marlon Brando has William Redfield for a friend, he need look no further for an Iago." An infuriated Marlon told Fiore, "Billy has betrayed me. The Brutus to my Caesar. I can't believe that I ever trusted him." Even though he'd never speak to Redfield again, Marlon did delight in the success Redfield eventually had while co-starring with Marlon's own friend, Jack Nicholson. The two actors appeared together in the Oscar-winning One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, released in 1976. When Redfield died of leukemia the following year, Marlon uttered the following pronouncement: "Even though I banished him as a friend, his death causes me great pain," Marlon said. "Like so many other friends in life, he tried to cash in on his association with me, and that is wrong. He should have stood on his own accomplishments, and be judged as a man that way. Regrettably for him, his epitaph and his only claim to fame will be one achievement: FRIEND OF MARLON BRANDO. Those words should go on his tombstone."

Yikes. ...and coincidentally, the first description of Carlo Fiore that pops up on Google is "an actor who now is remembered only for his friendship with Marlon Brando."

Well. Learn something new every day!

[lapluieellepleut]

Once upon a translation

Since I have completed my ritual/annual rereading of The Sisters Grimm I would like to comment on one very particular title translation in french. But before that let's talk about the others titles.

The titles of the first two books were a literal translation, book 1 went from "The Fairy Tale Detectives" " to "Détectives de contes de fées" and book 2 "The Unusual Suspects" to "Drôles de suspects", nothing more to add. From there the titles will try to incorporate a fairy tale character in it. The only exception will be book 4 with "Once Upon A Crime" becoming "Crime au pays des fées" (crime in fairyland), which is funny because the Netflix movie also named "Once Upon A Crime", adapting the story of Red Riding Hood solving a murder(since she doesn't try to kill anyone in this adaptation) is literally translated "Il était une fois un crime".

So books 3, 5 and 6 include a character in their titles, like book 6 with "Tales from The Hood" becoming "Le procès du grand méchant loup" (The Trial of the Big Bad Wolf). Book 3 "The Problem Child" was translated in "Le petit chaperon louche" which in itself works well as a title(at least in french because in english it's something like "the shady red riding hood"). But I like the double meaning of the original title. Who is truly the problem child in the third book, Red playing with her adorable pet or an uncle who has just appeared? And I really like the original cover which puts these two characters on the same level of importance unlike the new one were the focus is on Red (the og edition vs the 10th anniversary edition is a different tale).

Which brings us to Book 5. And that title actually confused me so much as a kid. So "Magic and Other Misdemeanors" was translated in "Le retour de cendrillon" (Cinderella the return). Understand my confusion when Cinderella is introduced in the first chapters of the book and it's never mentioned that she left town. So where she returns from? And she wasn't mentioned prior book 5 (and she isn't after book 5, at least where I'm at). Additionally, during my recent re-reading, I saw another problem with this translation : before volume 5, a past lover of the girls dad is mentioned so with a title like Cinderella the return....At least she is introduced early in the book. Cindy is an important character for this book and probably during the translation they wanted to highlight a character from a very well-known story in order to attract more readers. But the question remains : from where Cinderella returns?

But I only talk about six books they are nine in total. So there are three more books, so what about their titles ? Oh what books? They have never been translated in french... (It certainly didn’t stop me from reading the books and be obsessed with them). It's funny that the traduction stop before book 7 when we finally learn the identity of the master of the scarlet hand...

To end this post on a more positive note : Puck with his "I EAT PEOPLE" shirt french version "Mmm, ça sent la chair fraîche" .

[missamyrisa2]

Burne's Blues Tickle Scene French Translation~

sooo~ I've always been super obsessed with how tickle scenes in shows and movies might be translated~

if you've never dived into the world of translation and localization, it's absolutely fascinating. The ease of stuff like google translate might give the impression that it's usually a 1:1 word exchange but this is soooo far from the truth. The brute force translations completely gloss over how much interpretation a translator has when working with the text, and then localizing it into something more understandable for the new audience can take the content even further away~

With that in mind~ that alien tickle scene in Burne's Blues. I knowwwwe ~ I go on about it all the time butttt~ I mostly wanted to hear the other versions because I wanted to know how coochie coochie coo would be translated. What I found out when digging up the French version is that it clearly had more dialogue than the original~! In the English version and most others the aliens talk in gibberish, but they're definitely speaking French in this version.

As it turns outttt there is a whole new set of dialogue and I finally have gotten a transcription of it and with the help of a cool friend I translated the lines to English. It's amazing to me that someone decided to write a little story here instead of just having nonsense vocables like every other version.

I'll include the original French because I know some of you know the language~ feel free to tell me how badly I mangled it lol.

Burne: Où est-ce qu'on est, à ton avis ? (Where do you think we are?)

Vernon: Je préfère ne pas le savoir, Patron d'Ong. (I'd rather not know, Boss.)

Alien 1: Ce sont des spécimens très ordinaires. (They are very ordinary specimens)

Alien 2: Oui, mais ça ne fait rien. (Yes, but it doesn't matter.)

Alien 3: Ça suffira largement. (They will be more than enough.)

Alien 1: Tu veux les enregistrer? (Want to keep them?)

Alien 2: Mais oui. (Of course)

Alien 3: Ils n'en valent pas la peine. (They are not worth it.)

Burne: Vous pourriez au moins nous dire qui vous êtes et ce que vous voulez. (You could at least tell us who you are and what you want.)

Vernon: Oh là là, j'ai peur. (Oh dear, I'm scared.)

Burne: Empêchez-moi. Passez-moi. [this one I'm really not sure on, it literally translates to something like stop me and pass me but I'm sure there's something I'm missing, maybe something like pinch me I must be dreaming?]

Vernon: Oh non ! Oh non, non. (Oh no! Oh no no.)

Alien 2: Ça m'étonnerait beaucoup qu'ils aient la même voix qu'Elvis. (I'd be surprised if they have the same voice as Elvis)

Burne: Mais qu'est-ce qu'ils vont nous faire ? (But what are you going to do to us?)

Alien 1: On va vous faire bien rigoler! (We're going to make you laugh!) [the sing-song of the way they say this is such a teasy touch!]

Burne and Vernon: Non, non, non, non, non, non, non, non, non, non, pas ça, pas ça ! (No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, not that, not that!) [the original just has laughs, no begging]

Silly, but so interesting! Based on the line about the voice I think it's the implication they are trying to abduct Elvis, and are disappointed in the quality of the specimens in Vernon and Burne but they still decide to keep them and make them laugh with tickles~! Maybe that's their test to find their target specimen? Anyway the clip is below and I'll shut up about this scene for at least a couple minutes~

[notasapleasure]

The Unforgettable (2009)

Right, this DVD is in Italian. The subs are supposedly in Italian. I have...ok French. I watched without subs (then realised they weren’t there anyway), because concentrating on one set of vibes at a time was enough, but it’s not a complicated film and by and large I think I got the gist. Please forgive my attempts at spelling Italian though.

It’s 2007 and Yash, the famous author of Sex: The Parasistic Desire, is having a Sad as he prepares for his final public appearance and remembers the 1980s...a simpler time. We flash back to 1986, Mauritius, where Yash is a cynical vol-cel type whose attitudes you can gather from the title of his book. He falls madly in love with Padma, who is much more free-living, can go toe-to-toe with him on discussions of what an orgasm is (is it a loss of control? Wonder why that upsets Yash?) and wins him over with lines like ‘what’s your name? I want to know who the author is of the book I’m never going to read’.

They have lots of steamy sex, then Padma disappears, after Yash has become quite clingy and fond of declaring his love for her. About one hour into the movie, Yash manages to track her down to a big villa in the countryside, where she tries to get him to see it wasn’t love, just two consenting adults having a good time. Padma explains that it’s finished. Paraphrasing my understanding of the Italian, Yash: “Why is it finished?” [per que de va finire?]

OH HERE HE IS

swag

Aditya Roy! Padma lives with him in his grand villa, and he’s back early from his conference.

He’s very impressed by the great author [il grande scrittore!] Yash, and invites him to a party he and Padma are having (to celebrate them being together? Married?)

Padma is clearly uncomfortable and says Yash won’t be able to come because he’s leaving - predictably enough, Yash says actually he’d love to come to the party.

Aditya is delighted. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) he leads Yash off for a chat.

Party time!

It’s still the ‘80s! And the slicked back hair isn’t staying slicked back...

Actual babygirl.

Padma is perpetually having the worst time ever, while Aditya giggles like a schoolgirl with his other guests

Padma makes her excuses to go and see her friends, Yash makes his own excuses to follow. Aditya is having fun anyway :’)

After a while, he wonders where Padma is (upstairs, I want to say....being made out with by Yash rather than so much ‘making out with’)

All alone at his own party!

Padma manages to get Yash off her and get away before Aditya finds her to check everything’s ok.

Some time later, Yash is hanging about their house again, trying to win her back. Aditya comes home with good news and Yash hides in the cupboard.

on his KNEES

I CAN’T BELIEVE YASH IS HIDING IN THE CUPBOARD WHILE THEY GET IT ON AND THIS IS ALL WE GET

CHEATED!! I FEEL CHEATED

omg it’s Aditya who should feel cheated and not just because of Yash! Padma’s still seeing the other guy from earlier too! Oh, maybe not exactly...she’s not as keen for it as he is, and luckily Yash walks in and punches him. Yash storms off. He gets absolutely blasted on scotch and borrowed spliffs, watches some guys fighting, then goes to Padma’s (she’s still just hanging about on her own in her room) with a gun to make a load of grand declarations about love and death. He threatens her, then he points the gun at himself. She wrestles him, it falls and goes off, Padma looks horrified, and then Yash leaves.

One year later...

I think he describes himself as Padma’s husband?

Oh he’s here about ‘affari de cuare’? Affairs of the heart? Definitely looks a bit teary-eyed too.

Also says alcohol doesn’t agree with him(?), but Yash shouldn’t let that stop him indulging.

He’s so out of focus in this scene and idk why :/

Oh, he’s not interested in banal formalities. He was thinking ‘hm, Yash is a real guy’ (?) so came to talk to him

como esta Padma...that’s an interesting question, apparently.

Yash claims not to understand and downs his drink (same Yash) (I did try to check the subtitles at this point, only to find out they don’t actually exist)

He says he has to go and catch a flight but Aditya says he’ll come with him as he’s going to the airport too.

Aditya’s waxing poetic in the taxi on the way to the airport and Yash is still like ‘?? don’t understand you mate’

Honestly it would probably make more sense if they were Italian?

I think, to summarise, it’s become clear that Padma’s love is for Yash, not Aditya - who talks about how he was like a man in the middle of the desert before she came along. Aditya gets exasperated with Yash’s politeness, and then Yash comes clean (I think), while Aditya is really going through it. He says how lucky Yash is.

He gives Yash a letter from Padma, asks him not to open it until he’s alone, and um. Dries his tears on Yash’s hand?

It’s not me you should be thanking, it’s Padma.

oh SHIT she dead? She dead! The gun that Yash dropped went off and the bullet ricocheted and hit her in the back. Apparently....complications ensued. I don’t think she told Atidya all those details...he nursed her until the end anyway :’)

In 2007, Yash has written a book called ‘Love Conquers All’, which his publishers seem alarmed by, but which apparently sets the world ablaze in a best-selling way. He makes his final appearance and gives a speech that I understood very little of. But thank goodness for dead women teaching men how to feel emotions!

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Rating

Dead? Aditya is not dead, no!

Evil? Not at all. A doting husband and businessman with amazing fashion taste. I’m fascinated by whatever was going on with all that physicality in the taxi.

Affects the plot? Not really, sorry babe.

I’m really pleased I managed to get hold of this! There was so much more Joplin than I expected (though I do still feel cheated out of a cupboard-voyeur sex scene). Given what it intended to do, I think the film was better than I expected in some ways - though worse and more formulaic in others. It’s never radical to have the woman be the emotional saviour (even passively) and then kill her off. Nevertheless, if I can ever get hold of an English version I’ll happily watch it again - I wouldn’t rule out watching it again in Italian either, but I’m not going to learn Italian for the sake of it ;) it’s no And Then We Danced (a movie I did actually go out of my way to learn a language because of). A solid 3/5.

[thistableforone]

piling up here a couple of tag games I've tagged in ✨

tagged by @taeminsairpods ty 🌺

rules: tag 10 (or less) people you want to get to know better

relationship status: single

favorite color: currently green

song stuck in my head: harakiri by rancore

three favorite foods: i truly enjoy and appreciate food so much i can't choose, the plainest thing will be my fav until i eat something else

last song i listened to: see the song stuck in my head

dream trip: oh ireland!! it lives in my mind rent free🥺

last thing i googled: an open restaurant in croatia for my boss

10 comfort movies:

top gun

top gun: maverick

il paradiso all'improvviso

tre uomini e una gamba

big hero 6

notting hill

the fabelmans

moschettieri del re

portrait of a lady on fire

ice age

tagged by @shoesplease ty 🌸

tea, coffee, or soda? I'm not crazy about any of them but i do enjoy a good coffee

dogs or cats? cats my absolute beloved ❤️

can you play an instrument? like every other italian student i used to play the recorder but realistically... no. i'd love to learn to play drums tho!!

what’s your sun sign? capricorn

first song lyrics that pop into your head? see above lmao harakiri, harakiri e spero tu ci goda / harakiri, harakiri e il petto mi si svuota / harakiri, harakiri e in tanto va di moda / questo è l'harakiri per ogni stronzo che mi odia (this reminds me a bit of the last samurai)

do you have any tattoos? nope

favorite place you’ve traveled? almost 10 years later i'm still thinking about fontaine-de-vaucluse (france), that place felt heavenly

what’s the last movie you watched? bullet train. it's a huge no for me.

do you have any hobbies? i love photography 📸 and reading, writing, going to second hand fairs with my brother. i enjoy leaning about economics and politics when in the right mood. I'm also trying to relearn french. coding would also be very interesting

you can hang out with one fictional character for an hour… who do you choose? OH DEAR how can i choose. i like something relaxing so not mav or ethan lmao. I'll say maura isles ❤️

compliment yourself: I'm calm, reliable and loyal. very down to earth.

ik i should tag sb but so many of y'all have already been tagged idk who to add and i also don't want to bother anyone 😭

[90sloverwithinsomnia]

Armageddon The Hell Out Of Here - 1/1

This is one of many archived fanfics featuring 1st and 2nd generation K-pop acts that I've come across recently. It's all in good fun, and maybe a bit cringeworthy! Just to clarify, I don't post fanfics, so I hope to the people that post and read K-pop fanfics makes sense. Credits go out to the original creator (hgiel) Anrui, Kyorei, and Jacqui.

*Note: Nothing in their post will change (unless necessary), other than being posted here, and the (Link) will be provided to the page that i found it on.

This work is suitable for teen and up audiences.

Characters:

Tony, Kang Ta, Moon Hee Jun, Woo Hyuk, Moon Jae Shin

Summary:

H.O.T face the end of the world...

Chapter 1:

Saturday night was movie night at Kang Ta’s. This week, Jae Won was in charge of brining the movie, and he hadn’t yet come.

“This is what you get for letting him pick.” Woo Hyuk told Kang Ta.

“We all had a turn, it’s only fair.” Kang Ta told him patiently. “If we skipped him, it would hurt his feelings.”

“You know that when he does come, he’s going to have like some melodramatic French movie.” Tony pointed out.

“Look, it’s only fair.” Kang Ta said again. “We all didn’t say anything when you brought Bridges of Madison County last week.”

“That’s a good movie!” Tony scoffed.

“I’ll be the first to admit,” Hee Jun joined in, “It wasn’t bad. I mean, I wasn’t with it at first, but toward the end, I was genuinely interested.”

Suddenly a loud boom sounded and the ground shook so hard, the four men fell to the ground, covering their brain stems while debris of Kang Ta’s Precious Moment’s figurines rained down upon them.

Once the ground settled and they got their wits about them, the four looked to each other for an explanation.

“What the fuck was that?” Woo Hyuk asked.

“Check the radio, maybe there’ll be an emergency message.” Tony suggested.

The radio did indeed have some answers.

“Kim Jung Il has just bombed us.” The reporter...reported. “Everything from Pusan to Inchon has been obliterated. Seoul seems to be sinking into the ocean as we speak. Evacuate and move north as soon as possible”

“Oh my God!” Kang Ta shrieked. “We always do those games, like, what would you take with you if you only had a minute to leave your house but I don’t know what do to!”

“It doesn’t matter, let’s just go!” Tony urged, pulling him toward the door.

“No, I got it, hold on!” Hee Jun said, running off. It was only moments later he was back with a paper bag in his arms.

“What did you get?” Kang Ta asked in a panic.

“Everything in the pantry, Astroglide and your Valtrex. Let’s go!” Hee Jun said, proceeding them to the door.

When they came out side they found Jae Won lay just outside Kang Ta’s door. Both his legs are missing.

“I was almost there.” Jae Won said. “I had my hand on the door and then the world exploded. One more second and I would be inside and fine, but that didn’t happen. A roof fell on me and now I have no legs. This is so my luck.”

“Just throwing this out there,” Kang Ta said out of the side of his mouth to the other three, “But if we leave him here, he’ll die and no one will know. We can just keep this between us.”

“No.” Tony said firmly while Woo Hyuk was already nodded his agreement.

Tony went to pick Jae Won up to carry him on his back and Woo Hyuk leaned in to speak privately to Kang Ta. “He’ll die of blood loss soon anyway.”

They rushed out into the street where other citizens were carrying their cherished mementos while they made a mad dash to the north.

“Oh my God, it’s H.O.T!” Someone cried and Kang Ta skidded to a stop, ready to sign an autograph.

The girl made a bee line for them, looked at Jae Won’s bloody stumps passively then took in the sight of Hee Jun, in all his glory.

“You were so fat.” She told him. “Like really super fat, what happened? I mean, you’re still kind of heavy, but shit, I mean, you were FAT. Obese. This is crazy. For real, you were like shockingly fat. Really fucking fat.”

Hee Jun launched himself at her, pounding her skull into the pavement even as her skull was crushed into a pulp.

“That’s enough.” Woo Hyuk said, pulling him from the corpse. “Don’t take it out on strangers, they didn’t put the chop sticks in your mouth.”

“Do you hear that?” Tony asked suddenly.

The five of them fell quiet, trying to place the strange noise they heard.

“It’s coming from over there.” Jae Won said, pointing to their left. “It sounds like a baby.”

Tony lead the way as they pushed their way through the rushing people and into a house that had been left open.

“It IS a baby!” Tony announced. “Poor thing, someone left her.” He dropped Jae Won back into Woo Hyuk who begrudgingly put him on his back. “Isn’t she cute?” Tony cooed, picking the child up.

“It’s...darling.” Kang Ta told him, flinching away in disgust. “Put it back before it gets you sticky.”

“Look who’s talking about being sticky...” Jae Won mumbled and Woo Hyuk awkwardly high-fived him.

“No, I’m keeping her. I’m going to name her...Cyndi.”

“Cyndi?” Hee Jun asked.

“After Syndi Lauper.” Tony elaborated.

“Okay,” Kang Ta said patiently, “We’re-and don’t get me wrong but-we’re all pretty gay, I’m really fucking gay. I’ll put anything phallus shaped in any orifice of my body, but Tony, THAT is gay.”

“Screw you. I’m calling her Cyndi.” Tony pouted. “Now let’s get the hell out of here before we drop off into the ocean.”

They filed out of the house and back into the street but were stopped shortly by a group of soldiers.

“Everyone, follow us, we’re taking everyone to safety!” They announced.

Soon, they were inside what was previously a sports arena.

“Welcome to the dome everyone.” A solider said from the podium. “We’re all a little frazzled right now, so bare with us. Uhh, let’s see,” he skimmed over his clip board, “Okay, so the ground will have to be your beds, bathrooms are anywhere, but try to keep it down wind. Also, since there are so many of you, food rations are scarce. We’re going to give you each a portion of a nutritious dish called Soybean Green.”

“No!” A man screamed from the crow then scrambled onto stage. “Don’t eat it! It’s people! Soybean Green is people!” He announced right before another solider hit him across the back of the head with the butt of his gun, sending him falling, presumably dead, into the crowd again.

“Don’t worry.” Assured the solider into the microphone. “It isn’t people. We make Soybean Green out of hookers. They aren’t people. Anyway, we need to organize ourselves, so we’re going to do it how God would want it, we’re splitting you into groups by skin colour.”

“That’s not fair!” A woman cried. “We’re all Korean, there is no need for that!”

“Don’t listen to her!” A man cried. “Her maternal great-grandmother was Chinese!”

“Get your ass out of here you foreign whore!” Another woman cried.

“Okay everyone, the genocide can wait.” The solider tried to calm them down. “We’ll sort out the foreigners later. As for now, everyone with the lightest skin come to the front of the dome. If there is any refuge for us, they will be the first to be saved, and then on down the colour scheme.”

“Finally!” Hee Jun cheered, thrusting his fists into the air. “I win at life! Who’s laughing now, huh bitch? No pigmentation, huh? Well at least I have a future!”

“Hee Jun!” Kang Ta cried, throwing his burnt orange body into Hee Jun’s pasty arms. “What are we going to do? I’m so much darker than you, they’ll separate us!”

“This is the end of the road baby.” Hee Jun told him, stroking his hair from his face. “I’ll remember you just like this, being totally pwned by me!” He shoved Kang Ta back and made a mad dash for the front of the dome.

“That BASTARD” Kang Ta balled. “After all I’ve done for him!”

“You’ve cheated on him more times than you’ve touched him and you gave him hepatitis.” Woo Hyuk pointed out.

“And STILL he doesn’t appreciate me!” Kang Ta fumed.

“Cyndi is pretty light skinned.” Tony said, looking down at his gayby. “I don’t want to give her up though, and I can’t leave you.” He said, teary eyed, to Woo Hyuk. “I knew one day my eternal beauty and creamy skin would come between us. They’ll let me into the front, but you’ll never pass. I can’t choose between you, the love of my life, and my child.”

“Whom you found fifteen minutes ago.” Woo Hyuk grumbled. “Cyndi was abandoned once, she can do it again. It’s obviously got something to do with her, so let it go and she can work on whatever character flaws keep causing her to be deserted.”

“Give her to me.” Jae Won suggested. “I’m light skinned enough, she can go with me.”

The three of them laughed in unison. Kang Ta was the first to be able to speak. “It doesn’t matter what colour you are Jae Won.” Kang Ta told him, wiping a tear from his eye. “No one want’s a gimp in their Utopia. Hitler wasn’t all wrong.”

“Attention!” Someone roared into the microphone, silencing the mass of refugees. “This has been a test of the National Terrorist Prevention Agency. You have all done a great job, in the case of a real atomic bombing you would all be safe if radiation wasn’t a factor. Return to your homes.”

Before the actual situation settled into their minds, Hee Jun sheepishly re-joined them.

“You know I was just kidding...Right?” Hee Jun asked, poking Kang Ta with his French tipped nail.

“Kidding my ass.” Kang Ta grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. “If I forgive you, that means we’re even.”

“Even? You’ve given me so many venereal diseases my penis has been in the Guinness Book of World Records.”

“You should be thanking me for that.” Kang Ta said indigently. “Yet another example of how you road my coat tails to fame.”

“Guys!” Tony chimed in. “Let’s not fight. Let’s just be happy our country hasn’t sunk into the ocean, I get to keep my little Cyndi, and we’re all okay.”

“What about Jae Won?” Hee Jun asked. “He’s lost a lot of blood.”

Woo Hyuk glanced back at Jae Won. “Don’t worry about it, he’s dead.”

[trashlord-watson]

"Les Enfants de la Pluie".

It's simply a must watch imo. A beautiful retelling of Romeo an Juliet, but with basically a fire people and a water people. Before Pixar went the 'Elemental' route.

As @a-random-fandom-friend said, we have great dubs who imo often best the english ones (I cannot for the life of understand how the Lion King one sounds so dull in english, i'm so sorry lmao)

Overall all the Astérix cartoons are very nice to watch, but if I have to select the best ones, I'd say 'Les 12 travaux d'Astérix', 'Astérix et Cléopâtre', and 'Astérix et le Domaine des Dieux' (unfortunately, my childhood favourite takes place with native americans and didn't quite age well...)

(also, on the Astérix subject, it's not a cartoon but god, watch the 'Astérix Mission Cléopâtre' movie. chances are you'll miss a lot of jokes but don't worry, no french person get 100% of them either, there just are so many and they're so varied)

A few renowned french cartoon serials are 'Wakfu', 'Les Mystérieuses Cités d'Or', 'Code Lyoko' and all the 'Il était une fois...' series ('La vie', 'L'homme', 'Les découvreurs'... It's old pedagogical stuff for kids, but very iconic)

(Oh and I'm very surprised Random Fandom Friend didn't talk about the Lucky Luke cartoons (': )

Hey. French-speaking people who I know are on my followers list. Recommend me some good French-language animation--either produced in French, or just good French dubs that you enjoyed.

My French reading comprehension is great, but my listening comprehension is garbage, so I wanna watch some cartoons to practice.

[lovecanbesostrange]

21/31 Days of Halloween: Home Invasion

Cape Fear || Don’t Breathe || Funny Games || Hush || The Purge || Shut In || The Strangers || Straw Dogs || Them

“Why are you doing this to us?“ - “Because you were home.“ - The Strangers

[anunvalidcritic]

The Boys: SN2.5

(DISCLAIMER: MY OPINION IS MY OWN AND CAN BE DEEMED INVALID TO THOSE WHO DON’T CARE FOR IT.)

I just finished a documentary on Netflix but as soon as I saw the time I knew I had to come here and do my job for the people!

                                      WE GOTTA GO NOW 

(Photo Credit: @01091006)

Watching the recap makes me want to believe in the relationship of BECCA and BUTCHER

Anyways, this movie introduction is LAME!!!!!!!!!!

“Yeah, so what is that?” - RUBY

I bet you a dollar she’s gonna says she’s a lesbian. 

CALLED IT

I honestly just want to hear the director say cut at this point...

I see the supes are still fuckin’ up impoverished areas.... good to know...

“So, what, they’re all starving but one of them’s got a fucking cell phone?” - HOMELANDER

bro ASHLEY should not have a job where she’s fucking scared all the time. Hope she doesn’t meet her demise by dying in this series. 

I get that BUTCHER wants to release his angry but that definitely wasn’t the way to go my dude. 

“LIBERTY, that supe that RAYNOR was looking into turns out it’s STORMFRONT. Vought changed her name, they’ve been moving her around like a fucking Catholic priest.” - HUGHIE

wtf did he mean by canary. Did he mean it as way of him being able to sense danger or something??

ICONIC DIALOGUE

“What are you watching” - HUGHIE

“A show called Eat My Dick.“ - MOTHER’s MILK

is KIMIKO about to set something on fire?? FRENCHIE stay on that ass 

TERROR’s back!!

I wish my mom’s do was that obedient. 

What a fake relationship.... lol the way he shook his head when he said “french toast”

Ik this mf isn’t dragging the musical Hamilton just because the lead actor wasn’t a white man?????

Bros/Bruhs Dear Evan Hansen is a really good musical. If you don’t like hearing all the singing I get it but it has a strong message of what kids these are going through and what they’re willing to go through just for a little bit of notoriety. 

“Bitch ain’t right in the head.” - RUSSIAN GUY 1

you got that right!!!!

BRO SHE DIDN’T HAVE TO DO ALL OF THAT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!

I like how he kept shooting her in the same spot and didn’t even try to go for the head. 

“Merde.” - FRENCHIE

ICONIC DIALOGUE

“No, we... we came ‘cause we’re worried.” - HUGHIE

“Your cunt sense tingling, is it?” - BUTCHER

“Just so you know that’s TERROR’s girlfriend.” - AUNT JUDY

“What?” - HUGHIE

“His fuck pig.” - AUNT JUDY

Bro BLACK NOIR has no fucking chill whatsoever!

“Ma’am, do you have any nails, ball bearings, electrical wiring, pressurized aerosol products. I need a can about this big. *motions with hands the size* Really appreciate it.” - MOTHER’s MILK

dang, he has me really thinking if I have any of those things in my house smh Lol

oh fuck no not ANNIE’s MOM... send this bitch back home!

Ik this racist mf is not inserting herself into a conversation that she definitely has no right to be in???

“Why are you talking to a stranger about out relationship?” - ANNIE

FUCK A TEAMMATE

Sometimes you just gotta walk away from the bullshit and deal with it another day...

Bro it’s the screen writer who got his dick froze and broken off by a supe while having sex!!!!! And his friend EVAN!!! Some of the best screen writers in the game KMSL

“Guest spots on Queer Eye.” - SETH

My mom fucking loves that show

.... so is MAEVE bisexual and ELENA a lesbian or are they both bi?? 

“We’re gonna take that motherfucker down.” - MAEVE

BUTCHER really is about to commit suicide like that?!?!

Totally forgot about ROBIN he moved onto ANNIE so quickly

Well... BUTCHER kinda said what I was thinking

He better not knock the shit out this boy again LMAO

KIMIKO + CHERIE = BBDB (bad bitchies doing business)

“Que passe-t-il?” - FRENCHIE

Bro you just can’t name drop her brother like that... that wound has not healed yet. 

It’s the cussing in the church for me

I bet that old ass man was problem thinking “these goddamn millennials.“

Not another fucking motivational commercial

Yeah she got a problem that bitch is racist! You know if his heart wasn’t fucked up he could kill her right then in there. 

“Look, I know it’s not easy losing your job. Okay? When I got fired, I tindered my way through Barcelona. Everyone in that city ate my paella. Fucked a guy with elephantiasis. But I got through it and so will you.” - ASHLEY

I bet you anything she no longer has a WAP iykwim

Previous speedster = MR. MARATHON

VICTORIA don’t start lookin’ all scared now! As Megan Thee Stallion once said, “talk yo shit.”

BRO PLEASE TELL THIS IS SOMETHING HE’S THINKING ABOUT DOING AND NOT ACTUALLY DOING!!!!!!!!!!

Now he’s gonna go runnin’ to STORMFRONT after this little mental break down

ICEMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why is she speaking about LENNY in a past tense?? Is he dead?...nvm

it’s amazing how this dude can walk after going through all of that and ofc the goddamn dog gives them away!!

House is fucked up Ik the neighbors heard all of that ruckus. 

BLACK NOIR must be a lab rat because if anybody else had walked through that probably would’ve died. 

“You can’t. Roll the dice cunt.” - BUTCHER

I hope this woman has home insurance. 

Seeing this episode makes me want to be a movie set even more 

STARLIGHT GOTTA CHILL

I don’t see how someone can be so racist but use urban slang like “what’s up”???

Aerosmith’s - Dream On is a legendary classic

These ppl are going extra hard like woah there my dudes

WHAT THE HELL IS IN STROMFRONT’s DNA?!?!??!?!

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I think it’s safe to say that today’s episode wasn’t as nearly weird as Episode 4. As usual a lot went down in this episode and I’m just gonna let all this information marinate in my brain. But I’ll never forget that everyone’s a critic when their opinion matters the least. Episode 6 will be next week.

[peterparkers-bad-youtube-apology]

Il fait un pas à l'extérieur

Existence in Real Time - Chapter 2

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

A/N: The title of this chapter is in french because this is my first semester without taking french and I miss it and it sounds pretty, it means ‘he takes a step outside’

Summary: Peter is allowed out into the world for the first time for a shopping trip with (y/n)

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After two weeks out of the lab Peter truly felt like he was starting to understand how things in the outside world worked. He’d been trying his best to get an understanding of pop culture and how you were supposed to talk to others casually, and there had been some hiccups, but (y/n) kept telling him he was doing great. Peter had quickly decided his initial feelings about (y/n) had been spot on, she was incredibly kind and patient and seemed to have no qualms about spending her free time with him. In fact she seemed to enjoy it as much as he did. She’d come home from school everyday with a list of new things to show him, or a backpack full of different snacks for him to try, and during his first weekend in the penthouse she’d shown him how to order take out so he could try new things while she wasn’t there. Tony was nice too, fun even, but he was usually more interested in Peter’s powers and asking about the lab. He didn’t mind it really, but the rest of the world was much more exciting, and new, and it was a lot more fun than reminiscing about the lab.

For his second weekend at the penthouse (y/n) had promised they’d be doing the thing he’d been looking forward to the most: exploring the city. Tony had given them very strict instructions to let him know exactly where they’d be, and call him if they saw anything even a tiny bit suspicious, but it was still a level of leniency and trust far beyond anything Peter had ever experienced. He had been buzzing all week at the thought, writing up an extensive list of things he wanted to do while they were out. He’d excitedly presented it to (y/n) at 8 a.m sharp on Saturday morning, to which she’d told him to get out of her room and let her sleep in or else, and he’d in turn returned to the living room to try and wait patiently for her to get up. Lucky for him she’d dragged herself into the bathroom at 10 and declared herself ready by 10:30.

“Alright, let’s see that list,” she yawned as they stepped into the elevator.

“Here,” he passed it to her, smiling like it was Christmas morning, “I’m sorry I woke you up so early.”

“It’s okay, just not a morning person,” her eyes scanned over the list with a small hum, “You should knock before you come into people’s rooms though, in case they’re changing or something.”

“Sorry, I won’t do it again,” he promised, “So, uh, do you think we can do all of it?”

“We’ll try, but we can go back out tomorrow if we don’t. What did you want to do first?”

“Well you keep talking about shopping so I thought we could do that first, and then maybe we could eat lunch in central park?”

“Okie dokie, do you wanna get clothes or like try and decorate your room?”

“Can we go to a store with both?”

“Sure, Nordstroms isn’t far and they have everything,” she waved to a man in the lobby as they exited the elevator, “That’s Happy, he’s our driver.”

“His name is Happy?” Peter raised a brow.

She nodded, “Yep.”

“That’s a weird name.”

She rolled her eyes at him before addressing the man, “Hey Happy, this is Peter, dad told him about you right?”

Happy nodded, “Yep, nice to meet you kid.”

“You too. So you drive cars?”

Peter’s introductions could still use a little work.

Happy raised a brow at (y/n), who just pursed her lips, “Yeah, I drive cars.”

“Cool,” Peter glanced to (y/n), not really sure what he should say next.

She smiled and collapsed her hands in front of her, “Happy can you take us to Nordstrom's first?”

He nodded, “Yeah, hop in, I’ll drive the car.”

Peter’s eyes had been glued to the window the entire dive, watching everything they passed in absolute awe. Each block had been packed with more people than he’d met in his entire life, and when they arrived at the store he nearly had a heart attack at the amount of people piling in and out of the doors. Happy had dropped them off right in front of the doors, telling (y/n) to call him when they were ready to leave. She’d grabbed Peter by the arm, weaving them through the crowd with an amount of grace he was certain he would never be able to match.

“Here,” she finally shoved them both onto the escalator, giving Peter a much needed moment to breathe, “The mens and home sections are both upstairs, which do you wanna hit first?”

“Uh, mens.” Truthfully, Peter was getting a little overwhelmed by the crowd, “Is it gonna be this busy up there?”

“I don’t think so. It’s usually not as busy upstairs,” she got on her tiptoes to try and peak at the upper floor, “Why?”

“Nothing, just wondering,” he forced a smile.

She frowned, “You don’t like crowds?”

Peter flushed, “I don’t know, I’ve just never been around this many people.”

“If it’s too much we can go,” she set a hand on his upper arm, squeezing lightly, “I’m sorry Peter, I should have thought about that. We can try going places that are calmer first.”

He shook his head, “I wanna be here, it’s just a little overwhelming. I just need to get used to it.”

She bit her cheek and nodded, “Okay, but if you change your mind just let me know, some people just don’t like crowds, that’s okay.”

“I will, but I’m okay for now,” he followed her off the escalator, letting his eyes wander for a minute, “You’re right, it’s not as bad up here.”

“Yeah, it’s always packed by the entrance,” she walked him to the left half of the floor, where about a million different racks of mens clothes were laid out, “So we just kind of wander around and if you see something you like we can grab it and you can try it on,” she slipped her hand into his, squeezing it firmly, “And if you get overwhelmed you can hold my hand if you want,” she blushed a little when she dropped his hand, “When I got nervous when I was little I used to squeeze my dads hand as hard as I could while we walked around, it always helped me feel better.”

He fought his cheeks when they tried to flush again, “Thanks, that, um, it does help.”

She smiled as she set her hand atop a rack of sweaters, “Just don’t squeeze my hand as hard as you can, you’ll definitely break it.”

“No promises,” he smiled back, “You like those?”

She nodded, “Yeah, they’re soft, do you like them?”

He studied them for a minute, grabbing the sleeve of one before nodding, “Yeah, I like the blue one.”

She smiled ear to ear, taking one from the rack and holding it to his chest, “Definitely a medium,” she concluded, “Alright, one down, anything else catching your eye?”

He shrugged, “Not yet, but that means it's just time to wander around right?”

She nodded, “You lead the way.”

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Peter had picked out five t-shirts, three sweaters, and four pairs of pants, letting (y/n) add things as they went and give her best guess for his sizes before shoving him into a fitting room.

“You’re really good at guessing sizes,” Peter looked down at himself as he exited the fitting room. He’d opted for one of the sweaters and a pair of jeans, it seemed simple enough.

“Yeah, I go shopping a lot,” she looked over him carefully, “Do you like it?”

He shrugged, “Yeah, I guess, it’s comfortable.”

“Well you should like your clothes, you should feel good wearing them,” she hummed, grabbing his shoulders and spinning him around, “I’ve got an idea for this one, so why don’t you change again and I’ll be right back okay?”

“You’re leaving?”

“I’m just gonna grab something, I’ll be back before you even finish getting dressed,” she assured.

“Okay.” Truthfully he was more worried about her being alone than he was himself. “Just come right back if there’s anything weird.”

She rolled her eyes, “I think you’re spending too much time with my dad. I think I’ll be okay to walk five feet from the fitting room.”

He nodded, watching her leave before returning to the dressing room. Next he settled on a t-shirt he’d chosen, it had a scene from the first movies they’d watched together, Star Wars, and a pair of dark grey sweatpants that she’d told him were joggers every time he said sweatpants. She’d picked them out for him, insisting they’d ‘change his life’ with how comfortable they were. He didn’t really get it still, they were basically the same pants he always wore.

“Hey I think I-” he stopped himself mid sentence when he saw (y/n) was still missing. He was worried instantly, his mind wandering to the worst case scenario as he exited the fitting room, but he quickly relaxed when he spotted her just outside the door, talking to a boy their age.

“Oh hey sorry,” she apologized with a smile, “I got caught up for a second. Peter this is Flash, I go to school with him. Flash, this is Peter.”

“Oh, uh, hi,” Peter gave a tight lipped smile as he looked the boy over, “Nice to meet you.”

 Flash nodded, “You too, so he’s like your cousin or something?”

“No, he, um,” (y/n) looked over at Peter, trying to quickly think of something, “He’s working with my dad, yeah, he’s an intern.”

Peter nodded in agreement, “Yep, I’m Tony’s intern.”

“Oh, cool,” Flash’s eyes hadn’t left (y/n) for more than a second, and he seemed to blush when he addressed her, “Well, I’ll leave you guys to it, I’ll see you Monday?”

She nodded, smiling obliviously back at him, “Yeah, you too,” she began retreating to the fitting room, passing Peter a button up shirt, “You should put that on under the sweater, it’ll look nice.”

“He was into you,” Peter hummed as he took the shirt.

“What?”

“He was into you, you know, like romantically. “

She hummed, “I don’t think so.”

“He totally is. Are you into him or something.”

She shook her head quickly, “No, Flash definitely isn’t my type, and he’s kind of an ass.”

“Why were you talking to him then?”

“He’s not an ass to me, just to some of my friends and stuff. Plus if I’m an ass to him it just gives him reasons to justify being an ass to everyone else you know?”

“No, if he was being an ass to my friends,” he paused for a minute, “Well, just you I guess, er, maybe your dad too, anyway, point is, I’d punch him. And maybe he’s not an ass to you specifically because he’s into you.”

“Maybe but I think if he was trying to get with me or something he’d want to get in good with my friends too. And you can’t just punch people, you could give him permanent brain damage or something,” she took a seat in the large chair in the waiting area, “Let’s get back to our fashion show.”

“He would deserve it,” he commented before glancing at the mirror again, “I like this.” 

“Me too. Now go put the sweater back on, and try the black jeans.”

“Yes mam,” he retreated behind the curtain once again, “So do you know a lot of people at school.”

“Kind of, I mean I know most of the people in my grade, but I’m only close with a couple people.”

“Do you like school?”

“Yeah, for the most part.”

He tossed the curtain open and stepped out once again, “You were right, this looks good.”

“Love it,” she nodded in agreement, “You know if you wanted to you could probably enroll with me, I mean not right now or anything, but we could talk to my dad about it.”

He liked the idea, even if the thought was a little nerve wracking, “Do you think he’d go for that?”

“Definitely! He’d have to get you legal documents and make sure you were ready and everything, but I’m sure he’d be down. I think you’d like it too, you’d get to be around a lot of other people our age,” she seemed excited at the prospect, which dissolved any nerves he’d been having, “I don’t think the actual work or anything would be a problem for you either, so just if you wanted too…”

He smiled at her, “I do, I think I’d like that.”

Her big, enthusiastic smile assured him it was the right choice, “Awesome, we can talk to him when we get home then.”

“Yeah, he’ll have to say yes after he sees my new drip.”

She burst into laughter, “Did you just say drip?”

He nodded, “And I know for a fact I used it correctly.”

“Um, okay,” she raised her hands in surrender, “Apparently Peter uses slang now.”

“That’s right,” he winked, “Give me like a week and I’ll have my very own Twitter too.”

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Peter stopped very suddenly on their way to the check out, suddenly entranced by a table full of Legos, “What are these?”

“Legos, they’re little building blocks for kids,” (y/n) explained, her attention staying on the throw blanket she held to her chest.

“Let’s get some.”

She furrowed her brow and looked over at him, “You want Legos?”

He nodded, “This one the Millennium Falcon, it’s cool, we could build it together.”

“Cool is a bit of a strong word,” she mumbled as she picked up the box, examining it carefully, “I don’t know Peter, this one says nine and up, I don’t want you to choke on any of the pieces.”

He rolled his eyes, “Haha, you’re so cute,” he took the box from her with a smile, “We’re gonna get it, and we’re gonna have tons of fun building it together, and then you’re gonna be upset that we only got one box.”

She stuck her tongue out before continuing on her way, “Whatever you say spider-dork.”

“That’s Spiderman to you,” he bit back, “Show a little respect.”

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They’d both been surprised to find Tony in the car when Happy came to pick them up, luckily he’d only come to meet them for lunch so Peter’s day on the town could continue. Peter had sat back while Tony and (y/n) argued over where to eat, finally settling on a sushi place right across from central park. He really couldn’t fathom holding such a serious debate over something as small as food.

“So, how was shopping Peter?” Tony questioned as they sat down.

“Uh, it was fun,” he chewed the inside of his cheek, “It’s really cool seeing all this stuff but I’m excited to see all the stuff outside.”

“I would be too,” he sat back in his chair, looking over his menu lazily, “By the way, did I see Legos in one of those bags?”

“Peter wanted Legos,” (y/n) explained.

Tony raised a brow at him, “You wanted Legos?”

Peter nodded, “Yeah, it was the Millennium Falcon, it’s cool.”

“Cool is a strong word,” Tony hummed, “So is that what you two are planning to do for the rest of the day.”

(y/n) shook her head, “No, Peter’s got a whole list, we’re gonna go walk around the park after this.”

“Let me see the list.” (y/n) passed it to him, letting him look over it quietly for a second before shaking his head. “No, this is no good, this is all tourist crap. Kid what were you thinking?”

“That I’m a tourist,” Peter deadpanned.

“Point taken,” Tony nodded, “Well you do this this weekend and next weekend I’ll make you a much better list than this.”

“Yeah and where are you gonna send us? A tour of New York’s greatest retirement homes?” (y/n) rolled her eyes, “If anyone’s making the next list it’s me.”

“Really? And what’s going on your list hmm?” Tony questioned.

“Midtown.”

“The high school?”

She nodded, “Yeah, Peter and I talked about him maybe going to school eventually so I figure he should check it out first.”

“You wanna go to school?” Tony asked.

Peter blushed before nodding, “I’d like to try, I think it’d be good for me.”

“I think so too, but you have to be sure you’re ready before I get any of that started.”

“I’m sure I’ll be ready soon.”

“I’d be with him too,” (y/n) added, “So if anything happened I’m sure we’d be okay.”

Tony nodded, “Yeah, well I’ll see what I can do about that, in the meantime I think it’d be good for him to get a little more practice being out in public.”

(y/n) smiled ear to ear, squeezing his arm excitedly, “You got it daddio, Peter’s gonna be totally socially adept in no time.”

next chapter

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#5

Hi there !

Sorry for the lack of "original" content on this blog, I'm only reblogging from my favs langblrs right now haha.

Depression as kicked in and I've got many other things to do. Still, I go nearly everyday on tumblr so do not hesitate to send an ask about French language and/or culture, or request a vocabulary list on a special theme... There's no problem at all. I will answer ;)

Have a nice day people ♥

11 notes • Posted 2021-03-24 13:19:14 GMT

#4

do you know loic suberville? he's a youtuber who makes funny shorts about languages French seems to be his favourite target 😜

Hi ! Oh yes I've seen his videos on Twitter ! It's reaaaally funny !

Thanks for this ask, I never thought about sharing his videos here, as I see them on Twitter only XD

Here's my favourite one. It's about "oeuf/oeuf" (egg/eggs in french)

So yeah, go check his TikTok or YouTube channel, his videos are pretty funny. Maybe not as a complete beginner, but when you know French a bit, it's really so fun haha !

13 notes • Posted 2021-05-04 16:55:34 GMT

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Joyeux Poisson d'Avril à tous·tes !

Je suis très forte pour rire aux blagues, pas pour en faire, donc vous n'aurez pas de poisson d'Avril de ma part !

I'm really good at laughing to jokes, but not to make them, so you won't have any from me today !

a joke - une blague

April Fools - Poisson d'Avril (lit. April's fish)

En France, la tradition du 1er Avril, c'est de découper dans du papier des poissons, de les colorier, et de les coller ensuite dans le dos de ses camarades le plus discrètement possible. Les blagues sont aussi récurrentes, évidemment. Il faut toujours faire attention aux annonces faites un 1er avril.

32 notes • Posted 2021-04-01 12:02:54 GMT

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Hi! Do you think Duolingo is a good place to start learning Italian? I'm moving to Italy late September to study and i don't speak a word which terrifies me a little :') Thanks ! and i love your blog ❤️

(Okay so Tumblr doesn't put a notification to tell me there's an ask ? grmbl that's not helpful dear Tumblr....)

Hi there ! I hope I'm not answering this super late... And thank you I'm so glad you love it ❤️

I personally dislike Duolingo a lot. The problem is, the exercises use sentences that often don't make sense. It just stupidly put words that form a sentence together but that's not sentences you will actually use, most of the time.

Still, there are a lot of people who use Duolingo. I think it can be helpful to really *start* learning the language, but I'm not sure you will be able to learn it well and use it afterwards.

Okay so, actually, there are not a lot of apps and websites that will really help you learn a language. I'm starting to realise that the hard way... What I can suggest you :

Follow @sayitaliano and @langsandlit, go through their posts, you will find a lot of vocabulary and beginner friendly posts.

I would suggest these posts : one, two, three

Try to immerse yourself. Listen to italian music/podcasts, watch italian movies (with subtitles since you're a very beginner, of course !) etc...

Learn (almost) everyday. It doesn't have to be long sessions everyday. 30 minutes can be enough if you really spend those 30 minutes in italian learning. Make yourself a planner, try to stick to it, but of course don't blame yourself if some days you just cannot.

Try this : https://ncase.me/remember/ to learn and memorise efficiently everything. With flashcards and spaced repetition.

Maybe try this too, a method to learn by immersing yourself in the language (just like babies do to learn their mother tongue), but actually I've literally just found it so I don't know if it's worth it yet or not : https://refold.la/

Also, don't worry too much about not being able to talk italian. I've been to Roma before learning italian and mostly, people were really nice and would talk with us in english if we couldn't say it in italian.

And : talk with your body haha, it does work !

I hope this will help ! That saying, you can still try Duolingo or other apps like this, but if you really want to learn italian and being able to use it in Italy, I suggest to try the ressources I linked.

Good luck with your course, I hope you will like Italy !

53 notes • Posted 2021-08-11 10:34:05 GMT

#1

How to tell you... We've been WAITING for those.

"Le Visiteur du Futur" is a French webserie with 4 seasons (all on YouTube there's even english subtitles folks !), there are also novels and other things... The webserie ended in 2014. Now the film is in production. Expected for the "post-apocalyptic future of 2022".

"Kaamelott" is a TV serie which aired between 2005 and 2009. The 1st movie (it will be a trilogy) was supposed to be released last year but, COVID, you know. This summer, 21 July 2021, we will finally get it. It's been a whole decade since the last TV episode.

I'm DYING y'all this is so amazing !

(If you didn't watch Le Visiteur du Futur, do it. It's on YT, free)

100 notes • Posted 2021-03-27 15:18:20 GMT

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[wr1ter-reader-dreamer]

Worth It (Pt. 3)

Timothee Chalamet x Reader

A/N: This is the third and final part of my Timmy fic “Waiting”. Like the others, this can be read separately, but it’s better if you read them all. If you like it, be sure to give it a reblog and check out my other work on my master list (linked below). Thanks and enjoy! <3

Warnings: Not much, just jealous Timmy.

Masterlist

Part 1  -  Part 2

Despite how hectic and stressful they could be, I loved award shows with Timothee. He always looked so good in his suits, and I loved that I got to dress up and look good next to him. I also loved how happy he looked interacting with his friends and colleagues, smiling brightly for the cameras. He was so charming, and it was nice to see everyone else witness it too.

For this award show, Timmy was dressed to the nines in an all black suit. The lapel was covered in glittering crystals that caused his eyes to sparkle. His stylist decided to leave his growing curls messy, giving him a wild look that I loved.

“Are you ready, mon amour?” Timmy asked as the car stopped and it was time to get out.

I smiled softly and nodded, “As I’ll ever be.”

He chuckled as he slid out. Taking his out-stretched hand, I allowed him to help me out of the car and over to the small area where we would wait our turn to walk the carpet.

“Have I told you yet how gorgeous you look tonight?” Timothee asked as he pulled me close and rested his hands on my exposed lower back.

“Maybe once or twice,” I grinned, “but I don’t mind hearing it again.”

He growled softly as he looked up and down hungrily, “I love this dress. It might be the best one yet.”

I blushed. The dress in question was sexier than what I would normally wear to an award show, but I had fallen in love the moment I saw it on. It was a simple black with glittery crystal straps that matched Timmy’s suit. The neckline dipped low, showing off my cleavage tastefully. The soft black fabric clung to my curves as it fell to the floor. From the front, the dress was rather simple. The surprise, however, came when I walked, exposing a slit that came all the way up to where my panties should be. That, and the fact that it was completely backless, made the dress a little risqué, but I wasn’t worried. I felt sexier than I had in a long time, and I was loving it.

With a teasing grin, I leaned in close so that only Timmy would hear, “The best part is that it doesn’t allow for any underwear.”

Timmy’s eyes slipped closed, a low groan escaping, but before he could say anything, someone called his name. 

We both turned to see Austin Butler making his way towards us, a large smile on his face. He looked stunning in a dark grey suit with his short blonde hair styled perfectly. I couldn’t help but get butterflies in my stomach at the site of my long time celebrity crush.

“Hey man,” Timmy said, stepping forward to his his costar, “long time no see.”

Austin laughed, “Right? How’s it been?”

Before Timmy could reply, Austin caught site of me, his eyes going wide and a large grin slipping onto his features, “And who’s this stunning woman?”

I blushed and stepped forward to shake his hand, “I’m Y/N, Timmy’s girlfriend.”

“So nice to finally meet you,” Austin said, lifting my hand to kiss with a wink and causing me to giggle.

Timothee cleared his throat and wrapped his arm around my waist to pull me into his side, “So man, you up for any awards?”

I frowned at my boyfriend’s hard tone, glancing over to see that he looked less than pleased.

Austin laughed and shook his head, “Nah man, my publicist just thought it’d be good exposure before we started the press tour for our movie.”

“That’s too bad,” Timothee said with a smug expression, “I’m up for three.”

Austin raised his eyebrow, amused as he turned to me, “Wow, is he always this humble?”

“It comes and goes,” I laughed, glad that Austin was taking this so well.

“Timothee Chalamet!” we all turned toward the sound of Timmy’s name to see one of the workers motioning for him.

Timmy dropped his arm from my waist, instead taking my hand as he started to where we were being called, “Well that’s our cue. See you later man.”

“Bye, it was nice to meet you!” I waved quickly to Austin as I hurried behind my boyfriend.

Before I had a chance to ask what was wrong, Timmy and I were being ushered to the interview part of the carpet. The interviews all went the same, starting off with introductions and a few questions about how Timothee and I were before moving on to questions about Timmy’s most recent and upcoming projects. Even though the focus wan’t on me, I made sure to smile and stay focused the whole time. I was there to make Timmy look good, and if I didn’t pay attention it would look like his girlfriend didn’t care. Still, I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander to the celebrities around me ever so often. Everyone was dressed beautifully, and I waved to the few I knew that I made eye contact with, but my eyes were repeatedly drawn back to Austin. He just looked so good, and he kept glancing at me too.

Too much time later, Timmy was done with interviews and we were stepping in front of the hoards of cameras ready to take out picture. Timothee pulled me close, securing me against his side as we posed. Laying my hand against his chest, I smiled brightly, alternating between looking at the cameras and looking at my boyfriend.

We moved down the line every few seconds, switching poses as we did. Sometimes we would stand side by side, both facing the camera and sometimes we would stand chest to chest, my back exposed to the flashing cameras. The whole timeTimmy stood stoically, a smile never shown.

Two thirds of the way down the carpet I moved to step away from Timothee so that they could get some pictures of him alone. It was our routine for me to leave Timmy with a kiss on the cheek before stepping off to the side of the carpet. This time, however, when I leaned up to kiss him, Timothee turned, capturing my lips with his.

The kiss was way too steamy for the red carpet as Timmy pulled me flush against him. He kissed me firmly, looking smug when he finally released me. Blushing, I buried my face in his chest since he still hadn’t let me move away.

After a few seconds he let me go, hand sliding down my arm to take my hand and pull me the rest of the way down the carpet. I tried my best to hide my chock as we walked into the building, not stopping to pose for any more pictures. I could hear reporters, and even Timothee’s manager, calling his name, but he ignored them.  Instead, he pulled me all the way down to a secluded corner of the main entrance of the building used for the award show.

“What the hell was that?” I glared, hands on my hips. Timmy knew I wasn’t the biggest fan of PDA and that the red carpet definitely wasn’t the place for it.

Timothee continued to look smug as he shrugged, “A kiss.”

“Oh really? I didn’t notice?” I bit back, “What the hell was it doing on a red carpet?”

He scoffed, “Don’t act like you didn’t like it.”

I threw up my arms, completely exasperated, “Timothee! You full on kissed me on the red fucking carpet! What were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that you’re my girlfriend,” he said, anger clear in his voice, “and everybody needed yo be reminded.”

I closed my eyes, sighing as I realized what was going on.

“Tell me this isn’t about Austin,” I said as I stepped closer to Timmy, laying my hands on his chest.

He just looked away with a huff, muttering something in French under his breath and confirming my suspicions.

I sighed again, smoothing my hands over his jacket, “Oh Timmy, what am I going to do with you?”

“He just wouldn’t stop looking at you, even during interviews and pictures,” Timmy said quickly, looking at me finally, “and the other day you were fantasizing about him and you look so good mais tu es a moi, pas a lei, et il ne put pas t’avoir. Je t’aime tellement et…”

“Timmy! Timothee!” I interupted, knowing that if I didn’t he would just continue to rant in French, “Calm down.”

He sighed, wrapping his arms around me and saying softly, “I just don’t want to lose you.”

Smiling softly, I pulled him into a tight hug, “You won’t Timmy, you won’t.” I pulled back to look at him, running my hand over his cheek, “Don’t get me wrong, Austin is hot,” Timmy growled, eyes flashing as they met mine, but I continued anyway, “but I don’t love him. I love you, my sweet, jealous idiot.”

He chuckled and leaned down to nuzzle my nose with his, “I love you too, mon cher.”

“Now that that’s settled,” I said, stepping back and smacking his arms, “what were you thinking with that kiss?”

Timothee shrugged, that smug look back on his face, “You have to admit that those pictures will be great.”

I rolled my eyes, “Your manager is going to kill you.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he mumbled, pulling me close again, “It was worth it.”

[theretirementstory]

Bonjour à tous, the sun is streaming in the window and has managed to clear the frost which arrived through the night. The temperature is currently 5c but due to achieve around 13c.

So my ex-boss had a birthday this week, I hope you celebrated it in style, sir!

The meal last Sunday was  ”different” we started with mache, beetroot, apple with a hint of garlic, followed by sanglier 🐗, lapin 🐇 potatoes, onion and pumpkin, surprisingly tasty and my first time for both meats. This was then followed by the cheese course, a lovely comté and a blue veined cheese (not sure what) which was delicious, then iles flottantes and along with the tea a piece of my date and walnut cake. There were three for lunch, Anie’s friend Monique, who I have met before. It made for a lovely time, however, when Anie lit her fire I knew it was time for me to leave as I could feel my eyelids growing heavy, and could easily have fallen asleep!

This week has been about getting outside and having a walk. I seem to wander the same routes but you can always see something different.

I went to the cinema, the movie was in French, no subtitles. I did enjoy it and understood quite a lot. There were quite a few people in for the 2pm screening, afterwards I paid a visit to the bar for a lovely cup of coffee.

I had an appointment at the hairdresser, as I felt better after a trim, I called at the bar again…… I think you can see how I have spent most afternoons this week!

My friend Marie-Therese called for coffee, cake and bavarder, then she left to go and take her French class. I also had my knitting workshop with the refugee ladies and I am aiming to get the blanket “backed” before I see the ladies this coming Friday.

Talking of blankets, I have eight more rows to knit and the second baby blanket will be finished, just a little hat to knit and I can then deliver then to Monique for her twin grandchildren.

I contacted my young friend, Pauline, yesterday to see if she would be free either of the next couple of Sundays. I am going to go to Paris and we can have a look at an exhibition or two. It has been agreed for 27 February.

I had a surprise video call with my grandchildren “The Daddy and The Mummy” too. It is just so wonderful to see them all, chat and blow kisses to the children. Exciting news is that ”The Mummy” has been accepted by her preferred University, so from September she will be an étudiante.

” The Paralegal “ has had a busy week and has done a few hours overtime to keep up with the amount of work. He is still managing to go out with friends, which is very good. As we know ” all work and no play! ”

Apart from meeting up with Pauline, I am hoping to meet up with my Finnish friend again. I messaged her yesterday and she had been to Paris for the day with her eldest son. Having this wonderful railcard that knocks 70% off the price of a ticket at the weekend is really worth investing in.

Today I will be having the mammoth telephone call with my friends in Bristol. It is amazing what we find to talk about really, but we manage. In these strange times where people are still wary about going out and about too much, it’s good to chat with someone who has different news and views.

Oh I almost forgot, I woke up yesterday morning to a message from  ”The Daddy ”, it was more information on my Great Uncle, who having emigrated to Canada, enlisted in Victoria BC in 1915 and came to France to fight in the trenches. Unfortunately, he was killed it says “ He was bending over a wounded comrade as he was leaving the trenches when he was hit by an exploding shell.” He is buried here in France, we had pieced some information together but this was interesting to read a bit more about him and to see another photograph. This poem just caught my eye, here is an excerpt from The Brook by Alfred Tennyson

I come from haunts of coot and hern,    I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern,    To bicker down a valley.

I will bid you all a ”bon weekend”

[ughgclden]

bee, love, don’t apologise, please, it’s okay, and first and foremost, are you alright?? i hope you’re taking care of yourself, love, but i understand, i don’t think there’s been a year since third grade that i haven’t gotten pneumonia in the winter. I hope you’re feeling alright!!

honestly, dead poets society is one of my only personality traits anymore, i find myself drawing parallels to it constantly, for no reason but i love thinking about it. i’ve watched it so many times at this point, it’s,,, concerning. those tests always take me way less time than they give me, and i used to feel really awkward, i remember i took a bio one once, four hours they gave me, 45 minutes in, i was finished, and the moderator didn’t believe me. i aced it too, like the silly little neil kinnie i am. i’ve gotten used to the ‘worse’ side of being a neil kinnie, and honestly, now that my mum isn’t as controlling about everything as she used to be, it’s easier to deal with. i remember once, i’d gotten an 89 in algebra, and she threatened to pull me out of the fall show. that was a neil perry moment if i ever had one lol. the biggest thing these days is just imposter syndrome, imposter syndrome like oh you’re not hispanic enough, but also, you’re not queer enough, nonbinary enough, things like that. It’s exacerbated some days, but i try.

i watched the it movies on my cousin’s hbo,,, i may or may not have used it without her permission since she forgot to log out of my computer, but that’s neither here nor there. i remember having such a hard time taking the first one seriously initially, because of all the new kids on the block jokes, having a mum who was obsessed with them made it hard, especially when i actually got them all- in truth, the only midnight premiere i’ve been able to make was the force awakens, and i had school the next day too. i’m definitely a richie kinnie, and i have the internalised homophobia (only towards myself though) to prove it /hj my waterbottle has both a sticker of neil on it and a sticker of the r + e carving on it. in case there was any doubt about me lmao. stan kin makes sense for you, honestly, i can see it, i can see it.

okay so listen- no really, i’d bought them with the intention of only drinking half of one that night and spreading them out like that, but then came 9:45pm, and i had a research paper (on womens’ pockets/lack thereof) due at 10am that i simply hadn’t even started, so i downed them all in an hour and got the paper turned in at 5:56 in the morning. but i scare you huh? /hj bee, you’re too sweet, in truth, i’m fairly inelegant, but i try, as for the comforting and cosy, i’ll take you at your word, since that is something only someone interacting with me could discern. i do try to be kind to others for the most part. mainly i think because i’m usually on the other end of mean people.

i’m just perceptive like that bee, i dunno what to tell you, something just tells me, you know? /j and thank you, i always feel a little silly talking about it, because most of the tattoos i want are dead poets society tattoos, i guess some part of me, within the part of me that feels so incredibly tied to it, feels as if if i were able to get a tattoo i’d owe it to the movie in some way, if that makes any sense. i’ve already begged a friend of mine to go with me to get my first once i get to new york, the question though, is what to get first. i’ve got time to make a decision (for once in my life) i just spend a lot of time thinking about it.

honestly, i have never known a school rule to make sense. banning ripped jeans? banning dyed hair? it’s almost as if if they don’t stifle everything natural about kids expressing themselves they dont feel like they’re doing anything. but i digress. the same-sex couple rules were. awful. 12 year old me had enough going on without having an administrator yell at my friend and i for hugging in the courtyard and not leaving until we were a foot apart, but hey.

okay, jumping over a fence to go to a mcdonalds? how coming of age indie movie manic pixie dream girl of you /hj

200k words, is that a challenge? also ahaha not at all like my italian uncle up there just opened a ‘pizzeria’ /hj but mob!star au? might be a project i should start… granted, i’m not as good a storyteller as you, but i can try.

when i was little, i wanted to revolutionise things, i guess. i even actually wrote out a campaign, i wonder if its still somewhere. thank you for believing in me, but these days, bee, i’m thinking less about changing the world, and more about making it the next few weeks, and then the ones after that. little star was aware of so much, but also so little. i wonder what they’d think of me now, honestly.

i did, in fact, teach archery, it was so fun but my arms got SO SORE, and the kid who challenged my archery skills seemed surprised when i actually,, hit the bullseyes. my inner susan was happy then. incidentally the experience is also why i made a playlist called “touchstarved and wanting to teach you to shoot a bow” which low-key slaps when i’m lonely. and bee omg i cannot believe you said im better than susan pevensie i will be thinking about this for the rest of my life thank you- and yes, yes it was named aslan, however did you guess? /j prince caspian<33333

i’ll let you know my results from the tournament, as soon as they come out, and i say this having just put on pjs after taking off my suit, and sitting in the room with my cat in my dear evan hansen hoodie, frantically refreshing the results page because i’m anxious and impatient.

i hope you have a good night, with fitful and restful sleep, i’m sorry this got to be so long, but you know me, i certainly can talk. i’m honestly shocked i even made it to finals, considering i was running off four hours of sleep, having gone to bed at three last night. whoops.

all my love, hugs, and a warm mug of tea,

yours,

star✨

p.s i said yes so that?? happened?? it honestly feels surreal but we’re not gonna be in the same place anymore come the end of this year, so that’ll be something to deal with

P.p.s might just start adding spanish or latin or russian phrases to these if i keep having to translate your cute french bee /lh /hj

star my love, i know you said don't apologise, but i think the word 'sorry' makes up about 60% of my vocabulary. i'm okay!! was just a bit icky, but luckily i've recovered now!!

that's so nice - and again, makes so much sense for you. i think you would work perfectly in welton, i know it. i love bringing the messages from that film into my own life, as silly as it may sound. i'm astonished, and so fucking jealous of you. i used to finish tests maybe half an hour early, but hours is so impressive??? fun fact i did finish my physics final in about 45 minutes and slept for the other hour <3 neil would b proud my love!!! oh my god - i'm so sorry that happened??? but that is also so neil kinnie??? it seems futile me saying this, but i assure you that you are hispanic enough, and queer enough, and non-binary enough. you are enough, period. more than enough even. imposter syndrome is the worst, and i'm so so sorry you're dealing with it.

she did that to herself, you just saw an opportunity /lh a midnight premiere of the force awakens sounds so cute though omg - i hope you had the absolute best time. the r + e carving actually broke me. as a die hard reddie shipper since 2017, seeing the movie make it basically canon?! had me a mess in the cinema.

you are ridiculously comforting and cosy, everything about you feels like a warm hug from a familiar face and i love it. and the way you write is so smooth, it makes me think of a quill smoothly gliding across parchment, the deep black ink unsmudged and pristine. that seems a little pretentious of me, but oh well.

i also want some dps tattoos!! i desperately want "and still we sleep" from todd's poem, and was also so so tempted to get an outline drawing of meeks + pitts dancing on the roof. i love that, and i can't wait until the day you get it, whichever one it may be. my one concern is becoming addicted to them and making my bank account suffer - at least my piercing obsession is a little easier to fund /hj

i've NEVER gotten that - they claim it's 'distracting' but how on earth would it be?? when i got to college, no one was distracted by my dyed hair, and i certainly wasn't distracted by other people's outfits or painted nails. you were yelled at. for hugging. a friend.. what the fuck is wrong with these people??

just call me ramona flowers star /j it was possibly the highlight of my school career, sans hiding in the back room of the music room to avoid a maths test

i bet you're an amazing storyteller, if these letters are anything to go by. it would be a new york times best seller, i know it

we all have to take things one step at a time, i think. that's the only way i really get through things if i'm honest. one day after another and the cycle repeats. i love wondering what young me would think of me now - i'd probably be intimidated of myself, but i like to think i'd be proud that i'm still here, pursuing something i love

that playlist. sounds nothing short of sheer perfection. i too am touch starved and want to teach someone to shoot a bow - even though i.. cannot shoot a bow... but i can wield a sword so, it's close enough.

i saw your message about the tournament results - im so fucking proud of you!!!! you deserve it so so much and i couldn't be happier for you. see, your words and ideas are changing the world, even if you don't realise it.

ps; that is so fun???? omg im so happy for you star, you deserve tis <33 i hope towards the end of this year whatever happens leaves you both happy, no matter how far the distance.

pps; omg no.. please don't do that.. aha that would be awful... definitely wouldn't make my heart race.. haha not at all

all of my love, star. pardon the pun, but you are out of this world ;) i'll leave you with one of my favourite quotes;

il n'y a qu'un bonheur dans la vie, c'est d'aimer et d'être aimé <3

[selfcareparker]

okay fghsgdj yes you can say girl ! my pronouns are she/her :) okay but fr pause, i read this like 3 minutes after you posted it (or at least my notif said 3mins lmao) bUT IM IN BED AND I USUALLY HAVE MY COMPUTER OPEN WITH YOUR RESPONSE SO I MAKE SURE I ADDRESS EVERYTHING AND THEN SEND IN THE ASK ON MY PHONE HDGSJSH anyway, time to get my ass up 😔 but wait i find you so funny like honestly, reading that cracked me all the way up. and i feel the “lol” thing so hard!!!! idk why i do it all the time (i’m tryna stop) but i’ll say something with lol at the beginning and lol at the end... it might be a defense mechanism at this point lol (😔) AND (i need to stop with the uppercase too it’s not funny anymore) I DONT KNOW WHY I LAUGHED SO HARD JDHSK WHEN YOU SAID ALSO AGAIN HAHAHAH LIKE UR HAHHAH also my sleep schedule is not pretty either lmao but i’m homeschooled so i never have to get up for anything? hhdhsis idk but i’m glad you slept!! you need sleep!!

also (pls no i cannot) why did i not know what ykwim meant until i reread this?? like it makes so much sense- anyway! i think it’s so cool that you’re excited for university! idk why but i do lol like you’re getting ready for the future (masters degree and all that) & you’re (maybe) going to england anyway so that’s cool haha (hopefully when you go you can see your relatives 🤞🏾)

the fact that you get happy seeing my asks i- 💓💓

you make me wanna go to London & England so bad urghhhh like i’ve only been out of the country once (to Canada for a family reunion) but it sounds so prettyyyyy & i’m so sorry that cov*d is messing everything up and i hope you can see your relatives soon :(

now to address the whole english speaking/writing: I FIND THAT SO WEIRD DUHSKSJ i don’t know how an english speaking person could say that if you don’t write it 100% grammatically correct.... that it’s wrong? when literally, over here at least, WE’RE SO GRAMMATICALLY INCORRECT HAHHAAH in both the way we talk and write!! and lol you’re welcome,, AND THE PARAGRAPH DID MAKE SENSE HDHSJSH & your rant is fine because... that is actually a bit ??? bc no one writes with 100% grammar lol

OH MY GOSH (see this uppercase thing is addictive) YOU STUDIED LATIN FOR 6 YEARS??? that’s really cool 🥺 the way that you know/speak 3+ languages i- NOT EVEN 3+ LIKE 6+ (german, english, latin, french, serbian, italian, and everything that comes with latin lmao) even if it’s just a tiny bit like wowee. it is really fascinating!!! i had the opportunity to take latin and i... didnt. i took art instead BUT ONLY CUZ MY FRIENDS WERE IN THAT CLASS AND ART LOOKED FUN IM SORRY

PLEASE WHY DO YOU KNOW EVERYONE?? that sounds so fricking cool tell your mom (mum or mama it’s really fine lol) that she sounds awesome. i think Jamaica would be fun either way!! i mean it looks pretty from pictures? i was a baby so i honestly have no recollection hahaha

LMAOO NOT U SAYING THIS IS LONGER THAN SOME OF MY FICS- PLEASE GIRL IM TELLING YOU I VERBALLY LAUGHED HAHAHAHAHAH but yea you really don’t need to apologize i like reading everything you say 🥺 HDKSHS AND UR FINE WE WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT ME BEFORE uhhh hmm uhh lemme think i, well, i saw chaos walking yesterday (big tom holland fan over here) and it was alright.. my mom acted a fool at all the jump scares LMAO but it was funny... since i’m talking about movies (this is hella random i know) but i like shark movies HDKJSSJ my favorite is the meg (it’s so good ohmigosh) and the 47 meters down movies aren’t bad either... i have two younger brothers... iiiii AM IN LOVE WITH MUSIC PHEW anddd i’m homeschooled (i think i mentioned that lol) i think that’s a good amount ahahaha AND IM HUNGRY RN JDHSJ

now. please. let me address the edit. i just want you to know that.. when i talk about your fics and i finish them and everything i’m not looking for more? like obviously if you’re writing i’m gonna read it but you don’t need to feel pressured or anything (idk if you do) to put more fics out lol like they’re great and i’m just sending the praise bc i love the ones that are there :’) but i’m so happy you’re working through your writers block!!! yay so so happy for you!!! and PUHLEASE anything you write is fantastic, i feel the exact same way when i write but girl. you’re fine. it’s gonna be great. (idk if this made any sense but... okay)

(and my cousin calls her mom mama so it’s really okay hahah i even call my mom mama sometimes) (and where you got the number “16 sentences” beats me but i still cracked up) (is this me pretending i had tags? maybe) HAHAHAHA OK BYE ❤️❤️ why did this take me so long to send i have no clue, AND WHY AM I OVERTHINKING EVERYTHING I SAID SHAJSHSJ ANYWAY BYE btw i love us too... like iconic // lovely anon 💓

me reading this:

also the dedication you put into sending me stuff— like with the laptop and phone and ahsksk 🥺🥺🥺

i’ll update you when i’ve started uni btw, i’m getting more and more excited every single day haha but i still have 3 weeks until it starts and even then I’ll obviously have to get used to it and everything, but you’re making me even more excited about it sksjshsg

yeah i wanna go to england too dkshsh let’s be sad together over the fact the we can’t travel eksjsh😔😭 but hopefully the wait will make it even better in the end <33 also i talk to loads of relatives over the phone at least once a week so it’s not too bad for me! but i miss their house 😭lmao

and i knowww snshsh so many native english speakers just make so many mistakes— and obviously i get that some things are slang but some things are simply wrong ajsh, the thing is no one has ever told me that my english is bad (i know it’s not bad anyway, but i’m still insecure) or no one has ever pointed out any mistakes, but yeah it’s mostly just insecurity dkshsg but yes thanks for saying what you said (previously as well as in this ask)😌🥰

Okay now for latin— girlll i don’t blame u for choosing art over latin esp. when all of your friends are doing art as well!! I’d choose art over latin as well lol skshsg but in year 6 we had to choose between latin and french, and at the time i didn’t like french? which was dumb of me and now i wanna learn french ekdhs but i don’t regret choosing latin at all bc if i properly learn french one day then i’ll already know understand loads of stuff (or at least some stuff lol) just thanks to latin 😌😌 but still, art>>>latin skskshshgs

I wanna watch chaos walking too!!! But i don’t get when/where/how it’s out lmao, cinemas are still closed here so i’ll either have to wait or find it somewhere online... il*egally 🥰 i don’t have high expectations at all btw but i like daisy and tom and the dog🥺 so i think i’ll enjoy it

GIRL SHARK FILMS SHARK FOLMS SKSJSHSHS okay so there are a few classics i haven’t watched yet, and also a few new ones that i haven’t seen yet BUT I LOVE SHARK FILMS SO MUCH SKSHSGSGSKK the first like proper shark film i ever watched was the shallows (which i like but my brain is still too small to comprehend what happened at the end (i mean i get it but i just can’t imagine it— idek if you’ve seen the film but skshhs)) and after watching it three times it does get a bit boring (but now whenever i see pictures or videos of big waves i’m just waiting for a shark to show up like come ON SKSJSG

^^^that pic/scene really traumatised me sksjsh but i still like the film

I only watched jaws like a few months ago, and i get that it’s a classic and also that it’s old and they just didn’t have the best.. equipment or special effects or whatever but i mean... look at meg and then look at jaws.... no disrespect to jaws at ALL but the meg is so much cooler. (That one scene on the boat where the shark just JUMPS OUT OF THE WATER AND SKSJSHHSUSJHA i get such a shock every time it’s so good (and the dog aww aksjshssli 🥺🥺🥰 and the boy with the ice cream lmao he’s iconic)

47 metres down, wow, i liked that film too. (i’ve only watched the original/first one i think) i mean that is such a fucking nightmare scenario like ALSJDHSNEMSKDJSHSJSKWBALSODUEWBSLDKHDJSNSKSKSHSGEBWKAISGSHEKEKSKLDJDJDHDHSHAGGA (that’s the best way i can express my feelings about that scenario lmao)

oh and i’ve recently been watching more horror films but i don’t know if they’re for me... I like the thrill and whatever but i just end up being scared for my life when i have to go to the bathroom at night or when i’m trying to sleep bc suddenly my mind is flooded with all the scary shit from the films 💀💀💀

and music i mean... you know those people who just don’t listen to music? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEM???? i honestly like all genres especially in the last year, i am IN LOVE with Nicki Minaj + Megan andddd Stormzy and i like Harry Styles but i prefer his first solo album (and obviously one direction has bangers i have a throwback 1D session at least once a month), I also love MGK especially his new stuff and otherwise i mostly listen to german artists lmao. So who do you like?💖 (WHY DO I FEEL LIKE YOURE GONNA SAY SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SKAHAGUS IF YOU LISTEN TO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT MUSIC DONT JUDGE ME AJSHDJS) (i know you’re not gonna judge me but)

++ @ the thing you said about writing, don’t worry, i don’t feel pressured at all!!! (not by you and not by anybody else.. except myself sometimes lol) and i’m just very happy that you liked my fics 🥰🥰🥰 and if i start telling people that i’m writing a fic then sometimes it puts a bit of (healthy) pressure on me. like yes sometimes it really is writer’s block, but sometimes i really am just lazy ddkshhd so now that i’ve told you i’m writing a fic i might get my ass up quicker than i would if i hadn’t told anyone 😌😌😌

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So I couldn’t stop thinking about Joe & Nicky and Origin of Love, and that spiraled into a MIKA-specific playlist because that’s just the kind of gay I am. Enjoy!

It can be shuffled, of course, but the song order forms a narrative structure as well. Selected lyrics are under the cut for anyone interested!

Playlist title comes from the live performance of Lollipop where the lyrics were changed to "but now I'm 32 years old / and all that bullshit I was told / I lived my life and love was found / and love never let me down"

*I personally did not do any of the translating for the French or Italian, but please let me know if there’s an error that should be corrected! Click the titles for the full song translations!

Any Other World:

Take a bow, play the part of a lonely, lonely heart / Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in, to the world you thought you lived in

I tried to live alone / But lonely is so lonely, alone / So, human as I am / I had to give up my defenses

Overrated:

Words get broken, cut me open / Love confound me, kill me quickly / Breathe out, breathe in / Throw me living off the deep end while I’m sleeping / I'm a crazy fool, I'm a fool addicted / To the touch of you, to your poison kisses / What you got to lose? / What do you think this is?...

Offered up my wrist, and you thought you hit it / But your arrow missed, couldn’t kill me with it / All I asked of you was to free my pain / So you couldn’t do this to me again

Heroes:

It's your blood on me / And my blood on you / But to make you bleed / The only thing I wouldn't do...

We fight, we yearn / We never learn / And through it all / The hero falls

I wish there was a way / To give you a hand to hold / 'Cause you don't have to die in your glory / Die, to never grow old

Porcelain:

It's a small cry that is screaming inside / It's a paper cut that is bleeding me dry / Porcelain, it's the state that I'm in / Hold me carefully, just one breath could shatter me

'Cause you and I, were one of a kind, unbreakable / How was I supposed to find / Out that I'd crumble

I Went To Hell Last Night:

I went to hell last night / Followed you there, I was standing by your side / The saddest thing I've ever seen / Made me angrier than I've ever been / But in the darkest place, a saving grace / After all we've been through / Though it kills me to say this / There's a little bit of God in you…

And one day you will see / Part of you is part of me / There's a little bit of God in everything

L’amour Fait Ce Qu’il Veut:

Pour ce salaud [For this bastard] / Je fais le tour de la terre [I go all around the world] / Jusqu'au Congo [To Congo] / Je m'enfuis dans le désert du Sahara [I flee into the Sahara Desert] / Tout en haut du sommet de l'Himalaya [Way up high from the Himalayan peak] / Sur la lune, à Cuba [To the moon, to Cuba]

Mais l'amour fait ce qu'il veut, fait ce qu'il veut de moi [But love does what it wants, does what it wants with me] / Mais l'amour, baby blue, fait ce qu'il veut de nous [But love, baby blue, does what it wants with us]

I See You:

I'm sitting across from you / I'm dreaming of the things I'd do / I don't speak, you don't know me at all / For fear of what you might do / I say nothing but stare at you / And I'm dreaming, I'm tripping over you

Truth be told, my problems solved / You mean the world to me but you'll never know / You could be cruel to me / Why go risking the way / That I see you?...

I'm standing across from you / I've dreamt alone, now the dreams won't do

Talk About You:

Walk through the jungle that used to be my town / Everything's different, you've turned it upside down / It happened to me, totally unprepared / Just the beginning, but I'm not even scared / ‘Cause living like this is risking all that I know / And if it kills me, that's the way I want to go

Domani:

Cercherò una scusa per sentirmi fragile [I'll try to find an excuse to feel fragile] / Perché tu mi fai paura e non lo so nascondere [Because you scare me and I can't hide it] / Il cuore ha sempre ciò che vuole [The heart always has what it wants] / Ma io vorrei soltanto i graffi sulla schiena [But I just want the scratches on my back] / Nudi nel retrovisore [Naked in the rear-view mirror] / In macchina io e te con la radio accesa [You and me in the car with the radio on]...

Pensiamo troppo al domani [We think too much about tomorrow] / Ma oggi siamo qui e non ci troviamo più [But today we are here we no longer find ourselves] / Chissà cosa sarà domani [Who knows what tomorrow might bring] / Non vedo il panorama resti solo tu [I don't see the view, just you]

Feels Like Love:

Baby, look at us / Any fool could see / I was made for you / And you were made for me / Okay, tell me no / And we could play that game / Waste a lot of time, but still feel the same

We could walk away / And just like others would / Or we live our lives / Like we know we should / 'Cause it feels like / Yes, it feels like love...

This is how it is, after just one kiss / Do you really think I'm inventing this? / 'Cause it feels like love to me

Tiny Love:

I couldn't train a bunch of doves to spell your name / It's a 'don't-know-what-they're-missing' kind of love

Our kind of love, it gets better every day / Crazy colors in the grey, our love / Tiny love, it's a tiny love...

Oh, tiny love / So small that you can't find us / The world revolves around us / Oh, tiny love / This kind of love, it can't be no other way / One kind of love blows the other ones away

Step With Me:

Is this happening to me? / Have I lost all my defenses? / Should I wait around and see / What it's like to lose my senses? / Always looking for the chase / From the high ground to the ditches / But the chase I'll never miss / Now I know what happiness is...

Sun is shining up ahead / In 30 years we'll still be happy / Making movies in my head / Making Hollywood look tiny / Don't know why but all your words / Sound just like a melody / From the pieces that I've heard / I could build a symphony

Boum Boum Boum:

Pas la peine d'aller cavaler [An escapade isn't needed] / Y’a que ça qui m’fait voyager [This is what makes me travel] / Pas les cocotiers de Tulum [Not the coconut palms of Tulum] / Quand toi et moi on fait boum boum boum [When you and I are making boom boom boom]

Et tous les bourgeois du seizième [And all the sixteenth's bourgeois] / Se demandent pourquoi je t'aime [Wonder why I love you] / Pour le voir pas besoin d'un zoom [To see it, they don't need a zoom] / Quand toi et moi on fait boum boum boum [When you and I are making boom boom boom]

Sanremo:

If I could, I know where I'd be / In a little town in Italy / Close your eyes, come away with me / Tomorrow we will be / Sitting by the seaside / Drinking up the sunshine / You're here, so why don't we go / Dancing in Sanremo? / We could be there in a couple of hours / To the place with the yellow flowers / Somewhere only we know / Sunset in Sanremo

To feel like this / Is one in a million / A suspended moment / Can we seal it with a tender kiss?

Sound Of An Orchestra:

You don’t even know everything I hear / Every move, every note, every time you’re near / If I close my eyes, promise I can see / A hundred people playing and it’s just for me / I can hear it, I can hear it, I can hear it, I swear / All the music you’re provoking, filling up the air

Tiny Love (Reprise):

This tiny love, it might be small / But it's the greatest of them all / This tiny love would disappear / You can't forget that it was here / We are tiny to the world, but in our hearts / We are giants with our tiny, tiny love…

And if it all goes bad / And our love sets like the sun / I'd give up a hundred thousand loves / For just this one

Origin Of Love:

You are the sun and the light / You are the freedom I fight / God will do nothing to stop it / The origin is you / You’re the origin of love...

Like every word that you preach / Like every word that you teach / With every rule that you breach / You know the origin is you

From the air I breathe, to the love I need / Only thing I know, you're the origin of love / From the God above, to the one I love / Only thing that's true, the origin is you...

Your love is air, I breathe it in around me / Don't know it's there, but without it I'm drowning

Love, you're the origin of love / (thank God that you found me)