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ayearlaterletters · 5 months ago

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july 26th - august 1st

Writing this on July 30th and it's currently 4:07 pm. I'm waiting for you to make your way here to pick me up so we can have our late afternoon read at the park and boba session date.

July 26th Friday: I believe we went on a boba date together at Feng Cha. Also, we both felt our feelings that day. I was on the phone with Maryanne crying all day about everything and anything. I took your tone and attitude personally like talking to me as a friend and I don't know why it hurt but I guess it's because I love it when you talk to me sweetly. After our venting session and boba date we went to Armando's then you drove me home so I can attend work tomorrow morning. You dropped me off at home at a reasonable time in order for me to get some rest before my "Monday". I also admitted my adoption in the Mexican families and the gang I've established, "vato locos" New character unlocked haha

July 27th: Saturday was your only day off and as I got home you messaged me if I would like to attend Marcus volleyball game in mission valley. Absolutley yes of course I'll love to spend time with you both. We went to 85 degree bakery and all got drinks. you and I got food items. i showed Marcus my magic trick for the first time and he enjoyed it. i failed the second time, but oh well. after boba, we took Marcus home because he really wanted to take a nap from a his first week back at school. After we dropped him off, you and I went off to do our own little adventure at the beach. we read on verity on the beach, walked the pier, and you were feeling quite naughty but I had to go home to troopie. our day ended but we continued talking throughout the night.

July 28th Sunday: You went to work and I attended a movie date with my family to see deadpol & wolverine at the LOT in La Jolla, which we seriously need to attend because it's so pretty and bougie like adults only theater. We didn't see one another so it was body day for the both of us. (body day: Michael's term for rest day. My new favorite term)

July 29th Monday: We both went to work. I ate really good and had a food coma. Musa counting down the next 6 days until I'm single and you learned cocaine is from a plant called the coca mixed and cut with baking soda to be stretched out. My lover boy was my passenger princess for the lovely evening. I drove 100 miles to come see you. I picked you up and I wanted to do a spontaneous trip to Coronado. We went to Vons and got another can of Mike's hard, no ice cream, and no mc donalds. it's ok, we found yellow roses finally. Monday you touched me at the park with other people around, very naughty. drove 100 back to your place so we can finish our business on our dark street. i didnt' get home until midnight but you helped me called in for work for the very first time because trooper fell and injured himself. his breathing was heavy and he was limping. unsure if I had to take him to the vet the next morning but I stayed home to make sure trooper was okay before the vet was needed. you were very supportive along the whole way and I appreciate your gestures.

July 30th Tuesday: Our days off from work - yours officially and I called in for trooper. Luckily trooper was good in the morning, he was a bit sore because he fell on his elbow so he was limping but he was his happy self still. my mom and I took turns taking care of trooper that day. Trooper in the care of my mom for the rest of the day, you scooped me up and took me to Marcus' volleyball practice. You actually came and got me because I lore dumped about my brother and family relationship. you witnessed me angry screaming and cussing for the first time. you picked me up earlier that day and we went to get some boba at Feng Cha in Chula Vista and read at the park for a little bit. I started reading Nail Gaiman's The Ocean At The End of The Lane. After practice, we went to Luigi's and got pizza and beer together. We both were feeling the beer, walked the pier, and then tried to get busy but your mom lectured you about drinking and bringing me over. The night was shortly ended and I had to take an uber home because your mother didn't want you to drive me home. it's ok I knew I would see you again on Thursday.

July 31st Wednesday: It's Oscar's birthday! We talked later in the day because I fell asleep on the couch with trooper while I read a few chapters of my book. i woke up at like 2pm. received a phone call from Sharon Powell and spoke to her for like 50 minutes. After the phone call, then we finally spoke. I witnessed you getting ready for the first time and this time you weren't the one needing to pick me up. It was a process seeing you bouncing up and down room to room getting ready but I enjoyed being you on the phone. I also bought movie tickets to see the new movie, it ends with us in theaters which I'm really excited for because I've been waiting for this movie to happen since the beginning of this year and the wait is finally over! we will watch it together, i do not care if i rewatch it because i highly enjoyed the book series. I worked out, ate some good dinner, read more of my book, and watched some youtube before i fell asleep. you didn't get home until like almost midnight but by the time you called me i was asleep. i called you at 3:32 a minute before 333 so it was a sign of waking up and needing to be on the phone with you. you and i both woke up a jolt of energy between the both of us feeling one another distance away. perfect timing.

Hi baby, im writing this section on August 2nd at 8:11 am. I need to continue before I forget our days together. I don't want to forget. i want to treasure our moments because I lose my sense of time and direction when I'm with you. everyday feels like a new day to me. it's like my memory has been wiped away and you help me understand why I fell for you everyday. it's like my version of 50 first dates. i don't get tired of you telling me the same thing because I love hearing your point of view. being with you is like a dream, a repetitive dream but a good one, one I'm not scared to be in because I feel safe with you. you were once a dream an imagination a thought in my head but I look at you and think wow like seriously this man right here wants to spend time with me but before we didn't even talk or text barely just moments of hellos and goodbyes at work. you are special to be given to me in my space and energy and the universe blessed me with you. you gained the courage to just ask me. my prayers have been answered - for someone like you. please don't ever forget that you need to be more confident in yourself. give yourself more credit because you deserve it. when we all say you're the best we seriously mean it. we as in your kids. once my trainer, but you were the best in my eyes. i liked your training style. reminds me of mine when I train others. very kind and friendly also patient which I appreciate. also very knowledgable and helpful. Forgot to add that you also simplify the mumbo jumbo into one easy understandable sentence.

Jumping to first impressions which im very shy to tell you but I'm pretty sure in due time I will tell you just I haven't told you what my first impression was of you besides how I thought u were seriously cute and how I thought u were as a trainer but this description goes deep in my inner mind.

the first day i noticed you, you wore a suit. a nice button-up your coworkers were complimenting you on. i think the first couple days you had your hair pulled back into a pony tail. i don't remember what day you wore your suit but I was checking you out and thought oh damn he looks really fucking good in his suit. i find out it was your uniform and thought damn I'm going to be working next to this guy in this suit... what a nice view to start my day. I liked Michael with this ponytail but you showed up to work with your afro out and I complimented your hair on how voluminous your hair is. you wore your hair natural so I hardly saw ponytail Michael again. i like both hair pulled back, braided - which took my breathe away because its a different hairstyle I havent seen you in before, and of course natural Michael. i like all versions of Michael. i really seriously do. i told you to always be yourself don't change and I dont plan on changing you because I like you for you! you is what made me fall in like for you!!!

Resuming our days now (time 8:27am)

August 1st Thursday: You went to work and it was still my day off. I went on a nice walk with trooper, got some coffee and veggie plate, finished my book, and got ready to see you for Marcus' volleyball game. National Girlfriend day and we celebrated by just being with one another I didnt ask for anything special or anything was planned specifically we just did our usual after dropping Marcus off at home. but we actually got fast food for the first time Mcdonalds and burgerking. once we gathered our meal we head to the beach and ate together, talked, and kissed. our kissing always leads to us being intimate. i love having a partner that is attracted to me. it's a feeling only you've given me and I appreciate you for making me feel seen and admired. i mean what I say that my feelings for you is new to me and something I've never felt before for anyone else, truly. i make you feel good verbally, emotionally, and mentally and in return you pleasure me to show me how good I make you feel inside. you love making love to me, you're inside me and I feel like heaven to you. together we feel at home. just right.

I will continue August 2nd another day another time. now it's time for me to go get trooper and walk him around the block, eat some breakfast, read, drink plenty of fluids, think about getting some more of that delicious coffee I had yesterday, work out, and await for your call. i pray and hope today is a good day for both of us. it is truly another blessing to wakeup again and see you another day. hear from you again. i am so blessed to have you in my life. i appreciate you and I value you. i see my life with you.

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<3 angel your girlfriend.

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inkshine · 3 months ago

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(reblogging from my main account due to technical issues)

Thank you for the tag! Sorry for the late response, I didn't see the notification for this for some reason?? Well, now that that's been remedied, let's jump in!

How long have you had your writing Tumblr/Writeblr? A fast and loose estimate is fine!

I made my first Writeblr sometime around 2022-ish, but I hardly ever posted anything there. Then one night, after really getting my stride on Writeblr for the first time, there was a Tumblr glitch and the blog was accidentally deleted in 2023. I remade it that same night. So 2023, but 2022 if you want to be specific about details.

What led you to create it?

I had just self-published my first book and was trying to promote it on social media more. I was super shy at first and hardly posted anything, but now that I've relaxed and figured out how this site works, I love it!

What’s your favorite thing about the Writeblr community?

How many new people I've met and how many people's writing I've gotten the chance to read. I never would have made these connections without Writeblr, and I'm forever grateful.

What’s one thing you’d like your mutuals to know about you?

If I'm being brutally honest, I still have some shyness I'm working through. For years before I published, and even for some time after getting published for the first time, I didn't really tell anyone about my writing unless they were close friends or family. I had never even posted any long-form writing online before self-publishing. I went straight for the big guns lol. But a side effect of this is that sometimes I still feel awkward talking about my writing sometimes, so if you've ever talked to me about an oc and my response seemed cryptic or weird, I'm sorry. It's not you, it's me. This doesn't mean I don't want people to talk to me about my writing (please do!) it just means I want you to know I can be awkward sometimes.

When someone asks the dreaded, “What do you write about,” question, what do you usually say?

I usually just default to "YA fantasy" lol.

Let’s Rotate Blorbos

Name any characters you created. Side characters, protagonists, antagonists, characters who’ve never been written, the first original abomination you ever pulled from your ass; whomever you’d like!

Ursa, Isabella, Peter, Gemm, Claudia, Kahzeh, Su, Kazik, Kainma, Iwa, Nai, Leeva, Yufei, Hayde, Agath, Troopi, Tamsen.

Who’s the most unhinged?

Oh, that's a tough one. I'm going to go with Kazik, the main antagonist of Splintertown. He committed a crime far beyond the pale and spent three years running from it, twisted up inside by his own guilt and instability. While his villainy isn't on as "grand" of a scale as some other antagonists who want to take over the world and stuff, he's just sunk to such deep lows that he feels he has nothing left to hold him back. There's nothing hinging him, so he's well, unhinged.

Who comes the most naturally for you to write?

To be honest? I don't know.

Do you ever cringe at them?

Oh yeah. Some of them are pathetic, but what can I say? They're my pathetic losers.

How much control do you feel you have over your characters? AKA, do they ever “write themselves,” refuse to cooperate, or do things you didn’t expect? To what degree? Are some less cooperative than others?

I feel like I create an outline for the plot of my story, and then my characters create their own path through it. (I guess that's a fancy way of saying I figure more of the minute details and exact order of events by experiencing it through them). Things have definitely gotten pretty unexpected, I would say all of them take things into their own hands at some point.

Do you enjoy people asking questions about your characters? And do you have a preferred means of receiving said questions? For example, as Asks, as replies, as reblogs, as tag notes, as comments on AO3, etc.

I *love* asks, replies, all of it!

Is there anything you’d like to see more of on your dash?

Not really, I'm pretty satisfied with how it is right now. Keep being awesome, guys!

What makes you decide against following?

If a person expresses bigoted beliefs, or a lot of other common DNI criteria. Although I'm gonna be honest, I just straight up don't follow that many people. I just don't get the urge to follow someone very frequently, even if I genuinely like them. I should probably change that. But just if you're seeing this and I don't follow you, don't worry, it's not you, it's me.

Which Works-in-Progress (WIPs) or writing projects are you noodling about, lately?

I am *deep* into working on a third novel, which I'm not going to talk about here because 1. I have so much to say about it I would probably end up derailing this entire post and 2. I dislike talking about my WIPs before they're finished. I feel like giving people too many details or expectations would make me feel pressured to stay within the pre-existing idea I gave people, possibly hindering my own writing process. (I will answer the next WIP related questions, just avoiding details.)

How long have you been working on them?

Shadow's Hidden Blade took about 2 years. I started in 2020, and it was finished in 2022. The earliest concept I had for something that would become Splintertown was all the way back in 2018-2019, and I kept that vague concept on the backburner until about 2021, when I started working on it in earnest. It was finished in 2024. As for my secret work in progress, I got inspired to create in 2020, and it's still being worked on, potential completion date unknown.

Do you remember what inspired them/what got you started?

Shadow's Hidden Blade and Splintertown were both inspired by music! In 2020 I heard the song "Something Wicked" by Vernian Process, which is about a creepy circus. I started toying with my own ideas for a magic circus in my head, and something very large and strange began to grow from that initial very small idea. The earliest drafts of that story are nothing like the final product, and for that I'm honestly glad, because now it's the Shadow's Hidden Blade we all know and love.

In 2018-2019 I heard the song "Nightmare Parade" by FAKE TYPE, which is about the Japanese myth of the baku. I was hynotized by the music and the concept, and wanted to create my own creature in my head that ate dreams. Splintertown grew from there over the years. (Disclaimer: I am not Japanese. The dream-eating creatures in Splintertown are not baku, they are my own creation with a similar ability. I am not claiming to have any right or ownership over the Japanese myth in any way.)

Secret Work in Progress was also initially influenced by a song and some music, and also a dream I had. It's now totally different than all of the things that initially inspired it, though!

How much time, in your best estimation, do you spend thinking about them?

...a lot.

Do you interact with non-mutuals often?

A lot!

Do your mutuals’ characters occupy space in your noodle?

I really enjoyed The Tengu and The Angel by @alinacapellabooks and I thought about Kunio a lot when I first read the book. I loved The Silver Birds by @apolline-lucy , it's a treasure!

Tagging @thebearthatreads

✨Writer Questionnaire Tag ✨

Thank you for the tags @wyked-ao3 here, and @thatuselesshuman here ! Y’all are great! 💛✨

How long have you had your writing Tumblr/Writeblr? A fast and loose estimate is fine!

I’ve had this blog since….end of April? Early May?

What led you to create it?

When I set up all my socials, I wanted to use this as a way to build a writing community, share my stories, and exploring and sharing the ideas of other likeminded individuals.

What’s your favorite thing about the Writeblr community?

How kind and welcoming writeblr is. The community is supportive of everyone’s stories and OCs, and everyone has some wonderfully unique and fascinating characters.

What’s one thing you’d like your mutuals to know about you?

You are always. Always. ALWAYS welcome to tag me, message me, send asks, interact with me. I absolutely endorse the engagement and excitement in this community, and even though I may miss a few tags, just know that seeing you tag me to see your stories brings the biggest, goofiest smile on my face. Thank you for being you and sharing your creative minds with us 💛✨

Is there anything you’d like to see more of on your dash?

Kindness, support, and creative stories. Keep writing, keep inspiring, keep on keeping on.

WIP it Good

Which Works-in-Progress (WIPs) or writing projects are you noodling about, lately?

Your Wish Is My Command is my current WIP at about 75% complete. I have a little bit to share from Tenshito as well, but the latter will have to get majorly cut down and restructured before it’s ready ✨

How long have you been working on them?

Planning and ideas began a couple of years ago. Writing them down? For YWIMC since early May, and Tenshito since 2020 (took a hiatus to focus on work and big life stuff, like moving twice and getting married)

Do you remember what inspired them/what got you started?

My love of storytelling, video games, and Disney. I wrote and published Peter Hart based off of a few of my favorite video games 🏴‍☠️💛✨

How much time, in your best estimation, do you spend thinking about them?

All the time. At least once a day, if not more. My stories help me get to sleep…when I eventually GET to sleep 😴💤

When someone asks the dreaded, “What do you write about,” question, what do you usually say?

BL romantasy novels. It encompasses every person asking, and umbrellas many subgenres.

Let’s Rotate Blorbos

Oof that’s a big list. Let me just do major protagonists/antagonists from stories: Peter, Benjamin, Davey, Ali, Noah, Tenshi, Itazura, Yoji, Tyr, Gustav, Jak, Johnny, Nathan, X, Ollie, and Callum

Who’s the most unhinged?

Peter 🏴‍☠️💛✨

Who comes the most naturally for you to write?

Peter 🏴‍☠️💛✨

Do you ever cringe at them?

Sometimes….depends on what they do. I never cringe at my stories, but sometimes my characters make choices that personally make me go “😬”

(Slowly looks over at Peter)

Peter: …..What?

Oh always!! ALWAYS!! Any method is absolutely fine and encouraged by me, but I ALWAYS love when people leave AO3 comments on my stories 💖💫✨

On writeblr engagement

What makes you want to follow another Writeblr account? Do you follow ‘em as you see ‘em, or take time scoping out the blog to make sure you align with its content? Do you follow based on WIPs, or vibes?

I scope out the content before I follow for sure. Because I write adult fiction, I look through posts to make sure that our interests would align, and that the blog mentions an age that is 18+. If I am ever uncertain or have a suspicion beyond a reasonable doubt that the blog is run by a minor, I won’t follow them (and unfollow if I get suspicious of their posts)

What makes you decide against following?

I use discretion on age, politics, and religion before following. Any homophobic, transphobic, or otherwise hateful conduct gets automatically blocked. The world needs more kindness and uplifting of one another. We need to bring each other up, not tear each other down.

Do you interact with non-mutuals often?

I try to! Usually in the form of reblogs and ask games. My pile for work and tumblr keeps stacking though, so I find myself getting very busy very often (and that’s a good thing! ✨)

Do your mutuals’ characters occupy space in your noodle?

All the time, every time. To name a few mutuals: G.J, Jamie, Gioia, Casper, Tobin, Jay, Wyked, Gina, and Jev have characters that are my current hyperfixations. But there are SO, SO many that are so interesting that I want to learn more!! ✨

Thank you so much for tagging me, you two!! Going to alert the tag list on this one 💛✨

✨Tag list for writing snippets below. DM me if you’d like to be added 👇✨

Tag List for writing tidbits (lmk if you want + or -)

@jev-urisk , @sunglasses-in-the-bentley , @wyked-ao3 , @glasshouses-and-stones , @alinacapellabooks , @gioiaalbanoart , @fortunatetragedy , @deanwax , @dyrewrites , @honeybewrites , @drchenquill , @paeliae-occasionally , @lychhiker-writes , @thatuselesshuman , @kaylinalexanderbooks , @katenewmanwrites , @zackprincebooks , @fantasy-things-and-such , @billybatsonmylove , @madi-konrad , @houseplantblank , @far-cry-from-finality , @froggy-pposto , @fractured-shield , @avaseofpeonies , @thecoolerlucky , @willtheweaver , @rivenantiqnerd @somethingclevermahogony , @noxxytocin , @leahnardo-da-veggie , @addicted2coke-theothercoke , @mysticstarlightduck , @the-letterbox-archives , @theink-stainedfolk , @ominous-feychild , @saturnine-saturneight , @words-after-midnight , @sableglass , @cowboybrunch , @moltenwrites , @pixies-love-envy , @davycoquette , @writeahurricane , @nczaversnick , @greenfinchwriter , @oliolioxenfreewrites , @lavender-gloom , @smellyrottentrees , @aintgonnatakethis , @thecomfywriter

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troopy-reblogs · 3 years ago

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guys i finally watched venom 2!!!!!! i really enjoyed it!!

#venom #not gonna talk any spoilers right now but I’ll probably talk more later #(dw i’ll still tag spoilers for a while :)#troopy says something

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thatone-highlighter · 2 years ago

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names r funky man, like I find intresting my differing opinions on my birth name and Dexter yk? Like these r both names I’ve been called for as long as I can remember basically but I very much perfer Dexter even tho I don’t hate my birth name, idk it’s intresting to me at least. Also you being called by ur cats name on Roblox at one point is very funny sjhdhdhdhs. also also man I have not played Roblox in a long while, maybe I’ll go on there when I have the time, my brain just remembered the game in Roblox where you bake a cake and I really need to play that again. Sorry for rambling in ur inbox

Holy shit the cake game in roblox. That game was so cool if its the same one im thinking of. Personally ive always been a fan of tycoons theyve always been my favourites (i think its the autism but i dont know why) i also got like Really into meep city at one point that was pretty vibin too

Also yeah names are so weird. Like its just a bunch of noises put together and it gets your attention. Its weird. And then some names feel right somehow and others dont. Its wack.

Like, apparently when i was little i Hated being called any name that wasn’t my full deadname. And now if anyone calls me that i physically cringe. Suddenly a name ive been called my entire life that i was fine with, i hate. Ive never really had a connection to my last or middle names tho, theyre just kinda there. Ive always thought it was cool and interesting tho that some people end up using their middle or last names

#bestie go off in my inbox whenever you want #i love talking to you #my mum saw me writing this and asked what i was doing. i think she thinks im mad at someone or sm shit #yeah my first roblox user was like coopy troopy or cooper trooper or smthn i cant remeber #i think ive had both and swapped to the other when i couldnt remember my password #but yeah named after my kitty cat <3 #i love her sm bestie shes adorable #Tree Man Posts #asks #you know the fact that dexter is ur last name is pretty funny to me #the guy who cut into my brain’s last name was Also dexter #its def funky coincidence but its still funny

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relax-and-read-on · 3 years ago

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My belive in the God of backpain gave me another idea. Which Character would the Primarchs be in a typical horror movie? So, the one who dies first, the one who survives through luck, one who is kinda smart but gets killed off in a dumb way and so on...

Oh anon, the god of backpain blessed you

Because

I fucking

Love

horror movies :D

If the primarch were stuck in a horror movies, wich troopy character would they be!!

Lion: The Cop. The one that show up and is sus of the main cast. Does not help at all. Depending of the type and era, might even be an antagonist.

Leman: The Jock. You know!! The funny type of stupid frat bro!! Usually get killed first, or at least very quickly. Not mean, just annoying.

Roboute: The Scholar. Mostly show up in paranormal movies. He will info dump the plot on the main cast, and will do his best to help. Usually die a very courageous self sacrifice.

Rogal: The Skeptic. The one that walk in and goes "everything is fine, ofc ghost/monsters don't exist!" Usually get murdered in a rather karmic fashion.

Corvus: The Final Girl. And I'm talking classic ones, that end the movie traumatised, covered in mud and gore and screaming their heads off as they fight the Big Bad. Yes, they get all the PTSD, but fuck are they cool.

Vulkan: The Puppy. There is sometime in horror movies one very sweet character, usually the audience fav. We root for them. We want them to survive. And yet... They usually get the horrific, needlessly cruel kill. The longer they survive, the worst their demise is.

Sanguinius; The Action Girl. The more modern version of the Final girl. They take back their agency, fight back from the start and WILL not go down gently. They don't always survive tho.

Jaghatai: The Local. Depending of the movie, they might be anything from the main antagonist, to a lore dumper, to a positive help. Always look somehow super hick and cliché. Potentially racist stereotype are happening too.

Ferrus: The Token Minority. He might be black, asian, latino, native... One sure is certain, he's not surviving this movie. Usually get a very early kill, sometime in duo with The Slut.

Fulgrim: The Slut (tm). Get killed very early one. Count double when it's a queer slut. They never get their happy ending and that's Not Fair. Be warned of homophobia and slut shaming when they are present.

Alpharius Omegon: The Creepy Twins. Talk in sync, usually have very little relevance to the plot, will just be there to freak you out.

Horus: The Secret Killer: He's one of the main cast. Charismatic and charming, you still do feel like something is slightly... *Off* about them. Usually get the twist ending of being the serial killer, and you more or less saw it comming

Mortarion: The Quiet Kid. Usually a red hearing if its a serial killer type of deal. Everyone will accuse them of being behind the crimes because of their Quiet and Broody way, while they did nothing wrong. Often survive! And if they play their card right, may end up with the final girl.

Angron: The Past Survivor. This one is usually a more modern archetype. They are the one that got away from the hands of the monster, and who are now dedicating their life fighting it. Very short lifespan usually.

Magnus: The Nerd. In more modern movies, the nerd sometime survive! They still usually make it very far, as their Nerd Knowledge is essential to the plot. Get often very kicked down by the narrative.

Perturabo: The Asshole. He's a "friend" of main cast and you have no clue why. He usually is there to get a very violent, often ironic death, that the audience can cheer on.

Lorgar: The Priest. You know the ones. Those that show up and are JUST a tad off. Definitely in a satanic themed movie. It's 50/50 if they are actually evil, but he will have a very graphic death.

.... And Konrad: The Monster. You know it was coming. You knew what he was. He's every insanely powerful villain. Every slasher antagonist. Every demonic entity. He's powerful and terrifying and impossible to stop, a literal slow march of death. If he's coming for you, there is nothing to be done. The quite literal boogeyman nightmares are made off.

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emmy-writes-sometimes · 5 years ago

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Guys My Age

You meet Sebastian Stan and end up on a date, but what happens when he asks you out without knowing you’re only 22?

You wished you could say you didn’t like a guy fifteen years older than you, but you would also be wrong. Very wrong. It was dumb to even assume someone like him could like you back, regardless of age. He was an actor, a good one, who had his life together in every sense of the word. He had apartments in two cities, an endless amount of phone contacts you could never even dream of, and an actual life. You were just some college student who worked for Marvel until he needed a dog-sitter and you were the closest by. He probably didn’t even know you were a college student. If he did, he would probably dump you. And, as a matter of fact, that was what you were waiting for.

It started out just dog-sitting for him on the occasional weekend when he needed to fly back to New York. You were just excited for an excuse to leave your dorm for the weekend, much less spend time with Sebastian’s puppy, Trooper, and the extra money helped because Marvel could have easily paid you more than they did. You didn’t think he would ask you out, at all. And when he did, even though it was just for one dinner, you were more than excited. That was how you ended up in front of the mirror in your dorm, trying to decide whether to wear the clothes you had on or not.

“You have a dick appointment with thick boy?” Your roommate said, causing you to laugh so hard you nearly got mascara all over your nose.

“Jesus Christ,” you responded, “his name is Sebastian.”

“His name is a snack,” she insisted under her breath. “And if you don’t come back having gotten some, I’ll make you clean the bathroom.” You rolled your eyes.

“Nothing is going to happen,” you sighed. “It’s a first date and we’re literally just going to a restaurant. He’s definitely classier than fucking on the first date.” You finished with your mascara and threw it back into the box you kept your makeup in, making sure you weren’t wearing too much makeup for what you actually kind of hoped was a dick appointment. Not just so you could say you got dicked down by Sebastian Stan, but because he was hot and you genuinely liked him. He was sweet, hilarious, and he was probably the biggest idiot you’d ever met. But he was also almost forty years old, you kept reminding yourself. There was a fifteen year age gap. And you were determined not to let him know. You didn’t have a plan for when he did find out, because you assumed that he would dump you before then, but you probably should have had a plan.

“Whatever you say,” your roommate sing-songed to you. “Why are you meeting him at his house?”

“Because he doesn’t know I’m 22 and I intend to keep it that way.”

“He probably doesn’t care, honestly. If he knows you’re an intern, he knows you’re probably younger.” You consider this for a second as you put your lip gloss on, because why not, and then you pull out your phone.

Heading over soon!

Sebastian started typing almost immediately, just a quick okay, and you grabbed your jacket and wallet before heading out the door. Your roommate yelled a quick goodbye, but as you rode the elevator down to the garage you did your best to drive instead of thinking about all of the bad things that could possibly happen. Honestly, he probably didn’t care. But you were an anxiety-ridden human being and that was one of the things you had the most anxiety about. To you, age gaps didn’t matter. But it could also be that you just wanted to be with him so badly…

You were so concerned and thinking so hard that you almost missed his interstate exit. And then you almost missed the street. The house, the fifth on the left, was Sebastian’s, and it was hard to miss. The dog was in the front yard, a few feet from the invisible fence, and started barking as soon as you pulled in. He must have come to recognize your car, even though you spent most of the time with him when you were dog-sitting.

“Hi, Troopy!” You said brightly, the Rottweiler standing on his legs and leaning on you. “Hey, buddy!” He barked again and then ran to the front door, where the screen was already open. Sebastian was folding a blanket in his hands when he noticed you were there, and opened the door for you.

“Hey!” He said, walking forward and giving you a hug. He smelled like he’d just showered – he’d used the expensive cologne he kept on his vanity. When he peeled away he was still wearing a smile on his face. The dog let out a bark before settling down on his bed in the corner of the room.

“Hey, how are you?” You asked. It had only been three days since he had gotten back from New York, where his mom had roped him into coming back for a family friend’s wedding. Then the month before he’d had to go out to California for a meeting about another movie that would be filming in the summer, and that was the month after he’d gotten Trooper. You were thankful that you had been the lucky ADR assistant who’d struck up a conversation with him.

“I’m good. We finally finished that one scene with Mackie’s double, so at least that’s out of the way.” He was talking about one of the most dangerous stunts Marvel had actually let him do – they weren’t even letting Mackie do it. “You?”

“Finished up your dialogue earlier,” you responded. “And we had weird staff meeting.”

“Weird?”

“Russo’s came by. Taylor was sucking up. It was just weird.” He grinned. Your boss, Taylor, was probably one of the craziest guys you’d ever met in your life. And he worshipped the ground that the Russo brothers walked on.

“Yeah, that’s awkward. You ready? I got reservations at that Italian place, uh, Boccalupo?” He asked. “Is that okay?”

“Oh, I love that place!” The only time you’d ever been was your junior year when your parents were moving you in, but you weren’t going to say that. You felt bad for hiding it, but if he asked, you would tell him.

“Let me just find my keys and we can go, I was just cleaning up a little.”

“You’re fine,” you responded as he disappeared up the stairs, probably go to his bedroom. You pulled your romper down a little more, just so you could kneel to pet Trooper for another minute.

“Good boy,” you said to him as he offered you a paw. You’d taught him that trick last weekend.

“He’s been giving his paw to everybody,” Sebastian smiled as he walked back down the stairs, Jaguar keys in hand. “You should be a dog trainer.”

“Yeah, when I move out of my apartment I think I’m gonna rescue.”

“No pets?”

“Unless you have an ESA form, no pets.”

“That sucks. Honestly, I wasn’t even thinking of getting one. But then I saw Trooper and…”

“He’s a cute boy.” You watched Sebastian lock the door, then unlock his car in the same move. He laid a gigantic, warm hand on your back, walking you over to his car. He even opened your door for you, something a guy had… literally never done before. He shut the door and crossed over to his side to get in.

He was the ultimate gentleman. He poured your water for you, pulled your chair out for you, and even though you insisted he shouldn’t spend an outrageous amount of money on you he still paid for all of dinner. So when he suggested you get a couple drinks at a dive bar, you couldn’t say no. If anything, he said, you could just leave your car at his house and he could call you an Uber to come get it the next morning. He was quite possibly the sweetest man you’d ever been on a date with. And he had stories, tons of them, and his brain was something you could pick at and listen to and laugh with. You could spend and endless amount of time just listening to him. And when he put his hand on your back to walk you across the street to the bar, you could have just melted right into him.

“ID’s?” The bouncer asked. You reached into your purse and pulled out your bare license, thankful that the under 21 bar had been removed. Sebastian gave the ID’s over to the bouncer, who just smirked.

“Thank you,” Sebastian replied when the bouncer gave him his license back.

“22, huh?” The bouncer looked you up and down, scanning you, checking you out, and Sebastian’s hand on your back froze. “You’re a young one.”

“Uh, yeah,” you responded quietly. You sighed, looking over at Sebastian.

“You’re 22?” Sebastian asked. He sounded more curious than anything. You just nodded as the bouncer let you in. Thanks, asshat, you wanted to say.

“Yeah,” you said. Your heart fell into your stomach. Sebastian picked a booth and sat you down, and you prepared yourself for the I can’t date someone fifteen years younger than me. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I just…”

“Why didn’t you?” He asked. A waitress came up to the booth.

“What can I get you two?” She asked.

“Just whatever’s dark and on tap,” Sebastian answered, “and she…”

“Just a cider,” you responded. The waitress nodded and left. “Because I thought you would dump me before you figure it out.”

“I wasn’t going to dump you, first of all. I like you,” he said with a small smile. “But you gotta tell me the truth. I mean, I figured you were, because you’re an intern, but…”

“Yeah,” you sighed, nervously running a hand through your hair. “I’m a senior.”

“At least you mean college. Wait, you do mean college, right?” You cracked a smile. “There’s a smile.”

“Yeah. Are you sure you’re not pissed?” He shrugged.

“No. Honestly, if it doesn’t bother you, it doesn’t bother me. I’m just flattered you’d want to go out with an old guy like me.”

“You’re not old. You just play a guy who’s a hundred and something.” He laughed. The waitress came back with two bottles, putting them down on the table, and left again. “So why did you even ask me out? If you figured I’m so young.”

“Because you’re pretty. And smart. And you’re really good at your job. And you like my dog, and you’re great at training him. Because I like you.”

“I like you too.” Sebastian reached across the table and took your hand in his.

“So you wouldn’t hate it if I asked you out again?”

“I don’t think I would hate it. And I won’t judge you for your age if you won’t judge me for mine.”

“So?” Your roommate asked you later as you tried to sneak into the room. She was evidently waiting on you, even though she was on her bed scrolling through her phone. You put your purse down on the floor beside the door, then took off the wedges you’d been wearing. Sebastian was already half a foot taller than you, at least.

“He found out,” you responded, throwing your shoes into the basket you kept them all in. Your roommate’s face fell.

“Aww, I’m sorry.”

“But,” you continued. “He said it doesn’t bother him if it doesn’t bother me. And he asked me out again.” Your roommate’s face lit up this time.

“Ugh, I knew it! See, I told you you’re pretty enough to go out with him!” You smiled, starting to take your makeup off at your desk. “Did you do anything else?”

“No,” you laughed. “He kissed my cheek. And he said he can’t wait to see me on Sunday night.”

“Sunday night?”

“Sunday night!” Your phone chimed with a message from Sebastian.

See you Sunday. Had a great time :)

“Aww, it autocorrected to a smile emoji!” Your roommate said as she read your message.

“Just get back in bed!”

“22, huh?” The bartender asked on Sunday night, right as you handed him your ID. Sebastian’s hand squeezed your waist as you just laughed, handing the bartender your driver’s license.

“Yep,” you responded as you took it back. Sebastian ordered for the two of you and then sat you down at one of the stools. “I get it, I’m a baby.”

“Yeah,” Sebastian said to you as you turned to him, laying your head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around your back and tugged you closer, then kissed your exposed temple. “But you’re my baby.” You couldn’t help but smile. “Will you be my very young girlfriend?”

“Only if you’ll be my somewhat older but not middle-aged boyfriend.” In a burst of course you sat up, looking into his blue eyes, and caught him in a smile. But you must have looked to his lips, too, because he leaned in. His lips were ridiculously soft. He tasted like the glass of wine you’d had at dinner.

“Sounds good to me,” he said after he broke the kiss. Your beers arrived at the same time a photo flashed from across the street. “So, that would be one of the people that likes to follow me and take pictures.”

“That’s just weird,” you responded. “I wonder how long it’ll take for them to figure out that I’m basically jailbait.”

“It’ll be fine. I know how to deal with this and the best thing to do is just let them speculate and don’t give them any answers they don’t need. We can go back into hiding, if you want.” You shook your head. A piece of hair fell in front of space and Sebastian pushed it back behind your ear.

“I think I’m done hiding things.”

“Yeah, me too.” He removed his hand to grab his beer bottle on the table. “The question is, kid, can you keep up?”

“Hey, can a kid do this?” You chugged the bottle in one go, slapping it back down on the counter.

“No, but I can.” Sebastian started chugging his own, then put it down. “So can I see where you live? Or do you have an age limit on those things?” You laughed.

“You can see where I live. As long as you forgive the bottles of wine we used as decorations.” He chuckled, picking up his car keys, and he threaded his fingers through yours as you started walking toward the bar’s exist.

A/N: This came out way less angsty than I intended it to, but I can’t imagine Sebastian being rude, lol. He seems like such a sweetie! I hope I did your request justice! 💕

#sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fluff

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Hakuoki Zuisouroku Omokage-ge hana Animate Drama Translation

Last post of the month, but instead of my usual message, I figured I should change it due to current circumstances.... So. If you are able, please consider donating to your local food banks, the Red Cross or other charities who are supporting those affected by Covid-19. Alternatively, consider donating blood (including this since I saw this on CBC and from the Canadian Blood Services and they both mentioned potential shortages), tipping those who deliver your food/take out delivery (every dollar counts to some of these people - I would know since I’m unemployed right now cuz of what’s going on but will able to get by. huzzah for the Canadian government!), or support other content creators, writers, translators and artists who need help if possible.

Also make sure you wash your hands for 20 seconds, avoid touching your face, cough into your sleeve/elbow, practice social distancing and refrain from going out if possible.... and please, please do not go singling out a certain ethnicity for how things are right now. I have a second cousin who works in a hospital down in california, and another living in new york right now.... and the last thing they need is racism and harassment.

Anyway. I’m finally done with this drama. not really fond of putting things all together since that means i need to translate more hakuoki content for another week (i prefer to do less lol), but i’ve made an exception to this as the audio was supplied to me earlier by Aysha (which is also why i had this drama jump the queue lol). Edits will be done when I get to my subtitle video.

do not repost elsewhere. also thank you to @jokertrap-ran for helping me with 2 sentences that i just couldn’t figure out the Chinese for (they’re the ones left in bold), and thank you again to Aysha for supplying the audio.

Videos are now here

Track 1: https://youtu.be/ETTfJHCKOkk

Track 2: https://youtu.be/Nnp0mE_DLmw

enjoy?

Hakuoki Zuisouroku Omokage-ge hana Animate Drama CD Shimabara After story

Track 1

Translation by KumoriYami

Harada: Okay! Well now that this Shimabara incident is over, let's take the opportunity to drink! Everyone don't hold back [says: be modest], we aren't going home until we're drunk/unless we get drunk!

Okita: Arresting/Catching so many ronin, Kondou-san was also very happy! He also said that the spies hiding here were also arrested by the Shinsengumi.

Saito: However it seems that the Vice-Commander was a little anxious/upset. Because of the investigation of the spies, [news of it] has already spread throughout Shimabara. Tonight's festivities, although it was approved by the vice-commander, he however said that we need to conduct ourselves with dignity [behave appropriately]

Souji: Yes/indeed. Then let's order some expensive food! Excuse me, please start with your most expensive wine in the store served with similar dishes!

Saito: Wait a moment! Why are you doing the opposite! The vice-commander clearly said, that we should be holding a meeting to reflect upon ourselves, and should not be celebrating by drinking.....

Souji: Eh, I can't hear anything!

Harada: heisuke, what's wrong? You haven't said anything from the start. Are you still brooding over what happened?

Heisuke: Wha....what do you mean by brooding? Sano-san. Don't say things that don't make sense/something strange.

Souji: What what? What are you brooding over/what's the matter?

Harada: Ah, so it's like this......

Heisue: Hey, I told you not to say anything unnecessary!

Harada: Ah, sorry. can't you just say it?

Souji: Are you keeping a secret from us? That's really annoying [unpleasant].

Heisuke: Since it's only a small matter, I haven't said anything.

Souji: In that case just enjoy yourself to the fullest. Thanks to her dressing up as a geisha, she was able to infiltrate Shimabara to obtain information, and we were able to catch all those roshi at once.

Heisuke: But.... I din't want to have her dressed up like that..... [force?]

Souji: Areh?

Heisuke:.......What.

Souji: Hm~? it turns out/so that's what it was, it was that thing.

Heisuke: Don't smile like that!

Souji: How annoying, my usual expression is like this.

Heisuke: Liar! Whenever Souji shows this kind of expression, you're definitely not thinking of anything good!

Souji: Actually/In fact you don't need to feel embarrassed, could it be that Heisuke didn't think that she looked lovely dressed as a geisha?

Harada: [it's?] Because she was originally a beauty [from the start she's already beautiful]

Souji: That response is really straight to the point/direct. Compared to Heisuke who felt embarrassed/shy because of how cute she looked dressed as a geisha, the reactions of everyone else was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Heisuke: Why am I being dragged into his! I only that because she's not a member of the troopi, that she shouldn't be taking on such a dangerous assignment, that's all......

Harada: For the purpose of keeping her out of danger, weren't we on standby in the corner room?? You were great, shouting "that's not good," [and] "I can't stand this" or something, and rushed outside.

Heisuke: Why are you telling the truth!!! Anyway shut up and stop talking you idiot!

Harada: Whoops, i'm really sorry.

Souji: Eh..... so that's it. I didn't expect that.

Heisuke: No, that's not [it]......!s

Saito (whispering): Actually/In fact I can understand Heisuke's thoughts...... at the time I was also deeply fascinated [entranced/captivated] by how she was dressed.

Souji: Hajime-kun?

Saito: Ah...Uh, sorry, i'ts nothing...Well, I did just say it...

Souji: Well, I can hear you very well. It turns out that even Hajime-kun was also deeply fascinated by her dress [check if says kimono. also rephrase later].

Saito : !!!! I, I didn't mean [it like?] that! Just, just because I was unfamiliar with how she dressed, doesn't mean that I was attracted [to it? her?]....... [rephrase later]

Souji: In other words, you admit that you're attracted to her?

Saito: No....... In any case I am also a captain in the Shinsengumi so how could I think of something so shameless when I am carrying out my duties! Anyhow, where is she? It seems that she hasn't arrived here yet......

Harada: Hijikata-san and Shinpachi should be bringing her over soon.

(the sound of footsteps and a door sliding open)

???: I just saw her a moment ago being questioned at the entrance of Shimabara. And together with Hijikata.

Heisuke: You are.... Kazama?! (reaches for sword)

Kazama: Put away your sword. I'm in a good mood today, and have no reason to fight you.

Souji: What does your so-called good mood mean/what do you mean by good mood?

Kazama: That goes without saying. Of course it's because I saw my wife's beautiful dress [appearance]. As expect, my eyes did not make a mistake [were not wrong].

Saito: Yukimura is not your wife. Her attitude towards you has been blatant/explicit.

Kazama: I've heard that woman who grow up in Edo are very strong. Even if she fell in love with me, she wouldn't show it.

Souji: Where does your self-confidence come from?

Harada: Go back to that [going back to what you said before], Chizuru's being interrogated?! Did someone discover her identity as a woman......

Kazama: It's because of the elopement incident that Hijikata caused which seems to have [caused her to be] been noticed [rephrase later].

Souji: Eh~ I just heard some extraordinary gossip [interesting]. It turns out that Hijikata-san already had such a reputation at Shimabara/Hijikata-san's reputation has spread to such an extent at Shimabara.

Harada: Oi, Souji. For the sake of safety/To be on the safe side, don't speak of this/go around spreading this to the other team members......

Souji: How hateful/annoying, I won't speak of such nonsense. But in the event that someone asks me if the Vice-Commander is or isn't with a geisha from Shimabara, I won't hide anything/speak without holding back.

Kazama: Alright [Very well... or something cuz its kazama], [let's] start drinking. The depressed guy over there, hurry up and prepare sake for me.

Heisuke: Oi! Why are you sneaking into our party?!

(After a while......)

Heisuke (sounds drunk for the rest of this track): Speaking of which.... I was against this plan from the very beginning!

Saito:......Heisuke, did you drink too much? Your eyes are starting to droop [lose focus].

Heisuke: Teach me how to not drink so much!

Saito: Why are you so upset?

Heisuke: I'm super pissed!!! For a covert investigation, we actually didn't need to use her, as long as we paid a geisha to assist us, but she was abruptly dragged down into this by us.

Saito: Your way of thinking isn't understandable, but it was also her who took the initiative to help us, [so] your criticisms are a little too much. [check audio to hear if this sounds like multiple sentences]

Harada: That's right. Based on the outcome, nothing big happened, [which] this isn't bad.

Souji: Seeing how cute she was dressed, Heisuke was definitely/obviously very happy.

Heisuke: You smiling demon [???]!!! Compared to those clothes, the clothes of an ordinary woman clearly suit her more [rephrase later]!!

Harada: maybe, I'd also like her to see her dressed like an ordinary woman.

Heisuke: Hey......Sano-san, I've wanted to ask you.... She.... what is she to you?

Harada: Hm? I don't really think much of it but, is something the matter? Why do you ask? [i’ll reword ^ later when i get to the drama]

heisuke: I feel that Sano-san.... your attitude, rather than a comrade, you treat her more as a woman.

Harada: That's the [your?] problem. Although she's usually dressed in men's clothes, she's still genuinely a woman. It's only natural to treat her as a woman/Of course she still has to be treated as a woman.

Heisuke: [That's/so] Too sly/cunning......!

Souji: If Heisuke wants to treat her as a girl, he should be honest and say so and not be secretive about it..

Kazama: (setting down a glass) Toudou...... could it be that you have ill intentions towards my wife [TL is more or less evil thoughts/desire lol]? First take a look in a mirror [Look at yourself in the mirror first].

Heisuke: Shut up! You're the last one to be teaching me anything [last one who she be saying anything] ! She hates you the most out of all of us!!!

Kazama: I remember what I said just now [Remember what I said just now], Edo women, even if they fall in love, they will not express their true thoughts.

Saito:......I think it'd be nice if Heisuke could have a face as thick as Kazama's [if Heisuke could be as thick-headed as Kazama.... probably? or if Heisuke could have a face that had a fraction of Kazama's thickness]

Heisuke: Hajime-kun where the hell did your arm go?!

Souji: Don't first talk about Heisuke, what about yourself Hajime-kun [rephrase later]? Are you confident enough to defeat a crowd of rivals in love while surrounded and at her side?

Saito:......What are you talking about! The team has rules that ban personal fights!

Souji: That is to say, if it's not a personal fight, we're allowed to fight until one of us is dead/you'd fight to the death?

Saito:.....Why must you twist other people's words to this degree/extent!

Kazama: You bastard...... it seems that I'll have to force the truth from your mouth. Oi, Toudou. bring out the strongest sake in the store! I'm going to expose what his sincere thoughts he has [will have the truth forced from this man].

Heisuke: Why are you ordering me around!? Wait a moment/Hold on...... this is for getting Hajime-kun drunk so he'll tell the truth...... Yosh! I'm going to get/grab it at once/immediately!

(Heisuke gets up and runs out)

Saito: Wait! It doesn't matter that you guys are already drunk, but I cannot get drunk [now]......

Souji: (pours sake) Don't say that, let's drink without holding back! These opportunities are hard to come by!

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Track 2

Hijikata: It was pointed out that Yukimura looked a lot like the geisha who eloped the other day...... It look a while/lot of time to settle that mater.

(door opens)

Hijikata: I've made you wait for a long time! Sorry, I sent Yukimura back first with Shinpachi to headquarters......Eh, what's going on?!

Souji: Ah. Hijikata-san, you're really late.

Hijikata: You're the one that's late! Harada and Heisuke are completely drunk!

Kazama: What are you saying/talking about. It's your fault that you're always so slow.

Hijikata: Kazama! You bastard why are you here?!

Kazama: Don't mention that, why haven't you brought my wife?

Hijikata: Who's your wife! It's because she got upset from being interrogated, she first went back to headquarters.......Geez, this isn't the time to be getting involved with that guy. You guys! Stand up! Didn't I warn you guys about conducting yourself properly!?

Harada: Ah! If it isn't Hijikata-san! Now that Hijikata-san is here, we need to start from the begining! If you ask me about when I got this scar on my stomach......

Hijikata: I've said it many times [but] I've heard already heard your [that] story before.

Heisuke: Hijikata-san! I wanna ask you...... were you really planning on eloping with her/is it true that you were really going to elope with her?

Hijikata: Ha?! Where the hell did you hear that from? At best, that's a misunderstanding since I'd never do something like that!

Souji: Eh? Is that really true? I thought that Hijikata-san wasn't the kind of person who would do something that could cause people to misunderstand in this way/who would ever do something so misleading. [or just misleading]

Heisuke: Then it's true! Hijikata-san used his position as vice-commander to elope with her, this method is too despicable!

Hijikata: Didn't I say, that I didn't do any of that! Can't you understand [Why can't you understand that]!

Saito: Exactly. If the Vice-Commander wanted to take Yukimura, he would not employ such callow and clumsy tricks, rather he would adopt a more complex and sophisticated course of action [tactics...?].

Hijikata:......Oi, Saito, are you trying to protect me or kill me? Give me a clear-cut position [clear answer]!

Saito: What are you saying. I will always be on the vice-commander's side. [literally: i will forever stand with/at the vice-commander's side whenever]

Hijikata: It's great that your on my side......

Souji: Right now it's pointless to say anything to Hajime-kun. Because regardless of what you say to hajime-kun, his expression won't change even though he's actually already completely drunk.

Hijikata: to actually like to say this kind of things, anyway it's you guys' fault that he's [this?] drunk!

Kazama: You came at just the right time (pours wine). Hijikata. Answer me. What kind of intentions do you have towards my wife who you have confined to your headquarters?

Hijikata: What kind of intentions [what do you mean by intentions]? Why should I answer you?

Souji: Isn't there a reason? Hijikata-san has said himself that he likes women from Edo.

Kazama: What? Then it's true.......

Hijikata: What "it's true" nonsense ! Souji! Quit always saying such misleading things!

Heisuke: Ah~ so it's like that, Hijikata-san's aiming for her too? Despite how he was so strict over a mere mistake!

Hijikata: I'm telling you, I wasn't planning on doing that......!

Harada: But to secretly protect her......

Hijiakta hey wait! When did I do that!

Kazama: I see. So it was like that. (picks up sword) Hijikata..... even if it costs me all of my pride and dignity/honour, I will have you buried here today/I will kill you today!

Hijikata: don't misunderstand me [don't misunderstand/quit misunderstanding]! She was allowed to stay at headquarters for the sake of/for the purpose finding Kodo-san, because of that, she was given the identity of a page.......

Souji: But don't you call her every few days to your room to have her make you tea? A lone man and a woman in a room, in the end, who knows what might have happened~ [between them?] [depending on the audio i'll make thr second sentence longer/shorter]

Kazama: What.... [very] good/great Hijikata, to go as far as to use/to actually make use of your position to do this sort of thing!! I will not spare you! this opportunity just arrived [this is a golden opportunity/the perfect chance?]! We'll settle this over wine/drinking!

Hijikata: HA?! why did this happen?!

Heisuke DAMN IT~~~~!!!! it turns out that Hijikata-san is a rival (in love)————！！！！ Oi, Kazama! We have a temporary alliance! Hijikata-san! We're going to drink to decide this!

Saito: The Vice-commander and Yukimura....!? Ah.... What is the truth to this emotion buried deep within my heart [what is the meaning to this emotion buried deep within my heart]? Without drinking, I can't calm/dispel my resentment!!

Harada: Although it is important to respect that her personal opinions...... if we're using wine to determine a victor, I will accept this challenge!

Hijikata: I didn't say any of that, you're getting it all wrong!!! You guys, listen to me!

【END】

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image swiped from suruga-ya... i will definitely be rephrasing most of the 2nd half of track 2 for more... conversational word sense. couldn't think of how to make things sound natural when i posted this but i'll get that done along with all the necessary editing later when i get to making my srt file for this drama.... aiming to have the subtitles done for next month (currently working on the files now).

also, next month im planning on mostly ssl game content... and to have the remainder of all Zuisouroku game content posted in may... (i now officially have enough tl+imags posts queued til the end of may).

stay safe ppl!

(p.s. in case you didn’t see my psa, i’m sharing a number of hakuoki vids and art books. full list is on my tumblr page “stuff i have”)

#hakuoki #hakuouki #hakuoki zuisouroku #hakuoki drama translation #hakuoki drama cd

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very-fucking-dumb · 3 years ago

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My last updates being 'oh I have 5 boyfriends now' soon followed by 'oh shit my best friend is dormant' and that's was only the start.

Best and worst month of my life. Me and my boys are going well, as well as the fact multiple relationships have started between their alters (Moji, Lottie and Bunny, Piers and Birch, and Tord and Mateus). Some new alters have formed including two of the sweetest littles ever and a factive of one of my friends (the one that actually brought us all together). And honestly every day I'm falling more and more in love with my boys. And my friend came out of dormancy the other day, so he was only dormant for a month. I've also become a mod of these servers so that's cool. So there's definitely been some good

However it's been chaos.

Tw for rape, s/a, gaslighting, death and dormancy

Update for anyone who's curious over what's been happening. Most shits cencorsed cause trigger warnings for gaslighting, s/a and rape. Also death?

-mordecai was gas lighting buddy because buddy is in the hexagay. That's shits now resolved ish. Recorded convos happened and they've not spoken to any of us since

-demetri was manipulated Colin and Connor but now they have no phone. Demetri keeps posting vents about him but it's easy to ignore and manage

-unity is spreading so much misinformation about systems. Like so fucking much. But we've decided we're only doing anything if the try it in one of our servers

-newt got kicked after manipulating and gaslighting both bas and Connor. Things Troopie replaced her as mother figure and I replaced her as mod, despite the fact those were things already. Newt went "dormant" for a day (less than a day. Dormancy isn't that short), came back and apparently "died" in headspace but all the descriptions sounded so guilt trippy that we don't believe shit. Newt was one we actually kinda hoped would redeem themselves but we've given in on trying so they're now just blocked by all

-Connor is still living with his rapist and his mother who knows what they did. He still has no phone either. But he's in contact with his ex, Nat, because his mum doesn't mind her. Nat is then talking to cyber and Nicholas. They're working with a social worker to build a case against them.

So basically I'm tired af but you know what? I'm in this till the end. Samael was right when he called us all family. This is what we've become.

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andthebubbles · 6 months ago

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So basically they're (getting rid of the V8s) and giving a manual option for the four cylinder... interestingggg

The new five-speed gearbox, which is engineered for higher torque than its V8 sibling, has been calibrated with shorter first, second and third gears to aid off-the-line performance.

Shorter in relation to the V8 gearbox or the 4 cyl auto transmission? skfjgnfkgj the pre-2016 V8 gearbox already has a short enough first gear skfjgnkfg

A triple synchronisation mechanism has been added to the first gear to promote smoother changes, while a longer fifth gear aims to improve fuel economy – as well as reducing engine noise at highway speeds.

Longer fifth gear... why not a sixth gear...

Anyway. Good god I can't afford another car (certainly not another 70 series) but I sure would be interested in the 76 4 cylinder manual... fuckkkkkkkk

#ramble.txt #gonna file this under #troopy talk #even though it's not really about the troopy #but mm #i haven't seen any bull bars that have impressed me for the new 70 series though. hm

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jeremystrele · 4 years ago

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Building New Legacies With The Hermannsburg Potters

Art

by Sasha Gattermayr

Ceramic works by the Hermannsburg Potters and watercolour painting ‘Tjoritja (West MacDonald rangers) II’ (2020) by Iltja Ntjarra artist, Hubert Pareroultja, on display at Bett Gallery in Tasmania. Photo – Bett Gallery.

Rona Rubuntja (a finalist in this year’s NATSIAA awards) at work. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

A pot by Judith Inkamala. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

The Potters use traditional hand-building techniques to make their vessels. Ropes of terracotta clay are coiled on top of each other and layers are then pinched together to create a smooth surface. Photo – Tobias Titz,

Potter Hayley Coulthard works surrounded by inspiration. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Karen Inkamala painting her finished vessel with underglaze.Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

The Potters emblazon the surface of their clay vessels with scenes of Country, community, family life and animals. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Rona Rubuntja painting a series of pots. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Works by various artists in the kiln. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Anita Ratara carefully painting scenery onto a small vessel. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Ceramic works by the Hermannsburg Potters and watercolour paintings from Iltja Ntjarra artists on display at Bett Gallery in Tasmania. Photo – Bett Gallery.

‘Erraarnta (red-tailed black cockatoo)’ by Rona Rubuntja on display atBett Gallery in Tasmania. Photo – Bett Gallery.

The Hermannsburg Potters studio in Ntaria. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Western Aranda Country, Pmurlankinya (Palm Valley National Park). Artists (from left) Rona Rubuntja, Hayley Coulthard and Bethany Inkamala stand on Country. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Western Aranda Country, Pmurlankinya (Palm Valley National Park). Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

‘Alkngarintja Outstation’ (2020) by Andrea Pungkarta Rontji. Photo – Bett Gallery.

Karen Inkamala out on Country. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Bethany Inkamala and Karen Inkamala. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

Hayley Coulthard making damper. Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

‘Sundown at Lyitjarra Outsation’ by Judith Inkamala. Photo – Bett Gallery.

Nanda (horses) on Western Aranda Country, Pmurlankinya (Palm Valley National Park). Photo – Genevieve Walshe.

‘We saw Albert Namatjira painting, when we were young girls (late 1950s). I would always walk with Gillian Namatjira, Albert’s granddaughter, after school, not far from the school was Albert Namatjira’s house. Albert had a house but his sons had humpy house. We would sit down, watching him paint the landscape. We was watching him thinking, ‘Oh, that’s a nice painting’. Then, everyone started to learn to paint – white fellas called this way of painting “The Hermannsburg School.”’

This is Judith Inkamala, a renowned artist who practises with the Hermannsburg Potters in Ntaria on Western Aranda Country, 130 kilometres west of Mparntwe (Alice Springs). An animation of one of her ceramic pieces is currently projected onto the Opera House’s exterior sails as part of Badu Gili, an outdoor art installation featuring the work of six female First Nations artists.

Judith and her fellow artists in Ntaria (Hermannsburg) learnt to paint with watercolours at an early age due to the area’s historical connection with Albert Namatjira. But the Hermannsburg Potters are confidently establishing their own artistic legacy, with their hand-built, hand-painted terracotta pots.

Though first introduced to the medium by non-Indigenous craft practitioners employed by the Adult Education Office in 1990 to teach pottery in Ntaria, from these initial lessons, the community members harnessed their incredible talent and passion for ceramics, and established the Hermannsburg Potters as its own artist collective.

‘Dennis, Noreen Inkamala, Carol Rontji, Grahame Ebatarinja, and Arthur Aston were working there first,’ Judith describes. ‘Then big mob woman started working there, maybe 20. We all learnt how to make pots and lid, nice shape. After 2 years we became Hermannsburg Potters, in 1992. Then we thought, we got to keep going, keep this pottery strong.’

The Hermansburg Potters is now a studio and gallery comprising 15 artists: Judith Inkamala, Anita Ratara, Dawn Wheeler, Hayley Coulthard, Rona Rubuntja (who is a finalist in the upcoming NATSIAA awards!), Andrea Rontji, Stephanie Ratara, Beth Inkamala, Karen Inkamala, Alizha Coulthard, Vera Armstrong, Bethany Inkamala, Geraldine Inkamala, Dalissa Brown, June Campbell; with one male potter, Lawrence Inkamala (the centre’s male potter’s development program starts next month!).

All the Potters use hand building techniques to create their vessels, coiling ropes of terracotta clay into a sturdy shape and then pinching the layers together to form a clean, smooth surface. Once the ceramic bodies are complete, the potters paint scenery on them with underglaze, telling stories of Country, family, animals and contemporary life in vibrant style.

The pots are then finished with a lid bearing a moulded and painted clay sculpture, which takes the shape of anything from a bogged Toyota troopy to a frill neck lizard or a footy player. Most of the time, artists choose which narratives they want to depict on their own pots, though they work collectively to a theme when making a body of work to be displayed at an exhibition.

With recent rains this summer, lots of the Potters have emblazoned their current pieces with scenes of river life, while Judith chose to illustrate the memories she has of sunsets at her husband’s outstation when she was a young woman.

‘All the people talking story at sundown – we always used to talk story by the fire,’ she says. ‘I was feeling I should make this pot of my memory from this time, thinking about from a long time ago, when I was young. I tell my story on this pot.’

Recently, the artists have been experimenting with new materials such as white earthenware clay and learning slip-casting techniques, which enables the makers to develop designs for tableware. With the Potters’ unique style, independent hold on their creative unity and clear vision for keeping the practice alive, the future of the collective is only going from strength to strength.

‘We teach the young people, show them how to make a little pot and a little bird,’ says Judith. ‘They learn a little bit. I been teaching Geraldine and Bethany, my two daughters, to work with clay – like me. Those old ladies are all gone, passed away. Only me, Anita Ratara, Dawn Wheeler and Rona Rubuntja still working from the start. Anita been teaching her daughter Hayley for a long time. They got to keep coming, the young ones, to learn. We got young ladies coming in, Vera, Andrea, Alizha, Dalissa. They learn from their aunties and grandmothers. They are coming up. They are keeping our pottery strong.’

Learn more about the Hermannsburg Potters and their work here.

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