#who brought french into this

[poughkeepsies]

my brain is. such. an interesting and Useless amalgamation of languages. truly astounding

[doydoune]

hey have you heard of this brand new aa trend that totally just came out

[rookinthecrownest]

Nobody give Antoine a Griffon bc I am losing it at the thought of some Darkspawn’s final moments being comprised of a lil French guy on the back of a bird-lion shouting something like ‘ VENT DEMONIAQUE 👹👹👹‘

[bogkeep]

realized something earlier today. you know that trope where bilingual characters in fiction will sprinkle their native language into english sentences? and how i personally, while i can't speak for every bilingual person on the planet, don't really see that happening in reality pretty much ever, at least not with people who are passingly fluent in english? anyway i realized i DO mix languages, just the other way. i will happily throw english words and phrases into my daily speech when chatting with my peers in norwegian or czech like it's no biggie. because we all know english here, so it makes sense to swap in words if i'm falling short! but why would i say words other people don't understand in conversation...!

[amarriageoftrueminds]

AU Idea I had last night:

Late-Teen Will either discovering that there's been a trust fund for him all along, left by his mother on the condition that it's used for fees at a fancy boarding school, or getting into fancy boarding school for graduation year because of merit / earning a scholarship and previously-unknown legacy-association with his estranged mother's family. Getting shipped off to said prestigious boarding school but being miserable there / struggling. He's the new boy, out-performing his peers, the poorest student there by a mile and constantly bullied for that and his innate weirdness and because girls like him.

Enter: temp-professor Hannibal (27; maybe he is on sabbatical from surgeon-ing for a year, before retraining as a psychiatrist.).

He notices Will's brilliance, takes a shine to him, and becomes a sort of mentor to him. He transforms Will's nightmarish experience of school almost overnight: eating lunch with him (giving him safe place to go, or ensuring he's safe wherever he is), tutoring him, seeing off his bullies, 'discovering' grants Will can use to pay for expenses since he's a scholarship student, etc etc.

(What does Hannibal teach? Art? Anatomy? Biology, dissecting things? Temps for the Phys.Ed. teacher and kicks ass / humiliates Will's bullies in an impromptu kendo lesson??)

Essentially, he makes Will feel he has room to breathe, and might actually have a chance to make the most of this golden opportunity. Also makes him feel cool by association because Hannibal has Chosen him and all the teenage boys basically want to be Hannibal. (Also, maybe it's a co-ed school and all the cheerleaders are mooning over dreamy Hannibal.)

Canon-style totally platonic but wildly homoerotic relationship because oblivious!Will still thinks he's straight and oblivious!Hannibal thinks he's only gawping at Will's beauty because he's an aesthete. 🤦‍♀️

Meanwhile, nasty 'accidents' keep befalling the worst of Will's bullies, the cruelest/most predatory teachers, etc. and Hannibal encourages Will to listen to his 'instincts.'

Ends with Will graduating and getting into prestigious ivy league school and Hannibal promptly quitting his teaching position to go and live with Will and be his sugar-daddy through college while Hannibal re-trains in psychiatry. (Or maybe Hannibal offers to fund a gap-year so he and Will can do a Grand Tour of Europe together.)

visual inspo under the cut:

90s Mads

Oxbridge Hugh

[gcantread]

villette is a hilarious comedy to me. lucy literally moves to france and spends the next several years going ewwww there are fr*nch people here?? disgusting :///

[spooky-circuits]

I think the different troll genres would probably have different cultures around deafness but overall be fairly accepted. The different genres also probably had their own sign language because of the separation. Not completely different but enough that it gets confusing for hearing trolls who don’t know that there are regional signs.

[etoilesbienne]

yeah i'm the person who sent the "the best way to know if this is true or not is to have proof" ask and i'm reeling from their response. like. jesus christ?? in the span of two days, i've gone from checking their blog daily to blocking them on every platform. the buzzwords, the self-righteousness, the Making A Guy Who's I Find Mildly Annoying A Bigot As Activism. who the fuck acts like this.

Feel free to not publish this, it's a bit of a vent, but. god, there's a part of me that still can't fully believe their account wasn't hacked or something

(i can take this down if you want) tbh im just so shocked at like the balls to post all that and be like yeah but i trust these random ass anons over this rather than actually researching. like if you want to post hate and negativity just... say it lol. id much prefer someone just being honest about their hate than trying to examplify it as a moral just cause to rally behind. also for fucks sake why do people not get that you cannot trust any section of twitter without proof. misinfo is absolutely not an english only thing like do people think bagi getting hate for a decade is from just the english community. same to baghera

[waugh-bao]

[lesbiansanemi]

In a turn of shocking events absolutely stunning no one more than myself, I might actually enjoy cooking and not only that, be good at it

[thischarmingand]

when people ask me what the biggest cultural difference is between Canada and the US I think I should start telling them the weirdest one, which is that in Canada 99% of people pronounce my name correctly and in the US even people who have heard me say my own name multiple times (some of whom I've worked with FOR A YEAR) whiff it on at least 75% of attempts.

[mishkakagehishka]

i read the lafayette guys name and went "lol. french" and then remembered. im fucking. queen of france. the clown is me

TO BE FAIRRRRRRRRR Marie Antoinette was Austrian :)

[xomoosexo]

yeah well, but phil is... phil. he is so annoying to me no matter te age lmao

well, i think there's tubbo who's 19, then there's a couple who are 21 but the mayority are over 25 and there are at least 4 who are over 30. and even the youngest ones have years of streaming for large audiences and reached their peaks years ago.

okay looking at a list it looks like the majority are between 24 and 28. but yeah the streaming audience thing is true. I do think though that q was looking for people who had established audiences cause he wanted to pull those fans into q smp and them having smp experience was an added plus.

[thvndersnow]

TAG DUMP 1 ;;

ooc and gen tags + first round of character tags

GEN:

ooc ;; your enormous eyebags have captivated me

info ;; from marathon to waterloo in order categorical

ramblings ;; noises and what they mean

gen hc ;; you can hide a lot about yourself but honey what are you gonna do?

answered ;; tell me all about your problems i was killing before killing was cool

ask memes ;; look who's inside again

promo ;; now this? this is beautiful

self promo ;; see the artistry in tearing the place apart with me

--

THEO TAGS:

theo tag ;; they saw trouble in my eyes and were quick to recognize the devil in me

theo hc ;; i was made to become a sanctuary

theo aes ;; my soul is painted like the wings of butterflies

theo ic ;; i wanna take shelter but i'm ready to fight

--

ASTRID TAGS:

astrid tag ;; i want to watch the world burn; i brought the gasoline

astrid hc ;; the thrill of control is the sweetest taste i've known

astrid aes ;; whiskey and french cigarettes

astrid ic ;; this is performance; this is a self defense

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JACKAL TAGS:

jackal tag ;; we all wanna party when a funeral ends

jackal hc ;; we are all a bunch of liars; tell me baby who do you wanna be?

jackal aes ;; pretty in pink

jackal ic ;; the kids don't care if you're alright honey

[inbabylontheywept]

i once accidentally dated someone for a few months. its very difficult to explain how this happened, but the gist is that i thought we were hanging out, and she thought we were on dates, and it was just a very painfully highschool thing.

she was a little bit confused that i hadnt tried to pull any moves, at all, even a little. like, didnt even try holding hands because, and i cannot emphasize this enough, i did not know we were dating.

so, halloween rolled around, and she thought, you know, why wait for destiny, when you can grab it? so she hit me with a clue by four.

babylon, she said. babylon. my mom's gonna be out of town on halloween, and im gonna have the house to myself, and it's going to be kind of lonely. would you like to come to my house and watch scary movies with me?

you know, kind of a netflix and chill thing. except, and i cannot emphasize this enough, i did not know we were dating. also autism. so i took it at face value and said: oh! yeah! thatd be fun! and she thought she got her point across, but she didnt and it was a mess.

skip forward to halloween: my family has a block party every year, right? and at that point i was too old to really trick or treat, but we still wore costumes for our role in the block party, which in my case, was handing out cotton candy. so i took the first shift, and my costume was this homemade abomination minion thing. i had full yellow body paint, and goggles, and a bald cap, and overalls. the kids who saw it were like, uh, hm. overly realistic minion. and adults were like, oh, some kind of hills have eyes hillbilly with jaundice. very scary.

(it was not my best costume.)

my little brother swapped me out for second shift, and i was getting ready to change out to head to her house when i was like: no, she'll get a real kick out of this. this is one of the worst things i have ever worn. so i kept it on and just brought a change of clothes thinking i could shower real quick and change at her place after she saw my nightmare getup.

so i left after that, got there, knocked on her door, and she said come on in. so i went in, and there was this very long hall with an abrupt right turn into her living room where the tv was, and i went down the hall, and i made the turn, and my field of view went from beige drywal to her, on the couch, naked. naked in the paint me like one of your french girls pose. super naked.

i panicked. this was my first time seeing a real person like, full on sex naked,which is a totally different beast from other kinds of naked. you see one kind of naked and you think yeah, im ready for all the kinds of naked, but you arent. i wasnt at least. i really wasn't.

so my brain crashed to BIOS. she also crashed to BIOS, but for different reasons. of all the ways this could have turned me, having me show up in yellow body paint and overalls was pretty pretty low down the list.

so we sat there a while, and you know, she wasn't getting any less naked, which really wasn't helping me get my brain sorted out. it really wasnt much of a surprise when she got her bearings first and started asking questions.

"babylon," she said. "babylon. what are you wearing?"

and i was like, kind of rebooted, but i was nowhere near full functionality, so symbolic language wasnt loaded in yet. i had nothing running but my trusty autism.exe, so i said

"overalls"

and she looked at me like i was the dumbest person in the entire world, and i looked at her like she was the first naked person i had seen in real life who got naked specifically for me, and my upper level cognitive process went: "listen man, we are not going to get our shit together as long as 80% of your brain power is devoted to not blinking. you gotta get out of here."

and if id communicated that, maybe things would have been less of a mess, but instead i just kind of turned around and walked back to my car. i figured i could drive a few loops around the block, get my brain in order, and figure out what the hell we were gonna do.

the only thing i had said to her since arriving was, again, overalls.

first loop around, i was like: oh god fucking damnit. oh shit. oh shit. shes gonna get like, an eating disorder from this. oh no.

second loop around i was like: oh NOOOOO oh WHAT THE FUCK oh SWEET JESUS PLEASE. i dont wanna go back man. i just wanna bury this and forget about it. please. please. let this bitter cup pass from my lips.

and after my third loop, i went and i knocked on her door again.

she answered it this time, and i counted my lucky stars that she'd changed into some pajamas. she was all teary eyed which was the saddest thing ever, and we sat down in her kitchen and talked. it was pretty bad - i figured out we'd been dating, and she figured out that trying to jump from home plate to 3rd base is considered ballsy in baseball, least of all dating. no real winners there. and i can remember after all that, we sat there a bit a bit longer, just steadying ourselves, and i was like "well, im actually really glad we figured that out. guess i'll see you at school tomorow' and she said "WAIT. wait."

"lets watch shrek 2."

so we did and it was horrible. we did not look at each other. we did not say a word. we just sat in stony silence, while shrek 2 played in the background, and when it was done we shook hands. i think we might have been able to salvage that as a friendship if it hadnt been for shrek. as it was she turned white as a sheet and ran away every time she even got a glimpse of me at school, and that summer she moved to a new state to live with her dad. all her friends said she moved just so she wouldn't have to go to school with me anymore, and i dont actually think they were lying.

every time i hear relationship counselors talk about how important communication is, and i'm tempted to roll my eyes, i look back and go, alright. alright. theres probably some poor bastard, somewhere in the world, who doesnt even know that hes married.

and god help him when he figures it out.

other bad dating story here.

[waugh-bao]