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In Campoestela, the Esteloplatense Confederation spreads across the Avis Fornacis constellation and the aether current of the same name... These are some worlds of interest:
Aerolito: A warm world of vast dry forests and wetlands, surrounded by rings. Because of them, it's perpetually lighted by shooting stars.
Aurora: The largest population and industrial center of the Confederation. Known by its epynomous auroras that can be seen even over the bright cities.
Esperanza: The original generation ship that blazed the Avis Fornacis aether current. Now parked in an orbit as the Confederation's ceremonial capital.
Finistelle: The end of the Avis Fornacis current, an icy moon located above the galactic plane, visited for its incredible views.
Libertad: A world of cold forested archipelagos, with a very well developed maritime culture because of the little space among the mountainous islands
Llanquille: A cool moon with extense glaciers separating patches of forest. Every patch has it's unique ecology, and nature services work overtime to protect them
Madre Tierra: The homeworld of humanity and many other species, much like other Human star leagues, the Esteloplatense Confederation has historic territories here.
Morfilod: A ringed gas giant and one of the few known breeding orbits of space whales. Usually inhabited by researchers, now there are more tourists...
Rosa: An agrarian small moon, not a tourist destination but known for its flower fields planted into art that can be seen from orbit
San Ignacio: A moon warmed by tidal vulcanism, known by its fertile hidden valleys among the capricious geographic forms.
Soledad: An ancient world orbiting a warming star. Covered in deserts and salt flats, yet still having a thriving ecology in the former depths
Taragüí: A tidally locked world with long rivers and marshlands on the inhabited portion, crossed by great bridges. Largest producer of yerba mate.
Tinto: A red world rich in iron and other metals, originally one of the main industrial centers of the Confederation, now trying to rebrand itself as a producer of luxury goods.
#cosas mias#campoestela#there are way more but these are the ones I remember#and only the Rioplatense ones#there's a lot more elsewhere
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Hey btw if you are writing something with an argentinian/uruguayan character (and u are not from here) at least have like... A slight clue of how mate works (? A good rule of thumb is that if u have as many mates as people in a scene u are doing something Wrong
#having some basic understanding of how argentine or rioplatense spanish works is also good#only exception for the mate thing i can possibly think of is if it's the middle of covid and the characters aren't close/are strangers#or if one of two characters has the most horrible cold a human being has ever caught#and the other one doesn't want to catch it#even then it only works if the characters aren't kissing each other 5m later
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The word for 'I' has many different forms in the Romance languages, such as French je, Italian io, Portuguese eu and Spanish yo. Yet all these forms stem from one Latin word: egō. Here's how egō step by step changed into a selection of its Romance descendants.
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How did these forms originate?
Latin, Late Latin and Sardinian
Around the second century AD, the [g] sound of Latin egō (as in English go) started to weaken. It became a fricative sound similar to the one in Modern Spanish agua 'water'.
In this form, with only minor vowel changes, it survived until this very day in certain Nuorese dialects of Sardinian: ego. These geographically isolated dialects are known for being the most conservative descendants of Latin. Their most notable trait is the conservation of the Latin [k] and [g] sounds before i and e: Latin centum '100' with [k] became kentu, whereas in Italian it became cento with the [tʃ] sound of English check, and in French, Portuguese and many variaties of Spanish it respectively became cent, cento/cem and ciento/cien with [s].
In a Late Latin text from the 6th century, we encounter egō as eo. By this time, the consonant had been dropped. It's this form that's considered Proto-Romance, i.e. the form that gave birth to all descendants except the form in the Nuorese dialects I discussed above. Eo even remained practically intact in a number of other Nuorese dialects.
Portuguese and Romanian
In Portuguese and Romanian, the -o of eo became w-like: eu. However, the Romanian spelling hides the diphthongisation of [ɛ] to [jɛ], later [je]. Cfr. ferrum > fier, and pellem > piele.
Italian and Neapolitan
In Italian, [ɛ] became [e] and then [i], a sound close to it: io. This sound change didn't only happen in this word: compare mio 'my' (from Old Italian meo) and Dio 'God' (from Deo) with Portuguese meu and Deus. In Neapolitan, the -o weakened and became the schwa sound of English words like roses.
Spanish and French
The form io must have also existed in the distant ancestors of Spanish and French, but there, [i] didn't stop changing: it turned into a [j], its consonantal counterpart. In both languages, this [j] eventually underwent fortition: it became a stronger consonant similar to the one in English joke, which eventually weakened again in Modern French je.
In South American Spanish, interesting things are happening. The sound change that yo pronounced as [ʒo] has undergone in the Rioplatense dialects in Uruguay and the southern part of Argentina is called zheísmo, and what's happening in Buenos Aires and spreading through Argentina is called sheísmo: [ʃo].
#historical linguistics#linguistics#language#etymology#latin#french#spanish#old french#old spanish#romanian#sardinian#portuguese#italian#proto-romance#video#audio#lingblr#late latin
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" The society of the snow " is not a remake of " Alive ". Fist is a real story about Uruguayan people who lost in the Andes Everest. Alive have some parts that are more accurate that the new movie, but are little ones, like avalanche when they sleep, and the shoes part. Other ones are pure fantasy. They don't sepeak, don't act and don't look like us ( Uruguayan ppl). But the new movie have latino Rioplatense actors ( almost Argentinan), and the major rol is play by a Uruguayan. Even the survivors play little roles in the film.
In Uruguay we are only 3 million ppl so or media and audiovisual are not development at all, so is a good decision to have a director from Spain.
My only complaint, I would have included more Uruguayan actors. "Numa" played by Enzo Vogrincic is a Uruguayan theater actor, and have a high level, for sure are others actors waiting for that big chance. Actually I'm happy that he has a good reception.
Sorry for my bad English.
#alive#society of the snow#la sociedad de la nieve#alive remake#uruguay#numa turcatti#enzo vogrincic#andes#viven#netflix#the society of the snow
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English translation for the first meme, because argentinian spanish -rioplatense spanish in general- verbs can be tricky to recognize (even tho i forgot the accents and only one word can be weird, maybe i just want to spill some facts or some English, you never know xd): "pov: you read Orlando Furioso for a second time and you experiencie Cloridano's loss again"
Angelica realmente vio a un tipo sin reacción y dijo me lo quedo. Bien por ella, supongo
Y Atlante en mi mente es como Merlin de La Espada en la Piedra
#orlandoposting#orlando furioso#ludovico ariosto#classic literature memes#italian literature#literatura#classic literature
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What are your favorite books in Spanish?
hi! and sorry that this question has been sitting in my inbox, but that's mostly because I'm ashamed to confess I haven't read Literature in Spanish extensively outside of school. School can do that to you.
Most of the stuff I liked there was poetry; I read Quevedo and Rubén Darío and Martí (if you want a Martí recommendation, Ismaelillo, a book of poems dedicated to his son is quite endearing) and García Lorca, and Bécquer and Neruda and Quevedo and Lope de Vega... you get the gist.
I always particularly hated Neruda. And García Márquez. A lot.
Horacio Quiroga being a national author is someone I read a lot and liked his stuff; the Cuentos de la Selva are very sweet and I like them a lot as stories for children. After reading stories by Edgar Allan Poe this year for a book club (Quiroga is called the Modernist Edgar Allan Poe often in Spanish speaking literary circles), my appreciation for his horror stuff grew, specially his ability to create mood and set up stories in just a few lines. Like how, for example, El Almohadón de Plumas makes set up and mood in two lines:
Su luna de miel fue un largo escalofrío. Rubia, angelical y tímida, el carácter duro de su marido heló sus soñadas niñerías de novia.
Boom! That's what I call economy!
I also read a lot of minor national writers like Serafín J. García (Juan el Zorro) and Juan José Morosoli. Morosoli in particular has a story that fascinates me in its simplicity and hidden meaning, that I do recommend a lot: El Viaje Hacia el Mar. There's even a movie for it!
There are some books I have never fully finished, but they are so important and classic I do always recommend them:
Don Quijote de la Mancha, which I suspect most English speakers do think of as "so Cervantes is the Spanish Shakespeare, ergo, Don Quixote is like reading Shakespeare", but that's mostly true on the humorous side. This novel is mainly affectionate parody of chivalry novels, and some of the scenes are hilarious. It's like the Jane Austen's Northanger Abbey of chivalry novels.
El Gaucho Martín Fierro, because that epic is so classic terms coined in it became part of the slang of Rioplatense Spanish, and also, stuff like this:
"Los hermanos sean unidos
porque esa es la ley primera.
Tengan unión verdadera
en cualquier tiempo que sea,
porque si entre ellos se pelean,
los devoran los de afuera"
El Poema del Cid. I don't think this one needs an explanation.
El Conde Lucanor. This one is less well known, but it is a collection of tales, where the count asks a question, and his adviser Patronio tells him a tale to present his advice. It's just that flavor of Spanish medieval literature.
Speaking of which, for the Catholics I do recommend Gonzalo de Berceo's Loores de Nuestra Señora, which is... basically that, tales of miracles and praise to the Virgin Mary.
Also, for the Catholics, and English speaking Catholics that are proficient in Spanish, I beg you to read St Teresa the Great, anything by her, because she was amazing and grounded and had such a zest and humor, and pretty much every English translation I have picked up turns it down a lot. Like, there's this one in the public domain that is not only horrifically Jesuitical, but it also turns the delightful "entre los pucheros anda el Señor" (the Lord ambles between the stews") into "the Lord goes with you in your duties, even to the kitchen", and considering how little known her absolute spot on description of life as "una mala noche en una mala posada" ("a bad night at a bad b&b") is, I fear it might have suffered a similar fate. But I think the matter of translating St Teresa should go into another post XD
So... what else? There must be more stuff, literature wise, but I'm blanking now.
When it comes to philosophy I also haven't read that much. I did read and found SUPER interesting Ortega y Gasset's Ideas y Creencias, in the way it highlights the closeness between scientific discovery and fantastic imagination. It was an eye opener.
Something I read last year, which is a classic of Uruguayan essay, is José Enrique Rodó's Ariel. It's an address to the youth of the Americas and I think it is very representative of the spirit of its time, some things are applicable today more than they were back in the day.
But the philosopher I have read the most in Spanish is Carlos Vaz Ferreira. Vaz Ferreira is a peculiar guy, because while most of his stuff isn't like, NEW or GROUNDBREAKING, his approach to philosophy in analytical ways that recognize the limitations of human thinking without despair is VERY refreshing, specially in terms of what is the late 1800s and early 1900s.
And this is all my brain is willing to provide today. I'm sorry I couldn't be more specific and varied in my response :(
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Howdy, a question if I may. In LatAm everything (from what I understand) is dubbed. For context I'm from a country where dubbing is only made for children's shows (until very recently actually), so I was curious about something: is the LatAm Castilian dub used for all/most countries, or does each country have their own studie? Like for example would the Spider-verse Castilian dub for Argentina and Venezuela be the same, or would it have different regional voice actors?
Also would a movie from Spain* be dubbed into LatAm Castilian? I saw them do this with once with newsreels in Brazil like the PM of Portugal spoke lmao
(*Specifically a movie in Castilian, since I'm assuming a movie in Basque or Galician would be naturally be dubbed, which happens inside Spain itself)
This is a complicated question because I'm sure it varies from show to show. Generally, yes, most movies, TV shows and cartoons are dubbed into a "neutral Spanish" here in Latin America. Many famous dub actors are well known for inserting their personality on the dubs (like the one for Gokú, for Homero Simpson and such). AFAIK it depends on studio to studio, I'm sure they have contracts and sometimes they have constant performances for a particular actor or character (for example, the dub actor for Will Smith is instantly recognizable to me), but these dubs are distributed all over Latin America. They resemble the Mexican dialect the most with some Colombia/Venezuelan, but you can find some easter eggs from other countries (especially in cartoons, they get really wild with dubs sometimes)
I'm not sure about other countries. Argentina does not have its own dubs for foreign movies, but Encuentro (and I think Paka-Paka, a children's educational network) do dub foreign documentaries into Rioplatense Spanish, with voseo and everything. It's interesting to listen when one is accostumed to "neutral" Spanish. I think there was a movement to dub movies and shows too, but I'm not sure it got anywhere.
I have not heard of movies from Spain getting dubbed to "Latin American" but I think I remember some Latin American movies dubbed to Castillian Spanish, I might be misremembering, perhaps my followers can say.
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30+64 for the fanfiction trope mashup game? love you and your writing btw!! <333
Ahhh thank you! I'm glad you enjoy my writing! <3
Also, this is so silly xD I went with a silly take on star crossed lovers and it does get a hopeful ending too because I can't bear to give them an unhappy ending but anyways, the first couple of paragraphs are pure appreciation for Anakin's body lol
From this prompt list game
30 - Holiday Fic and 64 - Star Crossed Lovers
It’s really stupid, Obi-Wan keeps telling himself, while applying another heavy layer of sunscreen onto his arms. His freckles have been running out of control under the heavy summer sun of Argentina’s beaches.
Two meters across him, his personal torture was sunbathing in the smallest swimsuit he had ever seen. What looked like kilometers of golden skin taunted him from across the beach. The man in question had been going down at the beach the last couple of days almost at the same time Obi-Wan did. He always set a canvas on top of the sand before laying down on it.
Obi-Wan desperately wanted to run his hand down the man’s naked chest while his other hand tangled in lovely golden curls and tugged them until the lovely lips would fall open with what he was sure was gonna be a lovely moan would leave them.
But alas, from what Obi-Wan had caught one time walking towards the water, the man seemed to be a local, his ‘r’s rolling perfectly out of his mouth and what he was sure was a rioplatense accent sounding natural on his lips.
And Obi-Wan, despite choosing Argentina on a whim to escape from everything, did not know any words in Spanish apart from “where is the bathroom”, “please” and “thank you”.
So he had turned to pine from afar, playing with his beard every time the man turned around and he got to enjoy the round curve of his ass in those tight swim trunks he chose to wear to the beach.
But the night of New Year, as he convinced himself to go to a bar to enjoy the evening with other people instead of alone in his hotel room, something new happened.
As a singer performed a song on a stage in a bar and Obi-Wan feasted on a delicious stout, someone approached the bar and sat down next to him. “Fancy meeting you here,” said the person on his side, the English marked by what could only be some kind of accent. And when Obi-Wan turned around, the man of the beach was next to him, an almost see-through shirt covering his chest. “You’re the man that always sits nearby at the beach. I heard you mumbling to yourself the other day, where are you from?”
Obi-Wan almost swallowed his tongue. The pretty man had noticed him? “I’m from Scotland,” he answered. “My name is Obi-Wan, nice to meet you.” He added, extending a hand towards the man.
“Anakin.” He said, a prosthetic meeting Obi-Wan’s naked palm. “You decided to visit for the New Year?”
As the conversation flowed, so did the night, until Obi-Wan found himself walking Anakin down towards his own hotel (“I live in the capital, took the days off work to forget all about it, start the new year fresh.”) wishing the night wouldn’t end.
And the next couple of days, Anakin would set his canvas next to Obi-Wan’s, and chat with him as he sunbathed, even buying them churros one afternoon.
But the clock kept ticking and he would have to go back soon.
And the day did, with him leaving on a bus back to the capital as Anakin stood on the platform, still some days off work for him.
Obi-Wan was sure he would never see the man again.
Until he sat down on his assigned seat and a crumpled piece of paper on his back pocket made him uncomfortable until he managed to pull it out.
Inside of the paper was a phone number and a silly doodle of Anakin’s winking face on it.
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Hi. Do you think the Spanish spoken in Latin American countries is completely different to the Spanish spoken in Spain? Is it so different that it’s not understandable nor comprehendable? I heard that Portuguese speakers from Portugal usually can’t understand Brazilian-portuguese, for many Portuguese ppl BR-PT is almost like a completely different language.
Hi! Thanks for the question :)
There are actually many factors we have to think about when trying to answer this. One is that I'm a Spanish learner and can only answer from my perspective and from what I've heard from native speakers.
The other is that there is a multitude of Spanish dialects inside of Spain and Latin American countries, some of which will be easier or more difficult to understand based on which Spanish you're most used to.
One accent that is quite difficult to understand generally is Chilean, to the point where a lot of native speakers from other countries joke about not understanding Chileans.
Most of my teachers have been from Asturias, and I spent a lot of time in Galicia, Catalonia and Valencia so this is the accents I am most used to understanding. From my perspective, some Latin American accents are quite easy to understand (Mexican), some I experience as quite different but not too difficult (Rioplatense). Some are difficult (Cuban) and some are frustratingly difficult (Chilean). But there's also accents within Spain (Andalusian) I struggle with. And there are so many accents I haven't even mentioned because I haven't had much experience with it. Is the Spanish from Honduras more or less difficult for me to understand? Are there differences within Honduras? I don't know that yet!
TLDR: all Spanish accents should be pretty much mutually intelligible in my experience, but there will be differences and difficulties, even within the same country, depending on where you learned Spanish.
I hope this helped!
#spanish#Langblr#And obviously with Mexican I mean the general Mexican accent used in television and dubs#I have no idea about like rural Mexico
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The Afro-Latina in me has only one question.. So Nick is played by an Argentinian actor who I am assuming speaks Rioplatense Spanish whereas Manny is obviously Mexican and speaks Mexican Spanish, so are they going to just freestyle it like they do everything and have them speak their native dialects or will they put on an accent? Because if not.. to Spanish speakers it would be like one brother has an American accent while the other has a Scottish accent or something, the chaos I can’t 😭
Oh God, I didn’t even think about that. For fuck‘s sake 😫
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ngl sorry that i started a spanish discussion in ur blog (also that job is a dream it's so cool. how do u even have time for everything!! queen shit tbh) and after some Thought your other anon is actually right i think he just gets stuck with some particular words like most ppl fluent in spanish (who mainly speak english daily) do and the only reason one notices at all is bc of the rioplatense dialect being too different. tldr gabe saporta bilingual king and i love ur blog
yes i love that job and thank u very much!!!
btw i would recommend the loveline interview, i dont watch a ton of cobra interviews but i feel like this is a more obscure one and even though its just about sex and relationships gabe touches on a lot of cultural differences and i thought it was really interesting
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FI6uNEmW8bQ
#the funniest part of this interview is when travie is very casually like#oh yeah. its normal for girls to come so hard they faint. it happens to me all the time. you just gotta fan them until they wake up#like very casual like you can tell he isnt lying hes just like yeah it happens to chicks sometimes#and gabe and william are DEAD SILENT for like ten minutes
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500 followers drabble - “Game Night.”
Thank you again for following me! The drabble below takes place shortly before the events of the game, before the Covey meets the MC.
What had started off as a normal night was quickly developing into a shit show.
When Teddy had suggested a games night to unwind during the evening, everyone had been quite open to the idea. Landing on a game that would suit everyone had been a bit of a process; Clémence was vehemently against Alejandro’s suggestion of Apples-to-Apples, and Ernest had developed a headache halfway through reading the instructions to Cards Against Humanity. They had a cribbage board, but Bridget was the only one who understood the rules.
It was Mars who had suggested Monopoly.
And thus, it was Mars who had brought the group to their current state.
“Can someone please trade me Park Place for Vermont Avenue?” Alejandro asks, frowning as he looks over his disappointing selection of cards. “I really want to develop property on the dark blue squares.”
He sweeps a lock of hair out of his eyes and gives the people sitting around him a pleading, puppyish look. The expression’s far more compelling than it has any right to be on a man in his twenties, but his fellow players seem to have built up an immunity of sorts against it.
Even Mars, who was most easily swayed by Alex, shakes her head. “Nice try, Alejo, but I haven’t forgiven you for hoarding the Pennsylvania Railroad,” she says
“I had to,” Alejandro argues. “Otherwise you would have gotten a monopoly on the trains.”
“That was the right choice,” Ernest says solemnly, nodding at the other man. “Absolutely no one wants a Mars-controlled railroad monopoly.”
“I hadn’t even realized until you said it,” Mars says, but a smile tugs on the corner of her mouth anyways—a smirk much too devious for anyone’s comfort. Alejandro clears his throat and turns to Teddy.
“Teddy. Brilliant, beautiful Theodore—”
“No. Whatever you’re going to suggest, no,” Teddy says. He doesn’t even bother looking up from where he’s neatly sorting his play money on the carpet. “You don’t have the card I want, anyways.”
“Which one would that be?”
Teddy puts down his money and scrutinizes his cards, three red properties and two yellow ones. “I want...Atlantic Avenue.”
“Who has that?” Alejandro asks.
Clémence (who, to a casual observer, wouldn’t even seem to be paying attention), lifts her hand up, the vibrant yellow card clutched between her fingers. On Clémence’s left, Bridget lets out an interested “ooh.”
“I don’t think you’re getting the card, Teddy,” Bridget says, and her sympathetic words are off-set by the look of mischievous glee on her face.
Alejandro nods and pats Teddy’s shoulder. ”Rest in peace.”
Teddy sputters, looking helplessly at Clémence.
“Clémence—”
“No,” Clémence says. She flips her black hair over her shoulder in one smooth, aggressive, motion that makes it hard to tell whether or not she’s doing it specifically to brush him off.
Ernest speaks up from her other side. “I’ll trade you for Atlantic Avenue.”
The brunet man had been quiet for the past few minutes, surveying the board—it was always worrying when Ernest had too much time to think, because it usually meant he was figuring something out.
Clémence leans over to look at his cards, and shakes her head.
“Your cards are even worse than Alejandro’s,” she says.
Ernest furrows his brow, and holds up a bright yellow slip of play-money. “What if I give you five hundred dollars?”
“Still no.”
Ernest sets down the fake five hundred dollar bill, reaches into the back pocket of his slacks, and pulls out a thin leather wallet. “How about fifteen real dollars?”
Interest finally piqued, Clémence leans over to collect and is promptly physically pulled back by Bridget.
“That’s not how this game works,” Bridget scolds.
“How about that transaction you had with Mars? I don’t recall that being in the rule book,” Teddy says, his normally warm voice suddenly accusative. Mars flushes red and reaches a hand up to her head. Her hair, usually left down in its wild brown curls, has been arranged into a dainty crown braid. A silk daisy is tucked in near her temple.
“That’s different,” Mars says defensively. “I traded Bridget for the Short Line railroad. She just did my hair while we were waiting for you to all finish fighting over who was in jail. It’s not our fault you all decided to waste your time.”
“We’re innocent,” Bridget agrees.
Alejandro frowns and raises a hand to his chin, pretending to be in deep thought. “I could have sworn you two were texting each other...”
Before Mars can defend herself, Clémence snatches Mars’ unlocked phone out of her hand.
“‘B, I’ll let you do my hair if you give me Short Line. Anything but pigtails,’” Clémence reads out loud.
“Subtle,” Teddy says.
“Wow, that’s straight up hurtful,” Alejandro says, shaking his head. “From one railroad baron to another: why would you do such a thing, Marisol?”
“Now you’re just being hypocritical. We all know you and Mars were arranging a deal in Spanish,” Ernest says. Real currency is clutched in his hands even as he accuses the others.
“Yes! That couldn’t have just been ‘language practice,’” Bridget says, jumping on the opportunity to deflect attention away from herself.
Alejandro, to his credit, doesn’t even try to deny it. “Yeah, okay, we tried, but I can barely understand Mars’s accent. So it never amounted to anything.”
“It’s not my fault you don’t understand Rioplatense Spanish.”
“Mars tried to cheat twice. I think that makes for a bad example,” Teddy says, and Mars gives him an exasperated look.
“An example for who?”
“The impressionable youth, of course,” Alejandro says, waving towards Clémence. The black-haired woman scowls and throws one of the dice at Alejandro; it bounces harmlessly off his stomach.
“I think you’re right. Mars should be punished for breaking the rules,” Bridget says in her primmest voice, tucking her knees underneath her and smoothing out the skirt of her dress. Ernest nods in agreement.
Mars rubs her temples. ”Ernest, you can’t punish me for cheating. You literally tried to buy off Clémence five minutes ago.”
The corners of Ernest’s lips twitch. “You chose a game called Monopoly. I’m just taking advantage of my capital.”
“Not your real capital,” Mars says pointedly, and the flower in her hair bobs with her movements. She looks back down at her cards and groans. “This is because of my railroads, isn’t it? These are more damn trouble than they’re worth.”
“How much trouble?” Alejandro asks immediately, leaning over. “Because I could take them off your hands—”
A chorus of “no” rings out, from everyone around the board, ranging from indignant to exhausted to downright murderous. Teddy throws down his cards and groans.
“Screw it. Alejandro, I’ll give you Park Place if you give me the Pennsylvania Railroad and two hundred dollars.”
Alejandro’s fingers hesitate over his card. “Real money, or fake money?”
“Oh my god, I hate that this game is at the point where you have to ask that,” Teddy sighs. “Fake money.”
“Sure, as long as you promise you won’t give it to Marisol,” Alejandro says. Mars frowns and mutters something under her breath.
Ernest raises an eyebrow. “Mars, I might not speak Spanish, but feel like I can make an educated guess as to what ‘decapitar’ means.”
“Good,” Mars says darkly. “Suffer.”
She turns to her cards, but looks back up after a beat.
“Also, it’s Teddy’s turn to roll.”
“This is so confusing. We should have just played checkers,” Bridget sighs to Clémence, playing with the origami butterflies that used to make up her Monopoly money reserve.
“That would have been even worse,” Clémence says. She holds up a thin leather wallet, neat and monogrammed with initials that decidedly aren’t hers. “Want to see if Ernest keeps anything interesting in here?”
Bridget drops her butterfly, her attention now entirely off the other players (who have descended into a passionate and increasingly physical debate over the meaning of the words “income tax.”) “Ooh, yes please.”
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Heritage pride!! List 5 things you love about your culture and send this to your 5 newest followers!
I’ve had this one for a long, long time too, I should clean my inbox thing more often
It was hard thinking of these because what exactly is my culture? I immediately thought “I’m from América Latina” but Latino isn’t a culture, it’s a geographical division, there’s thousands of LatAm subcultures. Then I thought Argentina, and then again, my country is really big, many subdivisions too. So let’s go with Rioplatense, which is the people who live next to the Río de la Plata (it’s used for Uruguayans too, but I’m not speaking for them because I don’t know if they feel the same way)
5 things about my culture that I love:
Cuisine. We have the best food in the universe. Milanesas, asado, real ice-cream, guisos, Fernet con Coca, I could go on forever
Our accent I think it’s called lunfardo. I’ve said it before, but I arrogantly admit we love how we sound, it has a certain je ne sais quoi
Our friendliness. We sound fake to many others, but we’re really happy to meet new people. If a friend of mine brings their friend to my house, we’re already friends too, even if we just met. We assume people are friends until proven otherwise
Our passion for fútbol. Some of us don’t know shit about it, but when our national team plays? We’re there screaming to the tv. It unifies us, which is particularly hard nowadays, there’s a very marked division, at least in Argentina. I like that we get together with friends we haven’t seen in ages and there’s this common feeling of pride, even when we lose, regardless of politics, economic class or social postures ⚽️
Our family dynamics. There’s a lot of hypocrisy at times, but generally we’re united families, and big ones too. The Nonna who cooks for a whole legion and the Abuela who always spoils you “secretly”. Not being completely sure who those little kids at the gatherings are and your parents going “oh that’s Fede, the son of my uncle’s cousin-in-law”. Knowing that someone will inevitably be there for you if anything happens
I’m not saying these traits are only ours. And these are not things every Rioplatense identifies with, either. I’m only saying this is what I love the most about the general image of my culture
#jesus talkig about culture is terrifying#i really don’t mean to offend anyone#also i sent it to like three people bc the rest didn’t have activated ask boxes#buenos aires#argentina#rioplatense#rio de la plata#lunfardo#ask game#thefangirlsnewgroove#cevenini speaks
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The impeccable timing of everything - Chapter 4
4/5
I forgot again, this has been out for like 4 months
Rating: Teen
Ao3 link
Hollywood
November 25, 16:15 PDT
Oracle had gone through all the data brought to her by team Beta. She obviously looked like she hadn’t slept, though that seemed to be the general theme in the room filled with tired and groggy teens.
The Outsiders were called as soon as Barbara was done, the whole team was once again in their HQ looking up at the large screen with the former Batgirl explaining her findings on it.
All of them were concentrated on her, but the exhaustion from the non stop missions was catching up with them.
Ed audibly sighed and looked at Bart who was standing next to him, at least he looked like he’d gotten some sleep. Ed was glad, he’d been preoccupied with the new additions to the center, especially the two little gingers…
Bart’s gaze drifted to Ed, who looked like he’d seen better times, Ed’s always had this feeling of sunshine around him, but know it looked like they were a few clouds in the sky, “the sky” was still beautiful just a tad dimmer than usual. He gently nudged the other teen and gave him a reassuring smile. Ed quickly returned it.
“Let’s start.” Beast boy announced, his green skin slightly paler than usual. All eyes looked up at Barbara.
She pushed her round glasses up “The good news is that the end is nigh, we know where the base of operation is.”
That quickly caught all of the Outsiders’ attention.
The ginger smiled and a map of the America showed up and started zooming in…
“Metropolis?” Virgil said out loud.
“Kinda risky doing such a thing on Supe’s turf.” Jaime added.
“Indeed it is, but the outskirts of Metropolis offer a wide range of huge storage spaces and underground tunnels left over from past events.” Barbara was quick to explain.
Ed spoke up “We don’t have any guarantee that the thing is even still operating, we know they are shutting down everything and probably repositioning, everything might be gone by now.”
Oracle nodded “That is true, but when we take into account all the things that are possibly there, repositioning will take a lot of time, especially since they want to do it without raising any suspicion.”
The others agreed with her and she continued on “Also there were more catalogues with metas in them, again we are still working on connecting them to possible missing people.”
“I am guessing it’s hard because they were probably in similar situations like Kate, Wayne and Kole?” Ed asked, though it was more of a statement.
Barbara nodded, her expression saddened, but she quickly continued “What about the new four, Ed? I’ve got some basic info on them in here, but that’s about it.”
The peer counselor shrugged “I haven’t talked a lot with them, but their names are Raelene Sharp.” A picture of a girl with bright blue eyes and a short, messy bob appeared on the screen. “Miriam Delgado.” Her picture showed up as well, she had raven black hair, her sclera was also black, while her eyes white. “And at the end, the twins. They only speak Spanish, when I asked them about anything regarding their life, I got no answer, they said they don’t remember anything. I tried looking up any info regarding them, but there was none. Like they had never existed, at least Raelene and Miriam both had social medias, Miriam was also registered in a couple foster homes in Brazil, and Raelene had a record with some minor offences. But those two, absolutely nothing.”
“Afraid to say the same, Ed. I looked up deeper, but again came back empty handed, Intergang also knew nothing, not even their names.” Barbara shot back.
Ed sighed, looking even more tired then before. Bart placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and the teleporter leaned into it.
Ed sighed “Anyways, that is all to be dealt with later. What do we do now?” He turned the question towards Garfield.
“Now.” Garfield announced “We make a plan of attack.” He looked at Ed “You’re in this time?”
The aforementioned teen nodded “We’ll most likely need all hands on deck for this one.”
Garfield smiled, but his expression turned serious “Okay, team, let’s get this show on the road!”
Taos
November 25, 20:00 MST
Ed sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day, before the meeting with the Outsiders he’d dealt with the four new arrivals and had even managed to squeeze in a quick training session with Kate, Kole and Wayne. Their destructive behaviour was still there, but definitely not as rampant as before.
Garfield had laid down the plan and they’ve discussed it until everything was smoothed out and it was supposed to go without a hitch, though he couldn’t help but think of a certain quote he’d heard somewhere “Make the plan; Execute the plan; Expect the plan to go off the rails; Throw away the plan.” Everything always seemed to end like that, one way or another.
As weird as it may sound, he was kind of excited for the mission… Of course, the idea that they might be taking down Intergang was thrilling, but another part of him was even more excited at the prospect of spending more time with Bart. Even though they had to be professional, time with Bart was always a good time. Lately it felt like they could never see each other, so even though they were going to be taking down an intergalactic human trafficking ring, he was still excited.
He got up from where he was staring at his laptop’s screen and teleported in front of the doors of the multipurpose room, Neut had texted him that he was there with the four new additions to the center. He pushed the door open and was quickly greeted by a blur of white and red almost tripping him. The blur were the teens, they were also speedsters, though only if they were touching. The looked at him with wide eyes and he in return offered them a kind smile.
They were obviously excited to see him, since they could best speak with him. From the brief conversations he’s had with the twins, he concluded that they must be from Mexico, due to the way they spoke. While their conversations weren’t perfect, again thanks to the differencces between Rioplatense spanish and Mexican spanish, they were still better than the ones with Neut, who’d only taken spanish in highschool.
“How are you guys doing?” He asked the gingers, whose hands were linked.
They both grinned at him, their smiles were almost identical, but one of them was missing a tooth. They spoke in unison “We are having fun!”
‘Kinda creepy.’ Ed thought, but quickly banished it away, he offered his hand to them ‘Why don’t we go see what the others are doing?’ One of them took it, while the other continued to hold hands with his brother.
They walked over to Neut and the two girls sitting on one of the couches, well Nathan and Miriam were sitting, Raelene was standing of to the side, he could guess why based on the two gashes left in the couch cushions. Though the sharp spikes that were on her shoulders when she got here were gone.
“Oh, Ed, I see you’ve managed to get them to stop for a bit, I swear those two have seen the whole center at least three times by now.” Neut said.
Ed looked down on them, a gentle smile on his face. He slowly let go of the kid’s hand and prompted them to sit down, then he turned towards Miriam and Raelene “How are you two doing?”
Miriam shrugged, her curls covering her face “As good as anyone who was human trafficked, I suppose.”
The other girl pointed at the couch “Sorry about that.”
Ed sighed “No worries, things like that… happen all the time.” ‘Have to add that one to the list as well.’
He pointed at her shoulders with his chin “I see the spikes are gone.”
She put her right hand on her left shoulder “Yeah, it happens from time to time… I still can’t control it.”
Ed smiled reassuringly at her “That is more than okay, it’s what we’re here for.”
She smiled, but also rolled her eyes in an endearing way.
“Anyways, I know we already met each other, but there wasn’t an official introduction, my name’s Ed, I’m a peer counselor here.” He extended his hand towards the girl with bright blue eyes and short hair.
Raelene took it “Well, my name’s Raelene, but you can call me Rae.”
“I’m Miriam, Miri also works.”
Ed nodded at her and turned towards the twins, he quickly did the same introduction, but neither of the twins could tell him their names. They were a bit distressed at that, but the Argentinian was quick at reassuring them.
He turned towards the others “Well, they can’t just stay nameless…”
Rae leaned so she was at eye level with the twins, she pointed at one “Ginger 1.” Then she pointed at the other “Ginger 2.” The twins actually looked offended at that.
Miri laughed “Something tells me they didn’t like those.”
Rae rolled her eyes in retaliation, putting her hands on her hips and leaning back.
“Maybe they could be nicknames? Based on something?” Ed mused.
“Like their powers?” Miri supplied.
“Okay then, Sonic and other Sonic!” The Brazilian concluded. Rae had the audacity to snort at that. The twins looked like it had caught their attention.
Miriam saw that and continued “What? You want to be called Sonic?” She touched the kid’s nose while talking in the most obnoxious, cutesy voice possible.
Neut interjected “We’re not calling them Sonic.”
Miriam pouted “Spolisport.”
Neut thought for a second “The idea with the powers wasn’t bad though… their powers work only when they touch, like they attract each other… like a magnet! What about Mas and Menos?” He looked so proud.
The other teens were silent, until Ed spoke up “Good thing you took spanish in high school eh? But anyways, I like it.” The others nodded “Well let’s see if they like it as well.” He turned towards the twins, explaining what they’ve decided, both of them grinned and quickly proclaimed which one was Menos and which one was Mas.
Ed grinned at them.
Afterwards Miriam started communicating with the newly nicknamed twins, by waving her arms excitedly, she was Brazilian, but they could still “talk” by using one or two words. The gingers seemed entertained enough, until she looked like she was deep in thought, then a second later instead of Miriam, there was an exact copy of one of the twins, except his eyes were black. Both of the gingers looked shocked and started talking in rapid spanish. Their copy turned towards the others “You can call me Igualidad!” He proudly announced, then laughed and transformed back into Miriam.
“Damn, that was awesome.” Said Neut.
Ed silently nodded in agreement, while Miriam blushed.
Rae interjected “Except the lame joke.”
Miriam stuck her tongue out in retaliation.
The Argentinian started talking once again “Have you guys met any other residences of the center?”
“Yeah, a few, though we still haven’t seen the three who were also caught by Intergang.” Raelene supplied.
Ed smiled brightly “Well, that’s perfect, because I was just going to ask you if you want to join me, Kole, Kate and Wayne, those are the names of the others kidnapped by Intergang, for a quick training session.”
Miriam looked sceptical “Training? Like fighting?”
“No! We just learn how to better control and deal with our powers, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it, if not then you can just watch, see what’s it like.” Ed explained.
The Brazilian still didn’t look convinced, but nodded regardless.
Ed thought for a second “Want to teleport there?”
That definitely caught the others interest. He also asked the twins which looked more than excited.
He extended his hand and the others took it, some more reluctant than others.
He grinned “Hold on.” Then a gold light engulfed them.
Hollywood
November 26, 9:24 PDT
The Outsiders were done training, today was the day they attack Intergang’s main base of operation. All of the heroes were excited, but also kind of nervous. That sort of nervousness never went away, no matter how many mission there were. It mostly turned into acceptance and confidence, that no matter what they’ll be able to pull trough.
Cassie and Tera made a finishing move and took down the last “threat”, afterwards the simulation cleared out and the young heroes were back in their regular training grounds.
Tera and Wonder girl high fived, while Gregor from where he was staring outside the protective glass, gave his little sister a look filled proudness and maybe a little fear. She grinned at him.
“Good work everybody!” Their leader, Garfield, excitedly said.
The other nodded, that was their cue that it was time to hit the showers and relax a bit. The walk to the dressing room was short and allowed the heroes to unwind a bit, so neither Bart, nor Ed were using their respective powers.
Ed nudged Bart with his elbow “I’d forgotten how awesome you were.”
Bart blushed a bit, but grinned “That’s what happens when you sit out on missions! You should come, if only to watch me!” Bart announced, then quickly struck a strongman pose.
Ed chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind, amigo.” He winked at the end.
They continued their short walk to the dressing rooms, maybe just a tiny bit closer than necessary.
Metropolis
November 27, 2:45 EDT
The Outsiders were currently in the Bio-ship, right above where Intergang’s base was supposed to be. They had been monitoring the site since it’s discovery, so they knew that it was still active. Even though it was Metropolis, Superman wouldn’t be joining them due to some of the restrictions the League still had. If he came they would have to announce it to the police and they couldn’t risk anybody knowing they were coming.
Beast boy turned towards his team “Everybody ready?”
They all nodded, determined.
“Okay then, now let’s just hope nothing goes wrong!” Garfield announced, truly a revolutionary when it came to speeches.
Something went wrong.
Well, to be exact not more wrong then usual, there were just a lot more people, than they had anticipated. Ugly had also grabbed one of the metas, saying he’ll kill them if the Outsiders didn’t do as they were told. While dealing with that and also saving the other metas and not trying to get shot with alien technology. Bart and Ed had ended up being captured… well kinda. They were helping a few metas escape from what they thought was a broken cell. Turns out it wasn’t and both of them were suddenly stuck it in, it was especially designed so that powers didn’t work inside out if it, they were sure Barbara would figure it out later.
Ed quickly contacted the others, explaining to them the situation, they said that they’ll get to them as soon as possible. Ed sighed “Well that blows.”
“I know right! I should be out there kicking names and taking ass!... wait.” Kid looked like he was contemplating his whole existence.
Ed laughed “Are you sure about that, amigo?” Bart was glad that his dumb joke had worked.
The Argentinian walked around their decently sized cell and looked around “Nope, no way of getting out. Awesome…”
“Guess we’re playing the waiting game.”
“Yup.” Ed slid down the green, transparent walls and sat on the floor. Kid flash sat on the opposite end, facing Ed.
Bart started talking “So how’s it going at the center?”
“Pretty good actually, the Intergang seven are getting along pretty well, I’m also arranging for somebody to teach Mas and Menos English.”
“Mas and Menos?” Bart questioned.
“The speedster twins.” Ed clarified.
Bart raised an eyebrow “We, speedsters, are quickly growing in number, eh?.”
Ed grinned “Sorry to break it to you, but you’re just not that special.”
The other teen smirked “I was thinking in more of taking over the world kind of way, but sure continue being ignorant, it’ll be your downfall.” He declared, unnecessarily dramatic.
Ed snorted “What? I thought we were amigos, but you’re just gonna toss me away when you take over the world?” Faking hurt, he clutched his chest.
Bart pit his finger on his chin thinking deeply about it, then looked Ed in the eyes “Maybe I’ll keep you, you can be my personal zeta tube.”
“Oh being turned into a transportation device, what joy that’ll be.” Ed said, his tone sarcastic and flat.
“Be grateful, peasant.” Bart used his best high and mighty voice. Soon after both of them burst into laughter.
Ed was the first to recover “I missed just being able to talk with you.”
Bart smiled “Yeah, me too, who knew the only place where we would be able to talk would a cell.”
Ed ran a hand trough his curls, playing with one “Yeah, but hey, if everything goes okey today, we will hang out… I mean we talked about it.” He had a slight blush.
Suddenly a huge explosion was heard from close by, catching both their attentions, they waited a beat, two, but nothing, so they just relaxed back against their respective walls.
“Yeah, of course, let’s just hope this isn’t the last time we talk like this.” Bart said.
“If it is, then better make it count.” The sentence slipped before Ed could do anything about it.
That quickly caught Bart’s interest “Is there something you want to say?”
Ed blushed even harder than before and looked away from Bart “Uhmm, maybe… do you?”
Now it was Bart’s then to blush “Maybe.” He looked up at the top of the cage.
Ed looked him straight in the eyes and opened his mouth as if to say something, but Bart cut him off, without knowing. “You’re like one of the coolest people I know and uh… Geez, and I really, really like you!” Bart had shut his eyes after his confession, but after hearing nothing for a few moments opened them and looked at Ed.
Ed looked as if he was trying to decipher what Bart had said “I’m gonna be straight with you, even without your powers you still talk super fast.”
Bart chuckled at that, then took a deep breath “Take two.” This time he relaxed more and said it slowly, only praying that it all goes smoothly, instead of awkward “I like you.” He looked Ed in the eyes, they were wide and surprised.
Ed sighed “Please tell me you mean as a boyfriend and not as a friend?” His eyes were pleading.
Bart laughed “Yeah, as a boyfriend.” He grinned.
“Oh thank God! I like you too like a lot… a lot.” Ed looked at the ground, his blush brighter than ever.
Bart also blushed, but grinned. Ed got up and moved next to Bart. After a few moments of silence the Argentinian spoke up “Damn, are we really going to tell people we got together in a prison cell in the base of human traffickers?”
Bart wholeheartedly laughed at that one, then grinned “Well I guess that’s just the life of a superhero.” Then he pretended to put on sunglasses.
Ed rolled his eyes at him, god, he loved this dork, then a thought quickly struck him “So… umm, want to make that hang out… a date?”
Bart looked surprised at that, but quickly answered a second later “Hell yeah!” Both of them looked in each other’s eyes, blushing hard, but grinning like morons and bursting at the seems with giddiness.
An explosion broke their moment, they turned towards it’s source, it was Cyborg who had lovingly blown a hole in one of the walls close by. Both of the trapped heroes quickly got up and enthusiastically waved at him. Victor walked over to the control panel of the cell and in a few seconds, they were free.
“Freedom!” Kid Flash yelled.
“You were in there for like 15 minutes.” Vic pointed out.
“More than enough.” The brunette deadpanned.
“How’s it going out there?” Ed inquired.
“Don’t worry guys, you’re just in time, things are getting real Ugly out there, if you know what I mean?” Victor grinned at his own joke.
Ed smirked “Yeah I think we got it.”
“Then what are we doing standing here chatting?” Kid Flash quickly ran off.
Victor and Ed shared a look, then Ed shrugged and teleported.
“Geez, couldn’t you wait for a second.” Cyborg muttered under his breath.
Hollywood
November 27, 1:57 PDT
The Outsiders had just returned back to HQ, the whole mission had been exhausting, but totally worth it. Though none of them had yet to take a proper look at all the info they’ve gathered they knew a few things for sure, Ugly was once again in police custody and all of the metas that had been kept in Metropolis were also safe. Both the center and the authorities were working on contacting their families, if they had any.
The young heroes were already having a meeting, apparently Barbara had something she wanted to share with them.
“Good job out there!” Oracle congratulated them from the screen.
They thanked her.
“So, what’s the news?” Garfield asked her.
Barbara pushed up her glasses “I haven’t had the time to go through everything, but here is what I found out, first off.” A list appeared next to her “This right here contains all of Intergang’s bases and when last they were active.”
Garfield nodded “We’ll need to check all of those out, even the non-active ones, I’ll have to inform the League, that’s a lot of ground to cover.”
Barbara nodded “I also found another list, but this one contained all the locations from which they abducted metas and also their contacts!”
Ed perked up at that “That means, that we’ll be able to prove that both the foster home and juvie were responsible.”
“Most likely.” Barbara nodded.
Ed breathed a sigh of relief at that and Bart gently took his hand into his, that did not go unnoticed by Jaime and Cassie. The blonde wiggled her eyebrows up and down, while Jaime winked at the couple. Bart rolled his eyes at his nosy friends, then returned his attention once again to the meeting “Have there been any news regarding the metas in space, I know that all of our allies in space and the green lantern corp have been looking for them.”
Barbara pushes up her glasses and they caught the light for a second “There are a couple leads that are being investigated right now, but that’s about it, still nothing solid.”
Virgil crossed his arms “Man, I wish we could have gone to space.”
Garfield spoke up “Virgil…”
“Yeah, yeah I know, the others can handle it and so on…”
And just like that the meeting continued. Everything that could be discussed at the moment was and while the Outsiders knew that what they were doing was important, they were pretty relieved when it ended.
Hollywood
November 27, 6:00 PDT
Everyone had taken a shower and Beast boy had set a meeting with the League to form a new plan, all in all, a pretty successful day.
Bart and Ed were currently sitting on the stools on the balcony, enjoying the slightly cold morning breeze. The others had either gone away or were currently sleeping.
They hadn’t really talked about what had happened in the cell, but maybe they didn’t have to. They both felt good and happy and filled with excitement.
“You think the center will survive you not being there for once?”
Ed snorted at that “I’m sure it’ll all go smoothly, I mean both my dad and Neut will be there to deal with the new metas.”
“You don’t sound too sure.” Bart smiled
The other shrugged “Honestly, I should stop being such a control freak… at least for a bit… I’m too tired right now.” He smiled at the end, looking at the sun still being engulfed in mist.
Bart smiled and brought his hand across the small table, Ed quickly took it. “So, now I can call you my boyfriend right?” He asked a slight pink hue to his cheeks.
Bart’s face split into a wobbly smile “Only if I can also call you my boyfriend.”
Ed beamed at that.
Suddenly Bart was filled with a rush of energy “I can’t wait for our date!” He got up, still holding Ed’s hand and pulling him slightly.
“Yeah, me too, we’ll just have to wait for a bit… sadly patience is a virtue none of us posses.”
Bat thought for a second “Well, we can still hang out when we can, even if it’s not an official date!”
Ed smiled gently “I’d like that.”
The other teen looked Ed straight in the eyes, in that moment with the breeze gently blowing his curls and the dull shine of the sun making his skin almost glow, he truly looked absolutely breathtaking. Bart thought for a second, then lowered himself so he was leaning on his forarms across the table. He let got of Ed’s hand and instead gently cupped his cheek. The Argentinian smiled at that and leaned into the touch. Bart swallowed and slowly started moving closer to Ed. The other teen smiled and met him halfway. They both melted into the kiss.
When they parted they looked into each other’s eyes and a second later grinned like idiots. It had truly been a good mission.
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For country ask thing: 24, 22, 18, 16, 15, 10, and 4. (Curiouse New Zealander here!)
Thanks for sending these! ♥
24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country?
Like I mentioned in another one, it’s very frequent for Latin American countries to be pitched against each other when we should be doing the entire opposite, and I hope that changes sooner rather than later.
22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?
I’m proud about the resilience, I think. The fact that there’s always strength to fight back, even if in acts that may seem small at first.
I’m ashamed about the constant need for external validation that tends to happen. The cemented idea that we need to be approved of by “grander”, “more developed” nations.
18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language?
I speak a variation of castellano called rioplatense, which is most common throughout provinces around Río de la Plata. It’s characterized by things like a pronunciation of y and ll as “sh”, the use of vos for the 2nd person singular instead of tú, the marked accent in the last syllable on verbs for the 2nd person (tomás instead of tomas), and so on.
I answered 16 here and I think I’m gonna stay with that answer as a definite.
15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?
I answered it here but I’ll add another one: “con el diario del lunes, todos somos técnicos” which translated means “with Monday’s newspaper, we’re all coaches”, the last word sometimes is replaced for other variations. It references the fact that most often than not, crucial football matches are traditionally played on Sunday and with the entire analysis on Monday’s newspaper, it’s easier to give opinions. It’s used for times in which someone makes an opinion or offers advice after seeing the results and outcome of a situation, meaning that once it’s played out, it’s easier to see all the possibilities than when the fact was actually happening.
I answered 10 here and I think I’ll keep the choice for now. There are a lot of good ones, though.
4. favourite dish specific for your country?
Empanadas exist in other places, but Argentinian variations are specific for different regions and have different processes that make them a meal and not a snack (I see you, Bon Appetit YT channel). Every region has its characteristics (potaoes in or out, fried in oil or fat, use of currants with chicken or not, etc) and every family has its recipes (my personal ham and cheese empanadas also have caramelized onion and smoked pepper, for example).
Sorrentinos are a pasta dish, which are similar to raviolis but bigger in size, round and wider as well, ham and cheese being the most common filling, usually with parsley, but they’re also popular with a meat and spinach filling and other combinations. They were invented in a restaurant called Sorrento, and were a blend between Italian pasta like raviolis or agnolotti with a traditional Argentinian empanada. They’re my favorite pasta dish ever, especially with parisienne sauce.
When it comes to desserts, anything with dulce de leche is a goal. Alfajores are a good representative of a traditional sweet snack that also has variations in different places: the Atlantic coast of the Buenos Aires province uses dulce de leche filling and orange zest more frequently, provinces like Tucumán and Santiago del Estero have a filling made with azúcar de caña and hojaldre, southern provinces have great jams and marmalades of blueberries and rosa mosqueta, so they use them as filling frequently as well. I think alfajores are the empanadas of the sweet meals.
Thanks for all the questions! ♥ I wish I could ask you some in return!
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Noragami manga was finally licensed in my country
The good news is that after years of waiting Noragami aka my favorite manga has been licensed in my country (Argentina)! The bad news is that the publisher is relatively new (here at least) and they didn't have a really good beginning for not adapting to the standards we have for manga editions.
Like the first series they brought here had yellow paper pages, no dust jacket and a Mexican translation, while in Argentina all mangas are printed with good quality white pages, dust jackets and (almost all) have an Argentinean translation. So yeah we weren't thrilled with what they gave us.
Luckily lately they seem to (finally) have started to listen us, and their new series have dust jackets and (after A LOT of complaining) white pages. So I think is safe to assume that Noragami will have a good edition. The only thing I'm concerned about is the translation, it seems that they still use the Mexican ones but adapt it to Argentinean spanish (rioplatense spanish actually but you get the idea). And this adaptations aren't very good. I hope they either get better at that or ACTUALLY HIRE ARGENTINEAN TRANSLATORS. Give them jobs you cowards, I don't mind paying more for a quality translation.
Anyway it will come out in October, I'm concerned but still excited!
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