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They'll always have a special place in my heart
#veearts#avatar the last airbender#avatar aang#katara#aang x katara#kataang#atla#atla fanart#fan art#they r very sweet to me idc#ill always root for em#to anyone wondering yes the awful remake got me thinking about atla again
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can you spill more abt that self insert of yours? 👁️👁️
Oh boy oh boy can I? (big yapping incoming) (typo and grammar massaccare of 2024)
He is a self insert OC Assassin from the Ottoman brotherhood (bc Im Turkish) and he is 23 (bc I am)
not a secret mentor or anything lol I was just joking in the first post making a mary sue.
I imagine he is similar or one above than whatever Yusuf’s rank is (I have yet to play Revelations :,p ) tho I do not know what time he should be in, Realistically if no time travel happened he would be in same time as Yusuf but I dont want Gilf Ezio (sorry) but if its Ezio, Alt and Desmon togather timeline probobly he is in around AC2 Brotherhood time. (maybe he came by Italy to do a mission and dropped by the hideout)
He is ethnically Balkan or/and Greek (bc I am) which probobly means he was taken to Constantinople as a teen or kid to eighter be sent to Jenniserrie training or the male-harem.
Small history lesson:
- Devşirme was the name of the practice where Ottoman empire basically enslaved young Greek,Balkan,Ukranian,etc etc boys and inserted them into an Elite military (Janniserries) even the Sultans themselves were scared of bc they were known to start coups and kill Sultans(they got a salary and are socially above the commonfolk but… military slaves non the less)
-Male-harems existed, again Balkan, Romanian, Slavic and greek etc people were often the main people in the harems (fun fact nearly no Sultan is Turkish due to this lmao they are all mixed), once again their status were above the common folk and they were well taken care of (the older males could even become gov officals after) but slavery non the less.
Idk if I want him to escape the harem or Jenniserrie for his edgy backgrund but maybe he did few years of training, cought the eye of the Sultan and escaped the moment someone was like “you have been promoted to an elite employeeee, u won harem lotterry” . Probobly wandered the streets a bit, got into hella fights till an Assassin picked him up escaping a group of soliders. Maybe it was an older dude who saw him when they were both in training
He is basically based off my own ethnicity and its context to the time and sociatal goings of that era lol (which was hella gay… very gay… too gay almost)
He probobly has some traditional slavic leg,hand and arm tattoos (bc I have em but also) mostly bc around those times (nearly always women) used to tattoo themselves in those motifs to remember their christian roots and their culture (that Ottoman tried to erease) and also to make themselves less appealing to Ottoman Harem/ Devşirme recuiters :,D
For his name, Maybe to be on the nose… Adem? (Turkish ver of Adam) so he is tied to the apples in a fun way? Or Poyraz (means a northern wind) since the meaning is similar to my own name?
He doesnt grow much facial hair (bc I am also stuck w a weak beard) but he refuses to get rid of it no matter how much others tease him bc he is like “I aint getting courted by random crazy men ew” (I dont irl also bc I desperetly believe it looks good…I refuse to open my eyes)
History lesson 2:
-facial hair was important in Ottoman times, It LİTTERALLY determined your gender and how you were approached.
-Socially and in Litriture Ottoman almost had 3 gender roles; Men, Boys (Oğlan) and Women. Once a man grew a beard he would “transition” from being a boy.
-Romantically having a beard versus not determined if you were to be courted or court. Bearded man were called “Lovers” while NON-bearded were called “Beloveds” (yes more often the boys were underage :/ for the sake of history lesson lets…. try to ignore that like ancient greeks)
there is many gay ass poems ^
He got all the mentall illness coctails that I got bc why not make it worse fr him. I imagine him sarcastic and catty, Claudia prob loves taking him to shop around bc he always got something to fckn say about everyone. Big gossipper. Hides the fact that he hates being as short as he is very well (im like… 165? 5’5-4?). If in Yusuf time, nearly BFFS (if im not inserting myself into the throuple (bc Its my self insert and I CAN BE AS CRINGY AS I WANT) he would end up w Yusuf)
Him about others:
Ezio: will never stop calling him de la la la,likes him a lot, loves pranking and teasing him. Enjoys fake flirting with him till he takes it so far Ezio has to throw in the towel. Probobly teached him how to Oil wrestle and Ezio was like “Are you sure this is a real sport…” and all he did was sigh and say “I am so glad it actually is” as he admired Oiled up Ezio
Altaïr: loves mocking whatever big words he uses all the time. calls him “Big boss” just to see his eye twitch with cringe. Knows he can get away with shit if he acts stupid enough. Altair knows he is not that stupid but is impressed(deragotory, fondly) how low he is willing to go.
Desmond: clearly his favorite (im biased sue me) obvious by how much softer he acts around Des. Ezİo falls he laughs, Des falls “My leige, hop on my back”. Is facinated by his piercings and begs him to help him get some. Desmond desperetly wishes he could invent some ADHD Meds for him. Des also finds him strangely comforting, can imagine himself back in 2010s almost…
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Idk im not rlly a self insert person so thinking about him was hard and I also dont wanna make my oc “the main character” in this au so I dont really wanna give him any secret powers or anything.
Maybe some edgy gnarly scars on his back from a past mission where he came in contact with an apple? Maybe when he touched the apple he was supplied that canonly he doesnt exist and he is just a fan created being and has a whole issue about it? I can imagine a sad scene of him crying like “You dont understand, You exist! even as some damn video game you do and people know you they cannot deny you exist. ME? all I am is some weirdos self writing, not even enough to be in canon. Does anything I do matter?” lololol
Thats all I got for him for now lol but feel free to ask more:p Im also open to ideas for him.
sorry for the yapping and history lesson… here is some more fun facts:
-Oğlancılık (male prostitution) was pretty respected they were seen like any other tradesperson in some parts
-a Paşa tried to ban under 30 males from being washers in Turkish Hamams due to them also being sex workers and litterally everyone was so mad he got replaced
-dancers in coffeehouses wore the same fit no matter the gender so boys and girls looked the same (once again they were also sex workers)
-one time a jewish boy caused such a big fight between janniserries the sultan had to threathen to kill 40 man from each side if they didnt stop
-Draculas are real people and RADU the beutyfull (his OFFİCİAL NAME) had a full on recorded relationship with Sultan Mehmet2 :p
- Gay shit was legalized in 1853 mostly bc they never rlly punished it….
for the girlies
-in harems the girls couldnt order things like cucumbers or carrots to their rooms w out it being cut up :p
#art#oc#sorry for the lenghty yapping#I wasnt lying when I said I have written pages upon pages on this lmoa#more than about my oc this became about the ottoman empire#once I Get to revelations I will be insufferable I fear#yusuf tazim#asks#ignore typos and bad grammar as always I beg
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advice for avoiding the oppressive institution that is school dress codes? /hj
hey ey!!
i gotta start this off by saying my school doesnt have a dresscode, but i have one at work so ill share my tricks from there.
to start off its important you know the rules, and know where to find them, if a teacher scolds you for something thats technically allowed make sure you can prove em wrong. malicous compliance is key here.
some things you may be able to change in ur uniform/clothing:
(ill work my way up from shoes to hair to make it somewhat comprehensible.)
-shoes: at work we gotta wear black and/or white shoes. so i changed out the laces on my sniper boots to colored ones, and attached small carabiners to the laces them, on my vans i also have colored laces and shoe wings. you can also add beads, chains or other stuff. if the rules are very lax you can even paint them or add small patches to them. also wear fun socks with fun colors and patterns
-pants: cuff them, wear (wallet) chains, slightly worn, discolored jeans also give an alternative look. cargos are in but i advise widelegged ones, if youre able to get your hands on them, vintage, they are more comfortable, better quality and have more pockets. pants with patterns from cow to camouflage. also belts!! studded or if those are not allowed you can wear multiple at the same time. you can add patches with safety pins or add buttons.
-tops/shirts/blouses: if you have to wear a uniform with a blouse, cuff the sleeves, open a few top buttons and flip up the collar. to the collar you can also add collar pins and/or put a chain between them. see if youre allowed to add pins buttons or safety pins to your clothes. maybe you can layer a fishnet under them. wear t-shirt with big prints, bandnames or vagely political statements few ppl will understand. i like to cut the sleeves off of my shirts. leather jackets or vests always add a lot to your outfit. flannels with bright colors or instead earth tones.
-necklaces/chokers: bigger chains with big charms can add a lot, i have two big bone shaped dogtags, and a big one in the shape of a clover (the playing card symbol) also military dogtags with instead of ur info, bands or political statements on them are rlly cool. you can also make necklaces out of safety pins, but be careful that they wont open by themselves. you can permanently close the opening with pliers if needed. if chokers are allowed there are often rules against ones with sharp spikes, so bare ones or piramid/cone studs can be worn instead.
-bracelets/cuffs: for the cuffs its the same as the chokers. to beaded bracelets you can also add political statements or band names. chain bracelets or ones that connect to rings always look cool. see if you can wear rings and if yes try chunkier ones with a cool shape. try fingerless gloves or armwarmers.
-tattoos/hairstyles/piercings: dresscodes are opressive bullshit but i carry a perticular hatred for ones that ban piercings tattoos or hairstyles. if theres a ban on piercings you can get ones that you can hide (horseshoe septum) or ones that can be camouflaged with flesh colored jewellry. tattoos can be hidden with the right clothing. if bright unnatural haircolors are not alowed combine regular ones, black and blonde, red and blonde, brown and black, etc. you can split dye, dye the points or roots or dye particular sections. not allowed to shave your sides? thightly braid them like those viking braids to give the effect theyre shaven. also once youve shaven your head theres nothing they can do about it. also paint ur nails.
other stuff:
you can always hide certain accesoires in your bag or under your clothes during class and wear em during breaks or free periods. also dont hestitate to try out how much the rules are actually policed.
hope this helps! if yall got more tips dont hestitate to add em on, this is just what i thought of of the top of my head.
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Ma Rotxo [Part 2]
DNI/BYF
Ma Rotxo Masterlist
Pairing: Roxto x Lo'ak Twin Sister! Reader
Synopsis: You are running a little sick. But all that gets overshadowed when you talk about feelings.
( So sorry for the Delay! )
You Had gone closer to the tree’s today. Truthfully you had been so bored of being near the water. Also you were running really cold today so you figured it would be okay to skip today's lessons. And you Let Tsireya know.
You were covering yourself in the shawl that your grandmother had weaved for you when you were but a little younger. And in this moment it made you feel safe and warm.
“Y/N?”
You jolted! Turning around to see Rotxo who had a basket on his head and one at his side.
“My bad i didnt mean to startle you!”
“Rotxo? Oh do you need help with one of those?”
Rotxo smiled. Letting out a small huff before nodding. “Yes please”
Smiling you took the basket on his head and looked inside. Small Rocks, Tree Roots and some bark was there. “What are you collecting?”
“Some Herbs for some quick medicine. Roots and Rocks to mix em and all. I also have to gather some fruit farther into the trees”
“Want me to help with that? Im Good with Tree’s”
He let out a shy smile towards you looking at his empty basket before nodding. “Yes please”
“Let’s go then!”
Silently you two walked. Before it was you who made conversation
“How are your sisters”
“Well. They actually really want to meet tuk soon”
“That’s great! Tuk need a new bundle of friends to play with!” You spoke excited as you let him lead you away.
“They seem to really like you too. Constantly asking me if you’d come over after lessons”
You laughed a little before looking at him “what, you never brought a girl to your house?”
You watched as he turned into himself. His shy demeanor didn't go unnoticed by you. “No… not really”
“Oh! Sorry. I figured you may have”
“Why?”
“Well why not? Your very kind. Gentle on the eyes. And i think of you as a very mighty man”
Rotxo rose a brow at this. Never had someone thought of him as such. “Really?”
“Yes. Its a real shame if no one’s looked at you that way”
Rotxo paused now watching as you got ahead of him before he asks “why?”
“What do you mean why?”
“I mean im sure someone as you had many mighty warriors seeking to court you, What makes me .. special?”
You stopped. Now turning to look at him.
“Yeah i had a few suitors. All of which were mighty warriors. Always hunting, always helping take out the sky people. But they aren’t my type at all”
“Really? What is your type?”
You purse your lips together. Bitting the inner cheek before turning to look at him head on “you”
Eywa, you swore it may have been the cold or how loopy your mind felt. But you also weren’t a coward. You faced far scarier creatures, you’ve taken out the demons before and yet admitting to liking a boy was terrifying.
“Me?”
“Sure! You’re not only kind but you don’t Have an ego as most of them did. You’re very sweet and i saw the way you looked after your sisters. You’re an ideal man in my book”
Rotxo had a sudden rush of excitement run up his spine. As he came up next to you looking at you eye to eye. “So im really worth looking at?”
“Of course you are. You are strong, yes. You're Wonderful. I dont mind that you dont go out to hunt. But i find it so charming that you take care of your family when needed” You said smiling , stopping in front of a tree that he had guided you too.
“I think i should like you too meet my family” Rotxo asked.
You are smiling. The dull ache of your head was still there but it subsided and it left you at ease while you were talking to him.
“So you want me to get that fruit?”
“Yes please!”
“Wait down here and stick the basket up. Ill bring down many” You said gripping down on the tree. Its unfamiliar bark prickling at your hands as you kept climbing up and on.
You noticed that it wasn’t at its ripe stage. Its color is a clear indicator. No doubt this being the only fruit that was safe enough for a metkayina to reach.
You decided to head up to the sky where the air was clear and you could see as far as your eyes could reach. You missed feeling the wind this high. But you wasted no time throwing fruit down as much as you could before taking some down with your tail and your available hand.
Roxto looked at the basket as you dropped it. Questioning if you in fact came back with the right thing. But offering your already bitten fruit he had no doubt. It was sweet with a savory taste.
It was good, Eywa how thankful was he for you
“Come Let us deliver this to your family! Id be happy to see it to meet your family” You said, taking the basket you had previously in your hands. Waited for him to lead you to his home.
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bi people cant flirt normally its always some shit like "why did i come back here?" "to uh. drink?" "back to hatchetfield. i spent the first 18 years if my life trying to get out of this place, shouldve just stayed in guatemala. i mean yeah theyve got volcanoes and coatimundis everywhere but uh-" "whats a coatimundi?" "oh, its like a little raccoon thing. they get into shit, people hate em, but at least they dont sing and dance" "so is that was drove you back to hatchetfield? coatimundis, up in your shit?" "no, no, it was uh my sister, jane. she was the good one. she had this um, lisa frank binder when she was little where she mapped out her entire life and i swear to god she stuck to it. bullet point by bullet point, it was like job, husband, house, kids, and you know when one sisters so on top of her game it kinda demands that the other one be a total fuck up, right?" "what is yin without yang?" "thats what im saying! yeah man, she was off doing life and i was doing, something else. backpacking mostly, and she would call me and you know, invite me home for big events, you know, weddings, baby showers, id always say oh, sorry ill catch the next one! but um, then when i got the invitation to her funeral i was like oh, there wont be a next one." "oh- im sorry." "hey, you didnt crash into her car. anyway, uh, its weird growing up in someone elses shadow because when theyre gone the light shines on you for the first time, and it does not look good. so, there i was, 30, with no roots anywhere except hatchetfield, so i thought uh, well im gonna make something of myself, you know do something my sister would be proud of, enroll in a community college, study botany, im gonna start a pot farm." "oh. did your sister smoke a lot of pot?" "no, but weed's the future, its gonna be legal nationwide soon, bet you any money! not that it matters anymore. man, my whole life my one goal was to avoid dying in hatchetfield and, here we are." "hey, it could be worse. you could be dying in clivesdale." "fuck clivesdale!" "fuck em!" "you know uh, all things considered, i like hatchetfield. yeah, been here my whole life, born and bred. never wanted to leave, still dont." "hey, we're the same age, how come i never knew you in highschool?" "you probably went to hatchetfield high, i went to sycamore." "fuckin timberwolves! we hated you guys!" "we hated ourselves! so uh, back at beanies you said you were in your highschool production of brigadoon?" "hey, i was bonnie jean!" "that was 2003 right? i actually saw you in brigadoon." "no shit!" "yes shit! yeah! uh, we didnt have a theatre program in our school, so i guess to make us feel like crap they bused us over to watch your show. it was the first musical i ever saw. i hated it. thats probably the start of my whole thing, youre the reason i dont like musicals!" "woah, thats like your origin story." "yeah!" "so i guess im the supervillain?" "i dont think of you like that at all emma."
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A Debate Surrounding Secular Witchcraft
As I've been reading Psychic Witch: A Metaphysical Guide to Meditation, Magick & Manifestation by Mat Auryn, I've been thinking more and more that there is somewhat of a disagreement between secular witchcraft and atheistic/naturalistic paganism. I'd like to discuss it here--maybe hear some thoughts on the matter.
As the title indicates, Auryn's book focuses mainly on manifestation and meditation-based strategies within spell work. He believes that "Magick and psychic ability aren't supernatural, but rather completely natural and absolutely possible for every single human being to engage in." For me, the disconnect arises when Auryn writes that although he cannot say that a lot of the concepts he discusses are reflective of reality, he "can say with certainty that following the concepts as if they are true will yield great results." Looking back, I can remember this sentiment being echoed by a lot of secular witch authors (Mystic Dylan, Maddi Em, and Julie Wilder, for example).
Atheistic/naturalistic paganism, at its foundation, opposes this kind of thinking--to be clear, it opposes the idea that the truth doesn't matter. In his book Atheopaganism: An Earth-Honoring Path Rooted in Science (a book I found to be important, thoughtful and overall logically sound) Mark Green explains that one of the most important reasons for his separation of naturalistic paganism from plain old "Neopaganism" is that the truth matters, and paganism has a weakness for nonsense. He disagrees with the practice of believing in something "because it would be really cool if it were true."
The obvious question is "Why is it bad for people to believe in something as long as it has a positive effect on their life?" Green's answer is that delusions based in wishful thinking are deeply harmful on a societal level. Historically, when unfounded beliefs inform action (or inaction), bad things happen. As an anecdotal example, I knew someone who died because they refused to get real medical treatment--they thought that a certain type of holistic treatment (without evidence to support its effectiveness) would cure them. I suppose another example would be those who die because they believe that prayer will heal their illness.
Soooo...while I believe that witchcraft, secular or otherwise, works...I also want to avoid presenting a concept as if it is true just because, as Auryn says, "following the concepts as if they are true will yield great results."
Obviously I'm rambling, and I'm still mulling this over. But right now I'm thinking that my workings in this sphere should always be expressed to others as transparently as possible. I don't want people to take a certain idea or premise from my practice as truth when really it is just meant as a psychological tool. Otherwise, I would not truly be following "If an ye harm none, do what ye will" to the best of my ability. Does that make sense? I want to know what other people think about this.
Edit: I wanted to add that most (if not all) pagan belief systems emphasize the importance of balancing the magical with the mundane. But I fear that some people might sidestep this or pretend its not an important part of walking the path.
#neopaganism#paganism#spilled thoughts#spilled words#just witchy things#witchcraft#witch#pagan#atheopaganism#naturalistic paganism#secular witchcraft#secular witch#placebo magick#sass witchcraft#sass witch#witches of tumblr#writers of tumblr
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the wind knows my name - isabel allende
no, we’re not lost. the wind knows my name. and yours too.
writing about this book was a very difficult mission. I found the story incredibly beautiful, but also VERY sad. it got to a point in the history where I could only pray to heaven that nothing bad would happen anymore (and it did).
it was my first contact with the author and with the genre, I can say that it was a great surprise, this book has become one of my favorites. the story is very well written and the characters are very endearing, I always wanted to continue to know their fate.
we begin with the story of the adlers, a jewish family residing in vienna during the nazi occupation. after a sequence of horrors, samuel adler's mother decides to send him on one of the trains that took jewish children from germany, from that, his story as an orphan of war begins.
we also met lety, a child who lived in el salvador. due to an illness, she needs to leave her village to seek treatment, she travels with her father and is hospitalized until she is well, when it comes the day to her father pick her up to return to the village, he arrives informing her that they will never return there, instead they will start a life in the united states. she never returned to el salvador.
the next character that is presented, selena duran, is a social worker who works on the magnolia project, a project focused on offering legal support to immigrants trying to enter the united states, she seeks lawyers to be volunteers in the cases of families that are separated during this process. she meets frank, a lawyer willing to work on the case of a child who is in the united states and has lost contact with his mother.
and lastly, we will meet anita, a child who was caught crossing the mexico/us border. soon they were separated and anita lost contact with her mother. she had to stay in different homes with nothing but her imagination and the hope of finding her mother again.
the stories take place in different time periods, but they all connect eventually.
although the characters are fictional, the story is not, all the characters came from a real and horrific history. the reading was very emotional, for several moments I found myself crying, it's impossible not to root for these strong and courageous characters. I was able to know certain events that I had no idea of existence. anyway, I will definitely read other books by isabel allende, I loved it. 5/5 and favourite
brazilian pt review:
#book#bookblr#livros#resenha#review#books#isabel allende#historical fiction#the wind knows my name#o vento conhece meu nome#sad#emotional
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Love how you and your team always go back to the radioactive well of the fans being at the root of all your woes, Boston Dumb Fuck. Maybe they will be when you don't have any left 🤷♀️.
So, the reason you look sickly, broken and empty is because of all of us. The ones you roped into this drama and were buttsore when we didn't defend you. Do I have that right?
Okay, well in the spirit of how you seem to apologize (you know, the "I'm sorry you were offended" kinda way, as described in your ill-fated SMA article), I am sorry we didn't believe your massive lies, whether you were good at telling them or not. I am sorry we have no confidence in your incompetent and/or duplicitous team, who seemed to force you to tell these lies and we are so sorry we are not sorry for hating your wifey for being an arrogant, childish, antisemetic, racist, fatshaming Lolita, whose behavior necessitated most of the lies being told.
And we are most apologetic for apparently being the only ones to notice you are in distress- whether it is your pale and gaunt appearance, your apathy during fan events, your use of pot to numb the pain or the general dissociation from your life. We hope there are some close to you who are checking in and getting you the help you desperately need. But us fans are also sorry we are not sorry for believing some of your inner circle are only in it for the mentions, likes and free trips. They do not have your back and their hypocrisy rivals yours!
So enjoy the spoils of your labor, whatever they may be. But please don't let it be the Gene Kelly movie. He was a misogynist fuck head who liked 'em young. Not exactly the look I would be going for if you want to build back any semblance of a career or fandom. Like what should have happened to this "relationship" after the disaster NYC "My bratty niece is late to her dance class and I'm tired of carrying all her shit in my backpack" pap walk- MOVE ON! Not everything is worth fixing. (This also applies to ASP- you have lost any credibility and the future of our democracy is too important for your and your clout-chasing friends' ego stroking pet project).
#like god spilled a person#You are the company you keep#liars suck!#i hate manipulation#coward#get some help#check your privlege#brian wilson vibes#No more shushing-learn the lesson!#do better
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One Day 2024 Emma Morley headcanon I figured out from a throwaway line in a fic I'm working on but I'm not gonna include bc it's already too long and weird but I just need to put this out there in the world:
after Tilly's wedding they resume their friendship w extreme gusto - emails, many phone calls, back and forth SMSs all day (Dex is hugely relieved he's on a separate contract from Sylvie but chooses not to think about this too much)
Clearly full blown emotional affair level, and with Sylvie switched on to wedding planning mode and buried in logistics and catering and whatever, it's easy for Dex to coast, being supportive and going along with whatever The Fiancée wants while thinking about how he'd word the funny email to Em about this ridiculous wedding activity later that night etc
So it's not hard for Dex and Em to pretend everything is just like it was and revert to their early stage London friendship (where according to the book version they were completely obsessed w each other). Until the wedding. And the honeymoon.
When Dexter goes cold turkey no contact for the entire 3 weeks bc he realized at some point (maybe at the reception when he wanted to immediately go dance w Em? Or Sylvie has like a dress crisis 15 minutes before walking down the aisle and he's not really panicking but preoccupied over some ambivalent email Emma's agent sent her about a possible TV adaptation of her book and whether he should try to hook her up with some contact he has) that this was really fucked up! and he was being an awful shitty person to Sylvie! who he loves! and has gotten married and is having a kid with!!
Em, of course, has also been in full denial about this - he's just my best friend (Tilly: so what am I? chopped liver??), we're just catching up after not being in touch for so long. And she's able to lie to herself about this until he suddenly goes completely off grid during the honeymoon and she has a mini breakdown and realizes:
- she's fallen back in love w him
- he's just being regular old charming rooting-for-her-all-the-way #1 cheerleader Dexter
- she craves validation, he clearly still has bad impulse control so it's headed straight for a Headmaster Phil sordid affair situation
- and she cannot have their friendship degenerate into that
so she has some crisis meetings with Tilly and decides to dial it the fuck back. only casual drop-in hangouts in public with other ppl around. phone calls preferably same. no texting. emails get a pass bc it's like work (it's OK she can still be in denial a little bit, as a treat)
and miracle of miracles! by some unspoken agreement he's also dialing it the fuck back. (Em bitterly tells herself it was the mind blowing honeymoon sex.) (intuition bitterly confirmed by Dex now regularly bringing Sylvie along to their dinner/lunch/coffee dates)
Emma is trying very hard to be a supportive innocuous 100% platonic not secretly pining best friend but it's fucking hard and she ends up cancelling a bunch of things at the last minute bc of migraines or swollen glands or whatever mysterious illness she makes up, because seeing them being lovey-dovey is so fucking painful she's literally constantly on the verge of tears. Eventually, faking it till she makes it works and she's able to ignore it better and it's on a way lower shimmer and everything is mostly fine again.
all this to say! Emma was on super high guard in Paris refusing to believe Dexter had any deeper feelings specifically for her, Emma, as a person, besides someone who is always there for him and low effort etc. So his sudden refusal to have dinner w her and Jean-Pierre is very confusing. She's trying to figure it out - Dex is extroverted, loves meeting ppl and bantering and showing her up, a little too much even, like a competition to prove who's more charismatic. And the swollen glands thing is clearly fake. So what is up?????
She's distracted, picking over it on the walk to the restaurant w Jean-Pierre until she suddenly considers the possibility he is pulling the same trick she did - he is so heartbroken seeing her w someone else it is causing sufficient anguish he can't even fake being friendly and social. Dexter! Mr TV Presenter social butterfly Dexter Mayhew! And so the penny droppeth 😋
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As a bit of an update and to celebrate reaching 2000 followers on Twitter, I've decided to revamp all 4 (5) of my 'sonas, the ones whom I've collectively began calling "The Auteur Quartet". I'm also going to be drawing them digitally like i have Illia, since I kinda value cohesion over everything, but for now these phone sketches are pretty good at showing off what I want. The digital pieces will each show off their auras, just like Illia (along with their deity tool) so consider them the more "powered up" designs, while these ones will fulfill a more casual role. The descriptions for each will probably remain the same however.
Here's Esther's areas of influence alongside her themes.
-Color: Magenta
-Theme: The Ocean
-Sphere of Influence: Life
-Realm of Creativity: Actions and Descriptions
When the Tools of Creation went into what is essentially stasis, they reverted into simplistic forms and scattered across the planet. Over time, their forms would unconsciously change to match the times and in the current age they took on the form of art tools. 4 separate people managed to find 'em and essentially took on their roles of "creating more and more universes" while the deities rested. Of course, there's the issue that besides the powerful weapons these 4 wield...they're still just regular humans with faults and flaws. Esther is a spunky, sporty gal with the unfortunate problem of being way too open emotionally, to the point that it scares other people off. She's the lucky finder of the eternal sword of scribes, Serif-im. It's a large, ornate sword with a twisted root handle and a blade stylized like a pen nib. With it, she can write descriptive words onto any surface and they apply to the object. She can also use it as a regular sword, with its edge never dulling no matter what. Alongside her sword, she does also have dominion over the concept of life itself, allowing her to control both flora and fauna...but due to her interests, she casually limits herself to mainly using water and ocean based powers.
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Character Break Down:
"Full Name": Esther Dulcinea Venturas
Sexual Orientation: She's bisexual, but maaaaaaaan does she have bad luck with romance.
Age: 25
Birthday: December 4th
Ethnicity: Pinoy-Australian. Her dad's the Australian one, but she uses her mom's last name because she likes it better. Her dad holds no ill will towards it and he agrees it fits more.
Eye Color: Hazel, with a bead of green around her pupil.
Hair Color: Chestnut, but it's not naturally that way. It's usually a lighter brown.
Height: 5'7''
Weight: 171lbs
Cup Size: D Cup, she's much more proud of her thicc thighs though.
Other Features: Her bangs cover the front of her eyes for some reason, just like Bianca. She loves wearing croptops, especially ruffled ones. Things with detached sleeves and the like are also big with her. When she grins super hard (its common), her eyes almost seem to just disappear under her bangs. Always wears magentas and browns, basically looks like a walking Valentines Day card. She plays up her cute genki girl attitude for maximum attraction. Absolutely loves things with bows. Her style seems to be a mish-mash of super girly stuff and casual wear. Like she'll wear a tank top with a really frilly skirt, or a cashmere sweater with ballerina flats and tights and leotard. She has a massively varied outfit, and doesn't mind if she looks silly, she just enjoys feeling good in her outfits. She's also extremely proud of her figure, particularly her thighs and her abs and that's why she tends to wear outfits that show them off.
Overall Attitude: Esther is probably the "anti-Illia", a spunky girl who jumps into the fray no matter the concern. She's a hotheaded go-getter with a weirdly high amount of energy and a genuine passion for life. Which tends to mean doing very big and very dumb stunts to get the full enjoyment of the world. Esther is prone to pretty much showing up in whatever outfit she feels best in, even if it doesn't quite make sense for the occasion. This plays into the fact that she's rather...ill informed of how social norms are. Looking at how she acts, you'd think she came from a different country altogether. She's very in tune with her emotions, and wears them on her sleeve. This is what allows her to do her job so well, as she's the Architect of the Soul, coming up with the descriptions of the characters after Illustro creates them.
Problems:I'm surprised I never drew an ahoge on her head, cause she's kiiiiiind of dumb. She's very much like a Labrador puppy. Cute and adorable, but also doesn't know her own strength, seems to have traded intelligence for friendliness points, and once she gets going with something, she will not stop...even if she's obviously wrong. She's also very forceful, and oblivious at times, so she has a habit of accidentally forcing people to do stuff, even if they reeeeeally don't want to by sheer force of will and encouragement. She also unintentionally limits herself because of her single minded approach to things. For example, her powerset is actually extremely vast and varied due to her realm of influence...but because she REALLY likes the ocean and the sea, she really only utilizes abilities from that area.
Phobias: Surprisingly, for her go getter attitude, she has a big fear of needles and underground places. So caves are especially terrifying to her.
Style and Mannerisms: Easily flips back and forth between speaking rapid fire Tagalog and English. Her accent is noticably aussie though, and she doesn't give a damn if you can't understand the terms she uses. If you aren't bilingual, it'll be almost impossible to keep up with anything she says. She's very touchy, and she'll absolutely embrace anyone in a massive hug (she's also surprisingly strong.) Usually can be seen rocking back and forth on her heels, as she's not a big fan of standing still. She's remarkably fast, and has in fact done the "naruto run" at least a few times in her life. She's definitely big on memes, and if you pay attention to the backgrounds of certain comics, she will absolutely be cameoing somehow doing some sort of meme. Always at the front of the line if walking with a group, chastising everyone fore being too slow. She has an aversion to nicknames, though is a bit hypocritical since she uses them on others repeatedly.
Relationships: She tries so hard here, but ultimately her luck with people just isn't good enough. She tends to either intimidate or scare off potential love interests. Illustro likes to tease her about it. In fact, the two share a very sibling like relationship, with all the ups and downs.
Likes: Travelling, exploring world cultures is one of her weak points, and if she's in a country, she will absolutely get absorbed into it, picking up the fashion, food, mannerisms, and etc in less than a week. She's like a chameleon, it's actually really impressive. She's also big on composing music, although she's still learning the ropes in that regard. Movies are her bread and butter, and she will obsess over film and cinema history.
Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good.
Powers: Serif-im is exceptionally sharp and precise. They blade never dulls, but more importantly, she can look into her enemies history, personality, and etc and just...rewrite it. Rohan Kishibe style. She's really skilled with the sword too, giving it properties if she can write about it on any surface. Sound effects come to life as well. She also has access to the entire spectrum of flora and fauna to fight on her behalf, alongside bestowing their abilities onto herself.
Weaknesses: She unintentionally limits herself due to her hyperfixations. Tunnel vision is a surprisingly common problem for her, and it takes DRASTIC measures and situations to shake her out of her mindset. Also, as the avatar of life, anything antithetical to it affects her hard, so necromancy and the like tend to make her queasy.
Favorites:
Color: Magenta, maroon, scarlet, light pink, and chocolate.
Animal: Sheep, seals, pretty much every sea creature at all.
Places: Pshh, try places she doesn't like for a shorter list.
Food: Meatloaf and Strawberry flavored sodas.
Media: Film
Songs Associated with Her:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jX9KYx… "Groove Is In The Heart Vs. Le Freak" DJ Hero 2
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hoWyne… "K2G" Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi
www.youtube.com/watch?v=voMXqN… "Bomb Rush Blush (Smash Mix)" Tomoya Ohtani
Possible Voice Actress:
Christine Marie Cabanos, mainly because she's got the spunk with Filia in Skullgirls, SquidGirl in...the show of the same name, and other roles. But honestly, I can just sorta see her voice coming from Esther's looks alone, but maybe find some way to throw in that spanish accent and some rapidfire bilingual confusion~
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Hi! Can you tell us more about Team Tempest? Is their story one that you've been developing for a while? Any fun facts? I haven't played a PMD game since the original for the GBA- does their story follow the plot of the more recent games? Loving your writing so far!
Hi, thanks so much for asking about em! Team Tempest are the worms that rot my brain. XD More under the cut, since this gets long!
I first conceived Selkie and Shadow as characters in uhhhh early 2018? They came from a nuzlocke run I was doing of Pokemon Ultra Sun that wiped on Akala lol. I originally designed them to be part of a collab PMD comic I was gonna make with a couple of friends, where we each had a team that we would right for. Team Tempest was my gang for the comic, and I essentially designed them to be the story's antagonists. They were basically the Team Skull of the story, the bully team that makes life hard for the good guys. However, the collab never got off the ground, but I fell in love with the characters and kept them around!
My original plan was to tell Selkie and Shadow's story through a PMD comic called Spectrum, that was going to be set in the same universe as Finding Your Roots. The comic was supposed to be part of a trilogy series that was going to include FYR and a Firered nuzlocke comic that I abandoned two updates in, and it was meant to be the ending to an overarching story that would be told with the three comics together. Spectrum included Selkie and Shadow essentially as villain protagonists, and Lyn, Margarine, and Thistletooth were the good guy characters who would save the world Selkie and Shadow were seeking to destroy.
Selkie, in her original conception, was both very similar and very different from her current iteration. She was not mentally ill so much as just a straight-up abusive monster. She was the terror of the guild, constantly bullying and abusing the guild's weakest members, and she would essentially make use of Shadow's illusion magic to psychologically torture other guild members and get them to obey her whims.
Shadow was originally Selkie's biggest victim in this. She was highly abusive of him, but he latched onto her hard for reasons I can't quite elaborate on yet because it's spoilers for Till World's End. Shadow's arc was originally going to heavily involve making new friends with Lyn's team and using these new connections to break out of the abusive relationship. By the end of Spectrum, Shadow was meant to turn against Selkie and help Lyn & co defeat her and save the world. In the end, he was actually supposed to get together with Margarine!
However, Spectrum never got off the ground! It was too large-scale of a project to take on at the time, since I was trying to draw FYR and was really overwhelmed with the scope of that project. Taking on another big comic at the time wouldn't have worked out for me. Eventually I started working on other comic projects aside from FYR, got busy with those, and permanently tabled Spectrum. It wasn't a comic I was interested in bringing to life anymore. My interests had moved on.
I came back to Selkie and Shadow because, a few years after tabling Spectrum, I became interested in writing about a certain brand of mental illness called personality disorders. I wanted to write a love story between two characters with heavy mental illness, and the exact nature of those mental illnesses brought Team Tempest back to mind. I always cherished those characters so dearly and wanted to properly finish their story someday, and I realized it was a perfect opportunity to tell their story through prose! I revamped the characters to make room for the new aspects I wanted to bring into them. Shadow's character was altered somewhat, but Selkie is the one who got the biggest revamp. She's still a pretty bad person and can be abusive, but her nature is significantly different from how it was before. Selkie, in this new iteration, isn't a complete abusive sadist. She's got her flaws, absolutely, but she is not the villain of her own story anymore.
Here is some original concept art of Selkie and Shadow from Spectrum, back from 2018-2019! A lot of the art of them is grayscale because Spectrum was gonna be a grayscale comic.
Anyways, I hope that answers the question! It was fun to talk about them, so thanks for asking. ^^
#ask spb#pmd till world's end#oh and btw!#till world's end is loosely based on the 3D pmd games#sorry this took me a while to answer btw!
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The world juniors have been so bad for my country :(( I'm from Latvia, and we've only won against Austria. Im just mostly sad for the boys (i literally can't watch sports games, i get way too sad for the losing team lmao)
AnYWay, do you remember the 2021 world championship where Latvia WON in the opening game against canada?? Bc that moment is just BURNED into any Latvian's dna. Like we WON against CANADA. THERE WERE CELEBRATIONS IN THE STREETS (we probably would've partied in the streets of Rīga the whole night, but there were covid restrictions, unfortunately, so it was kept to a minimum. BUT THERE WERE PEOPLE IN THE STREETS)
AND, fun fact, Latvia is one of the only three countries in the world where ice hockey is the most popular sport!! The other 2 are Canada and Finland obvs. So like. We LOVE hockey too, but our souls hurt every day because we aren't as good as you guys. (Except that time we won in 2021)
ALSO a game burned into every latvian's memory FOREVER is that 2014 Sochi Olympics game against Canada. Like. I cried so fucking much that night lmao. EVERYONE was watching the game. And we ALMOST won. Like the pure fucking suspense of sitting through that game, most of the time on 1-1. And that one moment, where Gudļevskis made an insane save to begin with and then Kristaps Sotnieks just fucking reached and pulled the puck away from the goal line??? When he couldn't even fucking see anything? And the puck was already ALMOST over the line??? Core memory of mine. Literal chills just thinking about it. Insane.
And im so close to crying just THINKING about how we lost it. Like. WE WERE SO CLOSE. JUST A FEW MORE MINUTES. Like if we had gotten to the shootout im CONVINCED we would've won. Gudļevskis was a freaking awesome goalie and i WILL fight anyone who disagrees.
And like worst part is that we really did our fucking best and all the guys played as well as they could. There's no one to be angry at. No one even thought we'd do that well. Everyone was surprised by the 1-2 bc it was expected that we'd lose by so much more. It was a good game. That doesn't change the fact that everyone in Latvia cried afterward. LIKE AHHHHHH
Okay long story short, our hockey history against canada is a SENSITIVE TOPIC. We will fight you if you imply anything bad about our boys in those games. Not a threat, just a warning (itstotallyathreat).
anyway, now that I've ranted for god knows how long, um... good luck in the juniors game against the USA? Im rooting for you guys (but full disclosure. If sweden plays for gold against you, ill be rooting for sweden. Bc I'll never forgive that Sochi game)
Also im aware that games against latvia are probably like. very insignificant for canada. BUT LISTEN THEY'RE IMPORTANT FOR US
Ok sorry for yelling in your asks. Im done now. Hockey brings out the passion yk
I want you to know I enjoyed every minute of reading this.
Also i totally get having loses that you can't let go of. My NHL team is the Habs (Montreal Canadiens) and like two years ago they went on a cup run and lost to Tampa Bay and like. I have never recovered. I hate Tampa Bay an unjustified amount. Also any time I see edits from that season I cry.
Like.
They got so close.
And Carey Price DESERVED THAT CUP. HE DESERVED IT. UGH.
And yeah, honestly I always feel bad for the teams when they lose no matter who they are (unless they're America, sorry I can't, the rivalry runs too deep, but literally everyone else), like you see their little faces, and they're so sad, they tried so hard, and I just wanna smush their lil cheeks and be like "buck up buddy, you'll get 'em next time"
Honestly, so pumped for the Czech Republic and their win against Sweden, because they haven't won gold in like twenty years (I don't think they've played in the finals either) and I don't think anyone really thought they were gonna do much in this tournament (everything I heard was all Canada Finland USA)
So like yes, I want Canada to win gold, but if the Czech Republic pulls this off I will honestly be a little proud of them - I love an underdog
#soph rambles#I promise I will cool it with the hockey content#I know like 98% of you do not care#but it's FUN
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For the oc ask-1, 4, 47?
1. Your first OC ever?
oh goodness idk what counts here... technically ive had funny little characters in my head for ages. if we go wayyy way back the earliest i remember are my electabuzz and emolga ocs, i dont remember their names but they were dating and also spies and also like. literally whatever suited whatever story i wanted them to enact in my brain. i drew em for funsies earlier this year (they had wayyyy more with them but these two were my faves)
4. A character you rarely talk about?
ok theres a starfall main character that ive never posted bc hes gone through SO many revisions and he was meant to be a secret character that showed up later, but now he shows up pretty early on. and now im like. shit i gotta give him a cool intro. but it just hasnt come up i never feel like drawing him. also it may be kinda weird? idk its one of those elements of the story that may raise an eyebrow or two
of the ones ive posted, sadly most of the prequel characters like shona and spectra... theyre actually pretty damn important and are castors first allies in the pokemon world and have backstories and a whole dynamic but like... i always go to drawing my main guys lmaoooo. as a consolation heres a couple of fun facts abt them
-they grew up in the same village which was a fairy village along the same tone as glimwood tangle/ballonlea. shona's family are mailcarriers and they grew up idolizing this bounty hunting team that came from their village- a morgrem and hattrem!
-they're childhood friends! spectra was always very skittish but shona was very patient with her. though lately they've been fighting over that because it's gotten in the way of their training.
-shona is usually just a lot nicer than how they're gonna act in the prequel bc they are at their fucking limit. theyre just REALLY righteous and get frustrated.
-spectra is the ghost of a clefairy (ill ramble abt my ghost lore some other time its kinda lengthy?) and she was adopted by a gardevoir and an aromatisse when she spawned in their yard. she died in a freak accident so thats why shes so paranoid... poor girl. is pretty in-tune with her fairy roots bc of where she grew up in this life.
47. Has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your OCs as their child?
@a-cat-in-a-dino-costume when can i have custody of skylar again
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😅🤲✨💋
😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?
I would say my Twilight fanfics from back in the day, but nah. They were what thirteen-year-old Kyler wanted to create, and she was proud of them! (You caught me on a good day; I like my writing today!)
After reviewing all the works I have on AO3, I’ll go with Had You Said The Word, mostly because of how ill-thought out it was. It was a crackfic I banged out in an hour thanks to a friend’s careless suggestion. It’s silly and mostly meaningless and isn’t what I actually want for these characters. Still, it struck a chord and I got plenty of positive attention upon posting it, so I can’t say I want it gone.
🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?
I would love to! Here’s something from the aforementioned Tangled AU sequel:
Al couldn’t move.
Selim had overtaken his armor, rendering him helpless while Father had stripped the armor from him and pinned him spread-eagle to the floor.
Father straddled his torso, his weight heavy on Al’s ribs and hips. His hands invaded Al’s shirt, clammy and hot and uncomfortable.
His reach went beyond Al’s skin, though. Red sparks flashed underneath his hands, drawing power out of Al’s body and into Father’s.
Al’s inner souls screamed from the prolonged contact with Father and his malicious power. It felt like Father was digging into his insides, rooting around, and pulling out parts of Al that didn’t want to leave.
It hurt.
“Get—off,” he panted.
Father grunted in response, his brow furrowed in concentration.
He never did like Al interrupting.
✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉
Okay! Given that I just read through the entire Tangled AU, I should be ready for this. I like my own writing!
I like…the poetry of my writing. I like the way it sounds when it’s read aloud, which is why I often read it to myself!
I’m also quite proud of my ability to craft dialogue in the unique voices of established characters. They have to sound like themselves! And that comes quite naturally to me. 😊
💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?
Uh, duh. Love them. Chef’s kiss. Brilliant. (I’d be saying this even if you weren’t the supreme chief of first kiss fics)
I’ve said this before, and I’m certainly not the first one: there’s something so satisfying and…comforting about characters coming together in a myriad of situations, no matter what world they’re in. They will always end up…here. Kissing.
Send me writing asks!
#asks#konekowrites#writing is hard#thanks as always love#sorry for the snippet being filled with PAIN#but seeing as i’ve already shown you all the fluff that currently exists in that wip…#i wanted to show off something new#:)
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Creed Fisher Honors The Service & Sacrifice Of America’s Military Veterans & Their Families In New “Stars and Stripes” Music Video & 2024 Tour
American outlaw country singer-songwriter and recording artist Creed Fisher honors the service and sacrifice of America’s military veterans and their families in a new music video for his self-written tearjerker song “Stars and Stripes.” This Friday Fisher’s official “Stars and Stripes 2024” Tour tickets go on sale at CreedFisher.com at 10am ET and the new music video goes live on Creed’s YouTube at 12pm ET.
“I’d like to give a special thank you to all the servicemen and women who played a special part in the creation of this video,” Fisher said. “Having true veterans be a part of this gave it a real genuine aspect that I’ll forever value. I’ll always proudly honor our great country with pride and respect, never undervaluing the sacrifices that our brave service men and women give for our privilege to live in the land of the free. The Stars and Stripes Tour begins in 2024 and I encourage all members who have and/or are serving our country to come out and enjoy a show. I’d personally love to shake each one of your hands in appreciation for your service to our country. May God bless our families and freedoms, May God protect those who serve both domestically and abroad, and May God always bless the United States of America!”
“Stars and Stripes” plays on Creed’s newly released 12 song studio album, This Ain’t The Hamptons and is available for streaming everywhere digitally.
Music videos/visualizers released: “One of ‘Em” | “Famous White Line” | “This Ain’t The Hamptons” | “Lowdown & Lonesome” | “Hank Williams” | “Cold Lonely Bed” | “You Ain’t From The South”
Stars & Stripes 2024 Tour:
JAN 25 – Iron City / Birmingham, Ala.
JAN 26 – Druid City Music Hall / Tuscaloosa, Ala.
FEB 02 – Capitol Theatre Macon / Macon, Ga.
FEB 03 – District Live / Savannah, Ga.
FEB 10 – Texas Club / Baton Rouge, La.
FEB 18 – Thunder by the Bay / Sarasota, Fla.
FEB 22 – Tally Ho Theatre / Leesburg, Va.
FEB 23 – The Senate / Columbia, S.C.
FEB 29 – Doc’s Tavern / Greenville, S.C.
MAR 08 – Hop Springs Beer Park / Murfreesboro, Tenn.
MAR 09 – Hub City Brewing / Jackson, Tenn.
MAR 10 – Tuck’s Bar / Minor Hill, Tenn.
MAR 14 – Jergel’s / Warrendale, Pa.
MAR 15 – The King of Clubs / Columbus, Ohio
MAR 16 – Dusty Armadillo / Rootstown , Ohio
MAR 21 – The Machine Shop / Flint, Mich.
MAR 22 – 8 Seconds Saloon / Indianapolis, Ind.
MAR 23 – Crusens / Peoria, Ill.
APR 05 – Ground Zero Music Festival / Bandera, Texas
APR 07 – Cosmic Cowboy Music Festival / Hillsboro, Texas
APR 12 – Wildwoods / Iowa City, Iowa
APR 13 – Wooly’s / Des Moines, Iowa
APR 14 – The Waiting Room / Omaha, Neb.
APR 25 – Mercury Ballroom / Louisville, Ky.
APR 26 – Lori’s Roadhouse Live / West Chester, Ohio
APR 27 – Renfro Valley Entertainment Center / Mount Vernon, Ky.
MAY 02 – TempleLive / Wichita, Kan.
MAY 03 – TempleLive / Fort Smith, Ark.
MAY 04 – 2920 Roadhouse / Hockley, Texas
**For Creed’s complete 2023 tour schedule follow on BandsInTown or visit creedfisher.com/tour
About Creed Fisher:
Country music’s rising Outlaw star Creed Fisher reminds fans to never lose sight of who you are, where you’re from, and never be afraid of working hard to earn an honest living. On his latest musical manifesto This Ain’t the Hamptons, his 13th studio album celebrates blue collar sensibilities, patriotism and fun-loving simple pleasures that are staples of Fisher’s music, this record comes at a time where country music consumers’ interests in bringing back the foundational roots of traditional country music are at an all time high. Timing is everything, and Fisher declares “This was the perfect album for true country music fans that miss that less modernized sound of old country music. If I’d said it three or four albums ago – they wouldn’t have heard it.” He’s confident the music and messages on This Ain’t the Hamptons will connect with the majority of Americans, but especially those who love country music and live the lifestyle. “They’re gonna love to hear this one.”
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How Not to Handle an Illness At School 101
WHUMPTOBER 2023, DAY 15: “I don't need you to help me I can handle things myself.”
Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | “I’m fine.”
Day 15 was always going to be MatsuYoshi, I knew that, considering those two are professionals at pulling the "I'm fine (isn't actually fine)" spiel, to a nauseating degree considering how few times Yoshiko appears yet has managed to pull it off screen for months. Also, you know I had to do it to 'em.
What I hadn't planned on was setting this in an HSAU flashback fic. Truth be told, it's not purely out of serendipity: it's also due to some very emotional reasons linked to a recnnt terrorist attack that targeted a former school of mine. I originally had a whole-ass wall of text about it, but at the end of the day… this fic isn't a memorial, it's just a silly AU funky soccer manga fanfiction, and I don't want to take away from that. This fic is motivated by a will for this school I truly care so much about not just be a place of tragedy and I want it to be seen as such.
My thoughts and prayers to the victims, their loves ones, and current students and staff of Gambetta High. Shout-out to my profs at Carnot.
So, uhm, yes, the funny fanfiction about HSAU Hikaru and Yoshiko being who they are! Can't forget about the original stake at hand! They're in their second year of prep class, there.
In terms of HSAU Lore, this fic somehow introduces both Jeanne Mouchon, one of Hikaru and Yoshiko's former classmate, and Mr Moinot, who was mentioned in… I don't remember, actually. I think it was either We All Gotta Start Somewhere or the first chapter of "Promotion to Parent". Most likely the former. Anyway, he's 'karu and Yoshi's old lit prof! And absolutely not an OC I already have who's also kind of maybe based on my own former lit prof.
Also, slight reminder of culture and stuff: grades are given out 20, some students have scholarships as in they get money to do studies because they're otherwise dirt-poor, and we're in France.
It's a little half-baked, but I didn't get a lot of time to work on it, so it'll have to do for now. I may go back and edit it later.
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How Not to Handle an Illness At School 101
aka: Pinmontagne, Or The Reason Why "Febris" and "February" Share a Latin Root
Summary: People don't always think it through before they try to push through illnesses.
Or: asking a nineteen-year-old to have clear-cut priorities may be a lot to ask, sometimes.
Fandom: It's your friendly neighbourhood French high school AU (actually it's Captain Tsubasa, but very, very removed)
Word Count: 1.7K words
AO3 version available here.
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It’s only seven in the morning and Jeanne is already silently telling him he’s a big-ass idiot, in that way only her can do.
“What?” He asks, still mixing in the cheap cocoa powder into his bowl of just as cheap warm milk.
“What, what?” She asks back, an eyebrow corked. “Be more precise, man. I don’t speak Pinmontagne as far as I know.”
She’s absolutely trying to get a reaction out of him – which he will not grant her.
“You’re lookin’ at me funny. What’s your problem with me?”
She immediately cringes.
“Geese Louise, you’re so snappy today! Tho I guess I asked for it.” She regains a serious expression, perhaps too serious. “You look a bit, uh… bad. God, uh, I don’t know how I phrased it when I emailed FM about that, but you look like that.”
The laugh he tries to level at her accusation turns into a coughing fit.
“You’re not accusing me of having pneumonia now?” He still tells her. “Cuz that’s what Moinot had back then, no?”
Her expression doesn’t get lighter and he hates that oh so very much.
“Maybe not pneumonia, but like, dude, you sound like shit.” She frowns. “You’re not gonna attend class like that, right?”
He clears his throat before he can talk again. His voice is already a shitshow, better not wake any suspicions among his classmates now.
“It’s just some stupid cold that won’t go away. Tryin’ to get excused outta class sounds like a much bigger chore.”
“I mean… Yeah, you’re right, but like…” Her eyes grow wide. “Wait, didn’t you have an oral with Moinot today?”
“Yeah, I do.” He coughs again, shit. “What did you pick for yours?”
“Oh, I chose Notre-Dame de Paris, that seemed – hey, don’t change the topic!!”
He shrugs.
“Same, actually.” His nose’s starting to get too clogged for oxygen’s good faith. “I, uh, don’t jive with Ernaux much. Not in text commentary at least.”
“I don’t think you should jive with any author today, dude.”
“My scholarship doesn’t say the same.”
“Just… Go to a doctor, dude, or Yoshiko’s gonna get on your case. You wouldn’t worry her, right?”
“Fuck you,” he replies with a chuckle.
“I was being serious, y’know.”
He sighs, his chest wheezing as he does. Maybe the Moinot comparison wasn’t that inaccurate…
“I’ll be fine.”
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“I tell you, I’m fine,” he tells his girlfriend for the third time today. To say geography class hasn’t even started – not just that, the prof isn’t even here yet.
Still, he knows it’s just bravado because, yeah, his scholarship doesn’t handle missed classes well, and he needs it. And, also, worrying her is a crime… even if he isn’t sure of his modus operandi anymore. It does sound like it’s doing the opposite thing it should be doing.
“But, Hikaru… You’ve been sick for the past week. It doesn’t seem to have gotten better either…”
“Colds can be like that, y’know” he replies with as much of a smile as he can muster. “But are you fine, Yoshiko? You’ve not been catching it from me, right…?”
She smothers a sneeze in the crook of her sweater.
“No, don’t worry, I’m fine,” she replies in a manner eerily similar to him, only starting to smile again now. “I’ll go to bed earlier than usual and take some medicine. You should try and rest in the dorms when you can.”
“With our schedule that’s gonna be hard to do, but like, I don’t think I need it anyway. I’ll manage.”
“If you ever feel like you need help, get some, okay? I’m really worried for you.”
He leans against the wall, suddenly aware of how uncomfortably wet his hair is. Maybe it’s more obvious than he thought that he feels like shit.
“I’ll make sure to let you know, at least.”
It’s a lie, the only kind he’s capable of and they both know it, but before she can protest, Mr Beaubonnet has finally arrived, and class is bound to begin soon.
He doesn’t hold her hand – just because he doesn’t want her to catch the plague, dear God. Yet he watches her hand try to reach for his, even sitting in class.
His lungs aren’t the only thing that hurts, today.
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By the time noon comes around, Hikaru isn’t even sure of how he’s still on both his feet, waiting in the cafeteria crew. The fact he’s sandwiched between Jeanne and Yoshiko helps, he imagines, not to let himself look as bad as he feels. Ironic, for someone who otherwise doesn’t give two fucks about appearances, let alone “looking right”.
He usually doesn’t even care about queue speeds, especially on Wednesdays where it’s just the four prep class rosters and their profs; but today, it’s long. Painfully slow. He wants his bed and maybe a hug from Yoshiko. Okay, he definitely wants the hug from Yoshiko, but that’s beside the point, he always wants one.
When they finally sit down, he can’t hide the relief on his face, just like they can’t hide the fact they’re worried as shit about the crap he’s trying to pull off – cut him some slack, the scholarship won’t like it if he skips over it.
Also, Yoshiko’s coughing, and that can’t be good.
“Hey, you okay?” He asks her, still twirling with the idea of ingesting food.
“It’s nothing,” she says before blowing her nose. “You should focus on yourself, Hikaru. You need the care more than I do.”
“I’m fine, I told you.” It’s starting to sound like a farce, and it shows, because both Jeanne and Yoshiko are utterly unconvinced.
“Hikaru, dude, you can barely speak,” the former replies first. “I dunno how you’re planning on survivin’ English, let alone an entire oral with fuckin’ Moinot. That guy’s gonna wring you dry of words like he always does.”
“You dun need to remind me of my last grades with him, thanks.”
“Actually, I will! You got a 6 on your first oral, which was somehow worse than my 7. Then, on your specialty oral, you got a 9, but like, can’t blame ya, Banny can’t have explained how that was supposed to go without going on four tangents in a row. And ya got a 11 on your latest one, but it was a damn close call.” She puts down her fork. “All that to say, on a good day, you’ve got trouble dealin’ with his shit, and now you want to do that while you’re literally cookin’? Dude, you’re insane.”
“I’d rather die than lose my scholarship.”
“I’m… pretty sure medical reasons would excuse you,” Yoshiko replies. “Please, Hikaru, you’re swaying on your feet, you shouldn’t be here…”
He rubs his temples, his throat hurting just as much, but no solution comes to him.
“It’ll be fine, I’m sure. Just, lemme handle this and I’ll go see a doctor after class.” Or tomorrow.
“I don’t think you’ll find any by the time you’ll be outta there.”
“I’ll find one.”
Oh, he won’t, but he sure can try.
“You’re so fucking stupid, man,” Jeanne adds.
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The topic quickly changes to bitching about English class.
So, uh, fun thing about running a high fever: he can’t read text anymore. No matter what he tries, letters just start swimming before his eyes. Not that he’s actually been able to understand whatever the hell Hugo was trying to say about that rat hole or some shit – who knows, not him, that’s for sure.
And that’s a big issue, because right now, he’s in front of his own prof, and he has no idea where to fucking begin.
“I, uh, gimme two seconds, please,” he coughs out, already realizing this is going nowhere.
He swaps paper sheets around, rubs his eyes and tries focusing – but aside from the absolute urge to hug his girlfriend and find peace with his bed, there’s nothing coming up. Nothing makes sense. He almost doesn’t know where he is and he’s losing grip on if his thoughts are staying inside or if he may be spewing them out.
“Do you need help with anything?” The prof asks in a voice too kind not to be suspicious.
Or maybe it’s normal? Uh…
“I don’t need you to help with things, I can handle things myself.”
He shuffles his papers around again, and this time, he actually gets tricked by the coughing fit. It lasts entirely too long, and he’s spent by the time it ends; but watch him rise back to his hands because that oral won’t do itself.
Mr Moinot looks entirely displeased with the shitshow this has been so far, in such a manner that, when he opens his mouth, Hikaru is ready to endure a verbal beating—
“You should go back home, Hikaru.”
Dread fills his every pore anyway.
“W-wha’?!”
“You are very clearly ill. Be honest, did you even understand the text?”
He’s way too exhausted to lie. He doesn’t even like lying to begin with, do you expect him to do so when he’s down the gutter?
“No, sir, I really didn’t get it. I don’t even know what it’s about.”
It hurts so much, at this point, to speak that he can’t not cough every time he opens it, God.
“I can’t evaluate you fairly in those conditions,” Mr Moinot replies. “Let’s postpone it to when you feel better, okay? The class is small enough, it shouldn’t be too much of an issue.”
“O-okay.” The shame is almost overwhelming. “Sorry about that, sir.”
“It’s fine. I know a thing or two about pushing through an illness.” He sighs. “Now, call someone to get you. I’m not letting you go home on your own.”
Oh, it must be that bad – of course it is, you idiot, you’re hotter than a furnace and barely able to piece reality together. Even walking to his dorm room sounds like a chore. As such, in silence, he grabs his phone, scrolls to the one contact whose picture he cannot mistake for anything else, and calls.
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It isn’t pneumonia, but it’s damn close; so close Yoshiko has decided, actually, he was going to live at her place until he can drive himself home.
It’d be embarrassing if it wasn’t a dream come true.
#whumptober 2023#no.15#lyric#“i'm fine”#suppressed suffering#captain tsubasa#fic#hsau#this fic made me doubt my status as a matsuyama fan#even by HSAU standards i think hikaru's way too rmoved from his canon self lmfao#blame it on the flu i guess!!
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