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part 3 where percy confesses plss😭

pairing: percy jackson x gn! reader

summary: percy finally explains the reason he's been acting so weird.

warning(s): awkward conversations, mutual pining (pls they're very slow..), cursing, love confessions, kisses.

a/n: UGHH THIS TOOK FOREVER IM SO SORRY. tysm for all the notes on both parts !! :) i finally managed to pop out the final part even if it took a minute.. truly trying my best to clear up all the requests in my inbox, just give me a minute!!

part 1 part 2

school was slow - as always.

you watched out the window intently, trying your best to tune out the teacher's nonsensical chatting as you focused on the small robin that was seated outside on the arm of a tree.

you were so bored you were watching a bird.

seriously, school had to be some kind of legal torture method.

the bird flapped around like he was looking for something, tweeting eagerly when he seemed to get his hands onto a random stick.

hmm..must've been building a nest.

he rushed forward to place it, the twig dropping from his mouth as he hopped around, trying to find it almost nervously.

you watched with amused eyes, bracing your head in the palm of your hand as your mind started to wander. school was back in session and because of that, you had made the crushing decision to leave camp half-blood in order to pursue an education.

of course, as per request of your mother. she cared about you - a bit too much you'd guessed because for whatever reason she'd decided to put you in a school that was so strict they cut down on students if their shoelaces were so much as a tad bit too eye-catching.

you tore your eyes away from the bird to focus on your teacher who was still very much into the lesson she was teaching.

only a few more minutes till class had ended - you just had to hang in there..

“and so..” the loud ring of the bell cut your teacher off, simultaneously alerting your body to make the swift action to pull your backpack into your lap, sweeping all your things inside as you hauled yourself up, rushing out the classroom door.

one more day here and you might just throw yourself out the window, you thought.

your scruffy shoes dragged against the polished and shiny marble floor of the hallway as you pushed past the sea of people that were flooding out of each classroom.

you didn't hate this school - well, it was the only school you hadn't accidentally destroyed so, there was no room to complain. it wasn't any camp half-blood though, as bitter as you were about being a demi-god, you still missed being in a community where you all had at least one thing to relate to.

at this school you'd be lucky to find a person who had the same music taste as you..

you pushed past the last person, stomping down the stairs as you spotted a figure in the distance standing just a few ways near the front entrance of your school. you quirked an eyebrow at the fellow, a smile pulling onto your lips as you approached the person closer.

“so, are you stalking me now?” you asked, slightly amused.

percy smiled back at you. “yeah, sure, you wish.”

you pulled him into a gentle hug despite the emotions inside of you being anything but things of that nature, pulling away to exhale dramatically. “gods, if i stay one more second here i might end up maiming my english teacher.”

"between me and you, i can't tell who has a worse school - i got like, 6 pages of math homework today."

you stifled a laugh, causing percy's face to shift to one of unamusement. “thanks for that, makes my life seem a lot less horrible.”

percy stared right ahead at you, expression not changing.

you'd be a goddamned liar if you said you hadn't thought about percy every second you spent away from camp half-blood. i mean, how could you not? this summer was so..weird.. for no reason too. not that you hated it - it was amazing! suuper fun. well, spending like 4 days in the infirmary wasn't very fun but - you digress.

you hadn't seen percy or honestly, really anyone for a few months since summer ended. despite all the phone calls and texting, you'd never had the pleasure of seeing him in real life. you were both so busy too the idea of planning a hangout was completely out of picture.

it was until now, at least.

so, seeing percy jackson parked outside of your school on his beaten blue bike with slightly rusty handle bars on this random autumn afternoon was not apart of your plan. in fact, you were thinking of passing out when you got home and sleeping like a log.

he looked the same, for the most part except his hair was a bit more grown out now, bangs slightly overgrown on his face. you were sure he hadn't gotten a proper haircut in a minute or two. he looked more mature now too - to you at least. his shoulder were broader and his awkward voice that cracked unexpectedly was replaced a more..raspy and warm voice that tickled your ears whenever he spoke.

“what're you doing here?” you asked, offering him a confused smile. he tucked his hand into his pocket

“i wanted to take you out,” he replied, avoiding eye contact.

you eyed him curiously, grabbing the straps of your backpack. “like...on a date?” you joked.

“do you want it to be?”

you paused, slightly stunned by his newfound confidence. a smile unknowingly made it’s way onto your face as you snorted, pushing him playfully as you hid your burning face.

“are we riding over?”

percy smiled, hopping onto the bike as he slid his helmet onto his head. he scooted over to make space for you. “if you're not too scared..”

you smiled back at him, laughing as you threw your bag into the small basket in front of the bike, plopping down behind him. you hesitated to wrap your arms around him, goosebumps growing on your upper arm as you braced against his back.

“you alright back there?”

“mhm..” you mumbled out. “let's go.”

"how'd you get the money to pay for all this stuff?"

you tried your best to keep as much good inside your mouth as you could as you and percy walked side by side. you hadn’t had a proper unhealthy meal in weeks — all thanks to your mom’s newfound obsession with kale and all things vegetarian.

“saved up,” he replied nonchalantly. “nothing too important.” you hummed in response as you tended to the oversized slushee cup that was clutched in your right hand.

“so, what’s the real reason you decided to come find me?” you asked suddenly, catching Percy off guard.

“you’re not a very good listener.”

“and you’re not a good liar,” you quipped, a suspicious look on yo ur face. “why’d you suddenly decide you wanted to hang out?” you didn’t mind that percy had came to visit you — really. it’s just, you two didn’t live near each other at all.

so, for him to suddenly appear outside of your school on a whim seemed too peculiar to just be as simple as “wanting to hang”. percy analyzed you silently before shrugging. “well..i guess I just missed you then?”

you offered him a teasing smile. “is that so?”

“so.”

you laughed to cover up the hard pattering of your heart as your stomach fluttered. was Percy..flirting with you? like..flirting, flirting. you sneaked a glance at him as you continued to work on your slush, jumping when you felt Percy’s hand interlock with yours.

he didn’t look at you, only continued to walk at a neutral pace beside you. moments like these made you question your status with him, like isn’t it slightly weird for friends to be walking hand and hand down the street? is that..normal? well, it is for you two.

“where are we going?”

percy glanced at you. “somewhere..”

you quirked an eyebrow at him. you trusted his judgement — of course but it was starting to get late, that sentiment being heightened by the dimmer sky and the fact you were starting to see more and more street lights power off.

your mother was sure to worry about where you were in a few hours. just what did Percy have to show you? your head was telling you to leave and catch a bus home while the rest of your body told you to shut up and go wherever this sea eyed boy led you.

“just through here, okay?” percy reassured as he stepped to the side, allowing you to go ahead of him. he seemed to of led you to some secluded forest area that was a few ways away from civilization. it was beautiful — amazingly so considering this was New York you two were talking about.

“percy what is this pla—”

your questions was cut off as percy placed his hands over your eyes, earning a nervous giggle from you.

“shh,” he cooed in your ear. “just follow my lead.”

“kind of hard to when I can’t see anything..” you replied, tripping over something that was seated on the floor of the forest. percy was quick to steady you, slowly walking you deeper into the forest.

you mind went numb as the sensation of his own warm skin against yours overtook your receptors. his skin seemed just as warm as it was that summer he spent in the infirmary with you. almost as warm as his hand that clasped your own as you sat on his bed, watching in confusion as he attempted to tell you something.

whatever that something was..

percy stilled behind you as he exhaled shakily. “okay, i’m gonna remove my hands now.” he said, slightly nervous. “don’t like..scream or anything, alright?”

“no promises.” you joked, earning a nervous chuckle from him. you waited expectantly as percy slowly removed his hands from your eyes.

you blinked your eyes open as you admired the scene in-front of you. the heart of the forest was decorated with various different fairy lights and other small lights, and at the center there was a small picnic basket with a picture of you seated next to it.

you recognized the picture from the first day you and Percy had met. you were attending the same school at the time and that day the school had planned a trip to six flags, one that you both attended.

seated knee to knee, you two ascended the tracks and despite all your mutterings about rollercoasters being boring — you still felt your heart jumping as you made your way up. then, right at the drop, your throat closed and you started to grow sick.

yeah..it wasn’t hard to imagine what happened next. percy was nice enough to check up on you after the trip despite being traumatized himself. held all your stuff for you while you threw up the rest of the your breakfast into the six flags public trash bin.

and your teacher, oh, your sweet caring teacher, caught the whole thing in a image that consisted of your sickly looking face attempting to throw up a peace sign and percy’s terrified looking face that was stained with your throw up who hugged you awkwardly, shooting a weak looking thumbs up.

you hated that photo — he knew that. it was probably why he used it.

your breath caught in your throat as you turned to face percy. he looked back at you with a warm smile on his face as he approached you hesitantly. you stood in place, watching him approach you. what should you say? what could you say?

“i’ve.. not been the best with my words..recently..” percy said, slightly embarrassed. “but, um..i don’t think i’d really forgive myself if I didn’t tell you this..” his face was flushed to capacity as he stood in-front of you. your lips trembled as you opened your mouth to say something to no avail.

Percy exhaled, stepping forward as he clasped your hand in his, bringing it to rest against his chest. your eyes casted down to look at your hand which rested there, the pattering beat of his heart loud as ever.

“i really like you.” percy admitted. “more than..more than i’ve ever liked someone in my life.” he stared into your eyes intensely as he tightened his grip on your hand. “and..i want to know if you feel the same way..” he paused. “please?”

you were at a loss for words. i mean, how could you have gaged this was what Percy had planned for so long? and how stupid were you for not seeing it all? everything that happened between the two of you at camp half blood..was he..? no, he was. he was trying to confess to you.

he felt the same way as you.

you slithered your hand out of his touch, bringing it to your side. percy’s face grew slightly alarmed, sadness growing on his face.

your stomach fluttered as you leaned in slightly, tongue darting out to lick your lips before you closed the gap between the two of you, pressing a kiss to percy’s lips. his eyes widened at the contact, freezing before kissing back hesitantly.

Percy wrapped his arms around your neck, holding you tightly as you pulled back from the kiss, a embarrassed look on your face.

“i couldn’t find anything to say.”

percy blinked at you, slightly shaken up. “you’ve said plenty.”

“clearly not enough since you genuinely thought I wasn’t going to like you back.” you huffed. “gosh, and while we’re on the topic — can we talk about how stupid I am?”

“let’s not,” percy mumbled. “we’d be stuck on it for hours.” you nudged him playfully. silence fell over you two again as you stayed still in each other’s arms, having an unspoken staring contest.

“i like you too, percy.” you mumbled. “i always have.”

a smile formed on Percy’s face as he nodded slightly. “yeah, okay..I’m glad.” he cleared his throat. “…do you have like, a specific amount of time you have?”

“shut up and kiss me again.” you replied with a smile, pulling Percy into you as your lips pressed against each other again. for a moment you almost forgot all about where you were and how late it was. all that mattered at the moment was the fact that you and percy were finally together.

well, it was for a moment.

you jumped as percy’s phone went off in his pocket, causing you to pull away from Percy immediately as he searched through his pocket for his cell. You eyed percy curiously as he brought the phone to your ear.

“mom! what’s..going on?.” he replied into the phone with a hushed tone. “yeah..they’re here..” he turned to face you to which you waved at him with a lopsided smile.

“uh, okay — we will..yeah we’ll be there.” he said before ending the call. Percy turned to you with a frown. you titled your head in confusion.

“are you up for dinner at my place? my mom wants to meet my new girlfriend.” he said, wars growing red.

huh. dinner sounded good right about now.

More Robin headcanons (they don't have to be Ronance related)

Don't worry, they will almost certainly be Ronance related. But also just some Robin stuff! A lot of this is really random, a lot of this is plagiarized from my own life. Enjoy!

Nancy orders food for her at restaurants because she gets nervous speaking to the server

She tried using that bad tasting nail polish to stop her from biting her nails (it didn't work by the way)

She's really smart and she loves history and English at school

She once cried as a child because someone told her don't step on a crack or you'll break your mom's back and she thought they meant it literally and thought her mother would be angry with her

She doesn't hate maths. She loves balancing equations because it fits so well and makes a lot of sense to her

She's really good at staring competitions

Nancy bakes stuff for her so she tried to bake something in return but mixed up baking powder and salt

In 'family' games as a child, she was never the mother or father because she was always the pet dog

She taps out songs from her trumpet when she's nervous to calm her down and hums along the tune. She does it so often that Nancy sometimes hums along to help her feel more relaxed

She hates crowds because she can't see what's going on and one time in a panic, Nancy tried to piggyback away from a group

She tried really hard to study with Nancy for tests but she gets off on side tangents so often that they only get through about 3 flashcards

She makes mix tapes but always skips to the same 3 songs because they make her happy

She twirls pencils

So yeah, those are some headcanons. Hope they're alright (:

Elmer <3

Quickfire Favorites:

Food: “Pierogis”

Color: “I like a lotta col’as. Think green might be my fav’rit if I hadta pick one.”

Season: “Wint’a. ‘Cos Medda would take us in from sellin’ and would pay us to help with buildin’ and paintin’ to keep us out the cold.”

Weather: “Snow. Snow’s always real pretty.”

Hobby: “Playin’ dice with the fellas. Hustlin’ ‘em.”

Animal: “Dragons. An’ yeah, I know they ain’t really real, but they’d be real neat if they was.”

Memory: “Meetin’ the Manhattan fellas for the first time. Thought Racer was gonna faint when I told ‘im I’s from Brooklyn.”

Comfort Item: “My dice. I know they ain’ much, but it feels nice to always have ‘em close, y’know?”

Totally gives off They/He vibes

The youngest of nine. His parents had immigrated to the US when he was just a baby. He grew up knowing both Polish and English. His eldest sibling, Margo, had just turned 19 when their parents passed, and he had turned 13 not long after. There were still seven of the kids in school, but they couldn’t afford all the supplies they needed, so the eldest three finished out their last few years so they could get better jobs, and hopefully put the others through the rest of school.

Well, as first gen immigrants, they faced a whole lot of discrimination and couldn’t get very good jobs. They took what they could get, but it was barely enough to survive, much less go to school or thrive on.

So, the younger ones started looking for work. Richard and Florence found work in a factory, and Ethel became an assistant to the seamstress downstairs.

Elmer, as we all know, became a newsie. He worked his ass off to try and make sure his family would have enough to live.

Well, just trying wasn’t good enough in Brooklyn. Everyone knew that he was an immigrant, and nobody wanted to get anything from someone from another country. He couldn’t understand why everyone hated him so much.

His family lived just across the bridge, so Elmer started crossing it to sell, and got close with the newsies there. When he realized it’d be far easier to stay in the Lodge™, he did. He visited his family all the time, as often as he could, but he mostly stayed in Manhattan so he could earn more.

The birth order of Elmer and his siblings, their ages when their parents passed away (they lost count afterward), and Elmer’s nicknames for them (bc he couldn’t pronounce their full names when he was younger, and by the time he could, the nicknames had stuck):

Margaret (Margo) 19 Elizabeth (Beth) 18 James (Jam) 16 Charles (Char) 16 Mary (E) 16 Richard (Rick) 14 Florence (Flo) 14 Ethel (Ef) 13 Elmer 12

No one heard from him for a scary long time after the strike fight. Rumors flew around that he’d been arrested… or worse. Those few nights were some of the worst for Albert, thinking someone he’d grown so close to had been taken from him. Again.

Elmer showed back up, three days after he’d disappeared, being led by one of the Sisters with a rosary around his neck and a Bible in his hands.

He’d gone to see his family, to just make sure they were okay, and couldn’t bring himself to return to the Lodge right away. The Sisters let him stay at the church for a night or two, and returned him soon after.

Elmer is smart. Smarter than some of his elder siblings. He was always trying to learn new things, and his parents and siblings never hesitated to teach him anything. He’s good at math-really good, can do addition in his head well into triple digits (though the bigger numbers take a little longer)- and he can read and write. He’s smart enough to have run a dice game for the newsies, for his own small profit.

With the exception of Davey and Les, Elmer was the newest newsie. He’d been selling only a few months when they showed up. He doesn’t like lying to people (or “improving the truth” as Jack calls it), so he depends heavily on good headlines to sell.

Elmer's very good at getting gifts for people. He knows most everyone's favorite things, and can usually get something they'll love.

Mom friend. He carries so much stuff in his bag that he doesn't have any room left for, idk, PAPES

Things in his bag at this current moment: Beef jerky Water Dice Cards His selling money Several rumpled handkerchiefs (never know when you'll need them) A few pierogis wrapped in a washcloth to keep them safe that he will fight for if someone tries to take them (albert) Bandages Alcohol Needle and floss, just in case

Elmer has definitely totally not ever snuck animals into The Lodge ever.

Especially not two dogs, six cats, three turtles, eight pigeons, five rats, and somehow a bat

He's just a little skrunkly guy, and he absolutely deserves everything because he's soft boy supreme

👻

What are some other tough questions interviewers ask?

Good question anon!

Back when I enlisted, I had to do multiple tests (like maths, German, English, physics...) one of which was a personality test. The questions were quite simple: Do you have friends, active hobbies, what does your family dynamic look like. (Plus some questions about Hitler and his ideologies, seeing as this is Germany, but alas. One dude got immediately disqualified after saying he'd read "Mein Kampf" for no reason other than personal interest.)

You were supposed to answer truthfully. When the interview with the officer and the psychologist rolled around, I was asked questions like "you clicked this and that, mind explaining why?"

Those were the personality / mental illness detection questions. Military type questions were stuff like "how would you feel about being deployed to the Polish border?" (about 400km away from my home at that time) and "if a superior ordered you to do something that goes against the law, would you do it?" (the obvious answer is no. You can and will be held accountable, orders are no excuse to commit war crimes).

To be honest though, anon, my interview is six years in the past and I've pretty much forgotten the details at this point. All I can tell you is to stick to your own morals and beliefs, and should you be considered an ill fit, there's good reason for it. Don't fret too much about it either way.

Ah hell my bad i did get. Really busy & really tired the end of year holidays are busy & really draining. I am a sea person but im glad that resonates with non sea people too. People try & talk to you often there? I dont know a whole section of verb conjugation so im not sure how id do there. Fried bread & cinnamon sugar what a peak combination thank you churros. Same i need to pick up more spanish food recipes. Oh? Thats a good start actually. Knowing simple stuff like eggs or grilled cheese or uh. Chicken noodle soup are good baselines. I mean. Yeah same to a degree. I turn them on when im reading or walking/going places. Keeps me focused. Mag is good. Same with nightvale & alice isnt dead. Thats some solid luck kudos to everyone for not getting attacked by gulls. Id wonder about that too australia seems. Nice but very weird. Like their one prime minister who walked into the ocean & disappeared. Kudos to her for finding one she likes & gets along with enough to move there. Ah nothin like light hearted roasting among friends love that for you. Oh jeesh thats like my geometry teacher i had once. Dude would get distracted & then skip stuff he was supposed to help us learn. & still test us on it. Had a different math teacher help me sometimes because he was better at teaching. Hell yeah english teacher for the save. She sounds cool. I dont have time for meta so like. Why bother when if something works it works? Oh is honkai meta that hard? Do i need to focus on that on the way through the story? Oh thats way better like star rail having a pick your own on standard after x amount of pulls. What genshin's fate system could be if it was good. Hmm im not sure where even to start. I guess about himeko. Like her place in the story & what her story in hi3 is. Since i doubt its similar to in hsr. Hell she does have that vibe doesnt she? Chill piracy milf in a way. I hope she becomes playable. A thirty minite backstory? Must be a heck of a joke. Or because of all the polish nuance. Thanks! Ill have to see how she plays of course but personality wise she's good. Fontaine has killed it with interesting characters. Oh? Why the screen limit is it a doctors orders thing? & no worries about that life hit me hard so i understand. Ah thanks im getting to where gear matters a bit so ill need that luck. Need to up talents & such more though. Makes sense then but damn 4 pm as the other option? Both of those aren't super great. I live close to my work which is nice but i still have to wake up 2 hours before for early days because otherwise i wont wake i am not a morning person. 4 am? Hell mad respect for that i could never im barely a person some days at that hour i definitely wouldnt be. Oh nice congrats! On the exam & the history memes. At least your friends are becoming nerds with you. Important group activity. Im caught up on show & manga releases but i do need to read the spin off still when i can find it. Claire has protag rights to one name

AH ITS OK i just. Dont trust tumblr to function properly AJSKFJJH. but ah wishing you some time to chill soon. i understand tho since its the end of the first semester in my school so literally every teacher is trying to squeeze in as many tests as possible. yeah sjdkfkkskdf thats one thing everyone can agree on i suppose!! and it really is like that!! the stereotype about spanish people being seemingly All Extroverted is. much more true than i expected it to be. especially when compared to poland where everyone just more or less minds their own business. and not knowing the language that well proved to be less of an issue than i thought actually!! as in. i do Not speak spanish very well but through a series of trial and error combined with a lot of gesticulation i managed to communicate well enough. AND FOR REAL good lird. they were so right for that. and thanks!! i can more or less follow intermediate recipes so i can Survive more or less. and ahh thats fair, i unfortunately cant really listen to stuff outside my house as i only own headphones and not earphones and i dont like being Completely disconnected from the sound around me when im not at home. but very understandable. ANYWAY YEAH AUSTRALIA IS. A PLACE. i heard about that one prime minister yeah..... wild...... and yeah ajdkfjg me and my friends have been dissing each other for a Long time since i did the same thing in my previous school. always fun. AND AOUGH I FEEL YOU i have. a Lot of teachers like that. but eh im pretty decent at studying on my own [if i find the energy.....] so its managable. with math teachers too actually which is very funny bc last year we had this one teacher [we called her The Brick] who just. did not explain Anything just start doing exercises on the board and then be disappointed when we didnt understand anything. so obviously we were very happy to hear that were gonna have a different one EXCEPT??? SHE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO COUNT???? LIKE GENUINELY SHE DOES SOMETHING ON THE BOARD THREE TIMES AND EACH TIME ITS SOLVED INCORRECTLY. IN A DIFFERENT WAY. ah well. but yes my english teacher is very epic. if nobody got me i know she got me can i get an amen. and exactly i agree with you!! as in. i like when theres a Big Number so i try to more or less build my chars but im not gonna wreck my sanity doing the same domain over and over again. the honkai meta however IS pretty hard so i try to keep up with that. but im much less excited for part 2 so when it drops im probs gonna focus on gearing the chars i already have instead of pulling the new ones since you can do anything with a good support and i have. pretty good supports [HERRSCHER OF TRUTH FOR THE WIN]. id generally recommend Not Completely Ignoring it yeah. tho i did and still managed to pull myself out, but it wasnt a pleasant experience [god. superstring dimension with ungeared teams. Augh.] so. yeah. AND RIGHT???? honkais meta may be painful but the gacha sure is not. I WILL GET INTO HIMEKOS STORY BUT ITS GONNA TAKE A SEC SO ILL JUST PUT IT UNDER A READMORE AND ALSO BEWARE OF VERY VERY VERY HEAVY SPOILERS. since im not exactly sure in what point of the story youre in. AND YEAH shes just. chillen. and the joke is [linguistic rant incoming] actually not That long [i just love hyperboles] although there is one joke that is Actually pretty hard to explain. anyway what i wanted to say is that she has ESSA which. first of all this is slang but its slightly outdated slang [which, of course, doesnt stop me from using it] and it just. well when you say someone has essa it means theyre like. chill in a cool way. cool in a chill way. but also essa itself can be used like. hm. for example if you manage to do sth, say, pass an exam, and you wanna say you did it and also it wasnt very hard?? you can just say NO I ESSA. its not quite translatable into english but needless to say i shall now begin using it. AND YEAH FR rare occurence where genshin made me actually care about male characters. as in. i love furina forever but neuvilette has actually proven to be someone i like as well.

[once again. tumblr forcing me to do a paragraph break] his autistic swag has captivated me. and yeah ajdfkgjsj as it turns out im both farsighted and have astigmatism so i should be limiting my computer usage...... its ok tho im trying to get into traditional art more and also studying is easier. so Its Joekay. ahhhhhh talents are such a pain to level up.... i just never have enough stuff for them seemingly. yeah my history classes have godawful times good lird. and we actually do less material bc of that since our teacher just refuses to do anything on the 6pm classes and just does twice the material in the monday block instead. i love my life. fair enough tbh, i picked up an ADDITIONAL 7am class bc its not mandatory and was close to disbanding but my classbestie really likes it so i joined to make it less likely to fall apart but ah. im regretting my decision. but at least the teacher is nice so. AND FOR REAL i do not understand where they get their energy from. or the dedication. ESPECIALLY for this godforsaken school. and ah thankies!!!! and good luck with catching up!!! i LOVE the manga sm omg...... im also very excited for the anime since the love scale arc is starting today and its my favorite........ big hype. and ah i started playing noita recently!!!! very fun i love games that are engineered to hurt me personally

ANYWAY. ONTO THE HIMEKO LORE

i Should mention that im not an expert on himeko lore BUT ill do my best hehehe. however i will reiterate that heavy spoilers ahead, especially for chapter 9.

SO himekos backstory is revealed in the alien space manga [which, admittedly, i read only because i found out shub niggurath appears by the end and i love niggurath] but it goes more or less like this. i wont go into detail about what Exactly happened because truth be told this is a pretty long manga and i simply do not have the motivation to do an Entire Summary but basically. when she was in university, her father, who was working for schicksal and also the host of an Actual Literal Alien kiiiiiind of went berserk [without her knowledge, of course] and welt had to Kill Him. which is pretty bad because they knew each other and were Kinda friends. anyway since her mother was already dead and she was infected with honkai at the time, this caused her to join schicksal! of course, the entire time kept in the dark about what exactly happened to her father. so when she was in schicksal, she was in the squad let by ragna lothbrok, who also ended up dying in action, and himeko ended up in saint freya. she also made bianka join schicksal! so anyway this is where we get to the main story. i wont go into chapter chiyou bc im gonna be honest i remember Nothing from chronicles. but she was kiana and the others from the main squad mentor, guiding them through their journey as valkyries. when kiana awoke as the herrscher of the void during the void arc, she was also Actively Dying from honkai poisoning [since valkyrie gear uses the honkai in it but she had pretty low natural resistance to it]. fu hua gives her an antidote that Could save her life but, during the final lesson, she uses it to temporarily seal the herrscher of the void so that kiana can live on. and dies in the process. i cry watching it to THIS DAY. but himeko remains as somewhat of an Afterlife Guide to the end of the series, appearing as flashbacks and visions in the chapter 11 ex cg, meteoric salvation, like an entire section of set tomorrow ablaze, everlasting flames, and graduation trip. to summarize, I LOVE HER AND WILL CRY ABOUT HER AGAIN. AOUGGGHH. she actually means so much to me you have no idea you have NO idea

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DOSSIER : JOSETTE DUPRES

studies in: girls haunting the narrative, the violence in storytelling, the dead wife at the beginning of the movie

FULL NAME: Josette Aimée Dupres-Collins  AGE: 24 (at time of death) BIRTH DATE: July 9, 1774 ETHNICITY: white, French GENDER: cis woman ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic (interest in women largely unacknowledged as period "female friendship")   SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual (interest in women largely unacknowledged as period "female friendship")   RELIGION: Catholic, mostly. some spiritualism & vodou practice interwoven. not extremely pious, but cherishes the sense of order, routine, and the social environment of church & organized religion in general, as well as the sense of being connected to the dead  SPOKEN LANGUAGE: French and English, a little Italian  CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: Collinwood OCCUPATION: heiress, socialite. ghost. 

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS: André and Marie Dupres. raised in part by her aunt, the Countess Natalie Dupres, after the death of her mother SIBLINGS: Angelique Bouchard, half-sister (unknown) SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Barnabas Collins (former fiancé, lover); Jeremiah Collins (husband) CHILDREN: none (in the main timeline)

PHYSICAL TRAITS

EYE COLOUR: green HAIR COLOUR: brunette HEIGHT: 5'7″  BODY BUILD: slender TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: no tattoos, ear piercings NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: in the Maine winters, she bears almost a permanent flush and constant shiver, being far more accustomed to the Caribbean heat. she wears a beauty mark on her right cheek, sometimes in the fanciful shape of a heart or a star, but often simply a circle. her hair is nearly always arranged in the fashionable European style, but has a tendency to fall from its curl especially in humidity.

PERSONALITY

INTELLIGENCE: far more emotionally, and socially, intelligent than academically, though her judgement tends to err due to her optimism in almost everyone. her schooling was primarily in what was necessary for a fine lady: housekeeping, dancing, fashion, flirtation, art (drawing and embroidery), and music (she can play both the harp and the pianoforte). Josette is isolated almost entirely from politics, and remains blissfully unaware of stirring revolution in France and the West Indies, as well as Enlightenment ideals: she can therefore come off as very pretentious and self-absorbed, and aristocratically conservative, which is only partly true. she has a natural humanitarian, pacifist, and compassionate nature that would lead her to support human rights for all people, but you would find her hard-pressed to sacrifice the niceties that result from her father's plantation wealth. LIKES: warmth, Caribbean flowers and greenery, fish, the sea (though mostly the shore), the smell of jasmine, expensive perfume, fashion plates, fine fabrics - especially silks, love, sex, a nice bath, clean linens, sunshine, the French language, French food, the countryside, horses, traveling by carriage, cultivated gardens, the pianoforte, violin, harp, and harpsichord, the compositions of Joseph Bologne, Romance, the novel, the aristocracy, large houses and elegant architecture, polished wood floors, dances, sherry, white wine, bread and cheese, porcelain (especially Sevres), strawberries, raspberries (not blueberries), seafood –– especially shrimp and lobster, chicken, purples, blues, pinks, whites and creams DISLIKES: large cities, industrialism, the cold, politics, war, violence, felt and wool, traveling via sedan chair, English food, hard labor, dirt, loud noises, red meat, whiskey, rum, tobacco, snuff, bronze and iron, oranges, greens, Atlantic travel –– the deep sea in any respect, sea shanties and work songs, pirates and highwaymen, revolutionaries, grave robbers, witchcraft, ink and ink stains, preserved rather than fresh food, insects (especially mosquitos and spiders), most animals (especially large dogs, pigs, and foxes), dense intellectual writings, business, math, excess of patriotism and nationalism (including soldiers/sailors/politicians), Samhain, gluttony, drunkenness, deceit   DISPOSITION: sweet, quiet, genteel. makes no waves personality-wise –– it is only her love affairs that stir the drama, all behind closed doors.  well-bred and everyone can see it, from the way she moves, speaks, and dresses. English is not her first language and she is very much still in the process of learning by the time she arrives in Collinsport, so she's even quieter than her standard around English-speakers: she finds refuge and relief conversing in French

Biography:

Josette was born in Paris, France, the daughter of an heiress and a West Indian plantation owner, André Dupres. At six years old, the family crossed to live in Martinique, where her mother perished as a fatality of the hurricane of 1780. Josette was thereafter raised partially by André, but largely by his sister, the Countess Natalie Dupres, who saw to it that she grew from a hollow-eyed child into an elegant, and eligible, young woman. At 18 years old, André secured her an English tutor, Barnabas: a polite young man that was heir to the Collins family, whose shipyards in Maine had grown even more profitable during and after the American Revolution. Josette swooned over her tutor in the blooms of a first love, and Barnabas fell desperately for her in return: but Barnabas was simultaneously carrying on an affair with Natalie's maid, Angelique, while in Martinique (though unknown to both Barnabas and Josette, André's illegitimate daughter and practicing witch). Josette of course made the better target of marriage, being high-born, accomplished, and virginal, and the two made plans to wed with the promise of mutual wealth on both sides. The engagement was prolonged by the Dupres' return to France, where Barnabas and Josette exchanged letters frequently, and where they both romanticized the affair into notions of a great, passionate love.

In 1795, Josette, along with André, Natalie, and Angelique, voyaged to Maine from France in preparation for the impending nuptials (and so that both families could properly survey one another). This was to be the last glimmer of Josette's earthly happiness. Angelique, jealous that Barnabas now wanted nothing to do with her in favor of his fiancé, set out to interrupt the marriage, and cast a spell on Josette and Barnabas' uncle, Jeremiah (his elder, but not by much), to force the two to fall in love. Jeremiah and Josette absconded together and married, regretted by both in their moments of clarity but ultimately determined to make some shadow of happiness out of it together. Barnabas, furious at his uncle's betrayal (as well as the implications that he had deflowered his fiancé while she was living in his house), challenged him to a duel. Jeremiah was killed, and Josette made a premature widow.

Angelique coerces Barnabas into making her his wife; when he attempts to kill her, however, she curses him with an unknown sickness that will reveal itself as vampirism. Barnabas' father keeps his death a secret (out of fear that the community will think it the plague) and tells everyone Barnabas has departed for England. Unknown to the members of the Collins family, however, Barnabas rises from his grave, intent on being reunited with Josette in his new, undead state. But before Josette can transform into fully-fledged vampirism, a vision (summoned by Angelique) reveals what future awaits her as a member of the living dead, and she recoils from Barnabas in fear, plummeting from the cliffs into the rocks below.

As a ghost, Josette haunts the Old House of Collinwood, the home that was to be gifted to herself and Barnabas as a wedding present. she remains trapped there as a spirit until the prophecy has been fulfilled and a final woman dies off the cliffs of Widow's Hill. Josette looks out for not only the Collins descendants, such as David Collins, but also those who might be harmed by Barnabas' extended cruelty, like Maggie Evans. Victoria Winters she has a particular regard for, and sees to it that she is shielded from all harm, from Barnabas and elsewhere.

DOSSIER : JOSETTE DUPRES

FULL NAME: Josette Aimée Dupres-Collins  AGE: 24 (at time of death) BIRTH DATE: July 9, 1774 ETHNICITY: white, French GENDER: cis woman ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic (preference for men: interest in women largely unacknowledged as period "female friendship")   SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual (preference for men: interest in women largely unacknowledged as period "female friendship")   RELIGION: Catholic, mostly. some spiritualism & vodou practice interwoven. not extremely pious, but cherishes the sense of order, routine, and the social environment of church & organized religion in general, as well as the sense of being connected to the dead  SPOKEN LANGUAGE: French and English, a little Italian  CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: Collinwood   OCCUPATION: heiress 

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS: André and Marie Dupres. raised by her aunt, the Countess Natalie Dupres   SIBLINGS: Angelique Bouchard, half-sister (unknown) SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Barnabas Collins (former fiancé, lover); Jeremiah Collins (husband) CHILDREN: none (in the main timeline: in others, Bramwell Collins, or Melanie Collins-Young)

PHYSICAL TRAITS

EYE COLOUR: green HAIR COLOUR: brunette HEIGHT: 5'7″  BODY BUILD: slender TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: no tattoos, ear piercings NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: in the Maine winters, she bears almost a permanent flush and constant shiver, being far more accustomed to the Caribbean heat. she wears a beauty mark on her right cheek, sometimes in the fanciful shape of a heart or a star, but often simply a circle. her hair is nearly always arranged in the fashionable European style, but has a tendency to fall from its curl especially in humidity.  

PERSONALITY

INTELLIGENCE: far more emotionally, and socially, intelligent than academically, though her judgement tends to err due to her optimism in almost everyone. her schooling was primarily in what was necessary for a fine lady: housekeeping, dancing, fashion, flirtation, art (drawing and embroidery), and music (she can play both the harp and the pianoforte). Josette is isolated almost entirely from politics, and remains blissfully unaware of stirring revolution in France and the West Indies, as well as Enlightenment ideals: she can therefore come off as very pretentious and self-absorbed, and aristocratically conservative, which is only partly true. she has a natural humanitarian, pacifist, and compassionate nature that would lead her to support human rights for all people, but you would find her hard-pressed to sacrifice the niceties that result from her father's plantation wealth. LIKES: warmth, Caribbean flowers and greenery, fish, the sea (though mostly the shore), the smell of jasmine, expensive perfume, fashion plates, fine fabrics - especially silks, love, sex, a nice bath, clean linens, sunshine, the French language, French food, the countryside, horses, traveling by carriage, cultivated gardens, the pianoforte, violin, harp, and harpsichord, the compositions of Joseph Bologne, Romance, the novel, the aristocracy, large houses and elegant architecture, polished wood floors, dances, sherry, white wine, bread and cheese, porcelain (especially Sevres), strawberries, raspberries (not blueberries), seafood –– especially shrimp and lobster, chicken, purples, blues, pinks, whites and creams DISLIKES: large cities, industrialism, the cold, politics, war, violence, felt and wool, traveling via sedan chair, English food, hard labor, dirt, loud noises, red meat, whiskey, rum, tobacco, snuff, bronze and iron, oranges, greens, Atlantic travel –– the deep sea in any respect, sea shanties and work songs, pirates and highwaymen, revolutionaries, grave robbers, witchcraft, ink and ink stains, preserved rather than fresh food, insects (especially mosquitos and spiders), most animals (especially large dogs, pigs, and foxes), dense intellectual writings, business, math, excess of patriotism and nationalism (including soldiers/sailors/politicians), Samhain, gluttony, drunkenness, deceit   DISPOSITION: sweet, quiet, genteel. makes no waves personality-wise –– it is only her love affairs that stir the drama, all behind closed doors.  well-bred and everyone can see it, from the way she moves, speaks, and dresses. English is not her first language and she is very much still in the process of learning by the time she arrives in Collinsport, so she's even quieter than her standard around English-speakers: she finds refuge and relief conversing in French

Biography:

Josette was born in Paris, France, the daughter of an heiress and a West Indian plantation owner, André Dupres. At six years old, the family crossed to live in Martinique, where her mother perished as a fatality of the hurricane of 1780. Josette was thereafter raised partially by André, but largely by his sister, the Countess Natalie Dupres, who saw to it that she grew from a hollow-eyed child into an elegant, and eligible, young woman. At 18 years old, André secured her an English tutor, Barnabas: a polite young man that was heir to the Collins family, whose shipyards in Maine had grown even more profitable during and after the American Revolution. Josette swooned over her tutor in the blooms of a first love, and Barnabas fell desperately for her in return: but Barnabas was simultaneously carrying on an affair with Natalie's maid, Angelique, while in Martinique (though unknown to both Barnabas and Josette, André's illegitimate daughter and practicing witch). Josette of course made the better target of marriage, being high-born, accomplished, and virginal, and the two made plans to wed with the promise of mutual wealth on both sides. The engagement was prolonged by the Dupres' return to France, where Barnabas and Josette exchanged letters frequently, and where they both romanticized the affair into notions of a great, passionate love.

In 1795, Josette, along with André, Natalie, and Angelique, voyaged to Maine from France in preparation for the impending nuptials (and so that both families could properly survey one another). This was to be the last glimmer of Josette's earthly happiness. Angelique, jealous that Barnabas now wanted nothing to do with her in favor of his fiancé, set out to interrupt the marriage, and cast a spell on Josette and Barnabas' uncle, Jeremiah (his elder, but not by much), to force the two to fall in love. Jeremiah and Josette absconded together and married, regretted by both in their moments of clarity but ultimately determined to make some shadow of happiness out of it together. Barnabas, furious at his uncle's betrayal (as well as the implications that he had deflowered his fiancé while she was living in his house), challenged him to a duel. Jeremiah was killed, and Josette made a premature widow.

Angelique coerces Barnabas into making her his wife by threatening the life of his little sister, Sarah. But eventually, Barnabas is able to discover Angelique's witchcraft, and her responsibility for Sarah's illness: when he attempts to kill her, however, she curses him with an unknown sickness that will reveal itself as vampirism. Barnabas' father keeps his death a secret (out of fear that the community will think it the plague) and tells everyone Barnabas has departed for England. Unknown to the members of the Collins family, however, Barnabas rises from his grave, intent on being reunited with Josette in his new, undead state. But before Josette can transform into fully-fledged vampirism, a vision (summoned by Angelique) reveals what future awaits her as a member of the living dead, and she recoils from Barnabas in fear, plummeting from the cliffs into the rocks below.

As a ghost, Josette haunts the Old House of Collinwood, the home that was to be gifted to herself and Barnabas as a wedding present. She protects not only her descendants, such as David Collins and Victoria Winters, but also those who might be harmed by Barnabas' cruelty, as Maggie Evans. She is trapped there as a spirit until the prophecy has been fulfilled and a final woman dies off the cliffs of Widow's Hill.

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50 Types of Kissing Writing Prompts: #36 - Starting with bunny kisses before moving on to soft kisses.

This got away from me.

~

“Ask me again.”

“Jon, you’ve practised these questions about 20 times just on the way over. I don’t think-”

“Just ask me again.” A beat. “Please.”

Martin let out a lengthy sigh, the kind that came from deep in his belly. It echoed down the corridors of the school hall alongside their heels clicking on the vinyl floor. “Right. Okay, so, how would you describe your teaching philosophy?”

Jon took a deep breath, chest puffing up. “My teaching philosophy is that all children are unique and deserve to have a stimulating educational atmosphere. I want to provide a safe environment where students are encouraged to share their thoughts and take risks.”

Martin smiled, trying not to giggle, but Jon’s voice inflected the exact same way every time he’d say “risks”- a sort of huffy pitch. It was hard not to be amused. “Very good.”

“Ask me the question about resolving conflicts in the classroom.”

“How do you intend to resolve conflicts in the classroom?”

“I would isolate the nature of the conflict in question and strategise accordingly. Compromise is the ideal resolution but in the event one cannot be reached, I will contact a higher authority than myself to mediate and help find a solution.”

“Perfect.”

“You don’t think it makes me look weak-willed?” Jon asked, brows furrowed with distress. “The part about contacting another authority figure? What if they want me to be able to handle the problem by myself?”

“I think it’s fine. You’re new. Shows you won’t let your ego get in the way when you need help.”

Jon let out a low breath, nodding slowly. His chest collapsed until he was nearly hunched over, and he tugged frantically at the strap of his briefcase. Martin had lent him that briefcase since it matched his nice navy blue jacket- he also figured it would help Jon feel more professional.

Martin wanted to say as much, lavish Jon in compliments on how scholarly and refined he looked, but every step they took closer to the school’s administrative office seemed to wound him up tighter and tighter until that briefcase strap threatened to fall apart. If Martin said Jon looked good now, Jon would just argue with him, citing the scuff in his shoes he hadn’t managed to buff out, or quadruple-guess the way he’d tied up his hair or something. The last thing Martin wanted to do was make Jon self-conscious; he’d just have to save all his gushing and lavishing for after the interview.

Martin’s restraint didn’t seem to matter, though, as, without warning, Jon stopped dead in the middle of the hall, digging into the recesses of his case. “I-I should practice the lesson plan one more time, the entire lecture phase is-”

“Jon.” Martin clasped his hands on Jon’s shoulders and turned him around. Jon stared up at him, eyes owlish and glossy with muted panic. “Please. Relax. It’s a part-time home economics class, not tenure for university English lit. You’re funny and charismatic and intelligent. They’re going to be begging you to take the job. The nice lady on the phone said as much.”

“I would appreciate it if you didn’t make promises you have no possible way of keeping,” Jon said, a sliver of ice snaking through his words. Martin lifted a pointed brow, and a dark stain flushed Jon’s face. He looked away. “No, I … Sorry. I don’t mean to snap.”

“It’s okay to be nervous.”

“It’s not that, it’s …” Jon sighed, shoulders sagging. “I just want this to work. I … need this to work.”

Martin tilted his head. This wasn’t the same frantic energy Jon had been carrying with him since he’d gotten off the phone with Principal Williams last week. This was something heavier. More sombre.

“Can you tell me why?”

“It’s silly.”

“Maybe.” Martin shrugged. “Most things are.”

Jon still wouldn’t meet his eyes, staring down at their warped reflections in the floor. Martin waited, rubbing his thumbs over the jut of Jon’s shoulders.

“I just …” Jon started, then paused to breathe. “I don’t know whether or not I can still … function out here. Outside of the Institute. It’s been so long and … what if I just … can’t?” His voice lowered to a dull murmur. “What if I can’t make the adjustment?”

Humming, Martin stroked his hands up and down the length of Jon’s arms. He pressed a kiss to Jon’s forehead. “I don’t think that’s silly.”

Jon sighed through his nose, tickling Martin’s collarbone. Slowly, Martin pulled away.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“Okay, so. Let’s pretend you don’t get the job. Which won’t happen,” he said quickly when Jon’s head snapped up. “You are absolutely getting this job. But let’s just pretend you don’t. What do you think will happen after that?”

Jon’s brow furrowed with quiet confusion. His mouth flapped for a long while before, softly, “I … don’t understand?”

“Here’s what I think will happen,” Martin said, cupping Jon’s face between his hands. “We’ll go home. We’ll order a pizza, half cheese half-Mediterranean. We’ll flip on the TV and finish that nature documentary series. We can polish off that bottle of wine and I’ll rub your feet.” Martin leaned in close enough to press his lips to the bridge of Jon’s nose. “And then we’ll try something else. I actually think that animal hospital nearby is hiring.” Martin smoothed a thumb over his cheekbone. “You’d make a really cute vet tech.”

Jon’s lips twitched, eyes brimming with some complicated emotion. Martin smiled, holding his gaze until Jon turned away, face warming again.

“It’d suck if you didn’t get this job,” Martin said. “You’d be fantastic at it and they’d be stupid to turn you away. But, whatever happens, you’ll be fine. We will be fine.”

Silent, Jon stared somewhere between Martin’s chest and his neck. Then, he swayed forward, leaning into Martin’s sturdy weight, and Martin wrapped his arms around him, pressing his face into prim, professionally styled hair. They stood like that for a long while, breathing each other in. Good thing Jon had them show up about a half-hour early for the interview, just in case.

When they parted, Jon opened his eyes again, calm and bright.

“We could also get killed by a rogue satellite,” he murmured. Martin’s eyes widened. “Just, you know, as a worst possible thing that could happen. Rogue satellite. Right on our heads.”

Martin snorted. “I don’t think I phrased it quite like that, but, yes, I suppose we should consider that a possibility.”

Jon took a deep breath, held it, and let it out slowly, just as Martin taught him. He rolled out his neck, cleared his throat, and tilted his head up. “Alright. Kiss me.”

Martin blinked. “Um. What?”

“Kiss me.” A beat. “For luck. Obviously.”

“Oh. Obviously.” Martin tried to smother his twitching smile. “I didn't realise we'd started doing that."

“Yes.” His eyes became pleading. “Please?”

Martin rolled his eyes, but kissed him, a chaste pressing of their lips. Jon’s eyes had slid shut and he took another deep breath.

“One more?”

Martin obliged. Jon’s eyes remained closed, his chin still tilted up. Martin provided another one without prompting, and then one more, for good measure, soft and indulgent. They were rubbing away at Jon's lip balm, but Martin's lips had been feeling a little dry anyway. The tension bled from Jon’s shoulders, and Martin parted with a breathy sigh.

“That’s all your lucky kisses for the year,” Martin said, earning himself a chuckle. “Spend it wisely.”

A cough drew their attention. An older woman stood idle by one of the classrooms. Through both of their embarrassed spluttering, Martin managed to note her and Jon had tied their hair in similar fashions.

Oh yeah. Jon was going to fit right in.

The woman stepped forward. “Mr. Sims, I presume?”

“I- uh, y-yes, ma’am.” Jon’s face was burning but the woman smiled.

“Glad you could make it. Mrs. Williams seemed really impressed with you after your phone call. Shall I walk you to her office?”

Jon nodded, squeezing Martin’s hand hard enough to break it off and take it with him. “Yes, ma’am.”

“Oh, none of this ma’am stuff. We’re going to be coworkers, yeah?" She held out her hand. "You can call me Janice. I teach maths.”

“Yes, m- Yes, Janice. It’s a pleasure to meet you." Jon accepted her hand. "Um, you can call me Jon.”

After their quick handshake, she indicated towards the hallway. Jon nodded and looked over to Martin. “I, uh … guess I’ll meet you by the car?”

“Meet you there.” Martin gave his hand one more squeeze. “Good luck.”

Jon smiled, a delicate, fluttering thing, before he slid his hand out of Martin’s and allowed Janice to lead them down the hallway.

“So, you’re from London, yeah?” she asked. “Grow up there?”

“No, I’m from Bournemouth. I moved to London after I graduated uni.”

“Oh, really? I think I’ve got a cousin who lives by that area. Always wish I’d have lived somewhere more coastal.” She turned to him, her teeth pearly white. “I have to say, we’re all a little curious about you. Don’t have many city-people here. We’re really excited to have you onboard.”

“Oh.” Even from this distance, Martin could see the way Jon’s face flushed. “I … I see.”

“I’m sure the others will want to ask you all sorts of questions, but don’t let that put you off, the staff here is as sweet as can be. They’ll get used to you soon enough.”

Jon glanced over his shoulder back at Martin, looking fit to burst. Martin waved, sure that his own expression was as sappy and affectionate as could be.

Yeah.

They’re going to be just fine.

Hiii my love! So I'm like super nosy and curious how you came to be interested/learned so many languages? I have 3 1/2 under my belt but like one and a half of the 3 I'm iffy on. Hahaha hope you don't mind my question🙈

Hello lovely!!! I love this question, so I don’t mind at all.

Just a little side note, before I give you a FULL breakdown. I’m fine talking about anything you can find on my blog, even the lesser fun stuff. I’d rather be honest than lie and if I wasn’t comfortable with answering these types of questions I wouldn’t have put the information out there on display 😘.

This might be a long one, so I’ll put it under a cut.

If we put neuroscience towards that question: I absolutely hate math, despise it and I have dyscalculia < explains a lot why I hate math. Languages come easier than numbers do. And they say if you’re good with languages you suck at numbers, well in my case absolutely true.

You must have seen the post with all the languages named, so I’ll break them down and even put them in order of learning them, haha. It also comes with trying to explain the Dutch educational system, which can be hella confusing, so apologies in advance.

Language one: my native tongue is Dutch. Born and raised here and mums a native Dutchie.

Language two: my dad is Polish, I rarely speak/read the language though, I’m just not comfortable with it, plus the grammar is an absolute nightmare. But dump me for a week with my dads family, I’m forced to speak it (none of them speak English) and the understanding and talking comes back with some ease.

Language three: I had an obsession with the English language at the age of 8 and taught myself most of it, by watching weekend morning shows on the BBC. Also when I got older 11/12 I started reading fan fiction and absolutely DESTROYED the English dictionary in our house, like pages coming out and literally falling apart (it’s still at my parents house somewhere for entertainment purposes). Plus we get started with English basics when we’re about 9/10 years old and continue this into our education at least until we finish high school.

Language four: German is one language they add when you start high school, I was 11 going on 12. I say high school, but our educational system is not really comparable to the American or British system, because we have different levels of education within high school, same counts for college. It depends on what learning level you are and how many languages are added.

Language five: I started college at 15 going on 16, because of the lower educational entry I had. French was added here. I did my first 7 month internship in France when i was 17 and my second 7 month internship when I was 19. For both I worked with many French and English people. Which boosted the speaking abilities even more. Some French are stubborn and even refuse to speak English if you don’t even try.

Language six: went to university at 20 going on 21, Spanish was added into the mix. I could choose between French and Spanish, since I already knew how to speak and write in French, I went with Spanish. Both languages are also very similar to one another, yet I find French easier. Spanish is the other language I don’t often use, but dump me in a small village in Spain and I’ll be able to manage myself there.

Language seven: I’m midst learning Norwegian, because my sister moved there 3/4 years ago for a job. When I’m there I go exploring a lot. Norwegians are just like the fucking Dutch. They see you struggle in their language and they switch to English, which is tragic for learning purposes, but also a relieve at the same time.

Language eight: as said I’m considering to pick up Italian, I went there for my holidays (vacation, depending on where you are) and I just fell in love with the pure passion the language is spoken with. Plus I was joking around with words for certain animals and objects and I turned out to be right. But I must say there’s a lot of similarities with French and Spanish, so that’s probably why it came so easy.

Playing with languages, especially unknown languages, is something I tend to do naturally. I make a game out of it. I’m just on the go and guessing words for things and looking them up if I’m right. I find that if you find the fun in learning that the language will stick with you.

You have to maintain the languages in order to keep speaking or writing them. I don’t really do that with Spanish and Polish, I still understand it, but a mild panic attack rises when I have to speak it. But once I’m in either country and comfortable again it becomes easier.

So now I’m turning this one on you, love, because I’m intrigued. 3,5? Is it that you understand 4? And speak only 3? Or are you midst learning? Also what languages? TELL ME ALLLLLLLL

Slavic Remus headcanons

polish, to be exact, as prompted by a friend. kind of a niche thing but it's a guilty pleasure of mine

born in a very small village in the west-pomeranian voivodeship to a polish mother and welsh father

ironically Lyall didn't even speak the language at first. Hope even went and translated her own name when they met. he was head over heals tho so he followed her all the way to eastern europe, they bought a cosy little house and had Remus

Remus grew up mostly just walking around the woods or the fields, picking poppies, climbing trees, typical childhood stuff

he's got a bit of a foreign accent, as expected, and he's Very self conscious about it. he's mostly learned English from reading so often times he doesn't exactly know how to pronounce, it's tough

he mumbles to himself in polish, especially when he tries to remember something. Sirius thinks it's adorable

there's this one specific brand of chocolate (wedel) he loves but its kind of hard to get a hold of unless you find a specific store, it drives him crazy

if he goes to visit his family, he comes back with like a whole Backpack of chocolate bars. and other various snacks

drinks black tea, drives all of his British friends insane with it

has a lot of very passionate opinions about politics (you can't exactly be bi and trans and Not hate the government)

sometimes he has moments of nostalgia when he'll listen to music he used to listen to when he was younger, it helps with being homesick

he really loves reading about slavic folklore and mythology. ask him about it and he'll rant for hours

the thing he misses the most is, of course, food. he keeps telling himself he'll learn how to make all the traditional meals he knows, but he never gets around to it

James and Sirius sometimes (esp during road trips) have this little game when they'll ask about a random word and he'll say it in polish, and then they compare it to english and french. polish is from an entirely different language family so the results are Vastly different

likes to translate idioms directly. just for the fun of it

counts only in polish, to much confusion of everyone involved if he has to do some maths and starts mumbling to himself

doesn't understand many references his friends talk about. the culture is quite different. only rich kids could afford nintendos so he doesn't know any pokemon names, or commonly known music that James and Sirius would listen to when they were young

can speak some russian, but only a few words

excitement whenever a game or TV show has a polish developer or background or even someone speaking his native language

Sirius tries to learn it, btw. he manages a couple lessons but the grammar is a bitch, he manages ten words maybe. he knows how to say hi, that's what's important

Sirius also knows all of Rem's favourite snacks and will sometimes order a bunch in bulk, just so Remus is a little happier

Remus is, frankly, appealed by British cuisine but who isn't tbh

he doesn't write stuff down in english which is a real problem when there's a sticky note about the groceries that Sirius Cannot read

a lot of inside jokes with Lily, a fellow slav

when it comes to him in the canon universe, his wand core is a scale of a strzyga (shed, not taken - which is very important for the Slavs)

༄ daniel padilla, cismale, he/him + the color orange, impressive explosions, fireworks in the night sky, trolley carts ignited into flames, graffiti on stop signs, and quivering palms concealed by a nifty hand-buzzer. – is that george weasley ? their ministry records say that they are twenty-five , a pureblood , and went to hogwarts . currently they are the owner of weasley’s wizard wheezes . whenever i see them saintlike by jakey starts playing in my head. i think this may be because they’re astute & whimsical , but they also happen to be deviant & reticent . (       BIOGRAPHY. | PINTEREST. | PLAYLIST.     )

TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF ALCOHOL & SUBSTANCE ABUSE / ALLUSIONS TO ALCOHOLISM.

basics .

name & origin : george felix weasley ; based on the Greek word georgos; meaning farmer. the word georgos is a combo of two Greek words, ge (γῆ), meaning earth, soil, and ergon (ἔργον), meaning work. && george doesn't apply much of a personal meaning to his name; perhaps molly was following the trend of her late, twin brothers, gideon & fabian, or maybe it'd just been a coincidence. george doesn't know; it's possible he never will, since molly doesn't talk about her brothers that have passed too often. nicknames : forge, fred, georgie, gred, twin #2, & weasel. preferred name : george is fine. age & birthdate : twenty-five ; april first. gender & pronouns : cis male ; he/him. orientation : straight ; heteroflexible ; questioning. ethnicity & nationality : filipino ; english. hometown : ottery st. catchpole, devon, england. current residence : the loft above number ninty-three diagon alley. occupation : owner & operator of weasley’s wizard wheezes. hogwarts house / school graduated from : gryffindor.

miscellaneous .

phobias : he can’t be alone, because when he is, that’s when he gets into more compromising situations. he excessively relies on others to fulfill his own emotional needs (eg. fred, specifically) his codependency to fred ran, and continues to run, so deep that even his level of confidence changes without his brother around. he needs fred around to feel okay with himself. he fears being rejected and abandoned as lone unit; rather than the one collective unit he was with fred. quirks : when disinterested in something, doesn’t put the effort in; rarely expresses his true emotions unless it’s through anger; jokes so much it’s hard to tell when he’s being serious; sometimes doesn’t realize when a joke has gone too far & unintentionally hurts people’s feelings. when his emotions are too much to handle, can act rashly, and do something stupid; he often winds up in trouble since he couldn’t careless what others think. also he’s not great at overly complicated math. fred was better at math, while george is better at reading/writing/words in general. basic addition and subtraction is fine, but once you get to double digits? oof. he uses his fingers to count. hobbies : comforting others & giving advice anonymously, creating his own spells & potion recipes, dueling, inventing things, quidditch beating, quick-wit, speed reading, stand-up comedy; there’s never a dull moment with him; he’s always able to entertain an audience and make people laugh. likes : adventures, biscuits, breaking things, causing chaos & confusion, conjuring up ideas & schemes, creating inventions, discovering new things, explosions, fireworks, flashing lights, freedom, friendly debates, hippos, irony, jokes, laughter, memes, mum’s home-cooked meals, parkour, philosophy, petty arson, punching things, puns, quidditch, quotes, rebellion, rioting, sweaters, & unlimited knowledge. dislikes : being alone, being controlled, boredom, commitment, conformists, copycats, cucumbers, disloyalty, early mornings, feelings that aren’t joy, grapefruits, hypocrites (ironically), instant tea, judgmental people, ordinary living, pocket watches, purists, restrictions, school, sellouts, silence, sitting still, spinach, the government, the rich, the status quo, & unnecessary rules. wand :  10 ¾ inches ; dogwood ; dragon heartstring core. patronus : previously, his was a magpie; along with fred’s. since fred’s death, he struggled to conjure one for many years, but eventually was able to - and it’s now a peacock.  boggart : him, completely and utterly alone. without fred or just without anyone in general? the world may never know. reverse amortentia : burning cedar, broom polish, firewhiskey, freshly baked biscuits, & roasted chestnuts.

history .

➵ the fifth son born to arthur & molly weasley right after his twin brother, fred, george was practically born a prankster & inventor. after graduation, he planned to become a successful entrepreneur. from birth, both him & fred were attached at the hip; getting into all sorts of shenanigans together. not much has really changed regarding that. growing up, they successfully set off a dungbomb during christmas dinner, turned ron’s teddy bear into a spider after he broke fred’s toy broomstick, gave ron an acid pop that burnt a hole in his tongue, and nearly tricked ron into taking an unbreakable vow. ➵ during his first year, him and fred swiped the marauder’s map from filch’s desk; this aided more in their mischief. ➵ george, while not being a hat stall, could definitely have been a fair candidate for slytherin with his ambitious & cunning nature — if only he wasn’t a red-headed, reckless weasley. ➵ this curious boi might have a teeny, tiny case of undiagnosed ADHD. he definitely exhibits all of the symptoms; he’s never gotten officially checked out, though.  ➵ second year, he joined the quidditch team as beater. at one point, ron informed harry that george received ”really good marks” for his first few years. ➵ the summer before his fourth year, he stole arthur’s ford anglia with fred and ron. this was in order to rescue harry from the dursley’s and bring him to the burrow. ➵ the summer after fourth year, george went on a trip with his family to visit bill in egypt. with fred, of course, he tried to push percy into a pyramid. ➵ fifth year, he & fred graciously gifted harry the marauder’s map since they’d already memorized it. ➵ sixth year, he attended the quidditch world cup with his family, harry, & hermione. he and fred gambled on the outcome & won a great deal of money from ludo bagman. however, they were never paid, and harassed bagman all year. fred wanted to inform the ministry; george was against it since that’s considered blackmail. after harry won the triwizard tournament, he gifted fred & george his winnings to make up for their lost bet. they put this money away with the intention to invest it into their future joke shop. this is also the year they began selling their inventions and he took his ordinary wizarding level exams; received 3 OWLs in, what’s assumed, charms, defense against the dark arts, & transfiguration. ➵ seventh year, he spent the summer before school at 12 grimmauld place. after being given harry’s winnings, george had no interest in returning to school, but did anyway. he spent most of the year selling his and fred’s products. he also joined dumbledore’s army; not being a huge fan of umbridge. ➵ later that year, umbridge kicked him, harry, and fred off the quidditch team after george & harry got into a fight with draco malfoy. once the DA was discovered, george decided with fred, that he didn’t care about getting in trouble, and they began an all-out rebellion. they shoved an inquisitorial squad member into a vanishing cabinet, set off an array of fireworks that they made themselves, & created a portable swamp in the corridor. after the vandalism & chaos, george flew away from hogwarts with his brother; encouraging others, and peeves, to follow their example. ➵ after fleeing the castle, george worked with fred to establish a weasley’s wizard wheezes storefront. the summer before the golden trio set off for their sixth year, they had their grand opening. they remained open in diagon alley even while growing tensions of the war ensued. draco malfoy even purchased peruvian instant darkness powder from their shop, which assisted him during the battle of the astronomy tower. in theory, the twins unknowingly helped the death eaters twice, but we don’t have to unpack all that right now. ➵ him & fred lived in a loft above their shop. ➵ sometime after turning of age, george joined the order and assisted them during the battle of the seven potters. he was paired with remus lupin, and sometime during this mission, snape hit him with sectumsepra. he lost his ear and it was unable to be healed due to being cut off with dark magic. ➵ the burrow operated as a new headquarters for the order until they were ambushed by death eaters and they had to flee. ➵ george & fred were frequent guests on lee jordan’s radio show: potterwatch. ➵ george was hit with snape’s sectumsepmra curse and ended up losing his left ear. since it was dark magic, his injury wasn’t able to be repaired. he has permanent hearing loss and a scar where his ear used to be. he’s picked up BSL (british sign language) since the incident.  ➵ he split up from the rest of his family after the death eater ambush, but remained with fred. him & fred were apart of lee jordan’s radio broadcast, potterwatch, so it’s assumed they were with lee in some way. ➵ there was an incident where george, alone, was taken in front of the wizengamot while fred had stepped out for the afternoon. he was brought on charges of aiding and abetting the mass breakout of muggleborn criminals. supposedly, they had items sold at weasley’s wizard wheezes that’d aided in their ultimate escape. ➵ questioned & tortured at the hand of umbridge, they almost sent him off to azkaban… but the department of magical law enforcement requested time to gather more evidence to build a stronger case of george’s involvement. his blood status wasn’t in question, and therefore, he was free to go. ➵ during the battle of hogwarts, george lost his twin brother, fred, in an explosion orchestrated by augustus rookwood. the years that followed were absolutely the hardest thing he’d ever gone through.  ➵ upon fred’s demise, george might have taken up a biiit of a drinking problem. while it hasn’t entirely taken over his life, some would definitely consider him a “functioning alcoholic.”  ➵ depending on a potential charlie mun, after fred’s funeral, george followed charlie to romania in order to “travel” and “find himself” without fred able to stand by his side anymore.  he eventually stole a dragon from charlie and took it across the world. goooo georgie! he returned about a year after fred’s funeral initially took place. ➵ for quite some time, george struggled to conjure a patronus. with all of his “happy memories” linked to fred, the charm became quite difficult for him to perform. of course, george is a determined individual; he continued to try anyways.  ➵ eventually, two years after fred’s passing, george was able to cast a patronus. although, instead of a cheery magpie revealing itself, a peacock took its place. this was significant because, slowly but surely, george was beginning to detach his identity from fred. ➵ george continued to build the business he’d started with his late brother. these days, he fills his time with work; occupying his mind with weasley’s wizard wheezes instead of the void fred’s passing left within him.