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Me and @shadesofvermillionvoid made a silly HC Mario AU because the Direct infected my brain. Uh. Yea :D
(reblogs with tags/comments are appreciated, thankyuuuu)
#hermitcraft#pearlescentmoon#geminitay#skizzleman#impulsesv#zedaphplays#tangotek#renthedog#grian#pearl is luigi n gem is mario.#imp n skizz r peach n daisy respetively#zed is rosa and tango is pauline#ren is bowser#grian is e gadd i promise you it makes sense i swear#germdraws#germ draws#ask to tag#souper sisters#souper sisters au
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hello to all the soupers out there, I'm Roo, not to be mistaken with my own OC/Persona, Roo.
I'm 18, go by He/They, but you can use any pronouns. I play a lot of games, but the one that I'll be posting about (the most anyways) is the Sims 4! I love a lot of other games tho, like Rain world, Project zomboid, Beyond two Souls, Detroit become human, Far cry 5, Minecraft... the list could go on. i've been playing the sims for as long as I can remember, starting with Sims 1, and working up to, now, the Sims 4, Sims 3 will always be my favorite sims game however, no matter how much I play TS4
In TS4, I primarily make sims, occasionally build, play through legacies and share the story of my sims. I love making stories, I'm not that good at writing, but I only make stories to make characters, and to convey character, not to be a masterclass writer.
I'm also a blender user, while not skilled whatsoever in it, I enjoy making simple scenes with as much emotion and atmosphere that I can convey :)
I will frequently update this as my simblr grows and I do more stuff
This section is all dedicated to my beloved OC Roo, and his family, and in general, story. If you follow me, you will get well acquainted with him, and will probably get attached to him.
[ Roo-seum - If you want to get to know Roo, this goes over pretty much every single year of his life, from age 9, to age 28.
[ Roo - Any and every post about Roo.
[ Roo's Family - If you want to get to know Roo's entire family, from his mother, to his sisters, this is where you wanna be.
[ Roo (Other) - Extra characters in Roo's story who don't apply to the above tags, this includes friends, enemies and pretty much anyone who isn't immediate family.
[ For individual characters related to his story:
- Virginia, Reese, Jordynn, Devan, Deliahna, Juniper, Leo^, Hayden^, Rylan^, Sean^^, Evan^^, Josey^^, Noah^^^, Mateo^^^
No Carrot: Immediate Family
^: Directly related, affected his story one way or another, or just a character who means a lot to him
^^: Not directly related, but close to him, like a family member
^^^: Not related to his story at all, and moreso related to/affected a family member
[ Amnesia (Sharkie) 🦈 - Status : Hiatus ]
[ Not So Berry - Status : Hiatus ]
[ Not So Berry RECAP - Catching simblr up in a very scuffed three post long recap of my NSB save (which is, as of writing this, on Gen 2-3) ]
[ Heir Tags:
- Coral (Gen 1^), Cataleya (Gen 2^^), Calico (Gen 3^^^)
^: finished gen
^^: gen in progress
^^^: born, haven't started/finished last gen
[ Individual characters:
- Don (Lothario), Peregrine, Constance, Emmett, Callum, Malcolm (Landgraab), Alexander (Goth), Philly, Lunea, Thalia
[ roossimsoup - Just my Sims ]
[ roosmakeovers - All my townie makeovers! ]
[ Simsbingo - Not finished! 2/5 ]
this section is dedicated to my two OCs, Ithuriel and Nanel and their separate universe.
[ Ithanel - This is for posts of just Ithuriel and Nanel ]
[ IthanelUNI - This is for posts in the Ithuriel and Nanel Universe ]
[ Blender Renders - All of my renders that I've made in blender ]
This is for any other tags I may use (like reblogging)
[ rb - All the posts I've rb'd but clumped up (sometimes I forget to add the tag, but usually I rmbr and edit it in) ]
[ yapping - Posts where I just talk or where I answer something (if I remember to add the tag) ]
[ Unrooleased - This is content that I've made before, but haven't posted, from my stupid art, to sims, to blender renders and whatever else I can find ]
#blog intro#blog navigation#sims 4#simblr#ts4#sims 4 simblr#ts4 simblr#i actually had so much fun making this#look at my boy roo go#so silly#gotta love him#roo
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A Day in the Life of... A Young 17th Century Prince, Through His Own Eyes
William of Orange, the future William III of England as a child, pre-1661 by Cornelis Janssens van Ceulen, National Portrait Gallery London, via Wikimedia Commons.
I've stumbled across a very interesting old article in Dutch which quotes from a handwritten document by William of Orange from a time long before he became King of England:
Mémoire et quoy je pourray à employer les heures du jour.
Le jour de Dimanche est destiné par le service de Dieu après que les deux presches seront achevé le reste du jour je poura employer celon le temps à joué ou faire des visites ou promenades.
Lundi. Ce lever à 6 heures jusqu'es à 7 prie Dieu et sa bible, depuis 7 jusques à 8 au fortifications, puis une demieure pour desjeuner apres 2 pour les estudes puis tour des armes et danscher jusques à leure du diné. Deux heures l'aprediné pour les estudes et le reste jusques au souper pour autre exercisse ou schoses ou promenade.
Les autres jours Conforme au lundi ormi le mardi, jeudi et sammedi qu' aulieude tirer des armes et dancer j'iray au conseil.
Lesapres souper je peus aller chezlarayne les quatres autres demeurer aupres de Mama oujouer avec masseur ou au billiard dans ma schambre.
Translation:
Memorandum and what I could [do] to make use of the hours of the day.
The day of Sunday is destined for the service of God and after the two sermons have concluded I can use according to the weather to play or make visits or take walks.
Monday. Rise at 6 o’clock and until 7 pray to God and his Bible, from 7 to 8 to the fortifications, then a half-hour for breakfasting, afterwards two [hours] for [my] studies, then being trained at arms and dancing [lessons] until dinnertime. Two hours in the afternoon for studies and the rest until supper for other exercises or stuff or promenading.
The other days conform to Monday, except that on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday instead of shooting and dancing, I go to the council.
After supper I can go to the queen [Elizabeth Stuart, Queen of Bohemia, his great-aunt], the four others [i.e. Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Sunday] I stay with Mama or play with my sister or at billiard in my bedroom.
The publication does not give a date (if the original, which apparently was held in an archive in Dessau, Germany pre-WWII and since seems to have been lost is/was dated at all), but the mention of "Mama", Mary Henrietta Stuart, also known by her English title of Princess Royal who died in 1660, indicates that William was not yet 10 years old when he wrote this little essay on his day-to-day-life.
While the perspective of a young prince can hardly give us any information on the experiences of (Dutch) children at that point in time in general, it is fascinating to catch a glimpse of one so young, and so aware of his unique position.
His French contains some adventurous orthography indicating that the young prince wrote as the words sounded to his ear, leading to him frequently stringing several words together as one or adding letter combinations (e.g. the "sch" in "danscher" [danser] or "schambre" [chambre]) that hint at a distinctly Dutch accent in his pronunciation. Some of these features (particularly the "sch") can still be found in documents written in his hand later in life.
His vague mention of sometimes just doing "stuff" in the afternoon reflect the young age of the writer; in a day so closely supervised and planned out, little room was alotted to playtime for the future head of state.
Most poignantly however is the at the first glance unassuming mention of "masseure" [ma sœur, my sister], whose identity in the absence of any biological siblings (his father died a week before he was born) can only be guessed at but bespeaks the relative social isolation William grew up in, as he clearly wished not only for a playfellow of a like age, but someone to connect to, and share his experiences.
The most likely candidate is the young Elisabeth Charlotte von der Pfalz, known as Liselotte or Lisette to her family, who, together with her aunt Sophie von Hannover visited her grandmother, the ex-Queen of Bohemia, in The Hague and was one of the few friends William made (was allowed to make) during his childhood. Even when marriage politics of later years separated them forever, letters reveal that they kept a fond memory of their childhood days together even as adults.
In any case, this litte essay, a staple of primary school exercises until this very day, provides an intriguing glimpse in the life of a child who lived 350 years ago, and throws a more humanising light on a king often characterised merely by his adult exploits.
#william of orange#william iii#17th century#liselotte von der pfalz#elizabeth charlotte#dutch history#british history#history
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June 17, 1809
Couche at 1/2 p. 1. Lev. at 1/2 p. 4. Tro. soupe.¹ Walked out an hour and on my return got breakfast about 6. Had two hours in the library in “Les Monuments Antiques Expliques par la Mythologie,” par Alexandre Lenoir. En forme de Dictionaire avec gravures en forme de dictionaire.² Vol. 1. Paris: 1806. A voluminous work. At 10 Professor Arnt came in and sat an hour. Much distressed at the prospect of affairs in his country (Germany). Agrees that the nobility is rotten and worthless; would have no hereditary nobles. Slept two hours; walked one; took my milk and bread at 3. Read a ridiculous roman fr. “Gaudriole,” conte par³ M.D. Paris: 1806. 168 pages. Laughed half a dozen times at the most puerile and unmeaning nonsense. Called on Madame de Castre; met her going out and walked with her a few minutes. She goes this afternoon to Drottningholm, where I am to see her on Monday P.M. Captain Weidenhjolm called at 6 to escort me to the Helvigs. Raining hard ; we took coach. Met there Baron Helvig, Madame and two souers⁴; Comtesse Posse and Comtesse Hamilton, both very handsome; two gentlemen whose names I did not recollect. Foster came in after tea. Came off at 9 sans adieu.⁵ It was expected that I should stay to supper, but I had resolved not on that sort of invitation. M’e H. est literaire, gai, aimable, peut. 32; 2 enf.; le garcon, who is the younger, perfectly beautiful; sa souer la plus grande, has a very interesting physiog. Toutes deux paint in a very superior style in oil.⁶
1 Too much supper. (Trop de souper, or j’ai trop soupé.)
2 “The Ancient Monuments Explained by Mythology,” by Alexander Lenoir. In dictionary form with engravings. (Burr’s repetition is probably unintentional.)
3 A ridiculous French romance, “Gaudriole,” related by (conte or conté).
4 For soeurs. Sisters. Burr generally misspells this word.
5 Without saying good-by.
6 Madame H. is literary, mirthful, amiable, perhaps 32; two children; the boy, etc.; his sister, the taller, has, etc. Both of them paint, etc.
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1, 11, 21, 27 for the ask game? also hi beloved hope youre having a good week
Do you have freckles?
I DONT its my buggest flaw j feel like my face and nose is sipposed to have freckles bjt i dlnt
What color are your eyes?
like blue green grey ill find a pic some where
How was your day today?
IM SO HAPPY U SEMT THIS ive been wanting to tell someone abmy day
ok so i had a dentist app so i woke ip souper early (8 :() and it took loke an hour and on the way home i got a coffee from dunkin but it was way too sweet and also too big but i stoll fonished it but most of it at kight snd then slso we stopped ag the bougie boutique roch people store to het a presrnt for my sister (crow u wuld love ot there so many pretty thi gs)amd then i Fianly went home ots loke 10:30 now amd i play somr animal jam and put on my Day Pyjamas and then i went to BOYFTIRND!!!! AT 11:30!!!! amd we had brucnh with his mom and sister and other sister and sister friend and jt was really mice his family is lovely hes always like my sisters r so weord but i reall like them and then we went and cuddled for like 5 hoirs straight im mot even kiddin g his bed is so comfy snd at soem point we tried to watxj oceans elevm bc hes never seen it (FREAK) but we got lik e 20mkns in and were borh falling alsleep so we decide to take a nap and i hadnt felt thag loved smd safe smd cozy in s while i love him alot BUT THEN MY ALARM WENT OFF bc i set an alarm bc last time we dwll asleep my mlm sjowed up andwas upset thag she had to wait dor me amd so the alsrm went off and it was 4:30 ( km smart and set it for half hoir before leave) and santi was like sand we gotta get foing amf i was like no and so we cuddled for half am hour more snd i love him so mich oh and then i weny home snd its -8 F rnand snow so thata cool i guess if u like snow but it means no drive for couple days which means no biygriend (evil) and um i went home and watched chrismas vacation (best movie) and had dinner and plaued ankmal jam. over all bdry good day lots of cuddled
see prev post for twenty seven
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2nd December Photograph quiz
Well, we can’t come out of the original front door of this public house and lots of things have changed. Regular fights and punch ups occurred and there was a regular run in with the local farmer who used to get his muck spreader out and redecorate the exterior and customers cars, as his farm bordered the car park. The old farm house was where the embryonic Sutton Valence Temperance Society met and usually after a session at the Swan followed by one Dick Perrin, the landlord, furnishing the farmer with a decent bottle of Grouse. Nobody knew just what had occurred because everyone was usually too plastered to remember.
So we come out of the boozer and continue our ramble along pass the service station with what was once a little industrial estate down
the side and round the back, I think that planning was obtained and a little estate of houses was built there, of course it was originally owned by a co-director of a company of which I was the Company Secretary. almost immediately opposite were a row of terraced cottages once owned by a certain Dan Mackleden. He who went to America and came back with some wonderful marketing ideas and branded his Bramley Apples, "Dan's Souper Doupers" marketed in a wooden non returnable 30lb box with the cover printed by a local stationary company. One of our irregular members used to live in those cottages but never visited that local pub, or so she said but one of our puddle jumper drivers had his nose broken in there one Saturday evening. Just along the road a bit further there's a raised layby with another row of houses and a farm entrance into a decent cherry orchard or two and we tried our hardest to get involved as this grower had planted new Canadian varieties, like Sunburst or Sunset on Colt 45 rootstock and these were making over £10 per 10lb tray, A £1 a pound wholesale, so lots of commission and I can't remember the grower's name. Perhaps it was Fermor, who nose. We're heading down the road and pass what was a dance theatre before it burnt down but was once a decent farmyard complete with cold stores and access at the top of an awful hill for large lorries. We tried to purchase his twice but were beaten off, as this would've been and excellent depot for our puddle jumpers and there was a decent house onto the adjoining lane with a connecting footpath. The daughter living in the house became a well known film star and at the next crossroads on the left sits another house rented by another film star of old and a few of us regulars at the Sutton Valence Swan one Saturday night were invited to a party there. Once again, nobody still alive can remember anything. Oh dear. The crossroads are famous throughout the area and the farmer previously stated also ran the farmland in the south east corner and immediately opposite, in a row of cottages lived Jacko Jackson, the East Sutton opening fast bowler. Next door to these cottages is a new hospice, where those suffering from an outbreak of MRSA were transferred from the Boxley Unit to recuperate before returning. This was overlooking an excellent cricket ground complete with pavilion. On the other side of the road was the local village sports ground where cricket and hockey were played
I played there once for the Swan team and the whole eleven had one particular attribute, plus the demon farmer bowler mentioned before had a windmill type of action and nobody, even he, never knew just which arm he would bowl from. Very confusing for everyone
His sister stated in a recent post in the “Maidstone, I remember it well “ that he was threatening to retire soon. Crikey, no more the raconteur taking centre stage in the Raglan or Lashing’s kit man. There’s a footpath to the north of the sports field which circumnavigates the excellent public school where my eldest two won scholarships but ended up at the cheaper option, the grammar school. So we’ve by passed three public houses and an hotel. The first on the main road is now under new management and the hotel has been run by the same sporting family for ever or so it seems and then to the village post office opposite s little chapel that did an excellent Christmas Eve service
Then straight over Boyton Crossroads where we meet up with that aforementioned footpath that Barry Walker is so familiar with and via Bob Skinners farm pass Court Brooms and take a left to pass the naughty girls home again and we’ll end up where the hall with the odd door handles were
Happy daze
15 related questions
1)farm next door 2) farmer's name 3) local area name 4)service station name 5)industrial estate name 6)irregular attendee 7) pub name 8)hotel name 9) pub name 10)pub name 11) chapel name 12)Bob Skinner's Farm 13)Court Brooms ? 14)local naughty girl;s home 15)local pub name complete with hall Perhaps for a tie break one could ask just who the original farmer's sister was and what was her father's profession and just what she has to do with Three French Hens
After all it is Christmas
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(HEY HI HELLO YEAH GIRLIES IM SO SORRY I JUST SAID GIRLIES WELCUM 2 LATE NIGHT TALKS AT 11 PM WITH CAM BECAUSE THIS IS NOW A THING PLEASE FEEL FREE TO TREAT IT LILE A SLEEPOVER THIS IS NOW A SAFE PLACE TO HAVE WHAT I LIKE TO CALL A MENTAL SPIRAL SO I MIGHT NAME THIS SERIES THE SPIRAL SLEEPOVER WITH MS. CAMCAM OK YEAH LET'S START. )
The Spiral Sleepover with Cam, part one
THIS INVOLVES LOTS OF TYPOS AND A BUNCH OF UPPERCASE WORDS SO HERE WE GO, WELCOME TO ME POURING MY HEART OUT 2 THE INTERNET FUCKY DUCKY OK LET' START WITH THE OBJECT TECHNICALLY PERSON OF MY INTEREST LET'S NAME HIM KANNON BECAUSE WHY NOT SO KANNON AND I BARELY TALK WE LIKE TALK EVERYTIME WE HAVE SUM STUDENT COUNCIL ACTIVITIES AND THEN WE'RE THE BEST OF FRINDS. RIGHT? RIGHT. AND SO ALL OF A SUDDEN, OUT OF THE BLUE HE STARTS SAYING HI AND SMILING @ ME IN THE FUCKING HALLWAYS AND IM LIKE SHEEEE DAWG UR SMILE IS MIGHTY FOINE IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF PLIS STAWP LOOKING @ ME LIKE TAHT YOU MAKE ME HURT INSUDE AND MAKE ME GO HOME AND RETHINK IF ITS OK TO BE SINGLE IN WHCIH IT TOTALLY IS AND IM JUST BEING SOUPER FUCKIN LONELY. ANYWAYS YEAH HE ALSO REMEMBERA SOUPER MINISCULE THINGS ABT ME THAT I PROB FORGOT YET HE FORGETS TO TEXT ME IM OK IM OK BUT WHAT THE FAWK I'D LIKE TO VERY VERY VERY INDIRECTLY SHOOT MY SHOT BCS THIS BITCHASS PLAYS CHESS TOO AND IS LIKE MEGA SMARTY PANTS IN WHICH HEY IG I AM TOO BUT ITS NICE TO SEE A BITCH WHO'S ALSO A BURNT OUT GIFTED STUDENT. HE ALSO HAS TONS OF SISTERS FOR SUM REASON WHICH IS LIKE A TOTAL GREEN FLAG IN mY BOOK AND HE'S ALWAYS LIKE LADIES FIRST LIKE NOT EVEN JOKNGLY LIKE I TRY MY HEARDESTBLIKE MY VERBVERY HARDEST TO MAKE HIM GO FIRST BUT HE'S LIKE OMFG CAMILLA GO FIRSR ALR AND WE WERE WALKING 2 COLLEGE ALGEBRA AND I WAS WALKING W HIM AND HE SLAPPED MY HAND SO HE COULD OPEN THE DAMN DOOR AND NOW I THINK I'LL JUST SOB. HE HAS FRECKLES. UGHHHHHH FUCK KANNON. ALSO FOR SUM FUCKIN REASON I'VE GOTTEN BACK INTO LORE OLYMPUS BCS I ONLY GET INTO THINGS SOMETIMES BCS I THINK SOMEONE'S HOT. LIKE THE INLY RESON I WATCHED TWILIGHT WAS BCS ROBERT PATTINSON WAS IN IT AND I WAS LIKE SHEE MF U A TOGAL HOTTIE. SO LIKE SAME CONCEPT VUT I ALWAYS THOUGHT HADES FROM LORE OLYMPUS WAS THE HOTTEST BITCH AND HE STILL IS BUT MAYBE I JUST HAVE DADDY ISSUES AND HE'S SOUPER DAMN HOT LIKE BRO IF U WERE REAL, IF HE IS REAL HMU LIKE PICK UP THE PHONE N DRAG ME TO THE OITS OF HELL W YOU LIKE HOME SKILLET LEMME B UR EVERYTHING. BUT NO I DO THINK PERSEPHONE AND HIM R THE CUTEST THO.
Anyways, that was really long and no one's prob going to read it, but if you do..plis feel free to dump your recent emotions into my ask box because I will give you some of the best advice I mught ever give. Also, if you have indirect flirting tips, let me know. Thank you ans happy Cam Cam Sleepover slash Spiral night. :)
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Read Book The Soup Sisters Cookbook: 100 Simple Recipes to Warm Hearts . . . One Bowl at a Time -- Sharon Hapton
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100 recipes arranged by season, The Soup Sisters Cookbook gives you heartwarming soups to prepare and share throughout the year. The Soup Sisters Cookbook showcases scrumptious recipes from the "souper volunteers" of the Soup Sisters and recipes from many of Canada's top celebrity chefs--including Michael Stadtlander, Bonnie Stern, Lucy Waverman, Massimo Capra, Anna Olson, Michael Bonacini and Elizabeth Baird. With 100 recipes arranged by season, The Soup Sisters Cookbook is certain to appeal to soup-lovers everywhere! Soup Sisters are a Calgary-based non-profit enterprise founded in 2009. They are dedicated to making a tangible difference to the lives of women and children in need. Soup Sisters believe in the power of soup and the nutrition, comfort and warmth that the gift of soup can bring. This belief has resonated quickly and profoundly with communities across Canada, who come together through their local Soup Sisters events to cook, share and donate soup, to women's shelters in
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HI NEW FRIEND! Have some gay Chinese sword boys, which I don't know if it is relevant to your interest as you are a new friend, but hopefully it can pass as my thanks for your interest in my fic!
"Besides, I didn't just intervene because Wei-gongzi asked," he said smiling as he stepped back, giving Jiang Wanyin space.
"Then what other reason do you have?" he asked suspiciously.
"I've heard a great many things about your sister," Lan Xichen said, ignoring the flash of protective anger in Jiang Wanyin's eyes. "If even half of them are true, then Jin-gongzi may have deserved the black eye."
Because honestly, if you’re going to insult someone who’s superpower is making soup, even Lans will get a bit cheeky.
Send me a 🌹 and I will give you a sentence (or more) from my current WIP!
#Mo dao zu shi#Time Traveled and Traumatized#Mem's fic#mdzs#Souper Sister is not to be looked down upon#Fighting is prohibited in the cloud recesses#but Lan Xichen is quite willing to look the other way when it comes to protecting siblings#His own little brother is Very Cute and he won't hear of anyone saying otherwise#XD
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P.O.V Louis | Jardins du Château de Meudon, 17 Fructidor An 229
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A few hours after his sister Hortense leaves, Louis spends the afternoon with his colleague Laura from the Ecole Polytechnique. At the end of the day, they share a tennis match with a very close score. Louis invites Laura for dinner.
French translation below
Quelques heures après le départ de sa soeur Hortense, Louis passe l'après-midi avec sa collègue de l'Ecole Polytechnique Laura. En fin de journée, ils partagent un match de tennis au score très serré. Louis invite Laura pour le souper.
#ts4#simparte#gen 1#royal simblr#sims 4 royal#sims 4 fr#sim : Louis#sim : Laura#pov louis#polytechnique#meudon#ts4 storytelling
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More silly crack AU. Uhm. Yea did you think this was gonna be a normal au? No I had to drag the RPGs into this. So we get Pearl in the Mr L fit, Impulse possessed by this AU's Shadow Queen. Uhm. Shadow Gem, who technically isn't a messed up Gem but it...it's still technically an evil Gem, even if it isn't actually Gem. And a Shroobified Ren. I was gonna do a Fury Ren but didn't have the energy to do that.
(reblogs with tags/comments are appreciated. Thankyu)
#hermitcraft#hermitblr#pearlescentmoon#impulsesv#geminitay#rendog#hc smb au#i need a tag for this crack au#....can i call it the souper sisters au. bc soup crew#souper sisters#thats it name now#anyways guess who shadow gem rlly is. go on guess#tw mind contrl#tw possession#tw glowing eyes#ask to tag#germdraws#germ draws
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Headcanons for the Souper Boris antagonists go!
--Miss Twisted--
She's a slightly higher tier demoness than an Imp (thus higher in the hierarchy than Bendy) but only just barely gets more recognition than one as an emissary of evil. The heist scene is her attempt to get in the good graces of Papa Pluto, although thus far her attempts have been foiled multiple times by either interlopers or pure bad luck.
Her unique demon ability is to stretch her whole body, but she prefers to only do that with her arms. She will on occasion stretch her legs a bit to go on certain amusement park rides tho.
The defacto leader of the Society for the Shellacking of Souper Boris (the name remains the same even after Boris hangs his cape because they had it trademarked). Despite not being that much smarter than Cameraman or stronger than the Brute, both listen to her without question and are quite loyal to her. She definitely likes being in charge.
An old pal of Bendy's. Sometimes they meet up to cause a bit of mischief, but doesn't stick around because she doesn't like Boris much... She's not sure why.
Charley's mortal enemy once the SSSB and the Butcher Gang start crossing paths and butting heads. Their rivalry tends to get a little out of hand.
Her favourite radio dramas are the sappiest most oversaturated romance garbage you've ever heard. Don't criticize her on it though, she won't take it kindly.
Loves to give people nicknames. Has gotten away with calling Cameraman and Brute "Cammy" and "Bubu" because they like her as the annoying sister they never had.
She's weak for pretty girls, and has a massive crush on a certain angel. Quite a gal indeed!
--Brute--
Was born into a dirt poor family as the largest pup in a litter of 10 little hungry wolves. His family life was pretty rough and he learned very early on to fight for scraps.
A lot of people considered him a big dumb brute even as a kid, so at some point in his life he stopped trying to prove them wrong. He quickly realized that acting the part made people who bothered him finally leave him alone.
English isn't his first language.
He's got a very slow reaction time so it's very easy to fool him, which honestly upsets him.
He has nothing but respect for Miss Twisted and Cameraman. They're among the tiny percentage of people who've ever given him a chance to prove himself. He's a very loyal friend.
--Cameraman--
Whereas most toon babies were delivered by storks, Cameraman was a lost UPS package. He was luckily found and adopted by a lovely couple of Lamp toons as if he were their own.
He was taught discipline early on in his youth due to his tantrums being a legitimate issue. While it's normal for most young children to throw a fit when they want something their way, most don't have the power to shoot lasers out of their eyes...
Cameraman's head is a hybrid between a press camera and a commercial camera. As such he had no place in the photo journalism industry due to lacking "pedigree" (most considered him an amateur photographer rather than a professional, which was a painful jab at his pride) despite being born to fulfil that role. He instead tried to make it big in the film industry but was shunned due to not being the "right type" of camera. This has left him holding a grudge against the film industry in general, as he feels like he was never even allowed to prove himself.
Despite being bitter Cameraman still loves photography, as well going to the theaters to catch the next biggest title. If he doesn't like what he sees though... Well... No amount of gracious poise his parents have taught him as ever helped him reign in the desire to fry things with his laser sight.
He considers himself a film critic, and if there's anything that annoys him more than commercial brakes it's needless sequels that ruin the plot of a movie.
His eyesight is perfect, but his field of view is absolutely terrible. He especially hates it when people are in his peripherals or blindspots because he doesn't trust them to not take advantage.
His flash can come off but he'll become disoriented and then sick if it stays off too long. He only removes it to oil certain spots of his outer casing. On that note his head is breakable and fixing it requires visiting a very specialized doctor.
He's the SSSB's certified tossable teammate. He's got some impressive shots of the city from just being thrown around like a cannon ball.
He sometimes listens to Miss Twisted's radio dramas and he thinks they're absolute refuse, but has way too much fun predicting the plot.
Cameraman hates cute nicknames. Either call him Cameraman or shut up. The only two exceptions are Miss Twisted and the Brute, but only because he's quite fond of them.
#bendy and the ink machine#batim#bendy crack up comics#society for the shellacking of souper boris#miss twisted#the brute#cameraman#headcanons
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I have compiled some of my writing journey over the years! Let's just say that getting where I'm at today took a lot of work. And a lot of spelling mistakes (which I will not be correcting from baby's works)
2009 - 2014
(Under cut because it gets long)
2009 - 8 years old
The first written story I could find, dates back to end of October of 2009. Yeah, so... Is this enough proof that I'm dyslexic? V v cute, but the letter inversions are a little extreme
[ Tuesday Oct. 20th 2009
Lucky and Alyssa
Once a upon time there were a little cat named Alyssa and a dog named Lucky. Alyssa love milk, Lucky too, but he like't more water. One day there were no thing to drink. So Lucky said to Alyssa, "Let's go find water." Alyssa said: "Well I don't relly like water, but I could for once." They went outside to go find water. They look't all arond the house. They all so look't all arond other houses. After They arived to the Parc. Alyssa said: "Let's torn." Lucky said, "No let's continue." So They continue. All the kids sotp't. Alyssa said, "Why are they saring at us." Lucky said, "I don't no." They ran home. After they had their drink.
The End ]
The last one I found from 2009, a story about a (genderfluid or just spelling mistake?) panda. Let's just say that I had no notion of time at that age, apparently. Also I showed this one to my mom and all she had to say after laughing was "I really love the spelling mistakes"
[ Thursday, November 26th 2009
Once upon a time there was a panda. She did not live in China, he lve in a zoo. She had lots and lots of friends. But one day there were no body. She didn't no that it was her birthday. She waited 5 seconses. They all jumped out of there hiding spots and said, "Soprise Emma!" and singed Happy birthday. She was so happy. The play tag. After the zoo keeper made a bamboo cake. They saw a monkey. He landed right on the zoo keeper's head. They laught.
The End! ]
2010 - 9 years old
This marks the beginning of the Momo and Light saga (which I used all the way until the end of high school; my final project was five Momo and Light stories, illustrated and written by yours truly). It also marks the first story with an illustration!
*Momo and Light, as well as Marie and Nanouk were all my pets at the time. Except Light who is still happily living her best life with my sister, they have all since passed, so it was nice seeing my childish self so adoring of them
[ Tuesday January 19th 2010
Momo and Light it's Christmas
Once up on a time there was a cat named Light and a dog named Momo. It was Christmas. So Momo said; "I'm going to put my elf costume." Light said; "I'm puting my reindeer costume." So they put there costumes on. After they played in there room for 1 hour. They played Wii, computer and with there Build-a-bears. At 1 o'clock, Emma, there master, called them for lunch. Light was so excited she scrimed; "I'm so excited to eat samon." Momo said: "I'm eating some chicken stick's." At souper time, Emma and her parents, went to the restorant. So after they left, Momo and Light went to there best friend Marie and Nanouk. They played with there Build-a-bear. They allso played wii, computer and other stoff. After 6 o'clock, They went home.
The End ]
This is the last Momo and Light of the school year, thought it would be fun to contrast them. I still don't know why my self-insert was called Emma, but oh well. Also I really like apostrophes it seems??? But I learned about paragraphs so!!! Improvement!!! Also the way I gave my mom firetruck red hair is so cute and so accurate for that time, I had completely forgotten about that
[Tuesday June 15th 2010
Momo, Light and Toby at the water park
Once upon a time there was a cat named Light, a dog named Momo and another dog named Toby. Today, it's a beautiful for the pool. Everyone want's to go out. Just that Emma's and Bella's mother said no beacause she want's them to pickup there mess, after she'll think about it. So they pickup all there mess and asked:
-Can we go to the pool? Please.
There mother said yes,. They went to see at the pool. The pool was full. So they went at the water park, They had just enough place. So on the watter slids. Light was scared of the big ones. So she went on the small ones. After a few hour they came for lunch. There mother said: "We have 2 more hour after going home ok!"
They play for 2 hour and went home. What a wonderful they had!
The End ]
2013 - 12 years old
I can't find anything between 2010 and 2013, probably just more school work and I had just switched school, so I was stressed and didn't write. Also, it was probably in French, so.... But I started writing again in English at 12! Entering the Pokemon phase! (also since these are typed, no transcript)
Emma never left me, she was my beloved first OC ever after all. And let's just say that she... changed a lot over the years. But here she's still the perfect 9 year old of the Pokemon world because she's special. This was the introduction to what was to be a whole ass novel/series following her journey. If I remember correctly, she was to travel Kanto with her three best friends, lose to her brother Gary in the semi-finals, and decide to pursue a career in the research world (all while being 9-10. Real ambitious if you ask me)
This is also the only thing I could find of 2013 so.... yeah.
2014 - 13 years old
We enter the danger zone: the Percy zone. My obsession until... last year. The next 6 years of writing will be mostly devoted to Ellie x Percy content, I can't believe I'm putting this on the internet. Kid me would murder me............ Welp no time like the present to embarrass myself! We're also going back to pen and paper!
I also don't think I'm going to survive 2014 it's so cringe..... I can't transcript this one. It's even worse than cursed Langa content......... Just take this and never talk to me about it (you're allowed to laugh, I encourage it even. But I just.... oh Gods.) I also hate that it's in the first person.........
I straight up don't even remember the context of this but I think it was supposed to be some fantasy/princess story??? With time travel and shit??? I don't know.
I also don't know what the fuck this was supposed to be and I don't want to know. I just know it was going to be fucking long and I'd daydream about it before bed. And it's the least cringy one of 2014 so.... take that as you will.
#Baby Lils' work is adorable#teenage lils work is.... not so cute#it's cringe#It really is I can't stress that enough#lils writing journey#hush lils
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MANU - JOUR 2 - ONTARIO - DEUX SŒURS RENDENT VISITE AUX TWO SISTERS
Encore une nuit incomplète, je me suis réveillée trop souvent, encore sur le « beat » de la job ! Je vais finir par oublier toutes ces frustrations …
Un, deux ou trois cafés, quelques pains grillés bien beurrés qui font notre bonheur ! Aujourd’hui, direction Niagara on the Lake pour une dégustation de vins aux TWO SISTERS. Après un petit bout sur l’autoroute, nous nous retrouvons finalement dans des routes avec les arbres qui sont toujours verts et bien joufflus. L’automne n’est pas totalement arrivé. Des vignobles, des pommiers, des poiriers, c’est de toute beauté.
Un arrêt lunch s’impose avant la prise de vin … Le Budapest Bakeshop est le choix tout indiqué (c’était supposé être la destination de 2020). Damn ! Les sandwichs dans un pain rond grillé au fromage, du genre croûte à pizza sont vraiment exceptionnels.
Arrivées au vignoble, une longue rue qui donne vue sur un bâtiment majestueux. La grande classe quoi ! Notre sommelier est bien gentil avec son couvre-visage couvert de bouchons de liège. Quatre « fonds » de coupes de vins qui vont nous apporter quelques petits moments de bonheur. Je les sens, le nez bien entré dans la coupe, sans trop comprendre ce que je recherche. Ce qui m’importe c’est plutôt ce que ça goûte.
Le vin de glace est débilement bon! On prend notre temps, on déguste, on rigole et une série de selfies s’impose. Nous tentons de développer les techniques de « déplissage » de rides de cou ou le "cachage" du double menton. La technique développée consiste à tirer, discrètement, ton cou vers l’arrière sauf qu’il y a seulement un côté qui sera déplissé. Et quand tu essaies de le faire sur les deux côtés avec les deux mains, c’est étrange. Bref, cette technique reste encore à être développée !
Une petite visite du vignoble, des rangées et des rangées de raisins. Let’s go Turcotte une photo avec Lafontaine sur le bord de la fontaine !
On reprend la route, la séance de bitchage des cheveux est en cours car, il faut chaud et humide ! Les séances de photos sont de moins en moins longues car les cheveux ne collaborent pas pantoute !
Arrêt dans un LCBO et à l’épicerie pour le souper ! Réparation de la TV avec l’aide d’un technicien de Montréal !
Le party est pogné dehors, j’espère trouver le sommeil … la batterie est complètement déchargée après plusieurs courtes nuits! Demain, circuit d’exploration rurale jusqu’à Élora!
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12? if possible, with alex as the one panicking? thank you so so much!!
12. “I feel sick…so anxious and sick and like my heart is trying to beat its way out of my chest.”
There’s nothing to worry about. Logically, it should be fine. He knows that. June’s doing something good, and she is happy to do it. There are practically no long-term side effects of donating bone marrow; she’ll just be sore for a little while. He knows that, too. But somehow, Alex can’t seem to stop worrying about her. Amy’s with her, so there’s nothing to worry about. But she’s in DC to be near their parents, and Alex can’t get there until after his classes, and he can’t seem to do anything but worry. His leg bouncing is probably annoying the person next to him in lecture, but they’re not going to snap at the president’s son, and he’s too nervous to care. His sister is going into surgery; surely they understand.
After lecture, it’s an agonizing drive to the airport. On the way, Amy texts to let him know June’s going into the operating room, a picture of her smiling and offering the camera two thumbs up attached.Alex sends it on to the “Souper 666″ group chat, and Nora and Pez both respond that she’s doing well and is excited for the procedure. Pez changes the name of the group to “June is a SUPERHERO”, and Alex corrects it to “June is a SOUPERHERO”. Not even the pun mocking Henry’s typo calms his nerves.
Henry’s waiting with the plane, and he takes one look at Alex before he pulls him into a hug. Alex is too worried to even acknowledge it. June should be out of surgery soon after they get there, if it all goes well. That feels like a massive, massive if.
Even on the plane, even with Henry there, he can’t sit still. they’re somewhere over Virginia, still lifetimes away from DC and June, when the buzzing worry in his head is interrupted by Henry’s voice. “Alex, please. Talk to me. I want to help you, but I don’t know what you need. Do you want to talk about it? Or I could distract you with a book or something, or you could tell me about class today?”
He sounds worried, too, and it takes Alex a second to process that Henry’s worried about him. He feels a bit of guilt worm its way into his fear.
“I just... I don’t know what I want, or need, other than... I need her to be okay, but I can’t do anything to help that happen, and we’re just stuck in this tiny plane, and I feel sick…so anxious and sick and like my heart is trying to beat its way out of my chest, but that doesn’t help anyone, and it will just make everyone worry about me when really June is the one who something bad might happen to; people get seriously hurt with general anesthesia all the time; Raf’s dad paralyzed a lung going under like this. I... I’ve looked at cases for school where people were hurt even worse to determine if they could sue. I... I’m so scared, but I know being scared is pointless, but--” Henry’s wrapped him in a hug, and Alex stops talking to let himself cry instead. Henry rubs his back gently.
“It’s okay. She’s going to be fine, and I’m sorry we couldn’t be there earlier, but we both know she didn’t want you to miss class. She’s going to be okay, Alex. I can’t promise that, but I know it. She’s going to be just fine.”
“But what if she’s not? What if something bad happens?”
“Then you and your family will rally around her, and the rest of us will, too, and you’ll probably pass a law making sure whatever happens never happens to anyone else ever again. But you don’t have to worry about that, because she’ll be fine. She’s going to be okay, and so are you. Nothing bad is going to happen.”
“But how do you know?”
“Haven’t you read the fairy tales? I’m a prince. Things work out for us,” Henry says, moving a hand from Alex’s back to wipe a tear off his cheek. Alex sniffles, but he laughs a bit, too. “We’re going to be okay. Princes and their partners always life happily ever after, remember?” Henry asks softly, and Alex nods, laughing a little more. Henry guides him to their seats, pulling him close and running careful fingers through his hair.
“I... I guess I’m just... I don’t know what I’d do without her.” Alex says softly. “I love her so much, and she... she’s always just there for me. I don’t have to ask, or... or even know that something’s wrong, sometimes. Sometimes she knows I’m having a problem before I do, and she helps me fix it before it even becomes something I would have noticed. It’s... it’s scary, to think that something might happen to her and there wouldn’t be anything I could do.” People like June should be safe from bad things happening to them.
“I know. But she’ll be alright. It’s a minor procedure, and people do it all the time, and it’s going to help someone else. Then, we both know she’s going to write about it, and a thousand other people around the country are going to sign up for something that helps save lives.”
“I know. She’s so good. She’s a superhero,” Alex says. As much as he hates it, his eyes are starting to drift closed on their own. Henry’s hand is still in his hair, and being as worried as he was all day was more exhausting than he’d realized.
“So are you.”
“The prince and the super hero. You should write that; you’d be good at it. It could be a comic book for kids who don’t like big books.”
“I’ll keep it in mind,” Henry says. He’s still playing with Alex’s hair as they lapse into a comfortable quiet. The next thing Alex knows, Henry is shaking his shoulder gently.
“We’re about to land, Mr. Super Hero. Time to go see your sister.”
“Is she out?” Alex asks, pushing himself up off Henry’s lap so he can rub his eyes and push his hair down flat.
“Not yet, but it shouldn’t be long now. And from what we’ve been hearing, everything is going well.”
Alex nods. They land, and Henry leads the way to the waiting car, trusting that their overnight bags will get to the White House without them. On their way to the hospital, they get a text that June is out of surgery and everything went well, so they find her in a recovery room, just starting to wake up. She’s doing absolutely fine. A few hours later, June is feeling great, and they’re all sent home with instructions for her to take it easy for the next week or so and a bottle of pills in case she gets any hip or back pain.
That night, they go to bed in bedrooms across the hall from each other, just like they did every night back in Travis County. Around midnight, when Alex gets up for water and sees her door open, he can’t resist peek into her room. She’s asleep with Nora and Pez on either side, bracketing her as if to keep her safe from anything that might want to hurt her. Alex just smiles and pulls the door closed before he goes back to Henry, knowing that they’re all in good hands.
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Movie Ask:La Belle La Bete
1. Favourite Scene?
The Living Wall Candelabra’s First Apearance is Simply Iconic.
2. Least Favourite Scene?
Any time Belle’s bratty sisters apear.
3. How Many Times Have i Seen It?
Twice.
4. Favourite Actor In the Movie?
JEAN FUCKING MARAIS PLAYED THE VILLAIN AVENANT, THE BEAST AND THE PRINCE. WHAT ELSE WOULD HE NEED MORE TO BE CONSIDERED THE BEST?
5. Least Favourite Actor in Movie?
None. All make their roles well.
6. Do I Own the DVD?
No. Downloaded via Torrent.
7. Favorite Song in the Movie?
Le Souper (The Dinner).
8. Ever Met Any of the Actors?
I’ve never have been on France, and they probably are already dead since years, so obviously no.
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