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#Summer in Other Languages
turtleblogatlast · 3 months
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Love the thought of Leo just casually being well traveled to absurd degrees. Like one day they’re facing their new Big Bad of the year and like, Draxum or whoever says that the key to their fight is located somewhere in, like, Latvia or some place, but no one knows where to start.
Then Leo’s like “oh I know a place” and when asked how the heck he could know of one it smash cuts to Leo falling through the ceiling of said place due to a portal mishap.
Also love the idea of Leo, being as accidentally (and then later, purposefully) well traveled as he is, sometimes taking his family on outings to different places all over, maybe to some new Yokai spots he found along the way.
In these places, Leo 100% lets his bros get scammed by tourist traps.
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blended-ice · 11 months
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A fun little sketch. Open wide!
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drawballa · 1 year
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I think our surfer boy is falling for his fishy friend ... <3
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viric-dreams · 2 months
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Tamaas (eventually Tamara)
Addressed as: Madam* (she/her)
Age: 23
Height: 5’4”
Occupation:
Main Skills: Shadowy, Watchful
Prominent Quirks: Melancholy
Closest to: The Urchins
*it's a form of address that feels strange compared to its Varchaasi equivalent, but she no longer has any claim to that title.
Backstory below the cut:
She never questioned her life, much like she never questioned her love for Mihir and her native Varchas. One rarely has to when all is well and life is easy.
She doesn’t understand why her brother did not share this contentedness. Fraternal twins, they were ever-close, sharing everything, but his interest in the Jewel-Turbaned Youth and his fanciful club was something that she simply could not get her mind around. The rest of the family paid it no mind—they’re harmless anyway. Let him have his fun.
She doesn’t know what it was that stopped her from retiring to bed that one fateful evening, a nagging in the back of her head that something was off. When she stepped back out into the yellow evening lamplight, a familiar shape slipping down the streets confirmed her intuition. Her brother made it as far as the Mirrored Gate before she clamped her hand around his wrist. Was he mirror-mad? What could he possibly be thinking? Who would want to leave the light, and to set sail on a steamer with a Tamaas captain he’d only met that morning? She’d argued with him, begging him to see sense, until they were both shouting. Deep in their quarrel, she’d barely noticed the shape in the mirror pressed up against his back until it was too late. It struck and he screamed, jerking to the side. Hand still latched around his arm, she slipped in turn, down the slope beyond the gate and both of their lives ended in an instant.
She’d later piece together what had happened from The Sympathetic Captain, most of her memories a blur, and Mihir knows, she’d had enough time on that ship to play her retelling back in her head in endless combinations. Before her brother had even met the ground, before his head had hit stone and his heart had stopped beating, he was Tamaas. As was she, not a fraction of a second later. The Captain had heard the commotion and was not far from the bottom of the cliff. She had insisted that the Captain take them both, that no one in the city would help them anymore. She had to get him to the next port where he could recover.
How his body had disappeared a day later, on a ship miles from the coast, was not one the Captain could answer, no matter how much she raged, how many objects in the cabin she smashed in her fugue. The Captain could only offer a sympathetic ear and a cup of tea.
When the ship finally docked in London she disappeared into the darkness, too ashamed of her grief to say goodbye. Her life was over, but somehow she would have to keep living, Tamaas or otherwise.
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meichenxi · 10 months
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life update!!
hello my friends!
as ever, not active - life happened! I probably will continue not being active, so let's count this blog as on semi-hiatus. BUT. I have big news!
I am!!!! going to china!!!! in august!!! for ten months!!! to work as a volunteer interpreter in a martial arts academy!!!! in a buddhist temple!!!!
I get to train with the foreign students 8+ hours a day, and translate when needed!!!!
ok that's the announcement, love and peace <3
I will be getting up at stupid o'clock (5:45am), eating in silence, wearing uniform / robes at all times, teach a beginners' chinese class, and also. crucially. do really HUGE amounts of Kung Fu!!!!
on a serious note, I have been trying SO hard for SO long during and after covid to get back to china. but now I actually HAVE THE VISA, as of today, the ticket is booked, all - praise be - will be well. I am so afraid to jinx it further, and so very happy :)
I would never have thought when I started this blog back in 2020 that I'd be able to use what I've learnt, all the 'useless' martial arts knowledge from copious amounts of trash wuxia, in an actually useful context. more long term, I also get to see if interpreting is right for me, improve my chinese, and get very fit - all for free :D
hope everyone is well! - meichenxi
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enbysiriusblack · 3 months
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sirius and peter are actually best friends btw <33 yeah, they loved each other sm. yeah, sirius enjoyed hanging out with peter. yeah, he didn't see him as inferior in the slightest that's just how outsiders viewed it just because sirius and james were more popular.
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jeweled-blue-eyes · 9 months
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okay remember when Claude first met Athy and we thought this was also the first time Felix met Athy again after the massacre of the Ruby Palace?
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in the novels he didn't even tell Felix that Athy was still alive
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the short extra chapter however retcons this when Felix tells Claude how adorable athy had been as a toddler, making Claude jealous that he missed out such an important period of Athy's life.
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I find this very interesting as it begs the question how he met Athy when she lived in such a remote place. Did he visit Athy secretly and looked after her without Claude's knowledge? Did Claude send Felix to the Ruby Palance once a year to check if Athy was still alive? If this happened in The Lovely Princess as well wouldn't the execution of Athy be so much darker as Felix might've partook in raising her or at least cared for her? This would make Felix a second absent father figure to Athy who then turned his back on her after Jennette's poisoning.
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ct-multifandom · 8 months
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Can you guys rb this or comment with how you pronounce “Goncharov”? I didn’t really think anything of it until one of my friends said it out loud and I was like huh? I think it’s interesting how people can have different pronunciations of a word or name they’ve never heard out loud in their head an not question it. For reference, I’m a native Russian speaker and I’ve always read it like gohn-CHArohv and my US American friend said GAHNCHA-rahv.
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aroacehanzawa · 11 months
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entering my german literature era
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unityrain24 · 8 days
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me when i create an entire 'nother language because english doesn't have the words to describe what i mean or even the words to describe the words to describe what i mean
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divorcetual · 25 days
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this is horrifying . i dont think you should be on roads i think the peacocks around your hosue should just take you everywhere . this ks so fucked up
I AGREE WITH THIS cars are an affront to humanity and every one of them is born with the intent to harm as many living beings as possible
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trashbins-stuff · 8 months
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ronanlynchbf · 11 months
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this summer i need to cut my hair and buy silly t-shirts and stop being apologetic abt merely existing and do things even though i'm very bad at them and be earnest & bouyant and stop thinking i'm being punished when bad things happen and read books i've never heard of and be in any body of water as much as possible and be less afraid of people crushing my heart when i give them it!!!!! Basically i need to go on walks even when i don't feel like it so every time i do i will be enraptured by the world like i always am 🙏❤
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the-likesofus · 1 year
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Snippet Saturday (Or Something)
PREPARE FOR ROLL CALL........I was tagged by: @loveyourownsmiilee, @two-cut-lines, @swiftiediaz, @monsterrae1, @rogerzsteven, @spotsandsocks AND @dickley-buddie, much love to you all! I loved reading the snippets you shared asfgghjkkl!!
Someone (@spotsandsocks) kindly brought to my attention just how many WIPs are currently sitting in my google drive so I have picked eight to work on over my three-month break from Uni! Please wish me luck in this endeavor and STOP ME if I try to start another WIP!!
I haven't shared anything for these tag things in donkey's years so here's a long-ish bit for you from the Love Languages Fic:
Buck's Jeep is in his driveway when he pulls up, which is not unusual but Buck had a day off today. He was supposed to be helping Maddie paint Jee's bedroom. Jee has been obsessed with ducks recently and they picked a horrendous sunshine yellow color. Still, some small, selfish part of Eddie is glad he's here. Bad days always feel easier when Buck's around.
Unsurprisingly, the front door is unlocked when he tries the handle. His duffle is slung over one shoulder and it is helping his swirling emotions to drag him over the threshold. Inside he's met by the smell of spices and- his son. Chris is perched on the couch and his face lights up when he sees Eddie come in.
"Dad!" His little arms are wrapped around Eddie's waist in an instant. Eddie almost chokes up at the realization that the top of his kid's head almost meets his chin.
"Hey, Buddy," He wraps his arms tightly around Christopher's shoulders and buries his face in his soft curls. The pressure in his chest eases slightly. He squeezes until Chris starts squirming and disappears up the hallway to his room.
He finds Buck in the kitchen, dishes strewn across the benches, and a wide grin on his face. There's sunshine yellow above one of his eyebrows, mirroring the pink of his birthmark on the opposite side. Suddenly it's not such a terrible color and Eddie can feel his chest warming from the inside.
"Hey," Buck's smile is just as bright as the paint. "Welcome home."
Most of the people I usually tag already tagged me so I'll only add a couple more here if people want to join in: @thosetwofirefighters @lilbuddie @bekkachaos @jacksadventuresinwriting @swiftiebuckleys if you haven't already done it yet xx
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oldshrewsburyian · 10 months
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On the one hand, the character of the Forest Healer™ annoys me because she (always sic) dates to a very specific, odd, and historically unfounded myth from, like, 1972. That said, I do kind of love Angharad in Hood because she, like Mérian, will not take any of Bran’s shit. We need more characters like this, I feel. And more women on the page. The fact that her reaction to Bran asking her if she can speak (?!) is to say: “Yes, I can speak and sing, but you can’t; shut up” is kind of great.
Also, for any wondering, yes, she is referring to the Holy Spirit as a goose.  (Sometimes the divine is like a dove descending. Sometimes it goes HONK.) I am still unclear on what Lawhead is doing with eleventh-century Christianities and cultures of belief, but at least he cares about them.
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plumbus-central · 2 years
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