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glittter-skeleton · 5 months
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Ted and Jenny, I personally prefer thinking they were generally insufferable
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In which Emi takes after her mother in more ways than one.
(For @rabbit-harpist , but also anyone else who wants to read it)
(Also on ao3)
There are university brochures scattered all over the dining room table, a sea of bright colours and photographs of smiling young adults. Most are Mexican establishments - they do live there, after all - but there's a couple from Lucie's old home of Switzerland, Diego's Brazil, Jeffry's America... A scattering of places under one roof, just like their family.
Emi is leafing through one, while Lucie looks at another, a spreadsheet with the local crime rates and housing costs also up on her laptop.
"What about here?" Lucie asks, passing the booklet over to her daughter. "It looks pretty, no? And it is very good for programming."
"It's too far away," Emi barely looks at it, same as most of the rest. "I want to stay close."
"You're good enough," Lucie knows Emi's been fine traveling before - surely the problem is the grades? "I know you can do it."
"It's not that," Emi looks down, and to the side, fingers flexing uncomfortably against the paper. "I want to stay with you. To help."
"I have your fathers," Lucie promises. "And if I need lady help, Abuelita is here."
"Not like that," a bit of a snap. "With your investigations! I know I need to learn to program better, but I speak French, and Portuguese, and English, and Spanish, and I can run, and I can hide, and I'm a very fast reader! I know I'm not old enough yet, but once I turn eighteen..."
"Non."
Lucie's response is immediate, instinctual, soaked in blood and in fear and in all the things that have happened.
"No?"
"It's too dangerous," Lucie says, and all she can see are the corpses of friends she has made. "You can keep helping with the planning, but you are not coming."
"Why not? You do it all the time!"
"It's not safe! Do you think we want this for you? To see you loose limbs and eyes and your life! You could be something, Emi! Why would you throw it away to end up in some monster's stomach?!"
"Because I want to help! You're out there - you're all out there all the time - and I'm sick of being helpless! I'm eighteen in six months! I've been training, practicing! I can do it if you let me!"
"Emília Sophia da Silva," there's fear in Lucie's spine, fear she hasn't felt since the eighth time one of them nearly died, fear she didn't think she knew how to feel anymore, not when the tenth passed and she had not recovered - fear that comes out as a snap and a shout. "You are /not/ getting more involved than you already are! You never should have been involved in the first place!"
"Well I am involved now! And you can't stop me! If you won't let me join your team, I'll just find someone else's!"
"Why can't you just be a normal child and stay safe?!"
"I stopped being a normal child the day I watched my father die!"
"And maybe we just want to give you a normal life! Just wait a bit longer! Until you graduate, until you find yourself at least!"
"I thought you of all people would understand!" Emi screams back, voice finally cracking. "And I know who I am! I've always known who the fuck I am!"
"You're seventeen! No seventeen year old knows who they are!"
"I'm /your/ daughter, aren't I?!"
Lucie freezes.
Emi watches her for a moment, before turning and fleeing. She leaves the door to the dining room open, but cracks the handle into the wall as she throws it to the side.
One, two, three...
A door upstairs slams shut.
Lucie burrows her head in her hands, and she screams in frustration.
She screams, and it becomes sobs, and Benito answers. He whistles, leaning on the doorframe, watching her cry.
Lucie takes a deep breath, wipes her tears, turns to him, "you heard that, then?"
"Well, yeah, I think the neighbors did too. You too really don't know how to be quiet, do you?"
"Not now, Benito," Lucie keeps herself in check better than she expected she could. "Not right now."
He comes over, sits down, picks up the brochure Emi had been favour and starts flicking through. It might have taken them all a few years, but he has learnt how to be quiet.
Lucie takes her time, hisses her frustrations through her teeth. Stupid child, foolish child, why can't she want things a normal child wants? Why can't she just want to go out to the club, get drunk, fall asleep on someone's couch and have to get to lectures in the morning?
"Why can't she be /safe/?" is the frustration she verbalises, the one at the root of it all.
Benito grabs another booklet, starts flicking through that instead, "she's your daughter."
"She's your daughter too," Lucie doesn't even have a pencil to hand, so she threatens him with a finger. "Fuck this. I'm getting wine."
She goes to move and fetch some, only for Benito to reveal he's been carrying some the whole time. She snatches the bottle, takes a couple of mouthfuls, and hands it back.
Benito uses a glass.
Faker.
"You know what I mean, though," Benito swishes his glass - and, ah, he just wanted to be dramatic. "She's grown up surrounded by this. Just like Luis isn't escaping the mob, she isn't escaping the Order."
"I just want her to be safe," Lucie gestures to her legs, to the scar peeking out from Benito's sunglasses, to the photo on the mantle where Jeffrey has a broken leg. "What sort of parents are we, that we can't keep her safe?"
"We were never going to," and Benito has shifted, taking on that quieter, reflective voice that Lucie hates because it means he has finally decided to talk sense. "The moment her father walked her into Pancea's office? She was never going to be safe again."
"She's going to die," Lucie whispers. "I'm letting my baby die, if I let her do this."
"And you're killing her yourself if you don't," Benito finally drinks some of the wine, almost two thirds of his glass in one go. "Pancea killed her father, the Order saved her mother, and gives her the chance for revenge."
Lucie is fairly sure it isn't about revenge for Emi, it's about the fact her parents keep going back into danger, and she's at home and helpless and...
And Lucie understands.
She does understand, she understands so well; she could have stayed away, Benito, Jeffrey, Diego and Luis could all have stayed away, but they didn't. They didn't, because still hunted they weren't safe. They didn't because the others were going, or because they couldn't live with not knowing, or because hunting the monsters makes those under the bed less threatening, or...
Lucie likes to think they joined the Order to save people, but she knows it's a lie.
They did it to save themselves, to save each other, and because when the world had decided they were nothing they /refused/ to accept it and they demanded to leave their mark.
"When did you start making sense?" Lucie asks, but she knows, she knows, and she knows why too.
"About when Abuelita kicked it into me," he laughs.
It wasn't.
It was with blood on his hands and screaming for help, it was in nights huddled under a closet praying nothing would hurt him, it was when the other cell in the city were wiped out overnight, and it was Benito who had to autopsy the corpses.
Lucie leans over as much as she can; Benito shuffles over, lets her rest her head on his shoulder.
"Sounds about right," she says, and she breathes, and continues. "Maybe it would be nice to have Emi close? Abuelita would like her to be able to come for family dinners."
"Exactly!" Benito's grin picks back up, and he gestures with his glass. "And nobody says no to Abuelita, not even in her old age."
"Oui," Lucie shuts her eyes, and sighs, and adds. "... I should go apologise."
"Finish the bottle first," Benito passes it to her. "Let Pizza Boy calm her down and Diego talk it through with her first."
He isn't a pizza boy, not any more - but its comforting, perhaps, how the nickname sticks.
She takes a glass this time. Benito half-fills it, and she takes the time to sip it.
Cheap shit, of course, because it's still fucking Benito.
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dailyweezer · 1 year
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Day 34: The Owl House Kids
(Anonymous request)
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zenatness · 22 days
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Did you ever call your teachers by their first name? If you work in education, do you let the students call you by your first name?
The nibblings were discussing what students would call me if I was a teacher yesterday and it reminded me. When I used to be a substitute I never bothered to introduce myself or write my name on the board, literally just never thought of it. One class I had a girl raise her hand and ask what my name was so I automatically gave her my first name and after a few seconds added my last. There was dead silence in the 8th grade classroom for a good 30 seconds to a minute before she burst out with "we can call you by your first name!?" I was like yeah sure. You would probably not believe how absolutely excited this made the students, I heard my name more times over that class period than I hear it in a year lol. The next school year I was at the high school and hear my name and turn around and it's the girl from that class and she yells Hi then turns to her friends see I told you I wasn't lying!
*Asks are for fun, no pressure to answer quickly or at all.*
Yes, all of them, because in Sweden we call everyone by their first name. There was only one exception, but that was because we had three teachers named Lars (which only has one natural nickname) and he was the only one with a unique surname. If I was addressed by my surname in any context I'd probably blue screen.
I took a couple of courses in England back in the day and the amount of anxiety I had over not knowing how to address the teachers was insane haha (I ended up just not calling them anything, just raising my hand and going 'excuse me')
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amiharana · 1 year
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y'all ever think about how many rito names have "—li" at the end? revali. kaneli. amali. genli. bedoli. medli. komali. i mean even saki's name at least ends in an "—i" and tulin has a "li" in there as well.
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everysai · 8 months
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Just a little clarification: in the manga we are never actually told Sai's brother's name (presumably he's meant not to have one? Like how Sai also didn't have a name and would just be assigned them to use for missions) every time he appears Sai just calls him 'brother', including when they meet again after he's brought back with the edo tensei. Kabuto also just refers to him as 'the root/foundation member', depending on translation.
However because I've seen him be called Shin in the anime (and the databook apparently? I wasnt able to find out which of them came up with the name unfortunately bc I was curious.... but anyway) plus that name gets used around fandom, I'm gonna use it for his tag here just to make it easier for people to find posts.
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bosspigeon · 10 months
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well, thanks to the New Fixation, so far i've got Three New OCs to add to the pile...
gonna ramble under a cut!
So far i've got:
Jude! Jude is my Amir boy. He's a big, burly quiet sort, sad eyes, keeps to himself. Metalhead, ofc, bc I Know What I Like. I think he's a mechanic or smthn? He's definitely the type to work with his hands. He likes music too, and he plays guitar, but never really in front of people. He shy 😔
Does not have a great relationship with his family, or many friends either. He's the youngest of three, and has two older brothers. Probably in his early to mid-thirties?
NEXT UP is Fritz! Fritz is a really buttoned-up, straightforward, no-nonsense type... on paper. He plays straight-edge on TV, but under his office job professional demeanor and crisp business casual attire? Tattoos and piercings galore. He's not quite as wild as he was when he was in his teens/early 20s, but he still likes to unwind in a more high-energy fashion that most people would expect.
...He is very much Enjoying A Chaotic Catboy's Company as a Consummate Mori-kisser. Many would say he has bad taste in men, but i think his taste is impeccable and he just likes to have a good time 😤He's also bossy enough to handle himself just fine
AND FINALLY! <3 Larimar. He is so, so, so, so pretty. Unfortunately, he is very aware of this and uses it to get away with Gremlin Behavior. Aging Punk with Peter Pan syndrome, and delights in the trans man curse of looking younger than he actually is. Annoyed that he still gets carded, tho 😒The only reason you can't see the grey hair is because he dyes it bright ass blue. Surprisingly, he CAN hold down a steady job as a stylist!
He is sweet to literally ONE person and that one person is a big ol' slime dilf.
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tomorrowillbeyou · 1 year
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bro like the poisi9n is the cure like we are cured bro
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cupcakesmoothie · 10 months
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Behold
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Alexander!
This is probably the most effort I've put into designing a character and I'm not even done with his outfit :')
The scarf might change designs and colours depending on how his outfit goes, I might also add some extra stuff to it.
Alexander is going to be one of the few side characters that don't have a blessing! He might not have a blessing, but he can still defend himself :)
His specialty is swords and knives (Also throwing weapons).
Yes, he is aromantic, but not asexual!
I spent like an hour straight drawing this
Ok edit: His name is actually Alexis now, and he's Spanish
#I don't know if it's because I've been drawing him too long but he's not hot anymore :(#He is in my heart#He is perfect#Malewife energy#Also he's a huge nerd and can speak fluent Japanese#I'm gonna give him the most complicated outfit possible trust#No surname yet (A lot of them don't have one tbh)#I kinda wanted to make him Jewish but there's like. A lot to go through for that#For one I am no good with anatomy so racial features (Is that what you call them?) are a no go#Which leaves names and maybe a badge with the star of David#But more importantly#There's also the issue of religion#And culture#I don't think I want to make him explicitly believe in god because of the setting of the story and some character's relationship with it#Also before he's Jewish he's aro and before that he's just really cool#And not going into God and his relationship with queer people#I was going to give Alex maybe a tattoo but apparently that's not allowed?#So is dyeing his hair#And if I did decide to make him Jewish I'd probably make him fluent in Hebrew also#But that brings up the fact that he's a weeb and maybe just a little bit obsessed with Japanese culture (Just anime in general tbh)#So it feels a little bit weird to make someone who's supposed to represent one culture favour another#And yes Jewish weebs probably exist but in the scope of a story and what it means for representation....#So Alex is just whatever and you can decide where he's from#Wow I info dumped a lot on this thank you for reading this far lol#sweetmountainseeds#Plagues Blessings and Journeys#Alexander#my art#art
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just rotating in my mind the concepts of names and identity with beetle and marwick. you guys have no idea how insane i can get about this and when i can actually put together a coherent analysis. Then You'll See <3
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sins-of-the-sea · 10 months
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"Holy shit!! I didn't know not only was there another Giovanni Vespucci, but he moved to Seville too! And mapped out the world as per what was observed by the Magellan Expedition!
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"You were part of the Expedition! Has anyone ever mistaken you for the Florentine Giovanni Vespucci?"
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"No. By the time I returned to Europe at all from what became the Philippine colonies, the other Giovanni Vespucci was likely dead, or at least in old age. As far as Italian records and historical censuses go, I died at age 8, having fallen into a canal and drowned a day after my father's death. I used the false name 'Giovanni Frascona' when I signed up for the Expedition. No one knows the little boy who fell in the canals survived, was hidden from the world, and grew to adulthood."
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"Don't you feel like this other Giovanni Vespucci stole your glory? You were actually in the Expedition!"
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"Let him keep it. Let the world remember just the family from Florence. The Venetian branch is dead and wiped out. There is no glory to pursue. Only shame to leave behind."
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vogelmeister · 1 year
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i am SO lucky I didn’t get avada kedavra on my year 12 jersey
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teaandspite · 2 years
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Family Traits
So I knew (we have a very Scottish surname) that we had a clan, but like… ehh so what, right. Nobody wants to be that guy who’s all I COME FROM PROUD WARRIORS AND SOMEHOW THAT MAKES ME BADASS. And then I did the family research thing, and let me summarize the clan history:
Clan [Censored] is known for two things:
1. not wanting to be in charge of things
2. consistently picking the losing side. 
We practically never show up in the histories because we mind our own damn business, and when we DO, it’s because we joined some doomed from the beginning cause and died about it (my ancestors moved to the American South so you can guess how that streak continued).
Highlights include: Here’s How William Wallace Can Still Win and That Time Our Guy Got Ned Stark’d and That Time We Stayed Neutral Because For Fuck’s Sake. 
The clan song is ‘remember that time we won a battle but lost a war?’
And it’s so strange and funny that after all these centuries, with little or no connection, my father’s family has somehow remained Like That. Just a bunch of folks trying to just do their work and Stay Out Of It, with occasional bouts of suicidally misplaced loyalty and such consistently terrible luck that gambling can never be our vice. 
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piduai · 1 year
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bossman has found the most creative fucked up way to botch my name and it's been almost 3 years. and i correct him every 2 weeks but he just ignores me
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purple-is-great · 1 year
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you know what's fucking pathetic? the fact that in Finland a fully grown adult can't change their name to something that is a perfectly normal Finnish name, just because the name doesn't match their legal gender
I can understand it for naming babies, but for adults? I honestly don't give a shit about what the gender marker on my papers is but I really want to change my name, and under the current law I need a diagnosis and hormone therapy before I can change my gender marker and thus be allowed to call myself by a men's name.
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I could make a proper post expressing how i think these 4 would go off to become pals after the events of the game are over but that's boring so instead have these incorrect quotes generator highlights <3
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