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mrspockify · 5 months

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One of the cruelest things I think Bowser would do is give Mario an ultimatum, a very cruel one. So your Mute Mario, making him chose between Luigi and his daughter.

Ooooh I really love angsty scenarios where someone is forced to choose between loved ones!

For Mario, he would pretty much instantly delude himself into believing he could save them both. He has to save them both. There’s literally no other option in his mind, because he can’t bear the thought of losing one of them.

But for Luigi, there would be no choice. Mario has to save his daughter. He does everything he can to get that point across to Mario, and if he has the option he’s making eye contact with Mario from across the room to convey that to him. He wouldn't even have to say it or sign it. Mario would see the look in his eyes understand automatically that Luigi would never forgive him if he let his daughter die instead.

It would break his heart, but he'd still promise to save Luigi, signing it from across the room as he finally looks away and sprints towards his daughter. It's probably the last thing they ever communicate to each other.

#ask #mute mario #headcanons #luigi #dad mario #and anyone who has read my fic The Last Thing You’ll Ever Do knows how Mario is without his bro #I think having a daughter would potentially help him survive that though #but he would still suffer #and struggle with the feelings that come up when he looks at her

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ask-sarah-and-co · 1 month

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Wyvern touched down just outside of Rose Tower.

Sarah checked her phone as the four dismounted, 7:30. They were right on time, then.

She patted the aerodactyl. “Rest up, buddy. We’re headed elsewhere after the party!” He trilled back, as if to say that the flight didn’t wear him out at all, before she returned Wyvern to his pokeball. She checked the clock again, for good measure. 7:31.

“Why’re we so early?” Silver glanced over her shoulder and scowled at the time. (At least, she assumed it was the time. He could be scowling at her super cute wallpaper of Sparkle.)

His boyfriend rolled his eyes. “Common wedding courtesy is arriving 15 minutes before the set time.”

Silver exchanged a look with Hugh.

“The elevator to go up also takes a while.” Sarah’s eyes trailed up the tower, the very same one where many things happened 4 years ago. Or was it 3…? She could never remember.

“Well then,” Hugh lightly shoved the two guys in the direction of the entrance, “We’ve stalled enough out here. Let’s get going.”

— 💎— 🎸—

She fidgeted, tapping her foot as the elevator slowly moved upwards. Sarah could remember going up with Hop like it was yesterday. She glanced at the other three, still thinking to herself. Would Hop be there? Would Bede and Marnie?

Sarah thought again, probably not. Galar’s hero or not, Leon probably wouldn’t want Hop going. And Piers, Marnie. Would Bede even want to go?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. She glanced at Gladion, who gestured to the standing display that signified they were near the top of the tower.

“Brace yourselves.” Hugh looked at the other three somewhat seriously, but Sarah could see the excited twinkle in his eyes. “We don’t know what we’re in for.”

— 💎— 🎸—

The first sight was a green haired man standing in front of an elegant door. Was that door there 4 years ago? She still couldn’t remember.

“So. We meet again.” The man smiled at Sarah and her boyfriend. “Hugh,” He nodded and handed him a large, crisp envelope, “And… Sarah, right?”

She nodded, and he handed her an envelope too. Her full name was inked out in a rose gold script on the front. Just above Team Rocket’s R and Marco Cosmos’ emblems.

“N!” The girl studied the man who had (inadvertently) saved them from Ghetsis. “It’s been a while!”

“Indeed it has.”

“Is your outfit based on-?”

“Reshiram?” He smiled, “It is.” N glanced at the other two. “Names?”

Silver only stared. “If you know them, then what’re you doing working here?!”

N only smiled. “Well, officially? Chairman Rose pays well. But if you truly must know,” His expression shifted to a more serious one, “I’m keeping an eye on Ghetsis.”

“He’s here?!” Hugh’s eyes widened.

N deliberately looked away. “You two. Names.”

“Gladion.”

“Silver.”

He handed them the envelopes. “Please read through everything. The seating chart is also in there.” He gestured beyond the doors, “The ceremony will take place straight ahead, soon. Sign the guest book along the way, if you have time.”

“But-”

N ignored Hugh’s protest, opening the doors and gesturing them inside. “Please enjoy the experience!”

— 💎— 🎸—

Sarah glanced around the “chapel,” which was just a large portion of the tower’s top floor walled off. The view of Wyndon at night was beautiful. At least the two villains had taste.

She glanced at the chairs set out, not too many. She then spotted a few people she recognized, “Leon!”

Sarah noticed that he was wearing his battle tower suit instead of his champion outfit while running over to him. She glanced back at the other three, who took their assigned seats, before tackling the champion.

“Sarah!” Leon hugged her, then ruffled her hair. “What’re you doing here?”

“I was invited! As one of Galar’s heroes, of course!” She looked around for Hop.

Leon chuckled, like he could tell what she was thinking. “Oh, I wouldn’t let Hop go. Him and the other two.” Leon shook his head, “I feel like they’re up to no good, Rose and Giovanni, but I know you’ll be alright. You’re a brilliant battler, at least!”

Sarah shrugged, “Figures.” She then looked at the other man standing with him.

“Ah, so this is the protégée you’ve been speaking of, Leon?”

Sarah excitedly grinned at the Kan-Joh champion. (She noted that he chose a simple suit with darker versions of the signature dragon-type colors.) “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lance! My name’s Sarah!”

He extended his hand for a shake, which she eagerly returned, “You too, kiddo. Shame you fought the league while I was on vacation.”

“Oh yeah! I did.” Was that really 3 years ago? Or 2? “Karen’s pretty strong, though!”

“She is.”

— 💎— 🎸—

Sarah wandered back to her assigned seat, watching as guests arrived. A man, who looked like Rose, arrived with two girls- one she thought might be about her age. A man who had wild orange hair (was that the Lysandre guy from Kalos?) arrived with… Professor Sycamore? What was he doing here??

When Ghetsis arrived, she kept glancing at Hugh. He sent her a reassuring smile, as if to say, “Don’t worry, I won’t make a scene. But I still hate him.”

Giovanni’s executives arrived together. She couldn’t remember any of their names except Proton’s, who sent her a friendly wave which she returned.

She stopped really paying attention when a portal shimmered open from the floor, which Cyrus stepped out of. He took a seat, but the ghost of a chain on his ankle still shimmered in the air.

A few other people arrived, but she didn’t fully recognize them. Maybe they were from other universes, haha.

To the left of the altar, she and the others sat with Leon, Lance, and some of the people she didn’t know.

Everyone took their seats at 8:15, as the executives moved to the front. Proton stood with the blue haired guy on the left, the purple haired guy and the red haired woman on the right. (From her appearance, and the way Silver kept glaring at her, Sarah guessed that she was his mother.)

When the lights dimmed, she snapped out of her thoughts.

— 💎— 🎸—

Giovanni walked down the aisle (pre-decorated with rose petals) in a black suit and a red tie, done in Rose’s signature style.

He was soon followed by Oleana, who stood behind him. Was she really qualified to be the priest?

When Rose walked down the aisle, his suit a brilliant white and his tie matching his fiancée’s, she barely spared a glance at him. Neither did her friends. They stared at the woman walking him down the aisle. Her dress was a pale yellow with splotches of color shimmering at the bottom, and her blonde hair styled back elegantly. She walked him up to the altar, and sat down next to Cyrus.

Lusamine smiled at her niece and her son, turning back to the altar when Oleana cleared her throat.

— 💎— 🎸—

“We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Galar’s own Chairman Rose Azalea, and Kanto’s Giovanni Rocket.” People clapped politely, which Oleana silenced with a dramatic hand flourish.

“Gio.” Rose smiled, “We’ve known each other for quite some time…”

The chairman kept talking, but Sarah zoned out. She wondered what moments of her life led up to this moment. She really should have just not come.

Giovanni started speaking, but she didn’t listen to that either. Hugh could probably just tell her what they- oh wait, no. He was too busy glaring at Ghetsis behind her back.

When Oleana started talking again, she tuned back in.

— 💎— 🎸—

“-Rose, do you take Giovanni for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

“I do.”

“Giovanni, do you take Rose for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

“I do.”

Oleana nodded. “The rings?” Everyone turned as Giovanni’s persian confidently walked down the aisle, a pillow with the rings in his mouth, before sitting at Lusamine’s feet. (Because of course he did.)

The two each took one and placed them on each other’s hands.

Oleana smiled as she stepped to the side, “Now you may kiss the groom.”

— 💎— 🎸—

“Cocktail hour sucks.” Silver scowled at no one in particular, “We can’t even drink.”

“These hors d’oeuvres are good, at least.” Sarah plopped down her plate, which had a bunch of deviled eggs, cheese cubes, and a few sausages.

Hugh shook his head, “The limit was two per-”

“Pffft.” She popped a cheese into her mouth, “It’s the least Rose can do.”

Gladion chuckled, “Sarah-”

“Shhh, wait. This is the best part of Galarian weddings.”

They turned to the center of the room, where the center of the floor sunk in and revealed a battle court.

Giovanni and Rose walked towards the center, where they sent out their nidoking and copperajah respectively.

“What are they-”

“Part of the Galarian tradition is that the couple has their first battle at the reception!”

They kept watching as the two pokemon exchanged blows, but copperajah eventually fell.

Rose healed his pokemon as someone passed Giovanni a microphone.

Silver smirked. “Heh. Looks like it’s the Kantonian part of the wedding, then.”

“Huh-”

“My dear guests,” Giovanni grinned at everyone seated, “Let the battles commence. Whoever beats me and my husband the swiftest shall receive a… reward we’ll say.”

Sarah glanced at Hugh. “You wanna-?”

“You didn’t even have to ask.” They grinned and exchanged a fist bump.

Gladion grinned at his boyfriend, “Guess that means-”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” Silver’s smile didn’t match his tone.

— 💎— 🎸—

Sarah grinned while watching the two girls fight. One had a tyrantrum and the other a sylveon. She couldn’t help but feel bad- based on type matchups alone, they were screwed. The thought must’ve jinxed something, because the second she turned back to the court, both pokemon were being returned.

“Ooh, that means it’s our turn!”

Hugh grinned in return, “We mop the floor with ‘em?”

“You know it!”

— 💎— 🎸—

“Sparkle!” Sarah then did a weird… gesture? Dance? Giovanni and Rose exchanged a look, eyes widening when energy shimmered around her. “Extreme Evoboost!”

Her eevee channeled the Z-Power, and a blue aura shimmered around her.

“Bouffalant, Psych Up!” The bovine copied Sparkle’s double omni boost.

“But that shouldn’t be possible-”

Sarah grinned proudly. “Cobalion taught him! My Cobalion!”

Giovani chuckled to himself. “Of course they did. Nidoking, Megahorn. Target the eevee.”

“Copperajah, Iron Head! Follow nidoking.”

“Sparkle, use Freezy Frost on nidoking!”

“Bouffalant, hit copperajah with your strongest Close Combat!”

— 💎— 🎸—

The two plopped back down at the table.

“That must’ve been record timing!”

The duo turned to Silver, who showed the timer on his phone- 5 minutes. “And most of that was just me dancing!”

“Speaking of time,” Silver turned to Gladion with a scowl. “Hurry up.”

“I’ve gotta pick the right disk.”

“They don’t share any weaknesses.”

“Ooh, water might be good. Resists steel.”

“Hah!” Gladion plucked the blue disk from his case, “Knew I could count on you, cuz.”

— 💎— 🎸—

“Think they’ll beat them?”

“I think they’ll take out nidoking, but I don’t know what they’ll do against Coppera-”

“Silvally, use Flamethrower!”

“Weavile, Brick Break!”

“…I stand corrected.”

— 💎— 🎸—

“Congratulations, Sarah. And your boyfriend too.” Rose handed her a 300P gift card for Smoliv Garden.

“…Thanks Rose.” She pocketed it.

“That’s Chairman Rose to you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” She grinned, “Thanks Rose.”

She watched as Rose and Giovanni left the room. Likely for pictures. She checked her phone again, 10:25. Dinner was at 11. There was still a while to hang out…

— 💎— 🎸—

“Sarah.” A voice called out to her, and also patted her shoulder.

She looked up from her arms and very eloquently blinked at Hugh. “Huh.”

“Dinner.”

“It’s 11?”

“Yup. You fell asleep.”

She shook herself awake, still disoriented. “Did the others-”

“Yeah, they’re already in the dining hall.”

“Alrighty then, let’s go!”

— 💎— 🎸—

“…Serving Kantonian and Galarian food is a weird choice.”

“You’re telling me.”

Sarah and Hugh sat with the others, each picking up a menu.

“Wow. They’re really going for legit stuff.”

Sarah’s eyes widened, “This is like, four separate caterers!”

“You gonna get ramen?” Gladion glanced at his cousin, who was going down the menu.

“Probably.”

Gladion nodded, “Figures. I think I’ll do the same.”

“Might try the curry.” Hugh smiled at his girlfriend, “Won’t be as good as yours, though.”

She grinned proudly as Silver rolled his eyes.

“Think I’ll get seafood.”

Sarah skimmed the seafood menu. She then shook her head, she was never fond of fish and was allergic to shellfish. There was no point in even looking. About to flip back, the small logo in the corner caught her eye. She smiled slightly to herself as she realized that the caterer was the same resteraunt as the one he’d taken her and Sonia years ago.

They typed their orders into the screen on the table.

— 💎— 🎸—

When the lights dimmed and the couple strutted through the doors, sitting at the head table, Sarah knew they would start droning on again.

“My dear guests. I thank you all-”

She was close to putting her head down and falling asleep again, but decided to just zone out. She snapped back to reality when she saw Lance (who also seemed to be zoning out) peek up out of the corner of her eye.

“-and a thank you to our special guests: Champion Leon, Champion Lance, and Champion Sarah! Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to be here and celebrate with us!”

The three looked at each other from their respective tables, before all three grinned awkwardly at the polite applause.

“And to that, I toast you my friends!” He raised his glass of champagne and everyone followed suit. (The minors only had water in their glasses, but still obliged.)

“Cheers!”

— 💎— 🎸—

Sarah wolfed down her food when it was served.

“I didn’t starve you, did I, dear?” The other three turned to Lusamine, while Sarah kept slurping.

“She’s just like this, Mother.” Gladion frowned, “Now tell us what you’re doing here.”

She only laughed, “Rose has been a dear friend of mine for forever. Not attending his own wedding would be quite rude, especially after he attended mine.”

Before anyone could reply, Sarah dug into her bag, pulling out the envelope and two luxury balls.

“Since you’re going to the gift table, could you put these there for me?”

“I’m regretting the pokemon-as-a-gift decision,” Silver frowned. “How do we know they won’t mistreat them?”

Sarah shook her head emphatically. “They seem alright. And they’re definitely not those two.” She jerked a thumb in the direction of Cyrus and Ghetsis.

Lusamine nodded in agreement, took the three objects, and walked away.

Hugh shook his head, “What was even in that envelope anyways-”

“A check for like, a billion P, probably.” Gladion frowned as Sarah nodded.

Silver only shook his head. “Rich people.”

— 💎— 🎸—

The night commenced with dancing. A lot of dancing.

Sarah wasn’t big on dancing, but even she was dragged on the floor for one slow dance.

The finale of the event happened as the walls lowered into the floor, making the space open once again. The windowed part of the roof opened up and a corviknight taxi flew in. The couple boarded it, calling out “Arrivederci!” and “Bon voyage!” as they showered rose petals and flew off.

Sarah glanced up at the sight, “Is it finally over??”

— 💎— 🎸—

They stalled for a bit, but soon everyone cleared out. Sarah and Hugh also changed, handing their clothes back over to the Aethers.

The quartet stood outside Rose Tower, “…Guess this is goodbye.” Hugh sadly looked at his two friends, as Sarah moved to the side slightly. They needed their own moment.

“Blueberry’s not gonna be the same without you.” Gladion smiled sadly, as Silver nodded.

“Now we might actually have to hang out with Drayton for company.” Silver mimed throwing up, as the other two chuckled.

Gladion and Silver glanced at each other, before each exchanged an arm. Hugh hugged them both tight.

Sarah smiled slightly when Hugh and Gladion extended arms to her too. The four hugged for a while, knowing that breaking apart would mean they were closer to separating.

When they separated, they stood awkwardly.

“…I’m gonna miss you, Gladdy.” She hugged him tight, which he quickly returned.

“I’ll miss you too. I’m… I’m glad we got to spend time together this summer.”

“Me too, cuz. Me too.” If she blinked back tears, that was between her and her eyes.

“You sure you don’t need Wyvern?”

“No. We’re going back with Mother via the flying taxi.”

“And you have everything?”

He nodded.

“Okay.” She turned to Silver, “It was nice meeting you.” She smiled genuinely at him, “You’re good for Gladdy. Thanks for keeping him company.”

He blushed and turned away, but still muttered a thank you. He awkwardly patted her on the back, too.

“Well, you guys should get going.” Hugh frowned slightly.

“Yeah… Aunt Lusamine’s waiting for you.”

They glanced back at the corviknight taxi, like they both forgot she was there.

“Right.”

“Well,” They both started jogging backwards. “Arrivederci. Or whatever.” Silver grinned.

“Well keep in touch. Promise.” Gladion and Silver fully turned and ran to the taxi.

Gladion, Silver, and Lusamine waved from the taxi as it disappeared into the night.

— 💎— 🎸—

“Sarah. Wait.” Hugh placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her from running off.

She turned to him, confused.

“I, uh.” He took out his love ball and released applin, also taking out the tart apple she’d given him months ago. “I- We talked it over.” He gestured between himself and applin, “He’s ready.”

Sarah let out an excited gasp, cupping both his hands with her own. “Really?”

He nodded, and applin trilled in agreement.

“Consider it a… a salud to new adventures, yeah?” She nodded excitedly.

Applin touched the apple and they were surrounded in a blue glow.

Flapple filed around their heads, as they each gave him a pet. Hugh returned him to his pokeball, and pocketed it.

Sarah tackled her boyfriend in a hug, “Dawww, you getting all romantic on me, Hugh?”

He laughed, “Are you tearing up again?”

“No,” She wiped her face, “I got, uh, apple. In my eye. Yeah.”

He laughed again, cupping her face. “C’mere, you dork.”

She pulled him close, kissing him.

They pulled apart, noses touching.

“You ready for whatever’s next?”

His smile was soft, “Anything.”

Prologue fin.

— 💎— 🎸—

Cameos:

Sean from @tallgrassghosts Meg and Kyo from @askthewhiterocket and finally, @kuixotic’s Cooper! (he didn’t have a blog specified lol)

Thank you for letting me grab your chars! Hope I didn’t butcher the back of their heads too bad hehe.

#READ THESE TAGS FOR MOD NOTES !!!#thank you all SO MUCH for sticking with me! I hope you’re alright/were fine with reading over 3k words… but it’s a fitting ending!#next thing is the event with Luna next month! I also have something planned for the blogs one year anniversary on the 30th!#also might post smth on my bday? (4/13) but it won’t be canon bc Sarah will have smth on hers (the same date but in universe)#you’ll see everyone again where this left off in May! (unless the event is extended lol)#ik it took me almost a year to slug through the prologue. but the plot will ramp up soon! promise ;)#pokeask #pokemon ask blog #Sarah Adamu #Hugh Iroai #Silver Sora #Gladion Aether #Prelude- Alolan Vacation #Mini Arc I- Wedding #I’m not tagging all the chars. sob #hope yall enjoyed this… I learned so much abt weddings for it akndknank

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fumifooms · 2 months

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fumi i hope you know that in an extra of how laios' party is formed he is explicitly banned from getting a crush on marcille.

like i know you went in depth on the trauma he has because of humans on your laimar post about the succubus but please know that he was explicitly banned its so goddamn funny.

im crying laughing while typing this out happy laimar love loses 🥂

Lmao yeah 🥂

It’s a very fun comic! The marriage seeker mystery can finally be put to rest 😌 I don’t really think it changes much, that it overrides anything we knew or that I theorized, esp since we already knew about the party-wide romance ban, but the meme potential (and fic potential) IS so strong now that we know Laios was the one most targeted and distrusted of all… And trust was the biggest issue, romance brings nothing but trouble in their minds but the trouble they experienced with the marriage seeker was because she was disingenuous and manipulative and Laios was oblivious, and as time went on the party realized that Marcille was trustworthy and they stopped worrying about that particular scenario happening. It can def bring a new meaning to the "This is my succubus?!! No one can see it no one can know AAAAA" line though lmfaoo. It’s so funny and honestly such a win for aroace Laios

#I’ve been wanting to make a post detailing the history/timeline of the Touden party and its members so it helps out so much #Ask #Laimar #Spoilers #Laios going for her throat when she tries a kiss because of his workplace conduct contract #Laios post-canon going to Chilchuck like So if i wanted to date Marcille…… Am I allowed…#Chilchuck ‘… Laios the party disbanded a year ago. You’re the king’#‘Whew ok thank goodness’#Dungeon meshi manga spoilers #Honestly Chilchuck in that extra comic takes up all my brain space the rest is just sprinkles on Chil’s introduction. I love the insight #we got on how he does business. HE LOOKED LIKE A MEAN COWBOY WHEN YOU ENTER THE WRONG SALOON #Oh might as well say it here but i think many ppl are following me lately expecting laimar content and </3 #You’ll have to send asks to pry laimar content out of me bc I have moved on to greener pastures.#Aka overanalyzing every pixel of marchil interactions #Meta

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daincrediblegg · 2 months

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hi egg!!!! ive seen the tag a couple times now and im just so curious who is lady terror 👀 an oc? a ship personified? can i peer into your mind for a second (the answer here can also be Who's to say or just NO)

YES! Lady Terror (real name: Genevieve Sinclair) is my sortof self-insert (though she’s gained a bit more of a life of her own now) OC for the Terror. She and Francis as the most disenfranchised from british empirical thought and good society are falling horrifically in love with each other over the course of the expedition in spite of their respective past romantic rejections and dejections and it being the literal Worst Time To Do That. And I tag them when I am… reminded (I’m certain some think I do this too often… but it’s my house). I’m painfully (and soul crushingly at times) trying to get the canon novel for them written (though I have an excerpt of the first chapter in my masterlist in my pinned, should that be of interest), which intends to have the most insane gothic jane austen vibes one could hope for, and I have like 20 au’s for them including a particular western au that is gaining increasing real estate in my brain recently. Loads of content in the “egg’s oc’s” tag if you wanna take a peek (I say mostly bc I’m exclusively on mobile atm bc my computer is in the shop and linking over isn’t very easy😭) and I have some mini fics for them in my masterlist as well!

#thank you for asking about her I have been dying 😭😭😭😭#GOING ASKLESS ABOUT MY DEAR LADY TERROR I AM PARCHED #she’s so everything tho #and francis has so many fucking issues about her its so funny #like picture this: there is a cute girl on the other ship and WOAH she’s actually on the level #but wait you’re treating your breakup like a divorce and literally if it ever happens again you’ll kys like you can’t take it #and then some terrible shit keeps happening on this voyage that you and she tried to prevent but can no longer control #and her life is in your hands but she’s only one of so many and she’s slipping through your fingers all the time #and you have to shut yourself off from her even though you get along like gunpowder and canonballs bc you can’t do a damn thing about losing #her. but she’s too stubborn for that and she can take care of herself bc she’s spent all her life learning how and THEN SHE ALSO CHOOSES TO #TAKE CARE OF YOU #they make me insane but alas my motivation wanes #but opportunities like this help anyway thank u dear moot

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the-darklings · 2 years

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Quick question time - is Wanderer going to hear the rumors of the "devil in the basement" ? Especially if she's always intertwined with the Constantines? Unless Johanna is like "nope, you literally always bring trouble to my family so fuck off".

I think you may be my favorite blog on this hell site now.

Both Hob and Johanna are in the next chapter. Do with that what you may 👁

#for wanderer it’s such a bittersweet ache.#because to see another Constantine after so long. powerful. morally grey and as snarky as they come #it’s so sweet but the hurt is so tender #but wanderer is a lot brittle edged now. a lot more… hm. you’ll see. the last 100 have hardened her.#*more #also you get to see how different wanderer is now from your average person #over a thousand years…. let it sink in. and at least half of it is torment.#asks #fic: today i bury you in me

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anotherhumaninthisworld · 5 months

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I notice in your translation of Lucile’s diary, on 9th June 92 she says “He's gone! If they would have ripped my soul out, they wouldn't have hurt me any more. What a wound has come to my heart!“ Is she referring to Horace here? I assumed so from the context (unless it was Camille) - and if so is she referring to the baby being taken to the wet nurse? I wondered why she would choose not to breastfeed it herself given the distress. Was it to do with the dangerous situation in Paris or Lucile being unwell (as she mentions?). I know you don’t have definite answers to all this but given you are a wizard I wanted your opinion! (The joys of trying to decipher the girl’s incredible crypticness for a novel .)

Yes, I think it is rather obvious it’s Horace being sent to a wet nurse Lucile is referring to in this diary entry. It’s also confirmed by a letter Camille wrote to his father three days later: ”I named [my son] Horace-Camille Desmoulins. He was immediately sent to a wet nurse in l'Ile-Adam (Seine-et-Oise) with the little Danton.”

As for why Lucile didn’t breastfeed Horace herself, I agree it can come off as a little strange given that mothers breastfeeding their own children was the new hot stuff. We know that both the Brissot, Roland and Lebas couple went through with it (in the latter case, Philippe even seems to have had the topic of breastfeeding your own child be some kind of ”ultimatum” to see if Élisabeth would be a suitable wife for him). We also know that Horace was one of the very first children to have a republican baptism instead of a religious one, a clear indicator his parents were open to other new ideas regarding babies. Camille does however not appear to have been as huge of a Rousseau stan as some other revolutionaries (in number 55 (December 1790) of Révolutions de France et de Brabant, he does for example write that he no longer idolizes Rousseau ”since he became an aristocrat in his old days,” and even tossed Confessions away in rage, ”in order to not hate the philosopher from Geneva”), the philosopher largely being the one who had advertised for mothers breatfeeding their own children. Also, according to Mette Harder’s Life in Revolutionary France (2020) — ”In practise, it seems that only a minority of parents followed this advice, given the prevalence of wet-nursing in France, particulary in larger cities.”

Finally, my only other speculation here is that since Horace, as shown by Camille’s letter, was sent to the same wet nurse as Danton’s youngest son, maybe it was Georges and Gabrielle who told Lucile and Camille: ”our wet nurse is great, you should send your child there too.” Then it’s also true Paris, like you say, wasn’t exactly the safest and healthiest place for an infant (or anyone!) in the summer of 1792, so it would make sense to want your child out of there for a while. But Lucile of course had a country house to run off to (which, as seen through the diary, she actually did shortly after Horace was sent away) and where we might imagiene she could have easily brought her son as well, so I don’t know if that explanation alone is sufficient enough.

#can’t believe brissot and robespierre still showed up for camille’s wedding after he’d written that about their beloved JJ #horace desmoulins #lucile desmoulins #camille desmoulins #jean jacques rousseau #frev #having to send your child away just three days after giving birth knowing full well there’s a big chance you’ll never see him or her again #sounds tough as hell #sorry lucile #ask

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thunderon · 3 months

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as a purveyor of chicken breast, do you have tips on how to cook it? I have failed so many times and it is the only cut of chicken i can eat for texture reasons. save me chickens georg save me chickens georg

tbh im a shitty cook so im allll about finding easy recipes that require minimum handling from me so i can limit how much i can fuck up a recipe

just for general chicken breast cooking, my two favorite ways is either on the stove top or in a slow cooker. here’s a good stovetop tutorial that’s pretty straightforward and she gives a ton of good tips. and if you’re looking for a general recipe to try out, highly recommended this one i talked about here before!

if anyone has any tips or recipes for anon definitely drop em!

#asks #hopefully this is what you’re looking for?#you’ll have to let me know how it goes!#my roommate airfries her chicken and she seems to enjoy it that way #so that’s another option

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oplishin · 6 months

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In elementary school, we had an activity where everyone sat in a circle and we were supposed to say "hello" to the next person in a "different language," and the other Chinese person said "你好" to me deliberately and correctly and everyone laughed a little, and that made me burn with so much shame and humiliation, and the next day i said "nihao" with a guttural, grating American accent and glared at him, willing him to do the same, so we could both be normal, be a little less intentional in our heritage, but he just looked at me and kept saying "你好" for the rest of the school year, and I was so angry at him, as if he could infect me with my own foreign-ness, and now when I think about this, I want to cry about all the ways I willingly threw away my culture until there was nothing left.

These days, the syllables don't come out right even when I try so hard I choke on my own American accent.

#been a while since i've made a post like this #writing #i was just thinking yesterday that my roommate said she pronounced muslim correctly and it meant the world to her muslim friend #and that i've never asked anyone to pronounce anything in chinese correctly my entire life #that no one's ever tried; that i've warped chinese words to make them better for american ears #I’m not great at writing but you’ll have to believe me regardless

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thevaudevillescene · 9 months

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Yesterday, while talking about my serving job, my office coworker said, “You ever feel like you’re in a Broadway show, like it’s just the same thing repeating night after night?” I said, “Absolutely. There’s a song in the Beetlejuice musical where he goes, ‘I do this bullshit, like, eight times a week,’ and I swear I think of it every single day on my way to work.”

A couple of weeks ago a woman at one of my tables asked if I’m “in the theater” and I said no, and she was like, “oh, you just seem like you have that personality.” I don’t need to join the local theater, ma’am, I already act for a living at this job. You’re simply seeing through the cracks in my carefully crafted but summer-worn worksona. I said to my coworker, “I was just assigned theater kid by this woman,” and they said, “She probably clocked that you’re gay but she’s too straight to realize it so she was like, ‘She must…do theater.’”

#so don’t be freaked. stay in your seats. i do this bullshit like eight times a week.#so just relax; you’ll be fine. drink your $50 wine and take a breath.#<- truly me whenever customers start getting pissed about fucking anything #my patience is wearing SO thin which is how i know it’s august #last week i let a table know their food was on its way and asked if they needed anything before it came out #and the guy goes ‘yeah when’s our food coming?’ i was like ‘..AS I SAID-’#last night a woman asked if she could sub out pasta for a vegetable and i said ya the options are blah blah blah #she was like ‘a veggie sauté? what’s that?’ i said ‘it’s a mix of vegetables.’ ‘but what’s in it?’#i just flipped her menu over while holding eye contact with her and pointed to the description on the menu #my other favorite: can i get you anything else to drink besides water? coke diet coke sprite iced tea lemonade club soda?#‘can i have a root beer?’ ‘do u guys have dr. pepper?’#……#COKE. DIET COKE. SPRITE. ICED TEA-#‘oh okay i’ll have a pepsi’#AND I HOPE YOU DIE. I HOPE WE BOTH DIE.

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