#grimping him

[dumblesacredcowwhoresteak]

I have him

[kilfeur]

En soit le fait qu'elle soit excitée à le poursuivre, la pousse à ne pas repousser l'idée de déclarer ses sentiments envers Iruma. Elle veut qu'Iruma grimpe les échelons pour qu'il soit son égal et ainsi déclarer son amour. Mais de l'autre, elle veut monter en grade pour éviter ce moment précis. Là maintenant, elle ressent tout un tas d'émotions, elle est contente mais de l'autre elle a du mal à les contrôler. Elle veut être avec lui, elle veut l'embrasser. Et JE veux les voir s'embrasser mais ils vont être interrompu c'est sûr.

The fact that she is excited to pursue him pushes her not to put off declaring her feelings for Iruma. She wants Iruma to climb the ranks so that he can be her equal and thus declare her love. But on the other hand, she wants to rise in rank to avoid that very moment. Right now, she is feeling a whole range of emotions. She is happy, but at the same time, she is struggling to control them. She wants to be with him, she wants to kiss him. And I want to see them kiss, but they are bound to be interrupted.

[lesbianbillygibson]

I would never call Gromph by his actual name if i were around him it would always be Gomp, Goop, Griddle, Grimp, Grinch, Grump, & some version until he casts Power Word Kill

[indigolover97]

We Started It

Chapter 5: Rainy Day

WARNING ⚠️: Graphic Fight scene, Blood, Broken Bones

Two Months Later

Taehyung grimpes at the bitter taste of the dandelion brew and smacks his tongue in disgust, “Ew, never again, bleh.”

Yoongi chuckles deeply at Taehyung’s shivers of disgust, snorting as Taehyung gulps down some water to chase the taste away.

“Give me some of your coffee, I need another taste in my mouth.” Taehyung pleads, making grabby hands at Yoongi’s steaming mug. Yoongi holds his precious liquid far away from Taehyung’s hands, his smile wide and gummy as he looks at Taehyung.

“You’ll hate the combination even more, two bitter tastes don’t make a sweet one.” Yoongi counters, smacking Taehyung’s hands away.

Taehyung pouts as he backs away from Yoongi’s personal space, “My morning is ruined now, because I chose a horrible tea to try.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes and takes a sip of his coffee, “Tough shit, let me enjoy my coffee goodness in peace.”

“So mean,” Taehyung pouts, making Yoongi chuckle some more. He sighs and leans back in his chair, enjoying the peaceful moment as he watches the sun rise between the skyscrapers.

“Taehyung-ssi,” Yoongi murmurs quietly, Taehyung hums in question as Yoongi pauses. “What’s keeping you from sleeping? I’m sorry if I'm prying into something personal, but you’ve been here for a while and I don’t think you’ve slept past 5AM. Even if you end the night at 1AM.”

Taehyung lowers his head as he thinks of how to answer, he glances over at Yoongi and only sees kindness in the man’s eyes. He sighs and decides to be honest, “I don’t sleep well, I have nightmares. I’ve had them since I was a kid, doctors have given me pills to help me sleep but they don’t. Nothing works, nothing stops the nightmares from coming. I haven’t bothered taking my pills while I’ve been here, Peakboy forces me to take them.”

“If they aren’t working, then you shouldn’t take them.” Yoongi agreed quietly, he bites his lip and looks at Taehyung cautiously.

Taehyung sighs slouching in his chair, “You can ask. You can ask what I have nightmares about.”

Yoongi turns in his chair to face Taehyung completely, “What haunts your dreams?”

“Everything,” Taehyung answers hoarsely. “My parents left me on the doorstep of the Hwarang Boys, because they wanted their daughter more. I’ve been training under Peakboy’s hand since I was five years old. The first blood I ever shed was at seven years old.”

Taehyung clenched his fists as the memories assaulted his mind, Yoongi reached a hand out and placed it on top of one, bringing him back to the present. He took a shuddering breath and twisted his hand under Yoongi’s until they were palm to palm. Yoongi spread his fingers and interlaced their hands together, Taehyung squeezed it as he found his voice again.

“Peakboy has made it his mission to make me into the ultimate weapon for him. To give him an edge over the other companies in Daegu.” Taehyung scoffed. “He has a tendency to forget that his precious weapon is a person too. I’m not a tool. I’m not a weapon. I hate being the Vante of Daegu, it’s brought me nothing but pain.”

“Who do you want to be?” Yoongi asked, squeezing Taehyung’s hand.

“Just Taehyung, I just want to be Taehyung. I want to abandon my family name, like they abandoned me.” Taehyung said with a sigh, a tear straying down his cheek. “I want to stop feeling so… lonely.”

Yoongi gave no words of comfort and Taehyung was grateful, he didn’t want empty pity words. The solidarity of Yoongi’s hand and his presence next to him in the morning light was enough.

When Namjoon steps into the kitchen for his morning coffee, he breaks the invisible bubble between the two men. Yoongi gently drops Taehyng’s hand and leaves the room to get dressed, Namjoon raises his brow but makes no comment as Taehyung gets up to place their mugs into the sink.

“If we offered you a more permanent contract when your contract is under review next year, would you sign it?” Namjoon asks, crossing his arms while he waits for his coffee to drip into his mug while Taehyung rinses the mugs in the sink.

Taehyung glances over at him, “If it was my choice, Namjoon-ssi, I’d sign it in a heartbeat.”

Namjoon looks over at him in confusion, “Why wouldn’t it be your choice? And call me hyung, I’ve tasted enough of your cooking, we don't need any formalities between us.”

Taehyung smiles softly at him, “Peakboy bought me, hyung. I’m under a soul binding contract with him, I can’t leave without his consent. The only exception is short term contracts like yours.”

“That’s barbaric.” Namjoon sneers, picking up his coffee from the machine. “How do you even break something like that?”

Taehyung shrugs, “Either Peakboy dies by natural causes, or I get married and take someone else’s name.”

“Let me guess, Peakboy has to approve of the marriage before he allows it.” Namjoon muses with a sneer.

“Got it in one, Namjoon-hyung.” Taehyung says, tapping the tip of his nose with a sarcastic wink.

Namjoon looks at him sadly, “I hope our contract lasts as long as it can, Peakboy can’t demand your return until it is.”

Taehyung hummed in agreement and patted Namjoon’s shoulder, “Don’t worry about me, hyung. The man has to die some day, he can’t live forever.”

Namjoon chuckled and patted Taehyung’s shoulder in return before walking out of the kitchen towards his office. Taehyung sighs as he makes his way towards his workstation, trying to will the pang in his heart away. He blinks when he sees Seokjin already in the room sitting at his chair and Hobi nowhere in sight. He’s learned in his time here that Seokjin was much better behaved around that man.

“Where’s your babysitter? I thought you weren’t allowed in here alone since you almost erased all of our hard work with your clumsiness.” Taehyung drawled, dragging his chair away from the table ignoring Seokjin’s yelp inside it. “You’re in my chair.”

Seokjin scoffed as Taehyung leaned over him, “You don’t intimidate me, you’re all talk and no bite.”

Taehyung narrowed his eyes, in no mood to entertain Seokjin’s banter, he grips the man’s shirt collar and tosses him out of the chair. Seokjin grunts as he hits the floor and kicks out at Taehyung’s legs. Taehyung grunts in pain in his shin and sends a swift kick to Seokjin’s side.

“You really don’t want to piss me off today,” Taehyung growls as Seokjin curls up in pain. “I’m not in the mood to hold back.”

“Good,” Seokjin grunts, aiming a kick straight for Taehyung’s crotch that he catches with deft hands. With a firm grip on the man’s ankle, he lifts Seokjin off the ground and tosses him against the doors, causing them to be thrown open.

Taehyung stalks over to Seokjin’s shaking body and yanks him up to hold him by the neck against a nearby wall.

“What fucking death wish do you have?” Taehyung growls, tightening his grip on the man’s neck as he lifts him in the air.

Seokjin choked, his lips bursting red, he kicked at Taheyung’s chest, sending him flying against the wall and dropping his hold on his neck. Before Taehyung can collect himself, Seokjin grabs his left wrist and twists it until the sound of bone breaking sounds in the room. The pain fuels Taehyung to surge forward and headbutt Seokjin straight in the face.

Seokjin pulls back screaming in pain as Taehyung gets to his feet, his left hand cradled against his chest. He stalks over to Seokjin’s whimpering body clutching onto his face and roundhouse kicks him straight in the chest, sending him flying into the living room straight into a glass table, it breaks under his weight. Seokjin lays panting in pain across the broken glass, blood pouring out of his nose, as Taehyung comes over to stand over his head.

“You got lucky with my wrist,” he tells the whimpering man as he hears footsteps pound into the room. “I’ll repay you for it one day.”

Taehyung backs away from Seokjin as two of Namjoon’s guards move to lift him out of the pile of glass. He looks up to see Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hobi in the doorway of Namjoon’s office staring impassively.

“Sorry about your table, I can replace it.” Taehyung apologizes, cupping his broken wrist with his other hand. Yoongi’s eyes bounce down to it and he moves out of the doorway over to him.

“Let’s get that into a cast,” Yoongi says softly, guiding Taehyung out of the room and onto the elevator down to their medical floor.

Yoongi presses the button for the eighteenth floor as Taehyung clutches his wrist in pain, trying to keep his whimpers quiet and stop the flow of tears down his face. Yoongi places a hand on his lower back as the doors open and leads him down the bare hospital walls, he calls a nurse over to them.

Yoongi leans against the wall while Taehyung’s wrist is x-rayed before it starts being placed in a stiff cast after seeing the clean break in his scaphoid.

“At least we taught that bastard how to break bones properly, he could’ve cost you that hand.” Yoongi grumbles, looking over the x-ray as Taehyung’s wrist is being wrapped.

Taehyung sniffs, wincing as the bandages are tightened around his swollen wrist. “I hope I broke his fucking nose.”

Yoongi chuckles, handing Taehyung a tissue to wipe his face, making no comment on the stream of tears across his cheeks and eyelashes. “He’s lucky you didn’t do much worse to him, you were holding back.”

Taehyung scowls at him, “I wasn’t going to kill him! He’s not that much of a bastard.”

“Debatable,” Yoongi counters with a shrug, placing a hand on the back of Taehyung’s neck and rubbing it soothingly. “Now I have an excuse to replace that table, I hated that thing. It was a tripping hazard.”

Taehyung laughs wetly as his wrist is being plastered. Yoongi runs his hand through Taehyung’s hair, keeping some of his mind off of the pain. “I’m surprised Namjoon-hyung hadn’t broken it yet, after seeing how many mugs he breaks.”

Yoongi hums in agreement, “You should see the number of glasses we’ve had to buy for him, I’ve stopped buying him sunglasses altogether.”

Taehyung snickers before breathing a sigh of relief when the nurse stops moving his arm to let the plaster set. “At least it wasn’t my right hand, I’d be completely useless then.”

“What did Seokjin even do? You usually don’t resort to physical violence with him, other than the time he ate your last chocolate bar.” Yoongi teases, pulling Taehyung’s bangs away from his face as he scowls at the memory.

“I was looking forward to that all day and he ate it! Bastard deserved that slap.” Taehyung pouted, “He was sitting in my chair, he knows he’s not allowed to be in my room.”

“He must have escaped Hobi’s eye again, I wish he wasn’t so good at evading us.” Yoongi sighs, catching a stray tear with his thumb from the corner of Taehyung’s eye. “We’ll have to try and put another ankle monitor on him.”

“Maybe I should design one he can’t get out of,” Taehyung muses, as the nurse comes back into the room and starts wrapping his solid cast in a blue waterproof bandage.

“You do that and I’ll kill Peakboy myself to keep you with us,” Yoongi says, smiling softly at Taehyung’s hopeful eyes.

“Save me his head, I want to bowl it down the hallway and watch it splatter against the wall.” Taehyung says cheerily as the nurse slides his arm into a sling and places it over his neck to dangle against his chest.

“Not any of my hallways,” Yoongi grumbles, leading Taehyung out of the room after thanking the nurse. “I’d rather not have a dent in my wall.”

Taehyung giggles as they enter the elevator and rise back up to the penthouse, as the doors slid open they hear the sounds of cooking in the kitchen. They turn the corner to see Hobi at work in the kitchen with pots across the stove.

He glances over at Taehyung and looks sternly at him, “I hope you know that I’m extremely angry at you.”

Taehyung blinks and opens his mouth to apologize but Hobi cuts him off.

“Couldn’t you have waited one more day! It was your turn to make dinner tonight and now I have to make it! Tomorrow is take out night, it would have been perfectly timed!” Hobi screeches, waving his chef knife as he speaks.

Taehyung bursts out into hysterical laughter and clutches his stomach at the force of it. Hobi only keeps his stern face for all of five seconds before he’s joining in Taehyung’s laughter. Yoongi shakes his head as he passes the pair and starts helping Hobi in the kitchen.

“Hyung, it’s not your night!” Hobi protests, trying to shoo Yoongi out of the kitchen while Taehyung sits down at the counter still chuckling.

“We’re a man down, we’ll both do it tonight.” Yoongi dismisses, swatting Hobi away as he rolls his sleeves up. “Maybe now Seokjin will think twice before running his smart mouth.”

Taehyung scoffed and rolled his eyes, “I doubt it.”

“One can dream,” Hobi commented with a roll of his eyes, joining Yoongi’s side and moving to help him finish the dinner he started.

Namjoon wandered into the kitchen and sat down next to Taehyung at the barstools, having been forbidden from helping in the kitchen since he set the microwave on fire. They watched in silence as Hobi and Yoongi moved between the pots and the smells of their cooking filled the air.

[thetoadfan]

Here's one I've been wanting to get into for a while, SigArle, i have a lot by the way, mostly thanks to them being my puyo otp:

-The moment Arle started seeing Sig as more than just "red handed That Guy" was when he fought Rulue in 15th anniversary and won the fight. The fact that he had the balls to fight Rulue who most other characters wouldn't fight with a ten foot pole even if he wasn't aware that she was Arle's rival and actually won the puyo battle while being way less experienced than Rulue is if we are judging by AI that is, is the moment she ended up starting appreciating him. Meanwhile the moment the same applied to Sig towards Arle is when in chronicles she decided to derail the entire journey in Blueo to go to the bug haven in grimp, just to cheer him up. The fact that she was willing to derail the entire journey just for the sake of cheering him up with something he is very fond of is when he started appreciating her too.

-While Sig isn't the best cook in primp that title goes to Raffina, Klug, Lemres and surprisingly Feli , he does know how to cook curry in order to cheer up Arle and Carbuncle with their favorite food, though sometimes the curry is burned from him fucking up although they still appreciate the effort he did regardless .

-Carbuncle initially didn't appreciate having Sig around with Arle mostly out of jealousy, sometimes even eating bugs out of spite towards him, though eventually he did warm up to him, even if he wouldn't admit it publicly.

-Sometimes the 3 of them go bug hunting, although Arle is hilariously shit at actually catching them, meanwhile Carbuncle does end up having better skills at catching bugs than her.

-This one is mostly bc of Sonic's cameo in ppt2, Sonic ends up often serving as a third wheel to Sig and Arle, often finding himself awkwardly watching both of them be together doing random shit while he's sometimes walking by in primp.

-Salde does end up enjoying having Arle around with Sig bc it means he ends up getting a older sister, even if his pride wouldn't let him admit otherwise.

[demonicrosebushsims]

Amanda Loraine

My entry for Crimson’s Post-apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge by @ladykendalsims Human Age: 32 Sign: Taurus Aspiration: Leader of the Pack Traits: Active, Hotheaded, Self assured Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Queer, basicly, if you’re not male, you’re good.  Weapons of choice: Knifes and guns Role: Muscle/Fighter/scout - People would describ Amanda as a hard ass. She is very direct. - Loyalty comes first. - She will kill for the people she cares about. - She is not much of a technition. She focusses on physical strength. - She has a twin brother named Ryan “Oh for fuck’s sake. Why isn’t my fucking walkie talkie working?” Amanda was born into a militrary family, so as soon as she finished high school she joined the army as well, just like her twin brother, Ryan. With her strong physique and disipline she completed her training rather quickly and was soon send on missions outside of the country. Promotions came quickly, and soon she had several soldiers under her command. They were a close bunch, living by the rule off “Never leave a fellow soldier to die.”. Amanda would do anything to protect them. As soon as the apocalyps hit, Amanda was brought back to protect the towns that were still save. One day one of her officers ordered her and her men to go into a fallen town to find survivors. There had been rumors of a group of rebels called “The Snakes” hoarding food and he wanted to know if they were hiding in that town. While Amanda protested and told her superior that it would be impossible for there to be any survivors, she understood that “An order is an order, Loraine.” She left with her men and soon they arrived at the town. It was clear that her officer had send them on a suicide mission. The town was filled with zombies and one by one the men were killed by these monsters. Amanda could escape, heavily injured, having half of her face ripped off and losing sight in her right eye. After hours of walking back, bleeding from the face, Amanda passed out as the side of the road. Waiting for the Grimp Reaper to take her, she was picked up by the same rebels she was send to kill. The Snakes to her prisoner, first making sure she wasn’t infected. 24 hours passed, nothing happened. The leader of The Snakes questioned her. “Whey were you in that town?” “Why are you wearing an army uniform?” “Are you alone?” “I am alone... all my men died in that town.” She said. “I am... or was with the army. They sent me on a suicide mission.” Amanda knew she had nothing to lose anymore and joined The Snakes. She got the Snake tattoos and now works as fighter and scout. She also realised she had a 3 step personal plan. 1. Find out if my brother is still alive. 2. Find the officer that sent me on a suicide mission and kill him. 3. Survive. During one of her missions her walkie talkie broke down. Unable to find her way back she ran into Crimson. And what happens next? Well, that’s up to you. (I hope you like her and I apologize about my bad English. It’s not my first language and I have dyslexia)

[ry-ra]

Re-Watch: Goblin; The Lonely and Great God Ep. 1

The best drama ever! It’s still my favorite after 4 years. I cried loads and laughed a lot at this heartwarming tale of love and friendship.

The drama had a high budget production, from the set, props and CGI and along with the great casting, made this drama into the favorite it was. It became the highest rating drama for tvN with the last episode reaching 20% viewership.

I will review only episode 1, but will add additional information for context (I binged the whole series and watched the 2 episode special again XD). 

Kim Shin (Gong Yoo) is a General, betrayed by his king and killed by his own sword, became a Goblin as a punishment from God, left to wander the earth, immortal and lonely. Only the Goblin’s bride can take out the sword and return him to nothingness. He saw his sister being killed in front of him and all his men slain by the King, the King whom he considered his friend and whom he protected on many battlefields. 

Jin Eun Tak’s mother visits an old lady (Lee El) everyday on a bridge. The old lady tells her the story of the Goblin and that she’s the Goblin’s bride, she laughs it off and the old lady tells her, when she finds herself on the brink of dead, to pray and plead with all her might, that a kind God might be listening to her plea. She leaves the crazy old lady and gets hit by a car and left for dead (when you find out who’s responsible, it’s just heartbreaking). She pleads with all her might and the Goblin, a drunk Goblin hears her plea and goes to her. She begs for him to save her baby and he saves her life and the baby’s. The Goblin’s Bride was born and named, Jin Eun Tak. Jin Eun Tak (Kim Go Eun) lived with her mother until the age of 9 and she could see ghosts and grim reapers. It was her 9th birthday and she arrived home to her mother with a birthday cake, but her mother was a ghost. This scene was so heartbreaking. The old lady appears to save her from the grim reaper and tells her to go live with her aunt.

The Grimp Reaper (Lee Dong Wook) was assigned to collect the mother and baby’s soul, but since the Goblin saved her, they became special cases and when Jin Eun Tak turned 9, he saw her again when he went to collect her mother’s soul, but since she was a baby, had no name and therefore he could not collect her soul that day. The old lady told him to bring a name card with her name, if not, he needed to leave. They consider these cases as Special Cases. Also, after re-watching this drama and special again, I still did not catch on to the subtle hint at his wardrobe and I feel stupid.

Jin Euk Tak did not have a good childhood. Her aunt abused her and tormented her for her mother’s bank books (she doesn’t know about this, but she will find them later in the drama and the how is so heartbreaking, but also pure) and at school she was an outcast, but a good student, but instead of having a good teacher, the teacher was also mean to her (she gets scolded later on, don’t worry). Since she can see ghosts, they surround her all the time and she can’t have peace. One ghosts stays with her until she’s 29 and every chance she gets, tries to get Jin Eun Tak to leave with her, it’s funny, but she was a good ghost, but all the ghosts feared Kim Shin and would apologize whenever he would show up or hide in fear, super funny.

On her 19th birthday she goes to the beach with a birthday cake and starts wishing hard for a job, to leave her aunt and find a boyfriend. The Goblin who is in the field of buckwheat (The place where he was laid to rest and cursed, he visits there regularly), hears her wish and when she blows out the candles, he sees smoke around him and he appears behind her. She summoned him and he wants to know how. They have locked eyes before when she was going home from school and she thinks he’s a ghost and then asks him for the flowers he’s holding, since it’s her birthday (the meaning is “lovers”). She wants him to grant her wishes and he tells her to find a job at a chicken place and leaves her. She tries to find a job, but they all reject her and she’s angry, she figures that when she blows out a fire (candle and a lighter is most used in the drama), he appears and professes his love to him (super cute), he dismisses her, but she is persistent. She knows now how to summon him.

The Grimp Reaper moves into the Goblin’s house, since the nephew (Yook Sung Jae) did this behind his grandpa’s back and Kim Shin’s back. The family has taken care of the Kim Shin after he became a Goblin for generations now. The grandpa still overseas things, but the nephew takes care of Kim Shin’s house and whatever he may need. He calls them Uncle and Uncle Reaper, so cute. Kim Shin recently came back to Korea and finds a Grim Reaper in his house. They fight like cats and dogs, but they also have the best bromance ever and each episode they had so many funny scenes. I recommend to watch The Goblin Special, they have so many behind the scenes of them and even dedicate a montage with a romantic song (super cute), Lee Dong Wook who was the narrator for the special even mentioned why it’s a romantic song (super cute!). The 3 of them had the best scenes and improvised a lot of scenes. Lee Dong Wook is the best at ad libs and his smile and laugh makes me feel so happy. I think I’ve professed my love for him every time I can <3 Hahahaha. In the end their friendship was the most special.

The Grim Reaper is happy that Ji Eun Tak appeared, since that means the Goblin can leave and give him peace. He has a peculiar sleeping habit (but it’s cute) and Kim Shin always disturbs him. Ji Eun Tak summoned him again and tells him she knows he’s a Goblin and that she’s his bride and shows him the Goblin’s Bride birthmark, but he says some harsh words to her, since he doesn’t believer her and leaves through a door (one of his powers is, he can travel through doors to places he wants to go to) into Canada and Jin Eun Tak follows him through the door and finds herself with him in Canada and he’s surprised and caught off guard that she managed to follow him.

So concludes episode 1.

I can not stress enough how beautifully told this drama is. It’s from the same writer that wrote Secret Garden, Heirs, Descendants of the Sun and Mr. Sunshine (these are all her drama’s I’ve watched). I see a pattern in her writings. Heirs, who was sad and did not have a happy ending for the older brother, she then wrote Descendants of the Sun who had the lead nearly die and at the end nearly killed him off for good, in Goblin killed off the Goblin first and when he comes back and he and Jin Euk Tak marry each other, he kills Jin Euk Tak (sorry for this spoiler, but she’s fine) and in Mr. Sunshine, kills off Mr. Sunshine after everything they went through together! She’s good at writing a sad love story, but for me Goblin is the best written one. All the souls The Grim Reaper had to lead to the afterlife, the love story between the Goblin and his bride, the grim reaper and Sunny. I’ve had many battles with tvN, but they also had some of my favorite dramas and this is my Number 1 drama.

I can keep on going on and on, but I will only recap episode 1.

This drama is A+

[oomoxforfunandprofit]

GRIMP: I thought you said you weren't afraid of the FCA. FROOL: I lied. 

awww relationship drama between these dudes.

[obscurewatch]

[PARIS LORE] I found unused interactions for Luna

In the game files I found unused voicelines for Luna that seem like they're interactions with the playable heroes that you can't hear in game for now as far as I know. So, since these can't be heard in game at the moment, this technically constitutes a leak, right? I hope we don't get banned for this :S 

Video made by Discord user Snowflake#5979 from my discord server !

- Déjà de retour, Mme Guillard ? Contente de vous voir.

- Vous demandez souvent « Les Saisons de l’amour ». Ce titre doit avoir de l’importance pour vous.

- Vous me rappelez quelqu’un. Un autre moine, qui était venu me voir chanter.

- Bonjour, cousin. Le chat grimpe sur le mur et scrute.

- Le cabaret Luna est un havre où les omniaques peuvent être eux-mêmes.

- Quelle rareté ! Je n’avais jamais vu une créature comme vous.

- Oh, qu’il est mignon.

- (amusée) Vil flatteur.

- Si vous continuez à me regarder comme ça, je vais devoir vous demander de partir.

- La sortie est par là, très chère.

- Un cow-boy ! Je n’en avais vu que dans des films. Vous êtes loin de chez vous, dites-moi.

- C’est rare de rencontrer un humain que la réussite d'un omniaque ne trouble pas. - Je ne vous effraie pas, au moins ?

- Vous me dévisagez, ma jolie. Vous aimez ce que vous voyez ?

Here's the translation and my guess as to who she's saying these to

- Back already Mme Guillard ? Happy to see you (to Widowmaker)

- You often ask for « Les Saisons de l'amour » (The Seasons of love). This song must mean something to you. (to Widowmaker?)

- You remind me of someone. Another monk, who came to hear me sing. (to Zenyatta, about Mondatta)

- Good day cousin. The cat climbs on the wall and watches. (Cousin? This sounds like a secret phrase with a hidden meaning, this is not a french saying)

- Cabaret Luna is a haven where omnics can be themselves. (???)

- Such rarity ! I've never seen a creature like you. (to Winston/Hammond or a future hero?)

- Aw, he is so sweet. (to Hammond in response to something Hammond had his mech say for him?)

- Oh you flatterer (addressed to a man). (to Reinhardt? Maybe McCree?)

- If you keep on looking at me this way, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. (to Zarya? Maybe Torbjörn?)

- The exit is right this way, my dear (addressed to a woman). (Zarya?)

- A cow-boy ! I've only ever seen cowboys in movies. You're far from home, aren't you. (to McCree)

- It is so rare to meet a human unfazed by a successful omnic. I am not scaring you, right ? (Genji?)

- You're staring at me, gorgeous(addressed to a woman). Do you like what you see ? (???)

As far as I can tell, the heroes involved in those interactions don't have voicelines to go with Luna's but if someone out there has access to the gamefiles as well, feel free to make sure ! Together we are strong !

So Mondatta came to see Luna. She sounds like a proud advocate for omnic rights, it makes sense that Mondatta met her. Perhaps she's part of whatever movement Mondatta was the leader of. Her cabaret seems to be a refuge for omnic revolutionaries too, I wonder if the revolutionary movement of Paris is part of something bigger, something that might be linked to whatever Mondatta was doing.

Widowmaker is a regular there apparently, she seems to always ask for the same love song, perhaps her and Gérard's favorite, proof that she still has feelings for him and is mourning him, her own way. In Masquerade, before heading to Monaco, she was in Paris. She took a flight from Paris to Nice as the boarding pass in Château Guillard indicates, Masquerade took place during the winter time (the carnival in Venice happens in February) so apparently she spends the winter in Paris and she goes to Luna's Cabaret quite often to listen to the same song over and over again. Poor Amélie.

I wonder who the "rare creature" is. I doubt it's Winston. There isn't a lot of super-intelligent talking gorillas/scientists out there (I assume) but he was part of Overwatch and as such he probably got such a media exposure that anyone would instantly recognize him. It could be Hammond, but "creature" doesn't feel right. He's very clearly an animal not a "creature". An animal 10 times the normal size he should have but an animal still. Perhaps this voiceline is for a future hero, one that would better fit this creature description.

I wonder who Luna is calling "cousin" too. An omnic? She would probably call him brother. Cousin sounds like she considers that person as part of her "family" but they're not that close, so perhaps a pro-omnic human? Either way, this person seems to be in on a secret Luna has, this cat stuff is suspicious.

Luna has 4 voicelines about cats.

- Good day cousin (addressed to a man). The cat climbs on the wall and watches. (unused)

- The cat climbs on the wall and watches. From this height he's not afraid to fall.

- If you followed the cat, you're in the right place my friends.

- Like a cat, one can tame me and I always land on my feet.

On the left, real promotional poster for the cabaret Le Chat Noir from 1896, on the right a poster that can be seen in Luna's cabaret as well as in the bakery.

I wonder what the arrow near the omnic cat's tail could mean. Maybe it has to do with the whole "following the cat" thing. Maybe you have to follow the arrow on the poster to get somewhere secret.

Following the cat, a cat watching from up high, climbing the wall, this all sounds like the type of things a secret society would say. Coded phrases. It makes all the more sense when you take into account the omnic revolution that is brewing.

https://playoverwatch.com/en-us/news/22904915

"Expect traffic delays and increased security presence near the Maison Marat over the weekend. A grand gala is being held to celebrate the recent passage of controversial omnic rights legislation."

You better believe this new omnic rights legislation isn't the kind that grants omnics any more rights, very likely the opposite. Otherwise, why would omnics organize themselves in secret revolutionary groups?

"Paris is a city of hidden gems, search out the speakeasies and hidden places as you roam the city. The right word might get you into a place you never knew existed. "

Maybe "the right word" has to do with cats. And mustn't be told to the door with all the graffitis, but to Luna directly? I can't think of a voiceline involving cats, or of anyone from our current roster of heroes who would feel like joining omnic revolutionaries. Well, except Sombra maybe. Ultimately, I think we're on the wrong track if we think using voicelines in different parts of the map will get us anywhere.

Back in the day, on Dorado, Bastion used to have a special voiceline when he would get close to a screen showing that the system had been hacked by Sombra as if he had gotten hacked as well. That was neat. Perhaps some heroes have special voicelines after they played a song on the piano or after they interacted with Luna or the door in a certain way. Time will tell I'm sure. Someone is bound to randomly notice something , like always.

Seeing as how those interactions Luna has with heroes haven't made their way into the game for now, I wouldn't be surprised if whatever the developers are teasing about the map won't be added to Paris until a further patch !

Bonus lore :

The police woman's voice that can be heard around the police station has 12 voicelines, 6 are just pure walkie talkie static and the other 6 are :

-Toutes les unités disponibles à l'Hotel Beau Ciel. Une cellule de la résistance omniaque s'y cache. Soyez prudents.

-Code 5. Suspect Jamison Fawkes repéré. A toutes les unités disponibles.

-Suspect repéré dans la librairie Carpentier. Voss, omniaque féminin d'1m60.

-Code 5. Suspect Mako Rutledge repéré. Le suspect n'est pas seul.

-Agent Bilodeau, répondez.

-Prêt

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-All units available to the Beau Ciel Hotel. A pocket of omnic resistance is hiding there. Be careful.

-Code 5. Suspect Jamison Fawkes spotted. To all available units.

-Suspect spotted inside the Carpentier bookstore. Voss, female omnic, 1m60.

-Code 5. Suspect Mako Rutledge spotted. The suspect is not alone.

-Agent Bilodeau, respond.

-Ready

Voss means fox in northern german. What a fantastic name. So badass and unique. Maybe she's the female omnic whose mugshot we can see in the police station

The bottom right one has a cross? That’s odd

Bilodeau is a french family name that comes from the name Billaud which may come from germanic word Biliwald meaning (likeable, gentle).

The french police seems to be using this system of communication so Code 5 simply means "Relay this information".

They're smart enough NOT to get too close to Junkrat and Roadhog, they're just relaying the information of their presence ^^

That's all I have for today !

If you enjoyed this and want to join the discussion and go on a hunt for clues, feel free to join my discord server !

https://discord.gg/SkVvhJN

A thousand thanks to Snowflake for making the video !

I hope I didn't do a major oopsie by revealing these unused voicelines and spoiled something :S

[douxreviews]

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine - ‘Bar Association’ Review

Quark: "Don’t 'Brother' me. In this bar, you’re not my brother. You’re my employee. And employees have no right to question the management’s decisions." Rom: "If you don’t rescind the pay cuts, you’re – you’re going to regret it." Quark: "The only thing I regret is not being an only child."

The episode in which the writers take several huge steps for Rom.

Rom is sick, but he doesn’t dare take off any time to go seek help – at least not until he faints in his brother’s bar. This despite the fact that it’s very quiet at Quark’s, as the Bajoran time of cleansing (basically Lent) is going on. The Bajorans take their rituals very seriously, so few customers are coming to Quark’s for a good time.

Bashir treats Rom and scolds him for not having come in sooner. Rom says he couldn’t take time off; time off for illness is not permitted in a Ferengi contract. Bashir suggests that Rom needs a better contract, and that the way to get a better contract is to create a union. Bashir's comment may be casual, but Rom takes it to heart; he has long resented his brother’s treatment of him. Then Rom puts it into practice when Quark decides (his excuse being the loss of profits due to Bajoran Lent) to cut everyone’s pay. Rom calls together the workers, and they organize a union. It’s great to see how revolutionary this is for the Ferengi; even saying the word “union” makes them queasy. First, they have all been trained to believe that they will at some point be the exploiter; second, they know that unions are strictly verboten on Ferenginar. Of course, they’re not on Ferenginar.

By the way, Quark does sort of have a point. The bar is almost empty, and an empty bar can’t run indefinitely with a full staff. On the other hand, I assume that Quark must have been aware of Bajoran Lent. He should have given some people leave for the period or used the time for renovations, or rented out the space for some other purpose. He was being a bad businessman and that’s not like Quark. So the workers were probably right in suspecting that Quark was just using Bajoran Lent as an excuse to improve his bottom line.

So, Rom and the rest of Quark’s workers go on strike, supported by some people on the station, particularly O’Brien and Bashir. I thought it was an interesting twist, to have the strikers pay people for not patronizing Quark’s. I also very much enjoyed Odo’s attitude. As a creature who loves order, he doesn’t like strikes, as he understands they are messy and mobbish. But Sisko has given strict orders that Odo is not to interfere as long as the strikers allow the customers to enter when they try a second time.

Brunt from the FCA arrives, not to help Quark so much as to protect Ferenginar culture. Brunt tries talking to the workers, and his threats unnerve at least one of the Ferengis, Frool, who drops to his knees. Brunt has no power over the non Ferengis, and most of the Ferengis realize that they have nothing in their bank accounts so they have nothing to lose. Still, being threatened is scary, and not everyone can handle it.

Furthermore, the threat is real. It may seem ironic (Brunt calls it so) that Brunt has Quark harmed, but it makes sense. Not only is Quark close to Rom, but Quark is the only person on the station who won’t press charges. Quark is terribly injured; he might even have been killed, except for Odo’s intervention. And Quark admits to Rom he is terrified of the FCA. This allows them to finally come to an agreement, to settle the strike, and to dissolve the union, at least officially.

The episode ends with Rom showing up at Quark’s and ordering snail juice. He has decided to work as an engineer; he is choosing no longer to be his brother’s employee – so that they can be brothers. Quark thinks this is a bad decision, but Rom insists he’ll be fine – and then ends by calling Quark “Brother,” as they re-establish their fraternal relationship on a more equal footing.

Title musings: “Bar Association” is the title of the episode, and it has a satisfying double meaning. Its first meaning is with the word Bar as a noun, in other words, an association (union) with respect to a bar (Quark’s). The second meaning uses the word Bar as a verb, in which associations (unions) are barred in Ferengi society.

Bits and pieces

The idea that Rom couldn’t go to Bashir, or at least to someone at the sick bay, is hard to take seriously. Rom wasn’t employed 26 hours a day, and both Quark’s and the sick bay are located on the DS9 Promenade. The sick bay was always staffed, and Bashir and Rom both agree that Rom can show up for his next visit before the bar opens.

The word ferengi means foreigner in Persian.

Rom has been giving himself oo-mox, possibly the only reference to masturbation in all of Star Trek. Although I’m not caught up on the more recent series, so perhaps it is just the first.

We learn about two ancestors of Chief O’Brien in this episode: the Irish king, Brian Boru, and the union guy, Sean Aloysius O’Brien, who for some reason was in Pennsylvania instead of Ireland. A descendant must have returned to Ireland, as the chief’s accent is certainly not Pennsylvanian.

One of the more enjoyable scenes takes place between Worf and Odo. Worf, as the former security officer of the Enterprise, has an understandable tendency to criticize security on DS9. Odo is prepared to hit back, and reminds us of two lapses that took place in TNG, on the flagship of the Federation – and that the DS9 space station is an open port with thousands of people on it.

Worf is also frustrated by perpetual mechanical problems on the station, caused by the incompatibilities of Bajoran, Cardassian and Federation technologies, while O’Brien enjoys the challenge.

I liked how the Nausicaans threw knives at each other. More violent than Klingons!

The word Nausicaan is derived from Nausica’a, a character in Homer’s The Odyssey. Aside from the name there is no resemblance, as Nausica’a is a beautiful princess who helps Odysseus when he is washed ashore.

I’m reminded of the quote by Gandhi: “First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.” Note how these steps are part of Rom’s rebellion against Quark’s working conditions.

Another thought on Brunt's attack on Quark: If Quark were dead, Rom would inherit the bar, and he would pay the workers more.

This episode provides huge moves in the series, most obviously for Rom, but also for Leeta, and we see a crack in Ferengi traditions.

I loved how Sisko put pressure on Quark to settle the strike, with all the reminders of how much the Federation does for Quark.

Quotes

Dr. Bashir: How come you get to be High King? Chief O’Brien: I am the direct descendant of King Brian Boru. Besides, it’s my program. OK, I’m wondering if that’s where the name ‘O’Brien’ comes from?

Dr. Bashir: What you people need is a union. … Rom: You don’t understand. Ferengi workers don’t want to stop the exploitation. We want find a way to become the exploiters. Dr. Bashir: Suit yourself. But I don’t see you exploiting anyone.

Quark: It’s either a pay cut or a layoff. You decide.

Grimp: The FCA has ears everywhere. As soon as their lobes get wind of this, we’re all doomed.

O’Brien: You’ll have to strike, mark my words, and when you do, you’ll have to be strong. Rom: Just like Sean O’Brien. O’Brien: exactly. You know he had the biggest funeral in all of Pennsylvania. Rom: Funeral? O’Brien: they fished his body out of the Allegheny River a week before the strike ended.

Rom: Workers of the world, unite. You have nothing to lose but your chains. (Quoting Karl Marx!)

Grimp: What about our accounts on Ferenginar? Rom: If your accounts on Ferenginar were worth anything, you wouldn’t be working as a waiter.

Rom: Remember, in unity there is strength.

Quark: If this strike doesn’t get resolved soon, both you and I are going to be tossed out the nearest airlock. You have to dissolve the union … at least officially.

Quark: But I gave you everything you wanted. Rom: I know. But if the strike taught me anything, it’s that I do a lot better when you’re not around. Don’t worry. I’ll keep your holosuites running and fix your replicators when they’re broken. I think this’ll be really good for our relationship. Quark: I don’t. Rom: Think about it from my point of view. If I keep working for you, all I have to look forward to is waiting for you do die, so I can inherit the bar. Well, I don’t want you to die.

Overall Rating

When this first aired, I was only moderately impressed. I usually prefer episodes with the main characters, and this focused on Rom, who wasn’t a main character, and I wasn’t that impressed with Ferengis. However, this was the big step for Rom, and with retrospect, the episode feels much more important. Also, as I have matured and become more politically aware, I have learned to appreciate deeply the issues addressed in this episode, the bravery shown by the characters – not over-the-top, fantasy bravery, but the sort of bravery people have to rustle up to fight injustice every day – and how well all the facets were portrayed. Four out of four snail juices, straight up.

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Victoria Grossack loves math, Greek mythology, Jane Austen and great storytelling in many forms.

[crykea]

[Image Description: a series of comics of the same trans individual, a light skinned person with black hair. in the first two comics, their hair is long and in the last one they have come to terms more with their gender and gender expression.

comic one: this comic is in black, white, and pink. Titled Age 13 Shell of denial. 1: the focus of the comic is watching his partner take off his shirt and thinking “man i wish i was born a guy...” 2: the man pauses in taking off his shirt to listen to the other person as he says “hypothetically, if i became a boy one day would you still love me?” 3: the partner finishes putting a shirt on and sardonically says “well. if you were a guy you would be making me a (f slur is crossed out). so, hypothetically, i’d kill you. hahah” 4: the other man curls into himself and says “haha yeah i guess. of course, what was i thinking?”

comic two: this comic is black white and cotton candy pink. Titled Age 17 reasonable bargain. 1: the same person talking to his significant other from the comic before. he looks shyly down as he says “so, um, i’m kinda, like, genderfluid? 2: the significant other turns around and says “oh. sorry, wh-- what does that mean?” the person says “it means sometimes I identify as a girl, sometimes i’m a guy, or somewhere in between.” their significant other says “oh. okay.” they seem shocked so they say “r-- really?” 3: the significant other rubs the back of their head and says “but, like-- could you just be a girl most of the time? at least around my family...” 4: the person standing in the doorway slightly shocked. he says “uh. yeah. of course”

comic three: this comic is black white and lavender. Titled age 21 first recognition. 1: the person from the other comics sitting down with a phone in their hand. their long hair has been cut short. they are having a text conversation with their interactions written here as B. A: Hey, so... A: I think I have feelings for you. B: I think i do, too. B: But IDK if I’m ready. A: Sure. B: ...And... 2: the panel shows the phone in his hands. with tears dripping onto the screen. B: i think i might be a guy A: okay B: i’m sorry A: why? 3: the man sitting with their phone held in a limp grimp with their other hand buried in their hair. they are crying. B: does. that bother you? A: why would it? B: IDK B: sorry A: Hey now. 4: the man with his face buried in his hands while someone hugs him tightly. A: stop apologizing. it doesn’t change anything B: ok, sorry A: *hugs* A: doofus

comic four: this comic is in black white and blue with the last panel in full colour backed by the trans pride flag. Titled: age 24 road to acceptance. 1: the man before topless with top surgery scars around his nipples. his hair is long again. he is thinking “I’ve finally had top surgery. Been on T a while too, but... my hips are still too wide... still no facial or much body hair either...and I like having long hair but it still gets me misgendered” 2: someone walks up behind him as he looks at himself in the mirror. he thinks “maybe I should cut my hair. no. I’m so short and effeminate that people would probably just think I’m a butch lesbian. wow... ouch.” 3: the person hugs them from behind. A: Hey, hun. You feelin’ okay? B: yeah... just wondering if i should cut my hair. A: aw, why? i thought you liked your hair? B: I do... but do i look, IDK, too... y’know... 4: the person kisses him on the cheek, making him blush. they say “not at all. you’re my handsome man, no matter what.” End Description]

Part of the trans struggle is having a hard time picturing when you’ll ever feel okay in your own skin. It’s times like this that I gotta remind myself that… I’ve come a long way. And that’s enough to celebrate.

[laftcr]

☁ (if anyone can reform this spook it's Pinkie)

Send ☁ for our muses to watch the clouds together.

          ‘ come on you meanie head!  t here’s no reason for you to be all grimp grump about this! ’she shoved him happily over to the hill and plopped down, staring up at the clouds, it was so peaceful and quiet.‘there’s nothing more than a breath of fresh air. why would you want to make it all cloudy, come, look and watch the clouds with me! you can see alllllll sorts of shapes! ’

[underleaves]

The February sketch request for Ende, who asked me to pick someone from Okhong and offer him a flower crown! 

So here is Naddja and Caireanne ! Caireanne is probably waaaaay too small, but I have a very small cat that climbs on shoulders at home so I have a slightly distorted view of what a respectable sized cat may look like in this kind of situation. X); 

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Le sketch request de Février pour Ende, qui m'a demandé de choisir quelqu'un d'Okhong et de lui offrir une couronne de fleurs ! 

Voici donc Naddja et Caireanne ! Caireanne est probablement beaaaaaucoup trop petite, mais j'ai un chat miniature qui grimpe sur les épaules à la maison, du coup j'ai une vision un peu faussée de ce que donne un chat de taille respectable dans ce genre de situation... X); 

[lil-gremlin-gal]

"I think that there are more people to whom you would immediately try to give soup than there are people who would immediately try to give soup to Tom Holland"

My partner on my grandma instincts, which activate every time I see Tom Holland's sweet baby face.

It's like the opposite of simping

?Grimping??

Look at him!! He needs some soup!!

Some cookies!!

[eandthezs-blog]

Voluntary Vocabulary #1

All the words I didn’t know but wanted to learn while reading: Fates and Furies by Lauren Groff.

1. “The baby was exigent.” p.7 - (adjective, formal)

     pressing, demanding.

2. “So skinny, she was more eel than nixie.” p.9 - (noun)

     (in Germanic mythology) a water sprite.

3. “Antoinette sent away for proselytizing tapes and listened to them with huge earphones and an 8-track beside the pool.” p.13  - proselytize (verb)

     convert or attempt to convert (someone) from one religion, belief, or opinion to another.

4. “He loved the uselessness of all the effort, the ephemerality of the work.” p.20 - ephemeral (adjective)

     lasting for a very short time.

5. “If her were near Gwennie, they’d already have exhausted every mode of intercourse he knew of, even the apocryphal.” p.24 - (adjective)

     of doubtful authorship or authenticity.

6. “During the day, high clerestory windows shifted light one to the next.” p.28 - (noun)

     the upper part of the nave, choir, and transepts of a large church, containing a series of windows. It is clear of the roofs of the aisles and admits light to the central parts of the building.

7. “She stood upon the balcony, inimically mimicking him hiccuping while amicably welcoming him in.” p.35 - inimical (noun)

     tending to obstruct or harm; unfriendly; hostile.

8. “They had begun to accrete stories between them.” p.40 - (verb)

     grow by accumulation or coalescence.

9. “The apartment in the West Village with its perfect garden, tended by that British harridan from upstairs, whose fat thighs, even now, were among the tiger lilies in the window.” p.41 - (noun)

     a strict, bossy, or belligerent old woman.

10. “You know Kristina from our class? Inky hair and, well, zaftig.” p.51 - (adjective)

     (of a woman) having a full, rounded figure; plump.

11. “What’s the word? Eldritch.” p.54 - (adjective)

     weird and sinister or ghostly.

12. “Side by side, Arnie was the pneumatic before and Chollie the punctured after.” p.60 - (adjective)

     containing or operated by air or gas under pressure.

13. “He felt a vertiginous awe.” p.69 - (adjective)

     causing vertigo, especially by being extremely high or steep.

14. “...and Lancelot had twisted entirely around by the time his right shoulder hit the edge of the stair and he was looking at his ostensible pusher looming out of the dark cave mouth at the top...” p.99 - (adjective)

     stated or appearing to be true, but not necessarily so.

15. “His footsteps rocked some locus of pain in Lancelot.” p.99 - (noun)

     a particular position, point, or place.

16. “He couldn’t climb the stairs to the rehearsal space, and it would be an abuse of power to make his dramaturge carry him...” p.100 - (noun)

     a dramatist; a literary editor on the staff of a theater who consults with authors and edits texts.

17. “A fillip of interest down in his always interested fillip.” p.104 - (noun)

     something that acts as a stimulus or boost to an activity.

18. “So until my benighted bones knit themselves to a semblance of solidity, I shall exercise my right to intoxication and bile and mooning.” p.105 - (adjective)

     in a state of pitiful or contemptible intellectual or moral ignorance, typically owing to a lack of opportunity; overtaken by darkness.

19. “He was ridiculous. Lugubrious and pretentious at the same time.” p.106 - (adjective)

     looking or sounding sad and dismal.

20. “Most sensible epistemology I’ve ever heard.” p.110 - (noun)

     the theory of knowledge, especially with regards to its methods, validity, and scope. Epistemology is the investigation in what distinguishes justified belief from opinion.

21. “’Medieval Madonna,’ he said. ‘In gouache. Haloed in gold leaf.’“ p.114 - (noun)

     a method of painting using opaque pigments ground in water and thickened with a gluelike substance.

22. “‘Brank your tongue, witchy-wife,’ he said.” p.119 - (noun)

     a torture device used on women who were found guilty of being noisy, prone to arguments or gossip.

23. “He’d visited his alma mater for a lecture, and the dean had stood and, among other encomiums in his introduction, mentioned that Lancelot’s family had donated the dormitory to the school.” p.121 - encomium (noun)

     a speech or piece of writing that praises someone or something highly.

24. “If there was perfidy, it had the stamp of Antoinette all over it.” p.122 - (noun)

     deceitfulness; untrustworthiness.

25. “He regarded Lancelot for a caesura and finally relaxed into an off-kilter smile.” p.124 - (noun)

      (in Greek and Latin verse) a break between words within a metrical foot.

26. “Leo walking to dawn over the cold seabird ocean, the fresh berries and goat-milk yogurt for breakfast, the tisanes of his own herbs, blue crabs in the black tide pools, going to bed with the whipping winds and rhythm of waves against hard rock.” p.125 - tisane (noun)

     an herbal tea.

27. “Perhaps his rangy body had finally gotten the exercise it needed, especially in light of his enforced celibacy.” p.131 - (adjective)

     (of a person or animal) tall and slim with long, slender limbs.

28. “Last light of day flaring through the window, illuminating the pellucid skin, the fair eyelashes.” p.137 - (adjective)

     translucently clear.

29. “In the deep night, the ice had descended, coating the fields and trees as if in epoxy.” p.141 - (noun)

     an adhesive, plastic, paint, or other material made from a class of synthetic thermosetting polymers containing epoxide groups.

30. “Like a mountaineer, he grimped his way hand over hand back onto the porch, into the house, and lay exhausted on the floor, breathing heavily.” p.141 - grimp (verb)

     climb.

31. “He met the boy at the kitchen door, silently opening it to him, and though there was an unspoken interdiction against their touching, Lancelot couldn’t help himself.” p.144 - (noun)

      the action of prohibiting or forbidding something.

32. “Go presses her ear to the side of the cave, and the lights illumine a chorus of diggers in hard hats who have emerged.” p.156 - (verb)

     light up; brighten.

33. “Minerva garrotes Aphrodite with a laptop charger.” p.160 - garrote (verb)

      kill (someone) by strangulation, typically with an iron collar or a length of wire or cord.

34. “And because the morning was glorious, brimming with chill wind and neon-pink bougainvillea light...” p.162 - (noun)

     an ornamental climbing plant that is widely cultivated in the tropics. The insignificant flowers are surrounded by brightly colored papery bracts that persist on the plant for a long time.

35. “’She’s creating life itself, not just a simulacrum.’” p.165 - (noun)

     an image or representation of someone or something; an unsatisfactory imitation or substitute.

36. “The phone made an ignominious bleep and died.” p.166 - (adjective)

     deserving or causing public disgrace or shame.

37. “The traffic was terrible and he was nearly hit by a peloton of cyclists,  three semitrailers, and a man driving a Segway in the dark.” p.172 - (noun)

     the main field or group of cyclists in a race.

38. “He came into the bathroom in the middle of Mathilde’s ablutions and sat on the side of the tub.” p.187 - ablution (noun)

     the act of washing oneself (often used for humorously formal effect).

39. “He is deformed, crooked, old and sere.” p.192 - (adjective)

     (especially of vegetation) dry or withered.

40. “Light sparked at the edge of his eyesight, which usually augured migraines.” p.200 - augur (verb)

     (of an event or circumstance) portend a good or bad outcome.

41. “Without compunction, he could roll his body on the sea of theirs like a dog rolls on fresh new grass.” p.203 - (noun)

      a feeling of guilt or moral scruple that prevents or follows the doing of something bad.

42. “He counted a slow thousand after the last and looked to see the trail from the moon extruded out of the stopped water, the sand torn up in one long line.” p.203 - extrude (verb)

     thrust or force out.

43. “He looked at her, beamish, teetering.” p.216 - (adjective)

     beaming with happiness, optimism, or anticipation.

44. “She rode at the head of a shining line of black limos like the head raven in a convocation of blackbirds.” p.219 - (noun)

     a large formal assembly of people.

45. “‘Yeah, well, Bridget is to dating Lotto the way a remora is to dating a shark.’“ p.224 - (noun)

     a slender marine fish that attaches itself to large fish by means of a sucker on top of its head; it generally feeds on the host's external parasites.

46. “She felt the joy even through the tiny irritations, the sand flies that bit and the cold that soaked to her bones and the sharp stones on the Maine beach that split her hallux open like a sliced grape and made her limp back to the house they’d borrowed for their wedding day.” p.227 - (noun)

     a person’s big toe.

47. “Their separate selves had elided.” p.228 - elide (verb)

     join together, merge.

48. “Lotto, who was always as labile as a preteen, drove and, hearing a sweet song, burst into tears.” p.228 - (adjective)

      liable to change; easily altered; of or characterized by emotions that are easily aroused or freely expressed, and that tend to alter quickly and spontaneously; emotionally unstable.

49. “Before her rose the Cranach diptych, Adam and Eve with the long thighs, tiny heads, huge feet cold at the knuckles.” p.228 - (noun)

     a painting, especially an altarpiece, on two hinged wooden panels that may be closed like a book.

50. “Her car hit the culvert, brushed up the embankment, vaulted a barb-wire fence, somersaulted.” p.234 - (noun)

     a tunnel carrying a stream or open drain under a road or railroad.

51. “The heifers had moved off, were watching from the shelter of wind-block lindens.” p.234 - linden (noun)

     a deciduous tree with heart-shaped leaves and fragrant yellowish blossoms, native to north temperate regions.

52. “In the demotic, in the key of bougie, it’s the promise of love in old age for all the good girls of the world.” p.235 - (noun)

     ordinary colloquial speech.

53. “Their body like knobby sticks wrapped in vellum.” p.235 - (noun)

     fine parchment made originally from the skin of a calf.

54. “She went off to school and delighted in neatness, the pens with their cartouches, graph paper, the cleanness of orthography.” p.240 - cartouche (noun)

     a carved tablet or drawing representing a scroll with rolled-up ends, used ornamentally or bearing an inscription.

55. “She went off to school and delighted in neatness, the pens with their cartouches, graph paper, the cleanness of orthography.” p.240 - (noun)

     the conventional spelling system of a language.

56. “In the spring after her eleventh birthday, Aurélie came home and found her grandmother in déshabille on the bed.” p.240 - (noun)

     the state of being only partly or scantily clothed.

57. “The boy who sold gas at Stewart’s, with his downy moustache and ability to pump for hours like a lonely derrick on the dry Texas plains.” p.242 - (noun)

     a kind of crane with a movable pivoted arm for moving or lifting heavy weights, especially on a ship; the framework over an oil well or similar boring that holds the drilling machinery.

58. “...a semi-famous poet she and her husband had known from the city, who’d come up to visit her on an impulsive hajj of Lotto grief.” p.242 - (noun)

     the Muslim pilgrimage to Mecca that takes place in the last month of the year, and that all Muslims are expected to make at least once during their lifetime.

59. “She felt ursine. Norwegian.” p.247 - (adjective)

     relating to or resembling bears.

60. “American education being what it is, her teachers took her rococo sentences to be evidence of a prodigious facility with language that she didn’t actually have.” p.261 - (adjective)

     extravagantly or excessively ornate, especially (of music or literature) highly ornamented and florid.

61. “Her uncle looked ill in the golden light, as if his skin were candle tallow, half melted.” p. 263 - (noun)

     a hard fatty substance made from rendered animal fat, used in making candles and soap.

62. “In the kitchen, there was a fruit salad macerating in its own juices.” p.275 - macerate (verb)

     (especially with reference to food) soften or become softened by soaking in a liquid.

63. “Something hot in her began to cool and, in cooling, began to anneal.” p.275 - (verb)

     heat (metal or glass) and allow it to cool slowly, in order to remove internal stresses and toughen it.

64. “’An efficacious solution to all of your problems,’ he said.” p.285 - (adjective)

     (typically of something inanimate or abstract) successful in producing a desired or intended result; effective.

65. “She began to run down the packed dirt lane in its blaze of white sun, her legs swinging good-bye, good-bye, to the ruminants in the Mennonite fields, the June breeze, the wild blue phlox on the bank.” p.286 - ruminant (noun)

     an even-toed ungulate mammal that chews the cud regurgitated from its rumen. The ruminants comprise the cattle, sheep, antelopes, deer, giraffes, and their relatives.

66. “She began to run down the packed dirt lane in its blaze of white sun, her legs swinging good-bye, good-bye, to the ruminants in the Mennonite fields, the June breeze, the wild blue phlox on the bank.” p.286 - (noun)

     a North American plant that typically has dense clusters of colorful scented flowers, widely grown as a rock-garden or border plant.

67. “When she modeled, she pretended to be the kind of girl who felt insouciant in bikinis, who was glad to show her new lace brassiere to the gaping world.” p.287 - (adjective)

     showing a casual lack of concern; indifferent.

68. “She came downstairs to find that God had chewed the kitchen rug, had left a mess of urine on the floor, was looking at her with a bellicose light in her eye.” p.288 - (adjective)

     demonstrating aggression and willingness to fight.

69. “She looked at him, the leonine hair with the gray temples, the magnificent forehead, the soft full lips.” p.294 - (adjective)

     of or resembling a lion or lions.

70. “What people loved most about her husband was how mellifluous their own voices sounded when they echoed back.” p.306 - (adjective)

     (of a voice or words) sweet or musical; pleasant to hear.

71. “For two weeks she perseverated, and at last she went to see him.” p.308 - perseverate (verb)

     repeat or prolong an action, thought, or utterance after the stimulus that prompted it has ceased.

72. “He was on a hospital bed on the deck outside his apartment. All copper and topiary and view.” p.308 - (noun)

     the art or practice of clipping shrubs or trees into ornamental shapes.

73. “It felt like a slow death of debridement, tiny constant bleeds.” p.327 - (noun)

     the removal of damaged tissue or foreign objects from a wound.

74. “He’d left his money to a home for indigent mothers.” p.329 - (adjective)

     poor; needy.

75. “’Chthonic,’ he said, booze letting loose the pretension at his core, which she still found sweet, an allowance for the glory.” p.330 - (adjective)

     concerning, belonging to, or inhabiting the underworld.

76. “’Oh, you dirty autodidact,’ she said, ‘It’s pronounced Ser-see.’“ p.334 - (noun)

     a self-taught person. 

77. “During the years when Lotto felt as if he were getting to be good enough and secure enough, even when he was working constantly, his plays all being published, productions all over the country steadily increasing so that they alone provided a comfortable living, even then he was gadflied by this Phoebe Delmar.” p.334 - gadfly (noun)

     an annoying person, especially one who provokes others into action by criticism.

78. “This character was always played in a terrifying mask, the fixity of which made the soft-spoken character all the more powerful.” p.335 - (noun)

     the state of being unchanging or permanent.

79. “’I can tell you better than anyone in the world, much more than this bombastic self-petard-hoisting leech of a critic, that you are not overrated.’“ p.336 - (noun)

     a small bomb made of a metal or wooden box filled with powder, used to blast down a door or to make a hole in a wall; a kind of firework that explodes with a sharp report.

80. “‘Ever bigger. Ever louder. Jostling for the highest perch in the hegemony.’“ p.342 - (noun)

     leadership or dominance, especially by one country or social group over others.

81. “When Eschatology was performed for the first time, Phoebe Delmar loved it.” p.343 - (noun)

      the part of theology concerned with death, judgment, and the final destiny of the soul and of humankind.

82. “And then she stood and walked into town, and stopped at the Caffè Aurora for cannoli and coffee, and was at Lotto’s room with two aspirin and a glass of water and the food when his eyelashes gave a little flutter and he looked up from whatever dream - unicorns, leprechauns, merry forest bacchanals - to see her sitting beside him.” p.347 - bacchanal (noun)

      an occasion of wild and drunken revelry.

83. “Only a painting ripped from a glossy magazine, Andrea Celesti’s Queen Jezebel Being Punished by Jehu, the lady defenestrated and being gobbled by dogs.” p.349 - defenestrate (verb)

     throw (someone) out of a window; remove or dismiss (someone) from a position of power or authority.

84. “There could be no second act in this little bed play of theirs, just a reprisal of act one, with the characters reversed, no thrilling, messy denouement, and frankly, she wasn’t at all sure what she felt about sticking her face in some other lady’s bits.” p.358 - (noun)

     the final part of a play, movie, or narrative in which the strands of the plot are drawn together and matters are explained or resolved.

85. “Classical composition, three bodies in a dark room, one pouring some unguent from a vase, one sitting, one speaking.” p.362 - (noun)

     a soft greasy or viscous substance used as an ointment or for lubrication.

86. “Naugahyde recliners; a bestiary of modern American life flashing on the television.” p. 367 - (noun)

     a descriptive or anecdotal treatise on various real or mythical kinds of animals, especially a medieval work with a moralizing tone.

87. “Keeping the old dream moribund with these infusions of acting; the old self she thought dead still secretly alive.” p.385 - (adjective)

     (of a person) at the point of death.

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Finnish Landrace goat Beeguh [AUCTION OPEN TO ALL] by kineko

The public  auction for the beeghudlux  just began!  If you want this fine young man, don’t hesitate!

L’enchère du beeghudlux pour tous vient de commencer! Si vous voulez ce brave jeune homme, n’hésitez pas!

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Xoco is starting to think she has some kind of weird curse on her rescue missions. Or that her rescues have both the worse and best luck ever. Worse because, they NEED help and more often than ever QUICK, IMMEDIATE help. Best because Xoco always manage to waltz in their... situation, at the right and often last moment. This young man's rescue wasn't so different. So Xoco had her vision, she opened a portal as close as possible (in the local well. Fortunately, she is a good climber) and found herself in a deep night, surrounded with speechless humans with torches in front of a gigantic straw goat. Straw goat inside which was trapped a scared and angry goat beeguh, in a luxurious costume, straw mask attached to his face and tiny, bright little lights whizzing around him in a panic. And, OF COURSE, while she was untying him, the humans lit the goat on fire. The straw goat. The story end like usual, with a frantic run to the closest water source (the well, again), the throwing of a still scared and still angry goat into the well, and herself following closely. Once they were both in the camp, bundled in warm and dry blankets and they found a common language, the goat only had one explanation: "Could you believe that after all that time among them, it only took a look at my fireflies to convince them I was the Devil?"

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Xoco commence à croire qu'elle a une sorte de malédiction bizarre sur ses sauvetages.

Ou que ses protégés ont à la fois la PIRE et la MEILLEURE chance de leur vie.

La pire parce qu'ils ont BESOIN d'aide et bien souvent une aide RAPIDE et IMMÉDIATE.

La meilleure car Xoco arrive toujours à point nommé, souvent au dernier moment.

Le sauvetage de ce jeune homme ne fit pas exception.

Donc, Xoco a eu sa vision, elle a ouvert un portail aussi près que possible (dans le puit local. Heureusement, elle grimpe bien) et s'est retrouvée en plein coeur de la nuit, entourée d'humains sans voix, mais porteurs de torches et devant un immense bouc de paille.

Bouc de paille dans lequel était prisonnier un bouc beeguh aussi effrayé qu'en colère, vêtu de manière luxueuse, un masque de bouc en paille sur le visage et entouré de petites lumières zappant autour de lui en panique.

Et BIEN SUR, c'est au moment où elle commençait à le détacher que les humains ont allumé le bouc. De paille.

Le reste de l'histoire fut comme d'habitude, avec une course éperdue vers la source d'eau la plus proche (encore une fois: Le puit), le lancé dans le puit du bouc toujours aussi effrayé et en colère, suivit d'elle même.

Une fois qu'ils furent tous les deux au camp, emmitouflés dans des couvertures sèches et chaudes, et qu'ils eurent trouvé un langage commun, le bouc n'eut qu'une seule explication.

"Tu y crois toi, qu'après tout ce temps à vivre avec eux, il leur a fallu un simple regard à mes loupiotes pour qu'ils pensent que je suis le Diable?"