#(translated profile under readmore^^^)

[ukgk]

Ghost: Suiren Full name: Suiren Primula Winzer Ghostmaster: Natsumiya Yuzu (A.K.A Suiren /KisumiArisaki/DEFTH)

Initial release: 2003/06/01 Last update: 2013/10/02　 Download: for SSP ＞■, for C.R.O.W ＞■ (language: 🇯🇵 ) [Viewer advisory: download contains mildly suggestive/inappropriate themes (e.g. references to eroge), artist's website contains NSFW/18+ only content]

Profile: Suiren was born to a Japanese mother and a British father. she was primarily raised by her father and grew up in England. she wields a supernatural ability called 'Alias' which means she can transmit herself into the net world and into other people's computers. one time while using that magic ability to surf the web she recieved a bad (denpa) radiowave signal and suddenly became addicted to anime, gaming & manga culture from Japan. Hobbies: listing all the chemical elements of the periodic table from start to finish from memory Fav metal: 75Re (Rhenium)' Fav food: strawberries Dream job: maid cafe Pet: sea otter Fav tool: an engineers try-square Friends: Unyu (they met online) Age: Top Secret VA: Nashimoto Yuuri

[meidokatsu]

Aimery Cénoir: Profile translation

unofficial tl provided by meidokatsu. official website link: https://boysbemaid.jp/

*TL note under readmore regarding weak point

TL Note:

Aimery’s weakness is, as literally written on the website,  “押し・推しに弱い（double meaning)”. The word in question is “oshi”, which is commonly used nowadays as indicating who you support in an idol group, team, etc. A close equivalent would be “stan”. Due to a lack of information, I have kept it in a rather literal sense. There are nuances between the two different kanji notations of oshi, but I don’t want to make incorrect assumptions just yet. By the way, the Japanese in brackets means “(pushing) in a different kind of sense”. A joke on my part on how the website used an English term to describe a rather JP type of wordplay.

[regina-del-cielo]

Hello, can you help in translating hereeee 🙏 https://www.tumblr.com/ xarialore/ 780890616064262144/new-ar-article-states-ferrari-have-gained-up-to-a?source=share

Hi Anon! Sure can!

For context, the article is a mix of analysis for Red Bull, McLaren and Ferrari so I'll translate only the paragraph about Ferrari under the readmore!

What can the Ferrari seen in Bahrain do?

The car took life on medium tyres, in the middle stint Leclerc was able to be 1.5 tenths faster than Piastri, while the new floor gave something close to one tenth of performance, which would me 5 points of downforce. From here they need to start again to understand more and push the SF-25 even higher. Leclerc executed a masterclass during the weekend while Hamilton on Sunday could react showing a decent level of consistency.

In Maranello, the engineers are slowly solving the enigma, while a faulty supply of the gearbox was identified and solved [I remember Lewis had a gearbox problem during testing, not sure if it's the same thing]. Loic Serra is pushing the aerodynamicists, he wants to upgrade the SF-25 in all areas, it has been established there will be a new big package later on. Short term, the team is expecting to progress with small steps while they installed new back brake conducts in the internal design of the car that don't need to be declared and soon a new variation of the rear wing profile, less heavy, will be available. For now they're not looking at the standings, the gap is big, it's very important to go back on the podium soon.

[casteliacityramen]

The pinned post has been updated!

Once again, congrats to Toaster for deciphering most of it! I intended it to be fully translated, but I made the lettering WAY too small!

Changes listed under the readmore:

Story:

ADDED TO THE "STORY SO FAR" "Rio is on the way to Ecruteak City and makes a critical misjudgement on where she ends up. She ends up making another misjudgement, but regarding a God., this time. "

Character Profile:

ADDED TO RIO It’s been revealed that Rio has a grave in Ecruteak City named after her. It lists her as "1ST LT. IKARI RYOH." Good luck getting her to open up about it, though. This is a secret that she will take to another grave, if she has to.

Bonus shitpost for those of you who clicked <3 https://youtu.be/HU96e5o-2d8

[sergeantjessi]

YOU WRITE?? AND I DIDN'T KNOW?? HEAD IN HANDS

Where what huh whdbcbhebfjcmandmfmfmf Share with rhe class (me) If you're comfortable I would love to read it :D

Yes I do <3 And it's not like I hide being a writer, I just don't make a big deal out of it, because I think a little degree of separation is nice. Makes it easier for me to pour my soul into things and then share them on the internet lol.

Anyways, the majority of things I write are in German, but on my sideblog @sergeantscribble I posted like, 3 or 4 buzzfeed unsolved AU oneshots that are in English. (That definitely need some reworking, tho I can't remember if I already edited them. And I should really put them on AO3 already... And maybe revive that blog in general lol). They were also my first attempts at English storys, and I think I didn't do too bad, though I definitely prefer writing in German :'D

I post all my German works on fanfiktion.de (here’s my profile), but since almost all of it is, well, fanfiction, i don't really "advertise" it, since people likely won't be interested in it when they're not in the fandom :'D (Also because there is also the cringy stuff I wrote when I was 13 and definitely lacked experience lol)

Then there's also a ton of stuff that I wrote and never published for various reasons, and I think it's time to share a little something from that. Here’s a little roughly 1k words long TLOZ oneshot I wrote like 2 years ago, that (hopefully) doesn’t require any knowledge of the games/story, just don’t think too hard about any of the names I mention :D (It was originally written in German, but I quickly translated it so anyone who’s curious could read it. I put both versions under the readmore, so just be prepared this post to be like 2k words longer once you click it :D)

It’s a lonely job to save the world

(English)

Panting, Link watched as the last Bokoblin fell dead to the ground whilst sheathing his sword. He had met one troop on the way and already saw the next one in the distance, which fortunately haven’t noticed him yet, as the monsters were gathered around a campfire and seemed busy conversing. Link would have given a lot to sit around a fire with his friends and have a carefree time as well, but he wasn't destined for that. His destiny was to save the world from Ganon. A task he didn't like to do, but which nobody else but him could do.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and began searching the monsters for useful items. This time he was less fortunate with the loot, but he didn't mind. The next wave of enemies was already waiting for him, after all, and would probably reward him plentifully.

Link looked up at the sky and then took a look at his map. It was still a long way to the next town and thus to the next restaurant. If he wanted to get there before midnight, he should leave soon. However, he did not move from the spot. He stared almost absent-mindedly at a point in the grass and only his chest, which rose and fell with each breath, moved. Until Link took a particularly deep breath and sat down under a tree. His sword and shield at his side, he leaned against the trunk and looked up at the sky. Only a streak of orange remained of the day, otherwise the sky was dark blue; he could even see a few stars.

Link wanted to fulfill his task as quickly as possible, but in moments like these, he lacked the strength to do so. He couldn't pinpoint the moment he was told about his fate, the days gradually blurred into one another, but he longed for his old life deeply. When his biggest concerns were how to get the neighbor's chicken off the roof safely, where to hide after smashing some pumpkins with his friends, or how best to avoid Deku Scrubs and Deku Babas or, if there was no other way, defeat them. He never thought that he would one day miss this simple life as much as he did right now. He remembered the tension and nervousness he felt as he set out to fulfil his destiny very well. Back then it was an honour, it was daunting, new and exciting. There wasn't much left of that by now. By now, he was just tired. The fate of the world rested on his shoulders like an almost unbearable burden, but he could only shed that burden once Ganon was defeated. Only then would his life be able to return to its simple, normal state. Though he dreaded that final battle, he couldn't wait for it. He'd had enough of the fighting. He was tired of risking his life every day to protect others. He did the right thing, he knew he did, but it drained him. Even minor tasks, which he only did to please the various citizens of this world, to make their lives easier, or to take away some of their worries, began to tug at him. He would never stop, since their gratitude was a small glimmer of hope in Link's life, but now he also envied them for being able to live the life Link so missed.

But maybe he was just missing someone he could talk to about his fears. He needed to be the brave hero for the people, the hero for whom no task was too difficult, and no monster too threatening. They should feel safe. They should be confident in Link’s ability to save the world. Even if Link himself doubted his success.

Carrying the fate of the world on his shoulders was trying. If Link failed, he would not only lose his own life, he would take so many more innocent people with him. He simply could not fail. However, there was no guarantee that he would win. Link has found himself in tricky situations that he could only barely escape so many times now, he was painfully aware of this fact. But with whom could he share his fears without feeling bad afterwards? Whom could he tell about how often he's stood in front of monsters, and his body screamed to run, but he had to stay and fight? To whom could he admit the many times he was down on the ground and just wanted to give up? There was no one to share this burden with. The world should see him as a hero they can rely on.

All the more he needed moments like this, in which he could take a moment for himself and just breathe. The silence. Nobody who needed his help. No monster he had to defeat. Just relief. It was hard enough for him to relax, because he was constantly reminded of how precious every minute was. Over time, however, Link also learned that he had to allow himself these moments of rest in order to process his fears, worries and experiences, and to give his body the chance to regain the strength it has lost during the various fights. He couldn't risk being inattentive and weakened. It was too dangerous.

Meanwhile, the sun had completely set and Link sat under the tree with his eyes closed and waited until he felt ready to continue his journey. The night was cool, but that didn't bother him. He took it positively, it reduced the likelihood that he would doze off.

Link was only ready to fight again when he heard quick footsteps in the distance. He saw a Hylian running away from two Bokblins and screaming for help. As he got up and grabbed his sword and shield, he glanced at the monster camp in the distance. Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one who noticed the Hylian, so the monsters moved away from their campfire and either looked for the cause of the sudden noise, or immediately took up their weapons. Without hesitating any longer, Link ran, ready to take on any monster and fulfill his duty to protect the citizens of Hyrule.

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(Deutsch)

Keuchend sah Link zu, wie der letzte Bokblin tot zu Boden ging, während er sein Schwert wegsteckte. Er war unterwegs einem Trupp begegnet und sah in der Ferne auch schon den nächsten, welcher ihn glücklicherweise nicht bemerkte, da die Monster versammelt um ein Lagerfeuer saßen und damit beschäftigt schienen, sich zu unterhalten. Link würde einiges dafür geben, jetzt ebenfalls mit seinen Freunden um ein Feuer zu sitzen und eine unbeschwerte Zeit zu haben, aber dafür war er nicht bestimmt. Sein Schicksal war es, die Welt vor Ganon zu retten. Eine Aufgabe, die er nicht gerne tat, die aber niemand außer ihm erledigen konnte.

Er wischte sich mit seinem Handrücken den Schweiß von seiner Stirn und begann, die Monster nach nützlichen Gegenständen zu durchsuchen. Diesmal hatte er weniger Glück mit der Ausbeute, machte sich aber nichts daraus. Die nächste Welle von Feinden wartete bereits auf ihn und würde ihn vermutlich reichlich belohnen.

Link sah hinauf zum Himmel und warf dann einen Blick auf seine Karte. Bis zur nächsten Stadt und somit zur nächsten Gaststätte war es noch ein weiter Weg. Wollte er noch vor Mitternacht dort ankommen, sollte er allmählich aufbrechen. Jedoch bewegte er sich nicht von der Stelle. Er starrte fast schon geistesabwesend auf einen Punkt im Gras und einzig und allein sein Brustkorb, der sich mit jedem Atemzug hob und senkte, bewegte sich. Bis Link einen besonders tiefen Atemzug nahm und sich unter einen Baum setzte. Sein Schwert und Schild griffbereit neben sich, lehnte er sich am Stamm an und schaute in den Himmel. Nur ein oranger Strich war noch vom Tag übrig, sonst war der Himmel dunkelblau; man konnte sogar schon ein paar Sterne sehen.

Link wollte seine Aufgabe schnellstmöglich erfüllen, aber in Momenten wie solchen fehlte ihm die Kraft dazu. Er konnte nicht mehr genau sagen, wann ihm sein Schicksal mitgeteilt wurde, die Tage waren mit der Zeit ineinander verschwommen, aber er sehnte sich sehr nach seinem alten Leben. Als seine größten Sorgen waren, wie er das Huhn vom Nachbarn sicher vom Dach bekam, wo er sich verstecken sollte, nachdem er mit seinen Freunden ein paar Kürbisse zerschlagen hat, oder wie er am besten Dekus und Dekuranhas aus dem Weg gehen oder sie, wenn keine andere Möglichkeit bestand, besiegen konnte. Er hätte nie gedacht, dass er dieses einfache Leben irgendwann so sehr missen würde, wie er es gerade tat. Er erinnerte sich noch gut an die Anspannung und Nervosität, die er spürte, als er sich damals auf den Weg machte, sein Schicksal zu erfüllen. Damals war es für eine Ehre, respekteinflößend, neu und aufregend. Mittlerweile war davon nicht mehr viel übrig. Mittlerweile war er nur noch müde. Das Schicksal der Welt lag wie eine kaum noch tragbare Last auf seinen Schultern, aber er konnte diese Last erst dann loswerden, wenn Ganon besiegt war. Erst dann würde sein Leben zur Normalität zurückkehren können. Obwohl er sich vor diesem finalen Kampf fürchtete, konnte er ihn kaum abwarten. Er hatte genug von den Kämpfen. Er hatte genug davon, Tag für Tag sein Leben aufs Spiel zu setzen, um andere zu beschützen. Er tat zwar das Richtige, aber es laugte ihn aus. Selbst kleinere Aufgaben, die er nur erledigte, um den verschiedenen Bewohnern dieser Welt einen Gefallen zu tun, ihre Leben zu erleichtern oder ihnen einen Teil ihrer Sorgen zu nehmen, begannen an ihm zu zerren. Er würde nie damit aufhören, da ihre Dankbarkeit kleine Lichtblicke in Links Leben waren, aber mittlerweile beneidete er sie auch darum, dass sie das Leben führen konnten, welches Link so fehlte.

Vielleicht fehlte ihm aber auch nur jemand, dem er seine Sorgen anvertrauen konnte. Für die Völker musste er der tapfere Held sein, dem keine Aufgabe zu schwer und kein Monster zu bedrohlich war. Sie sollten sich sicher fühlen. Sie sollten wissen, dass Link es schaffen würde, sie alle zu retten. Selbst, wenn Link daran zweifelte.

Das Schicksal der Welt in der Hand zu haben, war belastend. Würde Link scheitern, würde er nicht nur sein Leben lassen, er würde so viele mehr mit sich ins Verderben stürzen. Er konnte einfach nicht versagen. Jedoch gab es keine Garantie dafür, dass er siegen würde. Link befand sich schon so oft in brenzligen Situationen, aus denen er fast nicht mehr herausgekommen wäre, dass er sich dieser Tatsache schmerzlich bewusst war. Aber mit wem konnte er seine Ängste guten Gewissens teilen? Wem sollte er davon erzählen, wie oft er schon vor Monstern stand und alles in ihm danach schrie, wegzurennen, er aber bleiben und kämpfen musste? Wem konnte er anvertrauen, dass er schon oft auf dem Boden lag und einfach aufgeben wollte? Es gab niemanden, mit dem er diese Last teilen konnte. Die Welt sollte ihn als einen Helden sehen, auf den sie sich verlassen kann.

Umso mehr brauchte er Augenblicke wie diese, in denen er aufatmen konnte. Die Stille. Niemand, der seine Hilfe brauchte. Kein Monster, welches er besiegen musste. Es fiel ihm schwer genug, sich zu entspannen, da er ständig im Hinterkopf hatte, wie kostbar jede Minute war. Mit der Zeit lernte Link jedoch auch, dass er sich diese Momente der Ruhe gestatten musste, um seine Ängste, Sorgen und Erlebnisse zu verarbeiten, und damit sein Körper neue Kraft schöpfen konnte. Er konnte es nicht riskieren, unaufmerksam und geschwächt zu sein. Es war zu gefährlich.

Mittlerweile war die Sonne komplett untergegangen und Link saß mit geschlossenen Augen unter dem Baum und wartete darauf, dass er sich in der Lage fühlte, loszugehen. Die Nacht war kühl, aber dies störte ihn nicht. Er sah es positiv, dies verringerte die Wahrscheinlichkeit, dass er wegdösen würde.

Link war erst wieder in Kampfbereitschaft, als er schnelle Schritte in der Ferne hörte. Er erblickte eine Hylianerin, welche vor zwei Bokblins wegrannte und kurz darauf um Hilfe schrie. Während er aufstand und nach seinem Schwert und seinem Schild griff, schaute er kurz zu dem Monsterlager in der Ferne. Leider war er nicht der einzige, der auf die Hylianerin aufmerksam wurde, so entfernten sich die Monster von ihrem Lagerfeuer und suchten entweder die Ursache für die plötzlichen Geräusche, oder nahmen direkt ihre Waffen in die Hand. Ohne noch länger zu zögern, rannte Link los, bereit, es mit sämtlichen Ungeheuern aufzunehmen und seine Pflicht, die Bürger von Hyrule zu schützen, zu erfüllen.