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rosileeduckie · 4 years

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You Raise Me Up

Alternatively: Come On Get Higher

Simon’s tall, but he can still appreciate being picked up. Next up for Tickletober, Day 6: kiss!

SFW. Potential warnings: underage drinking. Love, Simon tickle fic.

Word count: 2,094

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The trampoline in Leah’s backyard got significantly more wobbly after a few rounds of passing a celebratory bottle of start-of-summer wine around. As the evening stretched into night and the bottle of spirits grew lighter, so did the spirits of the gaggle of giggling friends grow lighter, their laughter louder and their truths and dares barely understandable.

One of the few dares that had been clearly relayed in the past ten minutes had been an unspoken group dare to see who, if anyone, could do a backflip on the trampoline. The group had already been sitting around the edge of the trampoline and slumping more heavily against the netting as time passed, leaving the middle and bounciest space open for those brave or tipsy enough to face the dare. Nick stood up first, having hilarious trouble doing so for semi-squiffy clumsiness and for the fact that the trampoline center naturally stretched with age and elasticity. His backflip had been more of a belly flop, but it had been a valiant first attempt. It also reinforced the fact that the trampoline had definitely gotten smaller over the years, Simon and Leah could attest, because backflip contests from just two years earlier would have come with a much lower chance of being kicked in the face. Abby rose next, clutching her stomach with a beaming grin when her backflip ended with her flopped on her back. She scooted to reclaim her place beside Nick when Leah passed her turn. That meant it was Bram’s turn. Being the most sober of the group—how he had ended up in that position, no one could say—and one of the two athletes of the friend group, Bram’s backflip managed a debatably full rotation, even if the landing ended on his knees. When the applause petered out, only Simon was left to attempt the dare. There was…an attempt. Well, he stood up. He bent his knees. And then he fell onto his back, mere inches of scooting and once more with his head in Bram’s lap. Nick teased him, but Leah voiced her sarcastic disappointment for not getting to test out her reflexes when Simon’s long legs would have inevitable albeit accidentally come straight for her head. Simon nudged her leg with his heel to make up for it.

Simon zoned out for the next round because, with his head being in easy reach of Bram’s hands, his hair was getting played with, so he was all but asleep. He jerked out of his grinning doze when Leah returned a kick to his calf. “Ow, what?” he said, lifting his head to meet her smirk.

“Your turn to answer the Truth.” Knowing him well enough to know the blank look he replied with indicated he’d definitely zoned out, she said, “What’s something you miss from being a kid?”

Simon blinked thoughtfully. An oddly sentimental question for so late in the night, probably from Nick, who was a notorious nostalgic drunk. He lamented briefly that he’d missed everyone else’s answers, but he brushed the feeling away to focus on his own so the game could continue. “I miss being carried,” he hummed at last, eyes on the stars far above them. “Like, when I was little, my parents or my older sider would just pick me up and carry me around, you know? You get tossed around, you get hauled from place to place like a sack of potatoes, but it was comforting somehow? I don’t know; I always felt safe when someone carried me.” He gave Nick and Leah a fond light kick to either of their legs. “And even when the three of us were little, and we could all still give each other piggyback rides. I miss that. When puberty made me the tall friend, people sort of stopped assuming I’d want piggyback rides or anything like that.” Realizing he’d been rambling, Simon felt his cheeks go pink. He grabbed Bram’s hand from where it had settled in his hair and covered his face with it. “I don’t know.”

“Aw,” Abby grinned.

“You asked, and I’m drinking,” Simon mumbled, peeking out from beneath Bram’s hand only long enough to stick out his tongue indiscriminately. “You’re not allowed to judge me on this.”

Bram lifted his hand from Simon’s face, revealing the taller boy’s pout. “That’s so cute, Si.”

“You’re so cute,” he retorted, features softening back to a smile when Bram’s fingers returned to their fond carding through his hair.

“Do you want a piggyback ride now, Si?”

Simon’s cheeks easily went pink without help on a regular basis—a fact which he regularly insisted was unfair, especially with how often his boyfriend loved to tease him about it—so, after a few swigs of alcohol in combination with Nick’s question, Simon’s face was practically glowing scarlet. “I’m alright. Thank you for asking though,” he said, trying not to look too overtly like he was hiding his face in Bram’s thigh.

“Come on,” said Abby. “You just went off about it; you should get a piggyback ride.”

“What he should do is take his turn,” Leah yawned. She sat up, pointing a finger at him. “And, I swear to God, if you use your dare to get Bram to kiss you again, you’re uninvited from the trampoline for the night.”

“Aw, really?” Simon said with another more theatric pout in her direction.

Bram snickered. “Believe it or not, you don’t even have to dare me. I’m happy to just kiss you whenever.”

Simon turned to look back at Bram, his face, as ever, beaming and in love as he matched his smile. “Aw, really?”

“Okay, I’m stealing it,” Abby said, grabbing the bottle from the boy beside her. “Nick, I dare you to give Simon a piggyback ride.”

Nick was up in a flash, making the just-settled trampoline floor to jostle and make his friends tip in their seats and laugh as he vaulted over Simon’s legs to reach the netting door. “Let’s go, let’s go!” he grinned.

“Really?” Simon said, smiling incredulously as Bram pushed him up from his lap and Leah hopped over to pull on his arms to get him on his feet as well.

Halfway across the yard already and bouncing in place excitedly, Nick called back, smile in his shout, “Move it, Spier!”

~*~

Simon hadn’t expected it to come up again after tipsy trampoline Truth or Dare.

It came up. Fitting.

He couldn’t say if his friends had rallied to make some kind of Operation: Si to the Sky or if they were working solo in their efforts to make him smile about something so silly. What he could say was that his friends were either devious or very sweet, or both, and they were all resolute in their efforts to lift him as much as possible.

Nick’s attempts were consistently unexpected and successful—certainly more so than the night in Leah’s back yard that had started with a clumsy lap around and ended with the two of them toppled into the grass and clutching their stomachs from how hard they were laughing. The first had been when Simon had been over at Nick’s house one Saturday morning. Nick had asked Simon to get whatever cereal he wanted from the pantry while he gathered the bowls and spoons. Simon had his hand on the top shelf, easily within reach, when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist before he was lifted just enough inches to avoid smacking his head on the ceiling. They’d been laughing after that, too. Naturally, they’d come to find that Nick lifting Simon made for some shocking and hilarious dramatic exits, so that’s where Nick carried him most outside of just Simon dragging his feet about wanting to go somewhere.

After several ineffective bouts of trying to lift Simon for chicken in the pool, Abby and Leah officially teamed up, a declaration that shouldn’t have made Simon as nervous as it did. Apart, he’d get plenty of warning; Abby would always spread her arms to hug him, only to squish her face against his chest and grunt exaggeratedly as she tried to lift him higher than where his toes could still touch the ground, and Leah would tell him to lift his arms and try the same way, the only difference being that she tipped her head back with effort rather than forward. Together, though, they could easily catch him off guard and raise him up with an arm throne or sandwich-hug. One afternoon, in Abby’s backyard this time, the group had been laying in the grass when their hostess suddenly sat up with a loud proclamation of how much she missed Cabaret rehearsal. Simon had rolled his eyes but smilingly obliged when she drug him and Leah to their feet and begged them to help her with just one dance move. Conveniently involving Simon in the middle so they could lift him by his upper arms. Simon tried not to smile too goofily at how serious his friends were about giving him these silly little happy moments around something he’d confessed about while tipsy.

He couldn’t help the smile that grew when, after putting his arms around Leah and Abby, one grabbed his right bicep and the other grabbed his left to lift him off the ground. It wasn’t just being lifted so easily that his legs could actually swing; it was also the fact that Abby’s hand squeezed too near to his armpit. And a stupidly ticklish Simon Spier, head thrown back with a startled cackle, wriggled in their hold until the three of them were all in a heap on the lawn.

Cheeks flushed red as cherries, Simon had ducked his head in thanks and shyness when Bram offered him a hand to stand. His normally beautiful grin paired with the mischievous glint in his eye had Simon blushing hot enough to fry an egg. “You’re ticklish, Simon?”

Much as his friends’ playful and affectionate lifts warmed Simon’s heart, Bram, as always, had his own way of doing things that made Simon’s heart full on skip a beat. He’d started a movie night by lifting Simon bridal-style to carry him across the threshold, a move that had had Simon blushing into his hands long after the first movie had started; the only thing that could persuade him to come out was Bram’s teasing threat that he’d have all the popcorn eaten if Simon didn’t emerge soon. In the basement of his own house, he’d ask for Simon to help him with a workout—to which Simon had agreed but warned that he would be of no help both for having no idea how to spot and for too easily getting distracted by the muscles in Bram’s arms. Apparently, when Bram had said ‘help,’ he didn’t mean ‘spot,’ but ‘act as a curling weight.’ Before Simon could so much as squeak in protest, Bram had him lifted with one arm supporting his shoulders and the other under his knees. Bram had asked him, too, to count his reps, launching into them with a quick but practiced pace. Simon was almost giggling too hard to count aloud, a task that got significantly more difficult when, somewhere after five reps, Bram had paused in the upswing to lean forward and nudge Simon’s tee up with his cheek enough to plant a raspberry on his stomach with each new lift. Bram mercifully set Simon back on his feet after the counting had long stopped and he was laughing too hard to continue his reps, though nowhere near as loudly as Simon had been cackling.

Simon’s favorite of Bram’s lifts was probably the most obvious one. When they kissed, when Bram lifted Simon to sit with his legs around the shorter boyfriend’s waistline, his back against the cool wall and his hands cupping Bram’s warm cheeks. It would have sounded cheesy for Simon to say that that lift could hardly count considering that, any time he and Bram kissed, he already felt like he was floating. And it did sound cheesy when he said it into Bram’s smiling mouth. So cheesy that Bram responded by carrying Simon to his bed, throwing him onto it, and chasing down his tickle spots and giggling lips.

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thestuckylibrary · 5 years

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Anon 1 said: (polyamory)

Hi there! I read a stuckony soulmate identity porn fic a few years back. The team doesn'T know Tonys Iron Man so when you find your soulmate you are unable to lie to them. He learns that Bucky & Steve are his. When Tony is in his armor, Steve says something but tony looks in his direction but thinks of clint's question and is able to lie. Tony doesn't believe in soulmates bc his parents were each others and he watched his mother turn a blind eye to Howard's infidelity since you cant lie to them.

Anon 2 said:

hi ! im looking for a fic i read a while back. it's explicit, and pretty lengthy and modern au i think. basically bucky is steve's assistant, steve's a business man. it starts off with bucky kneeling at steve's desk then to face fucking then to actual sex on steves desk. im trying my best to make it easy to find sorry

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Anon 3 said:

i just lost a fic. bucky worked at stark industries but got recruited to be an avenger and later reveals he’s enhanced. steve and bucky go on an undercover mission as a married couple in a hydra town

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Anon 4 said:

Um I was looking for this fic. It’s Stevebucky and it’s set at a university. Steve is preserum and an art teacher and new so bucky, who is a teacher there, thinks he’s a student and it’s really awkward overall. Bucky’s really worried about having a relationship with a student and a teacher I think even tho Steve’s not a student

Anon 5 said:

Ok so idk if i’ve asked for this before but! i’m looking for a fic where all the avengers are staying at this ski resort? i think? for some reason? everyone’s sleeping in the same room and bucky has a bed and steve’s only in a sleeping bag and he’s so cold, he’s shivering and bucky tells him to come into the bed with him and they do stuff, and then the next morning it turns out tony overheard them and jokes at them for it? sorry if its difficult! thanks!

Anon 6 said:

Hey, I'm looking for a fic I lost, all I can remember is that it's Shrunkyclunks and Steve picks Bucky up at a bar and after they hook-up Steve finds out that Bucky knew who he was the whole time and there's also a bit where Steve reveals he was a sex-worker back in the day. It's a one-shot and I've looked EVERYWHERE and I can't find it. Thanks for the help!

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Anon 7 said:

UGH I've gone through the tags that I can think of looking for this fic- it's one where, near the end, Bucky sends a letter to like a Dear Abby type-thing where he says that he and Steve are engaged, but they can't settle on a date and Bucky fears that Steve doesn't actually want to marry him. Can y'all help me out?

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Anon 8 said:

hi could u help me find a fic ive lost? all i remember is that bucky was in an unhealthy relationship with pierce (who i think was a mob boss or smthn??) and theres a point when bucky keeps trying to find a job, but pierce gets him secretly fired from everyone after a few months of him working so he cant feel independent? thank u !

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Anon 9 said:

hiiii there was this fic awhile ago where all the howlies were platonic soulmates and steve and bucky we're together and it was the cutest thing ever but i cant find it anymore... help

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Anon 10 said:

Hi I’ve been scouring the internet for this fic it’s abo where Steve had a baby (I think a girl) and was pregnant when he went into the ice. He brings Bucky back after the events of TWS and Bucky seems to misunderstand that Steve has someone waiting back at home for him and thinks he’s moved on. There’s a scene I remember where Bucky is essentially like “no way did you leave your kid to go looking for me?” And Steve says it’s their kid sorta thing ...

Anon 11 said: (/others)

hi! i've been looking for this story for ages but i can't find it anywhere. steve and bucky were childhood friends and bucky was in love with steve. it was def mpreg but i can't remember if it was abo as well. at a certain point steve left to go stay with peggy (who was pregnant but has a miscarriage I think). I remember bucky's family was also featured and maybe even sarah. i also think bucky got involved with either rumlow or pierce. sorry if this sounds vague but it's all I remember

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Anon 12 said:

Hey! I’m looking for a fic where Bucky was a stripper I think and Steve was a cop or detective who went to the club he worked at to ask him some questions about a case. I remember Steve takes him to his apartment I think and Bucky only has like a suitcase of clothes. I also think he goes to eat lunch with Steve one day at the precinct but gets embarrassed because sam is there. Thank you!

Anon 13 said:

I can’t find this fanfic anywhere but basically fury forces Bucky to be an avenger by threatening him and Steve, (who is buff but isn’t enhanced or a superhero) and he thinks the avengers are in on it and is scared of them and then they find out about fury because Steve tells them?

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paranoiascreams said:

Hi, i've skimmed through possible tags but I still havent found a fic wherein Steve is a single dad who rarely leaves his office unless it's to have dinner with his daughter. And Bucky is the new tutor of Steve's daughter. It's set in maybe Victorian times? Wanda is a maid who held a bit of feelings for Bucky too.

Anon 14 said:

hey! I was looking for a fic I read a few years ago. All I remember from it was that steve and bucky were on a mission and natasha booked them a room in a love hotel as a joke. Steve thinks bucky wants to go out and grab a girl, but the way he phrased it made bucky think that steve was asking him to have sex. He consents and gets confused when steve starts to leave. They share a bath to not waste water and steve realises bucky consented to him, and then they have some fun

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taylor-ariana · 5 years

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guess who started watching gossip girl yesterday and is now totally addicted? 🤪

welcome back upper east siders,

we hear abby has finally caved and decided to watch gossip girl. definitely took her a few years. but will she find herself more in blair or a serena? will her man be chuck or nate? poor abby, so many decisions in such little time. and who am i? that’s one secret i’ll never tell.

xoxo, gossip girl.

#but in all seriousness...YAY!!!#u have to text me all ur thoughts #abby

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eternalsterekrecs · 6 years

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Hiii could you rec some fics where Derek is Stiles's boss plz. Love this blog by the way you guys do an amazing job :D

Hey! Thank you so much! We actually have a hidden tag for BOSS DEREK you can enjoy but here, have some other recs!

BOSS DEREK

Alpha Magazine ‘Verse by WhoNatural

(AKA, the Ugly Betty AU where Stiles is totally Betty)

Stiles thinks he’s finally getting a break when a job at the sleek, sophisticated, Alpha Magazine opens up - but soon realises he’s not going to be writing anything and instead is playing tutor-slash-babysitter to their new Editor-in-Chief. Derek’s spoiled, grumpy, in way over his head...and so painfully attractive it makes Stiles want to lick his face. So there’s very little choice in the matter.

“Totally not like that,” he maintains, “It’s not like we’re Bond and Moneypenny.”

Scott gives him an excited grin, chuckling. “Dude, you’re totally his Miss Moneypenny!” he says, eyes wide like the world just finally started to make sense. “You’re the only one who won’t sleep with him even though you’re dying to.”

i wish i had a river by thepsychicclam

Derek is the editor of a successful publishing firm, and is horrible to all his employees, including Stiles. On Christmas Eve night, he gets visited by three spirits and has to take a look at his life.

aka A Sterek Christmas Carol

Dare by Inell

Stiles performs a private show for a new client

Help Wanted (But Not Really) by reillyblack

"Stiles, I'll clear up your confusion about the position. Derek here needs someone to live with him. He's a difficult person to live with, so I won't sugarcoat that. But his responsibilities at the company right now make it impossible for him to actually take care of himself and his home. That would be your job," Laura explained.

Both Stiles and Derek objected at the same time.

accidentally? by bibliosexual

BOSS: “know why I called you in here?”ME: “because I accidentally sent you a dick pic”BOSS [stops pouring 2 glasses of wine]: “accidentally?”

yup.

Or, in which Derek receives a surprising email one morning.

Double Negatives by i_am_girlfriday

Derek is a high powered lawyer, and a born and bred Upper East Sider. Stiles is a broke actor who’s grateful to land a full time job as Derek’s newest assistant. Their working relationship is one hundred percent professional...except for when it's not.

only if for a night by stilinskisparkles

“I’m Stiles,” he says breathlessly.

“Derek.”

“Derek, hi, do you—”

Derek doesn’t let him finish, kisses the words right out of his mouth.

discord and rhyme by orestes

Derek doesn’t tell Stiles he’s proud of him. He doesn’t say that sales have gone up lately, and it’s probably this Twitter account’s doing. Instead, he settles his hand on the small of Stiles’s back and tentatively rests it there. “Not bad,” he says. “For a rookie.”

dancing shoes by redhoodedwolf

Derek Hale is the most ruthless ballet instructor in Northern California. Rumor has it that Abby Lee Dance Company along with the show Dance Moms were looking to collaborate, even give him his own show, and he turned them down.Stiles isn’t so sure about the Dance Moms rumor, but he does know that Derek Hale is a force to be reckoned with, because the man glares at him the entire time Stiles is interviewing for the position of studio receptionist. It’s not the glamorous dance teacher job he’s been dreaming of, but it’s a step up. If he gets hired, he’ll be working alongside the Hale family, one of the most well known names in dance. Just even having that title on his resume will allow him to be a shoe-in anywhere he wants.He just has to, yanno, not die under the force of Derek Hale’s glare.

12 Days of Hale Publishing by relenafanel

Something must have poked his Christmas Spirit. It might be the way Hale was watching the proceedings with a scowl on his face, unable to hide what was clear derision. Earlier, his eyes had lifted when Stiles entered the work pen with the presents, and Stiles had been under the impression he had been vaguely pleased. The only thing Stiles could think of that would make someone such a gloomy grump was not getting a gift.

“What?” Hale asked, staring at him through the glass wall that made up the part of his office facing the work area.

“I’ve got something for you!” Stiles said, waving the small rectangular present as he walked in.

“That’s not mine,” Mr. Hale said, staring at the box like it offended him. Then he stared at Stiles like he was offending him more. “You’ve made a mistake.”

“No mistake, sir. It’s a special delivery from magical Hale Holiday Elves.” Stiles gestured to his head. “See the hat. A man wearing this hat makes no mistakes.”

Be the Life of the Party by Mimiminaj

His father’s face suddenly turned serious again.

“He is twenty four though, son. I don’t care if his smile shits rainbows and his laugh births puppies. You are his employee. It would be bad to cross those lines during your first job. Or ever.”

Stiles’ face hit the table.

“I hate my life,” he moaned.

Scott laughed cheerfully. “Don’t worry sheriff! It sounds to me like the entire cinema staff feels the same. Stiles doesn’t stand a chance with Derek!”

“Scratch that,” Stiles mumbled into the wood. “I hate you two more.”

Or – Stiles starts working at the movie theater. His boss is Derek.

Driving Mr. Derek by I_JustWokeUp

Derek no longer has a license to drive. So Laura steps in and hires fresh-out-of-college-with-useless-major Stiles Stilinski to drive him around.

An experiment, also, with intersped images and text.

My Taco Sparkles by butyoureyessaidyes

The first time he sees Stiles Stilinski, the kid’s on his hands and knees in Derek’s office.

Or the one where Derek has to battle corporate espionage, meddling family members, clothing turned choking hazards, and inappropriate feelings for his obscenely attractive new intern.

Help Wanted (But Not Really) by reillyblack

Both Stiles and Derek objected at the same time.

it’s free (and always will be) by kellifer_fic & maichan808

Stiles starts looking around, like there's someone who'll rescue him from this painfully awkward situation and Derek can't blame him. All he can think is this is some kind of elaborate prank Laura is playing on him after she'd found his pile of Fangboy back copies last month.

Or, the one where Derek has to marry a human to save Clawbook and it turns out to be Stiles. He's completely doomed.

accidentally? by bibliosexual

BOSS: “know why I called you in here?”ME: “because I accidentally sent you a dick pic”BOSS [stops pouring 2 glasses of wine]: “accidentally?”

yup.

Or, in which Derek receives a surprising email one morning.

#sterek #eternalsterek #haleinski #fic rec #boss!derek #boss employee au #au #employee!stiles #asks #jadedkitten

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New Post has been published on https://freenews.today/2021/03/22/lionsgate-names-nilay-shah-exec-vp-head-of-investor-relations/

Lionsgate Names Nilay Shah Exec VP, Head Of Investor Relations

Lionsgate said Monday it has tapped Wall Street buy-side analyst Nilay Shah as executive VP and head of investor relations

Shah, with 15 years’ experience at Citadel, Ivory Capital, Franklin Templeton and other financial institutions, reports to Lionsgate CFO Jimmy Barge. He replaces James Marsh, who is now heading investor relations for mobile game platform Skillz.

As Lionsgate IR chief, Shah will be crafting the company’s investor relations strategies across its portfolio of businesses, oversee communications with the financial community and spearhead investor marketing initiatives. The IR function also manages the company’s profile at investor conferences and quarterly earnings calls with shareholders. He joins the company at felicitous time for its Wall Street profile and stock price., which has more than tripled from its 52-week low last March. It closed Friday at $18.41.

Lionsgate Acquires ‘The Virtuoso’ Thriller Starring Anson Mount, Abbie Cornish & Anthony Hopkins

He will also serve on Lionsgate’s executive management committee.

Shah previously worked at Citadel Global Equities as a technology, media, and telecom analyst. Prior to that, he was a portfolio manager and equity analyst at Ivory Capital and a portfolio manager at UBS O’Connor. He began his buy-side investing career at Franklin Templeton.

“Nilay is a world-class addition to our management team who brings a deep understanding of the company and the TMT space as well as a unique buy-sider’s perspective to our investor outreach,” said Barge.

“As we continue to invest in our content pipelines, accelerate the convergence of our studio and platform businesses and grow Starz into one of the world’s leading premium subscription platforms, he has the right skill set to communicate our value creation story to analysts and current and prospective shareholders alike.”

“I have followed Lionsgate closely, as both an analyst and a shareholder, for more than 10 years,” said Shah. “I’m very excited to become part of the company’s continued growth and evolution with the opportunity to tell its value creation story to the investment community.”

Shah received his MBA from the University of Chicago’s Booth School of Business in 2008. He is a 2003 graduate of Northwestern University with a B.A. degree in Economics and International Studies.

Lionsgate has reported four consecutive strong quarters, driven by record library revenues of $765 million for the trailing 12 months, strong domestic and international streaming subscriber growth at Starz and robust global demand for its film and television content pipelines.

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helleichile · 7 years

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01/07/2017

Halløj halløj :-)

Selvom der ikke er sket det helt vilde siden sidst, jeg skrev, så tænkte jeg, at jeg lige ville holde en pause fra opgave-skrivningen (og facebook-kigningen) for lige at give livstegn fra mig her på bloggen :-)

Strejken er nu på sin sjette eller syvende uge, og den ene dag tager efterhånden bare lidt den anden - det er faktisk lidt halv kedeligt, men der er desværre bare ikke så meget at gøre ved det..

Selvom der ikke sker så meget lige i tiden, så er der da alligevel sket lidt. I sidste uge var Viña (nabobyen) ved at sejle væk på grund af kraftig regn en hel weekend kombineret med bølger, der ikke vidste at de skulle holde sig nede i havet/havnen. Dette resulterede i temmelig meget vand i gaderne og i folks huse. Der var endda flere steder i Viña/Valpo, hvor der var jordskred, som væltede vægge og mure i folks huse - så det var faktisk noget rigtig skidt.. Heldigvis bor vi ret højt oppe på vores cerro og ikke i nærheden af noget jord der kunne skride, så vi slap tørskoede gennem weekenden.

Torsdag i sidste uge (den 22/6) så vi fodboldlandskamp sammen med Matias, Alex og Fernando på den sædvanlige fodboldbar. Det var Chile der spillede mod Tyskland, og der var temmelig meget jubel da Chile scorede mål og knap så meget hujen og heppen da Tyskland fik sneget bolden forbi den chilenske målmand. Kampen endte 1-1, så det var okay. Efter kampen gik vi alle fem hen til en empanada butik, der solgte 80 forskellige slags empanadas! Jeg fik en med ost og dulce de leche, og selvom det var en meget meget mærkelig kombination, så smagte det faktisk rigtig godt alligevel :-) I onsdags var det så blevet tid til semifinalen mellem Chile og Portugal, og jeg må sige, at det var en temmelig spændende kamp, også selvom jeg måske ikke går super super meget op i fodbold (men man kan jo blive grebet af stemningen). Kampen endte uafgjort efter ordinær spilletid, og efter to gange 15 minutter ekstra, stod der stadig 0-0. Så var der jo ikke meget andet at gøre, end at sætte gang i en straffesparkskonkurrence, som endte med 3 mål til Chile og ingen mål til Portugal - jeg har aldrig set nogen juble så meget som dem, der var på den bar! Og udenfor kørte der dytende biler forbi fulde af glad folk :-)

Imorgen skal Chile så spille finalekamp mod Tyskland, og jeg kan slet ikke forstille mig, hvor meget jubel der må blive i gaderne, hvis Chile skulle gå hen at vinde. Jeg har endda lige læst, at den chilenske præsident(inde) har udtalt, at hvis Chile vinder kampen, så bliver mandag en “helligdag”/vi-holder-allesammen-fri-fra-arbejde-dag, så man må sige, at det er noget de går vældig meget op i herovre :-)

Fredag i sidste uge (tror jeg det var) var jeg nede hos Josefine og Emily sammen med Adi og Jonah, hvor vi bare hyggede med at tegne og spise chokolade og drikke lidt vin. Emily tager allerede hjem til USA på mandag, og Abbie skal rejse rundt i Chile sammen med sin kæreste, så hun tager afsted på tirsdag. Hun kommer dog lige tilbage et par dage i slutningen af juli, så jeg når lige at se hende igen, inden jeg også skal til at afsted.

I sidste uge havde Claudia købt et rigtigt rugbrød! Hun købte det, fordi hun syntes, at det så godt ud, men det viste sig, at hverken hende eller Fran kunne lide det. På et tidspunkt spurgte hun, om jeg havde smagt det der mærkelige brød, men det havde jeg ikke lige fået gjort endnu, og så spurgte hun, om jeg troede, at jeg ville kunne lide det. Det var jeg nu ret sikker på at jeg godt kunne. Da jeg så tog noget af det, og sagde at jeg super godt kunne lide det, så kigge Fran bare på mig, som om jeg var det mærkeligste menneske i hele verden, og det blev ikke bedre, da jeg fortalte, at langt de fleste danskere spiser den slags brød jævnligt :-)

Med hensyn til at få afsluttet semestret herovre, så går det stille og roligt (læs: ufattelig langsomt) fremad med at blive færdig med alle afleveringerne. Jeg er blevet færdig med min del af noget gruppearbejde, så det er et fag, der er ude af verden for mit vedkommende. Derudover er jeg blevet færdig med fem afleveringer til sociologi. Jeg har svært ved at finde ud af, hvor gode de afleveringer er blevet, men de er gode nok til at aflevere. I tirsdags havde vi prøve på mit spanskkursus (som ikke har noget med uni at gøre), og jeg tror, at det gik okay godt. Karakteren afhænger også af, hvor mange timer man har været til, og jeg har kun misset en time siden marts, så jeg tror, det går :-)

I torsdag var Josefine og jeg til prøve i social psykologi, og det tror jeg faktisk også gik fint nok. Vi måtte skrive på enten engelsk eller spansk, så jeg tænkte, at siden bogen var på engelsk og mine noter derfor også var på engelsk, at så ville jeg skrive prøven på engelsk, men det kunne jeg ikke! Det var helt vildt mærkeligt, men jeg kunne slet ikke lave en sammenhængende sætning på engelsk, så det endte med at jeg skrev lidt over to sider på spansk. Da jeg afleverede udbrød min lærer “Jamen det er jo på spansk!”, og det kunne jeg jo kun sige ja til :-)

Så nu mangler jeg “bare” at skrive tre opgaver: min prøve i sociologi skal laves færdig (det er virkelig noget langhåret stads), en opgave på 3-5 sider om et oprindeligt folk fra Chile (jeg har valgt at skrive om Mapuche) og en 10 siders opgave til social psykologi (den skal vi heldigvis skrive sammen Josefine og jeg). Alt det har jeg lidt under en måned til at få lavet og afleveret, så der er egentlig nok at se til.

Jeg tager afsted fra Valpo den 23/7, og så skal jeg lige have en enkelt overnatning i Santiago, inden jeg skal være i lufthavnen klokken 06:30 om morgenen den 24/7, hvor turen (endelig!) går til PÅSKEØEN! Det er virkelig noget jeg glæder mig til, for jeg har altid godt kunne tænke mig af se ‘los moais’ som er de store statuer, der står og kigger ud over øen/vandet. Så jeg købte flybilletterne i forgårs, og igår kom der så også styr på, hvor jeg skal bo henne, mens jeg er derude, så nu er det bare at vente på, at jeg skal afsted :-)

Nu begynder tiden bare at gå hurtigt og samtidig føles det som om den er gået i stå. Hjemturen begynder lige pludselig tæt på, når de andre udenlandske studerende også så småt begynder at pakke sydfrugterne, men samtidig er det næsten ikke til at se en ende på alle opgaverne. Og selvom jeg gerne ville bliver her og have mere tid i Chile, så må jeg indrømme, at jeg også er ved at være temmelig fyldt op af oplevelser for denne gang, og jeg begynder at glæde mig mere og mere til at komme hjem til lille Danmark igen :-)

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helleichile · 7 years

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31/03/2017

Torsdag i sidste uge så jeg foldbold landskamp mellem Chile og Argentina sammen med Josefine, de to amerikanske piger vi bor sammen med og vores chilenske venner. Vi så kampen på den bar, hvor de chilenske gutter altid mødes for at se landskampe, og det var helt vildt hyggeligt! Der var okay mange folk på baren, og når Chile var lige ved at få mål, så var mange af folkene helt oppe af stolene, og lydniveauet steg drastisk. Desværre vandt Argentina 1-0, og Messi var bestemt ikke populær på nogen måde, efter han havde scoret kampens eneste mål.. Jeg havde måske set det komme, at Argentina ville vinde (jeg har aldrig hørt om Chile inden for fodbold), men det gjorde jeg vist klogt i at holde for mig selv, og så bare heppe på Chile :-)

Lørdag gik jeg mig en tur, for at købe en varm trøje, som jeg havde forelsket mig i i en butik på Cerro Alegre (eller Concepción - jeg kan ikke helt finde ud af hvor de skifter), men da jeg kom derover, var butikkerne ikke åbne endnu. Så faldt jeg i snak med en gut, der også ventede på at alting åbnede, og det var vældig hyggeligt.

Da der endelig blev åbnet, var det kun en ud af tre små butikker, der faktisk havde åbent, og det var ikke den med “min” trøje, så jeg måtte komme tilbage senere.. Efter at have nået hele vejen hjem, opdagede jeg, at jeg havde taget fejl af tiden, og at jeg derfor stadig havde halvanden time at gøre med, inden vi skulle spise frokost, så jeg tog tilbage til butikkerne.

Da jeg kom derhen igen, var en af de andre butikker også åben, men det var stadig ikke den rigtige. Det endte dog med at jeg købte en anden fin trøje, for der er ved at være en smule koldt om aftenen - i hvert fald når man er blevet vandt til 25 - 30 grader).

Om søndagen var der demonstration for at få bedre pensionsforhold. Den var jeg til sammen med Claudia og Abbie (min chilenske mor og den amerikanske pige, der også bor her), og det var nu meget stille og roligt :-)

Til demonstrationen snakkede jeg med en chilensk gut ved navn Felipe, som var hjemme i Chile på ferie. Han bor til daglig i Berlin, hvor man underviser i historie i gymnasiet. Josefine og jeg mødtes med ham igen i mandags efter skole, hvor vi lige fik en fyraftensbajer, inden han skulle til Santiago, hvor landsholdet skulle spille den næste kvalifikationskamp til VM - denne gang mod Venezuela.

Denne kamp så vi også sammen med vores venner på baren, og denne gang endte vi med at være en tolv stykker. Hvis jeg aldrig havde hørt om Chile inden for fodbold, så havde jeg da i hvert fald ALDRIG hørt om Venezuela.. Efter knap ti minutters spilletid havde Chile allerede scoret de første to mål, og kampen endte 3-1 til Chile. De manglede dog vist et enkelt mål for at have point nok til at kvalificere sig til VM (tror jeg nok, jeg har ikke så meget forstand på det), så selvom de vandt, var der ikke super duper meget jubel. Men jeg synes nu, at det var sjovt nok alligevel - det handler ikke om at vinde men om at være med, som man siger :-)

I dag har jeg fået taget billede til mit studiekort, så nu er det bare spændende, hvor lang tid jeg skal vente på det.. Hvis det er ligesom alt andet her, så kommer det til at tage en rum tid, før kortet er klar til afhentning, men sådan er det vist bare her :-)

Efter at have fået taget billeder, tog jeg sammen med Josefine til Cerro Alegre (endnu en gang) for at se om “min” butik havde åbent. Det havde den, men det trøje jeg nu har gået om drømt om i efterhånden ret lang tid, viste sig at være for stor.. Øv.. Heldigvis var der andre butikker, og jeg er nu den lykkelige ejer af en deeejlig varm trøje, der helt sikkert også passer rigtig godt til en kold vinterdag på dansk jord :-)

Det går godt nok i skolen, selvom det stadig er svært at følge med, når det går stærkt på chilensk spansk, men jeg synes, at det er bedre nu, end det var lige da vi startede, så det er nok gode tegn.

I et af vores fag der handler om social og politisk historie i Chile, havde vi fået til opgave at læse en bog på over 300 sider (på spansk selvfølgelig) til den 17. april, hvor der er en prøve i netop denne bog. Efter at have kæmpet mig gennem knap 80 sider på en uges tid eller sådan noget, blev det heldigvis sådan, at de internationale studerende i klassen ikke skal til den samme prøve som resten af klassen. Så vi er fem piger (fra Danmark, Italien, Frankrig og Spanien) som skal læse de to første kapitler og så skrive lidt til det, og så sende det til vores lærer - og så er det prøven. For at bestå faget skal vi “bare” have læst hele bogen og skrevet noget til hvert kapitel i løbet af semestret, så det blev lige en hel del nemmere! Og det er meget godt, for så er der også tid til at læse teksterne til de andre tre fag :-)

Det var vist det for nu, tror jeg :-) I næste uge er der ikke timer, fordi der er noget aktivitets-halløj for førsteårsstuderende, så jeg havde tænkt at tage en tur ned sydpå, inden det bliver alt for koldt der. Men det ender nok med, at jeg tager med Josefine og Adi (en af amerikanerne) til La Serena, som ligger nordpå i forhold til Valpo - det er alligevel sjovere at rejse sammen med nogen i stedet for at rejse alene :-)

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