#my name was literaly different and i thought in a different language

[natandacat]

wait this deserves its own weirded out post

NINE YEARS???

[hellfireconfessions]

since everyone is confessing their stories and their experience on hellfire, after abit of messing around and laughing at the sheer stupidity of some of these groomers im gonna tell EVERYONE what only a very very small handful of hellfire knows about.

Enviosa, as alot of older members know me and her 'dated' for a little bit, this relationship lasted around 6 months and some people found our relationship cute and super loving which was infact not what was happening, at first i thought it was love at first meet and her seemed to naturally keep finding eachother in game and eventually became friends and now that i look back on it i just feel like i was preyed upon and targeted. i was and am a VERY mentally unstable person i struggle with a multitude of mental disorders and i will admit i was at my lowest point when i met enviosa. at first she gave me all the attention and love i had always craved as a love deprived kid i grew up in a very troubled household and the only way i could ever receive any sort of 'validation' was simply me being groomed by older men online, and of course history repeats itself.

enviosa love bombed me completely trapping me, at first i thought we were simply affectionate friends giving eachother the attention and love we both wanted and needed but i quickly learned i was being stringed along into a very serious relationship being completely wrapped around her finger i did whatever she wanted i did whatever i could to please her and keep her i will admit, my behaviors were toxic but i was extremely mentally troubled 14 yr old and im expected to be the perfect lover? she was 17 going onto 18 she knew the maturity difference she knew what she was doing there is no excuse.

with my toxic traits came extreme jealousy that i still struggle with, i would begin to get to angry my vision would quite literally go white from pure jealousy i remember physically puking from it causing me to lash out at my friends by distancing myself from everyone i knew, i was no longer a member of hellfire i was entirely dedicated to enviosa and her needs and wants and she js happened to play on hellfire.

whenever my jealousy would get bad and i would send her sad paragraphs about how i was feeling actively communicating in a healthy manner instead of trying to help me and find solutions and listen to me i was simply guilt tripped and basically told i was "wrong" and would end up with me apologising for communicating how i felt.

when some close friends found out about our age gap i began to lie and tell people i was 15 turning 16 and it turns out enviosa was already telling people i was 15 turning 16 before i even started doing it, we had literaly conversations about how she wouldnt be able to "touch me for a couple years" once she turned 18 and mentioned "well you consent to everything i say and do" im legally UNABLE to consent? hello?

lets not forget reese, me and envi were having a rough patch (again) and she was either actively STREAMING our conversation to HER FRIENDS a very PRIVATE conversation which was once again about my horrible issues with jealousy and in the midst of believing i was about to lose the 'love of my life' i began to receive very hateful and genuinely horrible dms from reese + another person i will not name. i will be honest and admit enviosa manipulated all three of us making me out to be some monster so i do not entirely blame their actions but they are still accountable for what they said and did.

i would LOVE to also mention how obsessive she was with me communicating how i always had to communicate how i felt and what was making me feel like that ect ect but they would NEVER EVER communicate how they felt till it was the breaking point and would get mad at me cuz she needed space and to js leave her alone perhaps tell me? just mayybbee tell me instead of using INGAME BODY LANGUAGE to tell u how u feel LMAO, in the end of our relationship they began to just treat me like i was nobody the affection was suddenly gone and she was super dry with me i would write literally PARAGRAPHS abt how i feel like our relationship is dying and i feel like u dont care abt me anymore and wanna know what i was met with?? "ok lol…well i do so idk what u want me to do??" she couldnt make time to atleast tell me shes busy or lmk like "hey im gonna be doing this" and would js bascially make me feel bad for missing her.

!!!MASSIVE TW!!! At the end of it all she was super sudden and said i would never listen to her when she voiced her concerns, she was complaining abt things i had done the ENTIRE relationship so i didnt fully understand why and would often forget these things that bugged her and i will admit, it was toxic on my part. she had me begging and begging since it was just a "break" and not an actual break up and she practically led me on as i would ask her if there was still a chance and all i got was "idk" then claimed she didnt wanna say yes cuz she didnt wanna give me false hope as if a idk isnt giving me false hope? after i met my current best friend who was previously wrapped around her finger like reese and i were, she helped me come to the realization that SHE was the problem and not me being and it sent me into a rage, being an angry teen i sent her a longg text abt how this was all her fault and a lot of not so nice things

which i understand wasnt very mature and was toxic but i was once again guilt tripped as she threatened me with her death, saying "ill have to go clean up the blood" which sent me into a spiral i begged her so much to get help and not to do that, "heh i guess its my fault :]" type shi, im still unsure if she was lying or not but if she was actually trying to end her own life i regret trying to help her and i know wishing death upon someone is horrible but she has traumatized me in numerous ways and put me into one of the LOWESTS points in my life.

but thats my hellfire story, i know many people within hellfire didnt enjoy me and thought i was rude ect ect but to those that were my actual friends and to my one freind (my pookie) thank you for making hellfire enjoyable while it lasted.

DISCLAIMER i was toxic, i know i was i wasnt entirely in the right but i was and still am just a kid. reese isnt entirely to blame in that situation it was horrible what they said but again they were lied to.

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[stay--satan]

Sometimes I Imagine Death So Close It Feels More Like a Memory (Jason Todd x Reader)

Alright so this is my first attempt to this kind of story in another language (please forgive me for any misspell, english is my second language) and I’m accepting some good writing advices.

Jason saves the reader by only finding out she didn’t wanna be saved.

A guess there’s angst?

Jason first came cross her when she was 15 at a robbery at the dinner she was on. Though the only contact they had was a deep gaze, it was the first time that her heart skipped a bit as she spent nights thinking about him and creating meetings that could only happen in her head. She went away so she could finish her education in another country while Jason had died and comeback with a lot anger on.

She came back working as an accountant on her uncle's fancy restaurant living a rountined life HOME-WORK-HOME style for a few months when a guy in a black suit armored with a gun that it was longer than her legs came in the restaurant starting a huge argument. She runned back to her office, calling the GCPD but with no response. Pulling her arms behind her head as she left her office saying that they could take her instead of one of the owners "It's more appealing to kill a woman than two men. Plus they are stronger than me so there will be no fighting." she said when she saw her uncles being held by gunpoint. She was taken by one of then whispering in her ear a few curses because she was trying to hide away from them as they were pulling her hair so tight it was starting to give a little headache. Y/N closed her eyes when felt a cold metal in her temple as one of the men yelled so everyone could hear that she was going to die if they didn't had 10 thousand dollars on their bag. She heard her uncle scream her name begging for her life and the sound of Y/N's voice came out as a shock to her "It's okay. I'm not scared"

"Oh, so you're a little brave bitch?" the guy behind her whispered as he held her tighly "So how's your little mamma is gonna feel when she sees your little precious brain on the floor of this fancy place?" she hears a noise as he prepares his gun and she gives away her final thoughts before leaving.

Sure she loved her uncles. They were the only ones who actually supported and cared about her as they never had the chance to adopt on their own. They paid for her entire education and when she gotted the schollarship for the Scotland University, they were over the moon and she promised to pay them back when she finally succeded. Her mother lived in another country with a current boyfriend only calling her once a year and her father died before she was born. She only had about three friends her entire life, but they eventually went away after finding their soulmates. Love never smiled to her as she did for it. Never had an actual date in her whole life, only a few guys that she goes out at partys but nothing to be returned.

She always felt sad about feeling like this. About not feeling loved enough, having fun enough, not being smart enough or pretty as the people she knew. But at that moment, she felt good. It was going to over before she knew and she could restart her life as someone else if being reincarnated and forgeting everything and not being an actual dissapointment to her uncles. But before she could relieve her last sigh, there were noises everywhere and the guy that was holding her fell by her side as she felt arms around her holding her so tight. Y/N opened her eyes and was being held by her sobbing uncles telling that it was okay now, she was safe. She nodded lightly her head letting go of them as she sees a red hooded figure talking with the black suited men that was laying on the floor presumed dead

The Red Hood turned to her as she couldn't stop eyeing the body on the floor "Are you okay? He's not gonna hurt you anymore" the kinda robotic voice under the helmet told her. "Y-Yeah. Whatever." she mumurs as she turns around "Is this dissapoiment on your voice I sense?" he sounded mockery "Sorry to save you right in time?" She turned back to him with half shutted eyes in anger "Thank you for saving my uncles restaurant. Free food for your entire life if you wish, just leave a reservation." and walked back to her office as the GCPD started to appear at the local.

Jason came back late that night, showing up by her window seeing the light was on and Y/N was holding her head on her hands with her eyes shut. He knocked and she jumped a bit and eye rolling as she opened the window "No crazy dudes trying to rob here for the last five hours, thank you for your visit" and she was about to shut the window back as he helded and came in removing his helmet and appearing with the black mask only.

"Did you wanted to die?"

The question hits her in shock. "Excuse me?"

"Back at the robbery. I was watching you. You didn't flich when the gun was in your head, you didn't fight back, even after it was over, you weren't shaking at all as I always see and your eyes were completely different. So did you surrender yourself because you wanted it?" She looks at her own hands with a angry face on. Sure that thought only hitted her when she realised that could happen when the guy activated his gun but it was something always triggering to her.

Y/N never had an actual episode of crisis. Sure she once looked from the rooftop and thought about throwing herself but the other thought thiking about the trauma she would left to her uncles was unspeakble selfish. Then she thought again back in Scotland looking at one of the bridges and the river that cross by. She had the option of never having her body found and it would make it better not traumatizing her family, but she was never able to do it. She just believed her time would come really soon. Even when she was with her friend at the dinner that old day and the guy who was assaulting saying he was going to kill everyone didn't make her feel threatened or anything, but fortunally Robin stopped by and saved everyone's asses who didn't wanna die that day.

She believed she was gonna die soon than other people she ever met cause what other reason a person could be this lonely in her life? Maybe the guy that controls everyone's fate choose an amount of people to be unhappy in their life so they could ended sooner.

"I wasn't scared. That's all." She says more sharply that she wanted "I don't fear death."

Jason was capt by surprise and let a chuckle "Have you seen death? It makes everyone terrifed"

"It does. I would be desperate if I was dying and could not being able to tell everyone I love how I feel. But I don't have, so death is not that much"

Jason was so angry and curious by this woman. How could she tell that? Have she died before? Because he had and didn't wanna pass through that again.

The first thing Dick asked when he came back and they recounted was how death felt like. Did he met God? Or was just a plane dimension with a bunch of strange people? He didn't remembered much, but remembered the agony it was when all he could see was darkness for awhile. He took a deep breath as he continued

"Look, I don't know you, or how your life is going but I can assure you it's not the easist way out." She finally looked up and met his gaze under the mask. He looked so compassioned about her that her heart skipped a bit for the second time. Letting go a breath she relaxed her shoulders a bit 

"It's not like I'm suicidal or anything. I appreaciate your concern, really" Y/N maked sure she looked deep into his eyes "But I'm not worried. If I had to put my life in front of my uncles, I'm not gonna be terrifed or regreteful. I have nothing to loose, Red" Jason felt his chest clinch a bit as he hears her words. 

The saddest part was he couldn't even tell her tone was since it was so appatic and thruthful. He walked a little bit closer to her helding his helmet by side his body and leaned over her desk.

"Look..." He inhales and brushes his hair with his fingers "I'm not the greatest person to talk about, but I felt that way too."

"You don't even know my name, Red"

"It's literaly written on your desk, Y/N" he points to the little card on her desk Y/N L/N. "And you feel like nobody. Actually you feel more like that, you feel numb. Like you could literaly dissapear and no one would miss you through the crowd. You carry the weight on your shoulders but it's like you're the only person in the world who does that because everyone else is distracted from other things. You feel mislocated in a room where everyone's feel complete and have someone to cheer them up but with you, if you don't crawl out of the hole by yourself you'll just stay there."

Every single word coming from him it was like a sharpen blade through Y/N's chest. She looked down a bit and let her eyes fill with tears

"Sometimes I think about death so much it feels more like a memory. It's lonely, agonizing and selfish."

"For a guy who says he's not a hero you sure look a lot like a one" He lets a chuckle and knees in front of her whiping away a few tears from her

"And I'm not. You're just part of a group of a select misfortune people." he grins as she melts a little smile

"I feel ridiculous talking to a guy in a costume"

"If it makes you feel better I feel ridiculous talking to a pretty girl about feelings. They usually buy me a coffee first"

"I could do that but surely with our luck you'll probably get bored in the middle of conversation and shoot me"

"Oh God do you really wanna go in there? Okay so the most exciting part of my day is cleaning my guns after patrol. Can you beat the boriness?"

"I imagine situations with people I cross paths just for the feeling of having any friends"

"You mean you're a grown up woman with a degree with imaginary friends?"

"They're real... I just never spoken to them in person" She says a bit embarrassed as he lets a smile cross his face

"I dig that. I'm Jason and I've got a place where the food is free. Wanna come?"

[ohnohetaliasues]

Central Italy/Italia Centrale or Centro Italia

(First of all i apologize for my grammatical errors, i corrected some of them but i’m not sure they are all the errors that i made) Country Name: Central Italy/Italia Centrale

Founded: Around 264 B.C., when Romans founded Firmum (today Fermo) in Piceno (today Marche), a colony which was used to control Asculum, protagonist of a revolt against Romans, and avoid other revolts

Age: 2281

Population: 12.067.524 (2016)

Location: South Europe 

Size of Land: 58 052 km²

Capital City: -Florence (1864-1870), Rome (1870-today, capital and largest city)

Largest City: Rome

Government: Democratic Republic

Political Leader: Sergio Mattarella (republic president) and Paolo Gentiloni (prime minister)

Official Language(s): -Italian

The italian we know nowdays is a canonization of the literaly tuscan dialect, in particular florentine dialect, because it was the most used language and close to latin. Before Risorgimento didn’t exist an “italian” as a spoken language because every preunitary country used their dialects or the languages of their invader (for example in Piedmont the official language was french), only in literaly works was used the “italian”. After Unity of Italy one of the most problematic situation was , in fact, the language: everyone talked with a different language and almost everybody were illiterates. So in 1859 Gabrio Casati emanated a law which introduced the free and obligatory elementary education. When Italy was unified this law was widened across the italic peninsula.

Other Languages: There aren’t other languages, but there are languages that were spoken in the past (and Lucia spoken/learned there languages) -French

French was a language fashionable in ‘700 because was the spoken language of enlighteners. In a nutshell, speak french meant be intellectual and elegant. Many italian noblemen knew how to write and speak in french in this period. Plus french was the second language taught in the italian schools, only recently it’s going to be completely replaced by english. -Latin Latin, as everybody know, was the official language of Romans. It derived from an ancient popolation named “Latini” who culture and language was absorbed by Romans. Both barbarian invasions and the old language of italic popolation latin was contaminated after the fall of West Roman Empire and so born the “volgari” and medieval latin. The “volgari” were ancestors of romance languages which derived from classical latin but were very different from its. Only in ‘300, during Humanism, it was decided to revived the real latin thanks to filologists. Latin over time became the literaly language of works, even from '400/'500 onwards began to be replaced by florentine. Today latin is used to translate from italian to latin, in Italy.

National Animal: Appennine Gray Wolf  This type of wolf is a subspecies of European Gray Wolf who live in the italian Appennines mountanious zones and in Eastern Alps. It isn’t consider as a sudspecies of Europe Gray Wolf, but there are some differences like, for example, their cranial morphology (i’ll add other informations)

National Flower:  -Red Lily (ancient national flower) Red Lily or “Florence Lily” (“Giglio di Firenze”) or “Giglio Rosso” in italian was (and is) the symbol and national flower of Florence (“Firenze” in italian). In reality the Florence Lily is more similiar to an iris mixed with a lily, in fact remind a flower which born around the city, the Germanic iris (“Iris Germanica”). We don’t know much about the origin of this symbol, but it’s thought it was born from the fact that the Florence Lilies were florid in Florence; another theory speaks of its birth during the foundation of Florence by the Romans in 59 B.C., which name in latin was Florentia because the city was created in spring during festivities in honor of the goddess Flora. Plus, as i said before, around the city grew many Iris. At the beginnig, in the Coat of Arms, the lily was white in a red background, but when the Ghibellines were expelled in 1251, the Guelfs inverted the colors: red in a white background. -Corbezzolo Italy doesn’t have a real national flower and, because of this, there are many theories about Italy’s national flower. The most accredited flower is “Corbezzolo” (or “Arbutus��) because its colors remind Italy’s flag: green the leaves, white the flowers and red the fruits.

Human Name: Lucia Costantina Vargas 

Name Meaning: Lucia: this is a name of latin origin from the word “lux” (“light”) and means “bright” or “shining”. Probably was assigned, in ancient Rome, to babies who born at dawn or on bright days like Lucio. In the christian world is the name of the saints Lucia Filippi (Rome) and Lucia (Siracusa). The others are the beate Lucia Bartolini Rucellai (Florence, protectress of Rucellai’s family), Lucia da Caltagirone (Salerno) and Lucia da Settefonte (near Bologna).  -Costantina: this is a female variant of “Constantino”. At first was a latin cognomen, a “nickname” indicating a particular characteristic of a person, subsequently this name assumed a meaning (like every latin name) from the verb “consto” or the participle “costans”, that means, “stand still”, “stay firm”,“don’t waver”,“the one who has firmness.” It was also the name of the Roman Emperor Constantino who, as legend has wanted, has been baptized at the point of death and he assumed the nickname of “Christian-Roman emperor” because of his great tolerance towards the Christian people. Both names are from latin origins and they are part of the christian world, because Lucia is very attached to her Romans origins (for example as a traditional dance she has Saltarello, a typical Romans dance, and she talk with an accent very similiar to latin) and she’s a christian because of her past with Papal States. Costantino was a Roman and christian emperor, so this name represents these two worlds where she is born and grow up

Nicknames: Lu’, Luci’, Terza Italia (Third Italy)

Physical Age: 21

🎂: 17th March

⭐ Sign: Pisces

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Heterosexual (Italy doesn’t still accept homosexual marriage)

Personality: Lucia is a grumpy woman, irascible, superb, proud, messy and cowardly. She considers her arts and knowledge superior to any other nation, and she is also considers herself the author of the literature of other nation such as England. Most of the time, she’s serious and clumsy to her similiars, especially with those who harass or annoy her like France, Austria and Prussia, yet she’s also a friendly, sunny, and sympathetic person thanks to the great sensibility she’s equipped with. She get angry very easily, it’s enough really little things to blow her nerves and unleash her bad words repertoire, but she doesn’t say blasphemies because of a rigid Christian education after the fall of the Roman Empire (even her faith has a little faded, she doesn’t abandoned its because she doesn’t judge wrong religion). As a child she was very capricious and malleable, because of this she learned any subject or rule. When she grow up and learning on her own, her malleability has disappeared into rigidity, and now the Italian appears to be a marble statue physically and in some psychological traits: firmness. Though she’s a Vargas, she has this peculiarity which turns out if in trouble or needs it, she’s capable of great solidity even in the toughest moments, sometimes it has pushed her to take on the classic iron fist despite there have been very few events that have spurred her to that point (mostly problems in the borders and only in rare moments, in her past). In contrast she’s fragile, conditioned by her own feelings, preventing her from doing as she should, and forcing her, because of her pride, to build a wall of appearances around her. She has borrowed from the Roman Empire one of the great characteristics of the Romans: the patientia. Unlike the Italian, this term doesn’t mean “patience” but “endurance”, being able to undergo, undergo and undergo again, suffer, endure the hundred blades in the chest and get back up, so Lucia. Little Attention: patientia is not self-control. The Italian doesn’t know how to control herself. It’s about resisting, transforming wounds into weapons, not controlling them. She is, therefore, dreadful, there is no surrender without fighting or even there is no surrender in certain cases (especially during the italian unification). She has been raised with these values. However, unfortunately, this doesn’t imply good military prowess, the wars, if not all, most of them she lost and lose them. Only with allies or in particular cases she won, in others she was defeated, and there is also a lack of interest on the part of the girl who prefers one of her precious books to a weapon in her hands. She admires her grandfather so much, she keeps his memoires in the language (she uses florentine accent, the Italian standard, the closest to latin) in ideas (all things that he has taught her like virtue, for example) in ways of doing and in traditions (the saltarello was a typical Roman dance). Her arrogant attitude derived from her past events besides the rich culture of her country, a great boon, she considers herself superior to the others nations for the huge cultural heritage formed by the gratest italian artists, architets and literary writers. Despite the long years of scientific, classical and literary studies she hasn’t lost her christian faith: Lucia believe in God, attends the church and follows some important tradition, but she never (and can’t) say that God exist or no (this is because in Central Italy there are regions which people arent so christian, like Tuscany, but instead there are also regions where people are very christian, like Marche). She is, for christian influence, slightly homophobic: thinks that homosexuals can get married because is a form of love and they can make marriages like normal people, but this is an unnatural, irregular, love form.

History: Ｃｅｎｔｒａｌ Ｉｔａｌｙ Lucia’s birth was around 264 B.C. when Romans founded Fermo, a colony in the Piceno’s region (today Marche) after a revolt leaded by Asculum (Ascoli today). This colony was used by Romans for control Asculum and avoid other revolts. Before the Piceno’s region, Romans conquered Umbrians in 295 B.C., Etruscans in 396 B.C. after the siege of Veio, Sabines in 449 B.C. (even the final conquest was in 290 B.C.) and Latins, Volsci, Equi, Falisci (all Latium region) were finally subjugated immediately afterwards Romans conquest of Veio and its destruction because this city was the center of Latium civilization. Before, Romans had to fought many wars against Latium popolation for a century. According to Livio, an Augustan latin writer, Veio was won and destroyed by Furio Camillo, a military genius who Livio identified as a predecessor of Ottaviano. Camillo and his soldiers dug a tunnel under Veio’s wall taking by surprise the inhabitants. Umbrians The most ancient popolation established in the italic peninsula, according to traditions, were Umbrians. Their name derived from ancient greek Ὄμβροι from the word όμβρος that mean “thunderstorm”. Probably greeks assigned this name to them because they resisted to the rains of a terrible flooding. We don’t know much about their origins, probably Etruscans subjugated some Umbrians cities. They were, according to traditions, the founders of Sabines who were Sannis, Lucani, Breuzi and Picens (not certain) ancestors. Romans never really won this popolation, they were slowly absorbed by them. Picens Picens were a popolation who lived in the Piceno, today called Marche. The name “Piceni” derived from the latin word “Picantes”(Πίκεντες “Pikentes” in ancient greek) that mean “Those of the woodpecker (picus in latin)”. Their origins are very ambiguous, more legendary than real, like Rome origins. According to the legend told by Strabone, Plinio il Vecchio (Old Plinio) and Festo, Picens were Sabines who, during the ver sacrum, migrated from Sabina to Piceno leaded by a Green Woodpecker, their totem animal. The “Ver sacrum” was a vote that many ancient italic populations used to do and consisted of offer to gods (this wasn’t a sacrifice but a sort of blessing) children born during famines or a year of war between the 1th March and 30th April. When they grew up and became adults, at the beginning of spring they were accompanied at the borders of their territory and started looking for new lands where they settled and created new temples of their gods. About their Sabines origins many historians disagree with this theory because of some archaelogical finds. They think Picens derived from a big ethnic group of umbrian-sabels (or oscan-umbrians) who arrived into this region and created little different settlements. They had never been able to made one and strong aggregation. The Picenum was inhabitated by Picenti (North Picenum, called Ager Picenus), Petruzi (South Picenum, called Ager Praetutianus) and little groups of Liburni. During the phase “Piceno VI” (IV-III centuries B.C.) greeks from Magna Greece (Syracuse) founded a colony called Ancona and Senones Gauls invaded the Northen region of Picenum after called by Romans Ager Gallicus or Ager gallicus picenus. Sabines Sabines, as I said before, were the result of Umbrians migration with Sannis and Sabels. Their name probably derived from the ancient greek word σέβομαι (sèbomai) that mean “adore” because of their big faith on gods. With Umbrians, Sabines were one of the most ancient italic popolation, we have informations about their settlements from 3000 B.C., but the origins are unknown. Probably, because of similiarities with Umbrians, they derived from a magration of this popolation during Ver Sacrum. Sabines where divided in two parts: Sabines of Tiber (or Sabina Tiberina) and Sabines of Rieti, Norcai and Amiternum (or Mountainous Sabina). The first lived next the river Tiber, near Romans, the part of Sabina richer and more evolved (famous for values like justice and honesty), the seconds were the poorest part where inhabitans based their life on pastoralism. Sabines of Tiber and Romans shared many things like kings (Numa Pompilio was a sabine) and, according to a legend, the first contact between Romans and Sabines was during the Rape of the Sabine Women event, when Romulus, for make alliances, ask others popolation to give him their women for procreate and populate his new city (Rome). These popolation refused his request, so Romulus organized a show for attired all the inhabitants’s regions and, while they were watching this show, Romans kidnap their women. This action caused a war between Romulus (Romans) and Tito Tazio, king of Sabines ended with the Battle of Lake Curzio where women, wives of Romans and daughters of Sabines, placed in the midst of the factions and convinced Romans and Sabines to stop the war. But, after a long peace, in 290 B.C. Romans conquered Sabines after Sannis. (Here are still missing excursus on Etruscan and Latium popolations) Ｆｌｏｒｅｎｃｅ － Ｒｅｓｐｕｂｌｉｃａ Ｆｌｏｒｅｎｔｉｎａ （Ｒｅｐｕｂｌｉｃ ｏｆ Ｆｌｏｒｅｎｃｅ） ａｎｄ Ｓｉｇｎｏｒｉａ ｄｉ Ｆｉｒｅｎｚｅ （Ｓｅｉｇｎｏｒｙ ｏｆ Ｆｌｏｒｅｎｃｅ） In 476 A.D. the West Roman Empire fall, destroyed by Odoacer, general of Huns. He deposed the last Roman emperor Romulus Augustus and he created the Kingdom of Ostrogoths which was conquered by Byzantine Empire after the bloody Ghotic War (535-555 A.D.), but Longobards, thanks probably to Narsete, invaded regions and cities of Italy between 568 A.D. and 751 A.D. and took away most of territories to Byzantine Empire. Lucia, after these invasions, was conquered again by the Franks (or Carolingian Empire) of Charlemagne (or Charles the Great), the last alive son of Pepin the Short. When he died in 814 A.D., his reign in 817 A.D. was divided by his three sons: Lotario I became emperor of the Kingdom of Central Franks (its territories were Provence, North Italy, Central Italy and Lotaringia), Louis the German became king of East Franks, Charles the Bald became king of West Franks. In 752 A.D. born the Papal States formed by most of Central Italy regions (Umbria, Marche, Lazio and Emilia-Romagna) thanks to Donations made by kings. At this point Lucia remained with only a region in her hands, while Papal States was absorbing her territories: Tuscany. Before she know Scola Siciliana thank to Frederick II of Swabia, she stayed with Papal States and fought as a crusader (all Crusades from 1095, the first, to 1291, the last, even with Scola Siciliana she decided to dedicate herself in literature). When Frederick II of Swabia, an emperor hated by the pope Gregory IX, in 1220 showed to Lucia the Sicilian Poetry School, she was so impressed that she started to copy the sicilian poems in Florence, because in 1227 and 1234 there was revolts in Rome leaded by Ghibellines. But, instead of returns in Rome, she prefered to stay in Florence. When Frederick II of Swabia made famous the Sicilian Poetry School in Florence writers started to copy these poems in florentine. At the of XI century, after a great democratic development and a great flourishing period, cities reborned and the new urban classes gathered together for create an indipendent reality free from the imperial authority and feudal constraints: the communes. Lucia in this period began to think about a free existence like his brother Feliciano (especially when in 1115 Florence became a commune), who fought with Papal States against Frederick Barbarossa for the liberty of communes (Lombard League) so, because of this, she prefered to stay in Florence although there wasmany civil wars between Guelfs and Ghibellines and, subsequently, White Guelfs and Black Guelfs. (Here are still missing exursus and history of the Republic of Florence and Seignory of Florence, plus the part of  the commune of Florence is a bit confused) Ｇｒａｎｄ Ｄｕｃｋｙ ｏｆ Ｔｕｓｃａｎｙ （Ｇｒａｎｄｕｃａｔｏ ｄｉ Ｔｏｓｃａｎａ） ａｎｄ Ｒｏｍａｎ Ｒｅｐｕｂｌｉｃ （Ｒｅｐｕｂｂｌｉｃａ Ｒｏｍａｎａ） (In progress) Ｃｅｎｔｒａｌ Ｉｔａｌｙ (In progress) Ｃｅｎｔｒａｌ Ｉｔａｌｙ (In progress) Hobbies -Reading; -Writing; -Studying; -Drawing.

Talents: -Cooking; -Writing; -Drawing.

Fears: earthquakes (before say anything this fear ISN’T a reference to the famous earthquakes in Central Italy in 2016, it’s a general fear because there was, in the past, many other earthquakes in Central Italy), wars and civil wars (especially the second because civil wars ruined her grandfather and characterized many wars for power in Florence)

Languages Spoken: italian, Central Italy dialects

First Languages: italian

Hair Color: brown hair, between the dark brown of her big brother Romano and the light brown of her little brother Feliciano

Hair Style: slightly wavy hair with a curl to the right of her head and more central. This represent her geographically position (she is the Middle Italy)

Hair Length: medium-long hair

Eye Color:  green eyes, like the hills, the nature when spring come out and the Green Woodpecker, because this animal is related to many cults of ancient Central Italy popolations. According to a legend, the green woodpecker leaded the Picenes from the territory of Sabina to the Piceno’s region (Marche) during the ver sacrum. It was they totem animal. According to Ovid the green woodpecker was a man named Pico, king of Ausonia and founder of Albalonga, who was turned into a green woodpecker (“picchio verde” in italian) by Circe because he refused her love. For the Umbrians this animal was a symbol of good luck. For the Latins piculus (woodpecker in latin) was a sacred animal which could predict the future. For christian culture the green woodpecker was the only bird which hadn’t help God to create fountes, rivers and streams so God, for punish him, said that he couldn’t drink water from rivers, only on leaves and branches when it rains

Complexion: european dark skin

Overall Appearance: she looks like a young, twenty-one-year-old woman with slightly wavy hair, medium brown and medium length. Once she kept them long, but with the advent of the Unification of Italy initially she had been cuts them short (They not reached her shoulders) then, at the end of the war, she decided to let them grow. This represent her radical changes during the italian wars indipendent, psychological and territorial changes (she became more combactive and tried to conquer her territories which were donated in Medieval Age to Papal States). She usually wears elegant clothes, for her the appearance are important, like white shirts lined with lashes and tight black skirts. Posture always erect, almost regal in some ways, and a thin physical without curves too accentuated. Her dark eyes, of an emerald green, seem perennially serious or lost in the void, wandering in a separate world. She has two scars behind her back: one, the smallest, passes horizontally close to her waist and go through a quarter of her back, the other, bigger, begins after her shoulder and cross vertically her back until the scar reaching the first and crossing it slightly. They represent respectively the Battle of Tolentino in 1815 and the fall of the Second Roman Republic in 30th April 1849. The curl, typical of the brothers, it’s at the right of her head and more central. Obviously it is an erogenous zone, so she doesn’t want someone touch it. It represents her geographical position, at the center of Italy. She also has got a floreal bracelet which represents an event during spring in Castelluccio di Norcia called “Fioritura”. Between May and July the plateau of Castelluccio, Pian Grande and Pian Perduto, is colored by many and different species of flowers like daffodils, violets, tulips, gentianellas, etc…

Family:

Feliciano Veneziano Vargas/Nord Italia

Feliciano is the little brother of Lucia. She loves him like her big brother and in the past she helped him during the first battles against Austria in Risorgimento, even she didn’t helped him with a real and trained army but with an army formed by tuscan volunteers.

Lovino Romano Vargas/Sud Italia

Lovino is her old brother and she love him very much. Lucia see him as a protective figure even sometimes they quarrel. They fought together against Austria during the Battle of Tolentino and she asked his help during napoleonic conquests, in 1798, for throwing out frenchmen in her Roman Republic.

Romulus Caesar Vargas/Antica Roma - Repubblica - Impero Romano

Romulus taught her latin, Romans culture and religion, prohibiten her to learn ancient greek and greek philosopy. The education in Ancient Rome was very strich and disciplined, you had to study only what the government (or your pater familias) wantend you to learn, so Lucia learn only what Rome wanted her to learn. However, he loved her and she loved and loves him, so much that she’ll never forget the teachings of Rome, bringing them to today. (for example: her italian accent is very similiar to latin and she studied latin even after the death of her grandfather)

Friends: Feliks Łukasiewicz/Polonia They are friends, although their meeting is quite recent, in fact dates back to 1849. The Polish had come in Central Italy as a military assistance to the Roman Republic after Rome was besieged by the French and, then, he’s mentioned in the Italian anthem and Italy in the Polish Gilbert Beilschmidt/Prussia They are friends  (mostly drinking) although the Italian doesn’t love so much the prussian. Their friendship began in 1198, during the first Crusade, when the Teutonic Order was born. Armed fellow fighters, they fought together until about 1250, when Lucia decided to leave the military road and jump into the intellectual one thanks to the Scola Siciliana, and became the independent communes of Florence. In certain ways we can say she saw him born. They later found themselves in the Congress of Vienna and, in particular, in the Italian-Prussian alliance, also known as the Third Italian War of Independence, on March 28, 1866. We can say that Gilbert is the only one who she doesn’t really feel hate, despite his and his brother terrible behavior on her during World War II Antonio Fernàndez Carriedo/Spagna The relationship between the italian and spanish is rather neutral, they have a small friendship’s link just because they share Lovino. In the past, they have always been quite ambiguous, one allies then enemies and allies again, the culprits are also the lords/grand dukes of Lucia who have constantly danced between France and Spain for keep good relations with the firts and receive benefits from the second. Even during spanish domination period in Italy, despite she enjoyed the total support of Spain, the italian was almost forced to accept it as it was imposed by her superiors who were helped by spanish to return in Florence after the expulsion in 1494 (Piero de’ Medici was throw out in 1494 with all the other Medici’s components) Kiku Honda/Giappone Lucia meet Kiku during the Second World War but they never talk together unless for important things. After the war they started to talk because he sometimes visited her at Florence and nowdays they have a little friendship link. There are many japanese tourist at Florence, one of the most popular tourist destination, especially students who come for studies or their curiosity, plus in Central Italy there are many comicon dedicated to anime, manga, cosplay, games and comics where Lucia and Kiku often meet and, sometimes, they cosplay togheter. The most important are Lucca Comics and Games and Romics, but there are other less famous like Camerino Comics Enemies: Francis Bonnefoy/Francia Nowadays Lucia can’t even see the French how she hates him. Even though they don’t appear, they were great friends: France has supported Florence and the Medici family for many years even during the instability period of the 15th century - he helps the Florentine Republic set up after the expulsion of the Medici. Although she was later forced to support Spain - in those periods vicious enemy of France - their relations were good, especially thanks to Caterina de 'Medici, first, wife of Henry II, then guard of Charles IX, and were also allied in the war against Charles V -Lega of Cognac. The situation remained great for centuries, until Napoleon’s arrival. Initially, like all the Italians, she greatly admired the general, but as a result of increasingly pungent choices only to increase his power, confidence in Francis and in his beloved commander collapsed until it disappeared. The Napoleonic period for the two was the most unstable one, surrounded by continual quarrels and reconciliations which ended on March 21, 1801, when the French suppressed the Grand Duchy of Tuscany with the Kingdom of Etruria, removing at the Italian girl the last territory of her property. From that moment on, their relationship was broken. There was a last moment of reconciliation during the Unity of Italy (Plombières agreements) but the Armistice of Villafranca, the betrayal of Napoleon III, reversed again and for the last time the situation Roderich Eldestein/Austria Their relationship is not one of the best, since they met. The Medician dynasty, which had been left with only one childless component, had now dried up and it was replaced by the Habsburg-Lorraine, who became part of the Habsburg branch thanks to the marriage between the Archduke Maria Teresa d'Asburgo and Francesco Stefano di Lorena. The entry of the new family into the Grand Duchy of Tuscany should have included this territory into austrian possessions but they decided to keep the territories and, consequently, the respective crowns separate. Despite the decision, however, the austrian attempted to impose on her, for example, to oblige her to suppress an intellectual book because according to him was unfit, he also disagreed the Grand Duchy’s freedom of press. The Risorgimento worsened their already unstable relations with the battle of Tolentino in 1815, the siege of Ancona on May 8, 1849, and the conquest of the Grand Duchy of Tuscany on May 28, 1849. Although she hates him, in any case she owes him a big thank -that she will never say- to having returned to her the Grand Duchy of Tuscany during the Vienna Congress Arthur Kirkland/UK Today Lucia and Arthur seems to be enemies, because italians consider british dirty, bad in the kitchen and with strange habits, british consider italians mediocre and stupids. In reality, Lucia and her brothers had been allies with Arthur: during the World War I italians leave the Triple Alliance and, with the covenant of London, they went into Triple Entente, plus british during the Second Italian Indipendent war wantend to help italians, even only for ruin France and Austria. Many english writers used as model other italian poets and as setting an italian city, plus the english authoress Mary Shelley with his husband lived in Italy. However, unfortunately, these things didn’t contribuited to create a friendship link beacause of many contrasting differences (habits, way to talk, languages, etc…) and now, althought sometimes they talk together about literature, Lucia and Arthur aren’t good friends (still a sort of w.i.p.)

Okay, this is fabulous. I’m half Italian, and I love that you included such in depth information. Thanks for the submission!

~Kat

[thephoboss]

Czech dubbing of TST

Once more it is proved that dubbing is a horrible thing, lowering quality of the show extremely - but here I am, so desperate to understand this episode that I watched it anyway...

It’s always difficult to know what was or wasn’t just a simple mistake in translation, especially with Czech being so very unlike English and trying to keep the meaning of every sentence can be real tricky + my personal input could be altering meanings of some things as well, but anyway here’s what was different enough to catch my attention:

-Sherrinford: when Mycroft is speaking about “the other one”, he refers to this other sibling as a male. BUT at the end, when he makes the phone call from his kitchen, he is clearly using the name as female, he wants to speak to a woman called Sherrinford (presuming Sherrinford is indeed a person, not like a code name of a place or an institution or whatever).

-Small child singing: in the Czech version, it’s (most likely) a girl’s voice, but with children it’s sometimes hard to tell. Also the lyrics are super hard to catch - I believe it’s roughly (and this is my literal translation back into Eng.) “Oh where am I, I have no idea. Oh who will save me now?”

-Toby: in English, Mary describes John as “handy and loyal”. She could be describing the dog with these words, which is basically the joke between herself and Sherlock, but even for a man this would be an acceptable description (would it? Eng. not my 1st language).

But in the Czech translation, she uses literaly the words “clever and obedient”, both of which are specifically used for actual dogs (”clever boy”, right?). Now, I know that ain’t much of a difference from the original version, but in Czech it sounded positively degrading to describe John Watson as fucking obedient.  This joke, remotely funny in English, turned plain hummilating in Czech.

-VAMPIRE: okay now this was a game-changer for me. Because when John texted the word “Night owl?”  - “Sova?”, the reply was in En. “Vampire”, but in Cz. the reply was “Upírka” - a FEMALE VAMPIRE (upír would be male, upírka is female). If the person texting meant themselves, it would have to be a woman - and if it was a codeword, it doesn’t matter.

-SOLIDARNOST: no idea if this actually means anything at all, but this word is written in black on the white wall which Mary is driving past on her bike when she’s on the run. I might be wrong, but this shot is still in Sweden, isn’t it? Well anyway, it caught my eye cause it’s a Czech word and it means solidarity. Probs just a coincidence, huh?

Oh my, this got a bit too long... Just organizing my thoughts here, but since The Czech Republic got so much attention in the Sherlock fandom in this past month, I reckon posting this wouldn’t be so bad.

Now, let’s stay sane until the next two trains of episodes hit us!

[misterbitches]

Im not intelligent at all. In the conventional sense. The ramblings of a girl who just has sooo much going in in her head it's constant. But im not a genius. Or that confusing.

It just sounds like I am bc fandoms have this issue where they can JUSTSO point out the issues in soletiing. They can pick and prod and go oh problematic! But then you go to name the problems and the difficulties within society like for ex: the idea of representation in general. Salivating over it. How fucking sad that is. How we are trained to accept it. So in a BL and also RACE in the bl genre they exploit viewers naivete both domestically and internationally. Ive seen tons of people liken being asian to being a person of color. However, in their predominantly homogenous society (or intentionally publically homogenous society), they are not "poc" (also name the of color; i dont use bipoc idc if u do but it's called being asian guys cos yall aint talkin about black ppl lmao)

They as humans seeing other humans who look like them everywhere, engage with the world differently than an american in asia or asians living outside of their home country (like bae doo nanwhen she worksnin the US is not the same as the bae doo nanworking on a korean program) I dont complain about it in everything i see bc ppl say it ALL THE TIME. but it is NOT the same. Being a person of color is very distinctly an american concept. This is all stuff people will get to know on their own if they choose to dig more.

I do my best to underline what my ugly little eyes process. How i figure things out as a black female american artist too! Im hard on shit cos i should be. I take it seriously. And even if i dont take it seriously bc THEY dont then thats their problem.

I know this is a complaint that I am not alone in. I know it's the internet. I just don't get how people can write really heavy analysis but they refuse to actually probe the underlying issues. Not everyone is me, or like my friends, but if there's way fewer people talking about this stuff it seems absolutely glaring when theres few people engaging in the way i do. It seems like im the glitch but I am thinking just as much just differently.

I really loved where your eyes linger but there was little deep class analysis. I remember few convos a bout it. I know a lot about korea (sigh being a black ex kpop fan lol mess) and i love the history but all ofnit matters! Korea's relation to labor!

People bringing up thai actors snd actresses leaving the industry and doing acting as something quick. As an artist~ who went to film school with insanely wealthy ppl and isnin tons of debt you have to understand how shitty that is. People have monetary access and they just fucking do whatever just because they want to. Meanwhile you have young people being coerced into this bullshit mainstream life to LITERALY just make money bc they dont come from a rich background. The wealth gap in thailand is BAD, theres a dictatorship, they had a fucking coup. The governments like here do not respect their people. Their marginalized groups. Trans thai women, black thai ppl, poor thai ppl. And it LITERALLY CANNOT DO ANYTHING EFFECTIVELY IN CAPITALISM. No nothing can be perfect but if it's going into our eyeballs and we can view the worlld critically then why the fuck not!???

I dont say the things i see are wrong always. I reply when i think i need to. I try and engage with others but not to kuch avail. I just want to rb stuff and tdhink lajfhhdjwhjej.

But like yea theres a lot of just wrong or misguided stuff. A lot of the times it is just historical inaccuracy in framing or idk. A refusal to think outside the box. I dont care. Theres more to life than just sort of looking and not thinking especially for othrr artists.

Idk im sorry. I dont see how i can change how i view things. I really wish people would expand their palettes too and go deeper into other means of art from places! Things not in the mainstream! Theres a lot of good thai artists and a lot of them critical as fuck about their country as they should be. Authority, austerity, patriarchy, capital, racism etc like that is central to a power thats interested in growing gains and fiscal and social power. Theres rly radical or left leaning etc ppl out there in the world and these countries in these communities. So they exist. No people in these countries dont have NO clue whats going on. Cultural relativism is alsos something people should understand. I had a good talk with ppl on here a while ago about that. Talking about shit, critiquing, but being respectful to a group. Part of thay is realizing these groups CLEARLY know their own issues and all our cultures share the same goal. Guess what it is. It rhymes with acquiring wealth. Money means you hurt people. In the post, we talked about use of "wife" and "husband" which is a stupid joke that has been "explained" a billion times and yet the explanations still dont seem to answer or justify a minor problem (it's very funny to me that a language that doesnt have gendered pronouns is now very specific about two men. Hmmm wonder why. It is annoying.)

So im not the only person on the planet doing this. Or the few ppl ive seen that do. Im not new my thoughts arent new. Ive gotten to see another side to a culture i knew not much about and that means i can put the context of my beliefs and life and try and understand thheirs. For ex i learned from ITSAY because of a sign that said 'french food' that they were the only country to not be colonized back then. Do you know how integral that history is to their region? That was an interesting detail (i didnt finish itsay bc ihad a lot going on and i was rly upset that i would see hownrich they are and i hate that.)

Anyways thats my complaint. It used to feel like a sting of rejection. I left online for months in 2019, i started organizing more, joined a union, trying to do some panther work shit like that. I learned a lot in those months and it changed my life! But when I came back, I felt so isolated. It wasnt my true friends tho sometimes theyre ANNOYINGGGGG (love u) but it was me being like "if we are going to complain guys then lets put our money where our mouth is" lets be fucking serious about it then. No say it with your chest dude. It isnt difficult. Go with the fucking flow, talk about it, critique it, think. You can still fucking like itnor love it.

I am BLACK ok and i love rap. I am a black woman. I will continue to clown black men that cant seem to not clown themselves and listen. No i wont support monetarily: drake is a creep and i hate him but i bump that niggas song. Thats fucking LIFE. I got so sick of hiding myself and it became clear that it wasnt that i wasntthinking well or hard enough. They just didnt like that i said we need to commit class suicide and inspect out middle class sensibilities and middle class wealth hoarding (google it) if thats what we engaged with. Every part of you, antagonize it. I still have my privileges; class, skin color, even my father being a nigerian immigrant, me being cis, im not str8 but not a lesbian and those are differences.

Insecurities in general but some shallow thoughts (?) on discussion in "fandom" space. FYI, this will most likely stay the same. I tend to stay in my own bubble socially IE me and my friends are similar in our views. During this awful year while running my union's account, im surrounded by like minds. Me and my friends? We changed together. We grew up and saw what we didnt like and what we want. We do our best.And i CHOOSE my life to be that way bc it should be. There is no solution. I dont believe in solutions because the solution is to abolish capital or just divest. Abolishing capital and labor are a huge one and i will die before that happens (but so help me as long as im alive? Black women to FREEDOMMMM is my motto!) so making your own path in life is the best thing an artist can do IN MY OPINION.

However with technology and stuff this puts another layer onto things. Tech, social media, this shit....it THRIIIIIIIVESSSSSSS off of conflict and shallow readings of the world. We are literally primed for it. Engagement in bites. Impossible for me with my brain; i got used to it and i paid for it by limiting my scope. Not being encouraged to THINK AND READ before just speaking

(For ex i am in iww, i helped form a branch here. It is a radical union. Unionism is imprative to me-if ur interested u should read up on some. Look up peter cole! Google inthesetimes Ilwu. Gives you some understanding. Ive always been progressive and now i am....very left idk ic ant label myself. But even in my progrssiveness i had the gall to tell my white friend, whoa has her privileges but i had mine with our class disparity, that we dont need unions, i have WORKED retail. Ive done barista work for sonoing and i do gig work. So i wasnt out of touch. I had been stiffed even with a shoot i was working on by rich kids. So i had a frame of reference . But i didnt know what the FUCKa union was and why it is imperative. Then learning about anarcho syndicalism and all these other things. It changed my fucking life but two years earlier i was this idiot spouting shit like that making one of my best friends fucking upset. We DO AND CAN CHANGE. Think!!!!)

So were i a creator for tv id just constantly try and push the buttons if i need big money. Make them sell into me (thank you sonic youth!) theres Endless possibilities guys which means theres SO MUCH TK EXPLORE!!!! When i wanna have fun with it i just have fun. When i want to think i do. I dont understand why we are so dedicated to upholding things and doing mental gymnastics to end up in a space you dont need mental gymnastics for. What about these critiques makes you uncomfortable? Saying we're all part of the problem as spectators? Im sorry but we will always be. Thats LIFE. God fuck. Fuck me. I feel so fucking worthless and stupid sometimes. I know I am not. I know i am talented and intelligent. I know my friends and family. I know how to approach ppl. I know how to tell people if they are rich but want to be progressive whatsup. I choose how i live part of that is being ok to say what i want.

Ironically consrrvatives say this shit alot. But they arent ever alone bc their ideology is default. But yea it does feel shitty. It even feels shitty when ur in left circles but people STILL dont even wanna do that. These perspectives really arent ss many as they should be. I dont want to feel so alone with it. I know there are more. I just love art and the world so fucking much, endless possibility. Endless pain but endless good.