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Info for writer in Thai series fandom: Lullabies

Some well know song used for lullabies, games, ect.

Notes:

I notice that using lullabies or nursery rhymes in writing is a common occurrence, so in this chapter I will give you something in case you want some Thai songs for that. Oh, but if you are more comfortable using an English song, then I would like to assure you that many of them are well known in Thai. Don't worry.

I added all song links on AO3, but just some here due to the post limit.

lullabies and Children's song

I added some song links on AO3, but not here, sorry.

นกกาเหว่า : nok-ka-wao (Cuckoo song)

กาเหว่าเอย ไข่ไว้ให้แม่กาฟัก kawao oei khai wai hai mae ka fak The cuckoo lays an egg for the mother crow to hatch.

แม่กาก็หลงรัก คิดว่าลูกในอุทร mae ka ko long rak khit wa luk nai uthon The crow fell in love and thought that the egg was her own,

คาบเอาข้าวมาเผื่อ ไปคาบเอาเหยื่อมาป้อน khap ao khao ma phuea pai khap ao yuea ma pon carrying food and prey back to feed it,

ถนอมไว้ในรังนอน ซ่อนเหยื่อมาให้กิน thanom wai nai rang non son yuea ma hai kin cherish it in the nest, and hide the prey for it to eat.

ปีกเจ้ายังอ่อนคลอแคล ท้อแท้จะสอนบิน pik chao yang on khlokhlae thothae cha son bin Your wings are still too weak to teach to fly.

แม่กาพาไปกิน ที่ปากน้ำพระคงคา mae ka pha pai kin thi paknam phra khongkha The mother crow took it to eat at the estuary of the Ganges river.

ตีนเจ้าเหยียบสาหร่าย ปากก็ไซ้หาปลา tin chao yiap sarai pak ko sai ha pla Feet are stepping on algae, and the mouth is searching for fish.

กินกุ้งแลกินกั้ง กินหอยกระพังแมงดา kin kung lae kin kang kin hoi kra phang maengda Eat shrimp and crayfish. Eat mussels and horseshoe crabs.

กินแล้วก็โผมา จับที่ต้นหว้าโพธิ์ทอง kin laeoko pho ma chap thi ton wa pho thong Then dart to the Wa Pho Thong tree.

ยังมีนายพราน เที่ยวเยี่ยมเยี่ยมมองมอง yang mi naiphran thiao yiam yiam mong mong There is also a hunter sneaking a peek at them.

ยกเอาปืนขึ้นส่อง จ้องเอาแม่กาดำ yok ao puen khuen song chong ao mae ka dam Raising the gun and staring at the black crow,

ตัวหนึ่งว่าจะต้ม อีกตัวว่าจะยำ tua nueng wa cha tom ik tua wa cha yam one is to boil, another one will be made into yum.

กินนางแม่กาดำ ค่ำวันนี้อุแม่นา kin nang mae ka dam kham wanni u mae na This evening we will eat the mother black crow.

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*These two clips word some lyrics a little different, but overall, it's the same.

นกขมิ้น : nok-kha-min (Canary song)

เจ้านกขมิ้นเหลืองอ่อนเอ๋ย chao nokkhaminlueang-on oei O light yellow canary

ค่ำแล้วจะนอนที่ตรงไหน kham laeo cha non thi trong nai Where will you sleep at night?

จะนอนไหนก็นอนได้ cha non nai ko non dai You can sleep anywhere.

สุมทุมพุ่มไม้ก็เคยนอน sumthum phummai ko khoei non The bushes used to sleep

ลมพระพายชายพัดมาอ่อนๆ lom phra phai chai phat ma on on The gentle wind blows

เจ้าเคยจรมานอนรังเอย chao khoei chon ma non rang oei You used to wander and come to sleep in the nest.

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วัดโบถส์ (Bot temple)

วัดเอ๋ย วัดโบสถ์ wat oei watbot Temple Oey, Bot temple

*Bot means a place for monks to use for rites but is sometimes used as a temple name. Watbot means Bot temple.

ปลูกข้าวโพด สาลี pluk khaophot sali planting wheat

ลูกเขยตกยาก lukkhoei tokyak son-in-law become impoverished

แม่ยายก็พรากลูกสาวหนี maeyai ko phrak luksao ni The mother-in-law took her daughter away.

โอ้ข้าวโพด สาลี o khaophot sali oh wheat

ป่านฉะนี้ จะโรยราเอย panchani cha roira oei Thus far, it will wither

**Normally, khaophot means corn and sali means wheat, but according to La Loubere, khaophot sali here should mean wheat.

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วัดเอ๋ย วัดโบสถ์ wat oei watbot Wat Oey, Wat Bot

มีต้นตะโหนด อยู่ 7 ต้น mi ton ta not yu chet ton There are 7 tanote trees.

เจ้าขุนทองจะไปปล้น chao khunthong cha pai plon Chao Khun Thong is went out to rob

ตะโหนด 7 ต้น ของคนดง ta not chet ton khong khon dong 7 tanodes of the barbarian people

เจ้าขุนทองตายแล้ว chao khunthong tai laeo Chao Khun Thong is dead.

เหลือแต่กระดูกแก้ว ให้คนปอง luea tae kraduk kaeo hai khon pong Only bones left for people to get

มือขวาถือฉัตร muekhwa thue chat right hand holding a tier

มือซ้ายสะบัดขึ้นถือธง muesai sabat khuen thue thong left hand flutters up to hold the flag.

ตั้งใจจะไปปลง tangchai cha pai plong intend to cremate

ศพเจ้าขุนทอง sop chao khunthong The corpse of Chao Khun Thong

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วัดเอ๋ยวัดโบสถ์ wat oei watbot Wat Oey, Wat Bot

มีตาลโตนดอยู่7ต้น mi tantanot yu chet ton There are 7 palm tanot trees.

พ่อขุนทองก็ไปปล้น phokhun thong ko pai plon por Khun Thong went to rob *Usually พ่อ(por) means father, but here it is a term use for a younger man with intimacy or affection.

ป่านฉะนี้ไม่เห็นมา panchani mai hen ma even now he still can't be seen came back.

เมียคดข้าวใส่ห่อ mia khotkhao sai ho Wife dip out rice and wrapped it

ถ่อเรือไปตามหา thoruea pai tamha punt out to find him

เขาก็เล่าลือมา khao ko laolue ma people are rumored

ว่าพ่อขุนทองตายแล้ว wa phokhun thong tai laeo that por Khun Thong is dead

เหลืออยู่แต่กระดูกแก้ว luea yu tae kraduk kaeo Only the bone remains

เมียรักจะไปปลง mia rak cha pai plong dear wife will go to cremate

เจ้าขุนศรีจะถือฉัตร chao khun si cha thue chat Chao Khun Sri will hold a tier.

ยกกระบัตรถือธง yokkrabat thue thong raising the flag

ถือท้ายพายเรือหงส์ thuethai phairuea hong steer a swan boat *a state barge with a swan as a figurehead

จะไปปลงศพเจ้าพ่อนา cha pai plongsop chaopho na to go to the funeral of him Na

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วัดเอ๋ย วัดโบสถ์ wat oei watbot Wat Oey, Wat Bot

มีตาลตะโหนด อยู่7ต้น mi tan ta not yu chet ton There are 7 palm tanodes.

เจ้าขุนทอง ไปปล้น chao khunthong pai plon Chao Khun Thong went to rob

ป่านฉะนี้ ไม่เห็นมา panchani mai hen ma its been a long time but he still not came back

คดข้าว ใส่ห่อ khotkhao sai ho dip out rice, wrapped

ถ่อเรือ ไปหา thoruea pai ha punt out to find

เขา ก ร่ำฦๅมา khao kram lue ma people are rumored

ว่าเจ้าขุนทอง ตายแล้ว wa chao khunthong tai laeo that Chao Khun Thong is dead

เหลือแต่ โกศแก้ว luea tae kot kaeo Leave only the glass urn

เมียรัก จักมาปลง mia rak chak ma plong dear wife will come

จักถ่อพาย ท้ายเรือหงส์ chak tho phai thairuea hong Will paddle at the back of the swan boat

ไปปลงศพ อุแม่นา pai plongsop u mae na Go to the funeral u mae na * u mae na is a kind of suffix used in some old songs.

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This is the first one.

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This is the third one.

Originally I knew only 2 versions of this song, but since I found 4 when I searched, I put all 4 here.

The version of this song that mentions Khun Thong actually has political implications. First, is that Khun Thong died fighting for our country and we should honor his action; and then, afterward, Khun Thong kind of became a symbol of the act of a revolutionary, as that name got used in literature about the uprising on October 14th, 1973, and the massacre on October 6th, 1976.

จันทร์เจ้าขา (Moon song)

"Chaokha" is a word used by women to politely call or beg the elderly. It's quite old-fashioned and is rarely used nowadays.

จันทร์เจ้าขา ขอข้าวขอแกง ขอแหวนทองแดง ผูกมือน้องข้า chan chaokha kho khao kho kaeng kho waen thongdaeng phuk mue nong kha Moon Chao Kha, I ask for rice, for curry (soup/stew), and for a copper ring to bind my Nong's hand.

ขอช้าง ขอม้า ให้น้องข้าขี่ ขอเก้าอี้ ให้น้องข้านั่ง khochang kho ma hai nong kha khi kho kao-i hai nong kha nang Asking for an elephant, for a horse, for my Nong to ride, for a chair, for my Nong to sit on.

ขอเตียงตั่ง ให้น้องข้านอน ขอละคร ให้น้องข้าดู kho tiang tang hai nong kha non kho lakhon hai nong kha du Ask for a bed for my Nong to sleep in. Ask for a play for my Nong to watch.

ขอยายชู เลี้ยงน้องข้าเถิด ขอยายเกิด เลี้ยงตัวข้าเอง kho yai chu liang nong kha thoet kho yai koet liangtua kha eng ask for granny Chu, take care of my Nong. Ask for Grandma koet, take care of me.

เดือนหงาย (Waxing moon song)

เดือนเอ๋ยเดือนหงายดาวกระจายทรงกลด duean oei dueanngai daokrachai songklot Moon eoi, moonlit night. Star scatter and the moon have halo

อุ้มเจ้าขึ้นใส่รถว่าจะพาไปชมเดือน um chao khuen sai rot wa cha pha pai chom duean carry you in the car to take you to see the moon

พิศแลดูดาวไปดาวก็ไม่งามเหมือน phit lae du dao pai dao ko mai ngam muean Looking at the stars, the stars are not as beautiful.

พิศแลดูเดือนเหมือนนวลอุแม่นา phit lae du duean muean nuan u mae na Look at the moon, its beautiful like you u mae na

น้ำท่วมเมฆ (Flood clouds)

โยกเยกเอย yokyek oei swaying oei *eoi is an apostrophe after a name, or an introductory noun. , or at the end of the poem

น้ำท่วมเมฆ namthuam mek flood of clouds

กระต่ายลอยคอ kratai loikho floating rabbit

หมาหางงอ ma hang ngo bent-tailed dog

กอดคอโยกเยก kot kho yokyek hugging each other neck swaying

ค้างคาว (Bat song)

ค้างคาวเอ๋ย khangkhao oei bat oei

บินมายืด ๆ bin ma yuet yuet slowly fly over

ค่ำ ๆ มืด ๆ kham kham muet muet late at night

จะไปสวนไหน cha pai suan nai which garden will you go

จะไปสวนนอก cha pai suan nok if going to the garden outside

เอาลูกมะกอกมาฝากบ้างนะ ao luk makok ma fak bang na Do bring some olives back for us.

จิงโจ้ Chingcho

*Chingcho have many meaning such as

Pond Skaters

a type of crib mobile nursery décor.

Female soldiers in the reign of King Rama V

kangaroo

mythical creatures

a type of bird.

I grew up thinking the word Chingcho here meant the bird, but after doing some searching I found a more convincing explanation, which is that the word Chingcho in this song did not refer to anything above but the swaying movement that all things above have in common, and this song is about Chinese people who sailed to Thailand to trade and do the swaying movement in order to sail the ship. จิงเอย จิงโจ้ ching oei chingcho ching oei chingcho มาโล้สำเภา ma lo samphao making the junk sailing along the waves หมาไนไล่เห่า manai lai hao The dog barks จิงโจ้ตกน้ำ chingcho tok nam chingcho falls into water หมาไนไล่ซ้ำ manai lai sam dog repeatedly chasing จิงโจ้ดำหนี chingcho dam ni chingcho dives away, fleeing ได้กล้วยสองหวี dai kluai song wi get two hand of bananas ทำขวัญจิงโจ้ thamkhwan chingcho thamkhwan chingcho *Tham khwan refers to the practice of performing a ceremony to encourage or resurrect spirits after experiencing a loss of khwan.

It can also mean to pay damages or compensation, to give something for consolation (of the people of north Thailand), to perform rites of welcome or to compensate, or to recompense.

กาพย์เห่เรือ ตอน เห่ชมเรือ

เกริ่นโคลง introductory poem

ปางเสด็จประเวศด้าว ชลาลัย pang sadet prawet dao chalalai ทรงรัตนพิมานชัย กิ่งแก้ว song rattana phiman chai king kaeo พรั่งพร้อมพวกพลไกร แหนแห่ phrangphrom phuak phon krai haen hae เรือกระบวนต้นแพร้ว เพริศพริ้งพรายทอง ruea krabuan ton phraeo phroetphring phrai thong

กาพย์ poem ช้าละวะเห่ cha la wa he

พระเสด็จโดยแดนชล ทรงเรือต้นงามเฉิดฉาย phra sadet doi daen chon song ruea ton ngam choetchai กิ่งเเก้วแพร้วพรรณราย พายอ่อนหยับจับงามงอน king kaeo phraeo phanrai phai on yap chap ngamngon นาวาแน่นเป็นขนัด ล้วนรูปสัตว์แสนยากร nawa naen pen khanat luan rup sat saenyakon เรือริ้วทิวธงสลอน สาครลั่นครั่นครื้นฟอง ruea rio thio thong salon sakhon lan khran khruen fong เรือครุฑยุดนาคหิ้ว ลิ่วลอยมาพาผันผยอง ruea khrut yut nak hio lio loi ma pha phanphayong พลพายกรายพายทอง ร้องโห่เห่โอ้เห่มา phon phai krai phai thong rong ho he o he ma สรมุขมุขสี่ด้าน เพียงพิมานผ่านเมฆา son muk muk si dan phiang phiman phan mekha ม่านกรองทองรจนา หลังคาแดงแย่งมังกร man krongthong rotna langkha daeng yaeng mangkon สมรรถชัยไกรกาบแก้ว แสงแวววับจับสาคร samat chai krai kap kaeo saeng waeowap chap sakhon เรียบเรียงเคียงคู่จร ดั่งร่อนฟ้ามาแดนดิน riapriang khiangkhu chon dang ron fa ma daen din สุวรรณหงส์ทรงพู่ห้อย งามชดช้อยลอยหลังสินธุ์ suwan hong song phu hoi ngam chotchoi loi lang sin เพียงหงส์ทรงพรมมินทร์ ลินลาศเลื่อนเตือนตาชม phiang hong song phrom min lin lat luean tueanta chom เรือชัยไวว่องวิ่ง รวดเร็วจริงยิ่งอย่างลม ruea chai wai wong wing ruatreo ching ying yang lom เสียงเส้าเร้าระดม ห่มท้ายเยิ่นเดินคู่กัน siang sao rao radom hom thai yoen doen khu kan

This one is a part of a type of poem used for sing while paddling a boat so it isn't excetly a lullaby but some people do used as one including my family. The content of this poem is to admire the beauty of the parade of royal ships. I decided that translating it would be too difficult for me. So I will just leave it at that.

ช้าง (Elephant song)\

ช้างช้างช้าง chang chang chang elephant elephant elephant

น้องเคยเห็นช้างหรือเปล่า nong khoei hen chang rueplao Have Nong ever seen an elephant?

ช้างมันตัวโตไม่เบา จมูกยาวๆ เรียกว่างวง chang man tua to maibao chamuk yao yao riakwa nguang The elephant is very big and has a long nose called a proboscis.

มีเขี้ยวใต้งวงเรียกว่างา mi khiao tai nguang riakwa nga It has fangs under its trunk called tusks.

มีหู มีตา หางยาว mihu mita hangyao have ears, eyes, long tail

กบเอยทำไมจึงร้อง(Why is the frog crying?)

กบเอยทำไมจึงร้อง กบเอยทำไมจึงร้อง kop oei thammai chueng rong kop oei thammai chueng rong Why is the frog crying? Why is the frog crying?

จำเป็นต้องร้องก็เพราะว่าท้องมันปวด champen tong rong ko phrowa thong man puat The frog groaned because his stomach ached.

ท้องเอยทำไมจึงปวด ท้องเอยทำไมจึงปวด thong oei thammai chueng puatthong oei thammai chueng puat Why does the frog stomach hurt? Why does the frog stomach hurt?

ท้องมันปวดก็เพราะว่าข้าวมันดิบ thong man puat ko phrowa khaoman dip The frog stomach hurts because the rice is raw.

ข้าวเอยทำไมจึงดิบ ข้าวเอยทำไมจึงดิบ khao oei thammai chueng dip khao oei thammai chueng dip Why is the rice so raw? Why is the rice so raw?

ข้าวมันดิบก็เพราะว่าไฟมันดับ khaoman dip ko phrowa fai man dap The rice was raw because the fire was extinguished.

ไฟเอยทำไมจึงดับ ไฟเอยทำไมจึงดับ fai oei thammai chueng dapfai oei thammai chueng dap Why did the fire go out? Why did the fire go out?

ไฟมันดับก็เพราะว่าฟืนมันเปียก fai man dap ko phrowa fuen man piak The fire was extinguished because the firewood was wet.

ฟืนเอยทำไมจึงเปียก ฟืนเอยทำไมจึงเปียก fuen oei thammai chueng piak fuen oei thammai chueng piak Why is the firewood wet? Why is the firewood wet?

ฟืนมันเปียกก็เพราะว่าฝนมันตก fuen man piak ko phrowa fon man tok The firewood is wet because it rains.

ฝนเอยทำไมจึงตก ฝนเอยทำไมจึงตก fon oei thammai chueng tok fon oei thammai chueng tok Why does it rain? Why does it rain?

ฝนมันตกก็เพราะว่ากบมันร้อง fon man tok ko phrowa kop man rong It's raining because the frogs sing.

กบมันร้องก็เพราะว่าท้องมันปวด kop man rong ko phrowa thong man puat The frog groaned because his stomach ached.

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หนูมาลี nu mali

หนูมาลีมีลูกแมวเหมียวลูกแมวเหมียวลูกแมวเหมียว nu mali mi lukmaeo miao lukmaeo miao lukmaeo miao Malee has a kitty cat, a kitty cat, a kitty cat

หนูมาลีมีลูกแมวเหมียวขนมันคล้ายสำลี nu mali mi lukmaeo miao khon man khlai samli Malee has a kitty cat. Its fur is like cotton wool.

หนูมาลีจะไปที่ใดไปที่ใดไปที่ใด nu mali cha pai thidai pai thidai pai thidai No matter where Malee goes

หนูมาลีจะไปที่ใดมันตามไปทุกที่ nu mali cha pai thidai man tam pai thuk thi No matter where Malee goes. it follows everywhere.

เป็ดอาบน้ำ bath duck

ก้าบ ก้าบ ก้าบ เป็ดอาบน้ำในคลอง kap kap kap pet apnam nai khlong Kab Kab Kab Duck bathing in the canal

ตาก็จ้องแลมองเพราะในคลองมีหอย ปู ปลา ta ko chong lae mong phro nai khlong mi hoi pu pla It eyes staring because there were shells, crabs and fish in the canal.

กำมือ fist your hand

กำมือขึ้นแล้วหมุนๆ kammue khuen laeo mun mun ชูมือขึ้นโบกไปมา chu muekhuen bok paima fist your hand, raise it and turn around, raise your hand and wave it back and forth.*2

กางแขนขึ้นแหละลง kangkhaen khuen lae long arms up and down

พับแขนมือแตะไหล่ phap khaen mue tae lai folded arms touching shoulders

กางแขนขึ้นแหละลง kangkhaen khuen lae long arms up and down

ชูมือขึ้นหมุนไปรอบตัว chu muekhuen mun pai roptua Put your hands up and spin around.

โรงเรียนของเราน่าอยู่ Our school is nice

โรงเรียนของเราน่าอยู่ rongrian khong rao na yu Our school is nice

คุณครูใจดีทุกคน khunkhru chaidi thuk khon All teachers are kind.

เด็ก ๆ ก็ไม่ซุกซน dek dek ko mai sukson Children are not naughty.

พวกเราทุกคนชอบมาโรงเรียน phuakrao thuk khon chop ma rongrian We all like to come to school.

ชอบมา ชอบมาโรงเรียน chop ma chop ma rongrian like to, like to come to school

For my entire life, I had never seen anyone sing this song sincerely.

แมงมุมลายตัวนั้น That striped spider

แมงมุมลายตัวนั้น maengmum lai tua nan that striped spider

ฉันเห็นมันซมซานเหลือทน chan hen man somsan lueathon I saw that it looked unbearable.

วันหนึ่งมันเปียกฝนไหลหล่นจากบนหลังคา wan nueng man piak fon lai lon chak bon langkha one day it was wet with rain flowing from the roof

พระอาทิตย์ส่องแสงน้ำแห้งเหือดไปลับตา phra-athit songsaeng nam haenghueat pai lapta the sun shines The dry water ran out of sight.

มันรีบไต่ขึ้นฟ้าหันหลังมาทำตาลุกวาว man rip tai khuen fa hanlang ma thamta lukwao It hurriedly climbed into the sky. Turning around, eyes sparkling.

After some searching, I found out that this one is actually an English song, Itsy Bitsy Spider, translated into Thai, but it is not that match between the two versions, so I am not using the original lyrics here.

songs in children's games

รีรีข้าวสาร Reree Khaosan

รีรีข้าวสาร ri ri khaosan Reree Khaosan

สองทะนานข้าวเปลือก song thanan khaoplueak two pans of paddy

เลือกท้องใบลาน lueak thong bailan choose palm leaves

เก็บเบี้ยใต้ถุนร้าน kepbiataithunran collect the allowance under the store.

คดข้าวใส่จาน khotkhao sai chan crooked rice on a plate

พานเอาคนข้างหลังไว้ให้ดี phan ao khon khanglang wai hai di Take the person behind you.

ไอ้เข้ไอ้โขง ai khe ai khon

อ้ายเข้อ้ายโขง aikhe ai khong Ai crocodile

อยู่ในโพรงไม้สัก yu nai phrong maisak live in the hollow of teak

อ้ายเข้ฟันหัก aikhe fan hak Ai crocodile tooth are broken

กัดคนไม่เข้า kat khon mai khao can't biting people

The lyrics in this clip and the lyrics I write are a little different, but the meaning is still the same.

งูกินหาง tail-eating snake

Father Snake :

แม่งูเอ๋ยกินน้ำบ่อไหน mae ngu oei kin nambo nai Where does mother snake drink water? Mother Snake :

กินน้ำบ่อโสกโยกไปโยกมา kin nambo sok yok pai yok ma drinking water from the well, rocking and swaying Father Snake :

แม่งูเอ๋ยกินน้ำบ่อไหน mae ngu oei kin nambo nai Where does mother snake drink water? Mother Snake :

กินน้ำบ่อหินบินไปบินมา kin nambo hin bin pai bin ma Drink water at stone pond, flying back and forth. Father Snake :

แม่งูเอ๋ยกินน้ำบ่อไหน mae ngu oei kin nambo nai Where does mother snake drink water? Mother Snake :

กินน้ำบ่อทรายย้ายไปย้ายมา kin nambo sai yai pai yai ma Drink water at sand wells, move back and forth. Father Snake :

กินหัวกินหางกินกลางตลอดตัว kin hua kinhang kin klang talot tua Eat head, eat tail, eat in the middle to the whole body.

มอญซ่อนผ้า Mon hides the cloth

มอญซ่อนผ้า mon son pha Mon hides the cloth

ตุ๊กตาอยู่ข้างหลัง tukta yu khanglang doll on the back

ไว้นู่นไว้นี่ wai non wai ni keep it right there. Keep it right here

ฉันจะตีก้นเธอ chan cha ti kon thoe I will spank you

จ้ำจี้มะเขือเปราะ chamchi makhuea pro

จ้ำจี้มะเขือเปราะ กระเทาะหน้าแว่น chamchi makhuea pro kratho nawaen chamchi eggplant kratho nawaen

พายเรืออกแอ่น กระแท่นต้นกุ่ม phairuea ok aen krathaen ton kum Rowing until the chest bent. Almost stuck to the kum tree.

สาวๆ หนุ่มๆ อาบน้ำท่าไหน sao sao num num apnam tha nai Where do young people take a bath?

อาบน้ำท่าวัด เอาแป้งที่ไหนผัด apnam tha wat ao paeng thinai phat Take a bath at the temple's waterside. Where do they get the face powder from?

เอากระจกที่ไหนส่อง เยี่ยมๆ มองๆ นกขุนทองร้องฮู้ ao krachok thinai song yiam yiam mong mong nokkhunthong rong hu Where will they get a mirror to use? Sneak a peek secretly. Khun Thong birds sing hoo.

โพงพาง phongphang

โพงพางเอ๋ย ปลาเข้าลอด phongphang oei pla khao lot fish trap oei, the fish enters through.

ปลาตาบอด เข้าลอดโพงพาง pla tabot khao lot phongphang A blind fish enters the fish trap.

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*When I was a kid, I actually didn't know this game's name or that it had a song. We call it "live fish, dead fish" and just shout that at the beginning of the game, lol.

เป่ายิ้งฉุบ

ยันยินเยาปั๊กกะเป่ายิ้งฉุบ yan yin yao pak ka pao ying chup

There are actually a lot of songs to sing before Rock Paper Scissors, but the one you saw above is the one almost every version has and also the only thing most people actually use because the other verses are too long. Many times, it gets shortened to the point of using only the last word.

Songs for university activities or camp.

แจว Paddle

แจวมาแจวจ้ำจึก chaeo ma chaeo cham chuek Paddle, come paddle.

น้ำนิ่งไหลลึกนึกถึงคนแจว *2 namninglailuek nuekthueng khon chaeo Still, water flows deep. Thinking of a rower.

แจวเรือจะไปซื้อ “word” chaeoruea cha pai sue “word” Sailing boats will go buy a "word".

ขอเชิญ “name” ลุกขึ้นมาแจว kho choen “name” luk khuen ma chaeo Invite "name" to come up.

*“word” and “name” must be rhyming words.

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ไก่ย่าง grilled chicken

ไก่ย่างถูกเผา*2 kaiyang thuk phao *2 The grilled chicken got burnt *2

มันจะถูกไม้เสียบ*2 man cha thuk mai siap *2 It will be skewed *2

เสียบตูดซ้ายเสียบตูดขวา siap tut sai siap tut khwa Plug in the left ass, plug in the right ass

เสียบตูดซ้ายเสียบตูดขวาเอ๊า!! siap tut sai siap tut khwa ao!! Plug in the left ass, plug in the right ass, ah!!

ร้อนจริงๆร้อนจริงๆร้อนจริงๆ ron ching ching *3 extremely hot *3

ตาแดงๆ Red, red eyes

ตาแดง ๆ อย่ามายะน้องแรง น้องเจ็บหัวเข่า *2 tadaeng tadaeng ya ma ya nong raeng nong chep huakhao *2 Red red eyes, don't come fxxk me hard. My knee hurt. *2

น้องบอกอย่ามายะ อย่ามายะ!! *2 nong bok ya ma ya ya ma ya *2 I said, "don't come, don't come !! *2

อย่ามายะน้องแรง น้องเจ็บหัวเข่า ya ma ya nong raeng nong chep huakhao Don't come fxxk me hard. My knee hurt.

ปีหน้าจะมีรำวง *2 pi na cha mi ramwong *2 Next year there will be a dance. *2

น้องกลัวท้องป่อง อย่ามายะ อย่ามายะ nong klua thong pong ya ma ya ya ma ya I'm scared of a big belly. Don't come, don't come.

This one is filthy, but due to its popularity, I chose to put it in. I'm a modest person, I swear.(ﾉ∀＼*)

ฮิปโป Hippo

ฮิป! ฮิป! ฮิป! ฮิปโป Hip! Hip! Hip! hippo Hip! Hip! Hip! hippo

โอ้โห ตัวมันใหญ่มัน o ho tua man yai man Oh, it's big.

เดินอุ้ยอ้าย มันเดินอุ้ย doen ui-ai man doen ui Walks slowly, it walks slowly.

ลัลล้า ลัลลัลลา ลัลล้ลลา lan la lan lan la lan lon la lalala lalala lalala

ตุ่ม Jar

ตุ่มใส่น้ำใส่น้ำให้เต็มตุ่ม tum sai nam sai nam hai tem tum *2 Water jar, fill the jar with water *2

แล้วเราจะชื่นใจ laeo rao cha chuenchai *2 Then we will rejoice *2

รถตุ๊กๆ Tuk tuk car

รถตุ๊กๆ บรรทุกถ่าน rot tuk tuk banthuk than tuk tuk car, carry charcoal

รถขึ้นสะพาน rot khuen saphan car up the bridge

รถลงสะพาน rot long saphan car down the bridge

รถเลี้ยวซ้าย rot liaosai car turn left

รถเลี้ยวขวา rot liao khwa car turn right

ชักกระตุกๆๆๆ chakkratuk kratuk kratuk kratuk twitch*4

สับปะรด Pineapple

มีตารอบตัว รอบตัว รอบตัว mita roptua roptua roptua have eyes everywhere

มีตัวลายตา ลายตา ลายตา mi tua laita laita laita have dazzling body. Dazzling, dazzling, dazzling.

ฮูลาฮูลา สับปะรด ๆ hu la hu la sapparot sapparot Hula Hula Pineapple.

(เปรี้ยวไหม ๆ? เปรี้ยว!) เปรี้ยวทำยังไง? (priao mai priao mai? Priao!) priao tham yangngai? (Is it sour? Yes!) What if it's sour?

เปรี้ยวก็จิ้มเกลือ priao ko chim kluea sour, then dipped in salt.

หวานก็จิ้มเกลือ wan ko chim kluea sweet, then dipped in salt.

เปรี้ยวก็จิ้มเกลือ priao ko chim kluea sour, then dipped in salt.

หวานก็จิ้มเกลือ wan ko chim kluea sweet, then dipped in salt.

ถ้าไม่มีเกลือ ก็ไม่ต้องจิ้ม tha mai mi kluea ko mai tong chim If there is no salt, no need to dip.

หม่ำไปเลย ๆ mam pai loei mam pai loei Eat it up*2

กิ่งก้านใบ Branches, stems, and leaves

กิ่งก้านใบ ชะ ชะ ใบก้านกิ่ง kingkan bai chacha bai kan king Branches, stems, and leaves. Water wash leaves, stems, and branches.

ฝนตกลงมาจริง ๆ fontok long ma ching ching It's really raining.

ชะ ชะ กิ่งก้านใบ chacha kingkan bai Branches, stems, and leaves get wash by water

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frozcnhearts · 7 months

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@diverse-hearts-ocs asked: [ ANGER ]: the sender sharply snaps "hey" at the receiver, clearly angry about something the receiver has just done or had done in the past. - Oei / Taru

THE MANY MEANINGS OF “HEY.”: A PROMPT LIST. - always accepting

What a moody, moody woman that way. Maybe grumpy even, Taru couldn't really decide on what of both. But she didn't like the female, goddess or not. So after hearing her voice snapping at her such angered 'hey', Taru could not help but rolling her eyes before turning around. Arms crossed in front of her chest in an instant, as she stared at the other female.

"What?", she asked sharply, clearly not in the mood for any discussions or anything similar to that. As things were, the ginger herself felt rather grumpy, "Did my breath anger you? Or did I take a wrong step? Should I bow down now and beg for forgiveness?".

Oh, she dreaded Oei as much as she feared her. Had she seen often enough in what state Amadeus could be at times. But right now, she didn't have any of that.

#{ Taru Nakahara }#{ Taru ( Genshin Impact ): Walking on corrupted soil }#// She decided to be a grumpy at the WRONG PERSON #// TARU WHY-#diverseheartsocs #diverse-hearts-ocs

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ourowndemise · 10 months

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Little hands curl tightly into the sheets pulled up under a trembling chin— but she’s a big girl! A brave girl, too! So she won’t tell her father that she’s scared of the things that lurk in the shadows beneath her bed, because he has told her that she’s nothing to fear! He won’t let anything get her. And she trusts her father, oh yes, more than anyone! He’s the strongest and most handsome voe ever. This much she knows.

But perhaps…One last story couldn’t hurt? To help her fall asleep faster, of course! Nothing more.

“Could you tell me another story, please? I promise I’ll sleep after! Promise!”

Ask Ganondad

Her little voice shakes with fear, even if she tries to hide it; But all he can do is chuckle, and motion for his daughter to scoot over in her tiny bed, making room for him to lay beside her. He dangles mostly off the edge anyway, both feet planted on the ground--but his arm goes around those small shoulders, as she cuddles up close.

"One more, ne vivi. Then we sleep, my little one, and no shadows will chase us. Understood? Alright then... When the Mother oei t'sorra was born, she was given a gift--"

#food for the hungry [ic]#anonymous #[<3]#[oei: in the]

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goeie-morgen · 3 years

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Gossip Guy podcast with Willem De Schryver

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYjtRYOGS00

translated by @jackfrostsander @bruisingknees @lblogss @yousmina and me :)

E: I do have another present for you.

W: Oei oei oei, presents.

E: I do that every week. I give something to my guest of the week.

W: Oei oei oei. Do I slide it?

E: Here in the front is a flap that you have to fold upwards…

[Intro]

E: Wassup people, welcome to a new episode of the Gossip Guy podcast. My name is Ender Scholtens and today I’m here with Willem De Schryver. Everything ok?

W: Sure sure (In Dutch sure is used as a confirmation to a question).

E: Is this your first podcast?

W: Yes, this is my first podcast.

E: Stress?

W: No, it will be fine, right? Relaxed.

E: I don’t know… (laughing). For the people who don’t recognize you, from where could they know you?

W: Hmmm, probably from the youth series WTFOCK where, in the third season, I play the role of Sander.

E: And we are allowed to talk about it in this podcast.

W: Yeah I also heard that. Yes, it’s over.

E: Was it a difficult chapter of your life to close?

W: Yes, I still clearly remember the last moment… Like really the last last scene at the sea… That was an emotional moment because you went through a lot as a group, you did a lot together, and emotional scenes, intimate scenes. But yes, I think, if I speak for the whole group that it was a goodbye to the series but not a goodbye from each other. We still keep in contact. Mainly through WhatsApp.

E: Yeah, the end of the series was beautiful. I sat next to my girlfriend when it just came online. Because there were a few scenes that we hadn’t seen yet and we were just watching them… And we refreshed and the last episode was online… The last piece was online… So, I thought… I really cried… It caused quite some emotions.

W: For many people… Also under the cast and even the extras that were present for that last scene… Even among them. I can remember that they got emotional because it really was over over. I think that we, WTFOCK, have been able to impact a lot of young people in Belgium. So, it’s beautiful… We closed it beautifully…

E: I don’t doubt that. I really liked the end. What is your favorite memory from your whole WTFOCK experience?

W: Hoh, hmmm. Do I have to choose one? Difficult to choose one… I think that the most enjoyable moments… At the end of each series… Almost… We were at the sea or in the Ardennes, as a group, for a vacation. Away together. And those moments… Away with the whole cast and crew… Being away for a whole weekend. And in the evening, talking late into the night and that creates a special connection and I think that, in general, was the most enjoyable… Yes, it affects me… You share, as a young person, a common dream or something we want to realize as an actor to succeed and everyone who works so hard for that… That’s nice to see.

E: I recently talked to Veerle and I know that if she sees Nora, like somewhere, say at a party… Then they stay together for the whole evening… Do you have that? With who did you have the best connection throughout that whole experience?

W: Yes…

E: That doesn’t mean that the rest is not chill or so…

W: No the rest is all stupid… There’s only one person… I hate you all! (joking) No! Yes, hmmm, I think that I definitely have the best connection with Willem. Just because we have been through a lot… I always compare the WTFOCK crew a bit to my own friend group, aside from the cast. I mean, I know to whom I can go for what. I know I can go to some if I feel sad, to talk and I know who I can go to to have a laugh. And who I can go to to have a general chat. And everyone has their qualities or like their own aura around them… Where I love to hang around. So, it differs from person to person. So, it’s hard to choose one person but Willem then in the sense that, if you jump naked together in a swimming pool and if you have intimate scenes together… That creates a connection, of course. So, yes, if I have to choose one person…

E: Is there a barrier that you have to overcome to play such scenes? Because they are very intimate, indeed. And I, personally, couldn’t imagine… I can’t act… But, to empathize with a role… To play such scenes… Is that difficult for you?

W: Huh, yes, that’s a question I get often. I mean like… Yeah and you have to empathize with that character… But yes, you step into that project with a certain professionalism and you say “okay, we are going to create a story and bring it to the public with certain values and that we want to tell something and show something” …So, yes, you don’t really think about it. So, it’s not like I thought “Ooooo, I am kissing with a boy but I am interested in girls”. That was not a problem for me because it really is about telling the story and making that together and if the story requires that then you just completely go for it.

E: That’s cool. What are your future acting ambitions? You now have played in a series, is that something you want to do more in the future or do you like theatre more or movie or…

W: I find it difficult to choose between theatre and film, for example. After WTFOCK I played in D��jà Vu, which you can see on Streamz and later this year on Channel 4… And I study theatre at KASK. And I notice the difference, due to the recordings, I am really in the field and I am busy and I work, while at school I learn new things about theatre… So, in my opinion I have more experience in television work because I actually have done projects for that and I haven’t yet for theatre, which is still school and learning. So, I think it’s currently hard to choose but I think, maybe it’s a cliché answer, but the combination is maybe ideal, of course. But I am still exploring and I will see how it goes…

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E: What is your favorite food?

W: My favorite food?

E: Yes.

W: Hmmmm, in the past I was really a basic guy… Like spaghetti bolognese or so… But now, generally after my exams, I go to a restaurant with my grandma. She always buys. That’s always amazing. I am a fan. And I always take steak tartare with fries. That remains a bit of a guilty pleasure.

E: How long, do you think, would it take you to eat five full plates of spaghetti bolognese?

W: Hoh, hmmm. The thing is, my stomach is rather small…

E: Small?

W: I think that I would have to schedule in… Okay, after a certain time I would have to throw up and then eating further…

E: You’re allowed to take a break. You’re allowed to say… Okay, I take a few days…

W: No, no, not that…

E: You’re going to do it in a day?

W: Look, two plates… Three if I really push…

E: You get preparation time so you know like a week before… So, you can like…

W: Train yourself?

E: Yes, train…

W: Hoh, alee say about four hours…

E: Four hours?! Five plates, he? Like five really big plates…

W: Yeah but yeah, four minutes… I am exaggerating… Let’s say a day… In a day five plates…

E: Ok, that should work. Then you basically have every meal… Breakfast… Lunch… Dinner… and in between… pasta…

W: Pasta as breakfast…

E: One day should definitely be feasible.

W: Yes, indeed.

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E: What is, according to you, the reason you were placed on this planet?

W: Fuck (laughs).

E: Existential crisis, okay? Have you never thought about what the purpose of life is and what…

W: Yes, certainly… Hmmm, I'm someone who worries a lot. When I'm in bed in the evening I start to think about questions like that and then I think “what am I doing? Willem… where do I want to go to and…” Hmmm, why was I put on this planet? Hmmmm… (speechless followed by laughing). This is really bad… It’s like I don’t value myself…

E: Noooo, but I didn’t expect a deep philosophical answer. Well, if you had one… really good but…

W: Okay I’m going to think about my philosophical answer… but no. If you want… No! Yes, now I'm really going to sound philosophical but… (crosstalk) Everyone who is on earth has a certain reason to be here and everyone… I for example have that… I really feel that… I never liked going to school. Especially, in lower and high school. I… I actually, on purpose, put my fingers in my throat in the morning to throw up…

E: Wow, that’s heavy…

W: And then going downstairs to say “papa I’m ill, can I stay home?” I don’t know why but that whole system… Sitting behind a desk all day… And those classes… that was not for me. And then I discovered my passion for acting and discovered that it really suited me. And that’s the thing… A lot of people often ask me like “how did you start?” and “I also would like to do that and where do I start and I have been rejected does that mean I am not good enough?” but I think that sometimes you shouldn’t rush to find your passion. It can take longer then you would like it to take. I think that if you too intensively search for "what am I good at?" and “I have to find something that I am good at” and… For me that’s happened unexpectedly. I did take acting classes on Wednesday afternoons after school and I kind of got into it like that… I think it differs for everyone and that everyone has their own purpose here on earth.

E: And would you say your purpose is acting?

W: Yeah…

E: There isn’t a right answer but how does it feel for you at the moment? Is that the thing you love doing the most or do you see yourself doing for a long time?

W: The thing is… I’m a person who gets tired of things very quickly. I’ve had a lot of hobbies.

E: So maybe next week you want to garden or something?

W: No, no I wouldn’t say that. No the thing is, with acting that isn’t the case. Since I was twelve… well first on amateur level…

E: How old are you now?

W: 19.

E: Oh wow I thought you were my age. 19… damn bro you’re three years younger than me.

W: 2001 represent.

E: That’s literally… you’re the same age as my brother! What the shit. Alright, no okay.

W: In November so almost 2002. I’m really a latecomer.

E: What?! You look like you’re the same age as me and everything.

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W: But that’s honestly – thank you for saying that! I always used to be the “little guy.” None of the girls wanted to be with me cause they just thought I was cute.

E: I see.

W: And they came to me to talk about their love lives.

E: Oh, okay.

W: So I was always that guy who was like: “I’m in love with you.” “Oh, how cute! You’re so cute!” So I was always like: “Okay then, I’m never going to find anyone, I’m always going to stay… short. I’ll be all alone.” And then all of a sudden I –

E: Do you think height matters in regard to your chances with certain… people?

W: At this age I don’t think it does anymore, but I do think that – I think at – I just remember in high school that the romantic idea of what love was supposed to look like was very: a boy and a girl, and the boy has to be taller and stronger and bigger than the girl. But I think that now it’s more… I mean, at my age I’m convinced it’s more fluid than that, and it doesn’t have to be that way. So it doesn’t have to be an issue anymore.

E: But still, when you go on Twitter, short guys are still –

W: Yeah.

E: Totally annihilated.

W: I have notice – I have noticed – Yeah, it’s still… It’s still this… general thing that people get stuck on. Like: “Oh, a short dude. That’s not okay.” Or whatever.

E: Or like the guy has to be taller. But no, we’re – we’re – not… not all relationships… we’re really generalizing here. But I get what you mean.

W: Yeah.

E: No, it’s – I do think it’s still important. I think that when you’re, and this is really harsh, but that a lot of people look at you differently when you’re taller. I have this dude in my friend group, Louis Ledegen, and he’s close to 2 meters tall, and just some girls look at him and they just think that’s so… attractive or whatever. And I just can’t even imagine.

W: I don’t get that either.

E: That that makes them go like: “Wow!”

W: I was in the train just now and this dude walked by me and he was honestly like 2 meters tall and I was just thinking: “When you’re that tall, and you’re with…” I mean, the girl almost has to get on a stepping stool to reach him for a kiss! And girls are like – I mean, I’ve heard before that girls think it’s attractive when a man is really tall.

E: Yeah.

W: And yeah, I don’t know… I don’t totally get it.

E: No.

W: Maybe it’s cause I’m not that tall myself, that I’m like trying to protect myself and be all: “That’s not necessary!”

E: Yeah! If anybody knows the answer, do we, being shorter guys, have less of a chance?

W: Let us know, please.

14:53

E: Please let us know! We need some answers! Now in the show, wtFOCK, your hair’s a different color.

W: Yeah.

E: Yeah. Is that something… So that was actually – it wasn’t really blonde?

W: It was completely bleached.

E: Bleached.

W: It was more to the… But the thing is that they had to do it twice, cause the first time… I got there, for the first table read with the director and Willem [Herbots] and they were like: “Hey, Willem. We wanted to ask you something. We’d like to bleach your hair for the role.”

E: Yeah.

W: And I was like: “… Okay.”

E: Okay.

W: “And why?” No. “Just for the character and stuff.” So I was like: “Okay. That’s fine.” The thing is I had to be at the hairdresser for 4 hours for this.

E: Oh wow, heavy.

W: It was like this and this product, and it had to sit for a long time. It had to be bleached all over. And I got out of there the first time and I was completely yellow – but yellow like an egg.

E: Oh, shit!

W: And I… My mom dropped me off, and I texted her: “I’m done, will you come get me?” And I saw my mom approach and she just passed me by.

E: Oh wow.

W: She didn’t – she almost didn’t recognize me anymore. Like halfway - she was like – and then she was like: “Oh! Willem!” Like she hadn’t seen –

E: Oh shit.

W: That it was me. That I looked completely different. And then I arrived for another table read and Tom [Goris – director] was like: “Yeah… We’re not gonna go this route… This is too yellow.” So then I spent another 4 hours at the hairdresser. After that I had to be there for four hours almost every month. I did think it was cool to have bleached hair, but… You have to be at the hairdresser for so long, so that really wasn’t… my thing. I mean, I had some really cool moments with Mitch [Fabry – hair & make up wtFOCK]. Thanks, Mitch.

E: Would you ever dye your hair again?

W: Uhm.

E: Maybe another color?

W: Yeah, I don’t think so. I’m quite happy with my hair color, actually, I don’t know.

E: Alright.

W: Now it’s also like… Everyone always asks me: “So this is your natural hair color?”

E: Yeah.

W: And then I have to tell them: “Yeah.” And it’s like: “Oh, okay!” It’s this switch. But no, I’m happy with my hair. It’s fine.

17:03

E: I can also tell that you’ve got an earring? You can’t really tell on camera, but –

W: I’ll come a little closer [to the camera]. Yeah, I only got it recently, four weeks or something.

E: Yeah. Was it an impulsive, drunken decision, or something you wanted… for some time?

W: I’ve wanted it for a long time, but I was a little anxious about it like: “It’s not gonna look good on me,” and then after a while, a couple of months ago, I was like: “Fuck it, I’m just gonna do it.” And if it didn’t look good I could still just take it out, so it doesn’t really matter. But all in all I was pretty happy with it. My father, my parents – my mom: “Oh, so nice!!” And it was like – at first they give you a stud and then after four weeks you can change it to a hoop. And I really wanted a hoop, and I even asked the people in the (piercing) shop: “Can’t I please just get a hoop straight away?” And they were like: “No, sorry, it doesn’t work like that. For hygiene reasons that’s not okay.”

E: Okay.

W: But okay, so I had to wait four weeks and then eventually I could change it to the golden hoop. So I get home and the first thing my father said was: “Wow, you look like a douchebag.” That was the first thing out of his mouth, that I looked like a douchebag.

E: Is that the look you were going for?

W: No, not at all! Not at all!

E: I think it looks cool.

W: Thanks.

E: Cause a little while ago I wanted one, and so I put on my girlfriend’s earring – because even if your ear isn’t pierced it sticks a little –

W: Yeah.

E: And so I just put it on there for a day or something, and then I was like: “Okay, that’s quite enough.” I don’t know if I’d want it for longer than that. Recently I’ve been getting into rings and stuff though.

W: I wore rings for a long time, but I don’t have any anymore. I actually want – I like them too. But I have to –

18:47

E: If I’d known, I would’ve brought you a gift!

W: Go shopping. Goddamn!

E: I did bring you another gift though!

W: Another gift? Oei oei oei, gifts!

E: This is something I do every week, I give my guest of the week something.

W: Oei oei oei.

E: It’s just…

W: Do I just slide it –

E: There’s a little hatch over here, that you have to lift, and then you can just lift it like that. There we go.

W: There we go.

E: White hairspray.

W: If I’d want to go back to – there we have it. Too good.

E: It can be washed out really easily as well. So this way you don’t have to be at the hairdresser for like four hours. And then when you’re sick of it, you can just get rid of it again!

W: That was the thing… Thank you, by the way.

E: You’re very welcome.

W: Now I can go back – Now I can go back to my past life. No, that was the thing as well. People who – people who - after wtFOCK came online, people really recognized me with the white hair. I mean, it’s pretty noticeable, when I’m walking through Ghent station – if someone with bleached hair. I mean, if you watch the show, I can imagine that when you see someone with bleached hair, you immediately connect the two and think: “Oh, that could be him.” And then you run in to some people who ask for pictures. After that my hair was really short, cause the people from Déja-Vu were like: “We’re not gonna do this, just go back to your natural hair color.” So I cut it all off, and there was this time where… nobody came to talk to me anymore. I was able to just be myself again. It was as if – looking back on it, it was actually really nice that for wtFOCK I was able to completely get into a different character with different hair. And the first time I got rid of the hair I really noticed that was no longer being associated with the character.

E: Hannah Montana vibes! Your hair changes color and nobody knows who you are anymore.

W: “Who are you?”

E: “Who the fuck are you?!”

W: “Does anybody want to take pictures with me? It’s me! It’s me! I swear!”

E: “I’m that dude from wtFOCK! I’m that dude from wtFOCK!”

W: So if people don’t recognize me anymore I can just… *pshhht* in the morning.

E: Exactly! If you want to take some more pictures, you can just…

W: No, no. That’s fine. No, yeah.

E: It’s kind of crazy, actually. Because, honestly? The very first time I saw a flash of you, with this hair color, I also thought: “I recognize you from somewhere…” But I think I’d already gotten in contact with you through social [media] and I didn’t put two and two together that you…

W: Yeah.

E: “Aaah!”

W: “Aaah! You’re that guy!”

E: Yeah, so…

W: But that’s the whole thing. If someone recognizes me, which doesn’t happen that often by the way, it’s always – I think it’s funny to be like: “No, that’s not me.”

E: No.

W: People really start doubting themselves, it’s very: “Uhm, can I ask you a question? Are you that guy from wtFock?” “Me? No.”

E: “No!”

W: “That’s not me.” And people will often be like: “Oh? What? But I recognize you…” That doubt on their faces is pretty funny but yeah, then I tell them it’s me.

E: Just the reaction of someone being like: “Huh, do I know you from somewhere?” “Do you watch porn?”

W: The confrontation.

E: “Oh… qmdkjg.” And it’d be even better if the parents were right there as well. “Argh!”

W: “Yes, Jürgen, care to explain yourself, young man?”

E: No, it’s just funny to joke about. But you’ve never – Do you just get: “Hey, are you that guy from wtFOCK?” Or have people also asked you: “Do I know you from somewhere?” Or: “What do I know you from?”

W: Yeah, it depends. The thing is – I go to school in Ghent and when the [popular place where college students go out] was still open before Covid-19, not that I went there often because I didn’t really like it there –

E: No.

W: - in the sense that the combination of young people who –

E: Watch wtFOCK.

W: - watch wtFOCK and alcohol – and people who’ve had alcohol to drink –

E: And are horny?

W: - their limits or boundaries are just gone. “Oh my god!!! You’re that dude from wtFOCK!! Can I kiss you??” Things like that!

E: Oh, fuck!

W: And I was really like: “Okay…?” I’m just a regular dude and I’m trying – and I actually thought it was less annoying for myself, but I thought it was more disruptive for my friends. Like even when we were just walking down the street, we got recognized a couple of times, and I was just like: I just want to have fun with my friends, and not have to spend too much time thinking. That’s another thing I was subconsciously thinking about. Imagine I drink way too much.

E: Yeah.

W: And I end up in the gutter somewhere, and people start filming that… So yeah, that made… So because of that I spent more time in friends’ dorm rooms just having dorm parties.

E: And since your bleached hair is gone, have you gone to a party?

W: When my bleached hair was gone corona was already a thing so I haven’t been able to enjoy it. But it’s starting to come back [the parties] so that’s nice. I’m looking forward to… tomorrow I’m going-

E: Are you going as well?

W: Are you going to Plein Air by Fuse?

E: Tomorrow I’m going to Jaimie Lee who-

W: …Is going to DJ at three festivals.

E: Yeah at three festivals and I will be backstage I guess.

W: Okay.

E: One of those festivals?

W: Yeah I don’t know. I have tickets for Fuse Open Air in Brussels.

24:19

E: I honestly have no idea where I’m going. Anyway, I’m excited. And I always asked, what’s the first event you went to ever since it’s allowed? Did you go to We Can Dance festival?

W: No I was studying.

E: Was today your last exam or yesterday?

W: Yesterday was my last exam in the morning. I was stressing so much, because I thought I would fail, but eventually I think it went relatively well. If you’re watching professors, let me pass please. No I think it went well.

E: Are you someone who is stress resistant?

W: Uhh no.

E: No?

W: I let it take over my body.

E: You get physically unwell?

W: I will be laying in bed and I’m tossing and turning and sweating. And I think about how I’m not gonna pass tomorrow. And the combination with my worries is really not good. It makes me stay up really late. The thing is with stress resistant, I for example made my own play at high school about a kid with divorced parents for my final work and the whole audience was filled with my family and my parents. That’s pretty confronting to tell a story that’s also a little bit of their life and is pretty personal. I’m always stressed for things like that. Then it’s weird – from the first word I spoke I had a lot of stress and worries and the first sentence that I said was something like “I don’t know what to do”, and then it’s all of a sudden poofff. The train has left.

E: You said you didn’t really know what to do now.

W: That’s the first sentence of the text that I wrote and the moment I said that sentence I thought in my head “the train has left, there’s no way back now” and then the stress disappears automatically. But before the final rehearsal there was a moment that I was moving around heavily and I was throwing with chairs. And afterwards I had to pack moving boxes, which was okay. But from moving around and the combination of stress it made me almost gag in the box from the stress so I almost puked. So at these moments it gets pretty heavy.

E: Did other people notice or were you hiding it?

W: Yeah the final rehearsal was luckily not with an audience, but my teachers were like “Everything alright?” and I was like “Yeah I’m good. It’s a bit much”. But when it comes to stress, a lot of people always say – I’m even a little stressed right now actually.

E: Really?

W: Podcasts, oh no no.

E: Oh shit. You have to be (stressed)

W: A lot of pressure on my shoulder here. No, but a lot of people say that it doesn’t look like that I’m stressed even though I really am dying from all the stress.

E: Only now you can hide it really well. You should become an actor.

W: A lot of people have said that to me often, but it’s not my interest. Also not much work in the field.

E: That too, fuck. Are you someone who constantly pretends like you’re okay?

W: Yes.

E: Even when you have a lot of shit going on in your head and you’re processing other things?

W: I'm one person. One person?

E: "I'm one person" [laughs]

W: I am one person. No, but I'm someone who often keeps their stuff to themselves, so that I can listen to what others need.

28:15

E: That was my next question. You listen more to other people’s problems and you’re the person people come to with their problems?

W: I think, at least I hope, that a lot of my friends do know that they can always come to me for a talk or a phone call. I'm someone that will shove away their happiness for someone else, which isn’t always positive of course.

E: It is a beautiful characteristic, but it shouldn’t take over indeed.

W: In the past it has happened that I was falling apart, but I kept pushing it away, because I wanted to take care of someone else. I noticed this a lot during the divorce of my parents. My parents had a hard time with the divorce and I remember that I came home as a little boy and I saw my mom sitting and I felt the duty to comfort her and to be there for her, even though I was 8 or 9 years old. That’s not something you expect to do or think from an 8 year old. It really broke me and now I can openly speak about it, because I have had enough conversations with my parents about it, about how it was for me. And I made a play about it, as I told earlier, so it’s been a whole process and that has scarred me till at least my 16th. My parents got divorced when I was 5 or 6 years old. It took me a long time to open up because of that. I notice it a lot in previous relationships, that I walk away from fights, because I would find the confrontation too heavy to get into a fight and to discuss. The divorce and fights with my parents scarred me so hard that I didn’t want that again. I wanted everything to be rainbow and sunshine, but life doesn’t work like that. And that was partly a misconception from me, that I thought that a relationship had to be perfect, if there is a fight, then it’s not going well. Now I realize that fights are part of a relationship. And also part of steps you take into accepting each other, listening to each other and understanding each other. It’s needed for a stronger connection. You can’t, well you can, but in my eyes you can’t be with someone for a long time without ever having had a conflict. Even if it’s a discussion, because then you’re adapting too much to the other, and then you say okay, I’m adapting to the demands of her and I suppress my own things or things I want to do, only to avoid the discussion, and that’s something I learned. And that’s how everyone learns their own things along the way.

E: You still see it in the youth, those romantic movies, where everyone is so in love and it always ends with a kiss or something and it’s always good and then you think, this must be the case in real life. Why can’t I find Gabriella Montez for my Troy Bolton. Even though that was a shitty relationship too, they were constantly fighting. No, but that gives a wrong image about relationships and for other things because of movies. And the reality is just different.

32:16

W: Yes. I recently for the first time -this is kinda embarrassing because it’s a must see- watched The Notebook.

E: Me too! What did you think?

W: It has been a few weeks ago. Or a few weeks, maybe 3 or something.

E: I watched it last weekend.

W: I almost cried.

E: Really?

W: I’m a really emotional person. I can really cry. I can really get lost in a movie. “No not the puppy, why?!” Those things, where I think "Willem, act normal". But no it was a beautiful movie.

E: Yeah I have a different opinion, because I just fell asleep. I fell asleep, because it all went so slow, it started so slow. I didn’t even watch the kiss in the rain scene.

W: The moment. It’s in literally every romantic movie. In the rain, it happens everywhere.

Ender: Yeah mate, it’s such a cliché actually, but yeah.

W: I bet you that they’re just standing there with a garden hose.

E: Definitely.

W: It can’t be that they’re waiting, “is it gonna rain today? We need to do that scene now”.

33:27

E: Checking the rain alarm while everyone is inside. There are definitely sprinklers there. It’s in a lot of romantic movies. Now that we’re talking about it, the filming you did with wtFock, you sometimes had scenes outside. Here we have those (light) spots, I assume that you don’t carry them outside. How do you guys do that?

W: Sometimes we do have spots outside, but as long as the light from the sun is okay – with a binocular (telescope), well it’s not a binocular, it’s a round thing you can look through and with it they can determine the brightness of the sun and if the sun is too bright for the lightning they need, then it gets shielded, the same that is in front of your lamps. With that they can dim the lights. Or when there is not enough they use isomo plates, that’s really weird. Sometimes there are really intimate scenes in a series where it looks like it’s really close to the skin of the actors. There is a camera with a plate on it and a stick for the sound above it, it sometimes made it really hard for me to focus, because everyone is sitting there and the director and I’m like “yeah, okay okay”. So it takes a lot to get it all professional.

E: Was there a crazy moment where you forgot your lines? That you’re laying in bed and you’re like “which sentence do I have to say now?”

W: Yeah we’ve definitely had a lot of bloopers. Yeah forgetting lines or.. the thing is, as long as the director doesn’t say cut, you have to keep going. It’s a matter of "how do I improvise myself around this scene to get to the point we actually have to get to", because you have a scene and you have your lines, but if you forget something, then you do know the main lines of where the scene has to go to. You know the scene will end in a kiss or something and these subjects will be spoken about in the conversation, so when you forget your lines, you try to work your way through it as best as possible. And when the director says it wasn’t good, then we’ll do it again. I’ve had a lot of moments where I forgot my lines and I was laying in bed with Willem and we would look at each other and we’d know that I had to say something, but I was stuck, so there would be a 10 seconds silence, hoping for them to say cut. Yeah so those kinds of moments a lot or moments where I… I also had that with Déjà Vu. I remember… by the way it was amazing to work together with such big names as Natali Broods and Koen De Graeve. And Koen, lovely person, was kind of the father figure on set and we had a scene, next to the bed, a quite emotional scene. And the camera was focused on me, close up on my face. And I still remember that, the sound was going, everything, and Koen had just told a joke, or made a face that made me laugh. So, I had to laugh really hard, but I had to act very sad. It was an intense scene of goodbyes. All the time, starting to laugh about everything. I still remember for wtFock we made a video with bloopers and those are very fun to watch back.

37:03

E: Are those bloopers ever published somewhere online?

W: I don’t think so.

E: I think if you’d be able to release them somewhere that a lot of people would be interested in them.

W: Yes, yes. I don’t know why, indeed. The fans would be happy with those.

E: I think a lot of people- because we were just talking about your biggest fan.

W: My biggest-

E: Your grandma.

W: My grandma, yes. Big shout out to my grandma.

E: Do you think she’s watching right now?

W: She’ll definitely watch, I hope so.

E: What’s your grandma’s name?

W: Micheline.

E: Micheline, thank you very much for watching Micheline.

W: Micheline.

E: I appreciate it.

W: Women in power. She deserves a special place. No really, she follows all the fan accounts of wtFock. And then sometimes, or very often, we call and she gives me an update of what’s being said on the internet. Or yes, I also remember, when scenes come out and there’s things being said and she’s like "Willem, is that true, what are they saying?" And I say "Grandma, it’s nothing, it’s all from the show." "Ah okay, okay." So yes, very sweet grandma. She’s like the grandma where everything was allowed. I think that’s the same for everyone. At home, there are a lot of rules, and then you got to sleepover at your grandma’s and it was like: "Oh, I get to stay up later, and she made pudding for me." Her vanilla pudding-

E: That good?

W: Grandma, if you’re seeing this, please make some vanilla pudding when I visit.

E: Dude, everything’s falling out of my pocket.

W: You’re letting everything fall out of your pocket? Maybe you need to buy another pair of pants.

E: The chair is too comfortable that I’m kind of sinking in it, and now I constantly get-

W: The conversation’s too comfortable-

E: It’s just my phone, it’s vibrating, I think it just vibrated out of my pocket. So, silent, great. Eh, what were we talking about? About your grandma.

W: About my grandma.

38:46

E: Now, totally different subject. If you were a fish, what color fish would you be?

W: A fish?

E: Which color do you identify most with?

W: Eh.

E: And you’re a fish too of course.

W: Identify with which color. The thing is, I’m in the scouts. And in the Jins, that’s the last year before you become a leader, we were given a color totem, and the whole group decided on a color that fits you.

E: All right.

W: And mine was mango orange.

E: Wow, that’s cool.

W: Yeah, I thought it was cool too. And it means, if I have to think back, mango has quite a hard peel, relatively, but the fruit itself is quite soft. And that refers to my personality. I’m someone that lets people in fast, around me, but in the beginning, suspicion is a little strong, but kind of like, testing. Let’s say that. But once- From the outside I might look a bit hard. A lot of people say that when I have my straight face-

E: Resting bitch face.

W: That I’m angry. I was once told on the subway by a dude, and I was just listening to music, staring in the distance, and I think, suddenly a dude comes up to me, in French: "C’est quoi ton problème, heh, tu regardes come ça, c’est quoi ton problème." And I was like: "I’m sorry". Apparently, I was looking in his direction with my-

E: Bitch face.

W: Bitch face. He must have thought I was looking for problems. So yeah, that’s why the mango, a little hard on the outside, but once you get to know me better, a soft, sweet boy. So that’s why, orange. So, an orange fish then.

E: A little bit of Nemo vibes.

W: Yes, Nemo then. But let’s, what’s that theory. Did you hear that?

E: Theory?

W: About Nemo.

E: What’s the theory?

W: Haven’t you heard that? I keep seeing that online. I’m having a crisis. So the thing is, your childhood will get ruined.

E: Fuck man.

W: The thing is-

E: But there really are, no keep going, I have something I want to say afterwards.

W: The thing is, I’ve heard, that Nemo is Latin for nobody, and that the father is imagining that he still has an egg left, but that that fish doesn’t actually exist.

E: Oh fuck.

W: And that Dory joins him, and he sees, we’re actually not looking for anyone, but because he has memory issues, he constantly forgets that they’re not looking for anyone. So, they’re actually looking for nobody. And I saw that online and I was like.

E: Damn, so all the eggs are eaten, but he imagines that someone still has to be there.

W: Yes, something to keep living for.

E: Fuck man, that’s very brutal. That’s very fucked up.

W: Sorry to everyone for who Nemo is ruined now.

E: There’s a similar theory about Phineas and Ferb, and then Candice, their sister, is based on a true story about a girl that lost her brothers and still imagines that they're still doing stuff in the garden. And she keeps telling her mom: "Look, look, they are still here, they’re doing that." And that the mom says: "They’re not there." And that’s why she can never see that. You get it? Brutal right?

W: My whole childhood is ruined. Fucking hell.

E: That’s going to be the title of this podcast.

W: Childhood ruined.

E: We’re ruining your childhood.

42:17

W: We’re ruining your childhood. No but that’s good because, thankfully, I have a half-sister, but I say sister because I think half-sister is an ugly word, of seven years old. She thinks she’s 16. She’s a real diva.

E: Oh wow, okay.

W: She’s very, I’ll tell you a story later, but the thing is, I experience all those things with her again. In the beginning it was like, turning the tv on, Bumba, again. And I could secretly watch with her without feeling guilty. I was like, I’m watching Bumba and secretly I’m enjoying it, but sssh, I’m just watching it with my sister.

E: That exactly.

W: And now it’s Ketnet, like Hoodie, those series that she’s watching. And yes, I notice that because of all the technology today, she has an iPad, she’s on YouTube, she’s watching those self-made crafts.

E: 7 years old?

W: 7 years old, yes.

E: Wow.

W: She watches those- where people are playing with Barbies and they make a little play with them online on YouTube and they do stuff. Yes, a tablet. She has an iPad that’s bigger than her head. That makes me think- well, an iPad is usually bigger than everyone’s head. Or well, almost.

E: Not if you have a mini of course.

W: Her head isn’t that big.

E: Okay.

W: She’s on it a lot though. But she’s a real diva. I think the best story I have, there’s multiple. I remember the story, we were sitting at the table and she was having another moment of "I’m the princess, and everyone can leave because I do what I want and fuck you all". But the thing is, there’s five kids at home. I have a brother and two stepbrothers. So, she has four brothers, and she knows very well that she has four brothers. And that makes her feel even more like she’s the princess at home. So, we were sitting at the table. And she kept staring at my dad like this while throwing her cutlery on the ground. Like "what are you going to do". And my dad was like: "Liv," because her name is Liv by the way, "stop that."

E: That wasn’t nice of Liv. (Liv sounds the same as lief which means nice in Dutch.)

W: No. Not nice of-

E: Haha. Sorry.

W: Badam pam ts. Can’t we put that under here. Yes.

E: No, sorry, keep going.

W: So, he was like: "Liv, stop that, stop that." He started to get annoyed, because she kept going. "Liv, what is so hard to understand about no." And then it got silent at the table so I thought, okay, it’s done. The o.

E: Oh wow.

W: 7 years old and she drops that.

E: Oh wow.

W: And I thought, okay.

E: Damn bro.

W: The o. That she even dares to say that. Yeah, and she has those moments. She was sitting at the table, with her mask on, eating. So, she pulled her mask down to eat, and then she was chewing with her mask on. And then I asked: "Liv, why are you wearing your mask?" "Yes, you came back from Ghent, you’re not in my bubble."

E: Okay, okay.

W: So, then I said: "Okay, that’s fine." It’s crazy how that goes around among young children. Because my sister came back home from school crying once. And I asked her: ‘Liv, what’s wrong?’ "Yes, my friends didn’t let me play with them." So, I was like: "Why?" "Margot says I’m not allowed in her bubble."

E: Oh wow.

W: See, that’s becoming the new- we played with Pokémon cards on the playground and now it’s about playing games in bubbles because it’s so-

E: Damn.

W: Yes, you’re only allowed to have four people in your bubble so we don’t play with more than four.

E: Oh wow.

W: So I found that kind of crazy, or confronting that it made me think like, even at such a young age it has an impact. And I know that the-

E: That it leaves an impression.

W: Yes, and I know that my dad-

E: It’s sad that children have to think about it.

W: Yes, exactly.

E: Well, it’s not that- everyone should think about it of course.

W: Yes, yes, of course. It’s also that I know the way my dad feels about raising, that he tells Liv straight up about things that are happening in the world. He doesn’t make things seem nicer, or saying, eh, yes, no, but that’s- The classic story of how babies are made, with the cauliflowers, and what not.

E: I also just think-

W: How am I going to explain that to my kids?

E: If you don’t make it a taboo to start with, is it that bad? It’s just- it’s just. Oh well, that’s a whole other conversation.

W: Yes, no, definitely.

E: But straight up just telling what’s going on to your kids. I think I would prefer that to making up a story about the flowers and the bees.

W: Yes, yes.

E: Because the story about the flowers and the bees, I don’t even know how you actually- pollinating and stuff, is that what that means?

W: You do it like this, pollinating.

E: Yes, no, exactly.

W: Yes, but well, children, that’s still a long time from now.

E: Do you want kids, you think, later?

W: Yes, please.

E: Do you think you would be a good father?

W: I hope I would be a good father. Despite my parents’ divorce, I really do… I do look up to my parents. I’m proud of the way they raised me. So yeah if I would be a good father… sometimes, but maybe that’s the age, kids frustrate me. I’m a leader in the scouts for the Welpen and Welpen -great guys- but they can also be annoying and say “I’m not participating” and “that’s a stupid game, can we do something else?” and I’m like “we invest so much time in this and so much preparation, please participate” so sometimes that bothers me. But I would prefer not to have just one (child). Certainly more than one because… are you an only child?

E: No I have a little brother.

W: Yeah only child… with all due respect to people who are only children but sometimes I think… for example, I’m very happy that I have a brother. Not that it wouldn’t be fun without a brother per se, but I don’t know, the contact I have with my brother is nice.

E: The thing is, you don’t know what you’re missing so it’s hard to miss it I guess. But I do think that my brother has been a great added value to my life.

W: Yeah, yeah.

E: In the same way, I never really had grandparents. They all died before I was born and the grandfather I did have was quite old when I was actually aware that I had a grandfather. So I’ve never really had the grandparents experience that you see with family gatherings and stuff. But I don’t feel like I’ve missed anything but I still know how much other people benefit from having grandparents. Also what you just said about how often you call each other and stuff. I think that’s the same with being an only child. If you don’t have any brothers or sisters, you don’t know what it’s like to have that, what you’re missing. But if you do have it, it’s an added value I think.

W: Yes, exactly. No that’s true. My brother is very helpful to me now. I know that I can count on him.

E: Older or younger by the way?

W: Older.

E: A lot older?

W: 21.

E: 21.

W: Oh boy I had to think about how old my brother is. Embarrassing. Love you man. No but we had - maybe you had that too – but when we were younger, we really fought.

E: Physical?

W: Real fighting. Yeah, it’s has now gotten much better. I think we understand each other a lot better, but it used to be real… we had Catch WW on the Wii and we reenacted that on the couch so that was… “In the right corner Ramy Stereo” and we were bare-chested and both had one boxing glove on and fighting each other until one of us cried, bled or gave up. Usually it was me.

E: That’s just the fate of the little brother.

W: I always went… I’ve never admitted that actually, [whispers] it’s a confession. I’ve never admitted it, but afterwards I always went to my parents and cried “Kwinten hurt me”.

E: That’s really… that’s the moment, you feel it coming and you think “ah fuck no, if I hit again it’s probably over but I want to…” [cross-talk] “no no no don’t tell mom! Don’t tell mom!” I think I was a pretty nice big brother. We often did shit together. We were at home playing on the couch together and Olaf bumps into a large box that was standing there and the box, bigger than Olaf back then, fell down on his hand.

W: Oh shit.

E: So Olaf broke his hand. And I thought “I made him jump over those chairs” and then you have to say “sorry sorry don’t tell them, don’t tell them!” but yeah if your hand is fucking broken, you’re not gonna stop crying because your big brother says “don’t cry”. Yeah, that are…

W: Yes, but the relationship [between Willem and his brother] has improved. Okay we still have our discussions but... I think moments like when we’ve both been to a pub or something and we come home at the same time and we’re always hungry and standing in the kitchen making sandwiches. Those are great moments. I don’t necessarily need to have emotionally heavy of deep conversations with my brother to know that he’s there and that I can have a good time with him. So I think that’s the added value of having a brother or brothers in general.

E: Do you guys also have a specific sense of humor? Or like those moments when the two of you are laughing and your parents or people around you think “what the fuck is going on?”

W: Yeah we speak some slang to each other for fun. Like “stu stu” and [my slang knowledge is very limited so I have no idea what he’s saying here lol], those kinds of things. Typical slang from Brussels and Leuven. It’s funny because my parents are always like “why are you talking to each other like that?” and recently, I was leaving and my mom said “stu stu!” so they are adopting those words and then my brother and I can’t stop laughing.

E: Also if your mom suddenly says “are we going to chill later?” and I’m like [laughing] “what? Mom!”

W: “Okay??”

E: It’s kind of cute. Yeah it’s fun. And what are… I almost want to go deep like…

W: That’s okay.

E: Is there a particular interaction or experience you’ve had with your brother that sums up your relationship right now? Or are those the moments when you’re laughing and eating at night? It doesn’t have to be a super deep or emotional moment.

W: I think it’s an accumulation of those moments and emotional moments too. For example, after it was over with my ex. I was really down back then, it hit me pretty hard. Those are the moments when I can walk into my brother’s room in the middle of the night and he’s there for me. I know that dude is always going to be there when something’s wrong, no matter how much we argue or how much we shit at each other. I just know, and I hope he does too, that I can call him 24/7, walk into his room 24/7 and he will be there or ready to listen. I think that’s just something… the fact that we know that about each other, that creates that bond. And the thing is, if only he would do his best and go to work, earn real money… because we went on holiday together and he still hasn’t… he still has some work to do but we’ve already planned something. I’m really looking forward to it. We’re planning to go surfing in Portugal together. Those are moments I just know I can go somewhere with him and have the time of my life without-

E: …That you can remember for the rest of your life what you did together.

W: Yeah, absolutely. Those moments that I want to cherish or want to keep or experience.

E: My little brother is also just the most annoying dude on this planet who I love the most.

W: Exactly that combination. Annoying, but you love them.

E: Of course. The cameras are back on. That means we’ve been at it for over 50 minutes.

W: 50 minutes? It feels like we’re chatting for 20 minutes.

E: Exactly.

W: Pleasant.

E: That’s good. If it’s pleasant and the stress is gone.

W: Do you actually like me? “No I hate you. We’re going to finish. It has been good.”

55:29

E: No we’re not going to finish yet, but before we do, is there anything you’d like to send out into the world before we finish? On average there are 10 to 50 people watching. Is there anything you want to say to them?

W: To the 10 to 50 people?

E: Yes.

W: 10 to 50 people, you are awesome. No, what I’m saying… maybe a little deep but it doesn’t matter. Very often in your life you are going to encounter that you run into a wall, that you’re going to have setbacks, that you think “I don’t want to anymore, I can’t to this anymore, life is all one big shit show” but I think that there is a certain… at least I believe that – everyone has their own opinion of course- that a certain path has been mapped out for everyone. Not necessarily that things are set in stone but there is a road that you are going to take and that road is going to have curves, is going to have hills, is going to have valleys, is going to have everything. Maybe it’s a gravel path, maybe rocks you stumble over but -it sounds a bit stupid- put on your best walking shoes and just walk that path the best way you can. Just try to live life with complete joy and euphoria because you’re 100% worth it. No matter what other people say or think about your ideology or style or way of life. Everyone is entitled to it or should be given the opportunity to be appreciated for who they are. I think that’s something we do too little in this society, but yeah.

E: Just don’t be too hard on yourself in the end?

W: Yeah, don’t be too hard on yourself. A lot of people blame themselves too much. Or “oh I’m like that and I don’t fit in because of that” or something. Then I think: so be it.

E: Do you sometimes feel that you should do more or have achieved more at this age? Of course you’re already doing a lot of cool shit but social media, I know there is a highlight reel of all people’s achievements and that sometimes it’s very difficult to filter between what is real and how much is that person actually sitting on the couch doing nothing. Do you sometimes feel that because of social media of because of your environment or I don’t know, that you’re not doing enough?

W: Gosh, sometimes I think my life is too full.

E: Too full?

W: Not that I’m saying “oh I have so many things to do” but I’m like... I’m letting that grow organically or so.

E: Not putting too much pressure on yourself?

W: Not putting too much pressure on yourself. I’m doing a course now that I’d like to finish because I’ve had those two projects and there are friends of mine who say “why are you still studying? You’ve had your opportunity, you’re going to get new opportunities right?” and I say “hey! I’m also only 19”. Sometimes I think “fuck Willem you should have achieved more already” but I also think I’m only 19. There was a conversation at school… I really think that’s one of the added values of the course. We receive an observation report twice a year, 5 pages where the teacher writes about you and how they see you, what they think about you, what your qualities are, what you still need to work on. It’s always spot on. So strange how they can just see right through you, even though I sometimes try to hide it. Yeah, where was I going with this… we had subsequent conversation about it and I said to my teacher “sometimes I feel like I’m too young for this course” that I have too little life experience. There are people in my class who are in their 20s or older, who have already studied something else before this, have read a lot more, seen a lot more than me, a lot more experience and I think “fuck, I don’t have anything”. People talk about certain topics and I don’t follow at all. I mentioned that I felt too young and she [the teacher] said “you’re young, but that also has its advantages. Your youthfulness can actually be an interesting tool in this course and look at it from a different perspective”. So I’m convinced: don’t be too hard on yourself, don’t think “whew, I’m already 20 and I haven’t achieved anything yet” so to speak. I even saw a video recently where… “if you don’t make it in your 20s, you might make it in your 30s and if you don’t make it in your 30s, you might make it in your 40s”. There are so many… there really are a lot of people… people often forget that there are people who only find out what they want to do or discover their passion later in life.

E: And also just… I think it’s so ridiculous that you set certain goals for a certain age or something. That it’s so expected that by 18 you must have completed high school and by 25 you must have had your first job interview, by 28/30 you must have a house and a serious relationship where you’re committed to for the rest of your life and by 40 you must have already had a promotion, that you can provide for yourself and fix your pension. All those fucking predetermined milestones. I think that’s kind of bullshit, you know?

W: Absolutely.

E: If that were the case, then I should graduate in a few years so to speak while I’m clearly not studying here because I have – fuck normally I have a re-exam today. And here we are.

W: Here we are.

E: I knew I was doing this but I mean that’s just… there’s so much time. I’m 22 now and I’m doing some shit, if I go nuts now or people don’t want to listen to this podcast anymore, don’t want to see what I do online, okay then I have to look elsewhere. But I did this and I went for it and I tried. I’m 22. Even if I go nuts now and it’s all gone, I’m only 22. There are still so many ways it could go. A lot of people don’t have a job at 22. If I started looking for a new job or something now, hopefully I’ll have one by 25. Then it’s still okay because I’m only 25. I don’t know, I always find that… I could go on for a long time about this. I think those predetermined milestones/goals of things that you must have achieved by a certain age, I just think it’s bullshit.

W: I sometimes make the comparison that people too often see life as the sports world. Football players who are good until 35 and then they are done. As if you must have already performed before that age. That’s not how it works. You really have all the time and you really don’t have to stress. I also notice that many people… you mentioned re-exams. That people say “fuck I have re-exams, oh no I’m not going to pass, oh no you have extra…” chill. You do your best, but suppose you have to repeat a year, that’s not a disaster either, is it?

E: What I also think is crazy is how many people have studied law and you eventually hear that they ended up in a marketing agency because they found it much more interesting. When I talk to some people who… I was seeing a social media manager recently [laughs] “seeing”, I was talking to him.

W: “seeing” okay [laughs].

E: I was talking to him.

W: [joking] Ender has something to say.

E: And I asked “what did you study?” and he said biochemistry. “How the fuck did you end up here?” Him: “uh yeah that just wasn’t the right fit for me. I have a master’s degree but I started working here because I found it much more interesting”. I thought: why am I pretending that the degree I’m trying to get is going to determine the rest of my life, you know?

W: Absolutely.

E: If there are so many people now… because he was only 28 or something. So I thought “aah okay so you’ve been studying biochemistry for so many years and now you’re here – I don’t know if I’m talking about the correct position – but now you’re just sitting here making content. Cool. But why do I attach so much importance to that one direction I’m studying right now that doesn’t even have anything to do with media or anything. I mean I’m very interested in media, I’m studying economics. Which is also interesting, but that’s not what I see myself doing in the coming years.

W: Yeah, yeah.

E: Anyway enough about me. Do you think you could win in a fight against a cow?

W: [laughs] I really like that. You can switch to totally different shit like that. Like before you suddenly asked what color fish do you want to be. Okay. That’s nice. Win… I’ve heard if you knock over a cow it dies. That it has a heart attack then. We don’t want to kill cows okay!

E: And purely hypothetical, you’re just standing in a kind of meadow so it’s not super big so you can’t go in all directions. There is a limited domain. You come face to face with that cow and you have to begin. No weapons. You’re standing there and the cow stands there and you both know you’re going to fight.

W: It knows that too?

E: It knows that too.

W: [makes mooing noises] okay ca va.

E: It’s not a bull but it does have horns so in fact it would-

W: I would shit my pants. I’d give up already. I would lie on the ground, come on. Really crazy, I saw Jackass recently. Those guys, that Wee Man, who was in that link with the bull and he’s being catapulted, so to speak.

E: I don’t understand how those guys aren’t all dead yet.

W: Yeah they are really crazy.

E: There was also a rumor that Wee Man died from a bowling ball during… but apparently that wasn’t true.

W: I don’t know.

E: Fucked up shit. Would you win against a cow?

W: Would I win against a cow? No, I wouldn’t win against a cow. I don’t think I would win against a cow.

E: I think I would. I think just like with a bull I would try to jump out of the way like that and once you’re on the side it’s just a matter of pushing. If what you said is true, it’s game over when it’s down and you know, that’s your tactic.

W: But the thing is, a cow is heavy, isn’t it?

E: True.

W: You can’t just push it over like that, can you?

E: Sure, but it’s a matter of life or death, isn’t it? The adrenaline rush. You have to image, a cow just comes running towards you. The adrenaline that goes through your body. You shouldn’t underestimate the power you have then.

W: Just find the best patch of grass and when it’s there, sneaky knife in the back. No, now people are going to think I’m that kind of person.

E: That you’re just a snake.

W: Snake. Definitely and I admit it. No, that would be fucked up.

E: I’m going to do one more thing that’s important. I’m going to find a Twitter shout out and in the meantime, I already asked you what your message is to the world and that was a beautiful message. Got something more banal that you’d like to share? Something that you want to share from your social media or something?

W: What do you mean from social media?

E: Where they can follow you. You can say something if you have a really good video that you want to share. “Check me everywhere”.

W: No I don’t have… people should do what they feel like doing. Do you think I’m cool, do you think I’m fun, follow me on Insta. No really doesn’t matter. Doesn’t really matter.

E: Alright, I’m just going to scroll and you say stop. I’ll go back and forth and you have to say “yes that’s the one who gets to have this week’s shout out”.

W: Exciting huh. Stop.

E: [reads twitter account] M. Verschuren.

W: M. Verscheure.

E: Is that…

W: [reads quote] “If you were never sad, you wouldn’t know you could be happy”.

E: Wow. Damn bro.

W: I’m going to edit my quote.

E: “If you were never sad, you wouldn’t know you could be happy”. Wow. If you didn’t have shitty days, you wouldn’t know what the best days of your life were.

W: Exactly. But what if you get stuck in your shitty days for the rest of your life?

E: That won’t happen. That’s my biggest fear.

W: Me too.

E: Looking back at your life and thinking-

W: …Fuck I’ve never been there again.

E: …That’s where I peeked. Hope that doesn’t happen. Anyway M. Verscheure thank you very much for listening, I really appreciate it. You as well, I think?

W: Absolutely, absolutely. How much were you going to pay me?

E: 50 euro.

W: Then I’ll come… awesome. Super cool.

E: Thank you so much to everyone who listened. I appreciate it. If you want to hear more you can always subscribe to this channel. It’s also good for my ego. I’ll just put your Instagram link in the description, for people who are interested. Okay, that was it.

W: Thanks, it was fun.

E: There’s an audio only episode on Spotify every Sunday and the video comes out on Monday. That’s it. See you next Monday. Or Sunday. Peace.

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A Night in Vegas

Just a little BediGuda fluff fic inspired by the All In! event revival in F/GO. I say little but I somehow got 2k words on it, that's where BediGuda brain rot will lead you...

Oh yeah, I usually do BediGudako content with comics and such, so I decided to write this one with Gudao.

Oh yeah, this fic has BediGuda as an established relationship before the event, okaaaay go-

A Night in Vegas

The glittering city of Vegas was not one to go quiet in the hours of the night - if anything, more people were out in the streets, enjoying the cooler air and admiring the dazzling displays of the many casinos.

Around 9 pm, the Chaldea crew was also thinking up plans to unwind after a dazzling day of gambling and sword fighting. They still had to resolve the Singularity and whatever was going on with the Swimsuit Swordmaster tournament…but it was fairly laid back and there was time to enjoy the Singularity at leisure between the battles (the Summerfest, enjoyable as it was, was full of frantic cramming that left some hands cramping well after the event.)

Oei and Musashi - er, Iori, were excitedly thinking of food places to try, Mash wanted to wander about the city with Fou in tow, Siegfried was planning on a quiet evening inside with a few books on hand, and the Master of Chaldea, Fujimaru Ritsuka…

…was talking with Fuuma Kotarou about a little request.

"I'm heading out tonight, but I'll be back around…2, maybe 3 am? You don't have to tail me, Kotarou, I'll be with Bedivere," Ritsuka said.

"Are you sure, Master? Hmm…does this have to do with the note you received earlier?" Kotarou asked - earlier in the day, Bedivere had passed along a written message that got everyone curious.

"Um, yes, it is," Ritsuka said with a little laugh.

"Does it have to do with the Swimsuit Swordmasters?" Oei asked, overhearing the conversation.

"Or something about the Casino Camelot?" Siegfried asked.

A blush graced Ritsuka's cheeks as he shook his head. Mash suddenly got an idea of what Ritsuka's plan was about and stifled a giggle.

"No, we're just…okay. It's a date, putting it bluntly," Ritsuka said, scratching the back of his head.

"Oh. Ahhhh!?" Oei exclaimed, the words sinking in.

"Oh. Oh! Um. Yes Master, I'll be sure to give you some privacy," Kotarou said, bowing in apology.

"Ha ha! Well, let's not keep you then, you go on, Master of Chaldea!" Iori said with a hearty laugh.

"Yes, do go on, Senpai. Take care and have fun!" Mash said with a wave. Fou also raised a paw in farewell, and with a few more laughs around the Master left the hotel room and went on his way.

~~~~~~

Ritsuka went down the hotel steps, unable to stop a grin growing on his face, nervous excitement making his nerves flutter. It had been a while since he had some time to spend with Bedivere…

As he came into the street, he saw the Knight standing calm and collected, silver hair glowing with different tints from the lights around him.

"Bedi!" Ritsuka called, and the Knight of the Round Table turned, a smile gracing his face on seeing his Master approach.

"Ritsuka," Bedivere called warmly, opening his arms. With full trust, Ritsuka ran up to him and jumped, laughing with delight as Bedivere easily caught him. The Knight wasn't wearing his armor, just his plain clothes beneath, so Ritsuka could come close without having to be uncomfortably pressed against metal.

"How are you, Master? Not tired, I hope?" Bedivere asked as he wrapped his arms around Ritsuka.

"No, I'm fine. I had some sleep late in the afternoon," Ritsuka said, looking up at Bedivere's face. The Master had a slight frown of concern, raising his right hand to touch Bedivere's cheek.

"And you? You've been working all day at the Casino Camelot, right? Have you taken a rest?" Ritsuka asked.

"And don't try to use being a Servant as an excuse, Bedi, you should still have some rest," Ritsuka continued with a knowing look.

Bedivere gave a small chuckle at that, touched by Ritsuka's concern.

"I most solemnly swear, I have been looking after myself, Master. We close the place for the night, remember? I've had some time to myself," Bedivere said.

"Good to hear," Ritsuka said, hugging Bedivere and indulgently pressing his face to Bedivere's chest.

Bedivere laughed again, putting a hand on top of his Master's head and brushing his tufted hair in little back and forth motions.

"Is there anywhere you wish to visit tonight?" Bedivere asked.

"Mm…somewhere quiet would be nice. We've been having too much excitement racking up QP during the day…" Ritsuka said.

"Somewhere quiet sounds good. Oh, I know, shall we go to the edge of the city? I think I saw some places to sit there…" Bedivere said.

Ritsuka finally found the willpower to draw back from Bedivere and did so to smile.

"Okay, lead the way!"

"Let's go, then," Bedivere said, offering his hand, and Ritsuka gladly took it as they walked off into the night.

~~~~~~

They sat at the edge of the city, looking out onto the waters that surrounded it. The noise of the streets was muted and it was actually quite calm and soothing, a slight breeze making waves that lapped at the city.

"Even after the previous summer's trip to…Luluhawa, wasn't it? I'm still not used to the idea of a calm sea," Bedivere said.

"What's your idea of a good vacation, then?" Ritsuka asked curiously.

Bedivere closed his eyes in thought.

"Hmm…"

"Anywhere quiet is fine. And even better, if I'm with you," the Knight answered, looking intently at Ritsuka's face.

Ritsuka felt heat flare in his cheeks, and he wondered if Bedivere could see his blush in the dim light.

"I don't think I'll ever want to go back to the desert, but I suppose this one isn't so bad," Bedivere said with a laugh.

"Ha ha, yeah, this is quite cozy for a desert isn't it?" Ritsuka laughed along.

"How about you, Ritsuka? Where would you like to go for a vacation?" Bedivere asked.

"Hmm…" Ritsuka tipped his head back in thought. He had visited a lot of places through Singularities, some in rather implausible environments (like an actual magical girl realm)…but even through all those fantastical experiences…

"Hmm…this sounds like I'm copying you, but…any place with you, sounds great, Bedi," Ritsuka said, turning to look at Bedivere.

A cool breeze blew by, ruffling Ritsuka's hair, and the Master shivered a little, still clad in his summer clothes.

Almost instantly, Bedivere summoned his cape and wrapped it around Ritsuka.

"Ah, yes, deserts get cold at night…" Bedivere said in concern.

"Oh! Thanks, Bedi," Ritsuka said, clutching the cape edges with his hands.

"Do you need extra warmth, Master?" Bedivere asked.

"Um, it's a little chilly, but I'm fine -" Ritsuka said, when Bedivere put an arm around his shoulders and drew him close.

"Is that better?" Bedivere asked.

So much better, Ritsuka wanted to answer, but he got tongue-tied and could simply nod. After a few seconds of thinking, the Master decided to let himself fully enjoy the moment and snuggled up to Bedivere's chest with a little sigh of happiness.

"I should have thought of bringing some warm drinks…" Bedivere mused, and was about to ask if Ritsuka wanted some, but seeing him comfortable, Bedivere decided it could wait.

They so very rarely had time and the privacy to be close together…

~~~~

The hours pleasantly passed by in a quiet murmur of talk, enjoying the warmth of contact and taking in the soothing vista of water in the moonlight. But it had to end sometime, and seeing Ritsuka yawn a few times in a row, Bedivere spoke.

"We should head back. Don't worry I will get some rest. I promise," Bedivere said, raising Ritsuka's hand to his lips.

Ritsuka sighed, the sweet gesture not quite making up for the knowledge that they had to part.

"I promise to get some sleep, too. Don't worry, I can afford to wake a little late," Ritsuka said, mustering a smile at Bedivere's words. Knowing that the Knight was actively making an effort to take care of himself always felt like a victory.

"If I can, I'll see you again another night, my Ritsuka," Bedivere said.

"I'll look forward to it," Ritsuka said, and they stood up together.

Again they linked hands and walked back, taking their time on the way. Too soon for Ritsuka's taste, they ended back at the Gildalay Hotel.

"Here we are," Bedivere said, turning to Ritsuka. Though the Knight did his best to keep his voice calm, Ritsuka could hear a note of wistfulness in it.

The Master gave Bedivere's hand a squeeze and looked up, lips about to frame a request when he felt the cool touch of a silver hand on his chin. The fingers came to cup his cheek, thumb brushing carefully across his lips in a question.

Ritsuka closed his eyes in answer, tilting his head, barely breathing, waiting for -

Bedivere brushed his lips across Ritsuka's, a fleeting, light touch, just the merest suggestion of warmth. Shy and modest, much like the Knight who gave it, but afire with love and adoration all the same.

Ritsuka pressed back, slightly clumsy but filled with feeling, and Bedivere obliged to deepen the kiss. What followed was a moment like a fragment of eternity, suspended among the lights of an unreal city of hopes and passions.

No matter how long the kiss, the sort of which left Ritsuka panting for breath after, it was still too short a time to spend together. Every snatched moment was bittersweet with that knowledge, knowing that their time together would always be limited, not just because of Ritsuka's ongoing mission, but just the fact that existing as Servant was always going to be temporary.

Once the world was restored, for good, hopefully…that was the day they will have to part as well.

But having resolved to love each other as best as they could…

"Good night, my Ritsuka. I hope you sleep is filled with sweet dreams," Bedivere murmured, holding Ritsuka close for one last embrace. The Master hugged him fiercely back, savoring the tender moment.

"With a night like this, I will have the sweetest dreams," Ritsuka said. Bedivere smiled at that - and one more moment holding hands, then letting go. Ritsuka walked back up the hotel steps, turning for one last look and a wave.

Bedivere waved back, and pressed a hand to his chest. With one last look at the building, he quietly made his way back to the Casino Camelot for his own rest, some hours before it opened again for business.

~~~~~~~~

Mash drew a blanket over Ritsuka, who was deeply asleep soon after coming back, a slight smile on his face as if dreaming of something good.

"Seems like Master had a good night," Siegfried said quietly to Mash.

"I'm glad he did. I hope they had a good time," Mash whispered back.

"Fou?" Fou asked, waving his tail.

"I won't ask, Fou! We'll know if Senpai tells us. If not, we let him be," Mash scolded.

Fou gave her a look as if pointing out she was quite curious too.

"Come on, Fou. Go to sleep," Mash chided.

"Fou…fou fou fo fo," Fou grumbled, but curled up into a ball.

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Bedivere…did not receive the same consideration. He sighed and put his hand to his forehead as Gawain, Lancelot and Tristan crowded around him with questions.

"My fellow Knights, no, I am not going to talk about our time together," Bedivere said with a sigh.

"Aww, why not? Shouldn't you celebrate it with us?" Gawain asked.

"Ha ha ha no, I'm not telling. Go away," Bedivere said with a pleasant smile.

"Was it that bad?" Lancelot asked.

"Knowing Sir Bedivere, if anything, it was very successful, wasn't it? Ah, how delightful," Tristan said with a knowing smirk.

"Speculate all you want. I'm going to get some sleep, as promised," Bedivere said with a roll of his eyes. He made a hasty retreat to his room, locked the door, and sighed, finally unable to repress the blush creeping over his face. More than anything, the memory of Ritsuka contentedly nestled close was something he was going to treasure for a long time.

He let out a little sigh - here in this strange Singularity, he got to see his King having some fun and actually smiling most of the time, and perhaps there was not just one, but many other chances of a good date with his Ritsuka. If only his comrades weren't acting a little…kooky from being Aloha Knights he could enjoy himself fully.

Bedivere gave a little laugh to himself - he wasn't gambling anything, but somehow he was winning all his heart's desires. Manifesting as Servant truly was a miraculous thing…and with that thought in mind he went to bed for some promised rest.

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If you read to the end, thanks much! I wasn't planning on making this, but while playing the event (and totally destroying all the normal enemies with my Ruler Artoria with MLB Attack Up CE) I was just thinking, hey, it's a fairly laidback event and there's some time for Ritsuka to hang out with a partner of their choice...and with me that means Bedi lol.

I am actually aro-ace so if anything about the dialogue or actions are cringey you know why, I don't actually have romance experience lol. I just wanted this two to have some quiet time together.

I am very nervous posting fanfics, so all the 64 other BediGuda fics I have on my phone are probably going to be taken to the grave lol. This one is on my Gdocs which might be easier to read, but asdfghkkh why would anyone even want to https://docs.google.com/document/d/18W7SzpkRr1x9hpgTfb7eBENe5ZtyCoRRmuqso_GfmGE/edit?usp=sharing/

#bediguda #too embarassed to tag anything else lol

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happys-crazy-queen22 · 4 years

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Title: Well Taken Care Of

Gif credit @jesimahcah

Requested by anon and anon. Combined two requests, hope that was okay. Thanks for requesting.

I hope you all enjoy.

Happy reading dollies

Slam, Kick, Kick!!

"Diego, you home"? You cautiously went into the living room. Diego stood at the door, panting. Noticing the door had a boot size hole through it, you knew he was having a bad day.

"Baby"? Walking up behind him you carefully put your arms around his waist. He breathed in deep.

"Sorry, I'll fix it". He softly whispered.

"That's okay, I was thinking about getting a dog anyways. No need for a doggy door now". You chuckled but quieted down when he didnt even look up at you.

"You want to talk about it"? You recommended. Knowing Diego, he needed to talk. He may act like a hardass but deep down he had a oey gooey center.

"I hate my family. I hate them".

"What happened"?

"I dont want to talk about it". He moved your arms and walked away. You chewed on your nails as you followed.

"Diego, talk to me. For starters, why are you wet"?

"It's raining". He actually chuckled to himself as he grabbed a beer from the refrigerator.

"Ha ha, smartass. I know that. But haven't you heard of a umbrella or I don't know getting out of the rain"?

"My dad died". He took a long swig from the bottle.

"I'm sorry to hear that. You okay"? You stepped closer to him.

"I'm fine. It's my stupid siblings, they think he was this great man that saved us. He didnt do shit but turn us into his own circus. We didnt ask for this. I hated him so much. He's a piece of shit and so is Luther. He's just like him. The guy sends Luther away to the moon because he cant stand being around him and Luther thanks him. Like how fucked up is that"?

"Fucked up. But you can't take away the memories that they have of him. Some of theirs maybe good ones and they want to remember him as that".

"I don't care if I ever see them again. They all think I'm useless, dad did. They're just following in his footsteps".

"I dont think you're useless". You smiled sweetly.

"Just wait, you figure it out and see it". He finished his beer and left the kitchen. You followed, this conversation wasn't over.

When you cracked open the door, Diego was getting out of his wet clothes. The way his leather pants stuck to his body, it showed everything.

"You're very handsome".

Diego threw his shirt into the bathroom. "Yeah, that's all I am". He grumbled as he kicked off his boots.

"Not true. You're an amazing boxer. Surprisingly a good cook and that's saying someone who eats a raw, room temperature egg that's been laying on a counter for God knows how long". You giggle which made Diego laugh.

"Alright, I'm listening". He sighed as he sat on the bed.

"Where should I start? Oh, I know. You love me with all your heart and you aren't afraid to show it when you're with me. The way you treat me, says you love me and I feel like I'm the only girl in the world. You give everything you got to people you love. I know you and your siblings aren't really friendly but you would do anything for them. You have".

"How would you know that"?

You stepped closer to him, your hands on his pants covered thighs. Trailing up to his stomach.

"The floor squeaks at three in the morning. Klaus calls and you're on your way to save him. When you hear about families in trouble you rush to help them. Yeah, you may hurt the intruders but you've taken care of them when the cops haven't done a thing. You're the best at what you do".

"How do you know all this"? He asked , putting his hands on your hips.

"Who do you think sews your clothes or cleans the blood off them when you just throw them in the bathroom? Me and I dont complain or ask you anything. As long as you're safe and come home to me then it isn't my business". He lays his head on your chest and you cradle his head.

"I love you and I'm proud of you Diego. I'm proud of us and how far we have come". Taking your hands and bringing his face up to look at you. You softly kissed his lips, melting into the kiss.

"I love you too. I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for you".

"Yeah, well those eggs will kill you". You both snickered. He gently picked you up and laid you on the bed, hovering over you.

"You have beautiful eyes and a perfect smile". You licked your lips as you traced his lips. A blush coated Diegos cheeks as he tried to hide his face in the crease of your neck.

Running your fingers up and down his back, made goosebumps form along his skin.

"I love you, I love you". You whispered in his ear as you kissed along his cheek.

Diego melted like puddy in your hand, he kissed along your neck and collarbone. You swiftly removed your shirt. He trailed his hand down your breast to your underwear waistband looping a finger inside.

Your nipples were hard as rocks, so were Diegos. The cold metal of his nipple ring brushed against your skin, sending shivers up your spine.

"Diego, enough teasing". You kissed him rough, pulling his bottom lip and letting it go with a pop.

"You want me"? He brought his hand to your cheek and rubbed his finger across it.

"Always". You kissed his passionately, your hands going to his hair.

He half way stood up and shimmied out of his leather pants, making you giggle as he tried not to break the kiss. Successfully, he did.

You wrapped your legs around him as he settled in between them. His cock pressed against your clit, he slowly grinded. It was a awful pain to just have him teasing. So you took matters into your own hands and flipped him over onto his back.

"Woah". He laughed, settling in and getting comfortable.

Snaking your hand down his boxers you grabbed his cock and brought it out, grinding you clothed pussy against it. Diego moaned, his hands gripped your hips as he guided you along.

"Who's teasing now"? He bit his lip when you sat up and pulled your panties to the side. He helped keep your panties to the side as you lined him up to your entrance and sunk down on him. He bucked his hips. You licked your lips as he stretched your walls.

"Fuck". You hummed as you started to rock your hips, getting down all the way on him so there was no space between you two.

You put your hands on his chest as you rocked, his head fell back. You knew you had him right where you wanted him. You stopped rocking and started bouncing. Diego lifted his head right to your breast and took one of your nipples into his mouth. Twirling and sucking. Wrapping your arms around his neck not letting him move. You both liked the pace you were going.

"Holy shit". Diego growled, as he bit down on your nipple hard but not to hard.

"I'm close". You stopped bouncing and went back to rocking your hips, the tip of his cock hit your g-spot and it was close to triggering your orgasm.

Diego knew you were inches away from cumming. He decided to take matter in his hands again. He laid back on the bed, held you in place and bucked his hips into you over and over again. Drilling into you. Skin on skin, pounding each other.

You couldn't contain your cries as you came, hard. Your body shook and trembled. The orgasm was the hardest you've ever had in this position. You clenched around Diego and he felt his release coming to the surface and he exploded. He quickly slowed down his pace with a grunt. Your walls were milking him as he flooded your insides.

"God, you're fucking amazing". You panted and laid down on Diegos chest. His heart pounded a mile a second. He wrapped his arms around you.

"Is that one thing you like about me"?

"One? I think you did multiple things there to make me fall even more in love with you". You giggled with a sigh. You bother were happy and complete with each other.

"I love you". He kissed the top of your head.

"I love you more". You snuggled into his embrace. He had the biggest smirk on his face. He may not have his family at times but he'll will always have you, no matter what.

#diego hargreeves x reader #the umbrella academy diego #diego hargreeves imagines smut #diego hargreeves imagines #diego hargreeves #diego hargreeves smut #diego hargreeves fanfiction #the umbrella academy smut #the umbrella academy imagines #the umbrella academy #the umbrella Academy fanfiction #happys crazy queen22

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iireniic-a · 2 years

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@diverse-hearts-ocs asked: « oh dear, that’s embarassing. that was supposed to kill you. » - oei / Aether

killer starters

“Nngh... What-?”

She said it was supposed to kill him... And frankly, if he hadn’t moved at the last second, he would have died then and there. So it was a good thing that he had managed to get out of the way. Or, at the very least, he had moved enough to avoid a fatal blow, though he had taken quite the blow to his shoulder. That, in turn, left him unable to really use his arm, which would certainly be quite a problem if this became a fight.

“What’s your problem? Why are you... Trying to kill me?”

He didn’t even know this woman... And yet, she was actively trying to kill him. So why? What had he done to make her want him dead? Most people who have tried had at least some kind of reason to try and kill him. But this has left him in a terrible state... So he was more than ready to fall back, if need be.

#diverse-hearts-ocs #Muse- Aether

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breathless-darkness · 4 years

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@diverse-hearts-ocssaid:

Bloodlust Meme 🔴 - Shiga/Oei

my muse wiping/licking blood from your muses lips.

Covered in blood, lips dripping blood. So sweet. So beautiful. He was growing darker each day, but his beautiful wife was by his side, all was worth it. It wasn’t like he didn’t know Oei had a darker side to her, she belonged by his side. There was no one better for him, and no one better for her. They were a perfect match, not like he believed in the bullshit of soul mates or anything. It could have been arranged, and he would still love her. He swept her into his arms and dipped her licking blood from her lips before going straight into a kiss.

The move was so graceful, he might have been growing darker--- but this woman she was something else. “What have you gotten into, Oei? Blood on your sweet lips~ Not that I mind.” He brought her up and twirled her about the room that was his office. Life was good, he was the Boss of Port Mafia. His red hair was starting to grow a few silver hairs in his vibrant red locks, but he hid them well. “Oh you are so beautiful, I wish to stay with my beautiful wife tonight instead of focusing on work.” Work meant bloodshed. Work always meant bloodshed when it came to him.

“How would my wife like that? For me to come home and spend time with her~” He had his moments when he wasn’t some power hungry bastard, he did honestly love her. Oei wasn’t a pawn or a trophy exactly, he honestly loved her. Should he ever lose her, he would fully sink into the pits of darkness fully. His hand went to the small of her back “I might just lock the door and take you upon the couch. It has been too long.” Anyone who had eyes could see that he was struggling to stay afloat in the dark sea that he had gone into. His dwellings caused the silver strands in his bright red locks.

#Black blood (Naoya Shiga)#tw: blood #Ride upon a shooting star (Asks)#diverse-hearts #diverse-hearts-ocs

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inkingpainter · 4 years

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@sxssyoin-kixrx painted: ‘ Painter? May you create a piece that portrays this Beauty of mine ~? '

“Alter Ego-san, I shall accept your request, but may I ask what do you want? An statue? A painted piece for you to hang? Is there an certain pose you desired for me to capture?” The painter looks up from her sketches, before flipping to a new page. Has she gone insane? To accept an request? Oh yes, this is Oei after all.

#{orders (inbox)}#{ic}

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queenofcats17 · 5 years

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I had a kind of silly idea! I remember in one prompt you wrote had some Searchers playing pranks on people in the village and I thought that was pretty cute! Maybe a few that are in the process of regaining their identity start playing pranks on Murray while he’s trying to help out with stuff? Meanwhile Henry is alone again and comes across Jack Fain? Maybe they just hang out together and Jack tries to help Henry feel a little better about what’s been going on? Sorry if this idea is stupid. 😅

Part of this is going to be cute, and then there’s going to Henry’s part. Henry’s parts are always emotional. ^^”

One thing Murray discovered during his time in the Lost Ones’ village was that they liked to play pranks. It was something they’d learned from both Bendy and Wally. Bendy was mischievous by nature and Wally was the studio clown, so they both enjoyed playing harmless pranks. They were all very strict about never going too far. The worst they could do was inconvenience someone. Their pranks generally involved hiding objects and giggling as others tried to find said objects. It kept their spirits up and helped them regain their identity to a certain extent.

Murray discovered this a few days after he came to the village. He’d been drafted to help fix some parts on one of the boats that Allison and Tom used, and when he’d reached for his wrench, it wasn’t there. He frowned, digging around in the provided toolbox a bit. It had just been here. Where could it have gone? His frown deepened. Had he dropped it? If it had gone into the ink river, he certainly wouldn’t be getting it back.

“Has anyone seen the wrench?” He asked, standing up and wiping his hands on his pants.

“Weren’t you just using it?” Sammy asked from up on the roof. “Wally, stay still. I can’t hammer if you keep moving the plate around.”

“I’m bad at staying still! You know that!” Wally said.

Sammy sighed. “Alright. I’ll finish this up myself. Why don’t you help Murray look for the wrench?”

“You got it!” Wally gave him a silly salute, jumping off the roof. Murray instinctively winced as Wally hit the ground and became a puddle before quickly reforming himself. The cartoon physics that governed the way most of the ink creatures moved still unsettled Murray a bit. Wally thrived on it, though.

“So, you can’t find the wrench, huh?”

“Erm, yes.” Murray nodded. “I reached for it and it wasn’t there.”

“Hmmm.” Wally screwed up his face in thought, adjusting his cap with one hand. “D’ya think you coulda dropped it?”

“I mean, it’s possible.” Murray nodded slightly, still looking around. “I could have sworn I put it in the toolbox, though.” It was then that he noticed a group of Searchers hiding behind one of the shacks, giggling to themselves. He couldn’t help but let out a short laugh.

“What?” Wally frowned, following his gaze. “Ooooh. Oh, yeah. They do that sometimes. Well, guess you gotta find it now!” He slapped Murray’s back. “Have fun!”

“For crying out loud…” Murray rolled his eyes, but he was smiling.

That was most of what the Searchers did to him. They hid things that he was using and giggled while they watched him look for them. Their other pranks involved dumping ink on Wally, Sammy, Allison, or Tom. They couldn’t do that to Murray, for obvious reasons. So they mostly just hid things. It was slightly inconvenient, but Murray didn’t mind. It made the Searchers happy. A few even regained some of their memories through them. Besides, it made Murray feel as though he was a part of their family.

Another thing they enjoyed doing was writing on the walls. Murray had seen the writings on the walls, most of them rather depressing, and had wondered where they came from. As it turned out, pretty much everyone in the studio wrote on the walls. Although most of the writings in the studio were depressing, there were some that were genuinely rather funny. Although, those were quickly covered up or erased due to what they talked about. The Searchers, those who had broken free of the hive mind that is, liked to write messages mocking Joey or Alice on the walls.

The insults they used were generally childish in nature, accompanied by silly little drawings that did not depict their subjects kindly. Joey tended to erase the messages as soon as he found them, fuming at this insult to his power. Alice almost immediately tried to scrub them away, screaming about how disrespectful they were. Murray couldn’t help but giggle a little as well whenever the Searchers got away with this. Especially when their target was Joey. After all, Joey’s biggest flaw was his massive ego. It felt good to needle him where it hurt.

He was going to save these people, Murray decided. They’d had no reason to be nice to him, to accept him after what he’d done to them. But they had. They were good people, and they deserved to be happy. And maybe…Maybe he too deserved to be happy.

Henry, on the other hand, only thought he was happy. Feeling quite sure his act had fooled Henry, Joey had turned him loose to roam while he himself searched for Murray. Henry was humming to himself, making his way through the halls. He was completely oblivious to everything. Before he knew it, he found himself in the Music Department. He made a curious noise, looking around. It didn’t seem as though anyone else was there. It felt so lonely and empty without others there. Henry made a mournful noise, searching around for anything to entertain himself with. He vaguely remembered there being something in the sewers, so he decided to head there.

It was in the sewers that he came across Jack Fain. Jack was sitting at his desk, staring down at the music sheets still left on his desk. He didn’t dare touch them for fear of ruining them. He knew it served no purpose for him to dwell on the past like this. But when he looked at those music sheets and his violin, he remembered all he’d lost.

“Ja…ck…?” He looked up abruptly to find Henry in the sea of ink beside his little alcove.

“Henry? What are you doing here?” Jack asked. “I thought Joey would be keeping you close after…” He trailed off, hunching his shoulders.

“Wanted to…explore,” Henry said. “Joey’s….busy.”

“Ah.” Jack nodded tentatively. “Well, it’s nice to see you. I can’t imagine things have been easy for you lately.” Henry shrugged.

“It’s okay. Joey…apologized…” As clarity returned to his mind, he trailed off.

“Is something wrong?” Jack asked. He was understandably wary of any apology given by Joey Drew.

“He lied to me again.” Henry’s shoulders slumped. “He spun some story about wanting a family and I fell for it. Again.”

“He’s lied to all of us at one time or another,” Jack said. “You shouldn’t feel bad about falling for it. We all did.” All except Norman, that was.

“I should know better by now!” Henry slapped ineffectually at the ink. “I know what he’s like! I’ve seen what he’s capable of! I should have known!” Had he still been able to cry, he might have been crying at that point.

“Henry…” Jack slipped off his chair to join Henry in the ink, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Even if Joey wasn’t exerting his control on you, which I’m certain he was, you know how good he is at manipulating people. He knows just what to say to get us to go along with his plans.”

Henry was silent for a moment before sighing heavily. “I guess you’re right.”

“You shouldn’t beat yourself up about this,” Jack assured him. “None of it is your fault. You’re just trying to survive, same as the rest of us.” Henry smiled, putting his hand on Jack’s.

“Thank you.” He said. “I really appreciate it. You, Sammy, and Wally have all been so kind.”

“You’re our friend.” Jack smiled back at him. “Besides, we all help each other down here. We have to work together if we ever want to beat Joey.” Henry nodded, turning his gaze to the ink river.

“Do you think we’ll ever make it out of here?” He asked.

“We will,” Jack replied. “We just have to have faith.”

“If you say so.” Henry laughed weakly.

“Dreams come true, right?” Jack said. “Anyway, why don’t we go to Sammy’s sanctuary? I think you deserve a rest.”

Not all of them, Henry thought as he followed Jack upstairs. Not all of them.

#bendy and the ink machine #batim saudade au #fanfiction #wally franks #sammy lawrence #murray hill #the searchers #henry #jack fain

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bubblellop · 5 years

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which glass animal songs go with each of your ocs?

OH MY goD THANKS FOR ASKING?? I have no idea how u got that idea but IM LOVING IT.

ALSO SIT THE F U C K DOWN CUZ U THOUGHT THIS WAS GONNA BE A SMALL SHITTY LIST HUH?? DO U KNOW ME??? I WILL TALK HOURS ABOUT MY BABIES AA-

Ok but seriously, now that i look back on this i got a bit carried away jsjndnsjfnksc yeah proceed with caution??? Spoilers ahead??? I tried to not say much ok...but,,,i lob,e,, my ba,,b,ie,s,,,

Yummy a LONG POST

Adalia = Youth

It fits her too well it hurts. Basically from the perspective of her mother, shes sorry she cant be there for her, but she wants the best for her, and she knows her daughter is destined for greatness. The first paraghaph of the song explaints everything honestly. Adalia will go through hard times, and take tough, and often bad, decisions, but she knows she will fix it all in the end. "Dont you know you got my eyes" even tho they arent together, they are still family, and trusts her she will be better than she ever was.

Lilyana = The other side of paradise

For her, it might describe her feelings toward most things that has happened in her life. Going somewhere new, meeting people that shes now supposed to call them her 'friends'. And that she cant go back to before when everything was ok, only her and her sister. "I settle for a ghost i never knew" sure, its her sister, but she grew up, shes not the same, and shes scared of the fact she herself has changed too. She doesnt want anyone to know about the wicked truth after all. Also as the song progresses, so does her feelings about her sister and what shes doing.

Oliver and Rhett = Gooey

I know everyone has their own song, but this one goes for both of them, as their story is very tightly tied together. One of them is trying to tell the other about the truth of life, and are trying to warn them about its dismay. "I say i told you so, but you just gonna cry" They act immaturely and get hit with reality, just like they told them, he didnt take it well. So now the other one has to try and fix/help them "i take your gloom, i cut it up and buff it into plumes". Theres also a slight hint of "but, can i trust you?" Vibes if you look closely and that goes well too ye.

Stephany = Life itself

Ok this one is SUPER detailed. I could disect every lyric from the song but i dont wanna spoil or bore yall. Basically, literally the first lyric of the song describes resentment toward her parent figures. Everyone expects too much from her, but she doesnt want to be what others want her to be. Everyone is watching her and judging her for what she did. She let everyone down, she just wants a break from her stressful life. So she "breaks free". The song specially expressed a sort of pressure and anxiety of breaking free and escaping that past life, which goes nicely with her.

Sophie = Flip

Went with this one cuz it kinda goes well with how Sophie felt about someone, she didnt like the idea of having to be friends with someone who she HATED, someone who had seriously hurt her. She wanted to get rid of them, she really didnt want them back in her life. "...Chopping up the threads made up from looms of love and blood and hate..." after a while they did become closer, but her feelings are still there, years of anger, wanting revenge, but now they are back together and she doesnt know how to feel about it.

AlsO, disclaimer, these r just some of MY perspective on these songs, of course u could see then as something VERY differently, but im allowed to imagine these lyrics in the way i want thank u.

Hope u didnt get bored to death???? I just love talking about my characters xjdjfjndjg

#ask #hawks-on-mars #tmt #the magical twins #//about tmt #sorry this was long i got carried away #also i did write half of this yesterday at 12 am so yeah if it doesnt make sense its cuz im doo doo face #yes this took me hours to write...im not proud...#//long post

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Pangdemonium - This Is What Happens to Pretty Girls. . This show made me want to scream, cry, and shout in frustration. Even though I knew I was watching a show, that people were just acting, I still found myself saying “fuck you”, and “oh my god”, and “are you kidding me?” Out loud. Of course I knew these things happened IRL, but it still hurt to have the truth constantly thrown in my face, getting it drilled in my head that these are the injustices that anyone has faced, and would sadly continue face in the real world, regardless of gender or identifier. It hurt to watch, and at one point I wanted to get out of the theatre because I couldn’t breathe, because it forced me to remember a familiar pain the characters went through. I don’t know whether to say thank you for the show because at the end I felt so drained I just wanted to crawl home and bawl, but I hope it shook people in the audience enough for them to want to make a change. . Also kudos to Adrian Pang and Pam Oei for their amazing chemistry and dynamic on stage. Always loved their dialogues. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 . I still think you should watch this show. Maybe it’ll inspire you, too. . #TheDramaCentre #Pangedmonium #ThisIsWhatHappensToPrettyGirls #Theatre #Acting #Actors (at Drama Centre Theatre) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxe_sqCF-9M/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=99pxu8r0ethp

#thedramacentre #pangedmonium #thisiswhathappenstoprettygirls #theatre #acting #actors

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mybukz · 5 years

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Fiction: The Secret Beneath Her Moonlit Face by Peter Soh

Image by Alexis Antonio on Unsplash

“Ta chi, your sarong!” Annie pointed at her elder sister’s sarong.

Molly looked at her green sarong. “This shouldn’t be!”

It had been two months since Molly married Baba Lim Teck Yeong but, there was it again, the red stain.

“Stop being so hard on yourself. I heard that if you are overly stressed, your body won’t be doing its job. Give yourself some time,” Annie said, holding Molly, who was tearing up.

“You need to change before the men come back.” Annie tried to liven up the atmosphere. “Let’s have fun choosing which sarong to go with your pink kebaya!”

“Nya always bemoans difficulties matching you with potential suitors. They don’t know you have the most beautiful heart.” Molly looked up at her sister and smiled weakly.

“I wish I have a pretty face like you, ta chi. Things get easier when you have a pretty face. It is useless even if I can sew my kasut manek and cook an array of dishes to please those cocky mothers-in-law. In the end all they want is a pretty round face and a solid bum!”

“Shush! Nya will scream at you if she ever hears all these. Remember, we ladies have to take care of our decorum. Anyway, are you using bedak sejuk before you sleep? The talcum powder will lighten our skin colour.”

“I have been applying it every night but I guess it takes time.”

“Don’t put too much. Later it cracks when you smile!”

“And now you smile! Let’s get yourself changed.”

Molly put on a helpless smile. This was the second month she failed to get herself conceived. Her frustration was welling up. She wanted a baby, better still, a male baby, desperately. She was a step away from a proper and well-brought-up nyonya after trudging through heaps of demands on her 12-day wedding.

“It meant a lot to my family when my in-laws sent nasi lemak to them on the last day of the wedding. Nya minds about my chastity but I am more concerned with the pregnancy. I have to have a baby.”

Annie exclaimed, “Look at your sarong! Oh dear, it’s Oei Khing Liem’s hand! I can’t imagine myself wearing all these.”

Molly saw that Annie envied her sarong collection and her life—to marry a wealthy baba merchant and live a life indulging in buying all these gorgeous and majestic sarongs from Pekalongan. “You can have one if you like,” Molly said.

“What’s the point of wearing all these colourful sarongs when my skin colour is so dark. Don’t waste that kind of expensive fabrics on me,” Annie retorted.

“You are not ugly, Annie. You can wear them if you like. I don’t wish to stain them, if you get what I mean.”

“Ta chi, everything will be all right, okay?”

Then Molly’s mother entered the room unannounced. The sisters shot up from the bed.

“What are you girls doing?” Bibik Poh Choo was holding some tapai ubi.

Molly sat Bibik Poh Choo down. “I am giving some of my sarongs to Annie, nya. I thought you went out to play cherki. What’s the matter?”

“I managed to find a promising prospect for your sister. They are the Ewe family from Penang and they have this huge shipping business everywhere! Their youngest son has reached the time to get married and it will be a good thing if Annie marries into this family. I showed them her kasut manek and the cushion that she beaded and you know what? They are coming this weekend to have a dinner with your pa. We are using this chance to marry off Annie.”

The girls could see Bibik Poh Choo was eager for this mission.

Annie was silent. She was tired of all these endless manoeuvres where her needle works were assessed, cooking skills judged, and decorum evaluated. Even then, she wouldn’t be approved till the last day of the Peranakan wedding, when her chastity would be examined by squeezing lime juice onto a blood-stained cloth. Only if the blood did not run would she be accepted into her husband’s family and nasi lemak sent to her parents’ home in honour of her virginity.

“Nya, you clearly know they won’t want me after they see me. No one will want to take in a dark-skinned bride! Stop giving people false hope by showing off my kasut manek designs.” Annie said.

Bibik Poh Choo’s lips curled into a smirk. “Not this time, Annie. I have a solution.”

In the cloudless night the moon shone brightly down on the little town of Malacca. Shops were closed, household’s lights were switched off, and no one wandered the roads. At 11pm, the town came to a standstill, awakened sometimes by a splash of shower or a cry of a baby.

Molly’s trishaw trailed behind her mother’s. This was the first time both she and her sister went out at such a night. Uneasy and tensed, the sisters had not the faintest idea where mother was leading them. Their mother normally never allowed them to step out from the house when their sarong was coloured red. The trishaw riders pressed the pedals harder at mother’s instructions to speed away from the town.

“Where do you think nya is bringing us to?” Molly spoke softly, sure that even anyone who wasn’t asleep could hear her.

Annie gazed out at the darkness. “I have no idea. I can’t recognize the road.”

The trishaws halted at an alley. Bibik Poh Choo murmured thank you to the driver, her voice breaking the silence.

Annie thought the name of the alley, ‘Lorong Selamat’, was an irony. The bushes along the alley were so high that people could hide well behind the overgrowing wilderness.

“This place doesn’t look safe at all. One could get bit by snakes and people won’t even discover that someone has died here,” Annie whispered.

“Choy choy choy. Stop scaring me.” Molly smacked Annie’s arm and leaned on her. They waited, not caring to touch their feet onto the ground of Lorong Selamat. Bibik Poh Choo stepped down from the trishaw and beckoned her daughters with her batik handkerchief.

“Nya, where are we going? This place …” Molly rubbed her arms and held on tightly to Annie.

“Don’t ask so much. You will know later.” Bibik Poh Choo ordered them to follow her.

The two sisters looked at each other. The front panel of their sarongs flapped in the wind and the bushes rattled as if welcoming them. Molly and Annie hesitated but Bibik Poh Choo had already scurried into the dark alley. Not wanting to be left behind—did they even have a choice—Molly and Annie hurried behind their mother’s footsteps.

“Tuk, this is for you. Please help my daughter.”

Bibik Poh Choo knelt in front of an old man and handed him a red packet. The old man looked at Bibik Poh Choo and then Annie, as if he already knew which daughter was the one that needed his help.

“It’s not so much in there but my mother-in-law gave me this anting-anting when I was accepted into her family. The earrings are encrusted with berlian. The diamonds are of good quality. You will like it!” Bibik Poh Choo indicated the red packet, but the old man never uttered a word since they came in.

The old man’s house sat at the far end of Lorong Selamat, surrounded by frangipani and banana trees. Trees the Peranakan household wouldn’t plant because they attract spirits. Entering the house, they could smell the kemenyan, and see walls decorated with hangings with indecipherable writings. Besides fruits and candle wax, the floor was filled with things not normally seen in a household or temple, such as pots, stones, and leaves.

Molly and Annie knew instantly their whereabouts: the house of a shaman. The dim light prohibited them from making out the old man’s countenance. Only when they followed what Bibik Poh Choo did—kneeling in front of him—did they see his face. The shaman Tuk Ali had a thick white goatee, and his eyes seemed rapacious under black eyeliner. Annie kept her head down when she realised Tuk Ali’s gaze was on her.

“Lie down on the floor,” Tuk Ali spoke his first sentence.

Bibik Poh Choo was euphoric. She thanked Tuk Ali numerous times and instructed Annie to do what he said.

“You will get married this time, Annie! Tuk Ali will help you! Quick, lie down on the floor! Quick!” Bibik Poh Choo hustled up Annie.

“Nya, what are we doing?” Annie had no clue what was going on and what was going to happen. She was confused, terrified, not keen to follow orders.

“Yes, nya. What is going on? What is going to happen?” Molly chimed in. She was equally scared.

“Just listen to me. You are going to have a new life after this. You will not regret it,” Bibik Poh Choo assured Annie. “Just listen to me. Just lie down on the floor.”

To Molly, she said, “And you. Just keep quiet and don’t say a single word about what is going on tonight. Do you want your sister to have a good life? Just trust me.”

The two sisters couldn’t comprehend the situation; in fact, they had no idea how to respond to Tuk Ali and mother’s requests because everything was a mystery. From going out at night to stepping foot onto this unfamiliar setting, and from seeing their mother giving away her precious gift, to lying down on the floor, Molly and Annie failed to glean what their mother wanted done. They shivered, not knowing whether it was because of the sudden cold wind or they were petrified.

“Faster. Time is ticking,” Tuk Ali opened his mouth for the second time. “We have to do it when the moon is still full.”

“Faster, Annie. Just listen to Tuk,” Bibik Poh Choo exhorted.

Annie lay down on the wooden floor reluctantly. She couldn’t stop panting. She looked at Molly and her mother. She did not dare close her eyes. She wanted to know what was going to happen.

Without warning, Tuk Ali burst forth his chants and sprinkled some flowers on Annie. Annie continued to gulp and it seemed like the quicker she took in air, the louder the chants. In the chilly night, she could feel her kebaya drenched in sweat.

Tuk Ali groped for something on a pot. Annie couldn’t see what was on Tuk Ali’s hands. She squinted but the poorly lit house didn’t help. Distressed and uptight, she tried to catch Tuk Ali’s moves. His hands contained something—but it was too small to see.

And in no time, Tuk Ali inserted some minute objects into Annie’s eyelids. One on the left and one on the right. Annie felt a short sting but it quickly subsided. The chants had petered out and the house resumed its initial state, becoming still, void, and quiet once again.

“The ceremony is completed,” Tuk Ali declared. He moved the pot aside.

Bibik Poh Choo hurriedly pulled Annie up from the floor and brushed dirt off her back.

“See. It is fast.” Bibik Poh Choo tried to comfort Annie, who was still in shock.

Annie sat unmoving on the floor. She had yet to recover. Molly joined their mother, patting Annie’s back and telling Annie that everything was over.

“So, Tuk, are the taboos the same for my daughter?” Bibik Poh Choo asked.

Tuk Ali stroked his goatee. His job was now over and the moon was still shining brightly. “Yes. The taboos are the same. Never walk under the clothesline. Never walk near pokok kelor. Never eat things with skewer.”

“No worries. Our family never eat satay. It is so unladylike. Don’t worry, Tuk. I will remind her again.” Bibik Poh Choo seemed to know the taboos well.

“But…” Tuk Ali paused. “The susuk that I inserted into your daughter’s face is made of diamond. The charm needles are a rare material, and she must strictly observe the taboos. If not, your daughter will die.”

The trishaws stopped the nyonyas at the back of their house. It was 2a.m. and the streets were empty. But for safety, Bibik Poh Choo instructed the trishaws to go behind their house so that no one would spot them. After all, Annie was still a maiden and Bibik Poh Choo had to protect her daughter’s name.

“We are home, finally. Everything will be different from tomorrow.” Annie could see Bibik Poh Choo was hopeful of a new, if not a great start, for her.

Molly held Annie up as they went into the house. The two of them never spoke since the ritual finished. As they walked into their room, one of them screamed.

The house lit up, with Bibik Poh Choo and the servants running into Molly’s room. The girls were aghast and their faces pale. They were staring at something.

Bibik Poh Choo followed her daughters’ eyes into the ornately decorated room. Her eyes creased in horror. Baba Lim was on the floor, with the tapai ubi laid out beside him.

His face had turned completely dark and his eyes were wide open, looking like Baba Lim was out of breath.

Molly cried out. Annie trembled. The servants held their faces, not knowing who to call or what to do.

“How can my husband pass away like that? He is such a healthy man! I still want to have his baby! God, tell me why? Why!” Molly shrieked.

Annie remembered Bibik bringing into their room in the afternoon the tapai ubi. She was sure her mother had not left the banana leaves around the fermented tapioca opened. She was also certain Bibik had not pulled out from the leaves the skewer.

Peter Soh is an ambitious Malaysian writer whose stories are about darkness, pain, struggles, identity searching and what it means to be a human being. He made his publishing debut with his short story, ‘The Missing Tomb’ in the ‘Emerging Malaysian Writers 2018’ anthology. ‘The Secret beneath her Moonlit Face’ is his latest short story after ‘The Missing Tomb’.

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