yes okay there are a lot of mental images the hamilton fandom has probably produced you to conjure up in the past year but lemme just give you a glimpse of something beautiful here:
alexander hamilton, lafayette, john laurens, and hercules mulligan failing as president washington’s secret service members (specifically just picture tiny smol 5’7 alexander hamilton acting in any way to protect the president, a man who dwarfs him in comparison)
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Walking to work going past my Pokemon gym that I’ve owned undefeated for the past week and I see a kid sitting by it obviously battling my Golbat I left to defend it. I ask him, “What team you on?” He looks up, “Mystic”. So I grin, “I’m Valor, and that’s my Golbat you’re battling.” I hold out my hand for him to shake, “Name’s StarRose, gym leader.” He looks down at the username of the Golbat and sees it matches, grins back and shakes my hand, and that is simultaneously the coolest and dorkiest moment in my life ever as I genuinely introduce myself as a pokemon gym leader.
I WALK HOME FROM WORK AND THE LITTLE SHIT HAS TAKEN OVER MY GYM!!!!!
honestly the omgcp fandom is one of the happiest, most productive, friendliest fandoms I have ever had the pleasure of being a part of 10/10 would recommend
i hope that from now on, every frog tour of the Haus has pie
like it gets added to the bylaws and every year after Bitty graduates a senior has to teach a junior how to make pies for the frog tour
Imagine the day before the first frog tour after Bitty graduates, with Chowder and Dex and the tadpoles practically in tears trying to get the pie crust right, and Nursey walks in and is all “chill, we can buy pie from the store.”
And there’s just this horrified sucking in of breath, and Dex has to physically restrain Chowder while their goalie and new captain screams, THAT’S NOT WHAAT BITTY WOULD DO!
Every year when they make the pie for the tour they play it up like the huge deal that it is, using Bitty’s original recipes and everything, which they keep either A) tucked into one of those adorable old-fashioned recipe boxes or B) framed on the wall of the Haus kitchen (I haven’t decided which I like better).
When the frogs visit for the first time they sit around and eat pie and Chowder and Dex and Nursey and all the rest of the Old Frogs (who are now seniors of course) are just like “We made this pie in the memory of our amazing captain, Eric Richard Bittle, who is sadly no longer with us–” and one of the frogs is like “holy shit did he die” and Chowder starts to say “no he’s fine” but Nursey (who I imagine has become less obnoxious and was sort of like Ransom and Holster’s protégée) cuts him off like “YES, POOR SOUL, HE HAUNTS THE HAUS TO THIS VERY DAY….!”
Thus Bitty becomes a Haus ghost even though he isn’t dead. His name is legend. It’s said that his poor old oven gave out and he was so distraught that he died of grief– “IN THIS VERY KITCHENNNNN,” Nursey cries, waving his hands. The frogs aren’t sure what to think but Dex backs Nursey up in his quiet, sincere way and they start to believe it.
Cut to graduation. Bitty and Jack come to town, and Bitty decides to visit the Haus because he arrived first and Jack’s not getting in until that night. He goes in through the front door, which is unlocked because Chowder (bless his heart) finally made peace with the LAX team through persistent cheerfulness and the skillful application of Bitty’s own summer berry crumble. The Haus no longer has to worry about LAX bros getting in and ruining things or, failing that, egging the front porch on their way to morning practice.
Bitty notes with approval that the disgusting green couch is gone, and the curtains and windows have been washed. He wanders into the kitchen. It’s empty. The oven is new or at least very clean, and he just can’t help himself. Wouldn’t it be a nice surprise for everyone to come home to a nice fresh pie? So he puts on an apron and is halfway through rolling out the crust when someone comes into the Haus.
“Oh,” he says, and Bitty turns around. “I’m sorry, are you… lost? This kitchen isn’t for public use…”
“Oh, no, no,” Bitty says, and brushes flour off of his hands. It’s everywhere now, he realizes – on his face, in his hair – but it can’t be helped. “I used to live here. I’m Eric Bittle. Bitty.” He holds out a hand to shake but the stranger is backing away, shaking his head.
“This isn’t your kitchen any more, bro,” he says. Bitty shrinks a little. He knows that, he really does… but there was always something about Samwell that was home to him, and this kitchen most of all. He wants to tell this to the frog, but the frog in question is no longer standing before him. In fact, he’s diving for a cabinet on the other side of the sink. He throws it open and pulls out a rolling pin, one that Bitty recognizes. He left it behind because the Haus didn’t have one, and he could spare the extra.
The frog brandishes it at him, not attacking, just holding it up like a shield.
“Apple turnovers!” he shouts. “Pumpkin pie! Blueberry crumble!”
“What are you saying?!” Bitty asks, raising his voice so he can be heard above the frog’s.
“Nursey warned us about you! This is the only way to set your spirit to rest!”
“Ah, I see.” The frog continues to hold the rolling pin, listing all the baked goods he can think of while Bitty pulls out his phone, opens his contacts, and calls a number.
“Derek. Malik. Nurse.”
mandy and jenny probably think it’s hilarious and like to Spook the frogs in the kitchen.
This is amazing. And also, OH YES when Nursey, Dex and Chowder are seniors they will totally be the Old Frogs.
is “chai” a TYPE of tea??! bc in Hindi/Urdu, the word chai just means tea
its like spicy cinnamon tea instead of bland gross black tea
I think the chai that me and all other Muslims that I know drink is just black tea
i mean i always thought chai was just another word for tea?? in russian chai is tea
why don’t white people just say tea
do they mean it’s that spicy cinnamon tea
why don’t they just call it “spicy cinnamon tea”
the spicy cinnamon one is actually masala chai specifically so like
there’s literally no reason to just say chai or chai
They don’t know better. To them “chai tea” IS that specific kind of like, creamy cinnamony tea. They think “chai” is an adjective describing “tea”.
What English sometimes does when it encounters words in other languages that it already has a word for is to use that word to refer to a specific type of that thing. It’s like distinguishing between what English speakers consider the prototype of the word in English from what we consider non-prototypical.
(Sidenote: prototype theory means that people think of the most prototypical instances of a thing before they think of weirder types. For example: list four kinds of birds to yourself right now. You probably started with local songbirds, which for me is robins, blue birds, cardinals, starlings. If I had you list three more, you might say pigeons or eagles or falcons. It would probably take you a while to get to penguins and emus and ducks, even though those are all birds too. A duck or a penguin, however, is not a prototypical bird.)
“Chai” means tea in Hindi-Urdu, but “chai tea” in English means “tea prepared like masala chai” because it’s useful to have a word to distinguish “the kind of tea we make here” from “the kind of tea they make somewhere else”.
“Naan” may mean bread, but “naan bread” means specifically “bread prepared like this” because it’s useful to have a word to distinguish between “bread made how we make it” and “bread how other people make it”.
We also sometimes say “liege lord” when talking about feudal homage, even though “liege” is just “lord” in French, or “flower blossom” to describe the part of the flower that opens, even though when “flower” was borrowed from French it meant the same thing as blossom.
We also do this with place names: “brea” means tar in Spanish, but when we came across a place where Spanish-speakers were like “there’s tar here”, we took that and said “Okay, here’s the La Brea tar pits”.
Or “Sahara”. Sahara already meant “giant desert,” but we call it the Sahara desert to distinguish it from other giant deserts, like the Gobi desert (Gobi also means desert btw).
Languages tend to use a lot of repetition to make sure that things are clear. English says “John walks”, and the -s on walks means “one person is doing this” even though we know “John” is one person. Spanish puts tense markers on every instance of a verb in a sentence, even when it’s abundantly clear that they all have the same tense (”ayer [yo] caminé por el parque y jugué tenis” even though “ayer” means yesterday and “yo” means I and the -é means “I in the past”). English apparently also likes to use semantic repetition, so that people know that “chai” is a type of tea and “naan” is a type of bread and “Sahara” is a desert. (I could also totally see someone labeling something, for instance, pan dulce sweetbread, even though “pan dulce” means “sweet bread”.)
Also, specifically with the chai/tea thing, many languages either use the Malay root and end up with a word that sounds like “tea” (like té in Spanish), or they use the Mandarin root and end up with a word that sounds like “chai” (like cha in Portuguese).
So, can we all stop making fun of this now?
Okay and I’m totally going to jump in here about tea because it’s cool. Ever wonder why some languages call tea “chai” or “cha” and others call it “tea” or “the”?
It literally all depends on which parts of China (or, more specifically, what Chinese) those cultures got their tea from, and who in turn they sold their tea to.
The Portuguese imported tea from the Southern provinces through Macau, so they called tea “cha” because in Cantonese it’s “cha”. The Dutch got tea from Fujian, where Min Chinese was more heavily spoken so it’s “thee” coming from “te”. And because the Dutch sold tea to so much of Europe, that proliferated the “te” pronunciation to France (”the”), English (”tea”) etc, even though the vast majority of Chinese people speak dialects that pronounce it “cha” (by which I mean Mandarin and Cantonese which accounts for a lot of the people who speak Chinese even though they aren’t the only dialects).
And “chai”/”chay” comes from the Persian pronunciation who got it from the Northern Chinese who then brought it all over Central Asia and became chai.
– Will Solace was the most accomplished battle medic during the Battle of Manhattan. His primary talent is medicine, which, as far as we know, is unique among his siblings, who tend toward music or archery. That said… Will Solace has seen a lot of people die. Painfully.
– Camp Half Blood went from forty (minus Ares cabin) campersat the beginning of the Battle of Manhattan to sixteen able-bodied campers by the end. Will Solace is 13 years old and the new head counselor of Apollo cabin, because everyone older or more experienced than him is dead.
– Being almost singularly responsible for keeping all your friends alive during and after a war is traumatizing, probably. PTSD is a given, particularly since the collective ability of the rest of camp to support Will’s medical efforts dropped as the body count climbed. The Battle of Manhattan lasted 2-3 days.
– Paolo lost both of his arms at some point. In real life, a double arm transplant takes nearly 13 hours and 16 surgeons to complete successfully. Will Solace replaced Paolo’s arms by himself. This probably isn’t the first time he’s replaced someone’s limbs. Or handled intestines. He also reattached Paolo’s sawed off leg.
– First year medical students go to a class called gross anatomy, which involves dissecting cadavers to become familiar with human anatomy. Magic or no magic, you know who else probably had to do this?
– Sometimes you have to re-break bones to set them correctly.
– Reminder that Will probably reserves nectar and ambrosia for people who are actively dying. So him resetting bones is totally a manual thing.
– Will Solace is a year round camper (he’s there in peacetime during January, and with Annabeth during the school-year search for Percy). Either his mother, singer Naomi Solace, is dead, or she doesn’t want to take care of him. We don’t know why.
– Will Solace and Nico Di Angelo let Octavian commit suicide. “Murder by consensus.”
– Post Battle of Camp Half-blood, Will Solace was working in the infirmary for 48 straight hours.
– Will Solace diagnoses people by touching them. He can tell if you have cancer. He can tell if you are having a silent heart attack or are being destroyed internally by parasites. When you die, he can feel your life leaching out of your body. He can feel the darkness in your hands.
So the police and fire station are right next to my library which is a pokemon gym and pokestop. The cops are blu team and the firefighters are red and they are constantly fighting over the gym. I found out cuz i was adding a pokemon to the gym and some cops noticed me playing pokemon and they asked what team i was on and i told them blu and they were like damn right and told me about the situation.
this is pure and good, 2k16 is getting better because of pokemon
okay so in psychology years ago we learnt that it’s common for companies to put women in charge when there’s a predicted downfall so that they could be all ha see women suck at being in charge. and I just find it interesting how the UK is gonna have a female PM right after Brexit so like years from now people are gonna be like “the country saw some of its worst years under a woman” when it was men that fucked it up and then ran
