i guess this is a french post for french people


[ 20 • 3 ] science ft. slightly dead succulents!

kic 3 update

so drinking last night was not the best decision?? i don’t make good decisions???

anyway i’m still fixing up this chapter because reading over it now there are a lot of problems lololol. i don’t wanna keep “dangling” an update in front of your faces though because i know it’s a bummer waiting for an update and not getting it so when the chapter does go up i’ll give like?? a one hour warning? as i put it into ao3 and give a final skim, yeah?? thanks so much for being patient!! i really appreciate not getting pitchfork-y asks about my horrible update timings. i can’t say if it’ll be up by the end of today since i’ll be working on it around my tutoring job so let’s just see how it goes. 

meanwhile, i’ve went ahead and tagged all the little prompts and drabbles i’ve written in kic verse! so u can still revel in kic verse while not really being in kic verse haha lol yikes

too-many-owls  asked:

Hey this is for the Phil anon or I guess really anyone into the Q who doesn't speak french but I'm 110% down to translate any interviews if people want to know what's being said, just like send me a link to the video and I could make a transcript or something if anyone is interested

Ahhh so I took a peek at Phil anon’s blog (idk if they want me posting their url) and they did want to know about that lovely video of Phil and Jeremy at WJC. Tbh I’m curious about what they said too, all I caught was “Thanks”

Oh man and if it’s not too much work for you…I’m curious about Chabby and Jozy too bc I love them

@spacestationtrustfund replied to your post: a random thing I noticed, English language…

The French narrative is A Lot different…

I GUESS. It would be weird if it wasn’t!

Full Disclosure, pretty much the sum total of French Revolution history I got in high school was “ here, read Tale of Two Cities”. Everything else has had to be independent reading. For a period that gave us so much of our ongoing political terminology, it’s really badly represented!

just a little drabble based on the ‘el trying french toaster sticks’ post I made last week. could possibly be a modern day au because i’m not sure when eggo french toaster sticks were sold in stores. I googled it but nothing came up. strange. maybe it’s some hidden secret the eggo company doesn’t want us to know (dun dun dun). 

also I guess this is sometime after el comes back to hawkins (because we all know she is coming back obvs) idk, I never really have a set timeline with my drabbles, so it’s up to your interpretation :) 

“Hey El, I got you a present.”

Eleven frowned. “For what?”

“Sometimes people just give other people presents for no reason.”

“They do?” 

“Sure,” Mike shrugged. “I saw this at the grocery store and thought of you.” He handed her a box covered in old Christmas wrapping paper he had found in the back of his mom’s coat closet. 

Eleven smiled at Mike’s poor wrapping job and began to tear the paper off. “Eggos?” she asked, her eyes crinkling in confusion as she ran her hand along the box. “Are we out?”

“No, these are different kinds of Eggos,” Mike explained. “They’re French toast sticks instead of waffles. It’s new.”

“French toast sticks?”

“They’re kind of like waffles but different. Better even, I think.”

Eleven tore open the box and took the French toast sticks out, surprised at the odd shape. 

“Come on, let’s try ‘em.” Mike grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen. El sat at the table, waiting in anticipation while Mike put a few sticks in the toaster. 

“Syrup?” Eleven asked. She had been eating Eggos for over a month before Mike introduced her to the sticky, sweet substance she now couldn’t get enough of. 

“Of course,” Mike laughed affectionately. A couple minutes later the toaster dinged and Mike pulled the Eggos out. “Okay,” he mumbled as he put a few on her plate, drizzling syrup over them. 

Eleven stabbed one with her fork and put it in her mouth, a huge grin appearing on her face as she chewed. Mike couldn’t help but smile as well. “Good?” he asked.

Eleven stuffed another one in her mouth as a response and Mike’s smile only grew bigger and bigger. 

“You’re very easy to please,” he said, taking a bite from his own plate. 

“Jonathan made me real waffles once, but I like Eggos better,” El said softly. “They make me think of you.” 

Mike felt his entire face flush. “Oh, um…Cool.” 

She didn’t know exactly why, but seeing Mike flustered always made her stomach feel funny. Butterflies, Nancy had told her once, which only confused the younger girl even more. How could there be butterflies inside her? But nevertheless, she felt them a lot around Mike, and she had a feeling that he sometimes felt them as well. 

 “So,” Mike said, startling El out of her thoughts. “Eggo waffles or these?”

She thought for a moment. “Both.” 

“Good choice,” Mike said, stuffing his face with more French toast sticks in attempt to hide the blush on his cheeks that never seemed to go away as long as El was in his life. He hoped she didn’t notice it. 

(She did, of course. And it only made the butterflies in her stomach stronger)