#Favorite Hindi Joke

[spiderthesenutz]

PET NAME HEADCANNONS FOR MY FOUR FAVORITE SPIDER PEOPLE

Miles Morales:

I feel like he would definitely stick with the basics

Babe, Baby, Honey

But on the other hand 🤚

SPANISH NICKNAMESSSSSS

ok hear me out, his mom is from Puerto Rico so he will have picked up some of the names she calls his dad, right?

Mi Vida, Mi Alma, CORAZÓN 😩

The possibilities are endless!

I feel he’d only use them if he was serious about the relationship

Spider Gwen (I couldn’t find a gif with just her in it)

Ok so I’m feeling the teasing nicknames from her

Gives me the vibe of:

Gwen: so we were driving down the road and I saw a deer about to jump in front of our car so I said “(Y/n) Deer!”

Y/n:

Gwen: wanna tell them what your reply was?

Y/n: “yes honey?”

It gives me that vibe!

Maybe when she’s feeling romantic she’ll whip out the: angel, sweetheart or love

Hobie Brown

HE DEFINITELY USES THE: DOLL, SWEETS, TOOTS

Maybe even… Sugar tits? (If you are a possessor of the titties)

Definitely called you love or darling when youre having a soft moment

Maybe- just maybe

I’m joking- definitely inside joke pet names

Like the type where you go to call someone a pet name that only you two understand and burst out laughing halfway through your sentence

Pavitr Prabhakar

Ok- I did ask my friend who speaks Hindi to check (and also type) up some of these!

First we have the English ones!

He would definitely call you love, also I can hear him calling you hot stuff!

As for the Hindi ones (this is where my friend has a lot of ideas!)

लोटस ब्लॉसम which means lotus blossom apparently! I find that super cute!

Imma do a whole different post with Hindi pet names cause there are so many!

Definitely the vibe of trying to one up each other with very over the top pet names

Pavitr: my honey bunny

Y/n: m’y angel from on high

Pavitr: the peanut butter to my jelly

Y/n: Ugh you cannot get cringier than that! No fair… you win!

Pavitr: YES!

Waiter: are you ready to pay?

Pavitr: *smugly smiling as Y/n puts away their wallet* yes, yes we are

[i-yap]

hi!! could you write for tim with a reader that just gets him. like they both understand each other, dont have to communicate (verbally at least) to know how the other is feeling. also, she works at damian’s school as an intern/assistant for an art teacher (and brings her pet to school every day. maybe it’s a more exotic animal that piques damian’s interest.). so her and damian are close before tim introduces them (which he really didnt want to do LMAO. he probably let it slip that he was dating someone and now all his brothers want to meet them) so now every time you’re at wayne manor damian barges into tims room to tell you to hang out with him instead. basically fluffy tim x reader with platonic damian. sorry this was a long ask… 😭💞

I love this ask so much!

Tim drake x y/n x platonic! damian

y/n has a gecko as a pet named fluffy ( ik gecko's arent fluffy)

you prolly brought fluffy as an optional muse for your students. And since you are an art teacher at such a prestigious school means you are an amazing artist so damian for sure has a lot of respect for you.

in a couple comics its mentioned that dami is a loner at school so a loner art kid who loves animals hits close to home for you. You guys start bonding really strongly and for once dami has an adult figure who isn't cold as ice or hates his guts ( at least pretend hate) . You become his Didi (I'm indian and I couldn't find the proper arabic term for older sister so I'm just using hindi term for older sister aka didi).

Now when Tim finally opens up about the whole batfamily and how he is like "adopted brother" sort of to Damian, and the whole dynamics between the batfam, you are a little worried. Tim probably has seen you interact with Dami and realized how close you guys are ( dami didn't stab you when you patted his head)

Tim wants to keep you away from the whole batfam , maybe he tells alfred but nothing beyond that. He says its for your safety and he doesn't want you involved in such dangerous vigilante work but it's also because he wants to keep you to himself and being an rich single child...he sucks at sharing .

But nothing remain hidden in a family of detectives and ofc everyone finds out that tim has a secret girlfriend .

Damian probably invited you over to the manor a couple times because you are one of his favorite persons and he wanted to show you his art work or his pets. Everytime you came over, Tim obviously acted like an idiot. Sneaky ( but not sneaky enough glances), innuendos, inside jokes and secretly pulling you away for a mini "tour " of the manor even though Dami insisted he has already shown you everything(non batman related). Maybe everyone found out you were dating when you guys got caught on one of your tours? Damian for sure chased Tim with one of his Katanas till you stepped in.

Damian also doesn't know how to share- rich single child

since the batfam already knew you so well, you were over much more but ofc tim expected it to be for him. He is the boyfriend , the love of your life so why is damian getting your attention huh? Why are you doing an art challenge with dami when there are other more fun "challenges" you could be doing with tim?? WHY ARE YOU WATCHING A DUMB ASS FILM WITH DAMI WHEN YOU SHOULD BE WATCHING DUMBASS FILM WITH TIM?

to be fair, tim does love watching the soft motherly-ish side of you( makes him wanna give you more kids that steal your attention from him) But babyboy wants his cuddles and how dare you deny him of that. you think you are being fair and you are really good at reading tim's feelings so you are able to tell when he needs you attention and therefore excuse yourself politely from damian.

But one day tim is just feeling extra needy and damian and you are in a middle of an activity. you give him a look saying you'll come to him as soon as this activity is over but tim has no patience that day so he just runs into the room, throws you over his shoulder and runs away to his room and locks it. He has installed strong wind blowing thingie so when dami tries chasing him, he just turns the wind blowing things and he cant come close to the door. It then becomes a whole ass hiest while the rest of the batfam just watches and eats popcorn. you obviously have to step in AGAIN.

So you divide up a schedule and ground rules, (steph helps you dw), both tim and dami complain but you just give them both a look and they accept their fate.

Tim likes how much closer you have gotten to his family and damian likes the idea that you guys could actually become sort of related once you marry tim. The rest of the batfam love you ofc but they also love that fact that tim and dami don't try to kill each other( at least not as much as before) because of you. so it all works out( sort of)

I havnt gone exactly by the request and Ive changed up some stuff, I hope that's okay.

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Madhubala (Mughal-e-Azam, Barsaat Ki Raat, Mr. & Mrs. '55)—The Venus of India; heart-throb of all who saw her; responsible for the sexual awakening of every single desi lesbian I know (including me!) And my god, she is breathtakingly beautiful. Look at the subtle grace with which she moves, and that smile - the kind of radiant smile that can make you laugh with sheer delight, or cry because of its hidden pain. Those wild curls! That Cupid's bow! The way she tilts back her head and smiles at you with mischief dancing in her eyes! She has a way of looking at the camera that makes you feel she's sharing a private joke just with you; it's something about that quizzical twist of the lips and eyebrows. As an actress, she is inimitable; she seems to effortlessly inhabit roles ranging from a heart-broken courtesan to a laughter-loving socialite. Fun fact : she's had quite the fan following in Greece! Stelios Kazantidis even wrote a song as a tribute to her.

Olivia de Havilland (Adventures of Robin Hood, Gone With the Wind, The Heiress)— The woman who took on the Studio System at the height of their power and Won! A double Oscar winner! Is magnetic and beautiful in everything she's in and gave us all the juicy scandal with her sibling rivalry with Joan Fontaine! Before the Oscar Slap was the Oscar sister snub! Also everything she wears in Robin Hood she makes beautiful even a purple green and orange monstrosity how does she do it! Anyway this scene is one of my old Hollywood favourites

This is round 3 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Madhubala:

An icon of Bollywood, who was well known for her beauty and has continued to inspire performances and songs into the 21st century. She was at times described as "the number one beauty of the Indian screen" and "the biggest star in the world".

SHE IS EVERYTHING AHHH. JUST LOOK AT HER SMILE-

She's been nicknamed the Marilyn Monroe of India and was one of the highest paid actresses in the Hindi film industry (the term Bollywood did not exist yet) during the 1950s. Also an extremely talented dancer and singer

SHE'S JUST SO STUNNING, like seeing her eyes IMMEDIATELY CAPTIVATES YOU, THE DANCING, THE BEAUTY!!!!!!!!! She worked in Bollywood for over 20 years and passed away at a sad early age of 36, BUT THE IMPACT SHE HAD WAS UNMATCHED!!!!!

That sassy sideways glance she does always has me WEAK AT THE KNEES. And when she's making silly faces at the camera to mimic someone ahhhh my gay little heart <3

Olivia de Havilland:

She is just perfection. She has a smile that is looks like it is barely holding back, and yet so reserved as well.

Broke the contract system and won freedoms for actors (the de Havilland Law is still in effect I believe). 2 time Oscar winner. Beautiful and smart

She legally challenged the movie studios' unfair contracts and won, setting a precedent for other actors to be treated more fairly. This was at great cost to her financially and essentially getting her blacklisted for years but the resulting judicial opinion is still known as the De Havilland Law and has won her a great deal of praise and admiration.

Her performance in The Heiress is one of my all-time favorites, she’s so good at making melodrama feel real and grounded without sacrificing any of the passion/drama.

Serenely beautiful, she struck a balance between crowd-pleasing fluff and prestigious drama. Famously at odds with her equally successful sister Joan Fontaine, she was too much of a lady to ever say anything public. Successfully sued Ryan Murphy for portraying her as a saucy gossip in Feud.

the period costume + eye patch combo in That Lady is just an absolute serve

She has the most adorable and cherubic face and voice

[narcjsistx]

Good morning/afternoon/evening/night! I hope you're doing well<3 sorry for bothering you but can you do big brother Izana headcanons? Like what if Reader was getting bullied, what would Izana do?

HI! thanks for the request, hope you have a good day 🤎 and thx for the support!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Izana Kurokawa as a big brother HCS ᡣ𐭩

To say he is possessive of you is an understatement. You are literally his last piece of biological family, he would never let you go anywhere without him or at most Kakucho

You are literally one of the most protected people in the world. I don't think anyone wants to mess with Izana Kurokawa and his younger sister, so bullying doesn't even remotely exist for you. In case there was someone who even dared to say something against you, well, this someone no longer exists. Murdered or suicide? Only Izana knows...

During the time in the orphanage with Kakucho and you, Izana often joked that sooner or later you would fall in love with Kakucho and abandon him. Paradoxically, for him Kakucho would be the only one who would leave you having half the problems he would have with someone he doesn't know. He knows how loyal you are to him and so you would still be protected

You are the vice captain of the Tenjiku. No matter your skills, whether you're great or terrible at fighting, the role is yours regardless. You are also called "the queen of Tenjiku" since you are the last girl, but since Izana is now known as "the king" you don't really like this nickname they gave you

Kind of brother who shows his love with pats on the head: it's a gesture that you've been doing since you were a child, and it remained until you grew up. We know that him is not the exact representation of contact for love, but this gesture moves him a lot

As a child he did everything, AND I MEAN EVERYTHING, to get you adopted. He wanted you to end up better than him since he already knew where he would end up, so he often intruded on visiting parents by pointing out that you were a lovely little girl. He even sent a letter to the director of the orphanage threatening him that if he didn't find you a family he would scratch his car

At first, he was afraid to let you meet Shinichiro. He thought you would become as fond of him as he did and that Shinichiro would become your favorite brother and not him. He only realized it was bullshit some time later, realizing that you too needed to have someone else in your family besides him. So yes, as children it often happened that all 3 of us went out together

He talks about you by the nickname "Bunso", which means "sister" in Tagalog. Since you were a child you have tried to learn your native language, and in the end, despite not living in the Philippines, you managed to have a good level of the language. It often happens that to communicate things in code with each other you speak in front of others using this language. Often at Tenjiku meetings Shion says something annoying, you turn to Izana and say "Ang tanga-tanga naman nito. Hindi ko nga alam bakit nandito pa siya" —> "This guy is infinitely stupid. I wonder why he's still among us". Shion laughed more than a few times thinking you were paying him a compliment

[tiredofthehumanlife]

Honey, our boyfriend drowned!

Barbie dolls: jegulus x gn!reader

Word:5.1k

Summary: lemme set the scene: Regulus' car crashes into the lake on his drive to work most definitely killing him and then some mystique happens and I get too lazy to write actual plot but I add some sad and cute and JUST FUCKING READ IT ITS FUN AND NICE

Warnings: regulus dies (or does he mwhahaahha), lots.of talk of grief and death and blood and nasty and self hatred you and James are going through it, regulus with a cane and long hair, talks of the war but it's the tiniest mention, Barty has attachment issues, there is some cringe bc believe it or not Im cringey as a person so it just happens, regulus speaks Google translate French, James speaks Google translate Hindi, I had so much fun writing this.one and that's so stupid bc Its literally about death but it was a hoot, brotherly love, peter included SUCK MY DiCK OH MY GOD, oh James takes a picture OH and there's a cordless phone but I was personally thinking of the big clunky ones that sat on the wall you know, insinuations of the cave, Sirius says Jesus Christ in shock you say Gods no in shock yodabba dabba, everyone are friends I watched MLP okay everyone loves each other now, take a shot everytime I say warm, you cry, I quit

While you and James were in school, you started dating a boy named Regulus. He was beautiful and graceful. Your relationship continued outside the bounds of the school walls. Once you and James graduated you got a home and Regulus joined you both a year later when he graduated. Domestic life was wonderful for the three of you. And then Regulus died. 

It was hard to believe. How could your boyfriend disappear right out from under both of your noses? He left for work one day and didn’t come back. It was like the world paused after that. The walls wept with you both. The house seemed smaller and tighter because everywhere you looked were remnants of him. His books were on the shelf with his writing inside. His additions to the grocery list were still on the fridge. His fancy shoes for events sitting by the door. His winter coat is on the rack. You could still smell his cologne. Maybe that was because James would spray it on Regulus' pillow and clutch it to his chest while he slept. Your day together as a couple consisted of sitting on the couch in silence and staring ahead listening to the clock tick. 

His death put a strain on your relationship. You could barely take care of yourselves. How could you love another person when you could barely work up enough energy to cry? So you both floated around the house silently like you were the ones dead. You didn’t talk to James for weeks. 

Everyone around you seemed to take a hit from Regulus’ death. Evans and Barty became reclusive, you hadn’t heard from them in months.

Dorcas started bouncing around her friends’ homes, staying the night on a new person’s couch because she was scared to leave anyone alone. They’d slip from her grasp like Regulus did if she didn’t stay with them.

After a few weeks, Mary and Lily took on the role of caretaker. Bringing people dinners and shoving them into the shower so they’d bathe every once in and while.

Marlene tried to crack jokes with people, she was most definitely the kind of person to joke until her pain went away.

Pandora spent all her days sitting in a rocking chair in front of the window. You checked on her once and asked her how she was. She told you, without looking away from the window, ‘I had a premonition about this four years ago. It’s scarier in real life. I can’t just crawl into his bed and press my fingers to his pulse. I’m living in a nightmare.’ You sighed and patted her shoulder, leaving her with the wisest words you could muster: ‘Me too, Panda. Me too.’ 

Peter is in the nearest Library every day, reading all of Regulus’ favorites. He even came over a few times to borrow some of Regulus’ personal books.

Remus found a French cookbook and started making his way through it one recipe at a time as a way to get up and do something. He said he thought of Regulus with each dish and it made the pain recede like an ocean wave. 

Sirius took it the hardest, for obvious reasons. He laid on his couch all day, staring at the bookshelf next to the TV. Remus said he couldn’t convince Sirius to move to the bed. He’d only to get up to use the bathroom. Remus would have to sit next to the couch on the floor and feed him so he didn’t wither away. Remus eventually realized Sirius was staring at the picture of him and Regulus sitting on the shelf. After a long time, Sirius finally moved from the couch, instead taking his tears to his bed. You didn’t see Sirius for weeks. 

When Regulus’ funeral arrived it was obvious the impact he left. All 12 of you stared at the empty coffin as it settled into the ground. You didn’t even get the peace of knowing his body was resting in the coffin. They never found it. They found his car in the lake with a massive hole the size of his fancy car on the side of the bridge overhead. The police said his body probably drifted down the attached river into the woods. It was likely his body was scavenged by animals. It did nothing to settle your mind. 

Your lover drowned and then was torn apart by wild animals? Great, glad he’s resting peacefully. All of his things were in the car too. The book he was trying to finish during the month of the crash. His bag with his wallet and every other personal item you could think of. He even still had Pandora’s hair clip on the strap. His blood was on the seat and front windshield. Cops said it was impossible for him to have survived, especially with the amount of blood that was lost. He left for work, taking the route he always did, and died in the process. 

It took a long time but you all eventually healed from it. Of course, it still hurt when you were reminded of it but you slowly got back to your average life.

Sirius got off the couch. Dorcas slept in her own bed. Marlene finally cried. Lily and Mary started making food only for themselves. Remus put his cookbook on the shelf, next to the picture. Peter moved out of the libraries, finding new books. Barty and Evan even joined you and James on a double date once. Pandora moved away from the window. You and James stopped being zombies dancing around each other. You finally talked it through and cradled the other through the night, Regulus' pillow was shoved into the closet. 

You asked your friends for help to pack all of Regulus’ things into boxes. It was terribly hard to move on when his presence was still staring you in the eye. You told Sirius he could stay home but he still showed up. He helped you pack up Regulus’ clothes, taking back the band shirts Regulus stole from him. He even used one as a tissue when he cried about it.

With too many people in your house, you were all able to stuff Regulus into three separate boxes. Remus helped James move them into the attic. even though you wanted him hidden away in boxes didn’t mean you wanted to sell his presence away. You hugged everyone goodbye. It was a sour goodbye, the memory of Regulus’ loss fresh on their minds but happy they got to see all their friends again. 

You, along with all the others, had your good and bad days. You’d say an inside joke Regulus came up with and spend the rest of the day crying next to the window. Some days you’d blossom and be like you were years ago. As time went by your bad days became more and more far apart. You and James’ relationship was going strong, you felt like you were in school again. In a positive way. 

After a long brunch with Remus and Sirius full of laughs, you and James went home and relaxed. James left to go take a nap and you started reading by the window facing out towards the road that led to your doorstep. After you got through four chapters, James was rising from his nap and kissing you good morning. Though it was really more of a late afternoon, you didn’t correct him. He left to go make himself a snack, still in his pajamas. You continued reading.

As you heard the timer go off for James’ food you glanced up to see if he was getting it. You saw him through the opening, reaching over for the pot on the oven. You moved to look back at your book, pausing when you saw someone on the sidewalk. You were an avid enjoyer of people-watching. 

It was a man who left your boots feeling shaken. His hair was longer, reaching down to kiss his back between his shoulder blades. He walked with a limp. He was classily dressed. At the top of his cane was a bird skull. He was dressed in all black and had various silver jewelry hanging from his body. His hair was falling into his face as he stared at the ground. You glanced down at the ground to see his shoes, finding they were just as fancy and put together as he was. You looked back up at his hair, trying to see if you could figure out how he maintained it so perfectly.

As you dragged your eyes up, he shook his head back. His hair flew back revealing his scarred face. There was a scar parting his eyebrow and making a trail across his cheek to his ear. You saw one peeking out from the bottom of his jaw and dipping under his high-collared shirt. 

Even with all the changes you recognized him. You sprung out of your chair, flinging your book back towards the coffee table. You heard it clatter to the floor. 

“James! Call Sirius!” You yelled as you scattered towards the front door, knocking over items on your way. 

“What? Why?” James asked from the kitchen opening. You spun your head back towards him. You probably looked like a frazzled crazy person. You felt like a frazzled crazy person. You were either hallucinating or really watching your dead lover walk down the street. 

“Call Sirius, James.” You said, your tone nipping at his hand and making him turn around for the phone hanging in the kitchen. You flung open the front door, ignoring your shoes and the fact the door smacked against the wall.

You weren’t entirely sure Regulus, or at least what you thought was Regulus, wouldn’t run away if he saw you coming. You ran down the concrete steps and your driveway. You ignored the fire the rough ground started on the bottoms of your feet. James stood on front doorstep with the phone pressed to his ear. You caught snippets of his words as you moved to the end of the driveway, staring down the sidewalk. 

“I don’t know.” Your chest heaved as your mind caught up with what you were looking at. “Just said to call you.” You stared at the man in black walking down the center of the sidewalk. “Bein’ weird.” You saw the man stop his walking as you stood in his way. 

“Regulus?” You yelled. The man stood still. You took a step towards him. James had settled silent. “Regulus? Baby, is that you?” You yelled down the sidewalk. He was standing on the sidewalk in front of your neighbor's house, still staring at the ground. Hr pulled his head up, facing you. Even from a far distance, you could recognize him.

Your body started running before your brain could even tell you to. Regulus picked up his pace, a nice brisk walk. You doubted he could go much faster with his apparent hurt leg but you didn’t care. Your undead lover was on your sidewalk. You picked up your pace, letting your lungs burn. Your heart was burning more, the pain from knowing you’d never see Regulus mixing with the hope that he was really walking down your sidewalk. 

“Holy shit.” You heard James say from the first doorstep. “Listen uh, Sirius, I’m going to have to call you back. I think we might be hallucinating right now.” James said. You heard the quiet clatter of the phone on the table next to the front door. You and Regulus stopped with barely two feet between you too. Your chest heaved. You thought your ribs might explode.

Regulus was beautiful even with the scars and obvious dark experiences lingering behind his eyes. You couldn’t imagine what happened in the past year and a half but he was still Regulus after all this time. You felt like you shouldn’t cry because he might feel guilty and leave again. You closed the gap between you two, wrapping your arms around him. Regulus sighed with his chin pulled over your shoulder. You heard his cane drop to the sidewalk, his weight leaning into yours. 

You gripped the onto the back of his shirt, crying into his shoulder. Regulus held onto you just as hard. You felt James’ arms join yours, holding onto Regulus. After a few moments of Regulus finally feeling at home and you and James realizing you did all that crying for nothing, you all pulled back. Regulus wobbled a second, before leaning on his other side. James quickly dipped down and held Regulus’ cane out to him. Regulus thanked him, leaning his weight back on the cane. 

“You’re alive.” You said, sticking your hands your hands out at Regulus. He gave you a one-shouldered shrug. 

“There’s a lot I need to tell you,” Regulus muttered, glancing down at the cane. You shook your head, reaching out for him again. You let your hands cup his face. 

“Oh let me look at you.” You traced the scars on his face. You tugged lightly on the ends of his hair. You let your hands dip down, tracing over the necklaces. You looked down at the metal skull buckle on his belt, grinning at his fancy shoes again. Even after all the changes, he was still in his stupid shoes. 

“You’re so beautiful, my love. I can’t believe you’re alive.” You said, cupping his face again. Regulus hummed and tilted his face into your hand. You pulled back and let James pull Regulus into his arms. James cradled Regulus’ head to his chest just as he used to when Regulus got bad nightmares. Regulus let out a gasping sob, digging his nails into James’ forearm. James closed his eyes and pressed his nose to Regulus’ hair. 

  A few minutes later Regulus was sat at the table with his favorite tea hugged between his hands. You watched him from across the table, tracking his every move. It was weird looking at him. Aside from the fact you thought he was dead, it was a stark change.

You got to watch James slowly change parts of himself over the year. The wrinkles near his eyes got more prominent, he cut his hair, and he got new shoes, etcetera. You went from seeing Regulus with hair shorter than his chin to watching him flick it over his shoulder. You saw him with the clear and pristine skin he took pride in the scarred look he was sporting now. Regulus pursed his lips and blew on the hot tea in his hands before flicking his eyes up to you. You didn’t shy away from the fact you were staring at him. James wandered into the dining room his phone pressed to his ear. 

“No Sirius, I’m being ser-I’m being for real. You need to get over here now, you’re not going to believe this.” James said, leaning on the doorframe and staring at Regulus. Regulus stuck his hand out at James, wiggling his fingers. James raised an eyebrow ‘You sure?’. Regulus shook his hand, ‘yes.’. James handed the phone to Regulus. Regulus pressed the phone to his ear. He cleared his throat. 

“That coffin was uncomfortable, dickhead.” Regulus said before pulling the phone away from his ear and hanging it up. He set it on the table and took a slow sip from his tea. 

“I think you just gave him a heart attack,” James said. You hummed, staring down at the phone. 

“Yeah I’m not sure if that was the best action but it was a very Regulus thing for you to do so at least some things haven’t changed. “ You said, handing the phone off to James. Regulus closed his eyes as he pulled his tea away from his lips. 

Minutes later Sirius was bursting through your door with Remus tailing fast behind him. Sirius peered into each room, making haste to search the house. Regulus set his tea down. Sirius stood in the dining room doorway, frozen in place. Regulus stood from his chair, leaning on his cane and sighing as he did so. He tilted his head to the side, making a small spin to show off his new look. 

“Jesus Christ,” Sirius muttered. 

“that’s who he looks like, I was trying to place it,”  you said, sighing and smacking James’ bicep. Regulus faces Sirius again, holding his arm out. Sirius closed the space, pulling Regulus into a hug. They rocked side to side. You thought of shooing everyone out but you also wanted to watch Sirius’ reaction. Sirius pulled back and smacked Regulus on the crown of his head. Regulus glared at him, obviously, it wasn’t hard. 

“Don’t you ever do that again you dick,” Sirius said, before cupping Regulus’ face. He grimaced and shook his head. 

“You look like me in fourth year,” Sirius whispered, running his hand through the length of Regulus’ hair. Regulus hummed. 

“I thought so too. I missed home, so I grew it out. I plan on trimming it soon though, not really me.” Regulus whispered. Sirius hummed and traced the scar down Regulus’ eyebrow with his thumb. 

“What’d you do?” Sirius asked. 

“I ended a war before it started, the usual break year plans. I almost drowned and fought off some weird gremlin things. It’s a story.” Regulus said, waving off Sirius’ look of concern. “I’m fine now, other than the trauma I hold with water. But I managed to figure it out. I just take showers weird now.” Regulus added, once again downplaying the severity. 

“Well, your funeral was a waste of time,” Sirius said, turning back around to stand next to Remus. Regulus shrugged. 

“Did you guys cry?” You, James, Remus, and Sirius shared looks. You all shrugged. 

“Eh, not really.” 

“I mean what even classifies as crying these days, you know.” 

"So much I got dehydrated"

“After the first couple of days, it was a breeze.” Regulus rolled his eyes and pulled his tea off the table. 

“So did you guys sell all my shit?” He whispered into his cup. You and James quickly shook your heads. 

“Oh gods, no. It’s all in the attic.” You said, pointing at the ceiling above you. James and Remus left for the attic as you and Sirius chased after Regulus. Regulus took his tea from the dining room to the living room, setting it on the coffee table. You and Sirius stared at him as he settled onto the couch. Regulus propped his cane against the side table, taking a sip from his tea. Regulus lifted an eyebrow at the floor. He leaned over and held your book up. 

“Thought I taught you better than to throw books,” Regulus said, setting the book on the coffee table. You crossed your arms over your chest. You scoffed. 

“I was a little more focused on my undead lover walking into my garden.” You said. Regulus shrugged and gently set the book down on the coffee table. Regulus kicked his foot up, resting his ankle on his knee. James and Remus joined you with all three boxes. They were all labeled with a different form of his name, three different handwritings. Evan wrote R.A.B. in his swirly handwriting. Sirius had written Regulus in his pristine handwriting. You scribbled down Reggie on the top with an almost empty Sharpie. It looked like you didn’t care but you couldn’t bear to look at the boxes any more than you had to. 

Regulus leaned forward, tearing open the nearest box. He started rummaging through it and you wished Evan was here. You couldn’t fold things as perfectly as he could. Regulus pulled out his favorite stuffed animal, setting it on the couch next to him. He closed the box, reaching for the next one. He tore it open just as fast. He pulled out his favorite blanket and book. Regulus threw the blanket next to his stuffed animal. He set the book on the coffee table and as you watched him close up the box again, you sucked in a shaky breath. Regulus lifted his head, looking at you. You turned into James’ arms. James tightened his hold. You hated to get James’ shirt dirty but watching Regulue tear through the boxes you were sure you’d never touch again made your throat close up. 

“Sorry did I do something?” You heard Rehgulus’ voice behind you. James’ hand ran up and down your back. You felt SIrius’ hand land on your shoulder. 

“No, we’re just processing, I think. Lots of changes today.” James said, rocking you back and forth. Sirius took on the role of changing the subject so you still had a little bit of dignity. 

“We need to call the others. I mean this is a big change we’ll have to get every-“ Regulus cut off Sirius. 

“Listen, I know okay. I know, but I haven’t felt at home in over a year. I just want to spend today here. Tomorrow I will tell everyone of my resurrection but right now I just want a nap. You and Remus can stay if you want, I really don’t care. As long as I get a nap on the couch, I’m okay. I will gather everyone tomorrow but today is just..” Regulus sighed, a visible weight lifting from his shoulders. “Just for me. Is that okay?” Regulus asked. Sirius stayed silent a moment. He glanced around the living room. He shrugged, looking back at Regulus. 

“Yeah, that’s okay.” Regulus slipped his shoes off, setting them next to his cane, and laid across the couch. You pulled back from James, wiping at your eyes. You headed off for the bedroom, tearing open the closet. You pulled down Regulus’ pillow and brought it back to the living room. Regulus gave you a soft smile and gently took the pillow from your hands. He set it down before quickly sandwiching your hands between his. He was warm, not cold like a dead body. Maybe he was real. Regulus stared up at you. 

“I learned how to cook traditional French dishes,” Remus said, picking at one of the boxes. Regulus hummed. He was on the brink of sleep but still wanted Remus to feel heard. “You should come over for dinner some night.” Regulus nodded against his pillow. Remus left after SIrius and not long after you heard SIrius’ motorcycle fade away. You imagined Remus’ long legs cramped behind Sirius on the back of his bike and snorted. 

“I love you, you know that? Every day I wasn’t here I worried for you. I missed you so much I’d feel sick. I’m sorry I left like that.” Regulus said. Your eyebrows pinched and you sank your teeth into your bottom lip, trying your hardest to not cry again. You nodded. Regulus hummed and pressed your palm to his lips. You sighed and rubbed his cheek lightly. He dropped your hands and laid back on the couch, now with his pillow propped behind his head.

Regulus turned onto his side, clutching his stuffed animal to his chest. He pulled his blanket up to his nose. Sirius stood next to Regulus, brushing hair out of his face and gently rubbing his cheek before roughly smacking him and messing up his hair again. Regulus groaned and swatted his hands away. Sirius pulled back and slipped out the front door. 

“Mon Soleil?” Regulus whispered into his blanket. You glanced at James, watching his water line fill. 

“छोटा राजा?”  James whispered, his voice fragile. You looked back to Regulus. His eyes were still closed. 

When James heard Regulus’ snores next to his ear he slid the bookmark into their place and set it on the coffee table. James leaned his head back, resting it on the couch armrest. You sighed, watching Regulus sleep peacefully. 

“Read to me?” Regulus asked. James nodded and grabbed the book Regulus pulled from the box off the coffee table. James sat on the floor next to where Regulus head was on the couch. He opened the book to the page they left off last time, and you felt like James might cry. He started reading and as he went on you started to wish Regulus had given you a task too. You were just standing there watching them. You quietly joined James on the floor. You sat a foot and a half away from James. He paused his sentence for a second to look up at you and give you a soft smile. You returned it and slipped a hand under Regulus’ blanket. It probably smelled like the attic but Regulus didn’t seem to care, snoozing away. You rested your hand on his hip, lightly rubbing it before getting your hand to sit. You wished to hold his hand but one was clutching his stuffed animal and the other was pressing his blanket to his face. 

“I don’t think we’ll be getting much sleep tonight.” You whispered, not wanting to wake up Regulus. James turned his head to face you. He reached over and held onto your other hand, kissing the back. He nodded and looked over towards the wall. 

“I feel like we shouldn’t go to sleep because when we wake up, the boxes will be back in the attic. Sirius will be back on the couch and we’ll be sitting on the bed sobbing together.”James whispered. You humed. You slipped your thumb under the edge of Regulus’ shirt, pressing your finger into his warm skin. 

“He won’t be warm anymore.” You muttered, eyes still caught on Regulus. James’ thumb rubbed against the back of your hand. You wondered if he was testing to see if you were warm still. 

“We’ll visit his grave on Wednesday together and wonder if those wild animals were well fed. If it was all worth it. Stare down at the dirt and know six feet under is an empty wooden box with nothing but a copy of Regulus’ favorite poetry book inside.” James’ voice wobbled and you gripped his hand tighter. 

“I thought every day that I would wake up and it’d all be a nightmare. I was just dreaming. All those crime shows got to me and my brain inserted me into an episode while I was sleeping. Every morning I’d wake up to find out we were still planning his funeral. I thought I was dead for a while. Thought this was my punishment for not recycling enough or something.” You said, pressing your thumb further into Regulus’ skin. Not to hurt him, but you needed to feel his pulse. 

“I can’t go back there,” James whispered. 

“Then maybe we go to sleep tonight. Maybe we’ll wake up and he’ll be in bed with us.” You said giving the side of James' face a sour smile. 

“Then we start again. We heal again.” James gave you a sad look and stared ahead again. You decided to lighten the mood a little. “And we had a freaky joint dream.” James snorted. He sniffed and stared down at his lap. He kissed the back of your hand again. You focused on Regulus’ skin under your finger. Still warm. 

“And if we wake up to find ourselves right back where we started? What then?” James asked, turning his head to face you. You paused for a moment and let his words stir in your head. You thought about getting thrown right back into that dark and messy place.

You didn’t take showers unless Mary forced you and you hated yourself for everything you did. Why didn’t you stop Regulus and tell him to stay home that day? Why didn’t you drive him to work yourself? Why didn’t you deviate from your routine, anything to save Regulus’ life? And when you got over what ifs that could’ve stopped this all from happening, then you hated yourself for not helping James more. Why couldn’t you take care of him? His parents called every day and he could barely pull himself out of bed to answer the phone. You couldn’t look away from the floor to pick the phone up. You picked apart yourself with sharp nails and then let your pieces rot into something awful that barely resembled yourself anymore. All in the name of grief. 

“So sorry to break up such a sweet moment, however I am trying to sleep. So if you two could shut up: that’d be preferable. “ You heard Regulus say. James turned his head back, glancing at Regulus. He looked back at you. 

“Seems pretty real to me.” You whispered. 

Regulus stayed true to his word, calling every one of your friends to your home. When he joined them in the living room there were screams and cries and most definitely noise complaints from the neighbors. Barty fell to his knees, taking Regulus down with him, and sobbed into his hair. He was an ugly crier too, saliva connecting his two lips when he opened his mouth in a silent cry.

Dorcas and Evan were quick to join them on the floor, wrapping Regulus up in a sea of arms. Probably the first body of water he felt comfortable in a while.

Eventually, Regulus made it to his feet, giving everyone their own hug. Peter told him he had books he found that Regulus would enjoy. Mary smacked him on the back of the head and told him to brighten the fuck up before dragging him into a tight hug. Lily told him she had a new bread recipe she’d been meaning to try. Marlene cracked a stupid joke through her tears and lightly punched Regulus in the arm. Regulus made it to Pandora and she pulled him to her chest, squeezing him as tight as she could. 

“I didn’t see this.” She whispered in his hair. Regulus gripped her back just as tight.

You all had a warm dinner made by Remus and Lily. Regulus and Sirius share a nostalgic look after the first bite. You didn’t have a big enough table so you all crowded into the living room, gathering around the rug. Regulus earned a spot on the couch. Barty was at his feet, arms wrapped around Regulus’ leg.

James shot up halfway through dinner, dashing across the house. He came back with his camera. He took one shot of everyone in the living room before turning the camera around and squeezing himself into frame too. He labeled them both ‘Regulus’ first family dinner back’ on the backs. He added the date and set the camera and photos on the kitchen counter deciding to deal with them later.

On his way back into the living room, he kissed you before pecking Regulus on the cheek. As he settled back into his seat on the floor, the group broke into ruckus laughter from a joke Sirius made. Sirius beamed and your and James’ eyes shot for Regulus. You found him snorting out his tea through his nose. His pain, disgust, and laughter all conjoined and you knew when you woke up tomorrow, he’d once again be in your bed. Warm. 

[sunshine-in-the-waves]

When the sun meets the waves ; Meet Alexandra!

Hola, I'm Alex. Alexandra to be more specific, but if I hear you call me that, ever, you're dead. On that happy note, I suppose I should introduce myself. Lights, Camera, Action, baby!

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┈─ table of contents ❜៹

  ︶︶︶︶︶︶

▸ basics

▸ appearance

▸ personality

▸ backstory

▸ relationships

▸ theme songs

❝ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙤. ❞

┈─ basics. [ ] ❜៹

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꒰ name ꒱

▸ Alexandra Dolores Rivera ( Formerly Alvarez)

꒰ age ꒱

▸ 18

꒰ gender ꒱

▸ gender-fluid, doesn't mind any pronouns

꒰ sexuality ꒱

▸ bisexual and demiromantic

꒰ godly parent + godly legacy ꒱

▸ Child Of Apollo, Legacy Of Poseidon

꒰ nationality ꒱

▸ Spanish-Indian (and technically half-greek)

꒰ languages ꒱

▸ Spanish, Greek, English, Hindi (only broken), Latin

❝ 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙤!❞

┈─ appearance. [ ] ❜៹

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꒰ height ꒱

▸ 5'8

꒰ skin color ꒱

▸ tanned

꒰ eye color ꒱

▸ one bright gold, the other ocean blue.

꒰ birthmarks ꒱

▸ two identical moles under her eyes.

꒰ scars ꒱

▸ many on her arms, one on her jaw.

꒰ accessories ꒱

▸ charms bracelets on her left arm, a trident necklace

꒰ weapons꒱

A bow that can snap into half to reveal daggers: the bow and the daggers:

❝ 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙩! 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩…𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩? ❞

┈─ personality. [ ] ❜៹

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꒰ overview ꒱

▸ Alex is defined by duality. On the surface, she's a ray of sunshine – charming, talkative, and radiating cheer. She's the life of the party, quick with a joke and always ready to lighten the mood. But beneath this mask lies a cunning mind, a chronic liar. Her true emotions are a mystery, hidden behind her happy-go-lucky persona. Despite her deceptive nature, Alex possesses unwavering loyalty to those she cares about. She's fiercely protective and would go to great lengths to keep those she loves safe.

꒰ likes ꒱

▸ playing guitar

▸ reading books

▸ her partner <333

▸ driving around, listening to music

▸ coffee

꒰ dislikes ꒱

▸ heights

▸ sitting in one place for too long

▸ her mother and occasionally Apollo.

꒰ Trivia ꒱

▸ Alex's bow and arrows were gifted to her by Micheal on her 12th birthday!

▸ Though she's only a legacy, she has slight control over water, and can breathe underwater.

❝ 𝙒𝙃𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙊𝙏𝘼𝙐𝙍 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙄𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙀𝙎?? ❞

┈─ backstory. [ ] ❜៹

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꒰ overview ꒱ Her mother was always quite neglectful of her and her sister. Having lost her fame as a pop singer, she resorted to staying in her locked room, drinking her sorrows out and yearning to forget the Sun. Outside the locked door, Alex did her best to look after her younger sister, always putting her sister before herself. It wasn't the best, but it was fine. Until her mother re-married.

Her step-father, Gabriel Alvarez was a horrible person. He mooched off all the money in their household to ''make a business venture'' this included pulling Andrea out of school, and making Alex do most of the housework. Well, when he found out about Alex having ADHD and diagnosed Anxiety, it was time for the boot. At 12, she was alone on the streets , no food and no water. But she found her way to a beach nearby and passed out and ended up waking near the canoe llake in Camp, courtesy of her grandfather, Poseidon. Her experience of life as a child made her really emotionally constipated, and she occasionally feels ostracized because of their general demeanor and Looks being like that of a child of Apollo.

❝ 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡…❞

┈─ relationships. [ ] ❜៹

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꒰ mother ꒱

▸ Penelope Alvarez [formerly Rivera]

꒰ father ꒱

▸ Apollo ▸ Gabriel Alvarez [Step father]

꒰ siblings and people I know and love! ꒱

@lesterthesunboy [dad but like..mortal] @apollos-favorite-child [Fav child fr!! go kaylaaaaa<3] @yourfavoriteearthshaker [My sister's girlfriend :)] @thementallyillapollochild [Luna! high five, sis] @thathypnoskid [THE BESTIEEEEE <3 sleeps till 4 in the afternoon] @the-golden-childofthesun [Sister.] ꒰ partner ꒱ @the-better-castellan [GIRLFRIEND AHHHHH <3333333]

❝ 𝙄'𝙢 𝘽𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙃𝙊𝙈𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙊𝘽𝙄𝘼, 𝘽𝙄𝙏𝘾-❞

┈─ theme song(s). [ ] ❜៹

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▸ Seven nation army - The white stripes

▸ Run, boy Run - Woodkid

TEMPLATE NOT MINE!!!

So, that's me, I guess.. come talk to me, if you'd like. Can't gurantee a super-warm welcome though. Because I'll be at the bottom of the ocean.

tags: #alex in the water - ic #sun sets at the sea- lore #someone stole my headphones - ooc

DO NOTE: SOMETIMES IM EXTREMELY OOC, IT'LL USUALLY BE MARKED WITH OOC: !

[worth-this-and-more]

๋࣭⭑⚝ hiii i'm sukanya and welcome to my blog yall!!! ‹𝟹

age: 18 (doesn't give you permission to be weird) sexuality: bisexual pronouns: she/her favorite colors: red, black, purple favorite flower: roses my hobbies: reading books, listening to music, reading books while listening to music, learning new stuff because of the aforementioned books, obsessing over fictional characters, cooking, dancing, stargazing at night by sneaking out at 3 am because my parents don't allow me to go at night as i will "catch a cold", slaying my enemies in a brutal show of blood and glory, coding.

fandoms i'm part of: the legendborn cycle, percy jackson, shatter me series, artemis fowl series, lord of the rings, the inheritance games, folk of the air series, sea of ink and gold series, six of crows, a good girl's guide to murder, divergent chronicles, the secrets of immortal nicholas flamel series, harry potter series, fantastic beasts and where to find them, twilight, the mysterious benedict society, married to magic series, miss peregrine's home for peculiar children, the gilded wolves series, royal secrets series, royal lies series, the splintered series and more

fictional characters i would sell my soul to at a discount the discount being free because i would never make them pay: briana matthews, selwyn emyrs kane, alice chen, juliette ferrars, aaron warner, nazeera ibrahim, kenji kishimoto, jude duarte, cardan greenbriar, inej ghafa, kaz brekker, avery kylie grambs, alexander hawthorne, jest, artemis fowl, holly black, hermione granger, ginny weasley, credric diggory, newt scamander, rosalie cullen, noor pradesh, jacob portman, josh newman, sophie newman, pip fitz-amobi, ravi singh and probably more but you get the point

things i absolutely adore: people becoming so excited when they talk about their favorite things, loving the absolute shit outta my friends, cooking anything and everything for those i love, listening to our shared playlist and explaining in great detail which part of the song is your favorite things i absolutely hate: anyone's opinions that disrespect someone's existence, identity, or interests, people forcing their beliefs and ideals over me, sexist and homophobic jokes in the name of "dark humor", people shitting on my fav book series after they dropped them halfway through, people who listen to jojo siwa

this is a blog for the legendborn cycle, i hope you enjoy your stay here!! i usually post theories or headcanons about the characters, and a few case studies too, all in all you will find a lot of posts about legendborn so here's a masterlist more for my preference than anyone else which i will keep updating time to time

-how do the legendborn highschoolers look like while studying -theory/analysis of bree's powers and emotional connection -found family in bloodmarked -my theory to why merlin's succumb to their blood -why do i think bree did not cheat on nick -me crying over faye's speech for bree -my expectations for oathbound -my love for sarah griffiths -questions about silver wall because why not -cestra vs tor analysis because i hate them both -how i imagine they all sound like -bloodmarked hot take -bloodmarked hotter take -shipwars in fandom when there are like 10 of us -my breesel specific playlist -an unnecessarily funny selwyn appreciation post chain

feel free to send me asks about anything legendborn-related, and if you just wanna talk we can talk on my sideblog @squirrel-in-the-woods ‹𝟹

random facts about myself because this is my blog anyways: ♡ when i was 8 my pinky finger was unfortunately cut into half by a door that slammed really fast because of a storm at that time, and my cut off finger was joined by inserting a rod in it. the rod is taken out but now i have a funny pinky finger that does not bend. ♡ i am multilingual, aka i can speak marathi, hindi, english, spanish (i cant get the accent right but rest is okay) and korean (beginner level, just enough that i can understand kdramas mostly without subtitles). ♡ i have a fear of heights despite that i am unusually interested in roller coasters and bungee jumping, however my parents refuse to take me to any of these because i will "fall". ♡ my mother is scared shitless of water, so i once made a joke of how i would love to drown in the ocean and was immediately enrolled in a swimming class and that is how my dreams of dying among the phytoplankton and starfishes were destroyed. ♡ i love all types of fruits but banana tastes boring to me now and i also do not like watermelon for some reason. mango, kiwis, muskmelon, apples, oranges, and pineapple are my absolute fav. ♡ i used to have waist-length hair, very wavy and very thick, it was gorgeous but i hated having to maintain that so i cut it off and got a boycut. after that it has grown to a small dora the explorer length hair and it makes me look really innocent so i like this look.

and ofc you cant forget the lovely moots: @napoftustar @thejudeduarte @you-are-my-king-now-cariad @isthataraccoon @technicallyeldritch @ackerbabezzz @batzswrld @archerons-elain @ficnoire2 @sweetestblacktea @bloodmaarked @okeyisenough @thevoidhasarrived @goosemeggs @gewoonaardig2 @massiveladycat @infamouslyclumsy @literally-mariah @simzmil @tum-naam-sochlo-merese-ni-hora @refreshinglyemodemons @sweetdeerart

༊*·˚hope your day is as pretty as your smile ;)

[the-second-sage]

Hii, it’s me-

I came to politely request for graves with a male reader who has an even thicker southern drawl then he does- like to a cowboy level

(If my mutuals can’t tell by my requests already; cowboy readers have a personal soft spot with me-)

(LMAO OFC!!! tell me why i kinda relate to the southern accent struggle; IM DEVELOPING ONE...)

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WARNINGS — graves

EXTRA — No use of Y/N

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— hcs

» he first heard of you and your impressionable accent while accidentally listening into one of his shadow's conversations

"have you guys heard of the new rookie? heard their accent is even more southern than the captain's,,

"yeah- i've met 'em, they're certainly something,,

» definitely thought they were over exaggerating 'till he actually met you

» when he first heard you speak, he was FLABBERGASTED; he was staring at you like you were the loch ness monster or something

» didn't expect ANYONE to ever outcountry him

» after he got used to it, he definitely finds it amusing

» your accent is comprehensible when you're calm but whenever you're on the field or mad, graves has to act like a personal translator

"calm down soldier- we liked bein' able to understan' ye',,

» whenever you get like that when graves isn't around, whoever you're talking to or yelling at will literally just look at you like you've grown twelve eyes or something

» thought the other shadows evolved past making jokes about how southern you were until he saw that half of the shadows had gifted you either a cowboy hat or cowboy boots for birthday

» tried to stifle his laugh when he saw you happily open all of the gift boxes with the hats and boots him

» it evolves to the point he misses his favorite shadow's iconic accent

» sometimes he'll have you run errands for him just so he can hear your voice - (he'll NEVER admit that tho)

» if you speak another language- he LOVES the carry-over of your thick accent into whatever you're saying

(I SPEAK HINDI AND THIS IS SO REAL. MY GRANDMA CALLS ME HER FAVORITE COWBOY...)

» adding on to what i said about you getting mad and graves having to translate for you- now im imagining the hell on earth that is BOTH of you being mad

"d'you know what they're saying...?,,

"i've got no idea...,,

» would be perfectly content just listening to your voice 'till the day he dies (it should've been in that tank; just sayin.)

» he just loves ur accent <3

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[evaristo-velez]

Prewriting - What is it?

What isn't prewriting? Thank you for your time.

Joking aside, to live is to prewrite, as a writer anyways. We write with our lived experiences as a lens and guide; the adage "write what you know" comes to mind.

Prewriting is the act of preparing to write, clearly, but it can look different than what is the traditional definition (in my opinion).

I believe in outlines and their efficacy! Nothing I do is separate from that, rather added on top or concurrently in my process.

Other Media

I firmly believe writers of one medium should look at other media when doing their prewriting.

For my fantasy novel, I went with my (now) fiancee to museums! How did other parts of the world in centuries past fight, create, or spread beliefs?

The armor from medieval Europe and weaponry gave me an idea of time periods, seeing early firearms in a nearby exhibit with dates allowed me to see how one corner of humanity progressed.

Old world Asian art showed how different conditions set up for unique styles of art and decorations. The sheer number of Hindi and Muslim art in eastern cultures showed me how intertwined religion was to art.

I steered away from screen/teleplays but I love movies and shows for prewriting. Watch an old favorite whose characters you feel familiar with. What makes them so engaging? Are their arcs dynamic? How early does the showrunner introduce breadcrumbs for a twist? What does episodic television do that serialized television cannot, and vice versa?

Video games with lore or engaging stories provide other good examples to learn from!

Sometimes I will engage other media for fun, other times I sit with the intent of study.

Outroduction

Life, our own and others', are all ongoing stories. They might not all follow "The Hero's Journey" or "69 Point Plot Map" but we can take creative liberty when looking at inspiration both within and without

[anything-but-predictable]

Ang literal na love language natin ay tawagin ang isat isa na “animal” 😂 Hayup ka pasalamat ka mahal kita 😝 Im posting the bag he gave me as a gift to mark our first month of love and happiness daw. Hindi ko lang masabi na I prefer large crossbody and tote bags but he knows this is my favorite brand. He joked and said that next time LV na, but I wouldn’t let him buy me such ridiculously expensive bags, I would be upset to be honest. Okay na ko sa mga mid-range brands with reasonable price yet as classy and good quality din naman like high end brands, hindi naman ako celebrity gaya ng palagi ko sinasabi sa kanya.

Sometimes I feel so overwhelmed sa love that he pours into me. Though I have always believed that the love I spent sa mga maling tao in the past will eventually find its way back to me whether it’s from my family and friends or even from strangers. None of the pain I endured from the past matters anymore. ✨ Hindi ako napagod maniwala. I’ve always believed that one day I will find someone (scratch that cause I never looked, I just waited and someone came) who’s more than willing to give me the very same equal amount of love that I have for him baka mas higit pa nga. I’m just grateful for all the love and affection I am getting right now, it’s much sweeter because it came from a very good friend. I found my best friend and lover in the same person. ❤️

[fragmentaryremnant]

*taps the microphone and leans in real close*

Every kingdom has its's own language, but even before the Great War, Valish was a lingua franca because of it's centralization (and thus booming port and trade).

The Kingdom of Mantle spoke an equivalent to German mixed with Russian, Mistral spoke an equivalent to Mandarin mixed with Japanese, and Vacuo spoke an equivalent to Arabic mixed with Hindi (though some groups also spoke more African-based languages).

Thank you for coming to my Remnant TedTalk, I'm here all week.

(under the cut is some additional info but the half-joke ends here lol)

Anyway, obviously the kingdoms are roughly based on real-world regions with fantasy elements, but more importantly we see evidence that some of those language influences have meaning. The Schnees are one of my favorite examples of this, where German influence is very obvious in their family culture and naming conventions. And since language is part of culture, and climate has a large effect on culture...well. The kingdoms aren't that hard to define at that point.

Also, I used the past-tense up above because certainly RWBY shorthands a lot of changes in the last 80 years since the war that frankly are way too fast but it's obvious that Valish (or some other lingua franca) exists, since everyone understands one another. Valish just seems the most likely candidate for such a thing due to it's location.

Mistrali culture is obviously very Asian inspired, from multiple locations, but the major influences do seem to mostly be Chinese and Japanese. Hence the Mandarin and Japanese mix for heir language. It also has the largest land area of good agricultural land, making it's primary exports various foods, and keeping things fairly simple as far as life goes.

Solitas - as a continent - has more in common with Russia climatically, but obviously has German influence, so German and Russian as influences on their culture and language seem to make a lot of sense, with a healthy smattering of very British culture thrown in (Great War era I think had a very Napoleonic Britain vibe, especially based on their smaller population and apparent technological superiority even during the War).

Vale itself has a very rural England or Eastern United States vibe to it, with booming ports but a fairly sheltered populace otherwise, and a lot more focus on art and relaxation than the others because of that shelter.

I jokingly refer to Vacuo as Remnant Australia for a lot of reasons, but one of them is the sheer melting pot of cultures it seems to be now. Still, in the World of Remnant videos the Queen seems to be wearing something that is very African or Indian inspired, with horns similar to an African gazelle. Also, the queen was a faunus! Interesting to note given the Faunus Rights Revolution after the War, I think. But, we see a little bit of everyone in Vacuo. Name-wise we get everything from Greek to Chinese to English...it's a lot! And the number of languages and cultures there in the nomadic tribes is probably just as varied! But also, everything IS trying to kill you there, so. It is Remnant Australia.

[bollylion]

Hyperfixations are no joke. One of my special interests is Bollywood, especially from the 80s and 90s. For some of my favorite movies (Vivah and Maine Pyar Kiya), even though I don’t speak Hindi, by the cadence of the actors’ voices and the sound effects, I know exactly what scene is playing, even when my back is turned.

One of the byproducts of watching something over 20 times.

[m--a-r-i--a]

Questions for myself during my free time.

1. Do you prefer writing with black or blue pen?

-In my opinion, it doesn't really matter to me on what pen I'd use as long as I can write. But most of the time I use a black pen.

2. Would you prefer to live in the country or the city?

-To be honest, I prefer to live in a city than a country lol.

3. If you could learn a new skill, what would it be?

-I want to learn how to dance, be good in Mathematics, and be artistic. Wouldn't it be nice to know how to dance and know how to draw and paint? I suck at those, especially with Math. Smh.

4. Do you drink your tea or coffee with sugar?

-It doesn't really matter to me whether I drink coffee with sugar or not. I love any types of coffee as someone who drinks coffee a lot. But most of the time I drink coffee with sugar.

5. What was your favorite book as a child?

-I don't really like to read unless a book is connected to what I'm interested in. Perhaps books intertwined with Filipino subject or English subject? Lol.

6. Do you prefer baths or showers?

-Doesn't really matter as long as I'm clean. Maybe showers? Because I'm so tired of using my hands to take a bath by using the TABO.

7. If you could be a mythical creature, which would you choose?

-Manananggal or aswang? Hahahah. It'd be nice to fly lol.

8. Do you prefer reading paper or electronic books?

-My back aches just reading e-books on my computer, so I prefer reading paper in the library I suppose?

9. What is your favorite item of clothing?

-Skirts?

10. Do you like your name? Would you ever change it?

-I'm fine with my name, I just cringe everytime I'm the one who says it. If I were to change it, I would want it to be Raven.

11. Who is a mentor to you?

-My family, maybe?

12. Would you ever want to be famous? If so, what for?

-I do want to be famous. Maybe a famous writer, singer, or a video editor? But of course there are problems that I would be facing if I were to become famous.

13. Are you a restless sleeper?

-I don't have an idea, honestly. I sleep comfortably naman. But these days I find it hard to sleep because I think about a lot lately.

14. Do you consider yourself a romantic?

-Probably not. I do flirt with my friends as a joke but if it were to be a real flirting thing, I'd cringe.

15. Which element best represents you?

Element in the periodic table ba? Maybe Oxygen kasi hangin utak ko minsan sa kalutangan.

16. Who do you want to be closer to?

-God, hahah. Hindi kasi ako masyadong maka-Diyos kagaya ng iba that's why I want to try and build a close relationship with him. I want to know what it feels like being connected to God.

17. Do you miss someone at the moment?

-Oo, 'yung mga close kong 'di ko na close ngayon. Bond din namin ng mga friends kong malayo na kami sa isa't isa dahil magkaiba ng section at may different circle of friends na rin sila.

18. Tell us about an early childhood memory.

-Nilagyan ko ng ipis pagkain ng kaklase ko noong Nursery.

19. What is the strangest thing you have eaten?

-Balut? It has a chick inside eh, sometimes it still even has feathers. It looks disgusting but it's delicious in my opinion.

20. What can you see outside your bedroom window?

-Wala akong bedroom eh. Outside of the window na lang ng bahay namin. Hahhaha, ang nakikita ko lang naman kapag sumilip sa bintana is bahay ng kapitbahay namin. Does that even make sense?

21. What are you most thankful for?

-Sa family ko? Sa friends ko? Hahaha. Sa sarili ko na rin kasi nagpapakatatag ako at hindi pa rin sinasabit leeg ko sa kung saan para matigok.

22. Do you like spicy food?

-Yes, of course! :))

23. Have you ever met someone famous?

-Si Jhong Hilario? He's a brother of my ninong e. Ex-B and other famous na artista singer na pumupunta sa Makati kapag may Fiesta. 'Yung stage sa Evangelista minsan doon sila o kaya minsan sa Lucban nilalagyan ng stage.

24. Do you keep a diary or journal?

-May diary ako noong 5th grade. It was a must sa Filipino subject, laging tsinetsek ng teacher namin. 'Di ko na 'yon sinusulatan ngayon. May isa pa akong diary noong 7th grade, 'di ko na rin sinusulatan. May e-diary din ako, sinusulat ko ang nangyayari sa buhay ko sa Notes app sa cellphone ko, na ngayon ay sira na. Hahaha, sayang mga memories ko roon sa cellphone na 'yon. Katamad na rin magsulat ng diary ngayon kaya kahit sa notebook or notes app sa cellphone ko ngayon eh hindi ko na ginagawa.

25. Do you prefer to use pen or pencil?

-Pen, malabo kapag lapis e. But sometimes pencil, if there's something that I'll do and using a pencil is necessary.

26. What is your star sign?

-Aries

27. Do you like your cereal crunchy or soggy?

-Soggy. It gives a feeling I can't explain through words.

28. What would you want your legacy to be?

-Maipaglaban ko ang Pilipinas sa makabagong panahon kahit sa simpleng pagsusulat lang kagaya ni Jose Rizal. Lalo na ngayon dahil sa isyu patungkol sa WPS.

29. Do you like reading? What was the last thing you read?

-Never liked reading unless the book peeked my interest. Huli kong binasa is ang libro kong may pamagat na "Korespondensiya sa Filipino". Naglalaman siya ng kung paano magsulat ng iba't ibang mga liham.

30. How do you show someone you love them?

-I give gifts and my time. Ganoon ako mag-express. Hindi ko kaya sa salita at sa physical touch eh. hahahah.

31. Do you like ice in your drinks?

-Yeah, who doesn't? I just avoid ice or cold drinks when there's an occassion I have to go to and kakanta ako. I don't want to sing with a hoarse voice and may phlegm na nakadikit sa lalamunan ko. Uubo-ubo ako niyan habang kumakanta which is annoying lol.

32. What are you afraid of?

-Death? I'm sensitive with that topic. It triggers my panic attacks.

33. What is your favorite scent?

-Vanilla all the waaayyyy!

34. Do you address older people by their first or last name?

-It doesn't matter to me. I address older people the way they want me to call them. First or Last name doesn't matter.

35. If money was not a factor, how would you live your life?

-Happily, doing the things I love without worrying about money (how to spend and kumita ng money to fulfill the expenses needed to live in everyday life). Ang hirap kasi sa pera, minsan kukuha ka ng propesyong ayaw mo para lang mataas kitain mong pera, dahil ang talagang propesyong magpapasaya sa'yo at ang mga gusto mong gawin sa buhay eh kakarampot lang ang salaping kikititain mo.

36. Do you prefer swimming in pools or in the ocean?

-None of the above, I don't know how to swim sadly.

37. What would you do if you found $50 on the ground?

-50$ 2,500 pesos 'yon sa Pinas. Ise-save ko siyempre kung walang nagmamay-ari pero kung mayroon e 'di isauli. Hahaha, biyaya na 'yan sa'kin! Mukhang pera eh, charot.

38. Have you ever seen a shooting star? Did you make a wish?

-I saw a shooting star noong nasa Baguio ako, inabangan ko talaga 'yon since binalitang may shooting star e. Nag-wish ako, that's normally what people would do right?

39. What is one thing you would want to teach your children?

-Proper decision making, para hindi sila matulad sa'kin na poor decisions ang kadalasang nagagawa sa buhay.

41. What can you hear right now?

-Electricfan namin na umaandar.

40. If you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it?

-I want a Treble clef ang ganda eh lalo na mahilig ako sa music. Maybe sa wrist ko.

42. Where do you feel the safest?

-Sa bahay, tapos mag-isa lang ako at tahimik ang paligid. Tamang kinig lang ng music at minsan sasabayan ko by singing.

43. What is one thing you want to overcome/conquer?

-Fear ko sa death, anxiety ko and depression? Hirap mabuhay ng may ganiyan. Dagdag ko na rin pagiging mahiyain ko.

44. If you could travel back to any era, which would you choose?

-Era ng may mga kings and queens? Idk bobo ako sa history.

45. What is your most used emoji?

-crying emoji HAHAHAHHAH 😭 I use it as a laughing emoji.

46. What is your favorite season? Why?

-Rainyyyy, ang kalmado lang.

47. How would you spend your ideal day?

-Sa bahay lang. Tulog-kain-music-piano-kanta-kain.

48. Describe yourself using one word.

-Mahiyain

49. What do you regret the most?

-Desisyon kong hindi pinag-isipan nang mabuti.

50. Invent your own word. What does it mean?

-Shanxioussion. Shy and anxious🥲 Someone na hindi kayang makihalubilo sa iba? Ang hirap ipaliwanag basta similar diyan.

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Pawpaw: How do you name your characters?

Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?

:)

Hello! Thanks for the ask! (From this ask game)

Pawpaw: How do you name your characters?

Hm. Vibes? Generally speaking I use Behind the Name and its filters. Sometimes I go elsewhere or look up specific ethnic names. I sometimes go for meaning.

But sometimes, here is my process:

The Secret Portal

Lexi was dubbed "Alexia" in my fourth grade (age 10) creative writing project. I remember I went through an extremely elaborate process to naming her until I fell on that name. Unfortunately I don't remember how I did. In Draft Three (age 13) I tried out the nickname Lexi used by her sister and occasionally her friends, but in Draft Four I just called her Lexi and I preferred that for her (though her name is still Alexia).

Ash was originally named Aurora, but when starting Draft Four I had another OC in the project that later became SOTL named Aurora (she doesn't really exist anymore lol) and to avoid this I picked the first "A" name I thought of: Ashley. But I tried out Ash and realized I preferred it, so kept it consistent.

Gwen was the first G name I thought of, named because the friend she was originally based on wanted her name to start with that. Noelle came out of an inside joke. Rose was on a whim.

Maddie was Maddie because my sister chose the name. She also chose Kelsey. The names stuck, and I really like them.

Robbie I called Robert for a long time, choosing the name for an embarrassing reason (14 yo me was obsessed with Tony Stark) but the nickname fits him much better!!

Akash was chosen because I wanted less English names and selected Indian/Hindi on some baby name site. Obviously being an A name it was close to the top, but it meant "sky" and I laughed because I'd made him a flyer and I liked the name so kept it.

Carla was originally Carly and I don't remember how I picked the name or why I changed it. George was named after my grandfather. Why did I choose it for a young guy idk.

Ewan, Jazlyn, Wade, Parker, Tyler, and Sam were all chosen on a whim and I liked them so they stayed. Liam was originally named Seamus and I didn't like the name for him so I just looked up popular names in Canada and picked the one I liked. Niri was Stephen but I changed it for a similar reason: it wasn't working. Both characters have improved since I changed their name to something I was comfortable with.

Same is true for Hye-Jin and Gabriel, but the main reason I changed their names was they were Lucy and Luis - and with Liam and Lexi I hope you can understand why I didn't want so many four letters, two syllable L-names.

Jedi I picked because I found it on a baby name site. Carmen was on a whim.

Most other names were like that for TSP so I'll stop now. Basically the gist is most of them I picked on a whim, but then I changed the ones I didn't want by usually going to Behind the Name and filtering by ethnicity and looking for something I like.

School of the Legends

Much simpler to describe/harder to choose:

1) pick the name that they are in the fairy tale. Example: Jack (all Jacks)

2) pick a name that means the same as the name in the fairy tale but in another language. Example: Bai Xue (Snow White)

3) choose an ethnicity and look at all the meanings and pick one that's close to the character they represent. Example: Saira (Red Riding Hood, means "traveler")

4) pick a name with a good meaning tied to the character they represent. Example: Azraq (Little Boy Blue, means "blue")

Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?

Any moment where it's 2+ characters (usually 2) doing something really sweet for the other (e.g., Kelsey giving Maddie an amigurumi tiger for no reason) or comforting the other (e.g., Gwen giving Akash a hug and a kiss on the forehead when he's crying).

TSP is made up of nothing but corny comedy, angst, and soft ass moments. It's honestly hard to pick a favorite, which is kind of lame lol. But these silly kids loving each other just gives me a lot of joy!

Thanks so much for the ask! Sorry this was a long read lol

TSP intro

TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester

[elleleh]

New reference for Jirou Taleva, my superhero OC!

Some facts about him

• He’s the oldest and Team Dad, spending a lot of his time guiding and helping his friends through difficult situations—both super and regular.

• He grew up poor to a single mother in Mount Maunganui, New Zealand. His time spent growing up was getting into fights because of his bad temper and committing hoodlum antics, such as stealing and hot wiring cars and vandalizing. He was a punk and a rebel, both of which he hasn’t exactly grown out of.

• Hes Māori/Japanese on his mothers side with a white American father he never met. He is multilingual, speaking English, Japanese and Te Reo/Māori. He’s also learning Hindi-Urdu and Punjabi to share more languages with his partner.

• His favorite activities are running, rock climbing, yoga & meditation, and surfing. He’s competed in surf competitions since he was little and it’s how he loves to unwind if able.

• His favorite animal is the shark and wants to be a marine biologist one day to work on their conservation and the preservation of the oceans reefs.

• He struggles with PTSD and Anxiety, and self medicates using weed. An “earthbender” type superhero who is a stoner yes that is the joke LOL.

• Outside of relationships he is a whore, but he and his partner just got engaged so the only whore he will be with is for them.

[ginnsbaker]

Hi Ginns(?)!!

Let me just say na from tues to wed, 4am nako natulog para lang matapos ‘to kasi HINDI KO TALAGA KAYANG MABITIN and now tapos ko na sya and gosh— all these feels— 🥺😭 worth it yung sakit ng ulo ko bago pumasok 🥲 Oh how beautiful it is to grow old together with the same intensity and love u have for each other over the past decades..

I am not into (Wanda) angst stories kasi di ko kaya yung sakit LOL kaya medyo conflicted pa ko nung una to read ILGOSS but I’m glad that I gave it a shot coz it’s really exceptional.

Grabe yung therapy sessions; I can say na isa yon sa mga favorite parts ko sa series na ‘to. How did you come up sa mga dialogues ni Calliope? Did you research about it or are u perhaps a Psych major? Coz tbh her povs are really on point and I have to commend you on that.

Thank you for sharing this masterpiece to us, you are such great writer!!!

I hope there would be more one-shots just because 🥺✊🏻

omg hi!!!! im always excited to read tagalog in my asks hahahha! I mean, it still amazes me gaano tayo karameng pinoy even in a niche fandom like wanda x reader :P

first of all, omg thank you for reading all of ILGOSS (and I guess IFISS rin?). I know it's freaking long for a fanfic, but it had to be written that way cause cheating is nooo joke. it's seriously was a deal breaker for me. you know what, same tayo, i actually like reading complete stories only out of fear na hindi tatapusin ni writer ung series :)

re: therapy sessions - yes, I did a lot of research for this. I asked my friends who've been to therapy how the session usually goes, and I watched a lot of reality show that na about couple going to therapy (yup, they exist!), and then channeled my inner "friend na taga advice" to create Calliope :P No, I'm not a psych major, I'm actually a software engineer :D

I already published one oneshot, but that's Yelena X Reader pre-IFISS/ILGOSS. But YAS! A lot more oneshots centered around Wanda and R will be written :) Especially the time when they first got together in college. So, watch out for that :)

Once again, maraming salamat! I really appreciate it, and I'm glad you enjoyed it even though it's angsty :) Take care!

-ginns/J