#also I don’t like it in English bc it just sounds wrong and weird

[lowcallyfruity]

I would watch Galinha Pintadinha when I was little bc there wasn’t a Spanish version at the time. So. I kind of just. Started to understand Portuguese bc like. I would watch it a lot.

[sevenpoyo]

some brooklyn slang ik for all the ppl who wanna write for miles and kilometers‼️

feel free to add more idk everything but i i am originally from there and visit a lot this stuff i hear a lot and if you wanna add slang to ur writing this is a good place to start, not all of these brooklyn or ny exclusive but that’s where a lot of american slang starts and u prolly heard some of it b4. imma list it ne ways

don’t use like 8 of these in one sentence bc it will sound weird and i can’t really cover ny puerto rican slang or any puerto rican slang really bc my grandad is a bum so if you know some add it

the city is manhattan, not the other 4 burroughs, just manhattan, cus that’s where everything’s at

to cut ass is to roast tf out of someone , to get your ass cut is get tf roasted out of you

wyling/wilding is being outta pocket, something being absurd or crazy

yeah nah means no and nah yeah means yeah idk why they gotta make it complicated just look at the second word

good looks is like good looking out

it’s bout to be winter and i’m bout to see mad christmas fics and shit but do y’all know the proper way to describe cold ny winters?

if it’s cold as hell, it’s brick outside, not regular cold, ny winter is like nipples so hard i see em thru the bra cold

ex; “how it’s so brick outside i walk to the store wit my hair wet and it deadass got icicles in it” “yeah it’s fr brick outside today” “i’m not walkin wit u in this brick ass weather for a bacon egg and cheese?” (actual convo between my sister and me last winter break)

fronting seem kinda easy to me but is like acting or pretending i can’t explain it with out an example

“why you fronting like you wouldn’t die if they text you asking u to go out with them” “you can stop fronting like you like cars it cool if you don’t” “don’t sit there fronting like u don’t wanna dance wit me”

being tight over something is just being upset or annoyed

rj is so smart they said “We say tight bc you kinda huddle close to yourself when you tense/stressed or angry” i had no idea i just be saying it i aint know it had a reason💀 it make sm sense now.

“who got you tight like that this early in the morning?” “my momma came home tight yesterday for no reason, she threw a boot at me!” “i’m so tight this damn shift change has me working all closers this week”

jack is like claiming someone or something

i talk old as hell idk what the youths be jacking nowadays

cop is basically to get, used to be mostly 4 drugs back in the day my dad said (he don’t know why im asking him this)

“just copped me some retro 3’s” “bout to cop me a few percs in a minute”

speaking of a minute, mostly for my non americans bc that’s who get confused the most when i say this one. depending on the context this can mean a actual minute, a short time or a real long

“i’ll be back in a minute” is short “i ain’t seen y’all in a minute” is long. idk how to explain the difference besides context

bop is a good song, pretty easy but i see ppl on tiktok use it wrong

bangs/banger goes hard is kinda like bob for music but i be using it for anything fr

“this push pop is banging yo”

mad can be used normal like angry but it also means a lot or really kinda like hella ig? i usually uses hella when i would say mad so ppl can understand me easier up here

dumb also mean very in the same way

ex; “my english teacher give out mad homework for no reason.” “she be giving me mad shit over the smallest stuff” “i just had some mad good wings so i’m cooling rn” “this shit is mad spicy u sure you want some?” ''This shit got me dumb tight'' “you don’t need no jacket it’s dumb hot out here”

smacked is like high as fuck idk how to elaborate ur just high

lit is drunk

“Yuuuur!'' A signal, a greeting usually used to catch the attention of someone or something very fun greeting and very hated by schools, it’s weird anywhere outside of ny kinda at least to me.

being hollywood means u get a little fame and think ur all that or just that u got a little fame and they’re jokingly hating

ex; “i saw u on the news the other day, “the prowlers return” u must be real proud of yourself huh hollywood?” “and here comes hollywood wit his trending tiktoks”

real talk is when ur about confess something or say something serious in a not real serious setting or convo

“real talk we play a lot but i love you, my life would be boring with out you around” “real talk i’d never do that to you foreal”

go together is like go out kinda, y’all kinda match behavior cus y’all a couple, this one need a sentence 2 i think. (THIS ONE IS OLD AS HELL ONLY USE IT IF UR TRYING TO RIZZ MOMMA RIO)

“he want ur number? he don’t know we we go together or sum?” “why she wanna act like we go together, ion even know her?” “don’t we go together?”

i can’t even explain it with a sentence y’all just gotta figure this one out 💀

A bodega/deli is a convenience store ik most know this from the movie but some ppl think it’s all stores or all spanish stores when it’s just a corner store

the owners of the deli closest to my granddad house is muslim. and so we keep track of all muslim holidays when he’s closed

an ock is the bodega man, miles knows the man’s name at the deli we see him visit, but at any other store he’d call the guy ock

dipping on someone is changing ur mind last minute, usually canceling plans

ex “we was supposed to go get outfits together but they dipped on me last minute”

staticky is like wanting to fight or still being pissed after a fight

static is beef or on sight energy

you good can really be anything but imma list ones i can think of

it can mean like are you ok? or don’t worry about it, or how are you, or stop, or do you got a issue? or do you want an issue? it’s all in the tone of how it’s said fr

'Word of my moms/dads I saw/ did/did not *insert topic*'' Honest term, no lying present in statement i feel like (my cousins be putting anything on they momma fr risking shit on her for no reason)

'hold it down'' handle buisness / take care of someone or something. can also be in refrence to criminal who handles ''buisness''

NOW EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO @rashadisback BC HE CARRIED ME ON THIS‼️

i hope this helps any writers that don’t live here!

[melrosing]

Hey, question, you know how GRRM is american but all of the dialogue in ASOIAF, aside from being old-fangled, is also supposed to be vaguely "british"? Like, everyone kind of is supposed to have those old english royalty accents and shit, all the northerners say "aye", etc. What's that like to you, an actual UK person?

it’s a weird one lol bc in some ways he leans into it and others he leans right out. I get the impression GRRM has watched a lot of British TV and so his ‘small folk’ dialect isn’t really that different (imo) from the staple working class dialect ascribed to characters in many British period pieces - which kind of sounds to me like an anaemic cockney or something, without the slang and quirks. on British TV it’s been the case for the longest time that for class reasons most of what you’re going to hear is broadly RP and you’d have to tune into specific shows to hear much else (that’s not as bad as it used to be but the impact is still pretty real).

anyway all of that to say, if that’s GRRM’s point of reference I don’t think he does a bad job with it?? it’s a shallow distinction between his smallfolk and his highborn, but w/e - it’s used about as effectively as it’s used in say, Downton Abbey lol. i.e. quite caricature-y but no more so than brits themselves are guilty of. I don’t really notice Americanisms slipping in and the only one he seems to fumble (afaik) is ‘aye’ which he occasionally has southern characters like the Lannisters use. and maybe southern brits did use ‘aye’ once but for a long time that’s been heavily associated w northerners/scotland/etc.

and also I know he isn’t actually trying to write AU UK here, Westeros is influenced by the histories of many different IRL countries and cultures, but it’s obvious that it very substantially draws on GRRM’s consumption of British media and culture in its depiction and so I do think based on that he could’ve had a bit more fun w the regional dialects. I know he doesn’t have to, he’s got enough on his hands and frankly there’s so much scope for fucking that up, but I think as bidonica said in a recent post, it’s kind of wild that across the entire continent of Westeros… the highborn and lowborn dialects are each the same. like suffice to say that is extremely not the case in the UK and was not the case even more historically speaking. my mum is northern and my dad came from a central London cockney neighbourhood and the words and phrases the other used to use would send them constantly.

so it’d be fun if there were variations between regions, and those wouldn’t even have to be based on any real British equivalent if GRRM were worried about getting it wrong. definitely amongst the smallfolk anyway, bc whilst I think at least in modern history the richest folk in the UK largely adopted the same upper class accent, that wasn’t the case for anyone else. the UK is about the size of a coin and yet comprises hundreds of different accents and languages. personally think it could be fun if he had played w that but he didn’t. idk if that’s bc he just cba or if as an American he basically just knows the queen’s english and the ‘it’s choosday’ accent but w/e.

anyway GOT is way funnier about this bc obviously their actors are all speaking in British accents so the comparisons and questions are inevitable and they are MANY. explain why davos and gendry, who come from precisely the same part of town, are speaking accents from diametrically opposite ends of the UK. why are Robert and Stannis speaking w northern accents and Renly w southern. two of Cersei’s children are distinctly northern Irish. it’s wild from head to toe but I can’t be mad it IS funny

[liamsyux]

ANDERPERRY ONE SHOT bc i’m going crazy (it’s bad and cringe BUT IT’S A MODERN HIGHSCHOOL AU CMON)

(also english isn’t my first language and i didn’t even try to write that good)

✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯

the first time todd anderson saw neil perry was on the first day of school. he arrived early and when he entered the classroom and right away sat on the desk near the window, he noticed a certain brown-haired guy. the guy had a smile that could light up an entire room and his eyes were simply filled with the purest joy ever. todd found himself staring at the guy, and when their eyes met, todd felt like he was being teleported to another planet. he flushed and suddenly looked down not caring whether the guy was still staring at him or not.

he found out later the guy’s name was neil perry.

weeks passing todd was crushing more and more on the brown haired guy; he was smart, cute, funny and well-cultured. the only problem was that they never actually spoke to each other. and that was, todd was sure of it, because neil didn’t actually seemed to enjoy todd presence in the class.

when their eyes met he always looked away first (strange thing to say when the other guy is todd fucking shy anderson), when todd rarely spoke up in class he seemed to didn’t care at all about what he was saying (also strange because he always cared about what their other classmates had to say) and every time todd started a absolute necessary conversation, he was always trying to get away as soon as possible.

so, for todd anderson, that wednesday was the weirdest day in his life.

the morning was pretty fine actually; he took notes, he listened, he did everything regular. and so, as every other day, when the bell rang, he took his time to pack his stuff away and saw all his other classmates rushing out of the door. all, except one. neil fucking perry. now the only possibilities that came up in todd’s mind where all concerning him being in the wrong and perry having something to say.

what he did not in fact expect was to see a flushed neil with in his hands god knows what, walking towards him.

“erhm todd?”

todd felt his face heat up. neil never called him, let alone called him by his first name.

kinda scared and anxious todd tried to say something normal, without sounding weird.

“yes?”

his voice was low and he felt very insicure. what the hell was going on.

“s-sorry for bothering you, i know you probably would have preferred being alone and pack away your stuff but t-there’s something i-i gotta tell you”

neil kept walking towards todd’s desk as he spoke leaving todd wide eyed, he never seen and heard neil talking and approaching someone with that little confidence.

“n-no don’t worry about that” he said actually sounding very confident.

todd thought neil didn’t like him at all or at least did not like him enough to be friends with him (ne was friends either basically everyone); so the things neil said to him in that empty classroom left him astonished.

“listen i’m sorry if this sounds weird or i don’t know creepy but” he looked up directly into todd’s eyes “i-i really like and i’d feel really honored if you would want to maybe get a coffee with me sometimes! he-here’s my number if you maybe want to text me your answer, or you could just ignore everything don’t worry” and neil left on todd desk a piece of paper, with in fact a cellphone number written on it.

todd was completely astonished. he looked at neil with wide eyes and mouth open.

“i’m sorry, w-what?” he said. it’s not like he didn’t hear him c’mon, neil was basically screaming, he just did not understand.

“shit sorry don’t worry about it i’ll just leave” neil whispered already making his way out.

“i-i thought you didn’t like me” todd said, his voice almost a whisper.

“what?”

“like you befriended everyone in the class except me a-and you never listen when i say something to the teacher o-or you always look away when our eyes randomy mert; i-i just thought you didn’t think i was nice” todd almost shouted.

“WHAT?”

neil ran right away to todd’s desk resting his hands on it.

“i-i’ve liked you since the first day, shit i’m sorry i made you feel like-like i hated you or something”

todd looked at neil like the words he just said were gold falling from the sky. neil looked at him and the kept staring at each other for a while.

“actually i’ve wanted to get some coffee with you since the first day, neil. i like you too” todd revealed with a soft smile.

now was neil turn to be completely in disbelief. seeing todd smiling though made him chukle and smile.

“oh yeah?”

[scenetocause]

oooh, loving is enough? also the girl time snippet is SO good

(extremely fang-y lando smile) ah you have asked for the girloscar sequel finally

it's... much chewier than the original and a lot more about Having To Be Not A Man In Motorsport and that sort of thing bc it's from oscar's perspective so rather than the sweetly enjoyable revelation she's into pegging it's like oh there is someone who won't be a cunt to me about all this.

Everything counts, always. Especially for her. Put one wheel wrong and she’s washed, every woman in racing too. The only option is to try and never think about it, like Mark’s always told her to, except that her records aren’t only her own.

Every entry into the books isn’t just Oscar Piastri’s first points, best finish, first pole, first win, first podium, first time fucking her teammate. It’s a double-entry for the first woman. There was no sense of modesty that Lando had to win before her, she’d’ve fucking taken it if it’d been there, it’s just that shedding the nowins had to get done before the more complicated, irritating thinkpieces about her. 

Timely, Rachel Brookes is asking her about pretty much that. Not unkindly, Rachel knows what the deal is more than anyone.

“Not your day today, obviously, Oscar but does seeing Lando up there mean you’re confident you can get your first win?”

“Ah,” sometimes the words don’t come easily. At least, not in a way that’s not about to get her or Lando or probably both of them in trouble. “Not - well, it would have been, if Carlos hadn’t. Anyway. It’s good to see the team win, obviously, good to see Lando up there-

Fuck, why does she sound so jealous? Why can’t she shut it off, suddenly?

“I - I wanted him to win. I want to win.”

It’s too honest, too much, too revealing, for nine words, ten if you count her stutter. Oscar’s not very good at sincere, not with Rachel smiling encouragingly at her.

She swallows, hard.

“Obviously it’s, y’know, he’s my boyfriend and there’s a part of me that just loves seeing him get something he’s wanted so long. And for the team, it’s important - we know the car’s good enough, it’s been trying to put it all together and take those opportunities, so it’s a big dose, kind of, of confidence to have that all pay off. For me it’s probably more pressure, if anything, to make sure I’m up there too and I know I can be.”

It’s a bit. Lando’s more verbal-diarrhea-y than her, usually takes the hits on this sort of thing but he’s still in a press conference right now, probably saying god-knows-what.

“I hope you’ve got space for a lot of trophies at home,” Rachel says and it’s kind of a joke, lighthearted, trying to calm Oscar down probably but she knows her face does something profoundly stupid, heart lurching a bit at the thought. 

“Yeah. Might need to go to Ikea again, if we keep this up.” If she lies to herself really hard, she can pretend the soppy expression that’s probably about to be in about 10,000 TikToks is just how much she loves setting out all the bits and putting them together like a giant Lego kit.

She gets held around in the pen for a few foreign language interviews, which doesn’t exactly head off the weird feelings, always a little bit guilty she has to do them in English. It’d be nice to have seen Lando already, in the flesh, just so she can - what, check he’s the same guy as before he stood on the top step or something? 

[compacflt]

my apologies if this is too simple or juvenile or personal a question but HOW did you become such a proficient writer? and do you have any tips or pointers to keep in mind? i know you must do a lot of reading and a lot of writing, but your skill is just incredible to me. your prose!! your cadence!! when we get around to talking about it is genuinely one of the best things i've ever read and i'd eat it if i could!!!

this ask was so sweet thank you!! rly made my day when i needed a boost. Hope you don’t mind i took a couple days to think about it cause no one’s ever asked me for writing advice before

idk how i became a “proficient” writer bc I really don’t write that much. something about my fic gave me brainworms and i went into overdrive but that’s…not my usual MO. which is why it’s weird for me too. admittedly i am studying english/creative writing as my second major at uni, but i haven’t learned anything in any of my classes you couldn’t learn by just reading and writing on your own. honestly i should’ve stuck with my IR major instead, i find structured cw classes a complete waste of time. but here are some little tips i thought of that would’ve helped ME:

This is more a “do as I say not as I do” because I’m really bad at habits like this, but keep a diary. You can write about the big events (went to the store, did homework, got laid etc.) but that’s boring—focus on the details (watched someone at west side market throw a glass bottle of olives at a rat, broke a pen and permanently stained my dorm desk and won’t get my deposit back which pissed me off because I move out in a week, this guy’s breath smelled like lemon pledge and it made me wonder if he drank window cleaner before kissing me etc.). Real life is really interesting! How can you write about interesting real life in an interesting way? It’s a good way to practice. You don’t have to do a big reflection at the end of the day or anything. It’s okay to jot down something you saw & then immediately forget about it. It’s the act of figuring out how to translate life into words that’s important

If you type, learn how to type FAST. This is just my experience, but I think typing faster makes your cadence, clause length, dialogue, IDEAS flow better/more naturally. We think in words/sentences, not letters.

This is a super lame tip that’ll make you roll your eyes, but read poetry. Poetry is all about how words/ideas/images sound and interact with each other. Don’t get hung up on one poet—im not really recommending any for precisely this reason—read poetry you love (for me, Ada Limón, Jack Kerouac, Frank O’Hara, ghazals etc) AND read poetry you hate (for me, Rupi Kaur, Emily Dickinson, Whitman, etc)! Read all genres you can get your hands on. (I think there are like “great poetry anthologies” you can find for free online if u don’t know where to start. Also you can’t go wrong with subscribing to/reading a variety magazine like the NYer. It’s pretentious but it exposes you to all kinds of weird topics, ways of writing about them, etc.) Figure out how certain combinations of words and punctuations make you FEEL, and why, and why the writer chose (or not) to make you feel that way. Figure out which literary sounds you like and which ones you don’t. For me, i figured out that I REALLY like alliteration, comma splices, zeugmas, the rule of three, and

“he’s [verb]ing again… yeah compacflt’s characters are [verb]ing again… big shocker”

If you have an idea for a piece, figure out what it is you really want to get out of it—to say something? to experiment with a different style? to see your fav characters do something? to have fun?—and then figure out how, on a technical level, you should write to match that goal (this is where the poetry training comes in handy). If you’re just writing to have fun, don’t listen to any writing advice (incl. mine), because most of it is bullshit and over-generalized and will make you feel bad about yourself. Just take the advice that you think will work for what YOURE trying to write.

But if you’re writing to explore some political idea, then you should think about HOW to best write about that idea. What would be a convincing story/allegory/scene to engage with this idea vs. not convincing. I talk on this blog all the time about how disappointed I am that my very-adult-grown-up attempt to deal with the dynamic of “immovable internalized homophobia vs unstoppable falling in love anyway” is rendered a little childish/immature by some pretty unconvincing plot points like the characters buying a house together—I really should have considered how that plot point would interact with the characterizations I’d built already (hint: poorly). You can think of writing as kind of a military structure if that helps—you have strategy on the overarching campaign (plot/character growth/allegory/theme) level, the battle (scene that advances the above) level, and the tactical (sentence-level construction/syntax/wording) level. They all have to work together. If a scene is failing to properly engage with the idea you’re trying to convey, you’re losing a battle that will weaken the overarching campaign. Same thing if you choose a weird word in a sentence/write in a style or tone that’s weirdly out of place with your idea—it makes your engagement with the theme/idea less convincing. just try to be purposeful and consider your strategy on all levels of your work as you’re writing it!! At the very least it’ll make editing easier lol.

But then again when I read my own writing from just a couple months ago I cringe out of my skin, so like—just also accept that it’s a process and we’re all just making it up as we go along. Be proud of being embarrassed of your old work, because it means you’re growing. Own that shit. When I finished writing WWGATTAI i thought it was the best thing I’d ever written, and maybe it was. But since the day I finished working on it, it’s the worst thing I’ve written since then. That’s a great feeling. Not to be like writing grindset obviously bc it’s supposed to be fun—but if what you want is to get better at writing, the strategy is to WRITE a whole bunch of shit, and then own your embarrassment about how much you’ve grown since you started. And know you’re still always growing and learning. there should never be any “goals” where skills are concerned 👍🏽

[iheartmoons]

asks for you bc i’m bored

fav food?

fav drink?

fav show?

fav subject? (i feel like i already know this one but i might be wrong so)

fav snack?

comfort food?

weirdest food you've ever eaten?

most out of character thing you've ever done?

wallpaper?

if you could have an unlimited supply of one thing for the rest of your life, what would you choose?

any phobias?

is there anything you’d wait in line for a week to do, see, or get?

if you could name your brain, what would you name it?

where do you want to travel the most?

you don’t have to answer all of them or any at all if you don’t want to!! they’re very random lmao

you can answer privately too if you’d like <3

OMG HI i should be sleeping but this is more fun:

(strap in bc it turns out that i cant choose anything for the life of me, and i enjoy oversharing)

fav food: i cant….choose. being a basic bitch id say like chicken curry and rice bc idk 🧍‍♂️it’s good. but uhhh i love chinese food generally, like oh man. duck pancakes w the cucumbers and sauces and uh, the noodles and the pork and chicken and dumplings and bao buns (i am aware this sounds terrible to others, but i am drooling)

fav drink: ooh oreo milkshake, or if we’re talking standard drink from the shop, specifically fanta fruit twist (it’s also the colour i would dye my hair btw). my go-to is always generally water tho 🤭

fav show: i cant choose…. maybe like friday night dinner, she-ra, and strong girl bong soon

fav subject: english <3

fav snack: OH um. i love choc chip muffins or choc chip cookies tbh, also brownies!!!!

comfort food: any type of chicken curry and rice

weirdest food i’ve eaten: i really haven’t eaten anything weird. i don’t eat any red meat very often apart from pork, sooo idk. (i’m thinking meat wise here btw) i guess i’d say pig intestines - look it sounds bad, but if you think abt it, lots of people are eating all the other parts of the pig w/o thinking about it. my bro once ate crocodile at a farm once tho which was pretty wild (apparently it tastes like chicken)

most out of character thing ive ever done: see i cant really answer this because i’m just so different in diff situations or w diff people, but i honest to god think that it’s saying i love you to all my online friends. like. id never ever do that in real life. i find it extremely hard to show my emotions, it’s so awkward and uncomfy.

wallpaper: for a moment there i couldn’t decide whether u were asking abt my literal wallpaper or my phone wallpaper…. i’m still unsure… but my lock screen is reg and sirius, and my home screen is the marauders. and if ur asking abt my bedroom, i got lilac walls 🙈

if i had an unlimited supply of smth, what wld i choose: ohhhhhh oh. fuck idk. ummm money??? lmao 😭😭😭 maybe time with my cousin (she’s my fav person and she doesn’t live in the same city + she’s going to uni after next year so my chances of seeing her are slimming)

phobias: the ocean/any big body of water, death (big big emphasis on this one) and ummm like dolls and clowns- actually i’m scared of so many things, the list could go on and on

smth i’d wait in line to see/do/get: i’d wait in line for a hug from mitski tbh

if i could name my brain, what wld i name it: WHAT SORT OF QUESRIONS ARE THESE 😭😭 good lord. id name it the fucking universe. i had this thing when i was younger where i started this universe and kept building characters upon characters until there were hundreds and i knew each of their intricate storylines and id act them out and it was actually bad bc i couldn’t focus on anything else for literal years (there you go, big moons secret - not rlly a secret, i’ve said it before) so yes. there is an entire universe up in my brain probably.

where do you want to travel the most: i wanna go to the south of france + tokyo + venice, but i heard it’s not all that. my fav places that i’ve been to are vietnam and america which r two very different places and i adored them - vietnam more for the food and culture and surroundings, american more bc of family + tourist attractions + theme parks. so. maybe one of those wins.

[soullessjack]

HAIIIIII I HAVE MOOOREEEEE ^______^

> just like crosses, jack is also affected by other apotropaic magic/symbols. he hates gargoyles bc he always feels like he’s being watched by them, and almost unwelcome to enter the place they’re mounted on (usually churches ofc).

good luck charms will either physically hurt jack or die/be destroyed in his presence; horseshoes burn his skin, rabbits’ feet rapidly decay, clovers wilt, and barn stars crack in a pentagram shape before falling off of their mounts. likewise, bad luck charms are either drawn to him or happen specifically in his presence; black cats will always randomly snuggle against him & be at ease with him, and any nearby birds/ bird flocks will fly left to right around him.

> when jack feels particularly strong emotions or has a strong reaction but stifles it, his repressed feelings physically manifest through subconscious telekinetic damage basically; hairline fractures in nearby glass, crackles of electricity in the air around him that affect any nearby currents of it. lightbulbs flicker and/or burst, candles will either burn blue-hot & melt the wax or simply die suddenly as if someone blew them out. if there are any tv or radio signals anywhere, it’s telekinetically hijacked and will begin playing things that reflect his mental state or whatever he repressed, like song lyrics or sitcom dialogue. sometimes sound effects. essentially it’s just, what if jack could electrically communicate his feelings when he’s nonverbal or refuses to physically say them.

> sometimes he’ll find himself accidentally doing something that mirrors what Lucifer has done according to the Bible or urban legends, like pacing around so much it creates a “stomping ground” in his floor/wherever he’s pacing around or being weirdly talented at the fiddle.

> not exactly Lucifer related but he most definitely has cryptid status in Lebanon after the events of Don’t Go Into The Woods. everyone has noticed how weird That Family Who Lives Out Of Town is and how their Bambi-faced kid-roommate-whatever is somehow even weirder, but then Eliot kinda spews out the whole “hanging out with That Guy” incident and how he turns out to be this magic yellow-eyed kid who hunts monsters all the time and pretends that he’s a Jedi & tried to teach the kids how to kill monsters like him but ended up stabbing Stacey but then magically healed her wound but they told him to fuck off and he did so it’s okay now they guess.

whenever he comes to town alone some of the local kids will follow him around to see what he does by himself (mostly consists of library visits, then the diner, then reading/using his laptop while he’s at the diner, etc. some of them want to get pictures of his eyes when they’re glowing but the photos never develop right bc it cant register celestial light or energy. one time there was a huge Halloween party in an abandoned house where some kids tried to pull off an urban legend ritual bc of course they do, and he just randomly showed up, armed to the teeth with salt and crowbars and weird occult shit for some fucking reason rambling about everything they got wrong in the ritual and how to do it Properly as per his books and apparent expertise

> kinda elaborating on the snake thing bc it’s not exactly a psychic link but it’s more like…they’re drawn to him in the same way mosquitoes are drawn to O+ blood bc they can sense the blood of The Serpent their common ancestor within him. snakes don’t have thoughts in coherent English speaking nor can jack psychically hear those thoughts, but he can understand their basic emotion and even feel it himself sometimes, especially if it’s very strong. many snakes have beef with him because The Serpent His Father is the reason they don’t have legs anymore

I kind of wish they had kept certain devily things about Jack. Like how when Kelly was pregnant with him she would burn when she held a bible. Like the juxtaposition of him being so innocent and ✋🙂 ‘hi I’m Jack!’ and then a bible literally lighting itself on on fire and burning in his hands and him being like ‘🙂🔥… huh. Well that’s weird.’

Like I get none of this happens to him because it shows he’s good and not like Lucifer but I just think it would be a cute & funny contrast to him being so clearly adorable to also “oh I can’t wear the priest collars like my Dad’s do. They immediately try and choke the life out of me. Crazy right?!”

Or like the cross thing with Lucifer. He has to keep flipping them back around when he’s working a case in a home so the owners don’t notice and freak out. Whispering for the crosses with little tortured men on them to “stay!” As he backs away from it. ✝️👀

“How do churches do that thing? Like you know, the thing where the air shifts when you come inside like it’s trying to suffocate you a little bit and there’s like a constant invisible force trying to push you toward the exit? …. It’s just me again, isn’t it?”

Or asking if it’s possible he’s allergic to holy water because it makes him break out into welts when it accidentally gets on him. Dean’s like “…yeah. Allergies. 👀 that’s what it is.”

[mingiswow]

Boyfriend!Jongho

⚠️ English is not my first language, so sorry if there's any mistake

ok, is really hard for me to write about him because he has the same age as my little sister 

So it feels weird to me lol 

Anyway 

Baby boy Jongho 

He has such a tsundere vibe for me 

Not because he wants to 

But because he doesn’t know how to act around you

His shyness acts as coldness 

And that doesn’t help him at the beginning 

Bc when you guys met you thought he didn’t like you 

He barely spoke to you 

Never looked at you 

And the word exchange was reduced to sounds or monosyllabic words

But that’s because he couldn’t even look at you 

God you were so beautiful and ethereal to him 

An angel on earth 

So he asked help to your mutual friends 

“Let’s get drunk and then you use a little liquid courage”

It didn’t work the way he had planned because another person was hitting on you and he got jealous 

“Get away from yn they’re mine!” 

Now imagine the scene: he all drunk and tipsy, face red, eyes small and a pout that he thought was making an angry face but was more on the sad puppy side 

But hey! You thought he was cute like that and happy that he liked you back 

Jongho is a very discreet boyfriend 

Def not a fan of pda 

Or skinship in general 

I feel like he leaves the touches and caressing to more special moments

But as soon as you got more intimate in your relationship he became a cuddle bug 

He loves laying down in bed with your head on his chest and your arms wrapped around each other

A comfortable and comforting silence falls upon you two 

He just enjoys the comfort of your presence 

You don’t have to say or do anything, just being by his side he is ultimately happy 

He is quite a sappy boyfriend

He knows that he doesn’t touch you as much as he should but it’s just the way he is 

So he compensates (even tho you tell him he doesn’t have to) with homemade meals, long walks at the beach at night, dinner at a restaurant you said you wanted to try, little flower bouquets every now and then just because, opens the doors for you, pulls the chair for you to seat, hangs your jacket for you

The last romantic™️

He also changes a lot around people because of you

He gets softer

And is a daydreamer 

Sometimes his mind is doing things on auto mode that he doesn’t even realize that he’s thinking of you while practicing the new routine 

The boys don’t complain tho

They are loving this Jongho 

Mostly wooyoung because now he can rest lol 

Like I said, he is a sappy romantic boyfriend that just came out of some teen rom-com from the 00s

And so came his kisses 

Omg I feel like this man's kisses are the absolute most amazing kisses you could ever experience 

He just holds your face between his hands with such love and care

And look at your eyes deeply as he is professing his love by the way he looks at you 

Then he gently touches your nose before finally touching your lips 

His lips are a little rough but that doesn’t mean his kisses are rough as well

No no no 

This man has the softest, feathered and smooth kiss you’ve ever tasted 

He is a slow kisser

Tastes you so deeply

Makes your heart and stomach do backflips in excitement

You feel so so loved

You literally melt in his arms as you hold him

But as we know, most pros have their cons

And jongho is no exception 

He tends to get jealous very easily 

Not because he doesn’t trust you or doubt himself, but more because he doesn’t trust the other person 

He gets overprotective over you very easily 

And this can be quite annoying sometimes 

“Why are you home so late?”

“I told you I was going to go drink with my friend after work/school”

“Well, I was worried. What if something happened to you?”

Because of that, you fight quite a bit 

Not big fights 

But discussions 

That sometimes ends with you going to sleep in some of your friend's house or him in the dorms 

But he learned to pass over his pride and learned how to apologize over the time 

Because I’m the beginning he never apologized because he didn’t want to admit he was wrong 

But you guys talked through it 

You told him how you felt and he told you as well 

So the discussions always end with you both apologizing a few hours after 

NSFW from here on ⇉ minors dni ⇇

I have no other words other than dom

He is a soft man 

But he loooooves the sensation of being a little mean and authoritarian 

I mean, he is the maknae, he’s almost never in charge in his work 

So he enjoys bossing you around 

Even if you are older than him 

He is still dominating you

He is equal parts sweet and mean 

And you can notice in the way he talks to you 

He praises you for being so good to him for holding your orgasm like he asks you to do 

And seconds later he is laughing at your fucked out state and mocking you for begging to cum 

Jongho is a big big big fan of toys 

Because they’re his best friends 

They help him not only tease you but please you 

Has an enormous collection of vibrators, they’re his favorite 

Probably will use a toy every time you guys have sex 

Because he sees sex as this intimate and almost immaculate thing 

So he likes to take his time and enjoy the process 

Loves the little turning-on game you guys play before actually having sex 

Testing kisses and touches, kisses that last longer than they should, lips that go to other places, hands that adventure around each other’s bodies, sweet promises and teases whispered in your ears 

So the use of toys is a prolonging of that game 

Also, jongho is not a fan of giving oral 

Sorry everyone 

But since he uses the toys is all good 

And also, won’t force you to give him head 

But gladly enjoys it when you do 

It’s when he praises you the most tho

He is also a huge fan of sensory deprivation and stimuli

I’m talking about tying you up so you can’t touch him, blindfolding you so you can’t see him, playing with hot wax or ice on your skin so you get extra aware of your senses and surroundings 

But nothing will ever compare to the feeling of fucking you 

This man goes feral when he is inside of you 

He just can’t hold it 

Your walls feel so good around him 

He gets so lost that he does everything in auto mode 

Plays with your skin, your sensitive parts, nipples, hold you by your neck (not actually choking, just holding), pulls your hair (if you have), biting and marking your skin 

He just lets his primal instincts take over 

And if you start scratching and nailing his back he goes even wilder 

He’s not afraid of moaning 

But he just growls

Like an actual animal 

“If you keep marking me like this I won’t last longer sweetie”

It’s a lie 

This man has stamina 

He can go and go and go 

So prepare yourself 

Because when he is in the mood to make love to you - on his own terms of the act obviously - you guys will be locked in the bedroom for days 

But being the gentleman he is, after all of that he will treat you like royalty 

Will clean you up and take you for a warm bath with bath salts that will relax and soothe your body 

Will wash your hair, brush and even dry it 

And if he’s feeling extra lovely he’ll massage your feet and your arms

Then he just cuddles you and lulls you to sleep with his beautiful voice 

He is a gentleman in the streets and a freaky gentleman in the sheets

Masterlist

Requests are open

[annavysoul]

Mrs jeon is real and cannot meet Jungkook bc of army enlistment . as well as some personal life stuff that needs to be taken care of in her friend circle. She will meet him thru a mutual friend most likely ... someone BTS will collaborate with and that's her gateway into it. It just wont happen to 2025. Im not her nor would i want to be but i have just seen some things that a lot of readers are getting wrong. That's why there's so many fakes online now ... she knows which ones are real bc she met him in her dreams before and didnt think that it was real or legit. Who would, right? It sounds insane

I don’t like this way of thinking that everything it’s set on stone, which is why i have my doubts in the whole social media tarot/astrology community. Also i think all what u said it’s like the common sense type of reading (if u did a reading cause you never know who is in the internet and if they fake stuff lol) like where’s the proof? What cards exactly you pull out tell you the exact year? I’m not buying the whole mrs jeon theme as you can see, even tho you tell a really reasonable reading but I insist, how you can’t be wrong? It’s like those blogs who post a reading without cards or proof yk? Even those which had pictures may be fake, people loves attention and likes u-u

Tarot is not meant to be something stiff, our decisions make impact in our future as well our thoughts, the future doesn’t exist yet that’s why there’s so much possibilities and different ways to get at some point or literally make a U turn in our lives, i will take what you said as a possibility, but then again, we don’t know if, at some point, a mrs jeon would exist? Maybe jk will choose the same lifestyle as Leo DiCaprio, maybe he isn’t hetero or maybe going into a “love contract” isn’t as attractive when you could lose a half of your earnings while the marriage last lol

Don’t be to obsessed about it, focus y’all energy in yourself, i know it’s sounds so cute a love story guided by spirituality and yada yada, but don’t idolize this or get to much into it cause delusional it’s right around the conner, particularly with jk partner. It’s okey to gossip around and take everything you see in the internet as a grain of salt! I love chisme😂

Also, I think every reading or stuff i see about mrs jeon, she knows about tarot or “mrs jeon”, weird huh.

Pd: My English may be rotten lmao I apologize!

[chaosbutautism]

Quick disclaimer: this is all my experience, which is a very weird one. My tics did not start and progress like most people’s and have been very intense before starting therapy. I’d also like to note that people love pointing fingers at people describing their experience with tics and immediately claiming they’re faking. Tics are weird, finicky things that scientists can’t decide are more based on psychology or neurology. They’re going to sound bizarre. Everyone’s experience with them is different and I hope you can find another person who can also give you insight bc tics vary so much from person to person.

A lot of my tics are verbal, but that took a LOT of therapy. They can be extremely random or actually respond to the situation (which is looked kinda annoying bc it makes it harder for other people to know what I do and do not mean while talking). A good thing to do would be to set up a roster of ‘common’ tics that occur through the story. Certain noises (animal sounds tend to stick), short actions like tapping someone or clapping. I keep stealing other people’s stuff in tics (I give it back as soon as I’m out of the tic). A VERY common tic is what I like to call the ‘neck tic’. It’s basically snapping your head to the side really quickly, sometimes just repeating that for entire minutes. There’s a good chance that if your character has this tic, they’re gonna have neck pain.

A Very Important Note is that cursing is actually a decently rare tic, only 1/10 people have it (I happen to be one of those -_-. My body loves losing the genetic lottery). There’s nothing wrong with making your character have a cursing tic, but it definitely in’t all that Tourette’s and tics in general are about.

My tics are in both languages I speak, so if your character speaks multiple languages, you could absolutely add that to your tics. Also, they can be very specific! I’ve had a tic that, translated into English, went ‘grab the cat, but it in the fridge’…I have two cats, neither of which have ever actually been inside a fridge. One of my tics is, weirdly enough, pressing the ‘Q’ button on someone’s laptop keyboard while proudl declaring ‘Q!’.

A common way to curb tourrete’s tics is by having an opposite movement to it. Right before you get a tic, or right after if you don’t feel it coming, you basically perform a motion that would make the tic your body is trying to do impossible. Eventually, your body will (hopefully, this doesn’t t work for everyone) get the memo and stop doing that tic. It’s like when you stop reacting to the antics of the annoying kid so they stop doing it bc they’re not getting a fun reaction out of you.

My tics LOVE reacting to things in my environment with varying degrees of coherence and logic, so the do quiet down when I’m alone. I’ve also found that they fluctuate with emotions. When I don’t feel good, sad or especially angry, they get worse. It can be very annoying when having an argument with someone and suddenly either a completely overblown reaction or straight-up nonsense comes out. When I’m happy, my tics will also be a bit more positive, I guess. Less ‘shut up!’ And more ‘cactus!’, if I had to compare. If your character has periods, you might find it helpful to know that that will ABSOLUTELY make the tics worse. There’s been times that I can barely be talked to bc my tics are so bad thanks to my period. That little fun fact will probably be pretty hard to find since women are *under-represented in the medical field* (Imagine me doing sarcastic jazz-hands).

Also, if the story takes place over a really long time, maybe switch the tic roster up. Tics come and go, sometimes reappear and sometimes stay gone. A lot of my harmful physical tics are near-permanently gone bc of therapy and I cycle through my verbal tics pretty quickly.

Common* physical tics include: clapping, softly slapping a surface, falling over, putting things in my mouth (I have bitten a glue stick, they’re not pleasant), licking things (I’ve gotten a mouth filled with cat hair and a very confused stare for my troubles), throwing things, suddenly sitting down, unexpected body spasms, freezing up while walking, grabbing onto someone, softly headbutting someone/something (once I headbutted a friends elbow and walked around with a bump for a good two weeks, kept teasing said friend for having hard elbows), pushing buttons, grabbing things, moving things, etc

common* verbal tics: a wide variety of animal sounds (the newest is a goose noise, a very loud ‘GAK!’), going ‘wow!’, making ‘sound effects’ like ‘boop’ to go along with physical tics, a variety of repeated sentences like ‘I want to go home’, ‘I miss [friend who attends a different school than me], ‘I’m allergic to ___’, or ‘just bite [thing/person somebody is mad/annoyed/sad at]. Certain phrases taken over from media I enjoy, clicking my tongue, just screaming for no reason, going ‘woo’, etc

(Common for me)

For a good roster of verbal tics, think of things your character likes, sounds or phrases they’d commonly hear in their environment, a couples of nonsensical words or phrases and enough sound effects to fill a soundboard.

For physical tics it really depends on how intense you want the tics to be. I have accidentally hurt people by throwing things, walked straight into walls, stole classmates�� stuff, kick into the air, slapped people HARD, made myself plummet into bushes or just dropped something in tics and all of that sucks, but there are much more simple tics. For example: blinking rapidly, poking something/someone, throwing your hands in the air, spontaneously hugging someone, flipping an object around, etc

I’d love to give you more examples, but if I watch someone with tics have tics, I will also get triggered into ticcing. If you put two people with tics in a room together, they will both make eachother worse. I have a friend irl who also started developing tics and hanging out has become really difficult to say the least.

But yeah, that’s everything I can think of at the moment. I’d love to see a person with tics represented positively in a story. Me and my friends like watching horror movies and we’ve thought that it would be fun to have a horror-comedy that has a final girl with tics trying to escape a slasher situation. I’m really happy that someone willing to make a story, especially something as cool as a bunch of disabled people saving the universe on a spaceship, with a person with tourretes as one of the main characters. Thank you for asking the community btw, so many terrible representation (ESPECIALLY gives a dirty look at Sia with her stupid movie) could’ve been avoided if someone just asked a disabled person about their experiences.

Although my situation is very confusing and has made multiple medical professionals scratch their head, I have a tic disorder and I'd love to give you some advice for the OC with tourretes. Just ask me what you need

TYYY!! I just need to know what kinds of tics are common-ish, and how often they happen. I know this can be different for a lot of people tho! A YouTuber I watch who has Tourette’s says that her tics get quieter in quiet places, and I was wondering if that’s a common thing? Any other information on how I would actually write a character with Tourette’s would be great. (I’ve only read one book that had a character with Tourette Syndrome, so I just wanna know if there’s a wide range of how people experience it).

[judeswhore]

stuck with you - mason mount

in which you’re the last person mason ever wants to be stuck in a lift with, or so he says

thank you once again to my bestie @mountsmason u never fail to deliver, also i made this a little halloweeny, this will be a 2 parter bc this was really long but this really didn’t turn out how i wanted smh i blame uni for ruining my brain cells

warnings: swearing, slight smut, oral (F) receiving,

To say you hated Mason Mount would be a colossal understatement. There were no words in the English language that could accurately describe how you felt about him. In your head you felt it was a fine line between hatred and lust, sometimes you wanted to smash his pretty face into the table and other times you wanted him to fuck you senseless. But that didn't change the fact you still didn't like him.

He was an arrogant prick who thought the world owed him something for being such a brilliant footballer. He thought that his name and status meant he could get away with treating you like shit for reasons you can’t even begin to think of. You don’t even remember the first time you officially met Mason, you got pretty much black out drunk that night after breaking up with your boyfriend yet again, so you have no idea what happened that night to make him hate you so much. Surely if you’d done something that bad you’d remember or someone would have told you.

Mason was always so nice to everyone else. Smiling and laughing constantly, quite literally the definition of butter wouldn’t melt but his entire personality changed around you. He could be the most lovely person one minute and the second you appeared he turned into some dickhead who thought your never ending line of failed relationships was a funny joke he could continuously dig at. You’d tried at first to find out what had happened, you’d asked him on more than one occasion what you’d done that meant he disliked you so much, but he’d made up his mind.

He hated you. So in return you hated him.

It had become an endless cycle of trying to dodge each other at social events and attempting to play nice for Ben's sake but you could feel the elastic band pulling tighter and tighter and you didn't know which end was going to snap first. Would you finally hash it out in a screaming match that would hurt your best friend or would you let him fuck you to let it all out which would also end up hurting Ben? This far down the line either option was looking strong.

You felt a little nauseous about the fact you were on your way to a Halloween party you knew he was at, God knows how many hours spent pretending you didn't want to punch him. Unfortunately for you, Mason was important to Ben and given the fact Ben was your best friend that meant you had to put up with the shitty company he liked to keep. You'd brought up how Mason treated you to Ben a few times but he never really listened, in his eyes, just like everyone else's, Mason could do no wrong. You just hoped one day they'd realise what massive arsehole he was.

"What are you dressed as again?" Ben's voice sounded through your phone, the device pressed between your shoulder and your ear as you handed money over to the cab driver. 

"An angel, how many more times are you gonna ask me? Thank you!" You called to the driver as you opened the cab door, legs already starting to freeze in the night time air. "God it's freezing out here." You had to hold on to the halo headband in your hair for fear the wind would blow it away and you were thankful for how tight your dress was otherwise everyone would be getting a show right now.

"I swear you told me yesterday you bought a police woman's outfit." You could hear shouting in the background and you already knew the flat the party was being held in was going to be heaving when you got up there. But that's what you got for taking so long to get ready.

"I did but it made my tits look weird. I'm downstairs by the way, it is the top floor isn't it?" You tilted your head back to look up at the huge building, trying to figure out which side of the building the party was on.

"Yeah, spilled out on to the roof too."

"Sorry?"

"Joe made sure we had rooftop access. It's insane up here." You tried to focus your vision to the roof and you could just make out a few sparks of light and you could most definitely hear the sound of music. "He's got proper Halloween decorations up."

"Scream isn't gonna jump out at me, is he? Because you know I won't hesitate to stab whoever it is with my keys." You smiled at a man standing outside the building as you headed for the revolving doors, eager for a little bit of warmth. You're kind of mad you didn't bring a jacket now that you know most people are on the roof.

"Can't make any promises. I'm gonna go, okay? Get you a drink before you come up, oh and by the way-" You missed the end of his sentence because of someone screaming on his end but Ben didn't repeat himself, just shouted a goodbye and ended the call. With a huff you jammed your phone back into your purse, making your way passed the reception desk which, considering it was Halloween, was bare.

You made your way over to the lift, hands tugging at the ends of your white dress to pull it further over your bum where it had ridden up on your way out of the car. To be fair you're not even sure you could call it a dress, the material was barely covering all your most important parts, and you knew you were going to face teasing from Ben but you looked good so who was he to judge?

You pressed your finger into the button for the lift, shifting a little in your heels and fixing the halo on your head, smoothing your hair down in the process.

"Don't tell me you dressed up like this for me, sweetheart." Your hands froze in the process of brushing through your hair at the sound of his voice and you drew your eyebrows together, turning to see him smirking a few feet behind you.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." You puffed out a breath as you turned back around to face the lift, cursing whoever it was that made it so you had to see Mason before you'd had at least one bottle of vodka.

"Not even gonna say hello?" He slid up beside you, arm purposely brushing yours and you hated yourself for the way you shivered in response. You ignored him, gaze set straight ahead as you tapped your finger against your elbow. "I'm curious, the angel thing you've got going on, is it part of your game to convince people you're oh so nice and innocent?"

You bit into your cheek, determined not to give him a reaction. You could see him watching you out of the corner of your eye, his gaze sweeping your entire body before settling on your face. You knew you'd have to see Mason at some point tonight, you just weren't prepared to see him the second you arrived when you were still stone cold sober.

"Silent treatment, really? I'm just trying to be friendly, (Y/N)." You finally turned to glare up at him, even in your heels you weren't his height and it made you want to punch him even more. You eyed his costume, or lack of, mouth twisting in a grimace.

"What are you even meant to be?"

"You can't tell?

"You're hardly fucking wearing anything, Mount, no, I can't tell." The lift beeped, the doors sliding open and you sent a pointed look at the boy next to you. "You can wait for the next one."

"Don't be stupid, I'm not waiting." He stepped into the lift and lounged against the far wall, hands in the pockets of his trousers. "Are you getting in or not, sweetheart?" You really didn't want to be trapped in that tiny space with him for even a few moments but you also didn't want to be stood down here for any longer so with a little groan you followed him in, standing as far away from him as possible.

You watched him press the button for the top floor and you briefly wondered if you should just try the stairs but then the doors were closing and the two of you were wrapped up in silence. You could feel his eyes on you and you tried to fight the creeping blush at his close attention. Yes, your mind hated Mason but your body always felt extra attuned to him, you knew he was good looking and you couldn't help but react to that sometimes. That fact only made you hate him more.

The back wall was covered by a mirror and you turned to it, eying your reflection as you pulled a tube of lip gloss from your purse. Mason was still watching you, his gaze following your reflection and you arched you brows at him.

"Were you wanting some of this? I don't think it's your colour to be honest." Mason leant against the mirror so he could look straight at your face, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

"A fireman."

"What?"

"That's what I'm supposed to be, a fireman." You turned to him, gaze sweeping from the boots to the black protective trousers and the suspenders set around nothing. His entire upper body was on display and your eyes snagged on his little happy trail, cheeks turning a little pink even as you glanced away.

"You're a pretty shit fireman." Mason went to open his mouth but his words cut short when the lift jolted, his hand reaching out to steady himself against the wall. Your head tilted to the ceiling, eyes scanning everywhere to see what had happened. "It stopped moving. What did you do?" You made your way over to the wall of buttons, glare evident on your face.

"What do you mean "what did I do"? I obviously didn't break the fucking lift." Mason came up behind you, hand reaching around to press the little intercom.

"You must have leant against the buttons," You whacked his arm away, glowering at how close he'd gotten. "Get away from me, God this really can't be happening."

"(Y/N), I'm trying to get through to someone, stop flapping your arm at me."

"Well stop touching me!"

"I'm not trying to touch you, fucking hell, will you just move out of the way?" Mason nudged you out of the way with his shoulder, pressing his finger down on the intercom. "Hi, uh, the lift is stuck, is there anyone there?" He was met with a silence that made your stomach drop. "Hello? Seriously, come on, there must be someone there. I swear to God if this is part of some sort of joke, it's not funny. Hello?"

You were just pulling your phone from your purse to call Ben's number when static from the intercom filed the small space.

"Hello?" Mason was quick to turn to it, finger pressing against one of the buttons.

"Hi, yeah, uh, why have we stopped?"

"We seem to be having an electrical issue, sir, we're trying to find the problem but we're going to have to ask you to hang tight for a while." You narrowed your eyes at this, arms crossing over your chest.

"Hang tight? What else are we meant to do? We can't exactly go anywhere." Mason sent you a warning look over his shoulder, a look that basically told you to keep your mouth shut.

"Do you know how long we'll be here?"

"Well, we aren't exactly sure, we have someone in the electrics room working on it, we're really sorry for any inconvenience." You leant back against the wall as Mason mumbled a thanks after the man over the intercom promised he'd keep you updated. Of course this could only happen to you, of course it would just so happen to be Mason you'd bumped into on your way up here.

You met his gaze across the small space, more than aware of the fact his earlier teasing attitude had completely disappeared and he was frowning at you from his spot. This was probably the first time you'd been alone together, and it was definitely the first time you'd ever been in a space this close, you had to remind yourself that murdering him in here would most likely get you arrested.

"So, who're you dressed up for?" Mason broke the tense silence, his hands settling in his pockets again.

"I could ask you the same thing. What's with the no shirt thing?" You fought to keep your eyes on his, determined not to give him the satisfaction of looking at his chest.

"I'm supposed to be a sexy fireman."

"I don't think your face got that memo."

"Funny." You rifled in your purse again, busting yourself with applying even more gloss to your lips in hopes of avoiding eye contact with Mason. "I can practically see your arse, y'know." You glanced at him in the mirror.

"Bet that's giving you a school boy boner. Might wanna think about your Gran in the shower." You rubbed your lips together and watched the crease between Mason's eyebrows deepen.

"You're so full of yourself." He practically spat the words, his arms folding over his chest as he moved to settle himself as far away from you as the lift allowed.

"I'm full of myself?" You parroted, eyes narrowing at him because how dare he? You've never in your life met someone as arrogant and self centred as he is and he has the audacity to turn it on to you?

"Do you not hear yourself when you speak? Not every single guy you meet wants you, (Y/N)." You whirled around, face twisting slightly because first of all what the fuck was he talking about and second who was he to talk to you like that?

"When have I ever claimed that they did? I'm pretty sure you're the one who spends nights out flocked by girls just so they can stroke that massive ego of yours." You angrily shoved your lip gloss back into your purse, the air in the lift feeling drastically different all of a sudden.

"It's not my fault that my job attracts women, you're the one who throws yourself at every man you see." You watched Mason's jaw tense, his eyes hard and looking at him you wondered how everyone seemed to think he was nice. Since the first day you'd met him he'd been nothing but rude to you, he constantly tried to belittle you with his stupid cocky comments and you were beyond sick of it.

"You're such a fucking arsehole, you know that? When have you ever seen me throw myself at anyone? We don't go anywhere together for you to see that." You felt an angry flush creep over your body, your mind spinning with the fact that his man who barely even knows you hates you so much for no apparent reason.

"I've heard shit about you, (Y/N), the boys talk you know." Mason had taken a step towards you, his gaze locked on yours, and your heart slammed against your chest at the look on his face.

"What boys? Is this why you hate me? Because you've heard stuff, stuff that probably isn't even true?" You matched his step forward, there wasn't much room in the lift to begin with and now you were pretty much right in his personal bubble.

"I hate you because you always act like you're better than everyone else. You're (Y/N) and you're oh so special and everyone should be falling to their knees for you." You jabbed your finger into his chest.

"Why are you so bothered about people liking me? Just because you have a huge stick up your arse and hate me doesn't mean everyone else does."

"They don't actually like you, (Y/N), you throw yourself at them and they have no other choice." The two of you were so close you could feel the heat coming from him, his cheeks slightly flushed as he glared down at you.

"How many more times are you gonna accuse me of throwing myself at people?"

"Maybe until you realise how pathetic it makes you.

"Is that what this whole thing is about? Because I haven't made a move on you? Maybe if you hadn't been such a wanker to me since the first fucking second we met I might have." You watched a muscle twitch in his jaw.

"See this is what I mean! You just automatically assume every single person you meet wants to be with you!" He shook his head slightly, brows drawn into such a tight frown you're sure it must hurt.

"Why are you pretending you know anything about me or how I act?" Mason puffed out a breath.

"God, for once just shut the fuck up, (Y/N)." You narrowed your eyes, glare matching his and took another step forward.

"Make me." You both realised the weight of your words at the same time and you watched Mason's throat bob on a swallow, his eyes flashing before he closed the gap between you. His hands rose to grip your jaw and you made a soft noise of surprise when he pushed you back against the wall. His kiss was harsh, teeth nipping at your bottom lip and you dropped your purse, wrapping your arms around his neck to yank at his hair.

Mason Mount was kissing you. Actually, fully kissing you and you didn't hate it. There was nothing gentle or caring about the kiss but it sent a thrill through you and had your heart skipping in ways no other man had ever made it before.

"Looks who's throwing themselves at other people now." You teased, nails grazing along his scalp as he pushed his hips against yours. His hand slid to your throat and he squeezed until you bucked into him.

"This doesn't change anything." Mason mumbled, lips moving from your mouth and along your cheek until he could kiss along your jaw. "I still hate you."

"Good, I hate you too."

It was like the words sent a kick through him because his teeth bit softly into the skin of your neck and his hands brushed over your thighs. You felt his fingertips slip beneath the fabric, hands pushing it up until it bunched around your waist and you shivered against him, pulling on his bottom lip.

Mason's fingers toyed with the thin band of your underwear and he pulled it before letting it snap back against your skin, smirking at the gasp you let out into his mouth. He returned one hand to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair to pull it back slightly while his finger grazed over the front of your underwear.

"Pretty eager for someone who supposedly hates me." He pointed out when you pushed against his hand. You opened your eyes to meet his gaze, surprised by the intensity in it.

"It doesn't matter how I feel about you." You kissed him again to stop him from replying, slipping your fingers around his suspenders so you could pull him closer. He was quick to push your underwear to the side, fingers sliding up your slit before pressing against your clit, the barely there pressure still making your blood rush.

Mason reached a little further up to pluck the halo from your head, dropping it to the floor beside your purse.

"I don't really think that's appropriate right now." His voice was low and his eyes were heavy lidded when he gazed down at you. "Did you think the angel costume could make up for how much of bitch you've been?" His words were punctuated with kisses  and you hated yourself in that moment for the way your body reacted more than you hated him for the question.

"Stop talking." Was the only thing you could think of to say but Mason seemed completely fine with that as he turned to kissing your neck, fingers circling your clit until your knees almost buckled. You bit into your lip and let your head fall back against the wall when Mason dropped to his knees in front of you, one hand latching around the back of your knee. He was surprisingly gentle when he hooked your leg over his shoulder, head turning so he could kiss the inside of your thigh.

You could hear your phone buzzing in your purse but all you could focus on was the way Mason’s tongue darted out and flicked over your clit, his fingers digging harshly into your thighs. You let out a soft moan and slid your own fingers through his hair, one hand gripping the back of his head while the other grabbed the railing around the lift for support.

Your mind felt foggy with the way he licked over your clit, lips occasionally wrapping around it as he sucked, his gaze set on yours as he pulled moans and whimpers from you. You felt the tip of his finger nudge against your entrance and your thighs jolted slightly, sharp heel digging into Mason’s bare skin. Mason gave an extra harsh suck to your clit in response.

“Oh-“

“Not so mouthy anymore are we, sweetheart?” Mason buried two of his fingers inside you in one breath, curling them until you let out a soft cry of his name. You pulled at his hair, revelling in the hiss of pain he let out and you gripped your other hand tighter around the pole, your legs starting to feel shaky.

“Mason-“ The sound of static interrupted your breathy moan of his name and it turned into a yelp of surprise.

“Hello, sir? The lift is about to start moving again, we’ve temporarily fixed the issue but it’ll be out of use once you leave.” The man’s voice filling out the tight space felt like a harsh slap to the face and you were quick to push Mason away from you, cheeks burning as you fixed your underwear and pulled your dress back down.

“Oh my God.”

“Sir?” Mason looked dazed for a second, his own cheeks tinted a soft pink, lips pouty and wet but he suddenly snapped out of it at the look of horror on your face and his stoic expression returned. He hastily moved over to the intercom, completely avoiding your gaze as he spoke into it and you couldn’t help the wave of embarrassment and nausea that rolled over you as you grabbed your purse and the halo, awkwardly putting it back on your head.

Your entire body was tingling and you wanted to cry over the fact you weren’t sure if you wanted to jump Mason or slap him because he’d touched you and you’d liked it. You always thought there was underlying tension between the two of you but you felt humiliated over the fact you’d actually let him kiss you despite the fact he’d told you he hated you.

“(Y/N)-“

“Don’t.” You refused to meet his eyes, gaze trained on the buttons that had finally lit back up as the lift jolted back to life. “We’re gonna leave here and we’re gonna pretend none of that happened okay? None of it. If anyone asks we spent the whole time ignoring each other.” Relief flooded through you at the thought of getting out and all you wanted now was to wash the memory of Mason’s hands on you away with a bottle of vodka.

The lift shuddered to a stop again but this time the doors started to slide open and the sound of music and laughter filtered through. You finally lifted your gaze to Mason’s to see he was already watching you, that familiar glare back.

“Forget it all, Mount. Nothing happened.”

“Seriously? We’re really gonna play this game again?” He sounded angry, angrier than he’d ever sounded but you caught the undertone of hurt in his voice as confusion at his words washed over you. Again? At your lack of response Mason scoffed. “Y’know what, fine, whatever you want, (Y/N). You just proved exactly what I meant about how stuck up you are.”

With that he stormed out of the lift, hair still a complete mess and disappeared down the hallway. You were left staring after him, eyebrows drawn together, skin still tingling. You had no idea what game he was talking about, you’d never spent enough time with Mason to establish any games but you had no time to think too hard about his words because Ben was coming towards you.

“Oh I think you’ve pissed Mase off beyond measure tonight, he’s gone straight for the whisky, what did you do?”

[nebulanewts]

Well,here I am posting about LL news again,this time w/ the new Hasunosora / Link! Like! Love Live! gals :] since we now have more information on them bc of this stream that happened earlier

Here’s their 2d art! From what I saw in the stream,it seems like they’ll have 3D models in the game which is,,to be expected but still a little odd,I like the art style,it’s different but still kind of Love Live-y if that makes sense?? Anyways,here’s their names and my general first impressions of their personalities so far

From left to right:

Hinoshita Kaho - 1st year,yellow image color,overall from what I can tell is the genki leader but in a kind of Chika / Kanon mix kind of way?? It feels weird to compare new idols with older generations,but idk how else to put it she’s cheerful and positive but is also slightly more reserved if that makes sense…I also thought that she might like flower arrangement / might come from a family that owns a flower arranging business OR just likes flowers idk I might have misunderstood it somehow but she might

Otomune Kozue - 2nd year,mint / teal image color,kind of a ojou-sama type?? Which idk if we’ve really had before besides maybe Maki? Idk but she’s very reserved and calm,Kaho seems to look up to her a lot and she teases Kaho a bit back about not studying bc she takes studying and idol practicing,but yeah I think their dynamic is rlly cute so far

Murano Sayaka - 1st year,blue image color and oh my god she’s BABY!!!! Potentially one of my favorites out of these girls,she’s a little softer and shy (??) but she wants to try her best!! Yes I’m biased bc idol characters like her are usually the ones that become my favorites,but listen she’s just so CUTE ok like her design,her personality,her VOICE all of it is great (+ also she’s really good at figure skating which from what we know fits her super well plus she might know Tsuzuri from figure skating?? Idk)

Yugiri Tsuzuri - 2nd year,red image color and I literally said to myself “guess we gotta have a tbh creature girl every generation now” fndjdj there’s no other way to describe her I also like her a lot so far,she’s mysterious and quiet but also kind of silly and has a lot of gap moe…sort of like more mature Rina,idk how else to put it she’s rlly cute and again her + Sayaka have a super cute dynamic like they both help each other out of their shells in a way?? But Sayaka also spoils her a lot and reveals this less serious side to her too,I like it a lot also her voice sounds similar to Moca from Bandori which I think is nice

Osawa Rurino - 1st year,pink image color and well…we got our Nico / Kasumi / Natsumi type,she’s super energetic and a little bit smug?? Calls herself Ruri,uses a lot of English and knows a lot about idols or at least wanting to make people happy through being an idol,she also gets teased a lot + is childhood friends w/ the next girl which is very cute,she also…really likes tokusatsu type shows?? That’s kind of interesting chdjdj maybe I heard that wrong

Fujishina Megumi - 2nd year,gray image color and I lied,SHE is my favorite so far like…she’s a little calmer but also pretty upbeat ; She also seems to know a lot about idols,fashion and wanting to spread happiness through being an idol,plus also apparently isn’t good at studying (which…is a mood) and again,is Rurino’s childhood friend + understands her the most bc of this,listen the moment she said “Hi-Megu!” that’s when I decided she was already my favorite ok dndjdj

That being said,I’m pretty excited for these girls now that we know a little more about them! I look forward to knowing even more soon :] also it seems like the characters stream in the game?? So there WILL be a story in the game and we don’t have to like. Figure out the story through them talking about it while playing a game or something which is good cndjdj also a lot of people are saying the gameplay is similar to Uma Musume or Idolmaster which I can see why but yeah it’s definitely unique compared to the other series / games but we will see,it looks pretty fun and interesting so far

[lilietsblog]

so whenever Russian characters crop up in American/English-speaking media theres a very noticable thing where writers v often dont understand patronymics and full names.

Now, there’s two gradations of “full name” that are in use here. There is the “FIO” full name, or SGP perhaps (surname, given name, patronymic), and there is the full given name.

As an example, let’s take Ivanov Ivan Ivanovich.

Ivanov is the surname. You can tell bc of hte -ov suffix at the end. (Not the only one possible but a pretty decent indication something is a surname when it is there)

Ivan is the given name. You can tell bc Russian has a set (an expansive one) of given names and this is one of them, one of the most historically popular at that.

Ivanovich is the patronymic, it can be translated as “son of Ivan”. You can tell bc of the “ovich” suffix. There is also “evich” and for at least one name just “ich”. Colloquially they will also get shortened into just “ych” making the variation “Ivanych”. (”Y” is the letter used for transliteration of a sound that doesn’t exist in English but is considered fairly close to “i’)

To be clear, “Ivanov Ivan Ivanych” is the exact same person as “Ivanov Ivan Ivanovich”, this is hte exact same name, the only thing that changes is how formal the speaker is being about it.

Female suffixes are “evna” and “ovna”. Anna Petrovna, Anna Fadeevna. There is also “ichna” for at least one name and an antiquated “ishna” which is the colloquial alternative in some cases. Anna Fadeevna = Anna Fadeishna. This IS antiquated tho.

Coming back to our Ivanov Ivan Ivanovich, this is the “FIO” form of his name, the way it will be put on formal documents that require one’s full name. The “Ivan Ivanovich Ivanov” form is also acceptable, its just not the order you write on documents in. The patronymic (Ivanovich) always comes after the full given name (Ivan), the surname can be stuck on either side of that.

The traditional respectful address to someone you know is the full given name + patronymic. Ivan Ivanovich! Could you come over here? It’s used with plural/formal “you”. This form is also becoming obsolete in recent years but if you’re writing mid-20th-century or characters of middle age+ Ivan Ivanovich is the name to go.

(Note the difference from the address + surname form in English: Dr. Smith or Mr Smith etc. In Russian this form does not exist except several centuries back or in very very impersonal century back “citizen Ivanov” that like a policeman would use to address you. Not anyone you actually know personally. Schoolchildren will often not know their teachers’ surnames because they are all Ivan Ivanovich to them.)

Now I keep saying “Ivan” is the FULL given name. The short given name from “Ivan” is “Vanya”. This is a set linguistic fact - the set of given names in Russian is factually two linked sets, a set of full given names and a set of short given names. Some short given names can  be short from several full given names, some full given names can have several short names (a person will usually pick one to use). A short given name doesn’t go anywhere on formal documents. It just follows from your full given name naturally, like conjugation. Some full given names (Gleb, Oleg, Diana, Vera) are short enough to be used as short given names too and so don’t realy have assigned short counterparts. In fact Vera can be both a full name on its own - Ivanova Vera Ivanovna - and short for Veronica - Ivanova Veronica Ivanovna.

Short names are formed through a variety of rules. There are basic requirements for the form they take as a result though. Full given names can have “complicated” consonant pairs together: Dmitriy, Aleksandr, Pavla, Anna. Short names are “simple” will almost always go consonant-vowel. Dmitriy -> Dima, Aleksandr -> Sasha, Alik or Shura (don’t ask how that last one happened, it’s a miracle of absurdity, but it’s one of the traditional shortenings), Pavla -> Pasha (well, Pavla is a rare name, you hear Pasha and you usually assume Pavel, the male name), Anna -> Anya. (”y” is not a consonant here, “ya” is a vowel sound English doesnt really have)

(As an exception to the consonant-vowel rule, when there’s a consonant pair the second of which is “l” it’s usually kept together in the short name - it’s just very simple to the Russian ear / tongue. Vladislav - Vlad or Slava, for example)

Often a name will be formed fully from the syllables / consonants of the full name, give or take changing the last vowel to the gender neutral “a”/”ya” (It will either be “a”/”ya” or a consonant). Vladimir -> Vlad, Ruslana -> Lana, Tatiana -> Tanya, Anna -> Anya, Katerina -> Katya, Dmitriy -> Dima or Mitya, Ivan -> Vanya. And then there’s the “sha” suffix tacked on as the second syllable: Pavel -> Pasha, Natalia -> Natasha or Tasha, Daria -> Dasha, Aleksandr -> Sasha, etc.

So long as they conform to these rules, you can kind of make them up. Though considering the whole of history, you’re not super likely to make up something that hasn’t been made up before you. Anna historically speaking turns into Anya, Nyura, Nyusha... -shudders-

So how are short names actually used?

As an implication of familiarity/subordination, that’s how. For the weebs in the audience, you know the ‘-chan’ suffix in Japanese? Kind of exactly like that. Japanese has more nuances, but generally if you wouldn’t call someone -chan, you shouldn’t call them by their short name. (Unless they specifically asked you to, but I think that’s a thing in Japanese too)

Short names are never paired with patronymics. The steps of formality in address are basically “Ivan Ivanovich” => “Ivan” => “Vanya”.

(There’s also formal you, so to be completely clear: “Ivan Ivanovich” (formal you) => “Ivan” (formal you) => “Vanya” (formal you) => “Vanya” (informal you). If someone is getting called their full given name + informal you, it’s either implying antiquity - pre 20th century - or they’re using their full given name as their short given name.)

You call your children and siblings by short names. You call your friends by short names. You MIGHT call your employees, especially if they are sufficiently young, or if you’ve known them for a long time and the “familiarity” part applies, by short names.

SHORT NAMES ARE NOT FORMAL. This is important. Nobody has “Natasha” written in their passport (unless I guess they were making new documents in America or something from scratch and didn’t use any old ones as basis of establishing idenity so could make up whatever. It’s still weird! It’s like having “Johnny-boy” written in your passport!)

SHORT NAMES ARE OFTEN GENDERED BUT YOU CANNOT TELL HOW WITHOUT KNOWING THE CORRESPONDING FULL NAME. “Pasha” and “Misha” are both male names becaus they are short from “Pavel” and “Mikhail”. Of course you could have a Pavla or a Mikhaila, but the former is very rare and the latter is probably a foreign Mykaila Russianified or something. In these cases it’s usually considered normal to assume gender, even if there’s a tiny chance you could be wrong.

PATRONYMICS ARE NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES INTERCHANGEABLE WITH SURNAMES. You have the same surname as your family members, but if you have the same patronymic, either you’re siblings or there are multiple people with the same given name in your immediate family, which is slightly odd. A patronymic is formed from your father’s name by unambiguous and definite rules. Foreign names can be turned into patronymics easily. (Though kids of foreign citizens can get whatever their parents want on their birth certificate - patronymic by the rules of one of the parents’ home country, no patronymic at all, whatever) Surnames are surnames and work the same way they work anywhere else.

PATRONYMICS AND SURNAMES ARE NOT CONNECTED IN ANY WAY WHATSOEVER. Any surname goes with any patronymic same as it goes with any given name. Except for the obvoius “statistically likely to be from the same culture” part. (Your “Russian” character could have Georgian, Ukrainian, Armenian, Lithuanian, Bielorussian, Kazakh, Tatar descent, descent from any number of indigenous cultures on the territory of Russia that I personally never heard about until I started translating documents in high amounts and stumbling upon them. Russia is an empire!) But even that’s just statistics - you could have a Tsukino Farha Bogdanovna and I’d just go “that’s a fascinating family history right there”.

GOOGLE RUSSIAN GIVEN NAMES, DON’T MAKE THEM UP. And pay attention if something is marked as “diminutive” - that means it’s a short name, and it will not be used on formal documents or in conjunction with a patronymic. Go for the name it’s diminutive for and just have the character ask everyone to use their short name if you want - it’s trendy these days.

There’s all kinds of fuckery going on with name use on the margins - some old people will call their close friends the “patronymic + informal you” construction. (Actually it’s a “Russian babushka” stereotype that actually exists within the culture. And if anyone ever uses the “short name + patronymic” form irl it’s this category of people, though I’d imagine only in third person) Some bosses or even teachers will invite their students to call them by their short name (I am so deeply uncomfortable with this). Age is often the difference between a Vanya and an Ivan Ivanovich in the same situation.

All patronymics and a good share of surnames conjugate by gender! “Ivanov” and “Ivanova” are the exact same surname, but a guy will have the former writen in their documents and a gal would have the latter. If you legally change your gender that letter changes too. (No, there’s no gender neutral form. Some surnames, like those ending in -enko, just don’t do this, but those that do are at all times one or the other) I guess expatriates a couple of generations down could have whatever going on, but if you have an actually-born-in-Russia “Ivanova Ivan Ivanovna” that means “Ivan” is a girl with a male name for some fucking reason. Name gendering is just tradition, patronymic gendering is grammar. (And if you have an “Ivanova Ivan Ivanovich” that’s just someone making a typo) (Maybe our hypothetical Ivanova Ivan Ivanovna transitioned and liked her birth name so much, she decided to not even go for Ivanna or something else plausible, Ivan or bust. Officials would probably just shrug and go with it lmao)

Oh, and in less formal lists and situations, surname + short given name is a classical combination. When I call my grandboss, surname + short given name is how I introduce myself, because I’m much younger and much subordinate so short name it is, but she’s under no obligation to identify me from my given name so surname it is. (To people who I expect to remember my name but who weren’t expecting me to call, just surname is good, but to people who can connect my surname with my identity but probably don’t remember my given name immediately & exactly from that, giving also the form of given name they address me by is the reasonable person thing to do)

If I were introducing myself in the “Hi! I’m Tsukino Usagi!” anime intro format, I’d go for “Short given name + surname”. Short name is usually the one people think of as their personal identity as it’s whatt their close circle will have been calling them for their entire life, and ACTUALLY it’s normal for the surname to come after the given name. In a book citation of “famous doctor X did Y” they will probably be “famous doctor fullgivenname-patronymic-surname”. For a Russian speaker, switching between Japanese name order and English name order is not a difficulty, but we WILL be distressed by not being able to tell which is which and therefore which it is on sight )=

MARVEL COMICS WALL OF SHAME

- Natasha Alianovna Romanova. First, “Romanov” is not a common surname, it’s the surname of the royal family, it’s like a random English guy being called “Tudor”. Well, it’s plausible, it IS formed by the classic “common given name + -ov” rule, but Roman isn’t even that common a name (and not exactly Russian), and... well. It’s just weird. I don’t think there’s good chances for it to have come into existence as such historically WHEN IT WAS THE RULING FAMILY SURNAME. Second! Natasha is a short name! She should be Natalia/Natalya! Third... I mean I will not say Alian is not an existing male name, and I won’t even say it’s not used in any cultures that exist within Russia, but if they were aiming for “common Russian male name” they missed 180 degrees.

- Ilyana Rasputin. First, -in is a suffix that makes this surname adjective-ish, meaning it conjugates by gender, meaning she is RASPUTINA. Her brother is Rasputin. She is Rasputina. Second, again, I have heard of exactly one (1) guy with this surname, and it’s the same guy you’re thinking of right now. It is in no way, shape or form common, or reasonable to give to a character without making it a plot point. Third, Ilyana is not a Russian name that exists. Ilya is a male name, but there’s no female form. FOURTH, I distinctly remember reading a comic where she was calling her brothers “Piotr” and “Mikhail”. That’s their full names! I mean bonus points for actually finding the full names this time, but it’s extremely weird for their LITTLE SIBLING to use them! They should be Petya and Misha as far as her own speech is concerned!

P.S. “All Night Laundry” is a fantastic webcomic, but “Grandimir” is not a real name, “Grand” is not a Russian word root and will not be used in a name this way, you’re looking for “Velimir” or somethng (though that’s, like, a thousand years antiquated). Also while both the uncle and the nephew having the “Petrovich” patronymic is not that odd, Petr is not THAT rare a name and maybe their brother/father was Petr Petrovich... considering we never learn their surname, I seriously suspect the writer just confused a patronymic with a surname. Also, naming their dog the same name crosses the line into slightly weird. Who names a dog after their father? This is actually what prompted this...

[bonesandthebees]

glass analysis time!!! it’s been a while for me!

people comparing it to deadnaming are SO CLOSE but instead of considering the context they project onto the POV character in “real time” and miss the point completely. bc to me it came across as the opposite of deadnaming.

when i first read ch 9, the way you described tommy using wilbur’s name and the way the story was going so far, i actually found it comparable to when someone starts using a the right name/pronouns, bc using new pronouns, even if they’re the right ones, can feel super weird at first bc you’re not used to hearing it and bc of internalized transphobia. but there’s a part of you that thrills at hearing it and the more you hear it the more right it sounds and hearing your name becomes something euphoric rather than dysphoric or apathetic. (obviously i know that this is not a universal trans experience, but i’ve seen other people talk about it so it seems at least somewhat common)

this is where my mind went based on your descriptions, especially when tommy asks wil if any part of him recognizes his name and the “bird in a cage in his chest” perks up

like, wil has literally had his personhood denied and been conditioned to believe it’s right and him and many others believe it is bc of the notion that religion should never be questioned, both by its own people bc it demonstrates a “lack of faith” (is an effective way to control people) and by people not affiliated w the religion bc of “respecting others’ religion”

how many people have experienced something similar in real life??? quite a few it seems. and in my experience, these people tend to not respond well to being told by someone else who they are, even (and especially) if it’s true.

plus, similar to wil coming to terms w the abuse he faced in stars, it can really hard for abuse victims to acknowledge that they’ve been abused, bc if the illusion of control and all that.

(kids will complain about having to explain why the curtains are blue then turn around and not understand a very obvious unreliable narrator in a detailed, intentionally-written piece of MINECRAFT ROLEPLAY FANFICTION. i don’t wanna say “touch grass” but maybe at least pay attention in english class???)

anyways i’m loving the story so far and can’t wait to see where you take it!!!! thank you so much!!!

- 💜

PURPLE HEART ANON!! <333

honestly I didn't have that exact experience in mind when I was coming up with the concept of the name thing, but it fits SO well. he's been told for so many years now that he shouldn't have a name. he's dedicated himself fully to that belief in order to cope with his entire situation, that it feels wrong to hear his name! but he stills recognizes it as his. even after all these years, there's a part of him buried deep down that wants to hear it even if he tries to deny it

also yes!! like stars!wilbur, it's gonna be so hard for glass!wilbur to accept the fact that he was abused by a religious institution! the faith he's been forced to accept and dedicate his entire being to has hurt him in unimaginable ways that's not gonna be an easy thing for him to just realize and accept.

god that should be my new tagline. "I'm not gonna say touch grass but please pay attention in english class" i'm losing my shit that's me at so many of the comments I get

please it's an unreliable narrator guys just cmon use your heads-

thank you so much purple heart anon!! so glad you enjoyed!!

[yandere-sins]

Hello~☆ Here for my thoughts on your blog and it's actually the perfect timing bc I've been thinking on whether or not to tell you smth. That something being...

How grateful I am for you!💜!💜!💜! Like, I think you're one of the first yandere blogs that opened my eyes and really pulled me into this special hell. I like how you...stay in character? Might sound weird since you'd think that's the standard but it's just what I noticed. Like, they way you write characters is very much believable. And the way you write is also just so easy to read, digest and pops like a Nimm 2 candy. It was also kinda surprising to know that you're also German bc of how fluently and well you write but also bc it just feels very smth distinct I can't describe to know that there's smn who's also into this fucked up shit in the same country as me.

Anyways, I love your stuff and I owe you my life 🤗 take responsibility for what you've done to me

Late replies, but thanks everyone who sent something in! I’ll go through it now ^-^

Thank you! I am really glad that I’m still able to keep up making the characters feel believable despite distorting their personalities! I’ve always tried to stay as much in-character as possible with my fanfiction, and I try to grab what I can for yandere and build on it (or wreck it hehe)!

I know that I make a lot of mistakes still, but I’m glad that it seems like non-primary english speakers are still able to read it! I think that’s already an achievement in itself :D You’d be surprised, though, how many Germans I got to know via my blogs, so you’re definitely not alone with whatever your preferences are! And I don’t think there’s anything wrong with enjoying what’s enjoyable for you personally :3 I’m glad that I’m able to give you the immersive experience through yandere in writing that makes you feel a lot of things!

Thank you for sharing and I hope you get to enjoy a lot more stories in the future!! ♥

I can’t take responsibility for your life tho, pls have mercy I can hardly manage my own x’D

It’s never too late, thank you for reaching out ♥

With the concepts, it’s a lot like with the characters, where you set on a completely normal, harmless point and then just drag it down to hell. It’s just practice I’d say! Nevertheless, thank you for your kind words and support! It means a lot to hear you say these things about my stories, especially when I try (even when I’m struggling at times), to present them the way you just described! I hope you’ll enjoy a lot more of my stories in the future :3

Welcome back! I’m glad to hear from you again ^-^

(POV and perspective are both okay to use, no worries! :D) Thank you so much for your insight! I’m sure you noticed I’ve been trying different POVs lately, and from different people, so I’m glad you found them all enjoyable regardless! I definitely want to do more yandere pov in the future, especially with the prison project still running (I think that would put a very different, interesting light on things >:3), but sometimes I get insecure and just hope it’s not too difficult to read as a reader who might not be able to relate. But I’m glad you don’t seem to have a problem with that! :D More power to you!!

Reblogs are definitely the best form of support, even for older works! Oftentimes I see someone reblogging a piece from a while ago and suddenly it gains notes again! Tumblr algorithm is crazy sometimes, but it of course makes me really happy to see that my old writing gets another chance at life ^-^

As for the OC content, I will admit that has slacked a little. Rhys is mostly finished and I think a lot of people don’t really know him since he’s quite old, but I have one more general headcanon request for him which I will do (hopefully soon). I don’t think Atreo will be featured in the upcoming MerMay again but I am still working on plotting out the story, so who knows! However, it’ll feature three new OCs so... that’s something xD As for the Alien Project, which is not only hosting my OC but also other people’s OCs, that’s probably the best bet for OC content! The next time I get to write about it, we’ll get some more Azazel action at least, so that’s something to look forward to!

Otherwise, I hope you’ll enjoy the semi-oc’s I sometimes write about, and who will keep popping up here and there, but I don’t have any more planned aside from the mentioned above yet, sorry >-< Maybe the next time, we’ll switch things up and get a darling OC where we are the yandere? Who knows, but I think that could be fun as well ^-^

Stay safe & healthy as well, and thank you for checking in ♥