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I'm not tagging this because the tags are just me rambling about my thoughts on what a says here. I guess it could be t/w/c critical? But barely I think lol.
#i was gonna put it on the same post as the other#but it didn't fit#and i'm going to ramble a bit in these tags#i still don't know how i feel about this scene#the kiss itself? love it#i don't think a is above sharing a ~moment~#but the âi cannot allow you to fall in love with meâ is...huh?#why would you say that? what kind of sense does that make?đ#the thing that solidified my confusion at having a say that was the scene with the detective's bff - specifically if it's n#a will tell n this:#âbut loveâŚit is a weakness in my armour. i cannot allow that. if someone were to find that weakness and exploit it...â#âyou know I have experienced that once already.â#and THAT makes sense#a's desire to be a knight is what shifted their duties to their sister#and a's love for her - for their family - is what feuled them into challenging the lord who then kills them all#so a repressing their emotions and being almost fearful of their love for the detective and their desire to be with them#makes sense as the reason why a pushes the detective away#so wouldn't saying âi cannot allow myself to fall in love with youâ align with that more?#during my first read of b3 i thought it was a typo lol#but then i saw that there's an option where the detective can say âthis is just flirting and what comes next would just be a kissâ#thats paraphrasing of course#but yeah the detective can basically go âits not that deepâđ#so a saying that was on purpose and i don't really understand why#i mean obviously they think they aren't worthy of the detective's love#but idk man it just feels weird to međ#i'm adjusting it in my mind ngl otherwise zuri would back way off#because she isn't quite there yet lmao she knows she has feelings but she isn't calling it love rn#her response would just be her on the defense and deflecting and downplaying#which sucks because she's completely down for a moment at that point#it hurts more than she expects but she's down because she also thinks he shouldn't fall in love with her
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WIP WEDNESDAY
The people have been reacting well to cunty dame so have some more :)
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All this to say â Nicky leaving was putting a major crimp in Dameâs lifestyle. She plucked a glass of champagne off a tray, taking a long sip and surveying the room from her perch near the window. Tia and Kam were deep in conversation next to the food table, while Nicky â as the guest of honor â was in the middle of the room, surrounded by a gaggle of their coworkers.
Kam walked over a moment later, a small plate of hors dâĹuvres in hand. âSo, are you planning to go talk to your girlfriend?â She asked conversationally.
Dame rolled her eyes, plucking a canapĂŠ off of her best friendâs plate and popping it into her mouth. âNickyâs not my girlfriend.â
âTry telling her that,â Kam retorted, giving Nicky a polite wave and a smile. Nicky smiled back at her before turning her gaze to Dame, smile softening.
âShe knows,â Dame said. âIâve told her. Iâm not the girlfriend type. Itâs just a bit of fun, nothing more.â
âYeah well, the trail of brokenhearted girls you leave behind shows that well enough,â Kam shoved her playfully.
Dame pursed her lips to hide her smile. âYouâre just jealous,â she teased, finishing off her champagne flute and stepping forward to greet Nicky who had made her way over.
Dame leaned over, placing a ghost of a kiss on each of her cheeks. âNicky,â she murmured. âLovely party. Shame it's goodbye.â
âIt doesnât have to be. You could come back to Paris with me.â Nicky looked up at her hopefully.
Dame plucked another flute of champagne off the tray of a passing server, letting out a noncommittal hum as she looked away, meeting eyes with the Spanish woman who worked in reception, flashing her a wink and a smile. âBetter not, Iâm quite enjoying London,â she said flippantly.
#can you tell Iâm having fun :)#also I wrote this on my phone in the parking lot between choir and work so if thereâs typos shut up#obviously unedited#but Iâm enjoying it#also I really need to come up with a name for this story#like I canât just keep calling it cunty dame au#cunty dame au#lol#my writing#wip Wednesday#work in progress Wednesday#kam Hugh#Nicky doll#La grande dame#Iâm not gonna tag her but the unnamed Spanish woman is arantxa#for visualization purposes#anyways enjoy :)#pls lmk your thoughts I live and die by peoples reactions to my writing#also I need to figure out what everyone is wearing hm I should do that soon#also Iâm trying so hard to show more stuff for people who can visualize stuff in their heads#pls tell me if itâs working#am I on the right track#I canât picture stuff so I always forget to explain things in a way that helps people who can bc it feels so irrelevant to me lmao
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the stobin bathroom scene is literally sacred to me and the scoops troop dynamic is <3 I complain endlessly about how the soviet storyline was implemented but the character side of things is perfect to me...adding in yet another character is so not fun for me bc they are not adding anything particularly interesting usually just sexual tension with Steve and it's usually undermining the dynamics I do care about..ppl should consider adding Eddie to like . j/ncy s3 scenes instead
GODS SAME like... fighting russians under the mall is so incredibly stupid but i love the scoops troop scenes and dynamics SO MUCH. and yeah like whenever people add another character they always want them to get captured with steve and robin (or instead of robin which like i said in my tags.... n o).
like ig there are ways you could add another person if you keep them with erica and dustin (ive done it twice for specific aus that arent published yet) but like not only does it fuck with the stobin dynamic if you have the extra person captured with stobin, but also.... each of them have a door what are you expecting a third person to do?? it makes more sense for if there is a third teen/adult for them to stay and "protect" the kids anyway like you dont need to give them torture trauma too.
its funny bc i really do love the like, actual mall aspects of eddie working at a music store and becoming friends with them/flirting with steve, but i dont need him to then join the scoops troop when the upside down shit comes knocking. i swear people love to use eddie to screw up the stobin dynamic. (another pet peeve is every s3 au where for some reason? robin and eddie are already best friends? and like gang up on steve? like just bc they're queer does not automatically mean they are going to be bffs. its pretty significant to robins character that she also seems to be kind of a loner just like steve.)
and honestly YEAH theres literally three other plotlines going on that you can add characters like eddie or others too? have them get chased and traumatized thru the hospital. have them trying to corral five 14 year olds while they try to capture and then escape a possessed billy hargrove. i think it would be very funny to throw someone in with the jopper group and have them have to fifth wheel jopper and the murray/alexei duos.
hell, make up a hellfire member who has been flayed and that eddie is trying to figure out why theyre acting so weird, and have him follow them to starcourt or st! like some of those people just fucking walked away in the middle of convos during that one scene dfifjgsdigs there are so many fun things people could do to add characters to the group and yall wanna mess with the scoops troop dynamic?
#stobin#scoops troop#platonic stobin#stregoniconiconii#ive added chrissy and barb in scoops troop out of like necessity in aus before bc barb goes thru the vents in the age swap au#but sticks with dustin and erica in when stobin gets captured#and then in cheerleader steve au chrissy is part of scoops troop#but her plot hinges on her being with dustin and erica when they break stobin out lol#its where alll her trauma comes from#conversely in my steve/tommy/carol au carol is a candy striper at the hospital during the flayer attack#and tommy gets essentially kidnapped dustin & steve style by el and max early on in their billy investigation#sorry not to ramble in my own tags but i put wayyy too much thought into my aus to be like how do i get folks involved in s3 WITHOUT FUCKIN#UP STOBIN#asks#fandom wank#i wanna tag this steddie for my organizational purposes but if i put this in the tag someone is gonna be mad at me arent they lol#also sorry if there are a bunch of typos im on my laptop but dont have my contacts in rn
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hi, it's me. the fic writer that uses culturally-specific idioms in a very different cultural time setting and keeps confusing words like reign and rein. this is my story.
#kkglinka if you see this i salute your willpower for still being supportive even tho i KNOWWW it must get on your nerves LMFAO#the idioms thing tho i am conscious of it probably half the time but i'm like whatever cuz 1. it's fanfic & 2. prose & character voice >>>>#also if the characters are not speaking english but im writing in english then everything's a translation anyway#so that'd mean translating/localising expressions into ones the intended audience will understand#i toe the line a looooot when it comes to this in my novel wip as well cuz for all intents and purposes the charas SHOULD be speaking malay#but since im writing in english i do have to localise a lot of things do you get me#thinking about that book that went âi have to worldbuild my own cultureâ. i cant remember the book tho#whoops im going on a tangent#anyway#the whole mixing up words thing though i have no excuse for its just bcs i AM an idiot who doesnt proofread and im too lazy to find a beta#which is also why i have a bunch of typos in all my fics WHOOPS#this is Not a vaguepost btw! this is just me rambling and thinking thoughts in my own space like writing in my diary with glitter pen etc#also i Dont think they were even talking abt my fics in particular cuz i know it's v common among lots of fics (+idk if they read my stuff)#BUT i know i am very very guilty of doing this so. LOL#anywayssss!!!!#shut up haydar#on writing.log
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why can't i have a dad that's nice to me
#they hurt me in different ways but they both hurt me#my stepfather continues to do/say things that hurt me & im essentially not allowed to call him out#it gets absolutely nowhere bc he doesnt care to listen. he also sometimes intentionally triggers me#(obviously talking abt car-related topics is very difficult for me but hell bring that stuff up on purpose bc#'you need to know whats going on in the world!! you cant just keep your head in the sand!!' like shut the entire fuck up.#you dont get to trigger me KNOWING YOURE DOING IT and then expect me to be cool#and you ESPECIALLY do not get to be pissed AT ME when i have a panic attack as a result#my life would improve dramatically w/out him in it & that kills me. two dads & neither of them are decent.#but i think what kills me abt my stepdad was that he DID love me & cared abt my interests. he tried to get to know me. he was kind.#i had a good dad. and all of a sudden he became not even a shell of that person. that person simply did not exist anymore.#i hate it. i hate HIM. but it wasnt always that way and it hurts to remember that.#trauma vent#actuallyabused#actuallytraumatized#hes a big part of why i basically feel guilty for existing as a human being w needs#and a big part of why my self-directed internalized ableism is so bad. im working to improve that though. its just rlly hard#esp since i still live w him#oh also a fix for a typo up there: i am sensitive to CSA-RELATED topics not car-related topics lmfao#although his driving does scare me lol!!!#milo murmurs
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First born Headcannons! Multi/Fem!Afab! Reader - Angel, Colossus, Nightcrawler, Gambit OKAY FUCK I don't know what came over me it just happened okay??? This whole thing started thinkin about colossus and a lil baby and then I was thinking about Warren taking the nightshift with his own baby and I spiraled from there. Warren's is like twice as long as everyone elses my bad yall. If there are any typos don't make fun of me ill fix them tomorrow I'm so tired lol TWs: Childbirth mentioned (Not described tho), Babies, wholesome shit. I know that some of these characters have had kids in the comics and that these hcs may be ooc, but I do not care lol. Little bit of anxiety and panic, but everything is okay.
Warren Worthington
Warren is such a dad. I don't even know how to describe it. Like, he's not as effortlessly fatherly like Piotr is, but once he has a kid he's devoted to making sure this kid gets all the emotional, physical, and financial support they would ever need.
He had such a rocky childhood with his own dad, so he hates the idea of his child ever going through the same sort of thing.
He might be a little clueless with the actual baby things, like when to feed, how to dress, and what to feed his little one, but he does take diaper duty as his sole purpose in life. He does adjust for the things he lacks though, and gradually adjusts to be better at them!
He's strangely good with babies, even before he had his own! There's just something about him that makes them stop crying. He's also an expert at nap times.
    Itâs an early weekday afternoon. The sun is shining through the blinds in warm golden rays, the sink clean and the dishwasher running. Thereâs a click once the message on the answering machine stops playing, and you have an uncertain frown on your face as you take it all in.
    The house is silent, brightly decorated with pictures of your close friends lining the walls of the hallway. The sounds of your husband quietly shushing your infant son gradually become easier to hear when you reach the cracked door of the nursery, pushing it open as quietly as you can.
    Warrenâs back is facing you, fluffy wings almost glowing where the sunrays touch his feathers. Your newborn is sleeping in his arms, napping after a lunchtime bottle. Heâs bouncing the baby just slightly, and you swear you can see his smile without ever having to see his face. Itâs a sweet moment you want to crystalize in your memories. You lean against the doorway, smiling just as bright as youâre sure he is.
    "Hi~" You say sweetly after a moment. You were right. Warrenâs happy smile is bright and blinding when he turns to look at you.
    "Hey," He says quickly, lifting your sleeping son so that you can see him better. "Hi Mama, say hi Mama!" Warren whispers as he lifts the babyâs pudgy little hand to wave at you. You canât help but giggle, walking forward to kiss both of them on their cheeks- your little one not stirring from his nap. You take a breath afterward, leaning against his side as you debate telling him.
    âSomething wrong?â Warren asks, one of his wings stretching out to wrap around your side and pull you closer to him. Normally you giggle, but today you bite your lip, unsure.
    "Your dad called." Your words are soft when you say it, and Warren immediately laughs in a way that sounds more like a scoff.
    âHis secretary, you mean.â Warren attempts to correct, and his joking tone makes you frown a little, rubbing his upper arm in an attempt to be soothing.
    âNo, not her, honey.â Warren stays silent after you say it, his brow furrowing as his face turns into a reflection of confusion and sadness. You can see the conflict as he turns the words over in his head, cooing and shushing your son back to sleep when he starts to stir a little, feeling the atmosphere shift.Â
    â...what did he want?â He asks, voice low and quiet.
    âHe left a message on the answering machine if you want to listen to it.â You tell him. âHe, well⌠He wants to meet his grandson.â Warren scoffs at that, shaking his head as he starts to pace the room a little. You stand there, grounded as you watch him process the sudden contact.
    âHe really said that? After all heâs put me through, he wants to meet our son⌠What a joke.â You grimace when Warren starts to laugh. He finally stops pacing to gently lay your son back in his crib. He leans against the side with one hand as the other rubs his eyes before it slides up to run through his hair.
    âDo you want him to?â You ask after a moment, stepping over to his side. He leans into your touch when you reach out to hold his cheek.
    âI-â Warren stops himself, taking a deep breath as he takes your hand in his own. âWhat do you want to do?â He asks instead. You shake your head at him, taking hold of his hand in both of yours, tracing the wedding band on his finger.
    âHeâs your dad, love. Itâs your choice.â You say softly. Warren is still frowning, and he lets out a long breath, deflating a little bit. He turns around to face you, pressing a kiss to your temple and holding you there for a long moment. You wish you had even a fraction of Jeanâs or the Professorâs power, if only you could see what was going on in that head of his. He pulls you into a side hug, and the two of you spend a long while looking at your infant in the crib. The perfect mixture of the both of you. Certain to be a mutant in his own right. You can tell Warren spends every second thinking about it.
    When he steps away from you, Heâs silent.
    âWarren?â You call out for him as he leaves the room. Youâre about to follow when you hear the distinct sound of your son about to wake up, the little whine catching your attention as you coo him back to sleep instead. The door to the nursery is open, and just faintly down the hall, you hear the sound of the landline starting to ring.
    âHey, Dad, itâs Warren. Is Saturday okay?â
Piotr Rasputin
GOD this man is so good with kids. I mean, have you seen those comic panels with him and his sister??
This man was made, built, forged to be a dad. He's protective but encouraging, and although he may be blunt, he knows when his kiddo needs some comfort.
He takes all the classes with you during the pregnancy, and he knows he'd never hurt his baby, but there's always a lil bit of worry in the back of his mind. He's a little too strong, and he hates the thought of slipping up and accidentally harming this fragile little soul the two of you brought into this world.
He gains confidence with time, and when the baby arrives he's always carrying them securely on one thick arm, belly down as they sleep soundly against him.
    His baby is so small when they hand her to him in the hospital. She's tiny. Smaller than the width of his arm. He looks like a giant as he holds her, sat next to your bedside as you recover from her delivery. He's in awe as he looks at her, a tiny little life, the greatest gift you've ever given him besides your hand in marriage.Â
    You and others had always joked that his baby would be huge, big-headed, 99th percentile, and he never minded it. It was no secret that he was a big man, and he didn't mind what size the baby was as long as it was healthy, and looking at the little bundle of joy in his arms, he decides he wouldn't have it any other way.
    It's almost comical, how small she is. Hell, even you might have doubted the paternity of the baby girl if it hadn't been for her head of pitch-black hair, and pretty blue eyes. Almost a carbon copy of himself.
    âShe has your eyes.â You say once her cries quiet down, and she begins to fall asleep in her father's arms.
    âNo.â Piotr hums, gingerly touching his daughter's face. âThey look much more like Illyana's.â You hadn't thought about that before, but now that he mentions it, the resemblance is undeniable. You giggle at that, Scooting closer so that you can lean on his shoulder.
    âThe nurse said that she's waiting outside, when you're ready. I'm sure she's beyond excited to meet her niece.â You mumble. Piotr has placed a finger in the palm of your baby's hand, both of you smiling when the little fingers do their best to try and close around his fingertip. Piotr cannot wait to see the face of his sister when she sees your baby, but he'll be the first to admit, he'd like it if this moment could just last a little while longer.
Kurt wagner
Kurt is such a good dad oh my god.
He's always talking about you and the kids, bragging about literally everything you do ever. He's the kind of dad that has endless photos of his kiddos in his wallet, car, locker, everywhere.
And he's so devoted, too. He'll do anything you ask him to do during the newborn stage (and after) and is beyond supportive. His goals are happy Spouse, Happy kids, Happy life.
He's also very sentimental :) he thanks god every day for you and the blessing that is your baby.
    Kurtâs side of the bed was empty when you woke up this morning, and despite the normal amount of anxiety you normally feel when that happens, you feel peaceful. Youâre smiling at the empty mattress, rolling over to his side to push your face into his pillow, taking a deep breath. Used to, you would be worried. You would wonder where he was, or if he was safe. If he had gone off on some x-men mission without telling you (which he never did). But today, you know exactly where he is. Youâre smiling now as you think about it, pressing a kiss to his pillow before standing up.
    Thereâs a soft humming in the house, quiet and soothing. Itâs not hard to figure out where itâs coming from, the path to the spare room having become second nature to you- although, it really wasnât much of a spare room anymore. You try not to be too loud when you enter the room through the cracked door.
   Kurt is humming sweetly, your son laid out on the changing table as Kurt finishes worming his pudgy little legs through a new onesie. The baby whines a little, squirming around as Kurt attempts to change his clothes.Â
    âPatience, Mein kleiner Schatz. This wonât take long.â Kurt says sweetly. Your son isnât really having this whole changing business, and it makes Kurt chuckle. His tail is wrapped around a bottle of milk, and he sets it to the side right before he snakes his tail over the crib. He brushes the spaded end lovingly over your babyâs cheek as a distraction, and the infant coos as he finishes getting his arms through the sleeves. His tail takes over from there, buttoning the onesie's clasps as he turns to grab the bottle of milk instead- stopping for a split second when he sees you in the doorway. Kurt smiles.
    âHow are my boys?â You ask, voice a little rough from sleep.
    âGut! And lively, it seems.â He tells you. He passes the bottle off to his tail again when you walk over, taking you into his arms as he shakes the formula up a little more. Kurt kisses you sweetly on the lips, pressing his forehead against your own when you separate.Â
    âGuten Morgen, Schatz. How are you feeling?â You swear you fall in love with him all over again each day when he greets you like that. You shrug your shoulders in response, smile dropping just a little bit.
    âIâm okay. Still tired, and definitely still bloated, but Iâm okay.â You admit. Kurt frowns a little, brushing some hair from your face.
    âDid you see the medicine I left for you on the nightstand?â Kurt asks, and you immediately make a bit of a silly face, remembering that you didnât exactly get up on your own side of the bed today. Kurt knows what that looks means and begins to laugh, just as your son begins to whimper and whine to be held and fed. You try to go pick him up, but Kurt stops you as he picks your baby up instead, bottle at the ready.
   âGo take your meds, Iâve got him, Liebchen.â
Remy LeBeau
Remy is a little nervous to be a dad.
Not in a flight way!! He's just a little worried that he'll be a bad influence on the kiddo. and well, I mean sure. If you're worried about the kiddo being a little rager and being into a few to many wild hobbies I guess (usually comes with the cajun territory)- but overall, Gambit is such a sweetheart, and if anything his kiddos would be so respectful and loving towards their parents.
Remy's very protective over your baby. The protectiveness is at it's height around 0-3yrs of age, but it never, ever goes away completely.
He might talk some smack about how a little bit of dirt/germs never hurt anyone, but He's actually the kind of dad that makes everyone put germex on before even thinking about holding the baby.
He's on top of feedings, and never fears a blowout when it comes to changing diapers (no matter how much he might gag). He might not have the diaper back stocked and loaded 24/7, but he's doing the best he can.
    When you wake up, Itâs about 3am. Your eyes blink oper wearily, and the light from the alarm clock is practically burning into your eyes. You want nothing more to curl up and go back to sleep, and you almost do, until the time actually registers.
    3am. Its 3am, and you went to bed at 10pm. This is the first time youâve woken up since then. Your veins feel like ice when you realize that you haven't heard the baby cry once. You rip the cover off of you, breaking out in a panicked run across the hall to check on your newborn. You donât even realize that Remy isnât even in bed until you slam the door open and see him standing there, your daughter in his arms as he rocks her to sleep in the rocking chair You breathe a sigh of relief as he looks at you with a tired smile, but your anxiety still remains.
    âRemy? Is she okay?â You whisper, practically leaping over to his side to take the little one out of his arms.
    âSheâs Okay, Cher.â Remy replies softly. He stands from the chair, wrapping his hands around your back, the infant snug in between your bodies. You sigh again, taking a moment to look at your daughter carefully, eyeing her chest as it rises and falls, and straining your ears to hear her breathing. Remy gives you a second to get situated, yawning just a bit as he sways the three of you as you stand there. You relax as he holds you both, resting your head against his shoulder.
    âWhy donâ you go back to bed.â Remy says after a long minute. âThat was the longest Iâve seen you sleep in a while.â You frown. Heâs not wrong. Your newborn has been a bit colicky lately, crying for nights on end since you brought her home with very few things to keep her comfortable. She has started to grow out of it, but the effects still remained. She cries a lot at nighttime, and it makes you wonder if thatâs why you had slept so long, because of Remy staying up to keep her quiet.
    âAnd leave you here? Remy, how long have you been awake?â You ask, looking up at his face. He shrugs, smiling still as the three of you sway.
    âIâm fine. I can stay up all night if I need to, as long as you get to catch up on some sleep.â If it were any other circumstance, you might have swooned at the words. As sweet is he is, you canât let him do that! He begins to step away to place your daughter in her crib, and you hold yourself back from trying to take her from him and commanding him to just go to bed.
    âRemy-â
    âAh ah ah, Cher, donât wake ma petit, now.â Remy cuts you off with a whisper, turning around to place a finger against his lips in a shushing motion. He almost makes you giggle, but instead, you simply shake your head at him. He pulls you into a loving kiss when heâs close enough, running his hand through your hair. You know heâs waiting for you to pull back, to retreat into the bedroom to sleep like he asked you to, but youâre still hesitant. He knows your stubbornness firsthand and chuckles when he pulls back a little.
    âDo I need to tuck you in, too?â
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You often leave tags worrying about your English spelling and typos, which is ridiculous because you have better English grammar and correct spelling more than most first language English speakers
ahdjdk i know but ty, i appreciate hearing it!
#ask#anonymous#to be real for a sec i know my level is pretty good but for a long time being good at learning languages was the only thing i was good at#so since there are a lot of words i dont know the meaning of or cant use and other ppl who dont speak english as their native language do#i feel like im not allowed to not know those things bc whats my excuse. would i know what those words meant in my native language if i was#given the translation? definitely not!#and i know i make an equal amount of weird grammatical errors and typos in both english and finnish#but i feel like i will b judged harshly for making those mistakes in a 2nd language and people will look at me and think damn#at least im better than him lol cant believe he actually writes like that yikes#which isnt true but idk i just feel like it's socially more acceptable to make mistakes in your native language than a language that youve#been learning since you were a child. its ridicilous to strive for perfection especially bc im not a writer or getting a degree in english#or anything like that#idk man#and the stress i have about speaking in a perfect manner has made it so that idk how to pronounce a lot of words and sometimes#find it hard to get even a single word out bc i know im going to sound dumb bc i have a strong accent and forget words#but not only that its bc i have nearly no practice in actually speaking english bc im terrified of it bc i have no practiced bc im terrifi#you get the point#anyways saying/writing things weird on purpose helps in a weird way?? everyone else with this problem should also try it#but yea idk something about being judged in a complete different way as soon as someone finds out english isn't your native language#like i know i got all a's in english all thorough school and stuff but agh idk#i hold myself to higher standards than i hold native speakers lmaoo#im trying to learn out of it tho#ive literally done some translation jobs and notice nuances some non native speakers miss bc some things you just have to feel no matter ho#w good your knowledge is#yet im still here like sigh if someone knows one more thing than i do its over for me#which is not good lmaoooo#leevi talks
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Hello! I don't know if you're up to writing smut (if not you can just ignore it haha), but maybe you could write something about reader not being very experienced and Charles, for teaching purposes, offers her some private lessons/tutoring, letting her do whatever she wants to him? Not in super kinky way, just getting to know his body and kind of exploring it ^^
sweet and hot at the same time, we love to see it! Loved the âfor teaching purposesâ hahaha Thank you for your request, I hope you like it!
Learning Hours
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pairing: Charles Leclerc x female!reader
summary: you and Charles have been friends for a long time, however, the sexual tension between the two of you was there pretty much since the beginning. It was just that Charles, in contrast to you, was a lot more experienced. Time to share the knowledge, right?
warnings: nsfw, smut, porn with a little plot lol, oral (m receiving), typos probably
a/n: I got carried away with this ahhh I hope you enjoy it
âOh come on, Y/n!â, Charles said as he sat on your bed, his head leaning against the headboard. âWhen was the last time you got laid? Last weekend?â
For context, the two of you somehow ended up in a conversation about how often the other one had sex over the past year. It was a joke, a lighthearted conversation between you guys.
You and Charles had been friends for what felt like a lifetime, hence, you were comfortable with him no matter what topic you were talking about.
In Charles' case it was no secret that he had his fair share of one night stands, girls he was seeing for a longer time and also two actual relationships over the past years. You couldnât blame any of the girls he was with, that man is too gorgeous for his own good.
You on the other hand, never participated in the so-called hook up culture. You never blamed anyone who did, in fact you couldnât care less, but you never felt comfortable enough to just go home with someone after a night-out or to meet someone online.
Youâre not a virgin though. No, you had that one boyfriend, he later turned out to be a total douche, but for the time being, he was good enough to show you the basics in bed - never something crazy or actually anything but boring missionary sex where youâve almost never really gotten off.
Sometimes, your inexperience made you a little shy and talking about your sex life has never been a preferred topic for you. So you just scoffed in fake annoyance and replied: âSure, and I assume that you just came back from yet another poor girl's house?â
Charles put his hand over his heart to feign hurt. âWow, ma chĂŠrie, that was personalâ, he said but couldnât help but chuckle a little. But then he looked at you again and the look on his face was nothing but curious. âBut seriously, when was the last time? You never went home with someone after we went out together and as far as I know there are no dating apps on your phoneâŚâ, he thought out loud.
You didnât like where this conversation was going. The last thing you wanted this afternoon was to admit to your guy best friend that you havenât gone further than kissing a guy at a bar ever since you broke up with your ex-boyfriend, Charles never liked him anyways.
âSo?â, you simply replied and tried to look as indifferent to the conversation as you possibly could.
Charles seemed to be able to connect the dots on his own, one could practically see the gears turning inside his head. âYouâre telling me you havenât had any sex since that excuse of a boyfriend?â Charles looked almost shocked.
You just rolled your eyes, really wanting to end this conversation. âI never told you anything like thatâ, you hugged out in annoyance.
âBut, Iâm right, am I not?â, Charles said, now there was a cocky grin on his face which just annoyed you even more. Of course he would find humor in this. Itâs not to humiliate you, you know that, but between you two and also Pierre and some other friends teasing comments like these were very common.
You donât know why but today you did not want to be on the receiving end of these remarks. âOkay, you areâ, you said and moved your eyes down to the strings of your hoodie you were absentmindedly playing around with. âAre you happy now?â
Charles immediately noticed the shift from your relaxed and sarcastic state to seeming uncomfortable in the situation you two were in. Quickly, he stumbled out an apology: âN-no, I didnât mean it like that. There is nothing wrong with not doing it often, nothing wrong with being inexperienced or⌠or-â
âJust drop it, Charlesâ, you sighed. âI know that I could go home with someone when we go out, but quite frankly, I donât really want to.â
âThat is fine! There is no shame in that, really, please, I didnât want to make you feel bad about yourselfâ, Charles continued to ramble. He always did that when he was nervous or embarrassed, you couldnât deny that it was kind of cute.
âNo, itâs not that. I think itâs just that my inexperience keeps me from doing it, or something like thatâ, you said quietly.
âHow does that make sense?â, Charles asked in confusion but put his hand up in defense when he saw your annoyed glance at him.
âI donât knowâŚâ, you danced around the answer. âMy ex and I we never really did anything⌠new in bed.â It took everything in you to admit the truth to Charles. âI guess I just donât want to embarrass myself when Iâd actually end up in bed with someoneâŚâ
Charles listened attentively and turned his head to look at you with a smile. You still avoided his gaze and casted your eyes downwards but he still noticed the faint reddening of your cheeks. God, you were so cute.
âYou can practice on me if you want.â
Your eyes widened and you abruptly turned your head to look at Charles. âWhat?â
Charles didnât really think before he said it. It just came to his mind. But when he took a second to actually think about it, he just shrugged. âWhy not? We have know each other forever and I promise you wonât embarrass yourself.â
You also thought about it. Was it really a good idea? Definitely not. But then again, why not try it?
âI donât know, CharlesâŚâ, you sighed. âI wouldnât want it to ruin our friendship, you know?â
Charles nodded understandingly. It was the last thing he wanted as well. He knew it was a thin line they were moving on but if it could help her, he would do anything. âIt doesnât have toâ, he said. âWe only go as far as you are comfortable with, nothing more.â
You listened and nodded slowly.
âItâs only for learning purposesâ, he smirked and when you saw his face you couldnât help but smile too, shaking your head a little. This was insane, wasnât it?
âIâll teach you how to make a man feel good and you can try anything as well, okay?â, Charles searched your eyes for permission.
âOkayâ, you whispered and looked him in the eyes.
The two of you stared at each other for a long time but then Charles slowly leaned his head forward into your direction. He held his gaze onto yours as to look out for any sign of hesitation from you.
But there was none. So, he closed his eyes and when his lips were just mere centimetres away from yours he stopped for a second. You on the other hand didnât want to wait any longer so you closed the remaining gap between you two and connected your lips.
Kissing Charles felt different from kissing any other guy you did before. And you werenât sure if a best friend was supposed to make you feel like this with just a simple kiss.
He moved his hand to your neck and the other one around your back to pull you even closer. You obliged immediately and leaned into him.
Charles swiped his tongue over your lips and you opened them just a little bit so that he could slip his tongue into your mouth. You involuntarily moaned a little which caused Charles to smile into the kiss.
âKeep making those noises, chĂŠrie, thatâs a great way to turn us onâ, he teased but there was truth behind his words - he wanted to hear more of those little sounds from you.
You couldnât help the heat rising to your cheeks when he said this. âQuit being a smart-ass and take your hoodie off, Leclerc.â
You donât know where this sudden confidence came from but you somehow wanted to show him that you can make him feel good.
âBossy, are we?â, Charles continued and only laughed a little at your warning glare. Nevertheless, he leaned away from you a little to take off his hoodie.
His next words were a little muffled because he struggled to get the hoodie over his head for a second: âDonât worry, itâs ho-â
As he was busy taking his hoodie off he failed to notice that you were doing the same so when he threw it somewhere behind him and turned to look at you again his words got caught in his throat.
You were sitting in front of him only wearing a black bra to cover your boobs. In all of your years of friendship he has seen you wearing a bikini plenty of times and even sometimes he saw you in your underwear, but never in a context like this. He couldnât help but stare.
You however failed to interpret his staring correctly and so you felt your insecurity rise up back again. You were about to bring your arms up and around your chest to cover up a little again but Charles immediately took ahold of your wrists.
âNon, none of that, you look beautifulâ, he muttered and tried to reassure you with one of his gorgeous smiles. You were sure you would melt if he kept looking at you like that during all this.
âCan I kiss you again?â, he asked but already pulled you into him by your wrists. You simply nodded before your lips were on his again, this time a little sloppier and less sensual. But still, it knocked the air out of your lungs.
Maybe you would regret it later but there was no space in your mind to think about the consequences of your current actions right now. Everything you though or felt in this moment, was him.
Charles laid down and pulled you with him so that you were now laying on top of his upper body. You moved one of your legs over his waist so that you were straddling him. Your lips stayed connected the entire time.
The confidence came back to you as you pulled away from his lips only to press a soft kiss to his jaw, then just below his ear and a few on his neck. This wasnât new for you but it still gave you reassurance when you heard Charles letting out a shaky breath and a quiet moan.
Charles moved his hands down your back to your hips, squeezing the skin there lightly.
âAre you okay with taking off your sweatpants, let me see you?â, he muttered when you continued to litter his neck with soft kisses.
You nodded and felt his hands make their way past the hem of your pants. You lifted your hips slightly to help him get them over your ass and down to your knees. You sat up to pull them off completely, causing you to sit on top of him in nothing but your black underwear.
The movement caused you to grind a little on his crotch, which you didnât even take notice of until you heard him curse some word in French under his breath and felt him tighten his grip on your hips again.
âOh, sor-â, you were about to apologise but Charles cut you off by shaking his head at you. âDonât, it feels good but I really need you to do something about itâ, he said with a smirk on his face. He tried to make you more comfortable and confident.
Charles moved his hands up your back a little to pull you down to his level again. âO-okayâ, you just replied hesitantly. Charles noticed, looked at you and brought his right hand up to caress your cheek. âWe can stop here if you donât want to, continue some other time or we just forget about it but-â, you cut him off.
âNoâ, you said and shook your head. Smiling at him before you leaned down to his lips again. It was rough, both of you moving your lips against each other messily.
âCan I suck you off?â, you asked him between kisses, the sheer innocence in your voice making him crazy. âShitâ, he muttered under his breath, âyes, okay, yes.â
You grinned and gave his lips a quick peck before you lifted your head away from his and dragged your lips down his chest. âBut, you have to guide me, I- Iâve never-â
âI got you, mon amour.â
You felt a jolt of heat rush down your body at his words. You knew Charles was sweet, he was a good guy but somehow you always thought that when it came to sex, he was more rough and rushed. But you appreciated him reassuring you.
You got off him for a moment so that he could take off his sweatpants as well. What you werenât expecting though was that he also took off his boxers in one go, freeing his cock from its restraints. It was already semi-hard.
He was big. Were your first thoughts. Sure, you only had your ex for reference but you were pretty sure he was above average.
You looked at him briefly and he was still smiling reassuringly at you. âStart with stroking it a few times, okay?â, he said.
You nodded and did as he said. Sitting across his legs this time you bent down a little, licked your hand and loosely wrapped it around the base of his cock. You observed his reaction; another breathy moan at the contact. You moved your hand up and down once, twice, and with the third time you swiped your thumb over his tip, eliciting another shaky breath from him.
âGood?â, you just managed to ask and he nodded, âYeah, use your mouth now, okay baby?â
You tried to ignore the nickname, amour or chĂŠrie were a regular by now but this was new. In this context, however, it really turned you on.
You hummed in agreement and slowly moved your head down to his cock, darting your tongue out to lick along the shaft.
âKeep going, use your tongue like that, yeahâ, he mumbled. You did as he told you, licking up his entire length a few times before you swiped your tongue along his tip, giving it a few kitten licks.
Your shifted your gaze to look back up to him, your eyes connecting. Charles swore he could have died then and there. For a brief moment the thought of how they were supposed to go back to friends after this crossed his mind. He was unsure if he would be able to do that.
The sight of you like this in front of him sure burned itself into his mind for the rest of his being.
âFeels so goodâ, he moaned. When he felt your lips wrap around his tip it hit him unprepared, causing him to thrust his hips upwards a little into your mouth.
It caught you by surprise, your eyes widening for a moment. âShit, sorryâ, he started to apologise but you just continued to suck his tip a little.
âYou are evil, Y/l/nâ, he whispered with a smirk and you smiled back at him, as best as you could with his dick between your lips.
âCan you move down further?â, he almost pleaded. You wrapped your lips back around him and moved them down inch by inch. It wasnât even half way in but you felt as if youâd start to gag around him if youâd go any deeper.
âSo good, use your hand for the rest, if you canâ, he said and moved one of his hands to your hair, gathering the strands that fell in front of your face and pushed them behind your ears.
You brought one of your hands around the base of his cock again while simultaneously continuing to take as much of his length as you could, trying to build a rhythm with your movements.
Charles leaned his head back against the headboard, the feeling of both your lips and your hand on his cock almost too much to take.
Sure, he had done this plenty of times before but for some reason this was a lot different, and much more intimate.
You didnât stop your movements until you felt him twitch inside your mouth, causing you to look up at him through your lashes again.
âMerde, Iâm closeâ, he muttered.
âCum in my mouth, okay?â, you asked with a hoarse voice, pulling him out of your mouth for a moment.
Charles looked at you for confirmation. âReally?â Instead of giving him an answer you just wrapped your lips around him, sucked harshly once and then went down to take him until he almost hit the back of your throat.
Charles let out a groan and moved his hand to the back of your head, pulling on your hair slightly. This caused you to moan around him, the vibrations of it giving Charles the rest it took for him to release himself into your mouth.
You swallowed all of it without really thinking about it. You licked up his length another time before pulling off him.
Charles tried to control his breathing and when he looked at you again he smiled. âI donât believe you when you say you never did that beforeâ, he said with a cocky smirk back on his lips.
You let out a chuckle, not sure what to answer. It was true though, this was your first time doing that.
âWell, like I said, my ex wasnât really experimental in bedâŚâ, you said and looked down again. Charles sat up slightly and lifted to lay on his chest again.
âWellâ, he begun as he smirked at you, âhe sure missed out on something.â
You couldnât help but smirk and shake his head at him. âYouâre a menace, Leclerc.â
Charles hummed and placed one hand back on your cheek, his thumb caressing the soft skin there for a moment.
âIâm sure you wonât say that again after I returned the favor to you.â There was a questioning tone to his statement and you just lifted your head from his chest and raised an eyebrow.
âI guess we will have to see about that afterâŚâ
âââââ
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Mean ! Armin x Bimbo ! Reader
Cw: degradation, slight spanking, power imbalance, face fucking, doggystyle, public sex, cream pie, dirty talk, mentions of masturbation,Dumbification, Dom! Armin, Armin is being a bit creepy but there's a fluff ending. (Sorta) Summary: Armin offers help to reader who isn't aware of anything, his patience is soon gone and shows you his true feelings to you.
Authors note: hiii this is my first fanfic i've ever posted :3 this is a pretty self indulgent fic lol. There may also be some typos âĽ
Today was your first day of college, you were new and you didn't know anyone. It was a large campus full of different types of people. Most people were nice to you, saying "hi" or giving you a quick smile. The nicest one you met so far was a boy with short blonde hair and blue eyes with black frames.
His name was Armin Arlet and he was showing you a tour and acting as a guide towards you. Armin looked at you up and down when you first saw each other, like he was examining you what you were wearing. It made you feel a bit uncomfortable, you thought you were wearing something cute though. You wore a cute jean skirt with a cute light pink long sleeve with a little bow in the middle of where the collar was with thigh highs and mary janes. You even had your nails done. You also had a glossy lipgloss in a cherry pink red type of color. Armin was still being nice though, yeah he seemed like a really smart, nerdy type of guy.
Maybe he just thought you were stupid ? So he had to be nice. Other than that, he looked at the paper in your hand and knew where every class was and you even had a few with him. He had such a warm smile and he was cute. You were glad to meet someone like him.
After he helped you and weeks went by he kept talking to you, always offering you help from him. When you were in the same classes as him though, you would try and focus but it was so boring. You doodled instead. Sometimes you caught an Armin staring at you and he would furrow his eyebrows...you'd wonder what was going through his head. One day Armin decided to ask you if you needed help in this class and if he could tutor you, he noticed you just spacing off into nothing as well. God, he probably really thought you were just a dumb bimbo or something. Always wearing cute little outfits with short skirts just purposely trying to show off for him or something.
You agreed, you did think you really needed help in this class, it was math. Not your suite. Armin told you to meet with him at the library around 6pm. He said there wouldn't be too many people and you should walk towards the back where it's a bit more isolated. As you did walk in, it was only really your second time in there, the first time you went was just for a book you needed for some class. The library was massive and it had a high ceiling and another floor with large stairs. You kept walking towards the back like armin said and it was becoming a bit dark with high, large book shelves near a corner of the library with a medium sized table and a blonde boy looking down reading a book.
All he had was his backpack on one side of the table and an empty seat next to him. "Oh, hey y/n, glad you could make it." You gave him a small smile with your glossy covered lips and walked towards the seat and sat down. "Heh yeah thanks for coming to help me with this...sorry if it's an inconvenience for you !" Armin pulled out his spiral note book and said "well it's not, just wanted to help. Looks like you really need it anyway." It was a really passive aggressive comment but he was right. You also took out your notebook and a cute lil pencil pouch with pom pom purin on it. You had pink lead pencils inside and as you were grabbing one you accidentally dropped the pouch since it was at the edge of the table and you didn't know it was there. Armin was "busy" looking at a book but couldn't help but notice you bending over in front of him reaching for your pencil pouch. Obviously he saw a cute pink small underwear that barely fit around your ass and of course he thought to himself how stupid you are to not cover yourself or even be aware of showing him your cute looking ass he just wanted to spank so bad. You pick up the pouch but then realize you flashed Armin with your ass. "Ah ! I'm so sorry Armin." You almost screamed in embarrassment and your cheeks feeling warm. "Are you that much of an idiot ?" Armin had a lot of patience with you always but his patience now was thrown away because he was being a pervert and he wanted to make you feel bad and see more. "N-no...i just didn't realize you could see everything.." you didn't know he could be so mean. "I saw your little panties. Do you just go around flashing all the other guys too?" You felt his words go straight to your core, it was turning you on but it hurt a little how mean he was being. You cursed yourself for getting turned on too. "what !? No I don't." Armin looks straight at your eyes, you're fidgeting and nervous from his burning stare. What was he expecting you to say? You kept looking away but he just kept looking at every part of your body and your movements. "Oh yeah ? How come you're always wearing these short skirts and open shirts. you basically want me to look at you."
Armin said this in a cold tone, he was still sitting but he shifted so his body was towards you now, still standing. "Look at what you did." Referring to the growing bulge coming out of his dark slacks. "You know how many times i've masturbated to you? Fucking slut." You looked at him with a pouty face, you felt yourself making your own panties wet. "So are you gonna finish what you started, huh ?" Implying you should suck him off. What an asshole. But you nervously and slowly walked towards him and got on your knees, I mean he was cute. How could you pass up such an opportunity? "Good girl, of course you got straight to your knees as soon as you see a dick." You looked up at him with a still pouty face and tears in the corner of your big pretty eyes with makeup on them. You pawed at his bulge through his slacks, rubbing him and he groaned slightly. Armin took off his glasses and placed them on the table, he then looks down at you while unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants and boxers slightly. He whipped out his cock, a thick long cock with small veins running through it with a pink tip already dripping a bit of pre cum. He grabbed his cock, and lined it up at your glossy +cherry red lips. "Go on." He said in a commanding voice. You kissed the tip a few times, getting your lip gloss on it and then kitten licking the tip. Armin was getting pent up from your slow actions and just wanted your mouth. He wanted your glossy lip gloss all over his dick. He parted your lips with his tip and full on putting the tip in your mouth. You bob your head back and forth at a slow and gentle pace. "I know you can do better than that" and he pushed your head, making you almost gag on his dick. You felt every ridge and vein around your tongue. Armin was guiding your head back and forth to make you have a rhythm.
He gripped your hair tight making sure you'll stay. "Keep doing that, fuck" you had tears going down your cheeks, he wasnt letting you go. You clawed at his thighs slightly and he just kept pushing his dick deeper in your throat. You felt his tip at the back of your throat and you kept making gagging noises. He pulled you off so you could breathe, as soon as he did you slightly coughed and breathed heavily. He put his dick next to your face. He soaked in the sight of your already fucked out face next to his cock. You whimpered at him wanting to feel it inside you now. "A-armin, please..can we" you were soaked already and it was dripping down you thighs. "Get up and bend over on your stomach on the table." You did as he said, you were really feeling embarrassed now. You were so exposed and vulnerable to Armin, your skirt was ridding up too. Armin stood up and went behind you, he leaned his head down to your ear and whispered "You really gonna let me fuck you here ? Fucking whore." He was rubbing himself on your ass cheeks but stood up straight to see your ass and spanked you hard. You yelped at the sudden action. He pulled down your panties and let them fall down to your ankles.Â
"God you're so wet." He said as he put his dick in your hole without any warnings. You moaned hard at his sudden action again, he felt so big and he didn't give you any time to prepare for his thick cock stretching you. You kept whimpering and moaning at armin to go slow but he wasn't going to listen. He went slow for just a split second at the beginning but started fucking hard. "Armin-please ah slow down" this just sped him up more, he put your arms behind your back and held your wrist there tight, surely getting bruised later. Your body was jolting forward every thrust by the impact of armin ramming into you so hard. With your face being squished down on the table still holding you tight he leaned down to your ear again. "I'm gonna make it so you never take another dick other than mine again." You could feel every inch of Armin ramming into you, you were going to cum soon and you desperately wanted Armins cum inside you. "Armin please cum inside my pussy !" he lets go of one of your hands and puts his free hand around your hair and yanks you up so he gets a better angle with your back now arching. "You want me to get you pregnant too? Fucking idiot." Everything he says turns you on more and more and you cum on his dick, but Armin keeps going to reach his own peak. Armin lets go of your hair and hand entirely and tightly grips your hips instead, he holds you still so he can pump his warm seed into you. His thrust are already slowing and with each one is an overwhelming pump of his cum. He pulls out and the feeling of your fullness is gone. You lay on the table, ass up still with your legs shaking and feeling warm liquid down your legs, you're huffing and sweating.
As armin is getting dressed, he says "hmm, you took that pretty well. Let's go back to my room so you can rest." As he finishes buckling his belt, he puts all his things away and yours. You manage to pick yourself up feeling sore and sweaty. "I won't let anyone see you don't worry your pretty little head." He gives you the same soft stare and smile as always. You look at him and give him a small smile, he puts both yours and his bags on his shoulders and leans down to kiss you on the forehead. "As long as you keep my cum inside you while we walk"
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What Iâm hearing here is that deathclaw hunting is perfect for feeding a large group of people tasty soup.
WHYYYYYYY do people say and or think "ohhhh a deathclaw has GOT to taste good and have such wonderful texture when cooked" like bro No It Dont. stop trying to hunt deathclaws tge meat isn't wven good!!!!! it's all fucking muscle have tou seen those guys therw's no fat on thkse bones. it's tough as hell and really stringy and it's just Bad
it's really only good when slow-cooked in a soup or stew or similar concoction but there's so much meat there that there's basically no way to make enough w/out having 700 bajillion pounds of soup. nobody wants that much soup. you THINK you want that much soup and then you get that much soup and you realize Ohhhh Shit I Don't Have Anywhere To Put This. guys we don't have freezers bffr.
don't even come @ me with some trophy hunting bullshit i'll trophy hunt YOU
#- Tango#Tango loves to cook for the few people they care about and is also crazy enough to fight a deathclaw with to sole purpose of eating it so#yeah tango 100000% drags a dead deathclaw into the castle on the anivesery of taking the castle [minuteman holiday] in the morning and#commandeers the kitchen. they have no choice they are getting tasty soup and anyone brave enough to challenge a suit of powerarmor for#(a cranky suit at that)#kitchen access is getting swiftly thrown out into the courtyard#brilliant worldbuilding I am so I love with this concept <3#sorry to oc post on your incharcter oc blog lol#typos! tango tag#typos! ocs tag#fallout#fallout fauna#deathclaw#fallout deathclaw#typos! reblogs
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Let's talk about some stuff! SZN 3: SPOILERS I watched the season after I saw some spoilers on X and from friends lmao. I didn't sleep. Sorry for the typos n shit. I need to vent.
- First off, Syd and Cousin carried the whole fxcking SZN on their backs, while Carmy was too busy being a psycho. Ayo n Ebon deserves all the awards. JAW is a fantastic actor - 10/10 for all 3 of them. Everyone else did great too, Napkin was đđđ AYO DID THAT. Those 3 are legends in my eyes!!!! If Ayo leaves or if the writers do her dirtier in SZN 4 I'm DONE. I cried for her this SZN, n for Carm too.
- All of Sydcamry scenes for some reason gave me butterflies even though they drifted farther apart each eps. Syd getting Carmy's dish was top tier - incredible writing from the writers. I just need them to explain more - what is the purpose of having Syd n Carmy tied together - if Claire is so great why not tied her to Carmy? Why does she seem like someone who died, haunting Carmy like his toxic boss? She more unbearable this season n I think it's intentional.
- Some ppl were saying Claire had alittle more substance this SZN and I beg to differ. She's like a dead gf to me. Her scenes with Carmy are so cold, dead, and heavy - like a burden. She triggers my anxiety n I don't know y - n I don't want to be mean, but just how their scene are edited, it literally puts me at the edge of a panic attack. The writers had the audacity to call her PEACE. I did not experience peace watching her scene and I think Carmy feels the same way from the jump. So, Fxck no, she ain't PEACE, that's Syd and it's obvious.
- Claire being labeled as PEACE makes no sense - the writers are trying too hard n it's make me sick. If she's so great, let her n Carmy run/manage The Bear.
- Syd is the invisible string that's holding everyone together in this chaotic sh!thole, while babysitting Carmy and keeping him from combusting. Unc, Nat, Pete, COUSIN, Marcus, and everyone else are staying afloat because Syd is the fxcking life vest that's strapped to their chest.
- Syd is calm, organized, observant, caring, considerate etc. Yet, these fxcking writers said Claire was peace- that line had my blood boilingggggggg.
- Syd's relationship with her Dad is everything
- Sydcarmy is sooo far apart it physically hurts. They didn't even do ther sign thing over their chest this season.......I get this feeling (just a FEELING) that Syd might be in love or has a crush on CARMY đđđ. The margin wider scene gave me that vibe. When you like someone, you notice every little thing they do. There were times I wanted her to hug him soooo bad, I just felt like if she did if would've grounded him. He really needed a hug this season.
- Something I think some of you might have missed. Remember SZN1 Ep1 when Syd said her dad ate at The Beef on Sundays. We got confirmation from Carm, in SZN 3 that The Beef/The Bear only closes on Sundays. đđđ¤Łđ (this was in the scene with him n Claire in a dark room or whatever. It might have been a dream scene idk) So, Carm knew Syd lied. I need the writers to have Carm n Syd talk about it and the meal she had in NYC. These are only a few important stuff they hid in the storytelling and I need to know WHYYYYYYYY.
- Carmy had a panic attack during service. Syd's voice took him off the edge. And I must say, her voice could really calm me down too lmao.
These fxcking writers are lowkey abusing Syd at this point. She's being stretched thin, and again this is also why I think she's in love with Carmy. It hurts her, but she's so into him, connected to him physically n mentally. It's really hard for her to let him or The Bear. It reminds me of the time Donna said "I make things pretty for others, but no one makes things pretty for me" not being verbatim lol. Syd did sooo much heavy lifting this SZN and no one noticed it, they all subconsciously over look her and gave all praises to Claire and making her the peace and angel.
- We finally saw Syd broke tf down in ep 10. Baby girl couldn't be strong anymore. She doesn't want to leave Carmy or The Bear but after the round table talk with the workers from Ever. She realized that Carmy - the person she idolize or even love/crush on, might not be good for her. Carmy is trying but the communication is lacking so bad, and on top of that he's pushing her away.
At this point, the partnership agreement seems like a trap to keep her. If Unc cut his connection to The Bear that's going to be Syd last straw. And if she leaves, I kinda see Tina, Marcus, and maybe COUSIN going with her or they will stay and give Carmy HELLL for losing her. The tables would turn. Everyone is so hang up on Claire leaving, if Syd leaves, Claire would go straight through the window. That would be the moment of realization (for all of them. Especially Carmy) that the woman he really NEEDS is Syd and not Claire. But for some reason, they all think Syd ain't going nowhere which is so naive. She got a bigggg offer and I can't wait to see when she tells Carmy. Would he confess her importance to him to keep her? Would he beg her to stay? Would he listen more or communicate more to keep her? Would he ask her what would make her stay at The Bear? Or would he be a b!tch and tell her to go cauase it's a great opportunity? And then after confess that he's having a hard time letting her go. Very interesting stuff.
- Last thing - Unc talking to Syd. I was shock he was looking to Syd for answers as to what's going on with Carmy. This was also telling. Unc believes or senses that these too are CLOSE. And Syd being a good gf/partner kept her mouth closed. SYD is an angel sent from heaven, cause I would be so done with The Bearđđđđ.
We saw that Carmy and Syd are having conversations that we are not seeing on screen. For example, he asked her about her new apartment. When did she tell him?? He then asked about her dad. Sir, what about her dad? Did she tell him about the annoying bathroom exchange? Are they sharing more about their personal life that we, the audience is not seeing? So many fxcking questions in SZN3.
This is just my thoughts. I saw the season once so this not an analysis.
#sydcarmy#the bear#carmy x sydney#carmy the bear#shows#syd x carmy#carmy berzatto#sydney adamu#cute#the bear fx#the bear season 3
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Avatar but with Na'vi captions/subtitles Na'vi â English and English â Na'vi
Detailed notes under cut!
[edit] Correcting a few slips and typos:
Rolo'a nĂŹtxan tsaw tsaw should be tsakem because the thing he's referring to is an action
fko a ralpeng tÏkanti Eywayä fko should be 'awpo
Fmoli kivar ayoe sawtuteti alahe Sawtuteti should be sawtuteru; the sky people were the students, not the lesson đ
this one was a particularly dumb slip on my part and I'm not sure how I missed it, hĂŹtxoa ma eylan, krro krro lu oe skxawng đ
For peng san Toruk Makto syaw foru Foru should be ayngaru; I got caught up in the original English "calls to them" and forgot that I set it up in Na'vi as a direct quote so it should be "calls to you" đ gosh i miss kelutral emojis these regular ones just aren't the same i need Derp ;w;
Corrections complete, now back to the original notes:
I have been wanting to do something like this for a while. I initially planned to do more scenes, but was having trouble finding the clips (unfortunately I don't have a full editable copy of A1 like I do with A2...that said, if anyone knows where i might source such a thing...let me know >_>)
At first I planned to add only captions (plus accurate subtitles, because as you can see the official ones can be a bit ehhhh lol) for the actual spoken Na'vi, but then halfway through editing I was like "lol y'know what'd be funny, if I also translated all the English dialogue into Na'vi". so i did ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ
That said, on to the more specific notes:
Na'vi â English
First a disclaimer that any "corrections" are made for nerdy/educational purposes, not to say "haha look at these dumb actors who can't speak right". Memorizing lines in a foreign language is hard, and I'm sure delivering those lines while acting is even harder! It makes sense that there'll be mispronunciations, accidentally dropped words, smoothing over tĂŹftang, etc. Plus, practically speaking, the number of people in the general audience who know or care whether the Na'vi is mispronounced is....................extremely small, so ^^; yeah.
Unfortunately for me I am part of that extremely small number, so as someone who studies and teaches this language as a hobby, I still felt obligated to make a note of some of the more glaring errors, hence the "actor transcription" slot that sometimes appears, which is there to contrast the intended line with what the actor actually said if and when they're different.
Learners, please note that just because I didn't include an actor transcription doesn't necessarily mean the line was pronounced perfectlyâthere are a lot of small vowel slips etc. that I didn't bother to "correct" because I felt it was still understandable even if it's technically inaccurate (mixing up a/ä is a common one for instance, as is mixing up i/ĂŹ/e), and catching all of them would've taken far more time ^^; That said, admittedly which ones counted as "I should note this" and which ones were "I'll let that slide" was a bit played by ear but w/e, hopefully it is still useful or at least interesting ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ
i apologize to Mo'at for adding extra ???? to one of her transcribed lines, I was tired when I made that panel lol
English â Na'vi
Making the Na'vi â English section is fairly straightforward, as I didn't really have to do any of the translatingâall the canon lines are freely available online and have been for years. I just had to edit them into the video. For the English â Na'vi section, however, I had to do the translating myselfâand therefore feel the need to go through it a little more line-by-line, to justify some of my decisions hrh.
It's nice to meet you, sir â Lu sĂŹltsan fwa ultxarun ngengati Two things about this line: one, I was a little stuck on whether I should use ultxa si (to meet intentionally) or ultxarun (to meet by chance/to encounter). I ended up going with ultxarun because ultxa si made it sound to me more like this meeting had been arranged, which of course it hadn't. Jake may not have "encountered" Eytukan in the sense of stumbling across him in the woods, but he certainly didn't set out with the intention to meet him; the chance circumstances just kinda brought him here.
Two, Na'vi (as far as we currently know) doesn't really have separate honorifics like "sir" or "ma'am". What it does have, though, is formal first- and second-person pronouns, so I used the formal ngenga instead of the casual nga to indicate the (attempted) respectful attitude of "sir".
three, i so wanted to bop Jake on the head while editing this lol, buddy your skxawng is showing
one who interprets the will of Eywa â fko a ralpeng tĂŹkanit Eywayä Initially I was going to translate "will" as tĂŹnew (want/desire), but then changed it to tĂŹkan (aim/purpose/goal/intention). TĂŹnew sounded more to me like Eywa is discreetly requesting specific actions which the tsahĂŹk must interpret and answer to, while tĂŹkan sounded more like Eywa is just doing her Eywa thing and the tsahĂŹk is simply interpreting what that means, which felt more accurate to me.
What are you called? â Pefya fko syaw ngaru? No need to justify this one, it's pretty straightforward lolâI just think it's fun that she worded it that way in English, because "how does one call to you?" is the standard way of asking someone's identity in Na'vi!
It is hard to fill a cup which is already full â Lu ngäzĂŹk fwa teya si tsngalur a lu teya mi again no justifying really needed, I was just kinda proud of this line because I made it rhyme lol
Jarhead clan â olo' alu Sähena-re'o Na'vi doesn't typically describe nouns with other nouns like that (sähena-re'o), but I felt like it worked for Jake's spitballing. plus Eytukan's about to drop the term "uniltĂŹranyu-tsamsiyu" in the next few lines anyways so i think i can get a pass lol
For my people â Suteri oeyä Ok, for such a short little line this one definitely had me conflicted. If I were to translate the full line "I was afraid for my people", I would say suteri oeyä oe txopu soli (lit. "concerning my people, I was afraid"). In the forest dialect the topical is always supposed to come at the beginning of the sentence. However, that's not how Neytiri delivers the line, and I wanted to keep it consistent with her delivery. In the end I decided that fudging the "topical must come first" rule here was ok here because she is essentially saying "I was afraid", realizing that Jake might not understand what she meant, then doubling back to clarify "for my people".
I considered using fpi ("for the sake of/for the benefit of") instead of the topical, but that felt off, as if Neytiri being afraid somehow benefitted the clan.
I also considered using Na'vi instead of suteâI'd have to drop the oeyä for this because "my the People" sounds silly, but "I was afraid for the People" as in the Na'vi as a whole would make sense here. However, a standalone "Na'viri" just didn't look right to me, and while fpi Na'vi/Na'vifpi" looked a little better, I'd already decided that fpi wasn't quite what I wanted.
So, in the end I stuck with suteri oeyä concerning my people.
Jake's and Tsu'tey's speech
This one gets its own little section because it was an interesting case; I'm basically redoing Tsu'tey's job. Now, if you take the entirety of Jake's speech and line it up with the entirety of Tsu'tey's translation, it's pretty good; they do basically say the same thing (I suspect this is actually what happened lol, that KP was given the full speech and asked to translate it and said "yeah ok" and wrote Tsu'tey's version).
As you can see, though, when you go through it line-by-line the way it's delivered in the movie, it's....not always quite accurate lol. So I made a version that was a more literal to Jake's speech line-by-line.
On that note, I've noticed that KP tends to really prefer the shortened versions of case endings ("for" vs "foru" etc.) I like them sometimes ("oey" and "ngey" have really been growing on me lately lol), but as a personal style preference I wouldn't have used them in all the same places he does (this is 100% a personal preference thing that will vary between speakers, neither is more or less "correct"). That said, if and when one of the lines I translated wound up being very similar to what Tsu'tey already said, out of respect for the original I went ahead and kept the same shortened endings, as well as matching the word order.
You ride out as fast as the wind can carry you â Kämakto nĂŹwin nĂŹfya'o a win nĂŹftxan na hufwe atusul Literally, "ride out in a manner as fast as the running wind".
Ngl I actually VASTLY prefer Tsu'tey's version of this one lol. "May the wind propel you" is a lovely "meaning-not-words" interpretation and I like it a lot. However, for comparisons' sake I wanted to do one that was closer to Jake's original line. That said, I'm not surprised they went with a less literal translation for this line because "as fast as the wind can carry you" is actually really hard to pull off grammatically in Na'vi. It'd have to be like "as fast as the wind's ability which is to carry you" or smth, which just sounded clunky imo. So I decided that "as fast as the running wind" was a good middle ground. Not as clean or poetic as Tsu'tey's interpretation, but techincally closer to Jake's original line without being too clunky.
peng san I'm not sure if the quotation opener is strictly necessary here but it felt more cohesive to have it in my personal opinion, so I added it to mine but didn't mark it as a mistake in Tsu'tey's.
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and uhhhhh that's it I think. Perhaps one day I will make a part 2 if I get access to more scenes. I also already have an English â Na'vi translation of an A2 scene that I'm gonna make into a subtitled video one of these days. I'd love to do a Na'vi â English for A2 as well, but unfortunately we don't currently have a complete list of the Na'vi lines for A2 like we do for A1, and as you have seen here actor delivery can make it very hard to translate by ear, even for experienced learners. Maybe someday...
#edit: some minor corrections have been added to the notes under the cut ('twas bound to happen :'))#lĂŹ'fya leNa'vi#avatar#avatar 2009#na'vi#neytiri#jake sully#eytukan#tsu'tey#moat#just wait i bet i'm gonna suddenly discover like ten gazillion mistakes AFTER I post-- >:'D
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cannot stop thinking about how whumpy it mustâve been when i was given the anesthesia and passed out earlier. like even before the laughing gas i was SHAKING and TREMBLING in fear i fucking HATE needles. but i was also smiling the whole time because my fear response isnât fight flight fawn or freeze itâs just. to laugh. for some reason. anyway after i got the laughing gas i was smiling and giggling even more and also shaking a lot more in both fear of what was gonna happen and also probably the laughing gas. they told me to take deep breaths which i did, still freaking out though. i started panicking even more when they put the IV in my arm, like wow that was horrifying i mustâve looked sooooo scared wooow.. so much fear.. (whumpers you know where to find me). anyway i eventually followed their advice and took deep breaths, knowing that it would make the laughing gas effect me quicker, but i did it anyway because its all i could do.
(more under the cut because i couldnât shut up and this got long)
and guys. guys. THEN. then i started thinking about Anton and imagining i was his test subject and he was just doing an experiment on me and let me tell you. the way pure CALMNESS just WASHED over my entire body. like before i walked into the room i was like âanton save mee save me anton haha lolâ. and then anton DID save me. in a way. but yeah i mean i KNEW that would happen because thinking about anton literally always calms me down anyway but i just thought that was funny lmao. woow
okay so then they injected me with the anesthesia. i donât think i really felt it. then they put a rubber thing in my mouth to keep it wide open, and i was just thinking âhaha wow they gagged me thatâs gotta be one of my favorite whump tropes.â i just stared straight ahead (i couldnât really turn my head anyway with the way the chair was set up), struggling hard to keep my eyes open, breathing really deeply, barely able to form a coherent thought.
i do NOT remember falling asleep. like one moment i was sitting there eyes wide and breathing heavily, staring at the doctors on either side of me, and the next i was like all woozy flopping around in the chair, head lolling to the side as the doctors were telling me to wake up. it was sort of a blur, i had NO idea what was going on at ALL. i remember slurring as i talked, telling the doctors i wanted to keep my wisdom teeth. they laughed and asked why and i just kept repeating that i wanted them to let me keep them (they did let me keep them! iâm gonna put them in a little jar like a mad scientist). then i kept asking for my phone and they gave it to me. they put me in a wheelchair to take me to the car because i could NOT walk, i was stumbling around, completely unable to stand or sit up straight, and when we got to the car i just flopped into the passenger seat like i was DIZZY. and i was also a bit nauseous. blood in my mouth and all that. oh i also had gauze in my mouth which definitely made talking a lot more difficult
so i really barely talked, i donât think i said much else which iâm kinda happy for because i was high as FUCK and did not wanna ramble about a bunch of weird oc lore to my mom. i KNOW i wouldâve talked about anton and/or silas nonstop. but i just went on my phone instead which is when i made all those posts from earlier LOL. those typos were genuinely not on purpose at all. i could not type. iâm being fully serious.
hereâs a screenshot from my discord server of me attempting to type âholy shit i canât type.â and as you can see, it was, well, TRUE
anyway yeah i just curled up in my seat on the car ride home, i wasnât on my phone much because i was still really tired and it was hard to keep my eyes open and stay awake. the car seat was leaned back really far so i was laying down and could not see out of the car windows (but my eyes were closed so it didnât really matter). but i just remember feeling every turn of the car and trying to guess where we were driving as if i was a whumpee whoâd just been kidnapped and was trying to memorize the directions. as you can tell i knew this situation would be whumpy as fuck and didnât hesitate to make a bunch of silly connections.
so then we got home and thereâs not much else that happened. i just took a lot of pills and washed out my mouth and put more gauze in and then went to sleep. it didnât hurt that much at all because of. the drugs and stuff. i slept for a long time and woke up feeling back to normal, in the way i wasnât high af anymore. yeah so now my mouth kinda hurts but i have painkillers so itâs fine. i ate lasagna like 20 minutes ago. iâm probably not supposed to eat lasagna. i did it anyway (i took very very teeny tiny nibbles it was very basil core).
anyway thatâs it i think! dunno why i wanted to share this whole experience but i thought it was kinda funny the way i kept finding whump in everything hahaha (like i said, my actual fear response is literally to LAUGH and GIGGLE at everything in fear. this needs to be used more in this community imo. and i think⌠i have a new oc for that actuallyâŚ. teeheeâŚ.. ominous.. very ominous dot dot dotsâŚ..)
but really this isnât as bad as i thought itâd be. itâs gonna suck to eat a bunch of soft food and stuff but overall itâs not bad. at least for me. obviously this was only my experience and everyoneâs will be different. i do kinda see the humor in everything whenever iâm in a bad or painful situation so that might also be why this is easier for me, idk! hope u all found this at least a little entertaining because i know i did haha
#wyrms says stuff#wyrms lore#wisdom teeth removal#medical whump#drugging#surgery#emeto mention#blood#whump#irl whump#whumpblr#whump community#crack whump
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Omg, I just wanted to say I ADORE your characterization of Al and Vox! I don't even have the words to express how much I love reading your stuff, especially the Anon responses you post on here. The behind the scenes thoughts are literally my food, lifesource, its so good when people not only write characters IN CHARACTER, but also include stuff about their analysis/understanding of the character too.. I'm literally obsessed with breaking down characters and yk, cracking their chrome domes open to see how they work (which admittedly, I am not the best at <_< but I love reading them). Just wanted to say how much I love your writing. I had maybe 2 questions, please don't feel pressured to answer them :>
What in your mind (in reference to the 66.6 fics) would motivate Alastor to let Val get close to him in the first place? Or was that more you picking these two characters up by the scruff of their necks and plopping them into a hypothetical scenario to explore their character and write some fun intimate thingsTM?
What do you think of the dynamic of Vox and Al vs something like Lucifer and Al? Personally I've noticed that something Alastor craves, behind the mask of his static smiling persona, is attention. He's (at least how I saw it) usually peeved when people don't care about his absence, and seems especially bothered by the King of Hell refusing to really acknowledge him, so he goes out of his way to push Lucifers buttons (like calling himself a father figure to Charlie, IN FRONT OF HER ACTUAL FATHER LOL) whereas with Vox, Vox is literally CONSTANTLY thinking about Alastor. Man literally interrupted his regular TV program to do a segment about how much he totally didn't at ALL care about Alastors dissapearance or the fact that he returned (suree buddy). So Alastor can have more fun with him and annoy him by ignoring and messing with him on purpose.
ty if you do respond to this, sorry if it was hard to understand, sometimes I forget how to put the thoughts in my brain into coherent words!
Ahhhh, thank you very much, anon! I'm especially happy that you're enjoying my commentary on Tumblr, haha - I spent a while on Twitter because that's where all the fandom zines I was in were being hosted, but nothing beats Tumblr for giving me a nigh-unlimited word count and a captive audience for my rambling! >:D <3 I'm back to cocooning myself on the OG hell site.
Thank you for this ask, it really brightened my day! :D
As for your questions:
1. I'm assuming that was a typo and that you mean Vox (but in case you did mean Val: that was just a funny accident of him walking by the room! Alastor wasn't paying enough attention until it was too late), and to that I say:
I think Alastor allows Vox to take a go at him in canon because he finds Vox's obsession with him to be entertaining, but also because Alastor is kind of a narcissist and that same obsession massively feeds his ego, especially in a political climate that otherwise forgot about Alastor. Vox's whole "Who gives a shit about Alastor coming back?! Haha, now let me have a public meltdown and short out power to the whole city about it! Oh, fuck, why is he back, though?? Can we send a spy in to find out??" is exactly the reaction that Alastor wants every time he mentions his mysterious absence and gets brushed off.
At the same time, Alastor doesn't seem to register Vox as a sincere and genuine threat. He's a big enough fish in the Pride Ring pond that his obsession with Alastor is gratifying, but Alastor's self-absorption also doesn't really allow him to treat Vox as a threat tier above "annoying in a funny way, and also television is stupid." (Perhaps this will change in season 2... :eyes: (or perhaps Alastor will get Even Worse) (please god let him get even worse))
So those two things in combination make Vox the perfect candidate for Alastor to experiment with while maintaining his ego and not feeling particularly threatened. Despite Vox's Safeword 101 talk, Alastor would never put stock into that system with Vox unless he was certain that he himself would be able to back up a 'no' with overwhelming force. Him even considering safewords in the Live On Air! series is less for his own sake and more a politesse he offers on Vox's request to warn Vox to slow the fuck down before Alastor tries to put his insides on the outside.
2. And in direct contrast, we have Lucifer...
... Who Alastor obviously actually cares quite a bit about, because he's a whole nother power tier from both Vox and Alastor, and furthermore and possibly even more importantly, a credible threat to Alastor's relationships and standing in the hotel. I think a lot of discussion I see about Alastor prodding Lucifer seems to talk about how quickly he got annoyed about Lucifer's comments, but that misses the fact that he was pissed off before Lucifer even showed up. He got pissy the moment he saw the welcome sign, actually! And I wager that he was narratively absent for the scene where Charlie actually calls Lucifer because he would have done his best to manipulate her out of doing so had be been there.
And given that the two clearly haven't met before (though obviously Alastor knows of Lucifer - and hates that the inverse isn't true, hah), it's not 100% clear exactly why he's immediately so annoyed, but in my personal view of things and barring something like "he's projecting onto Lucifer because his contract is with Lilith," I think that what we know of Alastor's personality points most strongly to "he liked being the hotel's benefactor and sees it as His Project, and doesn't like the idea that Charlie called daddy for something that she thought mysterious, powerful Alastor couldn't handle." He distracts a lot with obviously-goading comments about practically being Charlie's dad in his duet with Lucifer, but underneath that he puts a lot of emphasis on the work he's done for the hotel and the fact that he's been supporting Charlie and the hotel from the start, so why the fuck is this deadbeat asshole suddenly turning up?!
Tl;dr: Charlie missed her insight roll on Alastor's personal investments and he's sooooo offended - and taking it out on Lucifer!
I think one of my favorite things about both Lucifer and Alastor is that they both sooo obviously belong in the Pride Ring, hahaha.
#ask#hazbin hotel#alastor#vox#radiostatic#my writing#anonymous#long post#part of the reason I love Alastor so much is that pride is also definitely my sin of choice#I relate to you#you horrible little narcissistic maniac you#meta#personal
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THANKS @kimdokjafan you are so kind and generous. ok im cashing in the first of three blank checks to talk about faith trust and pixie dust (most recent chatfic) because the last two directors commentaries were too serious so let's do a silly one.
some p5r spoilers, and this is mostly about sumire, and it's long again. do i need to keep disclaiming that these are long? you should know me by now.
i had this written for a while before i started formatting it because i wasn't really sure if i should post it? i feel like silly chatfic is something people go to for predominantly lighthearted nonsense so i was like, maybe there's too much plot and dramatic misunderstanding and i should just keep this one for myself. but then i was like well nothing matters and maybe someone will have fun with it. it's kind of terrible how much fully or mostly completed fic there is my docs that just doesn't see the light of day lol. write for yourself etc but i like sharing! too bad it comes with the mortifying ordeal etc. anyway that was a tangent
potato counter is a neopets game. there's no deep lore i just like neopets. i guess in this universe ryuji doesn't play neopets? or maybe he's just never played potato counter specifically. i also have a different fic where ryuji DOES play neopets. it's about neopets and ryuji and goro talking on neopets.
i think this might literally be the first time ive written sumi in a fic because i haven't actually written that much fic for royal, like, now that im looking, literally almost none? and none that had a group dynamic. so it was kind of fun to find her voice for the first time in a silly groupchat like this. i was worried people would find her exclamation marks annoying but i personally thought it was endearing so i added it in there.
every time i do a gag where a character corrects their own typo i have to code more stupid little bubbles to make it happen but i think it's worth it. all the effort that goes into making tgis look as much like a real chat as possible
this obviously doesnt take place in the canon p5/r universe, but im imagining sort of a postcanon sumi personality where she's more comfortable being herself and isn't borrowing kasumi's brand of confidence, but she's visibly a really anxious person without that kasumi veneer. i also think in this universe sumire is a fairly recent addition to the friend group, and while everyone likes her a lot and she really likes them, i kind of wanted to emphasise that feeling of being in a friend group where everyone's established and you're sort of a plus-one? you don't really fit yet. part of that is her being new, part of it is her anxiety, part of it is just the kind of person sumi is where she's so polite and self-conscious she ends up taking herself out of things with her own good intentions. stuff like her interrupting the flow of an existing conversation by greeting everyone instead of jumping straight in because she doesn't feel comfortable inserting herself, which means everyone else stops to greet her even though that doesn't normally happen in a friend group, or making a point of thanking everyone for being invited to events while the others take it as a given.
idk i love that she feels a bit out of place with the phantom thieves in p5r. and part of that is a natural consequence of being a new addition in royal who can't be naturally integrated with an existing dynamic but i honestly feel like the writing team realised that and acknowledged it, and really leaned into it, and that made it work incredibly well for me. like, it's part of her character that she's sort of an outsider. it's not like p4g's incredibly clumsy integration of marie and subsequent attempt to shove her down everyone's throat as the canon love interest in p4ga (knife). sumi has that outsider vibe on purpose and it makes me really like her dynamic with the thieves as an individual
goro also feels slightly out of place in these chats, but his conversational style blends more naturally with the other thieves at this point and he even uses their codenames sometimes. i keep saying my chatfic series isn't a real Series because the lore keeps changing, but if we accept that they're all kind of following a General Continuity, assume this takes place some time after the last fic in which ren added goro to the groupchat and they made an effort to integrate him into their friend group. he's kind of there now and has settled into being the weird boyfriend. that's his role.
every time goro says something like "ren and i" assume it's the text equivalent of him talking to the group with his arm around ren's waist.
ok i got really fond of this silly running joke where sumi brings up the weather when she's feeling uncomfortable. she's so polite. i like this thread because setting it up meant i got to tie it off like this:
this just made me happy lol i liked writing this. i tried to use it to demonstrate that despite goro's abrasiveness he obviously knows sumire pretty well, he's attuned to her quirks and knows how to tell when she's having a bad time with her anxiety, so he uses her little weather habit to ground her.
i honestly dont think goro and sumire could be considered close in p5r and as much as i like the "royal trio" in canon they're not really... like... friends? with each other? they're both attached to ren, so it' more a V shape than anything else. but that said, i really LIKE goro and sumi's canon dynamic. he takes a really grouchy but politely attentive supervisory role to her during their few forays into the palace as a trio where he doesn't really know her well but clearly identifies her as a harmless little tryhard who needs some guidance and steps into that role grudgingly, and she immediately looks up to him despite being very wrong footed by his ruthlessness, which i find incredibly charming. i think given time they could be good friends, they just didn't get much chance to know each other very well in canon. so i tried to kinda do that here.
once goro stops being evil and joins the group they all kind of tiredly accept that his role is to occasionally push a cup off a bench while smirking and refuse to clean it up. emotionally, i mean.
wait i need to backtrack chronologically to talk about akeshu.
in this scene they're in the same room lol talking and snickering while typing. im trying to get at that vibe of the annoying couple who is flirting with each other, via you. you know? like ostensibly they're talking to you (sumire) but everything they say to you is part of their stupid game. sumi is incidental to goro and ren teasing each other about flirting with someone else, goro is reporting everything ren says because his boyfriend is so eye-rollingly foolish in a cute way. they're very tickled by how amusing and charming they are. gross. disgusting. sumire im so sorry for putting you through this
anyway here are too many of my favourite jokes from the fic
#futaba gets a lot of my favourite punchlines because i love her. i think she's an incredible vessel for comedic timing#once again you can see how much i overthink everything#given the amount of thought that goes into character shit for what LOOKS like a stupid 3 second chatfic#but is really. a stupid 3 second chatfic with twenty years of overthinking behind it#it takes time and effort. to be this stupid#anyway i love sumi. i think she's so cute. i like her dynamic with the thieves so much#ive said it before but i think chatfic is one of those mediums that looks so deceptively simple because#you know it's just silly dialogue and memes. it's very accessible. anyone can write a funny chatfic#but i think it's such a character-forward 'genre' that it's really really difficult to do well in the sense that it feels like the characte#s you know and not just mouthpieces for memes with familiar names attached. so im kinda obsessed with the genre#it relies so heavily on every character having a distinctive voice without trying too hard to be unique#ideally you should be able to read one of these with no names attached ands till get a general sense of who's talking#without having to rely on liek (sorry) homestuck style quirks which make it visibly obvious#that' skinda hard because irl people's typing styles aren't THAT distinct you know. theres only so many variations#you can make to a person's use of grammar punctuation capitalisation etc before it becomes a gimmick instead of an idiosyncrasy#but hopefully if the character voice is strong enough their identtiy should come through more subtly anyway. idk .idk if im there but i lov#to work towards it#wow i wrote anothr essay in the tags about my love for Modern Epistolary Fiction (chatfic)#after already writing a whole essay in the post#i mgonna shut up guys thanks for having me#rookfic#asks#p5#rookthots
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