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have-you-seen-my-sanity · 1 month ago

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Moon boys as Vampires

The boys know living with them is unique enough and them being vampires now was another level and a bit unusual if you think about them having full on mood changes depending on each phase of the moon.

Although they have certain needs now, they refuse of being the cliche vampire you would normally see in movies. Apart from the need for blood and cold skin, mind you.

Whenever they see a spot for a vampire movie or show, the boys can't help but make remarks about it or fun.

How Steven just laughs and makes fun of the vampire being shown.

“If they call that thing a vampire then we should be called frickin’ Dracula...”

How Marc just cringes whenever he sees the vampire practically glitter and immediately seduces like all woman around him.

“Uh, what kind of freaking soft porn is that? Ugh...”

How Jake just makes disgusting faces and cusses in Spanish when the vampire's skin starts to evapurate as soon as he gets exposed to the sun.

“Qué carajo es este espectáculo de mierda? Qué clase de coño es ese? La piel se quema con el sol, pff!”

(What the fuck is this shitshow even? What kind of pussy is that? Skin burns in the sun, pff!!)

The boys are still the same, they just have a hunger for blood and their senses are heightened.

For example you can try as hard as you want, they always know if your body is acting up or your emotions going wild. You can't fool them.

Moon phases affect them positively and negatively if you will, and since they most probably are still serving Khonshu, the cheeky god can manipulate the moon into different phases, resulting in the other gods just yapping at him, so he gets away with it too.

On full moon, Marc Steven and Jake have especially heightened senses and their emotions and characteristics are stronger too.

Steven gets even more clingy and affectionate.

Marc gets even more possessive and horny.(good luck with that btw... honestly)

Jake gets even more in the mood to hunt.

Whenever a Blue moon happens (or if Khonshu manipulates it to get the boys to chill), they are so calm and sweet that it almost makes you forget they are vampires. Even their hunger seems to be lower during that time.

Steven is sugarcoated anyway, but during blue moon he is candilized in the sweetest way possible.

Marc is just utterly chill and sweet, his sweet side is practically shining out of him.

Jake just loves being near you every second he can, he is almost like a cat wanting nothing more than to lounge around you.

But with a blue moon, comes also a red moon, or Eclipse. During this time their vampire demeanors shine through the roof.

Their eyes are practically glowing red if they get hungry. Not even Steven is sweet during this phase.

Their need for blood is tripled up, their... lets say feral sides are more prominent and their sex drive is shooting up real fast.

What's also through the roof is their possessive and jealous nature during a red moon. If any of them catch you staring at someone even for a second longer, they'd assume you find that person attractive and want to put you back in your place once you're alone.

What's common for them to do with you during red moon is fucking you while drinking only so much that all it would take is one more single drop until you pass out from bloodloss.

They are simply feral during an Eclipse.

But during normal days, they act like they usual do.

Steven is the one who doesn't like the feeding because he always thinks they're hurting you with their fangs.

Marc does actually have some contacts willing to be donors for them so they won't have to feed on you if you don't want that. Though, if you're okay with it, he is on board.

Jake actually prefers others too, but he will try to make you comfortable enough before he feeds. If they only have you for the time being, he doesn't shy away to feed on you.

All three of them despise animal blood, especially Marc and Jake. Steven usually just downs it immediately before he regrets it instantly and makes faces.

They do have cold skin, which may be good in warm seasons but not the cold ones. They all hate the cold skin too but when you cuddle up with them anyway, they feel warm inside.

The boys also hate the Twilight movies because they hate the portrayal of the vampires in them. Just because they have the abilities doesn't mean they have to use them in order to make people fall for them. That's not how they met you.

They for some reason do like Dracula though, because they think he's just cool.

Sometimes the boys can't help but get jealous, especially if thanks to their enhanced smelling, they smell the scent of another person on you. They get especially jealous if it's another guy.

“Love is that the smell of what I think it is?” Steven would ask if his face is buried in your neck after you came home.

“Mi amor, were you with a man?” Jake would say the moment his nose catches the smell.

“You know we can smell you were with guys, right sweetheart?” Marc would remark after his face was close to your neck.

Their prefered spot on where they want to feed is also different.

Steven mostly uses your wrist for a quick feeding but won't say no to your snacky looking neck. (I mean, can you resist his soft, tiny bit worry filled brown eyes looking at you while your blood dribbles down his chin?)

Marc prefers your neck more but has no problem with your wrist as long as he gets his snack. Though if he's feral he's attacking your neck...

Jake only drinks from your neck since he's into that tasty vein of yours and won't take your poor amount of veins in your wrist...

Speaking of biting... they all are into love bites and hickeys, especially your neck. They would even try to convince you not wearing any scarf so their marks would be visible. Gets them going.

The boys also have their prefered spots for love bitings. Jake loves your neck and shoulders, Marc loves your chest area, stomach and sometimes your waist, Steven loves your thighs and everything between. But they all love each part of your body equally.

It's obvious the boys can be assholes if they want to, especially Marc and Jake.

The most asshole-thing even Steven does is just sneak up on you from behind to scare you. You never even expect him until it's too late with his cat-like steps.

What Marc and Jake do is a bit more asshole-like, like staring you down like some delicious snack, teasing you about it and flashing cheshire cat rivaling grins to flash their fully extended fangs at you. Some habits die hard even after death.

The most asshole thing they can do though is asking Khonshu to manipulate the moon phase to their liking so they can be all-scary-vampire-like.

But they can be total sweethearts too. Their charming sides come out even more often, so they like taking you out on fancy and expensive restaurants followed by Jake driving you around until you fall asleep. Hand kissings included.

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crater-lake · 5 months ago

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8/9/14

So tonight has been an interesting night for a lot of reasons but mainly I am actually riding with my voice right now instead of my fingers and it's kind of strange because I am used to typing rather than speaking when making these entries and the tone of my voice is informing the quality of the writing I am curious about what version of me this is given both the medium in which I am using and the fact that I am actually drunk right now I have brought myself to the writing because I am curious about why I have spent three hours on Grindr for no reason, looking for desire while inside of desire so that desire may live I have sent nudes tonight for example and I don't feel that great about it. I am wondering why I sacrificed perhaps what could have been a night of rest for a night of obsession for the image and for the phone at the end of the day usually decide to be a writer, even if it is in silence, and even if it is alone, there is nothing more honest about what I am saying despite being drunk it was already true. The lens is just different. No one is listening more or less, everyone is about the same mostly lives are unchangeable and experienced. I think I will probably have a boring job for a long time.

It is shocking how effective this computer is in registering what I am saying. Imagine if I tried to write a poem in this manner the computer is even identifying places where a sentence stops or starts, which feels insane. It understands subordination and conclusion. I don't even understand those concepts. I spend so many days with students who I will never see again, and I have nothing to make peace with except the fact of my liveness, I look around for time with my wide eyes and wonder if that matters, and in the wondering, it begins to matter which feels strange. I often think that a version of looking is creation because when you look for too long, you create the end of the hallway which is to say the door you are opening Leads to another door ., Backspace delete erase that do you see me trying to erase what I have just written. The future does not scare me but confuses me. I look 31 years old. I remember what it was like to be 17 the only time I feel alive is when I feel interesting I mostly feel uninterest, I feel interesting when I am in a classroom of people my students remark that is delightful that I speak seven languages.

I can't believe that Lawrence ever existed. I am glad that the English listener cannot discern the spelling of his name. I cannot believe that anything has ever happened. I cannot believe the looking even when the looking is looking, I understand the end of what is interesting. I announce that I try to take interest in that which is an interesting despite that being fruitless, this is the first instance of the night which I am conscious. It is nice to be unconscious and wanting man was supposed to come to the basement and fuck me but he did not.

El hombre no vino a follarme, y estoy decepcionado que no viniera porque quería que viniera a la casa para que pudiéramos hacer algo y la aspiración de qué venga me condujo a sentirme mal en mis clases. Suelo hablar español porque tengo estudiantes que vienen de países. Spano hispanos hablantes. Mis estudiantes han disfrutado la experiencia de haber hablado conmigo en sus propias lenguas, porque he logrado charlar en italiano francés, y en algunos contextos portugués. En este instante en el que me oigo es muy claro que poseo un acento en español, a no ser que no me haya criado en un ambiente hispanohablante. Es increíble que haya decidido perseguir una carrera en la lengua española. Por qué no me resulta claro en el en el caso de que no provocará un trabajo específico, sólo estaba persiguiendo a la idea del significado a través de la traducción he empezado con nada, y la gente se sorprendió que posea la habilidad de poder hablar español con las personas generalmente y este traductor tiene la habilidad de traducirme.

Quelque chose que je dis, et que j'ai besoin de améliorer mon force pour que je puisse travailler dans les contextes international dans le futur. Quelques fois je ne veux pas me sentir bien.

Ich glaube das ich zu viel von Lorenz gedacht hab und allgemein in der Zukunft würde ich nichts mehr von ihm nachdenken wollen, obwohl wir so viele gute Erfahrungen zusammen geteilt haben. Ich hab nicht so viel von den Personen gedacht, die ich in Österreich getroffen hab. Ich glaub das ich nicht so gut mit Ihnen verhalten hab. die Menschen sind beeindruckt von mir, dass ich Deutsch auch kann obwohl das lernen von den Sprachen ist mir einfach und allgemein würde ich sagen, dass ich mit mir selbst beeindruckt bin, dass ich nicht mehr Sprachen gelernt hab weil zum Beispiel ist Niederländisch so ähnlich bei Deutsch, dass ich schon niederländisch kann aber das hat nichts stattgefunden oder ist das nicht passiert und ich wünsche, dass andere Sprachen wurden auch einfach sein oder dass ich die gleiche stärke hätte.

És molt interessant que hagi decidit parlar moltes llengües a la vegada per què he begut a la Carol aquesta nit hi ha un estudiant a la meua classe d'anglès amb la qual parlo Català perquè el llave de Barcelona terror en general m'agradaria parlar més Català per què no oblidi del Català que he après per exemple havia viscut a València per 514 més sis de la meva vida i per tant estic pensant que això seria molt estrany ara mateix estic als Estats Units on no hi ha cap persona que he conegut a l'estranger jo no sé la raó específica que he perseguit una vida que fa importància a l'escolto res que no conec però no puc canviar el passat en aquest moment estic pensant a miquel per què és la persona amb la qual comparteixo el Català mas que l'altra persona jo té diria El Seu nòvio no sap parlar Català com jo hi sóc una persona molt especial i el no podrà trobar una persona com jo a la seva vida és una cosa segura perquè sóc una persona molt intel·ligent i culta.

Teo l'ultima cosa che dico in italiano sarebbe che quando stavo conducendo alla casa questa notte io avevo paura perché c'aveva tanta pioggia per la tempesta che è arrivata i quasi o detenuto il carro in modo che non mi metta in pelli pericolo ma dopodiché ha Chato la ponte ho visto che non c'aveva tanta pioggia come prima avevo fortuna che potessi condurre finché la casa senza essermi messo in più pericolo sto rendomi conto di che italiano sia un po' difficile per me perché non ho molte contesti in cui utilizzo la lingua ma in generale sì ho deciso ossia sì ho decidessi inculcarmi in altri contesti Magari Italia o persone italiane potrei aggiungere alla mia conoscenza molto rapidamente perché già possiedo possiedo la capacità di comunicarmi più o meno abbastanza.

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isnt-it-pretty · 2 years ago

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AU where Cyno's eyesight is actually fucked. I know there are a lot of characters with red eyes in Genshin, but how interesting would it be if Cyno's red eyes caused him problems? I mean, he hangs out in the desert.

The most common cause of red eyes irl is ocular albinism. It causes bad vision, light sensitivity, difficulty with depth perception, etc.

Imagine Cyno struggling in the Akademiya because of his eyesight-- reading is difficult when you can't see the letters, and it wasn't like he had access to glasses in the desert. But what is he supposed to do? People already dislike him for being from the desert; he won't give them another reason to see him as different, so he makes do. Instead, he hunches over books late at night when nobody bothers him.

That's how he met Kaveh—late a night in the library, struggling to find a book high up on the shelves. And Kaveh? Kaveh is nice, friendly, and a few inches taller. It's only natural that he asks if he can help. Nobody ever offers to help Cyno. It becomes a thing. Cyno, quiet and nervous, seeks out Kaveh to ask for help finding books. They start studying together, and sometimes, Cyno asks him to read aloud paragraphs from books and primary sources-- usually handwritten and difficult to read. Most people would think it's because Cyno is stupid, but Kaveh knows that isn't the case. Eventually, he asks in the softest way he can manage, "Cyno, can you see?" And Cyno just shrugs and replies, "sort of." Kaveh reacts better than Cyno expected; he just says, "okay," and they continue studying. It cements Kaveh as one of his best friends and one of the few people who know the truth.

Cyno who gets killer migraines from the light. He blacked out his room with curtains, and sheets hung over the windows, only left during the brightest hours for clases before retreating back. Kaveh brings him food and charms his way into getting some Spantamad student's notes for Cyno, who missed three classes in a row because he couldn't move without vomiting. Sometimes he sits next to him, holds back Cyno's hair or just helps him feel less alone. Brings water bottles, ice packs, medication and peppermint oil; he talks to Amurta students for advice without ever mentioning Cyno's name. (Years later, when Kaveh witnesses Alhaitham's migraines, he slips back into old habits without thinking.)

The only reason he can fight as well as he does is the spirit within him. He lets go, lets it take over and fight for him (Cyno's original model had a blindfold in his burst form! They removed it probably because of clipping issues.) The other half of the time, he operates on instinct alone. When he joins the matra, Taj figures it out quickly. Cyno is a good kid-- smart and strong--, but something isn't quite right about the way he moves in a fight, the way he shies away from doing anything during the brightest hours. It's Taj who finally drags Cyno away to get glasses, and for the first time, Cyno can see leaves on the trees. He can read words on a page without squinting and decoding letter by letter. He can recognize faces by more than their general appearance. It's life-changing. But he can't tell anybody-- being from the desert is bad enough, being visually impaired too? He'll never get anywhere in the matra; they may even kick him out. When he starts working alone, Cyno quickly becomes known for working at night-- to the absolute terror of the scholars he hunts.

Tighnari studies in Amurta. He knows biology, knows how bodies function. Eyes aren't his thing, but it doesn't take long into his friendship with Cyno to figure out that something is wrong. Cyno doesn't read anything-- everything is memorized. So he starts trying to get Cyno to read books and papers. Eventually, he sees Cyno sigh and pull out a pair of glasses.

Upon learning Cyno has migraines, it takes Tighnari 0.02 seconds to put two and two together to get four. Yes, Cyno's migraines are caused by light sensitivity. Do you know what else causes migraines? Eye strain, you big lummox. And that's how he convinced Cyno to wear his glasses more often, or maybe even found some way to have contact lenses made for him (plastic contact lenses weren't invented until the 1930s, but in 1888 we had similar lenses made from glass. Downside? Sand isn't great for contact lenses.) Unsurprisingly, it helps. Tighnari researches and mixes different medicines for Cyno's migraines, makes sure he drinks water and rests his eyes. The biggest help? He finds out how to get tinted lenses to block out the worst of the sun (Cyno with sunglasses.)

Cyno still doesn't wear them while out on assignments because they'll break easily, but he will around the office and at home. He has extra pairs in his office and home, while Tighnari always has an extra pair (or six) in his hut for the next time Cyno inevitably shows up injured and with broken/missing glasses.

The first time Collei sees Cyno in his regular, non-tinted glasses, she is immediately 1000% less intimidated by him. It's hard to be afraid of a 5ft-nothing nerd in glasses, especially when he tells her of his struggle with reading as a child.

HoH Alhaitham and visually impaired Cyno staring each other down in Aaru Village and making Dehya want to rip her hair out.

Is this just an excuse for a visually impaired character? Yes, yes it is. If you're interested in writing visually impaired characters (although not necessarily ocular albinism), this masterpost by mimzy-writing is an amazing resource!

#cyno #cynonari #kaveh #tighnari #sometimes i'm creative #this post isn't as nicely written as some of my other au posts #but that's because I'm exhausted lol #rip #genshin impact #tighcyno #my posts #chronically ill genshin #i mean not REALLY #it's more disability #but fuck it I'm using the same tag #hurting cyno like it's my god given right #blind cyno

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mediocre--writing · 4 years ago

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I loved your childhood friends ask! I have a headcannon that when they grow up and get to high school, Billy has a hard time because Steve is seeking out girls whereas Billy just wants him. Billy would definitely cry to his mom about it, especially when Nancy comes into the picture, his head in her lap as she plays with his hair and tries to soothe his broken heart and sobs. How could he fall in love with his straight childhood best friend?

it wasn’t steve’s fault.

billy had to keep reminding himself that it was in no way steve’s fault.

but as he sat in the camaro, waiting for steve to get out of his house, billy could see steve twirling the phone cord around his fingers while he blushed and talked to someone.

billy had been there for almost ten minutes. and steve had seen him, even waved at him, and was usually so punctual about leaving the house.

but it took a total of 25 minutes for steve to hang up the phone and come out to billy’s car.

“nance was talking to me about that party friday, you know the one? but yeah she wanted us to go together and so...”

“so you wanna drive her to the party. steve, she’s your girl, you gotta take her,”

steve sighed out in relief, “we’ll go to the next one together, b, alright?”

“of course,”

they hung out that afternoon but billy didn’t feel as up for it as he was when he was getting ready.

steve was constantly talking about nancy or the party and what he should wear. billy wanted to beat his face in.

it wasn’t for any other reason than he was being annoying. steve and billy were hanging out. that was the plan. it wasn’t steve, billy, and the constant thought of nancy wheeler hanging out.

they drove around for a while, which was nice, and they sang to music, and billy felt settled by steve’s semi-raspy singing voice.

he felt a bit better about losing steve to nancy until he went to drop steve off. it wasn’t anything that happened, just what he said:

“thanks for being so cool about the party. maybe nance and i can introduce you to heather, she’s super nice and i think she likes you!”

billy forced an easy smile on his face while he looked at steve, “sure, t, that would be nice,”

then steve left and billy waited until he got into the house before driving off like a bat outta hell.

he didn’t go straight home. he went to the gas station, filled up the tank, bought three packs of cigarettes, and a candy bar before driving around for the remainder of the night, until about 12.

steve never listened anymore.

in the car, billy had been talking about how he had found a second job at the pool and his coworker, heather, was really sweet.

then steve brings her up at the end of the night like he came up with her out of nowhere? did he not listen to a word billy had said all night?

and nancy. nancy prissy-motherfucker wheeler.

who does she think she is? ramming her way into their group, pretending to be all shy and sweet and cutesy when she just wants steve.

and the way she thinks she’s better than everyone because she’s taking next-grade level clases.

well guess what, wheeler, so am i!! you’re nothing special!!

as billy finished off the last cigarette of the second pack, he reached into the passenger seat to grab for the third pack when he realized how shaky his hands were.

glancing around the car, he noted that it was 11:45, three and a half hours since he’d left steve’s house. and he was going 94 on a shady backroad.

billy loved the feel of speeding, but knew his mother would whip his ass if he did.

rather than open a new pack, billy decreased his speed (to 70, but it was better than 100) and started driving home.

he rolled all the windows down completely, hopefully getting some of the smell out.

when he’d pulled into his driveway, his mom was standing on the porch, trying to shove the key into the lock while balancing her purse, diner leftovers, and another bag in her arms.

billy quickly got out of the car, leaving the pack of cigarettes in there and grabbing the candy bar before walking up the steps and taking the takeout boxes out of her hands.

“thank you, sweet boy,” she smiled as she finally got the key in the lock

they walked into the house quietly, setting all of their stuff down.

billy discarded his jacket in the coat closet while she had gone to change out of her diner uniform into comfy pajamas.

billy moved to the kitchen to take plates and cups down, setting them on the dining table suit for three people, maximum.

he opened the take out boxes and moved each of their dinners onto plates before filling the glasses with ice and water.

“thank you, baby,”

she pecked him on the forehead as he sat down at the table, then took her normal seat and began eating.

“how was your day?”

“better than yours,”

billy’s face scrunched up a little at her comment as she took a bite of her burger.

“you still smell like smoke, plus you were meeting with steve at 6, so you’ve been out for quite a while...”

“it’s nothing to worry about,” billy kept holding his burger rather than take a bite out of it, the smoking having ruined his appetite.

“billy,”

“promise, it’s nothing to worry about,”

“alright. don’t you both have that party friday?”

“why does everyone care about this stupid party!?” billy said, louder than he meant to.

“who’s ‘everyone’?”

“nobody, mom,”

“oooh, you’re all grumpy, calling me ‘mom’ and shit. why don’t you check the attitude by tomorrow morning, mkay?”

billy nodded and took a bite of his food, “sorry,”

“it’s alright, but you can’t get angry at me for something i didn’t do, billy,”

billy nodded and she got up to clear her finished plate, rinsing it then coming back to where billy was still eating.

she held his face gently in her hands and placed a long kiss on his forehead, “try to get a good nights sleep, hon,”

she walked to the back of the house, where her bedroom was, and shut the door, leaving billy with most of his dinner still on his plate and heaviness in his heart.

billy made it through the rest of the school week. the weather was warming up, nearing the end of the school year, and the days were pretty easy.

but he was avoiding steve. well, really, he was avoiding the priss, and since she was always with steve, he was avoiding him by default.

and it didn’t feel any better avoiding steve when every time he did see him, he was holding flowers for her, or picking her up from behind, or talking real close to her face all sweet.

the worst part was that steve didn’t seem all to fazed by not seeing billy those four days.

and it hurt. it hurt that, apparently, steve meant more to billy than billy meant to steve. it hurt that the priss could replace billy so quickly.

and so billy was getting agitated. his mom kept working late shifts and billy was working on training for his lifeguard job and homework and it all felt like too much was going on and he didn’t have steve there to distract him.

so, by complete accident, he got into a fight. a big one. with a senior.

for a junior, billy could probably pass as an actual adult, and had the muscles and fighting skills to prove it.

the senior wasn’t too far off either, though.

billy got knocked into (by accident) in the hall while he was watching steve and the priss and just... snapped.

he and the boy were both losers of the fight, neither looking better than the other and neither having been declared winner. plus, they were both marched off to the principals office at the end of the day.

billy, out of the corner of his eye, saw steve watching him get marched off to the front offices, but didn’t care to look and see his face.

more so, the disappointment that would be there. steve hated when he got angry and fought. he hadn’t gotten into a fight since freshman year, so what happened now?

billy’s mom, having been called in from work, seemed as if she was on fire when she came into the building.

she was a taller woman, had broad shoulders and a glare that rivaled billy’s. in short, she was intimidating as fuck (even in her cute 50s work uniform)

billy couldn’t look her in the eye.

after they’d finished with the principal (two day suspension for both boys), billy and his mom walked out to his car.

“where’d you park?” billy grumbled.

“i had christopher drop me off so i could make sure that you would be going straight home after this,”

they made it to the blue camaro, both standing on the drivers side door.

“mom—“

“keys!” she held her hand out and billy stared at her, “now!”

he fumbled in his jean jacket pocket before handing her the keys, walking around to the passenger door and getting in.

they drove the speed limit the whole way home, not talking and not listening to music. just the rumble of the engine as they sat in silence, both seething with different types of anger.

they pulled up to the house, both getting out and going to the door, unlocking it and billy tried storming off to his room before he was called back.

“what!”

“first of all, loose the ‘tude,” she gestured for him to sit on the couch as she walked back and forth in front of the coffee table. “second of all, no party friday.

“now, what the hell is wrong with you? huh? i didn’t raise you to punch a kid for accidentally bumping you in the hall and i most definitely never taught you to talk back to me!

“i get it, billy. we all have bad days or weeks or whatever but we don’t scream at other people or start fights because we feel angry! do you understand that?”

“yes, ma’am,”

“now, why don’t you tell me why you’ve been all ‘hormonal teenager’ for the past week. well, the past month you’ve been weird, so start from the beginning,”

billy took a few deep breaths, “mom, i really don’t wanna—“

“no, we’re gonna talk. i took the whole day off work so we could fix this, so we are gonna talk and we are gonna figure this out, because you’re not you, billy. you are sweet and smiley and funny and you’ve been a little shit recently,”

billy smiled a little bit at his moms crude language, something most parents would frown upon.

“i’m pretty sure that steve and i aren’t really friends anymore. not like we used to be, at least,” billy scrunched up his nose, a tell that meant he was pretending he wasn’t about to start crying.

“why do you think that? you and steve are inseparable, have been since the day you met,”

“he got a girlfriend,” billy was staring just over his mom’s head, pretending he was looking at her. “and he hasn’t been...”

“hasn’t been what?”

he rolls his eyes, “i’m gonna sound like an asshole,”

“you are a little asshole, just say it,”

“he doesn’t pay attention to me anymore. all he talks about is the priss and how their relationship is going. i love him, mom, you know i do, but i can’t hear another word about her! i hate her!”

“why? is she mean to steve?”

“not mean mean, but, like, i talked to some of the guys we hang out with and they think steve’s been weird recently too. he doesn’t do anything without her and he’s different. i can’t explain it, he’s just not the same steve,”

“billy, it’s his first love, he’s gonna be all sappy for her and forget about his friends, it’s just how it is most of the time,”

“no! it’s not ‘just how it is’ because steve and i aren’t just friends, we’re closer and she’s just pulling him away! he doesn’t even care that she is!”

“billy,”

“you don’t understand!”

“i do, i get it completely, but you’re teenagers and you’re gonna get upset. i’m surprised you and steve have made it this far without having a big fight yet,”

“but we aren’t supposed to have big fights! he’s supposed to listen to me and i’m supposed to listen to him! we get each other and he knows me better than anyone! he’s not like my other friends, he’s—he’s steve—and i can’t loose him, mom,

“he was the first kid i really got to hang out with when you kicked dad out, and he helped me through that. we’re close! i can’t just lose him now, after everything!”

“billy, baby,” he looked up to her, teary eyes and all, “what are you really thinking about right now?”

“i think... i think i like steve, like, i like like steve,”

“i know, baby,”

billy’s head shot up to look at her eyes, “you—“

“billy, you’ve loved steve since the day you met, it’s harder not to notice,”

billy starts breathing deeper then, and his mom moves to sit on the couch, pulling him into her chest as she plays with his hair while he cries quietly about losing his best friend and crush.

“it hurts so bad, momma,”

she shushes his broken voice and continues to play with his hair, “i know, baby, i know,” she tears up along with him.

they stay like that until the school day ends, then when the sun goes down.

billy ends up falling asleep on the couch that night. she gets up to get the knitted blanket off of an adjacent chair and drapes it over his body, not being able to cover all of his legs, but staying there with him all night.

it was hard, as a mother, to watch her son break into so many little pieces. but it was even harder when she almost felt her heart break with his.

she knew steve, knew he would make whoever he ended up with a very, very happy person. he was sweet and went out of his way to make others happy.

and a selfish part of her really wanted steve to end up with her billy, for him to be treated right by the only person he’s been in love with. the person who he’d unintentionally pined after for years.

she just wanted to see her boys happy.

#ooh this was angsty #let me know if you want a second fluffier part #stranger things #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy’s mom #billy hargroves mom #mw harringrove #mediocre—writing

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randomstufflol29 · 3 years ago

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Remember me

Peter Parker x Reader

a/n:Hey!I just had this idea,based of the book:"we were liars".I usually don´t write long and angsty stuff,but there´s a first time for everything,right?Feedback,good or bad is always welcome and likes,comments and reblogs will be appreciated:)Ps.follow me on Tiktok for more of my writing:randomstufflol29

summory:Peter forgets something(or someone)very important and y/n helps him remember.

TW:Angst,a lot of it ig.Maybe swearing.Mentions of sex.Bad writing lol.Many mistakes.(English isn´t my first language)

Wordcount: 3745ish

Peter Parker had a rough year behind him,at least that´s what everybody told him.He can´t rememder much.Of course he didn´t forget everything,such as little glimps,like May´s birthday or Tony´s and Pepper´s Christmas party,but something is missing from his memories,something very important.Peter tried to ask the people around him,but they always said the same thing:"You have to remember yourself,it´s better if we don´t tell you anything."He couldn´t wrap his mind around why he couldn´t remeber this important thing in his life and why nobody wants to tell him about it,even though it would be easier if somebody just told him.Aside from the fact that he couldn´t remember most of his year,Peter continued living his life.He started his first year at college,goes on his usual patrols,works at Stark industries,spents time with the other Avengers and meets his friend,but he just can´t stop thinking about what he forgot.

It´s a normal Thursday evening,Peter and Wanda cook together and watch a movie afterwards,since Peter doesn´t have clases until 11am Fridays.In the last few days Peter started zoning out a lot and thinking about the last year more than he already does."Peter you´re doing it again."Wanda comments,eating her Lasagna while Peter already finished his second plate.That boy can eats a lot,very fast."Sorry,just can´t stop thinking about it."Peter responds."I think you´ll remember soon."Wanda says,pausing the movie and putting her plate down on the living room table."You think so?"he asks,unsure about what Wanda just said."I know it,now stop thinking about it for a while and get another plate,we still got plenty of the Lasagna.“she responds“Thanks Wanda."Peter answers and stands up.Around 1 am Peter and Wanda go to bed.Peter moved into the Avengers tower,when he started college,since it´s closer to his college,than May´s flat.This night,just like many,Peter can´t sleep.He had problems with falling asleep for a while,but he didn´t want to burden anybody with that problem,so he does what he always does,when he can´t sleep.He rereads the same book over and over again,until he falls asleep eventually,to survive the next day with a lot of coffee.He doesn´t know why he likes this book so much,it´s not the type of genre he would usually read,but somehow it became one of his comfort books.It´s only supposition,but somehow he thinks it´s connected to something from his past,something he can´t remember.

Due to his sleep problem,Peter drinks a lot coffee,otherwise he couldn´t get through the day,so even though he had one at home,he was on his way to his favorite coffee shop,to get another iced coffee.It´s 4pm and his clases for today were over.He enters the suprisingly empty coffee shop and orders his usual.Peter sits down at an empty table and starts reading his comfort book,while waiting for his coffee."Exscuse me.I love this book!I read it about 1000 times.It´s my comfort book."Peter looks up to see a girl,standing next to the empty seat in front of him,a very very pretty girl.You have a coffee in your hand and smile at Peter.Peter was never good with girls,especially with beatiful grils like you,so his hands immediatly start to sweat."You can sit there if you want."he says a little helpless.You smile at him again and take a seat."How do you like the book so far?"you ask Peter."I´m about half way through it,but I already read it a few times."Peter responds a little more comfortable,since he´s talking about something he likes."Oh so a true fan I see."you say,smiling.Something about your smile makes Peter feel good,it´s warm and comforting,but he doesn´t understand why,you are only a pretty girl he met at a coffe shop,right?"Yeah you could say that."he answere,smiling back at you.You let out a chuckle and suddelny something in Peter´s mind snaps."Do I know you from somewhere?"he asks confused."Sadly I can´t tell you,you wouldn´t believe me."you say,stand up and walk towards the door.Peter stands up quickly,grabs his coffee from the worker and follows you outside."Why wouldn´t I believe you?"he asks confused,when he catches up."I know you Peter,you just wouldn´t."you respond."Where do we know each other from?"he asks,grabing your arm,so you´re forced to stop walking."I can´t tell you,you have to remember yourself."you answer."Well I´m not really good in remembering for the last year."he says,frustrated and annoyed,because nobody,not even a random girl he met at a coffee shop,wants to tell him anything."I know Peter and I´m sorry for that,but I just can´t."you respond."How do you know my name?Just tell me please,I´m not going to remember."he almost begs you."I already said,I can´t tell you,but I can help you remember."you say."How tf could you do that?"he asks annoyed."Meet me at this place,tomorrow at 10am."you say,writing down the adress on Peter´s arm and walking away."How do I know you´ll come?"he shouts."I guess you just have to trust me Parker."you shout back at him,before completly leaving his seight.Peter couldn´t stop thinking about you for the rest of the day.He didn´t even know your name,but he knows he can trust you and when he went to bed,for the first time in a very long time Peter could sleep peacefuly.

Peter wakes up at 8am and walks into the kitchen."You´re awake early Peter,did you sleep well?"Wanda greets him."Very well,I´m meeting someone,,that´s why I´m awake early."Someone?A girl?"Wanda questions grinning.."No comment."Peter answers smirking."Alright,do you want me to make you some toast with eggs and a coffee?"Wanda asks."That would be lovely Wanda. I´m gonna take a shower while you make it."he responds and gives Wanda a kiss on the cheek,before entering the bathroom.Peter leaves at 9:30am and swings to the adress you gave him.He arrives about ten minutes early,but when he comes out of the dead end,where he changed,he can already see you waiting for him.It´s a pretty warm day and you are wearing a beautiful summer dress,which suits you perfectly.You didn´t see him yet,but when he watches you standing on the bridge and look down at the water he feels butterflies in his stomach.You turn around and see him walking towards you."Hey,you look pretty."he greets you,all the uneasines from yesterday gone.You blush and your smile combinated with the bright pink of your cheeks just melts Peter´s heart,letting him forget why he is really here."Thanks Peter.You don´t look bad yourself."you compliment him and for a second you are just two awkward teenagers standing on a bridge on a hot spring day."Shall we begin?"you ask,taking him back to reality."Sure,just to make it clear,you are not gonna answer me any questions,you are just going to show me things and try to help me remember?"Peter asks."That´s the plan."you agree and start walking.Peter follows you and realizes,that you are not too far from the coffee shop and that you´re heading to that exact place.

"Okay,we’re here"you say,as you arrive in front of the coffee shop."We were here yesterday.Why should this help me remember anything?"Peter asks confused."No questions,just trust the progress."you answer,dragging him into the shop."Now go and order a vanilla latte machiato with caramel sirup and cinnamon."you rell him and he looks at you with a confused look."Do you know how hot it is outside?And isn´t cinnamon a christmas/winter thing?"he asks and you roll your eyes."What did I just say Peter?"you respond."Yeah yeah trust the progress bla bla bla."he anwsers annoyed."That´s right,trust the progress,now go!"you say,slightly amused.You give him a last smile and thumbs up and he goes up to the bar.The guy who works there gives him a strange look,but still does the order of course.Peter comes up too you with the coffee in his hand and you smile at him."You enjoy this,don´t you?"Peter asks."Maybe a little bit.Let´s go outside."you respond grinning."But it´s even hotter outside and what am I supposed to do with the coffee?"he responds annoyed making you laugh.Your laugh gives Peter this feeling of comfort he didn´t felt for a long time,before you crossed his way."You need to stand right here,"you drag Peter to a point where he stands directly under the sunlight,"and now drink the coffee."Peter obeys,knowing arguing with you would be useless.He drinks the way too hot coffee for this way too hot day.A memory,a very important one crosses his mind.He did this already,drank this way too hot coffee on a way too hot spring day with a pretty girl."I think I remember something."he says quietly,still fascinated by the fact that he actually remembers something for once."What do you remember?"you ask,even though you knew what he meant."I met a girl here.She spilled her hot coffee all over me and bought me this coffee as an apolagy.I was confused why she would drink a hot,winter themed coffee in spring,but when I tried it,I understood.It´s the pure irony that makes it so good,drinking a hot winter drink in spring isn´t how it´s supposed to be,but it still works."Peter has never been happier and you smile at him,like you were just as happy about him remembering something,even though it´s almost impossible."I know you said I‘m not supposed ask questions,but can I still do it?Just one simple question?"Peter asks.You are both so happy right now,that he just needs to ask."Fine you can,but it doesn´t mean I will answer it."you resond."Alright,what´s your name?"Peter asks and you let out a chuckle."You are lucky,this is a question I actually can answer.Y/n y/l/n."you answer and Peter gets even happier.Y/n y/l/n,the prettiest name he ever heard."Peter Benjamin Parker,nice to meet you y/n."Peter says,making you laugh. "We need to get going now."you say and start walking,while he follows you like a puppy.

Peter had so many qustions.Why did you knew exactly what to do,so he could remember things?Why did you know him so well?Are you the girl he met at that coffee shop?Probably not,right?He would have remembered it,if you were that girl,he was pretty sure about that.But if you aren´t that girl,how did you knew about the coffee?Peter also had some questions,not about his memories,but about you.How old are you?You look like his age,maybe a bit younger.Do you have siblings?What´s yout favorite color?What do you like to do in your free time?Do you have a boyfriend? He thinks about the last question more than he probably should,but he just can´t help it.You are funny,probably really smart,sweet,the prettiest girl he´s ever seen and he can´t even find the right words to describe what he feels when you smile at him."Do you have a boyfriend?"Peter blurbs out."I´m not gonna answer this question."you respond laughing."Is that a yes or a no?"Peter asks."Like I said, not. gonna. answer.this.question."you respond and Peter pouts."It´s unfair,you know so much about me,but I barely know anything about you."he says a little whiny."You will,I promise.But in my defence,I´m not the one that can´t remember."you tease him."That´s not fair!"Peter says,sounding like a little child,making both of you laugh.

"Are we there yet?"Peter asks like an unpatient 4 year old on the way to Disney Land."Almost."you answer shortly.You walk into a beatiful little park with a little lake in it."Hey,I know this park.I always swing over it on my patrols."Peter says."Wait I mean-"he starts,realizing what he just said,but you interrupt him:"Don´t worry I know you are Spider-Man,no need to shit in your pants Parker."He gave a sigh of relief and you laugh at him,but the question:How do you know so much about him?pops up in his head again.Luckily he didn´t have much time to think about it,because you start dragging him to the lake."Look around closly and try to remember."you say like it´s the easiest thing in the world.Peter does as he gets told and looks round.The park is beatiful.It´s surronded by huge trees,ducks live at the lake,children play hide and seek,couples enjoying the hot day with a picnic and a wooden bridge leads to a little island in the lake.Something in his mind snaps and he remembers something.Without saying something he walks towards the island and you follow him quietly.On the island he looks around again and the memory gets clearer."Looks like you remember something."you comment while he still looks around."The girl I met at the coffee shop.I asked her out,we went to this park for our first date and did a picnic here.Everytime I wanted to do something special,I took her here.I asked her to be my grilfriend here and we said "I love you" here for the first time,while we watched the stars."he explains and you nod in agreement."I can´t believe this is working."Peter comments quietly with a smile on his face."Do you remember how she looked like or what her name was?"you ask,but he only shakes his head as respond."That´s fine,you will."you say happily."I´m hungry,do you want to get something to eat?"Peter asks."Nah,not hungry,but you can get something."you respond.You and Peter go a little hotdog cart.He orders 3 New Yorker hotdogs and eats them like his life depends on it.Like said earlier,that boy eats a lot and he eats it fast."Damn you finished those in seconds."you say laughing,while he whipes all of the ketchup he got on his face away.He just shrugs his shoulders in respond.

You are on your way to the next place,when Peter suddenly realizes something."Hey,that´s my aunt May´s neighberhood.Are we going to her flat?"Peter asks confused."Yup."you answer shortly."You know I lived there right?I probably would have already remembered something."he says."Yeah,but you also were at that coffee shop more than once and you still didn´t rembered something,right?"you respond."That´s true,but May´s flat is something diffrent.I lived there,I couldn´t just overlooked something like a vanilla latte machiato with caramel syrup and cinnamon."he argues."Well you did,because if you didn´t you would remember.Now let´s go upstairs."you say,entering the building.Peter opens the door with his spare key and you enter together."May?"Peter shouts,but no ones responds."Looks like she isn´t home."Peter whispers for no reason."Thanks for this incredibly helpful information,I didn´t realized May isn´t home,when you shouted her name and no one responded."you answer ironically,"Very funny."he responds,slightly annoyed."I know,I´m hilarious."you say cockily,making Peter roll his brown eyes,but he can´t help it and smiles."Okay we are in the flat,now show me the vanilla latte machiato with caramel syrup and cinnamon,I apperently overlooked,even though I lived here."he says and you roll your eyes in annoyance.He still does the bad coffee reference and it´s getting on your nerve,but you decide to ignore it and you enter his room."Look under the mattres."you say and he shakes his head in amusedmend.He looked under his matress about a thousand times,no way he overlooked something.But when he lifted the matress,he saw it."What the fuck,how did I not see this?"he asks shocked.One of the wooden slats is broken and taped together wit duck tape."You didn´t had the backround information,that´s why you oversaw it,but I think you remebered the second you saw it,right?"you ask grinning.Peter nods embarresed."How did this happen Peter?"you ask him,trying to sound as innocent as possible."Do you really make me say it?"he asks embarresed,burrying his head in his hands."Yup,you doubted the progress and now you have to take consequenzes for that.And it´s pretty hilarious seeing you all flustered."you answer amused."Fineeee,we broke the slat while ... for the first time."he mumbles so you can´t understand that one word right."While what?Jumping on the bed for the the first time?"you ask smirking,probably enjoying torturing this poor boy a little too much."WHILE HAVING SEX FOR THE FIRST TIME,GOD!"he shouts,probably loud enough for the neighboors to hear.You burst oout laughing and Peter joins you.You can barely breath,when you finally come down."Don´t worry the other memories won´t be as embarrassing as this one,but also not as hilarious."you say before leaving the apartment.

"How many places do we still have to go too?"Peter asks,trying to find out how much time he still has with you."Just 2 more and you should probably remember everything."you explain."Oh."Peter is a little disapointed,he had hoped to have more time with you,even though probably should be afraid of you,for knowing so much,but he isn´t.He feels a weird comfort when he´s with you,even though he doesn’t know you.You are just a girl he met in his favorite coffee shop 24 hours ago,who helps him remember things.Still,the last few hours were the best he had since a long time,you didn’t treat him like a glass figure that could break any second.You turn right,entering a empty dead end and stand still,which leans into Peter bumping into you.Peter holds you,so you won’t fall.Your bodies are pressed against each others and you share a awkward second,in which you both blush,after taking a step backwards.”Put your suit on.”you break the silence.”Now?”Peter asks a little embarrassed.”No in 20 years,of course now dipshit.”you respond laughing.Peter takes his suit out of his backpack and you turn around,while he changes.”Alright you can turn around again.”he says.”Why did I need to put on the suit?”Peter asks confused.”Because,”you turn him around,”you need to swing us on that building.”you answer.Peter doesn’t answer,just puts his arms around your waist and start swinging.All he can feel is you being close to him,you arms around his neck,him holding you close.He‘s glad you can’t see his face through the mask,because he can’t stop grinning.You arrive on the rooftop,a bit to early for Peter‘s liking.”Look under the bench.”You say calmly.Your eyes are closed and you enjoy the wind on top of the roof.Peter watches you for a second before walking up to the little wooden bench.He flips it around and sees a little writing on it.”Our little mountain in the middle of New York.Peter Parker and Y/n y/l/n Parker”It feels like someone punched his face,but instead of a fist,that someone used his left out memories.Every little detail about last year and about you came back to him.He turns around to look at you.You still had your eyes closed and Peter couldn’t help but smile.Just a second ago he was mad at you,mad at you because you didn’t told him,but now,all the anger vanished.It doesn’t matter anymore,he remembers now and maybe not telling him was the key.He steps closer to you,so he is only inches away.”It’s you.”you open your eyes and smile at him.”The girl I met at the coffee shop,the girl I went in the park with.The girl I asked to be my girlfriend.I can’t believe I forgot you.”Peter says,tears roll down his cheeks.”No shit Sherlock.“you respond laughing,making him roll his eyes.“But it’s alright,you remember now and that’s all that matters.”you say,with that comforting smile,Peter loves so much.”I love you.”he whispers.”I love you too.”You whisper back.”Y/n?”He asks hesitating.”Yes Peter?”you answer.”Can I kiss you?”he continues,barely hearable.“Of course you can Spidey,I’m your girlfriend.Did you already forget?“you and laughing.“Not funny.“Peter responds and leans in to kiss you.Peter feels every bone,every muscle and every cell in his body basically explode.He can’t describe the feeling he feels,when he‘s finally able to kiss you.It’s like thousand fireworks explode inside of his body,but 10,000 times stronger.

You pull away and rest your forehead on his.“Come on,we still have one station left.”You say and he pouts in respond.”Can’t we stay here,like forever?”he asks and you chuckle.”Come on,it’s very important Peter.”you answer.”Alright.”he says before giving you a short kiss on the lips and putting on his mask again.”Ready?”he asks.”Ready when you are.”you say smiling and you swing off your little mountain in the middle of New York.Peter changes into his normal clothes and you walk to the last place,holding hands.Peter doesn’t care that he still doesn’t remember everything,since you still have one station left,the only thing that matters is,that he remembers you.”We are here.”you are standing on the bridge again,where you met this morning.Peter furrows his eyebrows in confusion.”Look around,do your remember what happened here Peter?”you ask in a very serious tone.Peter scanes the area,but nothing pops up in his head."No."he simply answers."This bridge was rebuild 6 months ago,because something happened here.Please remember Peter,this is very important,okay?"you say,almost begging."Y/n what´s wrong?I remember everything that is important.I remember you,us.Why do I also have to remember this?Why can´t we just move on?"Peter asks."BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING.It´s very important Peter please."you respond,tears start rolling down you face.Peter sighs and looks around again.And for the 5th and probably last time today,he remembers.He turns around to look at you again,biting the inside of his cheek to stop the tears."No it can´t be."he says,his voice shaking."What happened Peter?"you ask camly."Don´t make me say it."Peter answers,not being able to stop the tears."Peter what happened?"you ask,like you actually didn´t know the answer."I was fighting a villain,on this bridge.He knew my secret identity.He held you hostage,because he knew that you were important to me."Peter paused.He waited for you to say somethinng,but you didn´t so he continues:"We fought and the bridge was destroyed.You fell down with it´s pieces."Peter doesn´t want to say it,but somehow he knows he doesn´t have any other choice."You died May 15th,exactly one year ago.Your body was found two days later.It´s all my fault."he finishes,barely hearable,but you understod him clearly."No it wasn´t Peter,it was no ones fault.I need you to understand that,okay?"you respond with a soft tone,which rips Peter´s heart out of his cest."No it is.It´s my fault you died.I-"Peter says sobbing,but you interrup him."Peter,it´s not your fault."He doesn´t listen to you,he continues talking about how it´s his fault and how sorry he is.And then,you kiss him.It´s not a loving and passionated kiss like you had on the rooftop,it´s a sad kiss,a goodbye kiss."Close your eyes."you say,after pulling out."No,please not."he answers."Peter,close your eyes."you repeat and he does,he closes his eyes,even though he knows what will happen,when he does."It´s not your fault.I love you."you say,giving him one last kiss on the cheek.

Peter doesn´t have to open his eyes to know that you are gone,forever.He falls on his knees,sobbing in his hands.Some people try to help him,asking what´s wrong,but he doesn´t repond.All he does is grieving,for the first time ever.It startted raining at some point,but he didn´t care.It´s already dark when Peter arrives at the Stark tower."Peter where were you?Why are you so wet?"Wanda asks worried,when he steps out of the elivator."Can we visit her,Wanda?"Peter asks."You remember."she respond understanding.Peter nods."Of course we can,but maybe it´s better when we go tomorrow morning."Wanda suggests,but Peter shakes his head."Can we go know please?"he asks begging."Okay,what about you go change first and I go look for some flowers?Can´t go there without flowers,right?"Wanda answers.Peter only nods and goes inside his room.10 minutes later they are on their way to the cemetery,walking in silence.Wanda knows the way to your grave and walks first,peter follows her,holding the flowers Wanda got from Vision this morning.He wouldn´t mind.Peter puts the flowers on your grave,falls on his knees and starts crying again.For a while this was all they did,Peter crying on his knees and Wanda trying to comfort him."I miss her Wanda."Peter says with a shaking voice."I know Peter,we all do."she responds."It´s getting pretty late Peter,we should go.We can come back tomorrow."Wanda says."Can you give me a moment?"Peter asks.Wanda nods understanding and starts walking away."I love you too."Peter says,kisses the gravestone and follows Wanda.

The End

#peter parker x reader #peter parker fic #peter parker #marvel imagines #tom holland #peter parker au #peter parker imagine

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hattercatsparadise · 4 years ago

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Who hurt you?

Mirror, mirror on the wall ... Reveal the Reflected Wish.

The mirror reveals the Reflection of the Wish: When he realizes that you were trying to hide a black eye resulting from bulling (feat. Floyd, Jack & Malleus)

Hatter’s note:

Shy soul: Hello. First, I think it's amazing that you go out of your way to write in three different languages! I don't know if anyone's told you thank you for that, but thank you.

Hatter Cat: Thank you so mewch, mew sweet and shy soul, it moved even my first, second, third, fourth, fifth ... * counting how many cat lives in my paw beans * Anyway! Thanks for the compliments, I'm sure the Queen of Thorns will reward me with a scratch on mew chin. * purrs happy and eager for my reward * Mew!

✨ Imediatamente seu humor muda;

✨ De sua personalidade borbulhante e feliz para uma besta enfurecida ansiando por um massacre;

✨ Quem se atreveu a fazer isso com você vai pagar em dez vezes;

✨ Vai persegui-los por horas já que ele é bem resistente;

✨ Talvez ele acabe jogando-os no tanque e faça uma caça antes de espremer os idiotas enquanto nosso garoto está em sua forma tritão;

✨ Se os idiotas quisessem pôr fim ao pesadelo iriam até fazer contrato com Azul;

✨ Talvez o polvo sorrateiro se juntasse na pequena lição;

✨ (Ele sabe como é ser intimidado e ele terá mão de obra de graça por um longo tempo);

✨ Espere que ele nos próximos meses fique mais pegajoso e seja seu guarda costas (mesmo quando estiver de mal humor ele fará esse esforço, ele é adorável).

✨ His mood immediately changes;

✨ From his bubbly and happy personality to an enraged beast longing for a massacre;

✨ Whoever dared to do this to you will pay ten times;

✨ It will continue for hours as it is very resistant;

✨ Perhaps he will end up throwing them in the tank and go hunting before squeezing the idiots while our boy is in his merman form;

✨ If the idiots wanted to end the nightmare they would even make a contract with Azul;

✨ Perhaps the sneaky octopus would join in the little lesson;

✨ (He knows what it's like to be bullied and he'll have free labor for a long time);

✨ Expect him in the coming months to be more sticky and be your bodyguard (even when he is in a bad mood he will make the effort, he is adorable).

✨ Su estado de ánimo cambia inmediatamente;

✨ Desde su personalidad alegre y alegre hasta una bestia enfurecida que anhela una masacre;

✨ Quien se haya atrevido a hacerte esto, pagará diez veces;

✨ Continuará durante horas ya que es muy resistente;

✨ Quizás termine tirándolos al tanque e ir a cazar antes de exprimir a los idiotas mientras nuestro chico está en su forma de tritón;

✨ Si los idiotas quisieran acabar con la pesadilla hasta harían un contrato con Azul;

✨ Quizás el astuto pulpo se uniría a la pequeña lección;

✨ (Él sabe lo que es ser intimidado y tendrá mano de obra gratuita durante mucho tiempo);

✨ Espera que en los próximos meses sea más pegajoso y sea tu guardaespaldas (incluso cuando esté de mal humor hará el esfuerzo, es adorable).

✨ Você nunca ouviu ele rosnar tão forte;

✨ Olhos semicerrados, as orelhas tremendo e a cauda eriçada;

✨ Jack não seria um lobo que apenas ladra;

✨ Você tem a impressão que ele estava quase se transformando para rasgar seus agressores;

✨ Você teria que persuadi-lo e acalmá-lo para que não cause problemas para ele;

✨ Ele então prioriza te reconfortar e te levar para a enfermaria;

✨ Jack te aconselha a denunciar seus agressores;

✨ Uma vez que seus agressores são punidos ele não sai do seu lado;

✨ Sempre te acompanhando onde você for e sempre entra em estado de alerta para qualquer possível ameaça;

✨ Conselho: Não se aproxime pois esse lobo não vai apenas latir, ele realmente morde;

✨ Não se esqueça de agradecer e lhe dar um merecido carinho pelo bom trabalho.

✨ (Quem é o bom menino? Quem? É você Jack~~!)

✨ You never heard him growl so loudly;

✨ Eyes half closed, ears trembling and tail bristling;

✨ Jack wouldn't be a wolf who just barks;

✨ You have the impression that he was almost transforming himself to tear your attackers;

✨ You would have to persuade him and calm him down so that he doesn't cause trouble for him;

✨ He then prioritizes comforting you and taking you to the infirmary;

✨ Jack advises you to report your attackers;

✨ Once your attackers are punished, he does not leave your side;

✨ Always accompanying you wherever you go and always being on the alert for any possible threats;

✨ Advice: Do not approach because this wolf will not only bark, it really bites;

✨ Don't forget to thank and give him a well-deserved affection for the good work.

✨ (Who's the good boy? Who? Are you Jack ~~!)

✨ Nunca lo escuchaste gruñir tan fuerte;

✨ Ojos medio cerrados, orejas temblorosas y cola erizada;

✨ Jack no sería un lobo que simplemente ladra;

✨ Tienes la impresión de que casi se estaba transformando para destrozar a sus atacantes;

✨ Tendrías que persuadirlo y calmarlo para que no le cause problemas;

✨ Luego da prioridad a consolarlo y llevarlo a la enfermería;

✨ Jack le aconseja que informe a sus atacantes;

✨ Una vez que sus atacantes son castigados, no se aparta de su lado;

✨ Siempre acompañándote a donde vayas y siempre alerta ante posibles amenazas;

✨ Consejo: No te acerques porque este lobo no solo ladra, sino que realmente muerde;

✨ No olvide agradecerle y darle un merecido cariño por el buen hacer.

✨ (¿Quién es el buen chico? ¿Quién? ¡Eres Jack ~~!)

✨ Ohoho...! *risos*

✨ Quem foi o tolo?

✨ Realmente precisa desejar ser amaldiçoado;

✨ Se as pessoas tem medo dele, imagine com uma aura mágica sombria o envolvendo?

✨ E com vinhas espinhosas crescendo ao redor de seus pés?

✨ Agora sim eles vão teme-lo;

✨ Seus agressores estão gritando apavorados;

✨ Você precisa intervir antes que espinhos cubram a escola e ele se torne um dragão correndo risco de overblot;

✨ De alguma forma ele se acalma porque é você;

✨ Lilia aconselha que ele tente uma forma civilizada;

✨ A forma civilizada de Malleus foi ameaça-los de amaldiçoar os idiotas e seus descendentes ou eles se entregassem admitindo tudo a Crowley;

✨ Malleus se torna mais pegajoso que o habitual e não sai de perto de você quando não estão em aula;

✨ Não é necessário dizer que Sebek assumiu por conta própria te proteger na ausência de Malleus.

✨ Ohoho ...! *laughs*

✨ Who was the fool?

✨ They really need to want to be cursed;

✨ If people are afraid of him, imagine with a dark magical aura surrounding him?

✨ And with prickly vines growing around his feet?

✨ Now they are going to fear him;

✨ Your attackers are screaming in terror;

✨ You need to intervene before thorns cover the school and it becomes a dragon at risk of overblotting;

✨ Somehow he calms down because it's you;

✨ Lilia advises him to try a civilized form;

✨ Malleus' civilized form was to threaten them to curse the idiots and their descendants or they would indulge in admitting everything to Crowley;

✨ Malleus becomes more affectionate than usual and does not leave you when you are not in class;

✨ Needless to say, Sebek took on his own to protect you in the absence of Malleus.

✨ ¡Ohoho ...!* risas *

✨ ¿Quién fue el tonto?

✨ Realmente necesitas querer ser maldecido;

✨ Si la gente le tiene miedo, ¿imagina con un aura mágica oscura rodeándolo?

✨ ¿Y con enredaderas espinosas creciendo alrededor de tus pies?

✨ Ahora le van a temer;

✨ Sus atacantes gritan de terror;

✨ Debes intervenir antes de que las espinas cubran la escuela y se convierta en un dragón con riesgo de overblot;

✨ De alguna manera se calma porque eres tú;

✨ Lilia le aconseja que pruebe una forma civilizada;

✨ La forma civilizada de Malleus era amenazarlos con maldecir a los idiotas y sus descendientes o se permitirían admitirlo todo ante Crowley;

✨ Malleus se vuelve más pegajoso de lo habitual y no te deja cuando no estás en clase;

✨ No hace falta decir que Sebek se encargó de protegerte en ausencia de Malleus.

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deardragonbook · 3 years ago

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The King, The Knight and The Mage

Here’s the second chapter of my NaNoWriMo book.

I know I’m updating super infrequently. Life is a mess right now (like, I have a lot of work and exams and homework and Tumblr for as much as I want to place it at the top of the list just isn’t, everything is good and all, I even have a bunch of drafts and ideas for posts, just no time, sorry).

I think halfway through this chapter or the begining of the next is when my tablet decided it would only be doing auto correct in Spanish so if there’s worse grammar than usual I’m super sorry! I did try to be careful but I also did write mostly in between clases.

Read the Prologue first if you haven’t already!

Chapter One: Mages

Willow was sitting on the floor of her room. Sunlight filtered in through the curtains, it hadn’t risen but an hour ago. Yet Willow woke up with the first sign of day, she crawled off of the mattress on her floor and reached for whatever cuddly toys she found first to start her playing.

Willow was a young girl, a young mage. The town’s only child. It was a town tradition, children were children for the first ten years, during which time they were to be only children. Mages lived long lives and believed in quality over quantity, for literally everything, even children. Willow had no complaints; she got the attention of every adult in town.

Willow was only a couple of years old. She had bright brown hair that reached down to her shoulders and matched her eyes. Apparently, that’s where her name came from. Because her hair and eyes were like that of a Willow tree. Willow didn’t know what a Willow tree looked like. There weren’t any in the village.

Her mother drew one for her once. She still wasn’t sure if it was a joke or not, it didn’t look like a tree, it looked like a weird green dress or rain. But that could also be her mother’s bad drawing skills.

“What are you doing up young lady?” her mother asked as she opened the door.

Willow looked up, holding up once of the toys. “Playing.”

“Oh, but you were supposed to be sleeping.”

“I finished sleeping when the sun did.”

“Of course you did,” she smiled. Picking up her child. “You know, the sun sleeps longer in winter than it does summer.”

“Well, that’s not fair now, is it?”

Willow’s mother held back a chuckle at the repeat of an expression she’d heard day prior from one of the elders. “I don’t think the sun really cares about fairness My Dear,” she spoke. Setting Willow down at the table with some porridge already set up before heading to the mirror to tidy up her red hair.

“Hello Dear,” Willow’s father came out of their bedroom. His hair was a mess of black curls that he’d soon fix with a shower. He kissed Willow’s mother cheek before heading straight over to Willow. “And hello my most beautiful precious girl in my entire life.”

“More beautiful than mom?”

“Well of course. You got all of your mother’s beauty plus mine.”

Willow’s mother just shook her head with a smile. “What are you up to today Steve?”

“I have an important job to do down at the lake Melissa.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I may have made some mistakes in my calculations a couple of months ago and now there is a sight risk of collapse from that bridge.”

“It’s not open to the publish is it?”

“Of course not!” He frowned. “But there is a couple of animal nets beneath it so if I can avoid any damage that’d be great.”

“Of course. Well, be sure not to put yourself in nay unnecessary danger.”

“Of course Dear. I’ll see you both for dinner tonight?”

“Just like every night.”

“I am the luckier man in the world.”

“And don't forget it.” Melissa joked with a smile as the bathroom door closed.

Steve took long showers, so by the time he came out Melisa and Willow would be long gone.

Just like every morning Willow finished her breakfast before helping her mother carry the large bouquets of flowers out the door. They walked through town, through the square and all the way through the park, at the very end, just before the woods, was the cemetery.

Willow dropped her bouquet on the ground at the beginning receiving a scolding look from her mother but no comments.

“Would you like to decorate today Dear?”

Willow nodded, picking out all the red flowers from her bouquet before running over to a specific stone and starting her flower drawing. Meanwhile Melissa took a single flower to every other gravestone in the cemetery. Finally returning to her daughter.

“Very pretty Dear.”

“It’s a heart,” Willow informed.

“I see.”

“I chose read flowers so they’d match your hair.”

Melissa smiled more, a slight blush.

“Grandma used to love your hair. I don’t think she liked mine as much.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Melissa smiled, sitting down next to her daughter. “You were the most beautiful girl in her life, she just couldn’t choose a favorite featured because all of them were so perfect.”

Willow smiled and nodded. “Yeah. That’s right.”

Melissa loved how easily convinced Willow was. The truth was Melissa’s mother had been a little disappointed Willow hadn’t inherited her mother’s red hair. “How will I see her in a crowd?” she’d used to say. But despite that she’d loved Willow very much. Her passing a couple of months ago had been hard to explain to such a young child. But Willow was dealing with it in a healthy manner as far as Melissa and Steven were concerned.

“Well, we better be off or you’ll be late for classes.”

“Okay.” Willow stood up, she pressed her palm to the gravestone. “See you tomorrow Grandmother.”

Melissa frowned. But before Willow turned she was smiling again, picking her child up in her arms before walking through town.

Mr William, the oldest member of town was waiting patiently in his rocking chair near the moat that surrounded town. He smiled as Melissa set Willow down. Willow ran to the elder, hugging him as thought he were her own grandfather.

He was everybody’s grandfather in a way.

“Oh, Willow, there you are.” He smiled and continued to rock the chair, rocking Willow too. “It’s been so long.”

“We had classes yesterday!” Willow laughed.

Mr William smiled and nodded. “Ah, true. I do recall you being here yesterday. But what did we learn.”

Willow got off Mr William to stand in front of him. “This!” She exclaimed holding out her hands in an exaggerated gestured, with a lot of concentration a small spark flew form her palms to her fingertips. Barely enough to scare a butterfly, yet the child smiled proudly.

Mr William and Melissa both smiled too.

Her enthusiasm and determination was respectable.

“You’ll be creating thunderstorms before you’re three.”

Willow nodded in agreement. “You promised to teach me illusions today.”

Mr William frowned, glanced up at Melissa then back at Willow. “I don’t recall.”

“Yes, yes,” Willow nodded enthusiastically. “You said, I could look stronger than I am and—”

She was interrupted by a bird, it sparkled and flew right past her. An illusions. “And create beautiful shows, of course, yes, now I recall.”

Melissa raised a brow before shaking her head. “You behave for Mr William, okay Dear?”

“Of course.”

“And don’t pay him too much attention if he says anything silly.”

“Will do mom.”

They waved her goodbye before Mr William got up from his rocking chair, gesturing for Willow to follow. They slowly walked by the moat.

“I thought I told you not to say anything?”

“Sorry Mr William, I forgot.”

“You can’t trick or prank your parents if they know you know how to make illusions,” he shook she head in disappointment.

“I just need to wait long enough that they forget.” Willow stopped, kneeling down to touch the water.

Mr Williams stopped, watching her with a smile and shaking head. “Willow, come. There is much to learn today.”

“Could I learn water magic?”

“Eventually. But not today. Or Tomorrow.”

“The day after?”

A chuckle. “Perhaps a year or two more.”

“It’s just water!”

“And you’re just starting. How about first we master illusions, light, the most simple of spells. Then we can move onto electricity and once we’ve gotten the hang of that we’ll either do water or fire.”

“I think water should go first. That way if I mess up fire I can put it out.”

“Very wise words from such a bright little mage. Now how about you follow me?”

Willow got up finally following the town elder.

He was talking about magical theory. Usually Willow would listen, but she kept glancing back at her reflection in the water. She’d always been easy to distract but today more than usual. She wasn’t the only thing reflected in the water. The trees and leaves could be seen rustling. The roofs of nearby homes. Occasionally a squirrel or a bird moving by. She stopped.

“Willow, are you even listening?”

“The water is moving.”

“Don’t be silly.”

“Look,” she pointed at the water. She was right. There was a very slight movement. Like a small earthquake, a large crowd moving or…

“We should head back home.”

Willow frowned. “Why?”

He didn’t know what to say. He placed a hand on Willow’s shoulder. “I’ll explain when you’re older Dear. For now. We must go back.”

Willow looked up past the water, beyond her village. There was an unfamiliar noise coming from the distance. Something was shiny.

“Willow. Now.”

Willow looked up at Mr William, nodded and began to head back to the village with him close behind.

Thanks for reading!

As usual, check out my book, stories I’ve written plus other social medias: here.

I actually sold a book the other day and I’m still smiling. It made my day, and that’s saying something because I was having a really bad day, like, the kind of bad day where things keep adding up but then you leave the building and it’s raining and you came by bike, kind of day.

But selling a book will always make me smile, people showing interest in your writing truly is one of the best feelings for any writer.

Talking about writing, back on topic,

It’s been 11 days (while typing not on date of publication), I should be a third of the way into NaNoWriMo, I’m 10.5k words. So yeah, quite a bit behind.

I’m not too concerned as I’m quite good at instants of inspirations and 10k words appear. Not to mention I told myself at the very beginning it couldn’t be taken too seriously because of University.

How is NaNoWriMo going for all of you? What are you writing?

#writing #writer #writers on tumblr #my writing #story #stories #fantasy #read #chapter

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ilikelookingatthings · 4 years ago

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Miraculous ladybug and the love square part 1

there are alot of thoughts about the love square.

I’ve got some mixed feelings about Marinette and everyone in the show pushing for it. especially in the movie.

On one hand I love mari to bits. she’s stubborn, has a temper and can be a little petty and can have ulterior motives that aren’t always the most pure(usually involving adrien). can sometimes be a bit insensitive and not completely think through how others might feel in response to her actions, but thats usually when she is understandable distracted thinking about justice or her own emotions or over whelmed or distracted by something. and when she does realize maybe somethings gone wrong she always tries to fix it.

her feelings for adrien comes from the right place. being impressed that he was wiling to be vulnerable to someone who shouted and accused him and refused to listen to him even though he was actually trying to help. that he was willing to talk to mari and be vulnerable and admit he was new to everything. and then offer a umbrella to mari, who had judged him because of his friend, and risked getting wet himself. and he understood that her judging him due to chloe was justified with her history with chloe.

she wants him to be happy. she is very emotionally invested and observant and cares about his feelings. even helping him with another girl despite her own crush. she went up against his dad and convinced Gabe to let Adrien come. and even if most of her gifts she doesn't actually give to him she does make him gifts and macaroons. and she’s gotten better at not acting on her jealous and trying to separate Adrien from other girls now.

and mari always helps her friends and gos above and beyond. and mari is super talented in gaming, designing, dancing, baking, fencing reflexes, being a leader ect.

but on the other side while she means well and feels deeply...she doesn't exactly handle her crush on Adrien in a healthy way. Like alot of teenagers she laments the friendzone not realizing that friendship is the base of heathy relationships. she struggles to have normal conversations with adrien or staying near him for long periods of time enjoying his company without something else to focus on. We know she means well but some of the stuff she does can be a bit creepy.

like when she broke into his room to deliver a gift and sniffed his pillow. or wanting to keep a hair. the schedule that she memorized is a bit weird but useful since he does have a full time table they need to know when they can hang out. and she is class rep. its not completely unreasonable that she could have it. but her forging a no parking sign with the plan to separate adrien from his driver. knowing adrien keeps his phone in the car so he couldn’t call to check on the gorilla and wanting to concidentally go on a date without asking him out. or that she has followed him on multiple occasion. that time she ditche the girls to try to sneak into the boys only party(which was rude of them to hold without the girls when they were suppoused to work...but the girls have their girls only meetings as well). breakig into his locker to steal his phone to delete the message instead of just asking adrien to not listen to the message and to delete it. she as ladybug has seperated adrien from girls before. like kagami and chloe and even lila(though lila we found out was a double red flag so kudos trying to drive lila away).

she almost doomed paris and herself by trying to give up her miraculous for a illusion of adrien instead of looking for a different way to save him. she attacked a innocentsanta that adrien told her wasn’t a akuma which caused a akuma when she got ahead of herself. and she lets adrien influence her too much. Sometimes that can be good. Mari can be a quick to judge bean sometimes and adrien and chat has helped her realize there can be other routes and that people even like chloe aren’t pure evil.

but he can have too much influence on her. he thinks Mari is honest with him and would tell him if she disagreed with him because she doesn’t hesitate in any other aspect whensaying her opinion. but WE know she wants him to like her. so she fully commited to being class president after adrien said he though she’d make a good one to put the finish touchon alya encouraging class pres marinette. Mari joined the gaming tournament not because she wanted to join the tournament but because she wanted to trian with adrien in the same room to the point mari over looked alya pointing out that max was actually invested in the tournament and had rained for months so of course he’s be hurt and would be more invested. Mari changed her stance on chloe even when she probably coul have gotten adrien to understand her and the clases perspective since chloe sucked around them. but instead mari leaned into adrien was right.

She joined the fencing because of adrien as well. went to chlloe’s I’m trying to be nice party even though she had been determinded not to go because adrien would be there. and even though adrien toldmari to talk to him if lila was still a issue, mari instead focused on adrien telling mari they should try to give lila a chance and never told him about lila threatened her or about lila stealings his book. stuff to show lila wasnt just someone looking for attention.

Mari focused on following adrien’s advice instead of telling him more of her view about lila. or consdering adrin’s asvice was more about mari’s jump on every lie tactic was making lila stronger.

and mari didn’t like kagami for a while due to adrien and kagami hanging out together often. and mari even used adrien being stolen by kagami to japan as a excuse to tam up with chloe to mess with kagami.

and mari has even put down others like the class to raise adrien up like when she said out of the class adrien is the least likly to steal a braclet...accidentally implying everyone else was more likly than adrien. how how sometimes she puts chat down a little to bring adrin up at times in the show.

and mari even helped adrien with kagami even though she did not want to because adrien asked. adrien would hate to make her do something she is uncomfortable with but mari went along with it. and while it was cute with the scarf situation to want adrien to be happy even if you don’t take credit. mari puts herself down when she compares herself to adrien.

Adrien praises her all the time and boosts her up and helps when he can and has expressed how important mari is to him(even if its not romantically like she wants). but mari who is normally pretty confident in herself in the show in her designs and plans and talents that she can standup to people tends to put herself down when it comes to adrien. and tends to put her feelings beneath what she things adrien wants even though we know adrien would want her to be happy to and wouldn’t want to unknowingly hurt her. like in the wax museum situation.

like mari pushed kagami and adrien together with the icecream even though it was clearly not nessacary. Kagami told her she didn’t believe in the romance fate of the icecream for one and both Adrien and kagami just waned to hang out all three of them for a little longer. its why they wanted mari to choose the icecream flavors as thanks. MARI decided to make it a romance moment instead of a friendship moment. and decided to put adrien and kagami together out of her own insecurity that if mari compete’d honestly with kagami and was honest about her feelings...that mari would be rejected.

even though Kagami told Mari that while Kagami didn’t want to give up on Adrien just because Mari liked him, that Kagami also didn’t expect Mari to give up because Kagami liked him. Kagami saw both of their feelings valuable and valid and that its better to be honest and try with no regrets ad still be friends. Kagami eve encouraged Mari to not hesitate and we know Adrien does have a strong soft spot for Mari.

and mari has used adrie to worry about designs that won a contest and that she had been confident in. or that Adrien might hate her over something silly.

Mari does alot for adrien like helped him with parazzi in her pajamas and helped him with a date as well as convincing his dad to let hi come to newyork. and we know about the scarf, the hat on christmas, all those birthday gifts she hasn’t given him and fresh macaroons she hasn’t given him. And we know adrien does have a sweet spot for her so I want them to just be together already. but Mari doesn’t really acknowledge Adrien isn’t perfect. she’s gotten to know him better and they are good friends now. but we also know Adrien considered them good friends even in season one when she could barely talk to him. But she doesn’t really get to see Adrien negative sides. like him being angry, or lashing out or how he can be petty at times or his reckless sides. She even tried to get him to be Aspik and more importantly play guitar when it was clear adrien was a piano guy and luka was the better choice. adrien had to tell her that.

I want mari to be happy but girl can’t really relax around adrien all that much which can be frustrating at times. Mari deserves good things.

#miraculous ladybug #chat noir #marinette #ladybug #adrien #luka #kagami #lovesquare

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levieuxquartier · 5 years ago

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Body and Appearance

1. Describe the character's height and build. Is he heavyset, thin, short, rangy? Muy alta (ronda el 1'80) y delgada.

2. How old is he? 18 años, cumplidos el 28 de febrero.

3. Describe his posture. Does he carry himself well or does he slouch? Al ser tan alta suele tener que encorvarse un poco para acercarse a la gente, quitando a su padre y a Suzie, su mejor amiga.

4. How is his health? Is he fit or out of shape? Any illnesses or conditions? Any physical disabilities? Tiene buena salud. Sin embargo, toma medicación de forma habitual (hormonas femeninas).

5. How does he move? Is he clumsy, graceful, tense, fluid? Siendo alta y delgada ha tenido una adolescencia un poco torpe. Pero se ha pasado unas pocas horas ante el espejo para darle gracia y feminidad a sus movimientos y no le ha quedado nada mal. Es muy flexible, lo que siempre ayuda.

6. How attractive is this character physically? How does he perceive himself in the mirror? Tiene una relación complicada con su cuerpo, aunque cada vez se gusta más, y no sólo porque la transición avanza sino porque va sintiéndose algo más segura de sí misma. No se considera guapísima, pero reconoce que tiene su punto.

7. Describe his complexion. Dark, light, clear, scarred? Muy pálida. En eso sale a su madre.

8. Describe his hair: color, texture, style. Largo, liso y muy rubio. El secreto es que es teñido, su color natural es castaño.

9. What color are his eyes? Azules.

10. Does the character have any other noteworthy features? Es muy esbelta, de aspecto casi frágil.

11. What are his chief tension centers? Cuando se estresa mucho, tiene migrañas. Culpa de las hormonas, en parte.

12. What is the character's wardrobe like? Casual, dressy, utilitarian? Bright colors, pastels, neutrals? Is it varied, or does he have six of the same suit? Le gusta mucho la moda, así que tiene cosas de mil estilos, aunque luego siempre lleva lo mismo, sudaderas, shorts, y vestidos en verano. Le gustan las prendas coloridas o de colores claros. Alguna vez lleva negro, pero no muy a menudo.

13. Do his clothes fit well? Does he seem comfortable in them? Eso espera ella.

14. Does he dress the same on the job as he does in his free time? If not, what are the differences? Se viste más o menos igual para ir a clase que en su tiempo libre, excepto alguna noche que se arregle más para salir.

15. You knew it was coming: Boxers, briefs or commando? Normalmente usa ropa interior deportiva. Tiene algún conjunto más mono, de los típicos que están ahí esperando una ocasión para usarlos.

Speech

1. What does this character's voice sound like? High-pitched, deep, hoarse? Su voz es un poco más grave de lo usual, aunque gracias a la terapia ha conseguido modularla bastante.

2. How does he normally speak? Loud, soft, fast, evenly? Does he talk easily, or does he hesitate? Habla rápido y con incisos, volviendo adelante y atrás en la conversación, porque su cabeza suele ir más deprisa que su boca. Menos mal que la gente a su alrededor está acostumbrada y sabe seguirle el hilo.

3. Does the character have a distinct accent or dialect? Any individual quirks of pronunciation? Any, like, you know, verbal tics? Tiene un pelín de acento sureño.

4. What language/s does he speak, and with how much fluency? Inglés y algo de francés. No tanto como le gustaría.

5. Does he switch languages or dialects in certain situations? No, pero cambia muy bien los tonos de voz según el efecto que quiera conseguir.

6. Is he a good impromptu speaker, or does he have to think about his words? Estallar en palabras se le da estupendamente. Otra cosa es que tenga sentido o que sea lo que realmente quería decir, por eso prefiere pensarlo antes, y si es posible, incluso comunicarse escribiendo.

7. Is he eloquent or inarticulate? Under what circumstances might this change? Habla por los codos, a menos que sea de algo muy importante para ella.

Mental and Emotional

1. How intelligent is this character? Is he book-smart or street-smart?

Mitad y mitad. Tiene buena cabeza y es analítica, así que las ciencias y la tecnología se le dan muy bien, pero también sabe manejarse con la gente porque se ha endurecido a base de aguantar capullos gran parte de su vida.

2. Does he think on his feet, or does he need time to deliberate? En el momento. No suele arrepentirse... no mucho.

3. Describe the character's thought process. Is he more logical, or more intuitive? Idealistic or practical? Tiene una capacidad intuitiva para la lógica. Es la clase de persona que ve un puzzle o una fórmula y sabe cómo resolverla, cosa que intenta aplicar en su vida y funciona, excepto para lo emocional. Es idealista, tiene muchos sueños y planes, pero práctica en el sentido de que sabe que a menudo no es fácil que se cumplan.

4. What kind of education has the character had? Está en puertas de acabar el instituto y quiere estudiar informática en la universidad. Su sueño es acceder a una plaza en Tulane, pero sabe que es muy caro.

5. What are his areas of expertise? What, if anything, is he interested in learning more about? La moda, la cultura LGTBI y los ordenadores.

6. Is he an introvert or an extrovert? Es extrovertida, pero sabe que no puede serlo con todo el mundo.

7. Describe the character's temperament. Is he even-tempered or does he have mood swings? Cheerful or melancholy? Laid-back or driven? Cabezona y generalmente alegre, aunque tiene momentos bajos. En cuanto a los cambios de humor, sigue siendo una adolescente, así que es lo que hay.

8. How does he respond to new people or situations? Is he suspicious, relaxed, timid, enthusiastic? Es muy cautelosa. A base, como ya hemos dicho, de haberse cruzado un par de gilipollas, o más.

9. Is he more likely to act, or to react? Reaccionar. Examina la situación y luego la lía.

10. Which is his default: fight or flight? No es que adore el enfrentamiento pero odia más huir, así que...

11. Describe the character's sense of humor. Does he appreciate jokes? Puns? Gallows humor? Bathroom humor? Pranks? Le gustan los memes y toda clase de humor que no sea ofensivo. Las bromas internas con Suzie son sus favoritas.

12. Does the character have any diagnosable mental disorders? If yes, how does he deal with them? Teniendo en cuenta que la disforia de género no es una enfermedad mental, no.

13. What moments in this character's life have defined him as a person? Crecer sin su madre. El momento en que entendió y logró decirle a su padre que era una chica.

14. What does he fear? Perder a la gente que quiere. No llegar a ser quien realmente es.

15. What are his hopes or aspirations? Acabar los estudios, trabajar en lo que le gusta, y realizarse la operación de cambio de sexo. También tener un buen círculo social.

16. What is something he doesn't want anyone to find out about him? Que es más insegura de lo que aparenta.

Relationships

1. Describe this character's relationship with his parents. Su padre es su mundo, lo adora. Con su madre se lleva bien, pero no hay intimidad porque no han tenido mucho contacto.

2. Does the character have any siblings? What is/was their relationship like? Es hija única.

3. Are there other blood relatives to whom he is close? Are there ones he can't stand? Tiene abuelos en Florida y una tía que anda por ahí, pero no se llevan mucho.

4. Are there other, unrelated people whom he considers part of his family? What are his relationships with them? Roxanne, la hija del mejor amigo de su padre, es como su hermana mayor/tía guay.

5. Who is/was the character's best friend? How did they meet? Suzie. Se conocieron en el instituto y son uña y carne.

6. Does he have other close friends? Un par de amigos más de clase y de club de informática.

7. Does he make friends easily, or does he have trouble getting along with people? Mantiene algo de distancias al principio, pero normalmente se mete a la gente en el bolsillo fácil.

8. Which does he consider more important: family or friends? Sería incapaz de elegir entre Suzie y su padre.

9. Is the character single, married, divorced, widowed? Has he been married more than once? Soltera, para su desgracia.

10. Is he currently in a romantic relationship with someone other than a spouse? No está con nadie. Otra vez, para su desgracia.

11. Who was his first crush? Who is his latest? Su primer crush fue un niño de su clase de primaria con el que quería ir a la fiesta de fin de curso. El último Suzie, aunque siendo también su mejor amiga, es todo un poco complicado.

12. What does he look for in a romantic partner? Alguien que la quiera tal como es, con quien compartir gustos, reírse, que le mande mensajes de buenos días y buenas noches... y con quien tener algo de experiencia sexual, que lo tiene pendiente.

13. Does the character have children? Grandchildren? If yes, how does he relate to them? If no, does he want any? Es muy joven, aunque un día le gustaría, tal vez...

14. Does he have any rivals or enemies? Todos los lerdos homófobos y tránsfobos y estaría dispuesta a luchar con ellos.

15. What is the character's sexual orientation? Where does he fall on the Kinsey scale? Es bisexual.

16. How does he feel about sex? How important is it to him? Es virgen, así que por un lado le intimida un poco y por otro tiene mucha curiosidad.

17. What are his turn-ons? Turn-offs? Weird bedroom habits? Eso aún tiene que descubrirlo.

Beliefs

1. Do you know your character's astrological (zodiac of choice) sign? How well does he fit type? Es Piscis, y le pega a medias.

2. Is this character religious, spiritual, both, or neither? How important are these elements in his life? No es religiosa, aparte de que mucha gente usa la religión como excusa para ir en su contra así que no, gracias. Espiritual, más o menos.

3. Does this character have a personal code of morals or ethics? If so, how did that begin? What would it take to compromise it? Respetar a quien se lo merezca y hacer el bien siempre que sea posible. Cree en un mundo mejor.

4. How does he regard beliefs that differ from his? Is he tolerant, intolerant, curious, indifferent? Creencias diferentes, bien. Mientras no desprecien a nadie. Si no, puedes hacerla saltar pero bien.

5. What prejudices does he hold? Are they irrational or does he have a good reason for them? Intenta conocer a todo el mundo antes de opinar. Pero hay idiotas a los que se les huele a dos kilómetros de distancia.

Daily Life

1. What is the character's financial situation? Is he rich, poor, comfortable, in debt? Tiene una vida modesta y está cómoda así, aunque para algunas cosas que quiere sabe que necesitaría más dinero.

2. What is his social status? Has this changed over time, and if so, how has the change affected him? Nunca ha destacado y no le importa.

3. Where does he live? House, apartment, trailer? Is his home his castle or just a place to crash? What condition is it in? Does he share it with others? Vive en un apartamento con su padre, y ahora también con su madre. Se siente cómoda allí, aunque a veces el ambiente se pone raro y huye a casa de Suzie.

4. Besides the basic necessities, what does he spend his money on? Ropa y chorradas electrónicas.

5. What does he do for a living? Is he good at it? Does he enjoy it, or would he rather be doing something else? Es estudiante. Cogería un trabajo de fin de semana, pero su padre no quiere.

6. What are his interests or hobbies? How does he spend his free time? Le gusta la informática y hace de todo con ordenadores. Montarlos, programarlos, lo que se te ocurra. Le gusta leer (literatura y no ficción, sobre todo sobre la comunidad LGTB) e ir de compras.

7. What are his eating habits? Does he skip meals, eat out, drink alcohol, avoid certain foods? Le gusta comer marranadas, básicamente, aunque come todo lo que le pone su padre, excepto las veces que se olvida. Alguna vez bebe un poquito, pero es un secreto.

Associations

Which of the following do you associate with the character, or which is his favorite:

1. Color? Blanco 2. Smell? Colonia fresca 3. Time of day? Atardecer 4. Season? Otoño 5. Book? Cualquiera de Sarah Waters 6. Music? Agnes Obel 7. Place? El río 8. Substance? Chocolate 9. Plant? Margaritas 10. Animal? Mariposa

#Stevie Liverman #bios #le vieux quartier #rpg

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spanishskulduggery · 6 years ago

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Can you explain when to use articles in Spanish?

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Full Disclosure: I still mess this up myself. If there are rules I wasn’t taught all of them. I know certain situations when you use them and when you don’t, so a lot of this is coming from other places I’m going to link.

There are times when the definite article will show up as al or del which is a+el or de+el, so it’s a preposition + the article.

I will say that there are more times when articles appear than when they’re omitted. There are times when articles are replaced by possessives [my, your, his/her], demonstratives [this, that, these, those], or some other word, but using the articles are way more common for Spanish than in English.

These are primarily the rules for when to use definite articles. Indefinite articles have less rules (and their usage makes more sense honestly), but I’m going to include more information in the links below.

You use definite article after the gustar-type verbs like gustar, molestar, encantar, importar, interesar and so on.Me gusta la blusa. = I like the blouse.Los libros no me interesan. = Books don’t interest me.Me importa un cacahuete. = I don’t care at all. [lit. “it matters to me a peanut”]Me importa un pepino. = I don’t care at all. [lit. “it matters to me a cucumber”](There are all kinds of words people use to say “I could care less”)

You normally use definite articles when referring to days of the week, either el or losVamos el lunes. = We’re going on Monday.Los viernes tengo clase todo el día. = On Fridays / Every Friday I have class all day.

Same thing with seasonsLa primavera es la estación favorita de mi madre. = Spring is my mother’s favorite season.Los inviernos son muy duros. = Winters are very hard.

Basically anytime you’re talking about time [minus words like hoy, ayer, and mañana when it means “tomorrow”], you need a definite or indefinite article in some way, shape, or formVamos a la una. = We’re going at 1 o’clock.El día de hoy… = Today… / In present day…Un día… = One day…

Used for nouns in generalLa psicología es el estudio de la mente. = Psychology is the study of the mind.Los libros son importantes. = Books are important.

Used for people, specifically when pointing people out. Also used when talking about people who have a title [señor, señora, etc.]… When addressing someone directly, you do not usually use the articles.El hombre sigue hablando. = The man keeps talking.Un hombre sigue hablando. = A man keeps talking.Ella habla con la Sra. Romero. = She’s talking to Mrs. Romero.Ella habla con unos profesores. = She’s talking to some teachers.Tengo fiebre, Doctor(a). = I have a fever, Doctor.

Used when talking about people, specifically when you’re using an adjective, nationality, or profession to describe them. This is important because whether it’s los or las could impact what you’re saying:Los doctores… = Doctores…Las doctoras… = Female doctors [specifically talking about women as doctors]…Los franceses… = The French… [could be either “French people” or “French men” but I would say it makes more sense to say los hombres fanceses to be clearer]Las francesas… = French women…Unos doctores… = Some doctors…Unas doctoras… = Some female doctors…Unos franceses… = Some French people…Unas francesas… = Some French women…

Used with most languages EXCEPT in some specific cases (usually verbs), or when you use enEl español es uno de las lenguas romances. = Spanish is one of the Romance Languages.Quiero aprender español. = I want to learn Spanish.En español… = In Spanish…Quiero aprender español en español como los nativos. = I want to learn Spanish in Spanish like native speakers.

It’s more common to use definite or indefinite articles [or some kind of demonstrative or possessive, but that’s not what we’re talking about] with articles of clothing.Los pantalones son negros. = The pants are black.La camisa no me queda bien. = The shirt doesn’t fit me very well.Quiero la bufanda. = I want the scarf.Quiero una bufanda. = I want a scarf.

Especially with parts of the body, you see the definite article… This is really when you’re using reflexive verbs, or using something like doler (which is a gustar verb), but when it’s very clear from the expression that the body part could only be yours, you use the definite article and not a possessiveMe duele la garganta. = My throat hurts. [lit. “the throat hurts me”]Me duelen los pies. = My feet hurt. [lit. “the feet hurt me”]Me lavo la cara. = I’m washing my face. [lit. “I wash myself the face”]Me lavo las manos. = I’m washing my hands. [lit. “I wash myself the hands”]

Used when talking possessions while not using possessive adjectivesEl libro de mi madre. = My mother’s bookEl reloj de Ana. = Ana’s clock/watchLa tía de mi vecino = My neighbor’s aunt

Used to describe a specific time period or a specific era within a country or a movement… It’s really all about clarifying and making something particular, used in relative clauses or to specify or emphasize something.La Roma de Julio César… = Julius Caesar’s Rome… [or, “Rome during the time of Julius Caesar”]El surrealismo en Latinoamérica… = Surrealism in Latin America…La mujer que conocía no es la misma mujer de hoy. = The woman I used to know is not the same woman today.

Used with superlative comparisonsEs la chica más lista en nuestra clase. = She’s the smartest girl in our class.Es el mejor atleta. = He’s the best athlete.

There are some other rules, but the articles (definite or indefinite) are omitted during particular phrases, expressions, and when you’re sounding very informal. I would say that this “sounding informal” thing does work some of the time, but other times it makes it sound more like you don’t know.

Here are some links that might help:

https://www.spanishdict.com/guide/using-the-definite-article-in-spanish

https://www.spanishdict.com/guide/using-the-indefinite-article-in-spanish

https://www.spanishdict.com/guide/using-the-neuter-article-lo-in-spanish

https://www.thoughtco.com/use-and-omission-of-definite-article-3078144

http://roble.pntic.mec.es/acid0002/index_archivos/Gramatica/articulos_definidos.htm

http://roble.pntic.mec.es/acid0002/index_archivos/Gramatica/articulos_indefinidos.htm

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In most cases when you’re unsure, use the articles. The above is specifically about the definite articles but it still generally holds true.

For indefinite articles, you use it specifically when you would say “a/an”, and used for things you’re counting... so unos hombres or unas mujeres are “a few men” and “a few women”; same thing with algunos hombres or algunas mujeres “some men” and “some women”. The rules are a little different for the specific articles, but they are primarily used for counting.

And, personally, the one I mess up the most is when it’s being used with the name of a language. Typically if you’re using aprender “to learn” or enseñar “to teach”, you don’t need the article... aprender español. And the same for when you see en... like en español.

The caveat being that sometimes the article can be used to be even more specific... so while I would say something like escribió en español “he/she wrote in Spanish”, I would say something like escribió usando el español anticuado/histórico “he/she wrote using historical/antiquated Spanish”.

The same thing exists with countries... leer sobre/acerca de España “to read about Spain” vs. leer sobre/acerca de la España de los 80 [ochenta] “to read about Spain in the 80s”.

I will also say that when you see general concepts, subjects, or ideas or art/literary movements, the definite articles are generally more appropriate... la sabiduría “wisdom”, la justicia “justice”, el amor “love”, el engaño “deception”, la decepción “disappointment”... el modernismo “modernism”, el surrealismo “surrealism”, el romance “romance”, las matemáticas “mathematics / math(s)”, la historia “history / story”, la química “chemistry”

You see the articles less when used in set phrases... By that I mean something like los libros de amor “books about love”, where los libros has the article, but amor doesn’t... even in longer adjective phrases like... los libros de ciencias políticas “books on political science”.

But make no mistake, at no point will anyone not understand you if you use the article where you shouldn’t, or omit it where it’s necessary. It’s more that you don’t sound like a native speaker, but people understand you.

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ghostofvixx · 6 years ago

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Just so you know |KDY|

You were completely sure you had a crush on Jung Jaehyun.

When you first met him, you fell for him inmediately. But well, who wouldn’t. Jung Jaehyun is what you would define as perfect, or at least the closest thing on earth to perfection. Perfect hair, perfect eyes, perfect body, and the most important thing, perfect mind.

You met him in the clumsiest and probably the most cliche way possible. You were in a hurry that day, I mean, it was the first day of college and you had promissed to yourself that you would take it seriously but, surprise! You were already late! You were carrying not only your bag, but also some books and the cofee you had bought beforehand. When you came into the building, you finally relaxed and drank the coffe of one sip but the moment you turned to throw the plastic glass into the plastic bin, a body crashed into yours, making you drop everything. You wanted to be mad since you had no time to waste, but after all it’s Jung Jaehyun the one we’re talking about.

That was the beginning of your friendship with him since both of you shared some clases, and it was also the beginning of your platonic crush on him.

Moving on, you have your own group of friends and so does he, but everyone gets along so it’s not unusual if all of you meet, or go together to the parties.

Johnny, Taeil, Taeyong, Yuta, Winwin, Doyoung and sometimes Mark. You knew them very well, but out of all of them, Doyoung was the one you weren’t very familiar with. It’s not because you hate him or something similar, it’s just that both of you have different personalities, so you don’t think you’ll get along… Until that day.

***

“So you like Jaehyung, right?”

You almost spill the soda you were drinking. It wasn’t the first time you came to a party, as long as you were with your friends you always had a good time. On the other hand, Doyoung wasn’t the party type, he barely came to the parties and when he did you always found him sitting in a chair taking care of his friends so they don’t get too drunk.

That day you were also the babysitter of your group since it was the first party of the year, the “most exciting” one. Your friends weren’t going to miss that chance, but you weren’t in the mood for a drink, so you found yourself sitting in a chair next to Doyoung. It’s was a bit awkward, you were not going to lie, and Jaehyun was nowhere to be seen because apparently he was going to do something else before going to the party.

Right when you thought you had nothing to do with Doyoung, he turned to face you and asked that stupid question.

“What the hell Doyoung? Of course not” But even with all the lights shining bright, the blush in your cheeks was more than obvious.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell him. Actually, I was thinking about helping you out”

You couldn’t help but feeling offended because well, who did he think he was? You didn’t need help, you only had a crush on him, why would you need help to keep you crush a secret?

But then something happened.

Jaehyun walked into the party, next to a girl you’ve never seen in your entire life. You thought to yourself they could be just friends, but then other ideas crossed your mind and you couldn’t help but feeling jealous.

Fast forward to the last day before your holidays. You have been talking to Doyoung ever since that party. You used to think he would eventually forget about it and leave you along with your feelings, but surprisingly, he didn’t.

“Yeah sure, why not” You said as you stood up and went somewhere else where no one could hear you heart breaking a little.

You guys talked mainly about Jaehyun and your feelings towards him, but also talked about many other things. You found yourself asking him for advice about a school project, or about what were his thoughts about a certain situation, you considered and still consider him as your best friend.

When it comes to your feeling for Jaehyun... Well... They’ve increased... like a lot, since you are now able to talk to him about anything without feeling too nervous and even flirt with him a little and that was enough for you. You were proud of yourself thanks to that, and well, you also had to thank Doyoung for that.

Jaehyun then asked you out.

“Y/N, are you busy this afternoon?” He smiled sweetly at you and you couldn’t help but focus on his dimples.

“W-well I mean yes but not really. Why?” You almost killed yourself

“I thought that maybe you wanted to have ice cream? I know you love them so...”

“Yeah, sure, let me tell the other to see if they join or-“

He then chuckled and grabbed you by your shoulders

“I actually meant the two of us. Just the two of us”

“O-oh, okay s-sure”

You told your friends and well, of course you told Doyoung. Your friends gave you the reaction you expected. Doyoung however, seemed a little worried.

“Will you be okay?”

“Of course I will, I’m with Jaehyun, what could go wrong?”

“I just... Y/N, we’ve been working a lot on your confidence, I’m so proud of you and you are so proud of yourself, I don’t want that to fall apart you know?”

“Doyoung, is something going on?”

“No just... Just enjoy your date, and don’t forget what I told you”

Then he said he had an important call to make and apologized. You were happy, yes, but after that conversation you felt something bad was going to happen.

You were right girl. The date with Jaehyun was great, until it came to an end.

“Did you have a good time Y/N?”

You nodded as fast as you could, feeling excitement rushing all over your body.

“I actually wanted to talk to you about something. There is a reason why I asked you out”

He pointed to a bench inside a park that was next to the place you were at that moment and both of you took a sit. A few seconds passed and then he sighed, and then that bad feeling took over your body.

“I want to be completely honest with you, I owe you that Y/N. I know you like me”

You froze, unable to say anything.

“And I want to let you know that you are awesome, seriously. But I have feelings for someone else.”

You heart broke into so many pieces that wouldn’t be able to count them. You felt so bad.

Your more than a platonic crush didn’t feel the same, he rejected you without giving you the opportunity to confess and he liked someone else.

“I dated this girl a while ago and we broke up but I can’t get over her, not yet”

Then everything matched. The girl he was with at that party, everything Doyoung told you earlier, the fact that Jaehyun wanted to take you out just to.. reject you.

“I’m sorry” You said, not really knowing why.

“No, I’m the one who should say it. I know I look like a jerk now but I promise you there is someone better waiting for you, you deserve him, not me.”

But how could you believe him?

You held your tears all the way home, you tried really hard not to cry but it was getting harder as you approached to the flat you shared with one of your friends. So when you saw your friend and Doyoung waiting for you in the hall of that building and when they ran to you with their arms opened, you cried the hardest you have ever cried, even if the only thing you wanted to do is being mad at everyone.

“You knew everything he told me” A week passed until you felt strong enough to talk to Doyoung about what has happened.

“I knew he dated a girl but I didn’t knew he was so in love with her”

“And yet you let me meet him, with what purpose?”

“He said he had a plan inside his head and that you and I were a part of it, but I didn’t knew what he was going to do. Everything made sense when you told me you were going to hang out with him”

“Why both of us? What do you have to do with this?”

“I like you, Y/N, that’s why I was involved”

You couldn’t believe your ears, you weren’t sure what to think, everything was so confusing.

“I made a mistake when I told my friends about my crush on you, Jaehyun began to feel guilty and was apologizing all the time even if I told him everything was fine”

You tried to find your voice

“Then why did you continue to help me? Why would you do this to yourself?”

He gave you his bunny smile

“You already know why”

You didn’t know what to say, so you decided that you weren’t going to talk to Doyoung for a while, you couldn’t do this to neither of you.

But then you saw Jaehyun kissing that girl, and laughing with her, and hugging her and the first person that crossed your mind was Doyoung.

You needed your friend.

You realized you had fallen for Doyoung by the end of the summer. At first you weren’t sure and everything was so awkward you didn’t know what to do, but slowly you realized that it was just Doyoung. You looked forward to all the moments you usually shared with him and admired how patient he had been with you the last three months. You had to do something about it.

“Let’s go to my house to watch a movie pleeease” You told him for the tenth time

“You make me feel stressed seriously” He rubbed his temple as you held his hand and lead him to you flat.

But instead before playing the movie, you had to do it.

“I’m in love with someone”

Doyoung froze at your statement

“Y/N please don’t do th-“

“He’s so sweet seriously Doyoung, it’s not just a crush”

“Y/N...”

“And even though he liked me, he actually helped me to win his friend over. And it’s funny because I wasn’t supposed to feel this way towards him”

You turned to face him and saw nothing but confusion in his face, which made you chuckle a little.

“I like you Doyoung” you said, loud and clear.

He didn’t had to say “I like you too” what came after was enough for you to know.

#kim doyoung #nct #nct scenarios #nct 127 #jung jaehyun

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keinart · 6 years ago

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Rosemary Character Introduction

ENGLISH:

It’s finally Rosemary’s turn. I’m a bit salty because she was the one who received the least amount of votes and I think she does not deserve it, but thinking about it I would have got salty no matter what character got that position so there’s that.

Rosemary main trait is her genius, and of course the lab coat only makes that even more obvious. Funny enough however she doesn’t act out like you would expect from a genius. She’s sociable, funny, outgoing, even ridiculous. Probably the biggest “normie” out of the entire group.

It will be obvious from the very beginning how the castle really depends on her, how her abilities and intelligence are so extraordinary that have defined the group entire life. She’s the best magician of the castle, and maybe even the entire world. This will make you wonder: is there anything she can’t do? And for what it seems the answer to that is no.

And that can be scary, in a certain way.

Her design is really interesting. we went for the second outfit and the focus was to try to combine the two main traits of Rosemary. She’s not only a genius, she wants to look like one, but at the same time she wants to enhance her feminine figure to try to look elegant, strong, and attractive. She’s basically really proud of herself, and wants to boast of all her good qualities.

It is always hard to try to represent a characters personality through her external appearance, and for Rose even more since she’s really expressive and we wanted to make sure all was shown all over in her behavior, gestures, and clothes. She’s a perfect woman after all and she wants to make sure you notice it, and designing a perfect person is always a challenge. But she looks great, doesn’t she?

Her flower is the rosemary, duh. We have used the blue rosemary to define her color scheme, and her hairpin follows also the style of how the branches look in nature. This is a really famous flower so there’s not much for me to say, but that was part of my idea with her. She’s famous and loved by everyone, a flower that is beautiful, has a nice fragrance, and that is sold practically everywhere. Something like the ideal flower, you could say.

With all what I’ve been saying you may think she’s just too perfect. But there are a few things that at least feel wrong with her. Rosemary main issue is how she doesn’t seem to care about what’s going on in the world. As if she wasn’t worried about the game at all. In fact, she’s usually just bored so it’s more like she’s looking how to keep herself busy.

This will make Cinque suspicious of her behavior, and trying to understand Rosemary will be a hard task to pull off. Sometimes it feels like she’s trying too hard to joke or to assimilate with the rest. We all have had those moments, right? When we feel out of place and what we say or think turns out different to what we expect. This will bring some cringe worthy moments for Rose, and some of the few moments where Cinque will get out of character.

Cinque is always calm and cold but explaining bad puns are a no-no.

This doesn’t change the dependency you and the others have on her. She may not look like it sometimes but she’s the real deal. From the CCTV system of the castle to investigate any issue with anything related to technology. You can count on her, or to be more precise, you need to count on her. There’s nobody else with that capacity.

She will boast about her genius every single second though. She loves being praised and being the center of attention so all this help you will get from her comes under that condition. Not a bad trade considering how it could turn out in other circumstances. After all just like the rest she just wants some peace, to make your lives easier, to make this tough life through the end of the world all the more enjoyable. Her conceit attitude always feels like a relief, more than a danger.

Rosemary story is about status, talent, understanding, remembrance, and pride. The all powerful scientist, the outgoing and extraordinary individual, the great magician, the perfect person. She’s the ideal of what everyone should be, or what anyone would want to be. Maybe this is the reason why it’s hard to read what she thinks, what she’s experiencing, or how she truly feels inside.

She’s special, and she’s probably the most complex character and the hardest to write. Her story is unique in a way, so I’m sure it will bring all kind of reactions.

Until next update!

ESPAÑOL:

Al fin el turno de Rosemary. Estoy un tanto molesto porque fue la que recibió menos votos y no creo que se lo merezca, aunque por otro lado me habría molestado cualquier otro personaje siendo el último así que tampoco es que pueda hablar. Los quiero a todos por igual.

La principal característica de Rosemary es su inteligencia, y por supuesto la bata de laboratio solo hace que sea más obvio. Es curioso porque luego no es que ella actúe como uno esperaría de un genio. Es sociable, divertida, extrovertida, incluso ridícula. Probablemente es la más “normie” de todo el grupo.

Desde el principio es bastante obvio como el castillo depende de ella, de sus habilidades y su inteligencia que son tan extraordinarios que han definido vuestra vida en el castillo. Esto hará preguntarte: ¿hay algo que no pueda hacer? Y por lo que parece, la respuesta a eso es no.

Eso puede dar un poco de miedo, ¿no te parece?

Su diseño es muy interesante. Fuimos a por la segunda opción y nuestra idea era combinar las dos características principales de Rosemary. No es que sea solamente una genio, también quiere parecerlo, pero al mismo tiempo quiere resaltar sus cualidades femeninas intentando parecer elegante, fuerte y atractiva. En definitiva está muy orgullosa de sí misma, y quiere presumir de todas sus cualidades.

Siempre cuesta representar la personalidad de los personajes a través de su apariencia externa, y por Rose incluso más ya que puede ser muy expresiva, por lo que queríamos asegurarnos que se pudiera captar su personalidad a través de su comportamiento, sus gestos, y su ropa. Es la mujer perfecta, quiere asegurarse que sabes que es la mujer perfecta, y diseñar a la persona perfecta siempre es difícil. Pero su diseño es exquisito, ¿no te parece?

Su flor es el romero. Hemos usado la versión azul del romero para definir sus colores, e incluso su horquilla sigue el estilo de las ramitas de romero. Esta flor es muy famosa por lo que no tengo mucho que decir sobre ella, y esa es un poco la idea que tenía con Rosemary. Es famosa y querida por todos, una flor hermosa, con buena fragancia, y que se vende por todas partes. Algo así como la flor ideal, se podría decir.

Con todo lo que he estado contando puede parecer que Rose es demasiado perfecta. Pero hay un par de detalles que se sienten extraños respecto a ella. El problema principal es que no parece que se preocupe demasiado de lo que está pasando en el mundo. Es como si no le preocupase el juego para nada. De hecho, es como si estuviera aburrida todo el rato y solo quisiera buscar algo con lo que mantenerse ocupada.

Todo esto hará a Cinque sospechar sobre el comportamiento de Rose, e intentar comprenderla será algo difícil de lograr. En muchas ocasiones parece que Rose simplemente está intentando hacer un esfuerzo demasiado grande para integrarse o bromear con el resto. Creo que todos nos hemos sentido así en algún momento, ¿verdad? Cuando estás fuera de lugar en un grupo o una situación y aquello que dices o piensas no encaja como esperabas. Esto traerá algunos momentos vergonzosos para Rose, y son momentos en los que veremos a Cinque salirse del personaje.

Cinque siempre actúa fría y calmada, pero explicar chistes malos ya es pasarse.

Esto no cambia la dependencia que tú y el resto tenéis respecto a ella. Puede que no lo parezca pero su genialidad es real. Desde el sistema de cámaras de vigilancia del castillo a cualquier cosa relacionada con la tecnología. Siempre puedes contar con ella, o para ser más precisos, necesitas contar con ella. No hay nadie más con la capacidad de hacer lo que ella hace.

Rose siempre está presumiendo de esa inteligencia de todas formas. Le encanta que le adulen y ser el centro de atención, por lo que toda la ayuda que te ayude será bajo esa condición. No es un mal intercambio considerando lo que podría pedir, la verdad. Después de todo ella solo quiere paz igual que el resto, hacer vuestras vidas más fácil, conseguir que esta vida tan dura se vuelva mucho más disfrutable. Esa actitud presuntuosa de ella de hecho suele conseguir traer cierta calma, en lugar de peligro.

La historia de Rosemary es sobre estatus, talento, comprensión, recuerdos, y orgullo. La todapoderosa científica, la extrovertida y extraordinaria amiga, la gran maga, la persona perfecta. Ella es el ideal de lo que todo el mundo debería ser, o al menos lo que cualquiera piensa que debería ser. Quizás esta sea la razón por lo que es tan difícil saber lo que piensa, lo que siente, o cómo se siente de verdad en su interior.

Rosemary es especial, y es probablemente el personaje más complejo, a la par que el más difícil de escribir. Su historia es única en varios sentidos, por lo que estoy seguro que traerá toda clase de reacciones.

Hasta la próxima.

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PHILIPPINE SEA (Aug. 18 2020) Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force Murasame-clase destroyer Ikazuchi (JS 107) steams alongside the Navy's only forward-deployed aircraft carrier USS Ronald Reagan (CVN 76). Ronald Reagan, the flagship of Carrier Strike Group 5, provides a combat ready force that protects and defends the United States, as well as collective maritime interests of its allies and partners in the Indo-Pacific region. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Jason Tarleton)

U.S. FOREIGN POLICY

Why is Taiwan Only Spending 2.1 Percent of its GDP on Its Defense?

At some point we have to demand more of our friends expecting military aid and support. That’s not mean, it’s just common sense.

— October 26, 2021 | Doug Bandow | Responsible Statecraft

As Afghanistan mercifully recedes in Washington’s foreign policy rear-view mirror, the United States remains busy defending much of the free and some of the not-so-free world. Yet many of these defense dependents do little to protect themselves. Washington should learn a lesson from domestic government assistance and apply “workfare” to military policy. If nations won’t work to defend themselves, then Washington shouldn’t do the job for them.

This is an especially important time to take a new approach. The deficit last year ran $2.8 trillion. That’s actually good news. The year before, red ink was $3.1 trillion, more than twice the previous record of $1.4 trillion set in 2009, as America emerged from the financial crisis. This year will be another big number, about $3 trillion according to the most recent estimate. Even as the COVID-19 economic crisis ends, the Congressional Budget Office expects huge deficits to persist, more than $12 trillion worth over the coming decade. Americans no longer can afford to pay for every deadbeat ally’s defense.

Yet it appears to be politics as usual in Washington. Chinese threats against Taiwan have spurred a debate in Washington over whether Washington should make an explicit promise to defend the island. Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin made the rounds of Europe, promoting NATO expansion to Georgia and Ukraine. Officials from South Korea and Japan visited Washington to discuss America’s continued commitment to their defense.

America should stop being a pushover for supposed allies seeking a cheap or free ride. U.S. personnel should not fight and die for nations whose people will not do likewise.

Consider Taiwan. George Mason University’s Michael Hunzeker recently told Congress that Taiwan’s military is not “optimally manned, trained, equipped and motivated to defend against an attack,” which is putting it mildly. Spending as a share of GDP has only slowly risen to 2.1 percent, a risible amount given the island’s claimed fears of Chinese aggression.

Moreover, complained Daniel Davis of Defense Priorities: “So few Taiwanese are willing to sign up for military service, in fact, that earlier this year frontline combat units in the Taiwan military were assessed as being manned at a shockingly low 60%.” One reason for the refusal of Taiwanese to defend their own society: the expectation that Americans will intervene in any case.

Yet Taipei does not even need to defeat the PRC. Rather, the Taiwanese need to convince China that they would exact a fearsome price in any invasion, and that the struggle would continue even if organized resistance was quelled. Today Taiwanese appear to prefer surrender to conflict, which almost guarantees Beijing’s success even if the United States is prepared to intervene.

Japan is luckier than Taiwan geographically. The greater distance from China makes a direct attack much more difficult. That, combined with the lack of any Chinese threats to Japan’s independence, sharply reduces the likelihood of war. However, the Senkaku/Diaoyu Islands, administered by Tokyo and claimed by China, remain a dangerous flashpoint. Uninhabited, the cluster of five islands and three reefs have no intrinsic value but offer control of hydrocarbon deposits and fishing grounds.

The United States has little at stake in this squabble. However, Japanese and Chinese ships and planes routinely confront each other, risking an incident that could get ugly quickly — recall the U.S. EP-3 spy plane collision with a Chinese fighter in April 2001. The United States could be drawn into hostilities by its “mutual” defense treaty with Japan.

Tokyo expects America’s assistance while spending just one percent of its GDP on the military. Even with so little effort, Japan has developed a serious, high-tech navy, but with a significantly greater effort the Self-Defense Forces could deter most any Chinese threat. Beijing would find it difficult to devote sufficient resources to such a peripheral contingency in a crisis. These islands should not be America’s problem. At least Japanese officials are finally debating proposals to increase military expenditures.

Europe is home to the most embarrassing freeloaders. Nineteen NATO members (including Canada) devote less than two percent of GDP to the military. It doesn’t really matter how much small countries such as Luxembourg Slovenia, or Montenegro pay. However, major players Spain, Italy, and Germany come in at 1.02, 1.41, and 1.53 percent, respectively. Canada is no model either, at 1.39 percent. Even forces actually deployed often are incapable: the lack of German military readiness has been a scandal for years. The common European view is either that there is no threat or that Washington will deal with it.

However, truth be told, the other nine (non-U.S.) NATO members gain few honors even though they exceed the formal alliance standard. Greece is the overall winner at 3.82 percent, but its efforts are directed more at fellow NATO member Turkey than any outside threat. France at 2.01 and the United Kingdom at 2.29 percent have maintained legacy colonial commitments beyond NATO. Croatia is an impressive anomaly at 2.79 percent since it faces no obvious threats.

The “front-line” states are Romania, 2.02, Lithuania, 2.03, Poland, 2.10, Latvia, 2.27, and Estonia, 2.28 percent. Assuming the Russian threat is as serious as they claim — which admittedly is doubtful — two percent is a pitiful level of spending. Surely their freedom and independence are worth more than a couple cents on the Euro. They should be cooperating and investing their money in a territorial defense to exact a high price if Russian President Vladimir Putin went mad and decided to attack. More distant states like Germany should be creating units to deploy along other members’ borders with Russia.

The dismal state of military spending in Europe offers a powerful reminder why U.S. officials originally opposed a permanent garrison. Scholar Mark Sheetz observed: “The purpose of America’s ‘temporary’ intervention in Western Europe was to eliminate the need for ‘permanent’ intervention.” Similarly, Dwight D. Eisenhower said Washington’s goal was to help “these people regain their confidence and get on their own military feet,” not leave America as “a modern Rome guarding the far frontiers with our legions.”

Obviously, there is more to defense than percentage of GDP spent, but effort matters. Americans not only spend more on the military. Their forces are far more effective, providing some 75 percent of Europe’s combat capability. On the continent, it is assumed that a confrontation with Russia would mostly be America’s fight. One in which many of the states being defended would be AWOL. Particularly striking are polls which find that popular majorities in several European states would not fight for each other — indeed, they view the United States as more likely than themselves to defend their neighbors. There are many words to describe this situation, none positive.

What of the future? After the bungled Afghan withdrawal, EU commissioner Paolo Gentiloni observed “It’s a terrible paradox, but this debacle could be the start of Europe’s moment.” However, that will require more than just verbal commitment.

Although it would be difficult to construct a hard and fast numerical rule, U.S. officials should change their approach, not by haranguing allies to do more and being left bereft of options when America’s friends fall short. Rather, Washignton should announce plans to leave allies and friends to adapt. For instance, Washington could indicate that on a date certain, the U.S. Navy would no longer be on call for contingencies involving the Senkaku Islands. Tokyo then would be responsible for the issue. Japan could build and man the necessary aircraft and ships, or not.

Similar policies could be shaped for Taiwan, Europe, and other nations inclined to treat the Pentagon as a defense dole. The objective would not be punitive, to punish, but instead restorative, to encourage more responsible behavior, and distributive, to foster a fairer division of defense responsibilities.

It is time to infuse American defense policy with a fundamental moral core. Countries whose people are unwilling to take serious steps to defend themselves have no claim to the lives and wealth of Americans. When such willingness is absent, the United States should turn its military attention elsewhere.

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Diabolik lovers ‘’5th Anniversary book ‘’ [Laito’s interview] ~translation|traducción~

Thanks to @bittersweet-faerietale for having helped me with the translation!!

1. Right now, what are you into?

Nfu♪ Are you interested in what I'm into~? Well, since you asked, I'll tell you♪ Recently I'm interested in this camera. It has a good performance~ With this I can take pictures of those places of Bitch-chan~♪ Hey, It's okay, right?

2. What kind of fashion are you into lately?

If I had to tell my fashion, then it are the hats♪ I'm recently wearing different shapes' hats~ Rounder hats, or larger hats.I recently tried using one with feathers.

3. What habits do you have that you’ll do without realizing?

My habits? You mean like when I'm in town and I see a girl but my eyes drift to her legs? Or like when I imagine what color underwear she is wearing, or what type of design will they have?But that's just my instincts, so it can't be helped~ Ah, but as I thought, Bitch-chan's legs are the best~

4. How do you spend your days-off?

Of course you ask when I do this~ and that~ with Bitch-chan? Ohhh~? Could it be that you just recently thought of unusual things? That's bad~I have not really said anything indecent, you know~?Besides I am a gentleman, so what Bitch-chan wants to do, or the place where she wants to go, is what we will do on our date~

5. What do you wear to sleep?

Such a thing how you are interested about what clothes I sleep... You are a per-vert♪ But that's fine, I'll tell you especially.I wear usual pajamas, one that is smooth to the touch, so when you touch your skin on the fabric it feels nice~

6. What do you definitely do before sleeping?

Of course, I give Bitch-chan a goodnight's kiss~ If I don't have enough of Bitch-chan then I'll not be able to sleep~Just kidding~ Well, it's not just a kiss, but still the rest is a secret of Bitch-chan and mine.

7. What part of your body you like the best?

Of course, it's the mole that I have on the corner of my mouth♪ Moles are sexy. Besides, is not it exciting to find moles on unusual places?

8. What do you like the most of your room?

What I like the most, huh~ As I thought, it's my bed. The dreams you have in bed can be obscene, nfu♪ Besides, sleeping in it feels nice, it's perfect.It's so large that we can sleep together, and there is even room for two more pillows

9. Tell us one memorable impression that you have of yours brothers.

Let's see, even if you ask me to remember it, it's complicated. Since we have spent a lot of time together.I have a lot of silly/absurd memories, you know? Like when I ate Kanato-kun's macarons, and he got angry. Or like when I got involved in Ayato's joke and Reiji got angry~

10. What you think of KarlHeinz?

I don't know anything about that person~. What is that person thinking? Well, apart from him [that person] nobody else knows what he's thinking [That person].I don't think about him at all. For now.

11. Where would you go on a date?

Mmm~ Where would it be okay? To a store where there are lots of macarons? Bitch-chan likes sweet things too.And also, it's a bit simple, but maybe to a theme park? Riding the mechanical attractions, so that her skirt starts to shake when we climb into those attractions, and also flirt within the wheel of fortune~That would be pretty fun.

12. What does a girl do to make your heart skip a beat?

When women cross their legs. The beautiful legs of girl being crossed, sounds good. Without noticing, I finish looking at them~When they have black stockings, and high heels look more sexy. Now I'll tell Bitch-chan to wear that.

13. How does her blood taste?

Bitch-chan's Butler, Laito-kun, will tell you especially to you~ The flavor of Bitch-chan's blood, is a mischievous taste♪It's so sweet and thick, once you taste it, you will not think of anything other than blood to the point where you feel sick.Once you feel the scent of her blood, you will not be able to breathe.

14. From which body part do you like to suck her blood?

From your thighs, perhaps it's not obvious~ Once you bite those soft thighs from Bitch-chan's legs, her sweet blood will flow through your mouth... ahh, just imagining it made me wants to drink her blood~

15. What does her existence mean to you?

What is Bitch-chan for me? Let's see, Bitch-chan is special. For me, she's the only special girl that I drink blood from in this world.Because there's no way I'm not interested in that naughty girl. From now on let's have a lot of fun, Bitch-chan♪

Español abajo~

1. En este momento, qué es lo que te gusta?

Nfu♪ Estas interesada en lo que mis gustos~? Bueno, ya que lo preguntaste te lo diré♪ En lo que recientemente estoy interesado es en esta cámara. Es de bastante rendimiento~ Con esto puedo tomar fotos de esos lugares y de aquellos lugares~ de Bitch-chan~♪ Oye, esta bien, no es así?

2. ¿Qué clase de moda estás teniendo últimamente?

Si tuviera que decir mi estilo, entonces son los sombreros♪ Recientemente estoy usando distintos sombreros con diferentes formas~ Los que son redondos, o los que son más grandes. Hace poco probé usar uno con plumas.

3. ¿Tienes algún hábito que haces sin darte cuenta?

Mis hábitos? Como cuando estoy en la ciudad y veo a una chica pero mis ojos se desvían a sus piernas? O como cuando imagino de qué color será la ropa interior que esta usando, o que tipo de diseño tendrán? Pero eso es sólo mi instinto, no puedo hacer nada al respecto~ Ah, pero como lo supuse, las piernas de Bitch-chan son las mejores~

4. ¿Como pasas tus días libres?

Por supuesto dices cuando hago esto~ y aquello~ con Bitch-chan? Ohhh~? Podría ser que recién acabas de pensar cosas raras? Eso esta maal~ Yo en realidad no he dicho nada indecente, sabes~? Además, yo soy u caballero, así que lo que quiera hacer Bitch-chan, o al lugar donde quiera ir, es lo que haremos en nuestra cita~

5. ¿Qué usas para dormir?

Algo como que te interese con que ropa duermo... eres una per-ver-ti-da♪ Pero esta bien, especialmente te lo diré. Yo uso un pijama común, uno que sea lizo al tacto, así cuando tocas la piel sobre de la tela se siente agradable~

6. ¿Qué es lo que definitivamemte haces antes de dormir?

Por supuesto, le doy a Bitch-chan un beso de las buenas noches~♪ Si no tengo suficiente de Bitch-chan entonces no podré dormir~ Sólo era broma~ Bueno, no es solamente un beso, pero aún así lo demás es un secreto de Bitch-cha y mio.

7. ¿Cual es la parte de tu cuerpo que más te gusta?

Por supuesto, es el lunar que tengo al costado de mi boca♪ Los lunares son sexys. Además, no es emocionante encontrar lunares en lugares inusuales?

8. ¿Qué es lo que más te gusta de tu habitación?

Lo que más me gusta, eh~ Como lo pensé, es mi cama. Los sueños que tienes en la cama son obscenos, nfu♪ Además, dormir en ella se siente agradable, es perfecta. Es tan grande que podemos dormir juntos, e incluso hay espacio para dos almohadas más.

9. Cuentanos un recuerdo con tus hermanos.

Veamos, aunque me pidas que recuerde, es algo complicado. Ya que nosotros hemos estado pasado mu~cho tiempo juntos. Tengo un montón de recuerdos tontos/absurdos, sabes? Como cuando me comí los macarrones de Kanato-kun, y lo hice enojar. O como cuando quedé atrapado en la broma de Ayato y Reiji se enojó~

10. ¿Qué piensas de KarlHeinz?

No sé nada de esa persona~. Qué es lo que esa persona estará pensando? Bueno, a parte de él[esa persona] nadie más sabe lo que esta pensando[Esa persona]. No pienso nada sobre él. Por ahora.

11. ¿A donde irias en una cita?

Mmm~, a donde estaría bien? A una tienda donde hayan muchos macarrones? A Bitch-chan también le gustan las cosas dulces. Y también, es algo simple, pero tal vez a un parque temático? Montar atracciones mecánicas, que su falda comience a agitarse cuando subamos a algún juego, y coquetear a dentro de la rueda de la fortuna~♪ Eso sería bastante divertido.

12. ¿Qué es lo que una chica hace para que tu corazón salte?

Cuando las mujeres cruzan sus piernas. Las hermosas piernas de una chica siendo cruzadas, suena bien. Sin darme cuenta las termino mirando~ Cuando tienen medias negras, y tacones altos lucen más sexys. Ahora le diré a Bitch-chan que vista eso.

13. ¿Como sabe su sangre?

El mayordomo de Bitch-chan, Laito-kun, te lo dirá especialmente a ti~ El gusto de la sangre de Bitch-chan, es un sabor travieso♪ Es tan dulce, espesa, una vez que la pruebes ya no pensarás en otra cosa que no sea la sangre hasta el punto en que te sientas enfermo. Una vez que sientas el aroma de su sangre ya no vas a poder respirar.

14. ¿De que parte de su cuerpo te gusta chupar la sangre?

De sus muslos, qué acaso no es obvio~ Una vez que muerdas esos suaves muslos de las piernas de Bitch-chan, su dulce sangre estará fluyendo por tu boca... Ahh, de sólo imaginarlo me dieron ganas de beber su sangre~

15. Qué existencia es ella para ti?

Qué es Bitch-chan para mí? Veaamos, Bitch-chan es especial. Para mi es la única chica especial dentro de este mundo de la cual bebo sangre. Porque no hay forma de que no me interese en esta chica tan traviesa. Desde ahora en adelante divertamosnos un montón, Bitch-chan♪

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