#franca mai

[theersatzcowboy]

Fascination (1979)

A fascinating mix of arthouse and exploitation cinema, this euro-sleaze / lesploitation horror classic is hot as hell, gorgeous to look at, and oddly feminist.

Director: Jean Rollin

Cinematographer: Georgie Fromentin

Starring: Franca Maï, Brigitte Lahaie, Fanny Magier, and Jean-Pierre Lemaire

[mishkakagehishka]

All the comments here are talking ab "guys chill it's obviously a touristy area it's fine" oh you guys do not actually see foreign countries as Real Countries with Real People living there do you.

[lipstickontheglass1985]

might get eaten for this but honestly i find it kind of suprising how similar in general british vs american english actually are to each other? like yeah sure the accents can be very distinct depending on the specific region and there are some words which differ completely depending on the variant (like i dunno lift vs elevator pavement vs sidewalk etc) and a bunch of slang terms which only occure in one of the variants (though, again, seems like they are more region dependent rather than american vs british english thing) but as a whole its like. if you are, say, a child who has been taught english by a bunch of purists who are insistent on only teaching the british variant as correct, and then once you grow up enough for unrestricted internet access go online onto english speaking spaces which are predominately american, you won't really struggle with understanding them if your "british" english was alright in the first place. like there is a difference but its far from enough to cause any sort of gap in comprehension. and i find this personally fascinating cause supposedly those two variants have been developing an ocean apart from each other for like three centuries

[anosrepasi]

the hook of potential TOG2 news is getting my interested again like a shark and a mile away drop of blood in the water. I'm lazily making my way over.

I have to figure out how to end Prima Lingua but I got the first chapter for Nolexi written if anyone wants a preview of that.

[romance-of-three-memes]

A lot of people in mainland China are perfectly capable of getting around the so called 'Great Firewall of China' and interacting with the internet beyond it but the thing is a lot of them just flat out don't want to or don't really care all that much. Yeah sure the internet is heavily censored, but outside of that non-English spaces have gotten smaller and smaller while English takes over as the lingua franca of the internet, and they may or may not be able to read and understand English very well.

Also a lot of people on the internet beyond the 'firewall' are very hostile to them, they get treated like naive idiots or brainwashed infiltrators for the ccp. I remember a few years back when a lot of Chinese fanfic writers started uploading their stories on ao3 en masse because there had been a big uptick in websites that host fanfiction getting taken down and some people were so utterly vile about it, making jokes about how they could get the fics taken down by mentioning the Tiananmen Square massacre in the comments and things like that.

All because they were apparently offended by their favorite tags having more non-English works that can very easily filter out so they don't have to look at them at all. Because God forbid a fanfiction website that already greatly skews towards English fics have more works in other languages, right? That's like the only thing I miss about fanfiction.net, it had way more non-English fics, well that and more stories for certain fandoms than ao3 does.

And it's not like a lot of tech companies and other governments don't censor the internet to some extent or another, China isn't unique in that regard, it's just particularly infamous for being so heavy-handed and easy to use as a red herring.

[talon-dragonbeast]

Anglocentrism in alterhuman communities: ramblings of a Spanish-speaking dragon and a cat

[original in spanish here, though i have no doubt that this version will be disseminated more widely] • [original en español aquí, aunque tengo la certeza de que esta versión se difundirá más ampliamente]

this post was originally written as part of The Sol System's Alterhuman Writing Challenge. written by @talon-dragonbeast, with the help of my sibling @watcherwingedcat. we hope you like it!

word count: 2422

This writing, which is more of a rant with myself than a proper essay, is one I've been meaning to write for a long time; ever since I first joined an online community, to be more precise. Anglocentrism, according to Wikipedia (and yes, the irony of the article not being available in Spanish is not lost to me), is "the practice of viewing the world primarily through the lens of English or Anglo-American culture, language, and values, often marginalizing or disparaging non-English-speaking or non-Anglo perspectives."

If you are monolingual and your native language is English, chances are you have never stopped to think about the advantage this gives you over those of us who are not so fortunate as to be born with the lingua franca on our lips. Yes, you may have had to study some Spanish in school, but let's be honest, very few people remember what they learn in elementary school. As an English speaker, the whole world is built for you, and it's the rest of us who have to fit your mold. Culture, scientific articles, movies, books, video games, the internet, online communities, technical language, educational videos: even in the most international spaces, everything revolves around English. Which brings me to the subject of this writing: The Alterhuman community.

My name (as I am known on the internet, at least) is Talon. I've been a member of the alterhuman community, and more specifically, the otherkin community, for a little over a year now. Otherkin (a word that comes from other, in Spanish otros; and kin, shortened form of kind, in Spanish tipo) are people who identify as nonhuman in some way. For example, I identify as a dragon (among other things), and that's what I am, even if I look human on the outside and am perceived as such. There are many reasons why someone might believe they are not human, but I'm not here to discuss that, so let's get back to the topic at hand.

Since I've been in this community, I haven't written a single post in Spanish. And not for lack of desire, nor because I am intimidated to share something as personal as my mother tongue. No, the reason is simple: The community does not exist in any language other than English. By this I don't mean that there are no non-humans outside of England or the United States, because of course there are (even if they are on other platforms like TikTok or Instagram), and I'll talk about those later. But simply put, the reason you don't see many alterhuman communities in other languages is because all the resources, the introductions, the chronologies of the (English) alterhuman community, the definitions of the terms, the terms themselves, everything is in English.

I have always been bilingual. Well, trilingual actually, although my third language is not too relevant in my day to day life and I only use it in classes or when someone starts a conversation in the language. It's hard to explain how your brain works when you speak multiple languages fluently, but basically it's like running two parallel systems at the same time, but with thoughts. I don't usually think with words, but when I do it usually happens that some of my thoughts are in Spanish, and others in English, roughly in a 50/50 ratio. Or it can also happen that I start the thought in one language, but finish it in another. Or I may try to use a specific word in English that does not have an exact translation into Spanish, so that when translated literally the sentence does not make sense. Basically, everything I write or say out loud I have to run it through several filters first, one to remove the words from the other language, one to find the words to replace them with, and one to make the sentence make sense. Sounds exhausting, doesn't it? It is. Now imagine if in order to express yourself as you really are, in order to participate in a community with beings who understand and accept you like no other, you had to basically suppress half of who you are, all the time.

The problem is not only not being able to use my native language to express myself. As I have demonstrated in the last year and a half that I have been in this community, I am fluent enough in English not only to be understood when I speak, but also to express such complicated concepts as the self, human nature, the psychology of being, and all that comes with existing as nonhuman. The real problem comes when I try to express relatively common alterhuman concepts in my native language. I'm not just talking about labels like otherkin or therianthrope, which can be adapted to Spanish with relative ease. It's the little things, the simplest things.

For example, the term shift. The word itself is already difficult to translate; during my searches, I found a glossary of terms on the Otherkin Hispano website in which they call them "desplazamientos", which... is an accurate translation, I guess, but impossible to use comfortably in everyday life. There are also terms whose definitions use expressions that simply cannot be translated into other languages. For example, otherkin and otherhearted. In English, the difference between these two terms is that otherkin means "[to] identify as" while otherhearted is "[to] identify with". But this is a purely English expression. In other languages, the distinction does not exist, or it makes no sense to use it; therefore, these terms are totally inaccessible to any international user. Or compound words like "catkin", which are difficult to express in other languages. According to Otherkin Hispano, in Spanish it would be said as is without translation, Soy catkin. But that... is not grammatically correct, since it would be mixing two languages in the same sentence. The most appropriate would be to say Soy gatokin, which sounds wrong and doesn't make sense anyway, because kin is still an English word. Or "hearttype", which in Spanish could be roughly translated as "tipo del corazón" (kind of [the] heart). When saying that you have a specific hearttype, for example "corvidhearted", one way of expressing it could be a simple Soy corvidhearted, which carries the same problems as catkin. Or you could, as Wikipedia advises, say Soy corazón de córvido ("I am heart of corvid"). I don't dislike it, to be honest, but some might find it too metaphorical or poetic.

Finally, and before reaching the conclusion, I want to dedicate a few paragraphs to talk about the alterhuman community that exists in other languages. I mentioned before these communities; that although they do exist, they are very scattered through platforms such as TikTok or Instagram, with which I am not so familiar. But since I can't talk about Anglocentrism without at least talking about the Spanish-speaking alterhuman community, I asked my sibling Watcher @watcherwingedcat what it thought about the topic. This is what they wrote:

Hi guys, I'm Watcher, and I'm here to talk a bit about the Spanish-speaking therian community, which I think is the pristine example of the hate we receive both from people outside the community and from those inside, both Spanish and South American. While this post focused more on the language barriers, I want to focus on the real consequences of this barrier, how it divides us in the way we interact with each other: The social part of this whole thing (as I already said some other time or another and some of my followers know, I am studying Social Education, so from my point of view the social part is very relevant for everything we do). As my sister already said (hi Talon!), the English community is the majority in alterhuman spaces, but, what is the Spanish-speaking community really like?

Not very large, is the answer. The term itself is not very widespread, and the community is quite small. However, after a while of searching, I found it in a little corner of the internet. When I found a community in my own language, I was excited, but my curiosity and joy were soon extinguished... When I saw the reactions to their videos and posts on tiktok mainly. They were packed with hate messages. Packed. If you think hate in the English community is bad, you are not prepared for the hate received in other communities, especially the Spanish one. This is more a matter of culture, a little bit also due to the closed mindedness in countries like Spain, Argentina, or Colombia.

In general, the non-humans of the Spanish-speaking community mostly post about quadrobics and masks. At least, I haven't seen much beyond that, and the community is mostly in tiktok. And the reception of their expression of way of being? Disgusting. To give an example of how bad the hate is, in one of the videos I found (I think it was a therian making a mask or something), humans and non-humans were insulting the therian posting the video, discussions about how we are crazy and sick in the head and should be in mental institutions... It was horrible. The worst were the death threats, even, wishing the therian to die, or hang themselves, or worse (I've even seen rape threats). Comments that said things like, "If my sister told me she was a dog I would take her clothes off and force her to sleep outside and eat animal food, if she wants to be a dog I will treat her like one." Threats of abuse, both physical and sexual... Absolutely disgusting. And the worst thing is that the tiktok platform did not remove these hate accounts, the copy and paste messages of insults, the threats....

I am proud of the Hispanic community for being so open about their identity, don't get me wrong, but there are times when it is safer to just not share that part of who we are with others, especially if you are a minor and vulnerable. That's another issue that concerns me, as I've seen people coming out to parents, siblings, friends, and them just belittling them. That, coupled with misinformation, is a recipe for disaster.

I couldn't help but notice the deep root of misinformation in the non-human community itself. They confuse definitions, the different terms, which leads them to spread even more misinformation. This I don't think is entirely their fault, or that they are so young for the most part, as I have not seen Hispanic therians over the age of 18. I think this is largely due (as Talon already mentioned) to the language difference, and the lack of translation of certain terms. In general, when talking to friends with whom I am open about my non-humanity, I use English terms. It is a little weird to use those words in English while speaking in Spanish, but I am bilingual and for now there is no solution to that. I think the Spanish community would benefit from spreading correct information, and having a platform to express themselves with their own, like tumblr is for the English community. Something my sister expands on in dreir post. As for me here I finish my little comment, I'll leave you with Talon now. Watcher out.

As a conclusion, I would like to talk about the consequences that Anglocentrism might have on non-English speaking alterhumans, and then propose some ideas on how we might begin to address (or at least mitigate) it as a community.

First of all it is the obvious; the vast majority of non-English speaking alterhumans simply never realize that they are alterhumans in the first place, on account of the language barrier. All of the resources for beings who are questioning their humanity or lack thereof are in English, so they are not accessible to people who don't understand the language; therefore, a non-English speaker would have a much harder time accessing them. Another consequence is not being able to express your alterhumanity fully, both internally and externally. Remember when I mentioned that my thoughts are evenly distributed between English and Spanish, always keeping a 50/50 ratio? Well, recently, I have noticed that when reflecting on my identity as a dragon, all my thoughts are automatically generated in English. I find this deeply shocking, as I feel that a fundamental part of my identity is being eroded. It is devastating to feel that you can only express half of who you are, suppressing what could otherwise be a complex and multifaceted identity. Not being able to express myself in my other language limits my ability to explore that part of myself.

Anglocentrism is a cycle that never ends; since all the resources are in English, no members in other languages can join, and since there are no members in other languages, all the resources that are created are in English. And while I wish I could say that I have a solution to end this Anglocentrism once and for all, unfortunately, I do not. I am only one person (dragon), and this is a problem that I alone cannot solve. True, there have been some commendable attempts by the international community (translations of writings, alterhuman blogs in languages other than English, the Eurokin server on Discord are some examples); however, these initiatives often don't often get very far because of the very nature of the community. As I have already said, most of the alterhumans are North American or English, therefore any attempt to globalize the community would be restricted by the fact that there are not many members who would be interested in this in the first place. So what can we do to change this? The answer lies in you, reader. If you have a second language, encourage yourself to create writings in it from time to time. If you come from a culture other than the mainstream, talk about how that affects your identity. If you have traditions specific to your country that you believe are alterhuman in nature, share them. And if you are part of the English-speaking majority, I invite you to contribute in a positive way through simple actions, such as listening to us when we express ourselves in other languages, recognizing that we do not all share the same culture, and keeping an open mind when discussing topics that may be unfamiliar to you. Our strength as a community lies in the diversity of our members; let's embrace it.

[klapollo]

btw people on here concede culture to the right every day. when you use ableist slurs, when you suggest all feminism is terfism, when you body shame, when you whine about people wanting accessibility, when you spread and speak in the lingua franca of the right (wojaks based on white supremacist murderers, "based," "clown world" etc), when you try to export 8chan culture here, when you shun educating yourself, when you treat "foreign" countries as inherently hostile and scary, when you tell trans women theyre being mean for speaking up for themselves, when you keep posting fucking harry potter, when you "reclaim" memes from literal nazis.

prioritization of personal comfort and humor over all else is RAMPANT on this site and some of you need to wake the fuck up. it may seem small but these incremental concessions add up to cultural shifts. how is anything supposed to change if we're too lazy to not even do these simple things

[geniousbh]

sei que eu sou percursora do movimento simón aquariano nato, mas🗣 sendo 100% franca é pela resenha. eu acho sim que ele estando solteiro pega algumas meninas, talvez até possa sair com duas ao mesmo tempo, mas novamente, isso corresponde ao comportamento geral de pelo menos - e chutando baixo - 60% da população global a partir dos quatorze anos.

acontece que, recentemente, meu tiktok têm me entregado um conteúdo que é boníssimo: simón hempe em momentos espontâneos, com as fãs, com a família, e principalmente - motivo que me fez vir aqui escrever um breaking my silence🤐😬💢🗯 - vídeos com o cachorrinho dele. não sei se é fêmea ou não, acho que pouco importa também pro objetivo da discussão, mas ele é tão TÃO carinhoso. tipo, vai se foder, a maioria dos caras da uma coçadinha na orelha do bicho e fica é isso👍🏻 (se recusam a mostrar fragilidade? suavidade? não sei, mas certamente tem a ver com o machismo estrutural que afeta eles tb😪). ENFIM! TÔ DANDO MUITAS VOLTAS PRA CHEGAR ONDE EU QUERO QUE É...

simón hempe - muito - provavelmente é um dos melhores do cast pra namorar💋💯✌🏻‼️ ele tem sim um jeitinho de espírito livre, mas mais no sentindo de querer ter novas experiências e querer ver novos lugares e eu totalmente acredito que ele iria adorar fazer isso com uma companhia👫 tipo de namorado que usaria pulseirinhas combinando e que é super atencioso. tenho plena convicção que o cavalheirismo dele é muito sutil e ele nem deve perceber, tipo trocar de lugar contigo na calçada pra você ficar mais longe da rua, sabe? ou então te abraçar apertadinho porque você se emocionou com algo num ambiente lotado e ele sabe que vc tem vergonha de chorar em público.

namoradinho simón que quando vocês estão de namorico na cama, gosta muito de ficar te dando beijo de esquimó segurando seu rosto entre as mãos dele, e se você estiver tristinha ou com a autoestima baixa fica te hypando, porque ele é muito seu fãzinho; não é atoa que te quis. "você é a mais linda, mais cheirosa, mais gostosa, mais cremosa, mais amorosa, mais respeitosa...😌 esqueci outras palavras com osa🥺", e isso intercalando com vários selinhos. ACHO SIM que ele é o "fut amanha, lista de quem vai: simón (se a mulher deixar)", mas não porque você é super enciumada com ele - ele não tem cara de quem dá trabalho, na vdd, tem carinha de quem se dedica muito no papel boyfriendesco - e sim porquê vocês tinham combinado de ir no jardim botânico, mas se ajeitar direitinho, conseguem fazer os dois.

e no sexo acho que ele é soft dom 🧍 sim é isso mesmo que você está lendo. eu acho que ele faz o que você quiser que ele faça (soft🎀🐇💌💖), mas ele é muito intenso na prática (😈👹🔥🥵). se você solta pra ele bem rapidamente - tipo, tá de bobeira vendo twitter e faz um comentário inocente - que já viu um video com overstimulation e "achou legal", ele vai lembrar e vai fazer contigo. talvez ele fique um pouco soberbo de ter você toda afetadinha por baixo, revirando os olhos e soprando umas coisas desconexas, mas ele nunca extrapola. estaria roçando seu pontinho totalmente swonlen já e dizendo "essa sua carinha de puta me deixa maluco, sabia? mas se você pedir pra eu parar eu paro, hm?", e é óbvio que você não quer isso, então ele continua e continua por muito tempo até vocês descobrirem que você consegue fazer squirt e my brother is christ, este homem ficaria 🤩

ele parece ser muito carentinho também, então acho que dá pra esperar que ele seja da turma dos que implora pra qualquer contato carnal, ele vai pedir manhoso, bate uma pra mim, princesa e é foda de negar porque ele já faz tanto por você... nas festinhas vai pedir pra te comer no banheiro ou pra vocês darem uma escapadinha pro estacionamento.

e 👻me thinks👻 sabem aquela trend de perguntar se o namorado comeria lasanha todos os dias pro resto da vida? ele já sabe, antes mesmo de você fazer com ele, então ele diria que sim, mesmo que em dois anos as veias do coração dele fossem entupir e ele bater as botas, mas que ele comeria, comeria de pratada, com aquele garfão, se fosse de microondas era dentro também, quente, gelada, queimando a língua, fazendo calor, fazendo chuva. e você responde "🙄 se eu soubesse que vc já conhecia a trend eu num teria feito", "vida, pra que ficar me perguntando em metáfora se eu te comeria pro resto da vida, já não tá óbvio? se n tiver eu to indo na sua casa agr".

outros pontos importantes/relevantes: ele gosta de dar mordidinhas e de dar tapas na sua bunda enquanto você tá desavisada. e se você tivesse um irmão/irmã mais novos, desculpa, mas o simón seria melhor amigo deles🤝🏻; papo dos pivetes só saberem perguntar do seu namorado pra ti, e de nos domingos que o hempe passa na sua casa, ficarem jogando, ou brincando.

oq nem dá pra você reclamar, porque te deixa de coração quentinho ficar observando eles (também te faz puxar ele pro teu quarto e sentar bem lentinho dps dizendo que não vê a hora de ter um bebêzinho dele - o que >também< deixa ele brisadíssimo e ainda mais apaixonado - "eu te loto de porra agora mesmo", "simón!", vc ri e ele nega, te pegando no colo de súbito e te jogando na cama, só ajeitando antes de voltar a meter, "é sério", "mas a gente ainda é novo... tem a viagem pra madri", "porra, é mesmo", ele diminui o ritmo por segundos - dá até pra ver as engrenagens na cabeça dele rodando - "mas depois, cê n escapa").

[srbachchan]

DAY 5853

Hyd, Koh Feb 26, 2024 Mon 11:55 PM

When the mind is clear .. when the will is firm .. and the "conscience of the mind" at heart .. the poetic justice of cinema shall ever prevail .. for to attain that justice within 3 hours, is the miracle of what was commonly called in its initial stages - 'the flicks' ..

The early years were magical too .. the awe, the excitement of entering that darkened hall , and to witness stories that spelt valour, morals, social justice .. the oft repeated lingua franca was ..

'I went to he flicks yesterday .. boy what an experience , what fun '

This generation would perhaps be ignorant of these details or experiences, but for us oldies that magic shall ever remain ..

It is rare to find the maker of flicks to be in great knowledge of the wisdom, the philosophical bearings of life, and the morality beliefs , other than what he or she professes in their screenplays .. and to be involved in discussion with queries and questions driving conversation to the 'conscience of the mind' .. driving the companion that works with him to refer repeatedly to the learnings we gather from our elders ..

For when there is the fret and indecisiveness at our doors, it is ever the appeal to that conscience -

" what would our parents have done in such a situation" ..

and the responsive detailed answers and solutions pour out in the asking ..

their wisdom, may now be the subject of the written Googled, or ChatGPT reference .. but no matter how wise and learned the net of the worlds be .. the net results shall ever be of their domain ..

their - the elders ..

Life is a struggle I had confessed to Babuji one desolate morning .. and he had soothenned me with his retort :

' So long as there is life , there is struggle '

Comforted .. we march on .. on this agnipath .. undaunted and resolved to attain , to achieve, and to believe that it is possible ..

May all our forgivenesses be in that domain ..

Love gratitude and respect ..

🙏

❤️

Amitabh Bachchan

[mimipuppet]

Sefirah Castle Retail au

All the transmigraters are employees of Tianzun who couldn’t decide if he wanted it to be a diner, grocey store, or just a normal gas station so he mashed it all up together, nothing is normal and the place may or may not teleport over the world but they have a job so they don’t really care about that.

No one has the correct name tag, at first Tianzun gave out regular sounding names such as Klein Moretti and Roselle Gustav, but then he started out giving such as Hidden Blade and Periodic Table and never looked back

Klein has multiple different name tags that he switches by, some customers such as Emlyn know him as Sherlock Moriarty, others like Fors know him as Gehrman Sparrow

The Curly haired baboon gang are split between who the owner of Sefriah castle is, some like Franca think it’s Klein and others like Loki think it’s Tianzun

Tianzun rarely appears in store, the only one who knows who he looks like is Klein, Amanises, and Roselle

To the rest, he’s just some long-haired weirdo that likes to bother the workers

Lumian would occasionally come dressed as Aurore to cover her shifts, everyone knows it’s him but hey it’s free labour

Every week or so, some crackhead named Antigonus would come and bother Amanises, no one knows the beef between them

Franca wore an assassin’s creed cosplay on her job interview cause she got the days mixed up, luckily it was Klein who was a fan of the game and half of the interview was them talking about the game

There’s a chalk board menu and everyone writes their own reviews on it that range from 1/10 to this sucks ass to a full on food review you’d see on a blog

The only ones in a healthy and loving relationship is Professor and Associate Professor, everyone hates it

All of them have other jobs than just Sefriah Castle, Amanises is a successful business woman, Roselle is a CEO, Klein’s a history professor, Franca works for the Mafia, Aurore’s a author, etc

Why they work there? cause Tianzun made them sign a life-long contract and their souls are bounded there until they die

[delirantesko]

ESCREVA! (Texto, 2024)

Escreva, nem que seja anonimamente, usando uma fantasia, troque de rosto, de corpo, de coração, de alma, mas escreva!

Garanto que esse risco que você correr, esse risco que você traçar, seja no papel, na tela, no box esfumaçado do banheiro, na areia da praia trará um retorno.

Escreva, mesmo com os braços tremendo, com a respiração irregular, mesmo ouvindo cada pulsar do seu coração.

Escreva nem que seja pra si mesmo, realize a tarefa herculea e impossível de conversar consigo mesmo. O que você diria? Você consegue ser tão gentil consigo mesmo quanto é com aquela pessoa que mais ama?

Crie uma segunda conta e mande conversas pra si mesmo.

Escreva cartas a mão pra si mesmo, pro seu eu do futuro.

Mande e-mails pra si mesmo, e então responda.

Fale sozinho até você se apaixonar novamente pelo som da sua voz.

Como criança, rabisque o papel. Invente palavras novas. Crie letras que nunca ninguém viu. Será seu segredo, algo que ninguém mais no mundo sabe.

Pense no nome que daria para aquela cor que ainda não existe.

Não tenha medo do delírio, só sonho. Se for pra ter medo, tema aceitar ficar esmagado pelas expectativas de quem amanhã te esquecerá.

Permita que a tinta te lambuze. Seja um quadro branco também, vazio, mas infinito de possibilidades.

Não conte a ninguém: a experiência desse espaço que você vai criar não pode ser compartilhado ou compreendido por outras pessoas.

É só você e o universo, numa conversa franca.

O que você tem a dizer pra ele?

[xexyromero]

ai xexy eh tanta fic com 3some q eu precisava de um headcanon seu sobre a reação de cada um deles entrando por engano no quarto de hotel errado e flagrando a leitora dormindo com dois dos outros meninos,,,,,,

wn: meu deus... quase q eu morro...

meninos do cast x flagra.

fem!reader headcanon

tw: +18!!! menção de drogas ilícitas!!

enzo: te pegou com matías e agustín.

enzo realmente esperava encontrar a cama vazia e seu próprio quarto de hotel. ao perceber que entrou errado, vendo de relance os corpos na cama, sua atitude inicial é fechar a porta e se afastar. se não fosse uma camisa sua, que ele te deu (diga-se de passagem) largada no chão próximo a porta, ele teria simplesmente virado de costas e deixado pra lá. mas a curiosidade o faz olhar de novo. vê você, muito bem delineada, acompanhada de outros membros do cast. não grita, não comenta, não faz escarcéu. enzo é um homem contido e que detesta briga pública. mas não se preocupe - as consequências vem no dia seguinte ou na próxima vez que se verem. ele vai ser passivo-agressivo a respeito, ficar sem falar com você direito e é capaz até de te ignorar mesmo, no duro.

"hm? está falando comigo por quê? matí e agus estão bem ali. vá atrás deles."

agustín: te pegou com fran e esteban.

agus entra no quarto de fran muitíssimo animado, escancarando a porta mesmo, perguntando quem vai bolar a perna de grilo que vão fumar pra dormirem melhor. é só quando vê que ele não só não está sozinho, como acompanhado de você e de esteban, que agus solta um "iiiishhhh" bem alongado. vira o corpo, ficando de costas, quase que institivamente. apesar do semblante relativamente calmo, ele sente uma pontadinha de ciúme. ele é o cara do amor livre e vocês não tinham nada combinado entre si, mas ele se magoou da mesma forma. muito constrangido, tenta sair ainda virado em oposto à cama, quase derruabando tudo e deixando a situação ainda mais estranha. da próxima vez que vocês se encontram ele te chama pra uma conversa franca e pedem pra fechar o relacionamento.

"não gostei de saber que tem outros caras metendo em ti, até porque eu não to metendo em mais ninguém. o que acha dá gente fechar entre si?"

fran: te pegou com enzo e matías.

você estava quase cochilando, o corpo entre o dos dois outros homens, quando escuta um som extremamente agudo vindo da porta. ao se virar, em pânico, vê fran parado no batente, as mãos cobrindo a boca e os olhos molhadinhos nos cantos. ele solta mais um gritinho ao ver matías e enzo (que se levantaram no susto também). com pressa, depois de ter sido notado pelas três pessoas do cômodo, fran fecha a porta com tudo e marcha em direção ao próprio quarto, trancando a porta e colocando uma música alta qualquer pra tocar, afim de se distrair. quando vocês se encontram de novo, ele dá de ombros e finge que não se importa. pergunta porque você não comentou que era um desejo seu, que tinha interesse em outras pessoas. no fundo, só quer entender porque você não se sentiu confortável de falar sobre com ele. afinal, antes de começarem a se beijar, vocês eram bons amigos.

"eu não tenho problema nenhum com isso, gordis. só não entendi porque você não comentou nada à respeito comigo."

matías: te pegou com agustín e enzo.

ele fica PUTO. completamente e absolutamente PUTO e com todas as pessoas envolvidas, viu? entra no quarto com o maior sorriso do mundo e murcha quase imediatamente ao ver vocês três deitados na cama. ele liga a luz, faz um show, bate palma, diz que era melhor ter sido convidado também se soubesse que ia ser fodido pelos melhores amigos e pela namorada (e olha que nem namorada você é) daquela forma. não chora, mas faz todo o alarde possível. é capaz até de empurrar agustín quando ele vai tentar conversar e acalmar matías, manda enzo ficar quieto na dele e vai fazer de tudo pra você chorar. te chama de puta e diz que não quer mais se envolver com você. depois que o susto passa, você vai tentar conversar com ele. é meio escroto no começo, mas aos poucos vai se abrindo pra conversa.

"ah, agora você vem falar comigo. encontrou um terceiro buraco que me caiba? ou cansou dos outros dois e tá querendo fazer escala?"

kuku: te pegou com fran e rafa.

fica parado no meio do quarto sem muita reação, quase que como se o cerébro tivessse tentando entender o que está acontecendo. entrou no quarto de rafa atrás de uma camisa emprestada e deu de cara com você, erm, de quatro no meio dos outros dois colegas de cast. bem ocupados, os três. ele pigarreia, sem jeito, pede desculpas e vai saindo com muita calma em direção a porta. ele fica chateado? fica. um pouquinho enciumado, confuso. mas não vai criar confusão em cima da situação, até porque nunca conversaram sobre outras pessoas e não tem nenhum tipo de acordo sobre isso. e esteban é um homem que se baseia nas palavras. no final das contas, a chateação maior dele é na verdade ter ficado de fora e não ter sido considerado na equação.

"eu e você, infelizmente, ainda não temos nada concreto. não vou ficar aqui te julgando. mas é que eu sempre pensei que, numa situação como essa, eu ia ser incluído também."

pipe: te pegou com esteban e enzo.

o coitado do pipe foi até o quarto de esteban só pedir ajuda com um texto. bateu uma, bateu duas, na terceira vez, ficou preocupado com o amigo mais velho e abriu a porta com cuidado, pedindo licença. quase cai pra trás quando vê você e os outros dois na cama. pede desculpa alto, quase gritando, e bate a porta com muita força. para além da situação tensa de pegar a garota que ele está apaixonado transando com outras pessoas, pipe fica extremamente inseguro consigo mesmo porque te pegou com dois dos membros mais velhos do cast. fica pensando se foi algo que ele deixou de fazer ou se só ele não era suficiente. fica extremamente magoado, chateado, cabeça baixa. aquele bico enoooorme. e até topa conversar com você, mas está tão deprimido que mal te escuta. ele tenta esconder as lágrimas a todo custo.

"sei lá, nena. eu sei que a gente não era nada, mas pensei que tinha algo se formando, sabe? bom, você fez sua escolha."

[quasiquack666]

Okay what language do you think people are speaking in Eleceed?

This maybe sounds like a dumb question but... especially in the World Academy arc, there's almost no Korean people there. And do we really assume that Kayden speaks Korean to Jiwoo? When it might make more sense that Jiwoo is multilingual and switches to uh, whatever Kayden speaks?

In other words, there's no way everyone in the whole comic was speaking Korean the whole time, right?

Although I do acknowledge the potential fact that Awakeners might have a language by themselves. Partially to keep normies from overhearing stuff but also to make communication easier. And there's the possibility that fictional languages exist in general, similar to how there may be fictional countries (one potential reason for why no other country is named except South Korea).

But even if the Awakener language exists, there's zero way Jiwoo would have known that at the beginning of the series. Kayden would have known and likely taught him later, but still. So obviously Kayden and Jiwoo share a language from the beginning, but it seems odd to assume that the language is specifically Korean. Especially when the writers specified that Kayden is not Korean (although he does look like some sort of East Asian. Y'all can pry him being Asian from my cold dead hands, by the way, I'll die as roast duck on this hill).

That aside, could we assume that everyone speaks Awakener language in the non-Korea arcs? Or maybe there's an actual global lingua franca in Eleceed world? In which case, of course anyone can pretty easily understand anyone else, unless they didn't get an education in the common language.

There could be evidence of a global lingua franca in chapter one. Kayden doesn't seem to acknowledge Jiwoo's words up until "Let me check", which is when Kayden replies. So he knows just enough Korean to understand that phrase, simply deduced what was going on from context, or Jiwoo was speaking a global lingua franca and Kayden ignored him until then. Or hell maybe Kayden just knows Korean, which isn't impossible.

Either way, I feel like the easy and simple answer is a global lingua franca, as people's first or secondary language(s). And maybe an Awakener language exists too, just because.

On that note, if there is an Awakener language, I wonder how it's spoken? Awakeners have different biology than normals. Potentially their language could literally be powered by their force core, which would make it genuinely incomprehensible to normals. Similar to Spatial Isolation that only other Awakeners can use and interact with. So I don't think it's a huge leap to say they could make a spoken language that only Awakeners could use and understand.

An Awakener sign language might be more difficult to make Awakener-only though. Since making force power modify your vocal cords (or at least the sound coming from said vocal cords) temporarily is different than full arm or hand modification. So I guess deaf Awakeners are screwed? Or maybe they've come up with signals instead, moreso like Morse Code using flashes of power.

At this point I'm rambling, there is almost certainly no thought towards deaf Awakeners in this comic when other shown disabilities are given little thought already lol. Although I do still think a spoken Awakener language could be real.

As for why I didn't mention English, I'm hesitant to say that Kayden and Jiwoo might have been speaking English to each other. Because although it's a very common language in real universe, there's really no confirmation in the comic that English exists at all. So I've stuck to mentioning only Korean, which presumably exists since South Korea exists, and mentioning unnamed but relevant languages like the global lingua franca or an Awakener language.

[tadhgbarakat]

𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬.

─── you were 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 and you 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝘩𝑒𝑙𝑙 have nothing now.

Havia uma goteira na sala.

Mesmo enquanto o interrogador falava, aquilo era só o que era capaz de notar. O som interrompia o questionamento a intervalos regulares como um metrônomo, ditando o ritmo de seus pensamentos, seus batimentos cardíacos, sua respiração. Como uma melodia, o destilar de cada goda o ancorava ao momento presente mais do que quaisquer palavras.

Não o havia notado de início. A princípio, mesmo sua percepção aguçada o havia traído: deixado a sós na sala por mais de uma hora, o palpitar de seu coração havia abafado quaisquer outros ruídos. O próprio inalar e exalar soava ensurdecedor. Segundos se transformaram em minutos, até que os instintos nele incutidos por anos de treinamento vieram à tona: com as palmas das mãos sobre a mesa e viradas para cima, fechou os olhos e abriu todos os demais sentidos. A presença de Buruk era como uma extensão da própria consciência, suas emoções um espelho, e separá-los fisicamente pouco havia feito para distanciar o vínculo que os unia.

Quando o investigador-líder por fim o agraciou com sua presença, não tardou a perceber que a estratégia de o fazer esperar não o havia desesperado. Acomodado na cadeira de madeira como se em sua própria casa, Tadhg parecia quase entediado enquanto o aguardava, o semblante uma máscara de calma glacial. Com sua camisa parcialmente desabotoada e os cabelos ainda por pentear, aqueles eram os dois únicos sinais de despreparo que tinha a ofertar, ambos um produto do horário escolhido. Havia desamarrado os cadarços de seus coturnos enquanto desperdiçava o começo de sua manhã, e ofereceu um sorriso em vias de bom dia ao reconhecer o rosto familiar do interrogador. Não era seu primeiro encontro com a lei, e dar-lhe tempo para recobrar o controle havia sido o erro número um.

Cada pergunta lhe pareceu rotineira. Onde você estava no momento em que o incêndio começou? Deitado. Você notou algo incomum? Não. Ao chegar na terceira, seus olhos se estreitaram.

Você notou algum dos dragões agindo estranho no dia do incêndio?

Aquela era a primeira pista. Não o surpreendia que o Império quisesse culpar os montadores e seus dragões incontroláveis – era a narrativa perfeita. Dado o histórico de sua própria montaria, sabia o que viria a seguir, e foi apenas por isso que deixou as respostas curtas de lado.

Ajustou a própria postura como se por fim estivesse pronto para levar a entrevista a sério. Ao abrir a boca e dizer mais do que duas palavras pela primeira vez desde que havia sido escoltado até a sala, o fez de maneira intencional. ❛ Poderia me trazer um copo d'água, por favor ? ❜ Foi o pedido que fez, mantendo a neutralidade frente à pergunta escolhida para o testar, as boas maneiras que havia aprendido em sua infância em meio a nobreza se convertendo em arma. Por um par de segundos, só o que o entrevistador fez foi o encarar em silêncio, como se para quebrá-lo sob a intensidade de um olhar autoritário. Notando que a tática não seria efetiva, por fim o ato de policial mau foi deixado de lado.

Com ambos partindo da neutralidade, era hora de uma conversa franca.

Duas eram as certezas que tinha: Burukdhamir era inocente, e era também o suspeito perfeito para uma investigação criminal. Sabendo do histórico do dragão que era seu assim como era dele, Tadhg estava determinado a não deixar que o culpassem.

Catalogou cada um dos fatos que se lembrava em uma lista mental, e então a compartilhou em voz alta. Estava na cama quando o cheiro de fumaça permeou a ala de dormitórios. Buruk estava empoleirado em uma das torres do castelo o guardando até que pegasse no sono. Sim, ele tinha certeza. Em um momento fazia silêncio, e no seguinte ouviu o primeiro dos gritos. Sua primeira preocupação foi com Roya, a gata calico que havia adotado para preencher sua vida esvaziada pelo luto. Colocou-se de pé, dando-se ao luxo de calçar as botas e vestir um casaco antes de deixar o conforto do próprio quarto com a gata em seus braços, sabendo que a neve espessa do lado de fora o queimaria tanto quanto as chamas. Encontrara com os amigos já do lado de fora, enquanto as chamas lambiam as paredes do castelo e consumiam tudo o que não era feito de pedra. Os professores os haviam agrupado como um rebanho e os conduzido para a segurança, e Tadhg havia assistido enquanto a representação física de cada uma das memórias que um dia havia dividido com Alya pegava fogo.

A cama em que haviam dormido juntos. As cartas e poemas trocados. O retrato caricato que ela havia pintado de si, com os talentos artísticos de uma criança de cinco ou seis anos. Tentar resgatar os pertences teria custado sua vida, para a qual não dava particular valor, mas tinha a gata em quem pensar e a quem manter viva. Como se arrancasse o próprio coração do peito, havia escolhido deixar o passado para trás.

Sonhos e premonições eram coisas de feiticeiros. Tadhg lidava com fatos de maneira clínica. Tinha as próprias suspeitas mas, quando questionado sobre quem se beneficiaria com a queda de Wülfhere, escolheu guardar cada uma delas para si, dando de ombros como se não se importasse particularmente com a pergunta ou a resposta. Sabia não se tratar de um acidente, por muito que este fosse o quadro que o Imperador quisesse pintar. Não tinha dúvidas de que encontrariam o responsável em meio às fileiras de khajols, mas sabia por experiência que erguer e apontar seu dedo só o transformaria em alvo. Não era imbecil o suficiente para o arriscar. Não odiava a todos os khajols e nem os considerava malignos por natureza, mas sabia serem os únicos a ter o que ganhar com o ocorrido: poder, como se o que já tinham não os corrompesse o suficiente.

Quem estaria interessado no desaparecimento do Cálice dos Sonhos?

Ali estava, afinal: a pergunta que valia seu peso em ouro. Em sua opinião, um feiticeiro com visão limitada, tão preocupado com as disputas internas em Aldanrae que estava cego ao fato de que o acesso ao Sonhār era a única frente de resistência que tinham diante de Uthdon, e que cortá-lo seria cortar as futuras gerações de dragões que os protegeriam. Tanto ele quanto o investigador sabiam ser a resposta óbvia, e não o precisava dizer em voz alta: o que escolheu fazer invés disso foi muito pior. Pausou como se estivesse genuinamente considerando a questão e suas implicações. Abriu a boca e a fechou uma, duas, três vezes, como se hesitasse despejar um segredo precioso. Quando por fim tinha o investigador sentado na beira da cadeira oposta à sua em expectativa, quebrou o silêncio com uma pergunta própria.

❛ Alguém com insônia ? ❜ A sugestão foi posada de maneira séria, sendo necessário esforço hercúleo para conter o sorrisinho que muito a queria acompanhar. Aquela resposta era mais inflamatória do que qualquer acusação, uma fagulha de desafio, respaldada apenas pelo fato de que era mais útil para o Império vivo. ❛ Senhor. ❜ Acrescentou em sinal de respeito, a palavra tendo gosto amargo em sua boca, e sendo a diferença entre deixar o cômodo como prisioneiro ou andando com as próprias pernas.

Com o próprio atrevimento ainda dançando em seus lábios, foi dispensado sem mais perguntas.

↳ para @aldanrae. task 001: entrevista sobre o incêndio.

[snow-lavender]

post-finale headcanons pt 3: snow is a linguist special edition

nightingale kingdom did a lot of trade with the nether (for example, for chilies and other spices, hence fenris' canonical high spice tolerance). at that point, overworld common had already become the lingua franca of the nether, so a pidgin never needed to develop, but there was still a lot of cross-linguistic exchange. sayings and words from the nightingale dialect of common made their way into the dialects of the piglin communities in the associated part of the nether, and vice versa. wanda gets very thrown off at the occasional piglin words that fenris uses like he was born speaking them.

piglin has templatic morphology!

branching off of that, like some of the semitic languages in the real world, ancient piglin writings have no vowels, just consonants. however, as the different cultures in the nether started interacting with each other more, piglin adopted putting vowels into writing from ghast, to make communication less of a hassle. it started with just trade documents and other things that would need to be read by outsiders, but eventually trickled down to all writing.

telchin don't need air to breathe underwater, but their voiceboxes are very similar to humans in that they need to expel air to create vibrations. so underwater, their lungs become solely used to hold reserve air for speech. thankfully most live near underwater vents, so there are plenty of places to refill their lungs (you figure out the science of how minecraft people gain air from underwater bubbles. i don't want to). it is a common trope in telchin live theatre, especially comedies, for a character to be arguing, suddenly stop, swim off a bit, and spend a moment glaring at their opponent from an underwater vent, before swimming back and picking up right where they left off.

spoken telchin's phonetic inventory is influenced by the environment in multiple ways. sounds that travel better in in water are used much more. even overworld common cognates that have sounds that are a part of the inventory may be adapted to travel better if they're used more often, or in high stress situations.

telchin has a lot* of vowels. so many.

*a lot of vowels is actually not as impressive to native english speakers, as i'm sure most of you reading this are. english has i think 12 vowels naturally occuring in it? but the average number for a language to have is somewhere around 6. for the hell of it, let's say telchin has between 16 and 20, to preserve that wow factor.

to further take advantage of the auditory qualities of vowels, spoken telchin has contrastive tone. with the huge number of possible vowels, then, a large percentage of telchin syllables are just V. they have CV and CVC syllables, but many words are just strings of Vs (or vowels and semivowels, i suppose, since they'd be kind of necessary to facilitate the flow of speech)

when telchin does make use of consonants, it's mostly fricatives and stops. again, because sound is dampened underwater, sounds that involve a pronounced cut off of airflow or a lot of vibration are preferable.

words that express a lot of emotion in telchin just happen to have a lot of fricatives. the turbulent airflow of those make for a lot of bubbles, so it's a joke in telchin that you see that someone's yelling at you before you hear it.

some explanations of terms below the cut-

pidgin: a "language" that's actually just a mashup of two languages to allow for communication between two groups. these happen when two groups first start interacting; once time goes on and it (possibly) develops its own syntax and processes, and begins to have native speakers, it's no longer a pidgin, it's a creole.

lingua franca: an existing language that two or more groups decide to have in common and speak as is to allow for communication and trade. in the modern western world, english serves this purpose, but in the early roman empire (at least for writing) it was greek, and a bunch of nations in western north america have a signed lingua franca, not a spoken one: Plains Indian Sign Language.

templatic morphology: an alternate way of adding meaning and inflecting words to affix morphology (where you add prefixes and suffixes (and also infixes and circumfixes). for example, adding the -s plural suffix to cat to get cats.) instead, under this system, root words are just chains of consonants, and which vowels you slot in determine how you're modifying the meaning. arabic is one language that does this!

phonetic inventory: the set of sounds that make up a specific languages, out of all sounds used in all language. that gutteral, back of the throat hiss you find in german and dutch is part of those languages' phonetic inventories, but not english's, so english speakers looking to learn those might struggle with that noise.

cognate: a word in one language that has been borrowed from another; your french teacher may have called them mots amis. english has a lot of cognates; from spanish, like tortilla, from french, like deja vu, from german, like kindergarten, and many more!

tone: how high or low you say a word, or how that changes. like how as you say a question your voice raises up. in some languages, like mandarin, this is part of the grammar instead of something that modifies fully made sentences.

contrastive: when the difference between two sounds can mean the difference between two words. for example, if you take the i in leek and change it to ɪ, you get a new word, lick. so i and ɪ are contrastive. which sounds are contrastive varies bewteen languages: ɹ and l are contrastive in english (lad and rad are two different words) but interchangeable in japanese.

syllables: V and C just mean vowel and consonant. so a V syllable is one vowel, and a CVC syllable is consonant-vowel-consonant.

semivowels: w as in wind or j as in yell. they share a lot more attributes with vowels than consonants, but they can't function as the nucleus of a syllable so they're classed as consonants.

fricatives: sounds like sh and f and h, that restrict airflow but don't stop it completely, making for really turbulent vibrations.

stops: sounds that stop airflow, then release it, like b, t, and k. very short bursts of air.

[blankd]

The Common Language(TM)

Saw a post trying to explain how Common (a... common language) exists in fantasy settings and (I assume) DnD. I personally disagreed with OP's interpretations as they funneled explanations into two camps:

-Humans are so imperialist they made everyone else speak it (a travesty to act like humans are the center of the universe again)

-All languages form Common out of trade necessity, BUT the words contributed retreat into fantasy stereotypes (orcs are warriors, elves are artisan waifs, etc.). Which, IDK guys, at best it comes across as over-explaining US English with extra steps and baggage.

Now personally, I treat languages in my own campaign as mostly geological*- because I'm running a campaign, not writing a book/wiki/conlang.

*A few languages are bound to their speakers simply because they don't have humanoid mouths, eg: Primordial is spoken by Elementals, AKA sentient elements, etc.

Naturally, this led to wondering how the existence of Common could be a larger feature that could be interacted with. While conlangs can be fun, they are often treated as fossils when players probably prefer to walk among dinosaurs.

Note: This is written through the lens of DnD/a fantasy TTRPG, but it could probably function elsewhere with mindful tweaks., build according to your preferences.

In this scenario, all cultural languages exist, but a reverse tower of babel situation occurred. So now the world has a large magical tower that gifts all sentient humanoids (PCs/NPCs) with Common.

For World Flavor:

The immediate obvious possibility is that several nations/peoples agreed to collaborate on this, it's up to you if any individuals are named. But since it was so long ago, that might be lost to time. Or maybe it was recently completed! Regardless, is the tower a Wonder that is communally protected or does this responsibility fall on a certain group?

Or is the Tower Divine? A gift from a god of language, a god of peace or something else entirely (a god of venom who wanted to afford all mortals the ability to hurt each other with words, etc.)? If it is divine, what is the story that explains it? Is there a faith that worships the Tower (and its god)? How do people who may dislike this god reconcile the benefits of the Tower with their distaste for the deity?

Or is it an (inter)national archaeological mystery that is currently being studied? What has been hindering progress? Is it people (who has right over this) or something more otherworldly (supernatural defenses)?

Or maybe it really is just a funny little quirk of the world- a team of wizards bestowed the world with a lingua franca for an easier conference since they don't have time to learn other languages, back to other stuff!

For Conflicts/Hooks:

Is it housed in the current world's seat of power (or was a superpower built around it)? Is this fact used as a Divine Right to be an Authority over others?

Are new words added? Does this affect magic with Verbal Components? Is this how the world's spells are created? Are expeditions sent into the Tower to attempt to add more spells? Have magical words (spells) been lost (or removed)? Does this mean the Tower is ALSO the world's seat of magic?

Can Mundane words be lost? Does this somehow erase *all* instances of this written word? Or does it remove their inherent meaning and Essence (eg: if the word Sweet was lost, would all things cease to be sweet or would sweetness slowly bleed out of the world as sweet and its synonyms are eroded? How would the remaining languages try to preserve this concept in reaction to the Tower?

Was this word loss an accident or intentional?

Is this aspect abused? Is/has it been used as a political weapon/threat? How does exterior damage to the tower, if it can suffer any, affect the language it actively imbues in people? Or does it merely impact how effective its power is?

Or is the Tower decaying and there is a lingual epidemic where communication is collapsing in places that have become overly reliant on the Common provided by the Tower? What do attempts to fix the Tower look like? If the Tower is Divine in origin, how do the pious interpret this development (a test, malice from another god, etc)?

Is a lack of Common in a person used as a pretense to do harm to them? Is it used as 'evidence' to strip them of rights/dignit? Or is speaking Common a litmus for adulthood (eg: babies babble, adults converse, etc.)? How does this belief affect Mute or Deaf people?

Are there people that believe in the superiority of a Cultural Language (since they equate effort to value and Common requires 'no effort')? Are there people that consider Common to be a mark of a lack of intelligence?

Is there an effective range to the Tower? Is there a material or other phenomena that interferes with the Tower's effect on people? How would the PCs react to suddenly being unable to speak Common within their own party for a scenario?

How would anyone react if mundane livestock suddenly spoke? What if fields of plants started screaming?

Would anyone seek a way to sever the tower's influence from themselves (or others)? If the Tower can magically/divinely influence people with the ability to use Common, what else can it do? Would someone ever seek to alter this aspect of the Tower? Could they use it to continuously, universally emit healing? What about silence? (Is the Tower simply automatically converting all words to Common, effectively robbing all the intricacies of natural cultural languages?)

Would there be a reason to destroy this tower? Who would benefit from it (culturally/politically/etc.)? How would the world be changed if it was suddenly destroyed? Who would attempt to fix it? Could it even be fixed?

For Mechanics:

Some challenge uses have already been suggested above with Common Language and/or Verbal Magic dead zones.

But more cut and dry mechanics could tie to how Silence, Comprehend Languages and other linguistically-tied spells tap into/invoke the Tower and even require a nonstandard component.

Additionally, maybe this is where the Power Words (Kill, Heal, Stun, etc.) originated from and can only be found there- and what if there are more?

If you wanted to get cheeky you could probably attribute other word/language spells (Healing Word, etc.) to the Tower, but every table is different.

Hopefully this inspires some fun at the table. Or if you're already running a campaign, you can downsize this effect to a dungeon/wizard's tower/town.

This idea is of course free for use, and if you do use it, please share your story of how it played out! Have fun o/