#got that southern slang baby

[gummybugg]

Heads Up Seven Up

I was tagged by @mariahwritesstuff in here! I apologize this took a while since I was in the process of preparing my WIPs for my blog! I wanted things to have a bit of context. I am going to tag the first few people that show up in my dash: @my-cursed-prince, @writeouswriter, and @rickie-the-storyteller (totally optional tags, of course). If anyone else would like to participate then hop on in!

I decided to pick 7 lines from my WIP The Mice Come Out at Night. Although, I probably broke the rules a bit because some context was needed!

“My God, what is wrong with me? Am I sick? Do I need to go to the hospital? Am I gonna die?!” Morgana’s hands flew over his mouth as he fumbled for control of his nerves.

“Calm down, you’re not going to die.” The gentle spirit sighed. The teapot hovered above Morgana’s cup. “Now, drink some tea.”

“No, I don’t think you understand. I don’t even understand!” Morgana moved to get up, his knees catching the edge of the table. The loose silverware tumbled onto the floor, their clattering signaling the end of the tea party. “Of course, y'all would act this way. Y'all're all dead!” 

“Oh, I see how it is,” said the calculated one.

“But what about our tea party?” The youngest ghost asked.

“No tea party. I think I just need to rest my head.”

“Morgana, please don’t leave—this is important to the youngest!” The gentle spirit called after the young man, who had already made it halfway up the stairs.

[rinhaler]

𝐉𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

Baby I Know How To Use a Gun (gun.. gun)

18+, dubcon, vaginal sex, alcohol consumption, cheating, toxic!relationship (they are both toxic af), gaslighting, manipulation, coercion, co-dependency, gun inaccuracies (probably), gunplay ♡ physical abuse?, pussy drunk!megumi, choking, dacryphilia, daddy!kink, bruising ♡, spanking, masochism, minor dildo use, fingering,dumbifcation, pussy spanks, scratching, breeding kink, calls your pussy ‘she’.

words: 8k

Requests:

little pervy brother megumi!

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

You Deserve Roses and You Know This

18+, dubcon, vaginal sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), nipple play, dacryphilia, pregnancy, abortion ideation, miscarriage, depression, adultery, breeding, creampie ♡, smoking mention.

words: 4.1k

By the Dim Lamplight

18+, fem!reader, noncon/rape mention, noncon filming mention, hybrid!reader, abuse, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome ♡, whipping mention, Fushiguro's have a Southern twang, branding, fingering, age gap (megumi + reader 20s, toji 40s), lactation!kink, tit sucking ♡ (duh), sir!kink, spanking ♡ (incl. pussy spanks), manipulation, pet names (sweetheart, darlin', honey), cheating, reader has pubes!, tummy bulge ♡, creampie.

words: 5k

Trigger Finger Ready and Got Nowhere To Run To

18+, dub/noncon, mentions of violence/murder, toxic!relationship, free use ♡, manipulation, jealousy, fem!Uraume, degradation ♡, praise, no prep, oral fixation ♡, size!kink, daddy!kink, choking (hands + belt), slight breathplay, exhibitionism, spanking, dacryphilia ♡, dumbification, creampie(s), calls your pussy “she/her”, slight cucking, oral (m+f receiving), restraints, fingering ♡, pussy spanks, squirting ♡, multiple orgasms, double penetration!(one hole), brief anal mentioning, breeding ♡, belly bulge ♡, pet names (princess, brat, good girl, sweetheart).

words: 15.2k

In The World My Demons Cultivate

18+, fem!reader, no smut, dead character, mental heatlh struggles, suicide ideation, grief/loss, drug abuse, pet names.

words: 3k

Two Lovers Entwined

18+, fem!reader, british slang (duh!), brief slut-shaming, size kink ♡, slight exhibitionism, dry humping, spanking ♡, cunnilingus, daddy!kink, vaginal sex, squirting, belly bulge ♡, creampie ♡, pet names (baby, princess, darlin', sweetheart etc.)

words 9.5k

Requests:

Toji & his bimbo sugar baby

Toji noncon w/ virgin step daughter

One night stand

Yakuza boss!Toji

Step dad!Toji is lonely and needs you

Toji + petplay

Yakuza!Toji + brat taming

Thirsts:

bloody knuckle fingering

Yakuza!Toji & Yakuza!Shiu spoil you

Step daddy!Toji making you watch porn

Toji w/ morning wood

𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

Am I (25F) The Asshole For Fucking My Boyfriends Older Brother (28M)

18+, dubcon, mean dom!sukuna, sub!reader, cheating, hate sex ♡, drug taking, weed smoking, blowbacks/shotgunning, heavy degradation, slight praise, fingering ♡, vaginal sex, sixty-nineing ♡, face sitting, squirting ♡, pussy spanking, noncon filming, coercion, manipulation, daddy!kink, creampie, cervix fucking.

Words: 10.6k

DEATH IS NO MORE !

18+, fem!reader, violence, blood ♡, daddy!kink, size difference ♡, age gap, degradation, fingering, orgasm denial, pussy spanks, dacryphilia, finger sucking, vaginal sex, choking ♡, creampie, squirting ♡, pet names (princess, sweetheart, baby).

Words: 10k

Requests:

plug!sukuna after fingering you

plug!sukuna and yuuji double team

noncon w/ step bro!sukuna

plug!sukuna w/ a shy girl at a party

plug!sukuna offers you a treat

sukuna slips his hand/tongue under your skirt

play fighting w/ plug!sukuna

plug!sukuna wants to hear you

jealous uncle!sukuna

cucking!Ino

Thirsts:

noncon w/ new student reader

sukuna's happy trail

𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢

Requests:

mutual masturbation w/ uncle nanamin

uncle nanamin & step daddy gojo

uncle nanamin gives you a vibrator

step daddy!nanami is jealous

date night w/ uncle nanamin

Thirsts:

uncle nanamin

jealous uncle!nanamin

step dad!gojo and uncle nanamin catch u camming!

𝐘𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢

Requests:

yandere step bro!yuuji

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨

Requests:

step bro!gojo noncon

step dad!gojo ft. step itadori bros

getting off to you fucking his bestie!

jealous daddy!gojo read your texts!

ex!babysitter gojo & ex!babysitter suguru dp you!

giving step!bro gojo a pussy job

Thirsts:

step dad!gojo and uncle nanamin catch u camming!

step dad!gojo and uncle!suguru

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐨

Requests:

pervy roomamate!choso

𝐈𝐧𝐨 ��𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐦𝐚

Don’t You Love It When I Come Around?

18+, fem!reader, dubcon (he's high), toxic relationship, exes to lovers?, rich boy!ino, dacryphilia, pussy eating ♡, light nipple play, vaginal sex, love making ♡, drool ♡, praise, slight orgasm denial, scratching, creampie ♡, manipulation, calls your pussy she/her, pet names (princess, baby/babe, gorgeous etc.)

words: 4.6k

Thirsts:

cum eating

cucking!Ino

[kaytheday]

Things that were a Culture Shock for Dallas Winston from New York to Tulsa

Being able to see the stars for the first time. He is so surprised about how full the sky is, not that he would ever tell anybody that.

No public transportation (there is no way baby Dally ever learned how to drive and no way that he has a drivers lisence now) Buck probably taught him to drive.

He probably misses the subway and hates the bus system that Tulsa operates under (which is why he’s stealing Bucks car all the time).

Lowkey the rats. He is probably overestimating quite how much vermin there is.

The first time Darry caught him stuffing a towel in the sink drain at like 10:00 pm before they go to a drag race he was very confused.

"Why are you doing that Dal?"

"I’m planning on sleeping here tonight and if you don't keep these things plugged up when you go to bed you're gonna have a full rat invasion on your hands. They can get through pipes smaller than these you know Darrel.”

"Ratvasion up in here!"

"Shut up Two-Bit!"

Streets with nobody on them and less crowded spaces in general. Dallas is constantly asking where all the people are. Everyone else just keeps telling him that this is a normal amount of people?

Another thing that I think about is how Dallas was probably on high alert right after he moved. He was constantly used to the noise and the fighting and he was pretty paranoid about people following him and things like that because of the crime he was involved with in the city.

He was jumpy and always ready for a fight. He also thought that most of the neighborhoods in Tulsa were run by gangs. They are not (if anything they are loosely run)

The prices of things? In New York things are just more expensive. This is why he is always treating Johnny and Ponyboy because he sees that paying for three people in Tulsa is as much as paying for himself in New York.

Also the first time he got paid for barrel racing by Buck he thought he was getting gypped because it didn't seem like a lot compared to what he was getting in New York. He literally almost punched Buck's teeth out on the spot.

The accent. He would always get annoyed with how slow people talked.

"Come on! Spit it out and get to the point! I don't got all day!" He's done this on many occasions to store cashiers, people at the bar, and so many others. He gets so sick of waiting for them to say their bit.

Also the southern manners piss him off as well. He hates responding to ‘how are you?’ Or the stupid ‘have a nice day’. He’s complained more than once on the unnecessary small talk and manners.

This could also be why he comes off as rude and cold to Ponyboy especially and many others. He is blunt and says what’s on his mind and he hates small talk and unnecessary interactions. (as most New Yorkers do!) He will almost always cut an interaction short doing anything he can to get out of it. This is often what differentiates him from other southern hoods.

New Yorkers talk fast and they use a lot of complicated slang that the rest of the United States doesn't use. A lot of people get confused when he's talking to them and we know how Dallas is easily frustrated.

"I've been schleppin' your stuff around all day Buck, it's brick out 'ere and I come home to this Schlock? I gotta go lie down!" (love you and your New Yorker accent Dallas 🥰)

Let me know if you guys have any more. I love this concept.

This is inspired by some tags left on a post by @damthosefandoms

[prettyboypistol]

It says requests are open but please feel free to ignore if not and ofc don't do it if you do not feel like it or don't have inspo but may I request the mercs (tf2) reacting to finding out the reader (male ofc) has a voice kink and got turned on hearing them talk? Thank you in advance! have a nice day/night !! - transleviathan

Tf2 Mercs Realizing You Have a Voice Kink! || x Male!Reader +/18

Scout

Oh God, he gets so turned on when you tell him.

He already dirty talk babbles, now it's a hell of a lot more intentional.

Pulls you close and whispers dirty things in your ears

"Hey there, baby boy, wanna have a quickie?"/"Hey there prettyboy, you doing anythin' later tonight?"/"I got a bucket of chicken-"

Jeremy HAS and will CONTINUE TO take this as a massive ego stroke that makes him feel high as a kite.

Has asked to see if just his voice can get you off. (embarrassed when it can)

MAFIA VOICE HOTSHOT SCOUT THO

Soldier

He's really confused at first, but understands it after you lay on the compliments about how manly and hot his voice is.

Likes viewing it as him being superior to you in an authority figure in a military sense.

Solly likes dropping his voice suddenly to make you scream in surprise. He likes how you tense up and blush.

High key wants to kiss you when you get embarrassed.

Thinks it's funny when you giggle eagerly when he insults you in a deep voice.

Demoman

He's kinda caught off guard that you find his voice hot, but takes it and sprints with it.

Absolutely turns up the Scottish pet names and slang terms to fluster you. "Attaboy, there's a good lad." Is his favorite way to praise you.

Think it's cute how excited you get when he mutters under his breath.

Tavish grumbles an exasperated "Jesus christ.." and suddenly he has a cute Lil boyfriend in his lap and trying to kiss his face off.

PINS YOU DOWN AND DIRTY TALKS

Engineer

Oh this man takes it and runs with it. As soon as you tell him you like, really, like his voice, he feels his heart flutter

High key wants to role-play a cowboy and outlaw scene where he catches you and you 'convince' him not to turn you in.

You get "howdy"'d a lot more lol

SO MANY SOUTHERN NICKNAMES

Can't help but drop his voice and feel you up, God, he loves the reaction you give. You better be prepared for hot hyperfixation rants

Pyro

Overjoyed that someone actually likes their voice- not in the invasive way. When you confess that you find the muffling of their voice from their gas mask.

They like that your Kink isn't more... explicitly their voice, moreso the muffling.

The heavy breathing and little whines that you can hear when you're close.. nobody else hears that but you, and it turns you on.

Pyro likes talking to you through little orders that are easy to understand. (mmt./sit, mhpay./stay, mm mny./good boy)

Likes grabbing you by your hair and pulling you close to make you listen to the hissing of air from the gas mask.

Heavy

GOD. DAMN. This man goes above and beyond with his accent and russian talk around you after you tell him

He's super flustered but also really happy that you find his voice attractive! He's always been insecure about how he sounds in English because he sounds stupid when he talks in English.

When you express attraction to Heavy's voice, he gets all happy and confident.

"Oh? You like Heavy's voice!" Heavy pins you against a wall, his laugh shaking you. "Good."

Medic

"Oh, but listening to me talking about vivisections grosses you out?" kind of teasing

HUUUUGE ego boost to him, def likes teasing you with his voice and gently touching you in little ways (grabbing thighs, petting stomach, rubbing neck) ALL TOUCHING FROM BEHIND JESUS CHRIST

Again, loves holding you from behind and growling things int your ear as he kisses your neck. (please introduce him to mirror sex PLEASE)

German. So. Much. Fucking. German.

Wants to teach you German so so so badly!!!!

Spy

he knew you had a voice kink as soon as he talked to you.

He loves sneaking up on you and whispering dirty french in your ear. You don't know exactly what he's saying, but you know it's said to make you blush.

Only translates the dirty talk to english to fluster you further with an "Oh, I'm sorry dear, let me translate.."

Spy loves making you flustered with different voices, especially with roleplay scenes (loves dressing up in elaborate roles i'll die on this hill)

Sniper

Pins you against a wall and whispers into your ear, close enough for you to feel the warmth of his breath. "Oh, so you gotta thing for Aussies then? Right, I can work with that, darlin'~"

This man WILL bring you on a sniping mission and order you to get off as his eyes are trained on the target.

Likes how he can just order you to be aroused, just by a certain word or inflection in his speech. He grins like a predator when he realizes his power over you and God. You know it's over for you.

Has offered to dirty talk his way into getting road head

[the-s1lly-corner]

Could you do the TADC cast x reader with a really heavy southern accent?

TADC cast x reader w/ a heavy southern accent!

hello i am back from my silly little lunch break i made a sandwich it was very yummy i need to find a new set of music to listen to while typing, as much as i love jack stauber i think im going to go insane if i hear baby hotline one more time... oddly enough not the first time that specific song has driven me nuts from being overplayed anyways idk side note idk what to do with gifs because i keep running out of TADC gifs and i got a reblog months back on a crp post that implies that gif makers get notified when you use their gifs?? is that true?? if so i am so so so sorry to the tadc gif makers TToTT also still gif related but i keep getting. jumpscared by butts n boobs anytime i open the gif thing i cannot keep doing this!!!!

CAINE:

i think he would find it pretty, like, i dont know how to explain it! i think he would possibly mimic some of your speech mannerisms. probably gives you a cowboy hat. i dont know what it is but i think southern accents, at least from what ive seen, is one of the most romanticized of american accents... maybe its the whole rugged cowboy thing thats commonly associated with it. what im trying to say that i think caine would romanticize it the same way, thanks to him not really having the experience of going out and interacting with people from the south

he finds the accent pretty

POMNI:

i dont think she would really notice it unless she is really trying to pay attention to what you say. but maybe thats just self projection because i myself dont really notice other peoples accents unless its very prominent, or they say something that sounds so different to how im used to hearing things. i feel it would be the same with pomni, but i dont think she would treat you any differently! wish i had more ideas but pomni and gangle are particularly hard for me to write for some reason

RAGATHA:

honestly i like to hc that she grew up in a southern small town before getting stuck in the digital world, but of course she wouldnt remember it... perhaps she would feel some sense of familiarity around you anyways, even if she cant pin down why.. i think that would be nice... she likes listening to you talk

JAX:

writing these out of order, but i think jax would be similar to caine in the regard that he would tease some of your speaking mannerisms. "yaint! yall'd've!" stuff like that... which... i can be mad about because im from the south and the two examples are in my vocabulary... hes not really saying anything thats incorrect, at least in my case

probably asks why your digital form isnt a cowboy, shit eating grin on his face

KINGER:

thinks it sounds nice! for once i dont have any ideas for kinger, which sucks because i love kinger TToTT

your words probably rub off on him, i can see him probably picking up on some of your terms n slang

kinger saying yall isnt real he cant hurt you

kinger saying yall:

ZOOBLE:

similar to pomni they dont notice until theyre forced to notice.. no but imagine your accent becomes more pronounced when you get mad, you start saying more stereotypically southern stuff that people associate. probably does a double take if you say a rather insane variant of 'yall' but otherwise doesnt see much point in pointing it out

GANGLE:

absolutely loves hearing you talk, similar to ragatha! while ragatha clings onto your words thanks to unknown familiarity, gangle just thinks your voice sounds like and soothing, comforting! i dont know what it is but hearing someone trying to comfort you with a heavy southern accent as well as using casual terms of endearment (whether you see this as romantic or platonic is up to you!) in this soft tender voice just always hits different for me. maybe i am guilty of also romanticizing southern accents

[agender-wolfie]

Simon and Southern reader.

You’ve been dating Simon for about a year and you’ve both picked up on some habits the other has.

Y/N: “Hey,Si? Where are the biscuits?”

Simon: “In the cupboard, love.”

Y/N: “K, thank-……… I just called cookies ‘biscuits’”

You hear a deep chuckle from the living room.

Simon: “We’ll make a proper Brit out of you yet”

Y/N: “Please don’t tell my mama, I don’t think her lil heart can take it”

Simon: “Wouldn’t dream of it, love”

He does btw and your family never lets you hear the end of it

Y/N: “How the fuck do I use this thingamajig?!”

Simon: “….You mean the kettle?”

Y/N: “Yeah, that thing.”

Simon: “You mean to tell me you’ve never used a kettle before? How did you make tea?”

Y/N: “Babydoll, we just put it in the coffee pot then added more water with the sink after.”

*Distressed British noises*

Simon has used some of your slang without him even realizing it

Has said “Y’all” when addressing the team and they just stared at him with the wildest looks on their faces but he didn’t think anything of it

Price: “Ghost, I need you to lead todays training exercise.”

Simon: “Cool beans”

Price:

Has said “Well bless your heart” to a rookie that got cocky and tried to get buck with him. Do you want to hear that in a low menacing voice as he slowly walks up to you? Didn’t think so.

He loves all of your cooking but mostly your southern dishes. Will ask your mom if she has anymore recipes when you visit family.

Has tried sweet iced tea but just doesn’t like it. It’s the Brit in him. Will however make it for you and bring it to you in a thermos. Always makes it just the way you like it. Not too sweet and with a splash of lemon 🍋

Y/N: “Aww, Si. You didn’t have to do this for me, darlin.” 💖

He’ll shrug and act like it’s no big deal but he’s blushing under the mask. He’ll just toe at the floor and say

Simon: “It’s nothing, jus know you like that awful stuff.”

It’s all said in love, though. This man is a tsundere and you can’t tell me otherwise. But if someone else makes snarky or rude comments about your sweet tea?

Simon:“Say that again and I’ll kill you, skin you, gut you and make it look like an accident.”

Simon is very protective of his little southern baby 💙

[ashwhowrites]

Hiya, Mommy! I've got an idea for you (that might be kinda close to home)

So we know that Eddie obviously is from Indiana... let's see how he'd handle having a partner from the south. You can either do established or not, up to you. But I just wanna watch Eddie's confusion when his partner says some shit like... "grab me a buggy please" 🤭🤭

I absolutely love this ! I hope this is what you wanted <3 I love you, handsome

I'm high right now so I pray everything is written like I was sober

Different slang blurb

Eddie liked having a Southern on his arm, loving their thick drawl, and the additional attitude. But he often forgets they grew up in different places, and it showed.

~~~

"Can you grab me a buggy?" They said, eyes looking down at the grocery list. Eddie stopped walking, confused as he stared at his partner.

"Eds?" They said, realizing Eddie wasn't near them. They turned around and saw a blank stare on Eddie's face.

"A what?" He asked

"Buggy," They said, pointing to the mental carts.

"What the fuck is a buggy? You mean a cart?" Eddie spazzed, thrashing his hands toward the carts.

"A cart? No, it's a buggy." They repeated, rolling their eyes as they walked over and yanked one-off.

~~~

"And then, he fucking killed me! I didn't even know friendly fire was on!" Eddie complained, that game night at Dustin's went south. They adored how into their games Eddie could get, but this was hilarious.

"Oh bless," they said, shaking their head as they smiled. Trying to get into his complaint with him.

"Bless? I didn't sneeze!" Eddie sighed, "You aren't even listening to me!"

Y/N rolled their eyes at Eddie's small tantrum, laughing behind their hand.

~~~

"BOOM, I tripped and smacked my head into the wall!" Eddie explained, telling the story of how clumsy he was.

"Bless your heart." Y/N sighed, shaking their head as they listened to the story. Eddie wasn't sure what that meant. But he assumed they found his clumsy actions adorable.

"thank you?" He replied, a little confused still by the new phrase.

"For?" They asked, confused

"The compliment? My clumsiness was adorable and it like blessed my heart." He explained

"Oh! You're welcome!" They said, sometimes with Eddie, it was easier to go with what he believed in. He didn't need to know it was closer to an insult than a compliment. He was adorable and they adored that he thought it was a compliment.

~~~

"What do you want for a drink?" Eddie asked, grabbing spare change as he jumped out of the van, Y/N stayed in the car listening to music.

"A coke." They said, pecking Eddie's lips as he ran to their window before going inside.

Eddie walked in, and went for the pop section. His eyes searched for the cokes. Eddie quickly grabbed the red bottle and his drink. He got extra snacks and headed out.

He passed the bag over to Y/N, they placed it near their feet as Eddie settled in.

"Which coke did you grab?" They asked, curious as to what Eddie picked.

"Umm a coke, that's what you asked for. And don't tell me it wasn't. Because you said "a coke so don't try me." Eddie explained, already defensive.

"But which kind of coke?" They asked

"Regular! You didn't say you wanted a certain type." He explained, growing energized.

"You didn't ask which one I wanted!" Y/N explained, digging into the bag. Their eyes spotted a Coca-Cola.

"Baby, that's a coco-cola, I said a coke." Y/N sighed, rubbing their face in frustration.

"I literally don't hear a difference !" Eddie spazzed again.

"A coke is all the different kinds. Coca-Cola is that specific brand! To you, it might be like soda or pop?" They explained more

"A POP? A coke is a kind of pop. Not pop in general!" Eddie freaked out. He has never heard that meaning in his life.

"POP? THAT'S SO EW. ITS A COKEEEEEEE!"

[ghostfacebunni]

TF141 BRAIN ROT TF141 BRAIN ROT TF141 BRAIN ROT TF141 BRAIN ROT-

Okay LISTEN-

I'm a southerner. Got the whole accent and some slang, though I sometimes hate it and put on my northern mask to hide it. But it slips up. SO.

Southern!reader in the 141.

Southern!reader having everyone under the assumption they're from up north in the states, not the south.

Southern!reader just chilling at base, getting a cup of (whatever you drink) and dropping the cup by accident.

Southern!reader just straights up loses their northern accent, going to their southern ways and cussing up a storm.

"Son of a fucking bitch, ain't that a bunch of bullshit.", in the MOST southern accent.

You thought Philip Graves had a souther accent? Oh honey, southern!reader could DRAG him.

Everyone looks their way, faces of confusion and shock. (Besides Ghost, his face aside from his eyes are hidden under his balaclava)

So the secret is out.

No more hiding your natural accent (at least not all the time)

But if you get upset? Oh boy, the boys know better than to not use their manners.

As soon as that accent is out they're ALL trying to figure out what they did wrong and IMMEDIATELY get ready for an apology, preparing for an ear full.

Are you upset? No. You're just wanting to speak normally.

Southern!reader gets John 'I'm not a force to reckon with when I'm being serious' Price to BACK DOWN.

If Price gets in trouble, even over something as simple as smoking inside his office without the window open, he basically FOLDS when southern!reader scolds him.

That man fears one thing and one thing only, his southern soldier who can curse more than a sailor and whose attitude can go from 0 to 1000 in the blink of an eyes.😔

(My brain is charged from the brain rot and too much caffeine, take this as an offering for my PLATONIC love my baby birds, hope you have a good day/night/afternoon/evening❤️)

(AND DRINK YOUR WATER, STAY HYDRATED)

[stranger-rants]

This has been sitting in my drafts. Might as well post it now:

I'm not a big fan of Italian American Steve because it's just not believable to me. However, if there was an AU where Steve was an Italian American and not a massive WASP, this is what it would look like:

More Hairy Steve jokes. It would quickly become an exaggerated feature in fandom. Annoyingly so.

Steve may be an only child, but he's got a ridiculous amount of cousins.

The Harrington house is the gaudiest rich person house you will ever see.

Steve communicates exclusively through yelling and hand gestures. People think he’s angry. He’s not. That’s just how he talks.

His vocabulary is littered with Italian American slang. He calls the kids stunads frequently.

His household is matriarchal and his mom babies him to no end because Italian boys can do no wrong.

His mom nags him about bringing a nice girl home but then is judgmental towards every girl he has ever brought home.

There's always bread and olive oil and antipasti out on the counter when folks come over.

Uses olive oil in his hair and on his skin, too.

Steve would be painfully Catholic with religious iconography everywhere. The lack of religious iconography in his home is like #1 on my list of why I don’t believe Steve is Italian for a second and before anyone says ‘maybe they’re not religious’ that is literally not the point Italian Americans hoard religious iconography for the aesthetic.

Steve would wear a gold chain and wear a white tank under everything. No dorky polos.

Steve knows every word of Lazy Mary by Lou Monte.

Steve knows a guy who can get him designer stuff that "fell off a truck" even though his family makes more than enough money.

He's been to dozens of weddings and first communions and confirmations and he lives for the drama that unfolds at them. (My cousin came out at his confirmation lmao)

Steve folds his pizza to eat it. Also uses garlic salt on his pizza. He will not eat pineapple on pizza (sacrilege).

etc.

Source: I am an Italian American, and my Italian American extended family lives in New Jersey and New York. Our family originates in Campania.

If you're talking "Maybe Steve's mom is from Italy" or whatever, that’s fine, but Italian Americans of Southern Italian origin (making up the bulk of Italian diaspora) DO NOT function like Steve's family does in canon lmao… and being from Italy, especially in the present time, isn’t comparable to the Italian American experience.

[themememerchant]

P5R ARCANA SWAP AU IDEAS I HAD

These are all small little ideas and thoughts I have for my fanfiction Queenpin Of The Metaverse which I will hopefully be able to begin publishing on ao3 soon enough

So until then, have this moderately sized collection of random facts about the swapped thieves personalities and such

HERE WE FUCkIN GO:

Something not mentioned the original post but is important to know is that the phantom thieves are effectively a giant polycule, many of them are dating each other with Sophia being the exception-(she’s 10)

Sumire, Futaba, Haru, and Ann all trying on Makoto’s bomber jacket when they think nobody’s looking and Makoto thinking they’re adorable

Yuuki trying-(and failing)-to “rizz up” Sumire without knowing what the phrase actually means while everyone else gets 2nd-hand embarrassment

Futaba calling Sumi and Makoto her “Waifus for life-u”

Akira 100% being like Gomez Addams where he challenges the sun to a duel because Goro or Sumi got sunburned

“EN GUARDE, Mon Soleil!”

“Akira, that’s the sun-”

“EN GUARDE, I SAY!”

Yuuki pulling stupidly annoying yet harmless pranks on everyone like giving them 1,000 yen in nothing but 10 yen coins

Anytime someone tries to get a favor from Makoto she pulls out a box of pocky sticks and says: “Ya gotta play for it.”

Sumire doing weight lifting instead of gymnastics because she still wants to be fit

Makoto spots her

Yusuke giving off cat energy by getting stuck in the stupidest places and crying about it

Haru being weirdly talented with every niche thing she tries like drawing and singing

People ask how she got so good and she just shrugs innocently with legitimately zero explanation, she’s just built different

Sophia and Sumire both use age regression to cope with abuse from their respective parents and they set up playdates constantly

Futaba is Sophia’s designated caregiver

Makoto and Ann take turns being Sumi’s caregivers-(they begrugingly agreed to share custody)

TW: ALL THE STUFF ASSOSCIATED WITH KAMOSHITHEAD 

Yuuki having a “Poison” moment like Angel from Hazbin, except the song flips between him being beaten and assaulted in the P.E. office and his cognitive self coming onto Kamoshida

In reference to the above, Makoto and Yuuki having a “Loser, Baby” moment where they bond over hating Kamoshithead once Yuuki awakens

Sumire saying things like: “Everything’s jake!”, and nobody knows what the fuck she means until she needs to explain

Sumire using slang from the American 20’s is such a funny concept to me since not only is it outdated terminology, it’s also in a perfect NY American accent from a Japanese highschool girl

The thieves taking on traits from their personas in general is such a fun idea to work with

Sumire with her slang as i already said but also being enthralled by jazz music and early 20th century fashion

Goro having excellent deductive reasoning and fascination with random knowledge, he also has slight opium cravings

Makoto having inexplicable knowledge on sailing and being really good at bargaining and negotiation

Futaba emitting an aura of almost royal-like confidence that makes other students fall head over heels for her

Yuuki being a master of sneaking up on people by accident and having a really good poker-face

Sophia having a child-like curiosity over basic things like why the sky is blue and how rain works

Akira speaking in random bursts of Latin and Greek, he also begins writing poetry in his free time

Haru saying obscenities with a Southern-belle accent and being really good at working a crowd

Yusuke being followed by Paimon’s demonic parade so anyone near him will hear faint sounds of drums and trumpets when he walks

Ann suddenly becomes a master tactician who was even able to beat Goro at chess once, she also unconsciously whispers French prayers sometimes

Ryuji is a masterful pick-pocket-(Nezumi Kozo)-with great public speaking skills-(Maximilien)-, he later gets a side job with crossdressing-(Nezumi Kozo again)-

Goro and Akira having the same homoerotic tension between each other as canon but Akira is less self-assured and Goro is not a murderer but is still very threatening and intimidating

Ann has a “resting bitch face” because she has trouble expressing her emotions, so most students are too afraid to talk to her. After she joins and starts dating some of the thieves everyone just looks so confused as this gorgeous-yet-stone-faced blonde model starts hugging a red-headed cinnamon roll-(Sumi)-while looking as stoic as ever

Even better when Sumi makes comments like: ”Awww, It seems someone's in an extra good mood today!” And then Ann goes: “Thanks, I was hoping you’d notice.”

The students around them have no idea how anyone was supposed to know the blonde’s emotions, but Sumi is just built different

FUCK NOW I WANT TO MAKE A ONESHOT ABT THIS FUCK-

Yusuke and Futaba are both pretty smart people but when they try to work together they end up canceling out each other’s brain cells and becoming morons

Ann probably wears berets sometimes and the thieves poke fun at her by calling her a "French stereotype"

And that is all for now, who knows what else my diseased mind shall spit out next…

Until then, adieu all ye power tops

[makethatelevenrings]

Do you have any list of endearments that are commonly used by brits? Cause I’m no British so sometimes I just assume those are common for them.

Not an attack I’m genuinely curious, I saw some who got too offended over something so small. It’s not cool.

Languages and dialects are a side quest interest of mine so haha I’d actually love to answer this. I’m not British either. I’m American. But Americans have dialectical endearments that are common in certain regions. If someone from the PNW or New England called me “sweetheart” or “darling” outside of romantic context, I’d be swinging. But if a Southern woman called me that? I’d beam.

Brits commonly use “love, hun, sweetheart, dearie” are used in platonic instances (like a waitress asking “what do you want, hun?” but sweetheart, love, or baby could be used in a romantic sense as well. pet is common for north England, but I just think Simon would have too much beef with the idea of “a pet” to comfortably use that word.

Scouse is different from Mancunian which is different from Brummie, Welsh, Cockney, Scots, Geordie, Yorkshire, Kentish, etc. etc.

Here’s the thing I want to expand on and (this is pretentious and I know but I think paid money for this degree lmao) I’m coming at this through the critical lens of less a fanfiction writer and more of a English literature focus:

1. Try and make endearment usage feel natural to the character. “Love” makes a lot more sense than “lovie” for Simon Riley. “Pet” makes more sense for Jamie Tartt. They’re both Mancunian, both same slang, but you have to consider their personalities. Simon doesn’t feel like he’d use endearments that much tbh. He’s more likely to slip up and call you soldier or cadet.

2. Cliches are okay (there’s a reason why they’re so commonly used) but there’s also a reason why people say to refrain from them. If every single fic in the tag uses the same exact endearment…it gets old. Give your story a more authentic and natural feel by building a lore behind a nickname. Literally act out dialogues to yourself to see if it feels normal.

3. Research! As someone who edits essays and stories, it is so obvious when you don’t fact check or you make generalizations when the resources are easily available to learn this info. I’m not saying you have to become an expert on a topic or a place, but doing research for writing strengthens the material and makes it more believable. It adds richness to the detail while simultaneously opening up your horizons within the world. I love dropping little fun facts and tidbits on people that I’ve acquired through the years.

4. Less trying to write out accents, more trying to use slang or patterns of speech. I’ve opened fics where the author tries to model accents in the speech and left it virtually unreadable. “Wot” has me DYING because it just…it’s unnecessary. Listen to videos or shows with people using the accent you want to emulate and try to model off their pattern of speech.

To end, here’s some fun Mancunian slang words I’ve found that everyone should look up!

Bobbins, buzzing, Chufty badge, dead/well, get done, leg it, let on, sorted, swear down, give your head a wobble, mingin’, snide.

OH, to add, shows with a good cast with accents that are more than just “British”: Peaky Blinders, Call the Midwife, Bake Off, QI, and really just look up accents on YouTube so you can hear the difference in cadence, slang, etc.

[lunemomo]

Honestly, it’s also heartbreaking when either queer folks that I know and the queer folks that live in my podunk, ain’t-no-one-live-here town; always try and change their accent. I got a queer friend in Alabama that told me they hated deep, thick southern accents bc they make folk sound unintelligent and dimwitted. Now, I got myself a fairly thick accent. I grew up and live in East Texas, where you have more cattle ranches and agriculture than you do cars on the road. The main mode of transport is that old fella with a tractor that everyone knows from the hardware store. So, everyone has a thick a shit accent.

The queer kids and leftists in my community, and some others (especially city folk) will do anything to drop their accent, quit using southern slang and euphemisms, in an effort to appear “civilized” and “actually leftist” and y’all, that breaks my damn heart.

Granted, I used to feel that way. I tried do cover up my own accent bc my own damn peers in school would make fun of it. I attempted to talk like folk on the TV, or like folk over in Dallas and Tyler. As I grew older however, I realized how silly it was. I love my southern accent, the way I sound just like my momma, the way I can mimic Lottie’s lil southern belle accent from Princess and the Frog, the way I sound just like my grandfather who grew up on Many, Louisiana right on Toledo Bend.

The slang my grandfather used in the 50s is the slang I used that I was made fun of. I asked folks for sody waters and some sody crackers for my soup. I told my friends we outta catch a picture show at the movie house. How I needed to pick up more funny books from the book store bc I wanted to catch up on what Batman or Captain America. I even learned a phrase from a family friend in New Mexico (“Welty” to make a well worn path) that I use a ton. I say “bless your heart baby” I tell folks they cornbread ain’t done right. I use “plumb” and I’m not ashamed about it any more.

You can’t tell me that the words my family uses are unintelligent, that I sound ignorant that I ain’t really queer bc I use terms you happen to associate with the bad guys. I am a southern bitch born and raised in the middle of fuckin nowhere and I ain’t gonna change how I sound for you to take me seriously. Y’all have some grab ya a ladder and get off the damn high horse, and realize your accent ain’t what makes you smart, dumb, or conservative by proxy.

yall have got to be more normal about Southern people and I'm not kidding. enough of the Sweet Home Alabama incest jokes, enough of the idea that all Southerners are bigots and rednecks, and enough of the idea that the South has bad food. shut up about "trailer trash" and our accents and our hobbies!

do yall know how fucking nauseating it is to hear people only bring up my state to make jokes about people in poverty and incestuous relationships? how much shame I feel that I wasn't born up north like the Good Queers and Good Leftists with all the Civilised Folk with actual houses instead of small cramped trailers that have paper thin walls that I know won't protect me in a bad enough storm?

do yall know how frustrating it is to be trans in a place that wants to kill you and whenever you bring it up to people they say "well just move out" instead of sympathizing with you or offering help?

do yall understand how alienating it is to see huge masterposts of queer and mental health resources but none of them are in your state because theyre all up north? and nobody seems to want to fix this glaring issue because "they're all hicks anyways"

Southern people deserve better. we deserve to be taken seriously and given a voice in the queer community and the mental health space and leftist talks in general.

[cyarsk5230]

Bounce music is a style of New Orleans hip hop music that is said to have originated as early as the late 1980s in the city's housing projects.[1] Popular bounce artists have included DJ Jubilee, Partners-N-Crime, Magnolia Shorty and Big Freedia.

Bounce is characterized by call-and-response-style party and Mardi Gras Indian chants and dance call-outs that are frequently hypersexual and controversial. These chants and call-outs are typically rapped over the "Triggerman beat", which is sampled from the songs "Drag Rap" by the Showboys and "Brown Beats" by Cameron Paul.[2] It is important to note that the original recording sampled by Paul was "Rock the Beat" by British rapper Derek B, produced by Simon Harris and released in early 1987 on the Music of Life British Hip Hop label in the UK.[3] The sound of bounce has primarily been shaped by the recycling and imitation of the Simon Harrisproduced "Drag Rap" beat: its opening chromatic tics, the intermittent shouting of the word "break", the use of whistling as an instrumental element (as occurs in the bridge), the vocoded "drag rap" vocal and its brief and repetitive melody and quick beat (which were produced with use of synthesizers and drum machines and are easily sampled or reproduced using like-sounding elements).[4] Typical of bounce music is the "shouting out" of or acknowledgment of geographical areas, neighborhoods and housing projects, particularly of the New Orleans area.[5]

As hip-hop started to spread outward from its birthplace in the Bronx, one of the new localities that embraced and advanced the genre was New Orleans. Local producers and record label owners with past success in other black genres tried their hand at hip-hop, but soon a new generation got involved. Kevin "MC T. Tucker" Ventry, one of the first bounce artists, captured the attention of the city in 1991 with his style of rap "defined by a preference for chanted refrains... and the use of several core samples to form the backing music",[6] two characteristics that came to signify bounce music. Take Fo' Records was the first record label to specialize in Bounce music. Take Fo’ launched the careers of several bounce artists, such as DJ Jubilee, Choppa, Baby Boy da Prince, 5th Ward Weebie, Katey Red, and Big Freedia. Other early bounce artists included DJ Jimi, Partners-N-Crime, Hot Boy Ronald, Juvenile, U.N.L.V. and Magnolia Shorty up until her death. The subgenre flourished in the city without much national recognition, but soon New Orleans’ artists would take over the country. In the second half of the 1990s, No Limit Records and Cash Money Records, led by Master P, Beats by the Pound and Birdman, Mannie Fresh respectively, took over. Those artists, while based in bounce music, certainly saw their ties to the art form “become progressively more tenuous as their national exposure and wealth increased.”[6]

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Dancers performing at Creole Festival Mardi Gras Parade in 2017

The genre maintains widespread popularity in New Orleans (the "Bounce capital of the world"), and the southern United States and has a more limited following outside the Deep South. New Orleans' music has a long tradition of gay and cross-dressing performers as truly a part of musical culture, giving bounce music a significant degree of overlap with LGBT hip hop.[7][8]

Bounce, like crunk, Miami bass, Baltimore cluband Juke music, is a highly regional form of urban dance music, which has nevertheless influenced a variety of other rap subgenres and even emerged in the mainstream. Atlanta's crunk artists, such as Lil' Jon and the Ying Yang Twins, frequently incorporate bounce chants into their music (such as "Shake It Like A Salt Shaker") and slang (such as "twerk"). Mississippi native David Banner's hit "Like A Pimp" is constructed around a screwed upsample of the "Triggerman" beat.[9] The mixtapes of Three 6 Mafia's DJ Paul also prominently feature traditional bounce sampling. DJ Paul, a native of Memphis, TN, has, in fact, been one of the most prominent purveyors of bounce outside Louisiana, having incorporated its features into tracks produced for La Chat, Gangsta Boo and his own group, Three 6 Mafia.[10] Another significant mainstream record influenced by bounce music was Beyoncé's 2007 release "Get Me Bodied",[11] and more recently, "Formation". Other artists outside of the New Orleans area, such as: Mike Jones, Keezy Kilo, Hurricane Chris, Ying Yang Twins, Khia, City Girls, Big Unk, and Drake have also used elements of bounce in their music.Crowd members participating and enjoying bounce music with American artist Big Freedia

In 2009, John and Glenda "Goldie" Robert created, produced, and directed a TV show titled It's All Good In The Hood that spotlighted New Orleans Bounce music artists, including Big Freedia, 5th Ward Weebie, Vockah Redu, Choppa, and many more. John and Glenda Robert later co-produced the bounce documentary "Ya Heard Me" and wrote the book "Bounce Baby Bounce Bounce Bounce".

In 2010, the Ogden Museum of Southern Art in New Orleans featured an exhibition entitled "Where They At: New Orleans Hip-Hop and Bounce in Words and Pictures", examining bounce's origins, development, and influence.[11]

Bounce music plays a major role in the second season of HBO drama Tremé, which was broadcast in 2011 and is set in New Orleans in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. The season's second episode, "Everything I Do Gonh Be Funky", features a performance by bounce artists Big Freedia and Sissy Nobby.[12]Bounce music, which had long been a staple in the city, also enjoyed a resurgence in popularity in Houston after Hurricane Katrina.[13]

[imdoingwhateverisnext]

Random Crap

I suppose this one is finished... until I think of more random crap, then I will have to start a new document and come up with a different name for it, or I can just add it here and keep it going. I will cross that bridge when I get there.

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Here's a tip: If HE says, "just the tip"...it is probably a lie.

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Someone broke into my car to hang a Bob Ross air freshener. That is all. I feel mildly violated but somewhat amused at the banality of the offense. Hey you, next time you break into my car, why don't you clean it up a little bit. Why not make a place better than how you found it? AND make a girl smile, that girl would be me.

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Yesterday I cut myself with safety scissors. I really did. I took this as a sign that I needn't worry about hurting myself, because not matter how safe I try to make my life, there is still a chance I will get hurt. In the meantime, being too safe can be boring as hell.

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The manicurist hurt my finger, I flinched and said, "ow", then I apologized to her. I thought about it for a minute, then I pointed out, "You just hurt me and I apologized to you! What is wrong with me?!"

"I don't know!" We both began laughing and philosophizing over society, culture and men versus women's roles today as opposed to 50 years ago. We even touched on the difference between American culture roles and Vietnam (where she is from). The nail salon conversation suddenly got deep. It was really just nice to talk to a human in face to face mode.

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If I met God in human form and he said, "Ask me anything".

One thing I would ask would be, "What were you thinking when you made those frogs with holes in their backs filled with frog babies? Were you trying to scare us? Or did it sound good on paper but the visual aesthetics had not been considered before it was put into action?" I certainly hope it is the latter or I have to rethink this whole benevolent man in the sky thing.

If you haven't seen these things, look them up online, Surinam (sp?) toad childbirth (trigger warning ahead of time). It is one of the most horrifying sights I have ever seen (with the exception of the spider that carries all of it's babies on its writhing abdomen).

That is some Dr Frankenstein stuff there! Yeesh! Frog bacne filled with frog babies. It is so gross! I am feeling my skin crawl just typing this.

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As a palate cleanser, I would like to include this image of a Shoe Bill. It is one of my favorites. They are some of the most majestic birds in the world. He looks truly prehistoric and as always, he is smiling!

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Sentaderas and Pagina

Two words. One sounds kind of dirty. One sounds kind of boring. Then you translate them into English and realize you probably mixed up which word you thought sounded risque.

The moral of this story is something about a book and it's cover but in this case it is don't judge a Spanish word by it's phonetic tone. It could still be dirty, or clean.

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The Riot Act

I literally read this out loud the other day. I had to look it up to see what it was actually about. It is a British legal document from 1714 which allowed authorities to declare any assembly of 12 or more people as unlawful and force them to disburse.

I just found this interesting. I have heard all of my life about someone getting read the 'riot act', but until I looked it up, I never knew it was a real thing. I just thought it was something my grandma used to say which translated as (I gave him a good stern talking to, a cussing, or a hollering-Southern slang).

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I am not sure if this story is about Southern slang or a bad segue, but it was repeated so much in my family, I feel like I was there to witness it.

My aunt would come home from Kindergarten and First grade and report what she had received each day. Like, today she got, 'two shookins', and 'one standin' in the corner'. Each day was different with the number of standin' in the corners and shookins she got. Maybe teachers were rough back then, or maybe she was just a bratty child. In my humble opinion, I believe both are true.

[pickledpascal]

St. Patrick’s Day

Chapter Three: December Part 1

Summary: A blizzard locks Hugh and Jordan inside together. She wants to leave to get home before it gets worse but Hugh knows better.

Warnings: 18+ themes, swearing, bad use of british slang (sorry).

Word Count: 2.5k 

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December hit Chicago quickly, blizzard after blizzard rolling over the windy city while school never quite canceled. It was the north, they expected it year after year but that didn’t make it any less irritating when one had to get somewhere or leave somewhere. It would be even worse as the December days got closer to Christmas, January could be quite frigid too. Cold was something many Northern states expected in the winter months so they had more fail safes for the weather than Southern ones did. 

On an early December day, a frigid blizzard started swirling while Jordan was at Hugh’s home. She offered a cooking lesson which Hugh was adamant that he needed as well as to help him unbox some of his belongings. The day started off fine, a light flurry of snow that was forecasted to last throughout the day and nothing more. 

Wrong. So very wrong.

An hour or so into their second date, the snow grew into a heavy blizzard. Jordan pursed her lips as she looked out the windows. The snow was beautiful, ice crystals sparkling in the bright sun but she knew that as soon as she stepped outside she would be running to get back to a warm place. They had just finished rolling out some cookies, flour and dough on both their hands. 

“I probably have to leave. Elle wanted me home tonight.” Jordan sighed, rubbing her forehead with the back of her hand to not get the raw dough on her face.

Hugh set the cookie sheet in the oven then began to wash his hands in the sink. “Are you mad? It’s bloody freezing out there. You can stay with me, darling. You need to keep warm.” He pointed out, grabbing Jordan’s hands to wash them in the sink. 

The action made Jordan’s cheeks heat up, watching as Hugh used his fingers to scrub in between hers. His hands were slightly bigger than her own, rough, yet touched her quite tenderly which was all she could ask for. This was strangely comforting. The last time Jordan had someone wash her hands for her was when she was six by her mom and it was after making cookies, similarly to this moment. 

“I can’t. I don’t have any clothes to change into or–or makeup wipes. I have to go home.” Jordan reasoned, drying her hands on a nearby rag. Maybe she was making up excuses, she wasn’t exactly sure. 

Hugh leaned against the counter and cocked his head at Jordan. “Do I need to convince you, darling?” He asked with a wink. Jordan’s eyes held confusion until Hugh hummed, “Baby, it’s cold outside.” He took her hands and smiled expectantly at her.

Jordan sighed, shaking her head at him. She didn’t expect Hugh to be so…. Silly. But he was and that made her fall for him more. “I’ve got to go away.” She sang lightly. She didn’t have the best pitch but her voice was still beautiful.

“Baby, it’s cold outside.” Hugh sang a little louder, voice soft as he started a small dance with Jordan. It was just some gentle swaying. 

“This evening has been….” Jordan’s eyes widened as Hugh attempted to twirl her, catching her in his arms. That’s…. Never happened before. Since she was the taller one–or close to it–in her other relationships, a twirl when it came to dancing with a partner ended up in an awkward position. 

Hugh set his hands on Jordan’s waist, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Hoping that you’d drop in.” He hummed into her ear as a hand took hers to lead her into the living room so they’d have more space.

“So very nice.” Jordan blinked lightly. She wasn’t sure why she kept up this song with Hugh. Deep down, she knew she’d lost to him. Jordan was already convinced but this was much more fun to go through rather than just saying yes.

Hugh intertwined their hands yet again and brought Jordan’s to his lips. The kiss was light and sweet, his lips felt soft on her skin and Jordan suddenly felt a heat on her cheeks from it. “I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice.” They were quite cold but he assumed it was from the cool water her hands were in. He tried to keep the heater on to scare away the cold from the outside.

“My mother will start to worry.” Not her mother, she lived approximately eight hundred miles away, but Elle would certainly worry. Jordan was more concerned about her anyway. She may be an actress but she wasn’t above beating up a man if an event called for it. Jordan glanced off to the side as the thought occurred.

Hugh frowned playfully, “Beautiful, what’s your hurry?” He pulled Jordan close and began to sway, urging her to as well. Jordan thought it would be rude if she refused. 

“My father will be pacing the floor.” Jordan pursed her lips, trying to act along to the song. She wasn’t the best actor but she certainly wasn’t the worst either. Elle had asked for her help reading scripts so she could act out scenes on more than one occasion and she expressed she was actually pretty good.

Hugh smiled in response, motioning to the fire burning in its cage. “Listen to that fireplace roar.” His nose scrunched lightly as he sang the lyrics. Jordan found it…. Cute. She was surprised when she found anything cute about this man that was twenty years her senior but the mind was a strange place.

“So, really, I’d better scurry.” Jordan sighed, pulling away from the small waltz that started while still holding onto Hugh’s hands with an amused look in her eyes. 

Jordan was somewhat used to acting out these songs, but it was usually with one of her friends and the music was playing in the background so she’d have something to go off of. She was pleasantly surprised she’d remembered any of the lyrics.

Hugh set a hand on his heart, eyebrows furrowing. “Beautiful, please don’t hurry.” He seemed to be slightly heartbroken but Jordan knew better, he was just putting those acting chops to work. 

“But…. Maybe just a half a drink more.” Jordan shrugged with a sly smile as she pulled Hugh closer, setting a hand on his shoulder. She finally gave in but she knew she’d have to let Elle know or she would have a heart attack worrying about her. Anxiety ran in the family. 

Hugh hummed as he pressed a light kiss to Jordan’s lips. It made her heart flutter, she knew she’d never get used to it. Not that she’d want to. The feeling was nice. “I’ll put some records on while I pour.” He winked, pulling away from Jordan so he could retreat to the kitchen. 

Jordan cocked her head as Hugh left until she realized the timer for the cookies went off a few minutes ago. She didn’t even register it, her mind was consumed by…. Well, Hugh. The way his lips stretched when they smiled, how his beard scratched against her skin, his eyes sparkling each time they were caught in the light. The pattern of his eyes were almost crystalic when Jordan found the time to properly observe them.

When Hugh did come back, it was with two big red mugs. “I may not know how to cook or bake but hot chocolate is pretty easy.” He joked softly, handing one to Jordan as he grabbed a plaid blanket from the couch. “We have to stay warm somehow, don’t you think?” He sat on the ground near the fireplace, patting the area next to him.

Jordan took a sip of the brown liquid in her mug, humming as she nodded. It was probably boxed hot chocolate but she didn’t care, it was good either way. She sat next to Hugh, resting her head on his shoulder as he set the blanket across their shoulders. She’s never felt comfort like this before. This was intimate even if it meant absolutely nothing to anyone else, it meant the world to her. Jordan wasn’t a stranger to relationships or boyfriends–or even girlfriends–but none of them treated her quite like Hugh did. Like she was important. Like she would be…. The last. Jordan never once felt like their relationship was just one out of the many more her partner would have. Even if it was, Jordan could say she had Hugh Dancy as a boyfriend and no one would ever compare afterwards. 

“What are you thinking, darling?” Hugh cocked his eyebrow in curiosity after he took a sip from his mug. He could hear the cogs turning in her head, something he learned to sense easily. He had also wrapped a hand around Jordan’s waist as she set her head on his shoulder.

Jordan shifted her head slightly, their eyes meeting. “I think I love you.” She admitted softly before her eyes flicked back down to her mug.

“Oh.” Hugh blinked in surprise, setting his mug down. “That’s…. I love you too.” He whispered back, cupping Jordan’s cheek to turn her head back towards him. The words surprised Jordan, a blush spreading across her cheeks. She didn’t think he’d say it back. “Did you think I wouldn’t like that?” He asked softly, no accusatory tone in his voice. Just a simple question. 

Jordan let out a heavy breath, eyes flicking from Hugh’s eyes to his lips a few times. “I don’t know. Are we…. Moving too fast? I mean, most people don’t say they love each other until they know each other well which usually takes months.” She asked. Her own eyes were full of emotion, vulnerable.

“I’d say we know each other very well. I know your brother's names and that one of them currently lives in Denver. I know your favorite color is navy blue. I know that when you were six, you made a tunnel through a mountain of snow in your backyard. And I know your first celebrity crush was Robert Downey Jr. in Iron Man. You know my sibling’s names and that my favorite color is forest green. You also happen to know a lot of embarrassing stories from my Uni days.” Hugh countered with a light smile on his lips while Jordan was waiting for him to get to his point. “I said that you would set the pace. And if this is the pace you want to go at, then so be it.” He kissed her forehead, hands on either side of Jordan’s face. 

Jordan’s pounding heart stilled. The act of affection soothed her. The things Hugh could do was enigma when it came to Jordan. One second her heart was pounding and she felt like she was going to start to break into a sweat when he turned on his charm, the next second she was completely comfortable and soothed when he did something like this. A fire, a blanket, and two cups of hot cocoa as a snow storm raged outside. 

“Well, your roommate catching you with a girl is hilarious.” Jordan chuckled, eyes soft and warm. She couldn’t believe what she was feeling was real. Did people normally feel like that?

Hugh rolled his eyes, “He said he would be gone the whole night! Never told me his plans got canceled. Bloody idiot.” He said under his breath, unconsciously rubbing circles into Jordan’s hip.

“I love your British-isms.” Jordan chuckled, taking a sip from her mug as she leaned further into Hugh’s side. He was quite a comfortable pillow. She could see why Elle liked to lean on her the most.

Hugh’s eyebrows furrowed, “British-isms? The fuck does that mean?” He asked, confusion etched into his features. He’d learned that certain things Jordan said did not make sense to him but she was quite eager to explain so he could understand. 

“The way you speak. Certain words.” Jordan shrugged. “Like ‘this is bloody insane!’ or my personal favorite, ‘are you taking the piss on me?’” With each saying, she tried her hand at a British accent which even Hugh had to admit was believable. “Which you haven’t said that one yet, been kinda waiting for it.” She teased.

Hugh rolled his eyes playfully. “Haven’t had the chance, darling. It’s not the type of ‘British-ism’ I like to use often anyway.” When saying the word he was asking about in the first place, he used his American accent. “I love your American-isms.” He teased back. 

“Hm, like what?” Jordan pursed her lips, eyes unimpressed with how the joke turned around to be about her. 

“Like the amount of times you say ‘like’ in a sentence.” Hugh pointed out, looking into the flames in front of them as he thought of another example. “It’s not as much as when you ‘damn’ in response to things.” He chuckled, causing Jordan to laugh with him.

Jordan playfully pouted, “Elle called me out on that too! God, do I really say that a lot?” She ran a hand through her hair as she tilted her head at Hugh. His eyes caught onto her hand, wondering if her hair was as soft as it looked to be.

“You do.” Hugh smiled, pressing a kiss to Jordan’s cheek. “But I find it endearing. So you have nothing to worry about, darling.” He whispered.

“Another thing I like. When you call me darling.” Jordan admitted softly, setting her mug next to Hugh’s as she burrowed further into his side. They may have only been on a few dates in between late November and early December but each time they saw each other, Jordan became more and more comfortable sharing her thoughts.

It wasn’t cold outside their little cocoon but she didn’t feel like moving in case it was. Hugh was comfortable, his body was firm and warm. Perhaps he was the one who kept the heat. Not the blanket. Jordan wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case. 

A warm smile broke out on Hugh’s lips, “Then I’ll call you darling as much as you want.” He hummed, resting his chin on the top of Jordan’s head as he wrapped both arms around her. 

“Hmm, this is nice.” Jordan mumbled into Hugh’s chest, feeling the warmth in her own chest. 

Jordan’s heart never was frozen or icy but all the different things she was feeling made her heart feel like it was. Hugh brought it out of her; these emotions. That feeling of coming home for the first time kept replaying each time she was able to be with him. It was scary. But she didn’t want it to stop either. It might have been scary but it was also beautiful and made her think of endless possibilities. Would it ever end? She hoped not. 

[starship-buccaneer]

This made me think of a fic where Wolfman and Hollywood are the only two flyboys left without kids because being the cool uncles is fun enough and it's not like a kid's going to just fall in their lap (terrible circumstances not withstanding) like Bradley did for Maverick and Iceman. Then Mav adopts the daggers, and the flyboys all love them, of course, but Wolfman gets to talking with Jake about their similar upbringings and how both of their families shunned them after coming out, and suddenly he realizes that he and Woody can be the family Jake needs.

Obviously, Iceman and Maverick have already staked their claim on him too, but if Jake and Bradley didn't work out, god forbid, then who was going to be looking after Jake? Besides, there was no way Mav or Ice had the right sensibilities for cowboy boot shopping that a proper Texan needed in a father figure.

Now, Wolfman just had to convince the three people who could bar him from adopting the other southerner: Hollywood, Iceman, and Maverick.

Also maybe Bradley, but he had leverage on Baby Goose, so he wasn't too worried.

First step, convince his husband.

"Hey handsome, uh, you know how we never did have kids, on account of us not having the pipes for it?"

"Uh huh." Woody has stopped chopping carrots and is looking at him with a single, discerning eyebrow raised.

"Well, I know it's a little late, but-"

"You want to adopt Hangman."

"I know he's a helluva lot like Mav, but-"

"He reminds you of yourself, and it'd give you a chance to buy more cowboy hats."

"PLUS we'd get Baby Goose as a son-in-law!" Wolfman gives Hollywood his most winning smile. "And he's already an adult, so we don't have to go through any of the teenage shit all the other flyboys did! And I know we've always happily been the fun uncles, but"

"Alright." Hollywood nodded with a smirk.

"-have you seen his hair? He's definitely just as into haircare as you are, so it's not like I'd be the only one bonding with him. And he's got-"

"Yeah." Hollywood's smirk turned into a grin.

"Two air to air kills! We can rub it in all the other flyboys faces that our son is a badass-"

Hollywood lays a hand on Wolfman's cheek. "Wolfy, baby, I'm saying yes. Let's take Jake under our wing."

The grin Hollywood got from his husband was worth the ridiculous amount of Texan slang he could already envision in his future.

Next Wolfman needed to convince Ice because Jake looked at the Iceman with stars in his eyes, and Wolfman knew he was going to need the ex-COMPACTFLT in his corner anyways if he wanted this to work.

"Ice Ice Baby." Wolfman grins.

"Dogman." Iceman glares.

"I want to adopt Jake."

"Okay."

"Can I count on your support?"

"Are you campaigning?"

"In a manner of speaking. Maverick's pretty attached, so I figured I'd need a real ace up my sleeve."

"Mav's the ace actually."

"Ha. Ha. So?"

"I'll consider it."

"Kazansky."

"Yes?"

"Please."

"Never call me Ice Ice Baby again, and I'll warm Mav up to the idea."

"Deal!"

"I've gotta warn you, though. Jake is currently the only person who calls Mav "Pops" and he's stupidly possessive over it. That's why Jake calls me Icedad now because Mav refuses to share the title."

"That's alright, Jake can call me Dad and Woody Mom for all I care."

Ice let out a quiet huff of a laugh and whispered to himself, "More like the other way around."

"What?"

"What?"

". . . Pleasure doing business with you, Admiral."

"Good luck."

Finally, it was time to talk to Maverick. And, admittedly, Wolfman was a little intimidated. Most would assume Iceman was the more formidable opponent, and most would be dead spanking wrong.

"No."

"Aw, come on Mav!"

"Sorry Wolfman, Jake's already part of the Mitchell-Kazansky household."

"What about Bradley? What's gonna happen when they fight?"

"I'll listen when they complain and do my best to support the both of them."

"And what's gonna happen if Jake and Bradley break up?"

"Ice and I will covertly conspire to get them back together. Have you met them? They're it for each other. "

"Yeah, obviously, but in the meantime?"

At that, Mav pauses. ". . . It'd be complicated."

"Exactly. I'm not saying he can't be part of your family, but Jake also deserves a family of his own, Mav. He deserves what Bradley's found in you and Iceman."

"So this isn't just about how much I fucked up with Brad?"

"Mav, shit. No, of course it isn't. Honestly, I don't know what I'd've done if I'd been in your shoes. I know Slider ranted and raved when it all went down, but I hope you know that all of us, even Slider, knew how complicated of a situation it was, and none of us hold it against you Especially not now that you've all gotten your shit together and Bradley's back for good."

"Thanks Wolfman"

"Anytime Maverick."

". . ."

". . ."

". . . Okay. Fine. You can adopt Jake."

"Yee haw!"

"And I already regret it."

"Hey Baby Goose!"

"Hey Uncle Wolf, Mav told me you're trying to adopt my boyfriend."

"Well, see, the thing about that is, um."

"I approve."

"Oh great, I didn't even have to use my leverage."

"What leverage?"

"1993."

"Say less. And if you ever tell Jake about that, I will set all of your cowboy hats on fire and cut up your bolo ties."

"Damn Baby Goose, you been talking to my husband?"

"Nope, it's just the same threat I use on Jake."

"Jake's got bolo ties? Can the kid get any more perfect?"

"I don't think so, but enough about Jake's terrible fashion choices."

"That's rich coming from you."

"Uncle Wolf, Jake's had it pretty rough where family is concerned," Bradley said seriously.

"I know Baby Goose," Wolfman replied with none of hid previous humor, "I don't know everything, but we did spend about five hours at last week's barbecue getting to know each other and by the end of the night, we were both talking about our shitty old men. I know he's got a lot of pain he's carrying around on his shoulders, and he reminds me of my younger self so much it kind of hurts. I told Maverick this during our conversation yesterday, but Jake deserves what you have with Iceman and Mav. He deserves a loving family. I know Woody and I have always been the fun uncles and that we never did plan on having kids, but when I look at Jake, I just can't help but think that Woody and I could be good for him."

"It's probably not going to be easy."

"Family never is."

"No, no it's not. But it's worth it."

"Yeah, yeah it is."

". . . Please don't buy him more cowboy hats."

"Too late."

OK, so we in the Top Gun/Top Gun: Maverick have discussed and explored (in au format or canonical) Hangman’s father-son(mostly in-law) relationships with Iceman and Maverick.

But have we considered….Hangman and Wolfman.

THINK ABOUT IT - Wolfman meets Hangman at an Icemav barbecue. Wolfman knows he’s Rooster’s boyfriend, finds out he’s a southern boy from Texas, much like himself.(”You got a cowboy hat?” “Yes sir, I am from Texas, after all.” “Good answer, kid. I like you…”)

Then later on, while asking more about this intriguing kid that he’s come to like and identifies with a bit, he finds out from Maverick and Rooster that ever since he came out, Hangman doesn’t really have much of a relationship with his conservative, straight-laced, father anymore.

So Wolfman dials Ice’s number like his fingers are on fire.

“I’LL TAKE HIM! Can I keep him? Can-I-Can-I-Can-I-Can-I…?!!!”

“Why’re you asking me? Ask Maverick.”

“Fine, give Maverick the phone!”

“Y’know, it’s 2am - “

“ - Ice, come on!”

Ice grumbles and Wolfman can hear him saying something to Maverick, who then comes on the phone.

“…Alright, he’s yours.”

“YESSS!”