#i love my language i love brazilian portuguese but i do need to give english some credit

[indigonite]

having to explain the plot of your current hyperfixation to someone else is always a humbling experience

[anyosu]

no bc im losing it

so in english it's "I never knew you were a hugger" which is incredibly painful and all that

and so I went to check out the norwegian dub for shits n giggles and to laugh at the voices and mf sonic says "I KNEW you were a hugger!"

I NEED TO BE SEDATED

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edit 2: NEW LANGUAGES!!! IT GETS CUTER FOR EVERY FUCKING DUB

@dykedandelion: sonic in french says "ON A JAMAIS ÉTÉ AUSSI PROCHE" which means "WE'VE NEVER BEEN THIS CLOSE"

I checked the swedish dub and sonic says: "TÄNK ATT DU KAN VARA SÅ KRAMIG" which means something like "TO THINK THAT YOU CAN BE SO HUGGABLE"=!"=)!)"!=

@lephalacat courteously gave me a heart attack by giving the korean dub, where sonic says: "너한테 안기는 날이 오다니" which means "I CAN'T BELIEVE THE DAY ARRIVED FOR ME TO GET HUGGED BY YOU"

with the combined effort of @wackyunicornart and @dykedandelion they've expertly deduced what sonic says in the dutch dub: "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU WERE SUCH A CUDDLER" i need aIR

@shadowthehedgehog swooped in with a delicious spanish one where sonic says: "QUIEN DIRÍA QUE TE GUSTABA ABRAZAR" which is "WHO KNEW YOU LIKED TO HUG" I NEED TO SIT IN A CORNER AND CRY

@luankuro in Portuguese sonic says something akin to "DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE SO AFFECTIONATE/TENDER" THIS SEASON HAS RUINED ME

@tenebraevesper graciously handed over both the croatian dub and the german dub; both of them just as DEVASTATING - in croatian, sonic says: "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU LIKE TO HUG", and in german, he says: "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU'RE INTO HUGGING" THESE HEDGEHOGS ARE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME

I will join @kyri45 in their several several processing business days after the italian dub was revealed to have sonic say: "I DIDN'T SEE YOU AS SUCH AN AFFECTIONATE TYPE"

@polaris-reblog and from the left field we have an INCREDIBLE Thai dub with sonic that says: "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D BE THE TYPE TO CARRY/PICK PEOPLE UP" CAN I GET A WAHOO

@windpolygon comes in with an absolute gem in russian: "DO YOU LIKE/LOVE TO HUG" SO WHAT IF HE DOES

@transgender-battlekukku runs in with Brazilian Portuguese that has sonic say: "EU NÃO SABIA QUE VOCÊ ERA TÃO CARINHOSO" which they so lovingly translate to "I NEVER KNEW YOU WERE SO LOVING/AFFECTIONATE" FELLAS WE DIDN'T KNOW EITHER BEFORE TODAY

the polish version, given by @hereissananxiousmess, has sonic being a sMARTASS, saying: "AH SO YOU DO LIKE TO HUG" JESUS CHRIST THIS GETS CUTER EACH TIME

the Galician version has me by the tHROAT okay @shadowthtrash so in this version sonic says: "Nunca pensei que me foses levar no colo" which means "I'VE NEVER THOUGHT YOU WOULD CRADLE ME AROUND" OUEGHR that's so cute

@mmiriozuzo turkish dub and sub is sO sweet honestly bc in the dub he says: "Sarılmayı sevdiğini hiç bilmiyordum", which translates to "I NEVER KNEW YOU LIKED HUGGING" while the turkish sub writes: "Sen sarılmayı sever miydin?" which means "SO YOU LIKE HUGGING?"

@ash-doodles-stuff went for my soul by revealing what the japanese and hindi version says; in Japanese, sonic says: "TO BE HELD IN YOUR ARMS" SONIC PLEASE - in the hindi version he says: "DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED HUGS AND STUFF" OEURGH I'LL NEVER GET ENOUGH OF THESE

@sonicposting joins the bandwagon by announcing the romanian version has sonic saying: "n-am știut că-ți place în brațe", which means something like "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKE BEING HELD" although "it's hard to translate, but the way it is phrased implies that sonic didn't know shadow likes being held" THESE DUBS WILL END ME ONE DAY

@cosmicgirlypop runs in with the Arabic dub, where sonic says: "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKE HUGS!" this is the yEAR OF SONADOW PEOPLE BC SHADOW SAYS "STAY WITH ME SONIC" AS A RESPONSE

@geek-leak slides in with the Finnish dub that has sonic saying: "En tiennyt et oot halijäbä" which roughly translates to "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE A HUGGER-DUDE/HUG-DUDE" he truly is a smartass even when dying god bless

@indigocloudofnarcolepsy sprints in with a gem in hungarian, where sonic says: "Nem tudtam, hogy ölelkezős vagy!" which is "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'RE A HUGGER" EVERY VARIANT IS SO CUTE

@scarlets-land-of-chaos-and-men NO EXPLANATION NEEDED BUT I NEED AIR

@darkmatters-ghost decided to decimate my every molecule with the Mandarin Chinese version where sonic says: "我不知道你喜欢抱抱， 啊。" bào (抱) means cuddle, and if you say a verb twice, it makes it informal and cutesy. Basically, he said, "aw, I didn't know you were such a cuddle-bug!"

C U D D L E B U G

suffice to say I think english is the glaring, obvious outlier here JHDJHDS

THE DUBBERS ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS BEHIND THIS IS TRULY THE YEAR OF SONADOW

[dollishmehrayan]

# BATBOYS WITH BRAZILIAN!READER HCS ── .✦ ( batboys with a Brazilian s/o, requested!)

a/n: request by this anon (here) and a second anon (which I’ll theyre request even though it’s the same I’ll be doing it for them too as in a Damian focused one) also please reblog/like for some engagement tysm <3, also i’m thinking of doing different batboys separate hcs and like yk fics instead of all them together because I kinda don’t want to be reduced to that yk?? But it’s like the most posts that get engagement so I rlly can’t be mad at something that makes me get most attention, tags: (batboys x Brazilian!reader)

DICK GRAYSON ── .✦

Dick is obsessed with how expressive you are, he adores how easily you switch between Portuguese and English. He tries to pick up a few phrases to impress you, though he’s definitely not as smooth as he thinks.

“Oi, amor, tudo bem?” He says, thinking he nailed it. “...Wait, did I just call you my love?”

He takes you on regular dates to the best Brazilian restaurants, but when you ask for cachaça or caipirinha, he looks at you like you just asked him to jump off a building.

“Uh… we’re not old enough for that, are we?” “Dick your 27 for crying out loud.”

But when you insist, he’s just charmed by the way you argue with him, and tries (unsuccessfully) to keep up with your energy.

JASON TODD ── .✦

Jason absolutely loves your Brazilian food—specifically, feijoada and pão de queijo. He’s always asking you to make them, even though he tries to act like he’s not obsessed with it.

“I’m just saying, if you made this for me every day, I wouldn’t complain. Just don’t tell anyone that.”

He’s so proud of your Portuguese skills, and loves hearing you speak it. But when you use slang or curse words, he pretends to be all scandalized “why would you say that *gasp*” even though he secretly finds it adorably tough.

“Hey, is that how you really talk? That’s, uh, pretty intense. Kinda hot, though.”

Your energy and joy rub off on him, and despite his grumpy nature, he can’t help but smile when you’re around. He secretly loves it when you speak Portuguese, especially when you're excited.

TIM DRAKE ── .✦

Tim can’t resist asking you about Brazilian pop culture, especially when you’re watching Brazilian shows or listening to Brazilian music even when you tell him to not translate the meaning of some songs.

“Okay, okay, I have to know… how does that work? What’s this soap opera about?”

Your dance moves are a bit of a mystery to him at first, but when you teach him a little samba or forró, he’s lowkey impressed (and laughs when he messes it up).

“You know what? I’ll stick to solving crimes, you handle the dancing.” (He dances like a white boy so much in some white club😭)

He loves the idea of you sharing bits of your culture with him, especially when you teach him some Portuguese slang. But when you start using it against him, he doesn’t know whether to laugh or pretend he didn’t understand.

“Wait, wait, you just called me that?! But I thought I was your… Wait, hold on. I need a dictionary.”

DAMIAN WAYNE ── .✦

Damian is fascinated by the fierceness of Brazilian culture—he admires your independence and the way you carry yourself.

You make pão de queijo one morning, and he's convinced it’s some magical food that might give him new abilities. He eats it while muttering about the mysterious "power" of Brazilian cuisine.

“This… this isn’t regular bread. It’s—“ He pauses mid-bite. “I can feel stronger already.” “Damian, it’s just food.”

Damian gets a bit possessive about your accent, secretly thinking it sounds regal. He’ll make comments like, “I’ve never heard anyone speak so commandingly in Portuguese.”

If anyone flirts with you, he’s immediately in ‘protective mode,’ trying to act cool, but it’s clear he’s not happy. If anyone flirts in Portuguese to you? It’s a whole other level of intensity for him.

“You will not talk to her in that language in-front of me.”

BRUCE WAYNE ── .✦

Bruce doesn’t really get what’s so special about Brazilian music, but when you play some Bossa Nova, he ends up listening to it when he’s working. It makes him feel at peace.

“I don’t know how you do it, but this music calms me down in ways I didn’t expect.”

He’ll take you to exclusive Brazilian art exhibits, but he can’t help but feel like he's failing because he doesn’t know anything about Brazilian art or culture. But that’s okay—he'll always make sure you have everything you need.

“I might not understand all of it, but I can tell it means a lot to you. That’s enough.”

He loves how you bring excitement into his sometimes dreary world. When you talk about your hometown or culture, it’s like a breath of fresh air to him.

“You’re one of a kind.” *cue Alfred preparing Bruce’s list for him😭*

[mebemilena]

Sipping on your lips, hanging on by thread

A/N: THIS IS SMUT! minors, do not interact! it will probably not make any difference in the storyline. Thank you for reading me. i'm putting the links for previous and later chapters. Maybe this will be the last one of this series. 

A/N: i have mentioned i'm a comic book artist, right? writer and illustrator. Writing this series was very much fun, it helped me organizing some ideas for my upcoming projets. if i get the will to translate them, i'll share some here with you guys.

A/N: i usually come back to read what i posted and i find SO MANY grammar and spelling mistakes. I thought i was really great at English but i've been mistaking simple words because they sound similar in Portuguese (i'm brazilian) but they mean something totally different. And that's why i need more practice. I swear my mind works faster in my language.

tittle from I really like You, by Carly Rae Japsen

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What started on the couch quickly went to the bedroom. Maya  teased you with the tip of her fingers, the shallow touch of her mouth all over you. She'd pay attention to your body language, getting to learn all the signs you'd give. She loved to feel your throat vibrating as you moaned out loud. 

Her kisses weren't that soft anymore. Her tongue felt wonderful, your lips wrapped around it. It was hot and wet. All you wanted was to keep sucking on it. 

Drunk in lust, Maya held you against the wall, her hands on your hips with strength, before unbuckling your belt with minimal patience.  You separated and she looked into your eyes. You shared a laugh. "How old are we? So horny.", she joked, taking you to bed a little less urgently.

You two sit on her bed and Maya took your shirt off, kissing your neck as you helped her out of her clothes too. In bed, she topped you first, massaging your breasts, driving her lips and tongue all the way to your nipples. 

You grabbed her hair, enjoying the feeling of her wet lips around you. "That's it, baby. You're so good... fuck.", you'd murmur, making her stop and talk to you. 

"You can scream as loud as you want, i like to feel it.  And we don't have neighbors close by anyway.", she signed, getting back to kissing and nibbling on your body.

You felt her lips kissing down all the way from your breasts to your thighs, her hands ever so intelligent in the ways to bring you pleasure. If there was a degree for knowing your body, Maya would be top of the class.

She kept kissing the inner of your thighs as her fingers made their way inside of you. So wet, so tight. You couldn't help but moan when her tongue played on your clit as her fingers went all the way in and out of you, building your very much desired orgasm. She felt the tight grip on her fingers, going up to kiss your lips and feel the vibrations of the moanings coming out of your mouth.

Maya watched your breathing slow down, your chest moving a little slower as she took her fingers out of you. She licked them and you couldn't wait much longer to kiss her, your tongue replacing her fingers.

You changed positions now, it was your turn to have your way with her. 

Maya's preferences were quickly learned. She loved the feeling of your lips around her, tasting her, your tongue filling her. You knew what she liked and didn't like because you had experimented. You also knew when she wanted to tell you something and you went as far as making up a tap system as your safe words.   One tap, keep going. Two taps, be careful. Three taps, stop.

But there were times when One tap would be replaced by her gripping on your hair so strong you'd moan in a mix of pleasure and pain.

As the hours passed you barely left Maya's bed. Make up sex has it's spell ad you were in love with her. She knew it and, more than that, she enjoyed it. 

Though Maya wouldn't admit it, she was in love with you too. With her back against the bedframe she held the blanket covering her breasts, her messy hair going in all directions. "Thank you", she started, a smile growing on her lips. 

"For what?", you asked, making her shrug. "For the mind blowing sex.", she laughed, kissing you before you could reply.

"For coming after me.", she offered and straddled you. "For sticking around.", she continued, kissing you tenderly on the lips. "And for the orgasms.", she laughed again.

[crescenthistory]

Hii! Congratulations on 2k followers!! Can I have a interpret?

My favourite song is Lana from Kamaitachi (brazilian singer, btw, but his musics are really good), I love reading romance books, specifically, and watching documentaries about criminal cases. I'm almost always listening to music and I draw sometimes (used to be a big hobby for me in adolescence). I study nursing but I intend to do a literature college in the futire and be a writer. I'm the eldest daughter between 3 kids (two girls + one boy) and I'm 22 years old. I am more introverted and often "shy", and I don't like to go out that much. I write poetry and music when I need to distract myself, and I dance sometimes. I know portuguese, english, spanish and a little french, but I want to learn more languages.

That's all, sorry if I said too much (?), anyway, tchauzinho!

hi darling, thank you for the love<3 not at all too much xx

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i will INTERPRET for angestrawberries

carina's 2k celebration

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for the boys, i believe you would be a great match for remus lupin!

you are reserved but levelheaded and incredibly bright. you've got your head screwed on straight but are not afraid to revel in the arts and the dreamery of it all. i believe you would be perfect company for remus because you seem to be kindred spirits in terms of your interests and energies. a beautiful balance would be achieved between the two of you because you would be able to see every part of each other instead of just one. remus would not limit you to just nursing or just literature, he would thoroughly enjoy engaging with you on both topics equally. he could teach you welsh and you could teach him portuguese; he would tell you about his favourite classics and you would gush about your romance novels. a quiet night where you take turns playing your favourite music as he knits and you draw, or where you have some documentary on in the background while you cuddle and giggle sound just about perfect for him.

as for the girls, i think mary macdonald would love every bit about you.

she is a whimsical girl with a lot of heart, and you have the kind of well-roundedness that just exudes loveliness and would attract mary like a fly to a lamp. she would see you reading, drawing or dancing and immediately approach you, wanting to learn more and engage with you. she is very passion-oriented, so the fact that you have so many interests you hold dear to your heart would be so intriguing to her. the two of you could sit and talk for hours probably, both teaching and learning from each other. mary is also a recovering introvert (from being tossed into a wizarding world she had no idea about at age 11), so she would both have a deep understanding for any reservations you have, while also knowing when to push your shyness and help you grow. she is big on holding hands and spending quality time together, and it sounds like you would be able to give her just that. 🤍

[hughiecampbelle]

hello hello!! hope you're doing well <3 so i saw ships were open again... and i did get one as an anon a while ago, but the format has changed for the 10k so back i am for your amazing writing <3

i'd love to be shipped with someone from the boys!! (i do feel bad requesting for specific characters even though it's incredibly easy to see who i want to smooch in this show. i love them all though and above all love to see authors get creative. go crazy go bonkers. ok with any character but the deep, homelander, stormfront, and firecracker.)

i'm a bi & ace jewish brazilian girl, 1.72m tall, with long, straight, brown hair (that i've always thought about dying but always chickened out of). no tattoos, even though i have a list of which ones i'd get and what do they mean. i'm from brazil but currently go to college in new york, majoring in theatre and minoring in translation. i'm fluent in portuguese and english, learning french, and have the life objective of becoming a polyglot.

i'm in love with theatre, literary analysis, linguistics, music, writing, and art in general — will absolutely ramble about anything i am interested in, and also might have strong opinions on stuff that maybe i didn't need to have a strong opinion on 💀 i can get a bit combative about that at times... i definitely take as my biggest skill, besides singing and acting which are quite literally my intended job (i want to be a musical theatre actress), eloquence and just my way with words (toxic trait is believing i'd talk my way out of a murder fr fr). friends that know me more recently would even say i'm an extrovert because of that, but honestly i am a pile of nerves of an introvert with social anxiety that simply loves yapping and putting on a show. most notable quirk/habit might be how precise i always am with finding the right words because i simply cannot leave an opening for misinterpretation (and that's on anxiety and a suspicion of undiagnosed adhd oops); that might lead me to be a bit picky (for the lack of a better word), specific, and/or literal with the words other people use as well.

other tidbits: i can't cook for shit, i love cats (i have a rescue named lily) but also like dogs a lot, i love kids and have been told i'm good with them. i'm crazy lucky for some reason and i love crime comedy movies. i'm almost always writing or thinking about writing but i can't ever finish a project (and you may have realized by now i write too much). i love arts & crafts & other manual activities, i do knot friendship bracelets to de-stress. my default hangout with anyone ever is grabbing coffee. i'm also pretty proud of my music taste — from alt rock to 40s-50s music, love curating the vibes and i'm a bit of a playlist freak. also i would 100% show brazilian music (mostly rock and mpb, brazilian popular music) to whoever i'm paired with 💥🇧🇷

when it comes to love life oh boy i am a disaster — the two situations i have ever gotten myself into were the objective hottest girl i know and the weirdest guy i've ever come across (and both are my good friends atm). for me doing something creative, like a project together, is the quickest way to bond; and being in cahoots with someone is the deepest form of connection. let's ramble about our interests, be weird together, cause a diplomatic crisis, watch a movie, write something, idk.

this was LOOONG but i hope it's not too much and it gives you plenty of material to write with!! thank you so much for carrying the the boys fandom on your back enna <3

Annie is actually blown away by both your love of and intelligence with languages. She's always trying to learn both Portuguese and French sayings (mostly nicknames/"I love you") to surprise you. She loves the look of joy on your face when you realize what she's trying to say. Her pronunciation could use some work, but it's still very adorable

It melts Annie's heart when she sees you around children. She knows it can be a lot, with kids and their parents running up to her, asking her for pictures, showing off their Starlight costumes. She would understand it got a little exhausting. But you have never minded, instead you ask them questions and make them laugh, telling them they're little superheroes, too

Annie feels like she can truly be herself around you. After all those years with the religious conventions and the time she spent with Vought, she was never allowed to be herself. She couldn't show off her real laugh that's squeaky and high-pitched. She couldn't swear as a teenager or say all the crude jokes she thought of. With you, though, she can let loose. She doesn't have to uphold this image like she's had to her whole life

You and Annie are as equally terrible at cooking. You make a plan to cook together, learning recipes and measurements. Sometimes the food gets burned, or worse, under cooked, and a few times you've had to split it out, wondering where you went wrong? But, overall, it builds your skills together and it makes you feel better about your lack of skills

Annie comes to every show you're in at least three times. She'll bring Hughie and Kimiko first, then M.M. and Frenchie, and the third time she goes along, wanting to see you in your glory, feeling like this moment belongs to her. She shows up with flowers every time and tells you parts and songs she's loved as if you hadn't spent weeks practicing lines and songs with her. She's so proud of you, she can't contain herself. She definitely happy cries at the end when you take your bows!

Want to request a ship?

My love!!!! I hope you like it!!!! :D Xoxoxo💜💜💜💜

[thatstonedwriter]

hello!! since requests are open i'd love to request a ship for the boys <3

i'm a bi & ace jewish brazilian girl, currently in college in the us, majoring in theatre & minoring in translation (i want to be a musical theatre actress and/or playwright and/or translator). i'm 1.72m tall, have long brown hair that i've never dyed (i start thinking about it but chicken out), and no tattoos but very clear ideas of what i'd like to do if i ever got one. fluent in portuguese & english, currently learning french, and i have a life objective to become a polyglot (4+ languages!!).

i'm in love with theatre, literary analysis, linguistics, music, writing, and art in general — will absolutely ramble about anything i am interested in, and also might have strong opinions on stuff that maybe i didn't need to have a strong opinion on 💀 i can get a bit combative about that at times... i definitely take as my biggest skill, besides singing and acting which are quite literally my intended job, eloquence and just my way with words (toxic trait is believing i'd talk my way out of a murder fr fr). friends that know me more recently would even say i'm an extrovert because of that, but honestly i am a pile of nerves of an introvert with social anxiety that simply loves yapping and putting on a show. most notable quirk/habit might be how precise i always am with finding the right words because i simply cannot leave an opening for misinterpretation (and that's on anxiety and a suspicion of undiagnosed adhd oops); that might lead me to be a bit picky (for the lack of a better word), specific, and/or literal with the words other people use as well.

other tidbits: i can't cook for shit, i love cats (i have a rescue named lily) but also like dogs a lot, i love kids and have been told i'm good with them. i'm crazy lucky for some reason and i love crime comedy movies. i'm almost always writing or thinking about writing but i can't ever finish a project (and you may have realized now i write too much). i love arts & crafts & other manual activities, i do knot friendship bracelets to de-stress. my default hangout with anyone ever is grabbing coffee. i'm also pretty proud of my music taste — from alt rock to 20s-40s music, love curating the vibes and i'm a bit of a playlist freak. also i would 100% show brazilian music (mostly rock and mpb, brazilian popular music) to whoever i'm paired with 💥🇧🇷

hope this was good to write with and not too much oops 💀 and thank you so much in advance!! <3

A/n- Hello, and thank you for requesting! I'm so excited to write for a fellow theatre/language nerd! I wish you luck in school, and with your goals of writing and learning more languages. All of that is super impressive! Lots of love to you (and your cat omg give Lily plenty of hugs)

I'm pretty sure this is the first matchup I've ever done, so I hope you enjoy!

I ship you with...

Kimiko!

Your affinity with language and theatrics is what initially caught Kimiko's attention! With how much she appreciates art and music, your singing and acting is such an inspiration for her to express herself.

In the beginning, Kimiko had been incredibly cautious and closed off. When Butcher or M.M would talk shit, you and Frenchie would be the first ones to her defense. Your combative nature is inspiring to Kimiko- she loves how opinionated you are, and how willing you are to stand up for what you believe in.

I’d say one of the first things that got the two of you to bond is making friendship bracelets together. It started out with Kimiko watching you de-stress after a particularly rough encounter with a Supe. The repetitive motion seemed to steady your shaking hands, and Kimiko couldn’t help but wonder if making bracelets with you would help with her own stress and anxiety- after that, it's history

Kimiko's mutism definitely doesn't stop her from joining in the conversation. She began teaching you sign language not long after Frenchie. He would help give you additional lessons/practice.

I would imagine you pick up on Kimiko's SL pretty quickly, given your proficiency with language, but even if it took you a while, Kimiko just appreciates the effort and compassion, not to mention how clear and precise you are with your wording- A refreshing change to The Boys never really saying what they mean.

Your shy nature makes Kimiko pretty protective of you. Even knowing how combative you can be, Kimiko prefers to back you up, no matter what. Every time you say something, Kimiko signs either agreeing with you or emphasizing your point.

I think Kimiko would ask you to dance and sing with/for her all the time. She loves the variety of music you listen to, and can't get enough of your voice. Teach her some new dance moves and she'll be so happy

Dates between the two of you either consist of staying in and watching movies or going to get a quick coffee (you two have snuck out with Frenchie on more than one occasion, to M. M.'s dismay)

Bonus Ship- Frenchie!

It was honestly a tough tossup between Frenchie and Kimiko so I thought I'd add Frenchie in as a bonus, I hope that's alright

Obviously he'd love how passionate and skilled you are when it comes to language- absolutely helps teach you French.

Like Kimiko, Frenchie loves how artistically inclined you are. He'll join in singing and dancing with you, all in good fun. He's probably high as a Kite, so you can expect him to be a bit unsteady on his feet, but the enthusiasm is there

You're gonna get this dude hooked on Brazilian music. His taste is so varied that I think he'd have a great time being introduced to all of your music- even if he doesn't love it, he appreciates you sharing part of your life with him

Frenchie is more than happy to cook for you and teach you if you're interested- but mainly enjoys being able to take care of you, even if its something as small as making you breakfast

Bonus! You and Frenchie/Kimiko more than likely bring at least one stray cat back to the hideout- and no one is allowed to say shit about it or Kimiko breaks their arms

[hikarry]

I think you're literally the only Portuguese I ever saw on Tumblr

So I came for information

I'm going in Erasmus there (I wanted Italy but they didn't have a spot for me rip) and I need to know what's it like there. If it help with anything, I'm going to Coimbra? FLUC?

Parties? Pubs? Are yall nice? Do I have to worry about being harassed by middle aged men in the street?

Oh my fucking God

You are literally coming to my faculty! The chance of us crossing paths when you come is up to 80%! That's insane!

Okay okay, focus

I've lived with people from Erasmus so I think I can help

We have a group here of Portuguese people that "collects" all the people from Erasmus and programs stuff for yall to do like bar nights, clubbing, games etcetera. My old flatmates used to go to all of the events and they loved it

There are parties literally all the time here. We have 3 main clubs. One of them is specifically for Erasmus students (but anyone can go, really) and I've heard it's super fun - I'm not a club person, so eh can't help much there. My friends used to go almost every night tho

Pubs is much more my area

The main pub we used to have closed due to ✨️illegal activities ✨️ but we have a shit tone more

I usually go to the Irish pub uptown. It's hella classy and the prices are good. Got live music most of the time and ya can have lunch/dinner there also if you want

I can literally give you a map of all the Irish pubs in the city. Ive been to all of them and they are all top notch 5 stars

Also, I imagine you are coming next semester? In the first semester we have this festival called Latada. We get a week free of classes and it's literally a 1 week party with concerts. People go a bit mad there. Mainly because it's cool as shit ngl. Get ready to get Portuguese and Brazilian music stuck in your head

People from FLUC are nice. We are the letters and languages faculty so we are used to foreigners all the time. Everyone speaks English there. And we are the freaks of the university! My faculty is the one where all the queers and gays are! Listen, there's literally this cute girl I see all the time that dresses herself Lolita style. Where else would you see that? Only fluc

If you ever need any help, anyone will try and help you

Our streets are pretty safe. Sure, there's the occasional creep, but it's very rare. Just be careful with drunk college dudes. If you do go out, take trusted people with you that can have your back just in case

Alas, I won't ask you to show yourself, but if you need any help while you're around, hit me up. If you want me to know who you are, dm me. If not, send an anon ask again and I'll try to get to you as soon as I see it

Getting a house here can be a nightmare (even for us portuguese) and I might be able to help you with that. Depending on your course I might also be able to hook you up with files with all the summaries of your classes

[madame-fear]

My my, I see a very busy person hehe 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️, if you don't mind, can you tell me what you study? I currently go to two colleges and there are days when I can't stand it 😭😭

The worst part of this is that what I'm reading for pleasure are few things, and I'm happy that your works are one of them ❤️😘 (currently I only read books for college😭)

~May your peaceful days come soon and you can enjoy incredible stories and interactions that warm your heart ~ ☕️💗🍯

I was looking at your blog and saw that you speak Spanish (is that your native language?) you know what's funny, my language is closer to Spanish than English hehehe (brazilian here bby 🇧🇷)

Could you give me your top favorite targaryen kings or queens (or what could have been)?👑

If Luc is my brother-in-law, then are you too?😏

Hi hi sweet Vi! I was gatekeeping this message cause I just find it so endearing 💕 Oh yeah,, I am most DEFINITELY your sister-in-law now, since Luke is your brother-in-law! 🤭

Currently, I study LOTS of things— which, all of that, is the cause of my constant descending into madness 🥴 I’m studying Genetics, Forensic Science/Medicine, Reproductive Medicine, and also my studies focus on neurodegenerative diseases! Of course, that’s the reason why sometimes I want to combust into pieces, because I have to study all of that... And work. Pretty fun, huh?

And may I ask, what do you study, my love? Hope your peaceful days come soon as well,, please remember to take care of yourself & stay hydrated!! Self-care is a priority, too 💗

Awww thank you so much for the kind wishes darling, I denifitely need it! Can’t wait until I have the time to see all the tags & read all the fics I’ve been tagged in 😭 Honestly I feel so, so happy to know my fics are of your enjoyment— it makes me feel satisfied!! 💗 So sorry I haven’t written any more things for HOTD darling, I promise I will write more soon,, just taking a really short break from writing for the fandom until June, maybe! 🥺

If you’re Brazilian, that means we are neighbours, because I currently live in Argentina— yay!! Spanish isn’t my native language, I was born & raised in Germany but my mum is from Argentina so I know how to speak Spanish like a native, I have been taught since I was very little! To be honest, I feel more comfortable speaking in Spanish, no clue why 😂 I really love Brazil, and I’m expecting to learn Portuguese soon! ❤🇧🇷❤

Alsooo... Regarding the Targ Kings/Queens, this is hard to choose! 🤔 Honestly, I would have really loved to see Rhaenys as a Queen. I think she would have been amazing. She’s my one & true Queen! 😍 Who’s your fave King/Queen, bby? ♡

[i-love-to-draw1]

I found tonight's really fun and interesting

Even if I feel like shaking some of the characters for not talking with eachother. Because they misinterpreted their ideas or them bout all this.

I got a more clear idea of everyone. Like I watch everyone n I mean it. But I only speak n understand English n Spanish. So I get like 20% the conversation in Portuguese if I put my full focus [can't always do tht bc I'm usually busy so I rely on updates on twitter, so I'm like partly listening n trust the people here on tublr]. N like no French so I rely on body language n the translater [also the update n here on tumblr]

I wish they all could talk and pick one person but I also understand due to the characters trauma or worry. Bc this is very a rp VS meta. N the cc gotta choose how their characters should walk on tht line. It also doesn't help tht the cc won't speak their native language to help with explaining their intentions better. I was really hoping for tht this time [hopefully the 3rd debate thyd do so].

That aside. I found really cool!! I like where insaimduo is going, but not all cc join in mostly bc thy arent into rp n bc Twitter fans n chat can get to intense. Their ideas are super cool!! N i feel like itll help those who DO want to come back. but I know tht despite tht the federation are also very powerful group. Bc I feel like they forgot tht they CAN deny request and rule n other stuff bc it must all go through them.

Same with bag, bad n gegg. Bc they all want to destroy it n do diff forms of anarchy. N I tots understand why their characters don't want to fully use the word bc many don't understand that anarchy isn't the typical chaos shit lmao. N i hope they joined together tho bc they are pretty similar on the goal on destroying a single power. But what I hope more from baghera is maybe talk about the council especially the main leader for each language, especially bc the Spanish community which is so small qwq [PLZ MARIANA AND MISSA COME BACK/lh]. But I also understand why insane duo worry bc thy have stuff plan n theirs is a bit uncertain but theirs is tht of relying on the community but also in hopes to be granted on being able to do the council/destroy the pres position n while insane duo also talks for the people. I understand theirs a chance tht feds might take control like they did to celbit on those days.

I love Mike's idea in establish a more aid than just people giving what they can [obviously etoiles is gathering materials for the next group, bad doing community teleports n Brazilians doing the roads, n forevers many projects] bc it can help. Like it did with the French but afterwards they all had to work hard to get most of their materials by themself. N it makes sense bc I feel like thy might make the server even more difficult as times goes by! But I also know tht certain events can be done with or without the feds aid. Like the admins (meta talk) want the players to have fun. But like rp the Feds want the resident to BE HAPPY!!! for some reason. So if this does make them happy they'll do it. Which I get the others view bc u don't need to run as pres to do this fun events.

I just want all of them to talk, to work things out like. Pick someone n I hate to say this, tht can trust and are willing to sacrifice themselfs, to 1st establish a council incase something happens to who gets elected. Start planning things n project n ect. Continue the communication, help with organizing projects ect. Bc it's very obv tht everyone cares for eachother n want to help but it's difficult if everyone trying to see their view bc of their struggles n worries. Bc the feds are powerful, they can n are willing to do anything for wutever fuk up experiment thy wnat to do. They can take control of forever, bad baghera, ect. N do wutever to them to take control.

It's anxiety inducing bc the feds can do something to everyone. N I want ALL of then to talk it out n do back up plans incase something happens. N I want them to work against the feds n Elquackity bc omg he is so sus n thy all want to make sure someone like him won't become the president, which is why thy are running in the 1st place, bc thy DON'T want someone they barely know or the feds in charge. They lost when the feds decided to do this. So now thy must fight for control. So the feds don't get more power than they already have.

Also reminder that the characters maybe fighting in the campaign but it's obvious they still care. Tht the feds failed in trying to do discourse bc the love this characters have for eachother is strong. Sure it'sbumby rn but thts how it is sometimes. Nothing is smooth. They all communicate eventually. It'll just take some time.

They all have their worries n trauma n ideas. They'll talk hopefully soon. Bc rn it's like 3 diff groups [4th bc of foolish lmao KELP]

N for now I'm divided bc now I'm uncertain. I might wait till the voting day to see who's left running so I can make a vote.

But man I super excited n nervous. :0c

I still belive in the communication in qsmp n tht might be my naive self but idc. I'm still giving hope!!!

[hummingbird-hunter]

ok wait maybe I'm not lazy (because I'm a lil bit insane!)

Jose Mauro (Google him tho his whole story is fucking insane ngl!) Makes I think stuff in Portuguese.

Kit Sebastian makes stuff in I think English & French?

Azymuth is a Brazilian funk/jazz trio.

Arthur Verocai is Brazilian as well, he's made some cool stuff.

Lily Allen did a version of Smile in Simlish which is always fun if you have both in your playlist because it's a horrible 50/50!

The Mauskovic dance band is an interesting band, I think they're from the US?

Hypnotic Brass Ensemble is like 8 siblings and a random dude they hired to be a drummer, really good band, Ballicki Bone is very good.

I'm not sure what language it is but Haydar Haydar by Derya Yıldırım & Grup Şimşek is fun.

Out Of Reach by Klaus Johan Grobe is in German?

People, Let's Dance by Public Service Broadcasting & EERA is in German.

I think Men I Trust has stuff in Quebec French.

Utu by Eno X Dirty is a bop.

Sonos Cor De Rosa by Tiawa is Spanish & English.

Sudan Archives is in English but she makes really fun & interesting art pop especially in her current album cycle.

CASIOPEA is Japanese like Jazz, Mint Jams is a really good place to start.

MF DOOM & BadBadNotGood's song for GTA is partially in Spanish.

Also Madvillian by Madvilliany is one of the best albums I've ever gotten to listen to.

SAULT makes amazing music, they've pit out a crazy amount of music since 2019.

Birds Of Paradise by Karnan Saba & Hone Be Good is really good. (I really like the label it came from)

Ethel Cain's debut Preacher's Album is definitely something, I loved it, be warned it's fucked up, and long.

Pip Millet has a series of Amazing EP's, still need to listen to the album though).

MĀ has an amazing album (Breakfast with Hades).

Deltron 3030 by Deltron 3030 is a great album.

Leak 04-13 (Bait Ones) by Jai Paul is amazing, it's a tragedy that it ruined his creative drive.

Caroline Polachek has done 2 art pop records under her own name, both are amazing.

Ravenna has made some beautiful music.

Ayonha by Hamid Al Shaeri got me into Arabic Jazz.

Balkan - Honey and Blood by Jordi Savall is a really investing album, idek how i found it.

La Sabotesue by Yazz Ahmed is a really good album.

Dub Yalil by Natacha Atlas is just, an amazing song.

Cosmic Funk by Lonnie Liston Smith and the Cosmic Echoes is good, my brother loves it and he has amazing taste.

Todo De Ti is really good pop, it's all in Spanish but I'm surprised it didn't get a Dua Lipa remix.

The Nu Deco Ensemble version of I Am The Antichrist to You by Kishi Bashi is beautiful. but haunting

Rosalia's Motomami is amazing. Hentai is a really beautiful song.

Celeste's album "Not Your Muse" was a really good listen.

All You Get From Love Is A Love Song & Calling Occupants Of Interplanetary Craft (The Recognized Anthem of World Contact Day) made me desperately to find this album from The Carpenters.

If you're feeling Horny the remix of Wizz by Coucou Chloe is fun, same with the Cupcakke remix of Good Puss. Also anything off Alias by Shygirl.

Roisin & Crooked Machine are great albums.

Tinashe's 333 is an amazing album, it's so good.

Orville Peck is gay country music.

Revulva is an 8 piece jazz band, Stop Pulling On My (Hair) is so pop though.

Lava La Rue makes amazing (and very queer music).

If I Sleep by Dystopia hits really hard.

Code by The Comet Is Coming had my friend jamming out because it sounds like the comet is coming.

I Feel Love by Donna Summer is one of the most important songs in moden music history and its so fucking good.

Nia Archives makes jungle, it's Drum & Bass but more fun.

Giving Up Air was a really nice EP by Bloodmoon, amazing production.

Julia Jacklin & Stella Donnely are both kinda sad Australians, thank you land of Muck for these artists. And the story of Engadine Maccas in 1997.

TRYON by Slowthai is really amazing, espech the A/B side differences.

Blood Orange's 4 songs are a nice chilled out 4 songs.

Self Esteem, I too do this all the time, but yet I don't Prioritize Pleasure.

She's So Kind by Harve is the sibling song of Theirs13 by JGrrey, both artists wrote the songs about eachother, truly a queer love story.

Wolf Alice's Blue Weekend has some moments more Blue than others.

The Danger Mouse & Black Thought album is well produced, with amazing features. Do not skip Strangers.

Doomsday by MF DOOM is an essential song, same with Nobody by Nas & Ms. Lauryn Hill, also recommended is One Mic, One Gun by Nas and 21 Savage.

Body Dysmorphia. by RAYE is such a constant mood!

this is the hits from my like 7.3k song spotify playlist

Thank you I am saving this

[theangelcatalogue]

❝ What the world needs is people like me! To keep it all spinnin' around! ❞ ― THE BUMPER KARTS! ABOUT ME

❝ I'm the mover, I'm the shaker, I'm the headline-maker! ❞

୨ৎ General things! -'.🌊.'-

୨୧┇Name/nicknames: Sky, Angel, Abbey, Autumn, Duke, Richie and Lake! (Feel free to give me a nickname!)

୨୧┇Age: 14y!

୨୧┇Nationality: Brazilian!

୨୧┇First language: Portuguese!

୨ৎ Some personality things! -'.🌊.'-

୨୧┇MBTI: INFP

୨୧┇Cosmos Persona: UFO

୨୧┇Avatar Element: Earth Kingdom/Earthbender

୨୧┇Golden Retriever or Black Cat: Golden Cat(A mix of both! But more Black Cat!)

୨୧┇Some characters I relate: Sonata(Mlp), Nao(Yttd), Tsumugi(Danganronpa), Elphelt (Guilty Gear), Aoi Asahina(Danganronpa), Ocean (Ride the cyclone), Constance (Ride the cyclone), Ricky Potts (Ride the cyclone), Kitty (Total Drama) and Kurt(X men Evolution)

୨୧┇ Big Five personality score:

Openness = 87.25%

Conscientiousness = 42.2%

Extraversion = 18.55%

Agreeableness = 79.16%

Neuroticism = 85.26%

୨ৎ Likes! -'.🌊.'-

୨୧┇Colors: I love all of them, lol!

୨୧┇Hobbies/Like to do: Listen to music, write, watch YouTube, read, play video games/games and make ocs!

୨୧┇ Special interests: Military Dictatorship from 64 (Brazil), Musicals, especially Ride The Cyclone, and dolls! (I'M LAUGHING, THE DIFFERENCE-)

୨୧┇Some games: Guilty Gear, Afk Journey, Afk arena, Criminal Case, Cube Escape and Buckshot Roulette

୨୧┇Some artists and bands: 6arelyhuman, Ayesha Erotica, Odetari, Asteria, The Front Bottoms, Scary Bitchers, The Cure, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Tally Hall, Fish in a birdcage, Will Wood, Marina and Kamaitachi!

୨୧┇Subjects: Art, History, Astronomy, Entomology and Meteorology

୨ৎ Before you interact! -'.🌊.'-

୨୧┇ I have the basic DNI criteria!

୨୧┇ I can take too long to respond!

୨୧┇ My dms are open, just don't be weird in a bad way, please!

୨୧┇ I use a lot of emoticons!

୨୧┇ I can get confused with tone tags sometimes, but I don't mind them at all!

୨୧┇ I WILL tell you random doll facts, you can't stop me /hj (but if you want me to stop just tell me please!)

୨୧┇ I'm really socially awkward and me English is terrible!

୨୧┇ I can be really literal sometimes!

୨୧┇ I'm obsessed with RTC, just warning you.

୨୧┇ Be free to befriend me, I don't mind at all! :D (please be friends with me, I'm really cool, I'm the real ka-ching, trust me) !

୨ৎ Extras! -'.🌊.'-

୨୧┇Fanfic Writer

୨୧┇Reality Shifter

୨୧┇Free Palestine 🇵🇸

୨୧┇Cartoons lover

୨୧┇You also can find me in A03! Theangelcatalogue ( I have to edit my profile lol)

୨୧┇Astrophile (Means a person who loves Astronomy and stars! And finds Joy and constantly gazes at the stars)

୨୧┇1# Majestic Rep Jane Doe fan!

୨୧┇ I love my moots!

୨୧┇Bad English and Bad grammar

[noodlefluid]

Hello! i've seen your rottmnt boys x reader that speaks spanish fanfic, and i really loved it! So, since my brazilian ass can't chill up, i'd like to make a request, can you please make an rottmnt turtles x reader that is brazilian? and like, always curses in portuguese and makes some Brazil tipcal food? (like brigadeiro, pastel, etc) Sorry if there is some gramatical error, my english sucks as hell, btw, hugs from Brazil! ❤✨

The tultol bois with a brazilian s/o

▪︎Sumary

you're brazilian...that's it

❥Type: Headcanon

 ❥Characters: Raph Leo Donnie Mikey Reader

 ❥Reader's pronouns: no mention

 ❥Relationship: romantic/dating

 ❥Autor notes: Hey! sorry for the wait. First, I make the spanish one cause I'm hispanic and of course I know the culture and language and all, so I don't feel really confident about this one, but I wanted to make it anyways (for the fans/hj), and on top of that, my country is the only one in south america that doesn't touch brazil (fun little fact) so it is a little shorter, hope you like it eitherway, it was really fun learn more stuff, I kinda wanna cook some food, it looks pretty yummy

Warning: swearing, fluff

Raphael

Loves your accent

He doesn't really understand what you're saying half of the time, would nod at everrything you're saying cause he's to afraid to ask

It is said that the tummy is the way to the heart, this boy ADORE your cousine, he gain a few extra pounds since he started dating you, his favorites dishes are pastel and feijoada

Try to learn portuguese, not very good at it

He trough "cabra/cabrao" was goat for an embarassing long time

Of course gives you he gave you a blow after he learned what it was

He try to stop you from swearing, but it was just impossible, and just accepted as part of you

Leonardo

My boy doesn't know the difference between portugal and brazil

"wait...so the language is called portuguse...not brazilian? ...u sure, love?"

Learn portuguese, he learn pretty fsst, since spanish and portuguese are kinda similar

The first thing he ask to you was to tell him all the bad words possible, he has unlimited power now

Likes to watch you cook, and of course, he gets to taste the food before his brothers do.

His favorite dish is probably empadão

he calls you colacao cause it sounds like coração (portuguese for heart), he have good intentions I swear (I have no idea if colacao exist in usa)

Donatello

He loves to hear you speak in portuguese even when he doesn't understand you most of the time

Hiperfixating over everything brazilian culture related, he wants to know more about where you came from

Of course he has to learn samba

One time he started dancing capoeira in the middle of a fight...no one noticed :(

He isn't really a fan of try new dishes, but he ocassionally would try some of your dishes, doesn't have any favorite

Learn portuguese as a surprise for you, he have a few problems with pronunciation, but it's pretty good besides that

Found it hilarious when you swear, those were the first word he learn since you use them so often

Michelangelo

Loves to cook with you, he really like to try new foods

Doesn't have a favorite dish, he just love everything you cook

Copy everithing you say, so he curses a lot with you, he doesn't know what he's saying, but he's being a supportive boyfriend

Once Raph learn you're making mikey swear...oh boy, good luck my friend

He praise your food as if it was made from god itself, he needs a few minute before eating, cause he gets all excited taking photos, complimenting you and showing it to his brothers

He loves being call "Meu anjo", he would make happy noises everytime you call him that, use it wisely

[thedaredevilsgirl]

Hi! I wanna request one where the non American!reader is in a established relationship with billy and starts fighting in their mother tongue during argument with billy and he doesn't understand but obviously thinks its cute

A/N: I am a Brazilian girl and my first language is Portuguese, so when I got this request I knew I had to make Billy have a Latin girlfriend, more specifically a Brazilian one, and it was a lot of fun to write this. Se tiver alguma brasileira ou brasileiro lendo isso saiba que eu escrevi isso pensando em você 🦋🦋

You look at watch once more. Billy had promised you that you would have dinner together that night, but he was already three hours late, he hadn't texted you at all, and he hadn't returned any of your calls, so you were growing more and more worried about him.

Maybe he and Frank had gone out to try to deal with the Rawlins situation, which only made you more nervous about your boyfriend's disappearance.

"Por favor, Billy, me atenda*" you mumble to yourself in portuguese as you try one more time to call him "Eu juro que eu vou te matar se você estiver morto*" the call drops to voicemail again.

You squeeze your cell phone between your fingers staring at it expecting the screen to glow with any notifications when Billy's voice sounds from the entrance to your room, your preoccupation had not allowed you to hear him entering your apartment.

"I'm home" he says as he takes off his suit and carefully places it on the bed.

You look him up and down looking for any kind of bruise on his body and are relieved to realize that he was fine, in his normal work clothes and not his combat suit, which means he was safe this whole time. But soon her concern and relief turns to anger.

"How was your day?" He asks leaning in to give you a kiss which you quickly dodge.

"How was my day? You must just be completely insane" you say indignantly.

"What happened?" he asks as if he really doesn't know the reason for your anger.

"We agreed to have dinner tonight Billy and you didn't show up".

"Shit, I knew I was forgetting something" his voice sounds really sorry which almost makes you forgive him immediately.

"Where were you?"

"I was going over some documents that I will need to sign next month and ended up missing the schedule."

"The same documents that you said you would give to solve only next month? The ones you said you would leave to do later so you could come to this crappy dinner tonight?" Your anger returns.

"Yeah..."

"Holy shit Billy, I spent the night worrying about you thinking something serious might have happened" you say nervously "Why didn't you call me to let me know you were going to be late, I would have understood it was a work situation."

"My cell phone battery died in the middle of the day and I didn't remember to charge it" he explains approaching you.

"So you'd rather let me think you were injured or bleeding to death in some alley than put your cell phone on charge and let me know you couldn't make it tonight?"

"Honey, I think you're exaggerating a little bit" he says carefully.

"Exagerando?*" you don't realize that you were not speaking in English "Você literalmente quase me faz ter um ataque do coração pensando que você estava machucado, me deixa completamente preocupada, eu literalmente estava chorando, e você diz que eu estou exagerando?*" your voice was full of anger "Vá para Nova York vai ser muito divertido, eles disseram*" you say ironically before finally looking at Billy again and see the smile that stamped on his face "Why are you smiling?"

"You were speaking in Portuguese" the smile on his face widens "I literally didn't understand a word you said, you should probably be cursing me for the tone of voice you used, but that doesn't matter, it was very lovely" he says moving closer and you soften a little at his words.

"I was just saying I was worried" you murmur more calmly "I'm afraid you're going to get hurt, I just want you to be okay Billy, I ... I'm afraid of losing you" your voice falters for a second.

"Honey" he hugs you tightly against his body as you lay your head on his chest listening to the soft beats of his heart "I didn't mean to make you worry, I promise I won't leave you and I also promise that from now on I will call or text you in case I am going to be late ok?" He leaves a kiss on the top of your head.

"Ok" you murmur as you control your tears.

"You should speak or yell more Portuguese with me, it's cute...and incredibly sexy" he says after a few minutes making you laugh.

You pull him into a tender yet thirsty kiss for him.

"Billy" he looks at you when you say his name "Eu amo você*"

"What does that mean?" He asks hoping it is something good.

"It means I love you" you explain.

"Aaa...Eu amo você"

He repeats it in a funny nightly way because of his accent which makes you smile happily.

Maybe people really were right and moving to New York was the best choice you ever made, it was definitely fun.

Translation:

*Please, Billy, answer me

*I swear I'll kill you if you're dead*

*Exaggerating?

*You literally almost gave me a heart attack thinking I was hurt, you had me completely worried, I was literally crying, and you say I'm overreacting?

*Go to New York, it'll be a lot of fun, they said.

* I love you

[kakairu-rocks]

We are excited to introduce our next shining star for the Creator Spotlight... Banshee!

This is an activity where we reach out to one of the talented people in our community each month to find out all about them and their kakairu creations, and then show them off to the world!

We hope you enjoy learning about Angela & her creations as much as we did. Please give her some love ❤️  

Pronouns: She/Her

Type of Creator: Writer

Where to find her:

AO3

Wattpad

Instagram

Twitter

Read the exciting interview below the cut, or on the forum!

If you would like a chance to be in the spotlight too, the only thing you have to do is be a member of the kakairu rocks forum, and be a creator; and we will contact you, ourselves!

Please note that the following responses have been translated from Portuguese to English by mod @kakairu-shrine​, with the help of online translation services. We don't believe that language barriers should stop creators from being in the spotlight, so we're trying our best to make sure that people who aren't as familiar with English can be included, too!

1. How long have you been creating KakaIru fanworks?

Since 2020, when I published my first story, “Meio Homem” (“Half a Man”) on Wattpad.

2. What are you working on right now?

I never focus on one thing, which is bad. But at the moment, I’m finishing “Ainda Existe Nós?” (“Is There Still Us?”) and looking for inspiration to continue “1732 - O Ano do Vampiro” ("1732 - the Year Of The Vampire”), featuring our beloved vampire Kakashi. And I have approximately 20 prompts to finish, including 5 long fics. I have a lot of work to do. Hopefully I can get it all done this year.

3. What is your favourite trope to create for?

I love working with dramas, making readers move, cry along, and suffer with them. If it has a happy ending, that’s fine, and if it ends sad, that’s okay, too. But I also like to write lighter things, the process of getting to know each other, falling in love, understanding how the other works, and accepting their qualities and flaws.

4. Which of your creations is your favourite, and why?

I believe it’s “Reminiscence”. It talks about things we wouldn’t even dream of losing, where forgetfulness is something that has great consequences for both Kakashi and Iruka, especially for Iruka. This is a story where he suffers the most. It’s my biggest, with 39 chapters; and I loved writing each one of them.

5. Do you have any WIPs you’re excited about?

I have one about how Kakashi got his eight dogs and a boyfriend. It’s an alternate universe, more for our time and reality. There’s a lot of confusion, and of course, a dose of drama. I hope to finish it soon, “Eu, você e… oito cachorros” (“Me, you and… eight dogs”).

6. Do you have any original characters? If so, tell us about them!

Well, I have Sun, which was created to honor my WhatsApp group called “Sunflowers”. She appears in “Reminiscence” and has even been Kakashi and Iruka’s daughter in other stories. She is an amazing girl, always willing to help those in need, and does everything for friends.

This is Sun, made by Lana. I don’t have any socials of hers, because we ended up losing contact.

7. What was your hardest piece to create, and why?

“A missão fracassada do Time 7” (“Team 7’s failed mission”), which is about 30 fanfics made for KakaIru Month May 2021. I had difficulties with the themes and plots I was developing - nothing seemed good enough, and this is one of my least favorite stories. Maybe because I think the plot was forced and it didn’t turn out the way I’d like. Everything seemed to run so fast.

8. Do you have any favourite scenes from something you’ve created?

I’ve never stopped to think about it before, but now, at the moment, I believe it is a scene from “Amor ao primeiro gesto” (“Love at first gesture”), where Iruka meets Kakashi; and by training, he soon understands that Kakashi only speaks through sign language, and they begin to talk.

I did a lot of research to understand how LIBRAS (Brazilian Sign Language) works and tried my best to describe the gestures correctly. I believe it turned out well. It was fun to write about, especially the end of the story, with Obito being Iruka’s jealous brother (yes, I’m on this trip of Iruka and Obito being Hashirama and Madara’s children 😆 😆 😆)

9. Where does your inspiration come from?

Books, series, songs, sometimes even phrases that I read. I am a book lover, always looking to read new and different things. But inspiration often comes when I am distracted, and my thoughts flying, and a “What if…” comes to mind.

"What if Iruka was kidnapped?” "What if Kakashi was a hit man?” “What if they split up?”

Maybe this will be part of something for the future, who knows…

10. Which of your creations is the most meaningful to you, and why?

It’s difficult to choose just one, but I choose “Meio Homem” (“Half a Man”). It was the first fic I wrote about Kakashi and Iruka, where my love for this incredible ship began. They have a wonderful dynamic and are companions in this piece.

“Meio Homem” talks about the challenges of a person who is in a wheelchair, feeling incomplete; and in the middle of all this, two children appear in need of affection and attention. Iruka is Kakashi’s companion and shows Kakashi that he is more than he believes.

I have such a passion for this story that it is deserving of a re-read; and who knows, soon there might be an original version, which I am also working on, studying and learning more about to enter the original book market.

[horanghaechan]

LOVER (M.G) - Chapter 5

pairing: Michael Gray x original female character chapter: 5 pov: written in 3rd person genre: ‘rivals to lovers’, romance, mature content/smut, fluffy? warnings: S3 spoilers, non canon stuff. main character is BRAZILIAN therefore, there are references to 1920's brazil. keep in mind that the world at that time wasn't like the world we live nowadays, so there are offensive behaviours along the story. read at your own risk. english is not my first language, so any mistakes please tell me <3 disclaimer: this is the english translation of my portuguese fic 'Lover', based on Taylor Swift songs and Peaky Blinders S1-S3. This is PURE fanfiction.

Wadbury Park, Mendip Hills, Somerset, England, 1924

She would ignore him.

That was it. It was decided.

There was no other way to handle that matter. Maria Clara didn’t have the guts to face him after what happened. The situation was beyond ridiculous… Worse than pathetic.

An hour after she had left the orchard, she remained hidden in her room, dying of hunger and shame. Ana Vera offered to go downstairs and request a private luncheon, claiming that Marie had a sudden migraine crisis. It wasn’t that far from reality, but Maria Clara’s migraine had a name, surname and a wonderful mouth.

Strong, decisive knocks echoed from the door.

She ignored it and continued to comb her hair, because if it was Ana Vera, she’d know that she could just enter without knocking.

More knocks, this time louder.

The person would probably break the door soon.

“Maria Clara.”

Oh, Lord, could it get worse?! Of course it could.

Her love life was a poorly written cliché.

“Maria Clara, you have five seconds to open it or else I’ll break in.”

She sucked in a breath, squeezing the brush handle to ease her anxiety. Why didn’t fate spare her the humiliation? Was she such a sinner to suffer like that?

Michael entered, thanking heavens it wasn’t locked, as he didn’t want to break the wood. The Brazilian was sitting in front of a dressing table; her face was reflected in the mirror... And her expression indicated only panic – the exact same face she made after they had stopped kissing and she finally understood what had happened.

It was… Fun, to be honest. He never imagined that Marie would be shy next to him, let alone that she would want to kiss him. Or that she had never been kissed.

“Mrs. Pearson is worried about you and made a big fuss, she already had the menu changed twice with light foods... And she called in a doctor.”

“She did what?!” Marie turned to him, flabbergasted.

Oh, bad idea!

Her attention was drawn to Michael’s lips, and she could clearly recall the whole ‘orchard tragedy’. Mayday! Mayday!

“She summoned a doctor.”

“For God’s sake!”

“Why are you so surprised?” He inquired. “Are you really sick, though? This morning you were completely fine, and suddenly, you’re hit with migraine and lack of appetite?”

She wanted the Earth to crack open and swallow her to the pits of hell.

Why did Mrs. Pearson have to be so nosy?!

“Listen Michael, I’m not sick.” She rolled her eyes, annoyed and embarrassed. “Turns out I didn’t want to socialise during the afternoon, but I was going to show up at night. Is there any way you can cancel the doctor and control that woman, please?!”

He grinned, making the situation worse.

“I can’t believe you lied about that!”

“Are you going to help me or not?”

“What will I get in return?”

“Doing a good deed to someone in need isn’t enough?” Marie asked, exasperated.

“No.” His smirk got larger, green eyes intensifying with mirth.

“Well, I don’t know! What you want? A new horse? A suit? That I give you credit for the next deal made on my behalf for the Shelby Company?”

Michael crossed his arms, contemplating the suggestions. They were good, but there seemed to be one point missing: none of them would make Maria Clara livid, irate. And what’s the pleasure in getting something from her that wasn’t going to piss her off?

“One week, Your Grace.” He declared. “One week of smoking around you without hearing any complaints or having to put them out.”

She gritted her teeth, wrath bubbling in.

“Deal.” Marie consented. “Now make haste before the doctor arrives!”

“Your wish is my command, milady.” With an exaggerated flourish, Michael left.

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Arrow House, Birmingham, West Midlands, England, 1924

Polly regarded Marie and Michael with worried eyes, for her son was smoking right by her side and the Brazilian remained silent. She also noticed that Marie did her best not to look at her him, speaking only the necessary – in case they required her to do so. What had happened over the weekend would remain a mystery, since now they had more serious problems other than a fight between those two young forces.

“Tommy left a specific order to receive.” Ada commented. “You go first, he wants updates on the business and the Pearsons’ party.”

“We’ll go first?!” Michael exclaimed, as astonished as Maria Clara. They were surprised by the request, as Tommy usually saw his brothers before anyone else.

“That’s what he asked for.”

Marie nodded, puzzled. She knew grief would make him different, but that was uncharacteristic even by his standards. She hoped the other two Shelbys wouldn’t be offended by the line-up, for it wasn’t anyone’s fault… Not even Tommy’s.

Polly told them to give only good news. Luckily, the weekend had been fruitful – no, it wasn’t an intentional pun about the ‘orchard tragedy’ – and there was only one ‘small’ caveat when it came to Grace… People (sponsors and the Ton, actually) thought it might be not only fitting, but also polite to name the Institute after her, and both Marie and Michael were fairly certain that Tommy would not object to such a change.

“How are the finances?” He asked after hearing Marie’s small summary about the party, face as blank as a paper sheet.

“They weren’t affected.” Polly replied.

“Actually, the numbers have increased a bit.” Michael looked at Marie, as if searching for support. Everyone was afraid to step into forbidden territory. “Donations to the Institute tripled... The board suggested calling it the ‘Grace Shelby Institute’.”

Tommy started pressing his cigarette into the ashtray, over and over. His expression didn’t change for a second apart from the seriousness in his stare and a faint note of pain.

Maria Clara preferred to remain silent, letting his family speak. It didn’t take the most observant person on Earth to notice that Mr. Shelby wasn’t grieving. Sleeping outside his own house?! Not being near his child?! It looked as though he’d erased that night of his mind… And if not, he was doing a magnificent job ignoring it.

“Tell the board the name has been accepted.” Was his verdict.

Michael shot Polly a look, as Marie continued staring at Tommy.

“This is a list of other things I want done.” Tommy held up a sheet for Polly to take. “That’s all, lads.” They stood up and Polly tried to say something else, but Mr. Shelby was adamant. With a wave, he dismissed them. Not before saying “Well done, you three.”

When they left the room, Arthur and John were already there. As expected, they were not happy with their brother’s line-up; and although they never directly spoke to Marie at all or used harsh words towards her, she felt the weight of their outburst.

“I thought it was a fucking family reunion.” John spat. “Everybody together.”

Polly and Ada conducted the conversation diplomatically, trying to calm things down, and Maria Clara remained invisible. After seeing Tommy in such pain, she ran out of energy for other problems. She couldn’t imagine anything at the moment that was sadder than losing the love of one’s life... Well, maybe losing all their loved ones... Either way, both options were way more wretched than her boss’ line-up.

“Ana.” She looked at her lady-in-waiting that was standing by the fireplace. As usual, the two spoke in Portuguese. “I’m going for a walk outside, if you want to rest, go on. I don’t think I’ll need help for the rest of the day.”

“Wouldn’t you like a companion on your stroll?”

“No, thanks.” She dismissed. “You’ve gone with me to Wadbury Park the whole weekend, get some rest now.” Marie forced a sweet, relaxing smile.

“Alright, sinhazinha.” Bowing, Ana Vera left the hall.

As he watched the Portuguese dialogue, Michael lit a cigarette and stared at her.

“Your tone is different, yes, but not in the same way as when you talk to your father.”

Marie turned to him, surprised and a little confused by his approach to the subject.

“Maybe it’s affection, then. It’s my father, after all.”

“Probably.” And as if he hadn’t said anything unusual, he turned to Polly. “Mum, did you know that Maria Clara climbs trees and hangs on their branches like a monkey?”

Her face flushed at the words he’d chosen.

“Michael, that’s rude! You can’t compare a lady to a monkey!”

“Why’s that? You looked like one, though, moving so confidently well.”

“Were you used to climbing trees, Marie?” Polly’s gaze fell on her, interested.

“Pros of practically living your whole life in a farm.” The Brazilian nodded. “Even though we have a city house, my parents always preferred to be more secluded... So did I, to be honest. I had more freedom and felt completely happy there.”

“Do you miss living in a farm?”

“No, not here in England.” She was sincere. “Because I have a job and it seems more interesting than my married life in Brazil would probably be.”

“I can’t even imagine you being an obedient, quiet wife.” Michael frowned, as if validating the hypothesis. “Your father must have been crazy when he thought of that.”

“I’m a dutiful daughter!” Marie rolled her eyes. “And he didn’t want me to be a passive wife like that, Papa always wanted me to be happy.”

“Is that why he tried to marry Pearson?”

“Oh, Michael, for God’s sake!” She growled. She had learned over the years with the Blinders that she growled very well. And quite often.

“Did I lie?”

“You don’t know anything about my engagement to Robert, so refrain from commenting! My father is an honourable and understanding man!” Marie scoffed.

Well, the most honourable and understanding that the head of an extensive and traditional post-transition Brazil Empire-Brazil Republic family could be. At least, he’d given her a chance to be happy on her own before he’d arranged her marriage.

“I didn’t say he was neither one nor the other.” Michael shrugged, amused by her outrage. “I just questioned the fact that ‘happiness’ and being pushed into a snobby Brit don’t seem to be part of the same equation, Your Grace. Forgive me.”

“What makes you think Robert is snobby?” She frowned.

“Ah, forgive me again, milady. It’s not ‘snobby’, it’s ‘noble of character’.”

His voice dripped with sarcasm and it only made her seethe.

“I admit Robert and I are not a good match, but I already told you that he is a gentleman! This is something we women look for in a husband.”

“Ah, this conversation again.” Michael looked at his mother, who was standing next to them, watching the duo with clear amusement. “Mum, Maria Clara told me this weekend that when I’m not trying to be the biggest scoundrel on Earth, my manners are remarkable.” The way Marie blushed proved his comment to be true. “She praised me, can you believe it?! She praised me without asking for anything in return!”

Or almost that, since they ended up kissing, after all.

Marie wanted the world to crack open and swallow her.

“Oh, really?” Polly chuckled. “I’m flattered you think something good of him, dear.”

Oh, if she only knew...

“It is a pity that these slips of civility directed at me occur ever so rarely.” Maria Clara congratulated herself for the impersonal and ironic tone she acquired.

“Maybe Michael should work on it.” The elder suggested. “You could teach him one of those etiquette classes you give me…” The rest of the sentence was interrupted by Arthur and John. They were less hostile than when they had entered, but still displeased.

Ada and Marie exchanged a knowing, concerned glance. Her brain came up with the only way she thought possible (at the moment) to prevent a clash: taking Michael’s hand and dragging him towards the front door, so they could go to the garden.

“We’re going for a walk.” She spoke loudly, looking over her shoulder. “Michael promised I could see Apollo and maybe we could go for a ride.” She lied, squeezing him tightly.

“Sure! Don’t forget to come back for the afternoon tea!” Ada waved exaggeratedly.

Walking down the small staircase steps, Michael was about to shake his arm when she finally let go. The two stared at each other stubbornly.

“What the fuck was that?”

“Your cousins ​​were furious and ready to cause havoc, I took you out of there so you wouldn’t get carried away by the teasing!”

“They weren’t going to...”

“Yes, they would.” She cut him off. “Come on, it won’t hurt to escort me to the stable and help me with Apollo, will it? No.” Marie spoke quickly, anxious. “I won’t take much of your precious time, Mr. Gray.”

“As if you need help handling your own horse.” He rolled his eyes. “Still, are you going to ride it like this? No trousers?! Or a proper female riding habit?”

Maria Clara limited herself to sighing tiredly, heading towards the coach house. Despite knowing it was meaningless, he followed her – ‘cause deep down, she was right.

Apollo was quiet in his stall, but when Marie stood before him, the horse chuffed affectionately. With a lump of sugar, she held the animal’s undivided attention.

“Sorry for neglecting you these weeks.” Marie pouted, speaking in Portuguese. Michael fought back a smile, keeping his face stolid. “Nonetheless, I’m here today and I promise we’ll catch up on some rides.”

Apollo sniffed her, searching for more treats. His mood was very different from Rui Patrício’s, mainly because sweets used to make him affable... Now Rui? Not all the food in the world. Curly, the stable’s exclusive keeper, always kept her up to date on Apollo’s performance and emotional status; it was very gratifying that someone so passionate about horses was taking care of hers. Michael entered the stall to be greeted with a indignant whinny. The animal reflected his owner’s skittish personality, sometimes... However, for Michael, Apollo had been overly spoiled. It was no secret that Marie set aside a generous amount for the Arabian’s care, and that he had only the best. To complete the pampering, she didn’t stay away from him for long periods.

“I think Curly kept the new saddle somewhere in the vicinity.” The Brazilian commented, looking around her. “The old one seemed to squeeze Apollo’s back, so I asked him to buy a new one. I’ll probably leave the older for tests and riding on mares.”

“I don’t think it will make any difference with adult mares.” He analysed the Arab. “Depending on the size of an Arabian horse, females can be equally large.”

“Hm...” Marie let out a resigned sigh. “You’re right.” She nodded, stroking Apollo’s mane. “I hate it when you’re right.” Her voice was low, but Michael heard her.

“Yeah, so I’ve heard.”

Just before we kissed...

He was polite enough not to add it.

“What did Tommy put on that list?” She deflected.

“I have no idea, but my mother will tell us when the time is right.”

“I hope it doesn’t involve anything too extreme.” Lucky for her, she found Apollo’s saddle hanging in the stall next to his, which was empty. So, she went out to get it and that made it possible to put some distance away from Michael for a few seconds. It wasn’t healthy to be around him with a fresh memory of the orchard. “Tommy should take a few weeks off, he’s grieving, and it can cloud his judgment, making him act on impulse.”

That was a pretty hypocritical thought on her part, wasn’t it?

“You can’t take a break with the Sabinis and the Solomons about, Maria Clara.”

“Alfie doesn’t seem the type to cause problems for the Blinders at the moment, since what happened doesn’t concern him.” She handed the harness to Michael.

“At the moment.” He agreed. “Even if he is not directly connected to what happened, there are ways to benefit from it... And the only side Alfie chooses is the side that gives him advantages. You can’t forget about that.”

“But Alfie...”

“Maria Clara, Alfie is as ruthless as Tommy. Worse, even. He betrays people without hesitating and will do whatever is necessary to ensure his own survival, alright? You can’t trust him, and I advise you to stop romanticizing everything he does.”

“I’m just trying to say that he is a smart man and doesn’t seem silly enough to me to act unreasonably in the current situation.” She crossed her arms, cranky.

Okay, okay. It wouldn’t come as a surprise if he changed sides again, but Alfie had been polite and pleasant the few times they’d seen each other, and his eyes were full of wisdom... He had an implicit air of experience and caution, something she didn’t notice in Tommy’s other rivals – or Peaky Blinders’, on the rare occasions she met their enemies.

“Do you want to use politeness here too?”

“No, Michael. It was just my point of view!” She snapped.

“Your point of view is wrong.” Michael declared.

“Got it, Mr. Know-It-All.”

Silence reigned after that.

Finishing with tightening the mouthpieces to keep the halter in place, Michael offered his hand to Maria Clara, intending to help her onto Apollo. Reluctantly, she accepted. There was no longer the blatant hostility between them, but there was still a lot of nagging and lack of patience. Making an argument out of any subject – such as Alfie’s – was proof that even after one awkward, intimate moment (the kiss), nothing had drastically changed.

“If you don’t show up for tea, my mother will be upset.” He reminded her.

“I’ll be back just in time.”

“Be careful with where you roam, it’s still dangerous to wander around alone.”

“I won’t go very far.” Marie tried to lower her dress, since in that position it went up above her knees. “I’m not comfortable to stay like this for a long time.”

“Right.” Michael let his gaze quickly pass over the exposed chunk of thigh.

“Let’s go, garotão?” The Portuguese brought the boy’s attention to her mouth.

It was interesting that he was so aware of her when she spoke in her mother tongue. Maybe it reminded him of Polly and his cousins ​​speaking Shelta or Rokka, but... It also meant something else; he just wasn’t sure what.

She disappeared from the stable in the blink of an eye, leaving only a mixture of horse smell and feminine perfume. Michael straightened his coat and went back inside the house, because there was no point in standing there like a fool waiting for her to come back.

The cold wind hit Maria Clara’s face as she and Apollo ‘explored’ Arrow House. She’d been riding for nearly forty minutes now, and already felt lighter and happier than she’d felt most of the week; however, because of her clothes and the tight schedule, she couldn’t stay outside longer. Without much choice, she neared the barns, making Apollo jump over some fences just for the fun of it.

After placing him comfortably in his respective stall, Marie removed her gloves and took a deep breath: a few more hours socializing with Michael until she could lock herself in her room without raising suspicion. As she approached the house, she noticed a caravan on the road. It was probably the Lees, or even Esme and the kids, arriving for the night.

She would have overlooked the fact if it hadn’t been for one of the housekeepers coming downstairs with Charlie and a small suitcase. Leaning against a window, Marie examined the car… It was empty.

No one arrived. It actually meant that someone was leaving.

Charlie leaving?!

Tommy leaving.

A scream escaped her lips, and she soon began to run towards the stairs.

“POLLY!” She yelled the first person that crossed her mind. “ADA! ARTHUR!” Marie climbed the steps while she shouted. “JOHN!”

When she reached the second floor, she heard her name coming from downstairs. She turned around, looking at the top of the stairs and finding Finn with a cigar in his hand.

“What happened? Why are you screaming?”

“Tommy!” Her voice came out strangled. “He’s going out with Charlie! Suitcases!”

“What?” The younger Shelby frowned. It only took a second for him to connect the dots, and his expression changed to concern. “I’ll call the others!” He came down.

Maria Clara nodded, rushing for the stairs in hopes of meeting Tommy and asking what the hell was he planning, and why he hadn’t mentioned it to anyone. Her panic grew as she opened the doors to several rooms, without succeeding in finding him.

“Fuck, Tommy!” It was rare for her to curse, however, the word slipped out whenever she was stressed or frightened.

Leaping two steps at a time, Marie arrived just in time to see all the Shelbys heading out of the house. Following them, her heart skipped a beat at the scene.

Inside the caravan, which was already passing through the entrance gate, were Tommy and Charlie. The horrible, unscrupulous man didn’t even have the decency to wave at them! John and Arthur were screaming, trying to at least reach the car, but they couldn’t.

“He left us a note.” Ada appeared beside her, holding a partially folded sheet.

To everyone’s ‘relief’, he’d be away for only three days, as he was going to Wales. He didn’t offer any explanations or any other clues, as usual. This Shelbys’ addiction for mystery sometimes drove Marie insane. This situation was one of them.

“We’ll cancel the tea.” Polly commented. “We’d better drink whiskey.”

Everyone nodded, still in shock from the unexpected escapade.

After a few shots, Marie went upstairs to shower and rest. As Polly had suggested (ordered) they dine together, so she took some time to choose what to wear: she didn’t have to wear black for the rest of the month, but it wasn’t polite to wear bright or vibrant colours. Knowing that she worked well with green tones, she opted for a straight dress in very dark green velvet, with almost imperceptible pleats and bell sleeves. She pinned her bangs to the side with a pearl barrette, pairing it with discreet pearl earrings and a solitaire ring she’d earned from her father at her debut party. She had always preferred pearls to diamonds.

As she reached the hall, she heard a loud, sharp thud, the sound resembling very much a gunshot. It came from the back of the house, and curiosity/worry prickled through her whole body. It was risky going outside alone, but luckily for her, Polly emerged from somewhere – also confused by the noise.

“The boys are out there...” The woman didn’t need to finish her sentence.

The two almost ran.

Maybe it was a good thing they arrived quickly, because the whole scene looked like something out of a horror book: Michael had a gun pointed below Arthur’s eye, the atmosphere so tense one could cut it with a knife. Maria Clara’s heart stopped beating, panic coursing through her veins at breakneck speed.

“What’s going on here?” Polly asked, looking calm, but it was possible to see in her expression the mixture of tension and concern.

“Polly, we’re just... Teaching our boss about our side of the business.” Arthur replied, his voice low and controlled. The three men appeared to be in a trance.

“Michael,” The woman looked at him. “get inside!”

The order was clear and Michael didn’t answer back nor resisted. He started to walk away, stowing the gun somewhere in his coat, but then turned around. Marie swallowed hard, noticing how riled up and hostile he was… Even to his own mother.

“I’m not a fucking child anymore.” His hoarse, low timbre was charming for several reasons, however, at that moment, it didn’t sound appealing.

He turned his back to Polly, not expecting any retaliation. Maria Clara was outraged by the way he treated her, but before she could even try to scold him, Polly gave her a discreet nod at his direction. Oh, it made some sense. While Marie dealt with a rabid bull, Polly would be dealing with the other two.

Following Michael, she struggled to remain silent. He had a gun and was pissed off, not the best person to discuss family hierarchy or manners.

They were almost near the library when Michael stopped and turned to face her.

“What do you want?”

“N-nothing?!” Marie stalled in place.

“Then why are you following me?”

“I just...”

“I don’t need a nanny, Your Grace.” He interrupted her.

“I wouldn’t... I mean, I’m not...”

She stopped mid-sentence, because suddenly Michael had her backed against the wall. His face was so close Marie could smell the alcohol and feel the heat of his breath. So, up close, his green eyes were darker than she’d ever seen them.

“You know what, milady?” He started. “Everyone seemed to choose today to vex the shit out of me and I got tired.” A small pause, as if he reflected on something. “I’m tired.”

“It’s u-understandable, of course.” Marie swallowed, uncomfortable and distressed. Nothing good could come out of Michael’s body so close to hers… The problem wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, it was that she didn’t trust herself.

Once she’d caught a glimpse of what it was like to kiss him, how spectacular the moment was, her head and her heart wanted more.

“So I had to vent.”

“I-I don’t think shooting your own family is the best way.”

His low, husky chuckle was out of this world and made him devilishly charming. Good God, it would help if he was less handsome!

“They were teaching me to shoot, Maria Clara.”

“I see.” She cleared her throat. “You do realise we can have this conversation respecting each other’s personal space, right? No need to squeeze me against a wall!”

“Ah, that’s funny. I thought you liked being around me... Or at least, that’s what I thought when we were in the orchard.”

The only thing Marie liked was when she didn’t feel embarrassed.

“Michael, you’re drunk and angry.” She tried to reason with him. “Why don’t you let go off me and we’ll eat something? It’s better than taking it out on me with cruel comments, because…” She stared at the knot in his tie, her throat tightening. “I may seem strong and tease you back, but your words hurt me. A lot. So, just for today, how about a truce? I don’t have the energy to argue…” He lifted her face, touching her ever so gently. The sensation was so foreign that Marie allowed herself to melt a little.

“Shhh.” Michael’s mouth slammed into hers, stealing a brief kiss, more to silence her than to actually kiss her. Thanks to the alcohol in his veins, he felt his body light and relaxed enough not to measure his own actions. “I wasn’t going to fight with you, Your Grace.” He whispered against her lips. “I was going to ask for comfort. I was hoping you’d cheer me up by saying something like ‘Next time, I’ll remind the boys that I’m the only person who can piss you off’... Or that you’d speak Portuguese to bless my ears a bit.”

“Y-you’re messing with me.” Despite her offended tone, Marie’s fingers gripped the lapels of his suit tightly, as if she was afraid he would leave.

“Am I?”

Michael kissed her again, more intensely. That sounded like a joke, by any chance?! Alright, they didn’t have the best relationship history, but he’d had a horrible day and had been thinking about the orchard pretty much the whole time. Maria Clara still struggled to keep up with the rhythm, she remained confused about what to do with her tongue and where to put her hands. It was something new to be with an inexperienced girl, and maybe that’s why he felt addicted – although he never knew how to hold back his impulses.

Besides, he was drunk and angry, so nothing better than some female attention to sooth him down, right?!

He almost smiled as she threaded her fingers through his hair, ruffling it, nearly feeling strand by strand pulling away from the gel. Gradually, she relaxed in his arms and began to respond more naturally to the caress. Michael knew the exact moment when Marie finally stopped thinking about what was happening and let herself go.

However, since happiness was scarce in a Blinder’s life, someone interrupted them.

“I don’t know if you guys planned on keeping this a secret,” Lizzie’s voice echoed from somewhere in the hall. “but making out in the lobby is not the best option.”

Maria Clara pushed him so hard that he staggered, taken by surprise.

“Lizzie!” She cleared her throat, straightening her posture. “It’s not what you’re thinking!”

“You don’t need to explain yourself, Marie. I know well the power a Shelby.”

Michael thought of pointing out that he was actually a ‘Gray’, only it wouldn’t make any difference.

“Tommy isn’t here.” Marie spoke instead, chest rising and cheeks flaming.

“So I’ve heard.” Lizzie shrugged, masking all the pain and jealousy. “Ada called me, she promised a dinner and said we had some company matters to organise...”

“Oh. Of course, obviously! Polly should be coming in by now.” Maria Clara rushed away from the wall, her posture straight. “I’ll escort you to the living room.”

Doing her best to pretend that Michael didn’t exist, despite her racing heart, she took her friend by the hand and began to chatter about Mr. Shelby’s escapade.