#is there a reason that everyone who speaks english speaks it with an australian accent?

[secondbeatsongs]

someone really needs to make out with porsche when he's sober for once

[authormars]

World building headcanon time!

There are three main languages among the three realms (we aren't counting the various human languages. We're talking what sorcerers use to communicate with other beings)

Devildom: Demonic

Celestial Realm: Angelic/Celestial

Sorcerers: Common

I will talk in depth about all of them

Demonic

Demonic is the language of demons, but it has differing words and accents depending on where you're from. There's one for each ring and one for the royals.

The sound of Demonic is very rough sounding. If it were a human language, it would be like Russian or Slovak because most words sound harsh or angry. Demonic is comprised of hissed and growls and clicks, because in the age of Savagery (before Diavolo's father's rule) they were mostly sin creatures who did nothing but attack and tempt others.

Demonic gives you a mostly American sounding accent for many variations when speaking Common, though older demons have a more Russian sounding accent (looking at you Barb) due to changes in the language.

Celestial

Celestial/Angelic is the language of angels. It used to be called Angelic, but when Heaven was changed to the Celestial Realm to be more accommodating to non-christian souls, so was the language. Celestial has different accents based on age and what you were trained as.

The sound of Celestial is very romantic. Their words slide and blend together in a way that sounds beautiful but is also very hard to learn and speak. If it were a human language, I'd say it would be similar to Spanish, French, Latin, any of the romantic languages. It's where many ancient human languages stemmed from.

Celestial can give you many different accents when speaking Common. Most of the archangels, including Lucifer, have a more stereotypical British accent to their words while guards such as Beel have an almost Australian tint to it. Mammon got his accent from Michael, who has his own special variant of Celestial due to... reasons according to my universe, but has since changed his accent to be more stereotypical English.

Common

The most boring of all the languages, Common is what most beings have to learn to communicate. Most of the brothers didn't bother learning it until the fall (only Lucifer and Mammon could speak it fluently).

It's also referred to as the language of sorcerers and was created by King Solomon the Wise (while collaborating with Barbatos) so all three realms could easily communicate without translators (though the archangels do still prefer translators bc some of them think they're better than everyone. Michael)

If you have any questions or additions, feel free to reblog or send me an ask. I normally respond

[korshrimpski]

WHAT CHAOS: Jordan Spence has the NHL's most interesting backstory

my favourite moments from this podcast [Youtube] [Spotify]

First of all they open the podcast like this: "You are the only player from Manly, Australia. Do you feel pressure being the NHL's only Manly man?"

One of the big reasons why the spence family moved to canada was too see what jordan could do playing hockey at a higher level because Japan's big sports is baseball (which he used to play) so hockey was kinda in the background

Spenny mentions how he got into hockey because his dad used to play it growing up. And he also explains where his passion for hockey outgrew baseball is when he would go visit Prince Edward Island in the Spring to play Spring hockey tournaments.

Jordan talks about youth hockey in Japan and how he played people older than him and when he moved to P.E.I people would ask him if there was even hockey in Japan, which was a very common question.

The host asked, "Have you ever crossed paths with Aito Iguchi?" who is a very popular japanese player and used to make hockey content on youtube. And this is another common question spenny is asked (btw the answer is no, he has never skated with him)

They asked if spenny ever had to do early morning training in japan and spenny didn't have any morning practices and the host find that wild

SPENNY TRIVIA #1: he had to travel an hour to go to his team in Japan

There is apparently a lot of Canadian hockey players that live in japan to play pro there so spenny found it cool growing up focusing on their skills and all that (ik i'm terrible at writing and explaining things, please forgive me)

He was not a chirper when he was younger

Part 1 of my favourite part of the podcast: context; when spenny moved to canada he didn't know english. And something that helped him understand english he asked his teammates "what are some bad words i can say" and in return he would teach them bad Japanese swear words

Part 2 of my favourite part of the podcast: when spenny was first trying to learn english he would speak in 3rd person and to quote, "so i would be like, 'oh Jordan hungry' or like, 'Jordan go to bed.'" LIKE?!? that isfucking beautiful i love it so much

then the host actually makes a funny joke saying that it's devastating spenny's english progressed from there because it would be intimidating if he said something like, "Jordan dropping 'em."

they ask about him being trilingual and this is his reaction (please he's so funny)

14. He would like to think he is trilingual but he kinda isn't? Like he can speak japanese and english.

15. But with french he would like it to be known that when Phillip Danault speaks french to him he can understand it, he just finds it tough speaking french.

16. he picked up french because of school and in the Q a lot of people speak french and when he was traded to Val-d'Or (north quebec),everyone spoke french so he had to learn.

17. he called phillip danault 'the man' twice because they were talking about how he was so popular in quebec and montreal

18. he also found it funny that people would speak french in front of them thinking they won't understand it but spenny would (i wish they delved into this more but sadly they didn't)

19. he found the australia experience very awesome and mentions how a lot of content was around him and how that was cool. But at the same time it was weird for him because he doesn't really feel connected to australia because he was only there for a year and a half and has no memory of it, so he felt like an imposter being called australian (I an australian dub the, Jordan Spence, to be a honorary aussie)

20. spenny wishes he had an aussie accent and him saying this made me feel very powerful like yes.... hehehe we are amazing.. hehe

21. then one of the host says, "Imagine if you were out their still having not finished learning English also speaking in an Australian accent." spenny cuts in and says, "third person as well." then the host continues, "third person as well... but doing like 'Jordan hungry' in australian accent, man you'd be, you'd have outrageous endorsement deals." | Like i'm so sorry i found this so funny because now i'm imagining spenny with a mangled aussie accent saying "jordan dropping 'em" and its beautiful 😭😭

22. then spenny does an... okay ish aussie accent. Idk it sounds the same as all the other non-aussies saying "good 'ay mate"

23. QUINTON BYFIELD MENTION 🗣️ (context: the host mentions how spenny learn qb was german through their podcast)

24. also this moment, "I had no clue (context: qb was part german). And you know, I'm really close with him... You know we hang out all the time." Like physically i am well, emotionally my heart has swollen 2 times

25. then they move onto talking about fantasy football and i'm sorry i don't understand fantasy football (i simply cannot comprehend NFL, so this bits going to be with the things i do understand) which is: qb and spenny have been team owners together for the past two year and so far their top guy isn't doing well

26. "whats [qb] like as a buddy?" 27. "he's such a goofball, it's actually crazy." JORDAN SPENCE DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW UNWELL YOU JUST MAKE ME "he's such a goofball" SPENNY AAHAHAHHA

28. hold on the answer continues, "He's such a goofball, it's actually crazy. It's funny for me you know, cause like I know how he is around the boys and like a great guy like he loves fooling around with the guys, you know pranking guys, joking around. And then you'll be- I'll be beside him, he'll just be doing the media and he's like dead serious. And it's like so funny to me cause like that's pretty much the only time he's serious is if he's doing something for the media or obviously when he's playing. So like he's you know, everyone loves him and he's a great player and you know, i'm, we hang out all the time and it's a lot of fun but it's, that's like on of the biggest thing that's kinda funny is the only time he's serious is like when he's playing hockey really." LIKE YES SPENNY!! ramble about your bestie (he's like me fr i will talk about my friends all day long)

29. One time qb and spenny were spotted on an ebike together and the host ask if doubling up on an ebike is a regular occurance and spenny says, "um yeah i think." and the host is like me fr saying, "fuck yeah." to the info

30. they ask about halloween and if spenny and qb have a couples costume planned and they don't. and spenny explains last years costume and how quinton suggested it and how it was very last minute.

31. also spenny is wearing a mets hat but he's not a mets fan he's just a fan of cool hats

32. then they start talking about baseball... i do not understand baseball either,, sorry. I'll try my best for this bit.

33. spenny likes baseball but doesn't have any teams and he usually watchs games for japanese players. and he would love to mention shohei ohtani

34. they ask him his relationship with drew doughty because spenny's family dog is named after hi. Because growing up jordan didn't really root for any team he mainly had players (his top 3 players were, Erik Karlsson, Kris Letang and Drew Doughty (doughty being his fav))

35. spenny calls drew a "goofball" in his rant about how cool drew doughty is and can i just say i love spenny describing people as goofballs

36. after the draft he is asked a questionnaire and one of the questions is "do you have a pet if so what is their name" and jordan was sitting there like "shit this is going to look so bad, because people might think i just got the dog and named it doughty." like my man was stressing

37. but it wasn't until 2 years ago when drew actually found out about the dog because spenny's roommate alex turcotte (a little tidbit: alex and spenny have been roomates for the past 3-4 years) and jordan is pretty sure turkey is the one that told dewey and dewey just starts laughing (thank you turkey for your service to the cause of embarrassing spenny)

38. Now spenny doesn't think to much about the dog being named after drew but when that happened he was so embarrassed

anyways hope you all enjoyed my incoherent rambles :3

[kirklandsheartsecrets]

:3 can we have hc’s for Ireland and England’s s/o who really loves his accent, and will lay their head on his chest to feel the vibrations whenever he talks? Luv you!!! Hope you’re feeling well!!🫶

Ireland and England II s/o who loves their accent + listens to vibration on their chests when they talk

England

his accent vibrates more than ireland

yes positive

bonus points in the morning

he speaks like he is « walking down the stairs »

some comedian said that, credits to him it was funny

comedian is scottish of course

you really love his accent huh ?

you might be the only one on earth

why is his voice going down and up like this ?

please go listen on youtube

england lovers explain yourselves

never minds having you on his chest

pats your back while you do so

gets embarrassed sometimes

we never get enough love do we ?

Dont mention « bottle of water »

when everyone was making fun of english accents on twitter

during quaratine

oh yeah « british people be like »

i believe this wasn't your peak

wasn't his either

but

who cares

waking up to someone going-

Aloe love

im sorry i cannot stop laughing

why is this so funny, it's been 10 minutes i can't breathe

anyways

if you ask him to do special sounds he'll do them gladly

words that sounds the best when he speaks

person

afternoon

like

down

delight

rid

basically adele

he can talk like her if he is really lazy that day

« divorce babe, divorce »

nvm just when he is relaxed, he'll talk that way

Ireland

Vibrates but a bit less than england

if you ask for the chest

no problem

but why does he moves so much

don't get your hair or your skin into the trefoil or

the shamrock idk

the pin he wears sometimes

that hurts

actually he sounds really good speaking in other languages that aren't english

that video of the irish guy at the world cup

if he is drunk he talks like he is australian

vibrates much more then

too much

but if you wanna sleep then put your head on his chest before sleeping

must be drunk, dont forget

he snores

but you like vibrations so you should be alright

best words in his accent

tonight

trainer

outside

potato

breakfast

can

i

take

you

out

;)

speaks irish

sounds really soft in gaelic for some reason

if he speaks irish

im sorry lads

your girlfriend is ireland's girlfriend now

gives extra kisses when you listen to his chest

extra extra extra kisses

names sounds so good in his accent

when he says « no » oh lord

« say no in your accent »

♡ words approved and tested by the writer

♡ im good im good

♡ this ask took me an hour because i couldn't stop laughing

♡ i said aloe love and lost it it was over

♡ hope you like it love you

[aeolianblues]

I remembered suddenly that when I was 10, in the very early days of social media, when things were way more lawless and casual, and social media did not link to real life, for all intents and purposes, I did not have internet, save for to be able to do a school-assigned summer project every summer break for which I’d hand-write info from Wikipedia (and other sites) and select some pictures to print out and paste into a scrapbook. In those days, my only real exposure to America was through television. I wasn’t really into sitcoms and whatnot, which are often American, and of course we had Hollywood films. But we also had (have) a lot of indigenous cinema, and so of course I heard a lot of media in my own accent and languages, and read a lot of work written in my own English. Owing to a long and tedious history, our English was British English. Our books were either the English editions, English imports, or occasionally Indian editions. And of course, we had a rich literature of local English-language and Anglo-Indian authors (I hadn’t read The Room On The Roof aged 10! But I would have read it by 15, which honestly is the right age).

There was some exposure to American* English and voices through Cartoon Network and Nickelodeon shows, and through American dubs of kids’ anime, however. So I grew up loving Pokémon, Beyblade, a bunch of other series that my generation at least, watched in English. (*yes I’m aware the Beyblade dub is Canadian. Only Canadians know the difference between a Canadian and an American accent.)

So here we are in around 2009, 2010, all I know about America is: it's vast, very clean (my mum’s dust allergies did not flare up for the first time ever when we visited family there, and so America must be dust-free. As an adult, I maintain my own house now and laugh at the notion that *anywhere* could really be dust-free; my mum visited me and sneezed once. Yet, I do have to concede that she sneezes more in her own house, which shall always be 10x cleaner than mine, and saying this even is a compliment to my house. I try to be my mum. I fail, regularly. (<- was sweeping at 2 am last night because I’d rather have the dust IN the dustbin that I had to take out for garbage collection the next morning. Also it’s!! the hair!!). It has Disneyland, President Obama, Pokémon and Beyblade, mindful of the knowledge that two of these were actually Japanese. No obstacle.

This is my view of America. Sounds quite nice, doesn’t it? And they speak differently to us, but the only people I’ve heard speaking like this are 1. my cousins (very sweet) 2. ‘YES WE CAN!’ A+, inspiring 3. ‘Go Pikachu!’

So I warm to this little novelty. I can still do Ash Ketchum’s voice, and at one point aged like 11 everyone thought I was going to be a voice actor because I could do accents. Never mind that my range was very limited, and I had never been ‘y’all’ed at. All I had was ‘GenAm.’ Southern exposure would come later in life.

I couldn’t just speak American, that would’ve had me cast out immediately. No way. We were harsh on ‘snobs’ that pretended they were from elsewhere, who had a ‘posh upbringing’, went to the international schools, or spoke with an accent we recognised as from the foreign English(-first language) world (read: British or American. Australians were our cricket sledging rivals: we’d done their accent a million times and they’d done ours. They were the reason why Indians have an odd propensity for the word 'mate' despite not being British. The Aussies didn’t count. Also we didn’t really have Australian schools in the country, international schools were usually IB or IGCSE, which usually produced one of two accents). But almost as a little nod, as a token of admiration, I could spell just a handful of words differently.

And so I could declare the color of pH indicators on my tests and then go home to watch my favorite animated series. It was seen simply as a mark of internationalism: what a well-read kid! You were clearly reading outside the curriculum if you were reading American editions. I don't particularly ever remember being taken aside for my spelling or discouraged from it, besides the occasional circling of 'bad' spelling in my work with a red pen by a teacher. The world continued to turn. I volunteered with organisations, my documents were notarised, my sentences ended with fullstops. My sums pointedly ignoring the 'hundred thousands' and 'millions'. I'd come home and sit in the bathroom, furiously scribbling away my Pokémon ideas, telling my mum I needed longer to shower, mental tyres screeching to a halt when she'd turn off the light in frustration. But true to character, at least the scripts retained their proper geographical localisation (localization?), albeit spoken through the mouth of a 13 year old who certainly did not live in the USA. But could put on a damn decent voice in a few specific situations.

I don't remember when exactly this stopped, it likely faded away like many childhood enthusiasms do, aided by a resigned fear of being marked down by external examiners on important tests, and the subsequent need to standardise language for the widest possible readership, but it was long enough ago that I had forgotten I ever wrote like that in the first place. I think it was definitely gone by 2016, for both reasons. I'm not sure 'American' was really 'cool' to anyone anymore. And we were coming up to 15, 16. That was when I first got a phone.

In a few short years, you'd got to a point (not gotten, note) where you had to be connected to the internet: emails from school, class whatsapp group chats, worksheets up on Google Drive rather than wasting 5 minutes of class time distributing printouts in class. Wifi was now a must, as were laptops at home, rather than just the occasional logging onto the family computer. You had to have a phone, silly. (Mine honestly was because my mum would often be an hour late in picking me up from places. We tried the rubber-button Nokia for a while, but it was increasingly becoming obvious that the trajectory for me and anyone around me still without a phone was to eventually get one. I inaugurated mine with beginning listening to the Smiths on Youtube, reading a PDF version of one of the Bourne series books, checking my email regularly, starting a Wordpress blog (which felt very antiquated at the time) and eventually ruining my eyes. Tumblr wasn't even in the picture yet).

We got on social media too. Suddenly, America was everywhere. Suddenly, there were a million casual references to things we'd never heard before. We were taken, up close and personably, into the very houses of Americans we'd never otherwise have met. It was exciting, wasn't it? You could have friends in America! And unlike the chatroom days, there was a chance you'd see them again, because you could follow them. I personally was pretty much only on the cricket and Muse sides and of social media (remember when you didn't need an account to see everything happening on a website?) So I still think I was seeing fewer Americans than usual. The Resistance and 2nd Law periods felt like the first times a lot of Americans were discovering Muse: there were the Grammys in 2009, Kate Hudson and the resulting press hounds, Undisclosed Desires to some, and finally Madness that broke them to many. The fanbase around Muse felt largely European at the time.

But then there were memes. Memespeak. I think today with a more critical lens on what we were consuming (and notice how what used to be 'conversation' in the 00s slowly became 'consumption' of ideas), we realise that a lot of 'memespeak', 'twitter speak', and now 'gen Z talk' and 'tiktok speak' was AAVE that got removed further from its context with every new corner of the world it reached. It's happening right now! Have you heard the latest: 'very demure, very mindful'. I chanced upon the original video. She's talking about her workday makeup. People have now applied it as a lifestyle choice. It came from a black woman and now sounds like tradwife-tok. What on earth were kids in India doing occasionally imbibing their speech with AAVE? Regardless, it was still an Americanism entering our lexicon and consciousness.

Back in 2016, I was very firmly of the belief that the online did not affect your offline life. We lived so far away from it all! Once you log off, it's a different world. It's also kind of why cyberbullying had never really bothered me. What's an American troubling me online going to do, get on a 17 hour, $1000-flight about it? Even if I ever slipped up and narrowed it down to one city, was this hypothetical American going to come and find me specifically amidst 12 million other people? Get out of here. The threat of someone angry driving five hours to cause me harm was simply not the kind of reality for me compared to, well. The Americans that made up like 80% of the internet at the time and dominated the conversation.

Still we learned. Emergency helplines in the US. Safety tips in the US. What to do on the highway. We crossed the highway once in two years. For the longest time, despite all the online awareness being spread, I simply knew that my biggest path to safety was 1) to be in a group that included our guy friends 2) wear jeans rather than skirts and tops that went all the way up 3) get home by 10. (And of course, know that that would still fall woefully short. I saw friends get catcalled at 1 PM, and all I could do was wag a finger in their face and drag my friend away.) The online and offline worlds were different places.

Nonetheless, as time went on, it got a little harder to stop thinking about America in our logged-off time. American politics filters through. Initially, it's just the laughing along with late night hosts on YouTube clips. Then it's the shock and disgust at the actual headlines that would begin to overtake national news as top headlines on the front pages of the news. Slowly, you begin to see the parallels. We cannot point and laugh the way Europe does, unfortunately. We see too much of our own reality reflected in you. The ugly bits. We don't like to see them because we want to think of ourselves as progressive, but we are like you. Or are we? 'Hindus for Trump'. The Americanisation continues apace.

I think we did eventually put our foot down to occupy some floor space. To make our presence felt. To talk about a life that was not American. Deliberately looked for the things that marked us out as non-Americans. We say we are not like them. We say they are nothing like us. But you know, perhaps we don't have to be alike. But there are reflections of each other as people within ourselves. They're not always pleasant to recognise.

[e-adlirez]

Your headcanons for the thea sisters is so fun and amusing! I was just wondering if you have more headcanons about them?

Oh DO I--

Once again I will clarify that my headcanons are very genfic-y, so uh, you're not gonna see any comments about the girls' sexual orientations or anything

So with that outa the way, headcanons :]

Canon context for most of these, Violet is canonically passive-aggressive as hell and is capable of dishing out some insane shade (for evidence, please consult every other time she's lightheartedly roasted the other girls, and the scene where the girls talk to Angus in Old Castle (the one where he attempts a pity party thing only for Violet to shut him down coldly); and also the non-English extras in the non-English books :D)

I will draw this at some point, but since Pam canonically believed that classical music is boring back in the day (like fall-asleep-to-the-sound-of-it boring), I like to think that passive-aggressive Violet and her cheeky ass slipped into her stereo key evidence that classical music is NOT boring, while Pam was slowly dozing off in her room or something. Feel free to make your selections of headcanon pieces from Liszt, Shostakovich, Ernst, Verdi, Stravinsky, Tchaikovsky and more :D maybe even slip in a Haydn if you want :DDD

Nicky is the memelord of the group, and Paulina is the interpreter who has to explain to literally everyone what a mood and a tbh creature is.

Violet has a distinct Hangzhou accent when she speaks Chinese because she's been around her grandfather enough that she picked it up. She's rather self-conscious about it, but fortunately no one has made an open note about it so far. Also she is self-conscious about it but she doesn't really know how to change it so it's less "Hangzhou". She also doesn't really want to change it, so there's that.

Ever since I learned that English teachers in China can only be native English speakers from certain first world countries (and South Africa for some reason), I now have the funni idea of Violet having an unexpected accent when she speaks English. Just imagine one of the girls having a brain crash over Vi having either an American (neutral American), British, Irish Canadian, New Zealand, Australian, or South African accent. If it's Australian, then feel free to have Nicky's brain crash and think Vi's a Chinese immigrant who lives in Australia.

Not a Thea Sister, but Vic is canonically a gremlin (in the comics anyway). Headcanon, one of his favorite pastimes is platonically flirting with Pam to get her all flustered. Everybody thinks Pam has a crush on Vic, but the reality is she has a complicated relationship with him, and she's just not used to having someone flirt with her.

Pam is painfully oblivious to Shen having a crush on her, because the way Colette in particular teases her about it makes it sound like Pam has a crush on Shen, which Pam doesn't. That plus the fact that Shen never confessed makes it off to be a stupid rumor (in Pam's mind at least).

Nicky swears a lot, and the only reason they don't appear in the books is because Thea is very aware of the fact that kids like reading her books.

Violet came up with the nickname Coco for Colette out of lighthearted spite for "Vivi" and "Princess", the two nicknames Colette gave her early on in canon (there're these extras in the non-English books, and Dragon's Code's one in particular has the girls writing to each other. Colette gave her the nickname "Princess" because she saw Violet as a "little miss perfect" type person). It was supposed to be a one-off joke that Vi told in front of the girls once, but Coco has stuck ever since.

Enjoy :D

[beeseverywhen]

I mean like. Not to bring the mood down but... you guys know that's because American media is everywhere right? Like the world is unable to avoid some version of American accent on a regular basis. Of course ppl find it easy to mimic. This is absolutely not restricted to ppl in the UK, its really common for ppl who learn English as a foreign language to have perfect 'American actor' accents (cause the reason everyone's so good at the American accent that's expected of them as actors is cause at large there's little distinction between regions in the 'Hollywood accent' that ends up on TV and films and stuff. You guys have massive regional differences in pronounceation, but what makes it on to TV (in 9/10 cases) is a very standardised version of American English.)

But yeah. It's not just actors lol. Most British ppl can speak in a passable american accent, as can loads and loads of people worldwide. I'm not saying this to be like 'you should feel guilty! 😡' but it does always stun me when Americans are unaware of the impact their country has worldwide on all versions of English (and even on use of native languages. Many countries are using English more and more over their native languages and dialects , and yeah, historical colonialism has had an impact there.)

But in the last few decades things have progressed way way faster and that, is thanks to the impact of anglo/american/ect lead capitalism. I'm in no way dismissing the impact the UK has on this, but in recent years, its the US that is largely pushing that train .While the UK and several English speaking commonwealth countries are very involved in this kind of capitalist imperialism, there's a reason that more and more people are speaking American English. Not one of the many UK dialects, not Australian English, or NZ English. Across the world more and more people are increasingly speaking in the same standardised american dialect that's in so much of the media you export. Hollywood based media, with that standardised accent/ dialect and the standardised 'normal american life', has a stranglehold on the world and I just find it crazy that a lot of you guys don't even know.

It's stupid stuff like. So many countries are importing american cars and are widening their roads/ changing town planning to account for it (this is less of a thing in the UK but I see it more and more when I travel). Its the food becoming avaliable everywhere. Its the influence that for profit healthcare has even on countries with socialised health systems. Its houses being built to account for American style appliances. Fashion trends. Worldwide, everything is slowly evolving to be closer and closer to this 'American standard' which honestly? I really don't think actually represents the lives of real American people either. You've been turned in to products, the system has taken an unrealistic snapshot of 'American life' and it's being sold to you all day in day out, but it's also being sold to the rest of us. It's being pushed on us all.

Kids in the UK go through phases of talking only in American accents. Anyone born later than the 90s is carrying round 2 sets of spelling and vocab, cause we're all so used to the American way, that you barely know which one you're using half of the time. In the UK we have always had really strong regional accents yeah, and dialects differ between areas that seem tiny to you guys, I know. But like. Those dialects are being lost cause all UK accents are evolving to become closer to this standardised american and yeah not great, but at least we share a language! US American society is largely rooted in the same foundations as UK society, largely we have the same flaws! But oh my god. What about the rest of the world.

It's global. This impact continues to be seen, steamrollering ahead, in places that had completely different starting points. UK culture isn't that dissimilar to that of the US, so we aren't losing nearly as much as cultures that had something completely different. So much is being lost.

Languages and dialects and everything else is just being wallpapered over so we all meet the same ideal of the 'American life' and it's not even real! It's just a product based on how ppl were actually living in the US, manipulated until it's the most marketable mould. You guys are victims of it as well but like. It's based on your culture so you don't lose as much if you conform to it. Just like how in the UK, if we conform, we lose more than US, but nowhere near as much as countries that had languages, dialects and cultures that were so so different to UK/US culture. The less like the US, your starting point, the more there is to lose.

And look. I said it to start with. I'm not having a go. That's not what this is. But you guys really need to be aware, you need to make an effort to understand the impact that this plastic Hollywood american culture is having on the rest of the world. You need to actively look for it, and make an effort to not pay in to it. Because when Americans see other cultures represented in media and say its not relatable, when you guys go on holiday and make no effort to learn local customs, and try and pay in dollars and spend your time abroad like you're still in America, when you see cultural differences and immediately argue that the American way is better and of course everyone should have giant cars and never dry laundry outdoors and live in American style homes, without any kind of critical thought. Just 'this is how we do it so why wouldn't everyone else do it this way. This is the only way. The American way is obviously best.' When you guys do that you are individually feeding in to this absolute bulldozing of cultures (including American ones!) to allow for better marketability.

It isn't any one individual American citizens fault that things are the way they are, and you guys are victims of the same system, but you need to have some self awareness when it comes to the fact that as individuals you are unknowingly, helping driving this forwards and as individuals, there are things you can do to limit your personal impact (and no arguing that you have no culture is not it!!! Being all self deprecating doesn't do shit. Take some responsibility and accept that individual Americans didn't create this system, but currently, individual Americans really are doing their bit to keep promoting it, to keep pushing it on the rest of the world.

And I've already rambled for an age so I'll stop here but I just want to make clear as an ending note here, that this really isn't about piling on Americans and being all 'boo it's all America's fault. They should apologise. Their culture isn't worth anything.' Not at all this is the opposite of that. The fact that millions of Americans have been convinced you have no culture, all while a mimicry of American culture is plastered on to the rest of the world, and while you as individuals are encouraged to help that happen, often without even realising what you're doing; is a crime. You've been wronged, as have we all.

And America is not the problem. The problem is imperialism and it didn't start with you guys. It started in Europe, and Europeans, particularly British ppl, have a responsibility to push back and be self aware, take some fucking responsibility and not inadvertently keep feeding in to that system, just as you guys do. The US didn't start the fire, imperialist capitalism is a fire that started burning long before the United States was even considered, but its on all of us, to do what we can to not feed that fire. And right now? You guys are the face of it.

This idea of what America is, is the face of imperialistic capitalism, and that means that even if you don't mean to, you guys are feeding that fire more so than the rest of us. You're responsible for spreading it, more so than the rest of us. And if you don't step up and take responsibility, accept that you're gonna get it wrong sometimes and you need to try to do better; if we don't all do that. There will be nothing left. They'll paper over it all, the lives of real Americans just as much as those in Scotland and India and the Netherlands, and 100 other cultures, that are at risk, thanks to this fire, that's currently, largely coming from America.

So yeah. It's absolutely not just on you guys and ppl who act like there's no racism or wealth divide in Europe or anywhere else for that matter are complete idiots, however, this Americanisation of the world (and I hesitate to call it that. Because its not a representation of real American lives. Its simply wearing an American face.) Its real. It's happening.

And we don't tell you about it to make you feel guilty (those of us who aren't dicks at least) ,we are telling you. We are kicking up a fuss. Because it isn't fair. It's not right and while individual Americans ignore that and refuse to take responsibility where they can (small apples. We aren't asking for you to call a violent revolution in our names. Just take some time to learn about the rest of the world. Stop assuming America is always right and examine your biases. When you find them. Stop personally pushing them.) , while that is happening, as individuals, you are contributing to this. It's not even altruism. This system is hurting Americans too. It's hurting us all. All we ask is that you do what you can to not personally contribute, and keep an open mind, be aware. That's all any of us can do.

when a british actor does an american accent everyone’s like “i didn’t even know they were british until they were on colbert.” but when americans do a british accent everyone’s like “they’re supposed to be from east cocksford but their glottal e’s are north dicksford. shameful.”

[lovelornhope]

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"Ad astra per aspera, Papa" - Salt To The Sea

Hello, everyone! Welcome to my page~ you may read my introduction pinned while sipping your tea or coffe because let's make this a heartwarming one, shall we? :)

I'm going to tell you the reason why i made this blog, so actually it was for my Academic Speaking course, but I also want to share my daily life hehe. For Mr. Udi, don't worry, you can check my class notes on the hastag #SpeakingClass hehe, I've sorted my study-related posts to my personal one, I hope you're okay with it, Sir :)

Because not everyone knows me, let's have this sort of long introduction (stretches my back). My classmates may already know me, but for you, who by any means stumbled upon this page may be wondering who am I and what kind of things that I will talk on my blog.

Hello, my name is Naura but any derrivatives are okay as long as they're decent :) I was called Naur (as in "No" in Australian accent) by some of my classmates, or some called me Nora for short. I'm based in Indonesia with Indonesian as my first language and Malaysian as my second (Upin-Ipin influenced)!!! I may not be noticing it that Malaysian is my second because it just naturally flows in me that I understand Malaysian, even though I did not have a proper lessons of Malaysian, but I was exposed by Malaysian medias since I was a kid (and until now). And English is my third language or fourth I think :) becuase my Mom and Dad relatives always talked in Javanese and Javanese Banten so I can understand them a little, though it was hard for me for speaking it clearly.

As I grew up, I found myself intrigued by Western artists and cultures, I was obsessed with London and America when I was a kid. I was so fond of British boyband at that time-yes, One Direction. My years with One Directiones were amazing that I want to go back to that era again where I do not have to think about what I'm going to do next day (I'm getting older, now). I think my obsessions towards Western cultures that made my ambitions to study in Harvard someday haha >_< But my obsessions toward Western cultures and medias were dimed in my Sophomore year in High School. My interest shifted from Western to Asian ... maybe that was the time when I realized I haven't discovered and enjoyed anything from the continent that I was born to.

I started to invent my time to watch Anime and reading Japanese comics-Manga. Well .. thanks to the person whom I had a crush to that I started to pick up Your Lie in April as my very first Anime in my teen years HEHE. It was also due to the Covid-19 that I started to do things out of my comfort zones,

[mogwai-movie-house]

Thoughts on Dwarves

Got to thinking about dwarves. Specifically about the long history of their appearances in theatre and film. 

Dwarves have featured in fairy tales and plays for, at the very least, hundreds of years but - and here’s the important bit - it’s still to this day impossible for a full sized actor to convincingly imitate a person with dwarfism, so there have always had to be dwarf actors, certainly for as long as there have been movies, all the way back to The Wizard of Oz and Freaks and beyond.

But - and here’s the other important bit - dwarfism only occurs in something like 1 in 40,000 people, so the pool of potential actors is very, very small:  zero point zero zero something of the population.

But then the number of people within that pool who both want to act and can act at all  - even a little - is far, far smaller still.

And then within that tiny, microscopic pool the number of people with dwarfism who can act at the level of what most people would consider acceptable in someone playing the lead in a film or TV show shrinks down again to maybe only a couple of actors per generation. Right now the only English-speaking dwarves I can think of at that level are Warwick Davis and Peter Dinklage.

The reason I was thinking about this at all was rewatching the early seasons of Game Of Thrones and thinking how great Dinklage is, realizing how the success of that show rests so much upon his shoulders, and how if he were unable to convincingly portray all the tragedy and wit of that character the whole show would collapse like a pack of cards a lot sooner than it did. There is so much excellent acting in GoT, but Dinklage holds his own with Charles Dance and Diana Rigg, and anyone else on screen, and it struck me that this is actually the first time I had ever seen that happen.

So anyway, when you actually have a project that requires more than one dwarf, like say Time Bandits, or Ricky Gervais’ Life’s Too Short, then the limitations of that pool begin to be glaringly obvious: in Time Bandits there are 6 dwarf actors in key roles but all but one is acting at the level of pantomime, with little subtlety and poor timing, and only David Rappaport is able to act at the level of Michael Palin and David Warner and Sir John Gielgud and everyone else onscreen. For the kind of story it is, that’s actually fine, and doesn’t detract from the enjoyment, but if any more were being asked of those actors, they wouldn’t be up to the job and the film would be in trouble.

The same in Life’s Too Short, where Warwick Davis’s character actually runs an acting agency for dwarves, so there are lots of dwarf actors onscreen, but almost all of them are once again blatantly at the “he’s behind you!” Christmas pantomime level, and it’s unthinkable that they would have passed the auditions if they were over 5 feet tall and applying for an equivalent role - which is exactly the outcome one would expect to happen in a situation where people are predominantly being chosen for some unique physical characteristic they happen to possess rather than their acting ability.

Marlee Matlin is the ONLY famous deaf actress in the world and she’s had regular work for decades, though she’s only ever actually made one good film - her first, Children Of A Lesser God - and that only because it was so tailor-made for her strengths and limitations. But if there were, say, 200 deaf actresses in the world at the same level of ability applying for the same jobs, she quite possibly would never have worked again.

I'm in the middle of watching the extraordinary Japanese war film The Burmese Harp (1956), set in the immediate aftermath of WWII, so of course there are lots of allied soldiers around. For the British soldiers, the filmmakers didn't do too bad, finding a handful of English-speaking white folks in 1950s Japan (from the accents, I'm presuming mostly from Australian ex-pats) who were a little stiff and amateurish but didn't blow their scenes. But for the Indian soldiers, the Japanese filmmakers just gave up looking and blackfaced up some white guys (probably the same ones playing the British) and left it at that. The futility of setting up open auditions for any potentially great Indian actors just happening to live in immediately-post-Hiroshima Japan in the early 1950s defeated them.

I guess the point of all of this is simply that whenever the pool of actors you are drawing from is less than a couple percent of the population - whether that’s amputees, trans people, specific racial minorities, folks with Down Syndrome or whoever else - the chances of finding a Robert de Niro or Daniel Day Lewis among them is hundreds of times less probable than in the larger population, and so demanding regular stories both about and starring people with those specific physical characteristics can only ensure a stream of very mediocre or very repetitive movies that no-one is really going to want to pay money to go see.

[dribs-and-drabbles]

Kinnporsche ep 2

That was such a trip.

From the drama and sexual tension of ep 1, we got whiplash to slapstick comedy. At one point I thought we had jumped into Secret Crush On You... But I do love Tong as Tankhun. I was not expecting his flamboyancy and, even though it was a little ott, I did love that it was different to other characters Tong has played. Versatility 👏🏼

Edit (because I mixed up the characters but my point still stands): I will be disappointed if the the reason behind Kinn turning cruel is because of his mother's death (stop killing female characters to instigate emotional trauma!) - also, I'm just guessing here, so NO BOOK SPOILERS PLEASE! (I don't even know if she's dead or alive...)

And everyone could see Porsche wasn't ready to go out on a mission - why on earth did they send him?! Bonkers.

And oh my god that product placement was hilarious. Can you imagine the writers' faces when they learned they had to weave in a scene about bread in a mafia series 😂 I mean, they did well with it but seriously I don't believe for one second a mafia family would have a bread product in their portfolio.

And after that fabulous female...assassin?...I want to see more female rep please. Like, can we have a whole division of the bodyguard training academy where it's just women being trained to seduce and kill the enemy? Na...na...? (I'm assuming I need to leave this to the fanfic writers because I doubt we'll get this...)

Anyway, I love the chaotic energy and the pining looks between Kinn and Porsche already. Oh and Pete. I love Pete! And the gun guy in glasses - is that Bas? - although did we really need more glasses=nerd stereotypes? *sigh* AND who was the bodyguard trainer guy who spoke British English? I thought that worked so well because of the London-ish accent (as opposed to Perth who, bless him, only sounds like a playful kitten when he speaks in his Australian 😂)

*sucks in breath* So, I'm gonna end on a sour note...but honestly I'm SO TIRED of accidentally seeing folk write things like "I can't wait to see xx do xx hdjaojfsndf" STOP SPOILING THE PLOT/CHARACTERS FOR THOSE OF US WHO HAVEN'T READ THE BOOK. I don't want to know anything about anyone until it happens on screen, please and thank you.

Please tag your spoilers 🙏🏽

[clueingforbeggs]

Some of these are pretty specific:

Everyone hates republicans. At first, you're confused, because you thought everyone here hated monarchies. You later find out that it's a political party's name.

Your political cartoon which shows the left wing in red and the right wing in blue is mocked for being conservative, and 'don't those dumb republicans know that they're actually making our points'. It wasn't about American politics. Your right wing party is still blue, your left wing party still red.

You mention something that happened in Europe. You specifically mention the country. You get given advice to lodge a complaint with the ADA. Repeatedly. You have to break the news to a dozen Americans that the ADA has no power in Europe.

Someone responds to your post which mentions a driving licence with 'Drivers license*'. What are the drivers licensing? You still don't know.

Someone asks if you meant 911. You didn't. You're not going to get emergency help in a timely manner if the help has to cross an ocean.

A kind American overcorrects and sends you measurements in metric. You'll both laugh about it in a few minutes, but you, too, use imperial for that (but not that, no. Thanks for that, really, non-sarcastically, that's a metric measurement)

You mention watching a show made in New Zealand/Aotearoa or Australia. They're both countries which speak English, like your country does, so why shouldn't you? An American says they know you're not really watching anything that wasn't made in either your country or America. You go back to your Aussie soap and your Kiwi crime mystery, slightly more concerned about American exposure to media from other countries...

Someone shows you a video made by someone who is obviously Australian. They ask you if people are really like that in Britain. You guess they might be, if they're Australians on holiday.

People talk about their time as a boy scout or a girl scout. Boy scouts camp in the wilderness. Girl scouts bake cookies. You have no idea why this is seen as normal, and not sexist. You don't know every Scout Association, but you also don't know of a single other country that gender segregates their scouts.

It's May. You're watching Eurovision. Most Americans on Tumblr like it too, but some are complaining that you're not following a 2019 boycott due to Israel hosting in 2019. The further away from 2019 we get, the funnier it becomes. Others are complaining because the EBU invited Australia (a white country, apparently) and not America (which is culturally diverse). You look at your TV as the Australian postcard starts. 7/9ths of the time (I'm counting 2020, yes), they're not white. You turn back to your dash.

Americans are making fun of one of your countries minor languages that's clinging to life after being almost eradicated. You scroll down, and their next post is about how you should never make fun of minority languages. You stare at your dashboard like it's a camera on the office.

Someone has a go at you for not knowing something about American politics. You weren't talking about America.

Someone calls Idris Elba an African American. You point out he's Black British. You get told that African American is the right term. Idris Elba is still British.

An American excitedly announces that the 15th Doctor in Doctor Who will not be British. You know this person posts a lot about anti-racism, so you at first think they just thought Scotland wasn't in Britain. Again. Assumed David Tennant was English thanks to Ten's accent, never saw Sylvester McCoy, and forgot Peter Capaldi existed. It then hits you that they mean he's Black, and you remember that Americans for some reason think calling someone 'Really X' when they're Black is anti-racist, and not Very Racist. You try to point this out. They call you racist.

Someone responds to you talking about bigotry in your country with 'Haha, we should blow you guys up.'

Someone points out that a lot of people in their country are being indoctrinated by the American right wing via the internet. An American responds with 'Ehm, this is very offensive, you're blaming us for living in a country with bigotry'. You check their URL. It's the person who said they were going to blow you up for existing in a country with bigots.

Anyway if you’re from the US and you ever wanted to know what tumblr feels like from a non-USAmerican perspective (please note that the rest of the world is not a monolith either and none of these apply without exception):

Everybody’s talking about brands and stores you’ve never seen in real life. You generally assume they exist, but they might as well be one giant prank the rest of the internet is in on.

You find a post that just sounds wrong. It makes no sense. It’s like OP lives in a weird alternate reality. 9/10 times, it’s just some USAmerican Thing.

You’re still not entirely sure how much an inch is. Or a foot. Or even how many of the former there are in the latter. You maybe know your height in feet and inches.

You have no idea how much a pound is. You’d also like to know how the fuck pound shortens to lbs.

What the fuck is “military time”

Somebody talks about some legal process or something similar. They don’t mention which country’s legal system this pertains to. You know anyway.

People talk about politics. None of it pertains to you. Many posts contain guilt tripping. “How can you not care about this?? Why won’t you reblog this?? People need to know this about x candidate for y position!” You’re busy trying to stay on top of the political landscape in your own country.

You pick up some random slang from the internet. Monkey see monkey do. You’re called racist. You didn’t know it was AAVE. You learnt it from black letters on white background, not from the mouths of people whose faces you could see. How would you have known? You try to unlearn it.

People tell you that you must publicly denounce Chick-fil-A or you’re homophobic. You don’t even know what a Chick-fil-A is.

People say you don’t know LGBTQ+ history. What they mean is you don’t know USAmerican LGBTQ+ history. Nobody cares about your country’s history.

You’re “called out” on using an “offensive” term. It’s (a direct translation of) a completely harmless word where you live.

People expect you to have an idea of how far apart 2 USAmerican states are. You barely know geography past your country’s immediate neighbors.

You randomly switch between British and American spellings. Nothing’s real and there are no rules.

People talk about multiple hour car rides and you get twitchy just thinking about it. You suddenly understand why USAmerican cars are so big.

Somebody talks about school shooting drills. You only ever had fire alarm drills.

You see a cool statistic. The study’s only about the US. It’s unfortunately of no use to you.

People misuse/misspell words and names from your native language. It’s tiring.

(You feel sorry for the French. Nobody should be allowed to mangle the word déjà vu like that.)

You’re still not over the fact that USAmerican school children are supposed to say that pledge thing every morning. You’re never getting over that.

You still don’t know why the men are fresh or what the fuck a sophomore is.

Who the fuck pays up first and then fills up gas??? That’s made up, right??

Everybody has a weird obsession with some comfort food you’d never even heard of before you signed up here.

Fellow non-USAmericans, please add anything else you can think of.

[beautifulletdownfics]

EXTENDED PREVIEW - Terrible to Meet You - A Harry Styles One Shot

Hi everyone!! I know you’ve not heard much of anything exciting in terms of fic from me in a few weeks - life stuff, sorry. But here’s an extended preview in addition to the First Preview (here) for my @1dffchallenges​ Quarantine Challenge fic, Terrible To Meet You! 

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Harry wants to get out of the house. Alex wants to get home.

Alex meets Harry at at crossroads. Harry meets Alex on a one way street.

A coffee shop OU fic feat. lattes, lamingtons & that Great Unfathomable Feeling.

Word count: TBC (aka who can say?)

As always, for further reading: My Masterlist

Here’s Part 1 of 10 of Terrible To Meet You (to be posted in two sections of 5 parts each) ++

Harry doesn’t know it, but the day he met Alex was her saddest in London.

The first time Harry came to Daily Dose cafe, she was sitting in the back of the shop on a stool behind Paul, picking her way through a toasted croissant. Her mind on the home on the other side of the world she’d willingly left years before but was now unwillingly being kept from returning to.

Paul was running the coffee machine like the fabulous one-man show that he was, throwing a high kick and a slut drop between shots of espresso or whenever the loud music pumping around them called for it. Which was often. The only way to survive being in such close quarters with Paul was to enjoy his theatrics. It usually had Alex in stitches, and he was trying extra hard that day. But homesickness and heartache are some of the strongest forces, and they drag hearts to the ground every minute of the day.

In March they permanently locked the front door to customers, instead refiguring the already tiny shop so that the wide window opened out onto the street and they could serve takeaway coffees virtually straight onto the footpath. People formed a line during busy times or walked straight up to the window in the afternoons. It was a tight squeeze behind the counter for Paul and Alex, but The Daily Dose was a hole in the wall place anyway, and room had never been in abundance.

“I beg your pardon!” Paul said from his spot almost on the floor, his attention on the depth of his squat and not on the fact a figure in need of caffeine arrived at the window.

“Hello,” Harry said, almost shyly, but then his eyes brightened and he smiled as if reading the room and calibrating what sort of place he’d arrived at, “Excellent form, mate.”

“Why thank you,” Paul ascended gracefully from the floor and leant against the coffee machine dramatically, “Best coffee in London too.”

Harry’s eyebrows rose, and Alex watched the interaction with interest. Her heart was racing, picking up the moment Harry’s eyes briefly met hers, and she was trying her best to conceal it, but it felt like the thumping blood vessels in her ears could’ve been audible beyond her. This wasn’t quite as exciting as the time actual Richard Gere came and got a coffee (skim latte, one sugar. And banana bread, toasted) but Harry Styles was definitely going to be newsworthy around the TV at dinner with Mia and Jarrad that evening. He was also so … Plain in real life. His cheeks were flushed red, and where his beanie pulled his hair off his forehead Alex noticed his high hairline and the way Harry’s ears were oddly shaped.

“Really? Best in London?” Harry asked, his scepticism teasing. He was playing along, the only thing required for Paul to like someone.

“To be fair, it depends on the barista,” Alex mumbled from her perch, just loud enough for them both to hear. She fought to keep her features straight and the blush at bay.

Paul spun around to look at her, his eyes playful, “Keep your mouth shut, you, that croissant is coming out of your pay.”

“My last shift was on Friday, I’m not getting paid anymore,” she threw back quickly, eyes darting to Harry at the window watching the exchange with amusement touched very lightly with concern. If he’d arrived five minutes earlier, Harry would have come upon a vastly different vibe.

“You owe me four quid twenty then,” Paul didn’t falter at what could’ve been an emotional tripping hazard; Alex’s Tragic Failure at Getting Home.

Paul called lunch for Alex because she started getting teary when his pep talk turned to the universe having some reason for her staying in London. That some cosmic event might be just about to take place and she couldn’t miss it. Back then, Alex wasn’t into that mumbo jumbo stuff but knew it came from a good place in Paul.

“I am getting paid, promise, ” Alex said directly to Harry, who was almost frowning. She pushed herself up off the milk crate and sided up to Paul behind the machine who was now more interested in the Spotify playlist ending, “What do you have?”

Harry blinked, “Sorry?”

“If you don’t order he’ll just guess,” she pointed at Paul but reached for a cardboard coffee cup from the shelf over her head, mock whispering the next bit, “Thinks he’s got a sixth sense.”

“Oh um,” Harry fumbled his words, “I guess it’s a … An Americano really but I … Yeah. Thanks.”

“But you?” Alex dropped one hip down and crossed her arms, wanting the end of his sentence.

He referenced her Australian accent and wished he had a more clever way to appear cultured in front of this terrifyingly captivating, pretty barista, “That’s not what you’d call it.”

Alex didn’t blink but nodded once, lips quirked up as her eyes carried the smile, “It’s actually called long black, yes.”

The red over Harry’s cheeks extended down his neck, and he was standing on the toes of his left foot with the heel of his right, swaying awkwardly as he laughed at his own sudden inability to carry a conversation. Harry briefly wondered to himself how many weeks of lockdown needed to take place before he’d lose the ability to speak English entirely. “Long black,” he repeats obediently, noting the familiar bell ringing in his head from a trip to Australia years before.

“But you …” Alex raised her eyebrows as she prompted him and gave Harry an encouraging look, “Want a dash of milk? Like it strong? Take it weak? Wait, you’re not a caramel or hazelnut man, are you?”

Harry giggled, actually giggled, at her, “You’re too quick.”

“Thanks,” she grinned, moving to start grinding a dose of beans but also conveniently hiding her own heated cheeks. Something about Harry’s white flag makes her coy for having won the round, “What’s your actual order?”

He seemed to let out half a breath, “I don’t like it too hot, so I usually ask for a bit of cold water on top.”

Alex nodded, made the coffee and then held the card reader out the window for Harry to wave his phone over. The system chirped happily, and in less than ten minutes, the whole thing was over. Harry walked down the street and around the corner, likely never to be seen by The Daily Dose again. Paul hit play on his Kelly Clarkson playlist but spoke loudly over the top of it.

“Holy Jesus,” he lightly hit Alex’s shoulder, his Spotify act finally able to be abandoned (it was always Kelly Clarkson), “Alexandra, I think you just got a boyfriend, love.”

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Let me know what you think!!! 

[morimakesfanart]

Is the primarily purple color scheme of the comics for Sindria's Prophet an artistic choice? Or does synesthesia affect what the person sees? Exapmle: a person is looking at an orange and says 'orange', does the color/texture overlap the image of the orange they're looking at? Taste being taste, of course. OR, is the anime world affecting how her disorder works? But sorry if it's a stupid question

it's not a stupid question at all :D Since synesthesia is a crossing the senses it makes sense that someone without it would have a bunch of questions. I chose purple for a few reasons. 1. It's one of my favorite colors 2. I normally sketch and draw in indigo or purple, so I wouldn't have to do as much editing afterwards 3. The purple I chose is a purple that shows up in both the EN and JP voice actor's versions of Sinbad. (I word it that way because Matt Mercer's normal speaking voice is indigo and also very nice.) 4. It's Sinbad's color and this is a fic revolving around him. Synesthesia affects everyone different. I've never met someone who's vision of actual objects is distorted by it, but I suppose it's possible. As I explained in a different ask, for me, it's like looking at 2 screens at once. One screen shows everything normally, and the other is a bunch of colors responding to sounds. My synesthesia is affected by the way a word sounds more than it's meaning. All "ah" sounds are reddish, for example. The specific reds will be dictated by the voice saying them and the emotions used. The accent and language spoken also affects the colors. I have a few bilingual friends and their voices look different when they speak different languages. I grew up in theater so I've also been around people using different accents for characters so I've seen how different accents also affect the colors. To use English as an example: American accents have brighter reds and blues British accents have more greens and oranges Australian accents have more yellows and reds Since you used the word "orange" I'll explain the colors I see for it. "Oh" sounds are cyan/light blue. "R" sounds have a rougher texture or light a brush running low on ink. "Ah" is red like I've said. "N" is a dark blue and very smooth like pouring paint from a cup. "Geh" is a green. Depending on the accent, different parts of the word will have a stronger affect on what I see. Since I always hear my own voice I am desensitized to it the same way you can't taste your own mouth. When I say a word I only see that word's color; I can't see how my voice looks. I would see those colors in my minds eye; they would not change what the actual orange looks like. Neat thing btw, all lisps look like ink being sprayed into water so I think they look pretty. With synesthesia it is also possible to have taste as one of the crossed senses. I do also have that but it is very mild compared to how sound and sight are for me. Taste is also paired to them but it's more like a certain flavor will also make me think of a certain color or sound -like an association, but not a full experience. To use a metaphor: if thoughts and memories are filed, then in my memories for how to explain how something tastes would also be some colors and sounds thrown in to help explain but they aren't experienced when I eat that food. I could eat something and think "this tastes kinda purple," but the flavor isn't making me see purple the way sounds would. I don't plan on having Mori (the character) experience synesthesia any differently than I do. Being in an anime world will not change the disorder. I'm still figuring out hot to write my own experience with it, I'm not sure how I would right a different one yet. I hope I was able to explain all of that well enough :3

[leejungchans]

juliet’s relationships with ateez.

they’re so beautiful i’m gonna fucking cryhdjhfjshsjs i’m going through it 💔

#HONGJOONG; (HONGLIET)

juliet is the self-proclaimed favourite child of hongjoong

she was very shy pre-debut and was scared of clashing with him, so they never fought

they became a lot closer when she asked hongjoong to help her with her rapping; she was always trained to be a vocalist so she thought her rapping needed work and (shyly) approached him asking for his advice

as they became more comfortable with each other, she learnt to honestly communicate her thoughts with him

makes sure hongjoong doesn’t overwork himself; brings him food, coffee, or just accompanies him silently when he’s working; will not hesitate to use her sad puppy eyes to convince him to go back to their dorm so he can get proper rest

she always looks on with a very proud smile when she hears hongjoong speaking in english; he picked up a little bit of her aussie accent too :>

actually doesn’t mind being a little shorter than him but she wears platform shoes a lot to tease him; he has jokingly threatened to throw them away

she is very worried about his scalp; but she loved his red and blue hair, and of course the famous mullet

with hongjoong especially it’s literally “juliet see, juliet do” :c

hongjoong dotes on juliet especially because she will always be a baby in his eyes; when they first met she was around 15, so he has always been really gentle with her; he looks after her extremely well

never lets her pay for anything despite her protests

she wants to treat him to stuff too :<

overall a very wholesome relationship

#SEONGHWA; (HWALIET)

another very, very wholesome relationship

he’s so, so gentle with her but will goof around with her too :(((

is the one who brings snacks, an extra jacket or blanket for her because she always forgets

when they first debuted, juliet would be very uneasy before public appearances because of the hate and comments she’d get; seonghwa was always there to calm her down and support her

when she was still in school he would nag her to do her homework hajshwjsj

she’s close with all the boys’ family but perhaps the closest with seonghwa’s and will sometimes visit his family with him during breaks!!

seonghwa is usually the first person juliet goes to if she’s having a bad day

she clings to him a lot, like, a lot; she will attach herself to his arm like a koala any chance she gets

sharing almost identical disgusted expressions

he always makes sure she’s eating; he gets sad if she doesn’t

late night talks with warm tea

each other’s #1 hype man; as much as she acts disgusted when seonghwa does aegyo or purposefully acts sexy, you can always hear her cheering him on in the background

that doesn’t mean she doesn’t tease him though

“excuse me, please put your tongue away” “mY hiPs aRe fLeXibLe” “sO hAwT” “wOw, AmAziNg” “...please stop”

#YUNHO; (JUNHO)

two babies

juliet lives to see yunho smile and it’s her life’s mission to make sure he stays happy forever

yunho always gives her piggyback rides

the height difference between these two is the funniest thing ever because she isn’t even that short but she always looks like a dwarf next to yunho

“uh...excuse me, you’re forgetting something :/” “huh? ohhh...[crouches down to match her height]” “thank you :D”

yunho brings out juliet’s happiest side effortlessly because it’s just impossible to be sad around him

that being said, yunho is her designated giant teddy bear whenever she’s sad

they always start dancing out of nowhere

you will hear her whooping and cheering very loudly in the background whenever yunho twerks and stuff

yunho’s fellow harry potter fan

he likes pinching her cheeks, patting her head and playing with her hair

but if he tries to use her head as an armrest she will kick him (out of love :3)

#YEOSANG; (SANGLIET)

someone save ateez from these two because they love roasting everyone

will not hesitate to roast each other as well

best friends who judge people together

when the others say or do something questionable, you can sometimes see yeosang and juliet exchange looks or hide their faces from secondhand embarrassment

little beans who get shy easily :(

she is yeosang’s biggest hype man; he could literally just be breathing and she will still go “wow, a living statue, absolutely breathtaking” “an angel sent to us from the heavens above” “yes, vocal king! yes, dance legend!”

they do everything in tiny :((((((((

they dance to the ponytail song together

she loves his birthmark so much and practically tells him that every day; she thinks it makes him even more beautiful and unique

he likes her cooking a lot so she always makes him food and lets him help out

“please don’t cut off your finger...” “do fingers grow back?” “i don’t know but i don’t want to find out from you.”

The™ best comedic duo but no one is ready to admit that yet

#SAN; (JUSAN)

juliet constantly judges san jokingly but she’s honestly just as chaotic

he once spun her ipad on his finger and almost dropped it; she didn’t speak to him for an hour

like hongjoong, san also picked up on her aussie accent a bit

juliet goes :OOOO every time san shows off his martial arts skills

if they’re not wreaking havoc together, then one of them is filming the other wreaking havoc alone while laughing hysterically behind the camera

she looks up to san so, so much; the way he improved his dancing tremendously through hard work and determination inspires her deeply

they learn other groups’ choreographies together

hypes the other up for everything

loves his voice so much; listens to him sing with heart eyes and vice versa

so, so clingy :((( they’re just tiny babies who need a lot of love and affection

juliet loves san so much and it breaks her heart knowing that he struggles with self-esteem like she does; they have a lot of deep talks where they talk for hours in the dark

#MINGI; (2MIN)

2Min!!!!!! 🥺

a giant and a baby

that only applies to their heights, though; because they’re both babies personality-wise

juliet is either being loud and dumb with him or she’s going “ahsjajsj please stop, we’re idols •_•”; there is no in between

she’d let mingi give her more piggyback rides but the first time he gave her one he almost dropped her

juliet never shuts up about how good mingi is at rapping and dancing; she’ll tell you that at least once a day

“anyways, mingi is such a good rapper and dancer. did i mention how phenomenal he is? because he is the best rapper and dancer :]”

whenever juliet sings/dances, mingi always looks on very proudly

“our main vocalist/dancer, everyone!”

her designated giant teddy bear number 2

like with hongjoong, she makes sure mingi is eating and sleeping because he works a lot too :(

it makes mingi really happy when she tries to rap his parts

juliet is the leader of the mingi protection squad, if you hurt him she’ll actually k word you in your sleep

#WOOYOUNG; (2YOUNG)

2Young; when they get paired up together for stuff, they introduce themselves with “2!” “Young!”

dear god, they are so loud

she’s either the first one shushing him or the others are telling both of them to shut up

wooyoung screams a lot so to juliet the only solution is to be even louder

siblings who annoy each other but also love the other to bits and will kill for each other

one time they did a v-live together and an atiny pointed out how when juliet says “no” it sounds like “noerrrrr”; wooyoung hasn’t let it go since and clowns her for it every chance he gets

one minute they’re bickering over something stupid and the next they’re cuddling on the sofa and laughing at random stuff on their phones

wooyoung teases her for literally everything, from her height to her australian accent; it’s a miracle she hasn’t killed him yet

“wooyoung dance king!”

she loves his vocals so much :(

she also loves his laugh; she thinks it’s very contagious and it always makes her laugh even harder

very clingy pt.2 :(((((

they like to cook together; despite juliet’s constant teasing, she genuinely loves his cooking

the biggest army’s

the duo that has everyone wrapped around their fingers

#JONGHO; (JONGLIET)

they’re the youngest ones so they’re bound to be chaotic together

they have a secret handshake!!

since they’re the only ones who don’t share a birth year with anyone in the group, they call themselves the “21st century duo”

another tom-and-jerry relationship but they love each other to bits i promise :’)

high note battles that make the others go •_•

their duets though :’)))) a blessing

when they sang miss a’s “good-bye baby” together at mama 2019

vocal legends

jongho always use the fact that she’s the youngest against her, especially when they’re asked to do aegyo

“i think the maknae should do it >:)” “jongHO SHUTUPJAGSJAJS”

“well, he’s the youngest among the boys, so i think he should go too”; cue his look of ultimate betrayal

imagine her face when she saw his red hair for the first time :(

“omgomgomg now you’re a real apple!!!” :(((((

more piggyback rides!!

okay, but juliet is honestly so grateful for jongho; they’re the closest in age so it’s always very easy for her to talk to him and she loves him a lot :’(

they understand each other very deeply and usually they don’t need to exchange words to know what the other is thinking/feeling

she can overthink a lot and in those moments he’s her voice of reason and is always there to help her through those times

partners in crime :>

[jaestay]

A study session with Mr. Bang and Mr. Lee!

Pairing: Bang Chan x Y/N and Felix x Y/N

Genre: Smut

Content/Warning: Teacher-student relation, female reader, age gap (not mentioned), threesome, oral (f, m), anal, double penetration, unprotected sex, semi public.

Requested: Anon- “Could you do an One shot of English teacher Chan x English teacher Felix x student Who doesn't speak very well English? Smut?”

Word count: 3,3k

You’ve always been a good student.

Acing in everything as usual, except English. Your parent and your teachers didn’t understand the sudden drop of grades, on no other subject other than English.

But you knew exactly what the sudden cause to the drop was. The reason being none other than getting extra private classes from your favorite teacher Mr. Bang Chris and sometime his co-worker Mr. Lee Felix.

Both teachers were good looking, young and single, so it isn’t a surprise that the whole school wanted to sleep with them. But you took the need to next level, as you were determined to sleep with one of them if not with both of them.

You constantly had this crazy fantasy of them both taking you in the library, where the usual tutoring sessions would be. You’d edge yourself almost every night imagining them reading out loud your mistakes and making sure you get every grammatical error you made, as both of their cock were dragging inside you.

You put these thoughts aside the as the final bell rang, shivers of excitement run through you, knowing that it’s time to go to the library and meet your hot English teacher Mr. Bang.

Truth to be told all throughout your school career, you lowest was always English, because it was not your native language and it was always difficult for you to speak because you have a heavy accent. So falling behind wasn’t a difficult task for you. And to everyone’s disappointment, you indeed took a big step back.

You quickly dropped by the toilets to check if everything was in place, you do not want to be out of place for your favorite teacher. You fixed your hair and applied an even coat of your lip balm, which smelled like strawberries, also spraying yourself with your favorite perfume.

Maybe it was the dirty thought you had at class or maybe it was the seducing scent of your perfume that you just sprayed, an idea that today you must have him dawned on you, your heat also getting wetter at the same time. Without missing a beat you started fixing your pleated skirt by pulling it up from the back a bit just to showcase your back thighs more than usual, you also leave two more buttons undone from your button down white shirt, reveling a good portion of cleavage out, for those willing to look.

Feeling contented with the sudden changes, you giddily packed your things up and skipped to the library. You showed your student ID to get in and quickly went into one of the rooms that you always have classes on.

He was already there, and surprisingly with Mr. Lee on his side, discussing some exam questions. They quickly concluded their conversation when they saw you.

“Good evening, Mr. Bang and Mr. Lee, did I interrupt you?” you asked with your heavy accent and smiling, owing to the fact that you were happy to see both of them and to be in the same room with them.

“No, y/n, don’t worry” Mr. Bang smiled back at you.

“Now, quickly get your things so we can start”. Mr. Lee said with urgency. His deep voice echoed through the room, it sent a tingle of sensation through your whole body.

You give them a perplexed look when they both moved to the side of the table leaving a big gap between them. It took some time for you to understand that both of them are going to teach you and they want you to sit in the middle of them.

While looking at them, you observed that the undone buttons didn’t go unnoticed from both of them as both of them kept staring at your chest and not in your eyes like they always do. Feeling confident enough, you turned around, and when you had your back facing them you let your bag fall to the ground. You slowly bent down, to pick up your book and pencil case from inside you bag. You could hear their breath hitch when your shorts inside your skirt came to light, which at the same time revealed the curves of your butt mesmerizingly to them.

Without hesitating, you took your designated seat, in between them. You couldn’t believe that you are really living this. Oh, how often you’d let your hand under your panties thinking about this scenario.

“May we start now?” you asked innocently looking into their eyes, just as you squished in between them, to sit.

“No baby, it’s -shall we start now” both them laughed, you blushed not only at the mistake but at the pet name too, making you more wet and clench around nothing, as you felt the wetness sliding inside your pussy.

“Yeah right, sorry”, you said rubbing the back of your neck from embarrassment, while squeezing you thighs to ease the movements down there.

They start the class like normal, bringing out your past exam paper to pin point your mistake, so you could work on them.

“Are you wearing perfume y/n?” Mr. Lee asked, abruptly, while he took a sniff of you.

“Mmm, lavender” Mr. Bang added from the side of your ear, as he was suddenly close to you.

Take aback from the unpredicted inquiry, not understanding what they are saying well and the closeness, you jerked a bit to the side, then out of nowhere, you felt Mr. Bang’s nose rub against your ear accidentally when he came to take your scent in again, you let out an audible moan at the sensation.

You suddenly opened your eyes and clapped your hand on your mouth as you blushed deep red. You quickly stood up and sat on the table as you stared back at them, who were looking at you with wide eyes. You took a second to look deep inside both of their eyes and you noticed that their pupils were fully blown out, because nothing other than blackness of desire started back at you.

Suddenly you were pushed back until you back hit on the table by Mr. Bang, and  you saw Mr. Lee walking away to lock the door, because you heard the tiny click.

After the two men exchanged glances, Mr. Lee came from behind the table and Mr. Bang from the front trapped your small figure in-between them as you struggled to breathe. You took a deep breath as both of pressed their chest against your body.

You tried to push them away, with the little bit satiny left in you. Even though this is exactly what you wanted, you suddenly felt little uncertain.

But when you felt Mr. Bang’s lips on your and Mr. Lee’s lips on the back of your neck, you immediately gave in. You moaned as your hands went to grab their hair to push them in deep. His kiss is full of desire, it’s like he knew what he came for precise and taking the enough measurement to make you more turned on and make you needier.

When you ran out of breath you tired pull Mr. Bang away, just as you took a deep breath, Mr. Lee came in, with his open mouth over yours, you took his scent in, and bucking your hips as you felt his sloppy kiss leave a trail of saliva on your chin. You moaned into Mr. Lee’s mouth when you felt Mr. Bang’s mouth on your neck and going down.

“Please” you wailed as you had to push them away to take deep breath as you were getting lightheaded.

“What happened now, princess?” Mr. Bang asked mocking you the same time.

“Yeah come on, we know you want this, you think we didn’t notice the way you stare at us” Mr. Lee announced as they stared at you making you shiver just by looking at them. How did they know your best kept secret? Where you not that secretive? Did your gaze of desire give it away, as he said, and made them aware of your wet dreams? Your questions to your self was bought to en end when Mr. Bang made it more comprehensible for you.

“Or the way your thighs press together, when I speak to you” Mr. Bang declared, licking his lips. Your body really gave away the need of wanting them, because you were too horny whenever you saw them. You stare deep in to Mr. Bang’s eyes, to know if he really meant what he said and if he knew more of your secret.

“Little selfish of you to think that only Chris want to rail you” Mr. Lee broke you from the trance that trapped you in the eyes of Mr. Bang and you look at him apologetically as you were letting him know, he is also in your wet dreams, that were supposed to be secret.

“Nah, I think princess imagines both of us ruining her, don’t you?” His Australian accent heavy, as he nodded his head towards waiting for an answer. You stared at both of them, not knowing what to say, should you humiliate yourself and admit that they are reason you orgasm every night or keep denying them?

“By the way, you okay with this?” Mr. Lee uttered, concern filling his face. Thank god that he broke the tension building between you and Mr. Bang.

“You okay with both of us taking you?” flirty Mr. Bang asked you winking at you.

They left no space for you to think as they reattached themselves on top you. You quickly nodded at them as you push them on to you more. Mr. Bang quickly pulled your shorts down and Mr. Lee ripped your shirt apart and quickly pulling you’re your bra over your head.

You let out a deep moan as your wet pussy hit the air. You lie there legs apart and supporting yourself on the table, as they both look at your hard nipples and your shimmering pussy folds, in awe and mouth agape.

You got shy under their ogling eyes and try to close your legs but that ended nowhere as they immediately pulled it open to keep looking at it. They both got close to your pussy, then Mr. Bang blew at your wet clit and you squeezed your boobs at the sensitivity and letting out a whine.

“Dude, she’s dripping” Mr. Bang states as Mr. Lee comes to the front, so he could sniff your juicy cunt, he groaned at your scent, he cannot wait anymore. Both of their eyes shine back at your shining pussy.

“Damn, princess, all this for us?” Mr. Lee asks you. You have no idea what to say as you had no idea what he meant because you were too flustered from what was happening in front of you.

You mutter a quick “No” since you were confused.

“No?” Both men said in unison, as they let out a laugh. You were really confusing them.

“Tell us baby do you want it or not” Mr. Lee asked you, patience and care dripping his voice.

“Are we not getting our message of wanting to fuck you raw, across?” Mr. Bang urged you, as he couldn’t wait any longer than this.

Your twitch at his words. As they swiftly move and you feel Mr. Bang leave open mouth kisses on your nipple as he bite it down and swirled the sensitive top in with his tongue.

“Mr. Bang” you screamed, your hands were flying to catch him as your other nipple was being pinched and squeezed by his delicate fingers.

“It’s Chris” he corrected you, in the tone he always use to point out your mistakes. You clench around nothing at the use of that tone.

Mr. Lee on the other hand, stated kissing your inner thighs, you grab his hand, with your other hand to stabilize yourself, he quickly moved to kiss your pussy lips, and you moaned his name but he quickly corrected you to only call him “Felix” for the night.

His teeth nibbled your nub and started giving you long licks, inhaling your pussy fold to inside his mouth as he hums from satisfaction. You opened your mouth to let out a inaudible moan, taking advantage of your state Chris moved from sucking your nipples to, quickly unbuckling his belt pushing his pants down and freeing his hard on.

After getting on top of the table, he tapped his cock on your tongue that was hanging out from your open mouth. You opened your eyes and saw his pink tip begging to get inside your mouth, you quickly swallowed his tip and licked it, and suddenly from a confidence boost you decide to take it all of him inside, but you choked as you were inexperienced at this.

He pushed your head back and looked at you, and since you smiled back at him innocently, he pushed his cock back in you, making you take his whole cock inside your mouth. You closed your lips at the end of his dick and your tongue on the inside rubbed against the slit of his tip, making him let out deep, vibrating groans, which made you more wet while, your slick were being swallowed by Felix.

You took quick glances down when you felt Felix’s lips leave your already sore pussy, you watch him as he tapped his dick on to your wet pussy. After smirking at you, he tried to push inside, but because his girth was too much, your hit his chest to stop him, because you were still swallowing up Chris’s cock.

Felix made Chris pull away from your mouth, to make it easier for you, so he pulled you up and made you bend over the table. Your head hit the cold table and you arch your back to Felix. At this position Felix tried again, this time though, a bit by bit but he slipped in, making you see starts by each push but nonetheless, when he bottomed out you motioned that you need some time to get used to it the feeling of his cock stretching you out.

Even though you had experience before, you were completely new to this, imagining how it feels is completely different from having them in front of you, you noted to yourself.

While you were waiting, Chris, understanding that you’d need some time and to not waste any more time on his plans, pushed his fingers deep inside your ass hole, you cried out at the new feeling. Now you need time to get used both of these stretching you out to no end.

Just when he started pushing his second finger and started scissoring you, both you and Felix let out deep moans at the feeling. Because Felix could also feel the other males hand through the sheer walls separating them. The feeling of his fingers inside your one hole and Mr. Lee’s dick on your other made you shed tears from sensitivity. Mr. Bang noticing it kissed your tears away

“You okay honey, do you feel stuffed enough” he mocked you again, you cannot take any more of his teasing as his fingers were plunging inside you.

His words made you squirm without you knowing. You cried more when he pushed third finger inside you. Felix also started moving up and down. The intensity is making you see white as your eyes roll back from the pleasure that was filling you up. Felix moved swiftly inside you. You groaned and moaned as you feel his width filling you so deliciously.

“Fuck, you feel so good inside me” you shout out to Felix

“God, baby y-you too” he kissed your back as Chris pulled away.

“Pull her up” you hear Chris said tell Felix.

He was broken from the trance and while still inside you, he pulled up to his chest, you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist and arched your back so it would be accessible for Chris to enter your anus. Felix felt you clenching around, from excitement and started moaning as he was having hard time not to push his dick in and out of you, but he had to wait for Chris to bottom out, so it wouldn’t be difficult for you.

Chris pushed his dick inside your gaping hole with ease, as his fingers stretched you enough. All of you wait another two minutes to get used to this feeling. The sudden movements from both of them stuffing both of their cock made you wail and scream from pleasure. You spasmed and twitched as both them started fucking you without mercy, from the start. Filling both of your hole not caring about your tears or the fact that you’re squirting.

You on the other hand, squirted and cummed as soon as they both started moving up and down inside of you, you couldn’t control it anymore, it felt too good. At the middle of your session as the vulnerability and sensitivity from both the cock filling you up sent you to overdrive. You scream both of their name and dug your nails deep in Chris’s arms which were holding you up from your hips.

“Did you come princess?” Felix asked you as you where bouncing on their cock, unstoppably.

“Shit, you are clenching so hard” Chris scorned at you, “you squirted so hard too”

“Chris, Felix, o-oh my god, stop, please” you sobbed from hypersensitivity.

Seeing you in these state and the constant clenching around both of their cocks made Felix also edge.

“I’m gonna cum, baby” he moaned and sped up to a speed you didn’t know he could go, as he was thrusting with like there is no tomorrow in to you.

“Inside me, please” you wailed when he squirted his liquid deep inside your walls. Meanwhile the over-stimulation has turned in to pleasure again as you feel his sloppy thrusts. When the sloppy thrusts changed angles and started hitting against the wall which was being filled by Chris. You cry out Felix’s name as you feel the Chris groan against your neck, you knew he was close, so were you.

“I’m gonna finish too, baby girl” he moaned out.

“You too, inside me Chris” you screamed, not caring if you are in library or anywhere, because your climax was dangerously close. You clenched immensely around both of their dick, filling you up as you cum again for the second time, which also sent Chris to end it inside you.

You both pant loudly, as Felix stared at both of you coming down from your high. To thank both of them, you started kissing Felix as he was in front of you. Your lips move delicately, as both of your lips fit like a puzzle piece, like you were made for each other. After the romantic kiss, you turned around and give the same attention Chris who had sweat running down from his forehead. Funny to you, he also fit you just like a puzzle piece. You brush off the feeling of spark you felt when you kissed both of them.

They pulled out, while you whine from over-sensitivity and let you lay down on the ground to clean you up. Before cleaning you up, they took a look at you. You had both their releases coming out and running on your to your thighs, you were sweating and you had dried tear marks all over your red cheeks, but overall you looked so pretty in their eyes as they stared sweetly at you. All of you smile smugly as you knew that this won’t be a one-time thing!

After they started cleaning you up, all of your head snapped to the door as you hear a knock, bringing you back to reality.

“Oh fuck!” Mr. Bang said in surprised,

“Shit, no!” Mr. Lee uttered while looking at both of you, waiting for what’s to come.

[jeonstellate]

REVLIS (레브리스) is an independent lyricist, composer, and producer known for her contribution in numerous hit songs.

stage name ┊ REVLIS (레브리스)

birth name ┊ Min Shi Eun (민시은)

english name ┊ Silver Min

birthday ┊ 24 November 1997

zodiac sign ┊ Sagittarius

nationality ┊ Korean-Australian

she was born in Seoul, South Korea

she moved to Sydney, Australia, in 2015 — she was seventeen (17) internationally that time

she is fluent in both Korean and English and can speak basic Japanese

she has a little Aussie accent whenever she speaks English

she has two brothers: an older (Seo Jun) and a younger (Seo Hyun)

she is rumored to be the daughter of two wealthy company owners

REVLIS’ identity was unknown for years until she was ultimately forced to reveal herself following Dispatch’s attempt to start a rumor that iKON’s DK is dating her (the mysterious girl in the photos)

she is close to all iKON members, especially DK and Ju-ne who she considers as her best friends

she revealed that she has known iKON members even before they were called iKON; when they were still known as Team B (IG Live XXXXXX)

she revealed that, during her stay in Australia, she has missed choreographing and dancing with Donghyuk and Hanbin the most (IG Live XXXXXX)

she is rumored to be related to BTS’ Suga

she is friends with most of the Gushibchil Boys — which includes NCT’s Jaehyun and Winwin; Seventeen’s DK, Mingyu, and The8; ASTRO’s Cha Eunwoo; Got7’s Bambam and Yugyeom; BTS’ Jungkook; and Stray Kids’ Bang Chan (Winwin is the only one she didn’t get to know because he joined after she went to Australia)

she claimed to know Chan the best out of all the Gushibchil Boys

if she has a best friend amongst the Gushibchil Boys, she thinks it’ll be Chan

she admitted that she lost contact with everyone she left behind in South Korea when she moved because she accidentally lost her phone shortly after and couldn’t remember any of her passwords for a while

the last person she texted before she boarded the plane was Donghyuk: she texted him her new address, but the text apparently didn’t go through (IG Live XXXXXX)

she often works closely with LIGHT, hence popularity of the REVLIS-LIGHT tandem in song credits

REVLIS’ identity was an extremely well-kept secret that only her brothers knew about her pseudonym until she had to reveal it publicly

she claimed that B.I is the reason why she became a composer and a producer

she mentioned that Stray Kids’ Bang Chan inspires her a lot, having known him way before he debuted

she can play piano and guitar

if given the opportunity, she would like to collaborate with all her friends in a track each (IG Live XXXXXX)

she is thinking about making a track specifically for each of her friends as an apology gift for disappearing (IG Live XXXXXX)

she personally thought she makes songs with sad lyrics the best (IG Live XXXXXX)

she expressed her unwillingness to sign under any label because she likes the freedom of working with anyone she wants

she didn’t know that some of her songs went to a few of her friends’ groups until someone told her