#spanish is my second language so i hope this is okay LOL

[superstarcherrycolagirl]

in sweetness

enzo vogrincic x reader

idea: you have a killer migraine, but enzo helps make it a little less unbearable

tw: none… just tons and tons of fluff, spanglish!reader, sickness, kinda grammar checked

notes: hi!!! so this is my first enzo blurb so sorry if it’s stupid LOL i had a really bad migraine the other night so this idea kinda just popped into my head! i did use a translator as well so sorry AGAIN in advance if some of the stuff doesn’t make sense or is so painfully corny:) but i hope you like it!!

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“De acuerdo, tengo la bolsa de hielo,” you hear Enzo’s voice echoing through the hallway as his footsteps get closer and closer to your room. You would normally take a quick glance to see his shadow moving swiftly along the wall, except this time you have the lights turned off, a little towel just covering your eyes, and your eyes closed shut underneath that towel. The bedroom is completely dark, only softly illuminated by the moonlight peaking through the window. Unfortunately, having a piercing migraine makes it impossible to stand the slightest bit of light.

The medicine that you took should be kicking in soon, but waiting for it to in the meantime is the most gruesome part.

The creaking of the wooden floors woke up your mushy brain again, along with the sound of clinking ice cubes moving in a glass. “Y te traje un poco más de agua” you hear Enzo say as the glass cup hits the coaster on your nightstand. Although it was dark, you chose to lift up a bit of the cloth from your face to try and catch a glimpse of your sweet boyfriend. “Ay, gracias, amor” the hush of your voice was so quiet you weren’t sure if you even heard yourself, but Enzo did. As you looked up at him — the dim light of the window lit up the right side of his face — his face quickly shifted from a look of confusion to surprise. Enzo was hoping that you fell asleep, that the pain finally bearable enough to rest.

“Oye, no” he said as his hand moved quickly to move the towel back to cover your eyes. “No deberías quitarte esa toalla todavía, todavía estás despierto” “Tan mandona” you said with a chuckle “Hablo en serio, te sentirás más enfermo si intentas quitártelo” “Lo sé... solo quería ver lo sexy que era mi enfermero” that made Enzo serious demeanor crack, as he let out a little chuckle. After gently putting the ice pack on your head, he sits down at the edge of the bed and moves to hover over your face “Y tú, nena,” he said playfully as he pecked your cheek “eres mi paciente más importante” “Qué amable” you quipped back.

Over the course of your relationship, Enzo has learned more and more about your migraines, and has become very aware of how to help you when they sneak up on you. You feel Enzo’s hand, still chilled from carrying the iced water and ice pack, move to hold the back of your neck while caressing the side of your face with his thumb. “¿Tus niveles de dolor siguen en un ocho?” “Se siente más cerca de un cinco ahora, en realidad” “Oh, bien, me alegro” he said with relief. Enzo understands that neither you nor himself have enough power to make these migraines go away in an instant. So he doesn’t care if it seems like he’s doing ‘too much’ when bringing more cold water for you, undoing your hair to relieve more pressure, and ending his late night reading to turn out the lights. He would do all of that and more in a heartbeat if it meant that you’d feel the slightest bit better.

You extended your right arm over to his side of the bed and tapped his pillow with the back of your fingers, signaling that you want him to get in bed too. Soon you feel Enzo’s legs gently graze over your hips to climb beside you, a faint squeak of springs as he collapses on the bed.

“Gracias por cuidarme, nene” you muttered softly, shortly followed by a little yawn. After dropping his phone on the nightstand, Enzo rolled onto his side, shifted his body closer to be right along yours, and placed an arm behind your head and the other back by your face. “No hace falta decir gracias, amorcita” he said sweetly as he placed another kiss just by your temple “Siento mucho que tengas que lidiar con estas malditas migrañas, no es justo” his words seeping with frustration.

“Sí, son realmente una mierda, pero al menos no estoy lidiando con ellos solo” your honeyed voice rung in his ears, as you bring your hand up to your face and moved that mini towel off you eyes “Oh there you are!” You said sarcastically, earning another chuckle from the man above you. “Estaba empezando a extrañar esos bonitos ojos tuyos,” his hand moved to hold the side of your head and massage your temple with his thumb, your hand latched behind his hand in return. Looking into your sleepy eyes, he couldn’t help but smile “Tan bonita angelita” and you hummed in return “Todo por ti, gordito” which sent the both of you into a giggling mess.

“¿Hay algo más que necesites chiquitita?” “No, creo que revisaste todas las casillas que tenía” he took a little pause, looking like he was trying to focus. Maybe his sleepiness was catching up to him. “Good,” he replied quietly, awaiting your reaction. Even though you were barely awake, your face still lit up “Ah! Baby!” Now both of your hands reached up for his face, fingers grasping onto his neck, and pulling him down to bring him even closer. The giggling turned into laughing. “That was so good!” “No, no, no fue nada especial” You could feel the heat burning from Enzo’s cheeks, blushing into the crook of your neck. “It was special” and you really meant it. Any word or phrase Enzo learns to say in English makes you feel proud, and his dedication to keep learning and making conversation makes you fall in love with him even more.

“Eres demasiado amable conmigo, mi amor” “Bueno, será mejor que te acostumbres" Enzo let out a deep hum, lifted his face to meet with yours, then connected your lips together into a deep kiss. He loved how your lips still faintly lingered of vanilla; thank god he remembered to pick up that chapstick you liked. Breaking the kiss, Enzo looked back at your eyes “Creo que estás listo para dormir, eh?” “Mhm” “Mmm… good” After grabbing the ice pack and tossing it onto the floor, Enzo have you one more kiss for the night.

“Te quiero”

“Y te quiero aún más”

No more than five minutes later you to fall asleep, your little breaths were music to Enzo’s ears.

“Dulces sueños, dulzura”

i know on the apple translator app “dulzura” it translates it to “sweetie” but i really meant “sweetness” lol so sorry abt that

hope you enjoyed :)

[redstarwriting]

bestie

spider squad x black cat!fem!reader

request?: yes

request: “hi! okay i love your works and my brains been rotting thinking abt this lol. i was wondering if i could request a black cat variant! reader that somehow (idk how sorry ), she's apart of the spider-society? Given that black cats backstory isn't all that nice, maybe she has a deal W miguel to let her stay if she makes sure she uses her skills to help the society instead of stealing? and how the squad(miles, gwen, pav, hobie) meet her in the society?”

requested by: anon​

word count: 2.1k

genre: platonic and chaotic LMAO

Warnings: language, stealing, bad Spanish, slight Gwen crush if you squint but also like not really

A/N: STOP I LOVE WRITING PLATONIC AND CHAOTIC THINGS!! i did change up the prompt a bit as they didn’t meet her in spider society necessarily (even though the did, they just didn’t know it lol) i hope you enjoy this anon! also if anyone wants to knows some of the specific songs that gave me black cat 2099 vibes lemme know 👀 i’ll make a post

pt ii - becoming hobie’s bestie

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Gwen, Miles, Pavitr, and Hobie were called to “the principal’s office” as they started calling it. So here they are, in front of Miguel, waiting to be reprimanded for something they did. “I have a mission for the three of you,” he says, pointing to Miles, Gwen, and Pav. “Hobie, you’re not needed.”

“Like ‘ell I’m not,” he says, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. Miguel subtly smiles to himself. Reverse psychology. Works every time.

“Wait, what?” Miles asks, eyes wide. “You aren’t gonna yell at us for existing?” Gwen asks, equally as surprised. Miguel rolls his eyes. “For existing? When have I ever…” he trails off as Pav, Hobie, and Gwen point at Miles. 

And Miles points at himself. 

“Dios mío,” Miguel mumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose. “No. I’m not doing that. This time.”

“What’s the mission then? Are we going somewhere new? Oh! Can I bring back a souvenir?” Pavitr asks, excitedly. “No, but I’m sure you’ll end up with some sort of souvenir regardless,” Miguel grumbles, and Hobie raises his eyebrow. “Well, what do you mean by that?” Gwen asks and Miguel types into his computer. A picture of a girl pops up on the screen. “I need you to bring me her.”

“Uhhh what? You want us to bring you a… civilian?” Miles asks, and Miguel nods. “She’ll respond to you all better. You’re the same age,” Miguel says, and they all glance at each other. “Can you not be secretive for like, a couple of seconds? Is she an anomaly?”

“No, Gwen. Just bring her to Spider Society, please. She’s from this universe, so I’m just sending you to where I need you to go,” Miguel says, opening a portal for them to go through. They all glance at each other before Gwen shrugs, walking through the portal. Miles and Pav follow her, and Hobie rolls his eyes following the three of them. They find themselves… at a show? They’re on top of the catwalk in a stadium show, looking down at the audience. “What the hell?” Gwen mumbles and Hobie is intrigued when he sees the instruments on the stage. “Now why did he send us to a concert?” Miles asks, and Pav shrugs. Right at that moment, the lights go down and everyone starts to scream. “So, you think she’s in the crowd? How are we supposed to find someone in all of these people?” Miles asks, and Pav shrugs. “I can do it, easily,” Pav says, and Miles and Gwen give him a Look™. “What?! It’s simple you just look for her face! Miguel showed us a picture of her.”

“Aye, ‘e’s right. Found her,” Hobie says, and they all look at him. He’s pointing, and they follow his finger. “SHE’S THE SINGER?!” Gwen yells as the music starts. “Yeah. Guess we gotta wait for the set to finish,” Hobie says, shrugging and sitting on the catwalk, “Gettin’ a free show outta this shit at least.”

“Oh, please, every show you’ve ever been to has been free,” Gwen says, sitting next to him, taking her mask off. Hobie, Pav, and Miles all follow suit. “What does Miguel want with a singer?”

“I like her outfit,” Pav says, ignoring Miles’ question and sitting next to Gwen. Miles quickly slips between Pav and Gwen, shooing him away slightly. “Not my style. Lyrics ain’t bad,” Hobie says, leaning back and observing the performance, “She can sing, I’ll give ‘er ‘at.”

“I fuck with it. Lyrics speak to me,” Gwen says, and Pav nods. “She seems angry.”

“Yeah, that’s why I can respect what she’s doin’. Threatenin’ and angry music is cool,” Hobie says, bobbing his head up and down. Gwen nods. “Okay, guys, seriously, what does Miguel want with a singer?”

“Maybe she’s a scientist or something? Miguel needs her help?” Gwen suggests, and Miles shakes his head. “Nah, I feel like he’d just meet with her then.”

“He did mention she was close to our age, though. And her songs make it sound like she has an issue with authority,” Pav mentions, and Hobie nods. “I fuck with ‘er.” They all look at him. “Oh, I get it. She’s Hobie’s age,” Gwen says, and Hobie raises his eyebrow. “What does ‘at ‘ave to do with anythin’?”

“You two are the same age, both have a problem with authority… whatever she is, she needs someone she can relate to to actually come with us,” Gwen says, and Hobie nods. “Guess ‘at makes sense.” The four of them continue watching the concert. Even though it isn’t necessarily punk music, Hobie loves the lyrics. And Gwen loves all of the songs because she understands the lyrics more than the other guys. Miles is enjoying it because Gwen is enjoying it, and Pav is enjoying it because other people are enjoying it. However, neither of them would probably listen to this after this mission. When you’re nearing the end, Miles slips his mask back on. “Alright, everyone. What’s the plan?”

“We need to get backstage,” Gwen says, slipping her mask on as well. “‘ave a gander down there,” Hobie says, pointing at some marks on the stage. “What’s that?” Pav asks. “Pyrotechnics. When they go off, we go in,” Hobie says, and they all nod. “Hope they’re big enough that no one sees us,” Gwen mumbles and Hobie scoffs. “Gwendy, it’s a stadium show. It’s ‘bout to be big,” he says. The four of them prepare, running along the catwalk and getting ready to web back to where you would disappear to. Sure enough, the pyrotechnics go off and Hobie was right. They’re big. It gives them the advantage as they slip undetected backstage. They hide high up, watching as you run offstage after your encore. They silently follow you to your dressing room and Miles points at an air vent. Gwen nods, quietly yanking it off of its hinges. She crawls inside, taking a glance to make sure you’re still clothed, and then motions for the boys to follow.

Meanwhile, you’re wiping your makeup off, sipping on some water to soothe your throat from your performance. You walk away from the giant mirror to go grab a snack in the corner of the room when, suddenly, you feel like someone is watching you. You subtly unsheathe your hairbrush, which doubles as a dagger. Just in case. You take a deep breath, turning around, and throwing it. Miles leaps out of the way, and the other three’s eyes are wide. The accuracy with that throw was a little too good. “None of you are Miguel,” you say, on edge still. “Ay, don’t compare me to that bloody bloke. I’d rather die than be called ‘im,” Hobie says, and you give him an amused look. “I can arrange that,” you say, and Gwen clears her throat. “I just wanted to say your concert was like, totally, awesome.”

“Aw, thanks! Did you pay to watch?” you ask and she looks around. “Well uh… I, um—” She gets cut off by your laugh. “I’m kidding. I don’t give a fuck if you didn’t. In fact, I would prefer you didn’t,” you explain. “Oh! Then no. Too cool to pay, you know?” Gwen rambles and Miles turns his head to her, giving her a look that translates into ‘What the hell are you talking about?’ You chuckle. “Why are you four here, then? Señor O’Hara miss me?” you take a bite of the snack you picked, leaning against the wall. “How do you know Miguel?” Pav asks and you snort. “Long story. Oh! He finally find out I took something from him?” you ask, tossing your food to the side and crossing your arms. “I… we actually don’t know. He just said we had to bring you back to—”

“Wait he’s actually inviting me into his super secret spider society?” you ask, a look of excitement spreading across your face. “Uh. Yes?” Miles says, and you squeal. “This is so exciting! My first time being invited, okay, great, hold on,” you say, quickly running off and behind the changing room divider. “Uh… you’re just gonna come with us?” Gwen asks, and you yell a quick ‘yep!’ They all look at each other and shrug. “No offense, sweet’eart, but I thought it woulda been ‘arder to convince ya. Wasn’t aware bein’ invited by a stuck-up wanker like ‘im was all it would take,” Hobie says, and they hear a giggle from behind the screen. “Oh this isn’t my first time in his little fanclub,” you step out from behind the divider, garnishing an all-black catsuit with shiny black gloves coming to claws at the fingers. A small eye mask adorns your face, and you smirk. “It’s just the first time he’ll know I’m there.”

“Holy shit, no way! You’re Black Cat!” Gwen says, and you do a little curtsy. “Pleased to make your acquaintance officially, Gwen Stacy,” you say, and her eyes get big. “How did you know—”

“Like I said. Not my first time there. Surprising since you all have that spidey sense or whatever, but guess I’m just that good,” you say, pulling out a dimension-hopping watch. “When did you—”

“Do I have to say I’ve been to your Spidertopia already again? Come on, I’m sure your pendejo of a boss is waiting for us,” you grin, and Hobie shakes his head. “Not my boss. I like you, though. Gettin’ fuck the establishment vibes,” he says, and you wink at him. “Thanks, Hobie Brown. Appreciate it. Also, Pavitr, you need to tell me what your haircare routine is,” you walk through the portal, and the four of them follow after you. Sure enough, you step out of the portal and stand right in front of Miguel’s desk. “Hello there, Spider-Boy,” you say, and he sighs. “(Y/n). Give me the device back. Now.”

“I’m good, actually. Been having too much fun with it,” you say, placing it on your wrist. He mutters something in Spanish as the four of them appear behind you. “Wait, if you’re Black Cat, why are you like… a superstar?” Miles asks, taking his mask off. “Was told at a young age to never settle for second best. So, I never did. Also if you want to steal from the big leagues, you have to be in with the big leagues,” you say, shrugging. “Damn, she is… so cool,” Gwen whispers. “We have an agreement, (Y/n),” MIguel says and you groan. “Miguel! Big guy, amigo, can I call you that?”

“No.”

“Don’t care, when have I ever stuck with an agreement?” you ask and he frowns. “This is all because you want to be able to come here whenever you want, isn’t it?” he asks and you grin. “You’re so smart, bestie,” you say and he groans. “You’re impossible.”

“I know. So can I come here and not have to worry about multiple spiders biting me all at once?” you ask, and he sighs. “Yes.”

“YE—”

“BUT!”

“Fuck, there’s a but,” you groan, as he continues talking, “No. Stealing.” You feign offense. “What makes you think I would ever steal something from here?” He points to your wrist. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. This was gifted to me.”

“By who.”

“Myself.”

“Esta maldita chica,” he mumbles, and you grin. “Well, thank you so much for approving my breaking and entering of your little arachnid club. I’ll be sure to return everything I’ve taken in hopes that you would notice I wanted to be invited,” you grin, and he clenches his jaw. “You step one toe out of line—”

“I woooon’t! Promise! Before I return everything though, I kinda have a heist planned in Earth-42,” you shrug, pulling up a portal. “I’ll tell Miles you said hi, Miles,” you give him a smirk, but before disappearing into the portal, you hear Miguel. “When you’re done come back here. I actually might be able to use you for something.”

You smile at him. “Say less, Spider-Man.” Then, you disappear. “We’re about to see a lot more of her, aren’t we?” Miles asks, and Miguel sighs and nods. “Dude! She is so cool!” Gwen says, and Hobie nods. “She don’t take shit from no one. Respectable.”

“She’s funny! And she was able to shut you down, Miguel, that never happens,” Pav says, laughing a bit. “She seems kinda crazy,” Miles says.”

“What, like we aren’t?” Gwen retaliates and he shrugs. “I am perfectly sane! Most of the time…”

Miguel runs his hand through his hair in frustration as the four of them continue discussing you while walking out of the room.

He was not looking forward to the friendship the five of you were about to form.

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[jojo-schmo]

Okay first of all, I love this au, like, with all my heart, thank you for existing

Second of all, what do you think Elflis (Hope I am spelling that right) sounds like? Like, voice head canon??

Oh my gosh, thank you so much!! <3 I'm so glad you like it!

I talk more about how I imagine Elfilis sounding here, and my voice actor head canon for them here! They're older posts but still hold true for me.

Someone commented on a comic page a long time ago how they imagined Elfilis sounding like Midna from Twilight Princess, WHICH I LOVE.

But outside of a game context where he'd have full speech instead of "animalese text boxes" I think he'd have a similar voice to the computer at Lab Discovera with the same bouncy and staggered vocal inflection. But pitched a bit lower. And while they understand the language everyone from Pop Star speaks due to listening and observing the Waddle Dees for a while, speaking is a different story!

Especially like here where he talks a lot, I imagine his delivery of each word is staggered with inconsistent timing. It doesn't help that they don't fully understand the sentence structure and vocabulary of Dreamland's language yet, so it takes a second to think about the correct words to say.

Someday when it's easier for him to speak that language, the pauses in his speech will go away but I think it'll always sound just a little artificial. Kind of like that TikTok text-to-speech voice.

(I'm drawing a little from my own bilingual experience here haha... My folks' first language is Spanish so I can totally understand what they're saying! But having a conversation and responding with my own correct sentence structures and vocabulary is still tricky for me sometimes. I tend to trip over my words, it takes a while to get my thought out in the correct language, sometimes my tongue won't roll an 'r' correctly and I sound like my mouth is full of cotton... And sometimes I give up halfway and finish the sentence in English lol)

[mrsjavierp]

Where you belong?

Chapter 9 - I'll be your Dirty Little Secret

Javier Peña x latin!f!reader

Summary: Running away from life as you always knew to start a new position as Head Chief on a DEA Office, far away, on Colombia. There, you'll face violence, as you never thought you could. There, you'll meet Javier Peña, your stubborn agent...

Warnings (to the whole fic): +18!, angst, smut, cheating, last relationships, drug dealing - Narcos Universe (not so accurate), bad spanish, english is my second language, use of Y/N and Y/LN. No physical description of the reader, only your clothes (sometimes). The POVs are shifting between reader (first person and Narrator - 3rd person)

(If I forgot anything, tell me, pls!)

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: Thanks for your feedback, hope you enjoy this chapter! Hope to hear from you all soon! I gotta say I'm really fucking horny for Javi lol

Tag: @creedslove | @pedrostories | @mjoee13 | @immyowndefender | @iamsherlocked-1998 | @pedroswife69 | @szde8-blog ***

Narrator's POV:

“Oh, cariño, you're never off the hook, not with me.” - he responded to you, joining you in the bathtub. - “Fuck, cariño, are you trying to cook us? This water is insanely hot!”

You laughed, still feeling fuzzy.

“I like it, Javi…” - you coo.

Your bodies glue as if they were magnets. Your skin, even with hot water, crawls. He sat behind you, covering you, feeling you, getting drunk on you again.

“God, I could stay like this forever, cariño…” - he kisses the back of your neck, softly.

“Me too, Javi… Me too.” - your words come out slowly.

He notices how you melt on top of him. He is relieved that you don't seem desperate to leave him again. 

His hands start to touch your waist lightly, with the tip of his fingers. 

You groan, Javier smirks. 

“Cariño?” - he whispers in your ear.

“Yeah?”

“You know you didn't follow my rules, do you?”

“What do you mean by that, Javi?” - you answer, clueless. You didn't recall that had just happened, your mind was still kinda foggy from all those orgasms.

His smirk grows.

“You came without my permission, cariño. I didn't forget that.”

“And what are you gonna do about it?” - you tease.

His hands started going down your body. You shiver.

“Javi…” - you try to form a sentence and fail.

“Cariño, don't make me be meaner that I intend to… Is how they say: don't do the crime if you can't do the time.” - his hands are on your thighs, avoiding where you need them the most.

“Oh, fuck… But Ja-javi, I-I-I warned you…” - you try to argue, your voice barely came out.

He laughed. 

“It wasn't yours yet to take, cariño…” - One of his fingers got inside of you, without any warning. - “You're mine now, cariño.” - A second finger enters. 

You bite a moan.

“I wanna hear you, cariño. No more denying what's mine from me, I already told you that. I hate repeating myself.” - his tone was serious and he put in a third finger. 

“Holy shit, Javier!” - you exclamate. He barely let you get used to his fingers before he put them inside of you one by one.

His smile is growing by the second.

“That's what I wanted to hear…” - his other hand went to your throbbing clitoris, circling on. - “I know you can be a good girl, cariño. You just needed me to help you get there…”

“Javi, please, I'm still sensitive from all of it, I w-won’t be able to ho-hold…” - you didn't want him to stop, but let you come without any permission. Your legs closed, trying to figure out how to obey him.

“Cariño, I know, that's why it's a punishment.” - his tone was so… Arrogant. The hand on your clitoris circled a little faster. - “If you start to get closer, tell me, okay?”

“Javier, for God's sake!” - you yell again.

“Your pussy is hugging my fingers so tight, I already miss you on my dick, cariño.”

Your mind is still foggy. Javier seemed delighted to see you so… So his. His cariño, his baby girl.

A couple minutes later, you held on the bathtub’s rim and yelled, mixing English and Spanish, to Javier have mercy on you.

He smiled widely and responded:

“Promise me that you're not leaving me again, that you're mine…” - his circular motions on your clitoris got even harder and faster. - “Promise me!”

“I promise, Javi!” - you yell. 

“Oh, do you? Are you sure, cariño?” - Javier mocked you.

“Yes, Javier, I do! Please, please let me!”

“Let you what, cariño? Use your words.” - he continued in a ruthless rhythm.

“Javier, for crying out loud, let me come!” - you yell so loud you're sure someone heard you. 

Not that any of you cared per say. You can't remember the last man who made you shake like that.

You can feel Javier's smirk behind you.

“I don't know if I believe you, cariño…”

“Javier, I swear to God…” - you manage to respond.

“You can come, cariño.” - he whispered, like music to your ears.

You come hard, squirting in the bathtub, still holding the rim.

You come screaming Javier's name.

And Javier, at that moment, could die a happy man.

You both took an actual bath, after. And one that cleans you. 

After a few minutes, you both get out, get dry and go to bed.

As you both walk naked back to your room, Javier asked:

“Do you mind if I sleep here, cariño?”

“Peña, for the fucking love of God, you just fucked my throat and pussy and you're asking if we can sleep together?”

“Of course I am!” - he said, as he joined you in the bed. - “It's your bed, your room, your apartment…” - he leaned towards you and his mouth right next to your ear. One arm held you close to him and the other held your pussy, cupping her. - “But you belong to me, cariño. And this pussy is mine. I'm not letting you run away again.”

You tremble under his hands.

“Javi…”

He had a smile on his voice, you could feel it.

“I love when you call me, you know?

“Oh, yeah?” - you moan. 

“Yes, cariño. When you do it, it confirms where you belong.” - he whispered, in a way that made you shake under him. - “Yes, cariño." - he repeated. - “You belong here. Don't forget about your promise.”

“Javi, I won't…” - you managed to respond.

“Good to know, cariño. Buenas noches, Hermosa.”(Good night, beautiful.)

“Good night, Javi.” - you respond.

He kisses you lightly and you both pass out.

***

You wake up alone in your bed.

Fuck, it was payback for leaving him… God, I'm so stupid... - you thought 

But then, you smell coffee from your kitchen.

You get up naked, without realizing it and walk towards the smell.

Javier was wearing only his boxers, preparing coffee on your machine. 

He turns to you, with a wide smile and a lustful look in his eyes.

“Good morning, cariño.”

He hugs you and feels you against skin. You're so soft.

“Good morning, Javi… I thought you left without saying goodbye.” 

“I couldn't do that to you… Not before coffee.” - he jokes. - “Let's have it… I think it's ready.”

He served you and poured himself some in your white mugs. You both drink it, sharing an intimate glance.

“God, that was good, Javi. Future coffee duties are your responsibility in my apartment.” - you smile at him.

He seems genuinely happy to share that moment. His free hand went to your cheek and fondled you.

“Cariño, it's still early… Do you mind serving me breakfast?” 

“Sorry, I didn't get it, Javi… You want to eat something?” 

“Yes, cariño. Sit on the table and open your legs, please. I'd like to have your pussy as my first meal.”

You look at him, in disbelief. 

“We don't have all day, cariño. Go ahead.” - he sat down, waiting.

With your still very much naked body, you sat down in front of him, just like he said.

Javier devoured your cunt as a starved man.

Again.

***

Walking back into his office with a huff, carrying a file with some information on one of Pablo’s Sicarios, he hands it to Steve, who sits at the desk in front of his. 

“Got this from the FBI’s archive.” - and hands it to Steve. - “Seems that our boy Luiz is more than just a sicario, look.” 

Steve passes through the file, interested. 

“God, I need coffee.” - he complains. - “You and your lady friend didn’t let anyone sleep in the fucking building…” - he mocked.

Javier looked at Steve, with his eyes widened. 

“What the fuck, Murphy?”

He laughed.

“Dude… You should really keep it down. Seriously. Our boss is our neighbor, if Connie was here, she’d kick my and your ass. Stop this kind of shit.”

Javier stared at him, without saying any words. You both were actually really fucking loud. Seconds later, the phone on his desk starts to ring.

“Agente Peña.” - he picked up.

“Hello, you…” - you say to him, in a sexy tone. 

You’re looking through your office window, as Javier’s posture flinches. He’s not expecting you to be this bold at work. He knows you’re really uptight about these things.

Javier clears his throat and tries to put on his usual stoic act.

“What do you want?”

“Not saying my name, pretending to be annoyed so as not to alarm Steve… You’re better at sneaking around than I thought, Javi.”

“You know me so well… What do you need this time?” - Javier responded, ironically. 

Steve looked at him, confused.

“You, Javi. I need you. This morning wasn’t enough… Come here to my office.”

He looked at your window, observing your sly smile. 

“Well, that certainly gets my attention. I’ll be there in a bit… You should know I’m in a terrible mood, I did not get much sleep last night” - he teases you in the same annoyed tone.

Steve looked at him, shocked.

“And that’s your fault… You barged into my place, did you forget about it?”

“I didn’t forget. I’ve been remembering every minute of it.”

“Oh, you've been remembering?” - you're a little surprised.

“I certainly have…” - Javier tries to hold back a smirk.

“Control your face, Javi. No one can know about us… Not even Steve.” - you recall him.

“I may not be able to do it if you keep talking to me like that.” - his tone is serious, but you know what he actually meant.

“Stop it…” - you laugh.

“You’re the one who called, you stop it!” - his tone sounded harsh, but his eyes on you were full of lust.

You’re both having so much fun with all that teasing.

“That’s true, I did… So stop fooling with me and come to my office, Javi.” - you whisper.

Javier holds back a smile and respond:

“I’m on my way.” - he hangs up.

He gathers some random files, to help him disguise his visit to your office. As he does it, Steve asks:

“Hey, where you going?”

“Y/LN’s office.”

“Good luck and I hope she doesn't kill you...” - Steve snorted.

Javier rolled his eyes and knocked on your door.

“Come in.” - you tell him, in your normal voice.

Peña stepped in, closing the door behind him.

Without looking at him, reading a file in front of you, you demand:

“Lock the door and close the blinds, Peña…” - the same cold tone that hid all your arousal.

His face holds a smug grin, anxious. 

You get up, look at him, sit on your desk, as he is across the small office, after he closed the blinds.

He stared at you, you can tell he's holding back his urge to pull you into his embrace. 

“Did you miss me?” - you teased Javi.

He gives up on the little self control he's got and comes closer to where you're sitting on the desk. His fingers softly moves along your legs and then your back, as he leaned down your ear and whisper:

“I did, cariño…”

“I missed you too.” - you coo. - “I know it’s not like me to act like this while we’re at work, but… I can’t think about anything else besides how you ate me up on my kitchen table…”

Javi smiled like a kid on Christmas morning. He pulled you closer, kissing your neck before leaning his head back, breathing in your scent. 

“I don’t see how that could possibly be a bad thing… I was looking forward to doing a replay of that for the entire day, I couldn’t think of anything else… Oh fuck, you smell so good… Please don’t tell me it’s the same fucking perfume you used in the first night we’ve got together…”

“Okay, I won’t tell you…” - you respond, with a sly smile.

“Fuck, you’re gonna kill me, cariño…” - he whispers and kisses you passionately.

The way he touches you is so addictive.

“Oh damn, you’re wearing that shirt that smells like me… The one from the first night…” - you observed.

Javier chuckled.

“I thought it’d be perfect for today… It smells like you and you’re all I can think about.”

“No one noticed, right?” - you question him, kinda afraid. - “Not even Steve? You know we have to be careful…”

“Calm down, Agente Y/LN.” - he said. - “Steve didn’t notice, I’m sure he thinks we’re arguing. Changing the subject a little, to help you relax, I was thinking…” - Javier starts, as his hands move to the flounce of your dress and slowly lifts it. - “We could go on a date tonight, would you like it?” - His hands go to your pussy, to find out that you’re not wearing panties. - “What a dirty girl, cariño… You forgot about wearing panties, when you picked this dress today?”

“I’m not Agente Y/LN for you and I’m not providing evidence against myself to you, Agente Peña…” - you mumble, as he felt how slippery your pussy was, so wet for him already.

“Oh, you’re not, Agente Y/LN? Interesting…” - he coats your folds, moving his fingers as you slightly open your legs and and looks at him.

“Oh, fuck…” - you moan almost inaudibly. - “It’s no-not ‘Agente Y/LN’ for you, Peña… It’s Jefe Y/LN.” - you answer.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” - he pretends to be remorseful, as his index finger teased your hole. You know he’s not sorry. - “Jefe Y/LN, tell me…”

“Ye-yeah, Peña?”

“Did you or did you not forget your panties on purpose this morning, so you could mess around with me?”

You moan, looking at Peña’s smirk. Sometimes, you wish to punch and kiss his face at the same time. 

He inserts his index finger on you, slowly, torturing you.

“Yes, I did.” - you confess, between moans.

Javier’s smile grows and he puts his middle finger. 

“That’s it, cariño… I just wanted the truth.” - he responded to your confession. His fingers continued to work and you could feel your orgasm building on your gut. Javier seemed to know your body better than any man who ever touched you.

“Oh, Javi!” - you moan softly. - “That’s so good, keep going.” - you demand.

“Do you think you can demand anything in your position, cariño?” - He asked. His voice was arrogant as usual. - “No, cariño, I’m done with you calling the shots for the past few weeks. It’s my turn now.” - he toys with your pussy for a bit more and takes off his fingers.

“You’re mean, Peña.” - you groan, missing his touch. 

He smirks, looking deep in your eyes. Without saying a word whatsoever, he pulls you off the table and spins you, so you turn your back on him. He lifts the remaining fabric covering your ass and slaps you.

“Fuck!” - you hiss. - “What are you doing, Peña?”

You hear his belt opening and zipper going down.

“Giving you what you asked for, but in my way.” - answer. - “Hold on the desk, cariño.” 

You obey, as he slides into you, with his big fat dick.

Javier’s hands traveled, one tapping your mouth and the other on your throbbing clitoris, circling it fast.

He bit your flash, to shut him up and not alarm what was going on behind your office’s doors.

Both of you came just a few minutes later, holding back all your noises.

Gasping for air and tucking himself into his pants, Javier asks:

“So, I pick you up at 8?”

“Yeah, knock on my door at 8h… But where are we going, Javi?” “Será una sorpresa, cariño.” (It’ll be a surprise) - he said.

*

At 8 PM sharp, Javier knocks on your door, wearing that black leather jacket that fits his broad shoulders, black pants, boots and button shirt. He was sweating, but had nothing to do with the weather: that night was, surprisingly, a bit chilly.

You opened the door, with a big smile on your face. His eyes widened when he noticed your pretty dress: a bit different from your work clothes, your dress was short, loose and white, hugging your waist and loose in your hips. 

You two, as a couple, were almost a Yin and Yang picture. 

“You’re gorgeous, cariño.” - Javier recognized.

“Thanks, Javi… You’re not so bad on the eyes yourself.” - you respond. - “Wanna come in for a drink?”

“As much as I’d love to, I’d rather just go… I’ve got no self control, cariño.”

“Okay, lead the way, Javi. I’m quite curious.”

* Javier takes you to a bar downtown, however, he didn’t know that was a reggaeton dancing night. You insisted on staying, as you were eager to see him dancing. 

A few drinks later, you begun your plan:

“Come on, Javier! You’re Tex-Mex… You’re telling me you can’t dance?” - you tease him.

“It isn’t a can’t, it’s a won’t dance.” - he rolled his eyes.

“Oh yeah? Let’s see.” - And you simply get up and start dancing by yourself, luring looks.

Javier was astonished at how bold you were… Your body moved sensually and naturally as the music played.

A random guy tried to approach you, inviting you dancing, and the fire from Javier’s desire turned into a sea of jealousy flames.

As you’re about to turn the guy down gently, Javier finished his drink in one sip and he scared the guy off.

“I thought you weren’t dancing with me, Javi.” - you whisper in his ear, provoking him again.

His hands pulled your hips to touch his, leading you to dance with him. To your surprise, Javier was actually a good dancer. He spins you, making you stay at the same position he fucked you earlier, but with all those clothes dividing you.

“Well, I wasn't, to be honest… But you’re something else, cariño.”

Javier's voice was so full of desire… Since your ex, you couldn’t remember the last time he or any other did that to you. Javier not only expressed you by using words, but by showing you, touching you. 

“Oh my God, Javi… You’re making it so hard…”

“Hard?” - he asked.

“Hard for me to resist you.”

He spinned you, so you could look at him. His eyes were warm, burning for you. At that moment, it felt like only the two of you were there, at the bar, with those sexy reggaeton songs playing.

“Why are you still holding back, cariño?” - he asked, in a tone that made you feel something else in your chest. He wasn't demanding, he wasn't angry. He wanted to understand you, make you feel comfortable with him. One hand was on your waist, holding you against him and the other fondled your face, not letting you look away. You could feel his big body embracing you, holding you firmly, not in a way as if you were fragile, but as if you were precious.

“Javi…” - your voice was nothing more than a whisper. - “How about we continue this somewhere more private? We can go back home… My place or yours?”

“Yours, cariño… Let's go.”

***

Arriving at your place, you both are a bit nervous, not knowing exactly what to say or how to begin an awkward conversation.

“Care for a drink, Javi?” - you ask him, while serving you one more shot of whiskey,

“Sure. Neat, please.” 

“My kind of man…” - you joke, smiling and handing him the drink.

You toast, in silence.

“So…” - you start. - “Are we gonna talk about the elephant in the room or not?”

“Well… We can do it, of course. But if you don't wanna do it right now, it’s okay…”

“We kinda have two options: we could actually talk about it or we could do something more… Interesting, per say…”

“I’m listening, cariño…” - Javier lifted his chin and eyebrows, his eyes full of lust, his mind going through possibilities on what you both could do.

You just look at him with a mischievous smile, not responding to him verbally, also fantasizing all the things you’d wanted to do, without knowing how to begin.

Next

[meraki-yao]

The Princess and the Frog Thoughts 🐸🤍

Alright I'm done and here's a list of miscellaneous thoughts

Tiana is best girl, holy shit this is the type of person I should strive to be like

Her parents are just... so good? This is such a healthy family

Is the implication that her dad served and died in the war? :(

Lottie is best girl, seriously, I really hope she gets her own happily ever soon

I really appreciate the depiction of Lottie and her dad: yeah they're the rich white people, but they're not the white saviours, and they're generous and friendly, and also not racist. Like, take notes, fucking billionaires of the world.

Dr Facilier scares me, and then I think "This is the same voice of Husker from Hazbin Hotel, who I like" and then I feel better lol (when I was little I couldn't watch this or the Little Mermaid because the villains scared me too much)

Naveen is charming, but I like seeing him grow up and decide to get jobs for Tiana.

Okay so I guess my favourite trope is enemies-to-lovers, see Tiana x Naveen, Firstprince, Elizabeth x Darcy, and Beauty and the Beast

Is the central message love is more important than working hard for your dreams? Cause that... doesn't sit quite right?

Holy shit Evangeline is Neverland, the second star to the right

Their swamp wedding outfit, absolutely gorgeous

I miss this style of animation from Disney

The songs are great, but I also somehow get why for this one only "Almost there", "Friends on the Other Side" and "Dig a Little Deeper" are well-known

There is a lot of... butt humour

How does the ending work, Naveen is the eldest son of the King, therefore Naveen is the heir of Maldonia, Tiana you're gone be the queen, how is that gonna work lmfao

Kinda wish the moment Lottie's dog Stella recognized the frog as Tiana amounted to something since from their limited interactions it shows that they have a bond

I wanna try those Beignets

I don't recognise most of the food mentioned 😅 Culture gap really said fuck you in my face

Kinda wish there was more of Dr Facilier? Like, somehow as charismatic as he is, I feel like he's a less compelling villain than say Ursala or Scar. Maybe that's because the cruelest thing we see him do is turn Naveen into a frog and almost kill Lottie's Dad. We don't see him completing any evil deeds the way Scar kills his brother or the way Ursala turned Triton into the shrimp thing (that was what made me terrified of her as a kid)

Lottie why are you calling your father "*Big* Daddy" that sounds really... really... weird, why not just "daddy", is this a culture thing

I was watching while doing my freaking duolingo Spanish and I fucked up and shouted "bloody hell" in my best imitation of Tiana's accent because that kinda something I do, and then I just couldn't speak proper English for like a minute lmfao

Tiana's busy but she still has friends! Like, yeah she's working for tips and stuff but she knows a lot of her customers, and her friendship with Lottie lasted throughout their whole life!

When they made a mention of her being outbid and then the two guys saying "a woman of your background" I went "are we finally explicitly acknowledging racism!?" but that was it lol

What language is Naveen speaking when he's not speaking English?

TZP, there are two Disney princes that suit you. Disney, I hate what you're doing with your live actions, but I will relent a little if you give him one of those two princes

Anyways, seriously, 9/10, I wish more people talked about Tiana because oh, my God, she is such a wonderful character

[claudiajcregg]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @mihrsuri. Thanks, Lil! I feel like I've answered these in the not-so-distant past, and might have accidentally ignored one or more tags. Oops. I need to check the Mentions tab and check it out!

(I also started writing this… earlier this week, and forgot about the tab. Sorry this is so so long.)

01. how many works do you have on ao3? 24 fics, though one of them has eight ficlets… So some would count it as 31. (It's still 24.)

02. what's your total ao3 word count? 167,815 words

03. what fandoms do you write for? TWW.

04. top five fics by kudos?

maybe everything's just turning out how it should be

(big gulf here)

say it's here where our pieces fall in place

just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house that was darkened for days

nobody knows how to get back home

we could be the way forward and I know I'll pay for it 

05. do you respond to comments? Yes! I try to get to all of them, and feel bad when I hoard them (because they're lovely) or they slip through the cracks. (I tend to wait some time before replying to the comments on my most recent fic, so if anything comes in later, it might be immediate or two months late.)

06. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I feel like I always struggle with this answer because they're mostly hopeful endings! Which is just my perception and now how it is. Tempted to go check what I've answered in the past.

Most recently, I think what if the way you hold me is actually what's holy has that 'right person, wrong time', on borrowed time vibes. But maybe not! My go-to answer always feels like my post-Portland Trip fic, don't want you to go but I'll be okay, because it feels so final and bittersweet then.

07. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oh, which one should I pick? I think the Cali/Jan 22nd fic from earlier this year (oh, and I will be with you to feel the California sun) is just pure happiness, tbh. Memoir fic (still you never took your hand from mine) also feels like a saccharine, sweet ending! (Could've also picked the literal wedding reception-set fic, lol.)

08. do you get hate on fic? No! Luckily. If I have, I don't remember. I've gotten a weird comment or two, but those weren't about the fics. So no!

09. do you write smut? Nooooo, of course not. (This is the last time I'll beg you to read on main and that's under a cut lol.) Up till now I could say it was mild scenes in yet-to-be-posted fics, which remains true, but I posted a literal smutty fic last Friday, lol. I'm proud of it and myself, for getting out of my comfort zone, and while it's flopping I'm glad those who've read it liked it!

10. craziest cross over? This is the question that undoubtedly makes me go “lol I've definitely done this before.” Because I always joke that I've already seen the craziest canon crossovers on screen. That said, I haven't personally written one, and don't have ideas.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen? No? Sometimes I wonder if some ideas have been borrowed but wouldn't say stolen.

12. have you ever had a fic translated? No! Maybe one day I'll do it myself. (I don't think there's demand for it/Spanish-written fics in this fandom.) (Once again, I'm sure that this answer matches the previous ones.)

13. have you ever co-written a fic before? Sounds fun! No. But anyone interested? hmu.

14. all-time favorite ship? In what sense? I cannot choose, but at the same time… We all know.

15. what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I don't like putting this energy out in the universe. It's one thing to post (that's probably a long list) but actual WIPs that are worth it? I want to believe I'll get to them eventually. (But. Unfortunately, the answer is many of them.)

16. what are your writing strengths? Internal world? As in, I am “good” at describing the internal world of a character. idk.

17. what are your writing weaknesses? I write in my second language. I feel like everything's a weakness. (World building, descriptions, dialogue.)

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language? As long as it doesn't take the reader out (and makes sense in the story), 👍 I might have peppered in some Spanish in some of my writing but it feels wrong somehow.

19. first fandom you wrote in? Bones.

20. favorite fic you've written? I cannot pick a favorite child. I can affectionately call them flops because they mostly are, stats-wise, but there's something about them that I love. And I feel like some of my favorite stuff is what's not yet posted! Because it stops feeling “mine” once it's out there.

don't want you to go but I'll be okay · Portland fic · my automatic answer because I felt it was special the second I finished it. So many things came together (that quote, particularly).

we could be the way forward and I know I'll pay for it · St Augustine, a precanon campaign fic ·(Any of the first four (posted in 2021) is super special to me. This one was another one I knew would be special. And it has big “there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you” energy.

your love is a secret I'm hoping, dreaming, dying to keep · (3+1 fic set in the last third of S7, ft the press corps) · Taylor sang KOMH on N2 because she loved this. I just know it. (I just really love secret relationships/working around that S7 period so much.)

nobody knows how to get back home · itsotg missing scen) · I just like it a lot, and it's also a good candidate for angsty ending. When did it get so many kudos?!

maybe everything's just turning out how it should be · big block of cheese 2008 · felt disingenuous not to include the fic I always knew I wanted to post, even if it's another early one. It's my most popular by a huge margin, and I'm glad.

I so wanted to add fics like the Cali one but this always depends on my mood! So this is the answer that might always change haha.

Shoutout to some unposted ones that I love but won't get published. Or others perpetually in limbo, like the two big multichapters (IM and S5 pregnancy). I feel like some of my best stuff is in What Once Was Ours (the IM AU fic I wrote in 2021), or the S5 Pregnancy AU (which I hope to finish this summer! And I want to start posting once I feel like I'll make that deadline)… And I'm currently really fond of one I've started to call “demons that you know raise hell worse than a stranger.” Coming to you soon, if I get my crap together!

[1d1195]

JUST PICK A DAY TO CHOOSE WHAT UNHINGED NOTE I WORTE LOL

Spanish is technically my first language! But honestly at this point I would say that I’m just shit at both languages lol and you’re not lame! If you never really needed it or found interest in a new language then that’s okay! Learning it can be hard! And that is so cool youre helping your student with math at least! Rooting for that kid bc math is already hard enough 😭

Omg I looked up the book and it IS giving major Made to Be vibes!!!!! Made to Be holds such a special place in my heart like I remember just being so sad for the MC and just wanting them ti be so happy with each other :( ugh I love that story!!! But if it was mixed with Love and Dryer Sheets vibe I GET THE STRESS!! And I do hope you read a less stressful book soon lol what’s been your favorite you’ve read this year?

Also I’m 20! And I’m studying clinical psychology! I guess I’m Pre-Med but honestly I don’t think it will be my vibe anymore lol And yeah I’ve always lived on the west coast and I’ve been able to stay here for college! -💜

Ma'am, you send me anything you feel like sharing. I'm sure it will be wonderful--but know that it will totes be alluded to in one of my writings if you do.

I definitely had no interest in learning a second language but now I wish I did. Especially Spanish. I took French in high school and I may as well have not taken it at all. I think she'll do okay, I just feel like a bad teacher because she's not getting math right away. Ya know? Which is not how the whole English language immersion works, I know. But I can't imagine being in a classroom where you don't understand a word. And expected to learn on top of that. Ugh.

I loved writing Made to Be. It was the kind of meet-cute love I dreamed about when I was studying to be a teacher 😊

I have The Christmas Wager staring at me from the coffee table rn. It's an enemies to lovers story and obvi holiday themed. I'm thinking it will be a cute read for this Christmas season 😊 Hopefully stress free!

My favorite book of the year. Oof that's a tough one! I read some really good ones this year! I think like cute and easy reads, Love & Other Words by Christina Lauren was the BEST. On the more serious side of things--The Rose Code by Kate Quinn. A little fun fact about me: every time I walk into Barnes and Noble I pick up at LEAST one book set during WWII. It's one of my fave eras tbh. Eventually I would want to do a Harry themed story about WWII. The Rose Code is one such kind of book. Kate Quinn is a great author, period. I've read 3 of her books and have two more on my shelf.

ANYWAY. That's my book reading summary this year.

Omg you're 20 😭 I feel ancient now and I don't usually do! I gravitate toward younger friends though (the mom-friend in me) So you'll be 21 this February!? 🍹🍹🍹 Super exciting, if so! I LOVED psychology. If you ever need a patient, I got plenty of stuff to work with here, just feel free to ask or test something out! 😭🙃😊 But good for you! Pre-med or not, your career will be really rewarding I'm sure! 💕 Same in this neck of the woods too. I'm an East Coast lady born, raised, and living here still!

Thanks for your answers and allowing me to ramble!

xoxo

[gayfanservice]

It's okay you came back that's all that matters I would give you a hug if person were that possible for returning I'm a good mood currently compared to a few seconds ago for some random reason. To not keep you waiting here's my answer to your question I was born and raised in America but my parents are from Mexico and later moved here to the U.S. long before I was born that said I have been to Mexico to before to visit my other family members there so like as long as been places I've been too I can probably good places there in Mexico. And well let's say I can't speak Spanish well I can do just a bit better than before but kid me was way better than current me at Spanish also I went to the whole stereotypical why use this Spanish if I'm not using it at all here.

Eesh, should’ve kept up with Duolingo! lol jkjk, its nice of you to visit your family in Mexico.

I cant speak any other languages but i know a bit of ASL and I’m hoping once i go to college i can take actual classes

[irregulardiaryposts]

20:40 07/03/2024

okay wow well its been well over two years since i updated this 'diary' blog lol

so weird seeing all those old posts about being a teenager with existential thoughts lol i dont really think like that anymore, at least not so much. i guess an update is in order then lmao okay so im in my 3rd year of uni now and im doing my year abroad! doing it in a small city in spain and i really quite like my job, ive only got 14hrs, i have a 3 day weekend, the city is small so i can walk everywhere and this job really gives me a sense of purpose that ive been missing in my life. makes me really realise that university is NOT for me lmfao i was so depressed during my second year i probs went to like 20% of my classes loool. im pretty sure i mightve almost failed aswell but since the professors were doing a marking boycott they released grades without marking the final exam and so since i was already doing well enough in all my classes i passed! quite lucky i think cos i wouldve been so entirely embarrassed and ashamed if i had to repeat a year cos of mental health. i think things are better here tho my issues havent disappeard completely like eg i have these evening classes 6-7.40pm tuesdays and thursdays and for the past like month i havent attended :/ at first it was cos i was sick (i think it was covid lol either from glasgow or on the plane back idk) and then i just didnt go back to class. i think my main excuse is that that is dinner time for me and i dont wanna move dinner time lol. but also i think the class itself is just not for me i dont feel like i learn a whoooole lot while im there and learning on apps is easier for me? but i always felt better for going to the classes cos i was like ha! im not depressed would a depressed person do this!? but of course depression doesnt work like that and i think i need medicated ! but that seems too scary to say. but at least i found someone to do a language exchange with! ive only had one hour with her in spanish, which was yesterday, but i already feel like ive improved lmaooo like i literally dreamt last night in a mix of spanish and english ahahahah cos when i think about it i literally have not ever regularly spoken spanish, ive only really spoken for activies in class or speaking exams so no wonder i have 0000 confidence in my speaking abilities but im hopeful that this will really improve my speaking :) about my job i guess- i work in a high school and i really enjoy interacting with the kids they really do make every day different and more interesting so i am grateful for them but sometimes damnnn sometimes i wanna jump out the window especially with this third year class they are the class KNOWN for being a bitof a pain lol and sometimes i have to lead the class by myself lmaooo mid u ik im 20 but i dont look it and they certainly dont treat me like an adult or a teacher and ngl they are a bit disrespectful at times but also what are u gonna do they are 14 and i have no proper teaching experience to help them by myself i can only hope that im actuallt helping them learn english lol. it is quite difficult tho with my scottish accent to try and sound as clear as possible because i pronounce almost 100% of the vowel sounds differently than rp english which is what i think they are used to so i have to realllyyyy annunciate all my words and man is it tiring lol.

what else. im going to madrid this weekend with bestie and im really looking forward to having a relaxing and fun time but i still havent packed my bags looooooool i alwyas do this tho and its fine not a big deal at all but i def need to do it tonight cos im leaving tomorrow immediately after work so ill have to have an actual breakfast and take snacks with me. im really enjoying my time in spain or at least im trying to but i feel like i have pushed myself enough out my comfort zone to be able to look back on this and say yeah i really took advantage of that. like i think i need to be more personable (is that a word yes it is i used it right) in teaching and be more interactive with them and stuff also i feel like i shoulve arranged a language exchange sooner cos i think this will really help, and i need to interact more with the other assistant but the thing is is im just not a sociable personnnnnnn aghgh. any way cutting this short cos i need to pack my bags for my trupppppp

[seekforwarmth]

hiii, lou! 💜

take your time, i can wait. 🤗

i feel the same way with you. also about your love language, based on our messages, i think your other one is words of affirmation. you always leave nice comments on fics, i see you praising fan arts. and you are always so nice to me. 🦄

not talking about what bothers you is not typical for your gemini sun. i guess it could come from your moon or your mercury placement (i know you don't believe in those things, but i had to say it). and i'm just teasing you, of course. 😄

i don't read things i don't vibe with. i have a lot of books and fics left halfway, because something bothered me. and i really enjoy reading abo fics. i especially love the description of the scents. how they change depending on the person's emotions. it's amazing. ☔️

i have top 3 favorite movies.

- the first one is the lion king. this one brings all the sweet memories of my childhood. when i was a kid, i used to watch it every single day (i don't know if you have watched it, so i won't spoil it), but there is this scene where it always makes me cry, doesn't matter how old i am. and when it was its turn, one of my parents used to cuddle me, while i was crying. i still know the lyrics of every song from the movie.

- the second one is a walk to remember. i love the pure love the characters had. i watched it for the first time when i was 15-16. and then i was dreaming about being in love. i even have a favorite quote: "love is like the wind, you can't see it, but you can feel it". i still haven't lived the love i always read/watch about though.

- the third one is dead poets society. i have watched it once, but it made me feel so inspired and emotional. i just love the aesthetic and the movie at all.

based on my movie choices, you can tell i'm a hopeless romantic (so another fact about me, i guess). ☺️

aww, you are the sweetest! i'm so happy we already started with our spanish lessons. i even practiced saying the word multiple times. 🪁

my question for the day: if you could choose a super power, what would it be? 😉

hope you have an awesome day,

- your secret valentine ���

hello my love!

ohhh that too! i also like giving gifts. i forgot the other two so they’re probably not that important for me hehehe.

you know what? this i know bc i did the exercise one day and it said i was pisces something and my match was kanye west 🤭

ohhhh i also love when they change scents. i really admire ppl who find really fitting scents for their characters. i’ve learnt a lot through that lol

out of your top three i’ve only watched the lion king and i remember what happens! i used to like that movie a lot, i had merch and stuff. but then i started liking hercules more. i’ll try to find the other two to watch them later. <3

if i had a superpower, it would definitely be reading ppl’s minds, that way i’d know if i’m bothering them or not. what abt you?

today’s lesson: martes. mahr-tehs. ☺️

hope you have a wonderful martes!

AHHHH i forgot to tell you. last night i read a fic where banana bread is mentioned and it made me think of you. (there’s misunderstandings but not miscommunication per se, i hope you give it a chance but it’s okay if you don’t.)

[leossmoonn]

could i please request a stefan fluff where the reader is like spanish or smth, but she speaks ij english with everyone. and her and stefan are dating. so one day she gets upset over smth so she starts ranting in spanish and stefan can't understand a thing. and he's like "oh- ok-" even though he didn't understand anything. if not thats ok! have a nice day!!

have a nice day too <33

masterlist

pairing - stefan salvatore x spanish speaking, fem!reader

type - fluff, angst

note - i put the reader as a spanish speaker and not just spanish, so it could be more inclusive :). and i'm so sorry that this is so bad. i couldn't come up with a better plot like i wanted to, but i hope you enjoy anyways!

warnings / includes - language, kissing, food and alcohol mention, cute couple stuff, you getting upset (duh), kissing, stefan trying to be supportive but also being really confused lol. you all are like in your late 20s for this lol. for those who aren't spanish speakers, i will put translations in little text under each sentence/paragraph

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"Sí. Bueno, lo retomaré más tarde. Gracias," you hung up the phone, setting it down with a smile on your face.

["Yes. Okay, I will pick it up later. Thank you."]

"Hey, who was that?" Stefan come over to you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"That was Lucas's friend. He was able to get the cake and the cupcakes made early!" You squealed, jumping up and down in his arms.

"Oh, that's awesome! Looks like Caroline won't be bugging you anymore," Stefan chuckled.

"Oh, I know. Man, am I happy to finally get this party planning over with," you sighed, turning around and leaning against the counter.

You smiled as you came face-to-face with your boyfriend. You hung your arms around his neck lazily, twirling the hair on the nape of his neck with your first fingers.

"Tired?" Stefan raised a brow, settings hands on your hips.

"Exhausted. And to think the actual party is tonight," you chuckled. "Well, that's the easiest part, right?" Stefan asked.

"Yeah, watching over twenty-to-twenty five eleven years olds is easy," you rolled your eyes.

"You'll have help. Caroline, me, Bonnie, Ric, Elena, Matt. Even Damon has volunteered to watch them!"

"Or lure them in a back corner and fed on them," you scoffed. "Hey, Damon's a lot of things, but he is not a child-blood-sucker," Stefan defended.

"Awe, you're defending him. How cute," you booped his nose.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. We are goals. Or whatever the kids are saying these days."

You giggled at his words, turning back around as you heard the front door open. You looked to see Caroline, Bonnie, and Elena carrying the twins, a bunch of presents, and at least five boxes of pizza.

"Damn. I wish you guys bought me this many presents!" You exclaimed.

"Oh, shut up. We give you a bottle of champagne and you're already over the moon," Elena snickered.

"Well, what can I say? I'm a simple gal," you grinned.

"Hey, Stef, can you help, please? Put these next to the window sill," Bonnie ordered as she was carrying most of the presents.

"Yeah, of course," Stefan nodded. He ran over to her with his vampire speed, picking up the presents at lightening speed and laying them out in towers.

"Thank you," Bonnie sighed. "Yeah, no problem. Hey, why didn't you just use your magic to carry them in?" Stefan asked.

"I need to save my energy for the kids," Bonnie explained.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. I didn't know we were letting the world know our secret," you frowned.

"We aren't! They're just a bunch of kids. Plus, we can just compel them to forget. Josie and Lizzie really want to show them tricks, too," Caroline bounced the twins in her arms.

You looked to the two girls who were giggling and smiling. You sighed, "Fine. Anyways, guess who was able to get the cake and the cupcakes."

"Oh, my God! You?" Caroline gasped. "Yep. Call me Santa Claus 'cause I just delivered!" You grinned.

Elena, Bonnie, and Stefan cringed at your joke.

"Not your best work, Y/n," Elena shook her head.

"What! Hey, that was pretty good," you frowned. "You'll get 'em next time, babe," Stefan smiled, going over to you and patting you on the back.

"Okay, you guys are just jealous because you're not as funny as me," you scoffed.

"Oh, yeah, we're jealous all right," Bonnie smirked.

You opened your mouth to retort back, but your phone started ringing. You looked at the Caller ID, seeing that it was your brother, Lucas. You gave them all a death glare, picking up your phone and going into the other room.

"Hey, amigo, what's up?" You asked.

"Uh, bad news, chica," Lucas sighed. "Oh?" You raised a brow.

"Yeah, turns out that Darryl can't make the cake or the cupcakes today."

You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Your eyes were wide as saucers as you thought of what to say.

"Y/n? Please say something," Luca begged.

You turned your head, your face screwing up in guilt and anger as you saw Lizzie and Josie playing with Bonnie and Stefan. You turned back and focused on the conversation you were having with you very trusting brother.

"¿Qué quiere decir Darryl no puede hacer el pastel o cupcakes?"

[What do you mean darryl can't make the cake or cupcakes?"]

"I mean that he can't make them. Do I need to explain to you what those words mean? And why are you speaking in Spanish? Afraid someone will —"

"En realidad, lo soy, Lucas. Dios, eres tan poco confiable. ¡Y ese amigo tuyo! Espera, ¿podría recuperar mi dinero?"

["Actually, I am, Lucas. God, you are so unreliable. And that friend of yours! Wait, am I going to be able to get my money back?"]

"Um… probably not. But it's okay, I'll pay you back!"

"Ah, ¿cuándo? ¿Después de sacar dinero del fondo universitario de su hijo? ¿O se lo van a pedir a mamá y papá esta vez?"

["Oh, when? After you take out money from your child's college fund? Or are you going to ask mom and dad for it this time?"]

"Hey, don't blame me! Blame Darryl. All I did was hook you up with him!"

"Y probablemente sabías que era un gilipollas mentiroso y que robaba dinero. Llámame de vuelta cuando seas capaz de no mentirme, ¿sí?"

["And you probably knew that he was a lying, money-stealing asshole. Call me back when you're able to not lie to me, yeah?"]

"Wait, Y/n, I-"

You hung up the phone, throwing it on the chair next to you. You groaned quietly, the bridge of your nose burning as tears welled up in your eyes.

"¿Cómo puedes ser tan estúpido, Y/n? Confiando en él después de todo lo demás que ha hecho. Estúpido, estúpido, estúpido!"

["How can you be so stupid, Y/n? Trusting him after everything else he's done. Stupid, stupid, stupid!"]

Stefan, who was throwing up Lizzie and Josie in the air, heard your mutters in the other room. He frowned and put the girls down, promising them that he would be back in a second after checking up on you. He walked into the next room slowly, putting his arm around you lightly.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

You jumped at his voice and touch, sniffling and wiping the tears from your face. "Y-Yeah. Just some um, family stuff."

"Want to talk about it?" Stefan asked.

You sighed, turning around to him. His hand intertwined with yours, squeezing it for support.

"It's just… Lucas. He's just so… jodidamente molesto," you sighed. "Él simplemente no piensa en otras personas y las consecuencias. Quiero decir, trata de ayudar, lo que es agradable, pero siempre termina por pagar dinero a la gente, o termina por tener un ojo negro."

[“He is just so… fucking annoying. He just doesn't think about other people and the consequences. I mean, he tries to help, which is nice, but he always either ends up owing people money, or ends up having a black eye.”]

"O-Oh, yeah," Stefan nodded, his brows furrowed as he tried to understand. But you were speaking so fast and with so much anger, he barely picked up a word.

"Y como su hermana mayor, sé que probablemente se supone que voy fácil con él, pero es un hombre crecido. ¡Debe saber estas cosas! Ugh, sabía que debería haber ordenado a ellos como, Target o algo, pero el amigo de su “aparentemente” es capaz de hacer diseños realmente lindos y hacer arte fondant en tiempo récord, así que tomé mis mis oportunidades. ¿Y adivina dónde estoy ahora?"

[“And as his older sister, I know I'm probably supposed to go easy on him, but he's a grown man. He should know these things! Ugh, I knew I should've just ordered them from like, Target or something, but hsi friend "apparently" is able to do really cute designs and make fondant art in record time, so I took my chances. And guess where I am now?”]

"Right, right. Wow, I'm sorry, babe, I —"

"Ciento cincuenta dólares cortos con dos niñas que van a estar tristes cuando no consiguen su pastel de sirena barbie y cupcakes con temática de Minecraft. ¡Argh!"

["One hundred and fifty dollars short with two little girls who are going to be sad when they don't get their Barbie Mermaid cake and Minecraft-themed cupcakes. Argh!"]

You stopped your rant when you noticed Stefan looked at you with a confused expression on his face. You thought for a moment to yourself, beginning to laugh at yourself as you realised you were speaking in Spanish.

"I'm sorry, Stef. I didn't realise you couldn't understand me."

He smiled and shrugged. "No worries. At least you were able to get it all out, right?"

"A little. When I punch Lucas, I'll be able to get it all out," you grinned.

"That's my girl."

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[glemmeboka]

2023 language goals

I'm updating my languages for 2023 - I'm mainly focusing on improving my Korean and French and learning as much as possible. Plus: one new language

Korean

I want to take the first TOPIK exam this coming year, so I will have to prepare myself for it. I got a huge book on Korean grammar for Christmas and my plan is to learn all the contents. I will also find myself a teacher though, because I honestly feel like I won't get as far as I'd like to the way I'm self-studying right now.

French

Obviously I want to keep up my As in school, but honestly I don't think I have to be very careful because it's usually not a problem. Instead I will try to be ahead of my class at least a little bit so I can fully focus on Latin while in school (which is more of a problem lol)

For non-school studying I have set a goal to read at least one full book, it's probably going to be Harry Potter or Le Petit Prince. I also want to immerse myself more, meaning watch more movies or shows in French (I still haven't seen Lupin), maybe have more French conversations with my mother. Also, I am likely going on an exchange to Orléans in early 2023 (my exchange partner is coming in January or February already. If anything works out, that is. There might still be complications) Generally, I hope to achieve a proficiency of about B1. I won't take a test because that feels like too much trouble (and money, I think), but just...generally that area of proficiency.

Other than that, I have also made changes in my plans for my exchange year which is supposed to happen in 2024/25. As there are only few organisations which have Korea in their programme - and those who do are too hard to afford - I have decided to go for Thailand. I hope it will work out, for real, if I end up staying in Germany the entire year I will likely cry every day because missed opportunites and what not. Anyway, these news are the reason I have decided to pick up some Thai basics, at least. I mean, I take what I can get but I wanna keep the bar low and not expect too much of myself for a change. These are my 2023 goals for Thai:

Thai

First of all, I obviously need to learn the alphabet which...might even take me the entire year. xd For real though, I will focus on that first and then try to find a good textbook which can kind of guide me through it all. Because this language seems so complicated, I don't even know where to start

There's some nice shows to watch for immersion though..

gae:)

please don't stop reading I swear I will stick to the topic now

As for my other languages - Norwegian and Spanish - I will be maintaining those. I have Spanish in school so I will be putting about 2 to 3 hours per week into it anyway. To maintain Norwegian, I will TRY being more active on Duolingo again (because let's be for real, the Norwegian course is actually quite effective and it has given me so much let's take a second to appreciate that) and perhaps even do some more units of my textbook which I have, I admit, been abandoning for quite a while now. Norwegian in general, which is sad because it was my first language love :( Well, I got a week calender with pictures of Norway for Christmas, maybe that will serve as a motivation boost. Like for French, I also want to read at least one Norwegian book to the end in 2023. I have one in mind that the Norwegian teacher at the university gave me when I had my one-day internship there

Wow. I hope I will be able to achieve these goals by the end of the year. I seriously have no idea if it's too much or little because this is the first time I've EVER done something like "good resolutions for the coming year" or whatever it is called. But I recently saw a quote.

Aim for the moon. If you miss, you may hit a star. — Clement Stone

Not only does it sound very nice because of the connection to astronomy and space, it also reassures me that sometimes it's okay not being able to do everything or one thing just as well as the other. Small progress is also good progress, especially when it is aquired in a constant pace.

And with that, I'm wishing everyone who happens to be reading this a happy new year and good luck with your goals! You're doing great.

Fun fact: In Germany, we wish each other "einen guten Rutsch ins neue Jahr" at the end of the year. It literally translates to "a good slide into the new year". Honestly, I think it's a bit funny. I hope you have one though. :)

[omoi-no-hoka]

A friend told me that when a native Japanese comments on your Nihongo speaking by saying きれいな言葉 (kirei na kotoba), it's not really a compliment and is contrary to what the phrase literally means. If this phrase is directed to someone, what's the most polite reaction/action that the person should have/do next?

Hmm. This is a very interesting ask. I wonder if your friend is a Japanese person or a non-native speaker, because it’s not a compliment I’ve heard much. To be honest, receiving praise about my Japanese is a huge pet peeve of mine, so I’d like to delve into this topic a little bit. Let me talk about why they praise us even when all we say is a simple “arigatou,” and then how you can respond to that praise.

Note: You will see me refer to “foreigners” (a.k.a. “Non-Japanese people) as “gaijin” in this article. “Gaijin” （外人） is a truncated version of “gaikokujin” 外国人 (a person from outside of Japan). By removing the middle “koku” (country), we are left with the word gaijin, which literally translates to “outsider.”

Some people see this as an offensive term, and I am one of them. So when I use the word “gaijin,” I do it order to highlight how foreigners are truly viewed as “outsiders” in certain circumstances by certain Japanese people. 

Note 2: You are WAY more likely to receive praise if you clearly do not look Japanese. This post is told from my perspective, a girl so white she freaking glows in the dark.

Stereotypes of Gaijin Held by Japanese People

If you go to Japan and try to use Japanese, no matter how fluent or non-fluent you are, you will be complimented on your Nihongo by Japanese strangers. Japanese people are very quick to give compliments even if all you say is a simple “arigatou gozaimasu.” As a people they are polite and complimentary, and they appreciate even small gestures like you taking the time to learn “arigatou” even though you’re a tourist, for example. Some of these compliments are sincere, and other times they say it because even if your Japanese isn’t good, at least you’re trying, and they appreciate the effort. 

There are quite a few TV shows in Japan that capitalize on gaijin in Japan, such as “YOU wa nani shi ni Nippon he?” (Why did YOU come to Japan?) in which they scavenge for interesting gaijin at airports and follow them on their trips. (I was once picked up for this show, but when I was like, “Yo I’m just going back home to Hokkaido and starting up work tomorrow,” they were like, “oh, you are not the gaijin image that we want to show Japan” and ditched me lol.)

Basically, most of these shows like to capitalize on a very particular image of gaijin:

They cannot speak Japanese, or at most can only speak broken Japanese, and they certainly can’t read Japanese

They cannot use chopsticks well

They do not like/fully appreciate Japanese food, like raw fish, meat, or eggs

They generally do not understand Japanese customs. (I watched one episode about a hippie dude who was walking around Japan BAREFOOT. BAREFOOT. ENTERING SHOPS AND PLACES WITHOUT SHOES ON, FEET FILTHY. He said, “Japanese people are so nice--no one minds if I come in barefoot.” THEY DO MIND, YOU INGRATE. THEY’RE JUST TOO POLITE TO TELL YOU TO GET THE EFF OUT. Who knows how many Japanese people think that Americans think it’s okay to walk around barefoot now, even though we have “No shoes no shirt no service” signs everywhere for this very purpose!)

Only 3% of the Japanese population is non-Japanese. This means that many, many Japanese people have never met a gaijin in person and base their assumptions of us entirely off the media and the stereotypes proliferated there. 

One of the things Japanese people (and most other people in the world, for that matter) mistakenly believe is that Japanese is the hardest language in the world to learn. 

Real talk: from an unbiased, purely linguistic standpoint, there is no such thing as a “hard” or “easy” language. There is such a thing as “linguistic distance,” which measures how much one language and another differs. For example, Italian and Spanish share so much grammar and similar vocabulary that their distance is short. Conversely, there is a substantial linguistic distance between Spanish and Korean.

However, a short linguistic distance does not equal “easy to learn.” 

Japanese is quite distant from all languages other than Korean. And yeah, kanji’s a bitch. I won’t argue with you there. But from personal experience, as a native English speaker, I found German harder to learn than Japanese, despite German being much linguistically closer to my native language. It all varies from person to person. 

But many Japanese people will tell you, “Japanese is so hard, isn’t it? It’s so impressive that you can speak it. It’s the hardest language.” And then their eyeballs drop out of their sockets when you tell them that you can read tHe KaNjI as well. 

Many Japanese people are convinced that not only is Japanese the hardest language in the world, but also almost no foreigners are able to speak it. This, coupled with their culture of politeness, leads them to be quick to praise our use of Japanese, no matter how good or bad it is. 

And therein lies my pet peeve with quick praise. Just a simple “arigatou gozaimasu” and some Japanese people will fawn over how sugoi your nihongo is, and in my eyes it sort of diminishes the actual level of sugoi my nihongo is. If that makes sense lol. I guess I just wish that people would treat me like a fellow Japanese person instead of a gaijin.

Common Praise

Here are some common phrases you might hear if someone is impressed with your Japanese, listed roughly from most common to least:

日本語がとてもお上手ですね！ Nihongo ga totemo ojouzu desu ne! You are very good at Japanese!

日本語ペラペラですね！ Nihongo perapera desu ne! You’re fluent in Japanese!

日本人みたいに喋れるじゃん！ Nihonjin mitai ni shabereru jan! You can speak just like a Japanese person!

日本人より日本語喋れるじゃん！ Nihonjin yori nihongo shabereru jan! You speak Japanese better than Japanese people do!

ナマリがまったくない！ Namari ga mattaku nai! You don’t have an accent at all!

発音がきれいです！ Hatsuon ga kirei desu! Your pronunciation is beautiful!

綺麗なお言葉です。 Kireina okotoba desu. You speak beautifully.

Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever heard that last compliment before. To me, it sounds a little...stiff. Like maybe something an employee at a store would say to the customer who is trying to talk to them, and the employee is trying to be polite, but may not be 100% sincere. Sometimes that stiff, formal Japanese hides a person’s true warmth, though, so it’s a bit hard to tell. 

How to Respond to Praise

In America, if you are praised, it is common to reply with a “Thank you,” and then you can follow that up with a sign of humility or pride, like “Thank you, but I still have a lot to learn,” or “Thank you, I’ve been studying for a few years now!”

However, in Japan, you do not thank them. Instead, you contradict them. If someone says, “You are very good at Japanese!” you are meant to say “No, I’m not at all.”

This is not only limited to praise regarding Japanese. If someone says your outfit looks cute, you should say something like, “Really? This shirt is so old it’s about to get holes in it.” If someone says you are good at sports you should say, “Oh no, I’m terribly clumsy. Today must be a lucky day.” For example.

If they continue to praise you a second time, deny it again. 

If they praise you a third time, then you can say something like, “It’s thanks to you,” or “I’ve had a lot of help to get to this point.” Basically, you make sure that you are not prideful, and you give credit to those around you.

Japanese culture appreciates humility over pride, and puts others before oneself. These two facets of culture greatly shape nearly every social interaction.

Here are some things you can say if someone praises your Japanese:

いえいえ、まだ勉強中です！ Ie ie, mada benkyou-chuu desu! No no, I’m still learning!

いえいえ、まだまだです。 Ie ie, mada-mada desu. No no, I still have a long way to go.

いえいえ、そんなことないです。 Ie ie, sonna koto nai desu. No no, not at all.

My favorite is the “benkyou-chuu” one, because I’ll be studying Japanese until the day I die. 

As an extra little thing to make you even more natural, when you say the “ie ie,” do this hand motion (and not the facial expression lol):

This little hand wave in front of the face, with the tip of your middle finger at the same height as the tip of your nose, is a Japanese hand gesture that means...man, how do I put this into words?

“No no, you are thinking too highly of me” or “No no, don’t go to such trouble for me” or “No no, I’m fine, thank you.” It’s a super handy gesture!

HAH, “handy”

Anyways. You can use this gesture when you are declining praise, but you can also use it at a restaurant, for example. Maybe a waitress asks, “Do you want another beer?” And you can give the little hand wave and a smile to mean, “I’m good, thanks.” You can also say “Kekkou desu” as you do the motion.

Hope this post was of use to you!

[newtonsheffield]

Hello again!!!! I'm the Spanish girl back in here!

Firstly, I'd like to send you my best wishes for this tough week of work, and I bet we're going to miss you around here this week. But duty calls! And, look, how many people can say they've got a whole week for relaxing after a week of work? 😌 (Perhaps I've misunderstood the whole thing; I've read your posts quite quick and I've understood sth different to what you wanted to say lol)

Well, what can I say with one of the last prompts you have gifted to us...? Kate, Anthony (and his Spanish!!!!!!) and Spain; you got me there. 😂 I even cried the famous "Ole!" when I read all of it (curious note: not all Spaniards use the expression "ole" in daily contexts; it is more like a regional expression that became worldwide famous bc of several reasons that are too long to post here, lol) and I think it's needless to say I loved it... isn't it?

And, I LOVED a lot Edwina's POV and story (well, I've loved everything you have posted and gifted to us, but Eddie has a special place in my heart)! I don't know, but sometimes I get the impression that, in romantic literature, relationships between sisters are not addressed at all and kinda force them to be friends (if they're not rivals... which I find stupid, tbh), not really deepening in the bond between them. Like, they're sisters and they behave more like "my next door neighbour and friend to whom sometimes I'm distant bc life happens" instead of "this person and I share much more than many people can imagine that's beyond friendship and she's more important than anybody else" -idk if this makes sense anymore... I rewrote it a couple of times bc I got the impression I can't express my idea very well 😂-. And that's something I think both of you, JQ and yourself, have achieved and gifted to all of us! We see Edwina and Kate as sisters: they fight, they tease the other, they can't stand each other sometimes, but always, ALWAYS, they care for and love the other just as sisters do. Because of this, I think TVWLM is one of my favourite books in this genre: they give us a two fantastic love stories, not only between a -heterosexual- couple but also between sisters; which is as important as any other kind of relationship.

After my TED Talk (sorry if it's been too much... 😅), I cannot help but imagine an escapade between Anthony and Kate (sans children) and Matthew and Edwina (oh, Matthew... I love you) to Spain just for Anthony, in his stupid one-side battle against Matthew (I love this, tbh; it's sooooo fun 😂), demonstrate Matthew he can speak fluently another language... Just for Matthew be oblivious to this and enjoy a little escapade to Spain with his girlfriend and her family. 😂

Anyways; I hope you're alright and, again, I wish you all the best for this week.

Besos!!! 🥰 (Spanish equivalent for the "Love!" farewell expression; it means "kisses")

Hola! You’re back again! And I’m so glad! 

I do have a week off once I finish work tomorrow (Saturday)!! Very Exciting! I have a scarf to knit, and lots of writing to do so that’s very exciting. 

Oh Anthony on a Spanish beach in tiny little flamingo shorts? Ole! indeed! That is a curious note, I literally love learning things about other cultures and languages so if anyone wants to share a curious note about their culture, hit me up! I will in turn tell you about the curious culture of The Land Down under, and our propensity to butcher the English language!

I agree, Sister relationships are a very curious thing in media. I’m not a huge fan of very contentious relationships between sisters, I’m not saying they don’t exist in real life, they definitely do, I just think having them as constant rivals is exhausting. And Yes! I Love the relationship between Edwina and Kate very much because I see it as a mirror of my relationship with my own sister. My sister drives me more insane than any other person on this planet. We fight, we bicker, I get absolutely enraged when she steals the last property I need for a set in Monopoly, and yet, She is my favourite person. She can say whatever she wants about me, but were anyone else to? It’s fight on sight. I’ll be honest, that all I’m doing is basing their relationship in these fics  on my own with my sister. Nothing special! 

Okay! Here we go! Anthony and Kate + Goose and Edwina +Spain

Kate Bridgerton was many, many things, but she liked to think an idiot, was not one of them. And so, when Anthony had said, in a tone she was sure he thought was casual. “I think we deserve a holiday, you’ve been working very hard to grow the little broad bean after all and your sister and her little gander should celebrate their engagement.” She had known exactly what he was up to. And she wasn’t really sure why she played along along with it. Perhaps something in her thrived on the chaos she knew Anthony would would create, perhaps part of her just really wanted a decent paella. Surely it didn’t matter, the result was the same: Kate fixed an innocent expression on her face and said  “Where did you have in mind?” 

 And so, surprise, surprise, here she was: back on a beach in Spain. She had to admit, eyeing Anthony appreciatively as he paddled demonstratively in the shallow water, his plan had its merits. though thus far his attempts had been... unsuccessful at best. Matthew Bagwell seemed absolutely thrilled to be in Spain, on holiday with his fiancée, giving them helpful facts he knew about the architecture as they walked through the city, a wide smile on his face, Anthony practically purple when he corrected a fact Anthony himself had said.   “Do you speak Spanish, Goose?” Anthony had said dryly in the hotel lobby shortly after they’d arrived. And Kate had rolled her eyes at Anthony, though Matthew was not paying attention. He had his arms wrapped tightly around Edwina’s waist, whispering something in her ear that made her nose crinkle in delight, the sapphire of her engagement ring glinting in the sunlight. And the beautiful picture they made gave Kate’s heart a little stutter. Anthony tutted. “Matt!” He said sharply, getting the man’s attention, Matthew’s glasses slipping down his nose as his head shot upwards in surprise.  “Do you speak Spanish?” Edwina was rolling her eyes now. And Matthew, for his part was completely unbothered  “oh, no. Sorry Mate, might have to lean on your pretty heavily this week.” He said, and Kate caught the smug smile on Anthony’s face and bit back a groan Damnit Matthew.  “I’m pretty fluent in French, German and Mandarin though!” Matthew said smiling happily, turning back towards Edwina, completely oblivious to the scowl Anthony tossing his way. “Of course you fucking are.” He muttered, fixing Kate with an irritated glare as a laugh escaped her!   

The water surely must be a little cool in early October but Anthony showed no signs of it, Beckoning Kate into the water. She groaned and made her way towards him, laughing happily as he tugged her in, his hand resting on her stomach, still no sign of her pregnancy. “Is he watching?” Anthony whispered in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her waist, spinning her through the water So she had a brief image of her sister smiling brightly at her fiancée who appeared to be... bless him building a sandcastle. 

“No. He’s not.” Kate said batting her husband’s hands away irritatedly as he scowled.  “Are you really trying to look more in love than they are?” Kate scoffed, disbelief at her husband’s idiocy rising with in her. Anthony looked indignant. “No! A man can’t take an interest in his wife now? Very poor show Mrs. Bridgerton.” He said, but his eyes, darted towards the shore at the last second.  “Oh I cannot believe you! You’re absolutely manic!” She replied as Anthony attempted to pull her back towards him, Kate putting up very little fight as she tumbled against. him, his voice hot in her ear. “Insufferable I hear.” Kate scoffed. “Ugh! If Anyone’s insufferable it’s him!” 

Kate turned to follow Anthony’s gaze to find Matthew waving at them, grinning broadly, completely unbothered. And Kate couldn’t keep from laughing as Anthony went on another muttered tirade.

Besos! 

[stonerbughead]

writing tag game

finally getting around to this! thanks to @acenancy @thetaoofbetty @iconic-ponytail @imreallyloveleee and @satelliteinasupernova for the tags!

How many works do you have on AO3?

19! when did that happen?

What’s your total AO3 word count?

555,869 holy yep

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

on AO3, only 2–riverdale + my one nancy drew cw nace fic! however back in the ~day on FF.net I wrote for Harry Potter and I def wrote a Zoey 101 fic too L O L

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Exhale (stoner bughead college AU with demi jug)

if it feels like a home (canon divergent bughead getting back together fic with a SEVEN YEAR TIME JUMP I DID IT FIRST @ RVD WRITERS)

betty, it’s legitimately cold outside (snowed in bughead christmas oneshot. aww this was my first holiday bughead fic)

do you like or like like me? (my class of ‘12 high school bughead field hockey AU)

love in the time of coronavirus (the omg they were quarantined fic I wrote from march-june 2020)

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

yesss! comments make my heart soar, and i love to reply to them and especially to take the time to respond in depth to longer comments. also, as a comment-leaver i like seeing replies when people get around to it! which leads me to my next point...often it takes me forever to reply but i always get there eventually!

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

i don't do angsty endings bc i personally am writing fanfic for happy endings tbh but i WILL say the biggest angsty cliffhanger i've ever left my readers on was the end of ch 3 in do you like or like like me? i intended to go only a week between ch 3 and 4 but then didn't...so that's probably the angstiest i've ever left bughead if that makes sense lol

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

hmm, i feel like all my stories have happy endings! but maaaaaybe a merry little retail christmas, since they end up with their own bookstore and jughead proposing to a very surprised betty in said bookstore as he reveals they own it?

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

does my riverdale O.C. AU count as a crossover? bc if so then yes. also i really want to do a nace/bughead crossover at some point. @heartunsettledsoul and i have discussed this a tiiiiny bit but nothing specific.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

not hate exactly, but i have gotten people kind of bluntly asking me to include particular characters in a fic that are either a) already in the tags or b) not in the tags for a reason, and that's not...my favorite thing, ngl.

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

yes, yes i do! i guess i'm usually solidly in the M side of things rather than the E side, and it's typically equal parts horny and fluffy since it's always between characters who are ~in loooove! i did write a kink week oneshot entirely as an ode to the Satisfyer, a sex toy i highly recommend to anyone who owns a clit.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of! so god i hope not!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

nah

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope

What’s your all time favorite ship?

bughead, for sure. see the 18 fics / thousands on thousands of words i've written about them. and the podcast (@bodysuitsforbughead) i put their name in the title of!

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

eek okay so it's ~possible~ i'll never finish love in the time of coronavirus bc idk if i want to/am capable of going back to that headspace of early pandemic but A L S O i maybe will? chapter 8, the only unfinished chapter, is supposed to be a time jump epilogue so you never know, an idea might inspire me to write it at some point in the future! maybe it's meant to be written at a point in the future that's ~actually post pandemic, you know? we shall see.

What’s your writing strengths?

oh god, this is a hard one. i feel like i'm good at dialogue? it's hard to self evaluate!

What’s your writing weaknesses?

describing people!!! why am i so bad at it? i'll never know. however i do think it's part of the appeal of fanfic for me, bc everyone kinda already knows what characters look like so you can get away with the least amount of physical character description more so than original fic.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I don't really know any other languages besides English besides some rudimentary/faded italian and the amount of spanish you get in middle school, but if the character calls for it, like a stray Lodge family "mija" and such, i do that? but i think it's super cool when others who are bilingual, multilingual, etc. incorporate other languages!

What’s the first fandom you wrote for?

WAIT lmao @iconic-ponytail my answer is identical to yours: Harry Potter on fanfiction.net. For me, which is apparently unpopular in our fandom, it was all about Romione.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

hands down, do you like or like like me? it just captured a lot of things i've always wanted for high school bughead in that fic AND the process allowed me to get out a lot of angst and nostalgia about my high school years, which was super cathartic. and the fact that i seem to have produced something that a lot of people could relate to as former nerdy teen girls makes me really happy. Exhale is a close second favorite, and probably mainly because i have a lot of anxiety attached to Exhale bc i never update it as fast as ppl want me to.

i'm late to the party so idk who has or hasn't done this yet, but i guess i'll tag some writer friends who *didn't* tag me? lmao @heartunsettledsoul @literatiruinedme @bugheadsextape @sullypants @fallout-mars @go-ldy

[my-mt-heart]

Hi, I am back! I see you are still writing our scenario asks for us! I think this is so great because it is nice to see what other Caryl lovers are thinking in their heads. :)

I know you are busy. I had one that came to me and wanted to ask you. I hope it is interesting and challenging enough for you. Please take all of the time you need!

Okay scenario ask time! Carol finds out that Daryl has somehow learned a little of the Cherokee language. And she is happily curious for him to teach her a couple of words or sayings. The setting, the time frame, is up to you. I just want to see them connecting in another language and seeing what you come up with because I like your imagination. ☺ Gracias!

Welcome back, o.g.! Greatly appreciate you bearing with my schedule. Luckily with the holiday, I had a lot of free time to work on this right away:) That will not be the case going forward lol

Disclaimer: I’m not Cherokee. I don’t speak Cherokee. I had to look up useful phrases in Cherokee. Also, I hope my very subtle diss of the French language doesn’t offend anyone. Nothing against it personally. It’s just not very Daryl Dixon, is it? :P

Daryl and Carol pass Connie and Kelly as they walk down the street. Carol smiles in greeting. Daryl signs “hello.” The sisters each smile and sign back before continuing on their way.

Carol: You know, I think it really means a lot to them that everyone’s learning to sign.

Daryl: They’re part of what we’re buildin’ here. Deserve to feel comfortable.

Carol: Well, you initiated that. You should be proud of yourself, Daryl. That couldn’t have been easy for you.

Daryl: Pfft. What’s that ‘sposed to mean?

Carol: It means learning a new language is hard. Especially for someone who would rather sit by himself and not communicate at all.

She smirks at him, letting him know she’s teasing.

Daryl: Hey. Sign language ain’t the first language I started teachin’ myself.

Carol stops in her tracks.

Carol: Really?

Daryl: You don’t gotta look that surprised.

Carol: Well, which one?

Daryl keeps walking.

Carol: Daryl! You have to tell me!

Daryl: Forget it. Wouldn’t believe me anyway.

Carol rushes to catch up.

Carol: Come on! Don’t make me guess.

Off Daryl’s teasing silence.

Carol: Spanish?

Daryl: Nah.

Carol: Not French…

Daryl: Nope.

Carol puts her hand on his shoulder, signaling him to stop and look at her.

Carol: What then?

Daryl: Cherokee.

That throws Carol for a loop, but only for a split second. The more she thinks about it, the more it makes sense.

Carol: Huh.

Daryl: Only know the basics.

Carol: Teach me.

Daryl: Siyo.

Carol: Siyo?

Daryl: Mhmm. Means “hello.” Wado.

Carol: Wado…

Daryl: That’s “thank you.”

He chews his lip while considering the next one. Suddenly his expression turns very serious.

Daryl: Gvgeyu'i.

Carol tilts her head, stumped.

Daryl: Gvgeyu'i.

Carol: Gvgeyu’i.

Daryl can’t stop smiling at her.

Carol: What? What does that mean?

Daryl: Nothin’. Just wanted to hear you say it.

He picks up a steady pace again, trying to hide his blush. She follows him.

Carol: It’s something dirty, isn’t it?

Daryl: Oh, yeah.

Carol bats him on the shoulder playfully before looping her arm with his.