#translation: “You are all... So nice... To me...”

[sporadicallyanenthusiast]

First of all, let me just thank you for taking the time to explain all of these points! There were many contexts here I didn't know about and it helps make more sense of the story! So thank you so much ❤️

And the thing about Ancient Greek and color is really fascinating! Kudos to the people that first began translating the ancient texts, because oh boy! Hahaha @mari--lace also mentioned in the replies how it is not a consensus on Athena's eye color either. I've only ever heard about the "wine colored sea" point, but never had the thought to dig deeper and learn more. I am definitely going to change that hahaha There are so many interesting things to learn, no wonder so many scientists have been studying the topic for centuries.

I'll have to admit, our poor Menelaus really did suffer a lot, dear Gods. Since my first contact with him was through the Odyssey and some fandom posts, sometimes I forget Agamemnon was his brother. And yes, as much as he loved Odysseus, learning about your brother's death like that can't be easy to digest. And the timeline of how long he stayed shipwrecked was a little fuzzy to me, so it makes sense that after 7 years, his memory would be hazy! I see what you mean when you refer to it as a vision/dream now. I didn't know Aegisthus had them exiled either, so that definitely adds even another layer to the hell Menelaus' life was at that time! We talk so much about Odysseus' hardships, but oh my, poor Mene didn't catch a break either, I'm appalled 😰 I have yet to wrap my mind around the fact the the poems were supposed to be performed out loud as well. A lot of the narrative choices make way more sense when you remember that, it's not just a regular book. I suppose that is why some things sound jarring when you read it for the first time.

And yes! Oh my, I never thought the texts would be so expressive and so warm, you know? We tend to have this idea that people from different times were too cold and distant, but they were still human at the end of the day. Of course they'd be affectionate to the ones they loved! And to be honest, it reminds me of when I read Sherlock Holmes for the first time. It really caught me by surprise how Sherlock and Watson were described and how they talked about each other in such a loving way. I don't know when we stopped writing platonic relationships so beautifully like that, but it truly is a loss to modern literature, in my humble opinion.

And I had no idea about Odysseus' own prophecy! I did know he tried to avoid going to war, but I just assumed it was because he had a newborn son and wanted to be there for Penelope. In that scenario, it really is fair to point out Menelaus trying to warn them wouldn't change much. On that note, Athena herself also told Telemachus Odysseus was alive and he didn't believe her, the Wisdom Goddess hahaha I hadn't thought about that before, but it really does illustrate how hopeless all of them were. If Telemachus didn't believe Athena, you're right, he wouldn't really care about Menelaus' letter either.

I knew about the law of Xenia, so I assumed that was the only reason stopping them from sending the suitors away. I admit I was a tad bit confused why Telemachus didn't force the suitors to leave once he outright had Athena's and Zeus' blessing, so your explanation really helped me make sense of everything!

It's such a nice and sweet detail to have Telemachus and Odysseus going through their journeys at the same time (Telemachus' first journey and Odysseus' last journey, even!), only to meet again at home and taking back control of their palace together. Maybe I teared up a bit, can't deny nor confirm hahahahaha

You are still way more knowledgeable on the topic, and your academic background gives a perspective other people might not have. So I think it's fair to call you as such 🥰❤️

Oh, I see! Sorry, I'm a bit too anxious at times and end up worrying too much that I gave the wrong impression or was rude by accident hahaha

This has been a lovely discussion indeed! Once again, thank you so much for being so kind to explain everything, I'll definitely be reading the books with new perspectives and insights!

Telemachus is so much stronger than me for real. Cause if I had traveled for days, by sea AND land, arrived at the palace of my father's friend and my mother's cousin to humbly ask if they know anything about my missing father and instead of just fucking telling me already, this mf started a monologue about how gay he is for my dad and about the time he captured a God that granted him wishes three, I'd already be telling him to Hurry The Fuck Up. IT'S BEEN TEN YEARS, I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY.

But if the same motherfucker then turned around and told me that he had known FOR YEARS NOW that my dad is trapped on an island AND THE MOTHERFUCKER DIDN'T TELL ANYONE!!!! NOT A SINGLE LETTER!!! I would have already strangled Menelaus with that fucking blond hair of his in front of his wife and children, unhelpful son of a bitch.

[silkenwinger]

been grappling with themes of destiny and inevitability. and by that I mean I've been thinking about price seeing you at the base's desk and deciding he's going to make you his, some way or another.

only thing is... you can be quite. uhm. unaware? oblivious? whenever he compliments you you just think he's being nice, because you don't read any real slimy intentions. you just don't register any of his attempts as real romantic approaches. you think he does it to every woman working at the desk. not quite.

price's only slightly miffed you've been dodging his advances. you don't look annoyed with him, more like you think he's just playing the flirt. a nice girl, that you are. trusting. not accustomed to men buzzing around you, the dogs on base barely fit for hard labor, much less fit for such a sweet thing. that's why he needs to revise your marital status.

you're there replying to an email when you see the captain approach your front desk. you smile at him, folding your manicured hands in front of you. he looks particularly dashing today! he's even shortened his chops.

"good morning, capt-"

"tomorrow night, 7 pm at da vincenzo's. would you like to have dinner with me?"

your mouth falls, a bit uncouthly. if you were less taken by surprise, you'd actually see the slightest upward tick of his mouth. Price takes pride in controlling his emotions as much as possible, but it doesn't necessarily translates into approaching a woman he's interested in.

"e-excuse me?"

"I asked you if you'd like to have dinner with me," he simply repeats, like he's asking you to take a call for him.

your gel nails make a crisp sound on the table as you tap your fingers on the table. then, you swallow.

so that's how you find yourself the next day sitting at the italian restaurant, nice dress and all. you still think you're being pranked and the camera are going to reveal themselves any moment now, but nothing of the sorts happens...

john leads you around in circles. he discovers much he didn't know about you from previous conversations. your attempts at asking him things get gently disregarded. redirected. he tells you a bit about his family and where he was raised, but reveals little about his future aspirations.

when you're leading him to your bedroom that night, after a drink on your couch, you shyly reveal you're not really used to this kind of thing, nervous giggle and all. he just smiles and keeps lightly pushing at your lower back.

after, you're moaning in your pillow, pleasure almost bursting from your seams, as john fucks you to tears. you feel a big hand clutching yours, hot fingers encompassing it all. a vague tickling sensation at your nape, almost going undetected through the waves of heat.

"could have told you we would end like this, sweetheart," he grunts in your ear, voice pleasantly rugged, "and don't you think you're getting rid of me."

he molds you into his one true perfect girl. you already were, to be fair. you just needed to be his. that was it, his future aspiration: combining will and fate.

[judesmoonbeauty]

Nica Schwartz Bond Story 7: You Are My Toy

Fan translation. Not 100% accurate. While I appreciate your support and welcome re-blogs, please do not repost my translations elsewhere. Thank you for you support! ☾.

Nica: Yeah, that's enough. Do you guys know who the girl you’re trying to enjoy is? 

Nica: Yep, mine. Oh, I don’t plan on fighting. I don’t enjoy pain or being touched by bastards.

Nica: Hey, aren’t you guys dealing illicit products around here? …..Ahaha, how I know that is a secret.

Nica: So, if you don’t wanna get turned into the police - get lost.

Nica: Aaah, this makes me look like some of kind of hero of justice. You okay, robin?

Options: 

That was frightening. Nica: Yeah it did seem scary…..Haha, I’m not so distasteful that I’d tease you at a time like this.

Thank you. Nica: I seem even more like a nice when you thank me so honestly. Don’t mention it.

You? Nica: …..Me? …..Ha, you’re worried about me at all time like this?

Nica: It’s not anything like good intentions. I just don’t like it when people touch my toys without permission.

Nica: I’m going back, I’m not carrying you or giving you a piggyback ride, so can you walk yourself? 

The way he said 'I'm not carrying you'..........LMAO.

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[milesmeles]

Dance As a Form of Euphoria

I've never really been a dancer. Never took classes, never thought I was particularly "good."

Since starting theatre school though, I have had to take multiple dance classes in order to graduate. Among those, was contemporary dance. The professor is one of the most intelligent, thoughtful human beings I have ever met... Occasionally, we would stop everything and meditate, but more often we would do something called "gaga."

"Gaga" is a form of dance technique that gets you moving. It allows you to explore your space, your mind, your body; it encourages you to expand beyond your typical sets if movement.

Why is this important for species euphoria? Well, for starters, it really centralizes on YOU. You are supposed to move however is most natural and intuitive to you. So being nonhuman, that means my mind naturally went to a more "animalistic" side. During the course of a gaga session, the instructor will yell out a prompt. Something like, "You are spaghetti in a boiling pot, and it's getting hotter by the second!" Or, "You are a blade of grass just swaying in the wind."

Yes, the prompts include specific wording, but my mind would always drift to a therianthropic side of things. Sometimes we would go into fetal position, and to me, that would be something like, "Oh okay I'm curled up in my den." Or some of the more sensory prompts like "You can smell a delicious candle" would translate more to "I'm smelling the earthy countryside."

Contemporary dance is a very flux style. There aren't very many "rules" necessarily, other than knowing the vocabulary of other styles for ease of instruction. This means one can interpret this style however they please. You can put any intention into the energy of the dance and go from there.

Plus, floorwork is common, meaning you're all up on the floor, sometimes writhing, sometimes crawling, sometimes rolling. For a lot of theriotypes, being on the ground is a nice connection to who they are. While quadrobics may be the hottest way of doing it, I think that being on the ground through dance feels more natural:

You aren't working against your current (I know, sorry) anatomy.

It doesn't have to feel "clunky," which is a feeling often described by people who aren't fond of quads. You can control the flow of the floorwork and do it however you need to do it; it's flux.

There is intention. Many less "short bursts" of being on all-fours, much more "there is a reason I'm down here right now."

Music adds a whole other layer. A lot of music used commonly in contemporary choreo is abstract but pleasant, almost just as natural sounding as the dance itself.

The werewolf in me appreciates going from twos to fours ^^

Those are just my thoughts. If anybody else has personal connections to therianthropy through dance, I would love to hear it. It's worth giving the combination a shot if you haven't thought about it yet!!

[lookinghalfacorpse]

Hi, it just stuck in my head

Dream is a fledgling, so he is dependent on Phil's blood.

Feeding is a little ritual where they get nice and cozy in the nest (THEIR nest), Dream usually sits really close, wanting to be held and pulled into Phil's lap (Phil does this, his fledgling needs to be kept safe and hidden from the world). Dream is covered with dark wings, and feels like he is melting into safety.

Dream feeds from Phil's shoulder/neck, which is a bit unusual for relationship sir/fledgling, usually fledgling feeds from the wrist, which is still intimate but not THAT provocative. (Phil is just old, okay? He feeds the fledgling in an old tradition that many don't remember anymore. So stop looking at him weirdly, respect your elders).

Techno stands near the door, facing the nest and windows. He is protective of his cute chosen mates, he likes to watch them get close. (Also possessive Philza is hot, and Dream's cloudy eyes that periodically flicker through the dark feathers awaken instincts in him that scream at him to take care of his mates, go into the nest and hug them.)

I blame you for getting into my brain with the vampire au. And I really love all your works

Ps: Eh, I'm still using the translator, so forgive me if some of the words are weird or sound wrong.

You're in my head & making things even better

i have two very strong mental images for the vampire au:

dream feeding from philza. i did imagine dream feeding from phil's neck, and the idea that that's unusually intimate for their relationship is SO GOOD. i imagine dream so desperate and hungry and phil so willing to provide for him. talking gently to him, relaxed and unbothered as though the feeding doesn't hurt a bit. his hands gentle yet possessive on dream's back, helping him through the waves of raw need, shushing him if he goes too quickly. reminding him that he can take his time-- phil isn't going anywhere. dream whines and writhes. (i read "a long time dead" recently, where vampires would sometimes orgasm during a feed, especially if they aren't used to being so excited for a meal. just... completely untouched. take that as you will.)

philza finding a half-dead dream, in desperate need of blood. phil cradles him and basically impales his neck on dream's fangs while the boy is too weak to properly bite him. he prays that dream's instincts will kick in and that at least some of his blood will make it down dream's throat.

[haveihitanerve]

Sup lol, tis been a while I fear

Had story idea, and it's just Bruce and Jason hanging out, but as soon as Jason leaves, Bruce just starts bawling because 'Holy shit, my son willingly hung out with me and made plans to hang out again' and he's just so emotional

Everyone is concerned that he's crying but Alfred and Tim and probably Cass, cuz they know how Bruce was during Jason's death (and Cass can just read him like a damn book)

K bye thx!

Heyyyyy!!!! Welcome back!!! This is a wonderful idea, not sure how I'll manage to write it, but i can try :) :

It was Saturday. Jason wasn't even supposed to be visiting, family dinner wasn't until Monday, but he dropped by with Dick, chatting on about something or other.

"Hey Old Man." Jason greeted, throwing a grin Bruce's way. Bruce almost dropped the tray he was holding, newly made shortbread cookies for Damian's art club meeting. The cookies were a little burnt, but Bruce thought they looked okay.

Jason, however, was under a different opinion. He wrinkled his nose, snatching one off the tray. "What on earth is this B?" Dick laughed along, grabbing one as well, and knocked it against the counter.

"You make your batter out of cement or something?" His eldest snickered as not even a crumb fell off.

"careful, you'll dent the counter." Jason warned, a shit eating grin on his face.

Bruce sighed, dumping the tray on the table. "They're for Damian. He's bringing over a few friends after school, and I thought I'd make some snacks. Cookies." He rubbed a hand over his forehead. "Didn't go so well."

"You? In the kitchen? Not going well?" Dick teased, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "Never woulda guessed." Bruce rolled his eyes.

Jason shrugged off his jacket, lifting the stack of old recipe notecards. "This is a fairly easy recipe, how did you-" he shook his head, rolling up his sleeves. "Alright old man, time for a baking lesson, come on, get the ingredients, we're gonna make demon brat some snacks."

Bruce raised an eyebrow as Dick lifted his bag, backing up into the hallway. "You guys have fun- I've gotta get going-"

"Coward!" Jason hollered after him as Dick vanished up the stairs. Privately, Bruce had to agree.

But it was... nice. Jason was... well he wasn't kind in the kitchen, but he treated Bruce and his inability to bake nicer than Dick would've at least. And it was... good.

They talked about everything and nothing, and Jason even let him ruffle his hair a few times, and even allowed a hug goodbye before he and Dick headed out again. (Plus the cookies came out perfectly)

Bruce managed to hold it together until they were out the door before he collapsed, tears streaming down his cheeks as sobs shook his body.

Steph was the one to find him, lured by the smell of cookies, Tim, Cass and Duke on her tail.

"Woah." Tim paused, head cocked. "Bruce you good?" He questioned, glancing at the others, who held up their hands in equal measure of confusion.

"Yes." Bruce sobbed back. "Jason- I- he-"

"I think what he's trying to say is that he and Jason hung out today." Duke translated slowly, raising an eyebrow. "I saw them baking earlier when I came upstairs."

"Oooohhhh." Steph, Cass, and Tim nodded in agreement. "That makes sense."

Duke looked between them. "How, exactly, does him sobbing make sense?" Steph laughed.

"Oh Duke, sweety, you sweet summer child, BB and J don't have the best relationship sugarplum, in case you didn't know. So Jason willingly hanging out with him?" She mimed an explosion. "Mind-blowing."

Tim grimaced. "I wouldn't say it like that, but basically. He was a mess when Jason died. And now he like, basically gets a redo of hanging with his son."

They all stared down at Bruce sobbing on the floor.

"So..." Duke cleared his throat. "Cookies and down to the Cave to watch a movie?" The others nodded their agreement.

"Yep. Bye Bruce, have... fun."

[yara0546]

Nct dream reaction when you cook for them

Pairing:  nct dream x female!reader

Genre: fluff, relationship.

Note: English is not my first language, so I apologize if there are any grammatical errors, because I sometimes use a translator in some sentences.

Mark Lee

Mark is genuinely touched by your gesture. As he takes the first bite, his eyes widen in surprise.

“Whoa, this is so good! Did you really make this yourself?” he asks, a hint of awe in his voice. He can’t stop praising your cooking throughout the meal and might even ask you for the recipe. Mark would definitely want to learn how to cook with you next time—just don’t be surprised if he’s a little clumsy in the kitchen!

Huang Renjun

Renjun is low-key impressed but tries to play it cool. He nods in approval as he takes a bite.

“This is really nice. You didn’t have to go through all this trouble,” he says, though his expression shows how much he appreciates it. He might jokingly critique the presentation, but it’s all in good fun. Deep down, he’s already planning to return the favor by making you something even better.

Lee Jeno

Jeno is the type to be super encouraging and appreciative. As soon as he sees the meal, his eyes light up.

“This looks amazing! I can’t believe you made this!” he says enthusiastically. He’d probably eat a little too fast because it’s so good, and then sheepishly ask for seconds. Jeno might even take a picture of the food to show off to the other members later.

Lee Haechan

Haechan’s reaction is a mix of teasing and genuine love for your cooking.

“Wow, are you trying to spoil me? Because it’s working,” he jokes, flashing you a mischievous grin. As he eats, he exaggerates his reactions, making over-the-top comments like, “This is the best thing I’ve ever eaten in my life!” But beneath the playful teasing, he’s truly grateful for your effort.

Na Jaemin

Jaemin’s reaction is pure boyfriend material. He smiles softly when you present the meal and makes you sit down with him right away.

“You’re amazing. Thank you for this,” he says, giving you his full attention. As he eats, he compliments every single detail, from the taste to the effort you put into it. He might even insist on doing the dishes afterward because he can’t let you do all the work.

Zhong Chenle

Chenle would be absolutely delighted and very vocal about it.

“Wow, this looks like something from a restaurant!” he exclaims, taking a moment to admire the food before digging in. He’d probably hype you up the entire time, saying things like, “You should open your own restaurant!” or “The members are going to be so jealous!” His excitement is contagious, and he might even jokingly call you his personal chef.

Park Jisung

Jisung would be a little shy at first, especially if this is your first time cooking for him.

“This looks really good,” he says quietly, his cheeks slightly pink. As he eats, he gets more comfortable and starts complimenting the taste. “You’re really talented,” he admits, looking genuinely impressed. Jisung might even get curious about the cooking process and ask you to teach him someday.

[l-0puko]

I just think Clear and Koujaku would get along in post-canon, having talked about Clear's intentions towards Aoba [established ClearAo implied]

ENG translation under the cut

1 Koujaku: "It's high time I visited Aoba and Granny, we haven't seen each other in a while..." sfx: knock knock Clear: (rustle) Oh, hello, Koujaku-san! Come on in! Koujaku: Aoba isn't home today, is he? Clear: No, he is at work today. And I've got a day off. Koujaku: (screech) Right, you're helping Mizuki at "Black Needle". Clear: That's right.

2 K: Hey, Clear. K: You know, Aoba's been worrying a lot while... while you weren't here. (for a year?...) K: That's why... If you are serious about him, that's one thing. K: But if you aren't— C: I understand your concerns, Koujaku-san. But... C: For me, Aoba-san's happiness comes first.

3 K: ... C: Aoba-san is an incredible person, who teaches me to live like a human. Teaches me to just be. C: And he, of course, is attractive. Beautiful. C: B-but! That is one of the many things I appreciate about him! C: With you, being one of Aoba-san's loved ones, I care about your acceptance as well. And yet...

4 C: If you do not give your permission for me and Aoba-san to be together, I will not back down. sfx: tension tension K: ...ah. K: Clear, such a dummy you are. C: ?!

5 K: I'm not Aoba's Granny to give you two my permission. K: You're a nice guy. K: Plus, the stuff you're talking about is, umm, closer to marriage. (So you have to speak to Granny then.) C: "M-marriage... Oh..." (turns turns)

6 C: Thank you so much, Kouja— sfx: ting! Aoba: Hiya! What should I buy? C: Hi-i-i, Aoba-san! (chatter chatter) C: Yes, and also... ~ (chatter chatter) K: "It seems I got nothing to worry about, after all."

[treatygoods3321]

Wordplay Behind Sebastian DeBeste’s Japanese name

I’ve always found the pun names in AA very interesting and very clever, so I decided to reblog this with an explanation in how the translation matches the Japanese version!

In Japanese, Sebastian’s name is 一柳　弓彦 (IchiYanagi YumiHiko) - while his surname is pronounced IchiYanagi, the kanji form (一柳）can actually also be read as “IchiRyuu (一流)”, which means “top-class”. 弓 （Yumi) means “arrow bow” and 彦 (Hiko) sounds similar to the verb 引く (hiku), which is the verb you use for “firing an arrow / pulling back the bow (弓を引く / Yumi Wo Hiku). ADDITIONALLY, at the same time, the “Ya” in his surname IchiYanagi can also correspond to the kanji character for “arrow (ya = 矢）”. The second part, “Nagi”, sounds similar to “無き” (naki - without, none, in absence of, missing). According to Yamazaki (the game producer), when you read his name in full, IchiYanagi YumiHiko, it bears similar to the phrase “一矢無き弓を引く (Ichi Ya Naki Yumi Wo Hiku)”, which roughly translates to “drawing the bow without an arrow / firing without an arrow”, which refers to his often incompetent deductions and how he always misses the main point.

So, for Eustace Winner, the “useless whiner” part would be corresponding to the “shooting without an arrow aspect”, whereas “You’re a Winner” would match the top-class aspect. Very clever indeed and huge respect to the localisation team being able to go through all those layers of word play!

To be fair though, I actually also find Sebastian DeBeste quite accurate, especially the surname, where while it sounds like “the best”, the “De” at the front also gives me an impression that there’s something negative or failing in his ability. But this new localisation is clever in the way it makes a pun out of both Sebastian’s surname AND forename, like the original!

Also, just a bit more of unnecessary information, in the Chinese translation, they changed Sebastian’s name to 一柳 吾恭 (YiLou WuGong) - the pun in the surname is exactly the same because Japanese kanji and Chinese sounds share quite a lot of similarities, whereas the name, 吾恭 (WuGong) sounds like the word 无功 (fruitless, futile, lack of success in outcome; can also mean “no contribution”) after you change some intonations. Personally I think it doesn’t look as nice as 弓彦 though, there’s something less artsy about how the characters look put together.

But anyways just a bit of trivia for anyone who is interested and didn’t know about the complex wordplay that took place in this name!

P.S I know I’m a year late but could not control myself

HOLY SHIT SEBASTIAN'S NAME CHANGE IS ACTUALLY GENIUS

THE PUN WORKS BOTH WAYS

EUSTACE WINNER

"USELESS WHINER"

and

"YOU'RE A WINNER"

NEVERMIND THIS IS A GREAT NAME CHANGE AWESOME JOB CAPCOM

[nephilimbrute]

random question: what inspired the eye looks you give to each the idols?

All them are so silly (/positive) and id love to hear about why each one is the way they are

Giggles....let me tell ya something

i draw callie with spiral eyes because... Well... her hypnoshades... very obvious, but i stuck with it because i thought "wow this is so fun to draw!" She also has that 'default' eye shape because i had no ideas but also bc it looks nice

marie has irises that change with her ink color, thought it'd be interesting. also slit pupils bcz i used to think she was evil. now she's just a silly cat...freckles since her JP name translates to firefly squid

pearl's eyes are black and white because it looked better when i did colorless drawings. Like that's it. kept it because it's 😍😍😍😍😍

marina's......They're normal she's so cute already

shiver has kitty pupils!!! i make her very kitty-like overall:3 it also came from some concept art

frye's pupils also came from concept art, also where i got her claws from (heartbroken that she ended up without them). also her eyes are very triangle-ish, just because i like to exaggerate sharp corners. she can change the size of her irises to make herself seem nicer or scarier

big man has markings to match the rest of deep cut:3c That's all

[satsuha]

actually the reason i pulled out my aa6 artbook is because i was thinking about this line from the dev interview again

(translation source)

i mean first of all. yamazaki you're going to kill me you can't just say that....

but also i thought it was a little weird that they referred to him as "prosecutor of resignation" here? i didn't think much of it the first time i saw it but i was pretty sure his actual title (トムライの検事 tomurai no kenji) could only be translated to funeral/burial/etc. so i finally decided to check the original and

yamazaki Does actually call him something different! he says あきらめの検事 (akirame no kenji, prosecutor of resignation/acceptance) which also calls back to his tagline あきらめなさい (akiramenasai, lit. give up/abandon [hope]/resign yourself) or "let it go, and move on" in the localization

the next part is also more accurately "he's actually the one who's the most given up" oeguhhg.... i'm goign to die. i was actually pretty surprised when i first found out about his original tagline because "let it go and move on" sounds nice/helpful at least in a shallow way or out of context? but saying "give up" straight up feels like... a LOT more aggressive/negative to me. but if the idea of it was that it was an alternate/unused title for nahyuta that makes me so.... o<-<

also this next thing is just a silly thing i Had to check but i thought the word used for "rise up" may have actually been 蘇る (yomigaeru, to resurrect) from the japanese title of "rise from the ashes" but no he says 復活させる (fukkatsu saseru, to revive/be reborn) instead. sad!

[femme-enby]

FNAF SB AU ideas off the top of my head.

You’ve heard of coffee shop AU, now I present:

Fast food. Plenty of options- American, Mexican/“mexican”(cough-TACO BELL-cough), Chinese/“chinese”…

If you’ve never worked fast food (must be nice to be one of the favorites…) it generally sucks. Crazy rushes. Tight on space. Running into each other/swift dodging. You��ll get 20 separate orders of basic shit, cool! All of a sudden, your average order cost of $5-$20, with $50 bein a “big” order ain’t shit bc you just got some asshole in the drive thru askin for 50 $2 value chicken sandwiches & 50 $3 value burgers. “Tf you mean you want 100 sandwiches rn and you’re gonna pay $250 in mostly 5s and 1s??? Sicko. Drop all the mini chickens & I need a full grill of mini burgs for the foreseeable future. Idc that the grease bucket for the grill is overflowing, you know you don’t either. Don’t slip bc they’ll make me clean the mess since I can’t get any biohazard type illnesses.”

You’ve all heard of the beloved Roller Rink AU, we’ve all seen “y/n is pizzaplex janitor” now get ready for their loathed hatechild- retail AU. Naw, not no designer shit. We fightin for our lives in the “MalWart.” “Yeah no it’s crazy that they want us to complete 10 pallets in hardware in 4hr when each pallet takes about an hour… wait WTF you mean they’re all screws and washers???? That whole pallet????? Fuck me… and fuck them. And fuck that pallet actually, bc that’ll take at least 2hr all on its own. Yeah no I did mean that it would take YOU two hours. It would take ME the whole shift. Some of us ain’t blessed with the speed & dexterity of a supercomputer powered body you show off.” (A million possibilities! Deli, bakery, dayshift department options of your choice, overnight stocking, security, etc)

Nothin? Not lovin it?

Tbh I’d suggest some others but I know I’ve seen them already- someone’s already got a general amusement park AU (the fic is somewhere in my 150+ tabs… I will find you…) although they do focus on being a ride operator… so there’s still food & beverage, security, janitor/“maintenance”/“Park Services”, actual maintenance as in like dealin w fixing basic issues like broken chairs/tables, as well as tech dealing with minor errors in rides, lights, audio, etc. character/character “buddy” (think Mickey Mouse & his Disney employee handler).

I’ve also seen like… goth IHop somewhere… I miss you…

Also seen psych ward, school, VR, someone… someone’s got haunt but w jackomoon in a corn maze… (I’m gonna find you again too… you won’t escape my love…) seen street racers, a… surprising amount of cops… hmm…

Aiight I know someone’s got the restaraunt AU, think it’s the same person w a hair salon AU, but!!! HEAR ME OUT!!! Basic restaraunt. Step up from fast food in terms of quality & money earned, BUT!!! We all still fightin to not knock out some of them damn customers. The best part of the shift is when the server gets to slink into the kitchen and stare longingly at the cook, who either eagerly or “grudgingly” makes them a meal. Bonus points for inhaling the food and fighting the chipmunk cheeks away as they rush back out to the floor.

Another idea I had was “translator” as in the human has moved, whether out of personal desire or demand from employers, to another country where they don’t speak the language, one way or another they come in possession of the DCA. DCA can act as a translator, assist in assimilating, take on the roll as your first “friend” in the new place and guidance around the city… idk. I think it would be a cool way to utilize the “computer” part of them.

Also… gaining sentience. Personally I tied it into the “translator” idea- they come to you as a fairly simple animatronic in the sense that they don’t really differ too much in personality between Sun & Moon, generally devoid of much of a personality, baddabing badaBOOM (idk tech, I had them struck by lighting like Dr. Frankenstein type nonsense) they’re suddenly two separate people w whole personalities & shit, but also tryin to figure out this whole “being sentient” thing (which I am not the first to have that specific idea, can’t remember who but I saw someone who did something similar but it was like… some storm related surge at the pizzaplex? And then they started zappin all the animatronics… I… think I know who wrote that, but bc I ain’t sure I’m not sayin shit bc I’d be so fuckin embarrassed if I got it wrong and I gotta go to sleep so I can’t look it up myself right now… so tired.)

[themultifanshipper]

Translation under the cut

"Hello,

my name is Isack, my middle name is Alexandre, and people who are close to me also call me Zak.

I was born in Paris on the 28th of September 2004, on the same day as Mika Häkkinen.

In my bedroom I had a poster of Mohamed Ali.

When I was younger I wanted to be a Formula 1 driver. Well, driver full stop.

Today, my job is Formula 1 driver, but if I hadn't made it as a driver, I would be a judoka.

My favourite meal is a nice Raclette. And for the recipe you need potatoes, cheese, charcuterie, and a Raclette machine.

I have hidden talents, like juggling. So if motorsports doesn't work out, I can train for the circus.

My biggest flaw is that I have a shit temper, very nervous, and in a sport where you don't like hearing that, especially over the radio, I can be quick to snap. I'm working on that.

If I had to go on holiday with an F1 driver it would be Pierre Gasly or Lewis Hamilton.

Pierre because I know him well, and Lewis because he's kind of my idol so I have lots of questions for him that he can answer. And I know he's a fun guy.

In a race, I am sure to beat Nicholas Latifi, there you go, and Max Verstappen as well.

The driver that amazes me the most is Max Verstappen, because like him, I would like to have his consistency and his current dominance.

Just before a race I think of all the possible scenarios, I also think about what I'm going to eat that night, and I listen to a lot of WeRenoi before getting in the zone, and Lil Baby.

My favourite circuit is Monaco, because I got signed by RedBull the day of my victory there, three years ago in FRECA.

When I win, I want to break everything because I'm happy. And when I lose I also want to break everything.

On my helmet there are equations, all over it, as a tribute to my father who is a physicist. So I let him put all his favourite physics formulas related to motorsports because it's thanks to that that we got to drive these machines.

So big up to all the physicists.

There you go, my "Trou Story" interview has come to an end.

That's all for me, I'll leave you with my favourite quote: "Real drivers are quick in fast corners, not in the slow corners".

There you go, wait no- that's not it at all, it's actually the opposite! It's because for us it's so cool to be fast, for us taking fast corners means you have a big set of balls, you know? And not the opposite.

I'll do it again: "The really good drivers are quick in the slow corners, not in the fast corners"

Voilà"

Translation by me, if you wanna make subtitles on the video with it i'd appreciate being credited :3

[perpetualsarcasmmachine]

Thank you @ratcatcher0325! Nice to know someone is interested in my doings 🥰

🎧Last song🎧: I'm not totally sure because I've been listening to podcasts the last week or so (and I am a sicko and spend a lot of time in silence). The last album I acquired and listened to was Best of Bootie Mashup 2024.

🎨Favorite color🎨: Green probably but all colors are nice depending on the context.

📚last book📚: I read a lot and I'm very tempted to share my real-person, non-tumblr blog where I talk about books but I won't! (DM if you want the link though). The last books I finished were The Crescent Moon Tearoom by Stacy Sivinski and Beans: A History by Ken Albala. However the most recent book I read and loved was Shoestring Theory by Mariana Costa. I'm also reading Don Quijote in Spanish right now and it's both very difficult and not as bad as I expected, and surprisingly funny.

🍿Last movie🍿: Wicked. I'm not mad about it but I can't believe they split it into two movies

📺 Last tv show 📺: I finished the recent season of Silo the other day. In general, I watch a lot of Star Trek and RuPual's Drag Race and Dropout shows.

🍔 sweet/spicy/savory 🍔: I enjoy food generally lol. I definitely love sweet and savory. I can't get too crazy with spicy but I do at least add pepper flakes to a lot of recipes.

🌀Current obsession🌀: Wikipedia! Over the last year I've been really into editing wikipedia. I translate Spanish <-->English and Icelandic -> English (with supervision from my Icelandic teacher; I'm not in school I just pay people to teach me stuff). I also do a fair amount of copy editing because editing is my job and I'm good at it and I use copy editing as a way to read interesting articles.

🔍 Last thing searched 🔍: I was looking for citations for this wikipedia article (coming soon in English).

👀looking forward to👀: I am looking forward to the SOUPer Bowl party my friend and I are hosting next week. We tried this out last year and had a lot of fun so we're doing it again! Everyone brings a soup and then we sample all the soups and hang out and chat.

People I'd like to know better:

@bitching-and-witching, @stargatebarbie, @cuties-in-codices, @vicktionary, @showrunnerihardlyknowher @ana-actually, and anyone else who wants to do it! This is an open invitation. (Also obviously no one has to do this if they don't feel like it!)

// 10 People I'd like to know better //

I got tagged by @kbthebearcat and @captain-clandestiny THANK YOU GUYS

🎧Last song🎧: I am not sure to be honest 😭 i was listening a mixed playlist on shuffle but i last remember listening to return to forever and when i fall in love

🎨Favorite color🎨: THE ONE AS MY BLOG BACKGROUND i am obsessed 💔 AND A WARMER TONE OF MUSTARD YELLOW tbh all the natural colors really 🤭

📚last book📚: I am not much of a reader, but i read "Ağrı Dağı Efsanesi" as homework. (Browsed the recap but sshhh)

🍿Last movie🍿: Ugh i am so embarrassed but Sonic 3. MY FRIENDS FORCED ME OKAY?!. Like you can't expect someone who likes "The Game", "Silence of the lambs", "there will be blood", "Jane Eyre" etc to like such a movie- i am REALLY picky about what i watch. But yeah it was Sonic 3 I'm sorry 💀

📺 Last tv show 📺: It was "Baby Raindeer" i guess... It was alright.

🍔 sweet/spicy/savory 🍔: Savory 😌

🌀Current obsession🌀: ASSASSIN'S CREED ASSASSIN'S CREED ASSASSIN'S CREED ASSASSIN'S CREED ASSASSIN'S CREED

Finished the ezio trilogy and now playing unity and black flag. Torturing myself by replaying missions (in unity) over and over until i perfectly ghost them. People hate that game for some reason but i like it a lot tbh

🔍 Last thing searched 🔍:

I was answering the ask then i called Hargrove "passed away recently". i was sure it was not as "recently" so i searched to find out. 2018 was the date. He was such a nice trumpeter. I found about him after coming up with Roy and now one of his songs i think is roy if he was a song. Here's the song for those wondering !

👀looking forward to👀: nothing specific. But i am curious about the gt of that upcoming fable game. Probably can't afford it and don't have the hardware to run it so I'll watch the gameplays 💀

People I'd like to know better:

@justagiantpotato @pipinpali @pacthesis @ohnobrooo @paxmorgana @guaxinimraccoon @olivexing @territorialrain

[sofia-is-a-sturniolo-triplet-fan]

New York City

Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader

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You had been in LA for a while now. Posting about your life as an uprising social media influencer. Collaborating with other famous people. Hosting small get-togethers at your new apartment.

Your boyfriend, Matthew Sturniolo, had his own social media life. A joint YouTube channel with his triplet brothers Nick and Chris had gotten quite the popularity over the years.

The four of you were all from Boston. Having become new sensations at the same time as well as growing up together made all of you four come to the decision to move to California – a place where you had more opportunities, more freedom, and more light to shine your creativity and share it with the world – to live out your dreams of being in the spotlight.

Life was going fairly well. Until it wasn't. There were fans of yours as well as the triplets that were extremely supportive of it all. Your lifestyles, your personalities, and even your relationships and friendships. Yet there were those certain people, ones who claimed to be 'the biggest supporters and fans' who got to you.

Their mean comments and words affecting you more than you'd like to admit. You were stressed to say the least. Your friendships with people and your relationship with Matt being evidence of that. You needed a break.

You were at the Sturniolo Triplet's house, the five-minute drive to their place from your apartment coming in handy. You were lounged on their couch between Matt's legs. His hands on your shoulders massaging your tense muscles. You tried to relax; really, you did. But the weight of it all, everything, was too much. Your sighs of frustration and annoyance filled the air of their living room every so often.

Nick and Chris, who were on the other end of the couch, glanced in your direction with concern every time you let out a noise. Matt's hands had stilled, and instead, fell down to your waist, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your shoulder. He kissed your cheek softly, his sky-blue eyes seemingly dull as he stared at you.

"You okay, babe?" He'd asked, his voice tinged with hesitation. You had let out yet another sigh, shaking your head slightly. You leaned into his touch, the back of your head resting against his chest as you frowned. "Maybe you just need a break. Like a getaway. You and I, baby. Somewhere nice."

Chris immediately butted into the conversation, agreeing with his brother. "I agree. You two need to go someplace. Just the two of you. Maybe for a few days or something." He let out a yelp when he received a smack to the back of his head from Nick, the oldest triplet. "This isn't your conversation, dumbass!"

You let out a small laugh at the two of them, leaning more and more into Matt's soothing touch. "Maybe it could be a romantic getaway. A location known for love. Like New York City," you had suggested. Even though he had just been scolded, Chris nodded his head in agreement. Nick even seemed pleased with your answer despite his claim of it not being his business.

Matt's hold on your body tightened, his head nuzzling into your neck while leaving soft kisses along your skin. He muttered against you, "Sounds good to me, honey.”

So there you were, hand in hand with the love of your life, strolling through Central Park as you laughed about something random. The two of you were about to go back to your hotel, but Matt had stopped you. He removed his hand from your grasp, instead pulling you closer by your waist. His arms wrapping around you to hold you tightly. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, running your fingers through the back of his brown hair.

He kissed your forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment before pulling away. He brought one of his hands from your hips to your face, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze. He leaned down slightly, connecting your lips in a soft, sensual kiss. You quickly reciprocated it, feeling all of your emotions pouring from you. Matt pulled away, resting his forehead against yours while smiling brightly.

"Already feelin' better, sweetheart?" He whispered, his hand on your chin, moving to cup your cheek lightly with his thumb brushing against your skin. You simply nodded, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to relax and let go of all your pent-up emotions.

Back at the hotel, you slipped off your shoes, changing into a silk pajama set. Matt was right behind you, slipping out of all of his clothes save for his boxers. The two of you climbed into the hotel room's bed, snuggling underneath the covers with content smiles. Your legs tangled with his, resting your head on his chest while his hands comfortingly ran over your back.

The two of you were happy, relaxed, and ready to fall asleep in each other's arms. You felt something poking your thigh, the unmistakable and familiar hardness pressing against your skin. Your head lifted up to look at Matt, who was already staring at you. The want and need in his eyes caused your body to heat up. Specifically your lower half that was warm and slick with arousal.

Matt's gaze darkened with desire as he reached out, his fingers brushing gently along your thigh, igniting a spark of electricity that surged through your body. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin as he whispered, "Are you sure you want this? We can just cuddle if you're not feeling up to it."

You bit your lip, feeling a rush of anticipation. "I want this, Matt. I really do," you replied softly, your voice barely above a whisper. His eyes sparkled with affection and hunger as he nodded, leaning in to capture your lips in a heated kiss, his hands roaming over your sides and pulling you closer. As the kiss deepened, the air around you thickened with longing.

Matt's hands slid beneath your silk top, exploring the soft curves of your body, leaving trails of warmth in their wake. You sighed into his mouth, feeling completely swept away by the moment. His fingers deftly worked to take off your pajamas, underwear, and bra, revealing your bare skin to his touch.

He quickly undressed himself, laying down beside you naked and hard. He grabbed onto your hips, pulling you onto his thighs as your hands braced themselves against his shoulders. “I wanna taste you pretty, girl.” Matt whispered, his hold on your hips tightening when he felt you drop onto his skin.

“I want you to feel good too, Matt.” You countered, your eyes pleading with him silently. “We can both make each other feel good, at the same time,” he offered with a grin. You process his words, a smile slowly forming in your lips.

You shifted yourself, and with a firm grip on your hips, he pulled you around until you were straddling his shoulders. Your hands clutched his thighs, lowering your head to his cock. Right as you were about to take him in, you let out a gasp, feeling his tongue part your folds.

“Matt,” you whispered, your breath fanning against his hard-on. He simply hummed into you, his tongue moving along your slit with a practiced motion. You shakily moved your head down to take him in, bobbing your head in attempt to match the rhythm of Matt's assault to your core.

As you both find your rhythm, Matt's hands roam up your thighs to your stomach, his fingers splaying out possessively. He can feel you tensing as you try to coordinate the movements of your head and your hips.

"Fuck, you're doing so good baby," he breathes against your wetness, his cock twitching in your mouth at the vibrations of your moan. His tongue finds your clit, circling it with expert precision while one hand moves up to gently squeeze your breast.

You shudder pleasurably as Matt's tongue lavishes attention on your most sensitive spots. His fingers teasingly pinch and roll your nipple, sending jolts of electricity straight to your core. Meanwhile, you take him deeper into your mouth, your lips stretching around his impressive girth.

As you continue to bob your head and suck him off, Matt's free hand reaches up to grab your other breast, kneading it roughly as he plays with your nipples. He buries his face between your legs, his tongue thrusting inside you as he eats out your pussy like a starved man.

Matt suddenly pulls his mouth from your pussy, leaving you whimpering at the loss. "Fuck, baby– I need inside you. Properly. Not just your sweet mouth," he says, his voice husky with desire. "Get up here and let me fuck ya right.”

You lift yourself off Matt shakily, your legs weak from the pleasure he's given you with his tongue. You sit beside him at the top of the bed, mind and body still reeling from the activities that you both just took part in and what's to come.

After shakily lifting yourself up, limbs trembling from Matt's skilled oral attentions, you both settle beside each other atop the bed. The air crackles with remaining adrenaline and anticipatory desire. Matt's erect cock juts proudly between them, slick and ready.

"Come 'ere, gorgeous," Matt murmurs, gently pulling you down until you're lying beneath him. He positions himself between your soft, inviting thighs, his large hands caressing your hips. His eyes, filled with warmth and affection, meet yours as he guides the blunt head of his cock to your entrance.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispers, slowly pushing forward until he sinks into your warmth. You gasp softly, your nails lightly dragging down his back as he fills you completely. He begins to move, setting a gentle pace, his hips rolling against yours with a sweet, intimate rhythm.

Matt's slow, deliberate thrusts stir pleasure deep inside you, his eyes locked with yours. One hand tangles in your hair while the other supports his weight, preventing himself from crushing you. Each stroke is tender, meaningful — he's making love to you, not just fucking.

The stress and worries of the day melt away instantly as Matt's loving body envelops you. Each tender thrust inside your warmth pushes away any lingering negative thoughts. You sink deeper into the mattress, utterly relaxed, as he loves you thoroughly with gentle, affectionate movements.

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him even closer, savoring the intimate connection. Matt leans down, pressing soft kisses to your neck and collarbone, his love and affection pouring into each one. His pace quickens slightly, the head of his cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside you with every thrust.

“Wanna fill you up with my come baby. Gonna let me?” Matt husks against the skin of your neck, his movements never faltering. “Yes, fuck– yes please,” you whine, as your head tilts back further into the pillows.

His hands move to grip the backs of your thighs, pulling you closer to him while he buries himself to the hilt. His warm, thick ropes of come shooting inside you, painting your walls white. Matt nuzzles his face into your shoulder, groaning as you both ride out your highs.

Matt's motions slow as he empties himself completely inside you. With a tender murmur, he gently pulls out, the both of you wincing slightly at the sensitivity. Immediately, he rolls to your side, gathering you into his strong embrace. "You okay, my love?" he asks softly, searching your face with caring eyes.

You nod, a small, satisfied smile on your lips as you snuggle into his chest. Matt softly moves some hair from your forehead, his thumb gently caressing your cheek. He knows the importance of aftercare, you both do.

“Thank you, Matt. I need that. Needed this. To just get away,” you whisper sleepily into him. “You're welcome. I know how much you did, sweet girl. I've got you,” Matt replies, the hand not on your face moving to rub your back soothingly.

“I love you,” your arms hold onto him tightly, not wanting to ever leave this moment. “I love you so much more, angel. More than you'll ever know. You're it f'me. Only person I'll ever need.”

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

It doesn’t matter wether it was nice to look at or not, you’re our friend! Il nostro amico! You did so good calming back down… and for the record, it’s okay if you get worried and fearful when you see Short Peppino. No shame in it at all.

"I... Did good- Did good-!"

"-Grazie grazie-"

"Em ot... Ecin os... Lla era uoy..."

"Sdneirf... Uoy rof yrt lliw... Yracs si ti fi neve... Onippep trohs ot klat ot... Yrt lliw I..."

"Ereh morf -'snork mimi'- og Onippep trohs raeh nac I... Tsrif peels lliw I tub..."