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[lucygold95]

POTO Busan review (centered on actors).

(*I wrote longer reviews in Korean on another SNS before. **It's a long review with bad English grammar, so if you're busy, I recommend you to read only keywords.)

0. I saw POTO Busan performances for the first time on April 30(Both matinée and evening performances). I had saw POTO World tour and London (+ JOJ concert in Korea😄) before and (as you all know) the POTO Korea set was the original version, not the world tour version or the London reopening version. The costumes were similar to the recent London costumes, but have more beads except Star Princess costume. The directing and choreography(except Masquerade) were Broadway versions before COVID.

I finished brief introduction, so I'll talk about actors now. (I know that POTO Korea video bootlegs exist, but most of them were recorded in very early days including previews. And some actors(particularly 조승우 and 송은혜) were sick at the beginning of the Busan run. So later performances were much better than those videos.)

1. Raoul actors

송원근's Raoul is gentle, romantic and mentally mature(He looks younger than his age, but he is actually 40). His Raoul resembles Steve Barton's Raoul in many ways. I think he's one of the standard ALW Raouls. (If you like the original London cast, I recommend 손지수 Christine and 송원근 Raoul pair.) His gentle voice, good romance acting and nice dance skills are his strengths.(He is now a famous musical actor, but long ago he was an unfamous idol/dance singer. He has also been a drama actor since 2013.) + Personally, his stifling acting at The Final Lair was very impressive.

황건하 has a very unique voice for Raoul. He has a very heavy tone. His deep voice color reminds me of Bengt Nordfors's Raoul. However, his Raoul is not as mature as Nordfors's. His Raoul is young(황건하 is 25 years old, so I think that's the reason.) and and full of enthusiasm like the Leroux Raoul. But his Raoul isn't fragile like the Leroux Raoul. His Raoul is weaker than Ramin and Hadley's, but it has a similar sense of mettle.

Doesn't 황건하's impression resemble that of Hadley and Ramin? +I think 황건하's strength is his nice singing skills.

2. Christine actresses

To be honest, Korean audiences gave 송은혜 a better rating than 손지수 on the reservation site during Busan run. On the contrary, I've seen many non-Korean old phans tend to prefer 손지수. If you want to know why, go to 2-4). (* I love both of them similarly.)

2-1) Voice color: Both Christines have quite different voice colors. 💙송은혜 Christine has a clear and very light voice color. Her voice is transparent and light like a shiny glass bead. Her voice color resembles previous Korean ALW Christines (Especially 김소현 Christine) voice colors.(+ Emmy Rossum's voice color a little bit too.) 🤍손지수 Christine has a light(but less lighter than 송은혜's voice), warm and very soft(<-->clear) voice. I think her voice color is very unique! Her voice reminds me of soft and warm angel wings.

2-2) Singing style: 💙송은혜 sang POTO numbers more like musical singing style than opera " .(She majored in opera, but worked as a popera singer/an ensemble in the musical Elisabeth.) I think her singing style resembles previous Korean Christines (Especially, 최현주 Christine's POTO Korea 1st revival run. *최현주's stage name in Japan was 'Sai Tamami'.) and Sierra Boggess (Particularly WYSHA) a lot. 송은혜 has a girlish voice and face(I think both Christines look younger than their age. 송은혜 is 30 years old and 손지수 is 33 years old.), but she is an independent and modern Christine 'compared to the other Christine'. But her voice is light and less powerful than Sierra's, so sometimes I think her singing resembles Amy Manford too(But less operatic way).

🤍손지수 sang POTO numbers in an operatic way. (She is an opera singer.) And her calm and classical singing style is very reminiscent of Sarah Brightman's singing style. (+ Rebecca Caine's West End run.) But warmer and softer than them(I think Caine and Brightman has cooler voice and more vivid voice).

I prefer 🤍손지수's WYSHA🤍 more than 송은혜's and I prefer 💙송은혜's TOM and POTO(I like her cadenza & high notes)💙 more than 손지수's. Personally, 손지수's WYSHA is one of the top five WYSHWs I've heard.

2-3) Character interpretation: 💙As I said above, 송은혜 Christine was an independent and modern Christine 'compared to the other Christine'. Also, her interpretation influenced a lot by 최현주(최현주's Korea run. But I think 송은혜's voice color and face resemble 김소현's.) and Sierra's. But I think her Christine is less stronger than Sierra's. + 송은혜 Christine's love for Phantom is more Erosive 'compared to the other Christine'. ++ I like 송은혜's Serafimo.

🤍In every way, 손지수's Christine evoked the nostalgia of Christines in the 80s and 90s. (Her special voice color that distinguishes it from others, operatic singing style and Leroux-like Christine interpretation.) She was a very soft and warm Christine. She respected and relied on Phantom, her teacher and guardian. And her love for the Phantom was close to the Virgin Mary's agape love for humanity. I really love her classical Christine interpretation!

2-4) Points to be improved: I really love 손지수's classical Christine, but she need to develop her dialogue acting and body acting. She is a native Korean and speaks Korean naturally in her daily life, but on stage, she spoke lines as if she were reading a textbook. She spoke strictly and exaggerated at the same time. I know POTO is a sung-through musical but her Little Lotte dialogue acting was not good. But if you are not a native Korean speaker, it will be hard to notice. (+ Interestingly, her songs contained a variety of emotions and her pronunciation was not strange when she sings.) I think this is why she is preferred by non-Korean phans over Korean audiences. If you want to know her strengths, read the keywords from 1-1) to 1-3).

송은혜's lines and body acting were okay, but often 손지수's facial expressions were better than her. (The interesting thing is that 송은혜 said she has been a phan for more than a decade, but the other Christine – who wasn't a phan – is preferred to her by a global phandom👀(I think it's because 송은혜 is a fan of Sierra and old phans tend to prefer classic POTO over 25th anniversary.)) And neither of them can do ballet professionally.

3. Phantom actors (* I didn't see 조승우

Phantom's performance in a good seat, and his condition was not good at that day, so I'll exclude him from this Busan review.)

전동석's Phantom was a romantic and soft phantom like Kopit's Phantom(* He played Kopit Phantom. But still, his ALW Phantom was stronger than his kopit Phantom). His Phantom seemed to have loved Christine for a long time. Not every performance, but he would often greet Christine (as if he were worshiping her) during the POTO number like the picture below.

And he carefully stroked her face when she fell asleep during The Music of the Night. His phantom reminds me of Earl Carpenter's phantom, who was also a soft phantom and liked to stroke Christine's hair.

* 전동석 sang POTO numbers by mixing musical and opera singing styles.(Although he majored in opera, he has worked as a musical actor for a long time, not an opera singer.) And he sang high notes well.

On the contrary, 김주택's Phantom was a very strict teacher and musician who wants to strongly control his student – Christine who will show his music to the world – 'at first'. He looked domineering and sometimes very dangerous villain. During STYDI, 전동석's Phantom seemed so sad and he couldn't hurt Christine, but 김주택's Phantom was very angry and seemed to strangle(but not kill) Christine if she was caught. But he got shocked and recognized his love to Christine when Christine handed over his mask during STYDI. After that 김주택 Phantom changed a lot. Even his voice changed a lot.

* At first, 김주택 Phantom's voice sounded very heavy and Phantom is in his mid-40s to early 50s, but after STYDI, his voice changed softly and Phantom is in his mid or late-30s except some scenes. (* 전동석 Phantom's voice sounded like he is in his mid-30s. And his voice color was lighter than 김주택's.) Also, 김주택 sang the numbers very operaically(It's natural that he is an opera singer(Baritone). *POTO is his musical debut).

I expected he still had a very scary side during AIAOY reprise 1, but I was surprised that he cried really a lot during AIAOY reprise 1. He broke my predictions several times and gave me fresh shocks as if I had never seen the Phantom of the Opera.

From here, I'm going to compare the two phantom actors. During PONR, 전동석's phantom was very sexy and I am sure his 'Don Juan Triumphant' must be loved by the audience. I saw the performance from the perspective of the Paris Opera audience who enjoyed the show. On the contrary, 김주택 Phantom's 'Don Juan Triumphant' seemed very dangerous. I felt a dangerous criminal go crazy and snuck in. I saw the performance from the perspective of the Paris Opera staff who were nervously watching the performance. And I love 김주택's AIAOY reprise 2.

At the final lair, 전동석 Phantom tended to recite that Christine was the only light to him after she left. I think his experience of Kopit Phantom was melted here. I like the way he emphasized Phantom's love to Christine. From beginning to end, the most important thing to him was Christine. Even during the 'Why So Silent', he thought that 'you' were Christine, not André and Firmin. Anyway, he let Christine go and cried, but he also smiled (like Ethan Freeman's Phantom) because his soul was saved by her kiss. 김주택 Phantom's final lair was scary and nervous. But Christine, especially soft and angelic 손지수 Christine, melted that dramatically with a warm heart and kisses. I think 김주택 Phantom and 손지수 Christine are a really good match for each other. They have similar singing styles(They are both opera singers and studied at the Conservatorio di Musica Giuseppe Verdi di Milano.) and the height difference between 김주택(178cm) and 손지수(early 160s) is also appropriate. (*송은혜 is taller than 170cm and she wears Christine's heels on stage, so she has better chemistry with tall phantoms. **The phantom in the image below is 전동석, who is 186cm tall.)

Let's get back to the point. I think 손지수's interpretation of Christine goes well with all Korean Phantoms. But I think 손지수's soft and warm Christine goes best with 김주택's strict and scary phantom. It reminds me of a fairy tale that the goddess of spring softly melts the god of cold winter. + 김주택's Phantom also smiled (like Ethan Freeman's Phantom) at the end.

4. Carlottas, Piangi, Meg and André.

Both Carlotta actresses are young and are not much older than Christine actresses. For example, 한보라 – one of the Carlotta actresses, was born in 1988, and 손지수 – one of the Christine actresses, was born in 1989. So that reminded me of the relationship between Patti sisters(Adelina Patti/Carlotta Patti) and Christine Nilsson(*Both Adelina and Christine were born in 1843). 한보라, in particular, has a light tone like Adelina. (The other Carlotta – 이지영 has a calm voice.)

박회림 Piangi was really good at both singing and acting. The long extension of Hannibal high note at the end of the Busan run was very surprising.

조하린, who played Meg, has a sweet and girlish voice :) I like her Meg, though she sometimes struggled with the high notes. Her dance was great too.

Finally, I admired 윤영석's André. His André really loves music and art. It was really impressive that his eyes were shining when he saw arts. His André was as good as his Phantom in both singing and acting.

#the phantom of the opera #poto korea #poto busan #review #오페라의 유령

[ayasley]

元旦活动庆贺漫画堂堂解锁！my new near's activities Superbat fancomics

我会翻译为英语以便观看，但由于我的英语水平不够好，我只能选择机器翻译。因此，任何语法错误都有可能出现，我为此感到抱歉。我在很多平台都有账号，我是中国人，众所周知中国有严格的网络限制问题，我很难登录AO3。所以我无法频繁查看AO3消息，如果您有急事找我，请联系我的中文个人博客。 I will translate some of the content into English for viewing, but due to my poor English proficiency, I can only choose machine translation. Therefore, any grammar errors can occur, and I apologize for this. I have accounts on many platforms and I am Chinese. There are strict network restrictions in China, making it difficult for me to log in to AO3. So I am unable to frequently check AO3 messages. If you have any urgent matters to contact me, please contact my Chinese personal blog: https://ayasley.lofter.com/

这是在一个中国SuperbatFans在微博组织的“大家一起为Superbat创造Fanarts以庆祝新年”活动中产生的Fancomic。活动形式是每一个参与活动的成员留下自己想看的Superbat剧情，随机交换给其他成员来绘画它。因此，这篇漫画的剧情并不是我想出来的，是活动成员想出来的剧情内容。我只是绘画和写出它。 This is the Fancomic that emerged from the "Let's Create Fanarts for Superbat to Celebrate the New Year" event organized by SuperbatFans in Weibo-China. The format of the activity is for each participating member to leave their desired Superbat story ideas and randomly exchange it with other members to draw. Therefore, the plot of this comic is not something I came up with, but rather something that the event members came up with. I'm just the one who draws and writes it.

The text content is：

the 1st page (AI translate)：

这或许是战斗的尾声。不，这必然是战斗的尾声，我赢了。我的耳内在蜂鸣，全世界都在剧震。周遭是那些挂满照片的白墙吗? 他们在试图给我讲故事。可笑......我所确定的一件事是︰这具躯体已经到达了它的极限。它在失血，当然；严重的耳鸣与幻觉，也许...

This may be the end of the battle. No, this must be the end of the battle, I won. My ears are buzzing inside, and the whole world is shaking. Are there those white walls full of photos hanging around? They are trying to tell me a story. Funny... One thing I am certain of is that this body has reached its limit. It's losing blood, of course; Severe tinnitus and hallucinations, perhaps...

the 2nd page (AI translate)：

这些照片…看来这老掉牙的床头故事也知道。这是我的城市，我才是我的故事的主角。…等等，这里原先就挂着正义联盟的相片吗？还是那些嗡鸣著的幻觉？如果联盟能听见此刻，如果有人还在听着我的心跳声…

These photos... it seems that this old bedside story is also known: This is my city, and I am the protagonist of my story... Wait, was there a photo of the Justice League hanging here before? Or those buzzing hallucinations? If the alliance can hear this moment, if someone is still listening to my heartbeat...

the 3rd page (AI translate)：

如果他们在这里，他会建议我求援，老生常谈的事情。我甚至能清楚地看见红披风穿过这阴暗建筑的天花板，打通一线曙光。然后悬浮在那里，任「希望」猎猎被吹动。如果他们在这里，他会建议我求援，老生常谈的事情。我甚至能清楚地看见红披风穿过这阴暗建筑的天花板，打通一线曙光。然后悬浮在那里，任「希望」猎猎被吹动，然后说道：“活下去，布鲁斯。

If they were here, he would suggest that I seek help, a clich é d matter. I can even clearly see the red cloak passing through the ceiling of this gloomy building, opening up a ray of dawn. Then hovering there, letting the "hope" hunt be blown away. If they were here, he would suggest that I seek help, a clich é d matter. I can even clearly see the red cloak passing through the ceiling of this gloomy building, opening up a ray of dawn. Then he hovered there, letting "Hope" hunt be swayed, and said, "Live, Bruce."

the 4th page (AI translate)：

现在我相当确信这是幻觉了。他们不在这里。我是我的城市的主角。没有时间哀唁。我的感官像字面意义上的被人打了几十拳。抑止这些蜂鸣，停下容易叫人软弱的幻听。这里并非犯罪巷。这里的一切都结束了。这里只有虚假的都市传说。

Now I am quite certain that this is an illusion. They are not here. I am the protagonist of my city. There is no time for condolences. My senses were literally punched dozens of times by someone. Suppressing these buzzing sounds and stopping can easily cause weak hallucinations. This is not a crime alley. Everything here is over. There are only false urban legends here.

the 5th page (AI translate)：

下面便是湍急的水流，你能听到的，布鲁斯•韦恩。离开这里。离开这里…我会查明这一切。我将揪出他们每一个人。每一个。像除去这座城市里其他害虫一样。

Below is the turbulent water flow, you can hear it, Bruce Wayne. Get out of here. Get out of here... I will investigate everything. I will uncover each and every one of them. Every one.

Like removing other pests in this city.

#superbat #batman #superman #clark kent #bruce wayne

[manonamora-if]

ive been looking at the ifcomp and i think im gonna do it. any advice for a firsttimer? what should i expect? what was your experience?

Hi Anon!

First of all, congrats on taking the leap! I know it can be quite daunting to participate in one of the biggest and oldest IF Competition there is currently. Takes quite a bit of guts to do it! Yay, you!

Suuuper long ask answer because you asked questions requiring long answers, where I probably repeated myself multiple times.

IFComp Advice

What to expect?

What was my experience?

TLDR: it's hard but also fun. Def recommend at one point (unless ranking makes you go blerg... then do the SpringThing or an unranked game jam).

IFComp Advice

I do have some advice for you, especially if you are planning on submitting a game to the IFComp this year, which is less than a month away:

Be Ready for your work to be judged and reviewed by people. Some will be harsh, some will be kind, most will be fair. If you are not fully open to criticism, especially negative one, the voting period will sting like hell. It is also fine not to read any review or comment about your entry, but a head's up is important.

Be prepared to rank low. If you follow the advice below, you probably won't end up last place. But the competition is stiff. Authors often spend a year or two on their entries before they submit. If you know you can't handle rankings, go for the SpringThing instead. More chill.

Submit your intent to participate NOW! The deadline is Sept 1st, but it's easy to put it off and forget. And intent to participate doesn't mean you have to submit something. You can back out at any moment (even during the voting period).

Check the rules and timeline of the comp (@ifcomp). You don't want to disqualify yourself by mistake...

Keep it short: 15 to 30 min of gameplay. There is less than one month left, and you want plenty of time to make sure your entry is as polish as possible! I took 3 months last time and it was a buggy mess on Day 1 of the voting period.

Use a program you know, or a simple one with good documentation or guides. You might have time in a month to learn how to use a complex program, but I wouldn't recommend it. List at the end.

Create something simple but airtight. You are racing against time. Shooting for the moon with something complex could work, or it could land you in the bottom. Usually, it is best to create a game which is doing little, but doing it very well, than submitting a behemoth that can't even do its core gameplay loop right every time (dissing myself, yes). Sam Ashwell has some good article for choice-based, Emily Short for parser puzzles.

Your prose should have as little grammar mistakes as possible. Pass your text through as many grammar checkers, and maybe some human testers (beta). The more eyes you have on it, the better. Hate to say it but, avoid word crimes there...

Have some impactful interactivity, that makes sense with the story. Puzzle, branching of variation, etc... Even if all of it is fake, and you are pushing the player through a linear story, the player shouldn't feel like they are just flipping pages of a book. I am not talking about the quantity, but the quality of the interactivity. Emily Short has some great article about that stuff.

Don't have bugs. Should be obvious, but you know... I didn't follow that one and got (rightly) roasted for it in the reviews. Test your game (and have people test your game) A LOT.

Style your project a little bit (if possible). It doesn't have to be fancy, but as simple as changing the colour of the background and the text, maybe the font of the text as well (!!! it should still be readable) can go a long way. Also appreciated but never mandatory: different formatting for different bits of text, some animation in the text, having images, having audio, having accessibility settings (theme, font, visual, audio)... Again, those are pointers. Leave this for last.

Credit where credit is due. Code, assets, beta-tester, etc... anything you did not make from scratch, or anyone helping you along the way, should be added in a credit page. Also credit yourself for what you did :P you deserve to show off your efforts!

Test your game relentlessly. Yes it bares repeating, I've done that mistake. Don't be me. Test your stuff again. Have people break your game.

Edit your submission page with care. Have a grabbing hook for your synopsis, an eye catching image, and any relevant documents the players would need (i.e. walkthrough). DON'T FORGET TO ADD A WAY FOR PLAYER REACH YOU FOR BUGS!

MOST IMPORTANTLY: Have fun! If you have fun making your entry, it will show in the writing and how the game is constructed.

Hypertext/Choice-based: Twine (Harlowe, SugarCube), Ink/Inklewriter, Moiki, ChoiceScript Parser: Adventuron

Oh... and good luck. You'll need it :P

If you are thinking of next year instead, most of these advice applies. You can just rule out the intent submission for now, the length of the game (1h gameplay is usually the sweet spot), and the program to use (though take one you understand). The rest could work for any comp honestly.

What to Expect?

The IFComp period in an exciting time where many people gather to play games and talk about them. Many people submit stuff yearly, sometimes with good results, sometimes it's atrocious. Sometimes, authors who haven't been seen in a while reappear to show off their labour of love or review other people's games. It can be very intense and overwhelming if you are participating (author or player).

As an author, you should expect (not exhaustive):

deadline (intent/game/voting),

potentially getting comments for bugs (and having to update, which you are allowed to),

seeing reviews and discussions about your entry (mainly on the IntFiction Forum, but sometimes on blogs too): good stuff, negative stuff, and people missing the point entirely or having bad take, or takes you didn't think about.

seeing people rating your entry on the IFDB (rating =/= vote, but can be a flawed indicator)

feelings galore (good, bad, ugly, anxious), especially stressing about the results

having to remind yourself that no one can judge everything completely objectively (expect when it comes to bugs, it is or it isn't), and that people vote for what they like.

following the rules on the IFComp website

a special private group on the IntFiction forum to discuss with other authors when the voting period starts, as well as posting reviews,

maybe get a prize at the end? (depends on your placement)

Honestly, it can be pretty rough. This is not an easy competition. Most people have been working on those projects for months or years. Some have for just a few weeks, but their pieces can be out of this world. Only the organisers have an idea of who is competing ahead of time, and how competitive it could be from year to year (i.e. did big names come out or not).

While reviews and ratings can give you an indication of how your game is faring with players, you will not be able to know until the votes are actually out (case and point: me, thought I did much better than reality). Either way, it will be a surprise, good, bad, disappointing...

Speaking of reviewers, most will try to be as partial as possible and going into every entry with an open mind. But, there are harsh reviewers out there, as well as kind ones. It is not unusual to see blunt reviews, especially if something ticked the player (bugs usually).

But also, it's loads of fun! You have a bunch of very serious people debating on minor things, newcomers trying out the comp and sometimes even reaching the stars, oldcomers popping by for a cup promising they will review ever game and then disappearing after three, a lot of very very very good games to play, so many different perspectives on what if IF, and feeling like you have a voice in what should be crowned the best of the competition!

It's weird, it's serious, it's goofy...

Prepare for the worst, hope for the best... but most importantly, have some fun. And do what's best for your mental health!

What was my experience?

I think I've talked about it quite extensively in my Post-Mortem for The Thick Table Tavern. Read that before the end of this, for context.

And almost a year after this experience (on this day, I was frantically writing), I think my feelings have changed quite a bit. I went into the competition guns-blazing without understanding the importance of things (bugs/grammar especially) and thinking I had done the absolute most and breaking the genre, believed I did sooooo much better than any other entry, got very dramatic when the first non-positive reviews came in, and was about to throw my shit when I saw the 1s in the voting curve. I am only a bit over-exaggerating here.

I definitely deserved the placement I got. Don't misunderstand, I am incredibly proud of what I achieved there! But... there were major issues for sure. And I've come around to recognise those.

Those 1s-2s were warranted, those negative comments were warranted: the first version was buggy as hell (which I think was the version in the mass downloadable packet? and I updated the game like 20 times), there are still a bunch of issues with the prose (I learned my em dash lesson!), the pacing is aaaalll the way off (I thought I was being cheeky, but didn't always land)... This was something way different for the comp, maybe more experimental than people expected (I mean, who does a click-only bar for a text-based comp...)? But most importantly, while it looked polished, you just needed to play a few minutes to see the varnish crack...

To say the least, I got slapped back to reality. HARD. This was a mediocre good-looking game. Real pretty, big flaws. And that's ok (not putting myself down). Not every game can be winners (unless it's La Petite Mort or DOL-OS :P), not every game will work as intended. You can rack all the trophies all the times. Sometimes you're just at the bottom.

All this might sound hella negative, but I am incredibly grateful for this experience. I have learned so much about game creation, coding, writing, what to do and avoid... There are things I probably wouldn't have learned had I not participated (or not as early). I have created friendships (and rivalries /jk) and found a community where I feel comfortable being this experimental with my work (hey, it worked for DOL-OS!) and continuing breaking the codes. It's renewed my drive to create and do more: games, experiments, trying new program, but also for the community, helping out, creating guides and templates, giving advice...

And I've found a bit of love for reviewing stuff it turns out.

I've made my peace.

And I have plans for a new pretty weird game for a future IFComp ;) I will make people cringe again :P Hopefully not because of bugs!

Final sidenote: I am still not taking my advice. No one tested DOL-OS before it was submitted, and it won. But also, other games placed poorly... I am still speed-running through competitions (not the IFComp this time), and tripping all over all the time. I still submit thing thinking I'm the hottest stuff and that no one else will be better than me. Completely delusional here. Be better than me, for your sake.

#ifcomp #interactive fiction #experience #competition #tttt #the thick table tavern

[bardic-tales]

2.19.2024

tw: death. illness. chronic pain.

I am slowly getting back into reading and writing. I tend to bite off more than I can chew, and I thought that an overarching plot spanning all my fandoms would be an interesting thing to work on.

I also wanted to work on several original projects. Unfortunately, my health and family circumstances made it so that I have always been in bed with extreme fatigue and my body hurting.

Over the last two years, we lost 3 members in my little family: my husband's cousin who passed away in a car accident at 17, my husband's aunt who contracted COVID during last Thanksgiving and passed away on that holiday, and, finally, my grandfather last month. My grandfather was like a father to me. Then, as I documented on here during last June, I lost my cat, Loki.

I also have been dealing with very low Vit. D levels. I had a blood test last Friday which showed my levels at: 9.3 ng/ml. I am waiting for a call from my doctor at 9 am to discuss treatment options and possibly further tests to figure out why those levels are too low.

I've been too exhausted to really do anything. It makes sense as I often experienced severe joint pain when I sat and wrote or even attempt to game. I downloaded the FF 7: Rebirth demo and just haven't been able to play it. Same thing for Crisis Core. I feel bad since I want to announce the new work I have been working on, but I just don't really have the energy to.

Author’s commentary:

I have been working on creating a map of the Abyssal Realm for my huge fandom project: Fantasy Worlds Collide. I did create a timeline for the Heavenly War and made it so that the war started due to the Creator Deity forbidding his angels from loving mortals. This was after Lucifer fell in love with the 1st human: Lilith.

This sets the stage for Bianca Moore to love both Sesshomaru and Sephiroth. I love the thought of love condemning her and causing her to doubt her path to Heaven.

I am also reworking her powerset to fit her new role in this overarching plot: the destroyer of the Omniverse. Her powers are consistent to space, time, and interdimensional capabilities, as well as reality-bending.

Her profile will flow better. There is a new section devoted to the space between time where all portals to every dimension and the Edge of Creation is.

Snippet: A drabble I wrote on Valentine's Day.

tw: death mention.

As always, this is my trash draft. There will be grammar issues and sometimes incorrect grammar. It is unpolished.

"Pretty pathetic, hm?" Bianca tilted her head into his touch. His fingers slipped through strands of her dark hair. "You are only one of two men I have ever known like this, the only men I have ever loved."

The sun had crested over North Crater. The tent's entrance flapped in the icy breeze, but she didn't feel the cold on her skin. Bianca held some sort of immunity to the frozen temperatures, which was a very dangerous thing, in itself. Her organs still could freeze.

"Do you believe in soulmates?" Turning in the sleeping bag, she pulled the covers up over her shoulder and snuggled closer to him. The dark grey fur blanket lay over them as an extra layer of warmth. "How can I love you so deeply when we were not supposed to meet in the first place? We both lived in different dimensions and different versions of Earth."

"Perhaps, we are bound for more than just..girlfriend and boyfriend." Sephiroth looked down at the woman in his arms. His silver hair mixed with her black hair. Her left wing wrapped around them while her other one lay stretched out behind her. "You were always bound for the Reunion, Bianca."

"I think you are right. You were under distress from learning your true origins, and I was under duress from my father who had just murdered the only other man I had loved."

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Note: That's my Trigun Stampede 2023 sona and plus it's au where's Nai is getting redemption arc in the season one finale. I don't remember where's I find this bio template, should I credit on the original? I'll do it later. I'm promise, I just can't find the original oh. I know I'm said before that I wanna make a break but I want to finish this bio. Sorry for slight grammar mistakes. It's a bit embarrassing but l will check on the text soon. I need a break.

Have a good weekend and I highly recommended to watch this anime or old one or manga if you prefer manga. Any of Trigun is awesome.

Bio: Ayumu Nagatsuki

"Hatred and jealousy is not good for anyone's health. You need to let go. I don't know what happened between you two but… I think you need to understand your brother. Everything will be okay someday." Ayumu to Nai/Millions Knives about their conflict with his brother Vash.

First Name: Ayumu

Last Name: Nagatsuki

Alias: Kazu (her nickname), Ayumu or Ayu (By Meryl and Vash), goth girl (By Roberto), Silent Miss (by Wolfwood), Human or worthy one ( by Nai/Millions Knives)

Gender: Female

Age: 27 years old/29 years old (timeskip)

Species/Race: Human/Japanese and Chinese

Sexual Orientation: Straight/Asexual/Aromantic

Birthday: 1st of September

Height: 5'1/154

Weight: 43

Eye Color: Brown

Hair Color: Black Hair

Style: She has a pale skin, thin lips, brown eyes, short black hair, bangs above the eyebrows and back hair is undercut. She is quite a goth and wears a black leather jacket with a hoodie, she wears long, purple fingerless gloves that cover her forearms, gray top and corset, sometimes her back hurts and it helps to keep her back straight, gray pants and flats shoes, no makeup, she wears a helmet mask, when is not, she's wearing red framed glasses since she has bad eyesight. Later on, she began to wearing hat, black T-shirt, grey jeans and boots, either light-blue easy jacket, white t-shirt with dark blue strips and light blue jeans and brown shoes.

Body Type: She's pretty short and slender, pale skin.

Scars: N/A

Piercings: N/A

Makeup: N/A

Accessories: A backpack containing her weapons, a notebook, a pen, a pocket radio. She also wears a gold heart locket. Ayumu mostly wears hood on but later on when she wears easy jacket she started wearing cart-wheel hat.

Personality: Ayumu is kind, caring, humorous, naive, depressive, sad, sarcastic, mindfulness, disciplined, she has sense of perseverance, punctuality and patience, also she's emotional empath.

Backstory:

Ayumu graduated Archival science courses well but unable to continue studying higher education because of her family problems. Ayumu's mother passed away from illness two years ago and she grieves sometimes but tries her best. Some time later, Ayumu studied martial arts Tai Chi. She had a good mentor.

Ayumu was in the desert and lost her way, she could see a large thunderhead clouds and noticed that the wind is picking up, it's was a hint that sandstorm is coming. Suddenly she noticed someone coming her way, when figure get closer she could see a tall guy with blond hair and glasses wearing red jacket. "Hey, I think we're should hide before the sandstorm. My name is Vash." he smiled friendly.

"Hello, my name is Ayumu. Nice to meet you. Do you know a good place for hiding?" A young lady asked.

"Nice to meet you too. Yes, see the ruins far away on the west? How about to come with me?" Vash said.

"Alright, thanks for inviting me."

"Not a big deal." Vash rubbed his neck with his arm awkwardly.

"Let's go then!"

When Vash and Ayumu get inside the abandoned house, she giving him some bread from her backpack and Vash was actually hungry and said thanks to Ayumu. He fall asleep and starts snoring and a girl didn't sleeping.

When sandstorm was over Ayumu woke up Vash carefully and both walked outside. "I hope we're see each other again." Vash said.

"I hope so too." Ayumu replied.

"Bright Light, Shine Through the Darkness"

Some time later at Jeneora Rock, Hamilton who's enjoying killing people with bombs attacks Vash and the others people in the town, also he tried to steal the town's plant, while Ayumu takes away her family for safety then wanted to help others. Things gets even worse when Knives arrived and destroyed and killed or injured some of the townspeople. Vash screaming to Ayumu that she should leave quickly. When she glanced at Vash's brother, she could feel like her body began to tremble, she was scared. Knives was interested in mysterious women in the mask, she was strong enough to survive after his attacks. In anger some of the townspeople telling Vash to leave the town when they're realized that Knives his brother. Ayumu was upset hearing this. A young lady wears off the mask and introducing herself to Meryl and Roberto. Ayumu decided to catch up with Vash and two reporters after she will be sure that her family is okay since she wanted to help her friend.

"Hungry!"

While driving Vash and Roberto alongside with Ayumu to July City, Meryl accidentally hits a traveling priest carrying a large wrapped cross. They take him to a nearby refueling station where they find the inhabitants murdered except for a young boy. Ayumu has a strange feeling about the whole situation but keeping herself calm and quiet, she's okay with Wolfwood and he seem to making her a nickname 'silent miss'. Suddenly, the whole group is swallowed from below by a Grand Worm. Inside the cavernous body, the boy runs off, and Meryl and Roberto disappear as well. Vash and the priest with Kazu are then ejected from the worm through its spout, but Vash allows them to be swallowed again to save the others. Vash realizes that the boy is controlling the worm and the priest unwraps the cross to reveal a highly advanced weapon which he uses to fire at the boy and slice the worm in half from the inside. After the group is reunited and dine on worm meat, he reveals that his name is Nicholas D. Wolfwood and offers to travel with them. Later, Wolfwood secretly meets up with the boy, who is really Zazie the Beast, revealing they are both working on Knives. While this Ayumu wandering why she joined the group, she wants convince Knives that his ways is wrong.

Fun facts:

Ayumu means 'dream', ,'walk', 'vision' and Nagatsuki is old name for September. Kazu is her nickname which means 'harmony, peace.'

She has birthmark on her right hand, it's like a dot.

Ayumu is left-handed. Her writting is a mess but she gonna to improve on her handwriting.

She get a crush on Nai/Millions Knives though she's never knew that she would in love with someone. Ayumu feels his pain and anger and she feeling compassion towards him.

She's rather in love with the voice and eyes of and personality of the person if she even wanted a lover.

Weapons:

Yanchidao or Goose-Wing Saber - A variety of liuyedao, the yanchidao has a clipped tip, which can be straight, hollow, or decorative. Some scalloped edges resemble the ends of feathers on a bird’s wing, hence the name. It is also called fengchidao, which means phoenix wing saber. The other of her weapons are Jian -- an a straight double-edged sword and feng huo lun -- wind and fire wheels, she most keeps it on her belt over her back.

Background

Note: Huh this is the continue of the her backstory cause I'm paste other half in a wrong place of the bio cause I'm on my phone lol.

"Child of Blessing"

Vash and his friends come across an abandoned settlement which relied on wind power instead of plants for survival. However, the wind has long stopped. They are suddenly attacked by massive cyborg, which is intent on killing Vash. As Vash evades the cyborg, it is slowly revealed that the god-fearing village was struggling due to the lack of wind and a boy named Rollo was picked to be the next "sacrifice" to obtain God's blessing. Rollo ran into the desert and was found by Vash, who promised to protect him. However, Rollo was still sacrificed and taken by Knives's organization. Their experiments turned him into a powerful cyborg. He was then set loose and returned to slaughter the entire village, including his mother. Knives is now exploiting Rollo's resentment towards Vash for failing to protect him. Vash tries to calm Rollo down who hesitates. However, Wolfwood shoots him through the head, killing him. Vash is furious at Wolfwood, but he reminds Vash of his failure to protect the boy who had his humanity taken from him. Ayumu a bit confused by the fact that Meryl and Roberto found an a old photograph of Vash and baby Rollo. Former archival science student was angry and emotionally overexhausted and decided to meet with the group later, she's also was scared.

Ayumu travels through desert and being attacked by some people, they are fought her and she get wounded, a young archivist fainted, Knives was nearby and caught Ayumu while she falls on the ground unconscious, he carried her away. She woke up in the room lying in a bed bandaged in Knives' organization. Ayumu still feel herself weak, she rubbed her eyes and about to lay in the bed a bit longer. Then she remembered everything and get up and wears her glasses on. "Wait, how I got here? Where I am?" She looked around the room and then get a deep breath to calm herself down. Ayumu start to remembering every second of the previous events before she got into this room. She closed her eyes and started to remaining of all the sounds and feelings, she remembered she felt that someone grabbed her and probably rescued her. Is this Vash? No it's can't be him neither Nicolas or Roberto. Ayumu decided look outside the room but she heard someone's steps walking towards the room and she lay down in the bed and wear her glasses off and pretended she still asleep.

A scientist William Conrad who working on Knives comes inside the room and walked near a young lady. "Wake up. Miss Nagatsuki, you should follow me. I'm the one who take care of your wounded leg. You need to go with me without questions."

"Oh, alright. I'm coming and thank you by the way." she put her glasses on her nose.

A scientist left Ayumu in the room with a person in the huge and weird clothes in a hood, her body starts shaking in fear, she recognized a person in front of her, it was Millions Knives. Also Ayumu heard how Vash called his brother Nai. "Your name is Ayumu Nagatsuki, right?" he glanced at the young archivist. "That's right." Ayumu replied looking at him, rubbing her arm nervously.

"I don't think I have to introduce myself to you." Nai spoke.

"I've seen you before…" Ayumu closed her eyes in anxiety.

"I had watching you as well." He said calmly. "Why have you do all of this?" She asked.

"You humans…" He said angerly.

"Humans? So you want to say that you're and Vash are Plants?" Ayumu guessed.

"You're clever. I underestimated you." "Why you that hate humanity?" Ayumu asked again.

"I have many reasons to hate humanity but I can tell you one of them. Because Vash, my brother choose humans over his own kind! He left me!" Tears flowing down his face, he was full of pain and anger. Ayumu feeling his pain, she stepped towards him. "Hatred and jealousy is not good for anyone's health. You need to let go. I don't know what happened between you two but… I think you need to understand your brother. Everything will be okay someday." Ayumu said softly. "Shut up, it's not your business! How dare you!" Knives shouted furiously. "I'm sorry, I'm didn't meant to---" Ayumu lowered her head, somehow her voice calmed him down, Knives stared at the girl's eyes when she watching him for a second. He walked in piano room not caring if Ayumu follows him or not.

Ayumu walked after him, "Wait, you didn't tell me why I'm here." Knives seat down next to the piano and started playing, his fingers dancing on the keyboard and Ayumu standing in silence and enjoying the music. When he finished a young lady spoke again. "That was wonderful."

"I'm bet you never played piano, right?" Knives made a smug smile.

"What a lame insult. I heard better. I have another talent. I think hearing, listening and empathy is my thing." Ayumu said calmly.

"I think you don't think highly of yourself as a skilled fighter. You're an a worthy opponent." Nai looked at Ayumu.

"Oh, you're giving a compliment to a human or it's seems to me." Ayumu teased him. Knives stared at her bitterly. Ayumu stay silent for a moment. "Can you do me a favor?"

"What?" He frowned.

"Can you promise me that you're never hurt me and can I leave?" Ayumu leaned her back against the wall.

"I promise you and I didn't have plans on kidnapping you against your will." Knives said calmly.

"Seriously? But you want something from me, right?" A young archivist replied.

"You're here because I wanted to heal your wound. Actually I wanted you to join me." Knives made a little smile.

"So I thought, I need to think about that." Ayumu hide her face.

"What you promise me in return?" He walked towards her.

"What you want me to say?" Ayumu lowered her head again.

"I thinking of meet up again and you owe me a duel. As I said before, you're worthy opponent." Knives told her.

"I promise." Ayumu sighed in relief. "Goodbye for now." Knives finished the conversation. Ayumu taking her belongings and weapons and walked away. "What a weirdo." She thought. William Conrad lead her away.

Some days later

Ayumu fall behind from Vash and the gang, she stayed on the abandoned house for a while, a young archivist wants to think about everything on her own. Ayumu sitting on the roof and watching the sunset. Then she jumps down and take a walk over ruins. Knives knows where she is hiding, he walking towards her slowly in the shadows. Ayumu feel someone's presence and take her sword and turned to him. "You?" She still holding her sword over his neck, she glances through his eyes, she was stunned for a second but she could see pain, loneliness and coldness inside his eyes.

"Ayumu." He made a little smile and that surprises her because this smile wasn't evil or smug. Also she noticed he wears a white suit with markings, this suit making him look skinny which makes Ayumu blushing. What a show off. Miss Nagatsuki take her sword away from him and stepped beck, lowering her head. "Why don't you just leave me alone?"

"No way I'll do that, you owed me a duel." He grabbed her hand when she turned away from him. Ayumu blushes again. "A little warm up won't hurt. But remember you're promised me that you'll not hurt me."

"Yes I remember."

Ayumu standing up holding her sword, concentrating and become calm. Knives attacked first and she used self-defense kind of attacks and gracefully avoided his attacks, then blocks him but after some time she losing her focus when he grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall and her hand starts trembling causing her sword falling on the ground, he stepped away a bit and Ayumu looked away confused. "Not bad, human." He make a smug smile.

"Not so good either." Ayumu blushing.

"What's wrong or you're can't face your losing in a fight?" Knives chuckled.

"Not quite." Ayumu take a deep breath. She turned away from him and walked away dramatically. Nai following her through ruins. Ayumu standing and looking at the skies, still silent. Nai touched her hand again. "Why you're so silent?" He asked annoyed.

"Because today I'm thinking of a person I loved and that person is gone for two years now. I'm sad. Let me just a minute to think in silence." Ayumu answers coldly. Nai let go of her hand annoyed. Several minutes later, she glanced at him. "Why you're followed me here?"

"Do you decided will you join me or not?" Nai asked.

"It's hard… I didn't think of this for a while." She confessed.

"Then I'll give you more time to think. I can admit you're not like the other humans." Nai replied. "Seriously? I'm flattered." Ayumu hiding her smile.

"Goodbye, Ayumu."

"Bye, Nai." Ayumu turned away again and walked inside the house.

"Millions Knives"

Vash wakes up in Ship Three, which intervened to stop the sand steamer. The much older Luida shows Meryl and Roberto a huge terrarium containing flora with which they plan to terraform Noman's Land. Also Luida found Ayumu and said her friends already waiting for her. Ayumu was glad to see Vash and Meryl and Roberto again. Meryl was happy to see her too and asked Ayumu where's she been all this time and she replied that she get into a fight on the way in the desert.Later on, Meryl and Roberto and Ayumu are kidnapped by Zazie and taken to Knives' base in July. Zazie reveals that they are in fact a hive mind representing the collective will of the indigenous Worms of Noman's Land, who are trying to determine whether they would benefit most by aligning themselves with humans or plants. Knives takes Ayumu and told her about his plans. Ayumu begging him gave a chance to the humanity and gave up on his plans. Knives was angry hearing her words, he asking her several times joining him but she can't choose between Vash and Nai's side.

"To a New World"

Vash is dropped into a tank, where Knives forcefully initiates mental connection with him. Meanwhile, Meryl and Ayumu heads to find Vash and is outraged when Wolfwood states that Vash is no longer his concern. She reaches Conrad's lab where he explains that plants are a conduit between their physical powers and its source in a core which exists in a higher dimension. Knives intends to synchronize with Vash, using his unique ability to open a two-way gate to the higher dimension. Knives plans to use the core to give every plant a soul, making them all Independents and guaranteeing humanity's extinction. Vash resists as Knives manipulates his memories and shows him that there was a third Independent child on their ship who was used for cruel experiments. Knives finally breaks Vash's will by saying he brought down the colonial fleet for Vash's benefit. When the brothers are fully synchronized, Knives opens the gate and travels to the core. Outside, Vash begins spawning tendrils that begin destroying July as they form a massive flowering humanoid figure while Knives proclaims the Independents will bring a new order to the world. Ayumu wandering again, she's halfway gave up on Nai. In the same time she's don't want to face him but Meryl needs her.

"High Noon at July" Knives makes contact with the Core to birth a new generation of Independents. Meryl pleads with Vash to wake up, and her voice causes him to regains his senses, ejecting Knives from the higher dimension. Shortly beforehand Ayumu distracted Knives with saying, "Do you remember what I'm told you about hatred? You need to let go, Nai! Please! You promised me you won't hurt me." Tears flows down her face. Knives become confused but answering. "Join me or leave." Ayumu was scared for Meryl cause he is about to kill her, Vash saved Meryl just in time while Ayumu get a bruise. Knives then battles Vash for control of the Core as Wolfwood takes Meryl to safety, Ayumu coming after them. Eventually, Vash loads the Core into his gun and fires it into space to safely dispose of its energy. Vash then impacts in July City, inadvertently destroying the entire city. Nai somehow in emotional breakdown and refuse of his plans because he couldn't cause pain for Ayumu. He approaching his brother saying he can't do this anymore and saying he never wanted to kill Rem and begging Vash to forgive him, Vash hugs him and saying that he's forgiving him. Then Ayumu face Nai some time later after the city blows.

"Ayumu." Nai's voice cracks. "Nai? What happened? What's makes you change your goal to get rid of humanity?" she said coldly.

"I'm… I did it for you." Nai spoke.

"Why?" Ayumu asking.

"Because I promised you I'll never hurt you." Nai's voice cracks.

"Oh, Nai. How's Vash? You two become whole again?" She squeeze his hands.

"I hope he'll forgive me. Will you?" Nai said.

"I think I will."

Two years later, Ayumu get back to her family and get a job as archivist. Nai was afraid that humans will not forgive him for his murders and hides somewhere only he and Ayumu knows. She visits him, both care for each other but both not sure what they're feel for sure, at least Ayumu will be his emotional support and making him healthier but she's unsure if his hatred for humanity return again or not.

Vash has become a fugitive again, with the remaining cities posting an billion bounty on his head. Meryl and Ayumu pays a visit to the city's ruins to pay her respects to Roberto, she plsced a photo, on the photograph is Roberto, she, Wolfwood, Vash and Ayumu, then the two was warned by Zazie that other humans from Earth will be coming. Meryl is informed by her superiors that she is being assigned a new partner named Milly Thompson. Ayumu proud of Meryl and wishing her luck. Meanwhile, an amnesiac Vash is living quietly in a small settlement. In outer space, another human colony fleet led by the Independent Chronica detects a Gate disturbance and traces its location to Noman's Land.

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best years ⎻ luke hemmings

description:

⤷ It's their 3rd year anniversary and they couldn't be happier with each other. They both had agreed that they wouldn't do anything special, but both of them might have had failed that promise miserably; not that either of them really minded.

pairing: she/her x luke hemmings

warnings: slight alcohol intake, LOTS of fluff, cursing, sexual hint(s?), probably lots of tense mistakes, lol. (let me know if there's anything else).

word count: 2,8k-ish.

a/:n: i saw this writing prompt and was heavily inspired to write a luke piece around it. i think it's pretty cute, even if i say it myself. if there are any mistakes (e.g. grammar), please do let me know! ps. this is my first piece i've ever published here, so please be gentle 🥺

this is the 1st part of the dress code: baby blue series.

It was their third anniversary. They had agreed not to do anything special, they'd just spend a chill, relaxing evening with each other at home. What they didn't know was that both of them were thinking of setting up their own surprises for each other. Luke wanted to surprise her by cooking her pasta and singing her a song he had written about her. It was real sappy, but he loved it to bits. Just like he loved her to bits. And he had bought a beautiful diamond necklace for her. And she, on the other hand, came up with the idea to book a reservation to their favorite restaurant and had previously bought him his favorite chocolate which had to be shipped overseas. Getting the chocolate delivered was a total pain in the ass in her opinion; why'd his favorite chocolate have to be something that could be only found in European stores?

She had basically sprinted around the house the whole day and he couldn't understand why. What was up? Was she nervous because of the anniversary? He doubted that; they were so comfortable with each other. Or was there some reason he should be nervous about? He shook his head at the thoughts, interpreting them to be pretty ridiculous. It was going to be a normal night for them on her end, as they had agreed.

She checked her phone. 5pm. It meant that in two hours, they should be at the restaurant. She had been anxiously waiting all day to tell him, hence the sprinting around the house the whole day.

"Luke!", her voice echoed downstairs as she stepped down the stairs.

"Yeah, baby?", he hummed and approached her.

"I know we agreed we wouldn't do anythin' special today...but I might, maybe, uh...I booked a reservation to Nobu...so get dressed hun. We're leaving in an hour and a half", she giggled, tiptoed to him and kissed his smooth cheek.

"Ya little devil", he smiled gently at her and wrapped his arms around her frame. "So you aren't mad?", she wanted to make sure. "Of course not". But he felt confused; what the hell would he do now? He had only his jewelry prepared for her and he couldn't just burst out in a song in a restaurant. Maybe he'd show the song to her later that night. Thankfully he hadn't started to make the food yet, it might have been gone to waste otherwise. "Do we have a dress code? Wanna match with me?", he giggled. He loved to wear matching clothes with her and she always made fun of him for that; in good sense, of course. "You are so sappy, you know that?", she giggled and petted his cheek. "I know...ya tell me that all the time", he rolled his eyes jokingly.

They shared a gentle kiss and started to part their ways to get ready for the restaurant. Luke was heading upstairs to shower and find something to wear, and she was heading towards the downstairs bathroom to do her makeup and hair.

"So are we matching or not?", he slightly yelled and giggled afterwards. Damn, she loved that giggle to a ridiculous extent.

"Wear somethin' that's baby blue!". Her dress she had picked out for tonight was baby blue and it hugged her curves just right. She reckoned he'd love it to pieces; and hopefully he'd maybe even shred it to pieces by the end of the night.

It was 6:24pm. She sat by the kitchen table in her dress and black strappy heels. The sparkling nude clutch she had picked out for tonight was the one Luke had bought for her while he was on tour last year. She adored it; it was perfect for her. She wore her curled hair over her shoulder which exposed her small-ish golden hoops covered ears.

He stepped downstairs in his baby blue suit jacket, white t-shirt, black corduroy pants and boots. He saw her sitting by the kitchen table and he felt as his jaw dropped on the floor. Why'd she look so unbelievably gorgeous?

He was so head over heels for her. And she was as smitten with him too. They would have never imagined that bumping into each other by accident would lead to something like that. Three years and still going strong. Despite the toxic relationships they both had been through, they felt happy, content and safe with each other. It had taken some time to adjust to the new relationship and wrap their heads around how a safe relationship actually worked. But they worked that out and they were so so so pleased with that. Regardless of the hardships, they wouldn't have had it any other way - because they were with each other. That was the only thing that mattered.

"Damn that's a cute necklace", she pointed out and stood up from the table, making her way to him. She took his hands in hers and planted a small, delicate kiss to both of them.

"Thanks...the person who bought it is even cuter", was the answer he came up with. He looked at her with his adoring eyes, figuring out that the necklace he had bought for her would go perfectly with her outfit. Maybe he'd give it to her already?

"Oh...that must be one hell of a cute person".

"Oh believe me...she is. She is lookin' absolutely stunning right now in her baby blue dress. Breathtaking. Don't know if I can keep my hands to myself during the next few hours", he petted the right side of her face gently.

She could basically feel her cheeks blushing. How the hell could he say such things and still make her blush after all those years of dating?

"Oh stop it. You are lookin' marvelous too. Love baby blue on you. Love everythin' about you", she smiled and he just planted his almond chapstick tasting lips on hers as response. They snuggled closer to each other, his arms around her neck and hers around his waist.

His hand reached out for the necklace box in the suit pocket and he handed it to her.

"What's this?", she questioned.

"Something I hope you'll like". She untied the white ribbon and opened the black velvet box. The necklace was so stunning in her opinion. Her mouth was wide open and she just stared back at Luke. Luke loved to shower her with gifts; it was one of his love languages. And that made her feel so special and loved despite the fact that she didn't feel like she needed any of the gifts she had received from him.

"You...like it?", he pouted with his eyebrows frowned.

"Love it....thanks Lu", she tiptoed just a bit to reach for his lips and he answered her request, slowly melting into the sweet kiss.

"Oh, shit, good", he giggled.

"You really thought I wouldn't like it?".

"Well yeah...felt sort of nervous to be honest", he confessed. "Cause it's our anniversary and I wanted it to be perfect".

"Everything's perfect as long as I'm with you, Lu. Remember that", she smiled gently.

"Mmmh, good point", he smiled revealing the set of the practically perfect pearly whites. Luke helped her to put on the necklace and finally the cab she had ordered a while ago arrived. They hopped in and the cab journey felt like an eternity. The traffic was horrible, as it usually was in LA. They had both grown accustomed to it, but now, it bothered both of them. It annoyed them. During the almost silent drive, his hand reached out for hers and they shared a gentle moment of just looking at each other. Just adoring each other. How the hell did they get so lucky with each other?

They stepped out of the cab after Luke insisted on paying, to which she just rolled her eyes at jokingly. She'd pay the restaurant bill, for sure; she wouldn't let him do that - especially since Luke usually wanted to pay. He searched for her hand and held her close all while stepping towards the restaurant, her heels clicking on the ground. There were a lot of people in the area and she smiled gently at him, basically loving him with her eyes. Luke's ones were warm too, and people would be extremely ignorant if they would not notice the way they looked at each other. It's been said that people can tell from the look on people's eyes if they love someone. And from both of theirs, it was evident.

They had ordered their food and quietly enjoyed their meals, sipping on red wine all while doing so. Their mouths were practically watering at the food; it was heavenly. They started to share their thoughts about their first date together, when they were at the very same restaurant. They were so nervous 'cause they liked each other a lot. And Luke was convinced he started to fall in love with her that night. She had worn a black satin dress that night and had spilled some wine on it by accident. He had just giggled at her, she pouted back as a response. They shared the cab back to her place and she insisted that he'd stay the night, so he did. Until 6am, they had talked about everything and anything. Luke felt like he had just found someone who understood him truly; it felt unusual to meet someone like her, someone as special as her. Luke had to wake up at 9am to rush back to his place and get ready for promoting the new album that day, but losing sleep because of her didn't bother him at the slightest. She felt the same way about him; losing sleep because of him was secondary to everything else. They had fallen asleep with her head on his chest and when she had woken up and seen his face, it was evident that she had started to fall in love.

The dinner was over and she succeeded in her plan to pay for the bill. They hopped on a cab and were headed home. The food was marvelous, as was the company. They always had fun together, no matter where they were. It seemed like they both had found a soul companion within each other.

"They said looks can kill...and your looks could do so much more than that", he whispered into her ear. She gently pushed his shoulder. "Is that the wine talking, lover?", she giggled.

"Can promise you it's not", he beamed. He truly believed she is the most beautiful person on the planet. And on every planet that existed.

"Well, thanks bubs. You look so damn handsome yourself. You should be honored as the most handsome man ever".

"Okay, that's not true...like at all", he giggled. She shushed him and he kissed her cheek. "It's true. At least in my eyes if you can't see it yourself". He thanked her and bit his lower lip, and she took a mental note to someday make him believe the statement she had just said.

Climbing out of the car, her feet started to ache from wearing heels. She couldn't wait to take them out and toss them to the closet, hopefully not having to wear them anytime soon. Luke had held the door open for her and took her by the hand. They stepped inside and were instantly greeted by a sleepy Petunia. They gave her some belly rubs and Luke went to feed her, all while she was taking her heels and the suit jacket Luke had given her to wear off. She went upstairs to retrieve the chocolate box and held it behind her back while walking back downstairs.

Luke was by the kitchen sink, drinking some water from a half-filled glass. She stepped in front of him and he gave her a questioning look since he could tell she was holding something behind her back.

"Gotta confess...", she started and gave him a smile.

"Hmm?", he hummed.

"...I've got another surprise for you", she gasped slightly. "It's nothing big though, so don't get too excited".

"Oh okay...what is it?".

She placed the box of chocolate in front of him and gave him a 'you're welcome'. "Oh shit! Where'd you get this? Oh my god! You've got no idea how much I've been craving for this", his voice was full of child-like excitement as he took the box in his hands. She couldn't help but smile widely. She loved how such a tiny thing, a tiny gesture could make him so enthusiastic.

"Was a bit of a pain in the ass, really...had to get it shipped here. And I've been eyeing the website when it'd be restocked for months", she giggled. "I ordered ten of those boxes, so hopefully they'd last for some time".

"Thank you baby...really appreciate it. Don't know how the hell you'd go such an extra mile for me...and purely for chocolate", he placed the box on the kitchen counter and hugged her gently, kissing her temple. "Glad you liked it".

"Of course I do, ya silly little thing. But y'know... I've got something for you too."

"Luke!", she exclaimed.

"I promise it's the last thing. Meet me upstairs in ten minutes?".

"Oh okay".

Luke set the upstairs lounge area to be as cozy as possible. There were numerous candles burning, no other lights on. It looked romantic in his opinion; and that was exactly what he was going for. He sat by the piano and played a few chords. He was ready, yet so nervous. The song he had written for her was the ultimate love song...like ever. He had not always been the best for her, especially during the first months of dating, and he knew that. But he wanted to give her back the love he had received. She had loved him to bits even though he sometimes was just half a man for her. He wanted to give her the best years he could. He wanted to grow old with her.

Luke shouted to her that she could come up and she did. Her mind was full of questions. Why was he sitting by the piano? Why there were so many candles? What was going on? He told her to sit down on the coach facing the piano, and she did.

"So, I wrote you a song. It's real sappy and cutesy, and stuff, y'know me. I just really, really, really hope you will like it. Is it okay if I play you the song?".

"It'd be a crime if I said no, right? You've set up a beautiful atmosphere in here, and fuckin' written me a song...wow. Just go ahead, baby". She felt like she could already cry. He had written her a damn song. That's the most ultimate way to tell someone you love them, right?

"Oh okay, yeah...that's true. Okay, here we go", he started anxiously to play the chords on the black piano and sing the song he had named 'Best Years'. During the song he took glances at her whenever he could and smiled like there was no tomorrow.

"I promise, darling, you won't regret The best years I'll give you the best years", he sang the last words and played the last chords to the song.

She swore in that moment that she had never cried as much. The tears just kept on coming and coming... she sobbed and sobbed. She felt so emotional. Had he really written that about her? It was too much to take. It was so gorgeous.

"I really, really hope those are happy tears", his lips were formed in a straight line.

"Ye-yes", she sat in his lap. "I hope that song clarified that I love you. So so much. Wanna keep on loving you until I die".

"I love you too. I wish I'd be as good with words as you, but uh...you are the love of my life. I really hope you know that already. You make my life so much better. Don't really wanna get older without you", she confessed and still sobbed a bit.

In that moment, they both knew they'd want to marry each other one day. Yes, they both had thought about it a few times and talked about it once, but that defining moment made certain of the opinion that was thankfully mutual.

"Don't wanna get older without you either", he grinned like a Cheshire cat and took her hands in his bigger ones. Maybe he'd write a song about not wanting to get older without her, too.

© 2022 bloodhoundluke.

#luke hemmings imagine #luke hemmings fanfic #luke 5sos #luke hemmings fluff #luke imagine #luke fanfiction #luke fluff #my writing

[krakenandcracker]

looking for native english speaker beta readers

Hey- I am a non-english speaker. My english is around upper intermediate. Some of my fics are pretty popular in local forums and ı am writing daily in a forum rpg website in my native language but ı have no experience in writing a english text. I writed a hogwarts legacy fic. Its around 7000 words for the first chapter. I used grammerly and asked some friends to help me with in the first 2300- But ı am worried about it, because all my readers was non english speakers and ı have tendency to think ''too local'' for an english text. I may have used description and sentence types that can be seen in local works. In some parts my grammar and typo might be wrong. So shortly ı want to know if its make sense or not.

I could send all the draft or the edited part only. Its up to you. Its a slowburn fic with smut and internalized homophobia. Fuck or die plot angst and more than one pairings.

Main pairing is aesop sharp x headmaster black

side pairings ı am planning to add are; Mirabel garlick x aesop sharp. Ominis Gaunt x sebasian sallow. Fig x Matilda. Garreth Weasley x MC. It also have soo much black family drama in it. My headcannons timeline is after the polyjuice potion in the game but headmasters 2 kids are attending the school. Sirius Black II. 3rd year. Phineas Black II is 1st year. Also Ursula and Phineas have a bad but manageable marriage.

I would be very happy if you could help me with it. I am still waiting for my ao3 invitation its gonna arive around april 4. But ı gladly to tag you as beta when ı publish it and contuine to work with you if you also enjoy it. This is a little bit important for me because this will be my first english fic and ı also want to earn better english writing skills with it. Also if you have dc we can meet and share ideas be friends etc.

I FOUND IT GUYS TNX. You could still dm me if you want to do proofread or early read of course!

#hogwarts legacy #aesop sharp #phineas nigellus black #black family #beta readers #beta request #headmaster black #mirabel garlick #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #fuck or die #fanfiction #ao3 stuff #ao3 writer #fanfic writing #harry potter fandom #harry potter fanfiction

[queeerrmogaigremlin]

[Possibly] Helpful Points for those using 1stp / 2ndp neos

If you're not sure whether to use singular (eg is / was) or plural (eg are / were) verbs, try saying it aloud! It's usually best to go with whichever sounds right!

Or you could think of it this way, instead:

1stp neos

If the pronouns sound similar to I/me/my/mine/myself , or are based off a noun, it's typically best to use singular verbs!*

Examples: Ae/aem/aey/aen/aeself ;; Vi/ve/vy/vene/vyself ;; Ki/kit/kitty/kine/kittyself ;; Rat/rat/rats/rats/ratself

If they sound more like we/us/our/ours/ourselves(or ourself), or the reflexive pronoun ends with -selves, then plural verbs are the way to go!

Examples: ;; Wei/muis/muir/muirs/muirselves

* - if your 1stp neos sound similar to I/me/my but you specifically use them in a plural way, then use plural verbs! They're your pronouns after all, you can do what you want!

2ndp neos

Because they're used in place of you/you/your/(etc), which always use plural verbs even when singular, it makes sense that Second person neos generally follow the same rule!

For example: [singular] You are a good person! ;; [plural] You are good people!

It helps that many 2ndp neos sound similar to you/your, but not all!

Examples: No/no/nov/novas/novaself - "No are a good person!" (It may sound a bit funny just reading it, but imagine you're saying it directly to someone!)

The exception to this rule is nameself 2ndp pronouns! Unless specified to be plural, single verbs are used!

Examples: Horizon nameself pronouns - "Horizon is a lovely being!"

Anywho,, hope this can help someone out there! My school was quite strict when it came to grammar, so this shall be etched [metaphorically] into my brain for many years to come xD /lh

References: First Person Neopronouns (1stperson.carrd.co) by kenochoric 1st and 2nd Person Pronouns (1stpp2ndpp.carrd.co) by chewiesgenderblog

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oooh thamk you this is very helpful

#☆ asks ☆ #💙👑 anon

[ask-thephinjeetau]

Hello! and Welcome to this blog!

(sorry if the picture doesn't look good lol i suck at traditional art and i didn't have access to my digital medium for drawing at the time.)

This is a blog dedicated to an AU but not just any AU, its a blog dedicated to a phineas and ferb AU in particular like lets say maybe-possibly Phinbella couldn't happen some way in the episode Act your Age and Baljeet somehow ended up having a crush on phineas which led to them dating and hitting it off(and lets be hinest here they would totally work) and which then led to them starting a life of their own? Well this AU is here to explore just that!

And for the reasons being 1. I and some others ship Phinjeet. 2. I see waay too much phinbella in the fandom like im not even trying to hate on the ship or shippers it can just get tiring when a fandom ships and bases most ship content on just one ship plus just a few two others like e.g bujeet and perryschmirtz.

Now im trying to make this quick so let me speedily introduce everybody

1st batch of kids

(from left to right)

SOPHIE TJINDER FLYNN

A 14 year old girl who has a rather calm or in her own words chill personality. Like phineas she doesn't freak out even if bad stuff happens and tends to just stay calm and go with the flow. She's also pretty nice for the most part.Her favorite thing to do is performing stunts which rarely ever fail because she calculates them pretty well. Another one of her hobbies is reading Physics books and solving math and calculations. And surprise surprise shes also REALLY smart.

CJ (CANDACE JUNIOR) TJINDER FLYNN

Named after her aunt candace due to her having a similar head shape, being a red head and also having blue eyes. She is a 16 year old girl that rather freaks out a lot at the smallest of shit as she inherited that trait from baljeet. She is neat and organized plus has a lot of health problems since she was a child plus has a lot of allergies which includes dairy. She is extremely health and safety over-conscious, carries a sanitizer with her wherever she goes and refuses to go outside most times. Her hobby is reading sci-fi comics,playing video-games and watching scifi movies and cartoons. She is also very emotionally attached to her dads since childbirth due to her having health issues and having to stay by their side for a long time and spends most of her time with them even when they might oppose at times part of the reason why she refuses to leave the house. Her nickname is also Candy.

JASMINE TJINDER FLYNN

A 15 year old girl who has a- um how do i describe this? Like she acts like an edgy teenager kind of personality. She can sometime be a tad bit mean and is also goth as well and doesn't really express much emotions most times although she does still have her moments. Her hobby is writing stories and songs and she also enjoys listening to music and playing it.Her nickname is also Jazz.She is also a HUGE grammar nazi and will not hesitate to correct any grammatical mistakes anyone makes no matter the situation.And well yeah thats it...

2nd batch!

ANNABELLE TJINDER FLYNN

A rather aggressive girl for a 6 year old. She gets angry or frustrated very easily and when she does its really funny and cute because her cheeks puff up and her whole face turns to match the colour of her hair lol. She can also be sarcastic a lot of the time and a bit rude but is still nice. Her favorite activity is playing sports(any kind). She is also really well behaved and doesn't really go against rules apart for the occasional times where she breaks a couple stuff while playing sports. The twins also like purposely annoying her for shits and giggles.Her nicknames are Ann, Annie, Anna, Red, Firecracker.

LYNN AND MARILYN TJINDER FLYNN(THE TWINS)

The 10 year old twins are a handful thats for sure and they are pretty much basically reverse phineas and ferb in the sense that they usually fight(but still get along) and are always getting busted no matter how much they try to hide their messes. They can't build for shit but they still throw random stuff together as a result of inspiration from their dad and Uncle Ferb which usually ends in explosions or property destruction of some kind. They work as a duo and usually get into fights with either each other or Annabelle. They both have a lot of things in common especially the fact that they're both silly goof offs but they have parallel insterests like Lynn being a tomboy is more interested in "boyish stuff" as she would put it while Marilyn is interested with things she considers to be girly.

PHOEBE TJINDER FLYNN

A 5 year old girl that is rather odd to say the least. She talks A LOT which mostly includes infodumping people about the history of art or the life stories of some famous artists not forgetting to push her glasses up before doing so along the way. She is a huge fan of Leonardo Da Vinci and takes in Phineas's creativity. She is also a really nice and obedient girl who doesn't really cause trouble. She is frequently seen doing weird stuff all in the name of art like i dunno shit that phineas himself has done like maybe bringing in a gigantic baby head to supposedly use for her creations something like that.She also enjoys reading books about art or famous artists no matter how boring they may seem and she is also REALLY good at art for a 5 year old like im talkin she creates Da Vinci tier art.Her nickame is Pheebs.

God this is definately the most ''different" thing i've done thats for sure lol i don't even really expect to even get any questions at all but what the heck, its good to try am i right?

You're also free to ask me as the creator questions if you want.

#phinjeet #artists on tumblr #my art #character design #phineas and ferb #pnf #fanart #baljeet tjinder #fankids #fanchild #ship child #fandom #ships #shipping #dear god #i feel so cringe #hopefully people dont hate this #and this blog becomes popular in the pnf fandom #future au #next generation #next gen

[neuroticangelsstuff]

I’m unfamiliar with kratts creatures in canon so how does the dystopian aspect come up in your au? Also if you have any k bros being older brothers moments/Alison being the youngest sister moments

Heyy thanks for indulging my boredom 🤪 I genuinely appreciate it 🤩 heads up: I’m really tired so this might not have the best spelling/grammar or make the most sense 😃

Hmm as for the dystopian au I’m thinking authoritarian like 1984, Fahrenheit 451, or if you’re tired of old novels, The True Lives of The Fabulous Killjoys comic. Idk why but that’s where my imagination went when I thought of the bros and Allison having a secret high tech base with a bunch of books broadcasting info to the public + Allison canonically sneaking off from school to meet up at Creature Central.

SPEAKING of school, I also have a boarding school au as a backstory for the dystopian au aka how Allison and the bros met and got to the point they are now. Basically the boarding school system is very much so controlled by the dystopian authoritarian government and all kids are sent there, never to see their parents again, when they’re like five:

Allison, Chris, and Martin met when Allison was in year 1 (the equivalent of kindergarten) Chris in year 10 (high school freshman/9th grade) and Martin in year 14 (high school senior/12th grade). To summarize, Allison got in trouble for misbehaving by *shocker* crying for her mother and attempting to run away and Chris stood up for + comforted her; Martin found out about the incident and volunteered to do something called “sponsoring” Allison that year 14s can do for 1st years in order to get her and Chris out of trouble (more on that eventually).

However, in contrast to this government sanctioned gesture, internally the event convinces Martin that he needs to get Chris and this “rebellious” little girl out of the system… dun dun dun. And then the rest of the main plot dystopian au happens :)

#I promise I didn’t ignore/forget about the sibling moments request #I just need to go to sleep rn lol #more to come tomorrow 😈 #kratts creatures #martin kratt #chris kratt #allison baldwin #wild kratts

[kahaluada]

Daryl + OFC

Tags: fluffly, angst, friends to lovers, childhood friends

Warnings: Daryl childhood (none)

Summary: Sam is trying her best to be good and making friends, but kids at this new city just don't give her a break. Maybe the boy who is always alone can help her. After all, Daryl Dixon seems to know some stuff.

Context

This is a little piece of my long fic A Bond to Survive. It is my 1st work in English and I hope you like it. Daryl is 39 in my fic because in TWD wiki says that at the beginning of the apocalypse (2010) he is in his late 30's almost 40.

This P.O.V is from a kid so I choose to be simple it this passage.

* If you have any grammar feedback I'd love it. I tried to express his accent in some words, hope it shows.

The frog alliance

Young Harris | North Georgia

1980

Sam felt her cheeks burning while tears fell without her permission. She hated the feeling in her chest, a burning sensation of humiliation while the voices of Ava, Asher and the other kids screamed in her ears. 

Kids in school were mean. She sniffed while sneaking behind school to go where she wanted. She stopped, listening the janitor looking for other nautghty kids and hid herself behind a tree, trying to fix her hair.  

She looked at her dirty uniform and her throat tightened with the smell of peaches. Her hands tried to clean it again with no sucess.  

She should have known better. When she realized what Asher did she lost it and tried to punch him, only for his sister Ava held her while they put peach juice on her. 

They've been trying to make her angry for a while now, since she started in the church's choir and discovered her dad was the sheriff. They almost failed because her parents expected her to be good, forgiven and nice to people. 

Also, the priest was clear: any kid who we're going bad in school could not stay in the choir. So, Asher put gum in her hair and Sam started crying, humiliated and angry. She loved her hair, people always complimented her hair and now -for sure- she needed to cut it. 

Sam never had a little mean bone in her seven-year-old body, but what leakes in evil was overflowing in a sense of justice. She knew they did it to make her bad in front of the priest. Why would they do it on friday, the day church was in school to teach?

She sobbed, hiding behind the three seeing the gum in a big chunk of hair. She was so done being good and trying to be nice with the kids in that school.

Sam was tired of them and that school and that city. Asher was so mean to her and when she talked back Ava came to intimidate her. 

So now, she was looking at that dirty pond beyond the school fence for a while, a ideia coming to her mind .

“I’m no peach princess. I don’t like peaches. And I don’t like them” She murmured to herself, feeling sad with the inability to make friends. “Stupid twins” 

She was there for months now and no one wanted to be her friend. It was like they decided without even giving her a chance and she knew how nice she was. 

The girl looked at the fence, trying to figure out how to go beyond it to complete her plan. She was just really upset and she knew how Ava Jones hated frogs. The girl talked about frogs like the little animals were the devil. 

Sam took the frog's side because Ava Jones was so mean to her with no reason and she was sure the frogs never did anything to the girl either. 

The smell of peaches was making her sick and she wanted to go home and at the same time, she didn't. Her dad would be all “sheriff” making kids even more suspicious of her and even the teacher would be annoyed at her because of it. 

Her mom made a scene for less than gum in her hair, calling her father to talk to the principal. It was horrible because her mother would think her scenes helped her when it was the complete opposite.

She sat under the tree, looking to the fence when she saw Daryl Dixon climbing it to go back inside.  Sam sighed, her eyes widened when the boy made it simple to go in and out of school. 

She remembered him from church, but he never talked to her and was always alone in the corner. The boy was dirty, his blond hair covering his eyes and he had scratches in his face and arms. His loose pants and gigantic shirt made him almost a savage to her eyes and so fascinating.

Sam frowned, wishing he would at least acknowledge her presence, but he didn’t. She learned that kids from 3rd grade barely talked to 2nd graders but the girl was in no place to follow the rules. She needed help.

She tried to talk to him, but he just ignored her. His reaction at least was ok, because the others used to mock her, or lead her to think they´re interested in what she says to make fun of her. 

Sam blinked, gathering courage. She had a mission, a war to win against the stupid Jones twins and that boy would help her. She got up when he passed by her and ran in his direction. 

“Hey! Daryl Dixon!” He heard her because he walked faster. “Wait for meee” Her legs were not long enough to catch him, but she had to make him stop and listen to her. “Just listen! I have a preo…A puporsit…Propo…Perpusiton…” He looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. “ I need to talk to you” 

“No” He answered a little angry and she ran faster. 

“If you don’t stop I’ll tell the principal about your sling!” 

It worked, he stopped and she swallowed when he turned to her, face red as a tomato and lips pressed. Dixon looked at her, weirded out, and she remembered she was covered in peach juice and dirty, with gum in her long hair. 

“What the hell? Ya gonna gossip bout’me? I have nothin with that car window!” He commented way too annoyed. 

Sam didn’t know about any car window. But now she suspected he was in trouble.  

“I need…” She catches her breath, hands on knees “I need your help with the frogs”. He blinked, crossed his arms and looked at her like she could shoot him “I’ll not tell the principal anything but I… I…Need help to destroy The Shine Twins!” 

The boy looked around and back to her. He scratched his neck and raised an eyebrow. 

“Please. You’re my only hope to destroy those ghosts. They need to learn a lesson! It is only a prepoursi…Preposi…Business!” 

She stared at him, hands on her hips, determined in her mission. Sam blinked and raised her chin like she saw her father doing so many times when talking to people on the streets. 

Her pink bracelet was shining with the sunlight and  she saw the boy looking down at her striped purple socks. It reminded her of a Chesshire cat and she loved it.  

She corrected her posture, blinking a lot while trying to hold her pose. Sam wasn’t a sheriff but she knew she could do it. He needed to understand her. He looked at her for so long she felt like they were in a staring contest.

“Why ya’talkin like that?” 

Sam felt her cheeks and chest burning with shame. After all these minutes that was his answer? She frowned, she knew she talked too much, but this wasn’t going to stop her. 

“Where is your uniform?” She asked back and he locked his jaw, making fists. 

“Did they make ya stay here to tease me? Fuckin stuck-up people”

“What?No! I don’t have time to tease you.” She rolled her eyes and tried to fix her hair when he looked at it “I have a mission against the Shine Twins! You know? Ava and Asher Jones! I call them that because they're as scary as the twins in that movie.”

The boy shook his head, saying anything besides that and started to move. Sam ran in front of him and opened her arms. She would make him understand. 

“Get outta my way” 

“No! Are you on Jones' side?” He rolled his eyes “Are you or not?”

“Noah’s younger siblings?”

“Aham!” She nodded slowly, her cheeks burning with determination. 

“Nah, dun like them” She smiled, wild, her dark eyes filled with tears of joy. Finally someone who agrees with her! An ally!

“We should make an alliance against evil. I just need you to teach me how to climb that fence and I’ll go catch the frogs.” He raised his eyebrows, clearly not believing in her. “And you can ask me a favor in return. This is how alliances work. I saw in the Cuckoo’s nest movie.” 

When she mentioned the movie he pressed his lips, but Sam didn’t know if he was holding a laugh or disapproving her. 

“Frogs? Do ya know any types? Some have poison, bad for ya skin.” 

Sam blinked, afraid of what he said. Was he lying? She looked at him, suspicious. His blue eyes were looking her up and down, reminding her of the stray cat she was hiding in her backyard.

He was so tense, like the cat the first time she approached it. She named the cat Bernard, because of The rescues, one of her favorite movies. 

“Can you help me with that, please?” She looked at him with hope and saw his cheeks going red. He took the sling out of his pocket. 

“How many?”  She realized, too fast, what he meant. Her eyes got bigger and she went to his wrist, almost crying. 

“No please, I don't want to hurt the poor little frogs! I don’t even let Bernard kill them. Bernard is my cat, but mom doesn't know. I keep him a secret and…” 

He looked at her hand like it was fire and pushed his wrist in an aggressive way. The way he looked at her made her swallow and shut up. 

“Sorry.” They looked at each other in silence and Sam squeezed her bracelet. “But it is true, I have a cat. I can have a cat, they’re good friends. You know?”

Still silence. Sam felt her cheeks burning now. What if she had only Bernard, a cat, as a friend? She opened her mouth and closed it. 

“Why are ya covered in peach?”  He finally said something, making her twist her lips.  

“Ava Jones” she murmured ashamed “Sorry… I… Just...” 

“Stop cryin like a baby. Let’s go before I change my mind.” 

“Really?” She went to him and he took a step away from her “Sorry” 

“This fuckin school is ridiculous.” They began to walk to the fence

“You shouldn’t curse.” 

“Ya shouldn’t watch movies like that” 

“Hey!” she smiled, looking at him with some sort of admiration. Maybe she made a friend, finally. “I love Jack Nicholson” 

“He have crazy eyes” 

“I love it” Now he laughed, the tension in his shoulder and face disappeared and she loved to see it “ Actually, my granny loves him and I love him too.” 

She put a hand on her hair and remembered the gum. She groaned, furious with it.

“They did it?”

“Yeah” She confirmed with a pouty

“Put some ice on it.”

“Why?”

“The gum will be hard as rock and ya can take without cuttin yer hair."

Sam blinked, impressed, and nodded. 

“Thank you Daryl Dixon. You are really smart.”  When she said it he stopped and looked at her with his face all shades of red. “What? I’m not teasing you. I’m serious!” 

“Whatever” he murmured rolling his eyes “You own me two now” 

She crossed hands behind her back and smiled at him while walking, correcting her posture. When he helped her to sneak out of school she wondered why he was always running away from class. 

Sam chooses the biggest frog in the pond. She named him Mr. Jack Hero to Daryl amusement. When they came back to school she was too happy with her alliance and the big frog. 

She put the frog in Ava’s bag and after the annoying girl discovered it, Sam ran and stayed quiet, only enjoying the chaos.

Her alliance with Daryl Dixon seems a good.

#daryl dixion imagine #fanfiction #fanfiction writing #fanfic #daryl the walking dead #daryl fanfiction #daryl dixon #daryl and oc #the walking dead #twd imagine #twd fanfiction #twd

[autismlou]

to start somewhere….

i am here to finally share everything that is going on inside the shit show that is my brain.

there is maybe no understanding of mathematics and numbers or a great sense of grammar but

definitely a vision that’s needs to be written in existence.

so

as you can imagine

there are going to be mistakes in spelling, grammar and probably in my conclusions sometimes but

i can also imagine us having a lot of interesting talks and maybe connection in our future together ❤️

and to finally start somewhere….

i am going to tell you a little bit about myself.

- 21 years old and born in november 2000

- sun: sagittarius 1st house moon: sagittarius 1st house ascendant: scorpio 1st house

- undiagnosed

-SPECIAL INTERESTS: CREATING ART, CONSUMING ART , VIDEO ESSAYS & DOCUMENTARYS , SAILOR MOON , CATS (THE ANIMAL, NOT A BIG FAN OF MUSICALS LOL)

let´s start this journey and see where it will take us babyyyy

#actuallyautistic #neurodivergent #being autistic #autism #adult adhd #neurodiversesquad

[natsunenuko]

So how many differences are there between the before rebooted refusetale comic and the after rebooted refusetale comic so far

Okay, listen, let's settle this info for good.

At first it wasn't called REFUSETale, but Rebirthtale in 2016 and even had 7 pages of comic. It was bad.

Stuff changed in 2017 and it was renamed to REFUSETale (inspiration from a Skillet song). That one got 86 pages and had a redraw once.

I wasn't happy with how it was going so I took a year break (2020) to write down the script properly and that's what we have today.

Old comic suffered from basically no sense, it was confusing af. Pages were long and in color, text was a mess, in general and with my grammar. It was ugly too, ngl.

Now we have more manga-like style and my script is "frequently" checked because I'm still writting it and label the pages. So right now I'm somewhere over 300+ pages of script. And it's not even past the 1st chapter.

[icouldntresistit]

The hidden language in Jimin’s Birthday Video (Warning: Long)

to Jeongguk. 

So, I’m finally talking about this like I said I would--but not in the same way as everyone else. When this video was first released, some people were endeared that Jimin posted a whole video birthday card, and some were curious as to why he didn’t post more. But me, I was curious for one key reason that I want to explain in detail. I’m calling this “The Impersonal Personal Message”.

I personally like to approach these sorts of things as more or less a lesson in language than a lesson in the nature of two people’s relationship, but you can apply these ideas as you will. Please understand that I’m just interested in looking at the language and not necessarily trying to make any claims here (though I do have my own opinions).

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The Impersonal Personal Message

In this video Jimin says the following: 정국씨! 생일축하합니다! 생일 진심으로 축하하고 맛있는거 많이 드시고...어.....만수무강 하세요. 나중에 술을(?) 합시다!

(Romanization: Jeonggukssi! Saengilchukhahabnida! Saengir jinshimeuro chukhahago mashineungeo mahni deushigo...eo.....mansumugahng haseyo. Najoongeh sooreul(?) habshida!)

The reason why I wrote the Korean is two-fold: A) You probably already know the english translation but haven’t seen the Korean transliteration; and B) The tone of what he’s saying can only really be relayed by explaining the hangul. So, let me explain, line-by-line so to speak.

정국씨!

First, let’s talk about “정국씨! (Jeonggukssi)” - Right off the bat, we can tell he’s being overly formal by his use of “씨 (shi/ssi)”, meaning Mr./Ms. You only really see this type of formality for 2 reasons. 1) The person being spoken to is a stranger and authority figure for the person speaking. And 2) The two people speaking are extremely close and joking around--though this reason can have a romantic undertone

Formal Language Between ‘Close Friends’

Next, “생일축하합니다 (Saengilchukhahabnida)” - This is to be expected as the video is more so toward ARMYS than it is Jeongguk. I say this because it’s released on a public forum for more than just one end user to interpret. However, this usage of “Happy Birthday” gets another layer when you take into account the previously established tone of the video. As many may know, the verb conjugation ~ㅂ니다 (~bnida) is the formal present-tense high respect form. You may recall from my last language-related post that there are generally 3 respect forms to conjugate into in Korean. One is the informal low respect (ILR) form, predicates ending in ~아/어 (~ah/eo); one is the formal low respect (FLR) form, predicates ending in ~요 (yo); and one is the formal high respect (FHR) form, predicates ending in ~ㅂ니다 (~bnida). ILR is commonly used between close friends, individuals of the same age, lovers, and immediate family members. FLR is commonly used between strangers and with individuals who are older than the speaker. FHR is commonly reserved for authority figures (boss, president, CEO, etc.), strangers, and when addressing or speaking in front of large groups of people

I’ve discussed the uses of FHR before (see this post) as it pertains to idols, but not in close relationships. You typically only see this use in close relationships in more of a joking or even flirty tone. It’s almost never seriously used like this in close friendships. This is important to note because the entire tone of the video takes this weird detour when you consider exactly what Jimin is saying. Now, I want to backtrack just a bit to say that 생일축하합니다 is not at all uncommon for idols to say to their fellow members/friends when giving birthday shoutouts. It is really not playful at all in that sense. Even in this case it doesn’t seem playful. BUT, I still needed to point this out because of the overall formal tone of the video and as an excuse to explain respect levels in Korean grammar

Now, let’s look at “생일 진심으로 축하하고 맛있는거 많이 드시고 (Saengir jinshimeuro chukhahago mashineungeo mahni deushigo)” - This stood out to me for one main reason--the use of “드시다 (deushida)” (this is the verb stem of what Jimin actually said, which is “드시고”), instead of “먹다 (meogda)”. Both of these words (먹다 & 드시다) mean “to eat”. The only difference is that ~드시다 is very formal. It’s the honorific version of “들다 (deulda)”, which is another less commonly used version of “to eat”. You only really use this word when the subject of your sentence deserves high respect. It’s very polite. The only way I can even kind of translate this directly is to think of it as “Please eat, kind fellow” lmao. This sentence helps add to the very cold atmosphere the video has. But if you consider that the video is ‘to’ Jeongguk, it makes it seem more playful than cold

Now, I want to take a look at “만수무강 하세요”. This is where meaning can get a little shaky for me because, in my understanding and experiences, “만수무강 (mansumugahng)” is like...something people in their advanced age say more often than young people.... And then you have 하세요 (haseyo), which is common to use with 만수무강. It’s the formal version of 하다 (hada), meaning “to do”, but in this case it simply just makes the noun 만수무강 a verb. 하세요 itself sounds more like a request because of the use of the honorific ~시다 (shida) and the FLR conjugation ~요. Note that ~시다 + ~요 = ~세요, and 하다 + ~세요 = 하세요. The reason why I liken this to a request is because the translation is something like “I hope you live long and prosper/Please live long without any difficulties”. It gives the added sense that the speaker is being polite to the receiver

Now, let’s talk about “나중에 술을(?) 합시다 (Najoongeh sooreul(?) habshida)” - Jimin kind of slurs his words, he also has a bit of a quirky speech pattern and can sometimes speak very quickly as well, so it’s hard to really pick up on every little particle ending, verb conjugation, etc. But, we do know that he says “Let’s have a drink later.” Here, I’m concerned with 합시다 (habshida), which takes 하다 (again, meaning to do), and the FHR propositive verb conjugation ~ㅂ시다 (bshida), which gives the meaning of “let’s do (something).” Propositive mood is when the speaker is making a suggestion (e.g. “Why don’t we go here?” “Shall we do this?” “Let’s have a drink,” etc.) The propositive conjugations are as follows: ~아/어 is ILR, ~자 (~ja) and ~ㅂ시다. Here, Jimin is using a higher respect form than necessary, though not as high as what it could be

The Meaning of It All

So, what does this all mean? It just means that Jimin’s been extremely formal with Jeongguk this whole time as demonstrated by his use of FHR & FLR verb conjugations (~ㅂ니다, ~시다 + ~요, & ~ㅂ시다), honorific verbs (드시다), really old-timey nouns (만수무강), and honorific titles (씨). This is not necessarily strange, but given their closeness it gives off a slightly playful vibe when taken ALONE (i.e. not counting the mood of the video/his perceived nervousness, etc.) I made this post because so many people felt it was cold and impersonal based on the atmosphere, the almost stiltedness of Jimin’s disposition. But, that can be explained by the idea that the video was covering for a surprise of some sort (for whom--I don’t know). When you look at the language, contrast that with the context and relationship (that we know of), the video is actually kind of playful in a sense. He was laying on the formality very thick but it didn’t seem shady at all, just mischievous

Anyway, I hope this was interesting to someone 

#jikook #kookmin #jm jk km #keep in mind that my korean is of an evolving nature but most of this is really basic stuff #1st year grammar in a sense #the impersonal personal message

[stockholmdolly]

Should I?

Summary: He is happy, he's been married for 20 years, he's the co-owner of a very successful bar chain with his best friend since childhood and has a really hot and strong wife at his side, a beautiful redhead named Natasha Romanoff. His first love since high school. He can't ask for anything else.... right? 

Pairings: godfather/uncle!Bucky Barnes x female!reader (try to make her the most neutral possible but her mom is Mexican)

Warnings: smut, age gap (20 years), somnophilia, dub-con but not really, cheating (”uncle” Bucky is married to Natasha) and a lot of bad English grammar hahaha

Word count: 2,791 at least that’s what word said lol 

Author’s note: Hello fanfiction world, it is me! Stockholm Dolly, I’m new to this wonderful world so I’m going to try my luck. Don’t destroy me that much. It’s the first time I write something. I think I switch from 3rd to 1st person, I’m a mess but I’m happy with the result hahaha 

PS. You’re gonna see my hate towards Natasha Romanoff on my stories, yeah, I blame you guys hahaha you always make her the bad guy and my mind can’t unsee that anymore.

He is happy, he's been married for 20 years, he's the co-owner of a very successful bar chain with his best friend since childhood and has a really hot and strong wife at his side, a beautiful redhead named Natasha Romanoff. His first love since high school. He can't ask for anything else.... right? 

Having kids was always something he wanted but Natasha was reluctant to have because she didn't like them, so he agreed to not have children, he was perfectly happy watching his goddaughter grown up to an amazing woman. 

Steve Rogers was always his best buddy, they grew up together, so it made sense that even when married live next to each other. After 30 years of friendship, they're more like family than everything. Steve got married a little later than him, Bucky couldn't wait to make Natasha his partner forever so they got married at 20 years old. But Steve always was different than him, he wanted to be sure about marriage, he wanted to be with a person who be his equal, his first love Margaret was strong, independent and beautiful but something was missing for him, maybe it was how she wanted him to move to London or how she started stranded him from his friends, so he made the decision of breaking things with her. That's when he met his wife, in a weekend getaway, Bucky and him went to Cancun to celebrate a huge merger with a hotel chain. And there she was a beautiful receptionist, he was smitten since the beginning and Bucky had to play wingman because he became a stuttering mess but he got the girl, Valentina is his name, they got married 3 years later in the same hotel in Cancun, and a year later they welcomed their first child, a baby girl named Y/N Rogers-Y/L/N, it wasn't even a question if Bucky and Natasha wanted to be her godparents it was a fact.

Bucky loved the baby girl, was love at first sight, he took care of her when her parents wanted to go out, he taught her to ride a bike, he consoled her when her dad punished or yelled at her, it was like a daughter to him. That's why 20 years later, he can’t believe he's feeling this way.

Everything started one day at night, Natasha was with her sister and he was having alone time, when he looked at his window he saw his goddaughter dancing...in a pole with a little too nothing for wear and he couldn't took his eyes of her, it wasn't a show, she wasn't taking her clothes off, but the sight was enticing, he was bewitched by this woman dancing, enjoying her body, looking damn good, he forced himself out of that trance and went to bed, he couldn't think about anything else, he wanted to be there in first row watching Y/N dancing, he wanted to feel her skin against him, he wanted to be inside her and make her world crumble with his touch. Natasha and him have a weird marriage, maybe it was because they got married at 20 years old, they are good pretending though, they had to do it to keep appearances to all the benefits and bar openings. But they haven't been a real couple for the past 10 years. Slept in different rooms or different places. He loves her, but not in the way he thought he would. He respects their marriage, never have cheated on her, of course, a lot of women throw themselves at him, but he never accept them because he didn't want to be that guy, his ma taught him well.

He was staring at the ceiling trying to think in anything but his goddaughter when the power went off and he could hear a yell, quickly, he got up and looked through the window and Y/N was nowhere in sight, then he heard a knock to his door, hurriedly went to answer and it was Y/N with a huge jumper than only covered till her mid thighs. He was speechless till she spoke.

- Hi uncle Bucky, sorry to bother you but the power went off and I don't want to be alone, I was wondering if I could stay with you and auntie Nat?

uncle Bucky, he thought, it was like a stab in his heart, well, more likely in his pants, because he was thinking not so uncle-y things about her 10 minutes ago.

- Of course, cariño, you know you didn't have to ask, you're more than welcome in our house, just it's going to be the two of us, auntie Nat it's at Yelena's.

- Thank you so much, you're my personal hero. She said hugging him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and was tempted to lower his hands a little just to feel the swell of her ass but he refrained from her.

- Come in cariño, I’m gonna put some candles in the living room.

they sit beside each other and he took this opportunity to ask. What were you doing?

- Oh, I was practicing my pole dance routine.

- Pole dance huh? You have to show me one time. I bet you're excellent at it.

- Of course, uncle, whenever you want. there was silence in the living room for a moment and the she spoke. I'm a little tired, can I use your guest room?

- Oh, cariño the guest room is being remodeled, something about Nat wanting new vibes. But you can use my bed and I can sleep on the floor.

- Of course not uncle Bucky, I'm not gonna send you to the floor in your own house. Maybe we could.... she hesitated and look flustered about saying this, maybe we could share? Just like when I was younger.

- First of all, I told you a lot of time that you can call me Bucky cariño, second of all are you sure? I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. He was feeling excited about it, but had to play it safe, he didn’t want to scare her.

- Sorry unc… Bucky. Of course, I would feel better if you were beside me. I’m a little scared.

BUCKY’S POV

I lie here and stare into the darkness...watching the outline of her body rise and fall with every breath she takes. I hold myself as still as possible to listen to her. She sounds so sweet and innocent as she sleeps. I slide my hand underneath the covers to touch her. I just can't resist the feeling of her skin. I place my hand on her side and rub it gently with my thumb. She’s so soft and warm to the touch. I hear her sigh softly...I suddenly feel so safe, so content next to her. Yet I yearn to be deep inside of her.

I breathe with her breathing as I think about taking advantage of her. I feel myself slowly growing, underneath the covers. Poking through my boxer briefs. The darkness engulfs us...and the thought of her rocking back and forth on my cock while she slept consumes my mind. I slide up closer, touching the tip of my cock against her thigh. "Should I?" My mind races one hundred miles per hour. I slide my hand underneath and behind her panties to touch her ass...moving in slow circles. My groin aching now, not wanting to make her do something she didn't ask for. "Should I?...Should I?...Should I?" runs through my head like a freight train...Slowly and methodically I slip her silky panties down, working them from side to side down to her knees. I think to myself, "what will I say if she wakes up and finds me pulling her panties off?" The thought slowly fades away into the blackness of the night.

I rub her thigh with my right hand and pull off my boxers with my left.... I jostle the bed a bit and hear her stir in her sleep. I lie very quiet as she takes a deep breath and turn to her back. I'm not sure if she’s awake or half-awake or not at all. I wait patiently a few moments before continuing. I pull my boxer shorts off all the way after what seems like an eternity. I creep in closer to her.

My eyes have adjusted to the light now, so I slide the covers off of us to look at her lying there almost completely naked. I run my hands down both of her sides softly and slip her panties off past her knees, down to her ankles and onto the floor. Feeling now very daring that I've made it this far without waking her, I get to my knees and start move her legs apart. I feel as though I'm about to pop so I give myself a few strokes to keep from fucking her brains out. I move in between her legs...

Looking down at her.... lingering on her face to see the expression as she sleeps. I lean over and give her a kiss on her cheek and play with her hair just a little. I kiss my way down to her neck and worship it my tongue and lips. I hungrily sample her breasts with my mouth, tugging at her nipples with my teeth. I feel myself getting tingly and warm inside as her nipples perk up and harden in my mouth. I suckle them for a few moments more, savoring every second of her beautiful breasts before I kiss my way down to her navel. I trace a circle around it with my tongue.

Feeling so confident now I bring my hand up and rest it on her mound stroking it softly. I raise my head to see the expression on her face. What was once a peaceful look upon her face, has turned into something of a soft smile. I focus on her kissable lips for a few moments and move my hand further south. Watching closely, the expression on her face I tease her pussy lips a little. I spread them apart to feel her warmth with my eager fingers. A deep sigh escapes her mouth as I slowly but surely slide my finger into her. I hold my breath and stop for a moment, sitting in the dark with my finger inside of her up to my second knuckle.

Mind racing again, this time I think I can’t hold myself back much longer. My throbbing cock is on fire it seems, and I feel the only way to quench this flame is to bury it deep inside of her sex. I withdraw my finger and bring the nicely coated digit to my mouth. I suck on it for a moment like a child with a lollipop. She’s so sweet to my taste buds. I think for a moment, "Why did I do that? Now I'm really in need of more..." I pump myself a few times to tame my thoughts to no avail. Her pussy looks so much more inviting than ever.

I sit back for a moment to try and calm myself down. I try to look away from her. My eyes wander back somehow. I glance at her eyes and think of how easily it is for me to get lost in them with one simple expression on her face. I see her delicious breasts again. I think about how I could spend hours just worshipping each of them…playing with them in my mouth.... caressing them with my hands...squeezing them so firmly in my hands. I shiver. I look down further. Her pussy is glistening in the moonlight coming from the window. I squint further to make sure of what it is. She’s are dripping wet. "Is she awake? Have I gotten her excited in her sleep?" I mouth to myself.

I can't keep my hands off myself. I slide closer to her in preparation of what I am about to do. I try to rationalize with myself not to do what I'm getting ready to do, but it seems I move closer. I lean down and give her inner thigh a kiss. Not only do I want to put my lips against your skin, but I need to whiff her familiar smell that she emulates, into my nostrils. She’s so sexy I have to hold back from just burying my face into her right then and there. I slide my knees underneath me to get a better angle and spread her legs apart slowly.

I lean in and put my throbbing cock to her shimmering pussy lips, touching the head to it. Slowly, but surely, I stimulate my head by rubbing it vertically against her. I coat the tip with her juices, hoping to squelch some of the fire building up in me. It only rises further, and I find myself pushing into her. I look down just in time enough to see me guide the slippery end penetrating her cunt. The ridge of the head becomes engulfed and slips into her opening.

I feel something suddenly. She’s lifting her hips, stretching in her sleep. My heart skips a beat. I look down at her face and see her eyes blinking. I run through a multitude of things I might have to say to her as she looks drearily up at me. I smile nervously, speechless. I've given into my innermost desires, and I'm not sure how she'll react to my obvious weakness to her hypnotic body. She smiles back at me with a sleepy smile and bring her hand to touch my cheek. And I hear the sweetest music of it all, keep going uncle Bucky, please, feels so good. I breathe out deeply with relief, she’s obviously enjoying this as much as I am. Still somewhat unaware of what is going on, she raises her hips more to meet her curious fingers. Her eyes open wide and her pussy jolts around the head of my cock. She’s surprised, but pleased that she found me there inside of her.

Looking deeply into my eyes in the dark, licking her lips, she tells me harder uncle bucky, please, ruin me I know that look on her face. I grin. She push herself onto me. Wrapping that silken pussy around my cock makes my jaw drop. I shudder, she’s so warm inside. Go on cariño, fuck yourself on my cock, you’re so fucking tight and wet, I never want to be outside this pussy.

I lift her legs up around my waist and she lock her ankles. I push myself in deeper and she sigh loudly in content. She contracts her pussy muscles around me. I hold her hips firmly and pull her to me. I lean in and press my pelvis into her clit and gyrate my hips. She tells me "more" in a moaning, robust voice, and I push in harder...increasing my rhythm, grinding myself into her clit while my cock explores her pussy walls. I groan loudly and I move quicker, now separating myself from her to draw away and crash back into her. She purrs and whimpers at the same time as my engorged cock feeds hungrily inside of her dripping wet sex. Her body heating up, bringing mine up to temperature as we meet in the middle.

Both sweating and breathing heavily, we collide with each other. Round after round of skin slapping against itself. Her pussy convulses around my cock as it slides in and out of her, hard, my hands grip tightly the headboard. Her body tenses and her back arches. She cries out into the night, sending me over the edge. I spurt my hot, cum into her. Her walls clench around my cock as she milks it for everything its worth. Feeling herself fill up, she climaxes with the most amazing and pornographic sound I've ever heard. A warm river of our own mixture flows out of her. I slip two fingers into her pussy to grab the mixture of our fluids and feed it to her, she cleans my fingers clean with eagerness, and I’m just can’t help but admire her beautiful fucked face. Fuck cariño, you’re so beautiful

She relaxes and I collapse on top of her. My head falls to her chest, softened by her breasts like a warm pillow. We pant together, catching each our breath. Our tense muscles, so loose now, bodies pressed together with my cock deep inside her warm, safe haven, we are leaning to kiss each other when I hear the door of the bedroom open, and there she stands…. Natasha, my wife.

#bucky x y/n #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky fanfic #bucky x female reader #bucky x reader smut #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes and reader #bucky barnes x female reader #dbf!bucky #dbf!bucky x reader #james bucky barnes #marvel #james bucky buchanan barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky fic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes one shot #modern au #cheating #winter soldier x reader #winter soldier x y/n #winter soldier x you

[spanishskulduggery]

what concepts would you recommend someone focus on if they’re in the process of learning Spanish and are going abroad in about a year?

It really depends on your level. I'm going to assume you're a beginner but you're really going to want to focus on conversational Spanish not just specific words.

Things like "how much" or "how many" or "where is it?" or "whose is it?"

So some things that might be helpful:

directions

colors

greetings/farewells

formality

agreement in nouns/gender and singular/plural

negatives and the use of no and nadie

the infinitives, -ar verbs, -er verbs, -ir verbs

personality traits, physical descriptions, moods and emotions

some basic idea of sentence structure

pronouns and when to include them or omit them

basic nouns for people, places, and assorted things [this really depends like is it a good thing to know different kinds of birds? yes but like it's better you know the words for hospital and hotel and school... unless you're becoming an ornithologist in which case idk bird stuff would make sense]

telling time and the calendar/seasons

polite requests

question words; who, what, where, when, why, how, how much, how many

weather expressions

present tense

some basic commands or just an understanding of commands and negative commands

really basic verbs

the -go verbs in particular [tener, decir, venir, hacer, poner, salir etc etc]

ser and estar; you don't need to know how to conjugate everything but you should know what the basic concepts are

definite and indefinite articles

saber and conocer especially present tense

clothes, at least some

possibly pero and sino

possibly preterite and imperfect; depends on your level, I would say the three most important tenses are present, preterite, and imperfect... just in general, but especially if you're in A-B levels

transportation vocab

asking for help vocab

some basic idea of what stem-changing verbs are, not that you need to know all of them, but just an idea

though I would say probably be aware of morir and dormir

poder also is very important

a basic understanding of gustar and words like gustar which will help you later with indirect objects

asking for someone's name, last name, numbers etc. and being able to introduce yourself and give information

numbers 1-100 [tbh it's basically 1-30, then understanding how numbers after 30 work and knowing 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, and 100]

ordinal numbers, but primarily 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th. Everything past that is a little confusing for basic students

cardinal directions; norte, sur, este, oeste but that's just 4 words

ir, dar, ver

not all of por and para but just knowing that they exist and are weird and sometimes different

prepositions a, de, en, con, sin and a handful of others; also being aware of conmigo and contigo

demonstratives

possessives

comparison

mejor and peor

the use of bueno/a vs bien

ir + a + infinitive for short-term future

the use of jugar + a

the use of haber at least in terms of hay for "there is/are"

ordering food and basic food nouns

a handful of idiomatic expressions, but don't worry too much about it if you don't know many

being aware of y, ni, and o... there's some weirdness with y and o as far as spelling rules but don't worry too much if you're a beginner they will explain it to you if you're taking language courses

Like I'm not going to sit here and say you don't need to know subjunctive, but it's usually not your immediate concern unless you're doing polite requests

Plus subjunctive is more advanced so I'm mentioning the basic basic basics

This is also probably all the verbs you need to know if you're a beginner ...a lot to take in all at once, but they're probably some of the most common verbs in all of Spanish

I'd recommend also looking into some grammar lessons like at www.studyspanish.com/grammar which runs you through some of the basics

And if there's any concepts you're confused about or have questions about let me know!

#asks #Spanish #langblr #learning Spanish #language #languages