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zosonils-art · 3 years

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ohhh can we hear more about sweet woman 🥺

we totally can!! infodump about this gaslighting gatekeeping girlboss is under the cut as always

sweet woman was commissioned by a super classy french dessert restaurant called the orgueilleux pâtisserie [orgueilleux being very poorly google translated french for elitist/snobbish lmao], acting as both a chef and a mascot! the gimmick worked wonders for the restaurant's popularity, with rich people coming in droves to experience the novelty of food prepared with a robot master's help, and she was quickly promoted to social media manager as well as her original duties. despite her cutesy demeanour, she's much smarter than she looks, and is equipped with an in-depth understanding of chemical reactions and inhumanly accurate sense of timing and spatial awareness. she knows hundreds of recipes and most of them cost several hundred dollars to make

her personality is more deliberately engineered than most robot masters, designed to fit her appearance and be marketable. she's unwaveringly cheerful, incredibly extroverted, and just silly enough that it's cute rather than grating. she plays these traits up a lot for the cameras, exaggerating her energy and playing dumb when it'll appeal to the masses, but even when she doesn't have her public image to consider she's a bubbly and energetic goof. she's a stubborn optimist, and if she can't find a bright side to look on she'll take out a flashlight and make one. her optimisim makes for a good workplace morale boost and an even better social media presence, although when combined with her ditziness and being a bit out of touch from almost exclusively interacting with the 1% it often makes her come across as insensitive

since she's in the spotlight a lot, most of sweet's hobbies and interests outside of work are still carefully selected to match her public image and look good on an instagram post. she has a passing interest in shopping and fashion, and enjoys going to parties and gatherings and what have you to meet new people. she also loves to experiment with cooking and come up with new recipes, some of which end up on the orgueilleux menu. she does, however, have a private interest in chemistry! as mentioned earlier she knows a fair bit about it already, since cooking is just chemistry with a restricted set of substances, and in her own time she ended up getting curious and reading into the sort of reactions that arise from chemicals she doesn't work with. she rarely mentions this interest herself, but she gets super excited if someone brings it up or gives her the excuse to talk about it, and it's probably listed as super secret trivia about her on the pâtisserie website

unlike other robot masters, sweet has an acute sense of both smell and taste! [since robots seem to only use e-tanks for fuel, there's not much benefit to smelling or tasting things, so i personally believe that most of them don't have those senses unless it'd directly benefit their job.] being able to actually taste the food she cooks makes it much easier to tell if she's doing it right, especially if she's trying to come up with something new. she's also capable of replenishing her energy by eating - it's less efficient than e-tanks, but she thinks they taste gross so she always opts for actual food. fittingly, she has a massive sweet tooth, but she's accustomed to only the highest-class dining and dislikes cheaper or less 'refined' tastes

her magical girl vibe, brought to you by someone who has watched maybe 4 episodes of anime that weren't sonic x, is entirely an aesthetic and marketing gimmick rather than serving any functional purpose. she'll play it up for promotional videos and photoshoots, twirling her fork-trident thing and striking dramatic poses and calling out thematically appropriate attack names like 'sparkling sugar swirl' and 'cinnamon whirlwind' whenever she does anything, but it's mostly for show. while she genuinely enjoys the shouting and posing and twirling, she massively tones it down when she's not performing, maybe occasionally saying an attack name at a reasonable volume while she works. her fork-trident thing isn't even a real weapon, magical or otherwise. it's just styrofoam with metallic paint on it

sweet's weakness to harpoon shot was decided before i figured out exactly what tide man's weapon would be, going on the idea that getting food wet tends to make it sad and gross. this logic doesn't quite carry over with harpoon shot being, well, a harpoon rather than something specifically water-based, but i imagine shooting a cake with a harpoon would also be a very one-sided battle so this weapon wheel makes sense i promise. i guess you could also make the argument that it's because sweet is only experienced with a fake pronged weapon made of foam and would be completely blindsided by a real one? maybe it's that tide is so staunchly anticapitalist that his weapon inherently vibe checks her? i'm grasping at straws a bit over here but listen, if mega man 5 can insist that water is elementally weak to trains, i can insist that it's elementally strong against the french

i think her stage could be some kind of factory! lots of conveyer belts definitely, maybe some crushing hazards, definitely a few mets. the idea there is that she's seized a major food processing plant and is using that position to wreck the regional supply chain. even when she's evil, she basically keeps the exact same personality she shows to the public with only a noticable capitalism upgrade. she has pretty much no combat abilities on her own, but at her own suggestion she was upgraded to shoot a specially formulated icing that's acidic enough to burn through thin metal, finally putting her interest in chemistry to use. her fork-trident, on the other hand, was not changed in the slightest. still just styrofoam. i think it'd be pretty good if she opened her battle with it but even if it hits mega man it only deals one point of damage and the second it touches something it snaps in half and she never pulls out a new one

designing sweet was pretty fun because she's pretty different from my usual taste in character design! my experience with the magical girl genre is that i read about half of sailor moon when i was 12 and absorbed everything else through pop culture osmosis and tv tropes pages, so it was definitely fun to draw what i think a magical girl might look like. i also don't use oranges and yellows much, so picking out her colours made for an agonising exciting challenge! she didn't change too much from the initial microsoft paint sketch, although she lost a skirt layer along the way because i didn't feel like figuring out how to draw another one, and her weapon was originally just a big fork that probably would have been a ksjfjhkjhfillion times less cumbersome to draw. oh well. live and learn [HANGIN ON THE EDGE OF TOMORROW]

that about wraps it up for sweet woman, i think - thank you so much for asking about her!! here's the transparent art and the version without 15 different filters on it to make it look kinda like an 80s anime screenshot

#this was agonising to draw BUT I REALLY LIKE HOW IT TURNED OUT SO!!!!! WINNING #zos draws #mega man #mega man oc #robot master oc #sweet woman #zos talks #zos answers #zoriginal characters #anon

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the-wee-woo-royal · 2 years

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Birthday Excitement

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAREST DT!! FINALLY AN ADULT!!!

I know you're not really in the Renegades fandom anymore but the characters are all I can write at the moment so bear with me.

I made you a lil something special inspired by this wonderful, creative and visually appealing drawing from a while ago. Now, this fic has two of my favorite of your old headcanons for these men (1. Simon being a fem manwhore -in the best way, I still think about this one sometimes lol- and 2. Hugh being a certified himbo -like that isn't common knowledge lmao- and Hugh being French and Simon being some type of Spanish speaking latino… I used google translate so be nice.) There's also a few callbacks from a few of your old stuff (i underlined em and there's a google doc at the end with it all. Yes, I did my work. Only the best for you.)

A small ittle trip down memory lane with a little royal touch to it (get it… cuz ‘royal’... I’m royal. I’m so funny)

Plus a little added surprise, your welcome (Will I probably not be able to read this later out of embarrassment? Yes. Yall can probably guess...😏)

Trust me, my friend, you're gonna want to read this.

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Joyeux Anniversaire (Happy Birthday To You)

Feliz Cumpleaños A Ti (Happy Birthday To You)

I… just feel we need more… excitement.

I'm not following, Si.

Ya know… excitement.

It took Hugh getting a random drink of water at 4 o’clock in the morning to realize what Simon meant, but ‘excitement’.

When it came to Simon there was only one thing that would need changing in the excitement area. Not that either of them were… lacking… but a little change wouldn’t hurt.

Simon's birthday was soon, so Hugh waited until then.

Hugh’s been married to Simon for… 5 years now, known him for even longer. It's only right that Hugh knew his husband's favorite animal.

A cow.

The little black and white ones that were so adorable and heart stopping to Simon.

It brought a smile to Hugh’s face when they would have to drive in the mountains and see the cows littered throughout the hills. To see his beloved's wide eyes and adorable grin looking out the window like he’d never seen them before. And the passerby fairs that had a petting zoo. There was always at least one cow. You could bet that it took a lot of convincing to get him to move on when there was a baby cow that he could brush, pet and feed right in front of him. Simon even once tried to buy it from the owner, but was sadly rejected.

With that memory aside, it wasn't too hard to find something that would make Simon's special day. Neither were too particular men, and although Hugh didn't have the best taste in clothing, this was… well … this. Upon opening the package, he already could tell it would look great on him, even he knew that.

In honor of Simon's favorite animal Hugh got himself a cow costume that Simon would certainly enjoy. Among other gifts that were nice and meaningful, but this one was by far the most clever.

He has Kasumi, Tamaya and Evander take Simon out for a brunch. Simon had questioned why Hugh wasn’t joining, his best response was that it was unfair of him to have Simon all day.

Yeah, not the best.

Simon insisted and Hugh said he had some work, which got Simon mad.

Again, not the best.

They had made a series of unbreakable rules a while back to make sure work didn’t take over family time. One of those rules was not a bit of work was to be done on birthdays or holidays unless the world was ending (which had actually happened more than a few times, but they were in the clear now, so there was absolutely no excuse.)

This was why Hugh hated lying. He was so bad at it. For a self-proclaimed politician, he sucked at the lying and fibbing part. His excuses were always either outright dumb or outrageous.

It reminded him of a movie scene he’d watched it Adrian, (Play dumb.. NOT THAT DUMB…).

He eventually got an irritated Simon to go out to brunch alone with their friends while Hugh secretly set up a mini celebration in their Simon’s, it was all of theirs in spirit but it was Simon’s house that they lived in before they got the mansion. He and Simon, the last of the council to be in that house, moved out around 3 years ago, and surprisingly the place hadn’t been bought yet. The landlord did not allow rentals so Hugh he bought the place outright so he would ever have to see those sharks again. He doubted Simon would mind considering what this place meant to the both of them.

It was the first place that they lived together, they experienced everything there. There were so many memories here, one being Simon teaching Hugh how to bake a pie. Another where they talked about Simon's invisibility and that conversation leading up to how Hugh sometimes poops chromium. Also the place was close to one of their favorite parks where they would go on little short dates when they could get away during the Age of Anarchy. Everything about this place holds memories.

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Toi Cent Dux (Your One-Hundred and Two)

Tu Ciento Dos (Your One-Hundred and Two)

Kasumi texted Hugh that they were almost done. She and the rest of them didn’t know exactly what Hugh had planned but just that it was a surprise. Simon, however, was oblivious. They could tell that he was a little angry that Hugh had to do ‘work’ on his birthday.

For a man that can be smart he was so dumb at times.

They did their absolute best to get any negative thoughts out of Simon’s mind, and they succeeded. He seemed so happy and they knew that it would only grow. Hugh may be a himbo, but he knew how to make Simon the happiest man in the world (he could upset him just as fast, not on purpose of course, but that isn’t relevant right now).

Simon tried not to sigh or let the fact that he would be met with a husband that didn’t seem to care about him today. He didn't even get a compliment on his outfit. He put on some nice tight pants that made his butt look big and plump and a crop top, plus his make-up was fire. He’d forgotten his jacket but it didn't take away from the fit.

HE LOOKED HOT AND SEXY!

Absolutely stunning, sex on legs… maybe even better… but nope, nothing out of Hugh.

They walked into the parking lot together, they had all parked together so they didn't need to split.

“Si, keys.” Evander said with a snap of his fingers.

Simon snorted, “Like I’d ever willingly let you drive my car.”

Evander grinned like an idiot, “Well you won't need it because that,” he pointed to a really fancy and expensive looking car that came into view, “is your ride.”

Simon looked between their friends and they all just smiled as they shooed him toward the car.

The very tinted driver rolled down to reveal Hugh. He got out and Simon was able to see all of him. He was wearing… his old cool-guy outfit from Highschool. It was a pink muscle-tee with jeans and a thick belt. The letterman jacket that was always a bit tight was thrown over his shoulder. He leaned against the car, “I was just driving around the neighborhood and spotted something very sweet.” He said in a low voice, tilting his sunglasses down, giving Simon’s body a seductive look.

Evander gagged from behind him, “OK, I'd like the keys now. I wanna leave.”

Simon didn't break eye contact with his husband as he handed them over.

Hugh held out a hand and Simon took it instantly and allowed himself to be pulled in close, “I thought you didn’t care…” Simon whispered, a bit ashamed he thought so lowly of his husband.

Hugh only laughed, “How could I not when you look like this.” He took the jacket and put it around Simon, “Sorry for hiding your jacket and making you forget it. I just really wanted you to wear this one. Like old times.”

Simon slipped his arms in place and his stomach erupted in butterflies.

Exactly like old times.

In the spirit of the past, Simon poked Hugh’s chest, “Since you're wearing the outfit, can you do the thing I've always liked?”

Knowing exactly what Simon meant, Hugh let his arms fall and stood straight. Rolling his eyes, he bounced his pecs a few times and Simon bit his lip.

Hugh stopped, earning a soft whine from the other, and made his way to the passenger door and opened it for his love, “Enough horniness, get in, we’re not done yet.”

Simon looked at him wide eyed, licking his lips, “ Ok, Pap-”

“IN THE CAR!”

Simon giggled as he got in.

Hugh, mi vida, what do you have planned?

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Bonne fête (Happy Birthday)

Feliz cumpleaños (Happy Birthday)

Simon would recognize this neighborhood in a cloud of thick fog. He would be able to tell where he was blindfolded just by the feel.

He knew that after the last turn there would be a pothole and only a few seconds after that the car would stop.

He saw his home.

The old one, the one where everything started.

Dos Mios, it was already great but this is…

No words could describe his surprise and happiness from just being near this place.

“H-how. Does no one live here?” Simon said, perplexed, getting out of the car. Hugh shook his head, “Nope… and nothing’s changed either.”

Simon stood in place while Hugh came around the car, “You went inside?”

“Well… I had to tour it to buy it.”

“Yea, that makes sen- Wait, what?”

Hugh smiled, “Left pocket.”

Simon reached inside the pocket and pulled out a key. He saw the initials he’d written as a kid.

His key.

He hid it under one of the stones in front of the house. He told everyone it was just in case the next owners wanted it but in all reality he just didn't want anyone else using it.

S.W with a n added ‘E’ that stood out against the other faded letters.

“Yeah, I added that. Felt right.” Hugh covered one of Simon’s hand with his own, “You wanna go inside now, baby?”

Simon all but ran to the door, unlocking it and going inside at record speed.

When he stepped inside, he instantly made his way to the living room, as Hugh predicted, where a mass of presents awaited.

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Mon très cher DT (My Dearest DT)

Mi Querida DT (My Dearest DT)

Hugh watched as Simon finished up the slice of cake he’d been working on. He smiled at him and Hugh couldn't help but smile back.

“You like everything?” Hugh said, bring his plate to the sink. Simon let himself fall on the couch, “Of course! It's all perfect.”

“Well I hope you are not all birthday-d out ‘cuz there's still one more thing…” Hugh trailed, pulling one last gift from behind his back.

Hugh handed Simon the last gift, “Wait,” he interjected before Simon could open it, “Ima go to the basement, wait… one minute, then open it and put it on. Meet me there after.”

Simon raised an eyebrow and Hugh grabbed his chin lightly but firmly, “Only this.”

Simon nodded, his breath catching in his throat.

The minute couldn't have gone by any slower. The instructions rang in his head like a tempting bell.

Only this.

When he’d reached 60 in his head, he tore the wrapping off to find a nice, soft and flowy purple holographic skirt. Just the shade he liked too.

Only this.

It just covered his ass, it was merely an inch from showing. He did a little twirl to himself. It was pretty, the colors changing every so slightly.

Hugh’s words stayed true as he only wore the skirt. He wasn't an idiot, he knew what was about to happen. He waited another minute to give Hugh time to finish up whatever he was planning. He grabbed the letterman jacket.

Yeah, Hugh said only the skirt but Simon doubted there would be any bad feelings to him wearing the jacket.

“Oh Hubby… I'm coming down…” Simon called, when there was no response, he took that as an invitation.

No amount of daydreaming could've made him guess that the great Captain Chromium would be ‘w’-sitting on the bed dressed in cow lingerie.

They made eye contact, Hugh blinked at him with a tilted head and a sly smile taking over hip lips, “Moo.”

Simon walked forward slowly, admiring the sight. His eye caught on something familiar.

The corner of the sheet was pulled up, revealing the floral blue mattress they had way back when, “Is this the same mattress?”

Hugh followed his eye line, “Umm, I don't think anyone changed it.. So yes?”

Simon wiggled his eyebrows, “We lost our virginities on this mattress.”

It took Hugh a moment to remember but he mimicked Simon’s face when he did, “Then let's put it to good use once again.”

When Simon was close enough, Hugh reached out and pulled Simon to him, pressing small kisses to his bare chest, “You like the outfit?”

Simon looked down at him, stroking the side of his face. “I love it.”

He knelt on the bed to Hugh’s level and kissed him slowly and sensually. As they invaded each other's senses, Hugh grasped Simon’s bare ass from beneath the skirt, “Good boy,” he whispered, causing Simon to shiver in excitement. Hugh reached behind him and grabbed the mini bottle of lube he’d brought, “It's your birthday, let me pamper you.”

Simon nodded and Hugh took over his mouth, their tongues clashing together in an ongoing battle. There was a slight cold feeling at his entrance but it quickly turned to pleasure as Hugh pumped his fingers in and out of him.

Hugh added another finger after some time, then another, preparing him

When the time finally came Simon allowed himself to be bent forward on the edge of the bed and Hugh took over him. Lifting Simon’s skirt up, Hugh pressed the head of his dick slowly in Simon’s entrance. There was a labored breath from Simon and Hugh leaned forward, biting his earlobe, “Do you want more?” Simon whined in response and Hugh let loose a low laugh, “Words, mon amour.” Simon groaned, “Yes! Please! I want more… so much more… please.”

“As you wish.”

Simon fisted the blankets as Hugh pressed more of himself in him. It hurt a little bit, but the pain was worth it. The reward was worth it.

The low creek of the bed was arousing, the soft grunts from both of them as Hugh started slowly, building both of them up.

Hugh was pressing him deep in the bed, the friction on his own dick making him leak from his tip.

“F-Fuck” Hugh groaned as he hooked Simon’s leg in the cook of his arm and drove himself as deep as possible in his husband. Simon arched his back, his mouth parting letting loose a beautifully deep moan as his prostate was hit. Hugh pulled out half way and repeated the action, watching the way it slipped in and out, rhythmically.

The pleasure took over their bodies in waves. Pulling back, then coming back at them full force.

“H- Oh… Hugh?”

He slowed his thrusts to a stop, allowing Simon to breath and talk.

“Ca- Oh my..” Hugh started sucking on Simon’s neck. He knew exactly what he was doing to the man, “Speak, I can't promise I'll w-wait for much longer…” Hugh tried to play the tough dom for tonight, but the slight stutter reminded the both of them that Hugh’s body was for Simon.

For him to use anyway he pleased. Most assumed that Hugh was ‘in charge’, but more often than not, it was Simon who had Hugh wrapped around his perfect little finger.

“I wanna see you.” Simon finally breathed.

Hugh waited until Simon was situated on the bed before making his move, “Where do you want me, Love?”

Simon sent in a smile, his eyes full of arousal, “Still on top… please, Papi.”

Hugh wasted no time setting himself between Simon’s open and awaiting legs. Hugh removed the horned headband from his head and placed it on Simon, who tilted his head and mimicked him from earlier, “Moo.”

He captured Simon's mouth in a deep, rough kiss and took that as an opportunity to slip himself back into his husband. They both moaned at the feeling and the noises only got louder as their movements got faster and rougher.

Neither man liked to be handled delicately.

They were past the soft touches and hesitation. They left that stage of their relationship years ago. It was rough, now. Just as both of them liked it. Hugh couldn't be marked but it didn't stop Simon from acting like he could. Sucking and grabbing Hugh’s body to ground himself. Though it was him whose body was battered in the best way. Bite marks and hickey's littered Simon’s body. Being able to touch them the next day and have his body erupt in tingles at just the memory.

One of Hugh’s hands was on the headboard, and Simon would feel his back muscles working underneath his hands. The other was holding his leg wide open. Simon’s other leg was wrapped tightly around Hugh’s waist, allowing minimal space between them. And Hugh wouldn’t stop attacking his neck and jawline. Not that he wanted him to stop.

Anything but stop

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Joyeux Anniversaire (Happy Birthday To You)

Feliz Cumpleaños A Ti (Happy Birthday To You)

“I'm guessing you're hungry right now” Hugh sighed into his husband's neck. He felt the slight laugh in Simon’s chest and he groaned, “for something actually edible, mon amour?”

“Boring… but yeah, kinda.”

Hugh got up and Simon admired the sight. He didn’t know when exactly their special clothes had gotten taken off, but wasn’t complaining. Hugh picked up the discarded costume, “Would you like to enjoy this a little bit longer?”

Simon bit his lip, “Maybe…,” he sunk into bed, pulling the cover up to kid his reddening cheeks.

Hugh chuckled, “Well then, give me a moment, this thing is hard to get on and I'd rather not me struggling be a turn off so I’ll be in the bathroom.”

Simon took his leaving as a sign for him to get up too. Stretching out his back, he spotted his discarded skirt and Hugh’s jacket. After a few minutes of mentally preparing himself to get out of bed, he put them on, not even asking Hugh if that's what he wanted. He already knew that answer, if he did ask, “Is that even a question, Amour?”. He could hear it in his mind perfectly.

When Hugh came back out his heart did a flip in his chest. They had just had sex like this but he couldn’t get over how damn sexy he looked.

They made their way back upstairs and Hugh pulled two bowls from the refrigerator and put them in the microwave.

When they came out Simon couldn’t help but laugh, “My favorite noodles!”

Hugh laughed with him, “It's your birthday, Was I not going to get them?”

Simon leaned over and kissed him, “Thank you for bringing me back here. Thank you for showing me love in so many different ways.”

“Anything for you, mon coeur.”

Happy Birthday

Tagging (plz dm/comment of u want to be added or removed): @dt-everwoods (ofc) @obsidianfr3sk @greenalmond @galaxy-creationz @deprivedmusicaljunkie

(think I got everyone. Lost my tag lost so I went with what I remember. Feel free to out me if you were forgotten -sorry-)

-The doc mentioned in the begining: here

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!#WOOOOOOO #hope you liked the fic #humon #hugh everhart #simon westwood #captain chromium #dread warden #renegades #fanfic #my fanfic #my post #royal writes #edit: did it occur to me i could check my last works and see who i tagged? yes. am i goinh to change it. no #renegades trilogy

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hanniballinchau · 7 years

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I’m not rlly sure how to articulate this so...forgive me but...as a middle eastern girl growing up I’ve NEVER seen positive representation of myself in movies or tv. One of the only things I ever had to look up to was princess Jasmine in Aladdin. My dad used to read me a copy of 1001 arabian nights as a kid, translating it from farsi to english for me. Now, as I see so many people excited for the release of the new Aladdin movie in live action I’ve just become very disheartened with the entire social justice movement as a whole. Seeing my friends, especially OTHER POC calling for people of the wrong race to be cast in the movie is what truly disgusts me the most. I’ve seen countless fan casts of Aladdin as Riz Ahmed, Dev Patel, Avan Jogia, Zayn Malik and other south asian celebs. As well as MANY tweets and articles about how it should be easy to fly into bollywood and pick the perfect actor. But when I saw ONE post with rami malek in it, people instantly shut it down. I’ve also seen countless posts with Priyanka Chopra and random black IG models saying thay’d be “perfect” for Jasmine. But when one person on instagram posted that Jade Thirlwall would be a good Jasmine, all the comments were saying she’d be terrible and even that she’s not the right race? Also, I’m not trying to say Rami or Jade would be right for the roles, because assuming any actor of the right ethnicity would be perfect is a whole other can of worms.

The few posts I’ve seen calling this out and asking for middle eastern actors to be cast people said “who cares at least they look the part” or “at least its better than whitewashing” as if we’re supposed to be happy with other (better represented) ethnic groups stealing our ONE role just because they’re brown too? I’d like you to name all the black, latino, east asian, or even south asian actors you know. Or maybe name a movie about these cultures that framed the culture in a positive light. Now name a single middle eastern actor. Now name a movie about the middle east, or starring middle eastern people that framed us in a positive light. We have ZERO representation in Hollywood. And now the one story we have that is rooted in ancient middle eastern lore and culture, we should be grateful we’re having our stories stolen from us, just because the thieves are POC too? I’ve completely lost all faith in poc solidarity, especially between south asians and middle eastern people.

I’ve also seen the excuse ”the original aladdin was set in China.” yes, I’m sure wikipedia is very knowledgeable but actually a WHITE FRENCH person wrote the version set in china, the original is actually a syrian story that he took and compiled with the rest of the original 1001 nights, changing the setting from the middle east to china.

I’ve also seen excuses that the original movie drew very heavily from indian influence, and that’s why its okay for indian actors to be cast. This argument is even more disappointing to me. Agrabah was not, in fact, based on Agra, but rather Baghdad. The sultan’s palace does look like the Taj Mahal, but it also looks like ANY mosque in the world, especially if you simply google “iraq mosque”. Anyways, Disney animators acting as though the cultures are interchangeable and mixing them together doesn’t excuse people of different ethnicities trying to co-opt this middle eastern story, and with Disney putting out a casting call specifying that both Aladdin and Jasmine should be middle eastern, its shameful to me that other POC are trying to defend miscasting that hasn’t even happened yet. DIsney is hopefully trying to fix what they did in the original movie, by separating the indian cultural influences from true source material, and people are somehow mad about this?? Just weird to me that people are somehow MAD that we’re trying to say not all brown cultures are interchangeable and related to each other. And veeery interesting how willing people are to try and snatch roles that truly belong to middle eastern people away from them. The worst part is that it’s not even white people doing this lmao

#personal #just some jumbled thoughts #please excuse intelligibility im just tired #aladdin #middle eastern probs

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rfassholes · 7 years

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Hey! Could I request how the RFA+V+Saeran would react to an MC who was learning Korean as their third language and is still pretty choppy/needs them to talk a bit slowly? Like I've known Japanese and English since birth pretty much, and I might learn Korean in the future, so maybe something like that if it makes sense? You don't have to use those languages btw! Sorry if that's too specific! I love your work so far, and I hope I see more from you soon, have a nice day!

Hell’s yeah I can! Don’t apologize either, sweet person, you have done no wrong. Also, don’t worry about how specific it is; it helps me understand what you’d like to read! I think it’s pretty rad that you’re learning another language, too! Thank you for supporting what I write and enjoying it. I hope you have a nice day, too; much love!

Yoosung:

He had to take a couple English classes to gradate highschool and get into uni, so he completely understood if you weren’t 100% fluent!

If you were pretty good at reading it, he’d lend you some random books so you could get practice

Wouldn’t pressure you to speak Korean in public either

that shit’s scary sometimes

He was really excited that you could speak Japanese, too

languages are really scary sometimes, okay?

Yoosung would brag to people on and off campus about your ability to speak multiple languages

He’s just really hyped that you’re really smart

He’d want to learn really cheesy phrases in Japanese and English

Extra excited if you wanted to learn Korean ones

Would be really nice to correct you if your grammar or pronunciation was off

8/8 would try to learn another language with you

“Yoosung, I’m already trying to figure out one right now” “But it’d be fun!” “You’ll probably stop practicing after a couple of weeks” “Well you’re not wrong, but-” “Yoosung, no” “Watch me”

Now he would say random things in Italian because sOMEONE missed the opportunity to when he signed up for a class

Jaehee:

You knew that Jumin probably had her be somewhat proficient in a couple of languages for business affairs

She might’ve only dealt with that for less than three years, but Jaehee wanted to enrich herself anyways

Then she found out that your Chinese was really good on top of your Tamil

Jaehee was happy that you were fluent in some of the languages of the countries she dealt with the most (no, I totally didn’t google what countries south korea imported and exported with the most)

You two became the couple that spoke different languages at home than in public

However, your Korean wasn’t as close to fluent as you’d like

I mean, she could tell from phone calls early on by your accent that Korean wasn’t your native

She really liked to sit by you while you were translating something aloud and she was working

Those were her favorite nights

Especially since you usually got her to pause working to help you work out a sentence or two

Then it turned into encouraging cheek kisses

Then she couldn’t completely focus

oH WELL

guess you both just have to….be….cute..what..a….tragedy

She would also buy you cute-looking books that were in Korean

It may or may not have been so she could get more of those nights

Zen:

He’s probably had some scripts that weren’t completely in Korean, so he’s familiar with some language patterns and can say “je suis un pomme”

dAMMIT, ZEN

Okay, so you were just slightly offended, because he thought he was saying he’s a prince

You’ll admit that knowing English and French then deciding to move to Korea was a bit odd

But c’mon, man

“…you do realize you just said you were an apple, yeah?” “No, I called myself a prince’ “We’re speaking in English right now” “That’s correct” “It’s literally prince in French” “Well, how was I supposed to know” “Dumbass”

You wouldn’t let him live that down for weeks

Zen then tried to get you to speak a bit more Korean when you were on set rather than confusing people

oh shit

my cover’s blown

Well, now you were the one getting made fun of

“You called me a table” “That may be true” “A tABLE, MC” “At least I said you were a pretty table?” “You called me a moist table, MC” “Okay, okay, you see-” “Mhm” “Shut up, pretty boy” “I thought I was a table?” “That wasn’t even funny” “…” “You’re still a dumbass”

Nobody in the rfa chats knew what you meant by calling him an apple

Then Zen just had to talk about The Table Incident

MC has left the chat

cue him running into the living room

“but, bAAAABE” “Leave, you apple” “MC, love meeee” “I already do” “Can I at least get a hug” “Nope”

MC has entered the chat

He then tried to get take the phone while you were typing out The Apple Prince Incident

You got Seven in on it to change his name in the messenger to je suis un pomme for a week

Seven: (slight route spoilers, but I changed it a bit anyways)

blah, blah, taxes, blah, author of several books in Arabic, blah, likes cat

w a i t j u s t a d i d d l y d a r n s e c o n d

Arabic? And Portuguese?

aww yisss

This was probably when he approved you and went straight to V

Plus cats?? That was a bonus

He really liked talking to you with the messenger even if your grammar was a teensy bit off

may or may not have recorded a few phone calls to hear your accent

Once you had gotten to meet him at the apartment

whoo, boy

He was getting on your nerves just a bit

You snapped just a bit and kinda sorta went off on him in Arabic and he just sat there

“You done?” “Yes, was there an issue?” “Yeah, it was kinda hot”

*narrator voice* He realized he had Fucked Up right Then And There

“You didn’t hear that” “Sev-” “Good day”

This time he wasn’t staying away to protect you, he just didn’t want to turn as read as his hair next time he had to see you

He finally had been able to hold a conversation after staying stonefaced in an attempt to forget

You didn’t tho

After everything had gotten sorted out and you had understood why he was acting like that, it was pretty okay

Neither of your dumbasses realized that you were both speaking Portuguese during the Incident, so the only time he heard your Korean was on the phone

He’d take breaks from working whenever you wanted to practice the language

I mean, if he could be fluent in seventeen, so could you

Seven regarded your ability to speak Arabic as something “holy” and was ecstatic that you were one of the few that didn’t need his help to get home

Jumin:

Once he found out that you could read and listen to Korean, but not speak it all that well, he immediately found a tutor

He’d like when you’d hold short converstaions with him in his native

However, Jumin just didn’t know that you were fluent in Russian and German

It took him a couple of weeks until you greeted him as “dorogoy” (my dear) when he came home from work one night

Jumin knew a fair bit of other languages, so you both spoke to each other in this odd Franken-language (lmao but that’s German already)

He really loved it when you’d forget a word in Korean and looked confused for a second before saying it in German

Would always help you with a word or slang phrases

just because he had to look them up does not invalidate this

Definitely would buy you so many books

You’d probably end up with the same book as multiple copies in other languages

He just wanted the best access to literature for “mein liebling“ (my beloved)

Would be the Softest if you had a question or wanted to carry longer conversations in Korean

So! Supportive!

Since he’s traveled so much, he knows how to ask and follow directions, ask how someone’s doing, and general things like that in a variety of languages

Once he found out you spoke Dutch and Hebrew, he wanted to learn more about the languages

You’d lean against each other on the couch at night and ask questions about each others languages

“How do I call you my moon?” “Mijn maan” “I like that; it suits you” “How do I call you my star?” “Naui byeol” “I think that suits you, too”

If he ever went to a country where many people spoke either languages, he’d ask you to come

Definitely took photos of you interacting with people and reading plaques at exhibits

Was kind of an excuse to take you on a vacation

V would also would carry both a Dutch to Korean and a Hebrew to Korean dictionary for you if you couldn’t remember the word to say something to him

Started having you write descriptions of his work for exhibitions so he could broaden his market

Would 784282/8 continuously help you if your speaking was a bit choppy and lessen any anxiety you had about it

Saeran:

“Just buy some dictionaries” “Yeah, well, what if I don’t want to?” “Then google translate” “But then I’d end up saying something stupid” “You always say stupid things, though, MC” “Don’t be an asshat” “Suggestion taken” (haha, what? me? use google translate for the languages I don’t speak for this post? pssh)

He’d be the ones to leave passive aggressive sticky notes in other languages if you weren’t paying attention

Also the one to label things if he didn’t understand the yelling in Haitian Creole

he’s trying, okay?

Saeran may speak multiple languages but not whatever that spewing was

“Saeran, that was Korean” “Yeah, and I’m a cat” “Hey, at least I tried” “You asked me if the parakeet gave a prophecy, MC” “…That’s besides the point”

Would correct you bluntly

Would continue with the sticky notes on everything

started learning Greek and Haitian Creole so he could add proper translations to things

One morning, he woke up with a sticky note on his forehead that labeled him as “내 사랑, αγάπη μου, doudou mwen”

He ended up keeping that in a drawer on his nightstand

I’m sorry that I write this at several different times. I’d be glad to fix any of these if you don’t like them. Especially Seven’s. I did horribly with his. I hope that they were semi-decent, though, and that you enjoy a few of them!

Please correct any mistakes I made with the languages. I can only vouch for the ones I speak, the rest were google translate. If there’s any other issues, I’d be glad to fix them as well!

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