#as in upper class australian

[konstantya]

This guy fucking gets it.

#honey the hostess #vivian grey #the pulp saga continues #(putting it under that tag since technically the story was first serialized in the pulps) #anyway it's about two upper-class sisters who fall on hard times when their father dies in debt #and the older one (the heroine Diana) gets a job as a taxi dancer to make ends meet after they have to sell everything #there's family drama when the younger sister naively falls for a gangster #and concurrent romantic drama when the older brother (Waldemar) of the heroine's ex-fiancé shows up finally expressing his love #i'm like halfway through and it's actually pretty darn good #i wish there was some online link or otherwise easy way to share it but there isn't unfortunately :( #i lucked out and randomly found this copy from an australian bookstore after casually looking for MONTHS pfft

[charlie-lec-stories]

McLaren Detectives Department // CL16 & MV1

Pairing: Charles Leclerc / Original Female Character / Max Verstappen

Summary: One day Max is totally furious with Y/N and Charles' relationship and the next he's completely fine with it, Lando is not buying it.

Warnings: Suggestive talk, Lando and Oscar rambling on conspiracy theories, Oscar being the annoying little brother, Lando being unable to mind his own business.

Author’s Note: This one is quite funny, I hope you guys like it as much as I do. Rate: +16

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Lando Norris was a simple man, he grew up with the commodities and luxuries of an upper class boy and had never in his life took a bus, but you could take away all of his privilege and he could manage to survive. He could adapt, change his ways, work his way back to the top of the chain again, whatever it took. As long as he could interact with other people on a daily basis he didn't care what happened in his life, because he was fueled by one thing and one thing only: Gossip. Nothing in this life moved Lando more than gossip, he was a sucker for it and when he was paired with Oscar Piastri in McLaren, he found someone as unable to mind his own business as himself. They could spend hours just gossiping, about their friends, other drivers, celebrities, their families, whoever lived on Earth, they always had something to chat about. And their favourite part was drama. They loved it when some scandalous situation reached their ears and they'd spend the rest of the week talking about it and trying to keep up with the updates. The rest of the people who worked with them knew they were like that and more than once they would fake drama just to watch them ramble to each other about it for days. Their capability to gossip was the main entertainment of the garage.

Of course, when Y/N, Max Verstappen's best friend, and Charles Leclerc, Max's rival, started dating, it was the biggest drama the paddock had seen in years. Max and Charles going at each other's throats every weekend was like "Keeping up with the Kardashians" for Lando and Oscar. They would try to use any chance they got to listen to the arguments and comebacks the Ferrari and Red Bull drivers would throw at the other. Lando was close with Max, while Oscar was close with Charles and Y/N, which also meant that they would usually get more information from them, making their gossip sessions even more interesting. Lando loved to hear Max complain over and over again about Charles, telling him how much of a prick the monegasque was and constantly wondering what Y/N ever saw in him. Oscar and Y/N loved ice-cream, and they would go out for it pretty often, there, she sometimes talked about how worried she was about Max and Charles fighting all the time and Oscar did what he could to help her out. On the other hand, when Oscar and Charles went to play pool on Mondays, the Australian gladly listened to his friend complain about Max and his possessiveness over his girlfriend, getting a little possessive himself. All of this made Lando and Oscar fans number one of the Max-Y/N-Charles drama developing in the paddock.

The whole season, they watched the progress of motorsports' favourite couple. From Charles flirting with Y/N at the Mercedes garage, to the last race where Y/N hugged and comforted a defeated Charles who had just lost the championship. The McLaren boys witnessed the couple's hard launch on Instagram during summer break, with a scandalous picture of them kissing on Charles' yacht, Y/N sitting on his lap and Charles shamelessly grabbing at her ass. They had a feast with the fans' reaction to the picture and they had even more fun watching Max's live, while the three of them were together grabbing a beer. The dutchman's ears going red and his eyes hyper-focused on the screen of his phone, so angry that Lando was sure some smoke could go out of his head. They also had the pleasure to watch Max call Charles "stupid" on open TV, with millions watching, followed by the FIA's response to that and Max's public, and notoriously forced, apology. They were both aware that Y/N and Charles' relationship was the thing that Max despised the most on this world. He could spend weeks rambling about why the two should break up and how terrible of a combination they were.

It was suspicious, to say the least, when the first race of the next season, Max entered the paddock along with the couple, chatting amicably and even laughing a bit. Lando and Oscar stared at the sight of the three drivers skeptically, how come they were all friends now? What crucial episode of the telenovela did they miss? Something was off. They watched as Y/N and Charles walked holding hands towards the Mercedes garage, Max chatting excitedly with his best friend not even caring about her relationship anymore. At the entrance of the german team, Charles kissed his girlfriend goodbye and Max gave her a friendly peck on the cheek, then the girl went into the garage and the two guys walked to their own garages, talking lively just the two of them all the way. The whole day, the tree of them crossed paths and exchanged some words with big grins and happy auras, all of the previous tension completely dissipated.

"I don't get it, mate. They hated each other three months ago!". Lando said to Oscar while they were chatting in Oscar's driver's room. "I just can't get it".

"Maybe they talked?". Oscar suggested.

"Nah". Lando dismissed his idea with a flip of his hand. Oscar threw a little papaya ball at him, Lando caught it and threw it back. "I met with Max plenty of times during the off season, he would had told me".

"True". The other agreed and passed the ball again. "I also met with Y/N and Charles, went to their house for dinner a lot at the beginning of the year. They would've said something".

"Maybe it's a PR thing". Lando wondered as he played with the ball before passing it back. "Like, maybe they were scolded so bad for their behavior that now they have to act like they like each other to clean up their public images".

"That actually makes sense, I mean, Max did call Charles stupid on TV". Oscar chuckled and threw the ball back at Lando. "Amazing, mate. Sometimes, you do speak some sense".

"You're so funny". Lando threw the ball harder at Oscar, hitting him on the chest as a response to the other's teasing. Oscar let a huff out at the impact and then laughed a bit, satisfied with the annoyed reaction he got from Lando.

With the resolve to find out what made the other three change their act so drastically, Lando and Oscar started trying to gather some information. They spoke with other drivers, people from Mercedes, Ferrari and Red Bull, friends they all had in common, even Charles' brothers and Y/N mentor, Lewis Hamilton. Little by little, they both discovered that no one knew anything about Charles and Max putting their differences aside and were as shocked as them to see them hanging out in the paddock. Lewis asked Y/N about it and she told him that nothing happened and that everything was like always, which was obviously a lie, but he didn't want to pressure her on the matter. Lando and Oscar spent four race weekends melting their brains trying to work out what happened. Lando had enough. Everything was the same? He wasn't buying that. He walked to Max and asked directly. The dutchman was as direct with his answer: "I still want to jump his throat. I'm just being civil about it".

"Is that what he said?". Oscar asked and Lando just nodded his head while he bit his apple.

"He said that and then walked away. He didn't even give me time to ask more". Oscar played with the papaya ball, that seemed to be his new favourite toy.

"That's weird".

"I agree, if there's something Max isn't, is civil". Lando added with his mouth full. They were frustrated, they had even more questions than before.

Over time, Lando kept trying to extract more information from Max, but all he got were answers like "I have a lot of self control, that's all", "Just trying hard to do the right thing", "I'm trying to make him trust me a little more", "Just want to be close to Y/N again", and things like that. But there was a conversation that put Oscar and Lando on edge. They were discussing the Qualifying session, one where Max got pole and was closely followed by Y/N, Lando on third place. Y/N was explaining that she didn't like the circuit, she felt like every lap she was learning new information and she just could never feel like she was familiar with it. That led to talking about perceptions and how other things like lights and unnecessary noises could divert your attention from what's right in front of you. "Sometimes you need someone to remove everything you don't need so you can finally see clearly". Max said and he placed his hand on her hip, squeezing it lightly. Lando noticed the motion instantly. Max's eyes went from Y/N to behind her and the brit followed his gaze, landing on Charles, who was talking with George Russell and Alex Albon. The comment, the possessive squeeze, the way he so intensely looked at Y/N and then Charles, Lando felt a chill down his spine. Not a good one.

"You're crazy, mate. You finally lost it". Oscar said as he shook his head, shutting down the possibility right there and then.

"Think about it!". Lando paced back and forth on the little room, running his fingers through his hair. "He wants to get close to her again? Someone has to remove the things she doesn't need so she can see clearly? He believes that he's doing good at self control?". Oscar replayed the phrases inside his head. They did look suspicious.

"He still wants to jump Charles' throat...". Lando stopped on his tracks at Oscar's addition.

"We need to do something". There was this weight on their shoulders now that they finally understood Max's intentions. "Max is a great lad, we can't let him turn into a...". Lando struggled with the word, so he whispered it. "A killer".

They both agreed on that, they couldn't let Max go on with his plan of eliminating Charles. They liked them both, they weren't losing their friends just because they couldn't see eye to eye about their relationship with Y/N. They took turns to follow Max around, the only free time being when they had to focus on their jobs. They knew that Max wasn't killing Charles in the paddock, with so many possible witnesses. Every night, they both followed Max to his room and stayed there, hiding in a corner of the hotel hallway for an hour, making sure he wasn't coming out. Oscar even went to the extent of suggesting Charles getting bodyguards, when the other asked why, Oscar just ran away, leaving Charles extremely confused. Every chance they got, they did what they could to keep Max away from Charles, which was kind of hard since the dutchman was constantly following the couple around and trying to chat with them. Lando ended up running out of excuses to pull Max away and they understood that they had to do something about the situation.

One particular night, they followed Max to his room as always, but after 45 minutes, they saw him go out again. He wasn't wearing his usual Red Bull attire, instead, he wore black clothes, sunglasses and a cap, the hood of the hoodie covering his head. If they didn't know better, they would have never guessed it was Max. He went straight to the stairs and they followed him quietly, already suspecting where he was going. Oscar stopped to grab two brooms from a service room and Lando frowned at him. "We may need weapons", was what the Aussie said and Lando took one while scoffing. They hid at the stairs, watching Max stop on front of Charles' room. For insurance matters, Y/N stayed at another hotel, with the Mercedes crew, so Charles was most surely alone in the room, it was the perfect opportunity to kill him. First time in the season Red Bull and Ferrari stayed at the same hotel. Max looked around and opened the door as quietly as possible, walking in and shutting the door behind him.

"We need to go in, now!". Oscar said and tried to run off to the door, Lando grabbed him and pulled him back behind him.

"We need a plan. Let me think". Was he actually ready to stop his friend from killing another of his friends? He had never physically fought anyone, could he really stop a murder?

"Fuck a plan, we have to save Charles!". Oscar ran again and this time Lando followed him. They stopped at the door. There was music playing inside and they could faintly hear Charles' voice.

"No, Max, wait. Wait!". That was it, they were barging in.

"No, Max! DON'T DO IT, DON'T KILL HIM". Oscar screamed as they ran into the room with their brooms up, ready to attack. What they didn't expect was finding Max on his knees, in front of Charles, trying to undo the button of his jeans. "Oh... OOOH!".

"Putain de merde!". (Holy shit!). Charles cursed as he pushed Max's hands away from his body and backed away. Max fell backwards. Lando covered Oscar's eyes, they dropped the brooms. For a second, the room fell silent.

"Kill him?". Max asked, confused.

"I think we misread the situation...". Lando added, then, he thought about Y/N. "I can't believe you could do something like this to Y/N". He sneered.

"Are they decent?". Oscar asked, his eyes still covered. Lando removed his hand.

"It's not what you think-". Max started, but Lando cut him off.

"Oh, sure, you were just checking if the zipper of his jeans worked fine, weren't ya?". Oscar shook his head slowly, backing Lando up on his disappointment.

"Don't give me that look, you two barged in with brooms asking me not to kill Charles". Max said. "Sucking him off is way better than killing him". Lando saw Oscar make a face, like he was actually considering Max's point, he elbowed the younger driver and made him go back to his disappointed posture.

"We promise, it's not what you think". As Charles was saying that, the bathroom door opened, Y/N walking out with a blue and red lingerie set. She opened her eyes wide when she spotted to kids that weren't supposed to be there. Lando covered Oscar's eyes, again.

"Okay, I'll give it to you. It definitely wasn't what we thought". Y/N was still there, shocked. "Please, get dressed, there's a baby in the room".

"It's me, I'm the baby". Oscar added, his hands coming up over Lando's to make sure he didn't see anything. Charles ran to Y/N and covered her with his Ferrari hoodie that was close to the bathroom. Lando lowered his hand and Oscar opened on of his eyes to peek if it was safe, he then opened the other one.

"We fixed our problem". Max explained.

"We can see that". The brit stressed.

"We're uhm... all together?". Lando and Oscar looked at Charles when he added his comment. "We've been... you know".

"Fucking?".

"Among other things". Y/N corrected Lando. The two McLaren boys just nodded, synchronized. "We're happy like this, all together. We'd appreciate it a lot if you could keep the secret for us". Lando and Oscar smiled and nodded again.

"Of course, we will". They grabbed their brooms and got ready to leave. "We'll leave you to it".

"Thanks". Max said, the two were going out when he called them again. "And guys...". They turned around to look at him. "Don't play detective again. Do us a favor and buy yourselves a board game".

"Copy that". Oscar gave them a military salute and Lando just smiled. Outside, they both ran back down the stairs as fast as they could, giggling like teenagers. On the street, they kept laughing uncontrollably, walking back the three blocks to their own hotel.

"Mate, we're not gossiping anymore". Lando said, knowing pretty well that they will keep doing it.

"Deal". The rest of the way they just kept laughing and then, at the hotel, they went to their respective rooms, calling it a night. While lying in bed, Lando just couldn't sleep, repeating the night in his mind and giggling, there were a lot of sexual jokes and remarks he needed to let out. He went to grab his phone to text Oscar, ready to gossip again, when it vibrated on his hand. Lando laughed out laud at the message:

Oscar: "Can you top when there are two other people?".

Lando: "Dunno mate, but's gonna be a hell of a challenge to guess the bottom".

Oscar: "Challenge accepted".

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Well this one is a lot of fun! I thought Lando and Oscar were perfect for this one. Thank you for reading!

#lestappen x reader #lestappen imagine #max verstappen imagine #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc imagine

[nadinediary]

The 7 Dating Bare Minimums from 𝒩adine

1. Shared Values + Belief

Values are prioritised characteristics that build who we are as individuals and our belief is what forms our world view and lifestyle. I find it easier to build a relationship with someone when your values and beliefs align. I cannot envision a relationship or even casually date someone who I can't see eye-to-eye on the core attributes that form my life and character.

I can understand being lenient on religious and political beliefs when casually dating although for long term relationships, I need to be on the same topic about religion, politics, children, cheating, etc.

2. Romantic (Considerate)

I personally can not be in a relationship or date a person who can’t exhibit romance. Romance to myself isn’t the flowers (not saying I don’t adore flowers), or the chivalrous actions shown in the rom-coms.

Romance is the small intimate actions that show you’ve been paying close attention to your loved one wants and needs. It’s the considerate small things that may take a little more time but are worth it.

3. Chivalrous

Talking about chivary, don’t get it confused, I love a chivalrous man. The door opening, pulling the seat out, making sure I’ve gotten home safe, I’m quite old fashion when it comes to dating. I love it all.

I find it charming when someone is chivalrous to everyone not just when it pertains to myself. If they see someone needing help and step in, I think that's a great trait to have. I don't want someone who just does things out of attraction but rather because of kindness.

4. Well groomed

Personally a man is most attractive when they are well groomed, actively upkeep themselves and pay great attention to their hygiene. This idea that only women get manicures and pedicures is ridiculous. I know plenty of men that like keeping their cuticle healthy.

Every man that has had the honor of taking me on a date or more, has had a skincare routine (even if it's just a three step routine). They’ve all had beautiful nails and I could tell they cared about cleanliness.

5. Adaptable + Resilient

I‘m a first-generation immigrant who has seen poverty and wealth, I’ve gone from living in the scums of rural Nirobei to the upper class Australian suburban area. This is all because of God’s blessing and my family’s resilience.

I need a partner who is both resilient and adaptable when in situations less than ideal. I’m a strong minded individual and hope the same for my partner.

6. Communicative

We’ve all heard about the importance of communication in relationships but not all communication is healthy.

It's important for your partner to be open to hearing you, a lot of people lack listening skills so it's precious when you find someone who really listens and respects you. Trauma can cause people to close up but there are many different ways to communicate from written to spoken, as long as my partner shows they are communicative I don't care.

7. Generous

I come from a generous family, I’m surrounded by generous people and I myself am always ready to give if someone needs. I could not envision any relationship, friendship or romantic relationship with someone who wasn’t as giving.

Generosity isn’t neglecting yourself for other, it's lifting each other up, know when to say no while being kind to others situations. I don't want a pushover, I want a generous partner.

Sincerely,

𝒩adine.

#dating #black femininity #relationships

[lurkingteapot]

Free Thai language learning resources

I’ve been learning Thai for the past 20 months. This list is by no means complete or comprehensive, what works for me doesn’t have to work for you, etc etc. That said: I’ve used most of these and found them useful, I thought you might, too. Have fun!

Youtube channels with free video lessons:

There are tons of wonderful teachers on youtube; this is by no means an exhaustive list. The three channels listed here are comprehensive, long-running, and updated regularly; if you have other favourites, please reblog and append!

Comprehensible Thai is a channel that teaches Thai in Thai, from zero, via the comprehensible input method. They have videos from total beginner through upper intermediate/lower advanced levels available.

Learn Thai with Mod – Mod runs a language school that offers good, structured group classes; she and her co-teachers often upload short videos about specific aspects of Thai. The channel has been around for a long time and they cover a lot of topics, including grammar points.

Thai Lessons by New (Learn Thai one Word one Sentence) – lots of good vocabulary and situational phrases

Other channels I like:

Advanced Thai with Kruu Momm -- one of my favourites, Momm’s a star. Not included in the upper list only because this is definitely more of an intermediate-advanced resource.

Thai with Grace -- I knew of Grace via her polyglot channel and travel vlogs before I realised she also teaches Thai. Fun stuff.

Kat talks Thai -- I believe Kat is more active on instagram (@kattalksthai), but these are still really neat.

Perth Nakhun’s Basic Thai playlist

Honourable mentions because they’re interesting and can be nice supplements (yes, the video titles on these channels tend to be clickbaity, the content is useful, though):

Stu Jay Raj: Stu is a polyglot based in Thailand. His channel is a bit of a mixed bag, but he has a very interesting approach to languages and sometimes does foreign accent reduction / accent analysis sessions on his channel (with consent and participation of those whose speech he dissects).

Thai Talk with Paddy: Paddy is an Australian who learned Thai when he was a volunteer in Thailand, he’s kept it up. Fun things about language learning and culture

Listening comprehension

I’m assuming many folks on here who are interested in Thai already watch some Thai shows (yes I’m stereotyping but also this is tumblr), which means you’re spending time listening to Thai.

If you’re not:

Netflix, Youtube, WeTV, and Viki all have several Thai shows with English subtitles available. The Youtube channel of Thai broadcasting giant GMMTV has English subtitles on nearly all of their uploaded series, some series are also subtitled in languages other than English. one31 is another huge channel; they have English subtitles on some series and some series also have subtitles in Thai. There’s tons more – find a rec list and a Thai show that sounds like you’d enjoy it, chances are you’ll be able to watch it for free, legally, on youtube. You can use the youtube controls (or the ones on netflix) to turn the speed down to 75% —this can make it a lot easier to catch what’s being said. 50% gets so draggy that I personally find it almost harder to understand, but ymmv—give it a shot!

https://lingopolo.org/thai/ has real-life recordings for listening practice; sign-up is required but it’s literally just an e-mail-address, user name and password. Using the site is free.

https://www.activethai.com/ has a section dedicated to learning the tones (under “Overview of Thai Tones”) including a self-test for listening that I found very useful.

Learning to read

I will always, always, ALWAYS recommend learning to read the Thai script. All available romanisations for Thai have drawbacks, and besides, you learned to read English with its “though through thorough tough thought”, you can damn well learn to read Thai. I promise it will help you improve your pronunciation (yes, really) and overall understanding of how the language works.

Learn-to-Read-Thai resources that seem comprehensive and like they should do everything in one:

Anki decks “Read Thai PHASE 1 - The Consonants“, “Read Thai PHASE 2 - Thai Vowels“, “Read Thai PHASE 3 - Consonant Classes” and “Read Thai PHASE 4 - Tone Rules” by Khruu Gaan (ครูกานต์). Anki is probably the most powerful spaced repetition software I have ever used. It’s free on all desktops and android. These decks have sound.

Memrise course “Read Thai: A Complete Guide to Reading Thai“

Other resources I used (In hindsight, I feel like I should’ve picked one resource to learn to read from and stuck with it; I think I was rushing and made things more complicated than need be for myself with my hodgepodge mix-and-match approach. But hey, I can read now.)

https://www.activethai.com/ – the site I started with. Teaches the consonants separated by class and with sound. The only reason this is no longer my top recommendation is that I ended up using this alongside a resource that helped me memorise what the words used to represent the letters actually mean because the site itself didn’t tell me, and I wanted that easy way to have 44 vocabulary words ready as soon as you’re done learning your consonants, and it gives you access to neat mnemonics such as ไก่จิกเด็กตาย(เฎ็กฏาย)บนปากโอ่ง.

The chart on Wikipedia’s English article on the Thai Script

the reference section of Thai-Language.com

In order to better learn to read Thai written in different fonts (modern and handwriting fonts can be tough at first), the Thai Script typographical styles overview on Thai-language.com was a huge help, as was throwing simple phrases things into gdocs and messing around to see how different fonts made them look. This chart from sanukmaak.com also helped.

Speaking and pronunciation

The hardest one for any new language for most folks. For me personally, finding someone who speaks the language and is willing to correct me was an absolute necessity, but I know that’s not always an option. If you’re going it on your own, make sure you check out the resources above for learning to hear the tones and those sounds and sound clusters not present in your own language correctly first.

Things to try on your own:

shadowing: Whenever someone on a show utters a sentence you think might be useful, or provide a useful pattern, or something just sounds cool, rewind and try to speak along as they say it, trying to make it sound as close to their pronunciation as you can.

try to record yourself and listen back -- yes, it’s cringe af but it will HELP.

memorising short sentences and phrases: tying back to the section above, there's a ton of youtube videos that is "phrases to use in [situation]" that are great for targeted learning if you're up for it

self talk (cautiously! don't want to cement bad pronunciation habits)

if you’re linguistically inclined: looking up descriptions on how to make a sound correctly sometimes helps, as does watching videos of folks who’ve successfully learned the language.

once you’ve learned to read: find sentences to read somewhere (twitter, a textbook, whatever) and read them into your phone’s dictation engine. See if the software understands you correctly. Adjust as needed until it does.

Websites and apps to find language partners or (paid) tutors

Like any other app where you ‘meet people’, please exercise caution on these.

italki (mainly for finding tutors and teachers, but you can find language partners on the forums)

Preply (web/app) (for finding tutors/teachers)

hellotalk (app only, iOS/android) for finding language partners -- free to use basic features like messaging, voice rooms, etc; has annoying ads

tandem (app only, iOS/android) for finding language partners -- free to use basic features, has ads

any other app or website that’ll let you meet people, like local facebook groups (yes really), instagram, etc

(note: Neither hellotalk nor tandem allow users to sign up without selecting a binary gender. it sucks. I’ve seen people who managed to circumvent this on Hellotalk by signing up via apple ID (? I think), but it’s hearsay and I have not managed to do so myself.)

Books (a book) that are (is) worth spending money on imo

Higbie & Thinsan: Thai Reference Grammar. The Structure of Spoken Thai. Orchid Press: Bangkok, 2002. Yes, it’s ancient in textbook terms. It’s not perfect, but it’s still the best reference grammar for Thai I’ve come across so far, and I use it frequently.

Random bits and bobs

Stu Jay Raj has two videos in particular that I, as a phonetics-and-phonology-loving person, loved and found extremely useful and wished I’d watched before I started to try and learn the script: Thai Vowels for Dummies in 5 Min v2 - A System Impossible to Forget and Thai Bites Extended Edition - Transliterating Thai using IPA. I realise these may be overwhelming and less helpful for people with no prior phonetics or phonology training, but they helped me so much it’d feel amiss not to include them.

Resources I recommend AGAINST using when starting out

drops/hello words -- seems like their Thai courses have been created using machine translation that wasn’t sufficiently proofread. They will assign you nouns in places of the corresponding verb or false cognates, and that’s within the first 10 or so lessons. Might be useful once the level where a learner can tell “ah, yeah, that’s … not right” has been reached? idk.

transcription as generated by google translate: BURN IT WITH FIRE. it’s a transliteration, i.e. 1-to-1 representation of 1 Thai letter = 1 Latin letter (extended), it’s not phonemic, it’s not going to help ANYONE (and those who can make sense of it presumably already read Thai and would be better off with just Thai script). Just. Stop.

Google translate as a dictionary: still shitty but not AS bad as the transcription function. Still, for the love of all that you hold dear, please, save yourself the pain and confusion and just use thai2english or thai-language.com instead.

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And that’s that from me, friends. Yeeting this into the void before I second-guess myself more. Please append additional resources!

Edited to fix a couple of typos and errors on 2023-06-15

#thai language #learning thai #ภาษาไทย #เรียนภาษาไทย #Thai from English #language learning #language resource #language learning resource #idk what the hell else to tag this #free education #don't get me started on 'creative' 'free-form' 'by-ear' romanisations; we'll be here all day #my nonsense

[whatevergreen]

"In the mammoth royal love in we are enduring, we are told about the Queen’s cordial relationship with numerous PMs. But not Gough Whitlam. That would upset our colonial mind set. We try and shut out the Queen’s implausible and misleading denial on the Whitlam sacking.

It beggars belief that the Queen did not know that John Kerr was planning to sack Gough Whitlam. She may not have known the detail of the coup in progress, but she knew the substance and so did her family and particularly Prince Charles. But like Lord Nelson she pretends she did not see anything. Nonsense. She is trying to mislead us. That is not surprising for the Queen of Australia who lives in London.

Upper classes do stick together and will break rules and conventions when it suits.

Prince Charles, now King Charles 111 and King of Australia wrote to Kerr after the dismissal, ‘what you did last year was right and the courageous thing to do’

There are many reasons to reject the Queen’s cover-up and the cover-up done on her behalf. Importantly the Queen is formally responsible for what her staff do in her name. Her Private Secretary, Martin Charteris was her alter ego. We also know that the Queen was extraordinarily close to Charteris. ..." continue

Why has there been so little said about this since the queen's death? Or in general?

I'm not sure whether I'd just forgotten or never knew about this.

Gough Whitlam was apparently the first PM (1972-1975) to actually start restoring land rights to indigenous "Australians" after decades of false promises by his predecessors.

He came to power in 1972, ending decades of Conservative rule, and proceeded to abolish the death penalty and university fees, establish legal aid, and finally bring to an end the racist White Australia policy which had virtually banned non-white immigrants. And so much more.

After less than 3 years, Whitlam was sacked by the queen through the Governor-General John Kerr, in what seems often to be referred to as a coup. It is also widely suspected that the CIA was involved in these events, as they were closely tied to Kerr and others in the political right.

#gough whitlam #queen #monarchy #politics #capital

[i-am-literal-nightmare-fuel]

It’s me, your (least) favourite Australian and today I’m gonna be telling you which CK/KK characters I think would/wouldn’t enjoy Vegemite because I just got back to Australia.

here we go

Daniel LaRusso - Despises it with a burning passion

Johnny Lawrence - it’s made of the same shit as beer I don’t see how he could dislike it

Mike Barnes - has no clue wtf that shit is

Amanda LaRusso - doesn’t like it, but still sneaks it into the house to piss off Daniel because it’s funny

Terry Silver - he’s too “upper class” for that

John Kreese - that shits as salty as he is, he would like it when he was younger, hates it now

Carmen Diaz - eats it out of the JAR.

Dutch - won’t admit it but he despises it

Bobby Brown - he thinks it’s okay, not really his thing though

Tommy - He likes it, not as much as anyone else but he enjoys it!

Jimmy - hasn’t heard of it, we’ll he has he just forgot he had

Miguel Diaz - “yeah it’s okay” secretly steals it out of the jar

Robby Keene - never had it, never wants it

Sam LaRusso - never tried it because Daniel banned it from the house

Anthony LaRusso - tried it once when Amanda snuck it in, almost threw up

that’s all for today because I am racking my brain for the others

#vee talks #Would they like Vegemite? CK/KK edition #Cobra Kai #The Karate Kid #johnny lawrence #Daniel LaRusso #amanda larusso #mike barnes #carmen diaz #terry silver #john kreese #dutch karate kid #bobby brown #tommy karate kid #jimmy karate kid #Miguel diaz #robby keene #samantha larusso #Anthony larusso #i’m tired as fuck I’m not sorry

[lazaefair]

Read up on the history of European imperialism and Zionism in World War I. I mean it. You have to get it clear in your head that Israel would not exist without Christian European (and later, American) imperialism. Here's a short 5 Facts article, with links to longer lectures (with full transcripts):

Jewish Zionists were just some guys, and would have remained just some guys if the European powers with imperial military might hadn't decided that Zionism conveniently dovetailed with their agenda of maintaining/expanding their colonial empires. That's why (some of) the Jewish Zionists were lobbying for British patronage in the first place.

Excerpt from this lecture (that's also linked in the above 5 Facts article and has a full transcript):

Beginning around the 31 minute mark:

"Now, the saga of 1917 had one final, important chapter. On November 2nd, as British and Australian forces were engaging the Ottomans at the third battle of Gaza, Britain made yet another advance booking for the political arrangement of the postwar Middle East. The Balfour Declaration, which promised Zionists that Britain would sponsor the establishment of a Jewish homeland in Palestine.

Now the proximate origins of the Balfour Declaration traced back to the spring of 1917, when Lloyd George set Sykes the task of working for the addition of Palestine to the British area designated by the Sykes-Picot Accord. Sykes jumped at the chance to revise this accord, and by then Sykes had come to know about Zionism, an ideology at that time, barely 40 or 50 years old, which defined the Jews as a singular nation deserving of political sovereignty - the goal Zionists considered pressing given the incidents of anti-Semitism in the world, especially in the Russian Empire, where most European Jews lived.

In Zionism, Sykes saw an opportunity to nullify France's portion in an internationalized Palestine. He saw that a Jewish enclave in Palestine could function as a buffer protecting British, Egypt and the canal from imperial competitors. Sykes was encouraged when he learned that, for their part, the Zionists were interested in British patronage, without which they would be powerless to fulfill their dream.

But like the Hashemites, the Zionists didn't know anything about the Sykes-Picot Agreement. They had assumed that there would not be any type of conflict with any power.

There were, of course, other motives that prompted Sykes and British statesmen to support Zionism. One of these had to do with the belief among many British backing - who backed the Jewish territory, that the Jewish territorial nationalism might encourage Jews in the wavering countries of the United States and Russia to fully engage in the war until total victory. At the time, Russia was in a state of unrest and it wasn't certain to what extent the United States would sort of engage in the war.

There was this idea among the British that, you know, backing a Jewish homeland in Palestine would mobilize the power of Jewish financiers in the United States. But, of course, the idea that world Jewry acted as a bloc was an exaggeration of its unity and its ability to influence opinion. There are actually very few Zionists among the Jewish population in Europe or America.

Yet the idea of international Jewry was a common one, and it reflected the genteel and sometimes vociferous anti-Semitism that was current among the British upper class. But I must say that this was not an idea that the Zionists’ lobbyists in London made efforts to nullify. They saw that there is utility in this idea of a Jewish bloc, you know, heavily in favor of Zionism.

Yet another factor leading to British support for Zionism had to do with the visceral, romantic and religious sensibilities of these same British statesmen. Despite this defense advisory note that I was just talking about that dissuaded the media from religious pronouncements, men like Sykes, Lloyd George, Leo Emery and Foreign Secretary Balfour - whose name was appended to the declaration - shared with the people of Britain a pietistic instinct and were attracted to the idea of having a hand in the return of a people of the Bible to its ancestral homeland.

Lloyd George, the former chapel boy from North Wales, famously quipped that he knew the map of the Holy Land better than he did that of France. During his 1904 trip to Jerusalem, Sykes wrote, quote, 'Imagine how picturesque and interesting a walk in the city would be if the children of Israel retained their ancient and handsome dress.'

Sykes' mission to sabotage the Palestine portion of the French-British Agreement turned out to be rather simple and straightforward. During meetings in London, he convinced Zionism's leading lights Chaim Weizman and Nahum Sokolow to go directly to Georges-Picot and other French officials and argue their case. Sykes, in the meantime, would take care of the introductions and quietly reinforce the Zionist case at functions and over dinner drinks.

In the end, I think, due as much to Weizman and Sokolow's charm as to their arguments of justice and repatriation for the Jewish people, the French were won over agreeing that the plan for Palestine's internationalization should be rescinded. But then again, with no troops in the region, the French would have been powerless to make a contrary case. It's at this point that the Zionists got wind of the Sykes-Picot Agreement.

They got wind of this agreement in April 1917, just prior to the final dotting the I's and crossing of the T's. And they were shocked to see that Palestine, which they assumed was going to be theirs, was, according to the Sykes-Picot agreement, going to be internationalized. And thus they pressed Britain for the Balfour Declaration to make some sort of official pronouncement on the matter.

The declaration itself went through many revisions, every word in it was significant. The authors avoided the word 'state,' choosing the more ambiguous phrase 'national home.' Nor was the extent of this Jewish homeland made clear. It was to be somewhere in Palestine.

And although reference was made to the protection of the civil and religious rights of the indigenous native Arab population, the declaration said nothing about the Arabs’ political rights. In addition, the declaration promised that with the establishment of the homeland, no harm would come to Jews in any other country, meaning the Jews of Great Britain and other Western countries.

And here the intended target of this phrase were Jews belonging to the British establishment who were amongst the declaration's most vociferous opponents. Men like Edwin Montagu, a cabinet minister, feared that Zionism might lead some or even many within British society to call his and others’ patriotism into question, even accuse them of dual allegiance: are you loyal to the Crown or to the Jewish national home? And the declaration takes pains to make the point that this will not happen.

So in 1917 [...] Britain's conflicting agreements were finally exposed to the harsh lights."

#palestine #history #imperialism #world war i #wwi

[nixtape-foryou]

✿ SHOP WARATAHS

Waratahs are an excellent choice when you are wanting to symbolize a wish for health and longevity. This flower is also referenced in a number of Australian aboriginal dreaming stories and is used to symbolize both the positive and tragic sides of love.

Bouquets = Series | Stems = Oneshots | Seeds = Drabbles | In Shipment = Ongoing

BOUQUETS

Breathe, and Live by blossom-hwa (14.9k) || Single Parents AU || You and Chan learn, together, to care for the little boys you love.

A Love That Lasts by staywritten ☆ (18.2k) || Single Parent AU, Neighbors to Lovers || You’ve spent the last two years, helping your very handsome next door neighbor raise his adorable daughter. The two of you fell into a routine before you knew it. And now you had this little family. You couldn’t help but fall for him

Mamihlapinatapai by sunnyville36 (25.0k) || Royalty AU -  Servant/Prince AU || Mamihlapinatapai - (noun, Yagán origin) a silent acknowledgement and understanding between two people, who are both wishing or thinking the same thing (and are both unwilling to initiate)

STEMS

Wounded Hearts by scxrlettwxtches (2.3k) || Historical AU || When Chan saw caught you sneaking back into battle after he had specifically told you not to, he was less than pleased. Why couldn’t you just understand that he wanted nothing more than for you to be safe? 

My House by formidxble ★ (13.0k) || Mature, Workplace AU || Fixing ties is a part of your job, so why is your boss acting like it isn’t?

Three Steps Back by formidxble (5.8k) || Workplace AU || The 2 times bang chan tried to confess and the 1 time he almost did.

The Chance of Love by maatryoshkaa ☆ (13.8k) || High School AU || The one where you’re determined to find one flaw about your seemingly picture-perfect class president, and he’s determined to make sure you pass the class—no matter how hard you’re trying to fail.

Enemies-to-lovers! by taelme ☆ (21.0k) || Workplace AU || Enemies to lovers slow burn with Bang Chan where you don't like each other but there's undeniable chemistry

Between the Lines by straylightdream (12.5k) || Lightly Mature, Arranged Marriage AU || After being used a nothing more then a pawn to gain the upper hand on Chan. They’re left in a strained marriage and only one way out.

Ease by fizzydrink698 ★ (2.5k) || Historical Fantasy AU || "He didn’t take long to melt under your gentle attentions, letting out a small sigh as you massaged his scalp, fingers occasionally sliding down to his temples to slowly ease away the tension built up there."

Drown by neo-shitty (3.0k) || High School AU, Hurt/Comfort | In which the music wasn’t enough to drown out the thoughts inside his head anymore

The First First Date by jl-micasea-fics (5.0k) || Mature || A dinner date, a single dad, an almost certainly taboo relationship. A brazen, explicit proposition whispered amongst oblivious teachers and occupied parents. Honestly? You never stood a chance of resisting.

Continuation of Introduction presented by Kinktober - Day 29 (3.0k) || Single Dad x Teacher

Wolfsbane by healinghyunjin ☆ (16.7k) || Mature, Historical AU, Arranged Marriage to Lovers || You took a deep breath before lifting your head, staring right at Chan. “I can be your collateral – as your wife.”

The Diamond Support by fantastic-bby (8.2k) || Streamer AU, Strangers to Lovers || When Chan gets extremely drunk during a college party, he ends up playing a game of League of Legends with a girl he doesn’t know. He wakes up the next morning hungover and with almost no recollection of what happened the night before. He only realises that there’s a new summoner name in his friends’ list while he’s doing a stream and he’s determined to find out who ‘The Diamond Support’ is

Burn by fizzydrink698 (4.9k) || Royalty AU || Just once, you’d like to see Chan get his hands dirty. To fight an opponent he hasn’t already chained and locked away. You picture it for a moment, wrapping these chains around his neck, pinning him to that throne and watching the first flickers of fear alight in his eyes.

Bad Habit by hwan-g (4.8k) || NSFW | Friends(?) to Lovers || Chris has never asked or needed anyone’s help—except yours.

IN SHIPMENT

The Warmth in Brightness by braemjeorn || Regency Era AU, Strangers to Lovers || Commodore Bang is coping after his loss, in the best way he is capable. Son Mari could barely recall that she was merely employed help—he can do better for his boys, and she will insist upon it.

#nix reading nook #fanfiction recommendation #fanfic recommendation #stray kids #bang chan #christopher bang #lee know #lee minho #changbin #seo changbin #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #han #han jisung #felix #lee felix #lee yongbok #seungmin #kim seungmin #in #yang jeongin #stray kids fanfiction #stray kids fanfic #stray kids series #stray kids oneshot #stray kids recommendations #bang chan fanfiction #bang chan fanfic #bang chan oneshot #chan fanfiction

[factcheckandchill]

Very Angry Commentary on the State of Race Relations in Australia

In 2017 the United Nations Committee on the Elimination of Racial Discrimination (CERD), whose raison d'etre is to take action against injustice related to racial discrimination, recommended that Australia “accelerate its efforts to implement the self-determination demands of Indigenous peoples, as set out in the “Uluru statement from the heart”.

The state of the rights and quality of life of indigenous people in Australia should be taken as an international embarrassment and action taken immediately to correct it. Whether it is a voice or a treaty, the status quo cannot continue.

And it's not like you can tell people they're being racist here, there is a semi-allergic reaction to even slightly being told you are a racist or racially insensitive. White people, get over yourself. we cannot correct the injustices that benefit you and only you, the injustices that are actively quashing everyone without drawing attention to them.

Do you get it?

Australia's image in the world literally depends on this bare minimum action called 'the voice'. Do you care that this will impact how Australians are viewed and treated out in the world? And more importantly, whether or not the quality of life of people who come from indigenous backgrounds.

If people are so reliant on their racism to feel a sense of worth in this country, then they don't care. They are so self-important that they don't care that the lack of voice, treaty, or adequate representation is killing children from preventable heart disease, it's pushing teenagers and young adults into impossible situations, it is putting children who could have had a different outcome behind bars because the same empathy that is given to upper-class white kids isn't extended to them.

Yet those racists (white or not) who believe that all of that injustice is justified continue to have a voice, representation, and power in society. Why are they allowed this?

Australia's brand of racism is so unique and impenetrable. refusing to be educated and would rather bring harm to itself than concede the imaginary supremacy that racists and their cronies from other ethnicities believe whites should have.

If white people are so much better, why are they… like that. (This isn't reverse racism, because that's not a thing.)

The Uluru statement from the heart is a simple and effective piece of literature in which some indigenous people were able to put forth their concerns in as loving a matter of fact as they could have. A diplomatic attitude that they honestly did not owe the settler communities. Yet that statement was met with derision and disrespect bordering on sociopathy from those who are interested in maintaining white supremacy in this country.

#the voice #australia #racism #white australia #white australia policy #politics #auspol #australian politics #vote yes #voice to parliament #indigenous voice to parliament #referendum #anthony albanese #indigenous rights #closing the gap

[impossiblesuitcase]

australians 🤝 brits 🤝 people from boston

pronouncing it “cindah”

🤝solidarity. Also wouldn't those with a heavy long island/new york accent pronounce Cinder sorta like that?

In the audiobooks Rebecca the narrator gives nearly everyone an American accent, but I want to appreciate how varied the crews' accents would be. Only Thorne would have an American accent. Cress and Wolf would have the lower-class Lunar accent, Winter and Jacin the upper, Cinder might have a lower-class New Beijing accent and Kai an upper-class. Scarlet the French. Iko...hmm. Hard to tell, since her android body is from Africa.

#tlc #the lunar chronicles #lunar chronicles #linh cinder #prince kai #emperor kai #carswell thorne #cress darnel #wolf kesley #scarlet benoit #winter hayle blackburn #jacin clay #iko

[maslows-pyramid-scheme]

How can you tell someone comes from a middle class background? Besides the usual being white and having perfect teeth stereotype stuff.

Good question, but I don't think there's a single answer to this one, I usually just pick up the vibe from how people talk and what they're used to (that's how I know that the 'all working-class girls get to the age and have to make The Choice' is larper BS).

A few things I've noticed that are middle-class (++ for the super clear signs, + for the things that could be signs but might need something else):

If they talk about being a former gifted kid (++);

If they're super into mental health culture (++);

If they're white and know, as a friend or family member, a doctor, lawyer, academic, etc. (++);

If they're white and they predominantly eat 'ethnic' food (at least in Australia - bonus points if they're obsessed with 'street food' (+);

If they're white and they assumed that college/university was a given (+);

If they're white and they have 'stereotypical' middle-class/upper-class interests (going to the theatre, ballet, opera, etc.) (+);

If they don't really think about very small amounts of money (this can be complicated, but my former 'friend' got upset with me when I didn't spend some cents to catch the bus back to university ((I didn't have that sort of money)) (+).

But, in saying that, there are differences between rural working-class and urban working-class, American working-class and Australian working-class, white working-class and non-white working-class, and I'm only really familiar with Australian urban working-class.

I don't know if anybody else had anything they wanted to add?

#most of the big working-class posts circulating radblr seem like they were written by larpers to me (including that big one) #there are language and cultural differences too but that's a bit more nuanced #anon

[jackhkeynes]

Britain

Britain (Cambrick Prydein) is a polity of Albion [Great Britain] centred on Wales, containing Devon and Dunclothe [Strathclyde], and extending out to Kernow [Brittany] and parts of Ireland.

History

The Kingdom of Britain was founded in the fifteenth century, formalising the suzerainty of Wales over the tallaths of Devon and Dunclothe. The state profited greatly from the Wars of Fealty of the late fifteenth and early sixteenth centuries which raged across the rest of Albion.

Britain's economic success at this time drove ventures in Africa. Resupply ports along the western coast eventually allowed for the flourishing of direct sea trade between Europe and Asia.

The seventeenth century saw the dawn of British exploration of the Novomund [New World], founding staddomains along the southern Gulf. These would coalesce into several polities known collectively as British Mendeva over the next centuries, the largest of which is Hasiny [1]. Britain here found itself in conflict with Provence's settlements on the east coast; for example, the Sack of Santrafew [2] was undertaken by an alliance of British and Mastoiset [Massachusett] forces.

After the Chrysian [Australian] Landfall, emigration from Britain (along with more formal state-building enterprise from Cathay [northern China]) helped form the modern polity of New Leudong.

In the latter years of the nineteenth century, British Mendeva overtook Britain in population and industry. Nonetheless, Britain retained some cultural prestige over the Novomundine polities. In part this was sustained via migration of many members of the 'new rich' across the Atlantic, and the resultant intertwining of the respective upper-class societies through marriage. It is debated whether this prestige accelerated the export of Household Renovation social mores from Britain to Mendeva.

References

A Cyclopædia of British Persons (third edition), written by Wolfston Potter and published by the Yievle Brethin Primers in 1870

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[1] Hasiny controls the mouth of the Mississippi, and covers territory in eastern Texas, Louisiana, Arkansas, Oklahoma, and Mississippi.

[2] Capital of New Provence, located near Boston.

#conlang #boral #conlanging #boralverse #alternate history #conworld #writing

[shawnsprincesse]

Miss Americana (Shawn Mendes AU)

WARNING, this story contains:

Sex

Dirty talk

Daddy kink

Blake has finally graduated college and is ready to celebrate with her friends on the hot beach in Sydney, Australia. Suddenly their celebration is unexpectedly interrupted by a very hot lifeguard.

Aka 

I love beach Shawn and in an alternate universe he’s a hot Australian lifeguard!

This was dedicated to my new bestie @cumholland

”Bebe, pass me the vodka!” My friend Jennifer said as she motioned towards the box sitting next to me on the large blanket. 

It was a warm summer day in the middle of December and the perfect weather for a beach day. My friends and I had traveled all the way from California to Sydney, Australia. After our graduation, we went straight to LAX and took a flight across the pacific ocean. I had longed for this day since the very first time I set foot on the CalPoly tech campus. After four long years of studying marine biology and science, I was finally thrilled to be able to travel across the world to be able to see all the beautiful creatures that Australia had to offer and all the beautiful coral reefs that was sadly withering away due to climate and pollution. 

I’ve loved the ocean ever since I was a child and it has always been a dream of mine to travel to Australia. My friends and I have suffered through four long years with numerous biology, geography, geology and marine biology classes and now we were finally able to go experience Australia together. 

We have a whole bucket list of things we have to experience while being here and luckily we have a whole three weeks to experience everything. On the list are things like visiting a zoo, going to the outback to see the wildlife, scuba dive, see the coral reefs (of course) and of course, our top priority is to have fun and celebrate our graduation.

”Hold on, let me get the coke out.” I said as I reached into the cooler for the large bottle of coke we’d purchased at the near by grocery store. We’d bought a cooler at the local store just so we could fill it with drinks and take it to the beach, some would find it a bit unnecessary but we found it an obligation. How else are we supposed to celebrate finally being free from school?

I reached into the cooler that was packed with ice, soda bottles and alcohol. Jennifer handed me her large plastic cup and I quickly refilled it with some cool coke and a sprinkle of vodka. Normally, we don’t drink on weekdays or in the middle of the day but it had been a long flight and we spent all of yesterday at the hotel room, in bed resting, so now we were more than ready to hit the beach and celebrate before we could get to our bucket list.

”Excuse me ladies.” I hadn’t noticed the six foot tall man approaching us, it was like he’d appeared out of thin air and at first I could barely register his words as they were laced with a thick Australian accent. ”You can’t drink here.” He added as I turned around to face him, the vodka bottle still clearly visible in my hand as I had stopped pouring it mid air.

”Oh, I’m so sorry.” I began to apologize before I could catch a glimpse of the man behind me. As soon as my head turned around properly and I managed to catch a glimpse of the man, I was speechless. He was absolutely breathtaking, he had long brown curls draping down his forehead, piercing brown eyes and a beautifully sculpted upper body that was completely exposed to the scorching hot sun and my ganging eyes. ”Uh-” I choked out before I could contain myself. My eyes trailed over the man’s broad shoulders, down his muscular arms, over his chest and down his defined torso. It was like I’d suddenly lost my ability to speak. 

”I’m so sorry, we didn’t know.” I tried to excuse me and my friend’s behavior. It wasn’t a complete lie, we sort of knew that it was illegal to drink in public at home but we didn’t think Australia had the same laws, maybe we should’ve looked that up. ”We’re not from here.” I continued to explain to the gorgeous man as he stood in front of me in his black swimming trunks. There was a string tied around his neck with a whistle on it and a badge that said ”lifeguard”. I knew Australia had hot lifeguards but damn, I didn’t think they were this hot, I also might have to add ”fuck a hot lifeguard” to my Australia bucket list because damn.

”That’s alright.” The man spoke with a thick Aussie accent. ”Where are you from?” He asked as he smiled towards me.

”Oh, America.” I smiled back quickly as I tried to compose myself on the beach blanket. 

”Right, I’m pretty sure you can’t drink in public there either.” The lifeguard said in a joking manner as he watched me put away the vodka bottle.

”No, sorry. We probably should’ve looked that up but we were just so tired.” I tried to explain myself to the gorgeous man as he nodded along understandingly. ”We just graduated college and wanted to celebrate-”

”Congratulations.” He added with a cheeky smile.

”Yeah anyway, we’re so sorry.” I continued to apologize hoping that our drinking wouldn’t get us in trouble during our first day in Australia.

”No worries. I get it, besides you seem like you have anything under control so as long as you don’t cause any trouble-” The man spoke and I was completely mesmerized by his accent and the way his lips moved while he spoke.

”Oh, we’re definitely not gonna cause any trouble!” I reassured him with a soft, cheeky smile.

”I believe you!” The man laughed. ”I’m just gonna pretend I didn’t see anything.” He smiled as he looked down at me. ”Just make sure my coworkers don’t see you.” He joked and I let out a soft giggle as I continued to shamelessly stare at his beautiful face.

”Alright, will do.” I smiled. ”Thanks.” I didn’t want the handsome man to walk away but I also couldn’t come up with anything else to say without making things awkward so I was forced to end the conversation there.

He gave my friends and I a brief nod before he turned around and walked away. I observed his back frame as he waddled through the thick sand, my eyes registering the way his back muscles were outlined and the way his body moved as he walked back towards the nearby lifeguard tower.

”Holy fuck.” Jennifer chimed once he was out of hearing reach.

”I knoooow.” I chimed in agreement.

”He was so fucking fine.” Jennifer exclaimed as she stared at me in disbelief.

”I know! If everyone looks like this, we’re gonna have a great fucking time.” I laughed as Jennifer and I both swooned over the shirtless, hot stranger we’d just met.

”Really?” Ally pretended like she hadn’t really considered the man’s beauty at all.

”He was so hot!” Jennifer exclaimed as she took a sip of her drink. ”What? You can’t deny that! Just because you have a boyfriend doesn’t mean you can’t find other people hot, like did you see his body?” 

”I mean-” Ally tried to brush it all off.

”I for sure saw it!” I squealed ironically as I reached for my plastic cup and took a large sip of my drink. If I hadn’t been intoxicated before, I definitely was now that I’d seen such a hot man.

”Girl!” Jennifer laughed as she looked over at me. ”I know he saw you too!” She chimed teasingly as she took another sip of her drink. ”Riiiight?” Jennifer bumped Ally’s side as they both looked over at me, my cheeks getting slightly heated out of embarrassment.

”Yes!” Ally agreed teasingly.

”Did you see the way he smiled at her?” Jennifer chanted as she continued to bump Ally, hoping that Ally would chime in and tease me too.

”Yeah!” Ally once again agreed just to tease me.

”He was definitely looking you up and down girl!” Jennifer cheered with excitement and encouragement.

”No, he was just being polite.” I brushed it off, trying my best not to get my hopes up. 

”Polite my ass!” Jennifer laughed as she emptied her plastic cup. ”I saw him stare at your tits!” She exclaimed loudly.

”Shhh.” I tried to quiet Jennifer down a bit. Jennifer had definitely had more to drink than me and her judgement was a bit clouded at this point. The alcohol was making her talk louder than usual and even though I was sure she couldn’t be heard from across the beach, I was still worried about the people around us overhearing our conversation.

”So are you gonna tap that or what?” She whisper yelled as she narrowed her eyes at me. 

”No, I came here with you guys.” I exclaimed.

”Really, that’s your excuse? Cause we can just wait right here while you go over there and fuck him.” Jennifer spoke loudly as she nodded towards the lifeguard tower a few yards away.

”Shhh.” I once again tried to get Jennifer to settle down a bit or she was going to get us thrown off the beach or worst case, detained or arrested. ”We came here to celebrate together, I’m not just gonna run off and have sex with a stranger while you two sit here and wait for me.” I argued even though I was definitely more than tempted to run off and have sex with a hot lifeguard. Even if I did want to have sex with him, I didn’t know how to go about it, what was I supposed to do, climb the stairs up to the lifeguard tower and say hey wanna fuck?

”Why not? We’re fine, we’ve got alcohol, sunscreen and phones to entertain ourselves!” Jennifer argued with a high pitched laughter. ”You haven’t had dick in months like this is your moment, go!” Jennifer tried to urge me to go catch up with the hot lifeguard.

”I’ve been busy with finals.” I tried to argue with a giggle. ”Besides I’m totally fine with not getting dick on a constant basis.” I shrugged like it was no big deal.

”Just go!” Jennifer refused to give up, she continued to urge me with her loud voice and sudden hand movements. ”If I hadn’t fucked Jamie Friday night, I definitely would’ve been fighting you over him but now I’m just gonna let you have him.” Jennifer spoke as if it was already established that the lifeguard was single and wanted to have sex with either one of us.

”How considerate of you.” I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes at my friend as I finished up my drink.

”Yes, will do me a favor and pour me another drink before you go?” Jennifer asked, speaking with a firm voice as if it was now determined that I would definitely go over and have sex with the lifeguard.

”I’m not going anywhere!” I exclaimed. ”But fine, hand me the cup.” I said as I opened the cooler and pulled out the large coke bottle.

”C’mon, at least one of us has gotta try some Aussie dick and Ally’s obviously not gonna do it and I don’t wanna fuck up things between me and Jamie, I mean he did say he would wait for me until I come home.” Jennifer continued to argue like her life depended on it while I retrieved her plastic cup and poured some soda into it. I debated whether I should skip the vodka because it seemed like she’d had enough or if I should just add some extra and hope she passes out on the blanket, at least then she’ll be quiet. ”Do you think he’s got a big cock, he looked like he was packing?” Jennifer continued to chime as she watched me pour her drink.

”Oh my God!” I rolled my eyes as I retrieved the vodka bottle and added a small sprinkle of vodka to the cup, she’d had enough now. 

”What? I’m just saying.” Jennifer defended herself. 

”Maybe you should go over there and ask him yourself…” I said as I handed her the drink.

”No, you should.” Jennifer whined like a stubborn child. ”Then you can tell us all about it when you come back.”

”I need to pee.” I exclaimed with a sigh as I looked around the beach to see if there was a restroom near by. The sun was scorching hot and the beach was filled with people, tanning beds and parasols. I couldn’t find an actual restroom in sight, just a few showers and porta-pottys which I refused to use. I debated whether I should just go into the ocean and pee but decided against it, there was too many people around and they probably wouldn’t appreciate that.

”I’m sure there’s a restroom over in the lifeguard tower.” Jennifer taunted me. ”I’m sure he’ll let you use it if you ask nicely.” She sing-sang teasingly as she looked at me with a playful grin plastered across her face.

”You know what, I’m gonna go over there and ask.” I said as I stood up, full of determination.

”Alright girly, see you in an hour or two.” Jennifer chanted as she watched me stand up on the blanket. ”Whenever you’re done fucking.” She grinned towards me and I let out a sigh as I rolled my eyes at her.

”I’ll be back in ten minutes.” I emphasized the last two words as I narrowed my eyes at Jennifer.

As soon as my feet hit the sand, I realized how hot it was outside. The parasol did a great job of shading us and the soda kept me chill but now that I was exposed to the sun light and my feet were stepping through the heavy, scorching hot sand I realized how hot it actually was. I had to skip across the sand as quickly as I could in order to not burn my feet. I realized about halfway through that I should’ve put my sandals on before jumping through the sand but now it was too late, I had already committed.

I swiftly jumped up the wooden stairs of the lifeguard tower and hastily knocked on the door as I tried to catch my breath. The door swung open and I was once again taken by the beauty of the man standing in front of me. Speechless, I choked out an uhm, as I observed his large body frame. He looked equally as hot as I remembered him to be, which shouldn’t be a surprise to me since it’d been fifteen minutes since we last saw each other.

”Uh-” I choked out once again as his piercing brown eyes observed me. ”Can I borrow the restroom?” I asked, not knowing what else to say. ”I mean, do you have a restroom?”

”Sure, come in.” The tall lifeguard offer with a polite smile.

The lifeguard tower was slightly cooler than the beach, it had several fans placed across the desks of the tower and there was a ceiling fan in rotation as well. The hot lifeguard motioned towards a door at the back of the hut with a sign that said staff only.

”I was gonna-” I tried to explain why I needed to borrow the restroom so badly but I stopped myself mid sentence as I realized he probably didn’t care. ”Thanks.” I offered him a smile as he followed behind me, as if he needed to make sure I wouldn’t get lost somewhere along the three feet long walk.

I swiftly locked the door of the restroom and released a loud sigh as I observed myself in the mirror, silently cursing myself out for my awkward, embarrassing behavior. I swiftly peed and cleaned myself up before I looked at myself in the mirror. I adjusted the hot pink bikini that I was wearing to make sure it covered everything up properly before I walked back out.

”Thanks.” I once again repeated myself as I closed the bathroom door behind me.

”No worries.” The lifeguard responded with a soft smile as he stood in front of me, his eyes quietly observing me as I tried my best to keep my composure. 

”All that drinking just went straight through me.” I joked as I tried to figure out how to not make myself appear like an awkward moron.

”Right.” He laughed softly as he continued to observe me with his brown eyes. I could feel them trail over my body which made me feel a little self-conscious, at least it was a flirty stare and not a creepy stare. ”At least you’re having a good time.” He exclaimed with a chuckle.

”Yeah, I’m still a bit jet-lagged but I’m having a great time.” I responded with a smile.

”So, Miss Americana, what’s your name?” The lifeguard asked me as he met my nervous gaze. It felt like his dark brown eyes were capable of searching through my entire soul and I felt both intrigued and intimidated by them.

”It’s Blake, what about you Aussie?” I asked cheekily as I watched the shirtless lifeguard lean back against one of the desks in the small tower.

”It’s Shawn.” He replied, his accent thick and noticeable as he pronounced his name.

”Well it’s nice to officially meet you.” I offered him a soft smile. I watched the way his body flexed as he leaned back against the desk, his hips resting against the edge of the piece as he placed both his hands behind his back.

I watched as his muscular arms flexed while he placed the large palms on top of the desk. He leaned slightly back elongating his already long torso. I allowed my eyes to trail slowly over his body, examining every inch of it as discretely as I could while I stood silent in front of him. Jennifer was right, he was a hot meal and I would be lying if I said I didn’t want a piece of him. I was just too nervous to make a move.

”How do you like Australia so far?” Shawn asked as he leaned back against the table, getting himself comfortable as he continued to subtly stare me down. It was like the two of us were silently staring each other down until one of us would give in and make the first move.

”I like it, it’s hot though.” I replied, my mind trailing off to other hot things such as Shawn’s abs as I he stood in front of me, taking up my entire field of vision. ”So hot.” I almost moaned the words out loud as my eyes shamelessly trailed over Shawn’s thick thighs.

”Yeah…” He agreed, he seemed to be just as distracted as I was.

”And the people are great!” I exclaimed to redeem myself and the awkward thing I’d just said. ”I’ve always dreamed of going here.”

”Really, so I guess you’re living the dream right now?” Shawn offered me a cheeky grin as he flirtatiously raised his eyebrows at me. 

”Hmm, I guess you could say that.” I hummed as I continued to trail my eyes over Shawn’s body. I was staring shamelessly at this point but it didn’t matter because I could tell that he was doing the same. It was like we both waited for the other one to make the first move but neither one of us was brave enough to do it and I was getting impatient. I knew that Jennifer was definitely keeping a timer for how long it would take me to come back and regardless of how long this takes, she’s still going to assume I’ve fucked Shawn and that’s definitely gonna get on my nerves if I don’t get the chance to fuck him.

”So do you have any specific plans or a bucket list?” Shawn asked me as he stood back, running his long fingers through the curly hair on his head. 

”No.” I lied, not wanting to come off as a creep who had planned my entire three week trip down to the minute. ”Do you have any suggestions on what I should do?” I asked as I batted my lashes at Shawn in a flirtatious manner. I tried my best to make it obvious that I was interested so this little staring contest would end. It was killing me, his eyes were killing me. I could feel the intense gaze trail over every inch of my body as I stood a few feet away from him.

”Hmmm.” Shawn hummed to himself as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. His hands reached for my hips and he pulled me in without saying another word. Our staring contest continued as I now stood inches away from him. Shawn continued to stare me down in silence and my eyes refused to divert from his. ”You should do me.” He whispered the cheeky pick up line, a small boyish grin covering his lips as he waited for me to respond to his exclaim. A small smile crossed my lips and I was relieved that he’d been the first one to make a move, it was all I needed to get the courage to lean in and kiss him.

I closed my eyes still a little nervous that he would reject me. I wasn’t sure if I was the one who closed the space between us or if it had actually been Shawn but somehow our lips were suddenly entwined with one another. His mouth pressed against mine, his lips feeling both soft and wet as they roamed against my skin. I let my hands trail over his exposed body as he kept his hands firmly on my hips. He squeezed me lightly as he pulled me closer to him while deepening the kiss. 

His tongue gracefully entered my mouth and I didn’t bother battling him for dominance, instead I let him explore every inch of my mouth while I swirled my tongue against his, tasting the sweet taste of his saliva. I let out a soft moan as I felt his tongue brush against mine. 

My hands trailed over his broad shoulders, down his warm chest and muscular torso. I didn’t shy away as I reached the hem of his swimming trunks, instead I boldly continued to trail my hand over the stiff fabric. 

Shawn let out a soft gasp as my hand finally found his cock beneath the trunks. I grabbed onto it and squeezed it in a playful manner, earning a soft moan from his warm mouth. A satisfied smile crossed my lips as I continued to feel him up with my hand on his cock. I trailed my hand over the stiff fabric to get a feel for how big his cock was. It felt quite big beneath my small palm and I wondered if Jennifer was right about his dick size. Feeling bold and consumed by Shawn’s lips I swiftly undid the little knot on the swimming trunks and dug my hand into his pants.

”Damn, you’re just going straight in huh?” Shawn gasped as I rubbed the palm of my hand over his bulging cock. His skin was soft but I could feel that he was big and dare I say, rock hard.

”Mhmm. Why waste any time?” I  asked teasingly as I bit the corner of my lip. I could feel him harden beneath my touch as I trailed my hand over his shaft. He felt big and thick. I let out a soft moan as my fingertips continued to trail over the tip of his cock, it was already wet from his pre-come. I could feel how soft the skin covering the tip of his cock was and all I could think about was what it would feel like brushing up against my pussy.

”Why not? Are you in a hurry?” Shawn asked teasingly as he raised his eyebrows at me. ”I’m sure your friends will be alright.”

”Mmm no.” I replied, realizing that we really didn’t have to hurry. ”I mean, what if someone comes back here.” I noted as I quickly glanced towards the door. ”And you’re supposed to be working.” I added as I noticed the large windows behind us. They had the perfect view of the beach and on the desk was a pair of binoculars that would help assist the lifeguards in case they needed to see something far far away.

”My boss isn’t supposed to be back for an hour or so and my co-workers are somewhere out patrolling the beach. We’ll be fine.” Shawn reassured me.

”Okay.” I didn’t need much assurance. Instead of debating any further, I closed my eyes and initiated another kiss. Shawn didn’t hesitate, he was quick to kiss me back. My hand continued to explore his cock beneath the fabric of the swimming trunks. I closed my eyes as Shawn devoured my mouth and for a few seconds I imagined what his cock would look and feel like. 

Once I opened my eyes again, I realized that I didn’t have to imagine anything, instead I could just pull the trunks down and see for myself what his cock looked like.

Shawn didn’t hesitate to lift his hips as I tugged at his swimming trunks. His sweet mouth continued to greedily suck on my bottom lip as I tried to pull back and remove myself. He followed my movements, lowering his head with his teeth still attached to my bottom lip as I slowly began to sink down onto my knees.

Shawn finally let go of my lip as I sunk down low enough to be eye level with his torso. A soft, playful grin formed on my lips as I sunk completely down onto my knees, pulling Shawn’s swimming trunks with me as I went. My eyes widened at the sight of his hard cock finally being free from the confined fabric of his pants. I could feel my mouth water at the sight of his big cock being right there in eye level with me.

A soft grin graced Shawn’s lips as I trailed the palm of my hands up over his thighs, feeling the thick muscles beneath my fingertips as my hands climbed up his body. I let out a soft moan as I finally reached his cock. Both of my hands trailed up over his thick shaft as I explored every inch of him. I could feel him twitch beneath me as I brushed my fingertips gently over his soft skin all the way to the tip of his cock.

”Mmm fuck.” I whispered as I caressed the tip of his cock with my thumb. My mouth was filled with saliva at this point, I couldn’t help it. I hadn’t slept with anyone for months and this was probably the hottest man I’d ever slept with or gotten the chance to sleep with so you can’t blame me for drooling. ”My friend was right…” I murmured to myself, silently cursing the universe for once again letting drunk Jennifer be right. ”You do have a big cock.” I whispered as I took his cock into the palm of my hand and pumped him a few times before reaching up with my mouth.

My tongue trailed all the way from his balls up to the tip of his cock and I could feel every little bump and vein beneath his soft skin as I went along with my tongue. Shawn let out a chuckle at my exclamation as he looked down at me. I let out a soft moan as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock in a playful manner.

”She said that?” He asked as he gently brushed the hair out of my face.

”Mhmmm.” I moaned as I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock, sucking on it in a teasing manner.

”She’s got great intuition.” Shawn chuckled as he watched me play with his cock. My mouth roamed across his soft skin making sure that it was covered in my saliva and dripping wet before I took it into my mouth. Part of it was so I could easier fit his cock in my mouth and part of it was so I could explore every inch of him.

I opened my mouth and took the tip of Shawn’s cock back into it. I sucked hard on the delicate, exposed skin, my tongue lapping against it as he offered me a taste of his pre-come. I let out a soft moan as I let him slide into my mouth slowly, inch by inch. My mouth was already full of saliva and his cock was already covered in my saliva as well, making it easier for me to take him all the way into my mouth.

”Fuck!” Shawn huffed as he watched me go down on his cock. I inched my mouth as far down the shaft as I possibly could before pulling back. ”That’s it baby, get it all wet and ready for your pussy.” He groaned as he watched a string of my saliva, still attached to my lip and the tip of his cock, fall to the floor between my knees.

I took his cock back into my mouth and Shawn watched with wide eyes as I forced gag-reflex to stay back. I let out a choking noise as I forced myself to keep his cock inside my mouth until we were both dripping from all the saliva.

”Just like that baby.” Shawn groaned as I pulled back with a loud exhale. 

”God, it’s so big.” I moaned as I slid my mouth back down onto his skin. He was more than ready for my pussy at this point, his cock was covered in my saliva and I was definitely getting wet between my legs too, but I was enjoying this too much to stop. ”But it’s so good.” I moaned as I once again pulled back and exhaled loudly. 

”Yeah, you like my cock Blake?” He asked with a confident, cheeky grin. 

”Mhmmm.” I moaned loudly as I once again took him into my mouth, sucking on it as hard as I could as I bobbed my wet mouth up and down his shaft. 

”Mmm you like sucking on my cock huh?” Shawn groaned as he ran his fingers through my hair. His hands caressing my cheek as I continued to take his cock into my mouth. He patted me lightly with the palm of his hand as if he was trying to feel the tip of his cock against the cheek of my mouth.

”Yes Daddy.” I moaned with the tip of his cock still in my mouth. My doe eyes searched for Shawn’s to see if he liked being called Daddy or not, I usually try to not push my kink onto other people, especially not strangers but at this point I couldn’t help myself. I was ruthless.

Lucky for me Shawn seemed to like it as a cheeky smirk spread across his entire face. 

”Oh you’re one of those girls.” Shawn grinned, he seemed pleased and more than onboard with my kink. 

”Yeah…” I breathed out heavily as I looked up at him. ”Do you like those kind of girls?” I asked, my doe eyes searching for his dark brown orbs as I looked back at his pretty face.

”Fuck yes.” Shawn exclaimed as his grin widened. ”Do you like sucking on Daddy’s cock?” Shawn rephrased himself as he looked down at me. His hand caressed my cheek as I continued to play with his cock in my mouth.

”Uh-huh.” I moaned with the tip of his cock still in my mouth. ”I do.” I moaned as I pulled his cock out with a pop. I stuck my tongue out quickly to lick him up and down all the way from his balls up to the tip of his cock as it rested against his lower stomach. Shawn watched as I reached over with my hands to grasp my breasts, squeezing and caressing them while I continued to treat him with my mouth.

”Damn, you’re so fucking hot.” Shawn groaned as if he couldn’t properly comprehend the sight in front of him. ”Can’t wait to fuck you.” Shawn moaned as he watched me push my hair back so that he could get a clear view of me playing with my own breasts while licking up and down his cock.

His lustful eyes stared down at me and he had desire written all over his face. His lips were slightly parted to let the soft groans and moans escape his throat. He watched me knead my breasts together in my triangle bikini while my tongue was sticking out of my mouth, sliding up and down his soft, wet skin.

”Tell me all the dirty things you’re gonna do to me baby?” I whispered as I continued to caress my own body, my right hand sliding all the way down my panties and in between my legs as Shawn began to tell me all the nasty things he was gonna do to me.

”Once you’re done sucking my cock?” Shawn asked with a grin.

”Yeah…” I breathed out heavily as I kept my soft, innocent eyes on his pretty face.

”You wanna know what I’m gonna do to you baby?” Shawn didn’t pause long enough for me to interject. ”I’m gonna bend you over this desk-” Shawn patted the edge of the desk. ”And fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk properly when I’m done with you.” He noted and his dirty talk was like music to my ears. I purred like a kitten and it was impossible for me to stop touching myself at this point.

”Fuck.” I huffed out as I felt my fingers swirl around my clit. Shawn’s eyes continued to shift between my eyes, my breasts and the moving hand beneath my bikini bottoms.

”Is that what you want baby?” Shawn asked and I nodded quietly as I looked up at him with soft, pleading eyes. I bit the corner of my lip as I met his fiery gaze. It still felt like he could look straight into my soul. ”Well then you better get to work.” Shawn winked as he pushed my head back towards his cock.

I swallowed hard as I felt his hand grip the back of my head, forcing me closer to the tip of his cock. He guided me down against the tip of his cock and I was quick to open my mouth and take him all in. ”Get that cock nice and wet for your pussy baby.” Shawn encouraged me as he watched me take him back into my mouth. This time he knew I could handle almost all of him so he decided to keep his hand on the back of my head, pushing me back down onto him in a dominant and sexy manner. ”Oh fuck.” Shawn moaned as he threw his head back, his hand pressing against my head, urging me to go further down his shaft. I forced my gag-reflex back refusing to ruin the moment by choking or throwing up around his cock. ”Just like that baby.” Shawn moaned as I continued to bob my head up and down his cock.

My lips slid up and down his soft skin with ease and I was completely turned on by his slightly dominant touch, not only did we share the same kink but he was also slightly more dominant than me which was a nice bonus.

Shawn once again reached over to caress my face while I tried to catch my breath. His hand slid down my cheek towards my chin as he guided me back towards the tip of his cock. It was dripping wet and more than ready for my pussy but both of us wanted this to go on for just a little longer.

I took his cock back into my mouth and I felt him pat me with the palm of his hand again in a playful manner. My eyes searched for his face and I observed all the different faces he made as I continued to please him with my mouth. I loved seeing his eyes crinkle and the pure bliss in his gaze as I continued to suck him off. Shawn lightly patted my cheek again and I decided to finally do as he wished. I angled my face slightly and directed the tip of his cock towards the inside of my cheek. ”Fuck, that’s hot.” Shawn breathed out heavily as he felt the tip of his cock poke against my cheek.

”Mmm yeah.” I moaned as I arched my eyebrows at him, my innocent lashes still batting at him in full speed. ”You like that Daddy?” I moaned as I swirled my fingers over my clit. I could feel how wet I was against my fingertips as I slid them down my slit. It was insane, I don’t know if I’d ever been that wet before but then again I also hadn’t met a stranger this hot before either. 

”Mhmm.” Shawn growled softly as he urged me to continue. I moved my sealed lips along his thick shaft and he watched as his cock continued to poke against my cheek.

”Do you think it’s wet enough for my pussy?” I moaned as I looked up at Shawn with soft, pleading eyes. 

”Depends on how wet your pussy is.” Shawn grinned as he looked down at me questioningly. His eyebrows slightly arched as he waited for me to tell him just how wet my pussy was.

”Mmm, so wet.” I moaned as I slid the hot pink bikini panties to the side to reveal my pussy to him.

”Get up!” He ordered with a firm, dominant voice. I pulled his cock out with a loud pop, my greedy tongue licking over the tip of his cock a few more times to taste him before pulling back. A satisfied smirk crossed my lips as I slowly stood up and Shawn swiftly grabbed me by my hips, turning me around and pushing me up against the table. 

I stared out the large window in front of me. It was a beautiful view really, the sky was bright blue and there was not a cloud in sight. The sea was a light blue color with beautiful waves crashing down against the shore. It was completely wind-free and the sky had no clouds. I could see all the people on the beach going on about their day, kids playing in the sand, teens playing in the waves and adults reading books in the shade.

”Don’t worry, the windows are tinted.” Shawn commented and I hadn’t even though about that until he mentioned it.

I felt his fingers pull at the strings of my bikini, it quickly loosened up and both pieces fell to the floor. I felt his hands roam up my stomach, over my breasts, down my back and over my butt, giving it a gentle squeeze as he kneeled down behind me.

”Let’s see just how wet your pussy is.” Shawn hummed to himself as he began to plant wet kisses against my ass, his teeth gently sinking into my fat tissue and his mouth sucking on several different spots in hopes of leaving a hickey.

I let out a soft moan as he continued to treat my ass with multiple kisses, his large hand palming me between my legs in a soothing motion. It didn’t soothe me at all though, it just made me want more. The butterflies inside my stomach were going crazy at this point and I couldn’t control the way I reacted his touch. I could feel myself get ever wetter from his simple touch and it was almost embarrassing how weak his touch made me.

”Mmm…” I moaned as I felt his hands grip onto both my ass cheeks spreading them apart so he could get a clear view of my pussy. Without a warning he licked a long, wet strip from my entrance all the way up to my clit and I released a soft gasp as I felt my knees weaken against the table.

Shawn squeezed my butt as he continued to lick at my pussy with long wet strokes against my soaked slit. I placed both my hands on the table as I leaned over the desk. My knees were already shaking from the feeling of his soft, wet tongue sliding up and down my pussy. 

”Holy fuck.” I moaned as I felt Shawn’s tongue dip into my entrance. He swirled it around, tasting every single drop of me while exploring the edges of my hole. I could feel the butterflies inside my stomach go mad, it was like they were swarming around my insides as Shawn continued to dart his tongue inside me. He dipped his tongue repeatedly into my pussy to get a taste of me and I could barely control myself anymore.

My fingers clawed against the desk as he squeezed my ass hard, pushing and pulling on my skin as he separated my ass cheeks so that he could devour my entire pussy with his mouth. 

”Fuck, you taste so good!” Shawn exclaimed with a loud growl as he swirled his tongue over my hole. 

I reached down behind my back, my hand blindly searching for his head as I pushed my hips back onto his tongue. I finally grabbed a hold of his soft curls and I managed to tug at them while simultaneously pushing his head closer to my pussy.

”You’re gonna make me come.” I whimpered as I felt his tongue lap against my entrance before making its way up to my sensitive clit. I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol intoxication or the way his tongue was making me feel that made my knees wobbly and legs shake at this point.

”Yeah?” Shawn groaned as he continued to lap at my clit, his hands squeezing my ass hard as he continued to devoured every inch of me.

”Mmm yeah.” I moaned out loud, the vibrations in my voice were very telling of how close I was to coming. ”Fuck, it feels so fucking good.” I moaned as I pushed my pussy back onto Shawn’s tongue. He didn’t object, instead he continued to lap harder, his tongue sliding over my clit in circles before sliding back down towards my entrance. He swirled his tongue up and down my slit, dipping it into my entrance and caressing my clit with every stroke. ”Please.” I whined desperate for a release as Shawn continued his sweet torture.

”Tell me what you want babygirl?” Shawn urged me to keep talking even though I was completely speechless and overwhelmed at this point.

”I need to come, please.” I moaned as I tugged at his soft curls. My fist desperate for something to hold onto as I stood bent over the edge of the desk.

”Please what?” Shawn teasingly chimed and I could feel his warm mouth form a grin against my clit.

”Please Daddy.” I moaned sweetly. ”Fuck-” I choked on my own breath as he wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked on it. ”I’m comingggg.” I stuttered, the vibrations in my voice echoing across the room as I felt my legs shake and my thighs squeeze around Shawn’s head. His hands shifted towards my thighs, forcing my legs apart so I wouldn’t suffocate him as I came undone on top of him. 

”Fuck, you’re good at that.” I swooned, impressed by his pussy eating skills and still high off my orgasm.

”Was your friend right about that too?” Shawn joked as he stood up.

”Hmm we didn’t get that far into the conversation but I might have to update her when I come back.” I replied with a soft grin as I turned around against the table. 

Shawn stared my naked body down in silence and the two of us took a few deep breaths before we leaned in to kiss each other. This time the kisses were wet, sloppy and passionate. They were needy, careless and greedy in a different kind of way. We were both filled with desire and desperate for each other as our hands curiously explored one another’s body. 

Shawn caressed my breasts, his hands squeezing them in a greedy manner before moving over my back and down to my ass. He gently grabbed a hold of me and lifted me up onto the desk without breaking away from the kiss.

”Please-” I whispered as he placed himself between my legs.

”Please what? Use your words.” Shawn grinned teasingly as he slid his hands up my inner thighs.

”Please, fuck me Daddy.” I breathed out heavily as he buried his face against my neck, his mouth treating my neck to multiple soft kisses and some greedy tongue licking. 

I reached down to grab his cock in the palm of my hand, slowly pumping it over his wet skin was he continued to kiss the delicate skin on my neck. Shawn slid his hands over my pussy and down my wet slit. 

”Please.” I begged ever so sweetly as I felt his fingers slide over my clit and down towards my entrance. ”I need to feel your cock inside me.” I pleaded with a soft pout, hoping that my soft innocent voice would make Shawn weak enough to cave into my request.

”Your accent sounds so cute when you’re begging.” Shawn whispered against my neck as he continued to ignore my plea.

”Please, please, please.” I whined impatiently as he slid two fingers inside me to feel how wet I was for him.

”Are you gonna be a good girl?” Shawn asked, his voice low and seductive as he whispered into my ear.

”Mhmm.” I nodded eagerly, hoping that he would give into my demands.

”Yeah…?” Shawn hummed teasingly. ”You gonna take all of my cock like a good girl?” 

”Yes Daddy.” I moaned impatiently as I nodded my head like a child filled with excitement.

I let out a soft gasp as Shawn moved his fingers inside me. He didn’t move them to please me, instead he pulled them out of me, making me pout in disappointment as he pulled them to his lips, greedy for another taste of me.

”Pleaseee.” I whined childishly. ”I’ll be a good girl, I promise.” I moaned as I caressed my breasts in front of Shawn. 

”Okay baby, tell me what you want!” Shawn whispered against my ear, his hot voice and Aussie accent sending shivers down my spine.

”I want your cock Daddy.” I mewled like a little kitten, desperate to feel him inside me.

”Good girl.” Shawn praised me with a soft grin on his lips. He gently patted my inner thighs and I quickly spread them for him. 

He grabbed my lower back and pulled up to the very edge of the desk. I leaned back on my arms for support and watched as Shawn slowly adjusted himself in front of me. He grabbed his cock and pressed the tip of it against my clit, making me gasp out loud.

”Please.” I whined as he rubbed his cock against my wet slit. I was desperate for him to finally put it inside me. ”Please, put it in me.” I groaned as I felt him poke against my entrance.

Shawn’s smirk widened as he slowly pushed his cock inside me. My lips parted releasing a mix of heavy gasps and soft moans as I felt his thick length fill me up. Even though, I’d felt him in my hands and my mouth, I was still extremely surprised by the way he felt inside me. 

His soft skin still covered in my wet saliva mixed with the juice inside my pussy as Shawn closed the gap between us and buried his entire cock inside me, filling me up to the brim.

”Oh fuck.” I moaned as I furrowed my eyebrows together, my chest heaving as I tried to inhale and exhale properly. It was like I could feel him inside my stomach.

”Fuck, you’re soaked.” Shawn exclaimed as he felt my wet walls cling onto him.

”All for you, Daddy.” I playfully winked as I looked up at Shawn’s pretty face. His lips pursed into an amused smirk as he watched me adjust to his large size. I let my fingers roam through his hair as I pulled him closer to me, craving another taste of his sweet lips.

Our mouths danced in union as Shawn began to slowly move inside me. The butterflies had escaped my stomach and were now roaming through my entire body, sending tingles and shivers all the way down my spine and through every single nerve inside me.

”God, your pussy feels so good.” Shawn groaned as he buried his face against my neck, his soft huffs echoing through my ear as he began to slide properly in and out of me. 

He kept his hands on my inner thighs, squeezing them and forcing them to stay open as he continued to thrust his cock into me. 

”Harder baby.” I breathed out heavily against his ear as I continued to roam my hands through his curly hair. ”Fuck me harder, Daddy.”

Shawn quickly obeyed to my request, his swirling hips going from a gentle sway to more of a thrusting motion. I was trying my best to balance my ass on the edge of the table while roaming my fingers through Shawn’s hair. My hands couldn’t stay on the desk, they desperately needed something to cling onto. 

I could feel his cock force it’s way through my tightening walls with every push inside me. It was a tight fit and thank God I was soaking wet otherwise it would’ve hurt. I could feel his soft skin brush against the insides of my walls and I could tell by his face that he enjoyed the feeling of my walls squeezing tightly around him.

”Fuck baby, your cock feels so good.” I moaned as I let my fingers slide down the back of Shawn’s hair, my arms eventually wrapping around his neck for support.

Shawn continued to push into me with long strokes, pulling the entire way back to the tip of his cock before pushing back into me. I felt him deep inside me, making it nearly impossible for my pussy to hold back it’s juices as he hit the G-spot hidden deep in me.

”Your pussy is so fucking wet.” Shawn groaned as he felt me soak his cock. I couldn’t stop myself from gushing at this point. He was hitting all the right spots.

”Yeah, do you like fucking my wet pussy Daddy?” I moaned innocently as I looked up into his eyes, my hands clinging onto his neck as he continued to thrust into me.

”Fuck yeah!” Shawn groaned loudly as he flashed me a satisfied grin.

”Mmm, it feels so fucking good Daddy.” I moaned as I pursed my lips together into a soft pout. ”I want you to fuck that tight little pussy hard baby.” I moaned, a devious grin spreading across my lips as I noticed Shawn’s reaction to my dirty words.

He instantly picked up his pace, his thrusts becoming sloppy and careless as he pounded into me. My hands reached back for his shoulder blades, my fingers desperately pressing against his warm skin as he hit the spot deep inside me, making me whimper.

I was desperately trying to hold onto him as he slammed into me, the sound of our bodies colliding echoing through the small wooden hut as he continued to fuck me harder. 

”Ah yes! Just like that, fuck me.” I moaned as I clawed at his back with my nails, well aware that this was gonna be very noticeable once we were done but at this moment I didn’t care. ”Fuck, keep fucking me like that.” I groaned as I bit down on my lip hard to prevent myself from screaming at the top of my lungs.

Shawn grabbed my breasts and squeezed them hard as he continued to push into me with rough thrusts. I could feel his hips collide hard with mine as I fought to keep my legs open on their own. 

”God, it feels so good baby.” I moaned loudly. ”So fucking good.” I rolled my eyes and threw my head back as his cock continued to pump inside me. My walls were clinging onto his skin for dear life and every time he pulled back it was like I could feel them close up completely before he once again pushed his cock in between them with force. 

”Such a good girl, taking all of Daddy’s cock.” Shawn growled, his voice hot and heavy as he was getting breathless from the rough fucking.

”Mmm yes.” I whimpered as he slammed into me. I couldn’t keep my legs open properly and Shawn was quickly forced to remove his hands from my breasts and put them back on my inner thighs in order to keep them separated for him. ”I can’t even keep my legs open, fuck.” I moaned as I felt him grip my inner thighs and squeeze their thick frame.

”Keep them spread for me baby. I need you to see how good your tight little pussy takes my cock.” Shawn growled as he motioned for me to look down between my legs.

”Mmmm.” I whimpered as I shifted my gaze from Shawn’s face to the action between my legs. I watched as his cock pushed into me with force, disappearing inch by inch as he devoured my body and filled me up completely. ”Fuck.” I huffed as I was now unable to take away from gaze from the beautiful sight between my legs.

”Got my cock soaked baby.” Shawn grinned teasingly as he took looked down between my legs. I loved watching his cock conquer me. It was such a beautiful sight to watch his thick length push all the way inside me until our hips finally collided with each other. 

”Fuck, I’m so close.” I whined desperate for a release as I clawed at Shawn’s back mercilessly.

”Want you to come all over my cock like a good girl.” Shawn urged me with his hot whispers.

”Mmm please.” I moaned as my eyes once again rolled to the back of my head.

Shawn pulled his cock all the way out, making me desperately whimper at the loss of contact. Before I could verbally object he pushed his entire length back inside me with force, making the entire desk wiggle as he entered me roughly. He repeated the movements a few more times throughout the thrusting, making me whimper and whine as he made my walls close up before bursting through them.

”Please Daddy, I’m so close.” I whimpered as I felt him pull all the way back once again. It felt like I was about to soar off the desk as Shawn continued to fuck me. His loud gross filled the air and mixed with my desperate whimpers while our bodies made several noises due to our rough endeavors.

”Where do you want my come babygirl?” Shawn asked me as his cock twitched inside me. I could tell that he was close too, his movements were getting sloppier and sloppier with every thrust and he could no longer gather enough self-control to pull his cock completely out of me.

”On my pussy.” I begged sweetly, my doe eyes looking straight into Shawn’s lustful eyes as I answered his straight forward question with an even more straight forward answer. ”I want you to cover my pussy with your come Daddy.” I whispered seductively as I batted my lashes at him.

”Holy fuck!” Shawn huffed breathlessly as he stared back at me speechless.

”Please.” I begged sweetly. ”Cover my pussy in your hot come.” I mewled like a kitten.

”God, you’re fucking hot.” Shawn groaned as he reached down with one hand to press his fingertips against my clit. He roughly rubbed it in circles and I was ready to come undone at any point. I could barely keep my legs open as the sharp tingles caused by his touch coursed through my entire body, thankfully his other hand was still placed on one of my thighs.

His hand squeezed the fat on my thigh, forcing it to stay in place and reminding me to keep the other one out of the way as well. My mouth was wide open and my loud moans were bouncing against the walls at this point.

”Don’t stop!” I purred even though I knew he wouldn’t stop before I could come all over his cock. ”Don’t fucking stop.” I pleaded afraid that he would for some reason stop and ruin my orgasm.

”I’m not stopping until you come on my cock babygirl.” Shawn reassured me with a cheeky grin.

He thrusted into me with hard movements and I could feel my stomach clench for dear life as I fought to hold back my orgasm to the very end. I was breathless, tired, sweaty and a whole mess down there but I didn’t want the amazing feeling to stop. 

”Oh God! I’m coming!” I exhaled sharply as I was suddenly forced over the edge. I could feel the waves of pleasure consume me as I finally let go around Shawn’s cock, my tight walls pulsing with a heart beat on their own as Shawn continued to fuck into me.

”That’s it baby, come on my cock.” Shawn growled as he felt my tight walls squeeze around him even tighter and harder than before.

”Yes, yes, fuck yes!” I whimpered feeling overwhelmed by the continuous penetration as the waves took over my body. Normally, I need to ride my orgasm out in slow grinding motions but right now I couldn’t even complain because Shawn was fucking me so good and I was nearly speechless.

Shawn buried himself deep inside me with three hard thrusts and before I could stop coming, he pulled out and finished the job with a few strokes of his hand. ”Yes Daddy, come on my pussy.” I begged sweetly. ”Please, I want your come all over my pussy.” I moaned encouragingly as I watched the gorgeous man in front of me tense up his muscles. I continued to beg sweetly for his come until he finally exploded. 

I watched as his hot come spurted out of his cock and onto my already dripping wet pussy. The warm liquid dribbled down my slit and towards my entrance as Shawn continued to milk his cock for every last drop with his hand. I watched, my eyes does from my previous orgasm and my body completely spent as he continued to shoot his come onto my pussy. I know we’d just had hot sex, but the sight of his come dribbling down my pussy was an incredible turn on and I was willing to go for a round two if I could witness it all again.

I reached down between my legs, swirling my fingers over my clit a few times to mix our juices together before pulling my fingers up to my mouth to have a taste of the sweet mix. His come tasted salty and mixed perfectly well with the sweet taste of my pussy.

”What was your name again?” I released a soft giggle as I leaned back on the desk. 

”Shawn.” He looked a little offended at first but then he noticed the cheeky grin on my lips.

”I prefer calling you Daddy.” My grin widened as I looked into Shawn’s pretty brown eyes.

”Why don’t you take my number and you can call me whenever you want?” Shawn said as he pulled out his phone from one of the desk drawers.

”Alright, but I’m only here for three weeks.” I said as Shawn handed me his black iPhone.

”Oh honey, three weeks is plenty of time.” Shawn grinned as he watched me type my number into his phone.

”Mmm, you’re right.” I hummed as I finished punching my number into his phone. I pressed the name section and typed in my name as Blake with the kissy face emoji. ”Are you gonna remember my name?” I asked cheekily before handing Shawn his phone back. I’m sure I wasn’t the first tourist he had fucked like this, after all the windows were tinted. ”Or should I put in a little reminder in the notes? Like, the best pussy I’ve ever had?”

”Hmm.” Shawn pretended to think for a bit as I typed in the words Miss Americana in the notes. It’s what he’d first called me so I’m sure he’d at least remember who I was if I wrote that. I handed the phone back and Shawn quickly texted me an empty text so that I had his number as well.

A cheeky grin spread across my face as I saved the number. ”I think I’ll just call you hot Aussie Daddy.” I noted teasingly as I saved his number in my phone.

”Sounds good to me.” Shawn grinned as he handed me a napkin to clean myself up.

”How convenient.” I pointed out as I noticed the little box of napkins next to me on the desk. ”It’s like you saw me coming from across the beach…” I pointed out with a cheeky grin as I wiped myself clean.

”Maybe I did.” Shawn replied teasingly as he held up a trashcan for me to discard the napkin.

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[marzipanandminutiae]

So, the reason Edith speaks with an RP accent is because she's a Boston Brahmin, whose accents sounded very RP, right?

I'm not sure I'd call that RP, and she's not a Boston Brahmin (she's from Buffalo, New York). But it's true that Boston Brahmins- and other upper-class American northeasterners -did sound varying degrees of English during the 19th and early 20th centuries! By our standards now, at least.

The accent is often called Mid-Atlantic or Trans-Atlantic today. It was originally an accent people intentionally cultivated in upper-class American circles, taught to children in elocution and speech lessons and so on. It shares some features with RP: less rhoticity than modern American English (Rs pronounced less often, that is), and some similar cadences and word pronunciation.

I suspect that Edith would have picked up this accent while learning to speak as a baby, and had it reinforced in school. She still pronounces more Rs than the English Sharpes, for example, so there are differences. But as you noticed, there are plenty of similarities, too.

I actually have to give the production's dialect coach major kudos for crafting an accent with attention paid to time as well as place, and some to Mia Wasikowska (who is Australian) for mastering it so well.

You'll also hear Mid-Atlantic accents in old movies (30s-60s, roughly), from the characters of Rose and Ruth in Titanic, and in Bernadette Banner's YouTube videos.

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[vitalphenomena]

BECK + VOICE   bold is for always/often, italic is for somewhat/situational.

ACCENT: “country” / “backwoods” / “sailor” / “upper  class” / “city  slicker” / foreign  speaker / refined / situational

ELOQUENCE: educated / self-taught / uneducated  /  doesn’t  use  conjunctions / shortens  words / omits  entire  words  on  occasion  /  mixes  up  words / just  makes  up  their  own  words / archaic  english / dependent  on  mood  or  setting / doesn’t  use  contractions

TONE: loud / soft / room  volume / prepubescent / high pitched / low  pitched / seductive / velvety / speech  impediment /  abrasive / gruff / shrill / booming / matter-of-fact /  toneless / husky / gravelly / breathy / nasal / barking / chatty / condescending / musical / suave / world-weary  /  brash  / authoritative

HABITS: refers  to  self  in  third  person / incorporates  different  languages/terms/sayings / adapts  to  audience / changes  pitch  around  animals  or  children / shifts  tone  when  lying / gives  others  nicknames / uses  terms  of  respect  towards  others

OTHER BITS: 

em-pha-sizes words that feel impor-tan-t

draws out random words with an "uh" sound

VOICE CLAIM REFERENCE: 

i dont have one yet! i looked up felix's voice and apparently he is australian so it's really hard to find a good reference comparable to beck, who is american.

tagged by: @guttersniper in a sense! tagging: you!

#OOC. #BECK STUDY.

[j4m3s-b4k3r]

Little Mansion on the Prairie

We have been sketching from TV shows, and a recent fave is Downton Abbey, starring the wonderful Maggie Smith. In my opinion, she steals every almost episode as the dowager Countess, Lady Grantham. Inflecting every line with subtle flaring of nostril, tilt of head or withering stare, that imbue her character with equal part haughty snottiness, dry humour, and wry wisdom as the scene requires. She is so much fun to watch. This sketch here was my attempt at a straight portrait with my left hand, but my cartoon roots betray me. Try as I might to deliver a faithful representation, my version of Maggie Smith ends up looking like a pug dog in a fur coat.

Downton Abbey is a glorified soap opera about the privileged British aristocracy (written by the real-life Baron Fellowes of West Stafford, no less). So, why should an uncouth Australian like me care two hoots about Lady Rose's utterly spiffing debutant Ball at Buckingham palace? Or whether Lady Mary can ever live down the beastly scandal of finding a dead Turk in her plush 4-poster bed?

A big part of the appeal for me is the beautiful recreation of period detail, which British TV shows do so convincingly. Leaving me with a nostalgia for a past that I would have most certainly been shut-out of, had I been there. This fascinated ambivalence is best represented in the show itself by Tom, the lefty Irish Chauffeur, who started out reviling the CrawIeys but is now one of them. Sort of.

I grew-up wondering whether the impoverished Walton family, or the equally desperate Ingals family, could make enough to survive their next winter. Now, for better or worse, I watch each week to see the tribulations of the 1% Crawley family. Will Lord Grantham find enough money to run his 80 room country Mansion and his opulent London Townhouse? Can he keep his pampered family in hot-and-cold running servants, and multiple changes of posh evening wear and diamonds? "I say, frightfully desperate times, what?"

This soap opera about the two communities living side by side in an early 20th century British mansion– upper class aristocrats and their working class servants– may be an obvious choice for a country with a history of an ingrained class structure, such as England. But I think it’s interesting that American shows don’t do this more often.

In an American TV show about a legal firm we only follow the lawyers and never meet the people in the mailroom. If a show is set on a Starship, we will meet only the bridge officers and not the tech support dweebs on lower decks. If it is set in a hospital we only care about the doctors, and not the orderlies or the folks processing the stool samples in the lab. Come on America, where’s your sense of upstairs/downstairs 1%/99% camaraderie? The fantasy here in the USA is that it is a completely egalitarian society, but the not-so-simple reality is rarely examined on TV.

As much as I enjoy the milieu of DOWNTON ABBEY, after several seasons the show is not as interesting to me as it once was. Simply because a status quo is maintained episode to episode and season to season. There’s always something just about to happen. Someone is about be accused of murder. Someone is about to be disgraced by scandal, and someone is about to leave the family. Inevitably, most of these things work out and are back to approximately where we’d started.

The series’ first season, set in 1912, started off strong, with boyfriends dying during covert sex. Their corpses secretly carried through the mansion by candlelight in dead of night. There were revelations about this servant or the next, and mini scandals always a-brewing with the aristocrats upstairs. And we were constantly warned that the modern world was about to change everything.

Then of course there was WW1 to deal with. But in hindsight, the only true drama in the entire series happened when a couple of the real life actors tired of the corsets they had to wear and the scripts they had to read, and decided to leave the show. Which forced the writers’ dramatic hand, and some characters had to actually die to be written out of the series.

DOWNTON ABBEY promised to be a chronicle of a time of great societal change in Britain. Strange then that so little of that real-life drama is in the show. The most recent season is set in 1924, and the only dramatic change in circumstances was the death of the dog in the title sequence.

I could hold on a few more seasons till WW2, just because I know that eventually Hitler can be relied upon to force some drama, the bloody trouble maker. But any time that you see Fascism as a solution to your problems, it’s time to re-examine your priorities.

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